The Parking Structure to The Jacuzzi Pt. 2

I arrived at the room with the intention of working. My laptop was set on the desk with my notebook right next to it. Of course I knew that sex was going to take place eventually, but I was repeatedly rapping to myself the whole time I was in the shower, “money first, ass later.” After I got out, instead of going to sit down right at the desk, I started talking to her and the next thing you know, she was running water in the jacuzzi. GREEN LIGHT.

After I finally found the switch to turn the bubbles on, I got in with her and we sat on opposite sides, chatting about her relationships with men and such. After a while, my hormones started to kick in, so I had her reach under the bubbles and rub the head of my dick.

Of course this wasn’t the first time I was with a woman in a hot tub, but it sure felt like it was. The slight touch of her hand stroking my dick under the warm water had me feeling NICE. I made it slowly rise out of the water like a sharks fin while I hummed the theme music from jaws. With a few inches of it rising out of the bubbles, she put her mouth around it and sucked it slowly, massaging my nuts under the water. I cleared the bubbles from around it, so she could dive her mouth around it into the water. I never really noticed how nicely she keeps her nails done until I really stared at her finger tips going up and down the shaft of my dick; NICE. The water had a nice effect on her almond colored skin; it was almost like she was glowing. The more I looked at her face, the more I noticed that it was flawless. This woman doesn’t have a bump, blemish, or mark of any kind; not bad for a chick from the east side. So with all the good vibes, I figured it was time to stop playing…

I grabbed her and put her on my dick. Even though water usually disturbs the natural wetness of a vagina, her juices kept everything in tact. Her body floated in the water as she went up and down; with her wet breast up against my chest. Oddly I didn’t feel any type of urge to cum, I was in the moment, loving every second of her wet pussy around my dick. She changed her position from squatting to kneeling and started grinding back and forth, putting pleasurable pressure of every inch of my erection. Then I put her on the bottom, while I slid into her from above, kissing on her neck as I went in and out. I bent her over while she leaned across the edge of the tub, stroking her pussy while the water rushed from side to side in sink with my movements.

We’re about 35 minutes into water sports before we decided it was time to take our activities into the bed; where I didn’t stand a chance. We weren’t making love, but it damn sure wasn’t just powerful thrust into her valley. It was something else, as close of a bond between to casual friends as there could be. I felt good inside of her, making smaller strokes just so I could keep as much as my dick inside of her as possible. YES, THE PUSSY WAS THAT GOOD. I finally came, which was just the first of three nuts I got in that night. I don’t know many times I was able to make her visit Orgasmic Land, but that was definitely one set of flicks that I’ll be watching on my computer for a while. I might have to give her a card or something that with my own little personal note, “You’re doing a great job, now keep it up.”

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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