"Ah it feels so good to get out of that house and on the road you guys"
All five of the girls laugh as they agree. It was their big adventure after high school. Their once in a lifetime, at least to them, let their hair down and have fun. The five girls were all from very rich families. Their parents ranged from politicians to producers and lawyers. They had gotten dubious permission from their parents letting them take this month before their college prep to unwind and have some 'girl' time.
As a whole, they all agreed that heading somewhere warm and southern would be a big change from their usual hang outs in the New England states. They felt completely constrained by knowing that their parents had their fingers in and eyes on everything they did at all times. Throwing caution to the wind they drove like crazy in Scarlet's Yukon down the interstate trying to get to South Carolina and the beaches.
Pulling into the resort they had booked their rooms in, all the girls grinned sleepily as they hurry to check in and get a much wanted and needed shower before calling it an early night. As the girls head to their rooms, Scarlet notices Tasha and Syerra sneak into Tasha's room giggling. Leaning out a little more as the door slowly closes, she sees Syerra pulling Tasha's shirt up and grabbing her breasts and pulling her close just as her view gets cut off. She can't help but hear Syerra's words as the door shuts.
"Come to mama you dirty little slut. I've been dying to get into you this whole trip."
Feeling flushed and flustered by her friends seeming interest in one another, Scarlet heads into her room and quickly runs a hot bath to relax. Taking her clothes off and climbing into the deep tub, she turns the jets on and lets them soothe her sore body. As she lays there, the image of what she saw and heard keeps playing in her mind over and over. Almost of their own accord, her hands slowly slide over her body. Gasping a little as she plays with her full breasts and nipples, she shifts and gasps as one of the jets shoots directly onto her pussy.
With her eyes squeezed tightly shut, Scarlet can't help but let her body take over. The pulse of the jets on her sensitive throbbing pussy combined with her fingers teasing her hard throbbing nipples is too much.
"Oh god yes... Oh fuck..."
With a groan and whimper, she loses control as her body convulses into a series of orgasms. The feel of the water closing over her head brings her back to reality to an extent as she stops and pulls herself up and drapes over the edge of the tub. Her full breasts hanging down and dripping water off her nipples to the floor. Shivering a little with reaction, Scarlet quickly cleans off and steps out of the tub and slips her nightie on. Feeling both relaxed and a little nervous she crawls into bed. The feeling of being free making her a little giddy at the prospect of everything they could do while out from their parents control.
In Tasha's room the sound of the two girls is vastly different than what their friends would expect. Soft spoken Syerra and wild Tasha were showing nothing of what they were like outside closed doors. With a very pouty look on her face, Syerra lightly slaps Tasha on the face as she pushes her to the floor.
"I saw you staring at Scarlet's big tits this whole time Tasha. I think you owe your master an apology for being such a disrespecting little tramp."
"I'm sorry Mistress, I didn't mean to look. Her tits are just so perfect that it's very hard not to feel my eyes wander to them."
With a jerk, Syerra pushes Tasha forward and slaps her ass hard. Stalking over to Tasha's suitcase, Syerra yanks out a collar and leash and quickly puts them on Tasha. Her eyes glaring as she cinches it tight.
"Now then little slut, I think you need to make it up to me and by proxy Scarlet. You know she isn't into girls, and yet you degraded her by staring at her tits with those dirty lustful eyes."
Crying out a little, Tasha crawls over and kisses Syerra's foot.
"I'm sorry Mistress, I never meant to degrade her in any way. She is our friend, and you are the only one for me. How can I make it up to you Mistress?"
Smiling sweetly as she gently cups and kisses Tasha's teary face; Syerra swats her cheek with a light slap. Slowly hiking up her skirt, she shows her naked bald pussy to Tasha's eager eyes. The sound of Tasha's breathing becoming ragged as she stares at her Mistresses smooth pussy audible in the quiet room.
"I think you can find a way to make her, as she nods at her little pussy and me quite happy my little play toy."
With a shuddering gasp Tasha moves forward pressing her lips to the inside of Syerra's thighs. Knowing she isn't allowed to touch unless told to, she keeps her lips and tongue slowly moving up. Hoping she isn't stopped before being able to taste Syerra once again. The sounds in the room completely blocked by the insulated walls and well built door. No one outside the room would ever guess at the ways Tasha's petite body was being used and abused. Nor would they know how much she loved and craved for it every time it happened.
Groaning and rubbing her eyes, Scarlet slowly crawls her way out of the luxurious bed. Looking over she sees her phone flashing. Picking it up she realizes it's almost noon. As she opens the text she gets a little peevish at the message. She can't stay mad though as it was her own fault, but she is still annoyed that they left without her. It was supposed to be all of them playing the female musketeers. Hadn't they all agreed that it was one for all and all for fun while here? Oh well, she would just have to hurry and figure out where they were at.
Grabbing a quick shower, she can't help but feel like she is roughing it. The shower was so much smaller than her one at home. Hurrying up Scarlet gets herself ready to 'wow the world' as she was fond of telling her friends. This was her big chance to show everyone that she had what it took to turn heads and prove she was a woman. Grabbing some of the items she'd had a friend buy her secretly she puts her finishing touches on. The little bit of rouge on her nipples to darken the color of them. She had always been very happy that her areolas and nipples were so large. She always got a heady sense of superiority when her friends compared theirs to hers.
"Ok now to get that bloody dress wiggled into place..."
What followed would have made most exotic dancers stop and stare and want to take notes. The dress was anything but easy to get into. It was designed to accentuate her curves. It however was not designed to make doing so easy. It did have a hidden zipper in it. She learned the hard way that she couldn't get it up on her own with her body type. She simply couldn't hold her curves in place to get the damned thing up. So she took to zipping it up and wiggling her way into it.
"Oh thank god, finally... Damned thing is not designed for women with curves. Stupid flat chested, skinny hipped bitches must have thought this thing up."
Her thoughts very dark at the idea that someone with no figure probably designed it. Moving back to the mirror she gets her hair ready and puts her make up on. The final touch the deep red lipstick that matched her dress perfectly. She was proud of the fact that she had found a dress, shoes, bracelet, earrings and lipstick all the same exact color. A red so deep it was nearly black unless the sun hit it. Then it showed it's true color to the world. She found it a perfect match to her pale skin and deep copper hair. Turning and twisting she looks at herself a few more times, then blows a kiss at the mirror and heads out the door to find her friends.
