The hair was as blonde as the hair on her head, and was as delicate as silk. Just looking at it was enough to drive a man crazy.
But he didn't have long to stare, because without any clothes on Sheila found herself quickly getting vow cold.
She jumped in the pool with a splash.
"Wow!" she exclaimed as the hot water closed over her body. The quick transition had practically taken the breath away from her.
"Nice, isn't it?"
"Mmmmmm," she nodded, stretching out in front of one of the hot jets along the side. She was only a few feet from Ted now, and she could see his rigid cock beneath the water.
He slid over next to her so that their legs touched, but he kept his hands to himself for the moment. But only for the moment.
Almost as soon as his leg touched hers, he felt responding pressure as her slim calf rubbed up against his thigh.
With both hands he reached out and grabbed her tits. Despite the hot water, her nipples were still hard.
"Mmmmmmm," she said, turning her body so that she half-faced him underwater, her legs partially wrapped around his hips from the side so that her cunt rubbed firmly up against his body.
"Does it feel good?" she whispered huskily as her hand snaked down through the water for his cock. He was beginning to think that this was going to be the best afternoon he had had in along time.
In a very long time.
It certainly beat the hell out of playing golf.
He kissed her deeply, feeling her eager tongue dart deep into his mouth, as all the while her hand stroked up and down on his rigid, pulsing cock.
Sheila was in heaven. She had never even thought about what it would be like to have sex in a place like this, but now that it was about to actually happen, the idea seemed absolutely tremendous.
His hands moved down from her tits now, slipping across her stomach until finally his fingers were entwined in the soft hair of her snatch. She could feel her cunt begin to tingle and quiver in anticipation.
"Ooooohhhhh… yessss… touch it," she whispered, lifting her crotch off his thigh so that he could slip his fingers into her panting pussy.
After tantalizing her for several more seconds, he responded by driving his finger deep inside her parted cunt lips, causing her to wriggle wildly beneath the water.
"Aaaahhhhggggg!" she groaned, beginning to push herself up and down on his finger, as all the while her own fingers continued to wrap themselves around his bulging prick. Somewhere in the back of her mind Sheila became aware that she was no longer sore; the morning's skiing must have taken care of it, she thought dreamily.
"Nice…" Ted murmured, feeling her hot clit swell quickly in his fingers. Foreplay was fine, he thought to himself, but not now.
He wanted his cock in her cunt; nothing else.
And he wanted it right now.
Lifting her off of him with both hands, Ted turned Sheila around so that her body was facing in the same direction as his own.
Then, with both hands spreading her ass cheeks wide, he began to lower her through the swirling, hot water toward his rigid pole. When his cockhead was securely lodged in the entrance to her pussy, he pushed upward while puffing down on her.
"Aaaahhhh," she whimpered, feeling his cock begin to work its way into her starving pansy. It felt fantastic beneath the water, like she was almost weightless.
She spread her legs even wider.
He pushed again. It was halfway in now.
Sheila began to gyrate her hips, inviting more and more of his cock inside her, until finally it was all the way in. Her ass was resting in his lap as his hands reached around from behind and fondled her jiggling tits.
"Fuck me," she breathed. "Fuck my cunt… fuck me hard…"
He responded by dropping his hands from her tits and grabbing her ass. Then, slowly at first, but with more and more speed as their combined excitement grew, he began to slide her entire body up and down on his hungry meat.
Her juice was flowing even more hotly now, but Sheila forgot about that as a new delight in this kind of fucking was revealed to her.
Each time he almost pulled his cock from her cunt, she could feel an odd, exciting pressure within her cunt. On about the third stroke she recognized it for what it was a vacuum being formed inside her pussy.
Wow.
In and out, in and out he plunged, gathering speed and momentum with each thrust. Her body was coming partially out of the water now, and the sight of her blonde hair and smooth, well-formed back, made his cock begin to rage and shudder inside the clinging depths of her pussy.
"Harder… harder," she moaned, her ragged breaths coming in time with their thrusts. She could feel something bubbling up inside her.
"Make me come… oh please, make me come," she pleaded, wildly riding up and down on his probing, driving cock.
Then suddenly his cock seemed to grow to twice its size inside her pussy, exploding in a wild rush of hot cum, and sending her pussy into a wild series of pulsating, quivering, explosions of its own.
"Aaarrrghhhh!" she practically screamed as her body was wracked with the force of their simultaneous orgasm.
"Yesssss!" he groaned, spewing his cum into her wriggling, undulating cunt in waves of sticky jism.
For fully half a minute they continued to slam into each other, neither wanting it to end, both hanging on until every last drop of cum and cunt-juice was drained from their bodies.
Finally it was over.
Sheila felt relaxed, happy.
It had been a fantastic fuck. Better, even than her fuck with John. But it was beginning to get late. Some of the early skiers would be getting back from the mountain.
So what?
It really didn't seem to matter as much to her any more. Still, there was no point in tempting fate.
"Sheila?" he asked, his voice arousing her from her reverie.
"Hmmmmm?"
"Why don't you come over for dinner tonight?"
"Well…"
"It won't be just me. There'll be three or four people there. It'll be, ah, interesting, to say the least."
"Ill think about it and give you a call, all right? I've got a friend, and I think she and her boy friend and I were supposed to go out to dinner tonight."
"Well, bring them with you."
"I'll call you."
CHAPTER SIX
Susan and John made it out of bed by eleven; something of accomplishment in that more often than not on the days they spent together they didn't get up until after twelve.
If at all.
Susan had been trying to get John to tell her about his experiences with Sheila, and though he had gone into less detail than she would have liked, he was better about it than Sheila had been earlier.
"I'll tell you something, Susan," he had said with a silly grin on his face. "That young lady has got just about the nicest pussy, outside your own, of course, that I've ever seen."
"I know," Susan grinned. "Believe me, I've had my face buried in it about half the week."
Susan enjoyed her relationship with John. Though they saw each other fairly regularly, and had good sex most of the time, melter was under the impression their relationship was serious. Basically, they were good friends who shared one particularly strong common interest – sex.
In every possible variation.
Today they drove off to a favorite place they often went to for bikes and… whatever. As they drove, Susan reflected on the fad that they both got excited hearing about the other's experiences without ever getting the least bit jealous about it.
Seeing the other make it with someone else was even better. This didn't happen as often as they would like, since it was fairly difficult to line up a good partner who wouldn't mind having someone watching; all of which made last night more frustrating.
How had she managed to sleep through them fucking? It was maddening.