OceanviewFtLaud
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After my experiences at Island House, and with a little more courage to spread my newfound wings, I looked at some local resorts to visit. To my pleasant surprise, most of them offered guest passes, a way for the locals to enjoy the amenities of the resort at a nominal fee. I started to visit them, one at a time. Most had clothing optional pool areas, and one had a small video room. My favorite turned out to be a nice simple place with a very friendly staff. I got to know the owner too, and they seemed to give me some special privileges after a while. (They didn't permit guest passes on Saturdays, but I could come in whenever I wanted to.)
The main pool was the busiest, great for people watching, but not always the best place to get a good pool seat. I started to see the same guys there regularly. Then one Saturday it was very crowded, not one open chair, so I went around the building to one of the back pools, and I was glad I did. Almost no one there, and I went to a chair in the corner, away from the building so I knew the shade of the building would reach there late in the afternoon, and the sun would last the longest. I got undressed, filled my glass with ice, and made my drink.....laying back in the chair. I felt so great to be nude out in the sun again!
I got used to going straight to the back pool all the time. Very few other guests went there, and most of the ones that did kept to themselves, and usually had their headsets on, as did I. To cool off, often on very hot days, I just walked into the pool, and laid on one of the foam rafts.....so relaxing. I loved getting that all over tan again.
Some days I'd get very bored, and occasionally I'd stay for the complimentary Saturday poolside happy hour that the resort would offer to their guests. Rarely would a guest be nude there, even though it was clothing optional, and I would either wear my shorts, or wrap my sarong around me, the one I had gotten at Island House when I was in Key West. I must have looked good in it, because a lot of guys would talk to me, and come on to me.
One Saturday, one of the guests was particularly flirty and chatty with me. I usually had been drinking all day, so I was chatty too, and flattered with the attention. He complimented me on my sarong, and I felt my arousal rising! He asked me to come up to his room, and go out to eat with him, but I declined, saying I had some plans, even though I didn't. I was smart enough to realize, especially since I was a bit looped, that I needed to step away for a bit. We exchanged numbers and made tentative plans to meet later that evening, and I did return.
We had a drink by the pool, illuminated nicely by the resort. Then we went up to his room, where hi quickly undressed me. He seemed quite enamored with my body, and couldn't stop touching me. I laid back on the bed, and he started to suck me.
He said he was thinking about me a lot since the happy hour, and was hoping that I would come back. I asked him what he was thinking about, and he said that he really wanted to fuck me. I said I heard that a lot....and he kept sucking me.
He grabbed the back of my legs, and pushed them back toward my shoulders, and started to tongue my ass. I like it a lot, and pulled him up toward me, and I could feel his cock against my ass, and I knew what was coming next. It had been a few months since I was fucked in KW, and I was anxious for it again. I felt it start to go in, and I was excited. He fucked me for a while, and said he had to stop or he would cum too quickly.
I was very turned on whenever a guy told me that.....that he was that turned on by me. I suggested that we take a walk down by the pool area, and he agreed.
I always like the freedom and vulnerability of that.....completely nude, out in public....totally exposed. It's why I always liked going to a guy's house, where I had never been, with a guy who I had never met....totally vulnerable. Maybe that might explain the recent submissive curiosity.
We walked around the pool, and around areas where it was darker. He held my face and kissed me, and ...I don't know what came over me....I knelt down and pushed him back against the stairs, and started to suck him. He moaned and held the back of my head, and I could see other guys around us....watching.
When I stopped to take a breath, and took me back upstairs and fucked me some more. After a while, I could hear him cumming, and he shot it all over my chest.
I cleaned up, told him I'd talk to him the next day, and I left.
We could not find a way to meet up the next night, but I would have met him again, something unusual for me. He texted me a few times over the next week, asking me to fly up to Michigan to see him again. I didn't ever see that as ever happening.
I enjoy that resort a lot, and have had several quick visits to a guy's room. I will continue to go there, work on my tan, and have fun with the tourists!
Another step in my progression......
The main pool was the busiest, great for people watching, but not always the best place to get a good pool seat. I started to see the same guys there regularly. Then one Saturday it was very crowded, not one open chair, so I went around the building to one of the back pools, and I was glad I did. Almost no one there, and I went to a chair in the corner, away from the building so I knew the shade of the building would reach there late in the afternoon, and the sun would last the longest. I got undressed, filled my glass with ice, and made my drink.....laying back in the chair. I felt so great to be nude out in the sun again!
I got used to going straight to the back pool all the time. Very few other guests went there, and most of the ones that did kept to themselves, and usually had their headsets on, as did I. To cool off, often on very hot days, I just walked into the pool, and laid on one of the foam rafts.....so relaxing. I loved getting that all over tan again.
Some days I'd get very bored, and occasionally I'd stay for the complimentary Saturday poolside happy hour that the resort would offer to their guests. Rarely would a guest be nude there, even though it was clothing optional, and I would either wear my shorts, or wrap my sarong around me, the one I had gotten at Island House when I was in Key West. I must have looked good in it, because a lot of guys would talk to me, and come on to me.
One Saturday, one of the guests was particularly flirty and chatty with me. I usually had been drinking all day, so I was chatty too, and flattered with the attention. He complimented me on my sarong, and I felt my arousal rising! He asked me to come up to his room, and go out to eat with him, but I declined, saying I had some plans, even though I didn't. I was smart enough to realize, especially since I was a bit looped, that I needed to step away for a bit. We exchanged numbers and made tentative plans to meet later that evening, and I did return.
We had a drink by the pool, illuminated nicely by the resort. Then we went up to his room, where hi quickly undressed me. He seemed quite enamored with my body, and couldn't stop touching me. I laid back on the bed, and he started to suck me.
He said he was thinking about me a lot since the happy hour, and was hoping that I would come back. I asked him what he was thinking about, and he said that he really wanted to fuck me. I said I heard that a lot....and he kept sucking me.
He grabbed the back of my legs, and pushed them back toward my shoulders, and started to tongue my ass. I like it a lot, and pulled him up toward me, and I could feel his cock against my ass, and I knew what was coming next. It had been a few months since I was fucked in KW, and I was anxious for it again. I felt it start to go in, and I was excited. He fucked me for a while, and said he had to stop or he would cum too quickly.
I was very turned on whenever a guy told me that.....that he was that turned on by me. I suggested that we take a walk down by the pool area, and he agreed.
I always like the freedom and vulnerability of that.....completely nude, out in public....totally exposed. It's why I always liked going to a guy's house, where I had never been, with a guy who I had never met....totally vulnerable. Maybe that might explain the recent submissive curiosity.
We walked around the pool, and around areas where it was darker. He held my face and kissed me, and ...I don't know what came over me....I knelt down and pushed him back against the stairs, and started to suck him. He moaned and held the back of my head, and I could see other guys around us....watching.
When I stopped to take a breath, and took me back upstairs and fucked me some more. After a while, I could hear him cumming, and he shot it all over my chest.
I cleaned up, told him I'd talk to him the next day, and I left.
We could not find a way to meet up the next night, but I would have met him again, something unusual for me. He texted me a few times over the next week, asking me to fly up to Michigan to see him again. I didn't ever see that as ever happening.
I enjoy that resort a lot, and have had several quick visits to a guy's room. I will continue to go there, work on my tan, and have fun with the tourists!
Another step in my progression......
