"Is that how it works?" I queried.
"Sure. As long as we split the bills then we're just two friends on holiday," he ventured authoritatively.
"friends with benefits" I corrected him.
"So... we split everything?" I smirked as the waitress giggled at him openly ogling her.
"Of course," he laughed, "I'm not selfish.
Come on, we have an appointment for some intense relaxation".
"Hi there!" a bubbly young brunette beamed from behind the haze of incense and candle smoke ubiquitous with massage parlours.
"Oh hello" Brad replied flirtatiously.
"We had an appointment for six?" I offered helpfully, earning a look from Brad reminding me about our promise not to cockblock each other.
"Ah yes, the couples massage" she replied without even glancing at her book, "you two are our only appointment for the night".
"Oh we're not like a coupley couple" I blurted quickly, trying to undo the damage to Brad's chances.
"Just friendly friends" Brad laughed.
"Well we're very pleased to have you" she said through her adorable little smile.
"Kacy?" an older redhead stepped in from behind a lattice partition.
"Yes" I turned, "and this is Brad" I waved vaguely.
"I'm Barbara, come this way" she offered, openly looking Brad's broad body up and down.
Barbara lead the way, her slim fitting dress pronouncing her curvy body. At a doorway she turned, the double breasted buttons that fit so perfectly around her waist were pulled taut across her chest.
"You can put your clothes on the chair in the corner then lay down with the sheet over you. Brittany and I will be back once you're comfortable" Barbara said sweetly. "Would you two friendly friends prefer to get undressed separately?" Brittany asked.
"No it's fine" I assured her "we're very friendly friends". Barbara's professional smile became an evil grin.
"Behave yourself" I whispered to Brad as I lifted my white singlet off my bare chest. "Oh you can talk" he giggled as he slid his shorts down to his ankles revealing the monster hiding below "you've got such a weakness for redheads".
I slid under the soft satin sheet, it felt so luxurious against my bare skin, before I put my face in the headrest I sneaked one last glance across the room, Brad had to tuck his big dick down between his legs as he swung onto the table.
"It can be so annoying sometimes" he winked.
After half an hour of Barbara gently kneading my back and legs she stepped back.
"Now Kacy, I'm going to hold the sheet up as a screen, just roll over onto your back and put your hands by your sides" Barbara murmured soothingly.
I rolled over and felt the soft satin gently settle against my body as she lowered it, I shivered slightly and looked down to see my nipples sharply visible through the thin material. I just blushed as Barbara placed a soft blindfold over my eyes.
"You can roll over too Brad" Brittany cooed quietly as I heard the rustle of his sheet being lifted up.
Under the gap of my blindfold I saw her politely look away as she lowered the sheet back onto Brad's body.
"Oh!" Brittany squeaked in surprise as the sheet settled. Wide eyed she turned to Barbara in shock at the shape of Brad's enormous cock now draped across his hip beneath the soft satin sheet.
"Sorry" Brad grunted, hurriedly tucking it down between his legs again where it was no less conspicuous.
"You have nothing to apologise for" Barbara said calmly, her firm grip on my shoulders trembling slightly. I think my knowing smirk gave me away because Barbara broke the awkward silence with a question.
"Have you been enjoying yourselves on the island so far?"
"Of course," I murmured wryly, "we had a great time at the beach last night". Wondering if the look on my face gave away the debauchery of the night before.
Once Brad's eye mask was secured I could just see Brittany walk down past his feet, her mouth in a wide gaping smile as she looked pointedly at Barbara before sliding the sheet off one of his legs and drowning it in massage oil.
Barbara's hands slipped firmly up and down my thigh, revealing slightly more of my bare skin to the cool air each time. Her soft hands were like magic, it felt so intimate and I wondered if it was inappropriate for me to be getting hornier by the minute.
Her fingers glided over my lavender scented skin and I moaned involuntarily, I felt goosebumps race over my body and without thinking, I opened my legs.
Barbara continued her gentle exploration higher up my thigh, I couldn't see where her hands were but with every upward stroke I anticipated the soft jab of her nails on my blushing pussy.
"Oh I'm so sorry sir" Brittany blurted, "I didn't think it was... I've never seen-"
"It's ok Brittany" Brad assured her, "it's always getting me into trouble".
"I didn't mean to touch you" Brittany gasped frantically.
"It's fine, really" I could hear the smile in Brad's voice as he continued, "you can put it wherever you like. I mean, move it out of your way" he emphasised the double entendres.
I peeked through the gap in my blindfold and saw the poor girl staring down at her dilemma, she glanced up quizzically to Barbara.
"Whatever you're most comfortable with Brad" Barbera said soothingly.
Brad, lying there with one leg exposed under the rolled back sheet, reached up and lifted the whole sheet to expose himself and moved the thick monster to one side. His cock fell across his hip with a meaty slap.
"Thanks" Brittany murmured in a distracted tone as she resumed gently stroking up and down his thigh.
Barbara left my leg exposed and switched sides, she rolled the sheet back off my calf and began massaging in the sweet smelling oil. Gradually she worked her way up my body, she pushed the sheet back exposing my thigh, then my hip, leaving only the rolled up sheet between my legs keeping me modest.
"Ahhhmmmm" I gasped quietly as she tickled her fingertips up both my thighs, slowly her gentle touch moved from my knees to the ridge of my hip bone, and back down.
"Oooohhhh" I whispered encouragingly as she repeated her motion along my inner thigh.
"That's not too far?" Barbara's voice came breathily from below, "we won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable". "With hands like that you can do anything you want to us" I purred as her fingertips reached my pelvis again.
"Brad?" Brittany asked hesitantly "Mmm?" He grunted lazily "Do you mind if we switch sides now?" "Of course not" he replied, but offered no assistance.
Brittany waited before cautiously reaching down, she glanced at Barbara who was facing away from her before lifting Brad's sheet, wrapping her fingers around his girthy shaft and lifting it across his body to his other hip. Her brightly blushing face was a torn between a trembling smile and total shock as she replaced the thin satin sheet.
I heard Barbara's footsteps softly padding around behind me followed by her hands on my shoulders. She worked in small circles across my collarbone and down under the sheet. She moved to my arms and reached down as far as she could, leaning her breasts on my head as she did so. She drew her hands back up along my sides, brushing the sides of my boobs. I smiled encouragingly.
Barbara leaned forward again reaching far under the sheet, this time her warm hands moved straight over my hard nipples, I gasped in surprise. Barbara continued teasing me with her gentle exploration and my body gave me no choice but to go with it. My nipples hardened against the soft satin sheet, my skin burned, and my pussy prickled as the heat radiating from it met the cool air.
"We take customer satisfaction very seriously here Brad" Barbara said, drawing my attention.
"I can appreciate that" he said, I could hear the smile on his voice.
Climbing onto the table Brittany straddled Brads hips with her spindly little legs, pulling up the hem of her thin gown she exposed her little hairless pussy.
"Mmm that's cute", I smirked at her, "if that poor little kitty gets too sore I promise I'll kiss it better".
"I might need that" she said apprehensively as she lifted Brad's heavy cock up against her smooth skin, visually sizing him up.
He was thicker than her wrist, her small fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around him, and his long shaft towered against her belly. Shakily her nervous grip stroked up and down his enormous dick while she just stared down at the monster between her fingers, the tip easily covered her belly button as she gyrated against him.
Gradually, while grinding her soft pussy lips against the rigid shaft, she lifted herself up on her knees, I could see Brad roll his head back in pleasure as the young girl guided his body towards her glisteningly smooth cunt.
"Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuckk" Brittany quavered as she lowered herself onto Brad, the poor girls face contorted as he opened her tiny body. Gingerly she gyrated her hips, her eyes clamped shut, and her eyebrows shot high in concern, her red lips pursed in a perfect 'O'.
Brad reached up and fumbled with the buttons on Brittany's gown until, distractedly, she deftly popped them open and threw it off over her head revealing a blazing red satin bra to match the long forgotten thong thrown somewhere on the floor.
Barbara's deft exploration of my body hesitated with her hands buried in the tangled sheet between my legs as we both became transfixed by the nubile young eighteen year old riding Brad's dauntingly large cock.
Bravely Brittany increased her rhythm and I could hear her soaking wet pussy being stretched over Brad's bulging curves. The sharp contrast of his wide head barely disappearing behind her smooth pussy lips with a 'plop' and an accompanying gasp from her scrunched face again and again. She reached down between her legs and grabbed a hold of the exposed length of penis, her eyes shot open and she glared disbelievingly down.
"What the fuck!" She gasped in exasperation, "it's like there's two of them!".
"Then I think you need some help" I cooed helpfully, "think you could lend a hand Barbara?"
"It would be my pleasure".
Barbara slinked around the end of my table to where the gyrating teenager was making Brad's face contort in pleasure. She gently ran her fingernails over his oily skin, Brad's eyes crept upwards as Barbara drew her hands up his chest, across his neck, and then up to the row of golden buttons on her dress.
I had been waiting nearly an hour to see her body, they must be fake, I thought. One by one the little gold buttons popped open revealing her broad cleavage.
The smooth curve of her breast popped into view as she systematically worked her way down the full length double-breasted gown. Brad was transfixed, he barely seemed to notice the young girl convulsing on his dick and whimpering obscenities, his wide eyes didn't even blink as Barbara kept both of us wrapt with anticipation.
Four buttons remained, her dress was now far apart enough to notice she wasn't wearing a bra.
Three buttons left, her flat stomach was now visible in the shadowy abyss below those impossibly perky tits.
Two buttons.
One.
And with a smooth flick of her wrist she opened the last button of her gown. Below Brad's line of sight I could see her smooth pussy lips were already blushing pink. Barbara's gown swung open but her nipples remained tantalisingly obscured as it hung loosely over her curves. Her breasts hadn't even dropped a millimetre.
Tenderly she resumed stroking Brad's smooth chest, her disproportionate breasts squished and rubbed together as she reached down his body.
Brad's tongue was literally wagging as he watched Barbara's curvy body just out of reach. Brittany's incomprehensible muttering was gaining volume and Barbara stretched her arm down to where the teenager was impaled on the broad body of Brad beneath her. Barbara's hand wrapped around the remaining half of his thick cock and her gown fell forward to expose her chest to his eager eyes.
Hidden from my view Brad was clearly enjoying Barbara's body, and her smile as she softly stroked him said she was enjoying herself too. I was loving the view and my fingers were now splashing through my soaking wet cunt but I couldn't help feeling a little left out as Brittany's whole body started to shake.
The skinny girl folded in half in an involuntary convulsion, her eyes clamped shut, she bit her lip firmly as she lost control. Brad's muffled moans emanated from Barbara's gown as the young pussy clamped his thick cock and her twitching body slid up and down erratically until eventually her breathing slowed, her face relaxed, and she lifted herself off Brad's rigid shaft with a wet noise.
"That's a lot of cum" Brittany panted, looking down at the slippery mess on Brad's cock.
"That's all you" Brad replied smugly "What?" Brittany gawped, "you didn't cum?" Barbara and I just laughed at the poor young girl.
"You see what I have to put up with?" I groaned in mock annoyance.
"It must be hard for you" Barbara empathised.
"Perpetually, hard" I conceded.
"Well let's see what we can do about this" Barbara said, pointedly watching as her hand continued to gently slide up and down Brad's cock. Her grasp slid through the creamy ring of Brittany's cum all the way to the broad tip and then down until she gently caressed his balls. He moaned appreciatively as she repeated her motion again and again. Then, somehow, without releasing her grip she jumped up onto the table, her knees quietly landing on the cushions either side of Brad's head.
I watched transfixed as she leaned forward and immediately took half his length down her throat. I was mesmerised by the disappearing act I was witnessing when Brittany hobbled over to my table.
"Oh you poor little sweetie" I patronised, "did the big meanie hurt you?".
Brittany nodded silently.
"It's ok," I said as I stood up and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a tender kiss on the lips, "bring that little body over hear and I'll kiss it all better".
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