07 – The Chico Tales

Michelle had slept most of the way from New York down to Jamica, tired from both her physical exertions of being anally fucked by a dog yesterday and the mental exhaustion from the tension that had built up leading up to the final test to be accepted into the DS club. Just before she fell asleep Michelle whispered to Julie, “So has everyone been though the same thing?”

“Yes,” purred Julie, “Every member, myself, your mother and everyone you meet who is a fully-fledged member.”

Michelle drifted off to sleep, her head on Julie’s shoulder, as she imagined her best friend and mentor Julie moaning with pleasure as she was fucked in the ass by a dog. The weird thing in her dream was that Michelle suddenly pictured Julie as Mary Poppins and she giggled in her sleep as Mary Poppins / Julie was fucked by a large dog.

Michelle was still tired and struggled to keep her eyes open as Julie whisked her through Montego Bay airport, seeming to breeze through passport control showing both passports with almost a cursory wave and out into the bright sunshine. The large Mercedes was waiting and a smiling chauffeur opened the door as their bags were loaded into the boot. Silently the air-conditioned car whisked them to the docks and into a parking bay where seaplanes were parked bobbing gently on the waves.

Within minutes they were both strapped into the seats, as the seaplane bounced across the bay before lifting into the air. Conversation was impossible with the noise and Michelle rested her head on Julie’s shoulder and started to fall asleep. As she drifted off she felt a hand under her light summer dress stroking her pussy over her panties making her moan quietly with pleasure. As her groans got louder they were drowned out by the engine noise and Michelle felt Julie’s finger slip under her panties and into her moist folds seeking her clit. Michelle shuddered to an orgasm and then fell asleep, her ass still throbbing from yesterday’s anal fucking.

Michelle felt Julie shaking her gently awake and leaning close to ear said, “We are nearly there.”

“Where?” Said Michelle looking down at the tiny island that was a blob of green in a sparkling blue ocean that glittered in the sun.

“Perro Mundo,” Julie said quietly, “Dog World, our own very private and very discrete island where we can relax and play to our hearts content. It has its own kennels and dog handlers and can accommodate guests both human and canine. Now buckle up we are coming into land.”

The seaplane bounced on the skids then taxied to a floating pontoon where Julie and Michelle alighted before watching the plane taxi turn around and take off, fast disappearing into the blue sky.

“What now?” Laughed Michelle looking at the shore, “Do we swim the rest of the way?”

“You can if you want,” Julie said, “But I am going to wait for the boat,” pointing to a small motor launch that was making its way out to the floating pontoon.

As they stood on the boat moving towards the island Julie pulled her dress over her head and unclasped her bra, she wasn’t wearing any knickers as was her norm, and then placed the clothes in a plastic bag.

“Clothing is optional here,” Julie said standing before Michelle in just her sandals, dark glasses and a large floppy sun hat that had appeared from somewhere.