Steamy hot-tub kisses lead to sizzling girl-on-girl action

It was a goddamn yellow bathing suit that changed everything for me. I’d checked into the motel for some time by myself. My girlfriend and I had just broken up, and I needed to clear my head. I’d decided a weekend alone, away from the city and work and all thoughts of her, was exactly what I needed.

I was out in the hot tub shared by several rooms, looking up at the night sky, when I heard someone else come out. The weekend I had chosen was either charmed or the motel had received a lot of cancellations. I’d hardly seen anyone else, let alone couples that might make me melancholy for my failed relationship.

A woman slipped into the water on my side of the tub, startling me.

“Sorry,” she said. “I thought you saw me.” I held a hand to my chest and shook my head. “I heard you but didn’t see you. No big deal. I was lost in thought.”

“Good thoughts I hope,” she said, settling back in the hot water. Her yellow bikini made me feel frumpy in my old blue and pink bikini. I hadn’t bothered buying a new one in while. When it came to bathing suits, I went for comfort instead of pretty I don’t think my new tub-mate shared my philosophy.

“I’m Sadie,” she said when I didn’t respond to her gambit. She stuck out a small, cool hand, which I shook, introducing myself.

“Alone, I see,” she said, carrying on as if I had at some point answered her beyond introduction.

“Yep. Just me in the hot tub.”

“In the restaurant, too. You and a thick suspense novel, it looked like.” I gave her a nod, trying not to stare at the long length of her leg, distorted slightly by the water. Even through the water, that leg and its matching partner were damn fine. She also appeared to have a tiny waist that flared to nice wide hips and breasts that looked beyond lovely being lapped at by the water.

“I’m alone, too,” she said. “On a sabbatical.”

She stroked her finger down my shoulder, and I was surprised to feel goose bumps spring up along my skin. I suppressed a shiver at the shock of being touched and decided to go with it. What did I have to lose?

“Sabbatical?” I managed with a dry mouth.

“I’m a writer. I’ve been working on a novel that has done its best to drive me bat-shit crazy. I came here to do nothing for a while. Sometimes doing nothing fixes everything.”

I nodded at her fortune-cookie words and watched her drag her hands back and forth along the surface of the water. I was wet all over but that didn’t keep me from noticing how wet I was becoming inside my suit — or that this particular wetness was more intense than what came from soaking in a hot tub.

“What’s your story?” This time that single finger reached out to tuck a stray lock of my short hair behind my ear.

A chill tiptoed up my nape and spread along my scalp.

I was fixated on her breasts, the nipples tight and hard beneath the pristine yellow fabric.

“Breakup. I needed … time. To think. Or better yet, not think.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

I stared at her and realized her eyes were nearly the same shade of aqua as the hotel-pool water.

“Maybe I could help you take your mind off things?”

I raised an eyebrow at the question, and in answer, she leaned over and kissed me. Her mouth was soft and seeking at first, but when I responded, she deepened the kiss, her tongue stroking boldly across mine. She cupped the back of my neck with her hand as we made out.

I held her shoulders at first, and then thought, Fuck it. I gave in and let my hands slide down to caress her breasts. I pinched her erect nipples hard enough to make her hiss.

“Oh, now you’ve done it, you bad girl” she said in my ear.

I pinched again before finally speaking. “Did what?”

“Turned me on beyond measure. We’ve hit the point of no return.”

I was about to ask her to come to my room. Or ask if she’d let me go to hers, but she had other plans.

“See those lounge chairs over there in the far corner?”

I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw nothing. What with the darkness, the fact that the chairs were black, and the pool and hot-tub lights, I couldn’t see shit.

“No.”

“Right. And neither can anyone else. Come with me.” She stood, holding out a hand. I took a moment to admire the insane hourglass shape of her body and the way her firm thighs flexed when she moved. Then I took her hand and let her lead me.

In the darkness, she pushed me back on a lounge chair and tugged the crotch of my bottoms to the side.

“Sorry,” she said. “I’ve always been told I’m impatient. I should take you back to my room and get you properly naked but — ” She never finished the thought and then her tongue was on me, hot against my skin, lapping at my engorged clit. She sucked me and then swiped at me with her tongue again.

I held the edges of the chair as if I might fall off. I let my hips do what they wanted, rising greedily to meet her willing mouth.

Sadie shoved her tongue into my cunt, thrusting it in and out like a small, wet cock. Then she was back at my clit, teasing me deliciously and making me bite my own tongue to keep from making any noise.

She repeated the process until I said, “Jesus Christ … please … “

I felt her laugh. The rumble of it went up through the center of me.

Her wet breasts were squashed against my leg, warm and soft. She pushed her fingers inside my cunt, curling them to stimulate my G-spot.

Her tongue went at me with a greater fervor, switching from soft, gentle laps to hard nudges. She sucked, the feel of her drawing on me hard made me light-headed as her fingers moved inside me, triggering all the tiny nerve endings that started my orgasm in motion. When she nibbled my clit and drove her fingers deep, I spilled over into that pleasure.

“Fuck! Fuck me!” I groaned, coming around her talented fingers.

“I think I just did.” She laughed again, her shadow a darker outline in the dimness of our hidden noo. I reached for her as we heard voices. Other people were coming out to soak in the tub.

“Come to my room,” I said.

“And then?” I couldn’t see her face but pictured her with one blonde eyebrow raised.

“And then come,” I said.

She took my hand, and we hurried out through the darkness on the periphery of the pool, listening to the people laughing in the hot tub. I realized for the first time in a while that I felt like laughing myself.

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