At first glance the poolside scene could have been mistaken for a Las Vegas hotel. Most of the seating were double-wide loungers covered in crisp white towels. Unreasonably attractive women were lying about in revealing bathing suits, only occasionally accompanied by men, most not nearly as attractive. What was quickly and obviously different was how they all looked at him. As he walked among the patrons, most women not immediately engaged in something stared at him like he was a star walking across a stage. 

A redhead in a shiny bright blue suit rubbed the empty space on her lounger suggestively as he passed. He strode by before registering her intention. Then it dawned on him, they were all offering for him to join them. He stopped and quickly revised his plan to head for the empty lounger, and found himself frozen in a paradox of choice. There was so many gorgeous women at this resort he had no idea which to approach. He scanned his options, and decided the redhead had caught his eye for a reason. A moment later he was at her lounger. "May I join you?" From her body language he could see the question was unnecessary, but he politely asked it anyhow.

"Yez.. pleaze be comfortable." She had a european accent, maybe Swedish, and was obviously not a native English speaker. "I am Zvenka, I hope you am enjoying stay."

"I'm Chris. I just arrived last night, and I'm finding the resort amazing, and may I say you look incredibly stunning. You caught my eye from far across the pool deck." She had a hint of non-registration, but from her beaming smile she had caught enough of his complement to be satisfied. 

Another patron walked up carrying a tray of red icy drinks and extended one to him, "may I offer you two anything else?" She had a beam in her eye that he was starting to recognize as her sign that absolutely everything about her was on the menu. 

"You like her? She vill join us," Zvenka offered up in slightly less broken English. Chris gently shook his head and Zvenka showed a momentary peak of excitement as the drink girl walked away. She leaned in and kissed him before sitting up and reached for something under the lounger. "You drink, I, " she searched for the words but gave up and shook the bottle of sun tan lotion. Chris nodded and took a sip as she squeezed some of the lotion out and began applying it liberally to his feet and legs. The way her smile beamed every time she turned and caught him staring made it hard to look away, but he did catch some glances of his surroundings. A woman across the pool was sunning herself topless; a couple tucked off to the side was doing quite a bit more than kissing. and the woman with the tray of drinks had scooted up with a different couple. The male patron looked very very cozy sandwiched in on his lounger. Chris peaked at them a few times, and caught views of the girls reaching into his swim trunks.

Zvenka had switched to his upper body, rubbing lotion into his hands, arms, and neck, before working on his chest. Chris was proud of his fitness level. He certainly looked more in shape than some of the other male patrons. Further, he was no stranger to beautiful girlfriends, so he puzzled a bit at the energy he felt watching her lotion him up. Was she really that much more attractive than women he had dated? He decided she was, but that couldn't be it. He could feel it as she rubbed lotion down his sides. His body already anticipating intimacy with any flirting. His expectation confirmed as she slipped her fingers underneath the waistline of his boardshorts in the guise of her lotion application. After the morning he had, even her beauty and proximity hadn't brought him to attention. Still, he liked the casualness of the way she fingered him in his shorts. "Zvenka make ready pamper you soon." She shook the bottle again, "you return favor?" 

Chris set down his drink, gladly took the lotion from her, and squeezed some out into his hand. For her part, Zvenka straightened her posture, bringing herself close enough for him to reach her while lounging. She extended one leg over him, offering it up, and he began to apply the lotion. She was incredibly toned and fit. If simply sitting with her wasn't enough to break through his morning climax coma, rubbing his hands on her was starting to. As he approached her hip, she lifted her bikini string, allowing him to thoroughly reach underneath. She tightened her abs as he ran his hands, newly refreshed with lotion, across her tummy and up her sides. 

He switched to her neck and shoulders and she shifted closer, "Zvenka make better," without any hesitation, she promptly untied her bikini string and slipped it to the bench, revealing her gorgeous breasts and holding them out towards him. Chris took the invitation, massaging her chest thoroughly. They were firm and perfect. Not large by any means, but shapely and nice. He continued onto her arms, and since she left her bikini open he took the opportunity to further admire her shape. She had certainly noticed. She took the lotion bottle and returned it to a place below the lounger, making clear that whether he had finished or not, he was done. She silently stared into his eyes and slipped her hand back into his board shorts. He was back to half mast, but there was still some work cut out for her. She pursed her lips at the challenge, and continued stroking him while offering him a view of her body. She was patient and slow, occasionally leaning in to kiss and suck at his lip. He slipped into a bit of a trace staring into her eyes, and placed a hand up against her face. She kissed it, "time for pamper now, yes?" Chris nodded without thinking. 

Zvenka slid down the lounger and spread his legs before peeling the top of his shorts free. He felt quite exposed, lying out there on the public pool deck with his erection in plain view. He looked around, confirming he wasn't attracting too much attention. A female patron alone on the lounger to his right eyed him hungrily, before looking away. She had dark black hair, and was even bustier than Zvenka. He had the feeling that merely a brief gesture would bring her over. Zvenka slipped her lips down over him, and gently began to twirl him about in his mouth. The sensation was both relaxing and intoxicating, her motions containing no urgency. He still didn't feel ready for the task, but he was enjoying the moment too much to even bother with the thought. 

He lie his head back and didn't know how long he had closed his eyes when he noticed the women on the neighboring lounger was standing over him. She seemed both taller than he expected. A fresh drink was held out towards him while Zvenka continued her pampering unfased. "She seems to have everything she needs. May I offer you something more?" He made no gesture to dissuade her as she leaned over and planted her soft plush lips against him. He responded to the kiss, trying to hold her near him as she pulled away. Zvenka was only now beginning to add some thrusting to her deliberate teasing as she drew him in and out slowly. The raven goddess pulled her top up over her head, and leaned in again. Her bare breasts crushing against his chest as she kissed him deeply, holding his head in hand. 

Zvenka again picked up the pace, and the combination of attentions brought him to an ejaculation that sputtered out in a moment of surprise. As Zvenka released him, the raven goddess peeled herself away and unexpectedly rushed to lick his cock and crotch. Cleaning him up like a cat preening her kitten. The surprise shot had left him still unusually hard, so what started as a cleanup job, turned into a continuation. A moment later she was gently thrusting her lips on him, and while at first he thought there was no way he would come again, just a couple minutes later he was feeling an unusual pressure, and the need to climax was building in him. 

Four minutes later it was almost a throbbing pain. He didn't want to come, he needed to, yet it felt so far away. The muscles in his butt tensed up first, then it spread. Zvenka was simply sitting and enjoying the show as he contorted on the lounger, grabbing at her and the raven haired goddess equally. He could hear a chant in his mind, ohh come, please come. He wanted it badly now. He was momentarily reminded he was sitting out in public at the pool, which was just enough notice for him to force himself quiet. He bit at his lip and ached at the growing discomfort. He still felt her thrusting her lips on him. His muscles had relaxed slightly, but the ache was still there. The look on Zvenka's face showed compassion, "Poor Chris. Zvenka make easier." She turned and issued some subtle gestures. 

A moment later two more equally stunning women walked up on either side of him. He almost couldn't believe this wasn't delirium. He desperately wanted to come. The women exchanged some glances of mutual understanding, then the blond girl and Zvenka began suggestively touching themselves for his benefit. The other girl leaned in to whisper in his ear, "I was jealous over there watching her licking and sucking at your cock. It made me so wet." He glanced at the girl next to Zvenka. Equally beautiful, blond, also trim, she was repeatedly and suggestively stretching her bikini bottoms. "I want to push her out of the way and ride and ride you until I climax over and over. But...Since you seem all tied up, I'll just have to," she paused and gasped, and he noticed she already had one hand down her bottom rubbing herself, "I'll just have to relieve myself." She started breathing heavy and whimpered into his ear as she rubbed at her own clit. He felt his physiology instinctively pacing her progress. 

The girl in his ear telegraphed every sensation of her climax to him, his body was incapable of holding out any longer. He flew over the edge in a torrent of over-stimulation, crying out out and spasming violently as the raven goddess held herself firmly on his cock. As quickly as they had arrived, the two girls walked away with cheery smile and a wave back to him. The raven goddess took her time in again preening every inch of his cock with her tongue before gently replacing his trunks. 

"I'm Vanessa, and we need to get you some nourishment after that display. Would you two care to join me for some lunch?" Chris was floored at the casualness of her transition, and her comfort in her still topless state. At the same time, his stomach ached and let out a grumble that Zvenka chuckled at. They both pulled him from his seat, and he came nose to nose with Vanessa before she squeezed and kissed him softly on the cheek. The feeling of her bare breasts pressing into his chest would have brought a rise out of him in just about any other state, yet he didn't even stir. His mind, however, paid them his full attention. While he walked with them, Vanessa replaced her top mid-stride as if she were simply slipping on a jacket or a hat. 

After finding a suitable seat at the lunch cafe, the girls both excused themselves to freshen up. His mind was spinning, and he could hardly believe his day so far. He found himself hoping for an hour or two without any female sexual attention and then scolded himself for even thinking it.