Pleasure Island

by TG Haynes

  Most of the new items in question were pleasure toys. Given the exotic designs of some of these, she sometimes found it a challenge to work out how they should be used. And then, when she did finally twig, she found herself giggling as she realised which part of the anatomy the device was designed to stimulate. That said, the range of Electro sex toys left her completely baffled, although some of the attachments and appendages were highly intriguing.

  Leaving the Electro aisle behind, Nikki found herself wandering along a section of shelving that contained toys that were much more familiar to her, namely, vibrators and dildos. Even so, she had never seen so much variation, not only in terms of size, but of colour also. There were clear ones, black ones, pink ones, cream ones, purple ones, red ones, cerise ones. And as for the texture, most of them practically begged to be touched. The new jelly ones in particular were delightfully pliable and tactile.

  As she toyed with a particularly large vibrator, the store’s manageress came across and asked if she needed any help. Nikki turned, vibrator still in hand. Noting her selection, the woman smiled approvingly and remarked, ‘An excellent choice if I may say so.’

  ‘Thanks,’ Nikki replied.

  ‘But this is my personal favourite,’ the manageress said, picking up a purple double-ended dildo. Holding the object in one hand, the woman caressed it affectionately with the other. Glancing around to make sure that they weren’t within earshot of anyone else in the store, she lowered her voice a notch and whispered, ‘I treated myself to one when I split up with my ex-boyfriend a couple of months back. I know it’s kind of wrong of me to say, but I haven’t really missed him that much.’

  Nikki looked on, mesmerized, as the beautiful, sultry, voluptuous brunette continued to stroke the toy. The way she ran her fingers up and down the shaft of the object was hypnotic. She then curled the dildo into a large “U” and began to tease the tips of it between her thumbs and fingers.

  It didn’t take a great leap of the mind’s eye to imagine that the manageress had a large cock in each hand and was slowly wanking them off simultaneously. In fact, it reached the point where Nikki half expected a torrent of spunk to gush from the dildo, so expert were the girl’s attentions.

  Trying her hardest to blank out the image and return to the here and now, Nikki remarked, ‘I thought those were designed to be used with someone else.’

  ‘They are,’ the manageress replied.

  As she realised what the woman was implying, Nikki wasn’t sure whether to giggle or blush. Deciding it was time to change the topic of conversation, she placed the vibrator that she had been holding back on the shelf. ‘Actually, what I’m really after is something to wear this weekend. You see, I’ve been invited to a rather special venue.’

  ‘And you want to make a splash, right? Here, let me show you our premier collection of lingerie.’ The manageress put the purple dildo back on display, then guided Nikki to the front of the store. The underwear in that section truly was spectacular: a vast array of bras, basques, briefs, G-strings, knickers, and thongs. ‘The items here are all from our brand new range.’

  ‘So if I opted for something on display here, you reckon I’d be the only one wearing it?’

  ‘I couldn’t guarantee it, but I’d say there’d be a fair chance. We only received the stock yesterday.’

  Nikki was immediately drawn to a simple yet eye-catching set. At first, she took the bra and panties to be white; however, on closer inspection she realised they were in fact a subtle champagne colour. As she lifted the hanger off the rail, she noticed the price tag and winced.

  ‘You see the decoration on the top of the cup? It’s lace, hence the price,’ the manageress explained.’

  The material was amazing: so soft and delicate, fragile almost. Nikki could easily imagine how it would feel brushing against her skin, cupping her breasts.

  Sensing her hesitation, the woman added, ‘Would you like to see this set modelled?’

  Nikki didn’t understand. ‘How’s that possible?’

  ‘I’m wearing one,’ the brunette whispered.

  Nikki’s heart began to thump in her chest and she found herself replying, ‘Why not?’

  With that, the manageress led Nikki to the fitting rooms at the back of the shop. As the store was quiet that afternoon, the pair had the area to themselves. They stepped into one of the booths, then the brunette closed the door behind them. As she took off her top, the manageress brushed against Nikki in such a way that, even though they were in a small space, she couldn’t help but wonder if it had been accidental or not. The woman then turned her back and reached for the zip on her skirt. Her hands fumbled as it seemed to catch on the material.

  ‘I don’t suppose you could give me a hand, could you?’

  ‘No problem,’ Nikki replied, reaching for the zip as she did so. She lowered it, unclasped the button, and slid the skirt to the floor. She couldn’t help but admire the manageress’ fantastic, curvy bottom. Sensing this, the girl wiggled her buttocks. It was all Nikki could do not to reach out, take hold of a cheek in each hand, and caress them.

  The manageress turned around, looked Nikki directly in the eye, and said, ‘Well, what do you think?’

  ‘I think you look amazing … I mean, the bra and panties, I think they look amazing.’

  ‘Thank you.’ The brunette took her full breasts in her hands and lowered the bra cups, revealing her nipples. ‘We also do the bra in a half cup, which has this kind of effect. I just thought I’d show you. You don’t mind, do you?’

  Nikki’s pulse rate began to soar, but she kept her voice calm as she replied, ‘Of course not.’

  It wasn’t easy, though, for all sorts of lascivious thoughts raced through her mind. What was the matter with her? She found herself desperately fighting the urge to kiss each of the brunette’s breasts in turn. The way the girl’s nipples were standing to attention, it was clear that she was aroused. Her flesh looked so sensuous and inviting.

  As if to tempt Nikki even further, the manageress said, ‘Do you remember that purple dildo I showed you earlier?’

  ‘How could I forget it?’ Nikki replied, breathlessly.

  ‘If you wanted to go and fetch it, I could show you how it works, if you like.’

  Almost immediately, Nikki was picturing the girl inserting one end of the thick dildo into her pussy and inviting her to do the same with the other. It would slide between her thighs oh so easily and then … Well, the possibilities were endless.

  Nikki closed her eyes, counted to ten, re-opened them, and replied, ‘Thanks, that’s really kind of you, but I’d better pass.’

  ‘Are you sure?’

  Nikki simply nodded in reply. It had reached the point where she hardly trusted herself to speak for fear of what she might say. She was just about to step out of the booth when the manageress asked, ‘What about the bra and panties?

  ‘Yes!’ Nikki gasped.

  ‘Pardon?’

  ‘Yes, I’ll take them, thank you.’

  The woman coughed, suddenly looking embarrassed, and said, ‘Er, you won’t mention any of this to anyone, will you? I’d hate you to think that I go around acting like this all of the time, it’s just that …’

  ‘What?’

  ‘Well, you’re so beautiful.’

  Though she usually found direct comments a little embarrassing, Nikki didn’t on this occasion and merely smiled at the girl. ‘Of course I won’t mention anything.’

  To show that she was fine with what had, or rather hadn’t, just taken place, Nikki went to give the girl a quick peck on the cheek. Somehow, she managed to miss the target and her lips brushed against the brunette’s. The pair kissed, gently, caressing as they did so. Once again Nikki found it extremely thrilling to share such a highly charged moment with another woman – however, before matters really got out of hand, she pulled away. ‘No offence, but I …’

  The manageress grinned sheepishly. ‘None taken. I understand.’

  Tempted th
ough she was to stay, Nikki decided to vacate the booth. Before leaving the shop, she browsed through Regal’s swimwear section and selected a psychedelic rainbow bikini that she somehow thought might be appropriate for her exotic destination. On taking it to the till, Nikki found the brunette waiting for her. She very much approved of Nikki’s choice.

  As the girl rang up the items, Nikki asked, ‘I don’t suppose you’ve ever met the big boss by any chance?’

  ‘Once or twice.’

  ‘Really? What’s she like?’ Nikki asked.

  ‘Gosh, where do I begin? Roxanna is –’ the woman racked her brain for the apposite phrase ‘– very much her own woman.’

  ‘A good employer?’

  ‘The best.’

  ‘What makes you say that?’

  ‘She genuinely seems to care about all of her staff, plus, she treats you as a human being rather than just a number. Added to that, there are the staff parties.’

  ‘Tell me more,’ Nikki said.

  ‘Well, every year, Roxanna hires out a huge arena venue in London. Everyone’s invited, all expenses paid. It’s a fab night, but the real fun and games start with the raffle.’

  ‘Raffle?’ It hardly sounded wild or debauched.

  ‘God, yes, the tickets are like gold dust,’ the brunette said.

  ‘How come?’ Nikki asked.

  ‘Well,’ the woman explained, ‘six lucky winners get to go on an all-expenses-paid trip to Her Highness’ private island.’

  ‘I don’t suppose you’ve ever won?’

  The girl suddenly became rather coy. ‘Maybe.’

  ‘Do tell.’

  The brunette stared into the middle distance for a second, as if she was recalling an extremely happy memory. She shook her head and refocused. ‘Sorry, I’m afraid that stays between me and the boss.’

  Realising that she wasn’t going to get anything else out of the manageress, Nikki thanked her, then left the shop.

  Through a mixture of excitement and nerves, Nikki tossed and turned for much of that Thursday night as her subconscious ran riot. In her dreams, Roxanna’s servants all donned loincloths, similar to those worn by Tarzan. As to the antics they got up to, it was little wonder that she felt agitated when the alarm woke her. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. It couldn’t be 3 a.m. already, surely? She vaguely hoped that she had mis-set the alarm clock. No such luck. Realising it was time to get up, reluctantly Nikki dragged herself out of bed and stumbled into the shower. As the refreshing water cascaded over her body, she started to feel a little more with it. It didn’t take her very long to work up a lather with the shower gel. Perhaps it was due to her erotic dreams, but whatever the reason, she really enjoyed washing her breasts that morning, lingering over them slightly longer than was necessary.

  In no time at all, she began to feel aroused. As the warm water washed the soapy bubbles off her nipples, she rubbed the shower gel around her lower stomach, pelvis, thighs and bottom. This didn’t help matters in the slightest and led to her feeling more turned on than ever. Though she knew she hadn’t much time to play with, Nikki couldn’t resist massaging her clit. She’d always loved the sensation of water on her skin, and even more so when it pattered against the back of her hand as her right middle finger nuzzled against her sweet spot. Applying a gentle pressure, she teased and tantalized herself. To her delight, within a matter of moments, Nikki knew that she was on the verge of coming. She pressed against the nub of her clitoris even harder. The intensity of the orgasm took her by surprise and she revelled in the sensation.

  When her pussy finally stopped tingling, she grinned somewhat self-consciously. She guessed it was a hangover from her youth, but she always felt slightly guilty when she pleasured herself.

  Grabbing her towel, Nikki turned the shower off then retreated to her bedroom. She certainly felt much more awake now. Toast and cereal helped to dispel feelings of tiredness even further, as did the first cup of black coffee of the day. While sipping the drink, she deliberated long and hard about what to wear for the occasion. She decided on a smart black business dress that rested just above the knee. Rather than the usual black tights she tended to wear with it, she opted for stockings. Formal though her attire was, Nikki had always found there to be something decidedly sexy about dressing in black. For a change, she swept her hair up and decided to pin it back. Admiring the overall effect in the mirror, she was quite pleased with it. As she gave a final experimental twirl, the doorbell rang.

  Hastily, Nikki grabbed her suitcase and travel bag, quickly checked around her flat to make sure that she hadn’t forgotten anything, and then made her way downstairs. The driver of the car that had been sent to pick her up was waiting at the door. He introduced himself as Tony. He took Nikki’s bags, loaded them into the boot of the vehicle, and then they set off. She was amazed to find that, even at this time of the morning, the M4 was already quite busy. Thankfully, nearly all of the traffic was heading in the opposite direction, into the city. The westbound carriageway was virtually empty. As she lounged back in the luxurious leather seats, she caught the driver glancing at her in the rear-view mirror. It didn’t take her long to realise that he had deliberately adjusted the angle of it to enable him to admire her slender legs. Rather than berate him for his cheek, Nikki pretended that she hadn’t noticed. Enjoyable as her early-morning orgasm in the shower had been, it hadn’t entirely satisfied her. Still feeling very aroused, she began to play up to Tony. She deliberately wiggled around in her seat, which made the hemline of her dress ride up her thighs even more to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her stocking tops. The car swerved across one of the white lines as Tony found his attention torn between the view on offer in the rear of the vehicle and the road in front of him.

  ‘Is anything the matter?’ she asked innocently.

  ‘No, miss,’ Tony replied.

  ‘Are you sure? It’s just that you seem rather distracted.’

  ‘Not at all.’

  Tony allowed a few minutes to elapse before sneaking another look. Nikki decided it was time to give him a real treat. Gazing resolutely out of the window, to fool him into thinking that he was watching unobserved, she allowed her skirt to ride up her thighs until her sleek black panties were clearly visible. Almost distractedly, she brushed her right hand against them, her middle finger gently toying with edge of the material. Gradually, she eased it aside and traced her finger around her neatly trimmed pussy. Tony slowed the car down considerably so he could keep glancing back and forth between the road and the show that was taking place behind him. Nikki circled her finger around and around, up and down, teasing both Tony and herself in the process. One minute she would be stroking the tip of her clit, the next her fingers would trace the outer folds of flesh. Deciding that Tony had been tormented enough, she slipped a finger inside herself. Her pussy was already really moist and she knew that it wouldn’t take long to bring herself to climax.

  Opening her legs wider as she pleasured herself, Nikki wondered if she could tempt Tony to stop the car and join in. She ached to feel a lovely cock satisfy her pussy once more. She began to wonder what Tony’s looked like: whether it was short and thick, long and slim, or shapely and well defined. These thoughts aroused her even further, and so she slipped a second finger inside herself, stifling a gasp as she did so. Her pace quickened, her legs began to quiver, her thighs tensed, and her second orgasm of the day pulsed through her pretty pink pussy. Nikki let her fingers linger where they rested for a good minute or so before withdrawing them. Raising them towards her lips, she stopped at the last second. Her hand changed direction and she offered it to Tony. ‘Would you care to do the honours?’

  Tony needed no second bidding. He brought the car to a halt on the hard shoulder. With relish, he twisted around, took her fingers between his lips, and sucked the sweet juice from them. Easing her seat belt off, Nikki parted her thighs invitingly. ‘You don’t have to make do with my fingers.’

  Tony took a few deep breaths, glanced skywards an
d crossed himself in a gesture that harked back to his Catholic upbringing. ‘I’d love to, miss, but we are a bit pushed for time and if we arrive late, I don’t reckon I’d be flavour of the month. So would you forgive me if I passed?’

  Though a trifle disappointed, she replied, ‘Yes, of course I will.’

  ‘Maybe some other time?’ he asked, rather cheekily.

  ‘Maybe,’ Nikki said, adjusting her skirt as he pulled away.

  Chapter Five

  Flight

  Disappointingly, as far as Nikki was concerned, the remainder of the journey passed without incident. The seats in the back of the car were so luxurious she began to doze. Her dreams centred upon the island paradise that awaited her. She had never been to the Caribbean and knew little about the area other than what she’d picked up from TV documentaries.

  The island on which Roxanna resided was so tiny it wasn’t even included on some of the maps. Before Roxanna had purchased it, the place had been uninhabited. While she slumbered, Nikki imagined that the island had got lost in time. Her subconscious threw up pictures of dense jungles, isolated beaches, and strange creatures, all of which were throwbacks to an ancient prehistoric age.

  Nikki dreamt about what it would be like to explore the island. She pictured herself in a furry bikini – very much like the one Raquel Welch wore in One Million Years B.C. – striding around her domain. Something roared in the distance. What on earth could it be? A dinosaur? A lion? A tiger? No doubt it was some untamed beast. Deciding it was time to go and investigate, she set off in search of adventure.

  She hadn’t gone far when she came to a small clearing. Matt Darnley was standing there wearing an extremely skimpy loincloth. Nikki complimented her imagination on such an excellent choice of attire. On spotting her, he came over immediately. The unidentified creature roared once again, the forest reverberating with the sound. Matt grabbed her right arm in a protective manner. Nikki thrilled at his touch. In the dream, he guided her into a nearby cave where they could shelter until the creature had passed.