Her tits floating on top of the swirling spa water dripped as she lightly splashed water on them. She was casually touching herself, no rush, nothing excessive, just… touching, lightly like a feather tracing across her skin.
A bead of water caught on her pointed nipple and my pussy throbbed. I wanted to lick it off. I wanted her tit in my mouth and to suckle away at her nipple.
“I am at your service during your stay with us. If there is anything you… desire, you just need to ask.”
Her words registered in my brain. Oh, right now there was a lot that I desired.
Number one was an orgasm. It had been pending for a while now and the tension was killing me. I’d started out the evening swimming naked, then fingering myself and fucking the spa jet. God that had been getting me there and then I’d been interrupted by my personal concierge.
I had questions, but my urges took over. I’d figure it out later.
“Anything at all?”
Her fingers moved to her nipples and she pinched them, then rubbed them into little buds. “Anything at all,” she answered.
I stepped in towards her. I wrapped my arms around her neck and leaned into her. Her lips her were full and moist. “Kiss me,” I whispered. I traced my tongue around her lips and her own poked out. Our tongues tangled and I pulled her close and pashed her. Her arms wrapped around my waist, her hands splayed against and rubbing my back. Our open mouthed kisses were sloppy. Our tongues twisted into each other, our lips clashing against each other’s faces. It was messy but it was the hottest kiss I’d ever had.
Both of us moaned and pulled each other closer and tighter. I rubbed my body against hers and shivered at her touch. Her hands slid down under the water and squeezed my ass, pulling my hips towards hers. Our hips ground against each other and I moaned at the contact. I wanted to fuck her so badly.
“You like that, Ms Truman?”
“Callie,” I corrected, plastering my mouth back to hers. “Call me Callie.”
“You like that Callie? You like my pussy on yours?”
“Uh-huh,” another passionate kiss. More tongues and gasps. I pressed closer still and rubbed up and down along her body. ”I want more though.” I pushed her towards the top step and down so she sat in the water. I knelt on the step below, eye height with her magnificent breasts. I cupped them in my hands, squeezing them and brushing my thumbs over the tips. “Fuck your tits are huge,” I mumbled. I leant forward and licked her teasing buds. I flicked my tongue over her nipple and played with the other.
I held both of her tits in my hand as I came up. I pushed her back and pashed her again, still rubbing and playing with her tits. As I was standing over her, as we pashed, I brought my hips forward and rubbed against her chest.
“You want to titty fuck me Callie?” she asked, breaking for a breath.
“I want to do all sorts of things to you. All sorts of dirty things.”
“I’m your slave. I’m here for nothing but your pleasure.”
I groaned in anticipation when she said that. My mind raced and my cunt throbbed. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I needed to come.
I sat on the very top stair, lying back on the ground pulling her over me.
“Fuck me slut. Fuck me now,” I ground out.
Elli straddled me, our hips fitting together like they were two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. A perfect match. “How do you want it mistress?”
“Hard. Rough. Now.”
Her hands slapped against my chest. She pulled my nipples and slapped my tits. “You like that?”
I couldn’t do anything but moan in ecstasy. I wanted it hard, fast and rough. I wanted to play dirty.
Her hips were grinding against mine in a quick rhythm and she kept slapping my tits. She pushed me back from the water’s edge so she had room. She slipped one of her legs under and over and began pumping her hips. Our cunts clashed together as she began to fuck me.
“Oh yeah, oh yeah. More. Harder! Fuck me harder you whore!” I yelled. I could feel her cunt against mine as she slipped her fingers between us and played with my clit. I propped myself on my elbow, gasping for breath. God it felt amazing! “Ah, ah, ah, ah,” I panted.
“Come for me Callie, come for me baby.”
More panting. God I was close, so close. In the pale moonlight, I could see our cunt juices building between us. Her fingers were covered with our cream and I wanted to eat it all up.
“Come for me baby, come for me,” she panted. She was close as well.
I pulled her hand away and our cunts mashed together, our clits rubbing.
In the moment, I forgot I was outside. I forgot I was fucking a complete stranger. My one priority was the orgasm that was peaking.
I sucked her sticky fingers into my mouth, the taste of her juice and mine sending me over the edge.
“Ohhh God I’m coming!” I screamed. My orgasm was like a wave crashing over me, sending me deep under, dragging me away and not letting me surface. I screamed out in pleasure again and collapsed against the cement.