Story. "Sail away"

                                                  

Hi Everyone

  Here is the very short personal fantasy that kind of influenced my last piece of art. It is one I have posted a long time ago, but have just re-edited it a little.

  Also I should add, for those of you who do not know me, I am very happily Bi-sexual and this little fantasy has just a touch of naughtiness that some, (quite fairly, no problem), might find not to their tastes.

  Still I hope you enjoy this.

XXX

Andy

                                                   Sail Away
                                                     A fantasy
                                                  By Andy Latex


                His boss had invited him to take a trip on her luxury yacht , She said she was to sail down to the med to meet a very important client and needed a hand. It was a bit of a shock after all he really had no idea what type of business she was to conduct and could not imagine what good he might be to her, but why not , I mean what 18 year old, straight out of college would miss the opportunity to impress their boss on a one to one basis, or if he were being totally honest, what randy 18 year old would pass up the chance of being close to the woman who had become a regular feature in his nightly dreams since he had entered her employment. She was a tall stunningly beautiful in her early fifties. Auburn hair, flecked with confident grey, a woman of impeccable style and elegance, a woman always bathed in expensive perfume, a woman of position and control and one who knew what she wanted and she knew how to get it.
        No, how could he refuse.
        The trip was smooth and easy, he never saw the crew and for the first 2 days spent most of the time just sitting on deck talking with Ms Wilde about the business and his college time, That, of cause, was when he wasn’t secretly glancing at her three gorgeous stewardesses.
        They were a few of years older than him, may be 19 or 20, and if  Ms Wilde was the most beautiful woman in the world, then these three stunning girls with their, sleek hair, Slim waists, long legs and full rounded breasts, came a very close second. However it was not just their stunning beauty which continually brought his eyes back to them, it was also the way they were dressed, or rather uniformed. Each wore a classic, if rather sexy, imitation of naval uniform. A tiny tunic dress and cap in navy blue, with white trim and details, the skirt of the dress barely covering the curve of their bottoms. However, as eye-catching as the uniforms were, it was what they were fashioned from that intrigued him most. It was as if they were made of some strange liquid, that caused them to reflect the hot Mediterranean sun with every movement they made. 
      “They really are the most exquisitely precious  things I possess”, Ms Wilde said, catching him  gazing longingly. “I love them so much and I’d do anything to protect them. Do him like their uniforms, they are all made to measure, from Latex rubber. Very expensive. Aren’t they gorgeous?”
        He blushed deeply, quickly looking away from the closest beauties upturned buttocks, “Um…um yes they are very beautiful”.
      “They have been with me for 2 years now, they were about your age when I first I picked them up. Two are the children of friends and one like you worked in the office. I offered them a trip, just as I have you. Promised to let them experience a new life, just as I have you. Shown them exotic things, just as I have you and then I  seduced and transformed them in the most sensual beauties I could imagine…..just as I shall you”.
      There was a long pause before he realised what she had said, “I’m sorry”.
     “You will fit in so well, especially in the sexy uniform of my junior stewardess. Oh  It will be a little clingy and a little tight and sticky at first, Latex always is, but I am sure you will get used to it, as you will the heels”.
     “Me?…you…you  mean, you want me to be ….to dress like them”, he gasped in astonishment ,
      “Of cause Andrew and I promise you will become every bit as feminine, beautiful and sexy as my other boys”. There was a pause, a long pause and as the look of dumbstruck disbelief spread across his face, Ms Wilde allowed herself a smile of delight and triumph. Finally the net she had laid the first day he entered her office, had closed. “Oh I am sorry, did you not realise? That’s right Andrew, my boys, aren’t the beautiful. This is Robin, this is Sebastian and this, sexy red head who you were gazing at with such clear admiration, is Kim. Boys this is Andrew”.
      Slowly he turned to find the 3 beautiful stewardesses standing behind him. Each smiling their greeting
     “Andrew is our new Junior stewardess, please take him below and make him welcome. His first uniform is in my cabin, but I will leave his hair and make up in your hands, but I want him looking perfect so take your time. Oh and boys, remember what I said this morning”
      The young man was stunned, astonished and bewildered at the sudden turn of events and although he meekly begged and pleaded, saying it was crazy and wrong, he knew there really was nowhere for him to run, he was trapped, on a boat, in the middle of the ocean and quite simply he knew his fate was sealed.

      The reception party on the yacht had been huge success, business was completed and every one left the boat in love with Ms Wilde’s 4 beautiful Stewardesses and especially the junior . For immaculately made up, with glistening frost pink lips and dressed in a tiny pink and white latex uniform, Andrew had felt the gaze of every guest on the boat, and sometimes he had felt more than their eyes. Every guest had wanted to kiss him good night and every guest wanted to take him home, but now the boat was empty and quiet and he was once more the sole possession of one person, Ms Victoria Wilde
      “I knew you would fit in” she said holding his well manicure hand, “You are so very beautiful Andrew and in time, as I add to your femininity, you will become even more so”.
     She kissed his cheek and he felt a tremor of excitement like never before. “But you must remember, you belong to me now”.
     Andy nodded his understanding. “Yes Miss Wilde”
    “Ms Wilde”, They both turned to the sexy voice. The other stewardesses stood in the doorway, “Please Miss. Andrew has been making us so horny all night, please can we take him below and play with him. Please Miss, you said we could after the party. We have been ever so good”. They chorused as one.
     “Of cause him may my dears. That is what I promised”. Ms Wilde kissed him once more, But this time on his lips,looking straight into his sparkling eyes, reading the confusion and uncertainty within. “I know this is new to you Andrew, I totally understand and so do my boys, but this is all for you, you need to do nothing but whatever they tell you, do not be afraid, they will guide you and help you. I promise they will not hurt you. They will show you such pleasures and you must never deny yourself pleasure, not in my care. I will see you in the morning, though perhaps I think I may see a different Andrew……Boys”
     Before he could think he was surrounded by perfumed latex femininity. Delicate hands ran over his body, fingers popped buttons, lips brushed his neck and tongues slowly tasted, as without effort he was enveloped in their sensual embrace and gently carried from the lounge.
     Andy’s head span, it said it was wrong , it said these were boys, but they were so feminine, so soft and perfumed, his body did not hear, their touch was too soft, there whispered words to sweet, there breath and kisses too warm and without struggle he surrendered to the sensual assault and by the time he was laid out on the single giant bed below deck, he was naked but for his glossy Panties and a sheen of sweat. Then moments later, all that remained was the sweat.

      Andy did not awake the next morning naked. For as he stirred, the warm sun settling on his body, he was dressed like never before, dressed from head to toe in a film of glistening lip-gloss and as he stirred in his sticky coating, he felt a warm breeze on his buttocks followed by a soft moist caress of lips. With his eyes ,sealed shut by same film of lip-gloss that sealed his entire body, he felt hands about his body, soft tender hands and slowly he was eased up onto his knees. Softly something warm touched his lips and without thought they slowly parted allowing his tongue to snake out. It was round and hard, a warm liquid seeping from the tiny dimple at its tip and it had a taste he had only just discovered hours before, but would relish forever. A hand softly settled on his head, a pressure applied, not hard, not aggressive but guiding and he allowed himself to be so. His lips parting just enough to excepted its width, allowing him to work them about its slippery tip, coating it in his own gloss, before slowly accepting the intruders length deep into his mouth, rolling it on his tongue, swallowing it down. He moaned softly and slowly begin to suckle and as he did he felt his up turned buttocks being parted and as the warm summer sun played across his feminised body, a second hard visitor gently sort entry to  his body and as it did so, smoothly easing up into him he felt a glow, a shimmer, a wave a excitement and a pleasure like never before.