“It smells amazingly fresh,” Susan said.
“We are blessed by a constant flow of air from the sea,” Raimana said. “Add that to the profusion of flowers and it’s as close to heaven on earth as you could get.”
They walked in silence, hearing the sounds of the jungle around them, the smell and humidity tangible. After approximately 15 minutes they stepped out of the jungle to see a bamboo walkway suspended above the turquoise water of the lagoon leading out more than 100′ to a large platform containing 5 distinctive units. Another 100m past the platform they could the see white water of the ocean crashing on the atoll’s reef that protected the lagoon on which the platform was built. To one side of the bamboo walkway was a thatch-roofed, open structure containing an open-air kitchen.
“Please wear these bracelets for the duration of your stay,” Raimana said, receiving them from the security guard at the entrance to the bamboo walkway and fastening them around each of their wrists, using a tool to clamp them on so that they could not inadvertently fall off. “There is a microchip built into them that will identify you as belonging to this group. Without it, nobody may enter. Each group is on a different frequency so that there is no inadvertent confusion. You are, of course, allowed any guests that you see fit to invite, providing that you accompany them at all times.”
“That sounds easy enough,” Zach said.
“Please follow me and I’ll show you to your unit and introduce you to some of the staff and the other guests of this group,” Raimana said, stepping onto the raised bamboo walkway and heading out over the water.
“Oh, my!” Susan said, stopping, her eyes wide when they walked onto the large platform and then into the middle where there was a large diameter hole of at least 20′ with 4 ladders leading down to the water below. A large bamboo storage box stood on one side, blocking the view from the entry walkway.
“Oh, Zach, you did good,” Krista said, a big smile on her face.
There were five identical open villas facing the center, each with a king-sized bed, all out in the open, though shaded with tall thatched covers. On the bed in front of the unit to their immediate left was a barrel-chested man with thin spindly legs in his late 40s. He had thinning blonde hair and watery blue eyes and a big, thick cock which a thin, elfin woman in her mid-20s with black hair and eyes was sucking.
“Some new guests,” they heard the man say in a thick Russian accent.
“They look nice,” the woman said, straddling the man and facing them as she reached down beneath herself to guide the man’s big thick cock to her pussy, sinking down on it and reaching up to pinch and pull on the large dark nipples on her small breasts.
On the bed in front of the next unit on the left was an older couple in their early 50s. The man was on the heavy side with a big beer belly and thinning reddish hair and blue eyes. He was massaging his 5″ cock in his hand while watching a woman with short red hair and blue eyes with sagging B-cup breasts tipped with large pale nipples. She was sitting on top of a large, mahogany-skinned man, her pussy hanging down around the shaft of his cock as it plunged up and down, in and out of her pussy, her inner lips hanging down even further and caressing the shaft of his cock as he fucked her, while a huge, prominent clit slid along the shaft. Another mahogany-skinned young man stood in front of her, holding her head and face fucking her.
“This is your unit,” Raimana said when they got to the third unit, the middle one which faced the bamboo walkway. “It is the one that most directly faces west, so you will have a perfect view of the sunset over the lagoon.”
“Oh, my!” Susan said, looking at the bed in front of the 4th unit where two men were in a 69 sucking each other’s cocks, while on the bed in front of the 5th unit were two women in a 69.
“They’re actually two couples, friends from France,” Raimana explained. “This is the open group. It’s quite normal. I hope that this is satisfactory.”
“This is perfect,” Krista said. “Are there any rules?”
“Other than simple respect, no,” Raimana replied. “Let me show you your unit and explain a few things. Your own personal kitchen was that structure next to the bamboo walkway entrance. If you simply push this button,” demonstrating by pressing a large blue button just inside the unit, “someone will be with you very quickly to satisfy any needs that you might have. Each staff member assigned to the open bunch is skilled in the massage arts. They are all trained in Tantric Massage and Kama Sutra and are here for your pleasure, if that should be of interest to you.”
“How may I serve you?” a beautiful, young, mahogany-skinned woman dressed similarly to Raimana asked, her full breasts topped by large, thick dark nipples.
“Mahana, this is Zach, Susan, and Krista,” Raimana introduced. “I give you principal charge of their pleasure. They will be here for two weeks. Mahana is Tahitian for sun and I think that you’ll realize that Mahana is the sun incarnate on this earth, for nothing but joy emanates from her at all times.”
“I shall enjoy the opportunity,” Mahana said, a radiant smile on her face as she looked at her three new charges. “Are you thirsty or hungry?” Mahana asked. “Or do you require a massage or even more intimate relief?”
“All of the above,” Krista replied with a laugh, “and in that order.”
“I must go now,” Raimana said. “You are in very capable hands with Mahana, but always feel free to come see me for any reason. Mahana, please explain to them about swimming. Enjoy your lunch,” he said before turning and walking away.
“The menu is kept here,” Mahana explained, going over to the large coffee table that sat in front of a big rattan sofa and opening a drawer and extracting a hard-bound book. “It is mostly fresh local fruits and vegetables and things from the sea, though we do have vacuum-sealed fine meats, too.”
“How about a nice big grilled fish, enough for the three of us?” Krista suggested. “And some rice and vegetables and a big bowl of fruit?”
“That sounds perfect,” Susan said.
“Oh, look, they have a sauvignon blanc from New Zealand,” Krista said. “Most of the wines are French, though.”
“You do have a refrigerator so that you can keep some things,” Mahana explained, showing them how it was disguised by having a bamboo front so that it blended in with the overall decor. “If you’ll tell me what kind of cold beverages that you like, I’ll see to it that the refrigerator is stocked. Of course, you’re always welcome to just ring for service. That is what we are here for.”
“If there’s some writing paper and pen, I’ll make a list of the things we’d like to have in the refrigerator,” Krista said.
“You’ll find everything you need in that regard here,” Mahana said, walking over and putting her hand on top of an antique roll-top desk.
“Is there any phone service or internet?” Susan asked.
“Only at the reception,” Mahana replied. “There is limited WiFi there that is free to use.”
“That poor man,” Krista said, looking over at the older couple where the two mahogany-skinned men were walking away and the woman was scraping cum from her face into her mouth while the man knelt in front of her, eating her pussy.
“Why?” Zach asked.
“Did you see how small his cock was?” Krista asked.
“It’s not usually something that I look for,” Zach replied.
“Well, I do, and there wasn’t much there,” Krista said.
“It will take 15-20 minutes for me to arrange lunch,” Mahana said. “Shall I bring you some drinks in the meantime?”
“Yes, a bottle of that sauvignon blanc,” Krista replied. “And a bunch of Perrier water. We can put that in the refrigerator now.”
“Oh, before I go, please let me show you the swimming area. There are four ladders and they each go all the way down into the sand,” she explained as they stood around the large opening in the center of the platform. “It is made of PVC and will not hurt your feet. The water is never more than 4′-5′ deep here and it can go down to close to 3′ at low tide. The lagoon is shark-proof, so you don’t need to worry about anything in that regard. The bottom is mostly coral sand, though there are chunks of coral and rocks, so put your feet down slowly and carefully to avoid injuring yourself on anything. This big box contains masks, snorkels, fins, and paddle boards. Feel free to help yourselves. I’ll be right back with your wine,” Mahana said.