Sweet Sister Ch. 20 – Happy Holidays
A coach was waiting at the airport to take us to the villa complex. It was the first time us girls had gone on one of these holidays and were very excited by the prospect. The complex hosted Hedonist Holidays where open minded families and couples could enjoy .. er .. similar activites.
The staff too were trained to cater for the guests' every whim and fancy and 'special' facilities were available for even the most outlandish requests.
When we entered the complex it could have been any normal resort. The male staff wore tropical style white uniform and the female staff short skirts and white blouses. A short stocky gentleman with plenty of gold braid on his shoulder greeted us and got Daddy and Uncle Jim to register.
[Ooops I didn't explain – it's me, Sam, taken over the writing again. May or even April will be back when I get pissed off with it again.]
Our bags were taken to our villa by a team of bell boys and we all trooped after them to see our new home for the next two weeks.
It was very impressive with stone floors and lots of dark wood everywhere. The bathrooms were large with open wet rooms, spa baths and enormous stone washbasins. Us girls shared a room at our own request, Alan was on his own (for now!) and so was Daddy. Uncle Jim and Aunt Polly shared, naturally, and Aunty June had another.
After a freshen up we all met down at the pool bar us in bikinis, the boys in swim shorts and tees and Aunt Polly and Aunty June elected to wear the sarongs provided by the complex, tied in knots covering their breasts. There were other people around in various states of dress or undress. Some of the women sat in the seating areas, topless, enjoying cocktails and chatting to their friends. There were other youngsters of around our ages most of whom wore swimming costumes as they crashed in and played in the pool.
We sat around a large table and waited for our drinks to arrive. Alan kept looking over at a black woman sat at the next table with her family. She wore her sarong around her waist and was leaning forward at the table so that her large breasts rested on it. Between them she had a tall drink with lots of greenery in it and was sucking the liquid up through a straw. Not surprisingly it wasn't long before she noticed Alan staring and turned to him and smiled. At the same time she placed her hands either side of her large tits and drew them up and down the glass.
Alan's jaw dropped open and a bulge appeared in his swim shorts.
"Alan," I snapped, "stop staring will you. You look like you've never seen tits before."
"I haven't seen black ones before, except on National Geographic, and not ones with nipples that size." He snottily retorted.
I had to admit that the nipples did resemble two small boys' willies and the action she was performing on her glass had the old familiar feeling stirring between my legs.
She got up and came over to us. "Hello all." She began. "My name's Reanna, that's my husband, Will, over there and my two children Roxanne and Gilbert. "You just arrived?"
We all introduced ourselves to her and Alan introduced himself to her breasts.
"I have to say you have a fine boy here." She continued looking Alan up and down, then fixing on his extended crotch. "Do you mind if I ..?"
Without finishing she sat next to Alan and reached out to brazenly squeeze his erection through his shorts.
"Please be our guest," Smiled Daddy, "and Alan, I'm sure will be delighted."
We all sat speechless as Reanna pulled Alan's shorts down at the front and lifted out his now fully erect cock and balls. She weight his balls in one hand while she stroked his cock up and down a few times as if fascinated. Then she smiled and knelt in front of him and pulled his shorts clean off with Alan helping by lifting his bum off the seat. From the table she reached for the olive oil from the cruet and poured a cupful into her hand before letting it drip from her palm onto Alan's prick.
Alan gasped as Reanna's hand smoothed in the oil all over his cock and into his bald nut sack. When she felt that it was slick enough she wrapped her ample breasts around his stiffness and started a steady up and down motion.
"Oooh baby boy," she cooed, "what a lovely cock you have. Reanna's going to make you have a lovely cum all over her boobs."
Reanna's long nipples rubbed hard against Alan's tummy as she pumped her tits up and down his slippery cock. She dropped her chin to her chest and let the tip of Alan's cock slip into her mouth on the down-stroke. Alan tried to thrust up against her but she held him firmly across the thighs making movement almost impossible: Reanna was in charge.
We all watched mesmerised as she took Alan closer and closer to orgasm, then when it was almost too late eased back slowed and started again. Three or four times she managed the trip until Alan could stand no more.
"Oh my god, oh my god … I'm going to cum … Reanna, I'm going to shoot." He gasped.
"That's my good boy, make Reanna's tits all wet with your lovely cum. Shoot your lovely white cum all over my black tits. Mmmm what a perfect contrast. Come on Alan, shoot for Reanna." She encouraged.
"Yess, Reannnnnnnnnaaaaa …. Nnnnnrgggh ………….. nrrrrrggghhh." Alan groaned with every stream of cum.
His first spurt splattered against the bottom of her chin and cascaded down over her lovely big breasts. Leaning back a little she took the second, third, forth and fifth directly over her large mammaries using her hand to rub it in.
"Mmmmm … mmmmm .. yes, ooooh yes … wet my titties, Alan. I love boy cum all over my tits. Look how shiny they all are." She enthused rubbing a big dollop into each of her extended nipples.
After squeezing every last drop from the end of Alan's knob she stood and thanked us all for our indulgence. She went back to her table clasping her two jiggling breasts up like trophies to show her family.
May, April, Alan and I just looked at each other incredulous of what had just happened. The others just laughed.
"That's what Hedonist Holidays are all about, Sam," chucked Aunt Polly, "just good wholesome fun. Now time to eat, have a look at the menu girls and boys." She was still grinning at looked at us expectantly.
I picked up the menu from the table and looked at the fare: My eyes stood out on stalks. On one side of the menu there was "Lunches" with standard and local light meals like steak sandwiches and chips, Nasi Goreng, etc. On the other side was "Side Orders". These were all together different and looked something like this:
1. Digital Stimulation
2. Nipple Massage
3. Oral
3a BJ Male
3b BJ Female
3c Cunnilingus Male
3d Cunnilingus Female
"Didn't you look at the room service menu, guys," Asked Aunty June. "There is similar stuff there but a bit more varied." She laughed.
"Wow," cut in April, "Mummy, can I have the Club Sandwich and a side order of "Masturbation With Toy, Female, with Lubricant?"
"Oooh, I was going to have that." Pouted May. "Alright then, I'll have the Cheese Toastie with Digital Stimulation."
We all laughed and the others chose similar items from the menu. We were still laughing when the waiter came over for our order.
"Are we ready to order?" He asked with pad at the ready.
He went around the table confirming the orders as he went. "Digital Stimulation." He repeated. "How would you like your fingers Miss, thick or thin, one, two three or four fingers?"
This was service to a new level for us. We all eventually confirmed the details of our orders and had another round of drinks. We chatted nervously until the order arrived with an entourage of male and female waiting staff ready to fulfil our wishes. The food was first set out in front of us and then the waiters and waitresses arranged themselves between us per our instructions.
May spread her legs to a rather handsome waiter her helped her undo the ties on her bikini bottoms before kneeling between her thighs. Wasting no time he started to rub a finger up and down her smooth and already damp slit. She settled her feet on the carefully designed foot-rests attached to the table tipping her pussy upwards. She moaned sensually as the waiter inserted a finger into her now wet hole.
A beautiful dark skinned waitress settled in front of April's upturned pussy and started to rub a long red dildo along her slit. Before long the corkscrewed toy was slipping in and out of her slopping hole while her club sandwich rested on the table with only one bite out of it.
Except for Alan, who decided to rest this one out, Daddy and Uncle Jim had chosen a hand job each as they were hungry and didn't think they'd manage anything else and eat too. Two waitresses donned specially designed gel gloves, pre-lubricated, and started to stoke their semi-erect cocks.
Specially designed kneeling chairs were brought for Aunt Polly, Aunty June and myself who had all elected to have Cunnilingus Female. The waitresses lay on their backs with their heads on the rests between our legs giving them easy access to our dripping pussies. I gasped delighted as a soft tongue brushed from my anus to my clit in one smooth lick.
