Bikini Girl

Anonymous said: I hope you do this one. Can you write a story where two women sneak away and have sex while one or both of their boyfriends are waiting for them? Thanks, JJ.

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My boyfriend was out of town, and I was lonely. I was feeling sorry for myself as I went through my routine for the day. I didn't have any plans that night since my boyfriend was my usual plan on a Saturday night. I went for a long walk and decided that it would be a perfect night to utilize my apartment complex's pool and spa to soothe my sore muscles.

I put on my fuchsia bikini and smiled at myself in the mirror. I had gained a few pounds, but this wasn't a bad thing. I had been too thin for far too long, and it was nice to see my bigger tits and plump ass shoved into the tiny, barely-there fabric. I said goodbye to my cat, Toasty, and headed to the pool with my beach bag. I popped several marijuana-infused gummy bears into my mouth, hoping to peak at some point during my pool visit.

There were people already at the pool when I arrived, but my key fob wouldn't seem to work. It had worked on plenty of other occasions, but now I wasn't sure what was wrong. I tried swiping it over the sensor pad several times before I got frustrated. Finally, I stood on my tiptoes, trying to see over the tall bit of fencing in front of me. I saw a girl walking past, and I called out to her.

"Hey! Can you open this door for me? My key won't work!"

She paused and pivoted to see who I was. Our eyes met, and she gave me a wide smile.

"Sure!" she called and walked over to open the door for me.

"Thank you!" I said gratefully.

"You're welcome," she answered with a smile. She was a petite Hispanic girl with a very adorable dimple on one cheek. She was gorgeous, and I have to admit when she turned around and walked toward the spa, she was looking mighty fine in her burgundy bikini. Fortunately, it was a string bikini that was too small for her. The top barely covered her small breasts, and even though her suit bottoms were bikini cut, she had allowed the fabric to gather between her plump ass cheeks. She was thin, except for where it counted in her ass and thighs. Her body was perfect, and though I probably would have gone in the pool if she hadn't been there, I followed her to the spa instead.

"Hey, baby! I want another shot!" she demanded of the man who was already shoulder-deep in the hot tub. The man looked old enough to be her father. He was Hispanic and grumpy. I tried to say hello to him, but he merely grunted.

"Babe, don't be rude!" she scolded him. She hopped into the spa, and I watched as the man extracted a bottle of booze from his bag and poured two plastic shot glasses full. They didn't offer me any alcohol, but I wasn't a big drinker anyhow. I was already starting to feel the buzz from the gummy bears I had eaten.

I couldn't stop staring at the girl as she made conversation with the man. He was definitely her boyfriend, although I couldn't figure out what a girl as hot as her was doing with a man like him. He wasn't good-looking, he was slightly overweight, and frankly, he was a bit of an asshole.

"Let's go to the pool," the man grumbled.

"Yeah, let's go! Come swim with me!" the girl said with excitement. She glanced over to make sure that I was still checking her out, which I was. I realized that I was probably the rude one and looked away long enough for them to gather their belongings and head over to the pool. I wanted to join them, but I didn't want to seem rude or intrusive. I wanted to fuck this girl so badly, but there was no way the guy was going to allow that. He hadn't even made eye contact with me since I'd arrived, and he wasn't exactly friendly.

I watched while the couple continued to do shots, but I kept my eye on the girl's ass as she swam laps in the pool while trying not to get her dark brown hair wet. Her ass cheeks floated on the surface of the water as she swam, and that's when the man caught me looking.

He didn't say anything, but he glared at me, his nostrils flaring. Maybe he thought I was some kind of threat, but honestly, I didn't give a fuck. I wanted his girlfriend, and I would definitely put in some work to try and make it happen. She kept looking over at me, her eyes dancing with delight as the alcohol worked its magic.

I felt pretty fucked up myself as the full effects of my pot-infused gummy bears worked their way into my head. I couldn't stop watching her frolic in the pool like a child. She was probably a lot younger than me. She looked like she was barely twenty-one, while I was closer to forty. Still, she couldn't stop glancing over at me to make sure I was still watching her. Finally, she moved to her man, her eyes still on me. They began to kiss, and I watched as his hands ran all over her body, touching all the places I wished that I could touch.

Instead, I touched myself, allowing my fingers to find their way into my bikini bottoms. I pressed my back against one of the more powerful jets in the spa and let my pussy ache for this girl as I listened to her giggle.

"Hi!" she called out to me, waving as she caught me watching them make out.

"Hi!' I called back, waving at her stupidly. I was too high to even move, except for my fingers, which were bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.

"I think she's touching herself," the girl said loudly to the guy.

"So fucking what?" he answered.

"I think she's horny. You said you want to see me with a girl."

"She's not a girl. She's middle-aged!" The boyfriend said this as if it was a dirty word. "I want to see you with a hot, young girl."

"You're such a pervert!" the girl giggled, and then she splashed a bit of water his way.

That was the moment when I came, my pussy exploding inside of the spa. I tried not to make any noise, but I lost that battle. What came out of me sounded like a mix between a growl and a scream. I instantly knew that I had been too loud, and I was afraid to look up as I pulled my hand from my still-twitching clit.

"I told you she was fucking herself! Let me invite her over here."

"I told you..." the guy began, but then he finally did turn and look over at me. I smiled sheepishly at him. "Fine, if you want, you can invite her over here."

"Thank you!" the girl giggled and made her way over to me. I was nervous as she approached, but she was so beautiful that I couldn't help but want to fuck the living shit out of her with my strap on or maybe sit on her face until she couldn't breathe. She brought out something in me that I rarely encountered, something sadistic and carnal. I wanted to destroy her.

"I saw you watching us make out," she said when she got close enough.

"Yeah, I'm pretty horny," I admitted.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" She sat down at the edge of the spa and put her feet in so that they were close enough to touch me. She touched my thigh with her foot tentatively.

"Yes, but he's out of town," I admitted.

"Have you ever been with a woman?" she asked me, her cute little smile lighting up her entire face.

"I have. I'm sure you can tell that, can't you?" I asked her. Our eyes met again, and her smile dissolved into a sexy pout. She knew what she was doing, and I was going to let her do it.

"You want to come over and have a couple of shots with us?"

"I don't drink, but I've already eaten some edibles. I'm high as fuck."

"High enough to go to that bathroom over there with me?" she pointed to the small building.

"I thought you'd never ask!" She offered me her hand and helped me out of the spa. I felt a bit wobbly as we walked together to the bathroom.

"Hey!" her man called. "Where are you going?"

"We are going to the bathroom, obviously!"

"Wait. What are you going to do in there?"

"Go to the bathroom! What else?" she called back as she keyed into the women's restroom. Once we were inside, she made sure to not only lock but deadbolt the door.

"Is he going to be okay out there by himself?" I asked, not wanting to cause problems in her relationship.

"He'll be fine. What he doesn't know won't hurt him." She stared me down, her smile now a sly smirk as she moved closer to me to take what she wanted.

I gripped her by the shoulders, pulling her to me, our wet bikinis pressed together. I paused to look into her eyes before I kissed her. I had seen her kissing her boyfriend, but the way we were kissing was much more filled with passion and lust. I knew instantly that she was more into women than men. Maybe she was too young to understand herself and what she wanted, but perhaps I would be the one to show her.

My hands wandered all over her body. I reached into her wet bikini to feel the hardness of her nipples and the softness of her pussy. Her pussy was completely shaved, and I wondered if she shaved it all for that guy or if she did it for herself. My fingers hooked reflexively, knowing precisely what to do to make this girl cum. I secretly hoped that my fingers were much better at doing so than his dick.

She tried to stifle her moans, knowing that her boyfriend was right outside and that if he heard what we were doing, there would be hell to pay. He didn't strike me as a nice person or a forgiving one. On the contrary, he seemed like more of the jealous, mean type that would make her suffer and pay dearly for this mistake if he found out.

I leaned in to kiss her again, and she kissed me back with the kind of hunger that made me want to please her more. I led her to the sink and pulled the ties on her bikini bottoms until they came right off in my hand.

"Sit up here," I patted the counter, and she hopped up eagerly and took her spot, spreading her legs. Her cute, little smile was back, and I could see that she was still a bit drunk. I crouched between her legs, sticking a finger in before adding my tongue to her clit. Then, I hooked my finger back toward her G-spot and felt around, trying to find the best spot, the one that would make her lose her mind.

I finally found it, and I pressed down on her tender flesh as my tongue flicked at her clit with precision. Her legs were shaking, and though she tried not to make any noise, she couldn't help but scream as her orgasm swept away everything but the pleasure. She tried her best to pull her pussy away, but I held her down, fingering and licking her as she trembled with enjoyment.

"Please! No more!" she begged me, trying to push me away. Her hands were on my head, but I didn't stop. I wouldn't let her move me away. Instead, she shuddered, succumbing to the orgasm I had evoked in her. Her body finally went limp, and she began to slide slowly off of the counter and onto me. Luckily, I was able to catch her and steady her on her feet. She held onto the counter for support, her legs still weak.

"How was that?" I asked, knowing what I had just done to her.

"That was...oh my God! I've never done anything like that!"

"Really? You've never been with a girl before?"

"Oh, yeah, I mean, I've done that. I mean, I've never cum like that before. Where did you learn to do that?"

"My boyfriend and I are swingers. You should come hang out with us sometime."

"I'd like that."

"I can get your number when we go back out there; maybe we can meet up again," I suggested.

"I didn't get a chance to lick your pussy," she smiled at me.

"Do we have time?" I asked, knowing her boyfriend would probably come looking for her if she was gone too long.

"How about just one little lick?" she looked up at me with longing, and so I pulled my bikini bottoms off and watched as she knelt in front of me and began to play with my pussy with her fingers. It felt nice, but when she added her tongue, I could feel all the passion inside of her. This was the actual reason that I was attracted to her. It wasn't her sexy body or her beautiful smile; it was her soul. She had the soul of a swinger, and I loved that about her. I wanted to exploit her and use her for all that she was worth.

I thought about presenting her to my boyfriend, sharing my prize with him. I wanted to watch him fuck her pussy as I fucked her face, grinding my pussy all over her mouth until it was all she could taste and feel. I wanted to make her cum so many times that she lost count. I wanted her to crave me, beg for me, and submit to me.

I came hard, my pussy spasming as her tongue darted in and out of my hole. She wasn't afraid to really get in there, and she didn't mind being a good girl and licking my pussy. She was perfect. I stroked her hair as I came again, and then I motioned for her to stop.

"Thank you. That was amazing!" I exclaimed breathlessly.

"I can keep going if you want!" she said eagerly.

"I think we better get back out there. I don't want your boyfriend to lose his shit."

"Yeah, you're right," she admitted, and I saw her frown for the first time.

"Don't worry, we can hang out again soon."

"Okay," she agreed, and I gave her one last tender kiss before we got our bikinis back on the way they were supposed to be. Then, I opened the door for her so I could watch her ass sway as she walked.

"What took you so long?" her boyfriend asked as we made our way back to the pool. It was dark now, and I noticed that someone else was now in the pool area and getting into the spa.

"What's your number?" I asked the girl, and she took my phone from my hands to add in her number.

"Thanks. I have to go now, but I'll text you," I promised.

"Okay."

"Bye!" I called to her boyfriend, who simply grunted in response to me.

"Don't be rude, babe! Say goodbye!" she demanded.

"No! I don't have to say goodbye if I don't want to."

"I'm sorry he's so rude," she apologized.

"Don't be. I know how men can be."

"Right?" she remarked, and we both giggled.

"I'll text you soon," I said as I finally made my way out of the gate and back to my apartment.

By the time I got home, I realized how high I really was. Maybe I had eaten too many gummy bears, or perhaps it was just the right amount. I peeled my damp suit from my body and relived what had just happened with the hot Hispanic girl at the pool. I hadn't even gotten her name, but when I opened my phone to check her number, she had typed in her name, which was Julie.

My phone suddenly rang, and I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. I was hoping that it was Julie, but it was my boyfriend.

"Hey, baby!" I cooed.

"You sound happy!"

"I am! I met a girl."

"Oh? Tell me about her," he encouraged me. I told him the whole story, and it turned into the closest thing to phone sex my boyfriend and I have ever had. I could tell he was excited to get home so he could meet Julie. I hadn't asked her if she was open to fucking my boyfriend, but I was pretty sure I could convince her and corrupt her in any way I desired. I was feeling on top of the world, excited about a pretty girl I'd fucked in the pool bathroom. The day had definitely turned out better than I had planned.