Jada turned her back, almost shyly, for a moment, and I feasted my eyes on the dark, wide curves of her full ass.
"You're a beautiful woman, Frederika," she said in a husky voice. "I love the way you do your hair, the way you carry yourself. Everything. So curvy...yum. I think we're going to invite you back next year too."
I took another sip and rose from my chaise. I took Jada by the hand. "Let's see how the water is."
It was more than just warm in the pool. It didn't take long for us to abandon all restraint. First, it was my fingertips, lightly tracing circles on Jada's thighs underwater. She moved close to me and I put my arm around her bare, wet, dark shoulders. I looked at her, and then leaned in for what became my first deep, long, tongue kiss with a black woman. It was mutual, woman-to-woman worship, and I loved it.
I gasped as Jada bent lower to kiss my neck. My hands hungrily squeezed Jada's lusciously full tits, feeling her nipples standing out hard and blatantly exposed through the see-through white fabric of her swimsuit. I needed to suck her, and I didn't hesitate, yanking down a shoulder strap to fully reveal her right breast. I pushed her hard against the wall of the pool as I devoured her nipple. "Oh my motherfucking God, that feels good," Jada groaned. "Oh yes. Oh God, Frederika."
Of course, I needed more suckling and tit play focused on me to get off the way I deserved – and had fantasized about the night before. When I withdrew my mouth, I very deliberately pulled back and showed Jada my beautiful breasts – making her hungry for me as I rolled down the top half of my suit, dripping with water. I beckoned her over with a finger, and Jada devoured my right breast, sucking as much of me into her mouth as possible. Incredible jolts of pleasure shot through me, right to my cunt. "Fuck! Yes!" I responded. "Suck my nipple hard, Jada. That's a good girl."
Jada had told me that the three college girls who shared the townhouse next door were away for the week, but as I looked up, I realized it wasn't true. A flash of long blonde hair and a fluttering curtain on the second floor was a dead giveaway. The knowledge that Jada and I were being watched and admired by at least one other woman aroused me even more. I had to start to show off and be even more aggressive in my seduction, getting off on my goddess-style exhibitionism.
I pulled myself up out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool, spreading my thighs wide. Jada kneeled on the ledge in front of me. I ran my fingers over my crotch, savoring the sensation of my engorged cunt lips. Then I pulled aside the fabric, exposing my delicious wet tangle of pubic hair.
Jada didn't need instructions. She leaned in and began to eagerly lick out my pussy, holding on to my thighs as they stiffened toward orgasm. As her tongue lapped up at my clit, I felt my face grimacing with uncontrollable pleasure. But what really made me crazy were her half-stifled moans and gulps, her urgent gasping as she tongue-fucked her new white lover's cunt. I squeezed my own nipples hard, and arched my body back. I was getting ready to cream. My half-open eyes strayed to that next-door window, which was partially open. This time I could see them: two girls, the blonde and a shorter-haired brunette, wearing identical university T-shirts, cute and 20 years old at most. Combined with Jada's insatiable tongue, the sight of those young faces – wanting to give them a sight they would rub their cunts to for the rest of their lives – pushed me right over the fucking edge. I began to scream and come, pushing Jada away only when I couldn't take any more.
Later that afternoon, we played games with the powerful jet stream in Jada's pool. Both completely nude by now, we took turns straddling it, stimulating ourselves vaginally and anally. "Oh yeah, it's going right up my ass," I moaned as Jada masturbated me slowly under the water, kissing my body. "I love having my ass filled any way I can. I have pictures of me with a wine bottle that I want you to see, Jada. I also like to insert my anal beads, or a butt plug, before I go out shopping or head to work, whenever I can. I had the beads in during your lecture."
That sentence made Jada groan loudly. She stood up in the pool and spread her pussy lips in front of me, showing off how her clit and cunt were swollen with excitement, almost like a slice of juicy pink grapefruit between those plump, ragged chocolate lips of hers.
I stood up too. "Go get that tool kit of yours, Jada," I said in a loud, clear voice, making sure the girls over the fence could hear me. "I want us to take turns fisting each other. I'm going to teach you how."
"Oh my fucking God," Jada said with a smile. "I don't think I've ever had more fun than this." I lay down on the chaise to await her return, still feeling the girls' eyes watching us intently.
To climax the afternoon, after being fisted by Jada for nearly an hour, my whole body shaking and writhing with pleasure, I began to squirt. Yes, that's right: I let go of my long-built-up waters with a black woman, screaming out with enjoyment, relishing each sweet, hissing, liquid spurt. Jada mindfully grabbed my half-finished mojito and positioned it in front of my pussy, snaring my precious juices and mingling them with the alcohol. As I screamed out the end of my orgasm, I wordlessly snatched the glass away from her and drank my own come in front of her. I spared Jada the last few drops, pouring it out on the terrace and dimly perceiving it as she obediently licked up my come cocktail on the stone tiles.
Needless to say, I am very grateful to the Marriott for its sloppy hotel maintenance policies. I will also be returning to Santa Fe courtesy of the Southern Women's Health Network next year.
