Poolside Romp Part 2
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From my cabin verandah at the exclusive spa retreat in the Hollywood Hills, I watched the security guard check the pool area and shut the gates. I knew they weren’t locked, despite the sign which stated the pool closed at 9:30pm sharp. I’d been for a couple of midnight swims in my first few days and on all my other secret solo swims, there were no more passes by the guards.
The retreat was based on a large lot of land, well away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was private, secluded and extremely expensive. But money wasn’t an issue. I’d just divorced my cheating rat-fink bastard of an ex-husband and had the cash to spare.
There was a range of services that the spa offered from your traditional massages and relaxation, Pilates, yoga and the like to some more risqué services. I’d purchased the traditional package, but tonight, I was feeling a little naughty. And risqué. And horny.
I wandered down the darkened paths, lit only by little solar garden lights, towards the pool and outdoor spa. The closer I got, the more I could hear the hum of the powerful spa jets still running. I slipped through the pool gate and closed it quietly, so as not the draw attention to myself.
The pool and spa were surrounded by large rocks and stones, designed to look like a waterfall. At one end of the pool was a large stacked stone fountain, running a shower of water into the pool. The edge curved around, shaping itself like a natural lagoon. It stretched and curved sensuously until a stone divider separated the spa. Surrounding the spa was a large ledge and tropical trees and bushes, finishing the lagoon/waterfall effect. The only light was from the interior pool lights – they flashed and faded, turning the water a range of stunning and soft colours.
On the edge, I dropped my thick white robe that I’d worn from my cabin and draped it across one of the luxurious lounge chairs. Naked, I walked along the wide edge of the pool, skimming my feet along the surface of the water. I always swam naked on my midnight swims. It was so much more… sensual.
I dived into the deep end with barely a splash, swam to one end, revelling in the feeling of cool water on my hot skin. As I surfaced, I brushed my long, dark hair from my face, smoothing it over my shoulders. I kicked back, facing the sky and floated. The stars were bright, without a cloud in the night sky. My large breasts breached the water, nipples hardening in the night air. And to think my ex thought they were too big. Ha!
After a few minutes relaxing, I swam towards the spa. I wanted to loosen up my muscles. I pushed myself out of the water and again walked around the edge. I stepped down the three steps into the small spa. It would fit three or four people at a stretch. It was lovely to have it all to myself.
I sunk into the water, swirled by the powerful jets, and laid my head back. I closed my eyes and listened to the night and let my mind wander. Oh, it wandered into some wonderful fantasies. I began to touch myself, sliding my hands over my breasts, pinching and flicking my sensitive buds. They hardened as my mind raced along the dirty thoughts, pictures running through my mind. My breathing quickened as my hands slid further down, my fantasies becoming hotter and wilder.
Further down and my hands went under the water, softly trailing along my skin. Down, down, down. I began to rub my pussy. Softly at first, and then I rubbed harder. I slid two fingers down my slit and moaned out load as I imagined someone doing it for me. One finger inside and I gasped, head still tilted back and eyes closed, my mind’s eye showing me all sorts of dirty scenes. Two fingers inside and I moaned again. A raspy moan like I’d lost my voice.
“Ooh. Oh that’s good. Don’t stop baby,” I murmured.
I kept stroking myself, sliding my fingers in and out, my breathing quickening and my moans becoming more audible. Underneath the swirling water, I spread my legs a little wider for better access. A jet on one of the stairs suddenly started up and pumped a hard shot of water straight up my centre.
“Oh good God!” I said out loud, shooting up from my position. It shocked the hell out of me.
But felt… incredible. I slowly gained my normal breathing rhythm back, coming down from near orgasm. I stood in the centre of the spa, eyeing the jet like it would turn around and bite me. Then I thought, fuck it.
Literally.
I slid through the water, towards the step I had been sitting on. The water swirled violently, like the jet was working overtime. The spa may have been on the smaller side, but I was flexible. I spread my legs into a split position and lowered myself towards the jet. I could feel the bubbles pumping towards me and my cunt throbbed in anticipation. I held myself just on the surface, arms splayed out on the ledge, legs spread wide along the step.
And then I sat my cunt onto the pumping jet and moaned in ecstasy.
“Oh God, yes. Oh yes, more. More oh God,” I moaned loudly. “Oh. Ahh. Ah. Ah!”
I pumped my hips on the jet, up and down like I was riding a giant cock.
“Harder baby, harder! Oh, oh yeah. Oh, oh please.”
I was near, God I was so close, I could feel it. My pussy was so hot, it felt like I was burning up inside. I pumped my hips more, faster and faster. Up and down, back and forth, the pressure of the water driving me crazy. I got lower, I could feel the actual pump water entering inside my cunt, shooting up inside me. Higher, I was higher, closer and closer to coming. My moans were louder, sharper, more desperate.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I moaned.
Then, from above me, came a voice.
“Would you like help with that?”
My head shot up and I immediately pushed myself away from the jet. Shocked, embarrassed. Turned on and still, no orgasm.
The tall blonde beauty stood naked before me right on the edge of the spa. I hadn’t even heard or felt her approach, yet she was right in front of me. I took in the beautiful woman. Her long, smooth legs spread shoulder width apart. She had one hand on her pussy, playing with her clit. She was rubbing and pulling it gently like she had all the time in the world.
When her fingers came away, a string of her essence came with them. I followed her hand as she slid it up herself, over her belly button, over the incredible mountains that were her tits and into her mouth. She sucked her juices of her fingers and slowly stepped down into the spa. Her long, blonde hair waved over her shoulders, stopping just short of her nipples.
Standing on the bottom, I stared. She was ever so slightly taller than I. The water covered my tits, hers floated on the surface of the water. They were an incredible set. When my eyes came away from the face that looked as if it had been carved by angels, I couldn’t stop staring at her tits. They stood to attention and it shocked me to realise that I wanted her. I wanted to do things to her, I wanted her to do things to me. All sorts of dirty depraved things that I once would never even have considered.
“Who are you and how long have you been standing there?” I asked, my heart still racing.
“My name is Elli. And I’ve been here since you were moaning “Don’t stop baby” as you fingered yourself.”
I stared at her in shock. She’d seen me the entire time.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m your personal concierge Ms Truman. And I’m here at your service during your stay with us. If there’s anything you… desire, you just need to ask.”
To be continued. Please comment below if you have any ideas where this could go
The retreat was based on a large lot of land, well away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was private, secluded and extremely expensive. But money wasn’t an issue. I’d just divorced my cheating rat-fink bastard of an ex-husband and had the cash to spare.
There was a range of services that the spa offered from your traditional massages and relaxation, Pilates, yoga and the like to some more risqué services. I’d purchased the traditional package, but tonight, I was feeling a little naughty. And risqué. And horny.
I wandered down the darkened paths, lit only by little solar garden lights, towards the pool and outdoor spa. The closer I got, the more I could hear the hum of the powerful spa jets still running. I slipped through the pool gate and closed it quietly, so as not the draw attention to myself.
The pool and spa were surrounded by large rocks and stones, designed to look like a waterfall. At one end of the pool was a large stacked stone fountain, running a shower of water into the pool. The edge curved around, shaping itself like a natural lagoon. It stretched and curved sensuously until a stone divider separated the spa. Surrounding the spa was a large ledge and tropical trees and bushes, finishing the lagoon/waterfall effect. The only light was from the interior pool lights – they flashed and faded, turning the water a range of stunning and soft colours.
On the edge, I dropped my thick white robe that I’d worn from my cabin and draped it across one of the luxurious lounge chairs. Naked, I walked along the wide edge of the pool, skimming my feet along the surface of the water. I always swam naked on my midnight swims. It was so much more… sensual.
I dived into the deep end with barely a splash, swam to one end, revelling in the feeling of cool water on my hot skin. As I surfaced, I brushed my long, dark hair from my face, smoothing it over my shoulders. I kicked back, facing the sky and floated. The stars were bright, without a cloud in the night sky. My large breasts breached the water, nipples hardening in the night air. And to think my ex thought they were too big. Ha!
After a few minutes relaxing, I swam towards the spa. I wanted to loosen up my muscles. I pushed myself out of the water and again walked around the edge. I stepped down the three steps into the small spa. It would fit three or four people at a stretch. It was lovely to have it all to myself.
I sunk into the water, swirled by the powerful jets, and laid my head back. I closed my eyes and listened to the night and let my mind wander. Oh, it wandered into some wonderful fantasies. I began to touch myself, sliding my hands over my breasts, pinching and flicking my sensitive buds. They hardened as my mind raced along the dirty thoughts, pictures running through my mind. My breathing quickened as my hands slid further down, my fantasies becoming hotter and wilder.
Further down and my hands went under the water, softly trailing along my skin. Down, down, down. I began to rub my pussy. Softly at first, and then I rubbed harder. I slid two fingers down my slit and moaned out load as I imagined someone doing it for me. One finger inside and I gasped, head still tilted back and eyes closed, my mind’s eye showing me all sorts of dirty scenes. Two fingers inside and I moaned again. A raspy moan like I’d lost my voice.
“Ooh. Oh that’s good. Don’t stop baby,” I murmured.
I kept stroking myself, sliding my fingers in and out, my breathing quickening and my moans becoming more audible. Underneath the swirling water, I spread my legs a little wider for better access. A jet on one of the stairs suddenly started up and pumped a hard shot of water straight up my centre.
“Oh good God!” I said out loud, shooting up from my position. It shocked the hell out of me.
But felt… incredible. I slowly gained my normal breathing rhythm back, coming down from near orgasm. I stood in the centre of the spa, eyeing the jet like it would turn around and bite me. Then I thought, fuck it.
Literally.
I slid through the water, towards the step I had been sitting on. The water swirled violently, like the jet was working overtime. The spa may have been on the smaller side, but I was flexible. I spread my legs into a split position and lowered myself towards the jet. I could feel the bubbles pumping towards me and my cunt throbbed in anticipation. I held myself just on the surface, arms splayed out on the ledge, legs spread wide along the step.
And then I sat my cunt onto the pumping jet and moaned in ecstasy.
“Oh God, yes. Oh yes, more. More oh God,” I moaned loudly. “Oh. Ahh. Ah. Ah!”
I pumped my hips on the jet, up and down like I was riding a giant cock.
“Harder baby, harder! Oh, oh yeah. Oh, oh please.”
I was near, God I was so close, I could feel it. My pussy was so hot, it felt like I was burning up inside. I pumped my hips more, faster and faster. Up and down, back and forth, the pressure of the water driving me crazy. I got lower, I could feel the actual pump water entering inside my cunt, shooting up inside me. Higher, I was higher, closer and closer to coming. My moans were louder, sharper, more desperate.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” I moaned.
Then, from above me, came a voice.
“Would you like help with that?”
My head shot up and I immediately pushed myself away from the jet. Shocked, embarrassed. Turned on and still, no orgasm.
The tall blonde beauty stood naked before me right on the edge of the spa. I hadn’t even heard or felt her approach, yet she was right in front of me. I took in the beautiful woman. Her long, smooth legs spread shoulder width apart. She had one hand on her pussy, playing with her clit. She was rubbing and pulling it gently like she had all the time in the world.
When her fingers came away, a string of her essence came with them. I followed her hand as she slid it up herself, over her belly button, over the incredible mountains that were her tits and into her mouth. She sucked her juices of her fingers and slowly stepped down into the spa. Her long, blonde hair waved over her shoulders, stopping just short of her nipples.
Standing on the bottom, I stared. She was ever so slightly taller than I. The water covered my tits, hers floated on the surface of the water. They were an incredible set. When my eyes came away from the face that looked as if it had been carved by angels, I couldn’t stop staring at her tits. They stood to attention and it shocked me to realise that I wanted her. I wanted to do things to her, I wanted her to do things to me. All sorts of dirty depraved things that I once would never even have considered.
“Who are you and how long have you been standing there?” I asked, my heart still racing.
“My name is Elli. And I’ve been here since you were moaning “Don’t stop baby” as you fingered yourself.”
I stared at her in shock. She’d seen me the entire time.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m your personal concierge Ms Truman. And I’m here at your service during your stay with us. If there’s anything you… desire, you just need to ask.”
To be continued. Please comment below if you have any ideas where this could go
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