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When Tegan awoke from her nap it took her a moment to recall why she felt sticky, and found her way to the bathroom to wash the dried spunk from her skin before checking the local time on her phone. Jennifer had texted her about the mixer that evening, as apparently Daddy had spoken to her about it again and seemed to have just assumed they’d be going out this evening. It made Tegan all the more suspicious about what his agenda was. She wasn’t expecting him to keep them locked up in the villa to have his way with them all week but after their first day at the resort she felt confused by the fact he was now pushing them away.

She threw on a floral print sundress and some pink thong panties then crossed the hall and poked her head into Jennifer’s room and, not finding her there, made her way to the common area of the villa. Spotting her on the deck she headed out there and took a seat on the lounger next to her.

“Hey.” Jennifer acknowledged.

“Hey. Where’s Daddy?”

“Not sure. I think he went out and came back. I didn’t check his room or anything.” Jennifer shrugged.

“How you going?”

“Feeling pretty chill. Just conserving my energy. Still a bit jetlagged.” Jennifer stretched her arms above her head.

“So we’re going to hit the mixer?”

“Seems to mostly be for the young ones. Which here I guess is like eighteen to twenty-five.”

“Why do you think Daddy’s so keen for us to go?”

“Maybe he just wants us to have a good time? Maybe he’s got an ulterior motive. But I mean, it can’t be anything we didn’t sign up for right?”

“Good point.” Tegan conceded. Worst case scenario, she figured, was she came home drunk and Daddy had his way with her while she was passed out, which she’d already tacitly consented to by coming on the trip and had already kind of happened just a few hours earlier.

“Did you and daddy get up to anything after I dozed off?” Tegan enquired.

“He came into my room while I was getting changed out of my bikini back into this.” Jennifer gestured at her outfit, the cropped t-shirt and tiny shorts she’d originally started the day in. “Just made some chit chat, reminded me about the mixer.” She took a puff off her vape, filling the air with the artificial cherry flavour. “He really seems to want us to go.”

—

A short while later they’d headed out. The primary restaurant/bar area near the pool had been closed for the evening for the exclusive purpose of the party and the back wall had been opened onto the beach, apparently being made up of non-permanent partitions. They drifted through the bar area picking up a drink each and a couple of canapes, making their way onto the beach. There was quite a crowd – larger than Tegan would have expected, but the resort was more extensive that what she’d explored so far. A DJ booth was set up with a designated dance area and a few people were playing beach games, but mostly people were milling about with drinks in hand. Tegan spotted Hugo and Alex standing with a third guy and approached them, figuring it would be an easy icebreaker.

“Violet, wasn’t it?” Hugo acknowledged as she approached. He was dressed in a white singlet and khaki shorts, standing barefoot in the sand.

“And this is Rose.” Tegan introduced Jennifer, who gave an awkward wave.

“Alex…” Hugo gestured vaguely at his brother who was wearing a plain black t-shirt. “and Jake.”

Jake was a bit taller and more muscular than the relatively slender French men, but also carried a bit of chubbiness as well. He was, on the whole, just generally larger. He had shaggy red hair and a scruffy beard several shades darker than his head hair and was wearing a sleeveless shirt with denim cutoff shorts.

“So what brings you ladies here?” Jake asked. His accent was distinctly Australian and gave Tegan a mild pang of homesickness.

“We’re on vacation with our Daddy.” Jennifer Tipobet said, sipping from her cocktail as her hips absently swayed to the music. Tegan got the vibe that Jennifer was already in a flirty mood and that Jake was very much her type. Maybe his accent made her homesick too.

“Your dad?” Jake glanced around. “Is he here?”

“Nope. He sent us out on our own for the night.” Jennifer said innocently.

“Bit weird to bring your daughters to this kind of resort isn’t it?” Jake interrogated.

“I think nudity is perfectly natural. It doesn’t always have to be sexualised.” Tegan interjected, trying to change the course of the conversation.

“That’s what I said.” Hugo agreed.

“Yeah, nah, maybe.” Jake conceded sceptically.

“So what brings you here, Jake?” Tegan rounded on him.

“A clothing optional resort where everyone’s clean? I’m here for the cute girls.” He glanced from Tegan to Jennifer and winked at her.

Tegan ruminated on his response. ‘Everyone’s clean’? Jennifer and Tegan had taken blood tests before the trip and presumably so had their patron. She assumed that those were the terms of their own arrangement, not a prerequisite for visiting the resort generally. If that were the case, then it seemed like this was more than a nudist resort. Presumably Jennifer had figured that out, and she assumed ‘Daddy’ knew it too. And here she was making casual conversation with guys who probably thought she knew all along what she was getting herself into.

“Excuse us for a sec.” Processing those thoughts in an instant she put a gentle hand on Jennifer’s shoulder and guided her a few metres away for a private conversation.

“What?” Jennifer asked, glancing around them.

“This is a full on hook up party.” Tegan explained.

“Ok.” Jennifer shrugged, finishing her drink and leading Tegan back to the bar for a refresh.

“Ok?” Tegan queried.

“Ok, so those guys probably think we’re freaks coming to a sex resort with our ‘Daddy’ or whatever? Who cares what they think?” Jennifer said dismissively.

“I was more thinking about the fact that this mixer is probably just a pretence for people to get laid.”

“Aren’t most parties?” Jennifer observed.

“You’re fine with that? Because Jake probably assumes you are.”

“Oh I am definitely gonna wind up blowing him.” Jennifer took another cocktail from the bar and handed one to Tegan as she glanced almost longingly back out in the direction of the beach, then back to Tegan. “Don’t look so shocked. Sucking dick is what I do. Besides, you’re one to talk.”

“I didn’t say anything!” Tegan objected.

“Seemed like you were gonna.”

“Well I wasn’t. I just want us to be safe out there.”

“Daddy reserved my cherry.” Jennifer punctuated this statement with a puff from the vape he’d bought her. “I’ll protect that ‘til it’s paid for. Other than that, all bets are off.”

“Ok, but let’s look out for each other. I’m sure everyone here is chill, I just don’t want us to get into trouble.” Tegan explained cautiously.

“Deal. Bump it.” Jennifer proffered her fist, which Tegan bumped.

—-

Back out on the beach the trio of men they’d been talking to had been joined by Sally the windsurfing instructor. She seemed to still be wearing her bikini from earlier in the day but had thrown a sarong around her waist.

“Hey, Violet and Rose, right?” Sally acknowledged.

“You know each other already?” Hugo asked.

“We had windsurfing lessons earlier.” Tegan explained.

“Oh that was you guys out on the beach today?” Jake realised, eyeing Tegan. “Sorry, I didn’t recognise you with your clothes on.”

“Ha ha.” Tegan rolled her eyes and sipped her cocktail. Then she looked around at their assembled group. “Shit, everyone here has seen me naked.”

“Am I complaining?” Hugo commented. “You can keep being Tipobet Giriş naked if you like.”

“You wish.” Tegan said coyly, taking another sip of her drink.

“Pardonnez, but that seems like an inevitability, and a waste of a perfectly good wish.”

Tegan had no counterargument to that and having already used ‘touche’ once today she decided to let Hugo’s response go unanswered and looked for an excuse to change the subject. She scanned the beach and noticed it had become a little more crowded but not intensely so. Most of the crowd had gathered on or near the dance area near the DJ booth but Tegan felt no strong draw to head in that direction. When she turned back to her group, Alex had procured a volleyball from somewhere and was looking at her expectantly. She realised she’d been asked something and missed it in her prolonged distraction.

“Sorry?”

“Three on three. Boys versus girls. You in?” He spun the ball on his palm, and Tegan noticed a net strung up behind him. Glancing around at the others it was clear they’d already affirmed they were in so Tegan just nodded and finished her drink, setting the empty plastic vessel on a barrel that was serving as a makeshift beach table as she headed towards the court.

“Go easy on me, I haven’t played since high school.” Tegan warned.

“Who the hell has? It’s volleyball.” Jake snarked.

“Strip rules.” Hugo announced.

“Excuse moi?” Tegan asked. Hey, she knew a fourth French word.

“You lose a point, you lose a piece of clothing. First team naked loses.”

Tegan glanced at Jennifer and Sally, expecting the others to show some resistance to Hugo’s presumption that they’d just agree to his proposition.

“Sure.” Jennifer concurred.

“I honestly just assumed.” Sally shrugged.

With the tide clearly in favour of turning this into a strip game Tegan just shrugged. Since everyone here had already seen her naked she figured she had the least to lose anyway. Of course there were a couple of dozen other people on the beach at this point but somehow she doubted many people would be clothed for long anyway. They all kicked off their shoes and/or flip-flops before starting and took their placed on the court. Alex sent a careful serve over which Jennifer easily sent back. Hugo set the return and out of nowhere Alex jumped up and spiked the ball hard into the sand right by Jennifer, making her squeal in surprise as the impact thudded against the sand.

“Anyone feel like we’re getting sharked, here?” Jennifer said in mock protest as she peeled off her crop top to reveal her skimpy peach lace bra.

“Less talking more winning.” Sally chimed in, having recovered the ball and sending a serve back towards the boys. This round ended after a short volley where the ball bounced off Jake’s head and out of bounds. He pulled off his t-shirt and threw it aside.

The next few rounds went back and forth and the girls gained confidence. Hugo and Alex likewise lost their shirts and Sally lost her sarong, which she gladly threw aside announcing it had been holding her back anyway. Tegan’s lucky streak ended when Jennifer tried to set up a spike and Tegan smacked the ball directly into the net. She sighed heavily, kicking the ball over to the boys’ side to serve as she untied the neck strap of her sundress and let it fall to the sand around her ankles, leaving her clad only in her skimpy pink panties. As the first set of female breasts exposed – such as they were, with Tegan being so underendowed – the boys gave a round of appreciative whistles.

“Alright, alright, let’s get on with it.” She chided them, noticing a few spectators gathering in her peripheral vision.

Hugo served and the point ended with him eating sand as Sally carefully dropped a shot just over the net after a few volleys had gotten them all to move back. With a smirk he dropped his shorts to reveal that he’d Tipobet Güncel Giriş foregone underwear, his thick cock dangling from a wiry brush of pubes. Sally mockingly reciprocated his lewd whistle from before as Jennifer took the ball to serve and double-faulted. Tegan half suspected she’d done so on purpose just to get caught up as she seemed a little too pleased to shimmy out of her denim cutoffs to expose the peach panties that matched her bra.

On the next point Jake belted the ball too hard and it sailed clear of the back boundary of the roughly defined court and kicked off his shorts, stripping to his boxer-briefs.

The next few rounds the teams traded points. Sally was the next girl to lose her top and stripped out of the bikini to reveal her untanned breasts, practically glowing against the backdrop of her tan and jutting out from her in a perky teardrop shape crowned by pale pink areolae. Alex lost his shorts but he, like Jake, was wearing boxers underneath. Inevitably after what seemed like a concerted effort to take her down, Jennifer lost her bra, finally unveiling her tits with their pink puffy nipples.

Jake lost the next point, possibly because he’d become distracted by his interest in Jennifer and removed his last vestige of clothing to reveal a lengthy uncircumsized prick, his crotch absent any hair. Tegan had never seen a man so smooth.

“Hey, my eyes are up here.” Jake chastised her as Alex served. As the last partially clothed member of his team Alex played with a renewed energy, realising he was at a three to one disadvantage. Jennifer lost the next point, demurely taking down her peach panties to expose her hairless mound, possibly regretting her decision to throw a point earlier. Alex took Sally down next and she laughed as she kicked off her bikini bottoms, revealing a trimmed blonde bush.

Surprised that somehow she’d started with the least clothing and losing the first point that she was still somehow wearing her panties, Tegan’s competitive spirit kicked into gear and she tried to rally her troops to defend her. Unfortunately, the boys were clearly more committed to the win and it wasn’t long before Tegan had to give up her last scrap of underwear and twirled it on her finger as she gave her opponents a bow.

It wasn’t until the cheers and applause started that Tegan realised that there were now nearly twenty people watching the game. Not that the number of people bothered her, they’d just been oddly quiet.

“Well played ladies.” Jake had approached from the other side of the court and pulled Jennifer into an awkward hug, spinning her into an overly familiar embrace from behind as if they hadn’t just met half an hour ago.

“Hey, what am I your prize?” Jennifer asked in insincere protest.

“Yep.” Jake affirmed, playing along but also planning to press his advantage for all it was worth. Since Jennifer had already been open to Tegan about her interest in Jake she left it alone. In her mind, and aware that this mixer was a weak excuse to hook up, she realised that left her and Sally opposite the French brothers and wondered if Sally was of the same mind. Tegan hadn’t really planned on it when she initially came here but on the other hand she was at a sex resort amongst attractive people in her age group, and she was already naked. She was definitely feeling the urge, and while she had had several orgasms since arriving it was starting to feel like a long time since she’d really been fucked.

“You gonna lose those shorts or what?” Sally challenged Alex, the only non-nude member of their group.

“I’m preserving my mystique.” Alex groped his bulge. “You ‘ave to work for it.”

“Pass.” Sally waved him off dismissively. “I’m going to go get another drink. Vi, you coming?”

Caught off guard by Sally’s use of an abbreviated version of her fake name, took Tegan a moment to realise Sally was talking to her and jolted into action.

“Yep.” Tegan gave what she thought was a haughty turn, trying to play along with Sally’s ‘hard-to-get’ game and followed her back toward the bar, leaving the guys behind.

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