Trip to San Diego
I go to California a lot. There’s Knots Berry, Lego Land, Six Flags and Sea World. You don’t want to hear about them. You want me to tell you about the good shit. The sex, huh.
This year we decided on the Harrah’s Resort for a weekend turn and burn. I wanted to get some rest and relaxation but still have some fun. I was with my cousin and her hubby.
The place was really swanky and packed with lots of couples. I felt like I was the only girl by herself. We spent the first day sipping on cocktails and meeting a bunch of rich people. There were some real ballers. I met this one lady, Tatia, she had just gotten divorced and was getting away from her ex in Boston. She was a real trip! I’m not sure what she did but she had lots of his money and wanted to spend it all. I have to say that we really messed up some stores, there. We ate all the good stuff. I had the lobster and steak. She had some French crap that I can’t pronounce.
On the last night there, we went shopping for some really cute bikinis with like dental floss straps and crotches. Expensive, but what the hell, she was buying. We ate big again and then had a bunch of martinis at the bar. I wanted to meet up with my cousin cause I didn’t want to make it seem that I was blowing her and her hubby off, so we all decided to hit the lazy river.
It was so chill! The sun was setting and the temperature was just right. We were all drinking and making fun of some stupid couple trying to hide make out in one of the cabanas. That’s when the moaning started. My cousin and husband started talking really low talking that baby-talk shit. Yep, they were going to ditch me. How nasty. Anyways, a couple more cocktails and I was feeling good. We were talking looking up at the stars and laughing about all the hookups that were obviously going on.
Tatia was telling me she didn’t need a fucking man. We were just floating along listening to PA system music. I think everyone was getting it on cause the whole pool and lazy river areas were empty. My cousin was nowhere to be seen. I might be imaging things but I thought I could hear her moaning too!
My buddy and I were floating on a deluxe shaded island raft. The top was down and there was a lot of room. I was thinking about hitting my room. I heard they had great porn. I started sitting up but, boom, fell back down. The drink and rocking waves made things really shaky. I tried again and Tatia started rocking the raft. Giggling, I told her to settle her shit or I’d show her how we get down. She said, let’s go! She was on top of me like some jungle cat. Laughing, I told her, “up bitch”. Instead, she bounced up and swung around. She had my shoulders pinned with her knees and her hands gripping my thighs like vice grips. She was laughing as she said, “lick my pussy, my Mexican sex slave”! I was laughing until she jammed her pubic mound into my chin. Her bikini crotch was pulled into her hairless pussy like dental floss. She was shifting her weight side-to-side, making sure that she got it into my open mouth.
It was salty with a touch of sweat but she was really wet. I mean she must have been masturbating the whole time we were floating around. She untied her bottom and pulled it off but kept gyrating back and forth, forward and backward. I really found it hard to breath. I was getting mad but couldn’t seem to push her off of me. One jerk and my bottoms tore away. She was still laughing when she started spanking my clit. Oh, fuck. Spanking it! Next, she bit it with her teeth. I tried not to get excited, but hell, yah. It felt so good. I couldn’t help it, I started to bite back. I was pulling at her pussy lips and shoving my tongue in her puss. This made her work faster. She started rubbing my clit, but fast. The raft was bouncing and she had put the top up, just in case. She was 69’ing me whether I liked it or not.
First one, and then two and then three fingers deep; I can’t believe she fit, but I swear, it felt like she had her whole hand in my pussy. I came right there. She wasn’t done with me. She moved off of me and was mounting me like she had a penis (but she didn’t). She sucked my tits and started kissing me with her tongue halfway down my throat. When she started slowing down, I whispered to her that I’m not gay. She just said, “I’m not either”.
