The Resort <<Open for 1 male and 1 female, PM first>>

ositoandtigresa

Young, and Daring
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this is Fizzter43 and Tigresa here, we are looking for another male and female to play the role of another couple at the resort. We have a small idea of certain aspects of we want in this thread, but are open to suggestions as well. If you are interested please PM us, concering your character, and any ideas for certain aspects of this story.

The story itself is taking place at one of those all-inclusive resorts down in the Caribbean.

Our Desciptions:

Patrick
21
6'0"
185 lbs
short dirty blond/brown hair
Hazel eyes
Average Build
He is the more introverted personality of the two, but in the right situation he will open up, not really that daring but Gyna is changing that

Gyna
20
5'0"
110 lbs
Medium length dark brown hair
light brown eyes
Petite build
She is the more daring of the two, and while she is more outgoing then Patrick, she is defiantly not the crazy outgoing party girl.

EDIT: Other couple descriptions:

Larry
22
6"2
235 pounds
Messy, dark brown, almost black hair that hangs in a low fringe over his forehead.
Dark blue eyes
Above-average build - fairly muscled, but nothing special.
Larry's a very open, fun-loving person who enjoys the company of other people. As for how daring he is, well, his motto is that you only live once, so you might as well get the enjoyment out of it.

Samantha (Sam)
22 years
Red hair
Green eyes
5'5"
Medium Build
Samantha works as a web designer, the office located inside her home. She’s an avid collector of whatnots and other oddities. Glass phalluses are a new acquisition for her. Samantha’s a flirt, but a faithful wife, devoted to her husband. Though she is young, she sees herself as wiser than most women and men her age.

Note: Thank you to all that showed interest in out thread ;)
 
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Patrick And Gyna

Patrick and Gyna had just arrived at there resort, it was an all inclusive in the Bahamas, they had their own private island. It was there vacation from everything that was considered normal back in the city. No need to work, they could wake up whenever they wanted, and well do whatever they wanted whenever they felt like it. Patrick was a computer programmer, it was his second year working for the big corporate entity that hired him for a co-op position when he was in University, and he has been working there ever since he finished his degree, they liked him so much.

Gyna followed him into the resort’s main lobby. She was defiantly the more adventure seeking one of the two of them. It looked odd, because you wouldn’t be able to tell just by looking at them, the height difference, and other factors just made it seem like they weren’t right for each other but if you just spent a few minutes talking to Patrick and Gyna, you would be able to tell that they really loved each other deeply, which was all that mattered.

Gyna was still in school, she was on her way to becoming a vet. It was something she dreamed of her whole life, and she was just accepted into the Vet school she wanted this past year, so this was going to be more then a vacation, it was going to be a time to rest, and enjoy and celebrate, they were engaged as well, so everything was going so right for them.

They looked around after checking in and having their bags taken to the room they have for the next couple weeks. It was perfect, a beautiful beach for them to enjoy and well if they didn’t want to just tan, or swim there were plenty of others things to do, Gyna could be pampered in the spa, they could eat a romantic dinner together, or just curl up in a hammock. Patrick gave Gyna a nice long kiss as they smiled looking out over the ocean. “This is going to be the start of a wonderful vacation Love.” He said with his arms wrapped around her lovingly.
 
Back downstairs, a young man struggled into the lobby, straining under several heavy suitcases, finally stopping to catch his breath. The fact that he was in pretty good shape should have been a testimony to how packed those suitcases were but then again, this usually happened on vacation.

He cast his eyes through the window of the gift shop and spotted a beautiful redhead inside, examining one of the shelves. Tipping one of the bellhops to keep an eye on the bags, he went inside and (freakishly quietly for someone of his size) came up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist, hugging her close from behind.

"See anything you like, Sam?"
 
Samantha squeaked in shock as a pair of strong arms slipped around her waist. They’d been married two years and still her husband managed to surprise her unexpectedly. She assumed she know his presence by now, his footsteps, even catch the scent of him, but she hadn’t, then again he was always on the road and she was tucked behind a computer screen. This vacation was for them though, a time to relax, enjoy and simply get to know each other again. Two years wasn’t long, but with both of them having full time careers, sometimes life got in the way and they weren’t able to devote as much time to each other as they wished.

She spun in his arms, wrapped both around his neck and kissed him softly, yet quick, since they were in the middle of a public shop. Pulling away and taking one of his hands, she entwined her fingers with his and led him over to a small glass case. “There are lots of things, but this keeps calling me back.” She pointed out a miniature sand castle made of crystal, tiny ruby flags were perched at the top of the turrets and she knew she would want it as a souvenir.

Soon, Larry had his wallet out, she had her figurine, and they were heading out of the shop and up to their room. The bellhop had loaded their baggage onto a trolley and followed behind them. They reached the room, Samantha pressed close to her husband, already anxious to change into her swimsuit and take a stroll on the beach, but knowing Larry may want to rest after their long flight. Inwardly, she hoped not, because this was her first time on a tropical island, let alone at a resort and she was giddy with excitement. Larry being a wrestler had traveled extensively more than her, so she assumed he probably wasn’t near as excited as her.
 
Tipping the bellhop, Larry shut the door behind him as he gave a luxurious stretch, sighing as several joints popped loudly back into place. Between the long flight and cab drive here, he hadn't had a lot of time to stretch out and was looking forward to relaxing for a while.

He gave Sam a soft smile and gently pulled her into his lap as he sat down on the bed, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and giving her a long loving kiss. Two years and yet she still managed to make his heart beat as fast as the night they had met.

Samantha's friends had won a competition that his company was having, which was comprised of several front row tickets to the show as well as backstage passes. He hadn't noticed her during the match (sort of hard to do when someone is swinging a steel chair at your head) but when he was unwinding backstage after the show, he noticed the group of young women being taken on their tour. All of them were fairly pretty, but the young redhead (who looked to be vaguely bored out of her mind) immediately caught his attention.

Larry finally broke their kiss, smiling mischievously. "So how bored were you that night I met you?"
 
Gyna snuggled against his body gently and gave him a soft kiss. She was still amazed that after five years, she still reacted as strongly as she did the first time they were together. He made her melt everytime he smiled or gazed at her, his touch and kisses still made her shiver with excitement.

They still couldnt believe how lucky they had been. They had both been members at a particular website and started talking through messenger, even though they lived 1800 miles apart; him in Canada and her in Puerto Rico. They later met and after a year, they were living within a few miles of each other. Now, after four years, they were already engaged and lived in the same house.

With a mall sigh, Gyna turned in his arms and gave him a tender kiss "How about we hit the beach for a bit? Just walk along the shore?" she asked with a smile as she caressed his face lovingly
 
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She giggled softly, leaning into him and feeling the strength in his presence surround her again. . .it was always that way with him. . .strength. Sam smiled, turned herself so she could swing one of her arms around his shoulder and allow the other to rest against his chest. “I told you. . .it wasn’t that I was bored, it just wasn’t my thing. But Denise, and her boyfriend were all excited, the others too and I couldn’t rain on their parade and be the only one not going from our group.” She winked and snuggled closer. “Aren’t ya glad I came?”

She knew the answer and never expected him to tell her. Sam’s lips settled over his in a slow kiss, her tongue tracing the shape of his lips, before slipping inside to dance slowly along with his. Eventually she felt herself melting into him, and growing more needy than she was sure either of them were ready for, after all they had just spent hours on a plane, if they made love now, they’d be in bed sleeping till morning.

Pulling away, Samantha stood up and walked over to the bags. “I’m going to jump in the shower and wash away the jet lag, then maybe we can catch a bite, hit the beach or just go for a stroll.” She pulled out her two piece, a mesh top and a short pink skirt. “If you’d rather though, we can stay in.”

She chewed on her lower lip, hoping her husband would take her out, but knowing if he truly was exhausted their first night in the tropics would be spent inside the confines of their room. For a moment she contemplated going by herself. That thought was dismissed when she realized it would defeat the purpose of the trip, if they didn’t spend time together. Samantha waited somewhat patiently to be told to either shower up and change or to come to bed and relax with her spouse.
 
Larry quirked an eyebrow at her as he lay back on the bed, smiling a bit. While most people wrote him off as a muscle-bound buffoon when they heard what his occupation was, he was actually pretty smart and excellent at reading people. And if he could read strangers like a book, what the woman he loved wanted was as clear as day to him.

"Sure, Sam..." He said, then sat up only for his back to protest with a loud crack and his eyes widened before he collapsed right back down. He put his hand in the air, pointing at the shower as he moaned jokingly. "Go wash, baby - I should be recovered when you get out."

He glanced up to see her two-piece and let out an appreciative wolf whistle. "And you'd better hurry before I change my mind and decide we're not leaving the room for the next three days."
 
Patrick and Gyna

Patrick looked at Gyna loving. “Sure my darling, I’m going to get changed into something more suitable for the weather before we go.” He said heading over towards his suitcase and pulling out a comfortable t-shirt and a pair of swimming trunks to replace the golf shirt and jeans he was wearing. He turned and smiled at Gyna as she walked by as well. “I see you decided to do the same thing love.” He said smiling at her lovingly.

Patrick could hardly believe it. It really was about 5 years now since they first started to talk. The ring Gyna originally had bought herself to show that she would be together with Patrick forever, was replaced twice already, with a promise ring from Patrick that first Christmas they spent together, one they will never forget because of how relaxed her parents were about them being alone. It was then replaced the year before he graduated with an engagement ring, something neither of them could believe at first that they really got to that point. He smiled at her, this wasn’t there honeymoon, but just a fun trip they wanted to have together before the craziness of the next few months began. In four months they would be married and together for the rest of their lives.

EDIT: OOC: Just added these next paragraphs

IC:Gyna smiled as she passed him to get to the bathroom. She stood on her tip toes to give him a quick kiss before grabbing her swimming suit and a short skirt in one hand,while the other started to take off the t-shirt and bra she had worn on the plane, letting Patrick see her bare back. After a few minutes, she had on the lower part of her knitted black swimming suit and the short black skirt. Walking over to him, she grinned and gave him the quickest look of her breasts before turning around and placing the top over them "Would you help me with the straps, Honey?" she asked in an innocent voice.

She loved teasing Patrick like this, just as he returned the favor with slightly naughty gifts and the like. He grinned and helped her with the straps on her top and gave her a kiss, and slapped her ass playfully. "There we go baby, all ready for the beach now." He said as he wrapped his arm around her and led her towards the beach.
 
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Samantha stood under the hot sprays of water, allowing the hard pellets of liquid to slather her skin and penetrate her muscles. She rolled her neck, shoulders, eventually her arms were lifted above her head and she was stretching each vertebra until the toil of the trip left her aching joints. Once that was done, she quickly washed her hair, and her body, smoothed cream over her flesh and shaved away whatever hairs had sprung up on her legs, under her arms and across her mound. Eventually, Samantha slipped from the shower, allowed herself to drip dry as she blew her hair dry with the complimentary blow dryer.

When she left the bathroom, it was in the bright pink bikini top, matching thong bottom, and a mesh shirt over top, leaving the neon color visible to any and all that gazed upon her. In her hands she held the skirt and winked as she shimmed into it, letting her husband take in the tantalizing wiggle, before she glided her feet into her pink, shell-tipped sandals. She spun back around, her lips already forming into a wide and excited grin.

“Ready?” she asked, knowing her husband was indulging her for the time being, until he became too tired to enjoy their first night. Either way, she was glad he was willing to push himself a little further for her benefit. “Beach stroll or dinner?”

Her fingers toyed with the little gems on her tiny skirt as she leaned against the wall and eyed her husband. “You're so sexy,” she told him, just suddenly feeling very appreciative of his good looks and easy going charisma. Her smile was genuine as she waited for him to take her out and into the beauty of the tropics.
 
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Larry smiled as he got to his feet, gently pressing his body against hers and pinning her to the wall. "You should be one to talk..." He whispered as he gently cupped her rear while it peeked sexily between the thong, squeezing the soft skin. "But thanks for the compliment anyway..."

He kissed her, a little rougher than the one they had before, his tongue lashing against hers as he pressed himself against the front of her thong. When he was sure he'd taken her breath away, he pulled back, grinning mischievously.

"Let's take that stroll, Sam.."

At that, he stripped off his shirt, shorts and boxers, leaving himself naked to her gaze as he pretended to look confused. With a well-defined, smooth chest and abdomen, muscled legs and a not-too-shabby Larry junior, he'd probably be a shoe-in for a Playgirl centrefold. Too bad this site was for one woman only.

"Now where, oh where did I put my boardshorts?
 
Patrick

Patrick led Gyna down to the beach. His arm was wrapped around her lovingly as they walked across it, stopping to give each other kisses along the way, at what seemed like every possible moment. It was a beautiful evening, the sun was just setting now, giving a beautiful view that they stopped to enjoy along with the few other couples that were out on the beach right now. Patrick and Gyna smiled at each other, arms wrapped lovingly around the others body, as the sun slowly set over the resort.

They looked at each other and neither of them desired to head back inside to the room yet, it was such a perfect evening, so why waste it. They continued to walk along the beach, enjoying each moment they spent with each other, loving every moment they spend together. Patrick smiled at Gyna. “So baby what do you want to do now, keeping walking along the beach enjoying the night air, or do you care to get something to eat. I figure you are probably hungry since we haven’t eaten anything since those few snacks we had onboard the plane.”
 
Samantha giggled, rolled her eyes and even managed to feel herself blush. He could still make her do that. . .grow pink by displaying his perfectly formed body. She licked her lips and trailed one finger down his chest, before resting her nails at the top of his groin. Her eyes held his for a moment, one brow rising slightly more than the other, before she stepped in, wrapped her fingers around his cock and gave him several long, drawn out strokes. Just as his eyelids started to flutter, Sam dropped his cock and walked around him. She grinned as she reached for his swim wear and tossed it at him, laughing when it landed on his swollen shaft.

“Meet me in the lobby stud,” she said, darting past him and out the door, before he could grab her. She let it close swiftly behind her and then waited in the hall, instead of in the lobby. Her finger were clasped together, as she waited for her husband to come out of the room, sporting a tent for her and all others to see. She knew she’d be in trouble later, but realistically, she didn’t care. It was that kind of trouble she liked. . .the kind where she teased him all day and then got royally fucked when she was cornered.

A ripple of pleasure filled her as she imagined the fun they would have after the walk, a swim and a bite to eat. Though if her spouse played his cards right, which he often did, she’d be dinner as would he.
 
A moan of pleasure had just escaped his lips when his infuriatingly teasing, yet incredibly desirable wife stopped and tossed him his board-shorts, the clothing landing right on his hard cock.

“Meet me in the lobby stud...” She said, quickly exiting the room and leaving him sporting a huge erection and leaving him to wonder how he was going to put on the shorts without anyone noticing - they were roomy, but not that roomy. Eventually, he decided to just go with it.

After changing, he went out into the hall and found her leaning against the wall, her eyes immediately going to the rather noticeable bulge at the front of his shorts. Growling playfully, he pulled her closer.

"You do realise I'm going to pay you back for that, at least two-fold, right?"
 
Chuckling, Samantha allowed herself the pleasure of feeling her husband’s cock press against her as he held her close. She wrapped her arms around his neck, offering her lips to his and eventually pulling away when she felt her resolve slipping. Holding hands, they made their way together out of the hotel and down to the beach. The breeze cooled her flush skin as Samantha breathed in the scents of the tropics. Several birds fluttered here and there, ones that Samantha knew had to be native to their environment, for she’d not seen any of their like before.

The sandals she wore were soon dangling from her hand as she and her husband walked down the beach to the soft wet sand that had been and was being licked at my the waves. A sigh of pleasure escaped her as she held onto her husband, squealing on occasion as the ocean rose up and lapped at her legs and his.

“I’m afraid I’ll never want to leave this place,” she told him, holding his arm and letting the wind lift and tickle her hair. She spoke the truth; the thought of either one of them returning to their normal lives was something she could easily do without.
 
"Well, I'm sure there's a wrestling company or two in the this area," Larry replied, smiling softly as he nuzzled her cheek while they looked at the sunset. "If I have to get hit in the head with chairs, I may as well do it in a scenic place."

They sat down, Larry slipping his arm around her as her head softly leaned on his arm. Both were enjoying the silence when suddenly...

"Hey, stop!" Larry glanced left and saw a rather seedy-looking man running away from a young girl, a bag that most definitely didn't belong to him in his hand. A sigh escaped his lips as he slowly rose - seems no matter where they went, you still found scum like this.

The grabber saw the tall man step in front of him and growled, lashing out with a closed fist and striking Larry across the cheek. When he saw the man shrug it off as if it was nothing, he realised in the split-second it took Larry to cock his own arm back that this might not have been the best idea.

Larry returned the punch with interest, blasting the man onto his ass before grabbing his leg and locking in a half-Boston Crab, nearly bending him in half and also killing any chance he had of running away.

"Hey, you two!" He yelled at the only other couple in sight, a younger man with blonde hair and a petite woman with brown hair. "If you have a phone, mind calling the police?"
 
Gyna was snuggling against Patrick and was about to answer when they heard a commotion besides them. Swiftly they tured to find a man on top of another, holding him down while the other had in his hand what could only be a stolen purse.

As she heard the question, she raised an eyebrow, knowing neither of them had a phone on. She looked at Patrick for a second before moving over to the two men porposely. Kneeling down, she looked at the man that was on top "Hold him down and dont make sudden movements ok? I dont have a phone so we need to get him unconcious. Im gonna press two fingers into his windpipe to knock him out but, if you move, I might kill him ok?" she said calmly though, inside, she was thinking God, I never thought I would use Tae-kwon-Do and Judo quite like this

Placing her index and middle fingers on top of his windpipe gently, she could see the thief renew his struggles before she pressed down firmly, leaving him unconcious. With a sigh, she stood and looked over at the man that had been holding him down "He should stay unconcious for a few hours. Are you ok?" she asked with concern as she saw a clear mark where, she supposed, the thief had punched him.
 
"Eh, no biggie," Larry replied, waving it off and giving her a small smile. "When you've been thrown off of a balcony and onto burning tables wrapped in barbed wire like I have, a half-assed punch like that is nothing..."

When he noted the look she threw at him following that statement, he laughed good-naturedly. "I'm a professional wrestler. My name's Larry, and the beautiful lady you see jogging up behind me to see if I'm okay and then to tell me off is my wife, Samantha. Thanks for your help, miss...?"
 
"Gyna... My name's Gyna. The man running over to see whats up is my fiancee, Patrick. Glad to know youre ok then, Larry" Gyna said with a sigh as she looked up to find another woman running towards them, followed by a couple of police officers.

After a few questions from the officers, the thief was taken away and the two couples were left standing in the near twilight, the sun having set and the moon starting to shine its light on a canvas of dark blue, deep red orange and a few blushes of rose in the sky. "We were just about to go have dinner, would you like to join us?"
 
"Are you psychic? Because we were just about head off for dinner as well after our walk," Larry gave Patrick a nodded greeting as he slipped his arm around Samantha. "Well, I hope my darling wife won't mind me answering for her, but yeah, we'd love to."
 
Patrick smiled at them as he slipped his arm around Gyna, giving her a soft kiss. "Making friends I see baby." He said as he smiled at her." He looked at the other couple. "Well did you guys have anywhere that you were thinking of going to because we were just going to the first place we saw that looked nice." He said looking at both of them.

It was amazing, just a couple of hours into their vacation and well Gyna as already helped to subdue a burgular, and seems to already be making friends with another young couple. He smiled at her, she defiantly was going at making friends.
 
"Hey, if I can eat it without significant heartburn, I'm a happy camper," Larry replied, his South African accent even more apparent as he laughed. "So I'm easy."
 
Samantha’s heart was in her throat as she watched her husband deal with the thief. When she reached his side, she saw he was talking to another man and woman as if stopping a dangerous criminal was just something he did every day. She glanced briefly at the young couple, then glared at her spouse, her hand coming down to land solidly on his chest in a frustrated cry of annoyance. She knew he was not pained by her little swat, nor was he hurt by the man he had dealt with. “Damn you!” she hissed. “He could have had a gun or something. . .and don’t give me that. . ‘Ooh baby, it was nothing. I do this every day’ line either. Stop being a hero when I’m around.” Her lower lip trembled, as she stared at her spouse, imagining the worse, something she was known for doing. A trait that often annoyed her, but humored her wrestling husband.

He pulled her against him, his strength calming her fears and turned her so she faced the couple. She smiled softly, though the grin did not meet her eyes. Two police officers came and led the man away, telling Larry he would need to come down in the morning to give a statement. She pursed her lips, wanting to tell them take the statement now. . . because she didn’t want her vacation tainted with a trip to the station.

A soft cough pulled her attention back to the couple. She noticed her husband was introducing them and she quickly backtracked her subconscious, hoping to catch up with the flurry of activity that had seemingly swam right by. “I’m sorry. I’m Samantha.” She extended her hand, keeping herself safely tucked against her spouse. She learned their names, and then agreed that dinner would be lovely, since she was more than ready for a stiff drink. She allowed the others to lead, her fingers clutching Larry, in hopes that he knew how frightened he had made her.
 
Gyna

With a smile to Samantha, Gyna grabbed Patricks hand as both couples walked inside the resort and into one of the restaurants. She sat next to Patrick and looked at the other couple "So what brings you guys to paradise?" she said with a friendly smile as one of her fingers gently stroked the back of Patrick's hand under the table. Patrick smiled at his wife, as his left hand rested lovingly on her leg, moving slowly back and forth as the girls started to talk about certain things as they were all waiting for a waiter to show up to take their orders for supper, since they were all extremely hungry.
 
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Larry chuckled a bit. "Well, we're both pretty busy and haven't seen a lot of each other lately. We decided to take some time to get away from it all and just get to know eahc other again."

He gently gripped Sam's hand beneath the table, the two sharing a smile as Gyna and her began talking. Larry turned to Patrick.

"So, Patrick, what do you do for a living?"
 
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