Editing by Angel Love
She opened the gate and walked slowly across the wooden deck that extended from the warm pool out to the railing. I watched her put down her towel on one of the chairs. She placed her small knapsack next to her chair and turned to look out over the rail across the wide Sierra valley. She was slender, with long brown hair, and probably about my age . . . in her mid-fifties. I expected to see someone else join her momentarily, but after a few minutes it appeared she had come to this clothing optional hot spring alone.
The woman leaned on the rail for some minutes, just staring out over the vista. Sitting on the steps of the warm pool, I was relaxing, chest-deep in 100-degree water. "Hmm, she looks like she has a very nice figure," I mused to myself. "I wonder how she'll look when she decides to get into the pool?"
I closed my eyes for a few moments and luxuriated in the warmth of the pool and the sun. When I opened my eyes, the lady was in her chair. I observed as she removed her hiking boots and heavy socks. Next, she pulled off her loose top and shook her head to help her thick hair return to its place. She wore no bra. Her breasts hung flatly against her chest. They were average size, but deflated rather than firm. I must admit that I was a bit disappointed to see her sagging breasts. She did have large, dark nipples and they stood straight out, looking delicious.
She glanced around and our eyes met briefly. She caught me peeking, but my voyeurism didn't seem to bother her. The woman coyly smiled to herself as she unzipped her jeans and slid them down her legs. The sight of her bright red bikini panties captured my attention and I leaned on the edge of the pool to watch her final act. Turning her back to tuck her clothes into her knapsack, she slipped her red panties off and stuffed them into her bag. From the rear, she had a classic hourglass shape with a nicely formed ass and slim waist.
There still was no sign of a companion as she walked directly toward me at the pool steps. At first, I thought she was shaved smooth, but as she came nearer I could see a sparse patch of light brown curls covering her pubic mound. I slid to one side as she stepped into the pool, giving her room and myself a better view.
"Stay where you are," she said. "You're not in my way at all."
I smiled up at her. "Welcome to paradise," I replied as I stretched out again.
To my surprise and delight, the lady stepped into the shallow pool and moved along the edge of the pool about two feet from me.
"Ah, you're right. After a three-hour drive, this truly does feel like paradise," she responded with a broad smile.
I can't say that she was beautiful. The lady exhibited some of the wrinkles and blemishes that plague many women in their fifties. She wasn't unattractive either. Her manner intrigued me. I sensed some sadness . . . like a woman who was lonely and a bit tired of the life she'd been leading. It wasn't anything she said or did, just a feeling I had at the time.
"You'll soon unwind completely in this nice warm water," I assured her as I slowly moved my legs in the pool.
She chuckled. "Yeah, I love to come here once in a while just to unwind and enjoy being alive. Have you been here before?"
"Yes," I admitted, "several times and it's always fantastic. My name is Ken, by the way."
"Hello, Ken, I'm Linda," she replied and smiled. "I found this place a four months ago and I can't seem to stay away."
"I find it very relaxing here," I responded. "It's such a freeing environment," I added.
Linda sank down in the pool up to her neck and copied my action by slowly moving her legs under the water. "The sun feels good too," she whispered as her eyes closed.
I watched her soaking for a few minutes and almost dozed off myself. Linda opened her eyes and squinted up at the cloud that slowly moved across the sun. I decided to see where our conversation might go. "You look like you could use a face massage, Linda," I began. "Sound good to you?"
Her blue-specked hazel eyes met my blue ones and a little smile played over her full lips. "Mmm that sounds nice, Ken," she whispered. "You mean right here? Right now?"
"Sure," I said, "why not?"
"Okay, how do you want me?" she asked, accepting my offer.
"Just move over in front of me and I'll hold your head and shoulders up with my legs. You can stay submerged and relaxed for the most part."
Linda, to my utter delight, slid over between my legs and arched her neck as my legs trapped her body and held her in a floating position. Her body was just below the water's surface and her dark nipples broke above the waterline. I noticed that they were already erect from the contact of our two bodies. "This gal's very horny," I thought to myself as I gazed down on her.
I began to massage her temples and to play with the edges of her ears first. She emitted a low groan as my fingers touched her. Linda licked her lips as I repeated my light touches several more times, allowing her to grow accustomed to me. After a brief silent period, I began to trace the hairline above her forehead and then lightly touched her eyebrows to outline the top of her face. She seemed to enjoy that, so I continued for a bit longer.
Waiting again quietly, I moved to her chin and outlined her jaw and caressed her temples and ears again. This time she moaned low in her throat and her legs seemed to move involuntarily, rubbing her thighs together. "I'm getting to her," I mused as I worked my hands back up to her prominent cheekbones and let them linger along her nose and upper lip.
Finally, I used one fingertip to trace over her pretty lips and I was rewarded when she opened her mouth partway and licked my finger. I felt my cock swell under her and I traced over her lips several more times. On my final touch, she gently sucked my finger as if it was a tiny prick. "Whoa," I thought, "she's getting turned on by a face massage! This is a woman in need."
I repeated my facial cycle several more times and watched Linda become more aroused each cycle. As I completed my last round of movements, I marveled at how much she seemed to enjoy my touch. Leaning over, I kissed her on the forehead and whispered to her, "I hope you enjoyed your face massage."
Linda used her hands and arms to turn over. She looked up at me, then down my body to my semi-rigid cock floating just under the water. "You have magic hands," she murmured. "I loved the way you touched me."
"I also do backrubs," I offered bravely, "but I don't believe this is the place for that."
Linda looked disappointed, but her smile quickly reappeared. "Perhaps later . . . somewhere else," she hinted.
"Perhaps," I agreed.
Having spent quite a bit of time in the warm pool, I decided to use the rest room and get a cold drink of water. I stepped out of the pool and walked through the gate, back to the community dressing room, rest room, and showers. The cold water tasted good. I looked back to the pool through the window and noticed that Linda had moved down to the deep end. She was chatting with another woman. I was ready for a change of scenery, so I slipped back into my clothes and walked back down the hill to my car. It was a short drive from the warm pool area, back past the lodge to the rustic medicine bath.
The medicine bath was a small pool, surrounded by large rocks, having a sand bottom. Flowering bushes and tall pine trees surrounded the pool. Chipmunks scurried around on the rocks and the nearby birds were singing merrily.
I quickly undressed and left my gear in the small gazebo near the medicine pool. A young couple greeted me quietly as I stepped into the pool and sank into the warm water at the far end. The couple sat close to each other and I could tell that they were caressing each other under the water. It occurred to me that I must have interrupted something more intimate as I tromped up the path to the pool.
"Don't mind me," I told them softly, "I'll mind my own business."
The fellow smiled and nodded. "No problem," he replied. We've been here too long already. I think we'll continue our hike after a while."
When they saw that I was in my own world, they became bolder. She straddled her husband's legs and sat facing him. They kissed like newlyweds and the ripples in the quiet water gave away their underwater antics. The ripples were small and infrequent at first, but it was obvious to me that she had let him slip his cock inside. Through half-closed lids, I observed how the ripples increased for a few moments, then stopped again. "She's teasing his cock so good," I thought as I tried my best to hide my voyeurism.
Minutes and several long kisses later, the ripples got stronger and her arms encircled his neck. Her body was sliding faster along his legs and, as her mouth opened, a low moan escaped her lips. "Orgasm number one," I mused.
The fellow glanced my way, but I pretended to doze.
A bit later, I watched as they stood and moved to the steps. The girl couldn't have been more than twenty and he looked to be about the same age. Her streaked blonde hair was from a bottle. Her natural bush was dark brown and curly. "Nice firm young breasts, too," I mused as she stepped onto the deck. She stood, unashamedly nude, while her young husband went over to retrieve their towels. Her small, rosy nipples stood erect on her firm globes as we smiled at one another.
"Have a nice hike," I offered as he handed her a towel and she covered her sweet nakedness.
The next half-hour passed quietly. I was alone with my thoughts in the medicine pool. A chipmunk bravely approached, looking for a handout. When he saw there was no food, the chipmunk sassed me, then scurried off in search of better pickings. I looked up at the treetops and watched them sway gently in the breeze. "It doesn't get much more peaceful than this," I thought.
I heard footsteps approaching along the path and lazily opened my eyes. They opened wider when I saw that the newcomer was my new friend, Linda! "Hello again," I greeted as she walked to the edge of the pool.
"Hi," she responded sweetly. "Do you mind a little company?" she asked.
"I'd love some company. Come on in, the water's perfect."
