As she stepped inside the cabana a wave of instant calm and tranquility washed over her body. The soft sounds of waves gently lapping at the shore filled the air and a light salty breeze carried the sweet smell of the tropical flowers through the sheer cloth walls. The sun sitting low on the horizon cast a warm glow over the white sand of the beach below and painted the sky in hues of pink and purple across the horizon. She moved to the center of the room and allowed herself to collapse into the plush king-sized bed with silky white linens. The bed seemed to wrap her in a cozy warmth that she had yearned so long for, ever since stepping off of the plane onto the tarmac two hours ago. As she almost drifted off into sleep, she was abruptly startled by a presence in the room. She lifted her head off the pillow to see two of the resort employees standing at the entrance of the cabana. Their muscular frames filling out the traditional lavalava. The man nearest the entry moved forward, his broad shoulders emphasized by the way the lavalava draped across his chest, and brightly colored fabric clung tightly to his powerful thighs as he moved. She couldn’t help stop her mind from racing as she imagined what was tucked beneath the fabric wrapped around each of their waists.

“Sorry to startle you ma’am,” he spoke with a smooth island accent that seemed to melt her back into the bed. “We are here for your scheduled massage,” he paused for a brief moment trying to read the expression on her face, “if you are not ready, we can come back at a different time.”

“No, I’m ready now,” she hastily responded in a pitch that surprised herself when the sound escaped. She had never felt such a masculine presence before and the effect it was having on her was pleasantly new to her.

“While my partner sets up the table, I can help you get into this gown if you are comfortable with that,” he said as he gestured to a robe hanging next to the bed. She simply nodded as she slid to the edge of the bed to stand up. She turned to face away from him as she slid the athletic shorts she had worn on the flight to the floor and pulled her shirt over her head. She turned her head backwards as she felt his hands gently slide the pillowy robe over her shoulders. She admired his skin that had been deeply tanned from the Hawaiian sun. She looked into his deep brown eyes as she felt herself yearning for him to simply wrap his arms around her and nuzzle that strong square jawline into her neck. She snapped back to reality as she felt his hands softly nudge her to the table that was now set up facing out towards the water. She situated herself on the table and worked up the courage to say, “I prefer to not have the robe on during the massage.”

He obliged and pulled the robe back off of her body, leaving her smooth lightly sun kissed skin exposed for their hands to work. As she lay her face into the massage table pillow, she could feel both men now on each side of her. As their warm oiled hands moved up and down her body, she couldn’t help but feel the blood rush to her nipples and slightly become engorged; she yearned for their hands to slide around and engulf them in their grip. Instead, they simply stayed focused on their job and both men worked the muscles up and down her back in unison. Then she felt the one that had helped her with the robe move his hands down over her butt and begin sliding slowly down her left thigh. She blushed as she imagined his fingers feeling the heat the was radiating from her moist flower as all the blood rushed there in anticipation. She slowly parted her legs hoping that he would take the opportunity to slide a finger up her slit and spill her nectar onto the table. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and she slid her hand out from her side until she felt the fabric of lavalava. He paused as he felt her hand softly slide between the fold of the fabric and wrap firmly around his thick shaft. She was amazed at the girth as she felt his member swell in her grip; forcing her to have to ease her fingers open to allow it to expand fully.

Overcoming the brief shock of feeling his cock being firmly grasped in her hands he leaned down and growled in her ear, “If you can touch me then I get to touch you.” As the words left his lips his fingers quickly slide up her peach slit splitting her lips open and plunging deeply into your pulpy flesh. She could feel her walls part as his finger thrust deeper inside of her before they contracted holding his hand tightly in place. Outside the cabana the echo of the waves crashing against the far rocky shore could be heard softly roaring across the landscape. Inside the cabana her own waves of pleasure were crashing against her shoreline. The deep and powerful roar of the pleasure waves pummeling her senses and causing her head to swirl. A soft moan escaped as she exhaled as the churning water of her pleasure receded. As she gasped for air in between swells, she felt a second set of hands slide over her breasts and a throbbing cock appear from under the table and press softly against her lips. She eagerly extended her tongue swirling it around the thick mushroom head before he thrust his hips upward and his member plunged into her throat. Simultaneously she felt the fingers withdrawal from her wetness and softly circle around her engorged clit. The waves began to rise up, towering walls of pleasure that seemed to dwarf everything in their immensity, before finally breaking and crashing against her with a deafening roar. Her guttural moan chocked out by the cock filling her mouth.

As the thick shaft was removed from her mouth she gasped for breath as she tried to calm her legs from quaking uncontrollable. She felt four hands rubbing up and down her body as they gently coaxed her to role over on the bed. She stared up at the strong jawed man as he leaned in and his lips met hers. Her lips parted gently has his tongue slid between them and slowly danced with hers. As he pressed hard into her, she felt her slit being pierced by the thickness that was just in her mouth. She gasped and arched her hips as his throbbing member reached the back of her depth. Softly his hands gripped her hips and began gyrating her hips up and down on his thick cock. Her body shuttered as his cock filled her tightness, stretching her in ways she hadn’t been stretched in a very long time. He removed his lips from hers softly biting her lip as he pulled away and began kissing his way down the nape of her neck. She arched her head back against the bed as she allowed the sensory overload wash over her body again. She no longer tried to hold her composure and embraced the endless sensation of falling through an ocean of pleasure. Everything around her faded into oblivion as she was consumed by intense orgasms rippling across her body. She faded in and out of awareness as the two men continued to consumer her body and reposition her on the bed.