………… “Be prepared it’s just the first day” this statement was said right after I signed on the contract and agreement papers.
Two days after Christine’s wedding dinner, I was having high tea with Yvonne, Christine & Tracy. This was an informal interview and offer for me to join into Yvonne’s company and also be a partner in the new division they are going to form with me heading the wedding photography department. A whole new set up to cover a niche part of the business.
I was still in a bit of a daze being offered an opportunity like this big. I have only been an assistant all these while and now being offered to lead.
I asked what happened to my 3 seniors, I knew they were after the position as they told me the next day after the wedding dinner
Tracy started to tell me the whole story:
After the tea ceremony, I told all the bridesmaid what Edwin said about the best man giving up on the shooters. We all disliked his attitude hence we worked out a plan to trick them on the evening dinner.
I cut in and said “wow, you ladies cannot be messed with” “regret now” retorted Yvonne. “I’m up for the challenge” I said.
Tracy continued,
Well the 3 of them now regrets judging it’s book by its cover. We set them up basically. In the morning, when you came into our preparation session, we saw you were doing your job and did not know who we were and trying to be nice to us. Just sincere. Then you were a complete gentleman when you offered to clear the table after breakfast.
Yvone was impressed by your actions. Then when we were upstairs, it was a test when we asked you to take our pictures, we did some overexposure, some down blouses, a bit of teasing.
We were testing you based on integrity and trust as a photographer. Way before we engaged your seniors we already noticed how you were working. So for this wedding shoot of Christine’s wedding you were requested by us actually.
We just wanted to make sure we are making the right decision. A further test was made to you was when Christine changed in front of you.
You passed. We have many niche clients, where moments like this happens and we want to know that the photographer can handle situations like these in the future. Our business does not only evolves the wedding, there are many more. Long term and loyal customers is our strength.
I’m just getting to know them more but I did not dare to ask the relationship between Christine and Yvonne just yet.
“Let’s eat and talk details later” Tracy said.
We got up to the sumptuous food variety on display, from the array of the cold dishes, to the hot food and the colourful arrangements of desserts.
While eating more details of what transpired during the wedding dinner reception. The tricks played on the 3 seniors for being cocky and trying too hard to get to the good side of Yvonne. Even giving out personal name cards to VIP’s guest for personal gains.
In short, all the unwritten rules & ethics in wedding photography they broke.
I took up the offer, being part of the company and also being partner in one of the new setup.
After my signature was inked on the white paper, they told me that they changed their plans to Bali but have now chartered a boat and invited me to be on it.
“Let’s go shopping after this” quipped Christine.
All 4 of us walking along Orchard road, the ladies were getting their specific outfits for the trip. Designer swimwear they were all choosing. It does not come cheap.
A pair of bikini is more than $300. For a few pieces of cloth sewn together. It was my first encounter stepping into the world of the wealthy.
Among them they picked 15 items of swim wear and beach wear. I can’t bear to see how obscene the figure is when paying.
”here is your card Miss Christine” the store manager returning her Black Centurion American Express card. Not many can achieve status of carrying this card. The total amount was more than my 1 months pay.
Off they went to another boutique to pick out some more apparels.
Yvonne chose a flower summer dress, she asked me does it look nice on her. I said “Put it on to try it” She disappeared into the changing room while the 3 of us waited for her to parade to us
Yvonne came out from the room with the summer dress, it has big arm holes on the side and I could see the sides of her breast……………
10.00 We were back on the boat, I was having my cameras ready and was shooting some landscape shot of the beautiful islands of Langkawi. It is a very spacious deck at the stern of the yacht. This design is built like a proa, the boats carved by the polynesian. I picked up my camera with the wide angle lens to get some pictures. Clicking away and I heard someone coming out from the inside cabin to the outer deck.
It was Yvonne is the same summer dress I saw her trying in the boutique. Quickly I got a few pictures of her in her natural poses, I guess this is due to my work nature.
She smell nice walking past me and I asked where’s the rest. “They’ll be out soon for breakfast”
All of the bridesmaid are on board, I’ve learned they are best of friends over the years that overcame many obstacles and issues. They have learned nothing of small matter will bother them nor they will bitch about each other.
They have regular group outings for holidays to release steam. I slowly get to know them better one by one.
Christine : Wealthy entrepreneur, early 30’s 5’8” C cup
Yvonne: prominent socialite, Top wedding planner 5’9” B+ cup
Tracy: Tall slender, your typical girl next door. Personal Assistant to Yvonne
Michelle: late 30’s, B+ cup. Very lady like. Corporate Executive
Zucca: early 30’s, ex stewardess turned fashion model, figure to die for
Joue : early 40’s ex-stewardess, tall, endless pair of legs sultry. always
short shirt or dress to flaunt the pair of legs.
Ching Ching: late 20’s, mistress to a prominent businessman. D cup,
perfect body. Head turner.
Jane: Party girl, by day in the legal profession, by night a vixen that let’s
her hair down.
Janet: Married, 5 month pregnant currently.
Breakfast was served inside the dining area. Basically can order anything we want as the cook and the crew are there to serve.
All the beauties started coming down from the grand staircase, dressed in their summer dresses some with bikini under and some just bare underneath.
“I’ve heard someone had their fun this morning” Michelle said smiling coyly.
I tried to look innocent but blushed a little. Zucca came next to me had her elbows on my shoulder, turned her head and blew into my ear before saying “Was it fun?”
Joue in her shortest of dress, showing her endless pair of legs came to my rescue. “Don’t tease him, we have got 9 days of more fun”
Yvonne came up to me, had her hands putting through my elbows like how a couple would sometimes walk together. She made an announcement that today will be taking it easy, will be going into Kuah town to get some items and will have lunch in Barn Thai Restaurant.
A lunch booking is made for our group as a private function.
She added with “Joe, don’t worry about us, what goes on in the trip. Stays on the trip”
No wonder the ladies are all so close knit, they have this kind of arrangements to play hard but no juicy details leaked later.
A sumptuous breakfast was served. All ate and just decided to have a lazy morning working on their initial tans.
I just continue to capture the islands and the sea, with the absolute blue background of the sky with a hint of clouds.
Each time I check my picture, one or two of them will come over to have a look and be fascinated by the photo it produces to a beautiful scenery.
At times my their soft breast will depress into my elbow as they get closer to look at the screen.
I just wondered to myself what would happen later tonight. As I was deep in my thoughts, Ching Ching & Jane called out.
Both clad in their bikinis, I saw some similarities in their swimwear, I’m thinking this group like to splurge in their shopping.
Both of them wanted their pictures taken, the typical poses were done and I thought these pictures will not make them look any special. I suggested to both of them to role play a little.
I quickly position a few flashlights to make a creative lighting quality on the pictures. I told them to role play as though both of them are a couple and sneaked out to the islands for their romance. Only with this encouragement they both role play, touching each other, kissing, hugging.
Towards the last series of the set, both was already in sweat, Jane opened a bottle of water poured it slowly on the breast of Ching Ching, I could see now her nipples were poking out from her bikini top. As the water beads trails down her front, running the slopes of her D cup breast trailing down to her navel area and soaking into her bikini top.
I was doing some artistic shots where I positioned myself at the bottom of her legs, Ching Ching spread open her legs, revealing her wet bikini bottom and the water beads on her stomach.
Jane took cue and poured more water, this time she used her fingers and trail slowly with the running water along Ching Ching’s breast to the top of the bikini bottom.
Reaching her bikini bottom, she use her index finger circled the front of her. Ching Ching was aroused, blood was rushing between my legs. My face down position for a low angle shot made it more difficult as my erection became harder.
Jane pulled the bikini higher, making a indentation and slowly the shape of Ching Ching’s vagina was visible from the bikini. Indeed an erotic scene with the rest of the ladies watching intensely.
I wanted to touch her so badly, seeing her in this position.
Heavy breathing,
Eyes closed,
teeth clenched
head leaned backwards,
Chest extended with the rise and fall of her D cups on her chest.
Before she is going to let out a moan, Christine shouted “Alright, that’s a wrap” Everything stopped except my fingers was on my shutter release button and the sounds of the mirror in my SLR going up and down.
Ching Ching opened her eyes, with her legs still spread and my eyes met hers. She gave me a wink, opened her legs more stretching it more where one of her vagina lips was visible. She was neatly shaved.
Again my hard on could not be anymore stiffer as I needed to shift to the side to relief the pains.
“Tender boat is ready, ma’am” spoke one of the crews. Talk about timing to spoil the whole mood.
Ching Ching just smiled, “shall we continue after lunch?”. “Gladly” came my reply. But I’m still having my erection. All the ladies went to change, with me walking awkwardly to my room.
On closing my room door, a pair of hands was on my eyes. I could not tell who it was. A cloth was tied around my eyes as a blindfold. All I heard was a “shhhh & enjoy” in a husky voice.
I stood there patiently I felt 2 pairs of hands loosening my shorts, dropping to my ankle, my hard shaft just sprung up throbbing at the tip. I felt a tongue tip touching the head with my pre-cum trickling down. The tip of the tongue circled around the head of my penis. My legs were becoming weak like jelly. Another hand was on my balls using the nails tickling the sac.
Right then I moved my hands wanting to feel the breast of who is licking me but was pushed to the sides. Being so hard erected and not allowed to touch is a form of torture. Right at that moment my hard shaft felt a warm sensation. It was comfortable hot, it felt like there was water in her mouth.
The sensation makes me very high and lost in describing the feeling. With the eyes blindfolded, the other 4 senses becomes more sensitive.
I’m about to burst and shoot……………………..
……………………………..… trying to hold back without spoiling my sensation is was very hard, same as my rod. It was like all the blood rushed to the tip of the penis head and muscles expanding and throbbing sensation. Just as I’m going to explode, the warm feeling was gone!
My penis throbbing in sync with my heartbeat up and down. All quiet suddenly, as my heartbeat slowed down together with my stiff muscles on the penis, a flick of the tongue started on the tip and in circling motion like licking a soft sundae cone. A pair of hands from behind started to trail from my buttocks moving forward slowly.
Opening up my inner thighs and massaging my sac from behind. Licking and wet sensation from the front, hands sensually massaging my testicles.
My legs are becoming like jelly, I can’t hold it much longer and gave a loud moan to warn that I’m going to shoot any moment. “Arrrghhh, Arrghhhh”
My rod was covered in a warm lips with the tongue swirling around it, the massage increased the pressure, I came shooting powerful shots into the mouth and with the other pair of hand massaging from behind, the feeling was nothing i experienced before. I thrusted forward still my penis was pumping semen into the mouth. I could feel the mouth swallowing and sucking like a baby hungry for milk……………
I had to hold on to something as I have no energy to stand up, with the release of the hands on my testicles and the sucking motion on my penis head gone. I heard the door slam! I just sat on the ground and opened up my blindfold.
I’m thinking who could the 2 be? Trying to recover my energy after a powerful ejaculation, ‘knock, knock’ on my cabin door. “We’re all ready to get going” a faint voice on the other side of the door. Qucikly I pulled up my board shorts, grabbed my sunglasses about to head for the door and I stepped on a diamond crusted channel logo earring……………………
6.30pm
……………………….As i picked up the earring that fell to the carpet of the hotel room, I pass it back to Christine. She dropped it while trying to put it on and speaking on her iPhone at the same time.
I’m assigned just to follow and cover Christine for the entire evening during the wedding dinner reception. The 3 seniors are to cover the rest of the event.
Christine is still in her white camisole, matched with a satin laced panties, she’s pacing every where in the presidential suite of the hotel. As she is pacing around I’m snapping her candid moments with my 24-70mm.
Some moment she will look into the camera lens at times she would act as though I’m not there. I had a good view of her pacing around with there breast bouncing as she walked.
Her phone has been ringing non-stop, one after another. She looked a bit stressed. She needs to be ready by 6.45. She is still not dressed yet although makeup and hair had been styled 30 mins ago.
I tried to take more moments shots in the suite, the usual placing her white wedding heels in the foreground with her being blurred in the background.
From this angle, I spotted her leaning in front of the mirror touching up her lipstick. The lights from the dressing room was shinning her from the side then this gave me a translucent look of her in her camisole. A semi peek-a-boo kind of shot. I just fired my D3s on continuous mode like a machine gun as this scene was just pure bliss.
Her legs clad in white stockings, ending with lace on the top, her buttocks arched back accentuated her round shape and her upper body thrust forward to the mirror, enhancing the semi-translucent view of her breast and nipples.
I previewed one of my shots, and enlarged on my camera lcd. Amazing detail of her nipple being erected due to the rubbing of her camisole when she was pacing around.
Quickly I took out my CF card and replace with a new one, Just incase one of my seniors wanted to review my shots while in the ballroom.
As she was going to put on her gown, Yvonne came into the room. Smiled at me then rushed to Christine to help her put on the gown.
Some whispers and both of them burst out laughing loudly. Their joke was not shared with me.
6.50pm
Christine is all ready to get going with the help of Yvonne. I followed along getting the moment shots of the both of them. As they walked the corridor to the lift, I followed along behind getting some low angle shots. As I walk following them my hands are close to the ground and my fingers on the shutter release button.
Clicking away I failed to realise that Yvonne was wearing a short A line dress. Reaching the lifts, she turned around and said to me “taking some up skirt shots of me”
I blushed and immediately checked my camera if there was any. Both of them just laughed “you are so innocent”
With that the lift doors open and we stepped in together. I helped with the long train of the gown.
With the classical music in the lift in the background, liked it was planned, before the lift doors opened, Mozart’s concerto was playing and the doors opened. What a grand entrance stepping out of the lift.
Tracy and 2 flower girls was waiting at the lift , escorted Christine to the waiting room next to the grand ballroom. I walked past the entrance to the ballroom, guests were filling up the seats and many beautiful ushers were seen dressed in black body hugging cocktail dress with legs clad in black pantyhose paired with heels. All ushers were head turners.
A tap on my shoulder, I turn around. It was Evonne. A talent I sometimes use for my portrait/model shoots. “hey, you working here tonight”
“Yes, I’m covering the bride tonight” I replied.
“No wonder, there were no photographers around, you were upstairs” she replied. Curious I thought my seniors were covering the ballroom.
“Anyways I chat with ou later” both of us went along our task.
Thinking what happen to my 3 seniors, I just walked to the waiting room, knocked and open the door………………………..
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I have been doing it but not enough to post yet.
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Thanks for following this story.
Just came back from a trip, a long awaited break. It was great no communication, no internet. I started writing but was distracted with other activities. Back to reality and took me one day to recover from the muscle aches.
here is the next instalment and the story will continue periodically.
……………………I open the door to my cabin and went down the grand staircase out to the stern of the yacht. All the ladies were waiting for me. As I step onto the tender boat, found my seat and start to look for tell tale sign of who the 2 ladies were giving me such an experience.
I seat myself at the back trying to spot who has a missing Channel diamond crusted earring.
The journey from where m/v Asean Lady is anchored to Kuah jetty is about 20 minutes. The sea wind blowing to the ladies, some have their pareo wraps dancing with the wind.
With the wind blowing into their hair, I was trying very hard to spot any of the ladies having only 1 earring.
Unfortunately, there is none that has a missing earring or not wearing one at all.
I was just enjoying the island that pass by as the tender boat glides along the water when Yvonne came up and sat next to me. Her arms locked into my elbow. She just rested her head on my shoulder. I was just enjoying the moment with the sea wind blowing and gentle breezes passing through our necks.
The others were enjoying the scenic islands that the boat speeds past.
The occasional shriek and screams when the water splashes on to them.
The best seat on the boat is always the stern on a good condition sea.
About 20 minutes enjoying the company of Yvonne, we are arriving to Kuah Jetty.. It’s a busy jetty with many boat traffic and also the bigger passenger ferries.
We went around the main jetty terminal, passed the Langkawi Yacth club Restaurant. The boat berth at the yacht club.
I help tie the boat on the sides and extended my hand for the ladies to come out one at a time. This again was my chance to spot anyone with a missing side earring.
One after another, I held their hand assisting to exit the boat. I sensed somehow they knew I was looking out. They made no effort to hide the fact that I was looking for the owner of the missing jewellery.
Janet was the last one out, she was afraid of the boat rocking and stepping on to the pontoon. I pulled the boat closer, put one foot on the boat and opened my arms to receive her. She grabbed onto me and I lifted over to the pontoon. At the pontoon walkway, she gave me a peck on my cheeks and I spotted she had a earring pierce hold but no earrings. All the others made the fact to me that they are wearing a pair. Could it have been her?
With her full breast and a bulging tummy, first time that I ever had any encounter with a pregnant lady. I’m just guessing if it is her who gave me the most erotic blow job.
All walked up the pontoon walkway and on to the road. There were 2 Toyota Alpahrds waiting for the group. We broke into 2 groups and boarded the luxury MPV.
Janet decided to follow our group in the MPV. Is my hunch correct that now she is in the same vehicle as me. As the 2 MPV pull out of the carpark, it was a 15 mons journey to the restaurant.
Baan Thai, a Thai fusion restaurant that’s inside a mangrove. As the 2 Toyota’s arrive, there was the restaurant’s manager and her crew waiting for us outside.
I stepped out of the car, I saw a sign that was pasted “Private Function”
The whole restaurant was booked only for us to have lunch. As I exited the MPV, I held out my hands for each of the ladies, especially Janet. It’s stll at the back of my mind. Is it her?
All 10 of us strolled the raised walkway, enjoing the scene of the mangrove swamp before arriving at the entrance of the restaurant building.
Pictures were taken along the way, many poses were captured all revealing their well toned legs.
As we entered into the restaurant, nice air conditioned to cool us from the hot and humid air outside. Most of the ladies were perspiring. We were seated in a round table and greeted with a nice iced cold water with a touch of lemongrass. A refreshing quench to the thirst.
Yvonne seated on my left and Janet chose to sit on my right. She nudged me and asked me to accompany her to the ladies.
I stood up, offered my hand and walked together to the ladies. The ladies is located outside of the restaurant building, as we stepped out, I was thinking shall I ask was it her in the room just now.
I just waited for her outside. After she was done, she came out and held on to me locking arms and walking back to the table.
As i stepped back into the restaurant, the table of ladies just went silent. I knew that there was something that they did not want me to hear.
I pulled out the chair for Janet for her to be seated, all smiled at the table and I knew something is brewing.
Lunch started with Tomyam soup, served in individual bowls followed by pineapple fried rice. As the lunch progressed, I just asked what’s the plans for the rest of the day.
Tracy already booked ahead for a 3 hours private session at Taaras Spa.
I was being asked by Michelle and Joue, how was my morning. I did not really know how to answer the question correctly. I just briefly described on the jet-ski on the water but skipping the details part of the island.
Jane then teased “you take longer than us ladies to get ready, we waited for you on the boat for quite a while” I blushed a little and just smiled, “I’ll make it quick next time” Jane then replied “I like quickies” all burst out laughing.
I took my bravery, put my hands into my pockets and took out the single diamond chanel earring and ask “Who does this belong to?”
All took a look but no one owned up to it and a reply from Christine, “must be your girlfriend on this trip? who did you smuggled onto the yacht ?”
Hmmm, no one wants to claim ownership to it, I will find out sooner or later.
Lunch was great with sumptuous food and laughter with some jokes I did not really catch on. Only their group would understand.
Lunch was over ending with a nice Thai dessert. Tracy went to settle the bill…………………
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11.30pm
………………. a cheque was written for $110,000 for the dinner reception. As Tracy was following up on behalf of Christine’s wedding. I was just escorting Tracy to settle the bill and the amount of cash she is carrying from the angpow monies that the guest gave. The money had to be opened and counted but had to wait for Michelle, Jane & Janet to arrive and me as a witness appointed by Yvonne.
There was a room reserved next to the grand ballroom for the money counting process, Tracy and me went in first, then I asked her “what happen to my seniors?” She was reluctant to answer my question but I just persisted to seek an answer.
She just told me, “I’m not at liberty to say as I do not reveal secrets, best you can ask Yvonne yourself. All I can say is they are drunk even before the reception started”
My jaw nearly dropped “they are drunk? “ The seniors I knew were quite selfish but I’ve work with each of them individually, never once I saw them touch any alcohol during work, even offered by the host. Strange I thought.
No wondered I had text from my office asking if I’m ok to cover the dinner until 2 other seniors arrived to take over.
Well I will try to ask Yvonne at another time if I happen to bring up this topic. Although most of the guest have left the dinner reception, there were still close friends and relatives hanging around trying to get the groom drunk. Toasting session was still continuing with shouts and laughters.
Quickly I asked Tracy if it’s ok if I went next door just to get a few moment shots, “Make it a quick one” she said.
I dashed across, changed to my 14-24mm with my flash mounted, with my right hand motion of my thumb adjusting the aperture to f/2.8, I just took up my camera and pressed on the shutter release button. The camera just fired away with the flash synchronising with my shots. From a high angle I moved to a lower angle and having the camera in the middle where the glasses were being held together. Just various angles I take to create a story in the slideshow album.
More closeup shots was taken when they were downing the alcohol and some force to finish the remaining whiskey in their glasses. I nearly became victim when they shoved a glass to me. I politely declined that I may be fired if I were to drink while on the job.
Just after making that statement, I turned around to see Yvonne standing there with my boss. I was shocked to see my boss present after a wedding reception. He never turns up at any of the clients dinner reception. I was thinking it must something of importance that his presence is required here.
I minded my own business and went on to capture more moments before heading back to the next room for the counting to start.
All 4 ladies were seated and ready to do the count process. Tracy was to open the envelopes or red packets, Michelle was to count, Jane to verify the second count and Jane to write down the amount and from whom the packet is from.
I just stood to watch, I switched a new memory card into my camera and started to take some pictures of this process just incase Yvonne wanted it.
40 minutes later, It was all counted and tallied for the total amount. The amount I briefly saw written on the paper came up close to $200,000.
That was a hue anount of cash sitting on the table. 2 security escorts was waiting outside the door with the manager present. Tracy put the cash into a metal case and locked it. Tracy and Michelle together with the manager escorted by security went into a vault which I was told but not allowed to follow.
15 minutes to midnight, Christine still looked fresh but her husband is drunk to the max. Both ready to head up to the suite but needed assistance to help her husband to the room. I volunteered to help. Yvonne was done with my boss and he left having a worried look on his face.
Yvonne came over to help Christine and I assisted her husband. WE waited for the lift and went in. Upon reaching the designated floor, It was like a deadweight being held onto me. I was struggling to hold him upright.
The door to the suite opened, I went straight to the bedroom across the hallway and put him on the bed. Christine and Yvonne was still chatting outside, I was about to leave the room, Christine said “Thank you for being a gentleman. Yvonne I think we’ve made a right decision to bring him over” I replied “It’s ok, just helping” but I could not comprehend what the last statement was about.
With that Christine gave me a peck on my cheeks……………………….
………….. as the sweet lips leave my cheeks, we entered the spa area. I was assisting Jane along the pathway that was going uphill.
Jane thanked me for looking out for her. Tracy made the booking ahead and the whole spa is booked for ladies private session. There was also the condition where no male staff were to be aroud the vicinty during this period.
The ladies all in their pareo with bikini under. I was in my T-shirt, board shorts. This spa is situated on a hill overlooking the forest in the background. The common pool in in the centre. Off to the right is the ladies building and to the left is the mens.
Since there is no male staff in the vicinity, I was brief by a female therepist and she showed me around the male building. The changinfg area, the showers, sauna & steam rooms. The relaxing room was impressive, with big comfortable sofas.
I was given a bathrobe and a black disposable cloth underwear to change into. I just asked what about the ladies? She just smiles and left.
I took out my T-shirt, board shorts and my underwear, changed to the black cloth underwear. It was a little uncomfortable. Small piece of cloth just sewn in the centre to make the 2 leg holes. Imagine a miniskirt sewn in between the legs.
The length is not long either, it just barely enough to cover my penis and the top of my pubic hair is exposed.
With the bathrobe over my body, snuggly tighten the belt on my waist. I walked outside to the main area of the pool.
No one is out yet but I hear giggling and laughter in the ladies building. I went over to the cabana and took a towel, sat down on the sun deck chair. The disposable underwear is tight, pressing on my penis and making in semi hard. With the bathrobe covering, it’s starting to create a slight bulge. I was trying to think of other things to cool it down as I would be embarassing to have 9 ladies seeing me in this condition.
As I was just about to lie down, the ladies all started coming out of the ladies building. All clad in a white tube top and white disposable panties. Visually stunning, I swear if I was a total stranger, the floor I’m standing on will be wet by my saliva dripping onto the ground.
Christine just quipped “Why are you in the bathrobe? are u naked underneath?”
Slowly I was undressing the top of my bathrobe, all eyes was on me then I release the belt that held up the robe and it fell to the ground.
“Boo” was all I heard, until someone from the group said “look at Joe, he’s excited” I forgot I had the semi-hard on and now with the ladies all standing in front it grew more.
Quickly I turned to the cabana and grab towels. Having a lot of fluffy towels manage to hide my hard on and walking over to pass them each a fresh towel.
I just picture what it would be like to see after they come out from the water with their white top and bottom.
We all got into the water, it was the tranquility of the environment that make the mind relax. All found their own spots and just let the water move our body. Some were just floating. I had to keep myself submerged as my hard on is not getting any smaller. To my left was Yvonne and to my right was Jane. Ching Ching was next to Jane. Her breast were floating above the water. I could see the darker shadows and the nipple erected under the white tube top.
I just laid my head back, rested on the towel and closed my eyes. Listening to the insect calls, a spa within a jungle. Indeed something very unique and relaxing. Soon I drifted day dreaming with my eyes closed.
Suddenly I felt a hand moving up my thigh, moving slowly on my left thigh, all five finger lightly caressing, moving up and down a few times. As I was to open my eyes, a towel was placed on my head preventing me to see who it is.
The hand was moving up closer to my cloth underwear, next followed by another hand on my right thigh. it was like an exact photocopy of the movements just now.
The hand on the left now touching on my bulge, it was now painful for me as the underwear is tight and now with blood all rushed to my penis. It’s was straining to break the thread but not able to. Still in my underwear, the hand just went to hold my shaft and when reached the tip of my penis, it held like a gear knob. Ever so gently holding it like a small golf ball, circulating around it. Next another hand went to lift my underwear and pulled it down only to my thighs. it was very restraining position to be in.
My hands started to wander in the water to the left, I felt the legs. Slowly i followed the contour of the leg, starting from the foot, moving up to the calf then caressing the thigh until my fingers reaching the inner thigh. A distinct border after crossing I will hit the most prized area of the body.
I just used my fingers to massage it on the outside, there was no resistance. This gives me a green light to explore further. I trailed my fingers to the side of the panties and using my index and middle finger, I hooked the cloth and moved it to one side. While pushing the cloth to the side, the back of my finger brushed against the lips of the vagina. A muscus like liquid was felt. Thinking to myself, she is aroused.
While my fingers now rubbing the outer lips with the ease of lubricating juice from the hole, my shaft is being held by 2 different hands. Taking turns stimulating the head of the penis, I can feel my pre-come oozing out. The sensation of two hand taking turn to massage, squeeze and jerking is making me tensed up both my thighs.
My fingers still running along the slit going upwards looking for the clitoris. A small bead like feeling felt on my middle finger, I found the stimulation spot for her. I began to move my fingers in a circular motion. Both her legs closed up, trapping my hands not able to move freely. Only my fingers we doing all the stimulating. my hand was gripped like a vice, I could not move my wrist. I speed up my fingers giving it more pressure.
A head suddenly rested on my shoulder, the mouth directly at the entrance of my ear. I could feel the breathing getting faster and deeper. I tried to look for the hole and enter with my fingers. My middle finger found the entrance to the hole, it was well lubricated. I pushed it in, sliding my finger in, stopped inside wriggled my finger before coming out. While my finger is busy inside a warm lubricated hole, the grip on my shaft increased, one hand jerking the middle to the base of my penis, the other squeezing the head. The squeezing pressure released and the palm of the hand was on my opening. The hands of these two ladies worked so time cordinated. the other hand just squeezed at the mid of my shaft holding it in position for the other to rub the tip of my penis with her open palm. Using just enough pressure pressing the tip and moving the palm is the most sensitive any man can feel.
There is no way I can hold back my come, I tensed up, arched my back my finger went in deeper and stayed there while I keep wriggling inside, I felt a powerful muscle grip on my finger inside the vagina, a soft “ahhhh’ was whispered in my ear followed by the pulsating muscles gripping my fingers. I shot at the moment when the ‘ahhh’ reached my ears. I was shooting in streams as I could feel the sperm travelling from my testicle to the shaft then shooting out into the water. I had a few long squirts followed by shorther and shorter squirts.
I felt my sperm emptying in my testicles, just slumped back as though I suffered a stroke. I could not feel my legs and trying to catch my breath with my heart beating fast like after running on the treadmill.
I heard the ladies giggles and hearing them getting out of the water. both hands released holding my shaft., my fingers slipped out of the hole, still coated with her wetness on my fingers.
I took away the towel that covered my eyes to notice all th ladies have exited the pool except Joue and Zucca on the far side of the pool.
Zucca sitting on top of Joue facing her and grinding her hips. the movements was fast, I think both of them are on the verge of climaxing.
A sudden stop of grinding then seeing the two shudder must be a intense climax. Zucca stood up extending her hand to help Joue to stand.
Both stood facing me, their tube top and panties are wet making the nipples visible with two dark spots on the chest. and seeing them at the bottom, black patches of their pubic hair is seen.
Both did not cover up seeing me, they cited the water and head towards the ladies building.
With all the ladies gone, I was sitting alone in the pool with my half erected penis still exposed in the water. As I was going to get up, a pretty therapist came over to my direction.
“Joe, when you are ready, I’ll escort you to the massage room” I replied “ I did not request for any”
“It’s the package that Tracy booked for all, it’s a 2 hour session in our private rooms”
I stood up forgetting that my penis is still exposed, only to realise after the therapist shyly pointed to me that my underwear is not pulled up.
I grabbed a towel to wrap around my waist and remove the wet cloth.
“This way, follow me” …………………….