I Guess I did Need a Vacation After All - Sex Stories

I Guess I did Need a Vacation After All

... didn't want to just prance in there with my cock looking like it's ready to go off in her face.

She sat down in the water and looked at me. I must have had a pretty goofy look on my face, because she started to chuckle.

“You know, Kevin, I have seen a man naked before. It's OK. Come in with me. The water's really nice. I won't bite.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to say something like, “Not unless I want you to, I hope. And what happens if I start nibbling on you?” But, luckily, I kept my mouth shut.

I thought I could be cool about it as I stripped off my shorts, but my half-hard cock betrayed me by poking out through the fly opening of my boxers.

“Oh my, that's pretty impressive,” Marianne giggled.

I shrugged my shoulders as I felt my face turn a little red. “So are you,” I said, yanking my underwear down and climbing into the tub.

I sat down on the opposite side of the tub from her. She was right; the agitating water did feel amazing on my bare skin. It also helped to hide my erection, now at its full length and girth. The water was shallow enough that Marianne's breasts were in full view, and I watched as her nipples slowly hardened into tight, tasty-looking nubs, the kind that I knew would feel exquisite between my lips.

I had been pretty horny for the last couple of days, lying on the beach watching the women in thong bikinis, walking on the boardwalk and seeing the girls in nothing but tank tops and tiny shorts with their hard nipples reaching ...

... out and assaulting my eyes, or hanging out in the casinos and clubs at night where hordes of gorgeous women strutted their stuff in slinky gowns and seductive little dresses.

This was different. I was sitting nude in a hot tub, sporting a monster erection, a few feet away from a naked woman who could have been a lingerie model.

“You don't have to sit all the way over there, you know,” she murmured seductively.

“Marianne, I'm not sure what to do,” I said.

“Really? I have an idea or two.” She stood up and came over to me. The light from the torches glistened in the droplets of water that hung from her nipples and her sex. I could feel my cock twitching.

Marianne lowered herself back into the water and sat next to me, her hip pushed against mine. She looked down, apparently trying to see my cock through the bubbling water. I touched her chin with my index finger and raised her head so I could look into her eyes. We stared into each other's souls for a few seconds. Then, there was nothing else for me to do but kiss her. Her lips were soft, lush, and full, and they tasted like the wine we were drinking.

She turned and straddled my leg, grinding her pussy on my thigh. I could feel her nipples against my chest, and they felt very hard. I could feel my cock against her leg, and it definitely was very hard.

We kissed for a while. Every time our lips parted, we stared into each other's eyes, and then kissed again, longer, harder, and more passionately than the time ...