Fantasy Island

[mars99]

Roarke & Tatoo

OOC: Welcome back, Maniac. Stay out of trouble there, dude! I'm kinda busy with Tatoo, but jump back in when we're done, or take a stab at Amanda if you want!

Mya, I e-mailed you again. If you don't get it let me know and I'll give you my e-mail.

IC:
I had longed for my nubile, young servant since I had first laid eyes on her. Such an exquisite young girl, so ripe and ready to be plucked, it was all I could do to hold out as long as I had. But I knew such matters could not and should not be rushed. When the moment was right I would know, and thankfully that moment had arrived.

I leaned in to kiss her and our lips and tounges danced a fiery dance of lust, my cock immediately stretching to its full length under my trim, white trousers. Her ever present nipples once again made their presence known through her bikini top, highlighting the pair of supple breasts I had longed to caress and taste for a month now. Her hand began to explore my body, the shy, wide-eyed girl of just a month ago giving way to an eager young woman, racked with pent-up desires and lusts. Her hand slid down to my cock and she let out a moan filled with such hunger, I almost came right then as she rubbed me.

We were past the point of no return. I untied her bikini strap and felt a shockwave of excitement coursing through her as it fell into her lap. Her voice sounded like melted butter to me -"yessssss Mr. Roarke, yesssssss! Please do not stop." I couldn't stop if I tried at that point. I reached out to cup her breast, her erect nipple mashing into my palm. I squeezed hard, twisting the swollen sphere slightly. She twitched and quivered at my touch, seeming to find a bit of rough play enjoyable, as many young women do.

I lay her down on the bed, guiding her supple ass back with my hand, supporting her upper body weight only by clutching her weighty breast. She lay beneath me, breasts rising and falling, legs slightly spread, a small moist spot evident at the center of her bikini bottom. Her light brown, medium sized nipples at full extension garnered my immediate attention. My tounge descended upon her left nipple, flicking and circling with abandon over the starving bud. "OH YEAH" she cried, her rapture indicating her nipple's enjoyment of the attention. I peeked down to see her wet spot expanding as her hips pushed upward, craving equal attention. Overcome with lust, I bit down on her nipple and pulled upward, like a poodle nipping at someone's pants, stretching her flaccid tit into a cone shaped, tent-like form."Oh, it hurts so good Sir."

I have always loved sensitive nipples on a woman, and knowing I was the first man to do these things to Tatoo heightened my excitement tremendously. I moved my mouth to her other fiery nipple and after sucking it lightly, pulled it high with my teeth, quicker and higher than the other. I held it high and tight and watched as her eyes shut tight and her body shuddered with her first real, partner induced orgasm. "SIRRR...Oh Sir, it's not possible is it?"

I smiled at the sweetness of her embarassment and whispered, "Of course it's possible, my love. How do you feel?"

"Wow!" she exclaimed "Really good!" breaking into a cute, teenaged giggle.

"Sir...," her tone grew more cautious, "what can I do now to...uh," she hesitated, "to please you, sir? You're so sweet to me, sir, and I want to please you however you want."

"Well, my dear," I said after some thought. "Since you've already run the jetted tub, why don't we move in there, shall we?"

Her eyes lit up at the mention of the tub. "Okay, sir." she said enthusiastically, jiggling her breasts beneath me. I lifted her off the bed and carried her to the tub, her bikini still soaked from her flowing pussy juices.

"Now, Tatoo," I said, putting her down. "Won't you please help me get undressed?"

"Of course, sir." she said moving to me, her eyes fixed on the bulge in my pants.....

 

[mya]

Tatoo - learns more about Roarke's sexual likes

IC-

After Mr. Roarke set me down in the bathroom, I could not help but stare at the large bulge in his white pants. His words broke into my reverie, "Now, Tatoo, won’t you please help me get undressed?"

"Of course, sir." I said moving toward Roarke, my tongue slipping between my lips and wetting them as I thought about all my dreams, about to be fulfilled for the first time. My palms flatten on his chest, and stroke upwards, up and over his nipples, towards the top button on his shirt. I concentrate on opening the top button, then the next, and the next, moving my hands downwards, my eyes feasting on the naked skin I am revealing. I lean forward and kiss his chest, as my hands continue their work on the buttons. As my hands reaches his pants, I tug at the shirt tails, pulling them free in front and then I slide my hands behind his back to do the same thing there. As the shirt, falls away, my lips move to his right nipple, flicking it with my tongue. I heard him groan, and I smiled to myself. I slide the shirt from his shoulders and hear the buttons click, click, click as they hit the tile floor. My hands return to his front, where they open the belt first and then quickly the button follows. I slide a hand down the inside of his pants, covering his hardness, wanting to ensure I do not catch it in his zipper. I cup him, startling a bit when I feel it jerk beneath my hand. I smile again, and with the other hand unzip the zipper. I trail kisses downward, letting my tongue taste the saltiness of his skin as it follows the hair that trails downward. My hands soothe the fabric of his pants over his hips and butt, staring at his large cock as it bursts free. Falling to my knees before him, my mouth automatically kisses the tip of his hardness. My hands continue sliding down the back of his thighs, pushing the pants to a puddle at his feet. I tentatively reached my tongue out, to taste the tip of his cock like an ice cream cone. It was the first time my lips had been on a man’s penis.

In the background I hear the bubbling of the jet tub mixing with the intermittent soft moans from Mr. Roarke. I reach out and touch his cock with my hand. It is so soft while it is so hard. My hand explores it, closing around it and sliding softly down its length and then back up again. My tongue circles the tip of his cock, sampling it.

My own naked nipples are still stiff peaks, and my pussy still clad in sopping wet bikini bottoms. My mind thinks about what is to come, my virgin fears making me slightly nervous…Oh I hope I can please him, will he enjoy this? I can’t wait. Will I enjoy this? Does he want me to make him cum with my mouth? Should I stop? My eyes looked up to his face to see his reaction. I continued to touch him trying to learn about his likes from his reactions, while he stood before the tub with his pants still around his ankles.

OOC-to Mars99-Nope I never did get it. I can't figure out why. I'd love to have an email, but I think I've got it figured out how to play the role. Grin. I'm just going with the flow and seeing where it takes me. So please email me if you wish or not if you're busy. It is OK either way.

 

[Blackbich]

Mars,
I was going to e-mail you and find out if you had someone to play Ivana yet but it told me you didn't get e-mail through the BB's. Sorry. Do you still need someone to play this character?

[Edited by Blackbich on 04-15-2001 at 05:26 PM]

 

[mars99]

blackbich- Yes, we still need an Ivana! Our cast would then be complete. Just jump on in to the story however you think you can...

mars99

[Edited by mars99 on 04-14-2001 at 09:20 PM]

 

[Blackbich]

OOC: Ivana Sukuov-Beautiful Russian supermodel, 28, blonde, leggy, an ass you could bounce quarters off of.

IC: The private plane I had chartered was finally landing. Staring at the wonderful scenery, I couldn't help but wonder what was in store for me this weekend. Because I'm a supermodel, there's the constant pressure to live up to a certain image - approachable but nonapproachable, sexy and sultry but demure. I was very glad to get away from everything and everybody for a weekend. As the plane landed, I pulled my compact out of my purse, checking to make sure hair and makeup was still in place. Once we began coasting to a stop, I called to the male flight attendant. "Would you mind getting my bags", I asked with a flirtatious smile.

Boy, I really needed this weekend and couldn't wait to see what adventures were awaiting my arrival.

[Edited by Blackbich on 04-14-2001 at 02:21 PM]

 

[mars99]

Roarke instructs Tatoo

Her hand and tounge felt like heaven on my turgid member, stroking so softly, she in her inexperience not knowing just how hard to squeeze or how fast to go. I closed my eyes and guided her with my moans, groaning loudly when she flicked the underside of the head with her tounge, quieting when her eager, young hand squeezed a little too hard. I looked down and saw her looking up at me with adorable puppy dog eyes, her pert breasts dangling free below. She seemed so eager to please, like a pup awaiting direction. I took her hand and placed it on my balls, encouraging her to roll and massage them lightly. I placed her other hand on my ass, sliding it around a little, inviting her to explore as she wished. Her touch and sensitivity was quite good for her first time. She must've learned something from magazines, movies, or perhaps she and her high school girlfriends had engaged in some discussion and experimentation at a slumber party or two. She licked all around my head, concentrating on the fleshy portion underneath, her hand and tounge movements becoming more relaxed and fluid. She was quite loose now and opened her mouth wide to take me in...but suddenly I stopped her and pulled away.

"Tatoo, I think you will agree I have been most generous with you so far, but the fact is, you did let Mr. Steele slip away and I am not entirely pleased with that. So before you can continue in your duties, you will need to be punished."

"Punished, sir?" she pulled back cautiously, looking a bit scared and confused. "But...I tried my best, sir" she pleaded. "He must have-"

"Silence, my dear." I said calmly. "You must learn to accept the consequences of failure, no matter whose fault it is."

"Yes, sir." she replied meekly, her head bowing down to her naked chest.

"Now turn around and get on your knees," I ordered, my cock still abuzz with excitement. She silently did as she was bidden and looked fearfully over her shoulder at me.

"Now, Tatoo", I said, kneeling down beside her, "this is going to hurt me more than it hurts you," I lied, as I grasped either end of her soaked blue bikini, her wet spot having spread well back to her ass. I pulled the wet suit down just to the bottom of her cheeks, prompting a deep inhale from her as her eyes turned forward, frozen.

"Sir... I didn't mean to-OOOWWW!!!!!" My hand swatted down mightily on her ass, engraving a well defined palm print deep in her left cheek. "Sir-OOOWWW!!!!!" My hand came down again, this time on the right side, silencing her for good. Only varying cries of behavior correcting pain came from her lips after that, as my hand wielded its power again and again on her suffering butt cheeks. Her head hung lower as I continued to punish her, then turned to the side to glance at my massively hard cock shaking to and fro as I swatted. "OW!..Oh...!..uh!....mmph!....uuhhhh!..." Her cries of pain gradually morphed into quick pants and grunts, her breath quickening in forceful exhales. "Oh, sir! Oh, sir!..uh!... please!..ooph!... I'm such a bad girl, I'm sorry, sir! OH!." My hand thrust down once more, her back arched further, she seemed to be relishing the hard slaps more and more. "It hurts, sir!..OH!..please don't stop! Pleeaase! OH, God! OH!. She stuck her swollen ass up as high as she could, thrusting it out to meet my every slap, her heavy tits swaying back and forth with every smack. "Please sir! a few more, sir! YES! YES!" I spanked her reddened cheeks with abandon, slamming down with full force again and again. "Oh my God , sir...I'm cumming! OH! I'm CUMMING!! OH, HIT ME SIRRRRR!!!!OH! HIT ME!! OH YES!!!! YES!!!! I'M CUMMMMIIINGGG, SIRRRRR!!!" Her cries of extacy shook the walls and reverberated throughout the whole island, I am sure. I was so excited a drop of precum trailed from my cock head all the way to the floor. I needed her to make me cum right then.

She lay panting on her knees with her chest and head down to the floor, trying to recover her senses. "Come here, my love," I commanded, kneeling down in front of her, lifting her spent body from the shoulders and placing my dick in front of her mouth. "Now suck me, Tatoo. Suck me like you've always dreamed about sucking a man before. Make me cum in your mouth like you've always wanted. Taste me, Tatoo! Suck your master's cock, my dear.".....

 

[mya]

Tatoo - obeys her Master

As I rested against the floor, my ass still in the air, my whole body still quaking from the very surprising and exciting spanking Mr. Roarke had just delivered to my naked ass. It still burned from his stinging smacks. I was pleasantly shocked that he had been able to make me cum--first from just stimulating my nipples and then just again from spanking. I never knew I was such an easy slut. But I felt more alive than I ever have before. Then suddenly Mr. Roarke’s cock was waving in my face and I clearly heard his command "Come here, my love. Now suck me, like you've always dreamed about sucking a man before. Make me cum in your mouth like you've always wanted. Taste me, Tatoo! Suck your master's cock, my dear."

My brain stuck on the word master. Was that what he was? Was that what I needed all this time? Perhaps the reason I had never cum with the high school boys was because they had never made any demands of me? I knew I would contemplate this in the days to come, but for now I had a job to do, and one I was very much looking forward to. But I must have hesitated a bit too much because suddenly Mr. Roarke grabbed my head and shoved his hard cock in my mouth. Quickly I sucked it, I tasted a salty dribble of cum already there. I tilted my head way back, like I’d read in one of my dad’s Playboy magazines. If the article about giving head was true, it would help me take his cock in further. I gagged a bit as it hit the back of my throat, so I slid my lips off his length again, and tongued the hole on the tip of his cock. Then circling the head with my tongue. I concentrated on relaxing my throat muscles like the magazine said, I slowly slid my mouth back down his length…feeling the head touch the back of my throat, tilting back my head even further, feeling the head successfully slip down my throat this time. I sucked hard on his cock, leaving it deep in my throat. I took my hand, just as Mr. Roarke had shown me with his coaxing earlier, and I rolled his balls gently between my fingers. He confirmed his enjoyment of it by moaning loudly, "that’s it my little slut, my love, my property…suck me haaaaaaaaaaaard!" His hips jerked, pushing tighter against my mouth, my nose buried in his pubic hair, and I felt his cock jerk once inside my throat. "Was he cumming?" I wondered, never before having experienced a man cumming before. I wasn’t sure, so I kept sucking his cock, then he started thrusting in and out of my mouth a few times, moaning "yessss, yesss, yessss". My tongue pressed against the underside of his cock as he withdrew, and suddenly I starting thrusting my head up and down on him. This allowed him to sit back and relax and just enjoy. I stroked up and down his shaft, I felt his balls quiver in my hand, and suddenly he moaned "Yes Tatoooooooo, good giiiiiiiiiiiirl…." Then I felt his cum hit the back of my throat, the first time a man and ejaculated inside me…I swallowed as fast as I could, but some slipped down my chin. I continued to slide my mouth up and down his spurting cock, my teeth razing the tender skin of his shaft as a last spurt of goo hit my mouth.

He collapsed on his back, taking in deep breaths of air into his lungs, as I collapsed in his lap, my head pillowed on his thigh. Some of his cum was still wet on my chin and breasts, as I too recovered from the huge orgasm I had only just had as well as the one I had given him. I stroked his thigh with my palm as I again apologized, "I’m so sorry Sir, for losing Mr. Steele, but I’m sure he’ll be back and I promise to do better next time. Thank you for your lessons Sir. I do so appreciate the time you take to make me a better assistant." With that I placed a soft and loving kiss on his thigh, his own hands were gently and lovingly stoking my hair as he caught his breath.

 

[mars99]

Roarke gathers the islanders

"Such a good little girl," I thought as I gazed down on her flushed, peaceful face. "I’m so sorry Sir, for losing Mr. Steele, but I’m sure he’ll be back and I promise to do better next time. Thank you for your lessons Sir. I do so appreciate the time you take to make me a better assistant."

"You are most welcome, my dear. "I said softly, stroking my little pet's hair. "I am so lucky to have such a beautiful young girl as my assistant. I hope you will stay with me for a very long time." A contented smile formed across her lips as a small teardrop formed in her eye, all the while my cum still dribbling down her chin.

"My ass hurts, Sir."

"Sorry, my love. It will feel better shortly."

She pulled her bikini bottom back up, as if to safeguard the 2 orifices in which she still remained a virgin. I had almost drifted off into a peaceful sleep, when I heard a large plane rolling to a stop over in the landing area.

"Ahhhh! The last of our guests seems to have arrived, Tatoo! Come help me greet Miss Sukuov, won't you?" We hurriedly got dressed, Tatoo wincing at the pain in her buttocks as she threw her bikini top back on, and we headed to the plane.

Ivana was a picture of cosmopolitan sophistication, standing there in her top of the line designer clothes and sunglasses, even though it was nighttime. Her beefy male flight attendant carried her voluminous luggage in both arms.

"Welcome, Miss Sukuov!" I offered. "So glad you finally made it."

"Ze pleshure iz mine, Comrade Roarke" she said....I paused....."Just kidding", she said."I don't really talk like that." ...I laughed weakly. "I'm so happy to be here and look forward to my stay." she said. Tatoo stood behind Ivana striking exaggerated supermodel poses for my amusement. "Such a silly girl!" I thought.

"Well, now," I said, "all of our guests have arrived, our weekend of fun may begin!!" I snapped my fingers and the band began to play its sultry Hawaiian melodies and the topless hula dancers sprang into action. The waiters offered us cocktails, Tatoo totally stoked that she gets to drink free alcohol. I asked one of the island workers to page Amanda and the vanishing Dick so we could begin. I was quite tired, having cum twice in the past hour, but hoped I could make it through.

We listenend to the voice on the island intercom: "DICK STEELE AND AMANDA HUGINKISS, PLEASE REPORT TO THE LANDING AREA...ATTENTION EVERYONE...I'M LOOKING FOR AMANDA HUGINKISS AND A DICK...ONCE AGAIN..I NEED AMANDA HUGINKISS AND A DICK..."

We giggled uncontrollably as the band played on.....

 

[mya]

Tatoo - quickly follows Roarke to the plane

IC-
Hurrying along I went with Mr. Roarke to the plane. My ass was going to keep me from sitting down for the next few hours anyways. Miss Sukuov had arrived, definately acting the part of the supermodel. I couldn't help but play up her moves so just Roarke could see me. He'd either enjoy it or I'd piss him off and he'd have to give me another lesson later, either way I secretly didn't see either as a losing position. He laughed.

As the announcement sounded over the intercom, I couldn't help but nervously looking around for Dick...I had a feeling the healing of my ass just might depend on my being able to satisfy him. I chanted my wish in my head as I kept glancing around...Come on Dick, please come back, please.

OOC-to mars99-I sent you an email...did you receive it?

[Edited by mya on 04-15-2001 at 01:19 AM]

 

[mars99]

OOC: mya, I did recieve your e-mail and I replied to it. I guess you didn't get the response though. aaaaa!! this is frustrating! My computer says all the e-mails I've sent to you have gone through so I don't know why you're not getting them. I guess I'll try resending the one from last night again. Maybe we'd have better luck e-mailing through the BB here.

 

[Blackbich]

Ivana

As I deplaned, I couldn't help but admire the beautiful scenery surrounding me - lush trees, quaint cottages in the distance and gorgeous, topless hula dancers. Glancing around I see a tall man and a shorter woman, both blonde, walking towards the landing area. I continue looking around, wondering why someone hadn't been there to greet me immediately upon debarking. After all, it's not like they weren't expecting me.

"Welcome, Miss Sukuov", I heard a voice say. "So glad you finally made it." I turned around and found myself looking at the man who had been walking towards me earlier. He was better than good looking, this man was fucking gorgeous! Damn, there goes the loins getting a little warm. He had the most stunning blue eyes I had ever seen. Well, from what I could see in the dark with my sunglasses on, that is. I noticed the lady he had been walking with walk past me. I got the impression she was good looking but she went by so fast I wasn't sure.

Guessing at his identity, I decided to play a little trick. "Ze pleasure iz mine, Comrade Roarke", I said, heavily playing up the accent I had not so long ago. Mr. Roarke stared and paused, giving me the chance to tell him I was just kidding. "I don't really talk like that." Roark gave a weak laugh. "I'm so happy to be here and look forward to my stay." As we shook hands, I couldn't help but notice he had a firm grip. I also couldn't help wondering what that firm grip could be doing to me this weekend. Just thinking about it was getting my panties wet.

"Well now," Roarke said, "all of our guests have arrived, our weekend of fun may begin!!" He snapped his fingers and suddenly there was music playing, the hula dancers began dancing again, and the waiters offered us drinks. Roarke asked one of the workers to page the other guests. Suddenly we heard, "DICK STEELE AND AMANDA HUGINKISS, PLEASE REPORT TO THE LANDING AREA. ATTENTION EVERYONE - I'M LOOKING FOR AMANDA HUGINKISS AND A DICK. ONCE AGAIN, I NEED AMANDA HUGINKISS AND A DICK."

I couldn't help laughing when I heard the page. A great start, I couldn't help but think to myself. While waiting for the other guests, I decided to check out Tatoo (I had heard Roarke call her by name) a little closer. A little shorter than me with curves in all the right places, she was wearing a blue bikini that showed off all her assets. As I had initially suspected, this woman was beautiful with a look of innocence that made her more so. There was a sensuality in her that made me wonder if there was any chance of getting to know her a little better over the weekend.

"Well", I thought to myself as I sipped my amaretto sour, "if the other guests are anything like the host and Tatoo, this is going to be one hell of a weekend!"

[Edited by Blackbich on 04-15-2001 at 06:13 PM]

 

[mya]

OOC-for mars99

OK...I signed up for email here, but it is not working here either (argh!!!) Your emails are definately not reaching my hotmail account. I am looking into it and will let you know when one or the other is working!

[Edited by mya on 04-16-2001 at 02:19 PM]

 

[mars99]

The plot thickens

"Miss Sukuov, I must sincerely apologize for not greeting you immediately at your arrival. Tatoo and I were, uh, detained in her hut. There was an urgent business matter that required our immediate attention." Tatoo stopped posing and looked at me strangely. I hoped she had learned her lesson well from her earlier punishment, but I suspected her behavior might require some fine tuning at a later date.

Ivana stirred when I shook her hand, her lean, 5'10" frame opening towards me. Her 36C chest was pushed up and together nicely under her partially unbuttoned, cream colored blouse, and her short skirt and pumps showed off her long silky legs to perfection. She took off her sunglasses and gazed hungrily into my eyes. I wondered if even I would be able to handle 3 women in one hour.

"Well," I said," while we wait for the other guests let us have a seat by the bar and get acquainted, shall we? Tatoo.......Tatoo?"

Tatoo was standing a few yards away with Ivana's hunky flight attendant, smiling and batting her eyelashes at him like the schoolgirl she recently was. "Tatoo!" I commanded."Please lead us to the bar, immediately!" If I didn't know better, I would think she was misbehaving intentionally for some reason.

As we walked to the bar, I noticed Ivana eyeing Tatoo up and down from behind. A smile crossed her lips and I thought I heard a small moan of approval. Following Ivana's eyes down to Tatoo's butt, I wondered if Tatoo remembered that her bikini was still about 75% soaked with pussy juice. She was lucky it was dark out, or Ivana would surely think she had peed herself.

Ivana and I sat at the table. "Um...," Tatoo hesitated, "if you don't mind, sir...um...I think I'll stand." She chuckled nervously. "Of, course, Tatoo." I said.

"As you can see Miss Sukuov, all of my island workers, male and female, are required to be topless at all times. They are here to serve you in any way you wish." I snapped my fingers and two of the workers, one male, one female, rushed to Ivana's side. The barrel chested man wore only a Speedo in which there was an overflowing bulge which he placed by Ivana's face as he rubbed her shoulders. The woman leaned over to place a napkin in Ivana's lap, stroking her thighs as she did so while her ripe, Polynesian breasts swayed near Ivana's face.

"I like it here already." Ivana said as she longingly gazed at the woman's breasts, just inches from her face. Tatoo was staring dumbfoundedly at the gigantic bulge in the male worker's Speedo as her hand unconsciously began rubbing her stomach, working its way down. My eyes wandered between the 3 pairs of breasts on display, Tatoo's, Ivana's, and the female worker's as my crotch began to stir once again. Would the missing guests re-appear? The warm tropical breeze blew lightly as the temperature around the table seemed to increase dramatically......

 

[mya]

Tatoo - will she get Mr. Steele back or not?

Miss Sukuov’s already standing on the tarmac when Mr. Roarke and I arrive at the landing strip. She is a very beautiful woman--no wonder she is on all the latest fashion magazines. And you sure can tell she takes good care of her body, her calves are hard and shapely and her ass sure looks tight and hard. I notice Miss Sukuov checking me out as I flirt with her good looking beefy flight attendant. I get caught up in teasing him and trying to figure out if she is really interested in me or not. I’ve never had a woman check out my breasts quite as blatantly as she. I just learned something new--that this is a turn-on for me too. And they say you learn something new every day! I chuckle to myself, since coming to Fantasy Island I have learned something new every hour! Suddenly Mr. Roarke’s stern voice breaks through my reverie, "Tatoo!" he commanded, "Please lead us to the bar, immediately!" Oh-oh I thought, I’m sure to get another lesson for my daydreaming when I should have been paying attention, and a secret smile plays over my lips as I remember the last lesson. However, I quickly obey Master Roarke’s command by immediately leading the way to the bar. I can feel eyes burning into my ass, hers perhaps? Mr. Roarke’s? Definately! Both of theirs? Most likely.

Both Miss Sukuov and Mr. Roarke took a seat, but my burning bottom was not ready for that. I requested Master Roarke’s permission to remain standing and was very relieved when he granted it, abet with an evil grin. Two staff members appeared at Mr. Roarke’s beckoning, and Miss Sukuov seemed to be enjoying the sights of both, and they seemed to return the admiration. My eyes widen and I can’t help but comment to myself, "Holy smokes!" as I notice the very large hard-on the male member of staff has. The size of his already straining cock inside his itty bitty Speedo reminds me of Mr. Steele, and I blush as I remember the lesson I received already for losing him once. I sure hope he appears soon, and in so doing, saves me from another lesson from Mr. Roarke so soon on the heels of the last. I know Mr. Roarke will eventually get a lesson in for my naughty behaviour at the landing strip, but for now I can avoid it if Mr. Steele just returns. The tropical breeze, the smell of the flowers on the evening air, and the very handsome company had all the makings for a very romantic evening.

 

[mya]

[Edited by mya on 04-19-2001 at 08:14 PM]

 

[mars99]

Island fun

The ocean sounded softly in the background, the palm trees swayed in the breeze. All troubles were put aside and pleasure ruled our senses, as it always does on Fantasy Island.

Tatoo and I watched as Ivana, overcome with her passion for the tempting fruits before her, began to indulge her desires. She placed one hand on the bulging cock of the male staff member at her right and one hand on the warm, large nippled breast of the woman to her left. Her hands began to play, kneading and stroking, pulling and twisting. Soft, sultry moans of delight came from all three. The beautiful island woman undid her grass skirt and let it fall to the ground, revealing her trim, dark-haired pubic mound, to which all of our eyes were instantly drawn.

"Mmmmm..." Ivana purred." You have such a lovely pussy. May I?" She held up her hand and waited for permission. The woman nodded silently and moved in closer. "It's so beautiful..." Ivana said longingly. Her hand moved to the glowing warmth between the woman's legs. She cupped it first, then slid her hand up and down gently, running a moist finger over the woman's puckered lips. The man's cock had grown even further and stuck out a full 3 inches over his Speedo. Ivana's head moved to it and she trailed her tounge over the underside of his exposed length...

Tatoo stood watching with a surprised, excited, hungry expression. She had never seen people making love before except in her father's magazines and in the movies. She had never seen two women doing that to each other anywhere before, but she seemed to be drawn to that part of it as well. All this was so new to her that she started to get a little flustered and confused. I thought she needed some guidance so I called her to me.

"Come, Tatoo. Sit with me." I said, stretching my arms out to her. She came to me and sat down on my lap, no longer worrying about the pain in her buns. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer so that my hard-on pressed against her butt. "What do you think, my love?" I queried. Her voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper-"It's...It's beautiful, sir." "Yes it is, my dear." I said, beginning to slide my cock against her bottom. "It is quite beautiful."

We watched Ivana's hands and tounge gliding around in exctasy, my staff members now feeling the heat and closing their eyes as their juices began to flow heavier. My hand slid up Tatoo's stomach to her breasts, pushing her bikini top up and out of the way. I took her left nipple in between two fingers and began rolling it back and forth, gently but quickly. The nipple stiffened at my touch and my other hand joined in on her other nipple. Her eyes closed and her breath grew slower and deeper. I kissed her neck and shoulders as the moans amplified from the other group. Ivana now han her hand fully around the man's thick, 8" penis and was stroking him up and down, while her mouth trailed down to the female's anxiously awaiting pussy.

Tatoo watched them and began to moan herself as she reached down under her bikini bottom to touch her own pussy. She let her head fall back and licked her lips as her hand began to work under the spandex. I grabbed both of her breasts fully and squeezed and played with them while pinching both nipples hard between my fingers. Her rhythm increased steadily, she jerked herself off harder and harder as my cock glided forcefully up and down her ass crack, preparing itself to unload. Ivana was jacking hard on the man's cock now while sucking the woman's swollen clit and pussy feverishly.

"Oh!..Uh!...Oh, yes!!" The moaning and groaning from us all reached a fever pitch as we all prepared to cum, trying to hold back so we could all cum together. "Oh, yeaaaahhhh!...Mmmmm, yes...Oh GOD, YES!!" Tatoo's hand flew madly over her cunt, her body jerking and twitching wildly as she frigged herself like a madwoman. "Oh..ah, ah, ah, Ooooo, sirrr! It's sooooo goood, sir! Mmm...". The man came first, shooting his sperm flush into Ivana's face and hair, a few spurts flying all the way to the woman's chest and stomach, as she was racked with a bone chilling orgasm of her own.

"Oh, sir! He's cumming Sir!! He's cumming!!" she gasped. I clamped down as hard as I could on her tits, digging my fingernails deep into her animal flesh and pulling on them hard. "OHHH, SIR!!! IT HURTS, SIR!!! YES!!"

"Cum for me, Tatoo! Cum like the little slut that you are!!"
"Oh, MASTER!! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING FOR YOU, SIR!! IT'S ALL FOR YOU, MY OWNER!! I'M YOUR LITTLE SLUT WHORE, MY LORD AND MASTER!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh.............."

A torrent of cum erupted from my cock hole and spilled all over my shaft and balls, further drenching my already sweat soaked pubic hair. The sounds of cum in the air gradually subsided and faded away, as our motionless bodies tried to regain their composure. Tatoo lay back on my torso as limp as could be, eyes closed, arms dangling. My strong arms encircled her and held her close. I kissed her softly on the cheek and ran my fingers through her soft, silky hair, the ocean breeze still blowing throughout the island.......

 

[mya]

Tatoo - cums again in Mr. Roarke's lap

IC

As I stood nervously waiting for Mr. Steele’s return, beginning to believe he may well have gone for good, Miss Sukuov reached out for what she wanted. Her one hand touched the male staff member’s staff member and the female’s juicy jugs. It wasn’t long and the clothing was coming off and the tongues were wagging. I was a bit concerned, not really sure what I was to do now. Certainly Mr. Steele had not returned to give me that task to concentrate on, and Ms. Sukuov was busy with the two bar staff. Wow she was sure enjoying the other woman!

Before I could become overwhelmed, Mr. Roarke called, "Come, Tatoo. Sit with me." He held his arms out to me, and I quickly sat down in his lap, forgetting about the pain in my ass cheeks, merely wanting to garner the approval of my employer. Plus Mr. Roarke seemed really open to having me snuggled in his arms and in truth where I really wanted to be. He asked me what I thought about Ivana’s enjoyment of both sexes and I honestly told him, "It is quite beautiful."

Then Mr. Roarke displayed my breasts right there in the bar for everyone to see, and began to tease and torture them. That combined with his hard cock pressing against the tender flesh of my ass, and the show Miss Sukuov was putting on with the staff was too much for me. Without asking, my hand easily slipped into my wet panties to frig myself off. Now this was something I was an expert at. I had been jerking off since I was 11 and reached my first orgasm at about 12.

I can still remember reading dad’s Playboys, and how they always talked of the intense pleasure an orgasm would give and about how rubbing and touching "down there" was how it happened. I must have spent a year, touching myself, thinking I was so grown up, before I finally actually hit the right spot! Needless to say, once I found my clit, nothing could hold me back from my self induced pleasure. I was the Queen of masturbation after that!

Luckily for me, Mr. Roarke seemed inclined to allow me this tonight also, as he pinched my hard and wanton nipples and rubbed against me. As I gained momentum with my finger flicking inside my panties, Mr. Roarke encouraged me with his words, driving me crazy and over the edge. The pleasure built and built inside my body as did Mr. Roarke’s tit torture and before I knew it I was screaming like a bitch in heat, crying out "OHHH, SIR!!! IT HURTS, SIR!!! YES!!" And then before I could gain my composure Mr. Roarke commanded softly into my ear, "Cum for me, Tatoo! Cum like the little slut that you are!!" And I did as I continued to scream, "Oh, MASTER!! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING FOR YOU, SIR!! IT'S ALL FOR YOU, MY OWNER!! I'M YOUR LITTLE SLUT WHORE, MY LORD AND MASTER!!!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh.............."

The pleasure spasm jerked my body as I sat in Mr. Roarke’s lap, and as I squirmed I suddenly felt his cock go off like a rocket still in his pants. I continued to frig my clit as I felt his warmth wet his pants and combine with the wetness of my own bikini bottoms. My fingers brought me to another intense orgasm right on the heels of the first. I knew from all those years of experience that I could go for at least 6 or 7 normally. However, I guess the activities of the day were catching up with me, and I stopped diddling myself after the second one. I was tired and settled back against Mr. Roarke’s shoulder, totally spent. He lavished me with tender love, kissing my cheek, stroking my hair, and holding me close. I wrapped my arms around him and held on as my lips kissed his neck softly nuzzling.

"Mmmmm," I moaned, "I think I could sleep here Master," I whispered and placed another kiss on his shoulder blade before resting my head on his shoulder and closing his eyes. My thoughts were a jumble. It had been quite a day. Meeting new guests, losing a guest, having my first orgasm with a man, and my second. I smiled an angelic smile as I thought again of the punishment so lovingly administered by this very dear and caring man whose lap I snuggled in. Miss Sukuov and her talented mouth as it worked on that other woman. Would Miss Sukuov request me for a while since Mr. Steele did not seem to be around? Or would Mr. Roarke send me to her? If so, would he come too? So many questions running through my head and so much time. I decided to give up my thoughts, worries, and dreams for a while, leaving them all in the hands of the man called Mr. Roarke by most folks, and now sometimes Master Roarke to me. He would be a busy man fulfilling fantasies this week. Smiling as I drift off to a light sleep. The smell of sex mingling with the smell of tropical flowers on the breeze….

 

[mya]

Tatoo is sent with Miss Sukuov and Roarke checks on Amanda

Tatoo IC -
Through the fog of my sleep I hear Mr. Roarke’s strong voice as he speaks with Miss Sukuov. "It has been a long day for us all Miss Sukuov. Can I suggest perhaps that we all retire for the evening? Perhaps I can have one of the drivers show you to Tatoo’s hut? Although I must warn you that you may be joined there by another guest--Steele, Dick Steele. We had a slight problem with him today. He seems to have disappeared but we are still hopeful he shall return. So if that is not a problem for you,the offer of joining Tatoo at her hut stands." Miss Sukuov’s gently accented beautiful voice purrs through the fog, "oh yes Mr. Roarke, that would be a delight." I can hear the smile in Mr. Roarke’s voice, "Very good, then it’s settled. I shall have you and Tatoo delivered to her hut. For now, I will let the little dear snooze, she has had a very long day and perhaps it is not yet over eh?" I can envision his raised and questioning eyebrow as he said that. The questioning eyebrow that knows the answer to that already! "I must leave you now to go and check on our other guest, Amanda Hugginkiss. She is a true delight also and I am sure you will enjoy meeting her at some point this next week." The femine purr responded back, "be sure to come back to check on me also if you find you have time Mr. Roarke! For now I will happily go with Tatoo, and I’ll make sure the dear girl gets a bath also. She looks like you have thoroughly fucked her today. Just the way a girl should look if you ask me." And she laughed the sexiest most commanding laugh I had ever heard from a woman.

I slept on. Was this my dream or was it real? I’d only know when I awoke, and then again the fantastical way things had been happening all day, perhaps even upon waking I still would not know!

 

[mars99]

Raorke watches...

Tatoo felt wonderful in my arms. She lay against me with her legs curled up and her head resting against my shoulder, sleeping like a little baby in her master's arms, surrendering total control to me, trusting fully in my care for her. My hands rested on her bottom, supporting her as she cuddled.

Ivana pushed away the staff members bruskly, indicating she was done with them and returned her gaze to the sleeping beauty in my arms. Sensing her interest, I offered her the bed in Tatoo's hut, assuming Mr. Steele had run off with an island worker or something. "oh yes Mr. Roarke, that would be a delight." she replied as her eyes roamed all over my assistant's body. I smiled with delight at knowing Tatoo would have the opportunity to learn even more on her first day of work. "Very good, then it’s settled. I shall have you and Tatoo delivered to her hut." I said, feeling confident Tatoo would be in good hands.

"I must leave you now to go and check on our other guest, Amanda Hugginkiss. She is a true delight also and I am sure you will enjoy meeting her at some point this next week." The truth was, I had no intention of visiting Amanda, as I knew she would be resting comfortably in my bungalow. I wanted Ivana and Tatoo to think they would be alone so I could keep an eye on them through the window and make sure Tatoo was fulfilling her duties appropriately. She had lost Mr. Steele and I wanted to make sure there would be no more missteps. In addition, I found the idea of watching two beautiful blondes make love through the window to be a real loin stirrer.

"I’ll make sure the dear girl gets a bath also. She looks like you have thoroughly fucked her today. Just the way a girl should look if you ask me." Ivana said. "Well, Miss Sukuov", I retorted, "to be honest, I have not thoroughly fucked her at all yet. You see, technically, our little friend Tatoo here is still a virgin." Ivana paused a moment then raised her eyebrows. "Ahhhhhh..." she exclaimed with a devilish grin on her lips.

The island motorcar pulled up and I lay Tatoo down in the back, causing her to stir. "No...please, sir," she whimpered in a sleep induced haze, "I'm so tired, sir...I'm...so..." and she was asleep again. "There, there Tatoo," I whispered in her ear, "you will be just fine." Ivana guided her marvelously linear physique into the front seat and they were driven off. After they were out of sight, my own car picked me up and we followed at a safe distance. "Ahhh, I sure do enjoy my job!" I thought as we drove, anticipating the magnificent events to come....

My car dropped me off about a hundred yards from the hut and I approached carefully, not wishing to give myself away. I tiptoed the last few feet and peeked in the side window, offering me a clear view of the entire room. Tatoo lay on her side on the queen sized bed, still sound asleep. The driver must have carried her in and laid her down. Her face was flushed and she was snoring quietly, obviously exhausted. Ivana's striking form stood at the door, looking around and feeling out her new surroundings. I couldn't hear much through the closed window but was perfectly content to just watch. Ivana glided slowly to the jetted tub, still bubbling from before, and sat on its edge. She placed her hand in the tub and swooshed it around, turning her head to look at Tatoo with a small grin. After a moment she rose and carried her smooth, shapely legs to the foot of the bed. She stared with commanding eyes for a full minute at the tired girl, appraising her, taking her in, admiring her.

I stood in silence and watched as Ivana's hands moved to the top button on her blouse. Her gaze remained fixed on Tatoo as she slowly undid the silk garment, each button exposing more of her flesh, more of her black lace bra, more of the tightly compressed breasts it pushed together. She pulled the garment out of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Immediately her hands moved to the clasp on her back, unhooking the constrictive mechanism and pulling it off. As I got my first view of her spectacular breasts I realized her bra wasn't working that hard after all, her breasts were naturally gravity defying. She had small, pink nipples, soft and inviting, protruding just enough to make a wonderful pacifier. I couldn't help but imagine nursing on them, sucking out her milk gently as she held my head. I swallowed hard and continued to watch.

She turned around, her back now facing me and stuck her thumbs in the side of her hip hugging skirt. Every inch of this woman's body was perfection, not a fault on her. She eased the skirt over her hips and pulled it down, taking her panties with her and bending forward to reveal the most stirringly tempting ass I had ever seen, firm, taut, luscious. I felt my cock rising yet again as I imagined sliding it over her creamy cheeks. She stood and turned, a trim triangular patch of light brown pubic hair now showering my senses.

The model now stood naked before Tatoo, who remained sleeping soundly. Ivana's expression was forceful yet gentle as she looked at the young specimen before her. She sat on the bed and placed her hand on Tatoo's thigh. She began stroking it lightly, moving closer to her ass each time. Soon her hand was on the girl's butt, caressing and petting it smoothly. Tatoo stirred a little in her sleep. It was all I could do to keep my hands off my hardening cock, still covered with juice from my last orgasm.

I wondered what was going through Tatoo's mind now. I wondered if Ivana would follow through on her promise to bathe my little beauty. I wondered how much more I could stand before I took Tatoo's virginity from her, lovingly, yet always in command. I wondered all these things as I watched Ivana lie down beside her, stroking her face now as Tatoo began to stir....

 

[mya]

Tatoo - under Miss Sukuov's Tutelage

Tatoo-
IC
Sweet visions invade my soul as I snooze atop the comfortable bed, tired and worn out from a long busy day of new experiences and the stress of a new job. My dreams cast Mr. Roarke in a leading role, and in it he is touching my thigh, stroking it gently, ever moving higher and higher, his palm slipping up to softly stoke my ass like he would stroke his favorite pet cat. "Mmmm" I moan into the night as Miss Sukuov looks on. My dreams feel so real, I am still unaware that they are "real". Suddenly, the dream lover Mr. Roarke is stretching out behind me in the bed, touching my face, teasing my flesh, gently awakening me as he prepares my body for it’s next invasion. My dream is fading as reality is setting in…I stretch gently beneath his touch, as I open my eyes, blinking against the light and shutting them again, enjoying his very gentle and erotic touch. It is such a gentle touch, so unlike any of the boys who mauled my body in school. I wake up and press my body back into his as I murmur, "Mmmmmm, Mr. Roarke".

"Mr. Roarke" says nothing, and merely laughs a sexy husky laugh. My mind registers the feminine huskiness of the voice, as my body feels hard nipples and fleshy breasts against my back, and the absence of a hard penis against my ass. A finger softly circles my lips, and then slips inside, wetting itself. As it departs from my mouth I see the long red nails, as they slip down to my bikini bra and slip inside to pinch my nipple. The relaxed position of my body that sleep had rendered is quickly reclaimed by a stiff awareness. Although I am unaware of it, there is no longer any doubt to my mystery lover that I am wide awake now.

The sexy voice whispers into my ear, as a tongue teases me, "Well hello Girl. It’s about time you woke up. Mr. Roarke gave you to me for safekeeping and I have assured him that some things will be accomplished before the night is over. Add to that the things that I have added to that list for my pleasure and you will be a busy girl tonight. It is my understanding that you have agreed to do all that Mr. Roarke asks of you and all that his guests ask of you. Is that correct Girl?"

I remain quiet, as I contemplate more earnestly that very question. After all, I do not really know who is in control of my body at the moment. I decide that I can buy a few moments maybe even a minute if she still thinks I am sleeping, so I keep my eyes closed as I contemplate her question. Suddenly she pinches my nipple hard, adding a very cruel twist, and I cry out "ow". Her voice has lost the softness as she responds harshly, "Answer when you are spoken to Girl! Has Roarke not taught you any better than that by now? Perhaps I am wasting my time."

Quickly I answer, realizing I am about to screw up again if I have not already done so. "Yes, sorry, yes. I am available for your complete pleasure, desires and wishes Miss. Please give me another chance. Mr. Roarke will not be happy with me for displeasing you." Luckily for me, she did not leave. "Fine Girl. For now I will give you another chance, but I will extract a price from you for your bad behaviour. If you do sufficiently fine, I shall not report you. However, screw that up wench, and I shall be leaving on the next plane out. Do you understand?" I nod my head on the pillow and say, "Yes Miss. Please Miss may I know who you are? At least how to address you?" Taking pity on me and my ignorance, she responds, "You may call me what you always have Tatoo, I am Miss Sukuov. You are whatever I choose to call you." And she laughs a strong loud laugh directly behind me still. I dare not move, but now that I know it is indeed Miss Sukuov behind me, my mind’s eye pictures the lovely model as she was when she disembarked the plane. A perfect body, long beautiful muscled legs and gorgeous blonde hair. I can’t help but feeling excitement coursing through my veins, as my mind begins to spin fantasies on what exactly the tasks she plans to accomplish and her pending sentence for my earlier bad behaviour.

"Now, first things first Girl," she says, as she rolls away from me, moving to lay on her back. "Roll over little one, and take a look at perfection," and then she laughs that sexy laugh again--the one that sends shivers down my spine and straight to my pussy. I roll over as commanded, catching a glimpse of what I thought was a movement in the window, and then nothing. My eyes quickly travel over her naked body, noting her high, full breasts, with nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling. As my eyes wander lower, I ask, "Miss Sukuov, are we alone? Is Mr. Steele here?" Her legs spread before my eyes and she shows off her nicely trimmed bush. It is cut fairly short, and shaved in a triangle…something I had never seen before. I had removed my own pussy hair completely this week after trying on Mr. Roarke’s bikini. It was so small, my pubic hair was showing, so I had removed it completely so as to avoid that embarrassment. "We are alone Dear. You are mine, all mine for the next while." She smiled and added, "Speaking of mine, the time has come for you to clear your previous bad behaviour…" My mind swam with all the possibilities. The possibilities made me incredibly hot, and partly nervous, as I awaited the end of her sentence.

[Edited by mya on 04-23-2001 at 12:02 AM]

 

[Blackbich]

Ivana

"On the other hand, maybe I will let you contemplate what your punishment will be." As Tatoo lay there looking at me, my mind was overwhelmed with possibilities. I decided to start with a bath. Hopefully something would come to mind. "Get up," I command Tatoo. As she starts getting off the bed I tell her, "Get undressed. You're giving me a bath." I slowly walk into the bathroom, giving her time to check me out. I knew we'd be tasting each others pussy before the night was through and wanted to give her a nice view of her soon to be dinner. As soon as I get settled in the tub, Tatoo walks in. I eye her up and down. "Well, get in," I said. I could feel myself get wet and my nipples almost painfully hard when Tatoo's wet pussy lips parted slightly as she stepped into the tub. I let out a soft groan. I don't know about punishment, this girl definitely looks good enough to eat. "You can begin by washing my back. Use slow strokes," I said as I turn my back to her. Tatoo lathered her hands and began rubbing my back with soft, long strokes, up and down. Unable to help myself, I begin to play with my nipples, alternately pinching and rubbing them. Unable to take it anymore, I turn facing Tatoo. I didn't think I'd be able to speak. Huskily, I manage to get out, "The front now". I look into her eyes. Knowing she could see my arousal, I knew this was the maker or breaker of my trip. I wait to see what Tatoo would do next.

[Edited by Blackbich on 04-23-2001 at 10:19 PM]

 

[mya]

Tatoo - bathes Miss Sukuov as commanded

Tatoo IC -
I quickly responded to Miss Sukuov’s commanding voice as she told me, "Get up. Get undressed. You’re giving me a bath." She had already implied that my punishment would be later. So for the moment I forgot about it and set my mind on pleasing her any way she requested. I quickly untied my bikini top and slipped out of my soiled panties, as I watched her get up and go to the bathroom. She was indeed a magnificent beauty of a woman. Her boobs didn’t sag one little bit, her pussy was so nicely trimmed and her legs were so hard and muscular…she was indeed, as she had said herself, perfection.

As I enter the bathroom Miss Sukuov is already relaxing in the warm water. Her eyes positively feast upon my own nakedness, and I smile and shyly enter the tub. I place first one foot in the tub after she urges me leading me to think that she thinks I should pick up the pace. As my legs part, my pussy lips open briefly, and she catches a glimpse my damp slit. Her groan of delight surprises me and excites me. I pull my second leg into the water and hastily sink down into the warm depths. She turns around, settling between my legs and tells me to wash her back. I lather up a wash cloth with the softly fragrant soap, and begin to stroke her back softly, back and forth, sliding lower, and rubbing the top of her ass and moving upward again. Oh gawd, she is playing with her pert nipples and they are so hard and beautiful. I grin, knowing the pleasure she is getting from alternating between stroking them and pinching them. Then without a warning she hastily turns around again to face me, still sitting between my legs, as she settles each of her legs over mine and huskily says, "The front now." Our eyes meet and I can see the fire in her eyes. I recognize the look as one I know I have seen in my own eyes before, and one I am sure is in mine for her to see now.

I nervously wet my lips with my warm wet pink tongue as my washcloth covered hand settles on her hard stomach. I wash her stomach, slowly moving upwards, washing just beneath her breasts. She presses against me, and I know from my own limited experience what that means…she wants me to touch her breasts. I glide the washcloth over her right nipple. She arches her back, throwing her head back, biting her lips to catch the groans of pleasure. But still one escapes. I smile and glide the soapy cloth over her other breast. She arches her back further. I let the wash cloth go, watching it hover on her high pert tit, half covering it from my view. My bare hand glides to her visible nipple and I circle the hard tip with the pad of my index finger, slipping closer and closer to the peak. Finally reaching the peak. I flick it with my finger tip. I groan as I watch the pebbled nub bounce back and forth beneath my finger…growing longer. The wet wash cloth slides from her other globe, splashing into the water between us. My other hand squeezes that freed globe, as I toss my long hair over my shoulder. I want her to see what I am doing, I do not want my hair to impede her sight. I open my mouth wide, turning my head to the side as my mouth claims one nipple. My tongue flicks that hard sweet peak, as my finger does the same to the other nub. Suddenly I suck the nipple hard, suckling it like a new born babe. Feeling like a new born babe. This is yet another new experience for me. I pull my head away from her glorious tit as I suckle it hard and the nipple finally bursts from my mouth with a popping noise. She squirms, her hips thrust in the water beneath us. She likes it, even I know that. My mouth claims her other nipple and a free hand slides down into the water to wash her pussy. My hand is bare and I stroke over her mound as my teeth grab this nipple and tug it softly, stretching it. I see her eyes are pure molten heat now and I let the tip of her breast escape my teeth by pulling free. My middle finger accidentally slides between her pussy lips, and I feel her slippery clit touch my errant finger as my lips reclaim her nipple and suck hard. Miss Sukuov is panting, apparently unable to command me for the moment, or not feeling the need to command me. That must mean I am doing something right. My mind thinks of Mr. Roarke. Surely he would be satisfied with the way in which I am carrying out my duties this time. Wouldn’t he? I sure wish he could see me now.

 

[Blackbich]

Ivana

This is better than I hoped for. I could have issued the command for Tatoo to start playing with my tits but it just wouldn't have been the same. I thought I'd be able to teach this young kid a thing or two but the tables had been turned. Very few people had ever managed to get me so fucking wet. To think, I didn't think this girl had much experience with women - fooled the hell out of me. Here I'd already cum. Not a loud crazy orgasm but I'd cum nonetheless. I'm glad for the bath water; I've been told that I cum TOO much and have always been a little self conscious about the amount of juice my pussy gushes. When Tatoo slipped her finger into my pussy, I panted like the bitch in heat that I was at that moment. 'God damn, what is this little girl doing to me?' I put my hand under Tatoo's chin and pull her face up so she can face me. I can see the look of confusion on her face but, as hot as I am at the moment, I'm unable to find the humor in the situation. I lean over and kiss her fully on the mouth, softly at first. I start probing her beautiful, full-lipped mouth with my tongue. Tatoo responds likewise, causing me to moan in her mouth. Tatoo begins rubbing her hands up my back, deciding to leave my pussy alone for the moment. I leave a trail of kisses from Tatoo's mouth down her neck alternating between light sucking and nibbling and using my tongue. I feel her head tilting backwards, giving me full access. This is more like it. I start in on the other side of her neck and start rubbing her shoulders, arms, neck, where ever my hands can reach. Like me, Tatoo made it pretty obvious where she wanted my hands, as she kept leaning towards me every time my hands came anywhere near her breasts. Her nipples looked like thimbles, they were so hard. Damn, they looked pretty delicious, actuallly. Deciding to give her what she wanted, I take both of her nipples in my hands and begin lightly pinching them. 'MMMM', Tatoo moaned, closing her eyes, head still tilted back. Using my fingernails, I lightly scratch both nipples. I didn't think they could get any bigger but Tatoo's nipples appeared to grow! I roll her right nipple between my fingers as I lower my head to her left one. I immediately suck it into my waiting mouth, grip it lightly between my teeth and start swishing my tongue back and forth over the tip. 'AAAHHH', I hear Tatoo sigh, bringing her hands behind my head. Deciding to really show off, I bring my left leg back across Tatoo's so that my foot is sitting between us. I switch nipples, sucking her right one and using my hand on her left one. Then, using my big toe, I lightly rub her pussy, going between her pussy lips and clit. 'OOHHH God', Tatoo moaned. I continued the attention until Tatoo began thrusting her hips forward trying to get more pressure on her pussy. I decided it was time. Pulling away I ask Tatoo, "Does it feel good?" Unable to speak, she shakes her head. I suddenly stop everything and lean back, watching Tatoo's face.

[Edited by Blackbich on 04-25-2001 at 06:36 PM]

 

[mya]

Tatoo - moans & squeals!

Tatoo-
IC
I did not expect the tide to turn so quickly. One moment I had Miss Sukuov panting, and the next, she grabs my attention by tilting my face up to hers as she looks into my eyes, she leans forward and kisses me full on the mouth. She has turned the tables on me. Her tongue probes and coaxes me to open my lips to hers. Her kiss so like Mr. Roarke’s, filled with lust and passion, but so different too. It is so much gentler, and softer. No stubble scratching at my chin and cheeks. I enjoy her kiss, kissing her back. Learning the sensation of a woman’s tongue on mine. Then her hot wet lips are trailing down my cheek and over my jaw, her tongue tasting the soft skin of my neck. She knows exactly which spot drives me wild. "Mmmmmmmm Miss, that is soooooooo good," I whisper. My nipples are already on fire, anticipating where her lips may be headed. Hoping. I can’t help but press my tits towards her, asking for more still. Then suddenly Miss pinches them. "MMMMMM" and I close my eyes and lean my head back on the edge of the tub. My nipples grow longer and harder and then when I think I can’t stand it anymore, she leans over and sucks one long hard nipple in her mouth. As Miss Sukuov’s tongue lavishes the hard nub, my hands grip her head holding her close, urging her to keep up what she is doing. At the same time her hands feel so damn good on my hot skin. Then in a totally unexpected move, she pulls her left foot between my legs and settles them over my pussy. She strokes the outer lips adding a delightful pressure. My breathing is quickened, I know I will cum soon if she keeps up the pace. I stay very still ready to have Miss Sukuov send me spiraling in a cascade of stars to the heavens. My fever grows to a pitch, my nipples hard, my eyes closed and head tossed back, my breathing hot and heavy, my pussy pressing against her toes…so close now…and then I suddenly it all stops and I hear Miss say "Does it feel good?" It is not possible for me to speak, so I nod my head in agreement. Miss Sukuov leans back, and watches me intently.

I know my face is flushed and probably my chest too. I look into her eyes questioningly, confused about what I am to do next. I am incredibly aroused and hungry for more. I can see by the look in her eyes that she wants more too. "But why did she stop?" I wonder silently. I catch my breath as I think about what has happened and where this is to go. "May I help you cum Miss?" I ask quietly and tentatively. As I await her response, I see something in the mirror…a definite movement caught from outside the bathroom, and I squeal, this time with surprise, "EEEEEEEEEEK!!! Who’s that? Miss there is definitely someone there, I am sure of it." I quickly slip back deep into the water, which is kind of stupid considering I have been pretty much naked most of the last month for all to see, but I can’t help but find myself once again embarrassed by my nakedness. The movement forces Miss Sukuov’s foot tighter between my moist thighs and a groan escapes my lips as her toe presses against my own swollen and red clit.

 

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Roarke enjoys

I was so proud of Tatoo. I watched from the window as a father would his child growing up before his very eyes. In just one short month, she had come so far. No longer the shy, wide eyed, virginal schoolgirl, but a blossoming young flower, who soon would be able to make a man cum just by being within 20 yards of her. Though she might not fully understand it, all the training and punishment I had given her was not solely for my own perverted self interest, but because I truly cared for this very special girl, and wanted the absolute best for her....

I shifted my position at the window, darting to the other side to get a clear view of the bathroom, trusting I wouldn't be seen. I watched as Ivana, then Tatoo, carried their naked bodies toward the tub. Despite our closeness the past month, this was the first time I had had the exquisite pleasure of actually laying eyes on Tatoo's pussy. Mmmmm....what a sweetly delicious sight! I had secretly been wondering whether she was a natural blonde or not, and unfortunately I got no further information from this new evidence. My eyes remained rivited to her bald little love muffin as she stepped into the tub, both sets of her lips smiling gently

I waited in anticipation, fully expecting Miss Sukuov to assume command and test my servant's mettle. I was completely delighted to see my eager, young assistant take the initiative in fulfilling her responsibilities. She well understood it was her job to sense our client's needs, even if unspoken, and she performed brilliantly. Her hands glided the washcloth like a seasoned veteran over Ivana's succulent skin, her intuition of a woman's likes and desires amazingly high for one who was so new at this. She knew just when to slow down, just when to speed up, just when to pull back and let Ivana enjoy a moment alone with her nipples. All those years of exploring her own body had instilled in her a beautiful sensitivity to the complex desires of her own sex.

She knew how to give a man a raging hard-on as well, as my pulsating member would testify to. My knees were weakening and my surroundings dimmed as I focused on the pleasure party taking place beyond the window pane. The ever so slowly building heat between the two beautiful ladies was a sight to behold. Nipples being teased, breasts offered up willingly, deep and passionate kisses, Tatoo's first with a woman. Such a graceful exchange of momentum, each supporting the other, one giving, one receiving; one teaching, one learning, then switching; both deeply commited to the other's pleasure, as only two women can be.

I delighted at seeing my little girl so free and willing to experiment, explore, learn new things, surrender to the moment. Her face was enraptured with delight as Ivana's toe teased her newly awakened pussy. Tatoo, however, in the throes of passion, did not see the change in Ivana's eyes as her foot worked. Her eyes became darker, heavier, more sinister. I didn't know what to expect next, but a chill deep in my bones signaled me that something was not quite right. I didn't want to disturb the girls' pleasure, but for safekeeping I wanted to be closer to the action, just in case. I entered the hut silent as a mouse. I hoped their moans would cover my entrance but suddenly the action stopped. "May I help you cum Miss?" I moved quickly to hide in the small closet hoping not to be heard. "EEEEEEEEEK!" Tatoo squealed. "Oh, shit!" I thought, ducking into the closet. I hoped Ivana would dismiss her cries and carry on. I wanted to know what this chill in my bones was about, and I had plans of my own for the ladies as well......