Talent Search: Chapter 8.
*** Tanlines ***
The sun was shining brightly, the sky devoid of clouds, allowing the sun's rays to hit Clarissa's chest and private parts. Her daily routine for the morning involved breakfast and bare sunbathing. She was in a recliner seat, her eyes closed, basking in the sun's warmth. She heard her device beep; it was time to reapply sunscreen.
Sitting up, she picked up a generous amount of sunscreen in her hand and smeared it on the other. Just like the previous times, she wasn't the only one who got off the recliner. All male gazes were on her.
She covered her right boob with her palm, then massaged and kneaded the sunscreen into her breast skin. She lifted the mass, ensuring the underboob fold was covered as well. The shielded tit settled back on her chest. On the left side, she repeated the same boob-touching hygienic protocol.
She took more sunscreen and spread her thighs, covering her groin area. Content with her current tasks, she reclined back and resumed enjoying the sun's rays. The next day, she'd be working on her back and butt, but for that, she needed a volunteer lotion applicator.
*** Volunteers ***
Sergio scanned the many messages from interested applicants for the volunteer role. Ms Connor's sunbathing antics had sparked a frenzy. He emailed everyone, letting them know that the new girl's first time with a resort guest wouldn't come cheaply. The best and last possible offer was to be sent within the hour.
He received a flurry of cash offers from well-off playboy guests who had extra money due to their trust funds and parental generosity.
One unique offer caught Sergio's eye. Mr Benjamin Drake, from Drake Industries, had created a rare earth metals processing facility. It was one of the essential facilities necessary for the EV and renewable energy sectors.
Sergio quickly searched the internet to discover that an IPO was forthcoming. Mr Drake offered 1% of the preferred shares at the current price, with a condition that half a percent would go to the resort, and the other half would be held in a secret trust for Clarissa. The current price was lower than the highest cash offer from the playboy guests. However, analysts predicted a 20x multiplier at the public sale with infinite growth potential. Sergio saw a golden opportunity and was already imagining how that money could be spent. Unbeknownst to Clarissa, financial security would be waiting for her in a hidden trust when she was ready to move on to a new phase of her life.
Later in the afternoon, Clarissa was told that the competition to become her volunteer had ended, and the selected guest would meet her later that evening to become acquainted and try out the tasks for her first proper assignment.
That evening, Mr Drake stood at the entrance of Clarissa's staff residence. He had been instructed to arrive at 8 pm and he was punctual as successful businessmen usually are. After a moment, the door opened.
She stood in her requested dress code. On the other hand, the middle-aged man was wearing shorts with no sleeves, a tee-shirt, and flip-flops. His footwear confirmed that most of the activities would take place indoors and would involve minimal standing.
Her attire was also geared towards indoor, non-athletic activities: tiny shorts, a loose top, and bare feet. Without her high heels, she was a foot shorter than him.
"Good evening, Ms Connor. It's a pleasure to meet you, even though you appear less visible."
"Our compatibility won't be an issue. Let's see you up close."
He puffed his chest out as a response to her inference of his endurance. A seasoned outdoorsman, his body was well-conditioned for sports. And with his wealth, status, and good looks, sexy women threw themselves at his feet.
"Don't doubt me; I'll keep up."
Clarissa smiled, nodded, and looked away as if he'd proven his endurance.
"Alright, let's familiarize ourselves with the process."
She turned around and removed her booty shorts, exposing her pale buttocks. Leaning forward, she looked back, and put his hand on her butt cheek. Directed him to move it around the soft shape, simulating a massage with her wrinkled fingers.
"Tomorrow, ensure generous amounts of sunscreen and really work it in."
She detached his hand.
"Give it a try. Use both hands."
Mr Drake took over. He quickly learned how to do the task efficiently.
"Your technique is nice, Mr Drake. You're a natural. Let's move on."
Clarissa reached for the bottom of her tunic and pulled it off her head. Her long locks fell through the neck opening until half of them were at the front and half at the back. She moved her hair forward over her chest, clearing her back for further education.
"The back strap is similar here. But it might be safer if we cover your entire back from your bottom up to your shoulders. Go ahead and try it."
He did as she suggested, massaging her back with his hands. It felt like a standing massage and he quickly got the hang of it.
"Sir, I think you've become well acquainted with the important parts of my body now."
She combed her hair behind her head. She felt his hands sliding between her arms and torso. They moved further to hold and shape her breasts. His cheek brushed against her neck, and his voice grew husky as he growled into her ear covered in hair.
"I've been dropping hints with those breasts all day. I think they matter a lot, and I want to investigate more about them."
Clarissa wasn't entirely shocked by this encounter's direction. She knew from the morning talk at her breakfast club what to expect during her stay at the establishment. She knew she was in a safe environment, with all the guests being free from transmittable diseases and any signs of cruel behavior. And she could take her 'gender research' further, experiencing the joys she had discovered through her bedroom experiments. The facility's management also fully supported it.
Clarissa couldn't help but feel her nipples swelling under Mr Drake's touch. He squeezed her right breast tightly and his other hand caressed her groin. A finger explored her lips, rubbing back and forth. The tingling in her nipples and the wetness between her legs made her feel like her nerves were electrified. She leaned back against his body, pressing her backside against his bulge in his trousers. She tilted her face toward his and asked,
"Kiss me..."
He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. It was a little awkward, but she put her hands on his, raising her body to turn around in his arms. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and she found his lips again. She slid her tongue into his mouth and then stopped and whispered in a seductive tone,
"My turn to explore..."
His hands grasped her tightly, keeping her close. Her hands held onto him like a hug, but then she had an idea. She grabbed hold of his collar and tore the shirt fabric down to his waist, revealing more of his chest.
Mr Drake had been informed that he had to show courtesy and fulfill reasonable requests during his stay. The bold actions of Clarissa aroused him even more. If this was her way of exploring, then explore away, she thought.
She slipped onto her knees and lowered her body farther, letting her breasts slide down onto his chest, over his nipples and belly, ripping the shirt fabric with her.
Finally, she got to his face level and gripped his pants at the waist. She pull them down, along with his shoes, leaving them both naked.
She resisted the intense urge to kiss and suck his cock. She rose up, kissing each nipple before returning to kiss his lips. She pressed her lips against his, gently teasing him with her tongue.
She might've forgotten about kissing below, but her quick tongue darting into his mouth was not. He wrapped his arms around her, pressing her tits against his chest, and kissed her more passionately.
Mr Drake's erect penis was creating friction against her wet pussy. They froze, hugging each other tightly at the sudden desire. Their bodies shifted slightly until Clarissa lay on the bed, and his cock grazed her lips.
But the quick advance completely drained his strength, causing him to trip forward. Clarissa's backside hit the bed, and her pelvis lifted slightly, teasing the shaft.
His penis slid in an inch, but the romantic advance was over, leaving only arousal and passion. She laid back, leaving his penis touching her, and softly said,
"Mr Drake, let's get more comfortable lying down."
He allowed her to escape as she wiggled away to align herself with the bed. He slipped in beside her and rolled onto his side, mimicking her movement. She bent her lower knee, and he positioned his waist onto her bent thigh. His erection was now prepared for a second invasion but had lost some strength and thickness due to the interruption.
Clarissa's hand touched his semi-flaccid member, and her fingers massaged the swollen muscle. He found her nipples and nursed them one by one while his fading hard-on regained its former glory.
She wrapped her upper leg around his waist and moved her own leg back and forth, teasing the straining tip with her vaginal lips. He pushed and entered a few inches this time, pulled back and penetrated deeper. Her soft groans enticed more attempts, and eventually he achieved full penetration.
Mr. Drake was a man who was accustomed to being the one in control. He remembered her earlier aggression towards his shirt and shorts. She would understand his desire to be the dominant male. He flipped her onto her back and positioned himself above her on his elbows. She gracefully wrapped her arms around his neck.
They gazed at each other, eye to eye. He retreated his cock gradually, then pushed back in with force, causing his pubic bone to collide with hers.
Her eyes widened, and a startled "umph" reverberated through her throat. To his delight, he observed her breasts rise and then return to their original position. Her face relaxed as he pulled back and rested. He kept the same position and raised an eyebrow. She gave a nod of approval.
He braced himself and pushed forward, burying himself fully inside her. She didn't hold back, producing a louder "umph." The breasts bounced again, and Mr. Drake had found the game he desired to play.
Twelve more strong thrusts brought louder moans and now she was completely immersed in the act, moving in sync with his outward strokes. She was nearing her peak and feared he would not be able to keep up, despite his prior assertions.
She exerted a great deal of effort to hold back. He inhaled, plunged into her clitoris once more, and yelled out. She saw the pulses spread throughout his cock and spill into her uterus. It was the signal she was waiting for, and she allowed herself to lose control, executing her own journey towards ecstasy.
He fell onto her, collapsing onto his elbows, his chest resting on hers, crushing her breasts between them. She found his lips and shared kisses as the last of his semen spattered out of his sheathed erection.
Lying beside each other, they exchanged gentle kisses on their lips. He withered and withdrew, severing the plug that held back the seepage from her stretched vagina.
Although the evening was still young, he was not. He managed only two more orgasms that night: one from behind, and another from a gentle hand job. After a room service breakfast and shower, the duo headed for the sundeck for Clarissa's sunbathing.
Walking in topless, she simply had to remove her bikini bottoms before lying face down on a towel-covered lounge. Mr. Drake performed his duties meticulously, just as he had rehearsed. Between hourly applications, he lay on his back in the adjoining lounge.
A few hours later, Clarissa completed her responsibility towards her voluntary assistant, save for one final detail.
She stood up from the lounge and slid into her bikini bottoms. Kneeling topless next to his lounge, she unzipped his swim trunks and brought out his penis. To conclude her services to her esteemed client, she sucked him in front of all spectators, extracting his last available emissions, proving to all that Mr. Drake had performed his duties with zeal.
Read also:
- My Close Friend, a Female, Fondled Me
- A Stepmother's Varied Testimony: Volume 3
- Listening to Their Groans: The Complete Narrative
- Slim, Youthful, and Well-Endowed in Part 2
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