KINKYCanada
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I was standing at the end of the long pier, this was also where the our large yacht "Sexual Bliss" moored while picking up and dropping off guests, looking out as Sexual Bliss was getting larger with every passing moment. I was still awaiting my business partner and lover Melissa Cartwright she and I had started the Isle of Eden just over four years ago with a hefty loan from her financially rich, but emotionally absent parents and I had a fair bit of money from my professional rugby days, a career cut short with a knee injury.
In the beginning it was tough for both of us. Long hours and little pay off it was looking grim. At that time we were just friends and not lovers, We had thought a quiet getaway was the ticket, but there were a million of those resorts, people seemed bored and we were getting blah reviews, not bad but certainly not good, and that was when it hit us. What was the one thing no other club was offering? The total release of any and all inhibitions. Like the Vegas slogan "What happens here stays here. Only we were offering a true paradise instead of a over crowded pool of neon and cheap booze. It took a little over a year to come to this realization, then a whole year for us to make the change. We got almost all new staff, an all new look and vacationers started to really enjoy themselves. We were now a big hit.
It wasn’t long before we had a wait list to get to the island. We had room for fifty guests and while they were there every whim and desire was taken care of, nothing was off limits as long as it brought pleasure to all involved. Sure we had to make arrangements for certain fetishes but Melissa and I never faltered. We had married guests were coming to our resort content and leaving closer and more open minded. Shy single men and women, leaving us empowered and much stronger both mentally and emotionally. No matter the situation our talented staff were up for every challenge and we couldn’t be happier.
Now it was our first block of fifty guests of the season. Married, single, young and middle aged. They would all be staying for two weeks of uninterrupted fun in the sun. and even more when the sun went down. We didn’t turn anyone away but didn’t seem to get as many older guests I surmised that a resort dedicated to sin and lust were not their bag of tea.
We had a line of beautiful woman lined up behind me with coconut glasses full of cocktails. They were almost naked except for the skimpy bikini tops with the resort logo on one breast and their name on the other, and sheer sun wraps around their legs, and handsome, well built, well hung men lined up with orderves on trays, none of them had shirts on and they were all wearing board shorts with the same logos and their names on the legs they too were in sandals. Our resort was in the south pacific about three miles out to sea. Hurricanes had ravaged us once but we had built it so well that aside from damage to the docks we always fared well and were up and running quickly, an island a 3 miles wide and 4 miles long. Heavily treed on the northern half with a tall cliffs over looking the sea and the island. There were beautiful beaches almost all the way around. We had deep sea fishing, scuba diving, rock climbing, a zip line that went from the lighthouse on the north side to the beach on the south. Our marina and dock was on the south point, we had thirty luxury cabana’s for the couples. Most singles had to sign on to room with another guest though we were able to make arrangements for the right guest and the right price. We also only allowed twenty five men and twenty five women. This balance was one of the keys to our success. Another was that we had so many beautiful and talented staff, all hand picked by Melissa and myself. No one on our island left wanting or needing of anything.
It cost a lot to enjoy our resort but it is well worth it we made damn sure of that.
Closer the ship came I could hear the guests hooting and laughing on the deck from the pier. I was wearing a white linen shirt khaki short with a trilby hat and sandals on my feet. Where was Melissa? I thought she never missed the arrival of the guests. Over the past couple years it had been our tradition and I found it set the tone for the vacationers. “Look sharp people here they are.” I said to the staff, a busty good looking brunette walked up to me as deck hands took the mooring lines and started to secure the large yacht.
“Sir here is vip list and the cabana list. We have a lot of singles, it should make for a good time for everyone.” She said with a broad smile. Avery Linklater was Melissa and my personal assistant and third in the pecking order, and the one who kept us on track. She was beautiful and fun, wild as well as being the most organized people on the planet.
“Very good my dear! Where’s Melissa?” I asked. It was only about two minutes before the boat was going to start unloading gueasts.
Avery smiled and pointed to a tall, dark haired figure walking up to us. “Right there Sir.” Then she stepped to the side, she was holding her own clip board with the cabana lists. Melissa was turning heads as she always did, with her radiant beauty and her massive tits and sexy hips swaying back and forth as she walked. Her outfit was tight, revealing and almost see through. God she was sexy.
“Boys, girls, Avery, Cole!” She said and kissed me on the lips. “You didn’t think I was going to miss it did you?” She said in her sexy devil may care tone she took when she knew I was not happy with her. “Sorry but I was taking care of some meat in the kitchen!” She said with a wicked smile. I was about to say something when the yacht came to a stand still and the gang plank was raised to the deck. A first mate came off and then the guests. I shook each hand and kissed a lot of cheeks. Melissa doing the same. We directed them to Avery who gave them their cabana keys, telling them that their luggage would join them soon. They moved on to the drinks and the food and then off to get ready for the meet and greet we always had at the pool and bar area not far from the cabanas. There were so many good looking and high spirited people I knew this may be the wildest bunch yet and that was saying something.
“Well let’s hear all about that meat issue?” I said no longer mad, I just couldn’t stay mad at her. Avery was directing the boat staff as they moved the luggage to a waiting van to be taken to the cabanas.
KC
Avery
https://www.coedcherry.com/content/2953481/2340178/laylalondon5-002.jpg
Cole
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/78/6c/ac/786caca3fd7a4c0fc406b114b1528a05--rugby-league-rugby-players.jpg
The resort
https://www.travel-associates.com.au/sites/travel-associates.com.au/files/luxury-holidays-news/files/2015/06/St-Regis.jpg
https://previews.123rf.com/images/katritch/katritch1112/katritch111200167/11651724-Tropical-resort-Poolside-with-beautiful-sea-view-Stock-Photo-pool-resort-hotel.jpg
In the beginning it was tough for both of us. Long hours and little pay off it was looking grim. At that time we were just friends and not lovers, We had thought a quiet getaway was the ticket, but there were a million of those resorts, people seemed bored and we were getting blah reviews, not bad but certainly not good, and that was when it hit us. What was the one thing no other club was offering? The total release of any and all inhibitions. Like the Vegas slogan "What happens here stays here. Only we were offering a true paradise instead of a over crowded pool of neon and cheap booze. It took a little over a year to come to this realization, then a whole year for us to make the change. We got almost all new staff, an all new look and vacationers started to really enjoy themselves. We were now a big hit.
It wasn’t long before we had a wait list to get to the island. We had room for fifty guests and while they were there every whim and desire was taken care of, nothing was off limits as long as it brought pleasure to all involved. Sure we had to make arrangements for certain fetishes but Melissa and I never faltered. We had married guests were coming to our resort content and leaving closer and more open minded. Shy single men and women, leaving us empowered and much stronger both mentally and emotionally. No matter the situation our talented staff were up for every challenge and we couldn’t be happier.
Now it was our first block of fifty guests of the season. Married, single, young and middle aged. They would all be staying for two weeks of uninterrupted fun in the sun. and even more when the sun went down. We didn’t turn anyone away but didn’t seem to get as many older guests I surmised that a resort dedicated to sin and lust were not their bag of tea.
We had a line of beautiful woman lined up behind me with coconut glasses full of cocktails. They were almost naked except for the skimpy bikini tops with the resort logo on one breast and their name on the other, and sheer sun wraps around their legs, and handsome, well built, well hung men lined up with orderves on trays, none of them had shirts on and they were all wearing board shorts with the same logos and their names on the legs they too were in sandals. Our resort was in the south pacific about three miles out to sea. Hurricanes had ravaged us once but we had built it so well that aside from damage to the docks we always fared well and were up and running quickly, an island a 3 miles wide and 4 miles long. Heavily treed on the northern half with a tall cliffs over looking the sea and the island. There were beautiful beaches almost all the way around. We had deep sea fishing, scuba diving, rock climbing, a zip line that went from the lighthouse on the north side to the beach on the south. Our marina and dock was on the south point, we had thirty luxury cabana’s for the couples. Most singles had to sign on to room with another guest though we were able to make arrangements for the right guest and the right price. We also only allowed twenty five men and twenty five women. This balance was one of the keys to our success. Another was that we had so many beautiful and talented staff, all hand picked by Melissa and myself. No one on our island left wanting or needing of anything.
It cost a lot to enjoy our resort but it is well worth it we made damn sure of that.
Closer the ship came I could hear the guests hooting and laughing on the deck from the pier. I was wearing a white linen shirt khaki short with a trilby hat and sandals on my feet. Where was Melissa? I thought she never missed the arrival of the guests. Over the past couple years it had been our tradition and I found it set the tone for the vacationers. “Look sharp people here they are.” I said to the staff, a busty good looking brunette walked up to me as deck hands took the mooring lines and started to secure the large yacht.
“Sir here is vip list and the cabana list. We have a lot of singles, it should make for a good time for everyone.” She said with a broad smile. Avery Linklater was Melissa and my personal assistant and third in the pecking order, and the one who kept us on track. She was beautiful and fun, wild as well as being the most organized people on the planet.
“Very good my dear! Where’s Melissa?” I asked. It was only about two minutes before the boat was going to start unloading gueasts.
Avery smiled and pointed to a tall, dark haired figure walking up to us. “Right there Sir.” Then she stepped to the side, she was holding her own clip board with the cabana lists. Melissa was turning heads as she always did, with her radiant beauty and her massive tits and sexy hips swaying back and forth as she walked. Her outfit was tight, revealing and almost see through. God she was sexy.
“Boys, girls, Avery, Cole!” She said and kissed me on the lips. “You didn’t think I was going to miss it did you?” She said in her sexy devil may care tone she took when she knew I was not happy with her. “Sorry but I was taking care of some meat in the kitchen!” She said with a wicked smile. I was about to say something when the yacht came to a stand still and the gang plank was raised to the deck. A first mate came off and then the guests. I shook each hand and kissed a lot of cheeks. Melissa doing the same. We directed them to Avery who gave them their cabana keys, telling them that their luggage would join them soon. They moved on to the drinks and the food and then off to get ready for the meet and greet we always had at the pool and bar area not far from the cabanas. There were so many good looking and high spirited people I knew this may be the wildest bunch yet and that was saying something.
“Well let’s hear all about that meat issue?” I said no longer mad, I just couldn’t stay mad at her. Avery was directing the boat staff as they moved the luggage to a waiting van to be taken to the cabanas.
KC
Avery
https://www.coedcherry.com/content/2953481/2340178/laylalondon5-002.jpg
Cole
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/78/6c/ac/786caca3fd7a4c0fc406b114b1528a05--rugby-league-rugby-players.jpg
The resort
https://www.travel-associates.com.au/sites/travel-associates.com.au/files/luxury-holidays-news/files/2015/06/St-Regis.jpg
https://previews.123rf.com/images/katritch/katritch1112/katritch111200167/11651724-Tropical-resort-Poolside-with-beautiful-sea-view-Stock-Photo-pool-resort-hotel.jpg
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