Nude Resort Sex

It was my third day at The Spruces, one of the nicest nude resorts in northern California.  A friend had recommended it to me because the resort was pretty cool about allowing single men to be members, and since I was now single, that was great with me.  I was standing in the pool, talking to a man and his wife.  The water lapped at my thighs and the sun beat down on my back.  I had made friends with them here at the resort the day before.  They were in their late 50s, in good shape, and both were extremely tan.  She had nice drooping tits and a trimmed pussy.  He had the air of an executive and his body was mostly shaved, except for a bit of grey pubic hair just above a very thick cock.

While the husband and I talked, the wife mostly stared at my arms and abs.  I did notice that she also peeked at my cock a time or two as well.  I didn’t mind, and in fact I appreciated the attention, so I smiled at her so she knew I was fine with it.  In the middle of a story about a hole-in-one the husband had made recently, I noticed a shapely, incredibly hot blond walking past the pool.  I had seen her at the resort the two other times I had been here.  She always wore a sarong and had a flower in her hair.  I knew she was married, but damn was she a flirt.  She would tease guys and lure them in, making them think they would have a play for her, but then she rejected them one after another.  I could see that was her M.O.  She wanted the attention, but she didn't want the action.  I had two words for a woman like that:  control freak.  Well I decided I was going to change that.

For most of the day, I watched her from afar, where she wouldn't have noticed me, but when I was close, I pretended like she wasn't there.  I paid her no attention.  I knew she was attracted to me because a couple of times when we happened to make eye contact she smiled and had the "come over and see me" look on her face. Each time I had turned and walked away because I didn't want her to think I was interested, although I was actually stalking her without her knowing it and without being creepy.  Just before dark the next day, I saw her and her husband walking ahead of me.  They had towels and a toiletries bag so I guessed they were going to the shower.  I followed them, hoping that this was going to be my chance.  I grabbed a towel drying by someone’s camp site and slung it over my shoulder so I looked like I was headed to the shower as well.

When I walked in, her husband saw me and nodded hello.  He was standing in the water and it was running down his chest, down his limp cock, and down his legs.  He was shorter than me and thin, but the dude was hung like a horse.  She was washing her hair and didn't see me.  As it turned out, were the only people in the shower room.  I nodded back and picked a shower twenty or thirty feet from them.  I turned on the water and let it run over me.  After a minute or so, I looked over at them.  She had turned around and had her back to the shower.  She was letting the water run through her hair.  Her head was tipped back and her magnificent tits stood out abruptly.  She had a nice natural blond landing strip above a dark pussy with protruding lips.  Shampoo was flowing down her back, across her incredible ass, down her sexy legs, and into the drain.  She was a sight to behold.

Her husband now had his head under the water and couldn't see me.  I just stood there washing myself using body wash that someone had left there and stared at her incredible body.  I wanted to fuck her so bad—and it showed.  Finally she wiped the water from her eyes, and when she did, she looked right at me.  My eyes were locked on hers and hers were locked on mine.  We both froze like that for several seconds; then she looked down and saw my turgid cock.  I was soaping the rest of my body, but she knew what was on my mind.  

She was startled and seemed a bit uncomfortable to see me staring at her, my steel beam of an erection protruding from my body, and my eyes devouring her.  I looked away and dipped my head into the water.  The hot water ran down my front and back, but my cock remained firm.  After 30 seconds or so I looked back at them.  They were both looking at me and talking quietly.  I couldn't understand what they were saying, but it was obvious they were talking about me.  I turned away and put a glob of someone else’s shampoo in my hand and began washing my hair.  They continued to look at me and talk.  I dipped my head back into the stream of water to wash the shampoo from my hair.  When I was done I wiped the water from my eyes.  To my surprise, the husband was standing next to me.  He stuck out his hand.  I took it and he said, "Jeff."

I shook it and said, "Craig."

"My wife is very interested in you,” he said, motioning with his head back toward her, “but she’s not sure if you're interested in her.  Are you?"  he asked.

"I am very interested in her," I said looking at his wife’s glistening body.  I leered at her lustfully for a few seconds then looked back at him.  "What do you think about me and her?  Are you down with that?"

"I'm totally fine with it," he said.

"Well how about right here, right now?" I said looking him directly in the eye.

"Uh," he said somewhat surprised.  "We were thinking maybe tonight back at our place."

"I'm leaving right after this," I lied.  "I've got a plane to catch."

Jeff had a puzzled look on his face.  He seemed to be calculating all the variables in his head.  It appeared that he really wanted this to happen as much as I did.  He was trying to decide if here and now was worth the risk.  Although it was a nude resort, public sex was a no-no.  Of course everyone was doing it, but just not in a place like this where others were certain to see you.

Finally he said, "Okay.  She's yours."

"I like it rough," I said as I leered at her once again.  "Is she going to be okay with that?"

He smiled broadly.  "Oh, yeah,” he said looking back at her.  “She loves it rough."

I smiled too.  "Good," I said.  We looked at each other and shook hands again, then I began walking toward her.  As I passed by him, Jeff grabbed my arm and stopped me.  "Don't you want to know her name?" he said.

"No," I said without looking at him.  I pulled away from his grasp and walked toward his wife.

Seeing me walk toward her, while her husband hung back, really caught her off-guard.  I knew their plan had been to invite me back to their place tonight, but now with me walking toward her and Jeff staying behind, it was obvious to her that there was a new deal in place and it was about to go down here in the shower.  She had a bit of a panicked look on her face and I could tell she was looking at Jeff for reassurance.  She must have gotten what she needed because she seemed to calm down by the time I reached her.

"Hi," she said as I walked up.  "My name is---"

"I don't want to know your name," I said roughly as I grabbed her by the shoulders.  "I just want to fuck you."

That really caught her off guard, but she recovered quickly.  "Why would I want to fuck a cocksucker like you?" she said sharply, pulling away from me.

"Because you've been looking at me all day, and I know you want me to fuck you."  I reached out and grabbed a big handful of her hair and pulled her toward me.  I twisted her head so she was looking at me.  "Don't you," I said.

She looked into my eyes.  "Yes," she said submissively.

As soon as I heard that I yanked down on her hair and forced her to the ground.  "Now suck my cock bitch."

She looked up at me with the most submissive eyes I had ever seen.  Slowly she reached up and took my cock in her hands and guided it to her mouth.  Just before she put it in she said, "Yes, sir."

The moment she placed her lips around my cock, I knew this was going to be the best blow job of my life.  I could tell instantly that this was a woman who knew how to suck cock and she knew that she was good at it.  One hand went to work on my balls, while the other, along with her tongue, lips, and mouth went to work on my cock.

"Oh, fuck!" I said spreading my legs wide.  "Suck that cock, cunt, suck it!"

Up and down she went, alternating between licking and sucking.  She never stopped looking at me, her big pouty eyes locked on mine.  With her hand she now worked my shaft in unison with her mouth while the other one traveled all over my legs, belly, back, and my balls.  This woman was good.  Holy fuck, was she good.  I grunted and growled as she expertly and roughly serviced me.  Faster than I ever remember as an adult, my orgasm began to bubble deep inside me.  She sensed it and changed her movements to make sure I couldn't hold back.  Seconds later, cum rushed out of my cock, into her mouth, and down her throat.

"Aaaaahhhh!!!" I growled.  "Fuckin A, bitch!  That is so fucking good!"

I was moving her head up and down on my cock, forcing her to face fuck me as the rest of my cum shot from me.  Never once did she complain or try to pull away; she just stared at me in complete submission.  When the last of my cum was down her throat, she let go of my cock and opened her mouth so I could see she swallowed it all.

I smiled.  "That's a good little bitch," I said grabbing her by the arm to pull her to her feet.  I wrapped one of my arms around her neck and pulled her to me so our bodies were touching.  With the other arm I lifted her leg and put it around me.  Without any softness at all, I reached under her leg and put my index finger into her cunt.  She caught her breath as I poked her G-spot.  I began a relentless massage of her spot.  Her whole body tightened, but within about 30 seconds she relaxed as waves of pleasure began to radiate from her pussy.  It was at this point that I noticed there were other people besides Jeff watching us.  One guy had his cock in his hand and was working himself hard.  Several others were touching themselves.  Jeff just stared at us, his cock fully erect and pointing straight at us.

I kept working the blonde's pussy and by now had added another finger.  Finally with three fingers pounding her pussy she gave the tell-tale signs of orgasm.  She wanted to scream but knew she couldn't, so she buried her face in my shoulder to muffle the sound.  Her nails dug into me and she bit me as she screamed—all of which made my cock get hard again.  When she was done, she had the glow of orgasm on her face, but that disappeared quickly when I grabbed her hair and twisted her around.  I bent her forward then kicked her legs out wide.  I forced her head down toward the floor.

"Stay down there bitch," I ordered.  I grabbed her hips and squared hers with mine.  With no announcement, I rammed my thick cock into her pussy.  She let out a yelp of some sort, but that was followed by the sounds of pleasure.

"Oh,” I said cheerfully, "you like that don't you, you fucking whore?"

"Yes I do," I heard between gasps.

"Keep your mouth shut bitch" I commanded.  I followed that with a solid slap to the ass.  She jumped and let out a shriek.

 "I said keep your mouth shut bitch" and slapped her again in the same spot, but harder than I had done before.  There was no response this time.

"That's better," I said.  I grabbed her hips and pulled her body back as I thrust my cock into her.  It felt so good and I could tell I wasn't going to last very long.  I began pounding into her and within minutes it sounded like she was getting ready to cum as well.  When she began to moan I said to her, "If you come before I do, you'll get much worse than I just gave you."  She continued to moan and sigh, but I could tell she was trying to keep it under control.

A minute or so later, my orgasm burst as I freed my cock from her warm pussy.  Streams of cum sprayed onto her back.  I pushed down on her shoulders to make sure she didn't stand up while I was coming, but it didn't matter because I noticed that her hands were now in her pussy.  Moments later she came, but by then I was headed back to my shower.

As I approached Jeff, I noticed he was hard as could be.  His long cock was impressive, but looked strange on a guy that thin.  As I passed him, I stared straight ahead and without making eye contact I said, "Thanks man."  

"Yeah," he responded quietly, like he was confused about what he was supposed to say.   I grabbed my stolen towel and headed toward the door.  The crowd of a dozen or people who had gathered to watch, parted and I walked straight through the middle of them.  I didn't look at any of them, nor did I say anything. 

By now it was dark.  As I walked back to my room, I finally stopped suppressing my glee as I thought about what I had just done.  Not only did I just have the hottest woman at the resort, but I had her my way, not her way.  I guessed that that hadn't happened to her here at the resort very often, which made a big smile spread across my face.