Chapter 203: Spring Break 2.0

Now the fun begins.

As we started to deplane the old man told me to wait on the plane out of sight until he was where people could see that he was alive. I would then deplane. To those here, it would appear I had invited the old man to accompany me, not the other way around. Yet another thing which didn’t happen in this elite circle.

I don’t get how him being first out of a plane makes him less important than those who followed. It is that their being first makes them a target while the rest have the plane for protection?

“Prior to today Darren, I already felt that you were the better man and should be shown the respect you deserve. None with your skills can honestly say they have never killed another human being, at least not without their integrity questioned. You terminating those elite mercenaries, hired to capture or terminate you, was fully within your rights. You would have no bounties on your head. Their world is very small, so word travels fast. Before they began their extraction, rumors of their failure spread. It is now widely known that you, still a child, left them only with a headache and sore muscles. If given the choice between death and embarrassment for failure, they would choose death, especially when they we using equipment so advanced that your capture would be child’s play,” he explained. “I’m also doing it to provide you a bit of protection, at least in the short term. You impregnated your three lovers last year, but nature decided it wasn’t yet their time to carry your child. If you came to visit this year, they were going to ensure they left here pregnant with your child. I wish I could state that I will be the focus of all eyes here, I’m old enough to accept that isn’t even a remote possibility.”

As he walked down the stairs, I heard the murmurs of surprise from the people there to greet incoming arrivals. Three different people, in three different languages, announced that claims of that the old man had died were false. When he was clear of the stairs, I deplaned.

I’m really going to go all out and carry my own gear as I walk in front of the old man as he follows behind me on my right. That should cause a big stir.

When I came off the plane the only things that could I heard was the sound of the engines popping and pinging as they cooled. It remained silent as I pulled on my backpack, over-the-shoulder bag, and picked up my gun case. A few people were whispering as I started to walk toward the old man, but they were silent when I moved in front of him and he walked behind me.

It is kind of hard to speak with their jaws on the ground. Not even one of them has yet even realized who I am.

At the reception area it was funny when the person who came to greet me didn’t have a last name to use. Instead he fished for it by saying a “Welcome mister...” and pausing for a response.

“I’m not yet old enough to be a mister, sir. You can just call me Darren,” I told him.

Wait? Are those real crickets? Is the ocean so close I can hear the waves all the way in here?

The poor guy had no idea how to respond. Neither did any of the other staff since the old man was waiting on them to serve me first before he headed off with his protection details to go to his secured area.

I went to the worst looking woman, whose acne scars kept her from being a supermodel like the other women working in the reception area, to say, “Miss. I believe I have arrived without making the proper reservations. I don’t need a lot of space, so a small room with a single bed would be fine. If completely booked up. then an extra bunk somewhere in the staff quarters would be perfect. If even that is unavailable, I’m fine securing my things here and sleeping on the beach.”

Whoops. Her headlights went on high and I can smell her juices from here.

“Sir you needn’t sleep on the beach or in the staff quarters. It seems you already have one of the penthouse suites reserved. Some guests haven’t yet arrived, so if you desire, we can change to a room with a different view than assigned. Currently your penthouse suite has views of the ocean, pools and courtyard,” she told me.

I smiled as I asked, “That seems like a lot of room for just me. Are you sure there isn’t a family that ended up crammed into a room that is too small for them? I’d gladly switch and pay all the costs for them to use it instead. I’m used to sparse accommodations and multiple occupancy.”

Seems she isn’t the only woman in earshot that is getting aroused.

“Darren,” the woman behind the counter said. “As generous as that is for you to offer, someone already put notes on your reservation to tell you that you aren’t to be permitted to have any other than a penthouse suite. Specifically, it states that you will not have any normal suites, staff quarters, barns, restrooms, dusty closets, spots under tables in an unused meeting room, a couch in the lobby, or anywhere along the beach. The note states clearly that you will request, and likely demand, much more humble accommodations. I’m sorry, but you if you wish to stay here, it will be in one of our penthouse suites. Unless you prefer to one without a view of the pools, then you’re all set.”

“It seems that my choice of accommodations has been taken out of my control. You know. I’m fine carrying my own luggage, but I could use some personal assistance finding to my suite. If you’re allowed to show guests to their suites, I would love to have someone so pretty show me the way,” I said.

Ok. There is no question that she just came. How is she even managing to stand after she squeezed her legs together that hard? At least she is wearing a skirt or there would be a huge wet spot in her slacks.

She smiled widely, once she recovered from her monster cum, to say, “Normally we don’t personally escort the guests, but as you specifically requested, I will take you to your suite, I would be delighted to assist.”

With my gun case in one hand, I took her other hand in mine. I felt her grip mine tightly as she stopped to wait for me to go through the door first.

“You seem to be the one with a free hand right now, so please do the honors,” I told her loud enough that even the old man could hear me.

I was soon in the next building walking down the walkway. The outside was some sort of whitish marble that had a lot of figures and scenes carved into it that took full advantage of the darker colored areas in the marble. Once inside, she used my keycard to call my private elevator. I didn’t see a private elevator for the other penthouse suite in this building.

In the elevator she told me, “I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of assigning you this particular penthouse. Not specifically reserved for any guest or family, it was free for you to use while you are here. In addition to the normal amenities of a private chef, masseuse, and maid service, this penthouse also had its own outdoor pool and hot tub. As you didn’t demand, or even seem to desire, any specific views, I ensured that have a full view in every direction. Is there anything else you require?”

“I don’t want to sound like a jerk, and please don’t think you have to do anything I ask for any reason, ok,” I prefaced. “I happened to notice that you seem very aroused when you were checking me in. You appeared to only be paying attention to me at the time. I know it sucks when a girl gets me all excited only to have blue balls. Would you be interested in my seeing if I can make it up to you by using my tongue and fingers on you until you can’t take any more pleasure? Unless you ask me to do more than that, then I wash off your juices so that you can return to work with no signs of my having pleasured you. I’m not some right snot and I don’t want you thinking I’m going to force you to do anything you don’t ask me to do for your pleasure. I felt I must at least offer to take care of what I caused. But, as there is always a but, right? No matter what you decide, I do demand you at least go lock yourself in one of the bathrooms, use the bathing suit drier on your wet panties and wash off your juices. I’m going to be unpacking in the master bedroom, so please let me know before you leave, if you aren’t staying.”

I headed into the biggest bedroom that also led out to the pool and hot tub. I left her there doing her best fish impression. She came in just after I had finished putting everything away, including my guns. She was completely naked.

“Did you put your panties on a drier,” I asked.

I saw they were with her clothes out on the counter so I went out to get them and got them on the drier in my bathroom. She was on her back with her legs spread when I returned.

She gave me a horny look as she said, huskily, “I don’t need any foreplay Darren. I need your dick. Fuck me hard, please. I won’t last long, so you have no need to try to delay your release.”

Yeah, right. I’m so going to put a rubber on even if you are a virgin. I don’t need more little David’s running around. You can’t yet afford to start a family.

I was quickly naked and wearing a rubber as I slid between her legs. She had her head back with her eyes closed so she missed seeing my big dick. As much as I wanted to beg off, I knew she was pretty much in a similar position as the woman at the other resort that couldn’t cum until I brought her off. Her cum earlier was the first she had gotten in a long time. When I got lined up I pushed in hard. The pain of her hymen being ripped open made her cum. I was pounding away at her pussy with full, long strokes by the time she came down enough to realize she was getting fucked.

I’m pretty sure she realizes I’m fucking her on some level, but does she really get what is happening? She came as soon as she seemed to notice I was pounding her pussy.

She kept getting off, so I kept fucking her until I was ready to cum. I buried myself in her fully as I let my balls put enough milky-white semen in the rubber for her to see that I came. Her eyes went wide as I pulled my, still, fully hard dick out of her to take off the rubber. Having fucked for so long she didn’t even have enough energy left to close her legs. I washed my dick off first before I used a warm washcloth to clean up her pussy. That little cunt wash turned into me giving her a sponge bath before I got her into a chair to do a very elaborate braid in her soft, fine hair. She had recovered enough energy to move a bit, but I insisted I help her get dressed. Other than putting some makeup on her to cover her acne scars, and some lipstick, she was all set to get back to work once she could walk out of the suite.

“Thanks for making me a woman. It wasn’t terrible like other girls I know here said. I’ve never felt anything so wonderful in my whole life. I can’t believe you lasted over an hour before you were done. I think you’re a god disguised as a human. My shift will be over before I can get back to the desk, so don’t worry about needing to carry me down there or anything. I’ll be able to make it to the dorm without too much trouble.”

Could I seriously be a god disguised as a human? Would that be why I can do all these things?

“I’m pretty hungry. You want to recover a bit more and join me for dinner,” I asked.

Why did her eyes go wide like that? Don’t lots of the staff get called to rich people’s rooms to entertain and service them? I mean she gave me her virginity before letting me fuck her for as long as it took me to finally cum.

She gave me a big excited hug and kiss before reaching to down to stroke my dick as she said, “Sir I would greatly love to join you for a meal, but I can’t. While the rules don’t prohibit it when a guest requests our company, I’m on a very strict diet and need to take injections after I eat. My medicine is all the way in the dorm and it would take me an hour to get back normally. Today it will probably be close to two hours. You’re too nice for me to even ask that you wait that long to eat. Plus, I suspect I’m going to need a long soak in the tub. I’m pretty sore. It is a great feeling. Maybe we can get together again before you leave.”

I doubt I will be allowed to get with you before I leave.

She gave me a kiss before falling to her knees to suck on my dick for a minute.

“I’ve been forced to do this a lot of times. Yours is perfect. I could suck on it all night long,” she told me as she pulled herself away from my dick. “Oh. Since you didn’t seem to know about our resort, I wanted to let you know that you needn’t get dressed. This is an entirely clothing-optional resort, not that you would want to cover up that amazing long dick of yours attached to your equally magnificent body.”

Great. At least I’m way too big now for the younger girls, or boys, to do anything with other than cop a feel. I still don’t know how I didn’t get killed at the other island even though even with the unheard-of permission. Still, I better wear long shorts for now.

Instead of bugging a chef to come up to make me a meal, I figured I might as well go find and try out one the restaurants. I grabbed a quick shower, pulled on some clothes and then reviewed the map showing where everything was located. I found one that said it had private dining. Looking at the map I found a nice route that would let me check out the beach, pools and some of the other amenities.

As I walked along the beach I picked out some of the little kids who I had helped build sandcastles last year. All of them were just as naked as they had been then. The older siblings watching over their younger ones were all naked too, but the nannies were fully dressed or topless. I got only quick glances my way as I walked past, but no one seemed to recognize me.

With my hair down past my ass are they just assuming I’m a woman? I will know as soon as I walk through the pool area.

Now in the pool area, pretty much everyone was naked, and I mean everyone. If I hadn’t been able cause my sunglasses to cover anyone older than forty, I might just have gotten sick. There are some things I never want to see. Sagging tits that look like they had been rolled out with a rolling pin are at the top of that list. Flabby bodies, where I can’t tell if they are male or female, are a close second.

Can’t use the presence of chest hair to decide sex of a beached whale.

I do have to say that the teenaged girls and young women were very nice to check out as I walked by.

Doesn’t hurt that most of the boys have been teased enough by the girls to get them hard. I see I measure up well above average from the other high school guys.

I walked past a group of girls I remembered from last Spring Break on the triplet’s island. They were still too young to do anything with, but the small buds and peach fuzz mounds they had last year were replaced with nice firm tits and mounds of shaped pubes. They were doing their best to make sure the boys around them were aware of their most recent developments.

When I was heading out of the gate at the far end of the pool area I heard a girl ask the one next to her, “You know everything about everyone who comes to our Spring Break vacations. The person that just left looked sort of like Darren, but no way could a guy grow hair that long and beautiful in only a year. He doesn’t have a younger sister he never knew about, does he? Darren would be going naked anyway.”