Chapter 5
Daddy and I stepped off the shuttle to the beach. It was a wonderful drive down, with lots of other resort guests and their bags of beach gear filling the tram. Some people had even packed floaties of various sorts: a popsicle, a diamond ring, a big white swan.
I was wearing my new yellow bikini: the see-thru neon yellow fabric barely covered my areola, and my breasts hung heavy without any real support. I could feel the string against the back of my neck straining, as if to say "just untie me, everything will be fine!" I felt the warm air of the Caribbean on my butt cheeks as the teeny tiny thong string stayed nice drawn up inside my butt crack, only revealing itself at the very top as it joined the string that encircled my waist, with the ties on the side. The front triangle dipped low on my body, barely covering my bare slit, but also offering a peek through the fabric to anyone who bothered to give it a good look.
And look, the guests did.
Behind my sunglasses, I caught several people openly staring at me, and some even nudging their friend or their wife and giving a nod my way. A few even snapped pictures- either directly or indirectly, by taking a selfie of themselves with me in the background. But, that was all within the rules of the Oasis, so I'd just have to deal with my newfound attention. The first few times, I felt a bit self conscious about it, to be honest, but, also a little bit proud. Daddy rested his hand on my shoulder as we sat on the shuttle tram and that had instilled me with a lot of confidence too.
Daddy was wearing a blue speedo with white stripes on the hips. It was pretty sexy, seeing him like that. His bulge was evident from this close. I liked that.
As we got part way to the beach, we saw a row of huts. They were open sided, with palm plants on all four corners, and a visible bed with a large, lush pillow. There was also a small supply closet in each hut. A sign beside the huts proclaimed "SUNSCREEN STATION". We walked over to find out more.
A beautiful black woman named Kanara greeted us and explained that if we wished, we could have sunscreen applied to us, for a small fee, rather than do it ourselves. It was a sort of combination of sunscreen and massage. Daddy looked at me and asked, "Well? Want to give it a try?" and I nodded in the affirmative.
Kanara led us to an empty, two-bed hut. Inside the top of the pitched roof was a slowly rotating ceiling fan. She then asked if we would prefer male, female or mixed attendants. Daddy said he would prefer female... duh... and I went ahead and said I'd take a mix. Kanara smiled and shuffled away to get our attendants.
I sat down on the high bed and Daddy sat across on the other. I took a deep breath and looked around. The beach was just beyond, and the sounds of guests having fun was mixed with the light sounds of a Caribbean band playing off under another covered area. Waiters hustled around delivering drinks to guests at their beach loungers. People were enjoying the water- lots of floaties out there- with the waves gently splashing onto the beach. In the distance, I could see a few people wakeboarding.
And as I looked closer, I noticed most of the beachgoers were nude.
It was an experience I will never forget... dozens and dozens of men and women, walking around, lying out, playing beach paddle ball, swimming, and everything else... in the nude. It seemed there were all body types there... from skinny to fat, big to small. And no one seemed to be bothered about it. It was amazing... and I was getting more and more excited to participate!
Our attendants came in. Three women, one man. The women introduced themselves first: Nakia, Therese, and Shelby. The man was Alfred. All were from Jamaica; black skinned, shining white teeth. Alfred was a large, muscled black man, wearing only a white loin cloth. The three ladies were wearing white thong bikini bottoms and a white cloth that covered their breasts and hung about midway down their abdomens, but showed off their rather perfectly flat stomachs.
Nakia and Alfred stepped over to me and introduced themselves. After, Nakia continued, "What level of sunscreen are we applying for you today? We have everything from baby oil to level 125. Most of our guests go with level 50, and judging from your skin, I'd recommend the same," she said.
"Level 50 sounds fine with me." I replied.
I looked past Nakia and Alfred. I could see Therese and Shelby chatting with Daddy, and he was already on his back... and his speedos were off!
Alfred asked, "Will you be nude sunbathing today, Miss Amy?"
"Um, yes, I believe I will, Alfred."
"Then, may I please remove your bikini for you?"
I nodded, and Alfred's great big hands went up to my shoulders and behind my neck, delicately untying my bikini string. He then reached around my chest and undid the one on my back. I felt my breasts sag a teeny bit more, with the lack of what little support the bikini top had given. Alfred was smiling the whole time and removed the flimsy material from off my chest, but it was Nakia who said, "Oh, girl, you so pretty!"
Alfred's hands then went to my hips and I felt him undo the strings of my bikini bottoms. He delicately removed the panties, and I felt the string between my butt cheeks slide out from between them and past my vagina as he gave it a light tug. It tickled a bit... very pleasantly!
"Why don't you lay on your tummy to begin, Miss Amy?" asked Nakia.
