Literotic asexstories – A Couple's Fijian Vacation Ch. 06 by Mingemuncher,Mingemuncher
He felt uncomfortable about getting roped into another session with the girls. He didn’t want to mess up his marriage, and so he didn’t want to talk with Sue until they were alone and was bloody happy they were heading home today. He had to admit, it was the best holiday he had ever had, but if this went on any longer, he knew it would change things between him and Sue; that’s if it already hadn’t.
His and Sue’s flight was not until 3:00 pm that afternoon, so he took off along the beach for his daily walk.
When he returned to the unit just before 8:00 am, he found James sitting outside with a large coffee looking pretty shattered. Dave sat down with him and asked what he and Tim had gotten up to the night before, “I was up at 2:00 am, and you guys were not home.
“No, we didn’t get in until after 3:00 am.” Then looking Dave in the eye. “You won’t believe what happened to us. I’m sitting here trying to get my head around it and still wondering if it was not all just a dream.”
“Oh, do tell, and I’ll tell you if I think you are dreaming.”
James spent the next half an hour attempting to get into words what had happened. He said he was gutted that Cath didn’t want to spend her last night with him and felt like just curling up in his bed and not going out. But Kevin had pulled out of going to town with Tim, some lame excuse of a sore stomach or something.
The following is what he had to say-
Tim was adamant I was going with him, as he had hired a car, and we were taking Caitlin to a beach for fun and games. I knew that meant a threesome, and I really wasn’t interested. But I could see I was not going to get out of it, so I capitulated and put on my togs and Tee shirt, and we both threw some flash gear into a bag for if we went into town later.
We drove into Singatoka, then out the other side onto the coast road again and about 5 miles to the hotel where Caitlin was staying. Tim pointed out a secluded beach as we passed and said it was where he intended to bring Caitlin back. He asked me if I wanted to make it a foursome, as Caitlin had told him that Sacha wanted in on the action.
I told him I wasn’t in the mood and to pick up Caitlin. I thought we would finish this quickly and return to the resort for an early night. I know it’s stupid, but I felt that if I went with anyone else, I would be being unfaithful to Cath.
He had arranged a time to meet Caitlin in front of her hotel, and sure enough, she was out front waiting for us. But instead of climbing into the car with us, she said we had to come in and meet her parents.
This was not where I wanted to be; the day was getting worse by the minute. But there was no way out of it, and I followed Tim and Caitlin through the foyer and out to the pool.
It turned out there were two sets of parents, each with a daughter, and a third girl was the daughter of family friends who couldn’t make the trip. One of the daughters was the girl ‘Sacha’ who had been at our resort with Caitlin a few days ago. I was a bit embarrassed, as she had been keen on me, and I had ignored her and moved away to sit with Cath.
“You met Sacha and Caitlin at our pool on Monday, so I don’t have to tell you they’re pretty and have nice trim figures. But neither was a patch on Cath, or Sue for that matter.”
Anyway, Sacha was not deterred in the slightest by my previous behaviour and rushed up to meet me when we arrived at the pool. They were all lying around the pool in deck chairs. Tim and I were very made welcome and asked if we wanted drinks. Sacha’s father treated me like a long-lost son-in-law, and I soon found myself warming to him. I’m not sure Caitlin’s father was as keen on Tim; I guessed he knew what Tim might be getting up to with his daughter.
Soon, we were part of the scene, being offered food and drink and fitting easily into the conversations. I turned down all offers of alcohol; I used the excuse that someone needed to stay sober to drive. Really, I was still not that happy and knew if I started on the Booz, I would likely drink myself into a real sad sack. By turning down the alcohol was a good move, as the girls had been bugging their parents about going into town to a nightclub they had heard about. They had obviously been holding back on giving consent until they met us. Sasha’s father (he insisted we call him Stew, short for Stewart) was now much more relaxed about them going to the club, and over the next hour or so, he worked at getting Caitlin’s parents on the side with the idea as well.
This was all news to Tim and throwing his devious plans askew. What’s more, it was pretty plain that if the girls were allowed to go, it would be all three of them. The third girl’s name was Naomi, she was rather a bookish girl with glasses, and I found out over the next hour that she had been dux of her school and was now at university. She had a fantastic figure, the best of the three girls. Although, if I was to be honest and had been in a better mood, I would have noted that they all looked pretty hot in their bikinis.
In between all this wooing of the parents, we had a couple of swims in the pool, and even though all eyes were upon us, I knew that Tim was getting a few handfuls of Caitlin under the water. Of course, Sacha was also after some attention, but I didn’t let her too close and paid more attention to Naomi.
Caitlin’s father was slowly warming to Tim, and now that Tim saw the lie of the land, he was turning on the charm and had easily won over Caitlin’s mother. In fact, I would not have been surprised to see Tim slinking off behind the bushes with her; she was all smiles and utterly taken in by him. He’s a lecherous bastard.
When the sun started to dip, they invited us to dinner with them, and Stew asked Tim and me along to their Bure to change. They had three Bures, parents had one each, and the three girls had the third. The girls all went to get their glad rags on, and Stew had a word with me when we got to their room.
“James, I can see you are responsible, or I wouldn’t be happy about tonight. But would you watch out for Naomi? I promised her parents we would not let her out of our sight. They are very strict with her, and she’s not seen a lot of life. Our girls tend to forget about her a bit, or if they do take notice of her, they seem to enjoy leading her astray.”
I promised to look after all of them but would pay special attention and watch over Naomi. When I went to the bedroom to change, I found I had no boxers; Tim, the bastard, had pulled them out of the bag and left them back at our unit. So I overpowered him and pinched his, saying he wasn’t wearing any if I had none. I stuffed them back in the bag, which I held onto. It left Tim and me wearing short-sleeved shirts and thin summer slacks, which didn’t do much to hide our tackle. It would be very interesting if either Tim or I got an erection before we left.
The girls had asked around about the nightclub and had been told it didn’t really get going until 10:00 pm or so, but the doors opened at 8:00 pm. So I asked Stew if the girls had a curfew, not wanting to be worried about having to be back at a certain time. He said at Seventeen, he expected the girls to make their own decisions about time and would leave it up to us.
We didn’t get to see the girls until we all met up at the hotel restaurant. They had put some effort into their dress and makeup. I expected modern clothes as they would wear to a nightclub in Auckland, but I’m guessing the temperature had a lot to do with the beach dresses they were wearing. Their dresses were thin cotton numbers, which you usually wear over bathing togs. The silhouette of their slim young bodies shone through when they stood with the light behind them. Caitlin’s dad looked like he had sucked on a lemon, but the other three seemed not to notice.
Even Naomi, who I had thought was the plainest of the three, looked pretty hot. She didn’t have her glasses on, and she or the girls had done a pretty neat job on her makeup. She had shoulder-length light brown hair that, in the afternoon, had looked unremarkable, but now it had life and bounce. I’m guessing they had used curling tongs or something in it. I told her she looked stunning, and she blushed crimson.
By this stage, I was starting to lighten up; I had enjoyed the afternoon with the parents, especially Stew. And the eye candy of three teenage girls and their antics had moved me on from my melancholy mood.
After dinner, we all piled into the car. Tim grabbed Caitlin and Sacha in the back with him (It was a two-door Ford escort), Naomi hopped in the front, and I drove.
Halfway into town, I pulled over at the beach that Tim had laid his plans around and informed the girls that as Tim had left our boxers back at our unit, and we had none on, they weren’t allowed to wear panties. There were cries of ‘No Way’ from the back. And I informed them that I wasn’t driving any further until I had three pairs of knickers in my pocket.
Naomi surprised me; she gave no argument, just lifted off the seat and dropped hers. She handed them to me somewhat eagerly, I thought. Still protesting in the back, Caitlin said we had to show them we wore nothing. Of course, Tim, quick as a flash, unzipped and dropped his trousers to the knees, which brought hoots of laughter and derision from the back seat. Naomi started ribbing me, so I had to comply as well. The two in the back were leaning over for a good look, and I noticed from the corner of my eye that Naomi had more than a casual look. Finally, two pairs of knickers were handed over to me from the back. And I pulled out onto the road and drove into town.
The nightclub was easy to find; it had a flashing light and a group of young Fijians and Indians hanging outside. Inside, it was a disappointment, very drab, with a few curtains hanging on dirty walls. And about thirty-five Fijian men, twenty Indian guys, and fifteen or so Fijian girls. The old fluorescent light made everyone’s teeth go purple, and a mirrored globe on the ceiling made some attempt to make it appear like a club. The music system wasn’t too bad, though.
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