Fantasy Island Day 5 [Bi] [MF] [MM] [MMF] [Fdom] [Msub]

As I woke, there was relatively silence bar the tick-tock of a clock in the room. Friday. Really?

I was beginning to panic about having to leave the island and go back to real life. My job was stressing me out. I was lonely. I was sick of family expectations. Here, I could be myself and I found myself deeply bound to the woman next to me. She had my balls tied up in ropes and inserted a metal rod into my dick. Did it hurt? Just a pinch. I remember going for a pee on her in the shower and there was only a slight sting. When I woke up in the morning, I did before she roused and stood before the toilet. Morning wood meant aiming was a little difficult. Without any pain, I pissed into the bowl and smiled.

When I returned, there she was. Completely nude. Not entirely hair free. There was a bit of hair under the armpits and a slight scratchiness to her legs. I liked that. She was not some high octane sexual bitch. She parted her legs and there was a sticky mess of sweet grool. I was hungry. I got onto the bed and wrapped her thighs around my neck, just so I could breathe in the musk. I wriggled my tongue about her pussy and she shoved herself into my face. I could live down here forever. Pink delight, wet juice, and her clit was sweet between my lips. I gave her an orgasm before she pulled me closer and my cock slipped into her. Two minutes of very passionate fucking before I blew my load and wondered what I had done. Oops. Never mind!

It was a slightly different day in that we were being sent to town for a shopping trip. But said trip did not relate to the evening’s activities. We were told we needed to buy a tube of lipstick and a pair of women’s panties. Mistress was coming with us.

Any outing involved a short ferry ride to the mainland and forms of public transport. Today we had the use of a bus. I felt like we were a bunch of geriatrics finally being allowed to escape the asylum! But no, before I knew it, we had arrived in town. Mistress told the group to disperse and meet her back at the parking tower at three. I went to go stride off when she grabbed me.

*“Am I not going with the others, Miss?”*

*“Well, did you want to?”*

*“Well, if you are offering…”*

*“Usually when we do this trip, I will catch up with friends but none of them were available today. I usually do not tag along with the boys lest I intimidate them. I know I do.”*

*“But they don’t know you like I do. Where do you want to go?”*

*“Elsewhere.”*

I do not remember the rest of the day well because it was just like going into the city with a girlfriend. We had to go shopping. We had lunch. Indeed, I spent lunch with her hand feeling my cock through my shorts under the table! I returned to the rendezvous point with a raging hard-on. Nathan spotted me. I felt like I had barely seen him.

*“Where did you go off to?”*

*“I went and had lunch with Mistress.”*

*“Do you think she does that with all the top pets?”*

*“I am inclined to think so.”*

Blatant lie. Anyhow, we had a bunch of men well refreshed with bags of shopping. It turned out Nathan too, was not looking forward to going back to Brisbane.

*“Being here has made me realise I am not as straight as I thought I was, and that is okay. I have been getting to know Graham quite well. We often go back to our quarters and lock the door. He licks my asshole, fucks my ass. I love it. I think I might be more attached to him than I should be. He is also married.”*

*“Happily?”*

*“No, separated from his wife after he supposedly slept with her brother. Messy family situation. Turns out he is a Queenslander too. I don’t quite know what to do. We didn’t come here to fall in love did we?”*

*“No, but then it is a natural side effect…”*

*“Hmm, the mind ponders. How are you going to feel going to the UK if you are falling in love with someone who is not quite available? It is not just the fantasy you are falling for is it?”*

*“No. I swear I know her better than any other Pet that has gone into that bedroom. The things I could tell you…maybe on Monday morning when we are leaving. Gossip flies here.”*

I did not want to think about that. Before I knew, it was play time again. It was time to spend in the company of four gorgeous women who also happened to be close friends. Charlotte, Liza, Ellie and Suzy. All aged in their mid-thirties and resisting the movement of time. Four women in rather slutty lingerie. A flimsy black lace bra, a crotchless thong with stockings and heels.

We were in groups of three. I of course, was naturally paired with Mistress, along with Nathan and a guy called Cameron. I started to feel perhaps a little uncomfortable about sharing Mistress with the others but I had to hide that feeling. In closed off quarters, yet you could hear the other pairs. Free for all?

I cannot say I enjoyed it a great deal to start of with. Do not get me wrong, there was plenty sexy about it. We all had our hands on her, grabbing at her tits, running a finger between her slit. She was of course, wet. A lot of kissing all over the body and the fondling of each other’s cocks. None of us fancied a double penetration scenario. I knew for a fact she was not overly fond of it. I do not fancy myself as being manipulative but I somehow managed to get Cameron to slip his cock into her mouth. She was lost to the scene and happily slurped and sucked away at his dick. I didn’t care. I had the situation I wanted.

Today was the day I lost my anal virginity to a man. I trusted Nathan with that job, he was a lot more experienced than me. He waited until I had made my first dive into Mistress, who was that wet, the sheet underneath was soaked. Next thing I know, I felt a cock at the entrance of my ass. Wriggling slightly…next thing I know, my ass had swallowed him whole and I remember the distinct ping of balls hitting me in the thighs, much like mine were hitting Mistress’s. Nathan was whispering to me to make sure I was comfortable. I was. We used a hell of a lot of lube. The big difference was feeling the minute pulsations of blood in Nathan’s cock penetrate the thin lining of my asshole. Of course, he was wearing a condom but the sensitivity was enough for me to know it was not rubber fucking me, but flexible and rather yummy feeling flesh. Cold lube was replaced with a warm firmness and the tickle of hairy balls. Admittedly, it made it hard for me to concentrate on fucking Mistress and I wanted to blow.

I looked on with interest when Cameron went to ejaculate. I noticed Mistress was trying to make he did not do it in her mouth. But off he went as this squish of white sticky goo all over his mouth and face. She looked like she was enjoying it. That was enough for me and Nathan to let loose. I fucked her pussy hard a few more times and I did wonder where I was going to cum. I had a condom on so there was no mess to be made unless I pulled out and ejaculated all over her. Well fuck it, I pulled out and my throbbing cock only just let the condom escape before I shot jets of cum all over her stomach. She smiled at me as I heard Nathan grunt as he promptly shot his wad into my ass. Fucking hell.

I was hit with acute guilt. Us boys were told to go shower in our rooms. I did that and it felt very foreign as I had not showered in that room since Tuesday night. There was to be a respite and I felt bad.

Indeed, afterwards, I went outside into the gardens. I wanted to be alone. I had my journal with me. Communication with the outside world was blocked but we were allowed to keep written journals.

>“Right now, I am feeling a bit remorseful. I just had the most amazing foursome. I have no complaints about that. But it was that moment when people wanted to orgasm. The right thing for me to do would have been to cum in her. I dearly want to cum in her without a rubber but no can do at the moment. But what did I do? A porno move. I came on the outside. Given what Charlotte had told me about not wanting cum on her face after past abuses, to see it happening made me a little heartbroken. She took it well but I could almost tell how much she disliked it. Sex is a lot of acting and bullshit sometimes.

>I fly back to England in a week and a bit, because I am going to spend some time in Sydney before I leave. I am not looking forward to it. I have loved spending time with the guys and enjoying all sorts of sexual pleasure. I am going to miss that camaraderie. I sensed no jealousy bar a bit of it just then. But Charlotte…what to do, what to do.”

The cooler air was welcome when I heard a familiar footstep. There she was, wrapped up in a blanket.

*“Paul…”*

*“Charlotte?”*

*“I noticed afterwards you had disappeared. Are you okay, Pet?”*

*“I am just overwhelmed by all of this. I have to perform again don’t I?”*

*“Do you not want to?”*

*“Oh trust me, I do. Any chance to get my prostate milked again. I have never had an orgasm like it before. Nathan fucked my ass. That blew my mind. To find the rubber replaced by a cock. A hard one, something capable of fluidity and movement and physical reaction.”*

*“Oh good. Well, are you ready? Minor plot twist but…”*

She whispered the final part of the night’s equation. *“Oh…I know a good candidate for that task. Hopefully he will say yes.”*

A hand job was not quite the right term for it.

Evening activities always took place before an audience who either watched or engaged in their own sexual activity. Sound the alarm! Well, there was no alarm, but it seemed to attract the audience when I saw the person I was going to subject some kind of sexual thing to. It sounded rather evil but it was not, and of course, it would rely on his compliance. It was remarkably easy to get people to do things here and I often wondered…when the men went back home, did they continue exploring or did they just notch it up as a once in a lifetime thing?

I found myself up on the podium again whilst Mistress put a black cock ring around the base of my dick. I was only semi hard and that was okay. It was then the call to arms was raised.

*“Okay so I know we had our little fun today with the girls. Must have made a nice change…now Pet Cameron, I know you were a cheeky shit and decided to cum in my mouth. Can I make you take the cum of Pet Paul here?”*

*“Yes, Miss.”*

Payback?

The audience didn’t have the full view. I admit, during the day I often shut myself in my quarters with a toy, trying to cum without touching my cock. I had not quite succeeded yet but I was getting close. Mistress had the chance of a rather pink vibrator that looked extremely familiar.

Remember how a dildo was made of my cock days earlier? Here it was. I was literally about to be fucked by my own dick. Bent over, with the slicks of lube slathered liberally over my asshole and the toy. Cameron was made to be on his knees in front of me. I know I chuckled then. In the toy went, slowly inching towards my prostate area. I knew when she had hit the sweet spot. My ass had relaxed to allow the full length of the vibrator which was sending pleasurable warmth through my groin. She did not touch my cock at all. In, and out, in and out…

*“I hope you can feel those P waves, Pet Paul…I am expecting a big load of cum from you.”*

Cameron was looking right at my cock. He was anticipating something. I need not have waited long to become fully erect as the pressure and intensity within my groin increased. I leaked a little precum which landed on his lips and he licked it off with his tongue.

It is really hard not to touch your cock during this. The body began to quiver. Every muscle in my pelvis began to contract violently. I let out a gasp and a white thick ribbon of cum was ejected out of me and all over Cameron’s pretty face.

*“Drink up, Cameron.”*

I didn’t stop. I kept going as my cocked wriggled about shooting out streams of the hot sticky mess all over him. My cock started to subside whilst the last loads of cum dribbled out. The dildo was removed. I stood there, completely out of breath as Cameron massaged my cum into his body. I made a right mess of him. He did not seem to mind.

I had come to the island having only played a little with butt plugs. Now I had given and received blow jobs with men, been sounded and had an orgasm without touching my cock. It was bedtime. Whilst the rest of house participated in some game of guess the cock…it involved the men standing in a line with flaccid dicks whilst the other guy was blinded folded and by fondling and sucking, tried to guess who was who. I rather liked that idea of a game. But I had another agenda at stake.

I didn’t want Mistress to be privy to my feelings of angst about leaving. I went to shower when she joined me.

*“Do you like my hairy pussy, Paul?”*

*“I do. When I kiss you down there, the perfume is most amazing.”*

*“Will you shave me?”*

*“Do you want me to?”*

*“Yes, Pet.”*

We had a shower. Enough to rinse the sins away and ensure the hair down south was soft and easier for shaving. Once we stepped out, I found the shaving foam, a razor, a bowl for some water and some wipes. We lay a towel down on the bed and her legs part for me. I took it while I could. Visually, she had this beautifully dark fuzz which was like the perfect wrapping for the pinkness underneath. I squirted the foam on here being careful not to let too much get onto her sensitive bits. Razor in hand, I started shaving. Very slowly, very carefully. She threw her head back as the breathing became heavier. Each stroke of the razor revealed more of the vulva that had been hidden. It was just as stunning hairless. I sponged water over here to wipe the foam away and use a wipe to remove any of that slipped down her slit. I slipped a finger in.

*“Shame to let that wetness go to waste.”*

*“Fuck me, Paul.”*

I did just that.

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