The Pacific Vacation Pt. 04

Chapter - 4

I ordered a large roasted chicken with a bottle of Scotch. The room service said that it was a dinner item and won't be available for breakfast. But they said they could send me the Scotch.

"Look, I have a terrible mood today. I don't care if the chicken is from the previous night. You must obviously have some leftover chicken from yesterday night. I saw some barbecuing going on when I returned to the resort last night," I said.

"Sir, the leftovers are usually taken by the staff home. But if you insist we will see if that chicken is still here. If yes, we will surely bring it to you," the woman said on the phone.

"Thank you," I replied.

There was a knock on the door. It was Noa. She brought my food. They did have the roasted chicken left. And there was a bottle of Glenlivet. I hadn't ordered Single Malt but they were conscious enough to send me a bottle of that.

"Oh... it's you. Hi..." I said as she brought the food inside.

"You could have asked one of the junior room service personnel to bring this. You are a senior right?" I asked.

"Yes sir. But I insisted on bringing the order myself. I heard that you were little upset," Noa replied.

"Oh no no. I was in a bad mood because of, you know. But I guess I will be fine after the food and a few drinks," I said while handing over a few dollars to her.

"Alright sir. I will leave you to it. Let me know if you need anything. You can call the room service and tell my name," she said.

"Well... there was one thing. But not for today. Does your resort provide any.... um.... escorts?" I asked.

"Sorry sir. We haven't yet started that service. The management is still debating regarding that. There are some legal hurdles. Also we fear the resort may become overbooked and unmanageable," she replied politely with a smile.

"Okay... that will be all then. Thank you," I said as I showed her the door.

I sat down to eat my gourmet brunch with whiskey. It was quite good. They had warmed it up for me and the whiskey with that was a great combination.

I slept for about 4 hours after that. When I woke up I took a shower and thought of taking a walk.

At the lobby of the resort I saw Noa again. She was just getting ready to leave as her shift was over.

"Hi again...," she said.

"Oh hi. Leaving for your staff quarters?" I asked.

"Actually no. I was going to the town. Have you visited the town yet?" she asked.

"Sadly no. I was mostly busy with the resort and adjoining activities," I replied.

"Oh you should visit the town. You should learn about Polynesian culture. It's really nice how the islands in this South Pacific developed such distinct cultures," she encouraged me to explore.

"Well... why don't you show me around then?" I asked.

"There is strict protocol regarding indulging with the guests, but since I am off my shift, may be I can make an exception," she said.

"I would much appreciate that. Let's go," I said.

She had her own bicycle. So I rented one from the resort itself and we rode to the township. While riding I asked her how come she has such a Greek Goddess look. She blushed so much her cheeks became very red. She smiled and said that her mother is of Greek ancestry.

"So you are only half Jewish," I said.

"That is correct sir. My mom and dad met on a vacation like this in Cyprus. And I am the love child," she said smiling. That was such a beautiful smile with that perfect set of teeth.

"You know, there is a famous author and activist by your name, Noa Tishby. Do you know her?" I asked.

"Of course I know her. She is also an actress. I am actually impressed that you know Noa Tishby," she said.

She then went on to talk about how she lost her dad to a terrorist ambush when he was on active duty and her mom had to raise her and her two siblings. Her mother was running a small boutique shop and a restaurant on the other side of the island and her sister was helping her. They procured souvenirs from all around Polynesia. And also served Middle Eastern and Greek cuisine. Noa's brother was still in Israel serving in the military taking his father's footsteps.

"So why are you at the resort and not helping your mom?" I asked.

"Oh I studied hotel management in my undergraduate level. My mom insisted that at least for a few years I should work in the hospitality sector. Besides the extra money helps with my sister's education. She is doing an online degree from a UK university," she said.

We reached the township and it felt really good. A well designed township built by the people of the island. It was bustling with tourists and she said that the shops there ran 24 hours a day. She told me that a porcelain teapot that she uses in her room was broken and she wanted a replacement. We checked out a couple of crockery stores but none of them had the design she had. But I had liked a teapot in the first shop we visited. After coming out of the third store I asked her if she is willing to change her mind and take a different design. She agreed reluctantly and said that she would like the design I chose. So we went back to the first store and bought that.

There was some music going on a block away. It was one of my favorite songs. I said, "Hey, let's check it out." I took her hand and ran towards the place where the music was playing. She held my hand and ran with me. There were a bunch of Spanish artists performing Flamenco and the people were cheering. We joined them to appreciate the dance. After the dance we walked back towards our bicycles. I took her hand again as we walked back. She didn't mind.

As we reached our bicycles, she stopped and looked at me.

"Sir, I know that you like me. No one has called me a Greek Goddess before. It was too flattering," she said.

"And true as well," I said. She chuckled and blushed again.

"But as I said, I have been keeping myself busy with my job and helping my sister's education. I never really thought about a relationship. Also I might lose my job if I involve with any guest," she said showing apprehension in her eyes.

"Yes, I understand that. I wasn't imposing anything," I said.

"Also from the way you switched from one woman to the next in just one day shows that you are a person who goes after what you want. Also you ordering those tools for anal sex shows that you are someone who goes the extra mile to pleasure your woman," she continued.

"Isn't that a good thing?" I asked.

"Well.... yeah. I am quite turned on by both aspects of you. However, I have to politely decline your advances," she said.

"I wasn't advancing. You seem like a good person at heart and I enjoyed spending time with you. I had no nefarious intensions other than a conversation an possibly a tea or coffee," I said.

"Oh.... if you want tea, I could make it using my new teapot at my staff quarters and bring it to your room. Free of charge," she said.

"That would be kind of you. But coming back to the topic of relationships, are your commitments the only thing stopping you?" I asked.

"Mostly yes. But there is something else," she said.

"Which is......?" I asked curious.

"I am... err.... "saving myself" for marriage" she said in air quotes.

"Ohh.... please don't tell me you are a virgin," I said.

"What's wrong with being a virgin? I thought guys loved that!" she asked looking slightly angry.

"Well... that depends on the type of virgin you are," I replied.

"What do you mean?" she was the one curious now.

"There is absolute and relative virginity. If you haven't had sex but have masturbated, then you are a relative virgin. If you have had no sexual experience including masturbation, then you are an absolute virgin. So which one are you?" I explained.

She laughed for a few seconds at my "definitions".

"Do guys really see this kind of distinction? Okay.... I am an "absolute virgin"... happy now?" she said.

"Wow! Just wow!" I said. It was hard to believe that in this day and age absolute virgins existed. Girls I thought at least masturbated. But here I was looking at an absolute virgin.

"Does that make you like me even more?" she asked biting her lips a little.

"Of course it does. If you are truly a woman who has been untouched by another man, anybody would want you," I said.

"Sadly, nobody can have me. At least not now. Let's return to the resort," she said.

We rode back to the resort. I was quite happy to have had that conversation with her. I hadn't fallen for her or anything. I therefore wasn't heartbroken by her polite rejection.

She went to her staff quarters and about an hour later returned with two cups of tea. I ushered her into my room.

It was Darjeeling tea and we enjoyed it together. We spoke more about my life and what work I did and she spoke about the type of men who had approached in college as well as in Tahiti.

After having tea she got up to leave. She had this trolley on which she had brought the tea. She kept the cups, saucers and the teapot on it and took it out of the room. Then turned to me and said that she will like to see me again.

As she turned to leave, I pulled her by hand into my room and grabbed her by the hip and planted a kiss on her lips. She was shocked and offered a small resistance. But I was too strong for her and she just gave into the kiss. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation. It was her first kiss, I am sure.

After breaking off the kiss, she didn't say anything. Just held her head down and left driving her trolley away. Her silence left many unanswered questions in my mind.

I took a walk few minutes later. I had seen a guy at the lobby who looked a lot like a pimp. I thought that perhaps he could arrange a woman for me. I saw him at the bar and went up to him and introduced myself. He told me that his name was Sparky and he was one of the senior staff members. But he didn't wear any uniform.

"Are you looking for a woman, sir?" he asked abruptly during the conversation.

"Yes, how did you know?" I asked.

"We staff members are quite observant. Both your partners left and you took one of our concierges out to the town. If you are really looking for a woman, just say the word," he said.

"I thought there was a strict policy against prostitution at the resort," I said.

"Look sir, I am not going to delve into details. So, do you want a woman or not?" he was firm.

"Alright, yes. I need a woman. Make the arrangements," I said.

"That will be 200 dollars upfront," he said. I agreed to that and paid him.

After dinner I received a message on my WhatsApp - "Hey, are you ready for me sir? Can I come to your room?" It was an unknown number. When I said yes, I had a knock on my door after a few minutes.

When I opened the door, I saw a beautiful ebony woman standing there. She was obviously mixed-race with her slightly Latina looking skin (but darker) and beautiful curly hair. "Interesting..." I thought and ushered her in.

"You smell very nice. What is your name?" I said.

"It's Amanrah sir. And thanks for the compliment. I showered and cleaned myself thoroughly. Also I was asked to perform an enema and sanitize my asshole specifically for you. My instructions are to take care of your every sexual need tonight," she said.

"Oh is it?" I was surprised. How did they know that I like anal sex? They might have figured out when they saw Noa taking the enema machine to Amrita's room.

"By every sexual need, you mean...." I started saying.

"It means that I am supposed to agree to everything you say. You can fulfill your every sexual fantasy no matter what it is. You may make sweet love to me or violently abuse and demean me. As long as the sexual act is hygienic, well protected from diseases and doesn't threaten my life, I am fine with anything. My body and all its parts belong to you with the slight restrictions I mentioned. Consider me as your personal sex slave for tonight," she said.

Hearing the word slave from an attractive black woman felt a little inappropriate but it's her right to identify as whatever she wanted.

"Well.... thanks for being so straightforward. May be I should shower myself as well," I said.

"Sir, if you can perform an enema and sanitization too, then it would be fantastic," she said.

"Alright!" I was excited now. It's good to have a professional once in a while. They absolutely know what they are doing. And this one has an ancient Egyptian name. I am in for a treat I thought and immediately went to the bathroom to do the enema and sanitization and a shower.

Amanrah was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when I returned from the shower.

"Are you ready sir?" she asked. I didn't respond.

"Please remove your bathrobe and sit on the bed in doggy position," she instructed.

"But before I do that I want to see you naked," I said.

"Sure sir," she said and stood up started stripping down. I sat on the couch and started enjoying the show. She had a professional attire like a corporate woman. If anyone sees her they would mistake her for an office professional.

She started with her black coat and then her white blouse. Inside she had a black bra that was perforated. The bra complemented her dark skin perfectly. She turned around and pulled down the zipper of her skirt. Then bent down and dropped the skirt slowly.

She stood in just her bra, panty and high heel shoes. She posed a little just like how Amrita posed in Chapter - 1.

"Okay... remove your bra," I commanded. She obliged by turning around and unhooking her bra. She then turned around and dropped her bra. Beautiful chocolate breasts for me to see and enjoy. "Wow!" I thought.

"Now I want you to play with your breasts and give yourself a breast orgasm. I mean, real orgasm. Not fake!" I said.

She smiled and started by wiggling her breasts after bending. Then she stood up and squeezed her breasts and started playing with her nipples. She even pinched her nipples on purpose and savored the pain and pleasure sensation. He legs closed with one of her knees bent while her toes caressed over her other leg. She was getting turned on!

There is this vital pressure point two inches above the boob. She pressed both her hands on each of the pressure points above her breasts and started rubbing up and down vigorously. "Aha... she knows that spot!" I thought.

From her facial expression I understood that pleasure is building up in her nether regions as she was vigorously stimulating her breasts using that special pressure point. Her moaning began, "ummmm... ummmmm... ummmm..."

"Ahhh! Ahhh!!! Aaahhhhhh!!!!! she had her orgasm and lost balance and was about to fall.

I lunged forward and caught her! She was shocked from the fall but equally surprised that I saved her. Her head could have struck the tea table and shattered the glass. More horrifyingly, it would have shattered her skull. She looked at the table in disbelief and then looked at me.

"Thank you sir!" She said and hugged me and burst out crying. I saved her life.

I caressed her back and said, "It's okay dear. You are most welcome."

She then looked me in the eye for a few seconds. I could see the gratitude in her eyes. She then pulled my head and kissed me on the lips. I responded too and soon we were tonguing each other. My tongue explored her tongue, her mouth's roof, her salivary gland below the tongue, her teeth and of course her two lips. She reciprocated the acts by doing the same with my mouth. When my tongue stimulated her salivary gland, it produced more saliva that filled her mouth. I savored it and drank it out of her mouth.

She got up and sat on the couch after letting me explore her delicious mouth.

"Sir, you don't seem to have any qualms in consuming a woman's body fluids," she said while her face showed great respect.

"Yeah... with obvious exceptions. I won't consume fecal matter, vomit, phlegm, mucus or period blood. Other than that anything else goes. Vaginal fluid, urine, sweat, saliva and tears are all welcome," I said as I licked my lower lip.

"Sir, you saved my life. I am lifting all the restrictions for you. You can now literally do anything to me. I am completely yours and I will never say no to anything. If you want extra time beyond the 8 hours assigned, I am okay with that. If you want unlimited sex for free, I am okay with that even though Sparky may disagree," she said.

"Of course. Sparky would want me to pay for every session. But your offer of extra time is tempting. Will you tell Sparky about it?" I asked.

"No sir. It's my service for you. Also you can have unprotected sex with me if you desire. I don't have any diseases," she said. That was quite an offer. It is the ultimate turn on when a woman completely submits herself like that.

I pulled her panty and removed it. She then sat on the couch with her legs spread wide and bent. Her chocolate colored sexed up body was something I wanted to mix in a glass of milk and drink. It was that sexy. I salivated looking at her and she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. I understood what she wanted and spit on her tongue. She immediately swallowed my spit and put her tongue out again. I spit a couple of more times and she swallowed that as well.

Then I sat down and started licking her delicious caramel pussy. Since she already came once her pussy smelled amazing. That intoxicating aroma was making my dick rock hard. It felt like the veins of my dick would explode. I started my tongue exploration of her vagina and listened to her moans. Occasionally I took slight nibbles of her asshole but my main focus was her pussy. After a few minutes I felt her muscles tighten and release with a loud moan from her. She came again! I sucked her pussy juice into my mouth and I salivated by the taste. Then I got up and went to her face. She understood and opened her mouth wide. I poured the pussy juice-saliva mix into her mouth and she swallowed it. Then I gave her another open mouthed kiss.

As I kissed her, I climbed the couch and slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. Since she was an experience prostitute, my dick just glided in smoothly. It felt amazing. Who said experience didn't matter? The tip of my dick touched her cervix. The hole towards her womb could be felt. I wanted to connect the hole at the tip of my dick to her womb hole. Instinctively she understood what I was trying to do. She adjusted her pussy muscles to make it happen and finally my dick hole and her womb hole connected. It was a cute sensation.

I whispered in her ear, "I want you to make me cum without pumping."

She knew it was difficult but she had done that for some clients in the past. So she started flexing her muscles through the tunnel of her pussy thereby stimulating my dick from base to the tip. It was not easy. But she is quite experienced and learned this skill over the years. I just hugged her and held her close. The only thing moving was the tension in her vaginal muscles as it went up and down my dick. This was a new experience for me because nobody had done this for me before. To be fair, I never asked this to any woman before either. My dick stayed immobile enjoying the sensation. My balls were resting touching her asshole.

This went on for a long time. We could feel each other's heartbeat. Neither of us moved and slowly my pleasure started building up. This is where I achieved another ability. I discovered that I could control my muscle contractions and semen flow. Being immobile for long let me focus on my internal muscles more. As the pre-cum started flowing I started feeling my orgasmic sensations. It was a powerful orgasm but very slow. This was a new sensation for me. I could savor every moment of my orgasm. By controlling the flow of semen I felt my orgasm for several minutes until all my semen was out. I am sure a lot of it was absorbed into her womb.

I broke the hug and kissed her forehead and said, "Thank you Amanrah."

"You are welcome sir...." she said.

I went down and sucked some of my semen and her pussy juice out of her vagina and got up and went near her mouth. She gladly opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. I spit on her tongue and she swallowed the mixture and smiled. She looked so adorable when she smiled. I gave a soft kiss on her lips.

I then asked her to sit on the bed in doggy style with her ass facing me. I pulled a stool and sat down. It was time to taste her delicious caramel ass. Her asshole was quite dilated indicating that she had been used by many clients in the past.

"Poor thing...." I felt sorry for her.

With great empathy I kissed her asshole's outer rim many times. I then proceeded to kiss all around her ass. Then I returned to her asshole and inserted my tongue into it and started sucking and tongue fucking.

"Sir.... please abuse me...." Amanrah said and I stopped immediately. It seemed like an involuntary statement. Apparently the poor girl has been abused a lot in her past.

I asked her to sit up. Then I lied down and ask her to come and lie down close to me. She obeyed by lying close to me with her right arm and leg on me and her head resting on my shoulder. My expression was stern as I was quite concerned about the abuse she may have received in the past.

"Sir, I am sorry. Those words just came out. I am very aroused. You are the first client who is genuinely nice to me. So far I have had only abusive ones. Even the ones who play nice eventually show their true color," she said.

"By abuse, what do you mean?" I asked.

Tears started rolling from her eyes and she burst out crying and just held me tight. Slowly she started narrating her past. Some clients have shoved really dangerous things up her ass and pussy causing serious injuries. She had to be taken to the emergency room several times and at times had to undergo surgeries. Even some college boys vacationing there had subjected her to extreme violence and gangrape.

The poor girl endured all this because the money was good and her family back in Egypt depended on it.

Although I had plans to perform forced entry into Noa's pussy, I didn't like such level of violence as endured by Amanrah. Perhaps I should rethink my strategy for Noa. I felt a little bit ashamed at my own hypocrisy in this matter. On the one hand I felt sorry for Amanrah for getting forced into inhumane things and on the other I planned to force myself onto Noa.

After a while she stopped sobbing and wiped her tears.

"I just want to make love to you even more. Let me cum in your asshole and your pussy one more time and we will be done. Then we shall just relax and talk. Does that sound like a plan?" I asked.

"Of course sir. Anything you want," she said happily.

She assumed the doggy position again and I went behind her and started licking and sucking her ass. A fully relaxed Amanrah was not completely mentally invested in it. She enjoyed every moment of it as I filled her asshole with my saliva while fingering her pussy. She came twice and squirted during this period.

Following this I inserted my penis into her anus and started pumping listening to her moans. She squirted several times before I came inside her in a powerful orgasm. I asked her to sit on my mouth and squeeze out my cum into my mouth and she obeyed.

After receiving my own cum from her asshole I rose up and she opened her mouth. I spit the whole thing into her mouth and she swallowed it again.

I thought this was enough and suggested that we should take a shower. She agreed and we had a nice shower. As a show of gratitude she gave me a hand job while in the shower.

Back in the room I told her that we should play some games to kill time before going to sleep. She agreed and we played UNO cards for some time. This was followed by a few rounds of chess. She was brilliant and managed to defeat me a couple of times. I was quite impressed. She should work in the tech sector I thought. During these games she told me about her family back in Egypt and also some of the relationships she had before she took up this job.

Eventually we both were mentally exhausted and needed some sleep. So we went back to the bed. She cuddled with me and I enjoyed her presence greatly. We drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up she had her grip on my penis. Apparently she woke up in the night and caught hold of my erect penis. She also woke up within a few seconds and smiled. She gave me a kiss and told that she better dress up leave. I agreed.

As she left I told, "Hey Amanrah! Thank you!"

"No sir! Thank you," said Amanrah while giving me a flying kiss.

As Amanrah walked out of my room, she was spotted by Noa and immediately understood what might have happened the previous night. She became super jealous.

TO BE CONTINUED.....