Part II - Saturday
The jet landed smoothly on the runway and taxied to the terminal. When it stopped at the gate we exited the plane with our carry on luggage and found the sign to ground transportation. We stepped outside and let the hot Florida sun warm us for moment before we went to locate the shuttle to the small aircraft terminal. It was late afternoon on a Monday. We sat on the shuttle holding hands on the ride. When the shuttle stopped we exited and entered the terminal. We were directed to a gate where a good looking young man greeted us and asked for our paperwork. He reviewed it and greeted us by name as he walked us out to the tarmac. A Gulfstream corporate jet sat on the runway.
Several other couples were boarding. We joined them and sat down. Three couples were already on the plane. I noticed that everyone looked like they were in good shape, ranged in age from their late twenties to early forties, and were oddly very average looking ordinary people. No one was movie star beautiful, but everyone was attractive.
We chatted with the couple seated opposite from us. Ron and Ashley were in their early 30's. They were as intrigued as we were by the mysterious offer and like us, they couldn't pass it up. Drinks were served and we chatted as the plane readied for take off. There were twelve couples on the plane when the doors closed. We were in the air for about an hour when we started to descend. I was on my third drink and feeling very relaxed. We landed safely and soon were walking down the stairs to the tarmac.
The airport was inland, surrounded by palm trees with only the small building that served as a terminal and a service hanger. We were met by several good looking young men and women who gathered up out limited luggage and led us to a small bus. I thought it was odd that we didn't have to clear customs. When I asked one on the young men simply said, "It's been taken care of." More drinks were served on the bus before we headed down the road.
It was a short drive to the resort which was more beautiful than the photos could convey. We were all escorted to a small ballroom. A beautiful young blond woman dressed in a short tropical sun dress addressed the group. She introduced herself as Katya and welcomed us to our vacation with a Slavic accent. She told that she had our room assignments. We were all expected to attend dinner in the ballroom at 7:30 and our clothes were laid out in our rooms.
We were escorted to our room by one of the young man who met us at the airport. We had learned his name was Brian. He looked about 22 and had an athletic build. We asked him what to expect for tonight. He smiled and said, "A nice quiet dinner and drinks, the real fun starts tomorrow." Brian showed us around our villa. There was a living room, a kitchenette, a bathroom, and two bedroom suites that adjoined. He led us to the larger bedroom where we found a closet and dresser full of clothes. Shorts and a hawiian shirt were on the bed next to a short flowered sun dress which he asked us to change into. Brian told Debbie he hoped to see her tomorrow afternoon, smiled and left.
We freshened up, changed into the clothes and were happy to discover they fit perfectly. We noticed that the room contained no underwear. Debbie looked great in the short dress which was low cut but not too revealing. We sat on the deck that could be accessed from both our bedroom and the kitchen room and enjoyed the view of the beach while enjoying a cocktail before we headed to dinner.
We were seated across from Ron and Ashley. Name cards on the table marked our seats. Our hostess greeted us and while wine was poured she invited us to enjoy a casual meal and get to know each other. We were invited to walk around the resort after dinner, but were urged to retire early to get good nights sleep,
We also met Bob and Vickie, a couple in their late thirties as well as Rhonda and Jim, a couple in their early forties. Everyone was curious about the vacation, the resort, and what to expect. No one had ever been to an adult resort or nude beach. We all led pretty quiet normal middle class lives.
About 9:30 we headed back to our villa. We were joined by Bob and Vickie who suggested a walk on the beach. We kicked off our sandals and enjoyed the warm night air and sea breeze. The resort had about 20 villas, the main building where we had dinner, and several smaller buildings whose appearance did not explain the purpose. The pool was very large with a swim up bar at either end. I considered a swim but feeling a bit tired I suggested we call it a night. I was feeling hornier than usual and wanted to get Debbie back to the room.
We parted company with Bob and Vickie. When we hugged goodbye Vickie held me tight. I began to feel aroused as her braless small breasts pressed against my chest. I was more excited that I should have been from a mere hug. She lingered, which I didn't mind and I noticed that Debbie was doing the same with Bob. We entered the villa from the deck and entered the bedroom. I spied our night clothes laid out on the bed, a pair of boxers for me and a short night shirt for Deb. Debbie used the bathroom and changed. She looked sexy as hell when she came out. I went in the bathroom to take care of business and change as well.
I joined Debbie in bed. There was no TV so we talked about the events of the day.
I said, "Well it seems pretty normal so far. Everyone we've met is down to earth. I wonder when the freaks will come out?"
Debbie was lying on her side facing me. The night shirt was resting high on her thighs and I noticed her nipples poking at the sheer fabric.
I asked, "I don't know if it's the drinks, the weather, or being stress free but I feel funny. What about you?"
"I feel horny if that's what you mean." She rolled over closer to kiss me.
Our tongues swirled briefly and when we broke off the kiss I said, "I do to but when I hugged Vicki it felt, I don't know, more exciting than it should have."
"I guess I felt the same way with Bob. I think it's the tropical weather. No winter and no work."
She kissed me again, tracing her index finger down my arm and onto my thigh. We continued to kiss my lips moving to her ear lobe and neck. Deb grabbed my dick through the material of the boxers. My cock started getting really hard. She kissed and played with my dick as I moved my lips down to her chest. My hand moved to caress her tits. Debbie dropper her head to my groin and started sucking on by dick through the boxers.
My cock was rock hard and soon it was pushing out of slit in the boxers. Debbie took my dick into her mouth and slowly started to move up and down the shaft. She felt great; my whole body was shivered with excitement when she pushed me on my back with one hand while squeezing my balls with the other. After several minutes Debbie slid her mouth up the shaft and lifted her mouth off my cock.
She looked at me with her brown eyes sparkling with lust then said, "I want to fuck you."
I thought about the few times I said that to her and got a withering look before she reminded me that we "made love". I decided to shut up and go with the moment.
Deb roughly pulled boxers off and stradled me. She grabbed my cock and pointed it toward her pussy. I could see the moisture that coated her labia as she aimed the tip of my cock at her waiting hole. I moaned as my glans made contact and was enveloped by her womanhood. She slid down onto my pole quickly. I convulsed as our groins met. She felt amazing.
