The Island: Pt. 14 – Girl Talk

THE ISLAND

Part 14: Girl Talk

By Gortmundy.

Barabus smiled as Susan toiled through her lesson. She was doing well, the pronunciation was still pretty woeful, to be honest, but he could see that she had been putting the work in and there was some decent progress.

“That’s not bad at all Susan. Keep this up and might be able to get out of here in just a few weeks. Your pronunciation still needs work, but overall, I’m rather pleased with your progress. How do you feel about it?”

“I won’t lie, Sir, it’s pretty dry stuff.”

“Yea, I know, I wish I could make it more interesting, but needs must and you’re doing well.”

He gave her a sly grin, “My only real concern is that if I ever want to get my hands on that lovely bum of yours, I’m going to have to assign you something really complicated.”

Susan gasped, “You wouldn’t!”

Barabus threw back his head and laughed, “No, I probably wouldn’t, but I’m an old man and I deserve my fantasies, don’t I?”

The blonde girl blushed prettily, “You’re not that old.”

“Ha! Flattery won’t get you off your lesson girl.”

The burly man pondered for a moment, “Tell you what, I’ve got a bit of extra homework for you.”

“Extra homework?”

“Yes, don’t worry about it, it’ll be fun. Tomorrow, I want you to tell me a joke, any joke you like. If you can make me laugh it will be my turn to tell you one. If you can’t then you have to tell me a different one the next day.”

“Like a game?”

“Exactly!”

Susan grinned, “That sounds like fun.”

Barabus looked at her and waited.

“Sir! Dammit, I’m sorry, it’s not deliberate. I’m just not used to it.”

“Well manners maketh the man they say, or in this case the young lady I suppose, but I’m so pleased with your progress today I think I’ll let it slide this time.”

She gave a mock curtsy and chimed in her best schoolgirl voice, “Thank you Mr Barabus.”

He roared in laughter, “That’s the spirit! Illegitimi non carborundum I always say.”

He looked at his watch and sighed, “Ah well, sadly it looks like our time’s up for the day, but Portia has invited me for lunch. You’re obviously very welcome to join us Susan, but one of my ‘rules’ with Portia is that when we dine privately, we try to only speak Bahasa, or Greek I suppose, she’s always on at me to improve my Greek, so I wouldn’t want you to feel left out or bored. What do you say, you up for it?”

“Sure, I can always just stuff my face and keep schtum.”

He grinned, “Well, we shall just have to see about that.”

It was a gorgeous day and as usual, Portia wore her wide-brimmed sun hat and dark glasses as she sat out on the wide veranda. The table was resplendid with all the accoutrement for lunch and there was the marvellous aroma of fresh coffee and chef’s delicious Ikan bakar and siomay.

Portia rose to greet her guests and beamed a smile at Susan, “You came. I’m so glad.”

She waved off the look Barabus gave her, “Yes, I know we should only be chatting in tongues and all that, but I can at least offer a polite greeting to young Susan first, otherwise she might think I’m blathering away in Klingon or something.”

Barabus grinned, “Can you speak Klingon?”

“Of course not silly, can you?”

“Quapla!”

She gave him an old look, “Typical.”

Susan rather enjoyed the lunch, as always, the food was fantastic, and she found herself listening intently to the byplay between the two. She only caught about one word in twenty, but she found herself almost giggling like a schoolgirl every time she was able to add even a word or two to the conversation.

Portia turned to her and spoke very slowly, “How lessons coming?”

Struggling to find the words Susan did her best, “Barnie good teacher.”

Barabus looked at her, “Barnie?”

Susan muttered in English, “Not in class, I can call you what I like.”

He grinned, “Fair enough.”

He turned back to Portia, “Yup, the bimbo’s doing okay.”

Susan gaped at him, “Bimbo?”

“Not in class, I can call you what I like.”

Portia grinned as the two laughed, “I’m not going to ask what he calls me.”

After that brief interlude, the general talk returned to Bahasa. Susan struggled for words but eventually piped up, looking at Portia she spoke slowly, “True him bighit head coffee jug?”

Portia giggled and blushed as she made a throwing motion, “I missed.”

Barabus muttered in English, “Only because I bloody ducked.”

Laughing the tall woman pointed at Barabus and then her posterior, “He smack bum big time.”

Barabus sighed happily, “It was a good day.”

Portia motioned to Susan and spoke in English, “You know you can always ask Natassia for help if you’re stuck.”

“Huh?”

“Natassia, she speaks like a dozen languages, didn’t you know?”

Susan shook her head, “She never mentioned it.”

Portia looked across at Barabus, “How long did it take her to learn the local dialect?”

He looked thoughtful for a moment, Didim Escort “Only took a couple of months to get it to a simple conversational level.”

Susan perked up, “Did you ever tan her ass?”

He grinned, “Sorry Susan, she made me promise not to tell, my lips are sealed.”

“Bugger.”

Portia laughed and continued, “Just don’t get her to try and tutor you. Trust me there’s nothing worse than getting lessons in anything from a significant other. Cassius tried to teach me to drive many years ago. We screamed at each other for about an hour, I slapped him, and we ended up shagging in the back of the car, “she grinned, “I didn’t learn a damned thing about driving, but the make-up sex was good.”

The sun was setting, turning the sky and clouds to burning gold as Susan and Natassia sat on their balcony enjoying both a late dinner and the balmy weather. They had gone down to the kitchens to retrieve the plates and bowls of steaming food and a grinning Rufus had waved them off saying he would bring up dessert for them. Smiling their thanks to him and chef they had returned to Susan’s rooms where they set the table and laid out the plates and carafes of wine.

Susan sipped her wine as she piled delicious-looking starters on her plate.

“Hey, Natassia.”

“Hmm…”

“Am I a slut?”

Natassia grinned mischievously, “Yup.”

“I’m serious!”

“Of course not, why do you ask?”

Susan blushed, “It’s just this place. Did you know I only had sex like maybe a dozen times before I got here and the other day, I got summoned to a guy’s room to give him a blowjob, and I fucking loved it. It got me so hot it was all I could do not to shag him right there and then on the breakfast table.”

“Not sure Kady would have liked that.”

“I’m pretty sure she would have loved it, and joined in. Then there’s us.”

“What’s wrong with us?”

Susan’s blush actually deepened, “Well, we’re at it every chance we get, and I’ve never been so happy.”

Natassia smiled and kissed the blonde gently on the lips, “You know, you sometimes say the nicest things.”

“But am I a slut?”

Natassia shook her head, “No, you’re just somebody who likes sex. And you really like sex with people you really like, if that makes sense.”

“I suppose.”

“Hey, you banged that tutor yet?”

“Good God no, besides, I don’t think he would be comfortable with it. He takes the whole teacher-pupil trust thing pretty seriously.”

“Are his feelings important?”

“Susan looked confused, “Of course they’re important, why wouldn’t they be?”

“Well, if you were the slut that you seem to worry about, I don’t think you would give a shit about anybody’s feelings but your own.”

As they talked Kady arrived with Anton, “Hey guys, dinner ready?”

Natassia grinned, “Sure thing, just grab a plate. You want some soup first?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

“Hey, do you guys think Susan’s a slut? I think she’s starting to worry.”

Susan tried to shush the girl.

Kady gave the blonde a sultry look, “Mmm, I wish.”

Anton just grinned and shook his head, “I’m not touching this with a ten-foot barge pole.”

Natassia pointed at his crotch and laughed, “Well you certainly touched it with another kind of pole!”

Susan gave a groan while Anton blushed and tried to concentrate on his soup.

Helen and Margaret arrived carrying more plates of food. “Hey, peeps, what we talking about?”

“Oh, we’re just wondering if Susan’s a slut.”

Kady pointed a bread roll at the blonde and laughed, “Holy shit, I didn’t think it was possible to blush that much.”

Despite the embarrassment, Susan couldn’t suppress a grin as the others laughed and chided her, and each other amiably. Margaret laughed, “I thought it was Kady who was supposed to be the resident tart?”

Kady gave a lazy wave of her hand and replied haughtily, “Well, it’s only fair to give others a chance to shine now and again.”

Spooning some shrimp salad onto her plate she looked across at Natassia, “Hey how did the other night go? I hear my little stud-muffin did good.”

Anton almost choked on a dumpling while the brunette turned an interesting shade of pink. She looked across at the young man and smiled, “It was epic, he gave me a really great time.”

The other girls cheered, and Anton gave a boyish grin as his embarrassment was only slightly overshadowed by a burst of male pride. He struggled for words, “Well, it wasn’t exactly a chore with a hottie like Natassia.”

This gained him another cheer, but Natassia waved a drumstick at him as she hugged Susan, “Mind you, I’m not swapping my blonde bombshell for your boyish good looks no matter how good you are in the sack.”

Kady laughed, “We can do swapsies. I’ll let you borrow him if you pass me blondie from time to time.”

“Good deal,” muttered the brunette as Susan playfully swatted her on the backside.

“I’m right here,” protested Anton.

Feigning innocence Margaret casually asked, “So how many blowjobs does she Didim Escort Bayan owe you now Anton?”

Susan groaned again.

“Two,”

Susan looked up, “Thought it was three?”

“Well, it was but Kady bullied me into giving her another one. She did terrible things to me until I caved in.”

“I bet.”

Helen slid a look at Kady as she suggestively piped up, “Oh, are they good then?”

“Holy shit they’re fucking fantastic,” sighed Kady dreamily before realising she had spoken out loud.

Susan helplessly buried her face in her hands in surrender.

“Hey Kady, next chance you get try spanking her,” offered Natassia helpfully, “she really likes that.”

“Oh, for fucks sake,” groaned the blonde as she kept her face buried in her hands. The others laughed and Natassia gave her a playful hug.

“Don’t fret Susan we all have our little fetishes,” offered Helen, “with me it’s my earlobes. If any guy strokes my earlobes I damned near orgasm on the spot and I can’t keep my hands off him. I once dragged a guy into a broom closet in the local library because he stroked my earlobe. You should have seen the look the librarian gave us when we came out.”

Kady poured wine for everyone and nodded in agreement, “Yea, with me it’s, and you can just plug your ears now Anton, it’s when he grabs my hair. Not tugs it mind, I’m not a masochist, but when he gets a good firm grip that is sooo hot.”

Natassia pointed, “I knew a girl like that, same thing, she just loved getting shagged with a guy having a good handful of her hair. Maybe it’s a dominance thing.”

Susan gave the brunette a nudge, “What about you then you little minx?”

Natassia blushed, “I love it when somebody strokes my ass. It’s like an electric shock that goes right through me. That night we were playing strip poker and Anton ran his hand over my bum I damned near raped him on the spot, and I’m not even into guys that much.”

Kady laughed, “You should have said! I would have shared.”

“Well, I didn’t like to impose.”

The laughter was interrupted by a light knock on the door. Helen was closest and opened it to find Portia standing there clutching a bottle of wine with an almost shy look on her face.

“Sorry, sorry, I hope I’m not interrupting or anything, it’s just, it’s well, I was up there having dinner on my own and I could hear all this laughter down here and well,..” she shrugged helplessly.

Portia had half expected an awkward silence, but the girls cheered.

“Come on in!”

“Is that more booze? See told you she was great.”

“There’s always room for one more.”

“That’s what Kady says all the time anyway.”

“Hey, I heard that.”

Susan gave the woman a brilliant smile and led her to the table, “Make room there Anton, somebody pass a plate.”

Helen turned to her with a smile and passed a slice of dessert, “We were just talking about fetishes. I think it’s Margaret’s turn, but you’re next. Come on Margaret, cough up!”

The redhead’s cheeks flushed but she grinned, “Well, I only recently found out that Sergio can make me come just by massaging the soles of my feet. It’s awesome.”

Portia smiled dreamily, “I’ve had a massage from Sergio.” Seeing the look from Margaret she almost stammered, “I didn’t sleep with him I promise!”

Margaret tried to look upset, but gave up and burst out laughing, “Sorry, I’m just messing with you. But it’s your turn. What gets you going, Portia?”

The older woman touched the base of her neck, “Getting kissed about there. When Cassius kisses me there and I can feel the warmth of his breath, especially if he’s got his arms around me, well what can I say? I just melt.”

Natassia grinned, “Hey, did you know Susan has the hots for Cassius?”

Susan poked her in the ribs, “Hoi! Is it ‘Embarrass Susan Day’?”

Kady joined in, “Nah, that’s tomorrow when I get my blowjob.”

Portia looked back and forth between the two, “Firstly, quite right Susan, the guy’s a total fox. But secondly, blowjob?”

Helen turned to Portia, “Ohhh, you don’t know about ‘the deal’ do you?”

This time Susan, Natassia and Anton all groaned with embarrassment.

“It’s for services rendered,” chimed Kady,

Portia grinned, “Oh this I have got to hear.”

Later, in the darkness of Susan’s bedroom, she and Natassia were coiled together under the blankets. Natassia had her back to the blonde and had snuggled in so that Susan could feel the warmth of her body and the delightful curves of her ass pressed against her. The brunette was breathing softly as the blonde gently stroked her breasts.

“Natassia”

“Mmmmm…?”

“You don’t mind the blowjob thing, do you? I don’t even know why I said it, I just really wanted you to have a good time.”

“You enjoying it?”

Susan felt herself colour, “A bit.”

“Then I don’t mind. As long as at the end of the day my preciousss returns to me.”

Susan giggled, “Hmm, now you mention it I can see the resemblance between you and Smeagol.”

“Bitch.”

“Cow.”

Natassia Escort Didim rolled over languidly, “Give us a kiss then.”

Eyes sparkling Susan lowered her head until their lips met.

Kady screamed; she couldn’t help it. She clutched Susan’s blonde hair almost desperately as her entire body shook in orgasm. “HOLY FUUUUCK!”

Susan lifted her face from between the girl’s trembling thighs and gave her a wicked grin, “Was that good for you?”

Kady couldn’t help herself, she hauled the blonde girl up, wrapped her arms around her and kissed her passionately on the mouth. After a long moment she broke off with a gasp, “Oh God, I’m sorry Susan, I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”

“You don’t hear me complaining, do you?”

“No, but it just felt like I was going behind Natassia’s back a little.”

“After what I just did, I think we’re okay, besides Natassia knows where we are and what I’m doing.”

“You’re sure?”

Susan stroked her face, “It’s okay, truly. But it’s really sweet that you’re thinking about her.”

She paused, “Why did the kiss bother you? After what we just did.”

Kady bit her lip and looked almost bashful, “Well, the sex is great, but I meant the kiss.”

The blonde stretched like a cat before reaching for her dress, “I’ve got to go though, I’ve such a lot of studying to do.”

Seeing the look in Kady’s eyes she paused, “What?”

Kady grinned, “I’ve sort of got something for you. Here put this on.”

The bathrobe was a sheer diaphanous thing and when Kady led the girl out onto the balcony and down the steps towards the pool the sunlight rendered it almost transparent.

Susan gasped in protest, “Kady, this bloody thing is totally see-through, I’m practically naked!”

“Mmmm, it’s wonderful.”

She led the blonde to the hot tubs at the far side of the pool. Anton and Rufus looked up from the bubbling, swirling water and grinned in appreciation at the sight. “Wow, you both look incredible.”

Susan felt herself flush slightly as the two men ran their eyes appreciatively over her curves.

Kady gently ushered the girl into the hot water and whispered with a smile, “Well, you still ‘owe’ two blowjobs, and I just happened to find these two men loafing about, so I wondered if you would like to fool around a little with us and well, you know?”

Susan felt the thrill of excitement and a warm tingle between her legs, she muttered a half-hearted protest as she allowed Kady to lead her into the tub, “Oh, I really shouldn’t, I’ve got so much work to do.”

Kady murmured, “I shouldn’t kiss and tell, but I’ve had a couple of threesomes with Rufus and Anton before,” she rolled her eyes in appreciation, “you should know that Rufus is rather well endowed.”

She gently nudged the blonde towards the handsome barman as she slid alongside Anton and wrapped her arms about him.

Rufus slipped his arm around the blond and gently pulled her close. As he kissed her neck he murmured, “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I’m not holding you to any silly bargain and if you like, I’ll walk you back to your room.”

He grinned, “Besides, just seeing you dressed like that is reward enough for me.”

“Did you like what you saw?” she whispered hoarsely as he continued to kiss her throat.

“You’re beautiful.”

Susan slipped her hand down between the man’s legs and her fingers brushed what felt like an iron bar. She giggled, “Oh my.”

The young man blushed self-consciously, “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

The blonde drew a breath, “Well, I’m not going down there, I’ll either drown or get boiled like an egg. I’ll just have to think of something else.”

Susan slipped one leg over his hips and straddled the man, reaching down she guided his penis until the tip was nudging the entrance to her sex. Carefully she began to lower herself and she released a pent-up breath as she felt his hardness enter her.

Feeling his girth fill her she whispered, “Gently, ooh, gently.”

Looking sideways she saw that Kady was already bouncing up and down on Anton like he was a sexy trampoline. The dark-skinned girl looked back with a grin and nodded at Rufus, “Good, isn’t he?”

Susan could only moan as she lowered herself until she had accepted his full length inside her and she found herself whimpering in pleasure when after a moment Rufus began to slowly and gently raise and lower her hips, “Ohhhh…”

Kady chuckled.

It was some hours later when Susan finally made it back to her rooms. She felt tender, well used, but very well satisfied. Thinking back, she realised that she hadn’t let a man touch her sex since that evil day when she had been abused by Cortez and his men and she nodded to herself, strangely happy. She didn’t think the black memories would ever truly leave her, but they had faded, and she was glad to push them even further away.

Wincing at her tenderness she giggled.

“Well, I’m glad somebody’s happy.”

Susan looked up and saw Natassia sitting unsmiling at one end of the couch. She had a laptop on the coffee table in front of her and her fingers drummed rhythmically against the arm of the couch.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I should have been back ages ago but Kady…”

“Never mind Kady. I want you to explain this.”