Fantasy Resort: The Day of Arrival

It had started out as a normal day for Sandra Parker, or so she had thought. Little things she noticed stuck out in her mind, small little oddities, but she was at work and didn't let herself dwell on them. If she had, maybe she would have been more prepared. Her boss, Brian, was a bit more cheerful when she came in, and he came around at nine o'clock to lay more projects on her. Her co-workers seemed bubbly and all smiles and sunshine when she was around - weird any day, but on a Monday, even more so. They whispered and grinned, but hushed up when she talked to them, though they were never able to suppress their smiles.

The first shock of the day came just before lunch, when a bundle of roses came from her husband, Jason. They came with a card, telling her that he would be by to pick her up for lunch at noon. She grinned as she read it, feeling a joy in her heart. They had been married for ten years now, and even after two children, he still knew how to make her swoon. He didn't do it much, she had to admit, but when he did, his out-pouring of romanticism was surprising.

As she was leaving her office, Brian caught up with her just as she entered the elevator. He was pleasant, as he usually was in casual conversation, he asked, seemingly with passing interest about the state of her current work load. Sandy gave him a quick review of what she had left, noting that most of her current projects were all finished - and knowing as she said it, that Brian was going to lay more on her.

He didn't. Instead, as the elevator opened its doors on the ground floor, Brian merely grinned at her and nodded, satisfied with her quick update, and told her to have a good time. He waved to Jason, who stood outside the glass lobby doors waiting for her, and Brian turned to walk off in the opposite direction.

Mystified, but not dwelling on it, Sandy rushed out to meet her husband, who scooped her up in a tight embrace and whirled her around. "Ready?" he asked.

"For lunch? Absolutely!"

They didn't do lunch together often, even though their offices weren't far apart. Neither seemed to ever have the time, so this was a rare and wonderful surprise for her. Which made it all the more interesting when the black limousine pulled up and the chauffer got out and opened the door for them.

"What's this?" Sandra asked, laughing with surprise.

"Our limo," Jason replied with a grin as he waved her to the car. Playing along, Sandy climbed in the oversized car and sunk down into the plush leather seats. Jason got in and sat down next to her, his hand roaming across her stockings in what she thought was a rather inappropriate gesture for the middle of the day in a limo - especially when they didn't have time for a quickie.

She didn't stop him, though, or dissuade his kisses on her neck, which were turning her on. While they never lacked in the sex department, they rarely had the time for the kinky encounters of their early twenties, and sex in the back of a limo was definitely something that appealed to her exhibitionistic desires.

"Wait! Where are we going?" Sandra put a sudden stop on the foreplay when she noticed their car was pulling onto the interstate.

"The airport," Jason replied nonchalantly.

"The airport? Where are we going for lunch?" she asked, thinking he was joking.

"We aren't going for lunch - we are going on vacation!"

"What?"

"Twelve days at the luxurious Montraise Isle Fantasy Resort. Lounging on the beach, partying all night, massages, spa treatments, being pampered and waited on the whole time - all inclusive, too." Jason grinned at her.

"What? I can't just take off work without notice!" Sandra was shocked, even a bit terrified! How could Jason just drag her out of her office like that without warning her? Brian was going to throw a fit!

"I arranged this with your office two months ago!"

That was shocking. "What about the kids?"

"No kids allowed at this place - adults only. Your parents agreed to stay at our place with them while we are gone. They'll be fine!"

"I didn't pack!"

"I did - it's all ready for you."

"But . . . " She couldn't think of anything else to say, no other arguments. And they did both need a vacation; they had been saying so for months. And he had had this planned that whole time! "You sneaky little devil!"

"I knew you would get into this idea," he replied, kissing her on the mouth, his tongue slowing parting her lips.

Well, if they were heading to the airport, Sandra told herself, then there was plenty of time for a quicky! Her fingers slid down to Jason's crotch and found he was in the same mood that she was: horny. Her eyes darted up to the front of the car, her gaze meeting the driver's own in the rear view mirror. Giving him a naughty smile and a wink, she quickly up did her husband's pants and freed his throbbing hard-on. She shifted positions, pushing Jason back into the seat and getting down on her knees before him.

She knew the driver could see everything as she took her husband's cock between her lips, and that knowledge made her hot. She was going to make sure this was one trip this driver would never forget!

* * * * *

The small propeller plane landed at the Montraise Isle Airport early that evening. There were, maybe, thirty people on the flight, and Sandy, being the out-going type, had gotten to know most of them before they made their connecting flight. Only two of the other couples on the flight were going to the Fantasy resort - the others were heading to one of the other three resorts on the island. It seemed that each of the resorts was on a different end of the small island, with the main capitol city and airport smack in the middle of it all.

The weather was warm, a sunny eighty-something degrees with a gentle breeze. Sandy was glad that her husband had had the foresight to pack her a change of cloths. Her business suit would have been way to warm and uncomfortable now. She grinned as she thought about changing in the limousine. She had been completely naked soon after they had started fooling around, and had remained that way until they actually arrive at the airport - nearly a hour drive form her office. The driver had oogled her body the entire time, and she had wanted to tip him with a blow-job at the airport, but sadly, didn't have the time due to the flight. Though he had always said he would be cool with her doing something like that, Sandy wasn't totally sure how Jason would have reacted had she indeed done something like that, and she wasn't going to ruin a good vacation before it started by bringing it up. Maybe if they got a limo ride back from the airport when they got home . . .

Workers at the airport were quick to grab their luggage, and upon giving their names and destination to the porters, they were led directly to another limo, this one silver. Their bags set into the truck as Jason and Sandy where escorted into the car.

Sandra was surprised to find that their was a woman sitting in the limo, seemingly waiting for them. She was even more surprised that the woman was topless. A curvy, voluptuous brunette, late twenties maybe, with long, dark hair that hung straight down to her waist, she wore nothing more then a shear tropical wrap tied round her hips. Her skin was bonze from hours in the sun, and her nipples, hard from the cold air conditioning in the car, were just a shade darker then the color of her hefty breasts, which bore no tan lines. Her wrap was fairly see through, and Sandy was sure she would be able to see this woman's pussy if she didn't have her legs crossed. Sandy found the woman particularly pretty, and was instantly a bit jealous of the girl, and a little upset that she was in their limo.

The woman smiled warmly as Jason and Sandy got in the care. She didn't seem at all bother by her nudity, or the fact that her companions were not in the same state as she. As soon as Jason was in, the door was closed and their driver started off.

"Hello," the woman started, flashing her brilliant white teeth. "I am Lissa and I will be your event coordinator and private liaison during your stay at Fantasy Resort. Jason and Sandra, yes?" She reached out and shook each other their hands in turn.

Sandra was disappointed. From the sound of it, this busty brown-haired beauty was going to be around them all week! She was gorgeous and soft and her tits were to die for - much bigger and fuller then Sandy's own. D's she guessed, or DD's, which put her own B's to shame. Sandy was a bit of a waif, slender from years of running, a bit pale from working through the days, and a small mop of curly reddish blond hair kept short so that it was easier to manage. She couldn't help but compare herself to this younger vixen in the car and in everyway feel inferior.

"This is your first stay with us at Fantasy Resort? Good! We do so hope you will enjoy your stay. If, at any time, there is anything I can do to make your stay more pleasant, let me know. As you know, our resort features 3 separate pools, 8 bars, twelve different restaurants, and -"

Sandy wasn't even listening anymore. She let the sounds of Lissa's voice drone on as she watched the scenery pass by the window. She noticed Jason seemed inattentive, and she saw his eyes rarely drifted down to Lissa's round orbs, which bounced and jiggled with every bump in the dirt road.

And suddenly, as they neared their location, Lissa's words jarred Sandy back to attention. " . . . not mandatory, clothing is optional through the resort."

"What?" Sandy looked up, confused.

"Clothing is optional," Lissa repeated, flashing another winning smile, "thoughtout the whole resort, even in the dinning areas and bars. I'm sorry, did you not know that?"

Sandy shook her head and flashed a look at Jason, "I think someone forgot to mention that point." She wasn't angry at him, just a little surprised. They had always talked about going to a clothing optional resort, but she hadn't expected him to spring it on her like this.

Lissa flushed visibly though her tan cheeks, "I'm so sorry! This is really quite embarrassing! I thought you knew that, at least, or else I would have worn something more appropriate to meet you! Oh god, what you must think of me, showing up like this!"

Sandra began to been a little embarrassed herself, now realizing why their hostess was attired so. Most of the people at their resort would be dressed that way.

"It's fine, really."

"Oh, here we are! Um, just so you are prepared," Lissa said, turning to Sandy. "The resort is rather liberal in it's rules. Not only will their be a lot of nudity but you'll also see plenty of . . . well, to but it bluntly, people fucking."

The car came to a stop a the bottom of large set of stairs that led up into the main lobby. Lissa got out first and led Jason and Sandra up into the the spacious lobby. It looked like a dream, a little slice of paradise full of flowing fountains, tropical flowers, and brightly feathered birds. It was a very open area, no ways, just large pillars holding up the ceiling, and a warm fresh breeze swirled through the whole place. Topless waitress wearing grass skirts rushed up, offering fresh fruit and pineapples juice spiked with spiced rum, of which both partook.

Lissa led the couple through the lounge and to their bungalow, a small private house down a little path. One side faced a beauteous garden pool, and the other side faced the beach, white sands and blue water as far as the eyes could see. The bungalow itself was amazing, decked out with a full luxury kitchen, huge living room and dinning room, and a master bedroom that put their own room at home to shame. Their was a Jacuzzi in the room, and another large hot tub in the bathroom, complete with shower. Their was a smaller bedroom, too, which Lissa referred to as the guest room, which made Sandy giggle. She wondered how many people actually had guests in their room at the resort.

"And this is Conner," Lissa stated as she opened the sliding glass door that led out to the patio, which stepped down to the beach. As soon as the door was open, a wild, energetic golden retriever bound in, tail wagging madly to great her. After licking her hands a few times, Conner rushed around to great Jason and Sandy in turn, his excitement mounting.

"Conner?" Sandy was confused.

"I know how much you love dogs and wished we had one, but Jeffy is allergic. So I thought we could have one on our vacation," Jason replied, grinning at her, his eyes full of warmth and husbandy love.

"That is so sweet!" Sandy knelt down to scratch Conner's ears, and the dog lapped at her face, welcoming her into his home.

"Ah, here are your bags," Lissa stated as some ported carried in their gear. "Well, I'll let you two settle in. Here is my number should you need anything at all; just give me a call when you are ready for dinner and we can get you room service or get you a spot in one of the restaurants. Have fun!" With a wave, she and the porters were gone.

Sandy punched Jason's arm. "A nudist resort?"

"A hedonist resort!" he replied with a grin.

"Yeah, I noticed on the walk over. Saw two couples having sex right in the lounge."

"Missed the threesome in the pool, did you?"

"Guess I did. I can't believe you surprised me with a trip to a hedonist resort!"

Jason swooped in, scooping her up into an embrace. "Are you telling me that seeing those couples fucking right in the lobby didn't turn you on?"

"Well . . . "

"And you just don't want to admit that Lissa is exactly your type." When she didn't respond, he nibbled on her neck, whispering, "I think she noticed you staring at her the whole trip here."

Her voice was a hrash whisper. "I did not."

"Oh yes you did! Her boobs didn't bounce once without your eyes following them, you little slut, you. I was wondering if you were going to tackle her in the car and start sucking on her tits right there."

Sandy just moaned at the thought of it as the sexy image on Lissa lying on her back, tits wobbling around before her eyes, just begging for her mouth on them. She had been thinking it the whole time, despite her efforts not to. She couldn't believe Jason had read her so well, and Lissa, had she noticed too?

Jason tossed her on the bed with a quick fling on his arms. His shirt was off in a moment, and he yanked her loose sundress from her body with a quick motion - Sandy wondered if he had ripped it in his haste, not that it mattered. Her panties, soaked through by her arousal, were off in seconds. She wasn't even sure when he had gotten his shorts off, but suddenly he pulled her onto her hands and knees and was inside of her again, thrusting his thick cock in and out of her hot cunt from behind with wild abandon.

The bed thudded against the walls in rhythm with their fucking, and for the first time in years, they didn't care about who heard. With no kids around, Sandy screamed and cried out with every thrust, wrapping her slender legs around her husband's body as he pounded into her with fierce strokes. He hadn't fucked her this hard in years, and her head spun with the passion and exhilaration of it all. She buried her face into the soft pillows as she thrust her hips back against his body, keeping his own mad pace with her own.

He stopped suddenly and with no great effort, flipped her off her knees and onto her back. She flopped onto the mattress, never having expected his sudden change. He was man-handling her body like she was nothing more than a toy to him, and his wild lustful use of her flesh made her all the more crazed with desire.

He slammed his cock home once more and continued to fuck her with all his body and weight, and she called out for more over and over, shouting out for him to fuck her harder, and he did so. Sweat dripped from his brow and splattered against her moist, sweat-soaked flesh. God, she had never felt anything so exhilarating before. Her voice was going hoarse, her throat raw from the passionate shouts. And then his fingers grabbed her throat, squeezing her neck, and killing the sound of her voice entirely.

Each breath was hard, a fight for air under his cruel hand, and even as she struggled to breath, her body exploded with electricity. Her mouth pantomimed the screams that she could no longer make as her orgasm crashed down upon her, making her shudder and squirm in Jason's powerful grip. Through the shear pleasure and lack of air, she nearly passed out completely. Her world went black as the final waves of ecstasy flowed through her, but he released her then, and the cool air filled her lungs.

Her breathes were short lived, however, as her head was turned to the side and his cock, covered with her own pussy juices, was thrust deep into her throat. The first push, unexpected, made her gag, but she adjusted quickly to his cock in her mouth as he held the back of her hair and fucked his dick with her face. It wasn't long before she heard him groan and felt his hot load spurt onto her tongue. She swallowed his cum as quickly as he could pump it into her mouth. And when he was finished, he simply dropped her head and was gone. She didn't open her eyes, she was too exhausted for that. She just laid on the bed, letting the cool air stir around her hot flesh. She felt like she was floating, half asleep, riding the warmth of her wondrous climax.

She didn't know if she slept or not or how much time had passed. She knew she was still horny, though. Being fucked hard had always been a complete turn-on, and it had been so long that one orgasm, even as wonderful as the last one had been, was not nearly enough to slate the hunger the ferocity had woken in her. That, and being face-fucked like that, having Jason in complete control of her mouth and head as he pump his cock in and out of her lips - well, that had always gotten her wet, too.

She hadn't even opened her eyes when she felt the wet pressure across her slit, the hot breath and hotter tongue that slithered up her cunt, dipping into her dripping snatch before lapping upwards across her sensitive clit to make her moan and shiver with delight. It seemed Jason wanted more, as well, and she spread her legs for him to give him better access to her honeyhole. Once more the rough tongue traveled across her cunt, plunging deep inside and then slithering upwards.

Faster and faster, pressing harder with each lick, lapping across her entire sex with one sweep,her body swayed and she pushed back, mumbling to her lover that she was getting close to climax, and urging him on to lick her more. His tongue started lower and lower until at first it was sliding up into her ass crack before traveling higher and higher across her pussy and flicking across the sensitive nub of her clit. The feeling was incredible and she cried out more more, reaching down to shove Jason's face deeper into her crotch.

She was stunned when she her fingers found the coarse feeling of Conner's fur, not Jason's hair. Her eyes flung open and she stared down in shock to see the golden retriever lapping hungrily at her drooling pussy. Surprised, but she couldn't react muc more - she was too far gone to even consider pulling away from the amazing feeling. A few more laps of his skillful tongue, and Sandy was shouting out as another incredible orgasm crashed through her body. Her fingers curled around Conner's ears, holding his snout in her crotch; he took this as encouragement and his lapping increased in speed and intensity, sending her spinning higher and higher.

She crashed back down on the mattress, having been unaware at how much she had pulled her self up during her climax. Her eyes were closed, but the imagine of Conner's face lapping at her cunt was burned into her mind with vivid detail. He wasn't licker her anymore, but she could feel the ghost of the sensation with every swipe of his tongue her imagination played through her thoughts. She wanted more.

The bed shifted next to her and she felt a tongue across her cheek. She looked up to see Conner standing on the mattress, looking down at her. His tail wand wagging a mile a minute and he seemed to be grinning, proud of himself and his achievements as he kissed her cheek. Sandy laughed at his express and rubbed his ears and face. "You are a good boy, aren't you? Aren't you?" she asked as she petted him.

A curious thought struck her as she played with Conner, and she reached a hand down between him hind legs. Sure enough, her fingers wrapped around his hot, thick length of drooling cock. Her breath caught in her throat as she grasped the thick member between her fingers, and without thinking, she began to stroke him.

Conner sighed, or so it seemed to Sandy, and flopped down on this side on the bed, his cock fully exposed to her. Sandy rose to kneel beside him, so she continued to pump his cock with one hand and rub his belly with the other. She was breathing hard, feeling very naughty having a dog go down on her, and even more so for now jerking the dog off, but Conner did seem to be enjoying himself, and she was definitely having a good time as well.

"The rule is, if he goes down on you, you have to go down on him."

The voice froze her solid. She could feel her cheeks flush in an instant as she turned around to see Lissa leaning against the doorway of the room, watching her. She was completely naked now, and Sandy couldn't help but notice that not only did she not have a single tan-line on her curvy body, she didn't have any hair between her legs either. Sandy couldn't help the fact that her eyes were just drawn right to that spot.

"What?" It took her a few seconds to even realize Lissa had spoken, and when she thought she had made sense of the words, she was confused by the implication of them.

Lissa moved into the room, coming to stand just behind Sandy. Her fingers slid across Sandy's naked shoulder's, sending a shiver of delight down her spine. She leaned in, her naked breasts pressing gently into Sandy's back as she whispered in her ear, "I said, if Conner eats you out and makes you cum, then you have to suck him off and make him cum. That's the rule."

Lissa climbed onto the bed behind Sandy, her hands slowly traveling down the older woman's flanks and then up her waist and belly, cupping her boobs in her hands and squeezing them gently, pulling Sandy's body back into hers a little more as she did so. "And if he fucks you and you cum, you have to let him finish up and cum too. Those are the rules with Conner," she said with a soft whisper before planting small kisses up and down Sandy's neck.

Sandy couldn't move, she was too stunned by Lissa's words and actions, and too engrossed in the girl's intoxicating caress to even think. Lissa's fingers squeezed a bit on her hard nipples, making Sandy purr with pleasure.

"Since I bet you didn't know that," Lissa whispered again, her breath hot on Sandy skin, "I'll suck Conner off this time, if you want." She pulled back a bit, and Sandy knew she was waiting for an answer.

And as much as Sandy would have loved to see gorgeous Lissa hunched over, Conner's thick cock in between her beautiful lips, as much as that would have turned her on to watch, and as hard as she would have made herself cum as she watched it, she knew it was only fair for her to treat Conner to the same pleasure he had given her. And so, without a word to Lissa, Sandy leaned over and took his cock between her lips.

She could hear Lissa groan lustifully as she did it, and was sure the girl was enjoying watching this as much as Sandra would have enjoyed seeing her do it. Lissa's hands were all over her back, her finger tips dragging lightly across her hot flesh, her palms reaching down to cup and squeeze her ass, and her fingers reaching down to between her legs to slide teasingly across her cunt and asshole.

Conner's cock was hot between her lips and a bit thicker then she was used to. It felt strange, the shape and taste completely different from Jason's, and for the last twelve years, his cock had been the only one in her mouth. This felt foreign, almost like she was cheating. Which, in some aspect, she was, she supposed. Which made it all the more exciting - she was cheating on her husband with a dog and a woman! God, that really got her juices flowing.

Conner's juices were flowing, too, and his cock leaked pre-cum like none she had ever known. She was swallowing every minute or so to keep the salty fluid from flowing out of her mouth, and even then she could feel the trails dribbling down from the corners of her mouth. It made her feel like even more of a slut, and she was surprised that was even possible.

Conner yelp once and then his cock exploded, filling her mouth with his thick cum in an instant. Jason had never once spewed so much between her lips so quickly, and try as she might, she could not swallow fast enough to keep his doggy-cum from over flowing.

She wasn't sure he was even done cumming when he pulled away from her and leapt off the bed. Her mouth was full of his seed, and she sat up in surprise, alarmed by his sudden disappearance. He was off on the carpet, licking his cock clean, and she couldn't help but wonder why he didn't want her to do that for him.

Lissa's tongue licking up her chin interrupted her thoughts. She licked away the trails of dog cum, and then her lips pressed against Sandra, pressed hard in a passionate kiss as her tongue wormed against Sandra's lips and parted them, releasing a stream of dug cum out. Some of it spilled into Lissa's mouth, and she accepted it whole-heartily, but most of it flowed out between their lips and over both of either faces, smearing their skin. In the minutes that followed, minutes of hot, passionate kisses, the rest of the cum was swallowed down or passed back and forth so much that it spilled out of their mouths and dripped down onto their naked bodies.

"God, you are so sexy," Lissa whispered at last, staring into Sandra's eyes. "Watching Conner lick you hot little cunt really turned me on!"

Sandra flushed again. "You saw that?" She hadn't known when exactly Lissa had entered the room.

"I'm the one who brought him in," she said between kissed up and down Sandra's neck. "Jason called me and had me come over."

Sandra blinked, stunned. "Jason did? He had this planned?"

Lissa giggled, her face bright. "He hasn't told you anything, has he?"

Sandy shook her head. She was dumbfounded.

"He purchased the full Fantasy package. He picked out this particular house - one of six five-star houses - and he picked me and Conner for the two of you. I mean, there aren't that many girls who fit the profile he picked out, but out of the ones who did, he picked me."

"Wait, what do you mean he picked you? Picked you for what?"

"You."

Sandra stared, still confused.

"I was picked to be your hostess and personal escort for your stay here."

"And what exactly does that entail?"

"Anything you want."

"So . . . sex?"

"God I hope so! I'm so fucking turned on right now, you have no idea. You are the hottest couple I've had the pleasure of being paired with. I've been looking forward to your visit since he booked it! You two are some of the dirtiest, kinkiest people we've had come through here."

Sandra's face flushed again. He couldn't have . . .

Lissa saw the look and licked her lips as she nodded. "Oh yeah. Jason listed everything. Everything you had ever done, and everything the two of you have every dreamed of doing. At least, I think it was everything. From the list I read, I can't imagine there could be anything he left out."

Sandra's flush deepened. She was beat red and turning purple. She and Jason had done some very crazy, depraved things before they had kids, and had talked about their fantasies of doing so much more. They would have, too, had she not gotten pregnant. Since then, sex itself had been harder and harder to keep up as much as they would like, and kinky sexy nearly impossible. If he had listed everything they had done, and worse, the things they had talked about doing, then Lissa knew every dirty secret and filthy desire. . .

"Oh you are just so cute, I could eat you up!" Lissa squealed as she planted another kiss on Sandra's cheek. "Don't worry, I'm into everything he listed and am so looking forward to taking you through it all." Lissa kissed her passionately on the lips. "Now, you just lie back and relax," she instructed, pushing Sandy backwards into a reclining position on the mattress. She spread her legs and looked down at the sopping cunt. "Don't worry about a thing, just enjoy it." She moaned hungrily as she lowered her mouth down to Sandy's muff.

Sandy did just as she was told, she laid there and enjoyed it. Lissa's tongue worked up and down across her slit, slowly, sensually. She alternated between kisses and licks, sometimes sucking on her clit softly, other times gently pumping Sandy's cunt with a couple fingers. She took her time, elevating Sandy's passion, enflaming her loins with desire. Her pleasure mounting, getting more and more turned on with every passing second, Sandra's mind spun. She was closing in on climax again, but she wasn't ready for that just yet.

"Let me suck you tits," she cooed, running her fingers through Lissa hair as she said it.

Lissa didn't object. She crawled up Sandra's body until her heavy, plump orbs dangled down into Sandra's face.

"It's a shame Jason is missing thins," Sandy said with a giggle. "He's been trying to get me with a girl for years."

Lissa was smiling, "Don't worry about that - he's watching on the room cameras."

Sandy blinked up at her. "He's watching all this?"

"He has been, yeah! Or he was when I came in with Conner. I assume he's been watching this whole time."

Sandy was shocked. He was watching all this on cameras, but why hadn't he come in to join them? "Doesn't want to get in on the fun?" she asked, more to herself.

"It's part of his stipulations. He can't do anything with me without your expressed permission, and I can't touch him without it either. He got the room with the cameras so he could watch without being involved. He had said he wasn't sure how you would react to him being with another woman, so he disallowed it in his contract until you said otherwise."

Sandra felt a wave of love and tenderness pass through her. Jason was the sweetest, most caring many she had ever known. He had set up a vacation for her to experience her ultimate fantasies - and she would be able to cross off sex with a woman and sucking off a dog from the list - and he had made sure she was completely comfortable with it by not allowing himself to be a part of it in anyway without her say-so.

"You can totally fuck my husband," Sandy said to Lissa. "As much as the two of you want, so long as I'm not left horny."

"Sweety, I don't think it would be possible for me to leave you horny."

Sandy eyes the luscious tits hanging before her and licked her lips. She had long wanted a huge rack like Lissa's to suck and a lick and just eat up, and now she had it. Her lips encircled one hard nipple and she began to suck. Her hands slid up around the brunette's body, and her fingers worked up and down her sides and back, making her moan with delight.

Sandra suckled for a time, alternating between one nipple and the other, enjoying the feel of the soft, warm flesh against her face. She nibbled a bit, and when she only received moans of pleasure in return, she bit down a little hard until she was practically gnawing on Lissa nipples, and she only purred all the more.

Sandra's hands roamed down Lissa arched back until she came upon the girl's round ass. She gave her a playful spank at first, as she continued to sick, but as her fingers explored the smooth skin of her rounded globes, her digits slid through the girl's ass crack, teasing her puckered ass hole for a while with her finger tips. She was pressing in just a little, which made Lissa moan for more, and she wiggled her fingers along the sensitive bud.

"Oooh," the brunette sighed, enjoying Sandy's work on tits and ass alike. "Keep that up and you'll get yourself a treat."

Sandra stopped sucking for a moment and looked up at her. "And how would you feel about giving it to me?"

Lissa grinned, her lips full of mischief and her eyes overflowing with desire. "It would be so fucking hot," she whispered. "I've been saving up for you all day."

"Oh you have, have you?" It seemed that Jason had, indeed, told her quite a lot. "Then turn that beautiful ass around. I want to receive it properly."

Lissa did as she was told, turning around until they were in the classic 69, only Sandra raised her head up, propping her back up on a pillow, and set her mouth to Lissa asshole, raining delicate kisses across her cheeks and on the crinkled opening of the girl's anus. Her tongue slithered out and over the tasty flesh, enjoying the sensation of textured skin against taste buds. She swirled her tongue around a few times, then dipped the tip into Lissa's anus, penetrating just as far as she could reach. She was surprised the girl's rear was so loose and ease to stick her tongue in, but Sandy only had experience with licking Jason's ass.

She rimmed the girl slowly, talking time to savor the little flecks of taste time and again, and after a thorough licking, she returned to sticking her tongue as deep in Lissa's ass as she could get it. She started to pump her tongue in and out, fucking the brunette's anus as best she could, but to no avail. Her treat was not yet coming.

All the while, Lissa was moaning in delight and lapping at Sandra's cunt, going slow to keep her hot and bothered, but not wanting to bring her to climax.

"You're teasing me, aren't you?" Sandra accused her playmate.

Lissa looked back at her and wiggled her hips a bit. "Yeah, a little. You're going to have to work harder then that if you want to get what I have for you."

"If it's going to be like that," Sandra threatened, making a large 'Come in' motion with her arm to signle her husband, wherever he might be sitting and watching this, to come into the room. He got the hint and in a moment was walking through the door, naked, rock-hard, and grinning.

"You called, honey?"

"Yeah," she said, pouting. She spoke like a little girl trying to get sympathy from a parent. "Lissa's being a meanie and won't give me what I want."

"Oh, is she?" Jason asked, playing along and giving a stern look at the brunette straddling his wife. She gave him a look of total and absolute innocents.

"Yeah, she is. So you have to fuck her ass until I get it."

Lissa groaned with anticipation; Jason grinned. "I think I can manage that."

He climbed up behind Lissa, his legs straddling his wife's face and he took up position. Sandra's hands took Jason's cock, positioned the tip of his dick right in line with Lissa's hole, and held it there, waiting for him to lean in and thrust his cock inside.

"Should I at least lube up first?"

"No need, babe," Lissa replied, hungry for his member up her shitter. "I can definitely handle it."

Jason needed no other encouragement. He pushed his cock forward, and from her vantage from below, Sandra watched as her husband's dick pierced Lissa's tight hole. Her anus yawned open, wider and wider to except the girth; like a tight-lipped mouth, Sandra watched Lissa's rear just swallow up her husband's dick, slowly consuming more and more until the whole length was buried deep inside her round ass cheeks.

Both Sandra and Lissa were sighing their delight. Lissa returned to lapping a Sandra's cunt, and Sandy began to alternate between licking at Jason's balls, which dangled just inches above her face, and sucking on Lissa's clit, tasting another woman's cunt for the first time in her life. She loved it.

Jason withdrew his cock slowly, and with every little bit that emerged from Lissa's ass, more of the earthy smell of shit filled Sandra's nostrils. God it had been a long time since she and Jason had done anything so nasty and perverse - he hadn't even fucked her ass in moths, and she couldn't actually remember the last time she had sucked his cock right out from her rear. Far far too long, judging from the way her pussy flood with desire at just the whiff of ass. Her mouth was watering, waiting impatiently for the treats to come.

Jason fucker Lissa's shitter slowly, pulling out little by little, and then with just the same practiced patients, sliding his dick back into her bowels. She squealed with joy every time, and her voice vibrated against Sandra's clit, making her squirm, too.

And finally, after some minutes of gentle ass-fucking, Sandra saw the first tinge of brown across her husband's shaft. When he plunged it back in, he and Lissa alike groaned as his rod pounded into her shit, both sliding into the mess packing it back upside of her.

"Oh god yes, fuck my shit," Lissa cried out. "Fuck it!"

Sandra's words mingled with Lissa's. "Fuck her slutty ass, Jason. Fuck her shit. Fuck her ass until she shits in my mouth. Oh God, Jason, I want her shit. I want it all over my face. I want her shit in my mouth. Fuck her! Fucker her ass, make her shit on me!"

Jason couldn't take much more - he had been jerking himself crazy while watching his wife suck off Conner and while she and Lissa had been playing on the bed. Now, his cock buried in another woman's ass for the first time in so many years, and his wife talking so filthy to him once again, he couldn't hold back. A few more thrusts, and he was grunting and dumping his cum deep into Lissa's ass as both women called out their encouragement.

Even spent, Jason did not immediately pull out. He waited a few minutes, letting his cock grow a bit soft inside Lissa's asshole. "You want me to give her an enema?" he asked wickedly.

Thought Lissa cooed agreeably at the suggestion, Sandra had the final say. "No. I want it firm and solid." She licked her lips in eager anticipation, knowing Lissa would not be able to hold back now.

"You can come up here, Jason. I'll take everything you've got for me."

Jason freed his withering dick from Lissa ass and quickly got around to her face. He was standing at the edge of the bed. "It's a little messy," he said, which was an understatement. His cock was smeared with long brown streaks, and the head was coated, small chunks of shit and all.

"Not at all," Lissa replied as she opened her mouth to take his cock. "It's just nicely flavored." With that, his dick disappeared into the warm, wetness of her mouth. Sandy could tell from the soft moans that she must be licking and sucking his shit-covered cock with expert abandon - the same well-honed skills she had been using on Sandy were now in use on Jason.

But Sandy's attention was drawn elsewhere. Once more she locked her lips onto of Lissa's asshole and began to gently lick and suck. This time, however, her rear didn't have hints of flavor, it was covered in a thin layer of shit that had come out with Jason's cock, only to be smeared across her anus. And when Sandy dipped her tongue into Lissa's ass, not only was her hole still gapping a bit, making entrance particularly easy, but her tongue met with a hot mess of Jason's salty cum, mixed with the savory spice of Lissa's scat.

The warm flows hit her body at nearly the same time. Lissa's pussy began to spew her piss all over Sandra's tits just as she felt a few drops of something hot splashing down on her cunt - Jason's pee over-flowing Lissa's mouth and dripping down onto her. There was little of that; Lissa, it seemed, was very good at drinking down urine straight from the cock.

Sandra felt the turd pushing back against her tongue, the bitter taste simple exploding through her body and making her purr with pleasure and desire. She drew back, watching as Lissa's asshole parted before her eyes and the long, brown turd, splattered with pearly cum, began to emerge from the beautiful hole. Sandra waited, unable to breathe, as the smell and sight filled her being, making her cunt quiver with strange and perverse hungers.

She watched the shit birth, watched until the long brown log began to droop and sag under it's own weight, and when it seemed it was about to break off and fall, she swooped in, catching the end in her mouth and supporting the weight. She didn't suck, didn't lick, didn't pull at all, she just let Lissa's body do the work, let nature push the excrement into her mouth and down towards the back of her throat.

The taste was so familiar, and yet so fresh and new to her. It seemed like a life time ago that she had a thick turd filling her mouth, and her body responded with all the passion and desire from years ago. Wanton lust spread through her, and she thought of herself, there beneath Lissa's ass, taking this strange woman's shit into her mouth. She left like such a slut, and it made her wild with lust.

At last the turd did brake of its own accord, and Lissa shifted her body. When the next piece of shit began to worm its way from her lovely rear, Sandra was pleased to see if aimed for her tits. She began to work the shit in her mouth, at least letting her tongue slide along the textured surface, tasting the rich earthy flavor. She reached up and took the tip between her fingers and began to slowly pump the shit in slowly between her lips, sucking and savoring it like a thick, juicy cock.

Lissa was pushing hard, now, and her shit rippled from her anus, making a small coil on Sandra's piss-wetted breasts. When she was done shitting, Lissa turned her body and sat on Sandra's stomach, her eyes drinking in the lovely scene of her shit on Sandra's body and in her mouth. Jason was next to the bed, his cock hard again, though much clearer thanks to the brunette's mouth.

Lissa's hands immediately began smearing the shitty mess all over Sandy's tits, making sure to cover the flesh with a thick coat of brown slime. Her hands spread the slick crap all up Sandra's neck, and then across her face, fulfilling Sandra's wishes of being totally messy with filth.

The bed shifted as Jason climbed on once more. Sandra felt him moving her legs, and then his cock filling her cut. She felt her juices spurt out of her pussy as he slammed his dick home, confirming just hot wet her nasty antics were making her. From behind Lissa, Jason reached around, scooped up a handful of shit, and began smearing the soppy mess across Lissa's large tits, covering the thick, round globes just as Lissa had done to Sandra's.

Lissa leaned over, her lips descending upon Sandra's, closing around the length of crap that still hung obscenely from the older woman's mouth. They shared a long, passionate kiss, either lips crushing the shit between their mouths, passing the rich shit back and forth between them, just as they had done with Conner's cum earlier. Sandra could feel Lissa's filthy hand down at her crotch, working her her own clit feverishly even as Jason was fucking her out cunt as hard as he could maange.

Sandra was in total ecstacy. Shitty kisses with a beautiful woman while being fucked long and hard by her husband, this was one of her fantasies come to life, and it was so much better then she had every imagined. Her whole body exploded with pleasure, aroused beyond anything she had known in years, possibly ever before. Eating Jason's shit had always been a tremendous high, and yet Lissa's seemed to take her higher still.

Sandra was the first to come, and when she screamed out her pleasure, shit exploded from her mouth and sprayed all over Lissa's face. She shook and spazzed between Lissa's legs, and her screaming orgasm sent Lissa over the edge as well, and her screams joined with Sandra's, mingling into a single cry of absolute delight.

Jason eased off fucking his wife as her orgasm ebbed. He had not cum yet, but knew that often Sandy got too sensitive to keep fucking after such an orgasm, and now was such a case. She singled for him to join her at thr head of the bed, and as soon as his cock was in reach, she grabbed and and forced her down her mouth. Her cheeks where still full of shit, and as she fucked her face up and down on his him, his rod rammed it down her throat, making her gag from time to time. Dissolved shit, thick streams of it, poured from between her lips as her sucking him off worked up the saliva in her mouth.

Lissa joined Sandra, her tongue lashing out against Jason's shaft when she could get it, or she lapped across Sandy's race in order to lick up the tasty brown rivers that flowed across her cheeks. When he had finally felt the need to release, Jason pulled his cock from Sandy's mouth, and blasted his final load on Lissa's tits. Sandy smiled up at him as he did so, and without even needing to be told, she licked his cum right from her shit coated boobs.

They lounged on the bed for a while, just basking in the after-glow of such amazing sex. It was Lissa that suggested the couple go that a bath together, and after a few minutes of soaking, she came and joined them. It took several tub-loads of water and two showers before they were all clean.

When Jason and Sandra went back to their room, they were amazed to find the fouled up sheets gone and the air smelling fresh. "I cleaned up a bit before joining you in the shower, then called the maids to finish."

"The maids?" Once more a sinking feeling hit Sandra in the stomach. The maids couldn't miss the fact that there was shit and piss all other those sheets.

"Of course!" Lissa laughed and planted a kiss on Sandra's lips. "You are so cute! Do you think you are the only ones to come here to play shit games? You are in the scat area, dear. Everyone in this wing of the resort is into scat and just about everyone in the whole place is some kind of swinger. I'm sure if you went to the next bungalow over and asked them to shit on you, they would gladly do so. Hell, I'm one of the shit girls - that's why I was paired up with you two!"

Sandra was floored. She was in a resort of swingers in the scat area. All her fantasies ever came flooding back to her mind. She felt a little over-whelmed.

"Look, let me order you some dinner - you two can eat in tonight. We'll go over the various activities offered by the resort, and you guys can tell me what really interests you so I can start planning out some of your week. You don't need to plan everything, feel free to be completely spontaneous! But if there are certain things that are 'must dos' - and I can think of a few great one's Jason told me about," her smile and wink made Sandra blush again, "then we should make sure to get them in so you don't miss the opportunity."

"That sounds wonderful, Lissa. Thank," Jason smiled and hugged his wife. "Doesn't that sound great?"

"Yeah, it does." She was beaming. She had never felt so anxious in all her life - it wasn't a physical sensation, but she was horny none-the-less and she couldn't wait to see what wild naughtiness the week brought for her to sample.

"Here is the room service menu, and the one last thing we should clear up is this: do you want me to stay in the guest room?"

"Sorry?"

Lissa's smile never wavered. "The guest room. Should I stay there? I'm yours for the length of your stay, here whenever you want me for anything you want to do with me. Generally I stay in the guest room, but for some people, I offer to stay with them in their beds if they want me. So, should I be sleeping in the guest room or in bed with you guys. Either is fine for me."

Without even seeking out Jason for confirmation, Sandra answered, "Oh, you are definitely sleeping with us!"

Lissa's grin brightened, if that was actually possible. "I was hoping you would pick that!"