What friends are for (Closed)

The week had been every bit as exhausting as Sarah had predicted, but the nights had been a joy. Sex, and especially snuggling, with Elise was so much better than with any of her past boyfriends. None of the evenings had yet exceeded the alcohol feuled frenzy of last Friday, but that was fine with Sarah. The comfort and security she felt in Elise's arms was so much more important.

The week had been exhausting for another reason, as well, Sarah's mounting unease over the holiday they were preparing for. The only thing that had kept her from just calling the whole thing off, despite the money they'd put down on the trip, was Elise. It was obvious that Elise was more than just ordinarily excited about the trip, and since last Friday, making Elise happy had become a top priority for Sarah, even if it meant stepping out of her comfort zone to do it. Still, Sarah was not sure if she was up to this trip.

Nevertheless, Sarah found herself somewhere she'd never expected to be a week ago, on a plane with Elise, headed for a sex-filled week in the Caribbean. Sarah had enough frequent flier miles to get them both upgrades to first class, so instead of being crammed into coach like sardines, they had roomy seats that could recline much further if they wanted to sleep part of the fight. The only discomforting thing for Sarah about the flight itself was the fact that she felt practically naked in the dress she was wearing. In fact, she was far from naked, but Elise had absolutely forbid Sarah from bringing any clothes that she had not personally picked out for Sarah. Unfortunately for Sarah, that meant no slacks, long skirts or dresses, or anything that hid Sarah's ample bosom.

So it was that Sarah was sitting in the aisle seat, with Elise by the window, in a green dress that looked absolutely stunning against her red hair, but felt both uncomfortably short on the bottom and too revealing on the top. Since they'd boarded first, Sarah had been able to feel the eyes of the other passengers on her as they boarded. Not all of them seemed to approve, but several, including one rather exotic looking woman with dark skin, gave her appraising looks that made her shiver, though whether from desire or fear, Sarah wasn't certain.

Still, despite all the nervousness and fear, Elise was her touchstone. Since they'd left that morning in an Uber, she'd been touching Elise whenever possible. Mostly that meant holding her hand, but now, settled onto the plane, Sarah leaned over and set her head against Elise's shoulder and one hand on her stockinged leg. "You know that if you weren't here, I'd never be doing this. My heart is going a million time a minute, and we haven't even left the ground yet!"
 
Elise provided a shoulder for the nervous Sarah to rest her head on and felt a hand reach over to her stockinged legs. Stockings weren’t something she would normally have worn to go on holiday in but when Elise heard that Sarah had got them upgraded to first class the rebel in her couldn’t help dressing up as a blonde version of Wednesday Addams. The two of them must have made an odd sight. One goth, the other in a tight fitting short dress. No wonder people stared.

First class was good but not great. Because it wasn’t intercontinental travel the plane didn’t have its own first class pods but they did get free champagne and plenty of seat space. Being a day flight there wasn’t much chance to join the mile high club though and besides, first class was surprisingly busy.

Because of the time difference the girls got to Jamaica mid afternoon. They had to wait for their luggage and as they did the exotic dark skinned woman approached them.

“I bet I know where you’re staying,” she said.

“Is it obvious ?” Elise asked, just in case she hadn’t meant the swingers resort.

“I’m at Hedo too,”

“I thought it was couples only,” Elise said surprised.

“My husband is waiting for me in arrivals. He flew in from New York earlier. Perhaps we’ll see you both at some point then,” she said virtually at undressing Sarah with her eyes.

“Yes, definitely,” the girls both replied.

“You’re in there,” Elise said, nudging Sarah after the woman had gone to collect her bags.

When they’d retrieved their own luggage they cleared customs and passport control and as they walked into arrivals the biggest, blackest guy Elise had ever seen was there to meet the dark skinned woman. It made Elise go weak at the knees. She’d never been with a black man before and all Elise could think of was that he was probably even bigger than Fernando. She was going to have to find out.

The two girls took a taxi to the resort which was about half an hour away. It was little embarrassing telling the taxi driver where they wanted to go but he’d probably ferried thousands of couples to and from the resort.

When the taxi pulled up at the entrance a bellboy carried their luggage in for them and they walked up to reception, both full of anticipation.

“We’re here!” Elise squealed. “I can’t believe it.”
 
The flight had been pleasant, if long. It was certainly better than spending eight hours in coach. Even though it was a daytime flight, Sarah dozed for part of it, the wine, the drone of the engines, and the comforting smell of Elise had lulled her to sleep. She woke up just before they started their descent, made sure her belt was still fastened and returned to her place against Elise's shoulder. Elise's outfit was totally outrageous, and totally Elise, too. The only color to her was her blond hair, done in two long braids, she'd even powered her face with a very pale base that made her look almost like a porcelain doll.

Later, waiting for their bags, Sarah was surprised when the dark skinned woman Sarah had noticed on the plane approached them. The woman and Elise carried on a conversation, which Sarah barely followed because she could only notice the way the woman was looking at her like she wanted to eat her for dessert. Elise nudged her after the woman left to get her bags, “You’re in there,” Elise said. Sarah just blushed scarlet in response. It was weird to think of another woman wanting her, besides Elise, anyway.

After they'd cleared customs, Elise nearly stumbled and when Sarah looked up she was pretty sure she knew why. The man meeting the woman they had just spoken to was tall and while the woman's skin was a rich mocha, her husband's was the closest thing to truly black skin that Sarah had ever seen. Given the way Elise was looking at him, Sarah knew there was no way Elise wouldn't find a way to meet the couple at some point during the week.

Elise made Sarah tell the taxi driver where they were headed, which only embarrassed her more, but the driver seemed non-plussed. Once they were in the in the lobby, Elise squeeled, “We’re here! I can’t believe it.” In spite of her nervousness, Elise's enthusiam was infectious.

Sarah smiled at her. "Yup, we made it." Not too surprisingly, the couple from the airport was just ahead of them at the desk, and once they had their room keys they turned to cede their position to Sarah and Elise. Just before they turned and walked away, the woman slipped something into Sarah's hand. By the time Sarah looked at it and realized it was a hotel keycard, still in the little cardboard holder with the room number on it, the couple was already out of the lobby. Sarah's heart was thudding wildly in her chest. This wasn't just a theoretical invitation to dinner or something, this was an outright proposition, an open invitation to the couple's room whenever Sarah, and by extension Elise, wanted to use it! She was so flumoxed that Elise had to talk to the desk clerk, Sarah simply didn't have the words.
 
The girl at check in was pleasant and welcoming. She checked them into their premium room, gave them their wristbands showing their entitlement to the all inclusive drinks and food and asked them if they were full swap or soft swap.

“Full Swap,” Elise replied confidently.

The girl handed them two sets of red necklace beads.

“These just make it easier at parties,” she explained. “Green beads signify soft swap, red full swap. You don’t have to wear them,” she said cheerfully, “but sometimes it helps.”

She then went on to describe the resort’s facilities; where you had to wear clothing and where you didn’t. By day there were seven pools and a beach to relax by. Some areas were clothing optional, the rest was more risqué. There was a gym, a spa and of course several bars and restaurants. By night there were the bars and restaurants but also a disco and a nude pool that stayed open until sunrise where 'anything goes' as well as the hot tubs and of course the playrooms.

“You’re here on Young Swingers Lifestyle Week,” the girl told them. “Everyone’s under forty and most are swingers or BDSM enthusiasts. Just so you know there are a few singles also, but not many this week.”

Elise hadn’t thought much about the type of people who would be at the resort but Young Swingers Lifestyle Week seemed to suit them she thought.

A bellboy took them and their luggage to their room on the second floor of the hotel. It had a lovely little balcony and a view of the beach rather than the pools.

"It's perfect," Elise sighed.

By the time they'd finished check in it was almost seven pm. It had been a long day and they were both a bit weary. Elise couldn't wait to party but she thought that Sarah might prefer a gentler introduction to the resort on her first night.

"Let's go for a stroll." she suggested "and get some food. I'm starving. Then we can have an early night and be ready for tomorrow."

Without changing, the girls took a quick tour of the facilities but, in the early evening, things were still very quiet and there was not much evidence of naughty behaviour. They found a table at the open air restaurant and filled their plates up with the tasty food, washing it down with a couple of drinks too. The rum was very strong Else observed as it burned the back of her throat on the way down.

A steel band played while they ate and the atmosphere was just like any couples resort you might have gone to, except possibly for the dress code. They were both probably a bit overdressed compared to everyone else. Some people were in their fancy dress costume for the beach party that was the theme for tonight, while others seemed to have taken the 'clothes when eating' policy to its barest minimum (literally). But this excited Elise, it was what she had come for.

Afterwards as people drifted towards the party, the girls took a stroll through the grounds of the resort. In the background they could hear the noise of the disco beginning to crank up the volume but other than that it was peaceful away from the hotel itself. As they walked, every now and again, they would come across a covered gazebo with couples making out on the bed. One girl was moaning loudly as her partner pleasured her and you couldn't help being turned on by the sound of her enjoying herself.

"Want to share a gazebo with me?" Elise asked Sarah when they came across one that was unoccupied.

The two girls lay back on the bed and with the sound of the ocean in the background they began to kiss.

"Are you glad we came now?" Elise asked as she pulled Sarah's tight dress up a little then moved down her body until she was looking at her panties.

With a little help from Sarah, Elise was able to pull the panties down, then she descended on Sarah's pussy. It tasted like Sarah had spent the day travelling but Elise wasn't bothered as she worked her girlfriend's clitoris. Then, as Sarah was beginning to move her hips to Elise's expert touch, they heard a noise.

Elise looked up to see two guys were standing respectfully a couple of yards away holding hands.

"Hi I'm Mark, this is Peter," one of them said. "Would you mind if we joined you?"

Elise was over the moon. This was what she'd come on holiday for.

"You're very welcome," she told Mark and the two guys came closer

Without hesitating Elise lifted her head up from Sarah's pussy and turned around to face the boys. She chose Mark and as he stood at the edge of the big bed, without being invited, she knelt in front of him, undid his fly and fished out his cock. Then she began to suck on him.

Elise was in the moment...
 
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Sarah was still in a bit of a daze as they found their room and even as they set off to tour the resort. Dinner help ground her a bit, though it was weird feeling overdressed in one of the shortest, most revealing dresses Sarah had ever owned. After dinner, they walked the grounds, and seeing, and especially hearing, other people having sex, was having a rather predictable result on Sarah, so by the time Elise suggested they occupy a vacant gazebo, Sarah's arousal, combined with the booze they had at dinner, was just enough to overcome her anxiety at having sex in a public place.

Elise started off slow, kissing and touching Sarah all over. "Are you glad we came now?" Elise asked as she pulled down the neckline of Sarah's dress and the cups of her lacy bra to suckle and nibble on Sarah's breasts. Sarah tried to answer the question, but all that came out was a long, sexy moan. She started grinding herself against Elise's still stocking clad leg. Elise knew what Sarah wanted, but didn't give in right away, letting Sarah moan and squirm in increasing fervor until at last Elise was lifting her dress up around her waist, pulling her panties off, and setting in lick Sarah to orgasm.

Sarah was just starting her build towards release, when Elise stopped and invited the two men to join them. She was a bit off-kilter as Elise started going down on Mark, apparently leaving Peter to Sarah. If she'd been thinking at all clearly, she might have felt ridiculous with her breasts on full display and no panties on. She approached Peter and followed in Elise's footsteps as she pulled Peter's already hard cock from his pants. Peter was large, neither as long or girthy as Fernando, but still bigger than any of Sarah's boyfriends. She started giving him a blowjob, because it seemed the thing to do, but she was still reeling from her abandoned orgasm, and a pang of jealous that Elise had traded Mark for her mid-coitus.

Elise was already on the bed with Mark about to start fucking her when the reality of what she was doing hit Sarah. Here she was, sucking off a guy that she'd literally known less than five minutes and about whom she knew nothing but his name. Pulling Peter's cock from her mouth she looked apologetically at him and said, "I'm so sorry, I just... I can't... It's not you, it's me." It seemed woefully inadequate, but Sarah just couldn't think of anything else to say. Nothing in her life had prepared her for the etiquette of a situation like this. So, not being able to think of anything else to say, she dashed off across the grounds and made a beeline for their room without even stopping to adjust her clothes. She got plenty of appreciative looks, but she was blind to all but one, when she nearly ran into the woman from the airport, who gave her such a look of naked lust that Sarah nearly melted on the spot. But she was still in full flight mode and she bolted for the stairs to the second floor and finally made it to the relative safety of their room.

"Oh, fuck!" Sarah exclaimed, "What the fuck am I doing here?" She started pacing around the room. "I know I told Elise that I envied her lifestyle, but I never imagined it would be like this!" She actually started to cry when she realized how thoroughly she'd probably spoiled Elise's evening. "Oh fuck, Elise, I'm so sorry," she whispered to the empty room. Finally she just crawled into the bed and pulled the duvet around her, even though the night was still fairly warm. She just wanted to hide. She had no idea what she could say to Elise, but she just didn't feel ready for this.
 
It had been going so well, or so Elise had thought. Only to have Sarah chicken out at the first opportunity. Elise was really frustrated, to put it mildly. She was so horny and she’d been really looking forward to being fucked. She’d thought about suggesting a threesome with Mark and Peter but she knew her place was with Sarah.

“I’m sorry,” she told the boys. “It’s her first time.”

“We understand,” Peter said sympathetically.

“Perhaps later in the week?” Elise asked hopefully.

“Sure,” Mark replied but all three of them knew there was a big question mark hanging over that.

“I’ll see you both around then,” she said leaving the guys on the bed.

Elise felt a mixture of both frustration and concern as she walked back to their room. When she opened the door she found Sarah hiding under the sheets.

“Are you ok?” Elise asked the rather pathetic looking Sarah.

“I’m sorry,” Elise continued. “I honestly thought this was what you wanted. But you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. We can spend the rest of the holiday sunbathing and sightseeing if you like.”

The last thing Elise wanted to do was make Sarah do something she regretted. But she also knew that if this wasn’t the lifestyle Sarah wanted then their relationship would be pretty much over. Sarah couldn’t expect Elise to give up who she was and Elise couldn’t expect Sarah to be a swinger if she didn’t want to be.

Elise gave Sarah a hug. Not knowing what the solution was or even if there was one at all.
 
Sarah heard Elise come into the room, and when Elise asked, "Are you ok?" Sarah could hear the concern in her voice, but also the frustration, born of disappointment. That just started the waterworks again. Sarah wasn't normally much of a crier, except maybe when a relationship came to an end, which is what this felt like. In Sarah's mind her relationship with Elise was predicated on two things, that Sarah would bring intimacy and some emotional stability to Elise's life, but also that Elise would share her wild lifestyle with Sarah and Sarah was OK with that. Elise was who she was, and Sarah had no illusions that she would change to suit Sarah. Sarah was already asking a lot of Elise by drawing her into an emotional relationship, this was her place to be the one making the sacrifice. And she thought she'd wanted it. In fact, part of her still did, but she just wasn't sure she was up for it.

"Oh Elise,..." Sarah wailed between sobs, "I'm sorry..." more tears, "I fucked up everything! I know how much you were looking foward to this,... but I'm not sure I can do it!" She sobbed a bit more until Elise climbed into the bed with her. After that, the feel, and especially scent, of Elise calmed her down a bit.

“I’m sorry,” Elise said quietly, “I honestly thought this was what you wanted. But you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. We can spend the rest of the holiday sunbathing and sightseeing if you like.”

"No, no, no... I can't do that to you. You'd never forgive me if I ruined this whole vacation for you!" She sniffled as she snuggled into Elise's arms, "And I do want it, or I think I do, but everytime I think about it my heart starts racing and... well, you know." She took a deep breath, inhaling the soothing smell of Elise. It was hard to imagine that in just a week, Elise had become so important to her. Well, honestly, it wasn't just a week, it was like four years, but it was still amazing the way their relationship had changed, mostly for the better, in the past week. "Elise, I want to do this, even if it scares me, because it's a vital part of who you are. I can't ask you to change that for me, and I think part of me would just die inside if we went back to just being friends. And that's what would have to happen if I can't get over my hangups, I know that, and so do you." she sighed, "It's like I need something I'm even more afraid of, that I'd be forced to do if I didn't do what you told me to."
 
Elise didn’t sleep well but by the morning she had at least come up with a possible solution to their predicament.

"It's like I need something I'm even more afraid of, that I'd be forced to do if I didn't do what you told me to."

Sarah had said this to her the night before and it gave Elise an idea.

When they woke up on Saturday morning Elise got up and went over to the writing table that’s in every hotel room the world over. She took a piece of hotel paper and wrote something on it then placed it in an envelope and sealed the envelope. On the envelope she wrote ‘Only to be opened in the event of failure.’

“How about this?” she proposed. “Today you are going to do whatever I tell you to. We’ll start off with small challenges but as the day goes on they’ll get bigger. If you choose not to accept any of the challenges then you agree that tomorrow you’ll be paying a forfeit and the forfeit is detailed in this envelope. Believe me you don’t want to be doing this forfeit. You can’t open the envelope though until you don’t accept a challenge. After that there’s no going back from whatever’s written in here. Understood?”

She held out the letter inviting Sarah to take it.
 
Sarah hadn't slept well either. Partly it was Elise's restlessness that had disturbed her, but then everytime she woke up she was gripping by the unbareble idea that Elise would leave her if she couldn't overcome her fear and embrace the life that Elise obviously loved. Sarah vaguely remembered, from the alcohol fueled night a week ago, that Elise's biggest fear of being in a committed relationship was that it would prevent her from living the life she loved. And, after promising to Elise not to hold her back, here she was doing exactly that! With those thoughts in her head, it took a long time for her to get back to sleep each time she woke up.

When she finally woke up for the last time, with the bright Caribbean sunlight shining outside, Elise presented her with an idea, and an envelope. The idea was based, she assumed, on her comment from the night before. She looked at the envelope with dread. She knew Elise had a devious mind and was likely to have written down something absolutely aweful for her to do if she forfeited. The fact that Sarah couldn't even imagine what it might be, only made it seem more dreadful.

Still, Sarah remembered reading an article that had said that fear of consequences alone was often an insufficant motivator for good behavior. Of course, the context was completely different, but she did think it would help if there was some incentive as well. So before she committed to Elise's proposal, she got up, and following Elise's lead, wrote out what she would get to do to Elise tomorrow if she did everything Elise asked her to do today, slid it into an envelope, and sealed it.

"OK, I agree, but with one addendum. In addition to the forfeit, if I refuse to do something you ask, there is also an incentive. If I'm a good girl today and do everything you ask, then you agree to let me do what I've written in this envelope," she said, handing her envelope to Elise. "If you agree, then the deal is sealed, so to speak," she said with a smile.
 
Elise found it hard to conceive of a forfeit she’d have a problem with and so she readily agreed to the pact.

“Ok. It’s a deal” she said taking the envelope and placing it on the nightstand. “From this moment on then you do as I say.”

She thought for a moment about a dare that both of them might enjoy. Then getting out of bed she opened the doors to the balcony. Naked she walked out into the daylight and sat down at one of the chairs. She beckoned to Sarah to join her and spreading her legs she told Sarah

“Your first task is to eat me out.”
 
Sarah smiled. She knew not all Elise's requests were going to be this easy to fulfill, but this was pretty tame, even by Sarah's standards. Sure, the fact that they were both naked and going to be doing it on the second floor balcony just above the heads of people headed for the beach added some zing to it, but Sarah figured the people at Hedo would think nothing of it.

Sarah walked out onto the balcony, revelling in the warm sunshine on her skin. She'd have to be careful and not spend too much time in the sun. Sarah's pale skin did not tan easily, and it was usually a struggle between sunscreen that was too much for her to tan at all, or too little that she'd burn, and that wasn't even taking into account the stronger tropical sun. If she was going to spend a lot of time in the sun today, she'd need sunscreen, but just for this little bit, and mostly in Elise's shadow anyway, would be fine.

Sarah knelt down in front of where Elise was leaning on the balcony rail and buried her head between Elise's thighs. Sarah had discovered on that second night of their new relationship that she loved eating pussy, well Elise's pussy anyway, she didn't really have any basis for a more general statement. In just a week, she'd learned that she could bring Elise to orgasm fast, or draw it out until Elise was begging to come. This time, Sarah opted for drawing it out. She knew that Elise was relishing being naked and having sex in what amounted to public, and she wanted to hear Elise beg for release where other people would hear her.
 
Sarah had really taken to oral sex like a duck to water. Elise wondered if she was this good with guys also.

“That’s it,” she told Sarah. “Make momma cum.”

The sound of Elise telling her girlfriend to make her cum brought the young couple in the next room out onto their balcony. Elise put her finger to her lips telling the couple to be quiet then she closed her eyes and let Sarah do what she did best.

Afterwards the girl from the next room asked. “Is she available to anyone.”

“Not today,” Elise replied.”I’m breaking her in.” Then she thought for a moment

“Still there’s no harm in a small sample. Sarah why don’t you give our friends a kiss”
 
For the moment, Sarah didn't even think of not doing as Elise commanded. She was so turned on from making Elise come that she simply got up, leaned across the rail seperating the two balconies and gave first the girl, then her partner, long deep kisses, wanting them to taste Elise's pussy on her. She was so turned on that she was almost unconsciously rubbing her pussy with one hand while she steadied herself on the rail with the other.

The girl looked at Elise as Sarah and her boyfriend finally came up for air, "You're sure she not ready? I mean, she looks ready to me." Sarah tuned to look at Elise and the look in her eyes spoke volumes.

Bemused, Elise looked at Sarah, "Fine, pleasure both of them orally."

Sarah hopped over the rail and decided to start with the girl, since she seemed the more forward of the pair and thus, to Sarah's thinking, the one who should be rewarded for taking the initiative. Sarah seemed to have some natural talent at cunnilingus because she had the girl squirming in no time and her partner had to come up behind her and hold her so she didn't fall over.

After having come and sitting down on one of the lounges, the girl watched as Sarah slid her boyfriend's cock into her mouth. He was not as big as Peter from the night before, and Sarah did have some previous experience with fellatio, so she took him in pretty easily. His girlfriend started masturbating watching them and for some reason this really turned Sarah on. The idea that his girlfriend was getting off watching Sarah suck his dick was so arousing. Her own fingers found her clit and she started rubbing as she engulfed him... Sarah suddenly realized that she didn't know either of their names. Oddly, it felt totally different from the night before when the only thing she'd known about Peter was his name. Maybe it was the fact that Elise was 'forcing' her to do it, but whatever the reason, for now it seemed delightfully wicked.

The boyfriend came in her mouth almost as fast as the girl had. It was a big load and Sarah swallowed about half of it, but the rest escaped to dribble down her chin and onto her breasts. She turned and looked back at Elise, still on the other side of the rail, to see if she had any more instructions.
 
Elise was surprised how easily Sarah took to playing with other people. especially after what had happened the previous night. She’d only meant for her to kiss them but everyone seemed to want to take things further, so why not.

She watched as Sarah first gave oral to the girl and then to the boy. There were no nerves now. No reticence, she just pleasured them until they came. The way Sarah handled the boy surprised her. Sarah didn’t seem at all bothered about him cumming in her mouth.

“It looks like you’re turning into a proper slut,” she told Sarah when she’d finished. “Now wipe the cum off yourself and make yourself presentable.”

If the boy hadn’t have cum in her mouth Elise might have suggested that he fuck her but now he was spent that test would have to wait.

“Why don’t you put some clothes on and we’ll get some breakfast now, “ Elise suggested.
 
“It looks like you’re turning into a proper slut,”

Sarah hadn't stopped rubbing herself when she'd finished sucking off their neighbor and Elise calling her a slut sent a warm tingle into Sarah's pussy and pushed her over the edge. "Ooooooh... FUCK!" she groaned as she came hard.

“Now wipe the cum off yourself and make yourself presentable.”

Sarah looked around, there wasn't a towel or anything else she could use to wipe off the cum on her breasts so she just used her fingers to wipe it up and then slid them into her mouth.

"Oh shit that's hot!" said the girl still watching from the lounge chair, and apparently she meant it, because she came for the second time in five minutes. Sarah thought she looked so sexy as she was coming.

“Why don’t you put some clothes on and we’ll get some breakfast now, “ Sarah cast an almost regretful glance at their two neighbors. They were both fit and athletically built, and they looked young, even younger than she and Elise, which made Sarah wonder how they could afford a week at the resort. Neither Sarah nor Elise would have been able to afford this even a year ago. But her gaze didn't linger too long. She couldn't risk Elise thinking she wasn't follow instructions. So, with a little wave to the neighbors, whose names she still didn't know, she hopped back over the rail and went inside to put on clothes. The first thing Sarah did was slather on sunscreen, because her burning to a crisp would put a big crimp in Elise's plans for her.

Sarah was feeling oddly reluctant to get dressed when she looked at the outfits she'd brought with her. She couldn't get Elise calling her a slut out of head, so she decided to put on the sluttiest thing Elise had chosen for her. It was a green bikini so small that about all it did was cover her nipples and the small patch of red hair that Sarah had elected to keep over her pussy. Since the triangular patch of fabric in front was so small, it didn't even hide Sarah's pussy, the string that held it in place just disappeared into her folds. Not only that but Sarah's large ass was essentially naked and her breasts jiggled invitingly with nothing to support them. Sarah was pretty sure Elise had bought it more as a joke than as anything she ever thought Sarah would wear. Since the small green triangles had little white dots on them, Elise had sing-songingly called it her "Itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny, little polka-dot bikini."

When she was ready she walked out to show Elise, doing a little twirl which almost caused her breasts to spring free. "What do you think?"
 
Elise chuckled to herself when she saw what Sarah had chosen to wear for breakfast. She was already acting like a slut and they hadn’t even made it out of the room yet.

“Ok, if that’s what you’re planning on wearing,” Elise told her as she looked at her girlfriend in her micro bikini.

Elise had dressed more conservatively in that she wore actual clothes. In her case a pair of shorts and a tank top. The contrast between the two girls made Sarah seem even more underdressed.

Elise reached into her underwear drawer and fished out something she’d brought but hadn’t expected to use. It was a choker collar with a big brass ring on it to attach a leash. She fitted the collar to Sarah’s neck then clipped the leather leash to it

“Come on then puppy,” she told Sarah.

A few people looked at the two girls as Elise led Sarah to breakfast but with the bdsm crowd that were in the resort they didn’t look so out of place. They found a table but before they both sat down Elise turned to the leather clad foursome sitting at the next table.

“Would you mind holding onto my puppy while i get us some breakfast,” she asked. “Feel free to smack her bottom if she’s naughty. “

Then Elise handed the leash to one of the guys and went off to fill their plates from the buffet.
 
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Sarah had gone along with the collar and leash because it seemed harmless enough while they were in the room and even as they were walking through the hotel. They got a few looks, but mainly they were lustful ones that, in her current mood, made her squirm with arousal rather then fear. That changed, however, when they reached the restaurant. Without a word to Sarah, she simple handed her off to a rather intimidating table of four that looked a bit like extras from Mad Max.

Elise hadn't actually given her instructions to follow, so Sarah wasn't sure what she was expected to do, but she didn't really have time to think about it. One by one, the leather clad group, two men and two women, each found something to fault her for, and each delivered stinging blows to Sarah's essentially naked ass.

"Good puppies should not stand on their hind legs," said one of the women who started spanking Sarah's ass with her hand until Sarah got down on all fours on the floor.

When she tried to protest her treatment, one of the men said, "Good puppies don't speak!" and rained down several hard blows on Sarah's butt. And just like that, they passed her around the table, making her walk on all fours and perform "tricks" for them. Each time they found something to criticize and Sarah's ass got progressively redder and redder making a stark contrast to her pale skin.

For the first time since they'd made the deal that morning, Sarah was seriously considering bailing. Elise's forfeit couldn't be worse that being paraded around the floor of the restaurant on all fours, could it? Then again, if Elise had known, or at least suspected, what was going to happen, then the forfeit probably was worse, it wouldn't have been much of an incentive otherwise. Sarah nearly cried in relief when Elise came to retrieve her after putting two plates of food down on their table.
 
Sarah was on all fours when Elise got back to the table and her beautiful bottom looked a bit red which made Elise smile.

“Thank you for looking after her,” she told the group. “I hope she wasn’t too much trouble. “

Elise simply took back the leash from the foursome without asking any further questions. She un clipped it from Sarah’s collar and allowed her to sit down.

“I thought we could do some sunbathing by the nude pool this morning,” she suggested as they tucked into breakfast . “Get you used to being naked around people. You can keep the collar on for the rest of the day though. I think it suits you. “
 
Sarah winced as she sat down. Her ass was on fire, but even though it hurt, the tingling heat of it was oddly arousing. She'd only ever been spanked once as an adult, and it had been a few playful swats from a boyfriend she'd broken up with just a few weeks later for unrelated reasons. Needless to say, it in no way compared to the relative thrashing she'd just received. Sarah ate her food, and although part of her brain recognized that the food was very good, she couldn't have said later what they'd eaten, her mind was too distracted.

When Elise suggested sunbathing nude beside the pool, Sarah felt like she was back on more stable ground. She was practically naked already, so taking off the tiny bikini wasn't going to pose too much of an issue. Elise did say she wanted her to keep the collar on. That was going to leave an interesting tan line! Still, Sarah wasn't too worried. The sunscreen she'd put on meant she wasn't going to tan much anyway. They were just about finished with their meal when one of the women that had been at the table of four earlier approached Elise and handed her two items. "I thought your puppy might need these," the woman said before turning and walking away.

The first item was pretty obviously a headband with a pair of dog ears on them. Amazingly, the ears looked almost lifelike and they had fine red fur on them that was so close to the color of Sarah's hair it was like they'd been made for her. The other item, however, made Sarah choke on her orange juice when she realized what it was. It was a long dog tail, in the same red fur, but attached to a stainless steel butt plug on one end. Sarah gave Elise a slightly panicked look and just said, "Oh no, please..."
 
“Thank you,”Elise replied. “That’s very kind of you. “

Elise examined the bulbous end of the butt plug. It wasn’t really the right size for a beginner. But in the positive side that meant it wouldn’t pop out too easily. The ears looked cute and the colour looked as if it had almost been made for Sarah.

“Perhaps you and your friends would like to prepare her for me,” Elise suggested. “Then I’m sure she would like to show you how much she appreciates her new ears and tail.”
 
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At Elise's invitation, the woman stopped, still just a few feet away, and turned back around with a smile that bordered on a smirk, "Of course, we'd be happy to help."

Sarah's eyes almost bugged out at Elise's words. Oh God! It was bad enough when she thought that Elise was going to be the one to slide that plug into her ass, but now she was giving her back into the power of the two leather clad couples that had just reddened her butt! She couldn't even bring herself to look at Elise as they took her out of the restaurant and down to one of the gazebos. Thankfully, they didn't make her walk on all fours the whole distance just for practical reasons, but several groups, who'd seen Sarah's earlier interaction with the group, followed them, curious to see what would happen next.

Once they were in the gazebo, they had her get back on all fours and then set to work on her little rosebud. To her surprise, they started by taking turns licking her anus and gently probing it with their tongues. Sarah had never had anyone do this to her before and despite the embarrassment, all too evident on her face, of having it done in public with a crowd of spectators, she found the experience arousing.

It wasn't long before tongues were replaced by fingers, however, and Sarah felt first one, but eventually several fingers slide past her sphincter, which caused her to moan in pleasure rather in spite of herself. She'd expected them to be rough, but they were surprisingly gentle, perhaps sensing how new this all was to her. She could tell that not all the fingers inside her belonged to the same hand, since they moved in and out of her at different times. The experience was far more erotic than just having one person's fingers, or one cock inside her ass. So much so in fact that Sarah was completely surprised by her first anal-only orgasm.

"Oh fuck! Oh God! Fuuuuuuuck!" This earned her several fresh whacks on her already red ass and the reminder that good puppies don't talk. While the spanking hurt, it also seemed to heighten her pleasure at the same time. Forbidden from speaking, Sarah just made cute little whining sounds for the rest of her orgasm, sounding rather adorably like the puppy she was pretending to be. Even after her orgasm, however, the fingers kept working in her ass, now pulling and stretching it. Finally Sarah felt the cool metal of steel plug inside her. The fingers withdrew, leaving her with an oddly full feel. The large metal plug was heavy inside her making her almost feel like she needed to use the bathroom. It wasn't unpleasant exactly, but definately something she'd never experienced before.

Sarah didn't have much time to think about it though as one of the women came around and positioned herself right in front of Sarah, speading her legs wide. "Let's see how appreciative a good puppy can be." Sarah didn't need any instructions here and set to work lapping at the woman's pussy. She didn't even mind this part, despite the fact that doing it with a crowd around her embarrassed her. Then she felt a warm, obviously hard cock pressing into her from behind. Sarah looked up at the woman, who said, "That's right, a good puppy does whatever her Masters' want her to do."

As one of the men pressed into her from behind, Sarah couldn't believe how full she felt, the plug made it feel like she was twice or even three times as full as normal while having sex. It seemed to push the man's cock against her g-spot and Sarah found herself coming again after just a few thrusts. This time she remembered just to whimper and whine as she did so. "Oh, look how adorable the puppy is!" said the woman whose pussy she was whining into.

For awhile, Sarah was passed between them until she had pleasured both women, one of the men had come inside her pussy and the other, after fucking her for several minutes, ordered her to "play dead" and shot his load on her large breasts once she rolled over. Sarah herself came twice more, bringing her up to five so far for the day. A personal record, and it wasn't even lunchtime! Sarah was temporarily spent, however. Her tongue and jaw were tired, her legs and arms were weak, and all she wanted to do was curl up for a nap. She lay on the bed in a post-coital stuppor, her head in the lap of one of the women, not quite asleep but neither fully awake as the woman stroked her hair.

The woman looked at Elise. "Thank you, she was a very good puppy." For reason's she didn't quite understand, hearing herself called a good puppy pleased Sarah and she nuzzled her face against the woman's leg. "Don't worry about returning these," the woman said as she motioned to indicate the ears and tail, "I think she deserves them, and they match her hair so well, they might have been made for her." After a bit more petting, they left and the crowd dispersed to find other entertainment, leaving Sarah and Elise alone in the gazebo.
 
When the crowd of onlookers had dispersed. Elise picked up one of the complimentary bath towels that had been placed by the side of the bed and wiped the cum from Sarah’s gorgeous breasts. Then she tried as best she could to clean Sarah’s pussy, which was beginning to leak a mixture of her own juices and the unnamed man’s cum. She was only partially successful at this. Every time she dried Sarah off some more juice would leak out of her.

Elise snuggled up to the exhausted Sarah and ran her hands over her breasts

“You’re doing so well,” she told her. “Such a difference from last night. In fact I think you deserve a reward.”

Elise unbuckled the collar and slipped off the dog ears from Sarah’s head then she told her to lie on her tummy. The butt plug came out with a plop. It left Sarah’s anus gaping but it would close up soon enough.

“There,” she said. “You can enjoy the pool properly now,” Elise told Sarah. “Though you might want get a quick shower poolside first. Then we can get a drink from the swim up bar. I know it’s still early but I could murder a cocktail.”
 
Sarah made soft little sounds of contentment as Elise cleaned her and especially as she cuddled up with her in the bed. Despite Elise's best efforts Sarah could still feel moisture between her legs, but she was too drowsy to care. As had become usual for her in the last week, the touch and scent of Elise was like a balm to her body and soul. "I love you, Elise." Sarah said drowsily. Sarah was just sort of floating peacefully until Elise pulled the large butt plug tail from her ass with an audible, wet pop. Sarah protested a bit nonverbally. It had taken so much effort to get that in there! But she supposed it would ruin the fine fur on the tail to wear it in the pool so she stopped her grumbling.

So despite her weariness, Sarah found herself following Elise to the pool. Sarah used the poolside showers to clean off the remaining fluids that had run down her legs on the walk. Elise had told her earlier that she would be sunbathing nude, and that was easily seen to as she remove the tiny bikini she'd put on before breakfast. They went to the swim up bar and got cocktails before laying down on some of the lounges, Sarah lying down first on her stomach. For awhile at least, Elise acted like her bodyguard, waving people off, and letting her drowse in the warm sunshine, Elise did make her roll over at some point so she wouldn't tan unevenly. After the morning she'd already had, lying nude with her breasts and pussy exposed was almost blase, but she still squirmed a bit on the occassions where she'd open her eyes to find one of the other guests looking at her in admiration.
 
Elise could tell that Sarah was exhausted, poor thing. What with the previous night's lack of sleep from worry and now, this morning’s ordeals, she was spent. She watched as Sarah lay on the sun-bed and dozed. She looked so pretty naked and Elise was both slightly jealous and at the same time proud of the admiring glances Sarah was receiving.

The brochure had warned them that they would see ‘acts of intimacy’ at the nude pool and it hadn’t been wrong. In addition to the heavy petting that a lot of couples were engaged in, sometimes there would be oral too. Elise got horny watching girls suck their partner's off, although it seemed that people never went as far as fucking. Probably because the sun loungers didn’t seem sturdy enough for the task. If it got to that point, couples or foursomes tended to disappear off to their rooms or find a gazebo, which was a shame as far as Elise was concerned.

When Elise had cycled Sarah through one rotation of sunbathing on her front and then one on her back she decided it was time to top up her lotion. Elise climbed onto Sarah and did her front first, paying a lot of attention to Sarah’s breasts while rubbing her naked pussy against Sarah's belly. Then she turned Sarah over and repeated the process on her back. Sarah lay there seemingly enjoying the attention. But, when it was her turn to oil Elise, all that Elise could hear was Sarah’s gentle snoring. Elise climbed off Sarah and began to oil her own body as best she could. But as she was doing this a couple approached her and in a strong Dutch accent said,

“We saw what happened just then," the girl laughed, "Would you like us to oil you instead.?"

They were around the same age as Sarah and Elise both fit and healthy looking and, like a lot of Dutch couples, quite tall. The girl's pussy, rather than being smooth, was only partly shaven, which was unusual in Elise's, circle but not unappealing.

"That would be nice, thank you," Elise said offering them the bottle of lotion.

The girl, it seemed, was in control. She straddled Elise and smeared the lotion over Elise's chest then invited her partner to rub it in. Like Elise had done with Sarah she rubbed her pussy on Elise as she worked on Elise's body. First on her front and then her back, while her partner helped out. Elise loved having two pairs of hands on her and any more attention to her pussy from either of them would have made her cum there and then.

When they were finished the girl got off Elise and she and her boyfriend stood naked either side of her.

"We're Dirk and Henrietta by the way."

"Elise and Sarah," Elise replied

"Pleased to meet you Elise,' Henrietta said then she continued boldly. "This Dirk's first time swinging. We don't suppose you'd like to fuck him back in our room while I watch."

The massage had left Elise so horny that she was definitely up for it. She reached over to Sarah and told her, "Sarah darling, I'm just going to go up to Dirk and Henrietta's room for a bit. Will you be ok here on your own?"

Half awake, Sarah grunted an acknowledgement and so Elise followed Henrietta and Dirk back to their room.

The room was exactly the same as Elise and Sarah's except that it faced the pools rather than the ocean. Elise could see Sarah from the balcony still snoozing on the sunbed.

Henrietta mixed some rum and coke's from a bottle of rum the couple must have bought and offered Elise a glass.

"I hope it's ok if i sit on the bed and watch," Henrietta said hopefully.

"Of course it is," Elise told her.

"Thanks I'll shut up now and leave the two of you to it then," Henrietta said, taking up position on one side of the bed and leaving Elise and Dirk still standing.

Up to that point Dirk hadn't actually said a word. Henrietta had spoken for the both of them. Elise turned to Dirk who was clearly in unfamiliar territory and said "Hi" before pressing her body against his and going in for a kiss..

"Hi," Dirk replied when their lips parted.

"I think Henrietta really wants you to fuck me. So why don't we get on the bed," Elise suggested, lying down next to Henrietta and opening her legs for Dirk.

There was no need for foreplay and besides, Elise's pussy was already coated in slippery suntan oil and so Dirk climbed onto her and gently lowered his cock into Elise.

"Mmmm," Elise sighed appreciatively, encouraging Dirk. "That feels good."

It did feel good. It was Elises's first cock of the holiday. First cock in almost a month if truth were told and Dirk filled her up nicely.

Henrietta couldn't help herself and reached over to play with Elise's nipples while Dirk began to fuck Elise more confidently now. Elise found herself swapping kisses with both of them while Dirk pumped her and Henrietta squeezed her nipples tightly. It was a winning combination and Elise soon found herself cumming, which was probably a good thing because Dirk, in his excitement, didn't last long and soon he was squirting his creamy white cum into her pussy. No sooner had this happened than Henrietta was scrabbling to suck it out of Elise and she gave Elise a second orgasm as she lapped at her pussy.

When they'd finished, the three of them lay back on the bed and giggled.

"Thank you," Dirk told her. "I'm sorry i didn't last longer."

"Don't be," Elise responded. "I came twice. I'm not complaining. Hopefully I'll be the first of many this holiday for you and I'm sure you can fuck Sarah when you're ready."

Speaking of Sarah reminded Elise to go onto the balcony and check on her. She didn't want her getting sunburn. But when she looked Sarah wasn't there.

"I'd better go down and find her," Elise explained. "Thank you for the fuck!"
 
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Sarah was wiped, the combination of lack of sleep, five orgasms, the cocktail she'd just had, and the hot tropical sun was more than enough to make her drowsy. At some point Elise had been applying more suntan oil and it was like getting a massage, so much so that Sarah drifted into full sleep. When she awoke later to find Elise gone, she had a vague, dream-like memory of Elise saying she'd be back. Thankfully, she felt fairly refreshed even though it could only have been 30 minutes or so. Sarah looked around, suddenly realizing that she didn't have anything with her. She'd given her bikini to Elise because she had no where to put anything, and even her cell phone and hotel keycard were with Elise. "Well, damn," she muttered.

She sat back down on the chaise for a moment considering what she should do. She could just wait for Elise, but even with the extra lotion, Sarah could tell she was nearing the limit of how much her pale skin could take of the tropical sun. She really wanted to get inside, or at least into the shade, but there wasn't a lot of shade around the pool. Finally, she resolved to head back to the hotel and see if she could convince the desk to give her a duplicate keycard without any way to identify herself as a guest, even though the thought of having to do that in the nude struck her with an icy fear. If being naked outdoors at the resort was not entirely the norm, it certainly wasn't abnormal either. But having to deal with the reception desk nude felt entirely different.

As she got up to go, however, she almost ran straight into two men holding hands. "Oh, excuse me!" she said automatically before her eyes widened in recognition, it was... Mark and Peter from the night before. It was obvious they recognized her and equally obvious that seeing her nude was arousing to both of them. "Oh... hi," she said awkwardly. She couldn't remember if Elise had told them her name last night or not. "I'm Sarah, I remember you are Mark and Peter, but I don't remember which of you is which." She blushed a bit at this admition.

"I'm Mark," said the taller of the two, "and this is Peter." Sarah blushed even harder when she remembered how big Peter's cock was. "Are you feeling better this morning?" he asked, obliquely referencing the fact that she'd run out on the fun last night, causing Elise to go after her.

"Um... well, yes, I guess I am," Sarah replied, "A little tired I guess, I didn't sleep well and it's been a busy morning." She wasn't really sure what to say about the night before, and lacking instructions from Elise she was flying blind. Wait! What would Elise do? That was the key. Well, Elise wouldn't have ended up in this situation at all, but hypothetically, if she had, how would she handle it? "So um... I'm really sorry about last night, but I'd love to try and make it up to you, if that's OK with you?"

Mark looked a bit surprised, but he recovered with a gentle smile and Peter gave her a shy smile that nearly melted her heart, "Well, if you like you can start by joining us at the bar," Mark suggested.

Well that's certainly easy enough, Sarah thought, though I can't imagine it will end there. "Sure, that would be nice."

Once they'd gotten their cocktails Mark asked, "Where's your... friend?" Mark asked, obviously the more gregarious of the two.

"Oh, Elise? Well, actually I'm not sure," Sarah admitted, "I think she said something about going somewhere with someone for something and coming back sometime later, but I was half asleep, so if she said more than that, I don't remember." Sarah smiled a goofy lopsided smile, knowing how ridiculous that sounded.

They talked a bit at the bar and she learned, to her own amazement, that although Peter and Mark were obviously bisexual, like she and Elise, Peter had only ever had sex with other men before this. In fact, Sarah's abortive attempt at a blowjob last night, was to date, his only sexual contact with a woman. "Oh Peter, I'm so sorry! If I'd known... well, no that probably wouldn't have changed anything about last night. But now I really want to make it up to you today!" What would Elise do, indeed, she thought.

Unlike the tequila shots Elise often favored the cocktails went down so easy it barely seemed like drinking to Sarah. After two drinks each, (or was it three?) Mark suggested that they move to one of the gazebos, so taking their drinks with them, they walked from the pool to an unoccupied gazebo. Sarah got a lot of appreciative looks on the way, which left her blushing, but also pleased in an odd way. Even given her recent experiences at the resort, she was not used to thinking of herself as attractive.

Sarah wasn't quite sure how to proceed at first, should she take them both at once or alternate? But then she realized she felt a greater burden to Peter than to Mark, for all that she'd ruined both their fun last night, not to mention Elise's. But she was already working off her debt to Elise, and well, Mark would maybe just have to wait until she'd discharged some of her debt to Peter. "Mark, would you mind just watching for a bit while I initiate Peter into the deep erotic mystery that is woman?" she said with a bit of a giggle, a pretty good sign she was buzzed from the alcohol.

"No, in fact, I'd love to watch." Which, from the expression on his face seemed to be true.

"Well, alright then," Sarah started, "time to get the erotic Mystery Machine in action then!" Sarah beckoned Peter to the bed with her. "This will be best if you just lie down and relax, sans the swimtrunks."

Peter looked at her blankly for a moment until Mark said, "Lose the swimtrunks, bonehead!" It sounded mean, but it seemed from both their expressions that it was just a little teasing among friends. Peter blushed and took off his trunks and lay down on the bed. Sarah, already naked, crawled towards him on the bed as seductively as possible, her hips and ass swaying and her breast swinging gently. Apparently it worked, because Peter's cock, which had drooped a bit since before, was suddenly at full attention.

Sarah looked him right in the eye from her position just above his dick and said, quite sincerely, "Peter, I have to say you have the biggest cock I've ever had the pleasure of doing this to," Sarah said as she licked the whole length of him from balls to tip several times before closing her mouth around his dick and sliding down as deep as she could. He was so girthy that she only made it about halfway down his eight inch shaft at first and she supplemented with her hand, stroking in time to her lips moving up and down his shaft. Suddenly though, she was reminded of Elise trying to swallow Fernando on their first night together. WWED? So giving up on the hand, Sarah took a deep breath, relaxed her throat as much as she could, and pushed herself down onto Peter's cock. Peter was neither quite as long nor as thick as Fernando, but he was still the biggest dick she ever sucked. And she found herself pleasantly surprised when she made it another two inches down on this attempt.

She looked up at Peter and saw that he was definately enjoying what she was doing, even though she'd barely started. She made some incremental progress on each subsequent dive onto his cock. Having him that deep in her throat made her gag, but Peter wasn't complaining and Sarah was getting too aroused by watching Peter and too concentrated on making his first time with a woman something special to find it terribly bothersome. By the time she'd been sucking him for about a minute, she was rewarded with the feeling of his balls against her chin.

"Oh my God, that's so hot!" Mark exclaimed. Sarah cast a sideways glance at him. He'd dropped trou and was stroking himself as he watched. "I've never seen anyone take him all the way, myself included!"

She couldn't stay down long, the gag reflex was just too strong, but she came all the way up and smiled at Peter with trails of saliva connecting her mouth to his dick, then she dove back down and repeated the performance several times. Finally Peter couldn't last any longer and he blasted a load down Sarah's throat. Between the two of them, they ended up wearing most of it, but neither of them seemed to mind as Sarah plopped down next to him with a giggle, putting her head on his chest. "I hope you liked it? Oh, and we're not done yet, I still need to take your vaginal cherry too, but I'll give you a minute to recover."

"Sarah..., that was just... incredible!" Peter said. It was the most words she'd heard him say since she met him. He had answered a few questions at the bar, but just in monosyllables. Sarah just smiled at him again, mostly just pleased that he was pleased.
 
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