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This story is entirely fictional.  Any resemblence of the characters to
real people or real events is entirely accidental.  This story in no way
encourages the activities contained within.  Keep these fantasies confined
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The Resort - Chapter 1

The early nineties was a modern day gold rush.  Digital communication was in its infancy and its domain was (for the most part) a barren and untapped resource.  I, like many other electronic engineers, toiled to discover and advance this growing dimension of communication.  Businesses foresaw the return on any investment (grand or otherwise) and most didn't hesitate to pour money out in hope to siphon some golden nugget to give them an edge over the competition.  I was one of many miners digging through transistors, capacitors and diodes in hopes of striking it rich.

My day job presented me with the resources to actualize my potential.  My basement became my labratory.  And working from algorithm to circuit board I managed to create and patent a device that would certainly become essential to digital communications.

Before the dot com bust I was entangled in a patent dispute with a major communication equipment manufacturer.  I was awarded a settlement upward of eighty million and after my legal team and the government had stole their share, I had more than enough to remain comfortable for the remainder of my still young life.

The problem with freedom is filling the time.  There was no more reward for hard work since I no longer required the end of such means.  Inevitably I gravitated towards hedonism.  It seems that those in marketing predicted that fate and strove to capitalize upon it.

I was bombarded with offers to stimulate my mind, body, and libido.  Offers presented themselves, promising to make my dreams come true.  With my primary dream of freedom coming true I now had to focus on the lesser desires.  The spiritual offers taking the form of tour of the holy lands, a trip to Machu Pichu or a retreat beside a buddhist temple in India didn't appeal to me.  I was an athiest and phenomenalist.  Those same higher orders provided by walking the footsteps of Jesus, climbing to 2000 year old peruvian ruins or hearing the enveloping harmony from a team of moaning monks was a state of mind that could be induced on a yacht off of Nantucket bay or on a beach in the south pacific.  It was the latter that finally attracted me.

I recieved a brochure for an exotic paradise on an island resort near Indonesia.  The appeal of this brochure was more in the all inclusive promise that included "erotic encounters".  I had long neglected my libido.  I lost my virginity in college but put off developing my sexuality during my career.  I figured that once I was financially secure I'd address that issue.  Now I had no excuse, I had to explore my long abandoned lust.  For a nominal fee I purchased the three week prime package that included a five day "pleasure" cruise.

On the long flight from LAX to Manilla.  I took the time to read the material they sent me in my confirmation package.  The island was once a Japanese military base.  With severed communication after WWII they remained ready for battle until the early sixties when they were discovered after launching an attack upon an oil tanker they mistook for a battleship.  The explosives were duds (even weaponry has a shelf life) and failed to do anything besides denting the upper hull of the tanker.  The Indonesian coast guard was called in and after several months of negotiation the Japenese finally surrendered their arms and returned to their mother country.  The ranking officers remained and through court battles retained ownership of the island.  In the late seventies they started their resort with the help of many foreign investors.  They filled a need presented by the free love movement of the period.  Over the years they had to compete with local establishments (bars and clubs) that competed to satisfy the release of sexual energy.  The resort expanded and upgraded their erotic categories to satisfy any fantasy.  I never handled flying well and I fell asleep before I could finish the literature.

The plane arrived in Manilla and a dozen or so men and a handful of women piled into a small hopper and we set off over the endless blue ocean.  A few passengers tried to make conversation but gave up when confronted with the roar of the engines and the bouncing turbulance.  I sat across from a middle-aged woman, conservatively and professionally dressed.  Her nose was buried in a book (I couldn't see the title without my glasses).  We shared a few casual glances and a couple polite smiles but that was all.  We landed after about four hours.  We descended upon a speck of green and tan amongst the endless blue.  I understood why this resort was able to get away with such an offer, no one would travel to the middle of the ocean for anything else.

We landed on a dusty runway.  The passengers were all smiles when they looked out their tiny windows to see the greeting party complete with a team of half naked men and women. Scantily clad porters immediately set about to unload the luggage and the passengers were greeted with lays and kisses from the members of the greeting party.  There was a short man in a suit and he intructed the new arrivals first in English and then in several other languages.

"Welcome my friends to the Tiki Paw Wu resort.  As the porters unload your luggage let me congratulate you on the decision to make your dreams come true.  We will bring you to our welcome center shortly and from there we will bring you to your assigned lodging."  He then  seperated the group based upon language.  We were escorted to a few SUV's and drove down a tropical ocean side road to the welcome center.

The center was very modern and expertly groomed.  The landscape was breathetaking and the architecture was marvellous.  Another little man in a suit greeted us all somehow by name and escorted each of us to air conditioned offices where we were instructed to fill out a survey.  I recognized the survey as a personality assessment exam.  My former employers utilized the same technique to assign a team member to a development group.  I filled it out honestly and was then escorted to a doctor who gave me a physical.  The doctor was Indian and I had a little trouble understanding him, but he performed a thurough exam making several notes to a nurse.  I was fitted with a rubber bracelet.  The person putting it on told me that a chip embedded into it would allow me access to all amenities since I purchased the prime package.  Soon I was back in the waiting room, a little confused as to what was going on.

A petite woman, dressed in a business suit came into the room and sat on the other side of the table.  "Hello Monsieur Helton," that was me, "I am your fantasy coordinator Becky, I will be assisting you throughout your stay here at Tiki Paw Wu.  I have gone over your results and we have three options that we think would most appeal to you.  You can choose and stick with one, or halt your fantasy experience at any time and start another.  We have rated and labelled them 'good', 'better' and 'best'.  Now before we go on I should tell you that all employees of Tiki Paw Wu are at your complete disposal up to the point of permanent injury, so if you happen to have any request, any at all, please don't hesitate to command and it will be oblidged.  Every employee is screened and is disease free and has had permanent procedures to prevent pregnancy, so you need not worry about protection.  We do recommend that you respect the other guests- do not command an employee that is currently in the process of serving another guest and please respect the guests themselves.  If you cannot abide by those simple rules we do have areas of the island that isolate you from the other guests, however they limited the fantasies offered.  So Monsieur, where would you like to begin?"  

I was still shocked about my even greater freedom and couldn't really choose, so I took her lead and inquired about the 'best' option.

"The best option would be best shown to you, we can have a driver take us to the site if you wish," she said.

"That would be fine," I replied and rose from my chair.

"Monsieur, would you not enjoy some oral pleasure or the like?"

I was immediately disoriented and almost stumbled.  Steadying myself on the chair, I looked at her-her jet black hair tied tightly behing her head, her full pouting lips, her exotic oriental eyes and her slender body.  I nodded and asked, "You would suck me off?"

She didn't respond verbally but smiled and walked toward me, lowering herself to her knees she undid my khakis and lowered them with my underwear.  My cock was only a just waking up, but it still had girth and a length of about five inches.  She didn't mind and simply engulfed it entirely, swirling her tongue and applying suction is pulses as she brought it in and out.  She cradled my balls and tickled my perineum.  I almost thought she was about to stick a finger in my ass when I lost balance and collapsed into the chair, my cock slipped out of her lips with an audile pop.  She smiled and crawled back to my crotch.  She expertly pleasured my cock, watching me unflinchingly from her knees.  Her eyes never waivering from my own- as though she knew exactly what I wanted.  I exploded in her mouthe and she swallowed it down, not losing a drop.

I was spent and she helped redress me.  She stood up and straightened her jacket, skirt and hair.  I was still in a bit of a blur when she asked, "shall we begin you're fantasy?"

We climbed into an SUV and drove off up a miniature mountain.  The car was already packed with my things and the coordinator told me that the car, driver and herself would be with him the entire time.  She was speaking about the resort and told me that in total there were over thirty different sites on the island, each specializing in a different fantasy.  We passed by a couple of parks and buildings.  I saw several sites of men and women, women and women, men and men and even a woman mounted by a dog.  I asked Becky how many guests the resort housed and she replied that some have taken permanent residency but the guest population was upward of ten thousand.

The SUV pulled onto a tree lined road and up to a tall gate.  The gates automatically opened and we drove through.  Beck told me that it was my bracelet that opened the gate, that the chip is what allowed access to the amenities.  I smiled and looked out the window.

Beside a palm tree I saw a man playing with a child less than half his size.  From the distance I could only assume her age being seven.  He was bouncing the child on his lap.  They were both naked.  I put on my glasses to make sure I didn't imagine it, but the site was already blocked with foliage.  We drove on and I saw a man leaning against a tree and as the car drove on I was able to make out small hands grabbing his butt cheeks.  Then I saw a head bobbing at his crotch.  I had to say something.

"Becky, I'm sorry but this may not be the 'best' place for me.  I really have no interest in sex with midgets."

"Of course not, but these aren't midgets, Monsieur, they are children."

I looked over and saw the tiny figure standing with her head at the level of the man's crotch.  I was almost speechless.  "But I can't have sex with children."

"But Monsieur, it is a fantasy that you have kept repressed for some time."  

I didn't argue, she was right.  After college I was a part of certain usenet groups that shared child porn and pedophilia stories, but had long been ashamed of those fantasies and never even considered living them out.  It was amazing that the psychological test revealed it even after all these years. "But it's wrong."

She laughed, "There is no wrong here monsieur.  You must dispose of your inhibitions completely, it is all a part of the package you purchased.  Certainly you realize that everybody on this island is here on their own will.  They are trained to enjoy what they do, it is better for business.  In fact, many employees have been trained since infancy.  They have been supervised by our team of coordinators so that our patrons recieve the pinnacle experience of their lives.  Monsieur, you paid good money for what you are entitled, you need not let some petty shame hold you back from what you, and even they, desire."  

The car was still driving up the road to the site and I was getting more befuddled.  "I can't take advantage of some poor child that is only doing this for money."

She laughed again and said, "Monsieur, if anything it is these children that would take advantage of you.  You are what we call, 'nouveau riche,' meaning that you are still unaccustomed to your wealth.  You must realize that there is an order and hierarchy, we all accept it here at Tiki Paw Wu, and so should you.  We are here for your pleasure and if you deny yourself that pleasure then we cannot guarantee your satisfaction.  We highly recommend that you at least try out the fantasy we offer, this way you will not chance having any regrets.  Will you do that?"

I thought for a while.  I saw a group of girls around twelve all licking each other in front of spectators, some getting head as they watched.  The girls looked happy and not forced.  I looked at Becky and nodded my head.

We pulled to the front and the driver unloaded my luggage and brought them to my room.  Becky told me to get comfortable and informed me that she was in the employee's quarters next to my suite.  The suite was excellent.  Huge rooms, luxurious bathroom with whirlpool, in suite sauna, a rec room with a big screen television and plush couches.  It was amazing, much better than my home in the states.  Before Becky left she told me that everything was on call, so if I wanted anything from the kitchen to even a massage or accupunture, the staff would provide.

I wanted to feel like I was on a vacation so I decided to go for a swim.  I slipped into my otherwise embarassing speedo, grabbed a towel and walked out onto the deck overlooking the pool.  There were kids everywhere, many playing, some performing lude acts.  My cock rose and I adjusted it toward my hip.

I found a nice lounge chair near the pool side.  Before I could even lay my towel down a waiter deposited a plater on the table beside the chair.  There was a bottle of water, sun tan lotion, sun block, a small fruit plate, etc.  Sitting down I opened the bottle of sun block and started to apply it when a little girl tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Need help... usted ayuda... müssen sie helfen..."

Being caught off guard I hesitated but finally answered, "That would be nice."  She smiled and took the lotion from my hand and climbed on the back of the chair.  She was wearing a little bikini.  Her flat chest being covered by the skimpy top.  Her narrow hips held up the elastic band of her tiny bottoms.  I felt like making conversation and said, "You speak German?"

"Deutsch, Ja. Tambien espanol, e italiano, et français...  But I learned English first.  Most of our visitors speak english," she said while kneeding the lotion into my back, still a little cramped from the flight- it felt wonderful.

"You seem like a pretty smart kid.  How old are you?" I asked.

"I'm eight.  Gonna be nine in two months.  How old are you?"

"I'm forty-one." I said and then just enjoyed her tiny slippery hands massaging the lotion all over my back.  

She kept on talking, "That's not old.  Many of the men that come here are much older.  Its like the older a guy gets the more he wants to play with us kids.  It makes me feel special, like I can find something they lost.  All done on this side, lay down so I can get your front." I did, she started at my shoulders and worked down.  I watched her at first, she never stopped talking.  She massaged the lotion into me all the way to my feet.  She took special interest in working it between my toes.  I loved it.  I closed my eyes and let her take over.  She massaged my feet and then worked on my calves and then my thighs.  

At first I just noticed that she stopped talking.  My entire body was all tingling.  I opened my eyes and saw her licking my cock head that was peaking from within my speedo.  It was exposed about an inch or two and her tongue was slithering all over the exposed glands.  I grunted and then sat up causing her to kneel beside the chair.

"Is there something wrong?  Do you not like girls?  I can go get my friend Geno, he's really cool.."

I cut her off hoping not to hurt her feelings.  "No, no, I like girls... Very much.. It's just that I wanted to go for a swim."

"Could I join you?" she asked, very innocent and honest.

I looked at her, her high cheeks, those big eyes, that perfectly tan skin.  I couldn't disappoint her. "Sure."  She gave me a huge smile that just melted me.  She reached behind herself and undid her top.  "What are you doing," I was still not used to the atmosphere.

"Getting ready for the pool silly.  Aren't you gonna take off your bottoms?"

She asked like I would be an alien if I didn't.  I looked around.  There were many naked adults and children.  Looking at the pool it was clear that the norm was to swim nude.  A bit hesitantly, I pulled down my tight speedo and released my package.  The girl was the only one to notice and she only did so in passing.

"You have a nice cock," she said matter of factly.  I actually blushed and watched as she climbed out of her bottoms.  He hairless slit tucked between her legs.  Her puffy little bumps on her breast did just enough to point her nipples upward.  She took my hand and led me to the water's edge.  She counted to three and we both hopped in.  The water was nuke warm.  

There were several people in the pool but it was far from crowded.  Everybody had enough space for their own privacy.  I finally asked the girl her name and she said "Irene."  We played together.  Her energy was intoxicating.  We had races, had breath holding contests, and splashed around.  She wanted to jump so I got underneath her as she stood on my shoulders and I jumped sending her into the air.  She would do these amazing swan dives that just killed me.  She wanted to play horse and she climbed and sat on my shoulders.  I felt her puffy pussy lips kissing the back on my neck.  Next we played explorer.  I did the back stroke.  I loved the feeling of her soaked and slippery body squirming over by cock and balls.  "Turning starboard," she'd say and grab my erect cock and point it right or left when "Port".  I'd giggle and sink a little, she would give a playful shriek and let go.  It was great.  

There were many time that she would try to fondle my.  She would try to tickle me and would frequently grab my cock.  After a couple pumps I would pull away and she'd laugh every time.  She made me feel like a kid myself and I instinctively rediscovered the rejuvinating effects of "play".  It was fun, the kind that didn't require risk, competition or pain.  This time spent with Irene was exactly what I needed.

The sun sank lower in the sky but the pool was just as crowded.  Irene swam next to me and asked if I wanted to "check something out."  I said sure and she pulled me out of the pool.  My nude body feeling the chill of the evening air.  A server immediately greeted us with robes.  Irene took my hand and we trotted down a palm lined path.  About 20 yeards away I saw these large red brick enclosures barred with a wooden gate.  Irene peeked into each and at the third she turned to me and said, "Awsome, this one's empty."  

Inside the enclosure, I saw what was so appealing.  In the middle there was a peanut shaped hot tub.  The side opposite the gate was open and overlooked a cliff.  I could see most of the island and the great expanse of the sea and the large orange sun that was being drawn to it.  I just stood there and marvelled at this site.  This was pure beauty.

Irene took off her robe and draped it over the edge of a lounge chair.  Her tiny nude body tip-toed to the hot tub's edge.  She timidly dipped a toe into the bubbling water.  After a bit of hesitation she sank into the frothy water.  She dunked her head and rose up, the waterline was just below her swollen nipples.  She slicked back her dripping hair.  Her body was draped with thousands of tiny water bubbles that popped with her every move.  My cock stirred within my robe.  She waded over to the edge nearest me and looked at me with those big dark eyes and asked, "Don't you think you'll enjoy this better in here?"  I knew the answer, and I knew what would result.  She wasn't playing coy or trying to trick me.  My conscience was silenced by the beauty, my reason distracted, but my passion was empowered.  I dropped my robe, exposing my full hardon to this eight year old.  Her age was in body alone, her spirit was timeless.  

Her gaze never veered from my eyes as I slowly dipped myself into the hot bubbling water.  Once I was waist deep she waded over and started to gently splash the hot water on my chest, arms and back.  She rubbed the titilating liquid into my shoulders and through my thinned hair.  She came around to my front and with the expression of a girl studying a drawing she caressed my cheeks and forehead with her wet hands.  My breathing was getting deeper with each touch, with each stroke of her hand along my flesh, but when her tiny fingertips brushed against my lips I lost that breath.  I was convinced for that split second that the only way to ever breathe again would be to kiss her.  And I did.

I pulled her close, grabbing her hips and draawing her toward me.  She spread her legs in acceptence.  I mashed my lips into hers- they were thin and soft and inviting.  She opened her mouth first, her tongue snaking out and sliding between my pressed lips.  I opened them to welcome her in and greeted her with my own tongue.  My eyes were closed and I could feel her thin arms wrapping around my neck and holding me tight.  There was no doubt in my mind, she wanted this.

Her flesh was slick in the water.  I felt her thighs effortlessly sliding around my sides.  her tiny hips were grinding her silky slit into my stomach.  She broke the kiss and grabbed my cock.  I instinctively wanted to pull away, but sensing my discomfort, she touched my cheek and said "sshhhh".  My cock was rock hard and her gripping hand that was rising and falling over the shaft, only made it that much harder.  She held it steady and lowered herself toward it, sliding the head to her hairless pussy lips.  She glided the tip up and down her shaft.  Her forehead was pressed against my chin and I heard her breathing quicken.  She finally lodged the head into her vagina- just the very tip of the helmet.  She started to roll her hips as she pushed down.  She grabbed my arms and placed my hands on the sides of her waist.  She wanted me to help push her into me.  

Although her hips were rolling, her waist was stationary.  She was no stranger to this process, so I felt no qualms in helping her out.  Holding her narrow frame I pulled her down, feeling her stretched gash losing its resistence to my invading cock.  She placed her palms on my knees and leaned back to gain leverage.  She was making high pitched grunts and biting her bottom lip.  Some animalistic urge came over me and I jerked her body down.  Her previously squinting eyes snapped open and her teeth let go of her lip and she took in a long gasp for air.  I felt immediately guilty and was about lift her off, but she gripped hard on my knees and I felt her tilt her hips and push down.  The shock on her face was replaced with euphoria.  Her young face almost appeared drunk.  I wondered if this was due to her "training."  

I let her take over for now.  She sank more than halfway down my almost seven inch shaft before the head felt resistance and then a complete barrier.  I was pressing against her cervix.  The look on her face proved it.  Her lips were pressed together tightly and she had a look of intense determination.  

I grabbed her ass and slowly raised her up.  The seriousness of her expression faded to pleasure and when I felt only the tip pressed between her vice like pussy I let go and let her sink back down at her own pace.  We bounced like that for several minutes.  She even moved her mouth down to my nipples and licked and bit them gently.  Her pussy was more accustomed to my girth and she slid up and down my shaft with greater freedom.  My amazement was growing- I should've came by now.

The heat from the hot tub made my cock a bit desensitized to her ministrations.  It felt absolutely wonderful, my balls just didn't seem capable of producing any cum.  She had turned around, her small ass pointed toward me and she was slamming her young cunt onto my pole.  She was familiar with when my cock would meet her cervix so she slowed and reversed just before it would get uncomfortable.  I grabbed her tiny hips and lifted her as I rose.  I had to get my balls out of this water before I lost the moment.  Carrying her I positioned us on the opposite side of the tub.  I leaned her over the side, she bracing herself on her palms.  I was standing behind her, my balls just above the water, and I was facing the incredible view.  

The sun was only a semicircle, peaking above the horizon.  The sparce clouds in the sky were an inspiring purple and orange mix.  I started to thrust into her and she pushed back on me.  It appeared that I sank deeper into her in this position.  Almost my entire shaft sank into her vagina before it jammed against her cervix.  I didn't want to hurt this little gift from god, so I restrained the urge to slam my hips against her soft soaking ass.  

Continuing to thrust with control, I felt that seed being planted in my gut.  It grew as the sun shrank to a sliver.  Irene's high pitched grunts turned to girlish squeals, more animal like than those I heard from her while playing in the pool.  She was looking over her shoulder at her ass, watching with childish curiosity as I pistoned into her cunt.  It was her expression, that primal lust in her eyes, that sent me over the edge.  The heat rising from the bubbling water, my balls skimming over it's surface, the sun disappearing into the collosal horizon reflective of purples, blues, oranges and reds...  For just a split second I could swear I lost consciousness and was transported to heaven, I was a warm glow in a soothing mist, the singing of the angels was in my ears.  Then I shrank to a point confined in my loins, all that there was were the clinging folds of her pussy upon my thrusting cock.  I exploded.  Rope after rope gushed into her cunt.  I can't tell you if I made any noise, but I knew I was screaming.  The feeling was unbelievable.  I was on autopilot sliding my cock into her and dumping my seed into her not yet ripened womb.  I thrust until my life seemed to slip away from my hips.  My body failed me and I collapsed back.  I probably would've drown if Irene hadn't turned and dragged me to the edge.  My awareness came back and I looked out to the horizon to witness the last little sliver of the sun disappear into the horizon.  The ocean turned purple but the sky was still a spectacular canvas of various hues.

Irene and I sat there in silence submerged in the hot tub.  My arm around her narrow shoulders, her head pressed against mine, her arms around me.  Age didn't matter, pleasure no longer seemed to matter, indeed, time even seemed lost in this moment, it was just us, soaking in world together.


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