“Come on, Sugar Daddy,” she teased. “If you plan on fucking me like this all week, I’m going to need some new things to wear. And you better plan to keep fucking me like this.” I laughed, stumbling a bit as I pulled up my shorts, then I pulled on a polo short and grabbed my wallet. Clasping her hand, I led us back out to the pool area along the walk to the lobby and hotel store. “Try to control yourself in the store, you...

“You really want to break in this new bikini?” My fingers moved between her legs. “What do you have in mind, baby?” “I want to fuck you in it,” I blurted out. As we kissed again, I rubbed her pussy lips through her bottoms. She opened her legs wider at my touch, then with a quick turn, she was in my lap, straddling my cock. As our tongues seemingly melted together, Mallory rocked her bottoms over my cock, writhing up and...

The sun was not yet baking over the resort as I settled in by the pool. At that point, it was just me and the bartender who was clanking ice into bins as he set up for the day at the swim-up bar. I spread out a towel over a mesh lounge chair and eased back, letting the day begin. I was perhaps half a chapter into my mystery when I heard her flip flops scrape the cement as she approached. Looking up, I watched a brunette,...

“Mmmm, chaser,” said Diana. She sipped iced tea to wash down the torrent of cum that had just flooded her throat. Alyssa and I laughed. Small speckles and larger streaks of cum splattered her new bikini halter, the result of the monstrous blowjob Diana introduced herself with. Diana smiled and leaned forward, letting my cock fall out of her hand while she scooped more cum from Alyssa’s right breast. As she ran her fingert...

"Mmmm, it may be a while before I am camera-ready," I moaned. My dick was still flexing and twitching from the cum that roared from it. Jill giggled and grabbed the camera, bringing up the display screen as I leaned in next to her. She riffed through the posed pics, resting her free hand on my cock. She slowed as we got to the blowjob shots. "Wow, look at that thing," she cooed as she paused on a shot of her tongue on my...

It was hard to say I spent that night like a kid before Christmas, because I never remembered asking Santa for two sexy bikini clad young women to come over for a visit. Throughout the night, I recalled Alyssa in her orange floral bikini, her knowing smile as she walked to the hot tub with me behind her, her moans and gasps as her orgasm shook her and she pushed my face into her sweet pussy, her deft touch as she licked a...

I cleaned up the office after she left, stopping to look through her portfolio again. Jill had a lot of talent, but almost immediately, I stared at the dressing room pictures she had left in the folder. I tucked the picture into my desk drawer and locked it, then grabbed a digital camera I had bought about a year ago. I tried not to sprint across the backyard to the poolhouse. I knocked lightly on the screen door. "Yes?"...

“I told my friend Diana this was a great place for a wild party,” said Alyssa as she nuzzled against me. We were lying on the deck next to my hot tub, and although I should have been spent from the mind-numbing orgasm Alyssa had given me with her mouth, hands, and silky bikini top, my cock perked up as she said those words. I had been wiping cum from her breasts with my forefinger; Alyssa licked the dabs and smiled, her p...

After the morning sex with Jill, it was not easy to go back to work and concentrate on design and form beyond her petite enchanting body. I had retreated to my office with views out the front of the house instead of hanging around sneaking peeks at the pool in the back of the house. When I came out to the kitchen for lunch, I noticed Jill’s SUV was gone. I found a handwritten note on the counter, in a neat rolling style w...

It had been a long trip. I came home in the early afternoon, exhausted from book signings and readings, and thinking only of a nap, and then some sun by my pool. The house looked empty when I came in, but neat. I checked the food bowl for my cats Brutus and Bruiser and smiled. Alyssa had kept them well fed. Alyssa was the daughter of my neighbors, now twenty-one and headed for her last year of college. After my divorce, I...

I found myself very nervous that Sunday afternoon as I waited for Jill to arrive. She was a college friend of my daughter Sarah, and although I knew her from a couple of vacation visits she made, now she was coming to stay alone as she had some job interviews in town. I have lived alone since I divorced Sarah’s mother, done well enough as an architect to work from the home I designed for myself. There was plenty of room f...