Chapter 1 - At the Spa

It was a bright and sunny August day. Birds were chirping, and ivory clouds drifted across the sky like lazy sheep. Below was the hustle and bustle of a busy city, the beeping of cars, the hum of engines, and the whine of sirens. The women who lived in this city were content. The area was large and prosperous, highly gentrified, and the population was rising. This was thought to be partially due to the city's lenient laws on public nudity and sex, which were seen as 'only natural' and 'an obvious result of a highly-liberal culture.' 
 
And so it was that Emilia Christenson, a 25-year-old shemale with sandy blonde hair, drove to the spa for the day. Work had been stressful lately, so she treated herself to an afternoon soaking in hot tubs, cold baths, and steamy showers. Emilia had no girlfriends or daughters to burden herself with, so she'd set aside the entire day for relaxation.
 
She had trouble finding a place to park, so she ended up settling for a space far from the entrance… the spa was packed with people today! Emilia had been driving with the windows down, and so the moment she stepped out of her car, the wave of heat hit her and she felt herself start to sweat. It took her a minute to cross the asphalt lot, and by that time, her t-shirt was clinging to her torso. She was new to the city, and a little embarrassed by their lax laws. What she didn't know yet, however, is that Androgyna Spa was entirely clothing-optional. She had a one-piece swimsuit packed in the small bag she had slung over her shoulder, a little blue number that she looked incredibly good in (at least the saleswoman had said so), and she was proud to show it off today, too. By the time she got inside, her armpits and breasts were slightly damp with sweat, something she hadn't counted on, and was sort of eager to get into the changing rooms and switch out of her clothing. What she saw in the lobby made her jaw drop, though.
 
There were so many women here, and pretty much all of them were stunningly gorgeous! Immediately she felt a twinge of bloodflow to her penis, and moved her bag slightly closer to her groin to disguise any tenting. The lobby was so lush, it should rather be called a lounge, complete with a snack bar. Thus, there were groups of women standing around waiting for their friends to arrive, some who'd already changed into swimsuits, and a buzz of talking. There were no children, at least not in the lobby, which made Emilia just a little bit more calm. She felt nervous around kids, having none of her own, but knowing that nudity laws did apply to them at least. There was a blonde with terrific big breasts and dark eyes who fluttered her lashes as Emilia glanced over, and felt herself blush immediately. Maybe it was going to be relaxing in more ways than one.
 
It didn't take long to get through the line-up. Meanwhile she mostly watched the snack bar, girls getting protein bars or energy shakes, or low-fat popsicles. An Asian girl loudly slurping on a melting popsicle almost made her start to sweat again, but the rush of adrenaline made her giddy, and she grinned. It was going to be a great day!
 
"Yes, miss, I can help you," said the woman at the counter. Her nametag said Carly. Emilia came forward and handed her a large coupon with the words PLATINUM – THE WORKS written on it. It cost her three hundred dollars, and Carly nodded appreciatively. "Oh, I'm sure you'll have a great time, miss Christenson," she said, flashing her pearly-white teeth. Emilia was struck by just how white they were, it felt like she could get lost in them. 
 
"Y-Yes, thank you!" she said, suddenly coming back to the present. Carly took her awkwardness in stride, and reached under the counter, selecting a plastic-polymer armband. She peeled away an inch of tape at the end, exposing the adhesive, and held it out for Emilia to put her wrist into. She did, and Carly fastened the wristband securely around her. 
 
"Don't lose that, unless you want to miss out on all the special treatments a platinum registration buys you," she said, with a subtle wink. Emilia thanked her for her help, and walked off to the change rooms, happy that she'd planned ahead and bought the pass online instead of having to bring her purse with her and risk having her stuff stolen. 
 
There was a vague scent of chlorine in the air as she made her way to the change rooms. But unlike the stink of chlorine in a public pool, it wasn't cloying; layered on top was a pervasive aroma of expensive massage oils, aroma-therapy, muscle relaxants, and other sorts of beauty products. The sheer luxury she'd purchased for herself made her smile again, though she figured that if she grinned loudly for no reason, people might think she was a bit strange.
 
The changing room was pretty standard. There were two of them, but it didn't matter which one she went into since there was only one gender. A few hundred blue lockers were set up on one side of the wall, while there were plenty of benches and clothes-hangers placed regularly around. There were half a dozen women here, and all of them in various levels of undress. In fact, the first thing Emilia saw was a girl, who hooked her thumbs into her swimming-trunks and pulled them to the ground in one smooth movement, giving Emilia a perfect look at her round ass and balls. She pursed her lips, and clutched the bag closer to her own junk, but knew she'd have to get naked at some point. There were bathroom stalls, but… that was just so cowardly. Bravely she puffed up her chest (making her hard nipples stick out of her shirt) and shuffled forward. She selected a bench that nobody else was using, and sat down facing the wall, feeling her butt squish against the hard wood. She fiddled with her shirt, popping open the top button so she could slip it over her head. Her bra was thin and light, which was why her nipples were showing. She liked it because it was soft silk, and nobody was going to complain anyway. She undid her bra and let it fall to the ground, revealing her small, perky chest and pink nipples. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her socks off one at a time; unaware that someone was glancing in her direction, admiring her body, particularly the curves around her thin waist and the flare of her hips. 
 
Emilia stood up and unbuttoned her pants, kicking them to the ground and leaving her in nothing but a pair of silk panties and the platinum wristband. Lots of girls chose to wear pants, since everyone had a dick, wearing masculine clothing was pretty common to avoid embarrassment of your skirt tenting. Still, the best sex Emilia had ever had was from a kinky African woman who dressed like a boy and was hung to her knees. Slipping her panties to the ground as quickly as she could to avoid flashing everyone her balls and butt, she was finally naked, and slipped into her swimsuit with obvious discomfort. It was tight, too tight. "Oh, shit," she cursed under her breath. Everyone would be able to see her nipples. Rubbing her brow with her thumb, she sighed heavily and continued to tug the lycra onto her body. The tight fabric eagerly clung to her skin, but at last, she pulled it all the way up to her chest, hiding the light scattering of freckles on her collarbone. And then the real surprise hit: It was tight everywhere, which meant her cock and balls were showing pretty obviously. "Shit, fuck," she grumbled, pulling the suit away from her skin and stuffing her hand into her groin, rearranging herself for comfort, tucking her nuts between her legs and focusing on keeping herself nice and flaccid. It was probably hopeless. She huffed and turned around.
 
As she did, she noticed that someone else turned their head away. Realizing they'd been staring made her heart throb just a little bit. Even if it was lewd, it was nice to be complimented that way. Besides, the offender was a ravishing woman with dark brown hair that hung in thick curls down to her shoulders. Emilia folded her street clothes neatly, and put them in a pile in one of the empty lockers, quickly keying in a PIN into the electronic screen so that she could unlock it later. She made her way past the row of bathroom stalls, and noticed… there were four feet in one of them, and the muted-but-audible sound of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh. Emilia turned beet red and trotted on past, biting her lip and giggling to herself under her breath. How delightfully lewd.
 
The first stop was the showers. To rid the skin of superfluous irritants and contaminants. Emilia gratefully stepped into the shower-room, and found that it was communal. At least twenty shower-heads arched gracefully out of clean white walls, and at least half of them were occupied. She looked around, but there were no showerheads that weren't beside someone. Figuring that she'd better make the most of her time, she stepped up next to a tall redhead who was shampooing her hair. The shampoo smelled divine, light and flowery. To her aggravation, the shelf underneath her showerhead had no bottles on it, just soap. "Um," she said, getting the amazon's attention. "Do you mind if I borrow that?"
 
"Go ahead," the woman said, through a mouth full of water. Emilia let her eyes linger on her body. She was topless, and the water splattered everywhere against her smooth collarbone, tendrils of moisture curling around her full, heavy breasts. She felt a tingle in her dick again, and gratefully accepted the bottle. Squeezing out a generous portion, she lathered it up and massaged it into her hair, sighing softly at just how good it felt. It really was quality stuff, it bubbled up very thickly and trickled down her body in streams of blue foam, and it was thick enough that the stream of water didn't wash it all out of her hair right away either. 
 
"Wash my back?" the amazon said. Emilia looked up at her green eyes, and nodded before she really thought about what that meant. The woman turned, putting her back to Emilia, who then noticed that she could see the swell of the woman's breasts even when her back was facing her. She popped a boner, and grunted in irritation. Nothing she could do about that! She just grabbed the bar of soap and quickly soaked her hands, tentatively planting them on the taller shemale's back. Her skin was taut, her flesh invitingly warm. Emilia sank her hands into the work, curling her fingers around the woman's shoulderblades and digging into the sides, aware of the fact that she was only supposed to be doing the parts that she couldn't reach herself… but the redhead didn't seem to mind. In fact, she kind of leaned backwards ever so slightly, happy to let herself be touched and rubbed by the shorter girl. Emilia noticed that she was standing with her legs slightly apart, and she could see her balls hanging between her thighs. This only got her body more aroused, and she was very grateful that the amazon wasn't looking at her. She finished quickly, fantasizing about this gorgeous woman's cum dripping down her body instead of warm water…
 
Then she turned around. Emilia still had her erection! Quickly she turned around at the same time, hiding her tent from her new friend. "Do mine," she said, holding the soap over her shoulder.
 
"Gladly," came the answer, and immediately Emilia felt strong, firm hands press into her back. Her hands roved all over the short girl's body, and she couldn't stop herself. She was feeling relaxed already, and relaxation only increases blood-flow. She had a strong, throbbing erection, good and proper. Her circumcised penis felt wonderful rubbing against the silken swimsuit. Suddenly she became aware of just how tall this other woman was, and that she could see right… over… her… shoulder! "Nice," she said in a seductively-deep voice, and Emilia shivered. The amazon's hands were getting even more grab-happy, only a few inches from openly groping her. It felt so good. Her body was soaked, and those slippery hands were absolutely mesmerizing, it felt like she could fall asleep right in the amazon's hands. 
 
They went lower. Emilia didn't stop her, and she didn't want her to stop. Those strong hands sank into her groin, and gently cupped her cock and balls with soapy fingers. Then… not as gently. Her cock throbbed at the attention, pulsing into the amazon's grip. She squirmed her fingers all over Emilia's balls, even dragging a soapy finger over her taint and making the shemale moan. 
 
But then, just as suddenly, she stopped, letting her hands fall away and shutting off her shower-head. Emilia slowly turned and looked over her shoulder, but the woman just gave her a warm smile. "If you don't mind the idea, I'd be happy to see you again." Emilia's gaze flicked downwards, and saw that her new friend was also sporting a slightly hard dick of her own, bulging out against the thigh of her swimming trunks. This only made the amazon laugh, and without another word she left the showers for the main spa, leaving Emilia behind.
 
Emilia finished up by washing the shampoo out of her hair. She didn't put in any conditioner, but only because she didn't see any. She shut the water off and made for the door, but there was something rather interesting. It was a little cylinder cut into the wall, with what looked like a few dozen heads of hair-dryers. She walked over, and as soon as the machine felt her weight on the platform, the nozzles started to blow warm air which quickly turned pleasantly hot. She closed her eyes and leaned into the drying, thinking it was a little silly to dry herself off before heading out to the pool, but at least her erection was going away now that she wasn't getting groped or staring at tits. Still, chances were good that someone was taking a peek at her ass while she was facing the wall! The full-body dryer felt so damn good that she stayed there until she was perfectly dry, and then stayed a bit longer, feeling her skin start to crinkle like she was sitting in front of a roaring fire. At last she stepped out, and took a deep breath of the merely room-temperature air, which was refreshing as hell. And she tucked her bulge back between her legs, the suit creaking slightly at the seams.
 
 
 
 
 
The spa was huge! Emilia's jaw dropped as she finally beheld the magnificence of it. It was laid out mostly like a swimming pool, in that there were a handful of different areas that held different things of interest. Naturally there was an epic-sized swimming pool, over a million gallons of pure, clean water. On the far side of the pool, there were lanes marked by lines of floating buoys, made for competitive swimming, while the other half was simply for relaxation. Emilia saw at least a few families there, children splashing and playing, while their mothers lounged on foam toys. There were quite a few people who were naked in the pool, and she watched as a skinny-dipping woman took a dive off a three-meter diving board. Everything was hanging down… and then as she sailed through the air, her breasts and cock both flopped upwards! She disappeared with a splash, and Emilia allowed herself a giggle and a blush. Public nudity had its benefits, she thought, as her own little dick got just a bit more excited. 
 
Following the example of the nude woman, Emilia decided she'd start out with some diving. There were two lifeguards on duty for the entire pool, easily found because they were wearing bright red spandex, and they had covered their groins with sports cups. However, it was easy to see their nipples standing out in the cold air. One of the women was keeping the diving boards running smoothly, making sure there were only two people on the device at once for safety. One on the board, and one on the ladder. Emilia watched as someone took a dive front-first and went arcing into the water with barely a ripple on the surface. Then the next person started to go up the ladder, and her eyes locked on her rear. Wide hips, and her bathing suit was riding up. She nibbled her lip, wondering what it would be like to be naked in public. It probably wouldn't be that bad… it would be… freeing, right? Gingerly she massaged the side of her breast, and pinched the suit away from her skin before letting it snap back into place. The next person to go up actually was naked, and Emilia stared. She looked so confident… well, okay, she could only see the woman's backside, but she clearly wasn't trying to hide anything. She was just shivering a little bit. Emilia yawned, and wondered how cold the water was. She glanced around, and saw an earthy-looking outcropping in the wall, clearly it had been built to look like a cave. There was a door, and the glass was completely opaque. A steam room! If she got cold in the water, she'd definitely go try that out.
 
The lifeguard nodded to Emilia, and thumbed the ladder. She nodded her thanks, and went up, suddenly becoming conscious that everyone could see her butt now. She was fairly proud of her butt, her last girlfriend had called it a "tight caboose" which was a phrase that had stuck in her mind. Maybe because she was spanking her while she did it. She licked wet lips, and then went up on the board, testing it gently as she walked to the end. Bounce, bounce. She felt her junk shift slightly as she moved her legs. It still felt a little bit soapy down there thanks to the amazon's wonderful hands. She bent her knees and jumped, sailing through the air with as much grace as she could muster, then came back down into the water with a terrific Choooom!
 
The first thing she felt was the water hitting her feet. She was moving fast enough that, for an instant, the water acted like a solid, and she could feel the instantaneous reverberation travel all the way up her body. And then her legs penetrated the water, and an instant later, her junk hit the water too, shunted upwards by the force. She went a few meters deep, and then swam away, not daring to open her eyes. She made it to the edge of the pool and surfaced, grunting in pain. The sudden impact had crushed her balls. It's a feeling well-known to men, but for the benefit of women, it's worth mentioning: Even a small amount of pressure on the testicles for just a second can cause a few minutes of lasting discomfort. It's the body's way of saying "Don't do that again." So, Emilia's face was screwed up with pain, and she fought the urge to grope herself under the water. "Oh, the hell with it." She shoved her hands through the leg-holes of her suit and gently caressed her aching sack. The water would make it so that nobody would see anyways. But… rrrrrip!
 
The suit was too tight, and she'd pushed it too far. Suddenly the crotch ripped out, right down the seam in the middle, leaving two tassels floating, one behind and one in front. She paled, and just simply kicked gently to keep herself where she was. Okay, don't panic. It's normal, right? But she knew people would look at her funny if she came out of the pool wearing half of a ruined outfit. She'd have to strip.
 
She paddled there for a few minutes, just watching the divers and trying to get up the nerve to do it. "Fine," she mumbled at last, figuring the suit was ruined anyway, she could make an adventure out of it. With the groin in half, she simply pulled the suit over her stomach and over her head, a bit clumsy considering she was also trying to keep herself afloat. Now naked, she placed the mass of sopping fabric onto the side of the pool, and took a deep breath, pressing her feet against the wall and ducking her head underwater. With a swift kick, she went off underwater at a deep angle. She may be naked, but she wasn't just going to go out of the water like nothing! The feeling of cold water rushing over her cock and balls was electrifying. Freeing. It was like taking the showerhead and massaging your package with it… except magnified a hundred times since it was in such a public place. She felt a gentle throbbing in her asshole, a sort-of desire for sex.
 
She surfaced with a splash, and rubbed her eyes with her hands, treading water. At least her balls felt much better. Nobody was watching her, though the lifeguard had noticed the discarded swimsuit, and was looking around for its owner. Emilia chuckled to herself and dove under the water once again, swimming in wide, slow circles and just letting the water caress her most sensitive part.
 
There are really two ways to get aroused. Mentally, and physically, although one often affects the other. Emilia paddled over to the swimming-lanes and began to breaststroke her way through the water, loving the feeling of cool water caressing her naked body. And she was sure people were watching. It was only natural. And she kept good care of her body. As she continued to swim, gradually she noticed that she was getting more and more erect. Not aroused in her mind, but physically her dick was going a little crazy. When she stopped her current lap, she floated at the edge of the water and fondled herself, hiding the act beneath the ripples. Five inches of circumcised dick. Furtively, she wrapped her fingers around her head and jerked herself just slightly, pulling, stretching it out. She kept her mind perfectly free of any erotic thoughts, and in a minute or so, she had nothing but a half-hard prick. It might even be mistaken for a soft, big dick. 
 
Feeling a spark of excitement well up in her bosom, she grinned from ear to ear and kicked off the wall, beginning to backstroke through the water, her cock and breasts visible to everyone. She kept her eyes closed at first, but then opened them, wanting to see if anyone was staring at her body.
 
And they were. A couple of girls were nearby, probably taking a break from swimming, and watching her cut through the water. Emilia could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment. Something about letting them watch her was incredibly arousing, and before she even finished the lap, she was sporting a full hard-on, waggling back and forth above the water like a flagpole. One of the girls giggled, and they both turned away to get back to what they were doing. "Oh god," Emilia moaned, feeling an arousal deep in her core, in the very depths of her pelvis. She imagined that she could feel the warmth of a dick inside her, and suppressed a gasp, pushing herself up against the wall of the pool. 
 
She closed her eyes and concentrated, masturbating quickly and clumsily, keeping even her shoulders below the water so it wouldn't be too obvious. Five… ten… fifteen seconds. Floating as she was, she could feel the pressure well up inside her. The squirt of fluids down her shaft and suddenly bursting into the water, jetting forward briefly before slowing. Twenty seconds, and she came, moaning softly and squirting her seed into the public pool. It was so embarrassing… and so incredibly erotic. It felt like she was going to burn up, her cheeks were so hot. In seconds, all of her sperm would be dead, poisoned by the chlorine… even that idea was erotic. She kept jerking, kept cumming until she almost felt empty, and continued to masturbate far after that point too, until she'd squeezed out every last drop of her orgasm that she could. Thank god no one was watching this time.
 
Emilia pulled herself out of the water, fully naked and sopping wet. She stood up and squeezed some excess water from her hair before looking around. There wasn't even a hint of hardness left in her meat, nobody had even seen. How sinfully lewd! 
 
But now that she had her exercise, it was probably time to relax for a while. She walked towards the door, the one that looked like a natural cave, and quickly went inside before she exploded from embarrassment.
 
Then she realized was a sauna, not a steam room. The difference being, steam rooms are of high temperature (About that of a hot summer's day) and high humidity. A sauna, on the other hand, had temperatures literally almost up to the boiling point of water, but were extremely dry so they conduct heat incredibly poorly. With her first breath, Emilia felt her lungs react to the incredibly-warm air. A heat spread through her almost immediately, and she shook the water from her fingers. Soon she'd begin to sweat, and of course it would be dangerous to stay there once the body ran out of water to sweat itself cool, but that wouldn't happen for hours.
 
She took stock of the room. At the front was a furnace, a wood-fire crackling merrily. The walls and floors were wooden, of course, since metal ones would be scalding-hot and tile ones would be slippery as hell. With every step she could feel the pool-water evaporate, and even the strange sensation of it literally being sucked off of her feet by the dry, thirsty wood. The sauna was arranged kind of like school bleachers, with some high-up seats at the back, and lower ones at the front. It was built that way because, naturally, heat rises, and sitting at the top would be noticeably warmer than on the floor.
 
There were three other women in here, and every single one of them was naked. One looked Russian, tall and blonde with icy eyes. Another, dark-haired and thin, relaxing in the corner with her knees drawn up over her chest. And… the red-haired amazon from before. Immediately she winked at Emilia, and patted the spot next to her. Demurely, the woman came forward and sat down beside her, close enough that their thighs were rubbing together.
 
It was quiet, peaceful. Nobody was talking. It almost hurt to breathe… almost, but it didn't. It was the most bizarre sensation, almost as close to danger as you could get, but not over the line, making it a gloriously-unique experience. She felt her skin tingle, and not just because she was sitting next to the woman who'd groped her in the shower.
 
"Nice to see you again," she murmured, leaning over and almost speaking directly into Emilia's ear. "My name is Alexis by the way."
 
"Emilia," she replied softly. The ultra-hot, very-dry air gave her speech a sort of gruff texture she wasn't used to. And of course, it worked wonders on Alexis' voice, making it even more deep and sultry.
 
"Enchanted, Emilia," she whispered, caressing the woman's thigh from top to bottom. Her touch was electric, especially right at the start when she was closest to her balls. Emilia glanced around, it looked like the Asian girl was sleeping, but she just had her eyes closed. Her breaths were long, deep, and measured, unlike the quiet, shallow breathing of someone napping.
 
Then it occurred to Emilia that she and Alexis were sitting on the uppermost area of the sauna. The other two women weren't looking at them, wouldn't have any reason to turn around…
 
Alexis had a similar idea, just a moment before Emilia did. Gently she pushed her hand against the young shemale's cock, and, sensing no distress, slowly wrapped her fingers around it. Emilia bit her lip and straightened her back, pressing her shoulders against the dry, dry wood. She sighed softly, and looked up into her new friend's eyes. The amazon was focused on Emilia's cock, gazing at it as she gently slid her hand up and down the burgeoning shaft. "Don't stop," she whispered, and Alexis smiled back predatorily, sliding her finger over the slick surface of her glans. 
 
"Why would I stop? My fingers have been itching to get a hold of this girly dick since I first groped you in the shower," she breathed. "I've never played with something this small."
 
Emilia moaned softly, embarrassed. "It-it's not that small," she said, feeling bolts of pleasure surging through her soft little dick. 
 
A minute passed, and she was barely even slightly hard, and Alexis noticed. "Having a hard time getting it up?" she whispered, nudging her body a little more into the smaller woman's. "Don't tell me…" she squeezed her dick a little harder and slowly dragged her fingers forward. Cum oozed freely from her tip… "Ah, you just came," she said with genuine surprise. "Did you cum in the pool? That's unbelievably slutty. Ah, and then you came in here to cool off… but it's far too warm for that." Her lips curled into a gorgeous smile, and Emilia felt her mouth open, just an inch…
 
Alexis took her chance, and leaned in, capturing Emilia's lips with her own. The kiss was electric, Emilia felt it all around her body but mostly in her dick, which shot to full-mast in a moment. Alexis continued to milk her dick, soaking her hand in the thin slime of her partner's arousal. She relaxed her grip and began to masturbate her more softly, aided by her natural lubricant. Emilia shuddered, opening her eyes to glance down at the others…
 
Both of them were watching! She felt her heart leap in her chest and she broke away from the kiss, red as a beet, but Alexis didn't stop pumping. And… she didn't want her to. The pleasure was unimaginable, being caught white-handed like this. With a pathetic whimper, she came again, launching thin ropes of joy across the room, her seed splattering the wood and instantly soaking in, leaving just dry, whitish foam. "Oh, godddddd," she whined, almost covering her face with her hands… But then she saw the Russian woman staring at her, staring at her with a ten-inch erection, and she almost melted thinking about a dick that size going into her. She bit her lip until it hurt, and the woman smirked toothily. She angled her body a little more towards Emilia and wrapped her pale fingers around her thick cock, jerking off to the sight of Emilia's distress.
 
"Oh, is this what we're doing?" the Asian said. Her eyebrow was raised, and everyone looked at her, suddenly appalled at themselves. "No, no, don't stop." She licked her dry lips. "If that's what we're doing, I'm game. I just wanted to make sure that is what we're doing…" She stretched out her legs, and flopped her dick from side to side, giving it gentle tugs to wake it up. By the time she was hard, she was about six inches long, uncircumcised, with a floppy little foreskin that dangled as she fapped.
 
Like all shemales, Emilia was more than capable of having multiple orgasms in a short amount of time, and she didn't even go soft as Alexis continued to stroke her off. She continued to press her teeth into her lower lip, weakly humping the woman's hand and feeling the sweat beading on her body. It felt so good… There was something crude about being jerked off, particularly the natural irregularity of her fingers, like a ribbed dildo or studded condom. She gave herself back to the kiss, moaning passionately as she sucked on the amazon's tongue. 
 
They sat in silence, quietly masturbating, staring at faces, tits, butts and cocks to get themselves off. Thankfully, nobody walked in on them while they were doing it! The Asian raised a water bottle to her lips and sucked greedily, filling the room with the sound of bubbles and the crinkle of plastic. Emilia watched her cheeks dimple, and sighed happily, wondering what the Russian girl's cock tasted like. Wondering what her face looked like when she blew her girlfriends, cheeks sucked in and eyes closed.
 
"Ufffff," Alexis panted at last, beginning to peak. Her big dick throbbed and she rubbed the tip with her thumb, suddenly cumming all over herself as she did. The predatory shemale's semen was thick and ropey, painting her tits and thighs in wet splatters, and even getting some in her hair. "Shhhh-it-fuck," she cursed, tilting her head back and feeling a pleasurable tingle pass up her spine. "This is so fucking hot." It was, in a way, her attempt to cover her ass because she'd cum so fast. But it wasn't long before the ravenette crowned too, exhaling loudly and beginning to stroke furiously, spilling her seed on the floor in front of her, her strings layering overtop of Emilia's and drying up in just the same way.
 
The Russian closed her eyes, focusing on the noises. The sounds of kissing, the wet slaps of palms-on-flesh. She growled as she rode out her orgasm, fapping quickly to intensify her pleasure. At last, the spell broke, and all of them sat there panting, a little nervous about what just happened, but knowing that it was bound to happen at some point thanks to those nonexistent public nudity laws… 
 
"That was good," Alexis said, slowly getting to her feet and planting a wet kiss on Emilia's forehead. "I'm going to go purge my prostate, you want to come?"
 
Emilia's legs were shaking a little bit. "Okay. I haven't done that in a few weeks, I guess I might be a bit pent-up." The silver-haired shemale remained behind, while the Asian followed along, introducing herself as Sun Mi. 
 
 
 
 
 
One of the other facilities, conveniently located nearby the pool, was a series of private rooms meant for massages, aromatherapy, and acupuncture. You could go in with a licensed professional, or with a partner, and Emilia of course followed Alexis into the first room. Sun Mi elected to take her massage from the professional, so she went into a different room, waving her new friends goodbye.
 
The room was dimly-lit, illuminated only by a single warm lamp in the corner of the room that was only intended to be used until the candles were lit. Alexis had been there before, and she knew what to do, picking up a packet of matches from a black wood table. The matches were arranged in a blooming, flower-like pattern, although plenty of the 'petals' had been plucked and there was a small garbage can with dozens of blackened, spent matches lying at the bottom. Emilia lay down on the massage table, adjusting herself quite a bit to get her chest comfortable and not squashed. Luckily, being a world with only females, the tables were slightly curved near the headpiece for specifically that reason, and she settled her naked breasts into the indentations.
 
Alexis plucked a match, but couldn't see a striker. In an inventive thought, she picked up a nail-file and struck it there, immediately casting it into a flare of bright flame that dimmed right away. She bent herself over farther than she needed to, showing off her tight ass and sagging balls for Emilia, not to mention the fat dick hanging just in front. With the single match she managed to light three candles, and it took five more to light every one of the collection. The room filled with a strong scent of chocolate and hazelnuts. She turned the lamp off, and then came back around to the front of the room, staring at Emilia. The woman turned her head to the side and glanced up, gaze lingering on Alexis' cock before meeting her eyes. She smiled. "You're really hot, you know that?"
 
Alexis winked. "Thanks babe, you're hot too. Gimme a second here." From the table she retrieved a small bottle of hand-lotion, and gave it a quick shake before unscrewing the top.
 
"What are you doing?"
 
Alexis said nothing, just smiled knowingly as she placed the cap down on the table again. She wrapped her fingers around the base of her dick and squeezed hard, milking herself and spilling her seed into the open bottle of oil. The liquid had been beige, but mixed with the cum into a light creamy color. She screwed the top back on, and then squeezed out a generous amount onto her hands. It soaked through her fingers and dribbled onto the floor, a good deal more fluid than it was supposed to be, diluted by her semen.  "I think they might get mad at you for that," she laughed.
 
Then, at last, she planted her hands on Emilia's body, pressing her palms into her shoulderblades and moving in a long, slow circle. Emilia sighed, feeling the stress in her muscles, fighting back against Alexis' strong hands. But slowly, the amazon's effort won out, and the stress slowly flattened under her strong hands. Like any massage table, there was a hole at the top that she could rest her head in, but there was also a hole at the bottom for her erection to stick through. In fact, the lower hole was rather small, only an inch wide or so, specifically designed for a little cheeky fucking. She groaned as she slid her penis through the rubber hole, her head barely sticking out on the other side once she'd flattened her groin against the bed. Alexis noticed, and peered at Emilia's face, asking "What did you just do?"
 
"Mmmf," came the moaned reply, as she slowly fucked the onahole, "This table has a delightful little hole in it… I can't help myself," she said, trying to sound erotic when she was really just quivering under the attention of having warm cum-lotion slopped on her back.  
 
"It's like you forgot why we came here," Alexis said smoothly. "A little prostate massage, remember?" She poured more oil onto her hands, particularly her right hand, and moved around to the woman's rear, gently teasing her fingers around her butt. Emilia stretched her back, letting out small "Ah~"s as she felt those slippery, glistening fingers coming closer to her erogenous zone, her ass, and then slowly circling her hole, making it clench. "You're pretty tight… but not that tight," she said, and then slipped her finger into her ass, making it clench hard. Emilia cried out in pleasure, humping the table harder, as Alexis' skilled fingers quickly found their way to her prostate, the fleshy little button that stuck out on the soft, squishy wall of her insides. "Oh, you like that~" she purred, prodding it, "You like it when I touch your little bean."
 
"Yesssssssss," she gasped, fingers clenching and unclenching. "I love it. It feels sooo good!" She was leaking like a faucet by this point, her pre-seed dripping unchecked into a small plastic bucket hanging beneath the hole. The bucket was already half-full with other people's semen, probably at least a dozen girls' genetic material, and hers mixed with theirs with wet dripping bloops. "Harder."
 
Alexis smirked. "Of course, whatever you say…" she said sultrily, starting to fingerfuck her partner, but never letting the tip of her finger leave her anal bead. She could hear Emilia's breath hissing, drawn through her teeth, and the girlish mewls of pleasure as she breathed out again. Shortly after, she added her middle finger, gently sliding it past the crease of her asshole and joining its sister on her prostate. She whined pathetically, curling her toes and even curling her legs, and fucking the onahole slower and slower as she reached her peak. 
 
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes…" she moaned, never stopping, feeling electric chills slide through her body from tip to tail. She reached back and clapped her hands to her ass, spreading it wide, begging, "Come inside me, I need it… I need you…"
 
Alexis needed no other convincing. She grinned hugely, pulling her dripping fingers free, and wiping them off on a towel. With a deep breath, she climbed up onto the table, straddling Emilia's legs and resting her huge cock between her nude cheeks. "There we go," she purred, pushing her thumbs into her butt and spreading her cheeks wide, just nudging her asshole with her cum-dripping head. "What was that you said before? Can't help yourself?" she teased, thrusting forward and pulling back, grinding her tip against the well-lubed hole. Emilia couldn't respond, just shivering in anticipation of pleasure. "Well, I can't help myself either." She licked her lips and pushed deep inside in one smooth movement, moaning loudly, feeling her cock first stretch out the shemale's sphincter and then her insides. Feeling her cock rub against the bulge of her prostate and then slide away further down her breeding hole. "There we are," she whispered, bottoming out inside her and resting her balls between Emilia's thighs. "That's what we were looking for."
 
"Fuck me," she whined, gyrating her hips against the onahole. "Please fuck me hard, I want to feel your fat dick...!"
 
There were no more words after that. Just low, lustful grunting and moaning, gasping and crying. Alexis was a true amazon, and Emilia felt every pound of her fearsome strength in her most sensitive hole. Her jaw dropped open, and her eyes fluttered shut as she let out a stream of girlish screams of pleasure and pain. Her own cock, shoved through the tight onahole, was so hard that it hurt. Her thoughts were overcome with the sensation of her hot seed spilling down her shaft and splattering into the bucket; and the curious, liquid warmth she could feel shooting from Alexis' dick was the cherry on top. She gritted her teeth and let out a gasp, wrapping her arms around the table and lacing her fingers together just to give herself something to hold onto as the amazon raped her asshole hard. Her eyes rolled back and she started to drool, dwelling on the feeling of warm cock sliding in and out of her slippery ass, balls slapping against her balls, and her orgasm rapidly rushing towards her.
 
Alexis leaned forward, smearing cum-lube all over her back as she did. "Your ass feels great," she breathed, feeling the burn in her thighs from the sexual exertion. "I think I could do this every day." She grunted and angled herself upwards, drilling farther into Emilia's backdoor, sliding deep and crowning at the end, feeling her foreskin peel back and deposit another dollop of cum into her colon. Sweat dripped down her body and landed with wet splats on Emilia's back, exciting the little shemale to no end.
 
Emilia tensed her legs, and pushed her ass a little farther in the air, squeezing with her sphincter and massaging the thick cock she loved so much. "I can't…" she gasped, feeling her pleasure spike as Alexis' cock humped her prostate. She was overcome with the strangest feeling of having to pee, 
groaning hard as she suddenly came. Alexis had kept her promise, massaging her prostate, although not by fingering it, certainly something even better. She threw her head back and whined, thrusting into the onahole and feeling her balls tingle, feeling the liquid jet through her body with every throb, straight from the tiny organ that held it. And her prostate, relaxed and well-milked, shot it out with much enthusiasm, her little squirts making deep bloops in the bucket of jizz.
 
Alexis blew her load when she felt Emilia's ass contract. With a loud exhale, she tilted herself back and roughly humped the last inch of her dick in and out, hard, desperate for the slutty asshole to wring her dry. "Yeaaaaaaaaahhhh~" she cried, feeling her own muscles pulsing gently, squirting her thick cum deep into her new lover. 
 
It was over in a minute, with Alexis panting hard and Emilia whimpering like a tiny animal. Alexis rolled off the top and gave the girl's ass a quick spank, letting it jiggle as she dried her slick hands on a nearby towel. Emilia was too relaxed, and could barely summon up the strength to move her head to look at her, doing so with a wide yawn. She pulled her cock from the hole with a quick jerk, lying slightly onto her side and staring at the amazon's dripping penis hanging between her thighs. Alexis turned back, and they gazed at each other for a few moments. And then… "You wanna come back to my place?"
 
Emilia bit her lip, and nodded.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 