Sensual Erotica (Vol. 1): 26 Erotic Stories

by Priscilla West

  Our hotel suite is swanky. Since there are five of us, and one being an heiress, we spared no expense on the room. The suite has two floors joined by an invisible staircase and an infinity pool off the 20 story balcony. Personally, the pool freaked me out a little bit at first, but it was kind of sexy to think that any voyeur with a telescope could see my friends and me skinny dipping naked that first night. I was almost hoping there was some hidden pervert rubbing his cock with one hand while desperately clenching his binoculars in the other, trying to keep his sights trained on the oasis of ripe, naked bodies. There were two bathrooms, both with acuzzi tubs built to fit at least 4 people. Crimson silk sheets and down comforters covered each bed along with a mountain of fluffy pillows. Lavish didn’t even begin to describe it. “This is a once in a lifetime experience!” my friend Liz told me. Little did she know just how right she was.

  Remember those discos I was telling you about? Yeah, my friends love to go out and dance and drink the night away. The first night was no exception. Instead of joining them, I lounged on my bed in the hotel room and read a recently released sci-fi book. It was the final book of a seven book series I had been following for the better part of a decade. Needless to say, I was hooked. I heard them come home with a few guests. Masculine voices mingled with those of my friends. Their tipsy and eager giggles led me to believe that at least one of my friends was getting some tonight. The urge to go check up on the girls and oogle some hot Spanish eye-candy became greater than the pull of my book. I padded down the hallway in my tank-top and Hello Kitty short shorts. What? Like you never wore embarrassing pajamas in your life! As I entered the lounge area, my friend Jess called my name.

  “Clare! Come meet our new friends we met tonight! Aren’t they just delicious,” she giggled. Her wavy, sandy blond hair was messy from a night of dancing. She had decided to wear her low-cut, hot pink tank top with cap sleeves. She paired it with a sexy leather pencil skirt. How can she pull off leather in such heat I’ll never know. But if you have a luscious body like Jess, a little sweat is just another way to sparkle.

  Not bad. The three men were everything I expected from the exotic land of Spain. Bronze skin with flashing dark eyes behind long lashes. They were fairly fashion forward, wearing jeans that hugged in all the right places and ripples of hard muscle hinted through fitted cotton shirts. I introduced myself and took a seat on a nearby ottoman. Jess was sharing the couch with a particularly fine man. His face had just the right angles to compliment his solid body. I imagined my pelvis and back pinned to our hotel wall as his broad shoulders and strong arms gathered me up and thrust me down onto his rigid cock. What would it feel like to have his full lips licking and kissing my collarbone and neck while firm hands groped my breasts and ass? I could feel the velvety stretch as he pushed deeper and harder into my wet pussy. My arms wrapped around his strong neck as I pulled him closer. His head dipped, mouth and tongue searching for my rock hard nipple while my back arched harder to help him. His hot breath moistened my tank top just before his tongue and lips found their target. My throat gave a barely perceptible moan as I fantasized about how much I wanted that man.

  My gaze floated over the length of his body, up his legs, his hips, crotch. Unbuckling his belt and slowly snaking my hand into his pants to tease his cock would be a treat. They traveled again up his torso and rested on his gorgeous face. Suddenly, piercing hazel eyes met my stare. He had caught me fucking him with my eyes! His thick and shapely eyebrow turned upward and a slight smirk appeared on his perfect lips. Being the mistress of smooth that I am, I hastily got very interested in our luxurious creamy white carpeting and excused myself before my intensely red cheeks were noticed.

  Exhausted from the long travel and days activities, I decided that the next day I would do absolutely nothing except lounge by the hotel pool and read my book. That is, unless that gorgeous man out there has any offers, I mused to myself.

  The next morning the girls hopped on the metro to explore the many sights of the city. They seemed very excited to visit the local shops and restaurants not frequented by tourists. I donned my favorite string bikini, grabbed my book and hit the poolside.

  I found the perfect lounge chair, partially shaded in a quiet area off to the side away from the fray of vacationing families and their splashing children. From my vantage point I had an unobstructed view of the beautiful blue water and the beach just a short distance away. Another coveted view was of a gorgeous lifeguard who came on duty shortly after I arrived. Tight red bathing shorts were the only thing preventing me from a full view of his killer body. He was turned away from me so all I could see at first was his tanned skin rippling over broad shoulders and a muscular back. His narrow waist widened again slightly into round and firm cheeks. Just moments before, he had jumped into the pool to play Frisbee with some children. When he emerged his wet shorts clung to his every curve.

  Wet heat between my thighs led to a dull throb as I watched. Peeking over my book, my eyes drunk him in and longed for more. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see those clingy red shorts wrapped around his thick member. My heart leaped as he turned. Even with the water I could tell he had an impressive member. It was thick and long, what I wouldn’t have given to have that shoved into me right then and there! Gorgeous abs and muscular pecs decorated with tiny hard nipples led to his face with all the perfect angles... and... hazel eyes! Fuck! He was looking at me again. How many times is this guy going to catch me looking at his cock?

  This time I was ready. When he launched that devastating eyebrow and smirk combo, I simply smiled slightly and went back to my book, cool as a cucumber. I could have patted myself on the back for that one. Every once in a while, at the end of a chapter or so, I would check to see what he was up to. More often than not he was in the pool, talking with guests and playing pool games with children. He would look over at me now and then and smile, I’d smile back and return to my book. The climax of my book had come and gone. I was on the final chapter. I looked up to see where hot lifeguard was; he was nowhere to be found. I frowned and went back to my book. Late afternoon was quickly approaching. My girls would be back soon. They would probably be down to bug me to go out and get afternoon cocktails with them.

  A shadow fell over the pages of my novel. It’s probably Jess trying to get me out of the hotel, I thought to myself, slightly annoyed. I had told that I wanted nothing but peace for at least this first full day in Spain.

  “Look, I don’t want to go get cocktails right now. Just let me finish my book in peace!”

  A throaty masculine laugh erupted behind me. Startled, I spun around only to see none other than the hot lifeguard. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, he must have been getting off his shift.

  “Hey, you’re Clare, right?”

  “Yeah, hi. I’m sorry, but I didn’t catch your name last night.”

  “Thanks alright. It’s Juan. What book are you reading?

  I flashed him the cover. “It’s a favorite series of mine; I’ve been following it for years.”

  “Well then I’ll be sure not to spoil the ending for you. But I will say, I thought the ending was great. I’ve been following the series for a while too.”

  I smiled and put the book back in my beach bag. “I’d appreciate that. Once I read it, you can tell me what you thought.”

  He leaned slightly closer; my heart started racing. His lips parted and spoke, “I’d like that. Say, would you be interested in coming back here tonight and swimming with me?”

  My cheeks flushed slightly. Growing up in an urban neighborhood, I hadn’t learned to swim. It just never came up. “I would love to, but I don’t know how to swim,” I replied.

  His face lit up as a big smile spread across his face. “I can teach you to swim, it is my duty as a lifeguard,” he chuckled. His hand gently squeezed my naked thigh, “But seriously, I would really love it if you came tonight.”

  My hand covered his and pressed it slightly downward, subtly hinting that I wanted hi
m to go farther up my thigh. He softly caressed my inner thigh as he removed his hand. I smiled and leaned in as if for a kiss. “See you then,” I whispered into his ear.

  With that, I grabbed my bag and headed toward the hotel doors. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked, stripping me of my scant bikini and bending me over the nearest lounge chair. I risked a glance behind me while walking away. A slight smirk and piercing eyes met my glance. As I turned around, the corner of my eye caught his gaze return to my ass. Smiling, I walked through the doors.

  Dinner seemed to last a century. The only things that I could think about were the opportunities waiting back at the pool. My friends spoke of their exciting adventures in the marketplace and their experience using the metro. Unthinking, my hand strayed to my thigh where he had caressed me. My fingers traced little circles moving father up and inward. I thought about his firm gentle hands sliding up my skirt under the table, his fingers slightly tickling as they smoothed over my panties. His imaginary finger traced the slit of my lips, teasing me to want more. My fingers traced myself in the way I imagined him touching me. No, just save it for tonight, I thought to myself. Another hour went by and I was in a cab on my way back to the hotel, and to Juan.

  I slipped into my sexiest bathing suit, a bright green halter bikini with a wooden keyhole ring right between my tits and on each hip. Wearing it makes me feel like a Bond girl. Grabbing my bag, I headed down to the pool. I could see him waiting for me through the glass double doors. He was in one of those black Speedos almost no one should wear. He was swimming laps to pass the time. Taking a deep breath, I walked out to the pool.

  He swam to the edge of the pool, folding his elbows over the side. “Hey, I was just hoping you hadn’t changed your mind.”

  I flashed him a smile, “and miss this? It just might save my life one day.” He held out his hand as if he wanted a hand getting out of the pool. I offered mine and was surprised when he jerked his arm back and yanked me into the pool. I began sputtering and flailing to stay above the surface.

  Juan’s arms wrapped around my waist, steadying me. I wiped my eyes and put my arm around his muscular shoulder to gain my balance. As I regained clear vision, Juan leaned in and kissed me, gentle at first, and then deep. I sunk into him as he pulled me closer. A moan escaped my lips while I pressed my body closer to his. His rock hard cock pressed against my crotch. Straightening my hips, I rubbed my needy crotch against it while we kissed. What if we get caught?

  As he nibbled and licked my ear, I scanned the pool for any other signs of life. No one was around. I refocused on Juan. Eagerly he grabbed my ass and wrapped my legs around his waist. My back was now pinned against the pool’s edge. His hands groped, slightly parting my ass cheeks letting cool water rush against my hole. His cock was rubbing up and down my slit through my swimsuit. The warmth of blood rushing to my clit made my pussy ache for more. I reached down and grabbed his shaft, gently squeezing it. He moaned as I ran my hand over his thick head, working my way down to cup his juicy balls. His hand strayed to my breast, cupping them to appreciate their fullness. He kissed me and slipped his hand under my top, kneading my breast while I groped his cock.

  A flash of movement out of the corner of my eye drew my attention. Shit! Did I see someone watching from behind those palms? A bird flew as I turned my head. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. Juan chuckled, “I guess I’ll just have to work harder to keep your attention! Don’t worry, we won’t be bothered.” With that he kissed me one last time before hoisting me onto the edge of the pool. As I sat there, he drew his head toward my thighs.

  “I can’t do this! What if someone catches us!” I squealed.

  “Then they will have one hell of a show,” he replied. Admittedly, the thought of being watched has always excited me. I often have dreams of being fucked in front of an audience and loving every minute of it.

  Juan reached between my thighs and spread me wide. His gentle licks kissed my clit through my suit. The teasing only made me want him more. I grabbed my tit and pinched my nipple as he licked. His licks became longer and firmer, making my suit slick with saliva and my wetness. His thick black hair tickled my thighs while he worked. I grabbed a handful of it, pulling him into me to demonstrate my urgency. He turned his head slightly and slipped his tongue under my suit. I gasped as he lapped up my juices and slid his tongue between my lips, over my clit. Tension built in my mound, I could tell that I was close to coming.

  He seemed to know too because he spread my bottoms to the side and rammed his tongue into my aching pussy. His deep licks curved upward, teasing my g-spot and creating that itch that only fucking could cure.

  “Oh god! Fuck me, please!” I begged.

  Juan helped me slide back into the water and slipped on a condom. Desperately, I slipped my bottoms off one leg. His hands found my ass, pulling me onto his waiting cock. He poked my slit, lingering just inside my hole. Rocking back and forth, his cock pressed ever deeper. I moaned, urging him to continue. His thick rod stretched me wider; his head forced its way into my tight pussy. Deeper and deeper he pressed, velvet sensations exploded from my g-spot. Having found my sweet spot with his cock, Juan’s hungry mouth found my tit. He pushed my top aside; his tongue and flicked and nibbled while I rode him. My stifled screams of pleasure gently echoed off the pool tiles. Harder and faster he pumped, as his fingers found my asshole.

  The surprise turned my nipples rock hard. His fingers explored the exterior and then a single fingertip began to massage my hole. The pleasure was unbearable. I could feel my body giving way to reckless abandon as my natural rhythms moved my hips and pussy to grind up and down his shaft. The ridge of his head slipped and pulsed over my g-spot. He began sucking on my exposed tits, alternating from one to the other and back. I didn’t care if anyone saw us, I welcomed it. This pleasure was worth the risk.

  I came suddenly; my entire body convulsing as I struggled to keep fucking that delicious cock. Juan slowed, fucking me as deeply as possible while the walls of my pussy clenched with pleasure around him. I completely relaxed, my mind entered a post-orgasm stupor. I felt him slip out of me, the sudden removal feeling almost as good as the cum.

  He spun me around. Bending me over the edge of the pool, he entered me like a savage. He fucked me fast and hard, his hands pulling my hips into him to ride me harder. My stifled moans turned into screams of pleasure as he used me to reach orgasm. One arm wrapped around my front to tug at my breast and nipple as he worked. His grunts of effort kept pace with his thrusting cock.

  My mound began throbbing once again; I reached my hand down between my legs. Frantically, I rubbed my swollen clit, trying to match my rhythm to Juan’s vigorous pace. His hand reached up and grabbed a hand-full of my hair and he fucked me. The gentle tugging and restriction of my head movement brought me over the edge for a second time. I lost control again, my knees buckling with the force of my second orgasm. Pinned between the edge of the pool and Juan, I didn’t slip into the water. Juan’s pumping slowed to deep thrusts as I felt his cock pulse inside of me. His delicious cum squirted against the walls of the condom, tickling the deepest parts of me. I couldn’t help but imagine how great his cock would taste, how great it would feel in my throat.

  We stayed still for a moment, breathing heavily. His head rested between my shoulders. The cool night breeze became suddenly noticeable and welcome as it brushed over my naked skin. “That was one hell of a swimming lesson,” I breathed.

  Juan chuckled and gently kissed my back. “That was definitely new for me too.” He slipped out of me and helped me find my bottoms.

  “Though I must say, one of these days I might actually learn to swim.” I smiled.

  “You are welcome to private lessons from me anytime”

  “I just might take you up on that before I leave. See you around, Juan”

  Not wanting to ruin the moment, I gently kissed him and went back to my room, ready for the next day’s adventures. And the final chapter of my book!

&nbs
p; Minor Indiscretion

  by Molly Roberts

  I burned of desire as Ryan pressed me up against the wall and kissed my lips passionately. His firm grip around my wrists tightened, pinned me against the wall. I could feel him harden against my leg, and at that moment I wanted nothing else but to have him inside me.

  I had my orgasm even before I got to that part. My body trembled in a mixture of relief and disappointment, and I stared emptily at the showerhead. It wasn´t nearly as good as the real thing.

  I finished the shower and walked downstairs, where Ryan was watching TV. He didn´t look up or even acknowledge that I had returned to the room.

  I sighed and returned to the memory of me pinned against the wall by his strong hands. If only he could show me the same interest again. It had been years ago since things between us had been that hot. I still loved him, but I couldn’t help but wish that he would show some more interest in the bedroom.

  "I´d better go to sleep," Ryan said and stood up.