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Steamed Glasses
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Steamed Glasses So there I was, rolling my suitcase into the heated pool area and there before , as my glasses fogged, were about 30 people in this pool frolicking and gallivanting. Without . I was looking for my friend and with all the naked vanilla bodies and steamed glasses, it was hard to locate him. But I digress. I have heard about the hotel takeovers. I’m 57 and did not fall off the turnip truck last Wednesday. The challenge was always this: as an unattached female, who do I go with? Fast forward to a few months ago when I met, let’s him Bluegrass NJ, who approached here in the wonderful world of Heated Affairs. We started chatting one night on and agreed to meet a few days later. Over a great BBQ dinner I decided that I liked him. Sweet, very laid back and funny – humor goes a long, long way – I thought, this is someone I’d like to see again. And fuck. For sure. He tells me that he’s in the swinging lifestyle and there was an upcoming hotel takeover in early December. “A bbw hotel takeover?”, I say, nearly breathless with anticipation. “Yes,” he replies. “They can be a lot of fun,” he says. You’re damn skippy, I think. The next thing I know, I’m in my car with a suitcase full of condoms and lingerie, listening to Talking Heads and smiling in anticipation. And the very next thing I know, I’m in a bathing suit cover-up but no bathing suit underneath while Bluegrass NJ leads me into the heated pool area. I’m a little nervous, rarely having been nude around others but I think, what the fuck. Fake it ‘til you make it. I take off my bathing suit cover-up and climb down the pool stairs and into this lovely hot pool. My glasses have steamed up a third time – yes, I wore my glasses in the pool! – but I can make the smiles and glances as I make my way to the side of the pool with Bluegrass NJ leading the way. I was told to bring alcohol and something to drink it in, so to ward off the nerves I gulped down my drink. I’m watching a woman give head to a guy who’s on the edge of the pool. Other couples are kissing, caressing. I feel a hand on my thigh of the guy next to me. Two women are kissing passionately, tongues deep. Another woman is floating in the pool while a guy is about to insert himself into her. They start to fuck. I am buzzed and a little light headed. Feeling aroused and horny AF, I am kissing my sweet friend while the man next to me has fingers inside my pussy. I meet another couple to my right and another couple next to them. I have a cock in each hand and can feel them swell in my palm. I slowly stroke each cock, up and down. My legs are open and my friend has me pushed against the wall of the pool. The guy next to me has now grabbed my ass and is squeezing it. My head is back, my eyes are closed. Wait – I’m the academic geek nerd! How did I get here? I reach to the couple and caress the woman’s breast. The heated pool is salted, so all the women’s breasts magically float. “In the event of a water landing, my breasts can be used as a flotation device,” I joke at one point. Her brown breasts are beautiful, swaying in the water. So many bodies to focus on; where do I start? I move my hands across her full stomach and to her pussy, pausing when I reach her erect clit. I rub it back and forth, while her friend has a mouth on one breast and another woman has the other. At one point I stop, but she grabs my hand, urging me to continue. I’m kissing the guy next to me and feel his erection swell. I focus on my friend, who is now standing in front of me, with his back to me, and his finger has found my clit. His movement and pace quickens. He finds the sweet spot. My legs are wide open, I can feel the orgasm start. I’m jerking off the guy next to me, his tongue deep down my throat. My breasts are pressed against Bluegrass NJ’s back, my body on fire. I’m thinking of it all, feeling it all. I know I’m being watched by others and I don’t care. Bluegrass NJ gets the tip of my clit just as I’ve ascended the orgasm mountain and I plummet, surrendering to the orgasm. “I’m cumming,” I say to Bluegrass NJ and shudder and spasm as it wracks through me. |
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I knew the people around y ou were groping you. But I didnt realize you were returning the favor so vigorously. I am glad you enjoyed your self that much. that quickly. Bluegrass NJ
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