Crystal And Lisha: On Vacation

I told her to go for it. I saw her engage in an animated discussion in the back, through the little kitchen window. I saw him nod. I quickly called Lisha.

"Hon, you are about to pay for your meal. Get presentable!" I barked. Then, I thought of something that I thought would be fun for her. "Take off your top. Place in on the ground. Let him see those beautiful titties when you suck his cock," I hissed. I was getting hot too, it was building furiously.

I saw Marcos walk out the front. I giggled when I pictured him meeting a topless Lisha. Rosalie kept me company the whole time. We had a hand on each other's knees and occasionally stroked each other even higher. It was just a tease for later though.

"Wow, I can't believe you can just make her suck somebody's cock like that," she said in awe.

"Oh, that's the least of it," I bragged. "She loves cock, loves it. She really loves it when it's rough and/or humiliating. It is my challenge to make it so."

Rosalie smiled, gazing deep into my eyes. "You are so fucking hot I could crawl under the table right now and stick my tongue so far up your pussy we wouldn't find it without a search party!"

"Um, wow," I giggled. "Hold that thought."

We saw Marcos come in, panting. He was retying his apron. Rosalie giggled. "That girl must be good," she said, "I think I even see a hint of a smile from him."

We bid our farewells with a light kiss on the lips. I made sure Lish kissed her too. Rosalie liked that.

We got back to our room. I told Lish that Rosalie was coming over the next night. She acted disappointed. I knew she wouldn't be when the time came, however, she was going to be able to make her own choice, if everything went right.

The next morning I saw Lisha walk out of our room carefully, since her new outfit covered very little. I allowed her to wear the panties when she was outside, between rooms. But the rule was, in the room, if there was no one in it, or, if a man, or men were in it, she had to be pantiless.

I drank coffee by the pool as Lish did her duties. I was hoping that the maid thing would be exciting for her, I didn't want it to be just drudgery. We weren't disappointed. I saw her move from room to room. When she got to Jeff and Todd's room I saw her slip her panties off and go inside. I knew they were inside, I'd seen them leave the pool just as her cart pulled to the next room. I knew they wanted a show. Today, I'm sure they'd get a good one. I called her on the phone.

She squeaked out a hello. "Hi honey," I said evilly. "I'm invoking our, "can't say no," rule.

I heard her groan. Our can't say no game is just that. If someone asks for something, she can't say no. If they want to touch, she has to allow, if they want more, she has to do it. Everything, short of personal danger or injury.

"Ma'am!" She squealed.

"Hush, I know you dig it," I said as I hung up.

She finally got back to the room about an hour later, she'd finished her duties.

"Hank is ready for the inspection tour," she said sarcastically, "are you coming too?"

I said, "no, but I made a deal with him, to help cover his expenses for our stay. Put this on." I said. I tossed her a short, white terry cloth robe.

"Yes, just that. When you get into each room to be inspected I want you to take it off. He is going to inspect everything," I said with emphasis. "I want you to be naked for him so that if he needs to punish you, clothes won't get in the way."

"Oh god, ma'am," she choked.

"Get to it," I said. "Hopefully you did a good job or I told him to go ahead and blister that ass."

I saw a flash of both fear and excitement at that thought. She can't hide anything from me, I know what drives her.

She returned shortly after. She was rubbing her backside. I checked it out, handprints, but no belt marks.

"I'm sorry, mistress," she giggled. "I guess I suck at cleaning toilets."

We both knew she did it on purpose. "Tell me about Jeff and Todd today," I urged. "Anything happen?"

"Oh god," she groaned. "You mean did they see your slut's tits, pussy and ass? Hell yes they got all they could possibly see, I'm sure. I bent over so much and once, I had to clean under the bed and my ass was just out there, bare for them. How they didn't just mount me there I have no idea."

"You wanted that?" I asked. I knew she did, I just find her humiliation arousing when she's confronted with admitting it.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm so fucking horny. I haven't been fucked in weeks, since before you guys got married. The blowjobs are great, and I mean great. I want more of them, but my pussy needs cock so badly now it hurts."

"You think it hurts now, wait," I giggled. "Oh, right," I said, "You want it to hurt."

She blushed and nodded with embarrassment. I asked her about the "can't say no" game.

"Yes ma'am, I was going to tell you. I knew I was driving them crazy, I caught glimpses of them, I think their cocks were hard. I thought that any minute they'd be trying to touch me, or ask me for something. I knew I couldn't say no, it was driving me crazy. But, in the end, I think they were afraid. But, they did ask me to come over later, they said they were going to order a pizza and have some beer. It's their last night here, they are heading home tomorrow morning."

"And you said?" I wondered.

"I said yes, of course," she grinned shyly. "I can't say no, right?"

"Did Hank enjoy your nakedness?" I asked.

"You know he did, ma'am. He took pictures of me. He said you were ok with it."

I nodded. "He needs some way to justify the cost of letting us stay here, I don't see why he shouldn't see my slut naked whenever he wants. In fact, the rest of the week, when you are around him, you are to be naked.

She blushed and softly said, "yes, ma'am."

I could see this working out well for both of us. I had some ideas, I was going to see where they'd lead.

We spent the next couple hours in each other's arms. We kissed, we petted, we teased each other with our tongues. We were both on fire but we were resisting the temptation to go further, we knew we'd need our energies later.

Rosalie showed up with a bottle of wine and a huge grin. She had on a short, flowery skirt and a sexy peasant top. I could see Lisha eyeing her, both with lust and suspicion. I know in her heart she fears losing me. I try, but I doubt I can ever convey to her how unlikely that is ever to happen. We went outside to the pool and drank some wine. Rosalie liked asking Lisha probing questions. I could see Rosalie was no fool. She was going to see if she could have Lisha as well.

"So Crystal tells you things to do and you just do them?" Rosalie asked, the wine starting to affect all of our tongues.

"Yesss," Lisha said submissively. "She knows my desires, she knows what I need, and mostly, she knows me, and loves me for it."

"That's cool," Rosalie said while watching my expression of love and pride. "I have to say, you two are the coolest, yet hottest chicks ever," she giggled.

We raised a glass to that and drank. We were starting to feel good. I could see the door to Jeff and Todd's room was open, there was music playing. It looked like they had company, it looked like a couple of their friends showed up. I could see Lisha nervously watching them.

Lisha and I have this, "can't say no," game." I said out of the blue. I wanted to get the ball rolling. I saw Lisha blush. I explained the game to Rosalie.

"Wow, so during the game, if someone asks you to do anything, you'd do it?" She said with obvious interest.

Lisha nodded, her face red with shame.

"Are you playing now?" Rosalie asked.

Lisha looked at me. I nodded. "Yes, I think we can start the game now."

I wondered what Rosalie had in mind. She said. "I've wanted to see those big beautiful tits of yours since I saw you. Can you take them out and show me, please?"

I grinned. "You don't have to ask her. It's the rule. Tell her," I instructed.

Rosalie smiled. "Take your tits out for me Lisha, let me see them."

Lisha looked around carefully, then she undid the top of her halter. Her tits spilled out in glorious fashion. Rosalie inhaled sharply.

"Nice," she hissed.

"Awesome, aren't they?" I beamed.

"Incredible," Rosalie said, her eyes fixated on them. "I'd love to see yours too," she giggled while looking at me.

"I'm sure you will," I grinned. "But she's the one playing the game now, not me. She's already said yes to going to those guy's rooms," I said, motioning towards the noisy room."

"Oh man," Rosalie said. "That could only turn out bad."

Lisha interpreted that as a questioning of my game and jumped to my defense. "No, it would turn out like it should, a little slut like me getting my pussy used hard, like I deserve, nothing more, nothing less."

Rosalie held up her hands. "Lisha, I didn't mean bad as in bad, I mean, bad as in good....oh man."

I calmed them down with a laugh. "It's ok you two, we all get it."

Rosalie's gaze was still on Lish's exposed tits. I could see her thinking. "Feel free to act on your thoughts, baby," I cooed to Rosalie.

"Wow, ok," she said excitedly. I could see she had a natural tendency to enjoy the control.

"Give me your top," she hissed at Lisha. Lisha handed it over with embarrassment. "You won't be getting this back any time soon," she warned. Lisha slumped back in her chair defeatedly.

"Pull your shorts down," Rosalie said lustily, she was getting into it now. "...and the panties, if you are wearing any."

Lisha looked at me helplessly. I shrugged. "It's a can't say no thing," I chuckled.

She did as she was told. Her tits and her pussy were on display for both of us. She was beautiful, silhouetted in the moonlight. She was shivering, even though it was a warm night.

"God, she's got tasty looking nipples," Rosalie smiled.

She reached out and tugged on them, gently at first. Lisha gasped. Rosalie figured out the effect she had on her quickly. She tugged them harder. Lisha's head fell back and her mouth opened. "Oh, you like that do you?" Rosalie laughed. Lisha's face reddened but she didn't deny it.

"You are right, she really is a wonderfully submissive slut," Rosalie said with some awe.

"You have no idea," I giggled. "I'll show you something. Lisha, go down to the office and ask Hank to keep an eye on room 7 tonight."

Lisha's eyes shot open. I just coolly said, "Yes, like that." I motioned to her naked body. Her shoulders slumped. We watched her dart from shadow to shadow as she made her way stealthily to the office.

Rosalie was shocked and impressed. "That is so fucking cool," she murmured. "Will she fuck him?" She wondered.

"I'm not sure what Hank will do, he's kind of old, he's had the chance many times, but, it's more about the humiliation of me having her show up like that that turns her on."

We saw Lisha dart back and forth as she made her way back to us. She was panting. Her face had a wonderfully crimson glow.

"He said to thank you, ma'am," Lisha huffed. "He said he'd make sure those boys don't get too wild tonight."

I grinned. It was time to act. We were all more than a little worked up at this point. I couldn't take my eyes off of Rosalie's heaving breasts, I had to have them, and soon.

I had a rapt audience. "Lisha, you know Rosalie and I are going back to the room." I saw Lisha nod with some regret. "But, I am offering you a choice. You can come with us. Spend the night with us, pleasing us, getting pleased by us. Again, the "can't say no" game is still on, but this is the only instance I'll offer you this choice." I could see two eager faces waiting for the other choice.

"So, you can come with us and spend the night with us, or, you can do as you promised and go to Jeff and Todd's room. You are fully aware that the "can't say no" rule is still in effect.

I saw Lish's eyes light up with lustful panic. Rosalie's mouth opened in a wide "O". I knew what she wanted Lisha to do. Hell, she was still ogling her bare tits. She'd never had someone like Lish, that I was sure of. I already knew the answer though.

"I need to go to their room," Lisha said, to Rosalie's shock. "I promised them I would. I can't just tease them without allowing them a chance for more."

I smiled. I already knew what she would do. I just wanted to embarrass her a bit more.

"So, you'll pass on this," I said, gesturing to Rosalie, then me. "To go and get fucked, no doubt, by more than one cock, by the looks of it."

Lisha eyed their open door with a lustful stare. "Yes ma'am, you made me say yes."

I said, "Ok, it's time. " I told Lisha to go back to our room and put on her maid's outfit. I thought it would be appropriate from all the teasing.

I let Lisha wear the frilly panties, just to get her across the parking lot. I knew they wouldn't last long anyway. I told Rosalie to escort her over there, I gave her some last second instructions. I knew she'd get a kick out of it.

They walked away, my next lover leading my slut, the love of my life to a den of cocks. I readied myself for Rosalie, I couldn't get her tanned, toned skin and the swell of her bosom out of my mind. I couldn't believe I was going to have those in my hands in a minute.

Rosalie returned about fifteen minutes later. I had on just my nightie. It was see through. She liked what she saw, she groaned. We kissed passionately. She pulled back.

"Fuck," she panted. "I just took her over there by the arm. When I got there, there were four guys in the room. They just hooted us. I wanted to stay and see just a bit, I hope you don't mind." I nodded, no, with a smile. She continued. "They couldn't believe she showed up like that. They were hitting on me, as well, I made sure I stayed in the doorway, I needed a chance to escape, if necessary. The were ogling her something fierce, they were grabbing at her ass through those panties. I could see her tits clearly each time she moved away, you didn't leave any chance of that not happening," she giggled. "So, the music was playing and one guy asked her to dance and she couldn't say no so she danced with him. It turned into a bump and grind. The other guys were cheering, I'm sure you heard it. I saw Lisha look at me. It seemed like she wanted something from me and I realized what it was. She wanted me to get it going. You are so right about her, she was begging me to open the floodgates. I gave her what she wanted. I told the guys, "feel free to ask her what you want." "They started to take her up on that. First, someone asked her if they could see her tits. I swear I saw a trance come over her. She seemed mesmerized by having to do it. They were whooping it up when her tits were out in the open. They started touching her. They had circled around her and were dancing with her, feeling her big titties. I was getting horny watching it but I also knew I'd better get out of there myself. I stepped outside and told Jeff what you told me. I said, "every twenty minutes you call us on her phone. If we don't hear from you you'll have Hank, and the police come crashing into your room soon after. Every twenty minutes. Put her on the phone so we can hear her."



"just before the door closed I said, "make sure you tell her everything you want her to do, ask her about being tied up," like you told me. Man, I swear they are going to tear that pussy up."

I smiled. "And she wouldn't have it any other way." We'd given Lisha the code word, flamingo. If she used it on the phone we'd know she was in trouble. If we didn't hear it we'd know she was ok and enjoying herself.

Rosalie was on fire. She pushed me to the edge of the bed. I sat on the edge. She was on her knees in front of me. She pushed my nightie up over my hips. She ran her hands lovingly up the outside of my legs at first, then, slowly, carefully she traced her fingers up my inner thighs. I shuddered when she neared my dripping pussy. She quickly replaced her hands with her tongue. Again, she teased me, she slid up my inner thighs and stopped just before she reached my pussy. I groaned. God, this girl was good.

She lifted my nightie over my head, leaving me nude in front of her. I felt vulnerable since she was clothed. I think she liked it that way. She pushed me back onto the bed. She held my hands over my head while she kissed me with an urgency. She took her other hand and lovingly massaged and played with my tits. She tweaked my nipples in just the way I like and I moaned with each twist. She started to grind her hips into me. I had to have her, I was in a fog of lust.

"Take off your clothes," I begged. She laughed. With Lisha my commands come across with authority, with her, it was just begging. She smiled. She teased and tormented me more, her tongue had a mind of its own in my mouth, she was good at this.

The first call came. "Hey, it's Todd, here's Lisha."

"Hi ma'am," Lisha grunted.

"Having fun?" I asked while Rosalie kept tormenting me with her tongue and fingers.

"Yes...uh...ma'am...uh...uh..." she panted.

"Tell me what is happening to you," I said.

"They are playing a game with me right now," she grunted. "Stupid... Rosalie..told them to ask about...being...tied up. So now I'm on my knees with my tits out. They...wondered....ow...ow...ow..." she moaned as I heard slapping sounds. "They wondered what I liked when I was tied up," she said hurriedly. She whispered, "since I can't say no, I had to tell them I like being spanked. I may have also told them I like my tits spanked to and..ow..ow....ow....my god...they are taking advantage of that. They told me there were going to make me a cock piñata."

"Have fun dear, it sounds like you are busy, I'll talk to you in twenty minutes," I gasped as Rosalie's tongue found a particularly sensitive spot.

Finally, she let me slip off her top. Her tits were glorious, as I'd suspected. Firm, soft. They were exquisite. I suckled on them. I had her squirming. I was glad I could get the same reaction she got from me. Finally, I got her to shimmy out of her skirt, then her panties. She pushed me back on the bed, she held my hands over me again. She was taking me. I was begging her to let me touch her, lick her, please her. Finally, she crawled over me. Her bare pussy was hovering over me. She playfully slid her pussy up one leg, then down the other. I was creaming myself. All the while she held my hands so that I couldn't touch her, it was excruciating torture. Finally, she was straddling me, her hot pussy was on my chest. She was looking down at me and smiling. "Do you want my pussy?" She asked. I nearly screamed that I did. "Beg for it," she panted.

"Oh god, Rosalie, let me have that pussy, let me lick you, eat you, I want you so bad," I moaned.

She responded by grinding her pussy into me even more.

"Please baby, let me please you, let me taste you," I cried.

She finally relented. She released my hands. I immediately put my hands on her hips and urged her upwards. She knew what I wanted. She positioned herself above me. I could smell her sex, her wonderful scent. I pushed my nose into her. I felt her moan. Her pussy was drenched, as was mine. I attacked her with a lustful passion. She'd built me up into this fever, now she was going to reap the rewards. I tongued her while she moaned. I pinched her perfect nipples as I did so, which caused her to squirm uncontrollably. She was riding my face now, she was thrusting and grinding on my face. I concentrated on her clit. She moaned loudly. I knew she was close. I reached around her and slid a finger into her tight ass. She bucked back into it instinctively. Soon she had a rhythm she wanted. She grinded down across my face then back into my waiting finger. She was muttering incoherently in Spanish. I'm thinking it was something good. Suddenly she let out a low guttural moan and I knew she was cumming. She screamed and bucked and grinded my face the whole time.