CHAPTER 1: POOLSIDE SERVICE
It was the best vacation I ever had in my life! A whole week with my best college buds, living it up on the island of Mallorca, just partying every night. Lounging by the pool or on the beach during the day, soaking in the sun, and eyeballing all the hot pieces of ass that were just begging to let loose. At night, hitting the clubs, drinking....dancing....and finding one or two of those uninhibited vacation girls to unload my balls with.
Every night, a different girl. I didn't want to get tied down to any one slut for the week, so I made a deal with each one. No names, no numbers--just a night of non-judgmental fun that would be a great memory for the vacation.
I found that with this deal in place, the women don't seem to mind asking for their darkest desires. Whether they wanted to be slapped around, degraded, tied up, spanked, or even the one girl the other night who begged me to fill her mouth with both my cum and piss. They didn't mind telling me what they wanted, because they knew they would never see me again. And I was all too happy to help them fulfill their dreams.
Now, it was my last day and night on the island. My buddies were flying home this afternoon, but my flight didn't leave till the next morning, so I would be flying solo tonight. No worries though, aside from that one girl who was looking to get a train run on her, I'm more of a one-on-one kind of guy.
So like most days, I spent my morning/early afternoon, nursing a hangover with some hair of the dog that bit me. Shades were on as I lay on a lounger at the pool, taking in the sights.
That's when I saw her. This red bombshell with who seemed to be 80% legs. Of course, that's stretching it a bit, but she definitely would have no problems wrapping her legs around my body. Hair like fire, legs for miles, and a set of tits practically bursting from her bikini top. I knew I had to have her.
Most days were spent at the pool looking at the eye candy, but we wouldn't worry too much about finding where they went tonight, content with our options wherever we went. But this girl...I needed. I couldn't risk waiting until tonight and not knowing if I would run into her. So when I saw her go to the swim-up bar by herself, I made my move.
I finished my drink, took off my sunglasses, and walked into the pool. The cool water felt refreshing on my warm, toned body. I went under the pool surface and sprung myself off a wall of the pool, darting through the water and popping up just a foot from the bar, my short blonde hair appearing darker than normal.
The noise caught the girl's attention, and she gave me a little smile as I watched her eyes roam over my toned pecs and six-pack abs. I returned her grin and took a seat next to her. She was drinking a strawberry daiquiri, and I waved the bartender over.
"Hey, can I get a dirty vodka martini, and if you would put this lovely lady's drink on my tab..." I told him.
The bartender gave me a wink and went to make my drink.
"Thanks for that," the redhead said with a cute little lilt in her voice, "but it's much less of a flex at an all-inclusive resort...." she continued with a giggle.
I laughed as well and turned to her, "Well, it's the thought that counts, right?" I replied, giving her my most charming smile.
"Well, I suppose...." she grinned. She moved her body almost imperceptibly, but it was just the right way to push her tits together and up, making her already tempting cleavage that much more unresistible. My eyes naturally drifted down to them, and I knew she caught me, but the smile on her face let me know it was a welcomed leer.
"By the way, I'm....." she started to say, but I quickly raised a hand up and pressed a finger to her lips, stopping her mid-sentence.
"Sorry....sorry," I tell her, seeing the shock on her face. "It's just....this whole vacation I haven't been learning names....I find it to be very...freeing...to stay anonymous," I told her.
She gave me a little grin that let me know she got my meaning and that she liked the idea. The bartender came over with my martini, and I took a sip.
"Interesting... I guess it's not just your drinks you like dirty then, huh?" she flirted as she leaned closer to whisper her response in my ear.
I am so in....
"Mhmm, well, I don't have too much of a preference, really...." I tell her. "I find it is much more fun," I start to say as I lean in close to her ear, "to fulfill the deepest desire that my partner may have...." My free hand went under the water to her thighs and started to caress them gently.
"Mmmm....now that sounds like a plan...." she purred as she spread her legs slightly, allowing my hand access further up her thigh.
"So....my room....or yours?" I asked confidently as I reached between her legs. I could feel the heat emanating off of her and heard the light moan she gave as I ran my fingers over her.
"Actually....." she said, biting her bottom lip in a way that made my cock pulse in my swim trunks. "....I always wanted to....." she hesitated, blushing.
"Go on....tell me...no judgment from a stranger..."
"Well...I always wanted to fuck somewhere more public than a bedroom..." she said almost sheepishly. I continued to rub her pussy over her bikini.
"What like a bathroom?"
"No.....more exposed....out in the open....where anyone may see.....or we could be caught...." she moaned as my fingers slipped into the side of her bikini.
"Like right here....in the pool....in front of the bar...." I whisper as I stare into her eyes, my fingers finding her clit and gently rubbing circles over it.
"Oh fuck.....yes....." she moaned, before looking around to see if anyone was watching or hearing her.
There were plenty of people around, but at least so far, no one seemed to notice. "Probably best to move it out of the water, though...." I recommended.