Spanish Hospitality - Sex Stories

Spanish Hospitality

... brightly, the moon hidden behind a few clouds. "I can't wait to get in that pool tomorrow, it looks so lovely." Matt looked over at it, the underwater lights were on and it radiated a blue luminescence. He realised that it was an infinity pool, the far edge seemingly ending in space against the distant sea.

"Well we could always have a dip now. I'm sure they wouldn't mind. 'Mi casa es tu casa', wasn't it? Come on, let's have a midnight dip, it's warm enough."

"I can't be bothered going and getting my cossie on," said Fiona.

"Who said anything about a cossie?" replied Matt, lifting one eyebrow.

"We can't. Not skinny dipping."

"Why not?" said Matt standing up and pulling Fiona up with him. He pulled her tight against his body and kissed her tenderly. "It's all private here, Fliss and Miguel are in bed and no-one overlooks us." Before Fiona realised what was happening he had unzipped her dress and was easing her out of it, her breasts tumbling free as it pooled round her feet. Matt tugged his shirt over his head and shucked off his shorts, standing there on just his briefs, hooking his thumbs in the waistband. "On the count of three, one, two, three!"

Both slipped their underwear off at the same time and stood there naked, before holding hands and walking to the pool. They sat on the edge, their legs in the water and as one slipped into the cool water, swimming down the length of the pool to the far end where they rested looking back at the house, all dark ...

... upstairs and just a few lights on in the lounge.

They hung in the water, arms resting on the edge, turning to face the sea, looking at the distant lights, then swum back to the house side. Matt hoisted Fiona out of the water, setting her on the pool edge, then eased her legs apart opening up her pussy to which he lowered his mouth, placing a kiss on it, then sensuously licking along its length as Fiona settled back on her elbows. Matt planted a series of kisses on her labia, ending up on her clit, teasing it with his tongue as he looked up at her. He could see her breasts sitting on her chest, her nipples puckered in the air, her bottom lip held between her teeth as he slid a couple of fingers inside her pussy, hearing a low moan escape her lips.

In one swift motion he hauled himself out, seeing Fiona's eyes lock onto his stiff prick as he stood above her and helped her to a standing position. He led her over to one of the sun loungers and lay back on it, his cock standing erect above him. She threw one leg over him and straddled his hips, her knees on the lounger and holding his cock in her hand guided it into her pussy. It felt so warm against the cool water they had been in, and Matt looked up at her as she began to undulate her hips on top of him, feeling his cock slide in and out of her tunnel.

The moon broke through and bathed them in its gentle glow, highlighting her breasts with their dark puckered nipples. Matt reached up for them and cupped them, just brushing ...