Candice had come to the exclusive Strawberry Farm spa resort to relax, and she had been taken aback by the nude greeting girls. She had stiffened as a big-titted beauty had hugged her, uncomfortably aware of the girl’s breasts and cunt pressing against her. She had blushed when the girl had whispered in her ear, “You can fuck me if you want, you know.” But she had endured, and progressed to the exclusive women’s program, where she had been promised baths, manicures, and massages.
All day, she felt like there was a whispering in her head. Was there something in the relaxing white noise played over the speaker system at the resort? Was there something in the water that made her feel so spacey and suggestible?
She was still uptight when she had her manicure, but by the time she got to the baths it didn’t bother her much that there were also men there, openly ogling her naked body. She was supposed to be relaxed, right? After an hour in the bath she went so far as to deliberately spread her legs to give one particularly cute guy a better look.
Afterwards, at the massage, she asked the woman attendant to pay special attention to her tits and pussy, which felt engorged and throbbing. She moaned as the girl squeezed her aroused fuckmelons, and gasped happily as the girl slipped her fingers into Candice’s pussy. She was just floating off to a happy place when she felt something new – the girl’s tongue inside her fuckhole! The girl was licking her pussy! She squealed, but the girl held her legs down, and moments later Candice humiliatingly orgasmed against the girl’s face…
By that night, Candice felt confused and was having trouble thinking. The memory of her lesbian orgasm made her crimson with shame and dripping wet at the same time. By nine pm she was digging furiously through the resort phone directory to find the concierge.
“Hello?” she said on the phone. “You know the greeting girl with the big tits and the blonde hair? Can you send her up to my room?”
The girl arrived naked and Candice knew what she wanted. She led the girl to her bed and spread her legs and pushed the girl’s face down onto her sopping wet cunt. She bucked hard against the girl’s mouth until she orgasmed, then pulled the girl up and kissed her forcefully, tasting her own pussy on the girl’s lips. Finally, she rolled the girl over and returned the favour, lapping desperately at the girl’s vaginal nectar, needing the taste, needing that slutty lesbian feeling…
All night the white noise whispered on. By morning Candice knew what she wanted. She went to the front desk and said she wanted to enlist as a greeting girl.
Together with the other girls, she watched all her clothes and ties to her old life burned in a bonfire on the beach, and then she turned, nude, and headed to greet the day’s first arrivals…
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