I'm sorry readers I will not do this again with the multiple stories. It gets confusing when I go directly from one to another. Sorry again. Last story on Tabitha coming soon. I've bogged down my editor. Congratulations on your tests by the way! So please be patient. Everyone is above the age of eighteen.
For my Muse
The Sapphic Island's pt.2
Thank God the phone didn't ring early. I needed to sleep, waking up in a strange bed was a little unsettling. On my left was April, her beautiful ass turned towards me. On my right was Blair, laying on her back, her tits currently defying gravity. Never realizing that I apparently had a fondness for women and that I am a bit submissive. I also appreciate big chested women. What can I say I guess I liked being told to do something so forbidden. Here on the island, I don't know if it's the food or water or what. Something here, so compelling, draws you in. You notice yourself, looking, the curve of the hips up to the swells of the breasts. Women are beautiful, I understand what men see now. When a woman wants to get laid at a party, she usually does. A guy is more unlikely to accomplish the same goal. Blair was very hot and uninhibited, she had no problem directing the hot threesome we had last night.
I managed to slither by the two women, dress and leave without waking either one. Found my way back to the hut, glad to be back. I opened the door to see Pam stretched out on the bed wearing nothing. The girl she left with last night was also naked and wrapped around her. The light shining on their bodies was inviting, I started to undress myself, not taking an eye off the bed. I couldn't help myself, they looked delicious. Something elusive was moving my body. My mind, filled with ideas, plans of attack. I walked to my side of the bed while I finished disrobing. The girl's position gave me room to slowly spoon up to her cute ass. My heart pounding out of my chest as my hand traced both their bodies. Something took over and I started in with the mystery girl. Maybe it was the taboo of it? There was something driving my desire and I gave into it easily. The girl started to giggle and moan as my hands and lips explored her curvy backside. She managed to untangle herself from Pam, giving me full frontal access. I jumped at my advantage, my hands playing with her full tits while my mouth worked on her sex.
"That looks like it feels really good." Pam said, pushing my face deeper into her sex. After she let me breathe, she guided my face between her own open legs. I soon enjoyed both of them when they hugged. As they collided clits my tongue danced between them, triggering orgasmic responses from them both. I pulled away with some time to shower before my donation time. Pam asked me to stay and I really wanted to, but I couldn't.
I got to the spa with time to spare. I instantly recognized the lady I would be massaging first. She was in the group with Ms. Davies. She reminded me that her name was Michelle and that she would like her massage in the steam room. I managed to grab the oil and a few towels before following her. She turned up the dial, opened the door and went inside. I followed her inside wearing my clothes. She dropped her robe, crawled onto the table and laid face down with a slight spread to her legs. I set the towels to the side and inverted the oil bottle, splashing a trail down the curve of her spine. The blades of her shoulders where this angel's wings would hang were tense and tight. My fingers freed the tissue from the knots of tension. Light moans told me she enjoyed what she felt. Then an all but familiar word was spoken.
"Lower"
My hands spread the oil down the bumps of her vertebrae. Until the swell of her hips, and before they could be drawn back, I heard it again.
"Lower"
My hands didn't stop until the trail of oil led between her legs. The steam having an effect, my clothing pasted on me, drenched in sweat. Then if her timing couldn't be any better she flipped herself onto her back, leaving her legs spread slightly. I grabbed the oil and began pouring at the valley of her cleavage and did not stop until it splashed between her legs. I hopped up on the table, tore off my top and splashed some oil between my tits and used my body to rub hers. I rubbed each of her tits between my tits, tiny shocks every time our nipples collided. Our pores opening up, sweat and oil making our bodies shine. I positioned myself so my legs were between hers and began rubbing my wet pussy with her wet pussy. She enjoyed the hour, her large tip told me so.
My second message found me outside the steam room.
"I will be right with you, just need to shower real quick." I said, wrapping a towel around myself.
"I could use one too. My name is Natalie."
I turned and looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said, "I'm Katrina."
Inside the small locker room there were a few private shower heads along the wall. I grabbed some body wash, while she disrobed. She must have been a model or a pageant winner. Her body was flawless. I entered a stall, turned on the water and got under its spray. I filled my hands with soap and started to wash the sex off. Another pair of hands joined mine, I just let mine hang at my sides. Her tan hands filled with my white, soapy tits, the contrast was hot. I watched her play with my body. I was still hot from the last romp. This lady wanted to leave me wanting more. Expertly getting me to the edge, to the point I would do anything. I was losing my mind in the climb and fall of my orgasm. This girl could teach me a trick or two. We got out of the shower and dried each other off. Her hour was almost over.
"I feel terrible, you paid for a massage you didn't get. Let me make it up to you somehow."
