(This is part 5 of a series. The other parts can be found on my profile.)
Jess lifts herself out of the pool first. "Let's head up stairs" she's says. Pretending she didn't just tell me she was going to sit on my face. I watch the water cascade off her her thighs and ass as she climbs up and out. Moving to the deck chair to retrieve her things. I give myself a few more seconds to recover from the orgasm she just ripped out of me right here in the pool. The older couple who had started to notice me, still glancing my direction.
"You okay sweetie?" The woman calls to me.
I nod. "Yes. I'm okay. Thank you! Just got woozy for a second."
"Okay," she replies, then adds "Make sure you eat something! The the heat will get you if you're hungry."
I nod, "I will. I'm heading back up to my room and I'm about to."
She smiles. So do I.
It's about to be Jess's pussy, but I mean I'm not lying when I say I'm going upstairs to eat.
I lift myself out of the pool, following Jess. I wrap a towel around my waist and grab my things. Jess tosses her pool bag over her shoulder, and we head toward the doors to the elevator, giggling. Inside the building, out of the sun, we both pull off our hats and sunglasses, seeing each other's faces completely now. She's got blue eyes like me, but grayer, steely. Gorgeous. We step into an empty elevator, and as soon as the doors shut, I maul her.
Other than some dares to make out with friend in college, I have never really kissed a woman before. Jess's lips, softer than any I've ever kissed, part to let my tongue slip past them. Her breathing ragged as her tongue flicks to meet mine. My hands are grabbing for her hips, her ass. Then up to her face, holding it to me as our lips press and slide against each other.
I pull away to look at her, still holding her face. She opens her eyes, and they are gleaming. "Your room," she says as the elevator doors open to the 7th floor.
We move urgently down the hall to my room, right next to hers. I fumble to pull my key card out of my bag briefly, but then I find it and the door unlatches. We are barely through the threshold and we are making out again, our hands all over each other. Dropping our bags. Shedding our towels. Peeling each other's wet, cold swimsuits off.
I pull her into the room, as she steps out of her red bathing suit, my green one still around my ankles. Both of us naked now. I back myself toward the bed, my fingers around her soft hips leading her. Realizing for the second time already today, as I hear her laugh "Damn, you weren't kidding," that my sex toys are all still out.
"I told you," I giggle. "See why I was laughing?" I say, pushing them to the side and crawling backward onto my unmade bed, as she crawls up on top of me. Our thighs intertwining.
Her large, gorgeous tits swinging down against my chest. My own natural breasts settling out to either side of me. She glanced down between us, taking in my body "I'm surprised he didn't blow a load in his pants right there, thinking of you using them."
I lift my face up kissing her hungrily. Sliding my thigh up between her to press against her bare pussy, and pulling her hips down to increase pressure on her clit. "I can share them with you if you want," I mutter between kisses, as I rock her hips against my thigh, "but I want to see if I can make you cum on my own first."
