Gabriel's Pleasure Island.

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 G A B R I E L ’ S

I S L A N D

       

        At thirty-two years of age, I have never been married; after all, men are only good for one thing, “sex”, and most are diddlysquat at that. When my female friends start divulging their fantasy orgasm some handsome hunk extracted out of them the night before, I shy away from the conversation; I mean, what’s so great about a little tantalizing tingle that’s over as quick as it began; which by the way, I have only experienced four times in my life; no wait, five; yes, five times; anyway, I’ve been too busy for dating; I mean, with my nose to the grindstone for years as a criminal defense attorney and starting my own law firm.

I’ve been thinking maybe it’s about time for this sexy long-legged six-foot-three-inch well-built brunette to take a little self-time. I was thinking, Hawaii, but then I came across this vacation site on the net, advertising a magnificent adult-only private Island somewhere in the sunny tropics of the Bahamas. It portrayed a surreptitious romance of a lifetime; enticing as hell; but shit, the damned thing is absurdly expensive, and you must fill out a lengthy application; which of course, I was accepted; I mean, who could turn down a sexy woman such as I. Shall I splurge or not, will it alleviate, am I worth it?

 

 

Chapter one

       

        De`quena blocked the ridiculous thought of a vacation from her psyche and went back to her normal routine. Even though she had no immediate cases pending, she determined self-indulgent would best be deferred to a later date.

After a few days of being distracted by nude sunbathing on a white sandy beach echoing in the back of her mind, Janet, one of her associates pulled her to the side and inquired about her state-of-mind.

“Okay girlfriend, tell me what’s wrong.”

        De’quena gave her a strange glance, then rolled her eyes while countering.

“Nothing; what the hell are you talking about?”

        Janet handed her a document which De’quena had filled out earlier as she commented.

“There are three mistakes on this; where is your mind right now?”

        De’quena quickly scanned the paper, then turned and headed toward her office with a complaint.

“I need a vacation.”

Janet immediately responded while watching her scampering away.

“You need to get laid.”

        De’quena vanished into her office with an agreeable laugh. Once she had settled into the leather swivel chair behind her large oak desk, her mind began to reminisce about the blind date Janet talked her into just a year after starting the law firm. Jake was his name she recalled, a handsome charming man with decent table manners, and the fact he was only five-foot-eleven was no biggy, she had come to accept the fact that most men her height were already taken. She recollected that one night when he did manage to extract that tiny tingle from within, but still, there was something missing that she just couldn’t quite put her finger on. After three months, she determined the attraction just wasn’t there and ended the relationship.

        The stop and go traffic made the long drive home from work seem to take forever, and De’quena quickly changed into her black flimsy nightie, mixed herself a good stout drink, then headed for her computer. There was a surprise waiting when she opened her email, a message in her inbox from Gabriel’s Island. She quickly opened it and was shocked to see a huge discount offering, along with a nice little note that asserted; Looking forward to meeting you at the party; and it was signed by no other than Gabriel herself. De’quena quickly checked her bank account with a slight giggle at the fictive autograph which she considered was a fictitious redheaded Goddess that was no more than just an advertisement ploy, then began confiding with herself.

“I can definitely afford it, and this is a big discount. Okay, screw it, I’m going, I’m going to Gabriel's Pleasure Island; besides, if that’s really her photo on the website I would like to meet her, she is the most beautiful redhead I’ve ever seen; wait; I did not just say that; I am definitely not a lesbian.”

        After reading the flight schedule Gabriel had included in the email, she picked up her phone and pushed the button that dialed Janet’s number. When Janet saw who was calling, she answered with a gleeful tone.

“Hi girlfriend; what’s up?”

De`quena shook her head and considered she was being foolish as she replied.

“Hey Babe, I’m going to be taking a little trip.”

Unaware her best friend had images of white sandy beaches unfurling within her psyche, Janet questioned her reason.

“I didn’t realize we had any out-of-town clients that were in need of our services.”

        De`quena paused for a moment and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled before replying.

“No Janet, I am taking a short vacation.”

Instantly, Janet’s tone turned to excitement as she handed out some advice.

“Well, it’s about time; just make sure you get those inner thighs thoroughly tenderized.”

De`quena yelled out her name in disgust, causing her to laugh and quickly changed the topic.

“Okay, Hun; where are we going?”

        De`quena had to let out a loud laugh of her own before answering.

“A private adult Island that’s twenty miles long and four miles wide, somewhere in the Bahamas.”

        It was easy to tell Janet was taken aback with the high pitch tone she responded with.

“Oh my god; you're going to a nudist colony.”

De`quena instantly refuted any such thought.

“NO! I don’t think; I don’t know, it looks great on their website; it’s just crazy expensive.”

        Janet detected wavering uncertainty in her voice and quickly encouraged the extravagant retreat.

“Okay, okay; don’t worry about the money; when will you be leaving?”

De`quena’s voice seemed to trail off as she replied.

“Tomorrow morning.”

Janet was surprised at the urgency as she responded.

“Oh wow, that quick.”

De`quena gave her reason, then brought herself back to reality.

“Well, this is the last flight for this month: yeah, your right, I will just wait and go another time.”

Recalling a few mistakes her best friend had made over the last several weeks, Janet quickly put her foot down.

“HELL NO YOU WON’T! You get your ass on that plane, and I don’t want to hear from you for two weeks.”

        De`quena’s tone filled with excitement as she responded.

“Really; you really think I should go?”

With a giddy attitude, Janet gave reassurance there was no reason not to go.

“I have everything here under control; go get your shiny white ass sunburnt, and I will be waiting here with itching ears.”

Before hanging up, De`quena cheerfully concurred.

“You are the best, Janet; I will see you in two weeks.”

She could not see the point in a vacation where you had to share quarters with strangers, so she opted to go all out and book the Golden Excursion plan which came with its very own private Tiki Hut; after all, this was the first genuine retreat she had taken since starting her law-firm six years ago, and probably wouldn't be going on another for many years. A pleasant tingling sensation teemed within her as she packed her Bric’s Life Tropea luggage with a few of her favorite G-string bikinis, then making sure to include her sexiest tight-fitting black Odette dinner dress along with matching Christian Louboutin high heels that she bought two years ago and has never worn.

She fastened her long brunette hair up on top of her head with Jennifer Behr hairpins to show her slender sexy neck as she waited for the taxi. She helped the driver load the luggage into the trunk, then was on her way to the airport. She was thankful the elderly man was an entertaining conversationalist, it aided in making the long ride a bit more enjoyable.

De`quena followed behind the Porter as he slowly pushed the luggage through the airport toward the large sign at the far end of the corridor that read, private gate, and her body slightly quivered as the redheaded woman’s image once again unfurled within her mind.

 “What the hell is wrong with you, it’s just a damned vacation; the woman in the ad isn’t real anyway.”

        At thirty-thousand-feet she was well on her way, and she was impressed with her roomy first-class seat at the front of the filled twenty-passenger private jet. She cheerfully accepted the margarita from the young cute stewardess as the woman commented about the anticipated upcoming encounter.

  “If you need anything just ask, you picked the best month for going to Gabriel's Party Island; you're going to have a blast, guaranteed.”

        De`quena returned her sweet smile, then diverted her attention out the window to watch the little white puffy clouds floating by while sipping on the well-deserved drink. She carefully placed her glass into the holder, then leaned the seat back and relaxed with her eyes closed, letting her mind drift into a daydream concerning her adventure. Her mind created a scenario of laying nude on a colorful blanket surrounded by white sand and blue water, sunbathing every square inch of her well-developed body. She began fading off to sleep while imagining raising-up and glancing down the beach to see a fine specimen of a man sitting a short distance away. When a sound sleep took stewardship of her fantasy with vivid profound scenes, she could feel the warmth of the sun on her erotic nude butt and topless back. She slowly rolled over so to get a better look at the handsome man and see if he may be observing. Suddenly, a shadow blocked out the sun, instantly turning her attention down toward her feet. A hot flash of promiscuity surged through her entire body when she saw a long-legged tall red-headed Gabriel, glamorously au naturel, smiling down at her. She instantly jerked herself awake with a loud gasp of air, then buried her face into her hands as she took a few deep breaths while questioning herself.

  “What the hell was that?”

The stewardess was walking by and quickly leaned in with an inquiry.

 “Is everything okay?”

        De`quena instantly abstracted by retrieving the glass from its holder and handed it to her with a smile.

 “Yes, everything is perfect: may I have another please?”

        As she patiently waited for her drink, De`quena decided to ask about the beautiful redheaded woman whose image was portrayed on the web site. The stewardess quietly suggested favoritism as she handed her the beverage.

 “I made it a little stronger for you.”

De`quena acknowledged gratitude, then inquired about the woman that seemed etched in her psyche.

 “Thank you; I was wondering if you may know if the redhead whose image is on the website is a real person.”

The cute stewardess seemed a bit licentious as she leaned in close and softly confirmed.

 “Yes, of course; that is the owner, Gabriel.”

The young woman’s breath was pleasant and stimulating, so De`quena move nose-to-nose as she continued in a whisper.

 “I bet she hardly ever comes around.”

The stewardess whispered her reply.

 “Yes, she pops in from time to time; but I can guarantee she will be here this week.”

De`quena slightly pulled back, then asked with a quizzingly expression.

 “So, why this particular week?”

Her declaration did not clarify De`quena’s curiosity.

 “This month is the best party of the year, she always attends.”

Even though her curiosity had not been satisfied, she moved on with the conversation.

 “Okay; I was just thinking I might get to meet her while I’m here.”

        The stewardess leaned in and whispered in her ear as if she didn’t want the other passengers to hear.

 “I tell you what; when we land, you stick with me; my name is Beth, I will be your private escort and will personally introduce you.”

Feeling a bit overwhelmed with Beth’s pretentious friendliness, De`quena blurted out a question.

 “You know her?”

The young petite woman stood up straight and clarified with a smile.

 “Yes dear, she’s my cousin; now, when we land stay seated until everyone has debarked.”

        De`quena relaxed back into her seat and sipped on her extra stout margarita while letting her psyche drift from one scenario to another concerning the satisfying interludes anticipated this extravagant excursion would spawn, feeling confident there would be a tall, well-tanned man that would get that deep down yearning completely benched; after all, Beth proclaimed this was the best party month of the year.

Beth stood beside the pilot and co-pilot along with three other stewardesses as the people slowly made their way past and down the stairs. De`quena was impressed when noticing the crew were all females, and Beth would occasionally glance back toward her with a warm smile.

        Once everyone had been off-loaded, she walked beside Beth across the tarmac toward the large building, and her first question seemed strange, but came spilling out anyway.

“So, are all your pilot’s female?

        Beth let out a hefty giggle with her explanation.

“Don’t be silly; this month all male employees are on vacation, and next month all females go on vacation.”

De`quena focused across the parking lot while expressing her confusion.

“Wow, that’s weird.”

        Beth gently gripped her by the arm and brought them to a stop, then inquired as to De`quena’s knowledge about their monthly events.

“Wait; did you read our itinerary page on the web site?”

        De`quena was a bit embarrassed when she answered truthfully.

“No, I didn’t get that far.”

        Beth wrapped their arms together and slowly headed them back in the direction of the building as she let out a hefty laugh. After gathering their luggage from the carousel, De`quena followed her out the exit marked with a big bright red sign that read Employees only. De`quena was impressed when Beth led her out to a new white Lincoln Continental, she had considered buying herself one, but when she opened the passenger door and saw the breathtaking Black Label interior, well, that sealed the deal, and De`quena knew she would be getting one.

        As they headed out of the parking lot, Beth was a bit confused if De`quena was straight or a lesbian and decided to invite her over for tea before taking her to her designated Tiki Hut.

“Do you like tea?”

De`quena instantly gave her preference.

“With lemon and honey.”

Beth cheerfully invited her over with a hidden agenda.

“Great; would you like to stop off by my place first for a cup of tea.”

She glanced her way and excepted with a smile.

“Sounds perfect.”

 

 

 

Chapter two

       

        Once tea was served and they were seated, Beth brought out her laptop and opened it up, pushed a few keys, then began scrolling. After a long moment of silence, she glanced up with a warm smile and commented.

“So, you purchased the gold plan.”

        De`quena was a bit shocked at her words and replied with it notable in her tone.

“Are you reading my application?”

She returned her attention back to the laptop with a one-word answer.

“Yes.”

This confused De`quena and she responded with one word.

“Why?”

        Keeping her eyes locked on the screen, Beth calmly explained.

“I want to know why Gabriel accepted your application.”

Her answer caused De`quena to inquire about their procedures.

“So, does she look at every application?”

Beth gave her a quick glance while informing her that Gabriel oversaw the guest list.

“Yap, she makes all final yeses or noes.

They sat silent for a few minutes before Beth began her inquiries.

“Let’s see; did you provide a recent photo?”

        With De`quena’s red face and change in her vocals, it was apparent that question embarrassed her.

“Yes; I had no nude pictures, so I had to take a few and pick out the one I thought was best.”

Beth’s eyes sprang open wide as she made a statement while staring at the screen.

“Oh my god, you are amazing; and your eyes; your chartreuse eyes are most hypnotizing.

 De`quena turned her head away for a moment while regaining her composure as she quietly replied.

“Thanks.”

        Beth suddenly lifted one arm and held her palm flat out and alluded with surprise in her voice.

“Wait-wait-wait; you were given a twenty-five percent discount.”

Not thinking it was a big deal, De`quena casually answered.

“Yes; two days after my application was accepted I had put the idea of a vacation out of my mind; then I got an email for the discount, it’s still a lot of money, but it has been a while since my last erotic interlude.”

Keeping her focus on the screen, Beth lowered her arm while expressing disbelief.

“Well, I guess there’s a first time for everything.”

Thinking the discount was just a ploy, De`quena asserted her rationality.

“What do you mean, first time for everything?; I just figured Y`all would make it up in the sales of drinks and things?”

Beth instantly informed her that her assumption was wrong.

“Nope; that’s not how it works; once you are here everything is free, and I’ve never heard of a discount.”

Beth scrolled a bit further before continuing to speak.

“Okay; what were your three personal questions?”

De`quena was now feeling like Beth was crossing the line.

“Really, you're going to read those also?”

        Beth just smiled as she began to read aloud.

“Have you ever been involved in a same-sex relationship? You answered no: next, how long since your last orgasm? You answered, five years.”

        Beth paused for a moment and glanced up with a surprised look on her face at a blushing De`quena before reading the last question.

“Do you prefer the sixty-nine position, or take turns? Oh wow, a lengthy answer; I prefer taking turns so to give your partner the opportunity to enjoy the experience.”

It was out there now, so De`quena just went along with it.

“Yes; I mean, I would desire to just fixate on the sensations.”

        Beth tilted her head as she gave a confused look.

“Wait; she asked another one: Would you consider a long-term relationship with the same sex? And you left that one unanswered.”

Once again, Beth had embarrassed her, and she quietly and shyly admitted her none-experience concerning that particular type of situation.

“Yeah; well, I never even contemplated it before.”

Beth leaned back and glanced her way in bewilderment as she expressed her confusion.

“That makes no sense at all; one unanswered question automatically disqualifies the applicant.”

        After a moment, she continued scrolling through her laptop for a minute, then sat it on the coffee table and pointed at it. De`quena leaned forward and took the time to carefully read the itinerary that was presented on the screen, and the more she read the larger her eyes became. Finally, she looked over at Beth with bulging eyes while speaking in a high-pitched voice.

“Girl’s night out; only women for the next two weeks! But I’m not a lesbian.”

Beth slowly closed the laptop while softly replying.

“Exactly; so why would Gabriel approve for you to come this week?”

        They sat staring at each other for a long minute before Beth finally surmised her own question.

“I think my cousin wishes to meet you as much as you would like to meet her.”

Caught completely off guard, De`quena began to babble.

“No-no-no; this is not what I was expecting; anyway, considering her picture, she could have anyone she wants; so why me?”

Beth realized De`quena did not do her homework about this month’s events and offered her a way out.

“I tell you what, I can put you on the next plane home and give you a full refund.”

By this time her mind was spinning in directions she never knew existed, and it took De`quena a moment to flounder a response.

“Okay…. No… geez, wait…. I mean, I don’t want to be rude; after all, she did let me come this week; so maybe we could just, like meet… you know… for coffee or something.”

        Beth could recognize when a woman was fascinated by another woman’s beauty, and giggled her response.

“Okay, Sweetie; come on, and I will take you to your Tiki Hut.”

        Beth slowly drove down the road as De`quena silently gazed out the side window, then when she spotted five women sitting in the buff at a small outdoor Tiki bar she quietly commented.

“So, I guess this is a nudist Island.”

Beth calmly explained everyone could make their own choice.

“Well, it’s an adult-only Island; it’s not mandatory, you can wear clothes if you wish; we do have a few rules, like no erotic kissing and filling each other up in public areas, except for on the beach; that’s what your hut is for.”

De`quena psyche recalled the dream she had of the tall redheaded beauty standing nude on the beach as she glanced at Beth with a smile and replied.

“I can agree with that; so, when will Gabriel be arriving?”

Beth gave a sly grin with her answer.

“Tomorrow morning.”

Keeping Gabriel’s image forefront in her mind, De`quena made an assertion.

“It’s hard to believe such a beautiful woman would go out of her way just to meet an average person such as I.”

Beth instantly countered with an opinion and admittance.

“Hey, there is nothing average about you; I mean, when I saw you on the plane, I thought you were gay, and I had ulterior motives for offering to be your personal escort.”

        De`quena instantly spun her head and stared at this five-seven beautiful blond whose weight might be one-hundred-twenty pounds at most and responded with a high pitch voice.

“Wait, you want to have sex with me?”

        Beth reached and gently patted her on the leg as she gave her answer.

“Well, prior to the point I figured out Gabriel broke several rules in order to get you here; now you’re off-limits to me.”

        De`quena slowly turned her attention out the windshield and responded in disbelief.

“WOW.”

Beth’s next comment left De`quena stunned but enlightened.

“Trust me, Sweetie; many of your female friends romanticize about you, they are just too timid to come out with it.”

Her words brought forth questionable memories of certain friends and their embraces that she considered may have been tighter than normal, and hello kisses deemed to have been a bit too firm and lasting a tad longer than was necessary. De`quena turned her focus back out the side window and loudly whispered.

“Shit!”

Beth could not help but giggle out a response.

“Reminiscing about behaviors that you failed to recognize can be a bitch.”

        De`quena was amazed when Beth pulled to a stop in front of a huge bamboo hut up on stilts with a covered deck that stretched all the way across the front. She could not help but sarcastically remark about the fact this particular hut was quite a distance from most of the others.

“I guess you are hiding the straight girl.”

        Beth let loose a loud hefty giggle before responding.

“Don’t be silly; this is the hut Gabriel selected for you; I should have suspected something was up when I saw you got this one.”

De`quena closely examined the structure as she made an inquiry.

“Why, what’s so special about this hut?”

Beth steered her attention to a larger and more pristine hut a short distance away.

“You see that hut over there?”

        De`quena looked in the direction to see an enormous bamboo hut about fifty yards away with a covered screened-in deck that wrapped around the entire thing, and much higher off the ground than all the others, then answered with a long drawn out, “Yeaaahh.”

While they stared at the huge structure, Beth stated the obvious.

“Well, that is Gabriel’s hut.”

        Keeping her gaze, De`quena surmised in a low soft tone as if talking to herself.

“This makes no sense; why me? I mean, she knows I’m not gay; and besides, I bet she has many girlfriends anyway.”

Beth put the vehicle in park and shut off the engine, then reached and gently took her by the hand as she countered her words.

“I may be speaking out of turn; but no, no she doesn't; Gabriel was with her love Sheila for almost ten years, then about three years ago Sheila became terribly ill and passed away; I had to take over the Island for over a year, because it took us that long to get her to come out of the cocoon she crawled into; let me make this clear, you are the first woman she has shown any interest in since losing her Love.”

        De`quena continued staring at the large hut as she questioned.

“But, why me?”

Beth gently reached and turned De`quena’s face toward herself, then expressed her opinion while staring into her eyes.

“Your eyes; I believe it’s your eyes; they say you can see into a person's soul through their eyes, and your cat-green eyes are definitely hypnotizing.”

        De`quena rolled her eyes with an expression of doubt about the whole situation.

“Maybe I should just take you up on the flight home.”

        Beth pulled out her smartphone and quickly scrolled for a moment before turning the screen and holding it up in front of her face. A warm tingle flowed through De`quena as the spellbinding image of a tall redheaded Goddess ubiquitously saturated her vision, and she timidly assented.

“Okay, I’ll meet with her; you know, for a cup of tea or something.”

        Once again, Beth replied with one of her special giggles as she started the vehicle.

“I will pick you up at seven for dinner, clothes optional.”

        De`quena shook her head with a grin as she exited the vehicle with the image of a dining room full of naked women eating desserts.

        De`quena was in awe as she slowly drifted through the large one-bedroom Tiki Hut. The outside bamboo and straw features did not honestly represent the interior, with walls built of the highest quality of redwood paneling and floors finished in Oak. She was equally impressed with the expensive quality of furniture and light fixtures, as she considered this could be a room straight out of the book, ‘Decor for the rich and famous’. A slight laugh slipped out when she noticed the mirror covering the ceiling above the bed as she headed into the bathroom. She froze in place when she spied a huge bear-claw bathtub that sat against the back wall with a black marble shelf along one side, which was lined with all the amenities a woman could need. She turned on the fancy faucet and poured a dose of strawberry bubble-bath into the tub, then quickly undressed.

 

 

 

Chapter three

       

        Beth stood transfixed at the door as she studied the tall, amazingly beautiful, green-eyed brunette, with long, full-body hair flowing down across her shoulders, reaching plenty far enough down to completely conceal her disrobed breast. She reached and slowly turned De`quena in a full circle while admiring the tiny white G-string bikini bottoms transparent through the white, flowing, silk,  see-through frock. After a long moment Beth took a deep breath, then declared.

“O..M..G.; you are a Goddess.”

        De`quena was relieved to see her wearing a sky-blue G-string bikini, even though she left her firm rounded tan tits with perfectly proportioned nipples on full display for all to see.

“Oh please; if that were true, then why am I still single?”

        Beth tilted her head to one side and gave a sly look with a suggestion.

“Well, Sweetie; maybe you have been chasing after the wrong sex.”

        De`quena gently smiled at her words as she stepped out onto the deck and headed for Beth’s Lincoln. Beth could not peel her eyes away from the two cute little dimples on either side of De`quena’s tailbone just above her perfectly shaped butt while following close behind. After they settled into the vehicle, Beth started up the engine as she glanced over at De`quena with an insinuation.

“You and Gabriel are going to make a perfect couple.”

        De`quena held up her hand as if attempting to stop Beth’s words.

“Wait-wait-wait; I’m not a lesbian; I just want to meet her and have…….”

She was saying when Beth quickly interrupted sarcastically.

“Yeah-yeah-yeah; just one cup of tea.”

        They giggled at their deliberation as Beth pulled the car into gear and headed the vehicle toward the evening's events, then she continued with the conversation.     

“Anyway, this is how I define lesbian; a woman that sleeps around with several women, I consider that as lesbian: but, if you connect with Gabriel in a…. like, forever relationship, well that’s just two people falling in love.”

De`quena glanced her way while giggling out a question.

“So, do you sleep around?”

Beth thought for a moment before answering truthfully.

“Well, yeah; mostly with women, but I also like sharing a hot-looking man from time-to-time; so, I guess you could say I’m bi-lesbian.”

Her words peaked De`quena’s curiosity concerning the tall redhead.

“Is Gabriel bisexual?”

Beth instantly refuted the thought.

“No-no-no; she was once like you, straighter than a straight line and had never been in a serious relationship in her miserable life; then she met Sheila; under my description Gabriel is not a lesbian, she just fell in love.”

De`quena quickly realized there must be more than just the one private jet when Beth slowly pulled into a parking lot with the panoramic view of the ocean and a humongous Tiki bar on the beach. To her surprise there had to be at least seventy-five nude women gathered around the beach hut, and she expressed her concern.

“Shit; will I be okay? I mean… like… what do I do if someone hits on me?”

        Beth let out one of her cute little giggles as she attempted to squelch De`quena’s worries.

“You are with me; most everyone here knows who I am, and those that don’t will be informed quickly by the others; so, don’t worry, you’re safe.”

        Her sequester did not help with De`quena’s chagrin as they casually strolled through the crowd and everyone they passed turned to observe. She tightened the grip she held on Beth’s arm and kept a friendly smile as she attempted to quietly speak without moving her lips.

“Everyone is staring.”

Beth instantly stipulated what she thought was a convincing theory.

“When a ravishing, tall Goddess walks among the peasants, of course they are going to turn and gawk.”

        Her encouraging words gave De`quena a warm feeling inside, and she hoped that Gabriel would find her just as enchanting, then an excitable hot flash surged through her when it registered she was salivating for another woman to be attracted to her. As they settled down on bar stools at the counter, De`quena began thinking to herself as the image of the beautiful redheaded Goddess flourished within her psyche.

“I am not a lesbian; just tea, that’s it: Okay, maybe one little kiss, just to see what it’s like.”

        De`quena’s trepidations concerning the crowd's nudity slowly diminished as time elapsed, and one after another of the naked women would come up to greet Beth with a friendly kiss on the cheek. Just when she managed to chill, and overlook all the sexy coochies that surrounded her, some shaven and some not, out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of someone that seemed to stand out from the rest, and instantly turned to look. The woman walking through the crowd was shrouded with a glowing aura of confidence, and it was clear to see she was of Native American descent. Her long coal-black hair reached all the way down to her nude ass, and every curve of her five-foot-ten-inch frame was sculptured to perfection. De`quena sat hypnotized as this mysterious, gorgeous, well-developed, nude female slowly made her way up behind Beth, then gently wrapped her muscular arms around her waist. Beth instantly melted backward against the beauties large breast and closed her eyes as she whispered.

“I thought you said you couldn't make it this year.”

        The woman slightly nibbled at one of her earlobes while cooing a response.

“Changed my mind.”

        It took Beth a moment to catch her breath before turning to face her lover, then instantly pulled her into an entangled and vigorous tongue-wrestling contest as their hands began exploring each other's bodies. De`quena quickly reminded Beth about the rule she had told her.

“Hey, not in public places.”

        Beth broke the kiss and cuddled into the woman as she replied with a giggle.

“We’re on the beach.”

De`quena quickly corrected herself.

“Oh yeah, that’s right; am I bad.”

        The ardent, stunning, long-haired, dark-skinned woman glanced over at her with a friendly smile, then made an inquiry.

“So, do we have a new toy to play with?”

        Beth gave her famous giggle as she released the dark beauty from their embrace, then introduced her.

“Oh how I wish; but no, this is De`quena; Gabriel special guess; De`quena, this is Ahyoka, my fave.”

        Ahyoka stepped over and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek, and De`quena was taken aback from the sensation that felt as if this ravishing beauty had just flown back from the sun and the heat was still emanating from her body. She kept her fervent hands placed on De`quena’s shoulders, and with dark-brown enchanted eyes, stared deep into her cat-green eyes while making a statement.

“About time Gabriel got back in the game.”

        After a moment of silence, with her eyes still locked on De`quena’s, Ahyoka surmised.

“You must be something special.”

De`quena gave Beth a quick glance as she whispered her reply.

“Seems I keep hearing that.”

        Ahyoka broke off their intense connection when Beth made an inquiry.

“Did you bring your car?”

        Ahyoka jokingly responded with a hefty laugh.

“Well, I didn’t sprout wings and fly.”

        Beth quickly stood and leaned into Ahyoka as she spoke to De`quena.

“I left the key in the car; so when you're ready to go just take my car and I’ll pick it up tomorrow.”

Before she could acknowledge or express her concerns about being left alone with a huge group of horny naked women, Beth had taken a firm grip onto Ahyoka’s hand and was heading toward the parking lot at a fast pace, leaving her staring at two exposed erotic buttocks scampering away. Her attention was diverted when the pretty young barmaid serving the drinks sat a large glass of margarita down in front of her with a confident smile and offer.

“Don’t worry, Sweetie; if anyone starts coming on to you just point toward me and they will back off.”

        De`quena gave a smile of relief as she mimed her response.

“Thank you.”

        By the time she finished her first drink the flimsy silk cover had come off, and she pushed her long hair back behind her shoulders attempting to blend in with the coven. After the third drink, she once again thanked the barmaid for her protection, that she used a few times, then headed for the parking lot. As she slowly weaved toward her assigned Tiki Hut, she was thankful there were no police here to pull her over. After parking a bit out of whack, and stumbling up the steps, she quickly undressed and fell back onto the bed where the ceiling mirror seemed to slightly spin as she stared at the reflection of her long, slender, nude body. After many years of being alone, De`quena was well versed in many techniques for self-gratification and accomplished the task in short order. She closed her eyes and drifted off into dreamland while whispering to herself; ‘I’m not a lesbian.’ But, her irresponsible imagination unrestrainedly continued projecting the same images she hedonically used moments ago concerning the tall redhead and herself.

 

 

 

Chapter four

       

        De`quena kept her eyes closed as she began to wake with an extreme urge to pee, she slowly moved her arm over to grip the side of the bed in the attempt to stop the whirling sensation, but to no avail. The large amount of margarita she drank last night still held its grip as she gently slid her right leg off the bed and placed her foot flat on the floor, which seemed to help, then after a moment she slightly cracked open one eye and was thankful it was still dark. Slowly, she slid the other leg off the bed, then laid still for a minute with her body contorted as she whispered a pledge.

“Lord, help me get over this one, and I’ll get over the next one on my own.”

        Painstakingly lifting herself into a sitting position, she stared out the large back window that faced the ocean. The skyline had a slight brightness where it met the water and she knew daybreak was not far away, so she carefully rose to her feet and meticulously made her way to the bathroom. Between doing her business and making her way to the kitchen, she retrieval the vivid dreams she had throughout the night. She placed the teapot onto the stove while contemplating on whether to be ireful at herself or embrace the enchantress of her dreams. She proceeded to hum her favorite tune that always brought her back to the center as she went in search of a cup and the tea bags. The stars were now fading from the rising sun as she quickly mixed in honey and lemon, then she rushed through the bedroom toward the back door, pausing for a moment to find a robe, then quickly remembered where she was and exactly why she was here. She giggled at herself while slipping out the door completely naked and was pleasantly surprised to find a ten-foot-by-ten-foot deck with a small round table and two comfortable outdoor chairs overlooking the beach. She quickly settled in with her hot cup of tea in anticipation of watching the sunrise. She tried to recollect the last time she had sat nude and watched nature at its finest but couldn’t recall such a memory.

The sun was well above the horizon by the time she finished her tea and she sat enthralled at the waves kissing the sand at the shoreline, then suddenly she caught a bright twinkle in the sky out of the corner of her eye. Curiously, she turned to see one of the Gabriel’s Island jets coming in her direction, but this one was a different color and a bit smaller. Instantly she was up and headed for a hot soothing bath as she shouted.

“Shit; Gabriel!”

After a quick wash, De`quena sat in front of the mirror taking the time to make sure each wave and curl was precisely in its rightful place. She kept the makeup light so not to interfere with her natural beauty, while time-from-time pausing to stare at the woman in the mirror and questioning her.

“What the hell are you doing?”

        She would smile and slightly shake her head at the answer the little voice in her head would give.

“Hoping for true love.”

        De`quena carefully slipped into her sexy black Odette dinner dress, then stood admiring the erotic but sophisticated look it gave. She began to noticeably quiver a bit when someone gently knocked on the front door but was relieved with the cheerful greeting from the short blonde standing there when she opened it.

“What’s up, Cuz?”

De`quena turned and headed back across the room while scolding her visitor.

“Dammit Beth; you scared the hell out of me, and I’m not your cousin”

Beth giggled her rebuff as she closed the door behind herself.

“Not yet, but it’s going to happen.”

De`quena held onto the post at the foot of the bed and slipped her feet into a pair of Christian Louboutin high heels, then turned her back toward Beth while carefully sliding her hands under her hair and lifting it up while making a request.

“Will you please zip me up.”

        As Beth slowly moved the zipper up, she could not stop a slight giggle from slipping out as she pointed out an observation.

“OMG, your trembling.”

De`quena turned with a concerned look as she replied.

“Is it that noticeable?”

Beth gripped her shoulders and attempted to calm her.

“Yes, Sweetie; but just remember, it’s just a cup of tea.”

De`quena argued her point by explaining her overnight visualizes.

“Yeah, easy for you to say; but you weren’t the one in my dreams last night.”

Beth surmised her comment with another giggle.

“Loving dreams involving Gabriel I’m assuming.”

        De`quena took a long, deep, shaky breath and slowly exhaled before blushingly confessing.

“Yes; and let’s just say, I can now completely comprehend the utmost meaning of a wet dream.”

This time Beth replied with a hefty laugh.

“Yap, definitely going to be my cuz.”

“I am not…….” De`quena was insisting when Beth sarcastically interrupted.

“Yeah-yeah, I know; just a cup of tea.”

De`quena gave an aggravated glare as she boldly inquired.

“Why are you here?”

Beth shrugged her shoulders while responding as if she should already know.

“To pick up my car; and to deliver you to Gabriel.”

De`quena’s tone quickly turned to despair.

“Wait; she wants me to come, now?”

Beth decided to play with words as she casually replied.

“Well, you may want to save the cumming thing until you two are alone; but yes, she sent me to bring you to her place.”

        De`quena slowly sank down on one of the bar stools at the breakfast counter and looked as if her mind just went totally blank. Beth giggled as she snapped her fingers toward her several times.

“Earth to De`quena.”

        She shook her head as if bringing herself back, then gave Beth a confident smile.

“Yes, of course; I do believe I’m ready.”

        When they had settled into the front seat of Beth’s Lincoln, De`quena gently placed her hand on Beth’s arm with a confused look on her face and spoke with a shaky voice.

“Maybe you should just take me to the airport and let me go home.”

        Beth stared straight out the windshield and turned the key as she replied.

“Nope, not going to happen; I haven’t seen my cousin this excited in a very long time, so you best be bringing your A-game.”

        As Beth slowly drove toward the main Tiki Hut, De`quena whispered out loud as if talking to herself.

“I have never romantically kissed another woman before.”

        Beth couldn’t help but giggle out her response.

“So, you are interested in Gabriel?”

        Without taking her eyes off the huge hut, De`quena softly confessed.

“She has captured my attention.”

        When they had arrived at the top of the steps and stood at Gabriel’s door, De`quena tightly gripped her matching pocketbook with both hands. Beth’s next moves left her stunned when she knocked, then turned and started back down the steps.

“HEY!”

        Without slowing, Beth excitedly shouted back.

“Sorry; I have a marriage proposal to get to.”

        When Gabriel opened the door, both stood in amazement at the other’s beauty, and De`quena was surprised that this beautiful redhead was at her own eye level. Gabriel finally broke the silence and welcomed her.

“De`quena, I am so glad you decided to join us; please, come in.”

        She was relieved Gabriel was wearing a full robe as she followed her through the living room toward the kitchen, then suddenly realized Gabriel was wearing flip-flops compared to her four-inch-high heels and determined this redheaded Goddess must be at least six-six. The teapot began to whistle its tune when they walked into the kitchen and Gabriel quickly poured the hot water over the tea bags waiting in the two cups. As she mixed in the honey and lemon, she commented on De`quena’s attire.

“You look amazing; I love your dress.”

Her reply gave Gabriel a warm tingling feeling inside.

“Thank you; I was hoping to make a good first impression.”

        Gabriel stopped stirring for a second, then glanced over at her with an enticing smile with a confirmation.

“Mission accomplished.”

        De`quena quickly turned away from her spellbinding sky-blue eyes and struggled to resist the urge to just jump up and take Gabriel into her arms.

        For the next half-hour, they sat sipping tea with small talk of their likes and dislikes, which brought out laughs and giggles throughout the conversation. When their cups were empty, Gabriel offered to escort her around the Island.

“I guess you would like the grand tour.”

        Even though Beth had shown her the party highlights, she enthusiastically accepted the invitation.

“Yes, I would enjoy that.”

        Gabriel rose from her seat and started toward the bedroom.

“Give me a few minutes to get dressed.”

        De`quena’s heart seemed to skip a beat when Gabriel came out wearing a full-length, red dinner dress that fit tight around the waist with a slit up the side all the way up past the hip, and a low-cut top that showed just the right amount of her well pronounced cleavage, along with matching red high heels. Gabriel slowly walked toward her as De`quena stood and softly commented on her beauty.

“You look like a Goddess.”

Gabriel made her way up in front of De`quena, then reached and gently placed her hand against her cheek.

“Thank you, Sweetie; just trying to look as beautiful as you.”

De`quena was in awe that this redheaded beauty was a couple inches taller than she was, while replying with assurance.

“Totally accomplished above and beyond.”

        De`quena had never dated anyone taller than herself, and when Gabriel slowly leaned in, without resistance, she matched her moves. Both their hearts were pounding so hard, if you listened closely, you could have heard the affection as their full luscious lips met and Gabriel’s tongue found De`quena’s. De`quena’s knees went a bit weak and she pulled away with heated breaths, then whispered.

“Shall we go?”

Thinking she may have crossed the line by moving too fast, Gabriel quickly apologized.

“Yes, of course; I’m sorry, that was out of line.”

         De`quena quickly pulled her back into a quick kiss before assuring her interest.

“No, please don’t be sorry; I am interested, and very attracted to you.”

Gabriel stared into her cat-green eyes with a loving smile while indicating her interest.

“And you have definitely got my full attention; shall we go?”

        They slowly made their way down to the bottom of the steps, then De`quena realized there was no vehicle in sight.

“What, are we walking?”

Gabriel glanced down as she answered.

“In these shoes, don’t be silly; I called Beth when I was getting dressed, she should be here any minute.”

        Just then De`quena saw the big Lincoln come around the corner followed by a red convertible corvette. Both vehicles pulled to a stop and Beth jumped from her vehicle and ran up to Gabriel as she held one hand up in the air for her to see. Gabriel shouted a short scream and pulled her into a tight embrace when she saw the diamond engagement ring. Ahyoka walked up beside them and advised Gabriel that they would soon be kin.

“I guess we will be cousins.”

        Gabriel pulled her into the embrace with appreciation.

“I am thrilled to have you as part of our little family; I have been worried about Beth, and when she would settle down.”

Gabriel released the two and stepped back as she took De`quena by the hand while explaining her plans.

“We are taking in the grand tour of the Island; so I will have your car all day.”

Beth agreed as she made her plans known.

“Not a problem; Ahyoka and I plan to spend the rest of the day lying in bed.”

        Beth quickly made sure to meet Gabriel at the driver’s door and whispered so De`quena couldn’t hear.

 “We will take the time to go get the cave ready; you damned well better take her to see the cave.”

        Gabriel smiled and nodded in agreement as she opened the car door.

        To De`quena, this was turning out to be like a fairytale date, Gabriel’s timing to bring out her laughter was impeccable, then there was her comprehension of the legal system which astonished her, and there were those tiny lip pecks Gabriel would give at just the right moment when it seemed everyone was looking their way, and with Gabriel’s towering physique, with each loving kiss De`quena was given a new experience that she never had to do before; slightly tilt her head upward, which impelled an electrifying and exhilarating shockwave to course through her own lofty body each time. By late evening it was clear to everyone that De`quena was Gabriel’s very special guest. Gabriel slipped her arm around her waist as they slowly made their way from the Tiki Bar to the car, then when she reached to open the passenger door, Gabriel lovingly pulled her to a stop and leaned in, so to whisper in her ear.

“One more stop to show you; my special place.”

De`quena was so enthused about how this had been the best date she could recall; all she could do was smile in response. The two held hands as Gabriel slowly made their way around the curvy road that stretched across the entire Island, and at one-point De`quena glanced down and thought to herself, “Perfect.”

 

 

 

Chapter five

 

Gabriel slowly pulled up to a closed rod-iron gate that bantered a sign that read,

 

[PRIVATE – KEEP OUT].

 

        Freeing De`quena’s hand, she placed the car in park and shut off the engine, then turned and stared, seeming to be taking in every feature, freckle, and imperfection on her face. De`quena gave a quick glance upward as she felt her face turn beet red, then looked back into Gabriel’s beautiful sky-blue eyes and struggled to whisper.

“What?”

        Gabriel slowly looked her up and down, then with a soft alluring tone, she began to explain.

“Okay, here’s the deal; just over that sand dune is the beach, our destination is about one-hundred yards further; but I’m thinking we’re not quite dressed for a stroll on the beach, so I will unlock the gate.”

De`quena refused to release her hand as she countered with a proposal.

“I’m willing to take off my heels, and I can always have the dress cleaned.”

Gabriel smiled while making her own suggestion.

“Well, Love; I have a couple of beach raps; we could change.”

        She wondered if Gabriel could hear the pounding within her chest as she nodded in agreement. Gabriel pushed the button that opened the trunk, then they exited and headed toward the back. De`quena could clearly hear the voice inside her head talking and tried to argue back.

“OMG, you’re going to see this magnificent redheaded Goddess naked.”

De`quena silently refuted what the tiny voice was implying.

“But I’m not a lesbian.”

This time her imaginary voice was a bit louder and sterner.

“Yeah, right; you know you can’t wait for her to kiss you again.”

Now she was embarrassing herself and scolded the voice.

“Shut up! Just shut the “F” up.”

        Gabriel didn’t hesitate as she began peeling off her clothes, and De`quena’s eyes were transfixed on her while also slowly removing her own, then Gabriel reached into the trunk and brought out two of the flimsiest raps De`quena had ever seen. They were completely see-through and maybe reached down to their bellybuttons, and she let out a loud giggle as she slyly commented.

“You know, I have never walked down a beach completely naked before.”

        Gabriel gave a tempting smile as she tossed the raps back into the trunk on top of their clothes, then closed it. They stood for a few moments taking in the other’s beauty, and De`quena had never experienced such a feeling of love for another. For a long second, she was captured by the fact that Gabriel’s perfectly trimmed, tiny, heart-shaped pubic hair was as red as the hair on her head. Gabriel made the first move and gently took her by the hand and headed for the small opening within the dunes. They blissfully strolled down the beach hand and hand with their feet in the water as the Sun was sitting on the horizon and filling the skyline with breathtaking colors. At the halfway point De`quena began to speak softly.

“Why me?”

Confused as to what she meant; Gabriel replied.

“Excuse me.”

She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled before clarifying.

“Why me? I mean, you are so picturesque, also wealthier than I could ever dream to be.”

        Gabriel’s tranquil feminine outburst of laughter caused De`quena’s body to instantly become encapsulated with goose bumps, then Gabriel countered with sincerity.

“Love, I’m nowhere near wealthy; if I had to pay to come here, I would be shit-out-of-luck.”

De`quena quickly glanced at her in confusion.

“I don’t understand, I thought you owned this Island.”

Once again Gabriel giggled before explaining how the party Island was possible.

“Me and twenty other investors; I mean, yeah, the dream was Sheila’s and mine, but we had a few rich friends that liked the plan we put together and created all of this; I make my living from my day Job.”

That peaked De`quena’s curiosity.

“Oh wow; okay; so, what is your day job.”

Gabriel let go of her hand and placed her arm around her shoulder, then gently pulled her close as she answered.

“I’m a federal judge.”

That made since to De`quena, considering her knowledge of the law.

“That explains your comprehension of the law.”

        Gabriel stopped and lucidly pulled her into an irresistible embrace, pressing their firm breasts together. As they stood with their towering, nude, warm bodies densely compressed as one, she gazed into Gabriel’s hypnotizing sky-blue eyes, and was having difficulty focusing on what she was saying as the voice in her head kept repeating over and over; “Kiss me; kiss me; please, kiss me now.” and this time she had no argument. Gabriel tightened her arms around her waist as she spoke softly.

“When I examined your application, I thought you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen; and once I read it, I realized our intelligence were equivalent; I’m not interested in just a roll in the sack, I want a lifelong companion.”

        Before she could respond, Gabriel released her, gently took her hand, then started them back on their way. That little voice started screaming in De`quena’s psyche, “What the ‘F’, no kissy?”

        The dunes quickly became a rock cliff that ascended toward the sky, and the beach made a sharp turn into a large cove where a small ten-foot-by-ten-foot rock building about seven-feet tall sat with thick vines concealing the front, and De`quena thought to herself.

“No way we are sleeping in that; I mean, it doesn’t even have windows.”

Gabriel reached into her hair and retrieved a large hairpin and clicked it toward the vine covered cliff. This was the last thing De`quena expected, and stood big-eyed as the vines slowly began to rise from the ground, leaving in their place a huge screened-in cave. Gabriel giggled a comment as she pulled her through the opening.

“Yap, still works.”

        It wasn’t just a cave; the rock walls and ceiling were smooth and shined as if polished, and the floor was laid with exquisite patio stone. The screen covered the entire front, giving a panoramic view of the ocean from the enormous waterbed that sat in the center. De`quena could feel the moisture gradually slipping down the inside of her thighs as Gabriel patiently lured her onto the bed.

        As the morning sun rose above the horizon, De`quena laid observing her beautiful redheaded goddess sleeping next to her. She had never known such satisfaction, noting the short tantalizing tingle she only experienced five times in her life seemed to be never ending last night. She knew for certain Gabriel was her soulmate as the little voice in her head yelled out,

“HELL YES, I’M A LESBIAN!”