CHAPTER 1

 

Jon Zokor was alive and very well as he relaxed in the air bus that was bringing him to the dream vacation spot that he'd been anticipating for months. It was the summer of 2344 and all was right with the world. Almost everything was either hydrogen or solar powered and pollution was a faint memory in the historical annals. To be sure it was still far from a perfect world but they'd come a long way in just a few hundred years.

It wasn't everybody that could afford a long visit on FantaPussy Island. The resort had been in existence for almost a hundred years and according to their advertising, each generation of service personnel were more talented and promiscuous than the previous one. There were four Islands of course. The huge corporation now known as Exxon Plus owned and had developed these islands for the playground that the rich and famous regularly sported in. To be sure, sometimes when a more employee performed some task far beyond the expected or a commoner won the lottery, the lucky slug would get the experience of his entire existence here at the resort of his choice.

There was the original resort, FantaPussy Island of course. It was designed for the heterosexual male and the Island teamed with genetically enhanced female socialators who provided any and all erotic skills that any man has ever dreamed of. The resort was always filled to capacity but there were at least two women for every male that set foot on that lush paradise. It lay in the southern Mediterranean protected from storms and tidal waves. It was like eternal summer there, it being so close to Egypt and the ancient port of Alexandria. The entire Island had been artificially constructed at great cost in the previous century. But according to Exxon Plus execs, it had been worth every penny. If they needed to influence a politician they would simply send him to FantaPussy Island. If that bribable politician happened to be gay he would go to FantaGay Island. Many of the politicians and executives were women and the straight gals would go to FantaCock Island where they could be serviced with double and even triple penetration to their slutty hearts content. The final Island was FantaLez where gay women got it on with other girls for some of the most disgusting and depraved sensual encounters ever witnessed. Jon knew because some of the full length Fanta Island advertisements were available on vid cubes which showed FantaLez female socialators performing every conceivable act of the filthiest possible vaginal and anal tricks ever attempted by mortal woman.

Not that the other islands couldn't boast similar achievements in carnal depravity but Jon would still shake his head in disbelief when he saw a cube flick from FantaLez Island. So there were four islands lodged safely in the Med. No matter what your sexual preference was, assuming you had one and virtually everyone did, you could enjoy anything and everything ever dreamed of on one of these islands.

To be sure, there were other excellent resorts around the world, however, those inferior sex workers were considered as amateurs when compared to the highly trained and genetically engineered servants that were the rich world's playthings.

 

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The luxury air liner slid quietly onto the landing pad and in moments Jon was conducted to the exit. It turned out to be a long, tube like corridor with a slide walk that carried him to the reception area. He knew what to expect because he'd seen so many of those exciting ads back at his office. It was a rule of thumb that the "great corporation" whichever one it happened to be, kept their officers tantalized by these erotic glimpses into this paradise of luxurious carnality. .

As he got off the moving walkway and approached the glowing, platinum encased front desk area, a very healthy looking blonde lady approached him.

Her smile was warm, welcoming and definitely inviting. "Mr. Zokor, welcome to FantaPussy Island. I hope you're stay here will be enjoyable and memorable. My name is Lana Brooks. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine, Lana."

She returned his smile with a dazzler. She was tall, perhaps five feet ten inches and she was perfectly proportioned. Her thin, cotton blouse accented rather than hid her busty tits that practically burst from beneath the fabric. Her very skimpy skirt showed off a pair of slender, sexy legs that instantly made him hard. She smiled even more seductively as she noticed him noticing her impressive physical assets.

"I'm your guide and full time hostess Jon. I'm here to make absolutely sure that all your needs and desires are promptly and completely fulfilled."

"Wow Lana, you are quite the eye full!"

She was just inches from him now. Jon smelled the pleasant aroma of her floral scented perfume. It was both musky and fragrant and he found it intoxicating as she replied to his compliment.

"Why thank you Jon. I'm glad you like what you see. We always try to make the perfect match for a visitor's profile and they selected me to entertain you based upon the questionnaire that you filled out for us."

He recalled the electronic form that he'd spent two hours filling out. To the best of his knowledge he'd answered as truthfully as he was able but when it came to sex without any boundaries how could you really know what your limits were? How could you imagine in what ways your body and soul would react when overwhelmed by the most luscious pampering of exceptionally trained and skilled sex professionals who could indulge any taste and offer every delight?

Without conscious thought, his hand entwined hers. She was warm, soft and that perfume was making his head begin to whirl. Lana must have read his mind because a moment later, she gave him a long embrace and a very expressive kiss. "Welcome to FantaPussy Island love. Would you like to have a look see before I take you to your suite?"

"Sure Lana, anything you say."

They left the reception area with an arm around each other's waist. She was so perfect for him. He was six feet tall and muscular with long brown hair and flashing gray eyes. His features were well chiseled and almost Italian in appearance. He lived in Athens a lot of the year as his corporation was spread over the globe like most of the others. The rest of the time he spent in Florida soaking up the sun whenever he had the opportunity. As a result he was well tanned and quite healthy from a lot of exercise and an exceptionally fine diet. He was a bit of a health freak but then how could you enjoy wild sex parties to the full if you weren't physically fit?

"Over here is the pool Jon. As you can see, many of our guests like to interact with the girls out in the open."

He watched in admiration as two foxy looking brunettes were sitting on a guy. One was bucking up and down servicing his big cock with her pussy while the other was grinding her cunt on his face, providing him with excellent quality vaginal caressing.

"That's Nina and Laura, they just love working together as a team and our guest seems to be enjoying himself, doesn't he?"

Jon smirked, "God! Look at that slut go! She's one real hot baby doll. If he doesn't like that foxy tramp, he should be shipped to fucking Siberia!"

The busty blonde guide laughed as she tactfully propelled him forward. Another lecherous guest was ramming a sweet, petite red head. The little bitch was screaming with unbridled bliss as he plundered her pussy from above. Her shapely legs were pushed way back. It looked like she was almost bent in half as her patron grunted away, thrusting deep into her convulsing cunt as if his very life depended on this thrilling interplay. The red head was lying on a bright yellow mattress. It was one of many that were lying around the pool, obviously supplied for such purposes.

"That's Nancy! She's quite a naughty little youngster. She just turned 18 and it's her first summer as a fully licensed socialator. You can tell she really enjoys her work."

"Yeah, I can see that. Be happy in your work." Nancy was now gripping the client's bare ass, forcing him to stud her with very vicious strokes. Her tits were cupped by his hands and as Jon watched with obvious interest, she stuck her dainty toes into her new lover's eager, sucking mouth.

"Oh yes, she's such a little foxy vixen Jon! If you like cute red headed sluts, perhaps you might wish to enjoy all of her tight young body. She'll have to clean up first of course."

Jon snickered, "Of course." They continued on and moments later, the new guest was entranced by yet another site of sexual wonder. "Oh my God! Look at that!"

He turned his guide to the right and there not ten feet away was a well endowed black male vigorously screwing a very girlish looking platinum blonde up her writhing anus. He'd forced her to ride him from on top and she was squirming and screaming as her tiny ass hole was stretched and forced full of that thick dark meat. The black man's face was covered by an equally girlish looking nymph. His fist was in her cunt and it looked to Jon as if he were teething her clit. The little black haired mulatto was moaning as her sex was pried open and lavishly stimulated.

"Look at those two turbo sluts go Jon! They just love it. Annie is such a little brownie pig!" She shouted at the mulatto, "Hump that fist slut!"

Annie grinned at Lana, "He's so fucking good Lana! I've already had him up my ass! He's great!"

Lana smirked while she whispered in Jon's ear. "Tina's the blonde! She a superb anal whore and as you can see, she can take any size up her little bum hole. She's really a very naughty trickster. If you took Tina and the hot little red head Nancy, at the same time, they'd ball you to kingdom cum!"

So it went. As they proceeded around the huge pool, Jon saw one little orgy after another. Most of the time the man was being serviced by two shameless bimbos, but in one case he saw a stud dallying with three. The air was filled with the sound of some very pleasant electronic music, interjected with the sporadic cries and squeals of men and women in extreme passion.

"You can come out to the pool anytime you like, Jon after I've gotten you settled. You just pick out the chicks you want to fuck with as you please. They will all spread their holes open for you, anytime, day or night."

Eventually, they left the pool area and entered a small, single story building. "This is the gym and I think you'll find it very interesting."

Lana led Jon into a huge room. There were several couples on work out mats. One well muscled man was holding a sexy honey blonde upside down holding her in a sixty nine position while he stood erect. She was eagerly sucking his cock while he ate her entire crotch.

Another man was ramming a busty, black haired Latina from behind. She lay flat on her belly, splayed open on a massage bench with her groin strategically placed right at the edge so he could do her from a standing position.

Another guy was being methodically massaged by a lovely Asian whore's mouth while he lifted weights in time to her succulent, sucking strokes.

"Jon laughed, "I see these guys are getting a real work out."

Lana leaned against him, "Yes, some of our clients love to fulfill their fantasies about doing some chick in a gym. By the nature of what is done here, it's usually one on one action. This isn't as popular as the pool or some of the other sporting activities, but this gym has its moments."

As he watched, the upside down slut had her mouth and face showered with a huge cock burst. The man sank to the mat, obviously enjoying the inevitable results of the horny tart's wicked fellatio.

"Yeah, I see what you mean Lana. What's next?"

"You'll see!" Lana smirked and then she nibbled his ear lobe. She whispered, "I'm gonna show you something really hot! It's an orgy in full swing!"

They soon reached another gleaming building and after crossing a hallway they entered a large room. It had a carpet that must have been six inches thick. All around the floor he could see couples and threesomes joined together in every imaginable position, straining and groaning with the effort of attaining carnal ecstasy. Lana did not need to say anything. She just held Jon against her voluptuous flank and let him watch the animals play. Girls were screaming with bliss as their holes were driven into by huge, ferociously slamming cocks. Others were having their pussies and ass holes fingered and licked and all the guys looked like they were on cloud fifty or higher. While Jon ogled the sexual carnival, he clearly saw cum squirting out of an anus or a blow job being finished with ropes of milky spunk coating some hungry slut's mouth and face. To his surprise, even when some spouting penis juiced off it didn't get soft. It just kept lunging up or down into whatever whore's hot hole happened to be servicing the male client at the moment.

A middle aged man with blonde hair casually got up from a gasping black bimbo and mounted an Asian looking chick. There was quite a bit of swapping going on. Seconds later, the abandoned black girl with cum dribbling out of her cunt, was mounted by a short, ugly dude. He just put his cock into her in one quick thrust and began a wild ride. Jon figured that there wasn't a clean hole left. It looked to him like every chick's cunt and ass hole must be oozing cum from some hot customer or two or three.

"You see Jon, at these orgy parties, you can take as many girls as you wish. It's not uncommon for men to go all out for twelve even fourteen hours straight. They tend to lose all track of time here."

Jon remarked dryly, "I can't imagine why."

Lana giggled, "What a sense of humor you have. I'm gonna like you."

Lana could feel Jon trembling and she knew from experience that he needed more than mere spectacle. She knew it was time for her to release and sooth his tension. "Would you like to see your room now Jon?"

As their little walk had proceeded, Jon had no trouble feeling Lana's warm body under her very skimpy blouse. His cock had long since gotten rigid and there was a very noticeable bulge in his light tan pants.

"I think that would be a marvelous idea Lana. I thought you'd never ask!"