Shawnee sat by the edge of the pool, staring avidly at the stunning, buxom blonde Latina happily swimming in the pristine hotel pool. She was absolutely stunning, with shimmering, tan skin, inviting feminine curves, and gorgeous hazel eyes. And of course, a pair of luscious, C-cup breasts that were making Shawnee salivate with desire; they looked so perfect in the black push-up bathing suit top that fitted her so well. She sighed in wistful desire as she unabashedly stared at the beautiful Latina stranger dipping her head in and out of the water, smiling and laughing. She probably has a handsome boyfriend or husband, Shawnee thought to herself in dismay. Besides, if she were into women, she wouldn’t like me. I’m too skinny and look like a pre-teen boy.
Her negative self-talk was halted, however, when the buxom Latina stopped swimming and looked over at Shawnee, staring at her straight in the eyes. A surge of electricity pulsed through Shawnee as she quickly looked away and fought hard to not blush too profusely. Shit, I’ve been caught being a total creep, she thought to herself. When a few seconds passed by and she looked back into the pool, she realized to her complete dismay that the beautiful stranger had left. Loneliness gnawed at her heart and she was about to get up when she felt a seductive, feminine presence right next to her.
“Hello, beautiful.”
Shawnee quickly looked over to her right and to her complete surprise, found herself staring at the luscious Latina from the pool. A primal shiver overtook Shawnee’s petite, thin body as she felt the sexy stranger’s penetrating gaze boring into her. Shawnee gulped as her gaze uncontrollably lowered to the beautiful woman’s C-cup breasts and she noticed that her nipples were straining against the black, wet fabric. Fuck me, Shawnee thought to herself.
“Hi,” Shawnee managed to squeak out. “How is the pool?”
“Wonderful.” She tilted her head and smiled coyly. “Care to join me?”
Shawnee shook her head. “I’m okay. I went in earlier. I was actually going to get a drink right now.” She felt her cheeks flush before she smiled. “Can I buy you one?”
“Claro que si. What were you going to drink?”
“Hm. I was thinking about ordering a strawberry daiquiri.”
“That sounds perfect.” She grinned, flashing Shawnee a stellar smile. “My name is Esme. What is yours, beautiful?”
Shawnee shivered as Esme undeniably checked her out from top to bottom. “Shawnee.” She recoiled in embarrassment. “My mom was a hardcore Texas woman. She thought it was cute. I think it’s cringe-worthy.”
“Shawnee. I love it!” Esme jumped up in excitement, making her full breasts bounce. “Let me get my shawl and I’ll join you at the bar, okay?”
Shawnee watched her walk away, mesmerized by her confidence and natural beauty. The woman was obviously a sex goddess, with the perfect curvy body that definitely had the attraction of every straight male in the vicinity. She watched Esme’s sexy, full ass jiggle underneath the small fabric of the bottom of her swimsuit. Shawnee bit her lower lip, fighting in vain to stop the barrage of erotic, sensual images that were assaulting her. The heady, scintillating image of Shawnee sucking on Esme’s taut, sensitive nipples as she finger fucked her tight, wet cunt forced a whimper from Shawnee and only worsened the pulsating heat radiating from her pussy.
She’s just going to have drinks with you as a friend, Shawnee scolded herself as she watched Esme retrieve her tie-dye blue shawl and excitedly walk back to Shawnee. I could never have a chance with such an exquisite, delectable woman, she thought to herself as Esme cheerily grinned and stared at Shawnee with a sultry expression.
“Totally ready for some delicious daiquiris, love.”
***
Half an hour later, Shawnee and Esme were laughing and so close to each other, they could have been mistaken for best friends. But the lust coursing between the both of them was undeniable and transparent in the way that they were both gazing at each other affectionately and with fire hot desire smoldering in their eyes. Since Shawnee was a Psychology major, she knew that Esme was definitely attracted to her by the way Esme’s legs were directed toward her and how she kept staring at Shawnee, completely ignoring the intrigued stares of the handsome men that inquisitively glanced at them.
“You are such a guy magnet,” Shawnee said as she sipped the remainder of the daiquiri. “You have the perfect body. I wish I could have one like yours.”
Esme smiled seductively and brushed her fingers over Esme’s bare thigh. “You are too kind. I am flattered, really. But I wish I could have your fit body. I’ve always been kind of chunky.”
“I don’t think you’re chunky at all. You’re a sexy, gorgeous goddess.”
Shawnee froze as she realized the impact of her words. Terror struck through her, rendering her immobile for a few moments. Until Esme gingerly caressed her cheek and brought herself closer to Shawnee.
“Look, baby doll,” she whispered in a low, seductive tone. “I know that we both want each other. We have a connection that is undeniable. How about we take this to my room? You can drink some champagne while I take a shower and clean off this chlorine from my body. How does that sound?”
Five minutes later, Shawnee found herself in Esme’s suite. Her accommodations were so much nicer than Shawnee’s; the large living room was the size of Shawnee’s room and there was even a lavish kitchen with an elegant refrigerator. Red cushioned plush velvet couches adorned the middle of the living room and Shawnee sat there patiently, trying her best to regain her sense of composure as she quickly gulped down her second glass of champagne.
When she heard the bathroom door close shut, she wasn’t prepared for the succulent sight of Esme in a black silk transparent teddy that showcased her full breasts and smooth curves. Shawnee unabashedly stared in complete silence as her jaw slightly dropped and her own nipples tightened in undeniable arousal.
“Everyone looks good in black, right?” Esme huskily whispered. “I have a pair of black fuck-me stilettos. Should I be a bad girl and wear them on the bed?”
Shawnee almost spilled her glass of champagne as she sat on the edge of the plush couch, watching Esme approach her with a glint of delicious lust glimmering in those intoxicating hazel eyes. “Nothing bad about wearing a pair of sexy goddess shoes on the bed. I think it should happen more often, actually.”
“I completely agree, beautiful.”
Shawnee’s heart thumped wildly underneath her tiny ribcage the closer Esme approached her. When the beautiful, buxom Latina straddled Shawnee and her full C-cup breasts were mere inches from her face, she closed her eyes and struggled to not tremble too violently.
“You’re so nervous, baby doll,” Esme gently whispered. “Is this your first time with a woman?”
Shawnee opened her eyes and forced herself to look at Esme. “Yes.”
Shawnee felt herself relax when Esme gently caressed her right cheek. Women are so sensual and patient, she thought to herself. Besides the one sensual man she had hooked up with a few months ago, most men were brainwashed by mainstream porn and did not believe in foreplay at all. So Esme’s caress was like a balm to her frantic nerves. Her anxiety immediately subsided and she firmly grabbed Esme’s soft, inviting hips, pulling her closer.
“But I’m not afraid,” Shawnee softly but firmly said.
The electric hot heat between them exploded as Shawnee initiated the passionate, succulent kiss between them. Esme moaned loudly as Shawnee gripped her full ass and swirled her tongue into her mouth, loving the soft, sensual feel of her entire being. Already, she wanted more. She wanted to taste her. Fuck her with her loving, long tongue.
“Let me fuck you with my mouth, baby,” Shawnee said. “I want to make you come so hard.”
“Fuck me,” Esme tautly whispered. “You’re going to be the end of me.”
An idea suddenly sprung up in Shawnee’s erotic, kinky mind. “Let’s go to the pool and make love there. It’s closed, but we should be able to sneak in.”
Esme raised an eyebrow and grinned. “I love your way of thinking, sexy girl.”
Shawnee certainly didn’t consider herself a ‘good girl’ by any accounts, but trespassing after hours at the pool was something she had certainly never done. A part of her got a little paranoid, thinking that they were going to get busted by security, but once she saw how dark and secluded the pool became at night, she no longer felt that twinge of fear. The gate wasn’t even locked, even though it should have been.
“Looks like lady luck is on our side tonight.” Esme winked at her. “We should go by that far corner of the pool. The shadows will help to conceal us.”
A rush of excitement bristled through Shawnee as she followed Esme to the back of the pool, where they could be hidden by the dark. I can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought to herself as they finally reached the back corner of the pool and Esme reached out her hand to Shawnee, pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss that ignited every cell in her body. Shawnee moaned and shivered as Esme darted her tongue inside at the same time that she wandered her hands down to Shawnee’s small yet sensitive breasts. Her clit throbbed even more when Esme broke the kiss to suck on Shawnee’s vulnerable neck.
“Oh my God,” Shawnee whispered. “Feels so good.”
Esme’s tongue lathered her sensitive skin with warmth but she was a greedy girl, she wanted more. She whimpered and squirmed underneath Esme’s touch as she envisioned Esme tongue fucking her hard and deep. Esme chuckled and trailed her soft fingers down her small back before bringing her mouth to Shawnee’s left ear.
“Do you want more, my sweet girl?”
Shawnee nodded vigorously. “Yes, please. I need…”
“What do you need, my love?”
A few seconds passed before Shawnee finally whispered, “I need your mouth on me.”
“You mean my wet, hot tongue buried deep in your pussy? I would love nothing more.”
Shawnee gasped as Esme gently pulled her down to the edge of the pool. Esme stealthily dipped into the pool and purred at the same time that she gently pulled Shawnee’s legs apart.
“Give me that sweet pussy,” Esme growled. “Take off your panties and place your legs on my shoulders “
The only sound were the crickets echoing throughout the silent night air. After Shawnee slipped off her panties, she gasped as Esme aggressively placed her thin yet toned legs on her bare shoulders. The sexy, primal expression on Esme’s beautiful tan face almost made Shawnee come alone. So when she felt Esme’s soft, warm lips against her bare labia, Shawnee gasped and involuntarily trembled.
“So sensitive,” Esme whispered. “I love how sensitive you are to me.”
Shawnee’s back arched as Esme lapped away at her drenched core. Her entire body was shaking and her hips had a mind of their own; she was so hypnotized by Esme’s wet, long, talented tongue fucking her that she didn’t see him at first. A stranger. A silent viewer. A voyeur.
Shawnee almost screamed in panic until she noticed that the stranger was beautiful. He was extremely handsome; he was illuminated by the lamppost to the left of him, allowing Shawnee to discern some of his features. And her womb throbbed when she lowered her gaze and noticed his large right hand stroking his big, thick cock…
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered out loud. “It feels so fucking good.”
Esme began tongue fucking her faster and harder, so much so that her large breasts swayed with every thrust and her little cunt felt like it was going to explode. When she met the heady, enraptured expression of the handsome stranger, she felt her imminent orgasm approaching already. It hadn’t even been five minutes and she was already succumbing to Shawnee’s decadent tongue. Just seeing his masculine face contort in pleasure as he stroked himself set Shawnee off; her back arched and her legs tensed on Esme’s shoulders before her womg tightened in absolute pleasure.
“Fuck yes!” she screamed out loud. “I’m coming!”
Shawnee’s legs violently trembled on her shoulders as raw, unfiltered pleasure coursed through her womb, paralyzing her with ecstasy. She was like a cat in heat, moaning and shuddering uncontrollably. Esme slipped her long, hot tongue further into Shawnee’s pussy at the same time that she rubbed her nose against her puffy, swollen clit, which sent her into delirium. She was going to come again and it hadn’t even been a full minute since she had climaxed. When Shawnee looked over at the handsome stranger, her womb tightened at the sight of him spitting on his beautiful, big cock to use it as lube.
“Fuck me,” Shawnee said. “Make me come again, baby. Please.”
Esme tongue fucked her hard and deep as Shawnee stared at the sexy voyeur stroke his slippery shaft. He cradled his heavy, smooth shaven balls with his free hand and his face contorted in pleasure suddenly. Shawnee’s cunt tightened and her hips jerked against Esme’s skilled tongue as she closed her eyes and covered her mouth to stifle the scream of divine pleasure that escaped her. Tremors of ecstasy wracked her body and arousal seeped from her at the same time that the voyeur came. His hips jerked violently and Shawnee avidly watched as the thick, white-hot jets of cum gushed out of him, spilling onto the ground. Esme purred in approval before she kissed Shawnee’s drenched pussy lips.
“Good girl.” A devious smile grew on her beautiful face. “Did you enjoy our sexy voyeur?”
Shawnee’s body stiffened. “You noticed him, too.”
Esme glanced over at the silent spectator, who was watching them eagerly with rapt attention. Esme giggled and suddenly took off her sheer baby doll teddy to expose her luscious, nude body.
“So, are we going to ask him to join us? Or do you want him to keep watching us?
~~To be continued~~
Aiden R. McKenna 