Sex on the beach… sex in a pool… SEX IN A JACUZZI… the mind easily wanders when you see a hot guy in his board shorts, and you can just tell that he’s packin’ the goods! You think to yourself, I could slide this 2-inch piece of material to the side and get some of that good dick before I need to reapply sunscreen… and no one would know because it will just look like I’m sitting on his lap in the water! But it’s not always that easy.
So… true story time… A younger version of me was at a hotel for a few days for this conference and I decided to stay the weekend to take advantage to get in some relaxation. Vacationing alone is one of my favorite things to do; everything is on my schedule from exercise to partying. So, I was at the pool in my new Plumeria bikini, and I looked HOT! The over-the-hill businessmen who stuck around past the conference and daddies at the pool couldn’t keep their eyeballs off this 23-year-old Latina with her bikini bottoms tucked up inside her ass cheeks while she rubbed lotion everywhere. I know for certain I caused a fight when some guy thought his girl couldn’t tell that he was staring at me because he was wearing sunglasses! And, TBH, I teased that guy a little… I could see him straining his neck and I took that moment to reach inside the bikini cups to slather my girls with lotion and that was the exact moment he got caught! (Serves him right! Shouldn’t be check me out when he’s on vacay with his woman!)
When I’m laying out and tanning I feel like I’m in perfect harmony with the world; simultaneously pulling energy out of the sun and purging myself of stress. Serotonin is one hell of a drug! Bathing in that “Vitamin-D” usually leads me to think about my other favorite “D”…
Inevitably, while I was getting my sunbathe on, a couple of guys interrupted my Zen to hit on me. They all failed miserably… rolling up to my chair and asking if they can buy me a drink or plunk their butt in the chair next to mine and talk my ear off. I was there to soak up my sun and center myself, so I very politely told them all “no thank you”. Finally, I was truly enjoying a beautiful reprieve from my hectic life UNTIL I saw a yummy guy from across the pool who just rolled in all by himself. Just yesterday, at the hotel gym, I had noticed the exact same guy, all fit and hot, working up a sweat! I had smiled at him when he got off the treadmill, and he got so nervous that he tried to say something but somehow just ended up waving at me even though I was literally right in front of him. Now, seeing him across the pool, shirtless, I wanted to give him another chance and see if he could do a better job… but he didn’t. He DEFINITELY looked at me 6 times but did nothing. It always amazes me how tons of sexy men are less confident than guys who literally have no chance with their no sense of style and manners worse than the Romulans (that’s right, I can nerd out with the best of them!).
So, I smiled at him again… to give him an OBVIOUS hint and he FINALLY took that hint and got out of his chair and walked towards me… but just before he reached me, my waiter showed up and asked me if I wanted anything else… forcing my toned stud to awkwardly stand a few feet away.
As he stood there, the waiter lingered, smiling and, somewhat rudely, feasting on me with his eyes. As before, the waiter spoke to me in Spanish, and I ordered another delicious (but waaay too sugary) Piña Colada (each one of those babies was going to cost me 20 minutes of cardio tomorrow). Then, after the waiter left, the patient man lurking a few feet away FINALLY approached and did the absolute cutest thing… he did an amazingly decent job of trying to speak to me in Spanish for a white boy. I won’t go into the details, but what he ended up saying was something close to, “…I saw you drinking alone and drinking with friends is best… will you be my new friend?” I thought it was so cute, plus it didn’t hurt that I could see a very appetizing bulge in his board shorts.
I replied to him in Spanish, but he looked adorably confused so I pivoted back to English and told him to move his things next to me because I’d be delighted to be his new drinking friend. When the waiter came back, I ordered a Piña Colada for him and after that, we got a bucket of Coronas. I was having such a good time, and everyone else at the pool probably assumed we were a very attractive couple enjoying the lovely day. Now, if you’ve read any of my other confessions, you’ll remember that I call all of the young, hot, white guys in my life Mark when I tell my friends about them!
So… after a few drinks, I had new “Mark” put suntan oil on me and his hands… running along my skin… divine and addictive! I felt myself getting so turned on, and that’s when my Mark said, “I’ve got some weed if you wanted to smoke…”
Uhhhh… yes please! I don’t do weed often but it felt like a good opportunity to have fun with this fun stranger.
We snuck around the side of the pool to where the bathroom and grills were and he hands me a dugout, bat, and lighter. I quickly take a hit and hold it while he does the same. Now, it’s around 100 degrees that day, but, seconds after I discreetly exhaled, I felt cool and comfy despite the million drops of sweat on my brow and between my boobs. I took two more hits and felt like I was walking on water back to our lounge chairs. As soon as we sat down, Mark suggested we go for a dip. The instant we waded into the water, Mark stepped into me, and I just coiled myself around his body. He held me and we kissed… Ugh! Being high and making out with a hot guy you just met… in the crisp water at a gorgeous hotel… my hands wandered, and he was HARD! We made knowing eye contact, and both had the exact same wicked idea… so… he waded in the water, carrying me like a princess, to this secluded corner in one of the two massive pools. There was nobody in our pool and furniture blocked the view but still there was a risk somebody could come by or see us from a distance. It was right near some of the rooms where you could just hop into the water right outside your sliding glass door.
One of the things that I really like is feeling my adrenalin go up as I sense the risk of getting caught. That alone makes me get wet instantly.
Mark spun me around, so I was facing away from him. He put his back into the corner of the pool right underneath an unoccupied room’s tiny berth. We could see just about the entire pool area and there was no one in our pool.
Even though I was a little buzzed and higher than a giraffe, I thought it would be fine to let him put that nice cock inside of me right there in the pool. I could feel him shimmy down those board shorts and I pulled my thong-bikini bottom out from my ass and kinda looped it over my left butt-cheek! I was so horny, but the pool water was completely ruining my slickness and Mark struggled get his cock in me. It was mostly the water, but I’m also really tight, and we were both getting frustrated that so little headway was being made. What finally did the trick was when I forced my pussy-lips open, straining to pull myself apart underneath my hips while Mark shoved his cock at just the right angle… AND FINALLY I felt Mark penetrate me under water… and that perfect fullness of his cock entering me… UGH! I loved it. Once he got inside, it felt beyond amazing and I told him not to pull out… but what I meant was don’t withdraw and re-penetrate me, because the pool water would wash away the slickness and he wouldn’t be able to easily slide back in. Looking back, now I know he interpreted that as “Cum inside of me”.
Either way, I grounded my ass backwards while rolling my hips as I wrapped my arms around his neck behind me. I have no idea how it looked, but, I was so into it and between the booze, the weed, and that thick, veiny cock… at that moment I did not care if we were being live streamed. My heart was pounding thinking about the risk of being discovered and kicked out of the hotel. I could feel Mark’s heart beating in his chest, his breath got sharp, then he started quietly grunting… yup, he busted inside of me! I held him while I felt his beautiful cock shrink and then slide out of me. We kissed and then laughed so much. As soon as we got out of the pool, I planned on going to the ladies room and attend to my creampied vagina, but the waiter made a b-line for us and handed Mark the check. In Spanish, I told him we weren’t quite ready to leave yet. Could it be he saw us? Yikes!
Despite only speaking a little Spanish, Mark quickly signed the check, and we laughed our asses off in the elevator! Then we went to my room and had some more fun in bed… The next morning, I checked out of the hotel. I had planned on spending that day by the pool as well, but something told me I should be staying away! ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ppcnb1/fmexh_loving_the_thrill_of_getting_caught_sex_pool
Gosh. One of my fav setup. Fear of getting caught. Too hot