FabSwingers.com forum: Sexy summertime fantasy

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Stepping into the bright sunlight from the hotel bar she surveyed the terrace and easily found an empty space around the pool. Leaving her belongings on a bed and wearing only her snug emerald green bikini she slipped into the water and began to swim up and down. It was early in the morning and she was almost alone in the water. Pausing to catch her breath she noticed a man watching her over the novel propped open on his chest. He was wearing sunglasses but she could feel his eyes on her nonetheless. She finished her swim and climbed out of the pool, water beading on her thighs and bare stomach. Her nipples contracted at the change in temperature and she glanced down self-consciously to see them jutting through the fabric of her bikini. Walking back to her belongings she passed the man she has seen earlier. He was absorbed in his book and she felt a pang of disappointment. As she stretched out on her bed to dry off she slid her own sunglasses on and peeked over at him frequently, appreciating the lines of his body. Being away from home somewhere hot always increased her already high libido and she was finding it hard not to imagine his hands running over her as his eyes had done. Jolted from her daydream by the arrival of her friends at the poolside, she tried to ignore the pulse throbbing between her legs and enjoy the rest of their day.

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Pleasantly tired after a busy day, the women arrived back at their hotel to shower and change for dinner. Smoothing black lace over her hips she smiled at herself in the mirror- this dress was her favourite and she wore matching panties underneath. It hugged her and cupped her breasts firmly so she didn't need a bra.

Much later she stood at the bar, slightly out of breath from dancing, and smiled at the bartender as she ordered another round of cocktails. Warm pressure on her bare arm caused her to turn- the man from the poolside looked down at her and her heart skipped with the sudden excitement of finding him so close. His hand found hers, pressing something into it, and then he was gone as quickly as he'd appeared. She unfolded the napkin to find a room number written on it. Heart pounding she carried the drinks back to her friends and told them she was going to bed as her early morning had caught up with her.

In the elevator she pressed the correct button for the room number on the napkin, noting that it was on the top floor. She caught sight of her face in the mirrored wall, her cheeks were flushed, eyes sparkling. Stepping out she found the room and with her pulse racing knocked quietly on the door. Footsteps grew nearer on the other side, the door opened and she was suddenly pressed against the wall just inside of the room, strong hands circling her wrists and firm lips on her own. She had only moments to consider how brazen and unlike her this behaviour was, before she couldn't think of anything at all except the way his body felt, the length of him against her, his mouth and tongue reducing her to a state of helpless lust. Moving from her lips he kissed along her jawline and down her neck, one hand holding her hands above her head and the other sliding up and down the curve of her waist until she moaned softly. The noise seemed to bring them back to some awareness of their surroundings, hearing voices further along the hallway they broke apart, panting slightly. He took her hand and guided her inside the room, closing the door and gathering her into his arms. She clung to him gladly as he carried her to the bed and dropped her onto the soft sheets, crushing her beneath him as they greedily devoured eachother's mouths, touching everywhere at once, her legs wrapped around him causing her skirt to ride up to her waist. Roughly he tugged the front of her dress down and his mouth closed over her nipple, sucking it deeply, eliciting a gasp as a shock of lust ran from her nipple straight to her groin.