Dream Vacation Pt. 02

"But actually, the answer is yes, the orgasm on the boat was for real. Every once in a while it feels good enough to put me over the edge, and I happen to really like doing it out in the open and making noise. Orgasms are kind of a little bonus in this business. Last night with you and Candi, though, was an act. I didn't fake it to be dishonest or to fool you, but because I thought it would give you pleasure and enhance your experience.

"Do I find you attractive? Yes, as it happens I do, but I would perform the same service for someone I didn't. I like you, because you're a nice guy and you treat me with respect and not like a cheap whore. I'm happy to give you my best work because I sense you'll appreciate it. But really, what you have to understand about this relationship is that it's all about you. Whether I get off is irrelevant in this case. You paid for a sexual companion, and it's my job to satisfy your needs. I like doing this. My reward isn't in the orgasms, it's in the paycheck and the knowledge of a job well done. If you go home at the end of the week with happy memories and something new to think about when you're alone at night, then I've done well. I hope that doesn't kill it for you, but I get the idea that when you ask someone to be honest you really want them to, even if it's not what you want to hear."

I smiled at her. "Actually, I'm happy to hear it. What turns me on the most is a woman who wants to have sex, you know? So if you like your work and take pride in it, that's good enough for me. Still, if you can give me any advice on how to please my wife, I'd love to hear it."

"You really want my advice? Just stop thinking about her for a week. Indulge yourself, live some fantasies, and be selfish in bed while you're here. Let me take care of you and give you what you need. Enjoy your vacation. For this week, you're a bachelor again."

I shrugged. "I can try that."

"Good," Trina said, and gave me a kiss. "Now, I think you need a night of pure self-absorption. We'll go back to the resort and pick out a pretty girl with talented hands who can give you the rubdown of your life, and then she and I can put on a private show just for your pleasure. And if you want to finish it with your cock inside one of us... that's up to you."

* * * * *

Trina and I walked arm-in-arm into the lobby, where Samantha greeted us. "Good evening, Xavier! I trust you've had a pleasant afternoon?"

I indicated Trina. "How could I not?" I asked.

Trina giggled, and kissed me on the cheek while Samantha beamed at us. "Wonderful! And I hope you'll have an even more pleasant evening. Dinner is about to be served and of course you will have the opportunity of choosing your second companion for the evening."

"Actually, I've just decided to let Trina choose," I said. "She hasn't steered me wrong so far."

"Splendid! Well, you'll probably want to change out of those wet things, so I'll make sure your place at the table is held for you. Oh, and don't forget, we've invited some ladies from our sister resorts to entertain tomorrow night, so I hope you'll be around to join us in the lounge for the event."

Trina and I rode the elevator up to my room, and when the doors closed she made a point of putting her tongue down my throat and deep-kissing me until they opened at the top. We went into my room and undressed quickly, showered together, and dressed again. Of course we made out in the shower a bit and soaped each other up, but we were in too much of a hurry to do much more.

She dressed in a lacy black bra over which she threw a sheer red shirt, a short and tight black skirt, and black open-toed heels. Her hair she let go free, and her lips she colored red. I went with a black shirt left unbuttoned and a pair of long shorts. We kissed again in the elevator on the way down to the lobby, and emerged hungry for more than dinner.

The dining room was mostly full, not only with the other guests and their companions but also with the remaining ladies from whom I could choose. I noticed that Brad and his escort were absent, but everyone else was there. Ted and Jean, it seemed, had taken Candi in as a second companion, and she winked at me as I sat down with Trina.

"You really want me to choose?" Trina asked as we got comfortable.

"Of course," I said. "You certainly picked a winner in Candi."

"That I did," she smiled. "All right then, I'll see who's available and find you a fine woman." She took a sip of her drink. "You heard what Samantha said about entertainers?"

"Yeah, what's that about?"

"Well, it's really very exciting. We work with a number of other similar resorts, and together we have a team of exotic dancers who make the rounds of the islands and perform for our guests. Not only are they allowed to go a little further than they could in a club back in the States, but you can actually choose one of them for your second companion."

"I really should have read the brochure more closely," I said, grinning.

"So, if you're up for it, we can make plans tomorrow night to see the show. You can enjoy some lapdancing and a little hanky-panky, and then we can pick someone to go up to our room and spend the night. Haven't you ever gone to a strip club and wanted to take one of the girls home with you? Now you can."

"Sounds like a dream come true. So... who did you have in mind for tonight?"

Trina looked thoughtfully around the room. The tables were full with the guests and their companions, and the "extra" girls wandered around and struck up conversations with those who didn't have a second. I guessed that they were probably drumming up business, as those who purchased a regular package could choose to drop some extra dough on a second companion for a single night. Since I had known that this vacation was a one-shot deal for me, I had chosen the premium package, and the more I learned about it the happier I was with my decision.

"There," Trina said, pointing discreetly. "The blonde woman in the red sequins. Her name is Katiana. She's the one you want."

I saw the woman Trina indicated and had to agree. She was wonderfully exotic, with her long blonde hair and Asian features. Her eyes had the classic almond shape and her skin was like golden porcelain, smooth and glowing. Her breasts were very large and round, too large to be natural, but they looked good enough on her that I was willing to accept that. I remembered her from the welcoming party, and I would have taken her if not for Trina. Katiana was hot. I plucked the rose from the vase on my table and called the waitress over.

"Please," I said to her, "could you offer this to Katiana with my compliments?"

"Of course," she said with a smile.

Within moments Katiana had come over to join us at our table. "Good evening," she said with an extraordinary but subtle accent, a mix of British and Chinese (as I later learned she herself was). "You wish me to join you, I hope?"

"I do," I said, standing and pulling out her chair. "Please, brighten our table."

She laughed lightly. "How sweet. You are Xavier, I recall. I am Katiana."

"I remember you well, Katiana. You made quite an impression on me at the welcome. It was a very close call, let me tell you."

"I don't blame you for your choice," she said, looking sideways at the woman beside her. "Trina is nearly irresistible. I hope that you will let me touch her tonight."

"Why do you think I recommended you?" Trina asked slyly.

"Though, even if she hadn't, I think I would have made the same choice," I hastened to add.

"I was about to tell Xavier about the magic of your massage," Trina said. "My poor man needs desperately to relax and indulge himself. I thought of you right away."

"There is no one better," Katrina assured me. "I will make your tensions vanish and your cares float away. Then... Trina and I will love each other for your pleasure, and make you hard and ready to penetrate me." The last was whispered, and she licked her red lips.

Dinner was server at that moment, though I was suddenly noticeably less hungry. For food.

* * * * *

"Go to Cabana two," Katiana had told me when dinner was finished. "There, you should remove all of your clothing and take a shower. The water will be very cold, but I assure you it is necessary for the full enjoyment of your massage. When you are done with your shower, do not dry off. Trina and I will guide you through the rest of your relaxation experience."

Then she had kissed me, not deeply with her tongue but feather-light with her lips on mine, pulling away just as I was about to draw her in. She was a tease, that I could tell, but if she delivered in the end then I loved it all the more.

Half an hour later I found myself at the Cabana, a thatched hut set in a sheltered and hidden corner of the grounds. The wide open window looked out over the ocean where the waning daylight sparkled on the waves. In the cabana itself was an open shower, a table for me to lie on, a dancing fire in the middle, and a heavy wooden door that I guessed led to a sauna. Just outside and below the window was a large and steaming pool, made to look like part of the natural rock.

I had worn only a pair of shorts, which I kicked aside with some self-consciousness, as the building was mostly open to the outside air and I felt like I was on display for all to see. Trina had assured me that there was no line-of-sight that looked into the Cabana, however, and that there was no way anyone would be watching. I stepped into the shower area and found the knob to turn it on - and almost yelled out with shock! A cascade of chill water gushed over me from the ceiling and turned my blood to ice. Katiana had warned me about the water temperature, but I hadn't been prepared for the full reality of it. As I gritted my teeth and endured, I couldn't help but think that this was hardly the sort of place where one should really need to take a cold shower.

Katiana hadn't told me how long I should shower, but I soon reached a point where I'd had all I wanted of freezing water and reached out to shut it off. As I did, my hand closed over slender fingers already on the knob, and the water stopped as suddenly as it had started.

I blinked and wiped my eyes, and saw Trina standing before me.

"Hi lover," she grinned. "Had enough?"

"I had enough before it started," I replied.

"Well, Katiana knows what she's doing. It's all for the greater good, trust me. She'll be joining us soon, and you'll be feeling much better. Come here, my poor shivering darling, let's get you warmed up."

Trina led me over to the massage table and opened it up in a strange way, such that it resembled an elongated cross. I saw that I was supposed to lie face-down with my legs on two different outstretched pads, my arms spread out a different way, and my head into a cushioned recess with a hole through it that let me breathe. The entire device, though it looked peculiar, was remarkably comfortable. It became even more so as Trina adjusted the length of the leg and arm rests to my height, and then let the entire apparatus fold downwards slightly at the extremities, leaving me "draped" over the top of it in a naturally relaxed position. I normally don't like lying down on my stomach, but this strangely designed table held me in a very comfortable way. I couldn't help but notice that part of its design was to leave the genitals hanging free.

"Ready to begin?" she asked.

"I suppose," I said.

I felt her lips close to my ear. "Enjoy..." she whispered.

I heard the click of a switch as she walked away. I couldn't tell whether she actually left or not; all I could see was the edge of the seashore where the waves lapped up on the sand. The table had been aimed at a window that I hadn't previously noticed, cut where the wall met the floor.

I could also hear something, like the mechanical whine of a small pump. For a moment I wondered what it was, and then felt something extraordinary; the table beneath me was warming softly, the sensation enormously soothing to my chilled skin. Then the entire surface upon which I lay seemed to grow moist, and a penetrating heat rose from beneath me. Somehow, the table had been designed to extrude warm oil from what felt like hundreds of small openings. The sudden transition from cold to warm, in addition to my relaxed posture, seemed to turn my entire body into something the consistency of well-boiled pasta.

A low, hollow, fluting music filled the air, just quiet enough so as not to overwhelm the sound of the waves below. I caught the exotic scent of perfume, and knew Katiana had entered the cabana. When I felt more oil pouring onto my exposed back, followed by a pair of warm hands and then a soft body, I felt I had entered heaven.

"Quiet calm, my love," Katiana's whispered voice cooed in my ear. "Feel my hands and my body touch you... I will take you to the clouds."

Slowly and firmly, her hands began to knead and rub my skin, forcing knotted muscles to relax and pulling all the energy from me. Her talented hands ranged all over me, rubbing tirelessly and ceaselessly. As she massaged me for what seemed like hours on end, I began to feel that, just as she had promised, I was floating on warm clouds.

I completely lost track of time and place, and when I felt the table close back up and the hands of both women lifting and turning my body over to face up, I had no idea how long I had lain there or, indeed, much sense of where "there" was. I hadn't fallen asleep, but felt as though I were in an Alpha state between sleep and wakefulness, my thoughts wandering and meaningless.

Her hands touched me again and rubbed my body some more, vanishing any remaining tension or tightness. I felt what my waking mind would have recognized as her soft and large breasts on my oil-saturated chest, but all I really knew was that I felt pleasure, and when my manhood entered a hot wetness, I no longer had the strength to respond.

Nor did I have the need, for the motion of my lover's hips moved me in and out with no effort on my part. The kneading of her hands never stopped, rubbing deeply into my shoulders and chest, relaxing me even as she stimulated me. Such a pleasure enveloped me from her touch, I couldn't even tell whether I reached climax; only that her thrusting eventually slowed its pace and then stopped. Still, though, she held me inside her.

Again the table became warm and wet, and her hands stroked me again, at first slick and slippery, then with resistance and friction. Some level of my clouded mind realized that the oil was being rinsed away. Other hands rubbed my legs and arms, and then through my hair, as I was made clean once again. Through it all, my manhood remained plunged deep in her warm and wet sex.

Then she lay on top of me, and I felt her lips touch mine in a feathery lightness. "Stay with me," she whispered, and I knew I would never do anything else.

Her arms wrapped around me as I slid from the table and immersed in a delightfully warm pool. For the first time in years (so it seemed) I was upright and my feet touched something solid, but there was no need to support myself. The beautiful women, one in front and one behind, would do that for me. I felt their kisses and their touch, and reveled in their attentions.

"All things end, my lover," I heard my woman say. "It has been a wonderful dream, but it is ending now. You must return to us. Can you find your way?"

Was I lost? I didn't feel that way, but if she said it then it must be so. Slowly, I became aware of a glowing light, growing brighter. It was red and lovely.

"Kiss me," the lips whispered.

I tried, but I couldn't move enough to respond.

"You must kiss me," she said, more insistent. I wanted to, and soon I felt my lips open and a warm tongue come inside my mouth.

A trickle flowed through me, a touch of sexual excitement that aroused me and made me respond further. I became aware of other lips questing to touch mine, and as I turned to kiss them as well the voice was back in my ear.

"Do you want to make love to me?" she whispered.

Did I? I thought so, but I wasn't sure. The idea of making love to this woman gave me another thrill, and I felt the mist lift away further.

For the first time, I actively wondered where I was. The thought awakened my sleepy mind, and I came to realize that I was standing in deep water, with two women holding me, kissing me, begging me to awaken.

"Fuck me," Katiana whispered.

I instinctively thrust upward, and the sudden pleasure cut through the fog like a blast of wind. With a rush and a rise, my mind awoke from its dream and I felt Katiana's body in my arms, her legs wrapped around me, with Trina next to me and all our lips and tongues caressing together.

"Open your eyes," Katiana said through our kiss.

With a conscious effort, I did, and the world seemed to explode in red. I stumbled slightly, and the women held me upright in the water. When I opened my eyes again, I had to squint even though the light was dim, and slowly I saw Katiana's lovely face swim into focus before me. She was very close, and when I looked into her eyes, she smiled.

"Have you come back to us?" she asked.

I had to go searching for my voice. "I... I think so," I said, a bit shaky.

"Tell me where you are," she said.

I had to think for a moment, and then my mind came back to me in a rush. "I'm... at the resort. In the massage cabana. With you and Trina."

"And inside me," Katiana said with a bigger smile as she thrust her hips slightly to emphasize her words.

I shook my head slightly. "What did you do to me?" I asked, still somewhat confused. "Did I fall asleep?"

"I call it sensual hypnosis," she explained to me. "You've been in a deep trance for some time, utterly relaxed and at peace. Not all whom I massage are able to do this, but you were one of the lucky ones."

"I was hypnotized?" I asked. "How...?"

"I know acupressure techniques that can lull the mind, and once you are receptive to me, I give you the pleasure of a woman. You came inside me no less than three times, you know."

"I did?" I asked, stunned. "How did you do that?"

"You are a very potent and powerful man," Katiana whispered. "It is not I who gives you such strength... it is within you to satisfy the needs of any woman, as long as you have the will..."

Her words were liquid and soothing, and I felt myself nodding back into a state of submission. Katiana leaned in and kissed me again, and it felt as though she were breathing energy back into me. Soon I was awake enough to respond, and she let me enjoy the kiss for a long moment before pulling away, smiling.

"I told you she was magic," Trina said to me with a grin.

I took a deep breath and blew it out, trying to break the spell this woman still seemed to hold over me. "Whoa," I said. "Okay, I'm impressed. I mean, I am really damn impressed. That was just incredible."

Katiana kissed me. "I am glad to have pleased you," she said. "Now, perhaps we can retire to your room? You have more than satisfied my need for a man, but... I have other desires as well, and I wish to feel the touch of your woman."

I nodded, and bent my knees slightly to let Katiana slip off my still-hard cock. The water of the tub was the same warmth as her body, easing what would have felt like a painful loss as I came free of her. Then I encountered a slight problem.

"Um, ladies... I'm not sure I can get out. It's strange, my arms and legs just won't respond."

They looked at each other and giggled slightly. "That's Katiana's fault," Trina said. "Here, watch closely."

The two women brought their lips together and kissed passionately, pressing their naked bodies together. I felt a surge of excitement, and more than that, a rush of strength into my limbs. I still felt relaxed, but I could move again.