*Author’s Note: Sorry for the long writing delay. Life has been crazy the past several months as I’m sure many of yours have been. I have a few stories “in production” including the next chapter of the Babysitter series but have struggled to stick with them long enough to finish. I’ll try to get more writing out to you soon. Thanks again for reading.*
There was nowhere I’d rather be.
The glow of the midday sun was shining down on my glistening body while I soaked up rays next to the pool. The frozen mojito in my glass cooled my fingertips. And the presence of my husband Luis next to me warmed my heart.
The past months had been busy for us both, and we’d only now gotten a chance to get away for our honeymoon. Getting a chance to set everything aside and focus on each other had been long overdue. Prices were down on plane tickets and hotel prices, so we zipped away for a week in a tropical paradise.
Our resort was right on the beach, and we took all of our meals outside to enjoy all nature had to offer: pineapple waffles while the cool morning breeze swept in off the ocean, seafood pasta for lunch under the shade of an umbrella, teriyaki chicken while watching the sun sink below the ocean’s waves. The staff went out of their way to cater to every need or request. And best of all, our resort was sparsely populated.
But not sparsely populated enough.
As my half-open eyes took in the view of our small slice of the tropics, my peaceful meditation and reflection was abruptly interrupted by a sauntering blonde in a white triangle-top bikini that was three sizes too small. She was tall and slender with few curves aside from the obviously fake ones on her chest and was wearing large, round black sunglasses that hid most of her angular face. She had a bright pink towel tucked under one arm and was carrying a matching phone in her opposite hand.
She only paused for a moment at the edge of the pool deck before making a beeline in our direction and taking up residence two chairs away from us even though there were plenty of chairs further away. On top of that, she’d chosen to sit on my husband’s side. Still more irritating was that she’d tried chatting him up in conversation while ignoring me. She introduced herself as Audrey and said she was from California.
I didn’t see a ring but assumed someone was coming downstairs to the pool to join her. After half an hour, no one showed up. When she tried chatting up Luis again, I’d had enough.
“Honey, can you get me a Hpnotiq Breeze?”
He pointed at my glass. “You don’t like your frozen mojito?”
“I’m not really feeling it.” I handed him the glass. “Thank you.”
When Luis got up, I was surprised to see Audrey get up too. “I could use a little something myself,” she said. I glared at her through my thin-rim sunglasses.
The two of them walked around the edge of the pool to the bar. The back side of the bar went into the pool and provided swim-up access. I considered swimming over and meeting them there but didn’t want to give her the slightest hint that she was making me boil with jealous rage. But it became increasingly difficult to resist jumping into the pool as I watched her giggling like the brainless bitch she was while thrusting her obviously fake boobs at Luis. They were ginormous to the point of looking ridiculous. To his credit, Luis wasn’t giving her the time of day and left her standing at the bar after he got my drink.
“Thanks, honey.” I pecked him on the lips as he passed it to me. Glancing over his shoulder, I saw Audrey approaching. I stared right at her even though I knew she couldn’t see my eyes behind my sunglasses. When she got about five steps away from our chairs, I sat my drink down and grabbed Luis around the back of the neck, pulling his face to mine. My chest warmed with delight when I saw Audrey stumble for a moment, her eyes definitely fixed on us. Her face was tight as she stepped around her chair and sat down.
She took a quick sip from her drink, and then extended it toward Luis’ back. “This is delicious. Want a sip?”
Was this bitch seriously offering my husband a sip of her drink? I broke my kiss and peered around him at her. Luis turned to look at her but didn’t seem to have any idea how to respond. Clearly, he didn’t want to be overly rude but had no intention of taking the drink.
“Actually,” I picked up my drink and lifted it toward him, “try some of this. It’s delicious.” When he turned to me, I lifted the glass to his lips. Once again, I stared Audrey down through my sunglasses.
Audrey’s shoulders sagged, and she pulled her drink back. She swung her legs onto her chair, reclined it, and laid back. Content that I had put her in her place, I took my drink back from Luis. With a wide smile creased across my face, I laid my head back on my chair and closed my eyes.
My daydream was disturbed by a rustling sound coming from Audrey’s direction. It was like she was making the noise on purpose and deliberately trying to ruin my tropical peace. The rustling stopped, but curious, I cracked my eyes and glanced over to her. She was sitting sideways on her chair facing us and was doubled over at the waist, generously smearing suntan lotion around her lower legs. I wouldn’t have thought much of it except that she was obviously trying to put on a show for Luis. Her barely concealed breasts hung below her like plastic cow udders, barely moving as she shifted to and fro applying the oil.
When she moved her hands to her chest, I watched with my jaw almost coming unhinged as she lifted one side of her bikini top away from one of her balloons and ran her hand underneath. Luis, who had been pretending not to watch her, had his head tilted in her direction. He gawked like an idiot while she smeared suntan lotion across one side, lifted the other side, and repeated her silly routine. I rolled my eyes and tried to go back to my daydream.
The drift of clouds across the sky reminded me of soap suds slipping across a warm bathtub. The warm breeze coming in off the ocean was like being draped in a silk sheet. The rays of the sun on my glistening skin made me look like a shining, cinnamon-bronze statue.
But once again, my peace didn’t last long. There was another round of rustling off to the side of me.
Audrey’s voice cut through again. “You look like you could use a little too.”
When I opened my eyes and looked over, Audrey was holding her bottle of suntan lotion between her spread legs which were turned in Luis’ direction. Her chest was thrust out to him as if she wanted and expected him to grab them. I’d never met a more desperate woman in my life.
Luis rolled onto his side toward her. “I never burn. I always come out tanned just right.”
“Like cookies from the oven, huh?” Audrey let out a silly chuckle.
“Yeah, something like that, I guess.”
“I bet you taste delicious.” She let out another dumb laugh that made it clear her head was full of air too.
I could no longer hide my jealousy. “And I get to taste him every night,” I said, finally speaking up. I slid off the side of my chair, drawing both Luis and Audrey’s attention. When Luis turned his head to me, I framed his face with my hands and kissed him full on the lips.
“I was wondering when you were going to reel him in,” Audrey said when we broke our kiss. “You leave a guy like that out there too long, someone’s bound to take him.”
“He doesn’t need a leash,” I said, sticking out my chin. “With this waiting for him,” I gestured toward my body, “he’ll always find his way home.”
Audrey turned and laid back on her chair. “I guess when you don’t know what you’re missing, you’ll settle for less.”
I wanted to leap off my chair and strangle her. Luis, somehow sensing that my blood was boiling put a hand on my thigh. He reached toward Audrey with his other hand, and for a moment, I thought I was going to have to strangle him too.
“You might be right, Abry. Could I get that bottle?”
I couldn’t conceal my grin if I tried, so I didn’t bother. I don’t know if he called her the wrong name on purpose, and I didn’t care. Audrey lifted the bottle of suntan lotion from the edge of her chair and seemed to be expecting to help him apply it.
Over my dead body.
I swept Luis’ hand from my leg and stood up, stepping over him to snatch the bottle from Audrey’s hand. Straddling Luis, I sat down on his lap and pecked him on the lips again. This time, he was the one who framed my face with his hands as our lips locked. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Audrey tilt her head away from us, but I was sure she was still watching. It was time for her to really feel the envy.
I sat back from the kiss and squirted a generous glob of suntan lotion onto my palm. After setting the bottle down, I rubbed my hands together and then placed them on Luis’ muscular chest. He let out a low moan as I worked the lotion up onto his neck and shoulders. I continued down his torso until I reached the waistband of his swim trunks. Staring him directly in the eyes, I worked my fingers into waistband. Luis’ cock grew hard beneath me in response.
Grinning, I removed my hands and stood up. Luis frowned until I turned around in place so that I was facing toward his feet. I kept my eyes toward him as I once again straddled and sat down on his hard cock. Taking up the bottle of lotion again, I squirted more into my palm and began smearing it down his right thigh below the bottom edge of his trunks. Leaning forward at the waist and pressing my tits against his leg, I worked the lotion down to his ankle before sitting back up and working my hands back up his thigh.
When I reached the edge of his trunks, I paused for a moment, looking left and right around the pool deck. The deck was still sparsely populated, and no one was paying us any attention. The nearest resort employee was over at the pool bar.
I curled my fingers and crept beneath Luis’ trunks. I kept waiting for him to stop me, but instead of reaching to grab my arms, he put them on my lower back. My fingers worked further up his leg until I felt his balls on the backs of my fingers. His cock flexed beneath me. I took another look around the deck and shot a sideways glance toward Audrey. She had her phone out and was desperately trying to pretend we were invisible.
I slid backwards on Luis so that I was sitting on his stomach. With his cock now freed, I slid my fingers up along his balls until I got to the base of his cock. My fingers spread around it so that I was fully gripping him. Luis’ hands moved to my hips as I slowly slid my hand up along his shaft, the movement aided by the traces of suntan lotion still on my palm. His cock throbbed as if all the blood in his heart had surged down there. I gave him three slow, slippery strokes before pulling my hands out of his trunks.
Luis dug his fingertips into my hips, and I felt him trying to shift me toward his cock while he lifted his hips toward me. Instead of slipping my hands back into his trunks, I put more suntan lotion into my hand and began applying it down his left leg. As before, I sat forward and pressed my tits against his leg as I worked the lotion down to his ankle. Luis fumbled with the tie on the side of my bikini bottom then removed his right hand from my hips. I yelped when he ran his fingers along my ass and pressed them against my bikini-covered pussy. Audrey couldn’t help glancing over but didn’t speak. She brought her phone up closer to her face but was clearly still watching us.
Apparently emboldened by the fact that I didn’t swat his hand away, Luis ran his fingertips along the edge of my bikini and began gently poking the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh. Unsure about how far he would go with Audrey watching, I swiveled my hips and ground my covered mound against his hand. At the same time, I leaned forward and slid my hands back up his leg.
Just like I’d done with his right leg, I slid my hands beneath the leg of his swim trunks and grabbed his cock. Knowing that Audrey was watching and stewing with envy, I made a more exaggerated motion as I stroked Luis, letting my hand go all the way up onto the head of his cock so that my hand pushed up the material of his trunks. Each time I went down, I made sure to flare my elbow out so that there was no mistake my hand was moving. As I slowly stroked him, he pushed aside my bikini bottom. It was my turn to moan as he ran a finger across the cleft of my pussy lips.
Once again, I looked around the pool deck. An older couple had settled in about seven chairs away, but they weren’t paying us the slightest bit of attention. Nevertheless, I sat back upright, trapping Luis’ hand beneath me. Rather than remove his hand, he responded by squeezing his hand further beneath me and ran his finger over my lips again. I spread my legs wider and tried to settle more of my weight onto his hand to keep his fingers at bay, but this movement only served to make him push his finger into me.
I drew in a sharp breath but made no effort to move his hand. Audrey shifted on her chair, but I couldn’t tell if she knew what Luis was doing. Her arm was laid back above her head, and her phone was still by her face. The older couple laid out their towels on their chairs and waded into the pool.
As nonchalantly as I could, I began rotating my hips, trying to ride Luis’ hand. He pressed his finger up to the knuckle and gently fucked me with it, pushing my lips into me. His other hand grabbed a handful of my ass cheek and squeezed it in time with the motion of his finger. Even though I knew there was no way I could let him get me off there in the open in front of everyone, I relished the tease he was giving me. I arched my back and let my head flop back, my hair falling free from its loose bun and cascading onto my shoulders and back. The heat of the sun on my sex-flushed face was making my skin slick.
Luis stopped squeezing my ass and gently shoved me while withdrawing his finger. I reluctantly shifted my weight so he could remove his hand. When I went to get off his lap and return to my own chair, he grabbed my hip to hold me in place. His hips shifted several times beneath me while he jostled me with his hand on my hip. In the next moment, I realized what he was trying to do when I felt the head of his cock graze against the back of my right thigh. This was a bridge too far.
I slid backwards on Luis’ lap, sliding past his bare cock, shivering as it slipped past my pussy. I laid back on his chest and let my head fall back next to his. “Don’t start something you can’t finish,” I said with my lips next to his ear. “Let’s go back to our room.”
“Oh, I can finish it,” he said, giving my hips a squeeze as he spoke. “I’ll finish all over your face.”
This comment drew a light cough from Audrey, who I’d momentarily forgotten about. She was still staring at her phone…or at least her face was toward her phone. No doubt, she had been watching us behind her sunglasses. Her envious attempt to be a cockblock brought a smile to my face.
“How about another Hpnotiq Breeze?” I kissed Luis on his earlobe. “And when you get back, we’ll take this party upstairs.”
“You got it, chica.” He lifted his hands from my hips and wrapped them around the front of my torso, raising them until they were rubbing the bottom edge of my bikini top. I nibbled his earlobe in response and swiveled my ass against his lap. He shifted his hands up and gave my breasts a quick squeeze. I let out an exaggerated giggle and clapped my hands over his, pressing them through my top into my soft flesh. Audrey shifted on her chair but remained silent. I knew she was watching us again.
Luis withdrew his hands and shifted me from his lap. He got up and waded into the pool, headed toward the bar. I followed him to the pool’s edge and reached into the water, splashing it onto my face and upper chest to cool the scorching heat Luis had inspired. After standing back up, I returned to the chairs and plopped down on Luis’ chair.
“After that display, I didn’t think you’d dare let him go anywhere on his own,” Audrey said.
“What?” I said, turning to her with raised eyebrows.
Audrey rolled onto her side to face me. “The way you were pawing over him, I figured you were afraid to let him wander too far, lest another woman scoop him up.”
Who did this bitch think she was? I rolled onto my side, matching her pose but thrusting out my chest. “I could let him go to the moon, and he’d still come back.”
“You’re probably right.” Audrey turned back to face forward and sat up in her chair, arching her back, and thrusting her fake breasts to the sky. “Like I said, some men are willing to settle for less.”
“Especially the ones who are allergic to plastic.” I rolled away from her just as she was opening her mouth to say something else. I sat on the far side of the chair with my back to her, pretending to search for something in my bag.
Luis mercifully returned after only a few minutes, breaking the cold silence between Audrey and me. “I got your drink, little lady.”
I sat forward on the seat and pecked him on the lips while taking the glass from him. I let out an exaggerated sigh after taking a long gulp.
Luis patted me on my thigh. “Alright, move it or lose it.”
“Finders keepers,” I said, taking another sip from my glass and scooting back on his chair.
“Exactly. I’m the one who found this seat, so I get to keep it.” Luis leaned over and tugged on my leg.
“Don’t worry, he’s safe sitting next to me,” Audrey said. “If I wanted to take him, I would’ve already.”
I considered slinging my drink onto her but instead stared into the glass with a heat that should’ve made it boil.
Luis tugged on my leg again, more gently this time as if he was unsure of his role in the cold war between Audrey and me. I pulled my leg free from his grip and pressed my foot against his shoulder, gently pushing him back, then dropped my foot off the side of the chair next to him. “Make me,” I said to him.
There was a brief flash of fire in Luis’ eyes. “Oh really? ‘Make you,’ huh.”
I let out a screech as he lunged forward, his arms reaching out. He seized my spread legs and folded them back, pinning me down to the chair. As he did, he positioned himself above me between my legs, grinning down at me like a demon.
I reached between my legs and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck trying to pull him in for another kiss. “Like I said, don’t start something you can’t finish.”
Luis leaned in closer, allowing me to draw his face close to mine. “You know, you talk a lot of shit for someone who whines when she cums.”
“I do not!” I gasped.
“Stop…wait…ohh…hold on…ouch…unnh,” Luis said, mocking me.
I knew he was just messing around, but I didn’t appreciate him doing it in front of Audrey. I released his neck and pushed his shoulders. I kicked and swung my legs until he let them go. When he did, I squirmed from under him and slid off the chair. He swung around me onto the chair and seized me around the waist before I could step away, pulling me back onto his lap as he sat back.
My annoyance at him mocking me and jostling me around quickly melted away with the kisses he began planting on my back. I shivered with each touch and ground against his lap. A devilish grin spread across my face as I felt his cock responding beneath me.
Like he had done before, Luis’ hands began drifting up from my hips over my stomach and onto my breasts. I didn’t resist as he began to gently squeeze them, even running his fingers over my flesh that was exposed above my bikini cups. I shot a sideways glance toward Audrey and was glad to see she was back to pretending to play with her phone. If she wanted to play the jealous game, that was fine with me.
My right hand had been bracing myself on Luis’ chair. I sat forward while reaching behind me, and after feeling around, I found Luis’ cock through his swim trunks. It throbbed in my hand as I gave it a squeeze. Slowly, I began to stroke him, sliding his trunks up and down his shaft. Luis pulled his hands off my breasts and grabbed my wrist.
I leaned back toward him. “Can’t stand the heat, huh?”
While still holding my wrist in one hand, Luis slid the other one along the curve of my ass, wedging his fingers beneath the edge of my bikini bottom, and slid the material to the side. Daring him to continue, I wiggled my ass back toward him.
There was only a moment’s hesitation before he let go of my wrist, and I felt him shifting beneath me. I clamped my legs onto both sides of his when I felt his cock brush my ass cheek. I didn’t want to be the one to chicken out, so I kept my body still. I figured he’d rub against me a few times and then put it away.
My eyes shot open wide when I felt him pressing his head against my lips. I scanned the pool area, but no one was looking in our direction. I knew Audrey was watching us, but she could go to hell.
Luis kept pressing until he slipped between my lips. The air sailed out of my lungs as I suddenly realized that I’d been holding my breath. Luis kept his body relatively still with the head barely inside me. No doubt, he was ready to chicken out but was hoping I blinked first and got off his lap. I refused to give him the satisfaction, even if it meant putting on a show for Audrey.
After several more moments of remaining still, Luis started pushing more of his cock into me. I pinched my eyes shut and lowered my chin to my chest, trying to keep calm and not give anyone the slightest hint about what he was doing behind me. As he continued, I drew my legs in closer to the chair to try to block the view of anyone that might look our way and also to resist the urge to bounce on his cock.
Luis finally withdrew but stopped at the tip and pushed in again, more deliberately this time. Every inch of his steel shaft seemed to pull me into myself as I clung to him. He withdrew again before he lifted his hips yet again, hard enough this time to clap them against my ass cheeks. Audrey, who had been pretending not to watch us, couldn’t help but turn her head to follow the sound. If Luis noticed her look over, he didn’t seem to respond to it. Instead, he withdrew and pushed into me again, smacking my ass cheeks with his hips again.
I’d finally grown self-conscious enough to put a stop to this and sat back against him, which sank his cock into me. I leaned to my left and then right, pretending to look for my bag while giving him an additional tease. Audrey, finally catching herself looking at us, turned back to her phone.
I only planned to stay impaled on Luis’ cock and savor the feel of it for another 30 seconds or so and then climb off so we could go upstairs. But the longer I stayed locked on him with his hands roaming my body, the more I wanted him to slut me out right then and there.
So, instead of standing up and getting off Luis, I leaned all the way over to my right, feeling Luis nearly slipping out of my pussy. I knew Audrey was looking and knew she’d have a clear view of my lips wrapped around Luis. I spent a moment fumbling in my bag for my phone and then sat upright again. Luis let out a groan as I sank back onto him.
“What’s that, honey?” I asked over my shoulder.
“Nothing…I was just thinking about the…umm…something else.” Luis’ voice was labored as if he had just jogged a few laps around the pool deck.
“Don’t do it,” Audrey said.
“Don’t do what?” I stuck out my chin at her. Was she seriously about to scold me for a harmless, heavy makeout session by the pool? We weren’t bothering anyone else, and she wouldn’t have seen anything if she’d mind her damn business.
She gestured toward my phone. “The internet rates and international text fees will kill you,” she said.
I held the phone up in front of me. “No, I was just…,” I trailed off. Truth be told, I wasn’t planning to do anything on my phone except pretend to use it while I waited for Luis to cool off enough for us to go to our room.
“Well, I have the international package on my phone plan,” she said, “so I don’t worry about the rates. I travel internationally so much, it just made sense. But I can see how someone like you wouldn’t spend the money on it.”
I was momentarily speechless. Was she really so desperate to one-up me that she was bragging about a phone plan?
Luis suddenly spoke up. “No, she doesn’t need that,” he said to Audrey. “The closest she’s come to international travel in the last year was riding me in my Lambo in the airport parking garage.”
“Luis!” I shouted. I was equally surprised that he’d tell that story to a complete stranger but also by the fact that he had embellished it by saying he owned a Lamborghini.
“Italian, huh? Yeah, well…I just got back from Italy earlier this year.” Audrey wanted us to be impressed, but she was clearly deflated by her belief that Luis owned a luxury sports car.
Seeing her wilt under the heat of the tropical sun after being one-upped while I sat on the cock of the object of her envy had my juices flowing again. I gave Luis a squeeze with my muscles to reward him. He tried to withdraw and press himself into me. I casually rolled my hips, giving him a glimpse of what was yet to come when we got back to our room.
“Where else have you been recently?” Luis said to Audrey. “We’re already planning our next trip, but Italy is a little too cliché.”
My mouth fell open. Two points for Luis. I gave him another squeeze and roll of my hips.
Audrey stuttered for words for a moment. “Well…you simply must get to Dubai. But it’s very exclusive. If you ever got there, I’m not sure you’d get to enjoy it much.”
“It was nice enough but a little too warm for me,” Luis responded, not missing a beat.
“I thought you liked it warm,” I said, rolling my hips again. This time Luis put his hands on my waist. I wasn’t sure whether it was to keep me still or to guide me.
“Dubai is a dry heat, I like it warm and wet.” As Luis spoke, he lowered his hands to my hips and slid me back and forth, rocking me on his cock. Listening to him take down Audrey one peg at a time was an intoxicating aphrodisiac. I went along with his motions and moved in time with him, slowly and gently fucking him next to her.
I spied Audrey bite the back of her thumb, clearly uncomfortable with what she was witnessing but wanting to stay in her seat in the hopes of embarrassing us enough to make us stop. “Well, if it’s tropical you want…there’s umm…Vietnam and…well all of southeast Asia actually.”
“Yes, great place to go,” Luis grunted as I fucked his cock one inch at a time.
“You’ve been?” Audrey sounded so defeated.
“Oh yeah. Great people, great sights. The food was the best.”
“I found it a bit too spicy for my delicate palate,” Audrey chuckled, trying another round of her bullshit flirting. “What’s your favorite kind of food?”
“Hands down, I can’t get enough Puerto Rican.” Luis squeezed my hips as he spoke. “If you want to see my tongue dance, put it into some Puerto Rican.”
My stomach fluttered as I thought back to Luis eating me out in the shower earlier that morning.
Audrey shifted on her chair, apparently picking up on Luis’ double entendre. She turned her head to me. “What about you? Uhh…Myra was it? I’m so sorry, I’m terrible at names.”
“What about me what?” I was surprised at how labored my own breathing now sounded.
“What’s your favorite food?”
“I like…mostly…hmm…,” Luis’ cock was making it a little difficult to focus.
“She has limited tastes,” Luis said. “All she eats is sausage. The thicker the better.”
“Really? She doesn’t seem like a picky eater. She seems like the type to swallow anything that’s put in front of her face,” Audrey said, chuckling again.
It was her most obvious attempt yet at trying to bring me down.
“Well…I’m not so desperate that I have to try to eat off someone else’s plate,” I countered.
“Your jealousy isn’t fooling anyone, honey. The desperation clings to you tighter than that off-the-rack bikini,” she said.
“Why would I ever have to be jealous?” I extended my arm to the sky to catch the bright rays of the sun in with the diamonds in my engagement and wedding rings. Even behind her sunglasses, I could sense the envy in her eyes. It sent a jolt of electricity to my clit to see her face scrunching up and twisting with anger.
The cold war between Audrey and me had boiled over into open conflict. I no longer cared what she thought about me. I didn’t care that she was watching. I didn’t care if she thought I was a whore for having sex with my own husband. I didn’t care about her plastic surgery. She could come over and put her plastic tits on the back of Luis’ head for all I cared. He was mine, and I was going to fuck him right in front of her to show her that he belonged to me.
What had been a hidden fuck session turned into an open one as I increased the pace of rocking my hips onto Luis’ lap. I was lifting higher with each rise and fall of my hips before crashing them back down on him. Anyone who looked our way would assume I was dry humping him.
Luis groaned beneath me and once again started sliding his hands up the front of my body. This time, when they reached the cups of my bikini, he pressed his fingers into my skin and slipped them underneath and onto my bare tits. I was over the moon with lust.
“I…unnhhh…meant to ask you Audrey,” I said, panting, “is your boyfriend coming downstairs?” By this point, I already knew she didn’t have one, but I wanted to hear her say it. No guy in his right mind would spend any extended amount of time with her.
“No, he’s…he has a big meeting. Big merger. He’s going to meet me in Sicily next week to take me out on his yacht.”
She was so full of shit, it should’ve been coming out of her ears. “That’s t–t–too bad.”
Beneath me, Luis was thrusting his hips up to meet me now. Every thrust felt stronger than the last until I had to lean forward and brace myself with my hands on the chair seat. My hair was hanging down over my face with several strands of it sticking to my damp forehead. I was too close to cumming to care if anyone was watching us now and hoped my hair would at least hide me from the eventual shame this public display was sure to bring.
I didn’t have long to dwell on that because Audrey suddenly swung her legs off the side of her chair and moved to the chair right next to us, pushing her phone toward me. “Here’s that international plan I was talking about.”
I was so taken aback by her abrupt movement that I moved to get off of Luis mid stroke, but he quickly shifted his hands from my tits to my hips to keep me in place. He wasn’t the least bit fazed by Audrey’s closer proximity and continued thrusting into me at a steady pace even though his leg was almost touching hers.
I lifted my head and tried to read the text on her phone’s screen, but it was all blurry. The blood rushing from my brain was making all of my senses break down except for my sense of touch. And every nerve ending in my body seemed to be firing in time with the strokes from Luis’ cock. He was fucking me so hard now that it didn’t seem like he cared whether anyone else at the pool saw us.
“Here, you should check it out.” Audrey pushed her phone out to me, expecting me to take it.
“C–c–c–could you scroll…unnhhh…oh my God…could you scroll through it for me?”
“Sure,” Audrey said, shifting completely from her chair to kneel next to us. When she did, her leg bumped up against mine. It was clearly a last-ditch effort to interrupt us, but I refused to be deterred. If she was going to keep pretending she didn’t notice us fucking, I was going to keep pretending we weren’t fucking.
I leaned toward her and craned my head as if reading her screen, but all I could see was a haze of text. “So…oh shit…mmmmmm…how does it work?”
Audrey launched into a monologue about her plan as if I was born on another planet and didn’t have a clue how cell plans work. All the while, I kept riding Luis, and he kept thrusting into me. She only made it a couple minutes into her info session before my orgasm raced up the backs of my calves and through my inner thighs.
“Ahhhh…shhhhhit,” I mumbled as my chin dropped to my chest.
“I’m sorry, did you say something?” Audrey said.
“No, mm-mmm,” I shook my head and pinched my eyes shut.
She went on blathering about text message pricing while I pretended not to be cumming. I settled myself down on Luis’ lap to try to calmly ride out my orgasm, but he wasn’t having it. With his fingers digging into my hips, he started rocking me back and forth on his lap while still trying to fork his dick in and out of my pussy.
I patted his thigh to try to get him to stop. “Wait…ohhhhh…hold on…unnnhh.”
“Everything ok?” Audrey asked.
“Yeah, mm-hmm,” I said, even as Luis bounced me on his cock.
“Do you have an international plan too?” She asked. I assumed she was talking to Luis.
“Yeah…I do…for–for travel,” Luis said. He sounded like he was in the middle of a workout.
“Who’s your carrier?” Audrey said.
“Ohhhh…fuck…hold on…” Luis pushed into me hard while pulling me down tight against him. I knew he was cumming in me.
Audrey, apparently realizing she’d failed on both counts to keep us from cumming, kept quiet while Luis’ cock twitched over and over inside of me as his balls unloaded. When he was done and started to loosen his grip on my hips, I sat forward and broke free, leaving him exposed to her view. Not looking back, I quickly leaned to my right to snatch up my bag and my towel.
“Nice to meet you,” I muttered to Audrey as I quickly scooted across the pool deck with my legs clamped together, averting my eyes from everyone I passed, headed to our room.