The Island: Escort Pleasures in Paradise by PJ Ellis

Author:PJ Ellis [Ellis, PJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Day Twelve. I stood in my shower and let the hot droplets wash over me. I’d been here nearly two weeks now, in paradise. I thought about Amy’s words - I came so many times - and smiled to myself. My experience here was very similar. Ryan was my favourite, well in truth a little more than that. With him it was intimate. He was the only one I’d kissed, we shared time together when not having sex, and I had spent a number of nights sleeping in his hut. Besides Ryan though I’d been fucked for the interview, ass-fucked in the massage parlour multiple times, I’d been to bed with a variety of male guests who used me for their pleasure and mine, and two separate married couples had shared me. That had been a surprise - I’d never known any swingers, or at least I didn’t know if they were, but being with a couple had been intensely erotic and I’d chalked up a few new experiences from it. Experiences I was eager to have again.

I put some shower gel on the sponge and squeezed to make it foamy before spreading it around my body. As I washed I found every part of my skin had become an erogenous zone. What was this place doing to me, I wondered. The more sexual gratification I had, the more I wanted. My nipples were hard even now and washing my breasts made me weak at the knees.

I needed some relief. I washed all over quickly and rinsed off, then dropped the sponge and put my hand between my legs, finding warmth and wetness. My clit was aroused and I put my fingers on it and began to rub.

Knock knock knock, on the door of my hut. Shit, really?

I sighed and stopped the shower, grabbed a towel for a cursory dry, wrapped myself in it and hurried to the door. As I approached I saw a note had been slipped under it. I opened the door to check but whoever it was had already gone. I closed the door and retrieved the note from the floor to read it.

Come to the office.

I wondered if I had done something wrong. I couldn’t imagine what. Did Nick want to see me? I’d been for a walk earlier and could have sworn I’d seen him going boat fishing with some of the guests. I shrugged and decided I’d better go and find out.

It took me ten minutes or so to dry properly, brush my hair and teeth, and put on my standard daytime outfit of bikini, denim shorts and white top. Then another couple of minutes or so to walk the short distance back to the office. The door was closed so I knocked and entered.

A man was sitting behind the desk, and it wasn’t Nick. This guy was older. He was in good shape, hair beginning to show some grey, well dressed, not bad looking. “Ah, you must be Hannah?” he said. “Please, come in”.

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