The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 17: 11 Steamingly Hot Erotica Books For Women (17 page)

'At least I've done one thing right today.'

She laughed.

'How about that swim then?'

'I'd love to, but I didn't pack a swimming costume,' she said regretfully.

'That's okay, you don't need one.'

With that, Charles stripped down and dived in the pool in his tight legged white boxers. Juliet couldn't help but admire him. He clearly spent a lot of time at the gym because he was lean and muscular. She liked that he wasn't overly pumped. The definition of his body was wonderful to look at but she was relieved he wasn't obsessed with working out.

Juliet was wet between her legs and she hadn't even dived into the pool. She watched Charles swim gracefully, captivated by the muscles working in his arms and back. Having reached the opposite end of the pool she heard him call for her.

Taking her time she unbuttoned her light cotton, long sleeved shirt, revealing her large breasts. A white bra held them in place. She unzipped her jeans and rolled them down, revealing inch by inch of her long, lovely legs. Juliet stood for a minute in her thong and bra, giving Charles a preview of what was to come. Satisfied by his stunned expression, she tied back her thick auburn hair and dived into the water, swimming up to Charles.

'I am so glad Pam didn't bring that prat of a boyfriend with her.'

'So am I,' remarked Juliet.

She gazed shyly at Charles.

'I wouldn't have enjoyed today half as much if you hadn't been there,' confessed Juliet.

Charles bent his head down and kissed her. Not having to keep an ear out for Pam, she let herself go to enjoy Charles' affections.

As they kissed, her hands ran firmly down his back, till she rested her thumbs on the inside waistband of his boxer shorts. He put his hand on her bottom, drawing her closer. Her hands slipped into his boxers. His arse felt wonderful in her hands. She squeezed it cheekily, tugging his underwear down. She turned her head to the entrance door of the pool.

'Forget that for now. It's winter. We're pretty safe here,' said Charles.

He took her hand and placed it on his cock. She gripped firmly, enjoying the smooth hardness of him. His fingers slipped under the straps of her bra, pulling them down. Juliet worked his shaft slowly. The water offered lube but the sensation was strange, making it difficult for her to find her rhythm.

Charles' fingers went into the cups of her bra to yank them down. He cursed under his breath as her ample tits were exposed. His hands squeezed and kneaded them. One hand wandered to her back, fumbling as it struggled to undo the clip of her bra. Eventually he got the fastening off and Juliet watched her bra start drifting slowly away on the water.

As he edged them down to the shallow end of the pool, her breasts hardened in the night air. He pinched a nipple, then went to suck it.

'Charles. Please just take me' said Juliet simply.

He nodded silently. His hands went inside her bikini bottoms, drawing them down. She kicked them off and parted her legs slightly to allow him. Charles' hand cupped her. The snugness of his palm held firm on her smooth pubis had her moaning at his touch. She bore down, wanting his fingers to fondle her. Her eagerness had him teasing her easily; he'd cup her tighter, then release, occasionally letting his middle finger slide between the lips of her pussy.

She wanted more from him, needed more from him but didn't want to come across as slutty. By now Juliet had released his cock. A slave to Charles' touch, she couldn't focus on the hand job she was attempting to deliver. Charles reached his free hand behind her to stroke her bottom. He worked his finger down the crevice of her buttocks, resting it on her back passage. She'd never had a man do that to her before. Previously she'd associated attention to that particular area as some kind of depraved sexual perversion, but the finger pressing on her ring-piece had her hotter and hornier.

Her attention switched as Charles slipped the middle finger of the hand tending her pussy, into her slit. He wriggled it in and let his thumb roll over her clit. She was dizzy trying to keep up with the range of unfamiliar sensuous activities she was experiencing. Close to climaxing she was unable to warn him. Her body quivered. She began jerking as she peaked. His finger consistently worked in and out of her slit as she clenched to keep it in her. The pressure exerted on her bottom eventually had him sliding a finger into her arse.

The foreign entry to her bottom and the newness of the sexual play prolonged her orgasm. She came again and again. Juliet begged him to stop, then begged him to fuck her.

He planted Juliet on his cock. She orgasmed repeatedly. His breath increased at the tightness surrounding his erection. Thrusting his hips to deepen the penetration, Charles swore as if unsatisfied. Juliet relished his dick inside her and was hurt when he withdrew.

Charles lifted her out of the water, carried her up the stairs of the pool and into the changing rooms. He laid her on the wooden bench, running a hand from the top of her head, all the way down to between her legs. He knelt between her legs, forcing them aside the bench to expose her pussy. The cool air was blissful. She wanted him back inside her.

Not quite ready, Charles kissed her, then let his mouth slide to her breasts. He suckled one and squeezed the other, then swapped. He tried to take as much of her tits inside his mouth as possible. As he licked and nursed on her breasts, she felt his cock resting hard at her entrance.

'Please Charles.'

His helmet entered her. He moved himself into her while her nipples remained in his mouth.

'Fuck me and fuck me hard,' she appealed.

He increased his pace, becoming more forceful; shoving his shaft inside. Charles became rougher and rougher with lust and Juliet loved it. His cock was striking the back of her vagina. She refrained from screaming with each powerful slam. Frustrated that the position didn't allow for deeper penetration, she moved herself up the bench, away from Charles. Juliet got on all fours, ready and waiting for more.

Charles straddled the bench, squatted, then banged into her. The sex was intense. Doggy style allowed Juliet to touch her clit as he fucked her. She licked her fingers, placing them between her legs. Rubbing herself vigorously, she closed her eyes and dreamt of doing this in the summer; with people watching them. The exhibitionist side of her was demanding. The thought of onlookers had her orgasming. As she came, Juliet went wild, shouting obscenities; forcing Charles to put a hand over her mouth to muffle her orgasmic cries.

He loved her jolting on his shaft. Her fighting for breath had him turned on. Releasing his hand from her mouth, his ears could hear her calming her breathing. He yanked her auburn hair as he ploughed in. She struggled to get away from his long cock, but he held her in place to give her a thorough workout. Only when she pleaded for a break did he allow himself to withdraw and release over her peachy buttocks. He smeared his semen over her arse and thighs, giving her slap on the rump.

'Charming!' she said lightly, swinging herself round to sit on the bench.

Charles knelt in front of her.

'Did I hurt you?'

'Not at all. I kind of... I liked what you did. I like how you did it,' her eyes were lowered.

Voicing her sexual desires aloud was not something she did often. Charles kissed her.

'I liked it to. I don't normally do this, but...'

She looked confused and insecure; fearful she'd ruined things with Charles.

'But you're beautiful. Inside and out. Lust got the better of me. Animal instincts and all that.'

Juliet relaxed, her face displaying relief and comfort.

'I certainly wasn't expecting a day like this when I invited my baby sister to visit.'

'Nor was I. I'm glad I took her up on the offer.'

'I'm glad you took her up on the offer.'

Charles went to the pool and returned with their clothes. After changing into them, he escorted her back to the apartment.

'I'd invite you to share my bed, but I'm not sure how well my sister would receive the concept of you and I having sex.'

'Of course. I totally get that,' Juliet said good naturedly.

'But I'd love to wake up with you next to me,' he concluded, kissing her long and hard on the mouth before retiring to his bedroom.

***

'Where have you been?'

Pam's voice was stern.

'Taking in Marrakesh by night,' Juliet whispered.

'Are you pissed off at me?'

'What on earth for? What have I to be pissed off about?'

'Because I got drunk on the plane and pretty much wasted an entire day in Morocco by sleeping.'

'Don't be silly Pam. These things happen. I'm fine. I've had a lovely day.'

'You have?'

'It would've been better if you'd been there,' lied Juliet.

'I'm glad. I thought you liked Charles. He can be a real dick.'

'That's what older brothers do. Mine does anyway. Charles was sweet though.'

'You like him?'

'He seems pleasant,' said Juliet vaguely.

'Pleasant? He'd be gutted if he heard that description.'

'Why?' Juliet asked, feigning disinterest.

'Physically you're his type. I thought he'd have lured you to the swimming pool. That's what he's done with the last two friends I brought to visit him. Ultimate betrayal. I'm certainly not friends with them now. Charles would be horrified to think he didn't stand a chance with you.'

'What makes you think he doesn't?'

'You do like him?' asked Pam slyly.

'Not in that way, but I'd hate you to think I gauge a potential boyfriend solely on appearance. Plus I'm not keen on you dictating who I should or shouldn't go out with.'

'Don't be over-sensitive,' said Pam turning on her side, 'I was only playing. It'd be nice if I had one friend that could resist Charles' charms. He shouldn't always get everything.'

The conversation had a sense of the foreboding, but energetic sex combined with trekking round the markets had Juliet asleep within minutes of her head touching the pillow. She slept soundly till the morning. When she awoke there was no sign of her best friend in the room.

'Pam,' she called out.

'Oh hey,' said Charles winking at her.

'Hey yourself, do you know where your sister is?'

'I do indeed.'

'And that would be?'

'The toilet.'

'Okay. Well I guess she'll be out in a second.'

'I very much doubt it.'

'How come?' asked Juliet concerned.

'Turns out the fare from the markets last night didn't agree with Pam. She's been on the loo all night.'

'Both ends?'

Charles nodded, wincing in sympathy for his sister.

'Should I go to the chemist and grab something for her?' she suggested.

He shook his head.

'I think she's over the worst now. There can't be much left in her system. Think she's going to need the day in bed though to relax,' he concluded.

'We should stay and keep an eye on her.'