Our Last Morning Together at the Pool

When Daniela and I came out of the room, we found the others lying naked in the garden, laughing at one another and loudly commenting on how much fun they’d had. The Costa Rican sun lay flat over the tiles, and the air smelled of chlorine, hot skin, and a cunt that had just been fucked. Daniela took my hand and led me to the pool, and once inside, she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a slow kiss, one of those that you feel lower than your stomach. Her tongue came into my mouth without asking permission, thick and hot, and I felt her thigh slide between mine and press against my clit, still swollen from what had happened in the room.

—Look, look at the two lovebirds —Lucía said from the grass, laughing her ass off—. They must not have had enough in there and now they want to make us jealous. You can still see the semen sliding down their thighs.

The others burst out laughing. I cut the act short with a gesture: I needed to relax, to recover from the flight and from the two encounters that afternoon, first with Lucía and then with her. Daniela kissed me once more, winked at me, pinched one nipple between two wet fingers, and got out of the water to lie down beside the rest, her ass shining under the sun.

When night fell, we had dinner and then put on music. During the dancing there were laughs, flirting, kisses that lasted too long, and hands that lingered on other people’s waists and, lower down, on other people’s asses, squeezing and parting cheeks shamelessly. Pilar and I withdrew early to our room, said goodbye until the next day, and we had no idea how long the others stayed up after that, or what they did.

***

In the morning we got up at eight and went down for a bath. The water was warm, almost languid. Bea and Noa showed up and got in with us, splashing, joking, giving us little touches on our breasts and the inner part of our thighs, brushing our cunts with their fingers as if by accident. Noa came over to hug me and, while she kissed my neck, she told me quietly that she had felt very jealous the previous afternoon, when Daniela spent so long locked away with me.

—And why’s that? —I asked her, smiling.

—I don’t know —she murmured—. But I felt awful. Just picturing her with her tongue buried in your cunt made my blood boil.

We spoke in whispers so the others wouldn’t hear us.

—You don’t have to get like that —I told her, stroking her back under the water and sliding my hand down to squeeze her ass—. There’s no reason. It’s true that Daniela is a real woman and looks fucking hot, but you beat her in everything. And I like you so much more than her. I like your cunt more, your mouth more, your tits drive me crazy.

—Yes, but I just don’t understand why it happened to me.

—Then forget it. We’ve got four days left and we need to be good with each other, with no bad vibes.

—You’re right —she said, and pulled me against her—. Kiss me. I want you to fuck me right here, right now.

We kissed with our mouths open, not bothering to hide it. Noa was very aroused; she had pressed her pelvis against mine and was rubbing her right thigh against my sex, slowly at first and then with a rhythm that took my breath away. I slid my hand between her legs under the water and parted her cunt lips with two fingers; she was slippery, not just from the water, and when I rubbed her swollen clit with the pad of my thumb she let out a hoarse moan against my neck. I sank two fingers into her to the knuckles and started pumping them slowly, curling them upward, looking for the spot that drove her crazy. She bit my shoulder so she wouldn’t scream and dug her nails into the nape of my neck. We stayed like that for a good while, tangled together, while Bea and Pilar watched us smiling from the other end of the pool, their hands busy on each other’s cunts.

We were so wrapped up in each other that we didn’t hear Lucía and Daniela come up. They got into the water and came over eager to join in. Lucía went after my mouth; Daniela did the same with Noa, and the mood ignited at once.

Noa and I sat on the edge of the pool, our feet in the water and our legs spread wide open, offered up. Lucía parted my knees and, without waiting, buried her mouth in my cunt. My clit was already swollen and, as soon as her tongue brushed it, a gasp escaped me that I tried to swallow and couldn’t. Lucía licked hungrily, from top to bottom, sucking my labia fully into her mouth, and then she focused on my clit and flicked it with the tip of her tongue fast, faster and faster, until my thighs started trembling. Daniela did the same to Noa: she had Noa’s legs over her shoulders and was eating her cunt with the eagerness of someone who hasn’t eaten in days. The wet slapping of her tongue between Noa’s folds could be heard. Then Noa turned her face toward me, seeking my lips, and we kissed deeply, mixing our saliva, while Lucía licked me and another hand —I never knew whose— wormed its way between my legs and shoved two fingers into me all the way, fucking me with short, precise thrusts.

I felt the orgasm rising from the soles of my feet. I grabbed Lucía by the hair with my hand and pressed her face against my cunt while I came in her mouth, my pelvis lifted off the pool edge and my legs closing over her ears. She didn’t stop sucking; she swallowed everything I gave her and kept licking, softer now, stretching my orgasm out until I collapsed backward, undone. Noa came almost at the same time, soaking Daniela’s chin and kicking her in the back with her heels.

After a while we changed. Now I was the one kissing Noa, offering her my tongue, biting her hard nipples until she arched, while Daniela took care of her sex and Lucía positioned herself behind. Lucía had three fingers inside Noa’s cunt and was pressing her thumb against her ass, playing at the entrance, wetting it with Noa’s own juices until she slid it all the way in. Noa screamed and pushed her hips back, asking for more. I sucked one of her tits and pinched the other, and I could feel her twisting every time Lucía penetrated her through both holes at once, while Daniela’s tongue worked her clit without rest. Noa kept sighing and asking for more, harder, deeper. We spent more than an hour with that back and forth of mouths, fingers, and hips, changing partners, changing holes, swallowing each other’s juices.

The heat spread, and Pilar and Bea eventually joined in. We were all desperate, wanting to receive and give at the same time. Bea and Daniela got out of the water and came back with harnesses on. The black silicone cocks hung stiff between their thighs, gleaming under the sun. Daniela took Lucía from behind, bent her over the edge with her tits pressed against the hot stone, and presented her cock at the entrance to her cunt. She ran the tip up and down between her open lips, wetting it, before sliding it in slowly. Lucía let out a long moan when she felt it enter her fully. Daniela started fucking her with firm hip thrusts, holding her by the waist, pulling out almost to the tip and then driving back in to the hilt. The slap of her thighs against Lucía’s ass could be heard over the splash of the water.

Bea, meanwhile, had Noa lying on her back on the edge, her legs in the air, and was pushing her harness cock straight into her cunt with long, deep thrusts. She licked her nipples every time she sank in. The gasps were continuous, sustained, bouncing off the water. The two of them sped up, fucking them harder and harder, until they made them come right there, with nails dug into the edge and cunts clenching around the silicone. Lucía came howling, pushing her ass back to drive it deeper; Noa writhed and soaked Bea’s harness with a hot gush that ran down her thigh.

We changed again. This time Noa and Pilar put on the harnesses. Noa laid me on the edge, grabbed my ankles, and opened my legs as wide as they could go. She placed the cock at the entrance to my cunt and slowly pushed it in, looking me in the eyes, enjoying the face I made as it sank deeper. When she had it all the way inside, she paused for a second and smiled, and then she started fucking me mercilessly, with quick, dry thrusts that made my tits bounce and dragged moans from me I couldn’t control. Pilar went into Daniela from behind, on all fours on the wet floor, gripping her hips with both hands to bury it to the hilt. Daniela, who had been in command of the whole scene, was now moaning like a cat in heat, her tits hanging and swaying. Lucía and Bea stroked us and shared their tongues among the four of us: one mouth on a nipple, another on a clit, the other two kissing us. I finished with my face buried in Noa’s neck, biting her shoulder so I wouldn’t scream, coming so hard I could feel my cunt squeezing her silicone cock with every wave. Noa kept thrusting into me until she dragged a second orgasm out of me, smaller but just as intense, that left me shaking and breathless.

The play had eaten up more than two hours, so it was late and we had breakfast on the fly: juices, coffee, and some pastries. We ate with our cunts still throbbing and our panties pulled on over damp skin. Then each of us went to get her room ready.

***

That day Pilar and Noa were in charge of cleaning the common areas and receiving the food delivery. When they finished, we all gathered in the living room, joking between laughs about what we were living through, each of us giving our opinion on what we’d done and how satisfied we were. We kept at it until three o’clock, when Noa announced that we could sit down to eat.

Lunch was cheerful. We kept threatening one another, through bursts of laughter, with what we were going to do as soon as we fell into one another’s arms, once we had time to settle: what cunt we were going to eat, what ass we were going to open, who was going to swallow and who was going to make someone swallow. It was a coincidence that point number twelve of our decalog —the orgy among all of us— had already been fulfilled that morning in the pool. That suggested that this kind of encounter would be repeated often, and in many different ways.

The days passed and the hookups were frenetic. We were sated from so much sex and, even so, we never stopped looking for one another, slipping fingers under the table, devouring cunts in the corners.

The last night, because the next day we were taking the flight back, something unexpected came up. It was Noa who told Pilar and me what Daniela had proposed to her: that she and Lucía come spend a few months with us and stay in one of our houses during their visit.

We were stunned. We called Bea, who already knew, to talk it over in our room. After weighing the situation, the four of us agreed immediately: it was absurd and impossible.

I was the one who went out to put it to them, as spokesperson for all of us. Daniela and Lucía listened to me in the living room.

—One thing is a meeting like this, a few days, and something very different is living day after day in our country and in our homes —I began—. Pilar and I are married; Bea and Noa are a solid couple. What you’re proposing could damage, and even destroy, our stability. None of the four of us is willing to risk that.

I took a breath and went on, because the hardest part was coming now.

—And there’s more. In these few days we’ve noticed in you, Daniela, a very possessive way of being, very proud, one that doesn’t like being contradicted at all. We haven’t said it, but we’ve all seen it. That’s not enough trust to bring you into our house. I know Lucía a little better, but not enough either.

—Besides —I added—, there’s the issue of you staying more than three months without permission. We’re not signing up for that under any condition. No one is stopping you from coming to our country as visitors, and if you do, we’d be delighted to repeat an encounter like this one. But only that. Not living in our houses.

Daniela got up, hurt, and left the living room, slamming the door so hard it echoed through the whole house.

Lucía stayed there, bewildered, looking at us as if she didn’t understand anything happening that night of farewell. She stammered something and finally spoke.

—Sorry, girls. I completely understand you and you’re absolutely right. I don’t understand Daniela’s behavior. I’m going to talk to her.

And she went to her room. Even though the bedroom was far away, we could hear their voices: they were arguing. We stayed calm, a little sad and annoyed, but without tearing our hair out. For us it was all perfectly logical, and we weren’t going to get upset over the whim of one of the participants. It was the last night, so we went off to get our luggage ready and didn’t come out again until the next morning.

***

When I got up, it was eight o’clock. I found Lucía sitting on the edge of the pool, wearing her kimono, leaning back on her arms with her feet splashing in the water. Lost in thought.

—Good morning, Lucía. How are you?

—Good morning, Marina. I’m fine, don’t worry.

—Can I sit with you? I wanted to know how you were after last night.

—Sit down, please —she said, moving over—. I’m fine, and I understand you. I would have done the same. But Daniela didn’t want to understand it. We had a big fight and we’ve broken up. She left early, without even saying goodbye to you all. I think she handled it terribly.

—What you’re telling me only confirms what we thought about her —I replied, and sat down beside her with my feet in the water too.

I spoke slowly. I told her we were all very grown women now —Pilar and I, without going any further, were nearing sixty, with a lot of life and a lot of wear behind us— and that living together as a couple isn’t easy for anyone. That no one decides to live with another person on the spur of the moment, that you have to get to know each other, take things slowly, and that only if real love appears do you deepen things until you end up sharing a roof. That bringing a stranger into the house all at once never works out well.

—And if someone doesn’t understand that —I added—, then I’m sorry for that person, because they’re showing they’re not ready to have a woman like you by their side. That’s advice I’m giving you because I care about you: don’t run after her. She doesn’t deserve you.

—I understand you, Marina —she said, looking at her hands—. But Daniela really does appeal to me. Physically she fills me up, sexually she satisfies me, she fucks me like nobody’s ever fucked me. It’s just that a lot of the time I can’t stand the way she is. She dominates me, makes me submit… and yet I can’t say I’m in love with her.

—Sweetheart, I don’t know you well, but from the first day I liked you a lot and was very drawn to you. That was all there was to it: a long-distance friendship and the desire to meet someday, because we’re both open-minded women. And we made that happen. We’ve had unforgettable days, we’ve enjoyed each other without a single taboo, and that’s the feeling we need to keep. Don’t spoil it over the whim of someone who, through her behavior, has already told you she doesn’t deserve you. Wait until another relationship comes along. Don’t rush into living together unless you’re sure you both deserve that chance. You’re still young; Pilar and I were older than you are now when our paths crossed.

I paused.

—What I don’t have clear is whether you knew what she intended to propose when she told Noa.

Lucía burst into tears.

—I swear I knew nothing. It never would have occurred to me. I heard you talking and it seemed unreal to me, I didn’t understand where it was coming from. I understood everything when Daniela reacted like that, leaving with that face. She had planned it behind my back.

—Don’t cry —I told her, taking her by the shoulders and nestling her against my chest. I kissed her head until she started to calm down.

—Thank you, Marina —she murmured—. You’re wonderful. Why can’t I find someone like you. You’re understanding, you’re good. Since I’ve known you, you’ve always given me good advice.

—Don’t worry. I’ll be leaving, but we’re not going to lose touch. Whenever you need advice, I’ll be here.

She stayed quiet for a moment, her cheek resting on my collarbone. Then she lifted her face.

—Marina, fuck me now, one last time before you leave. I feel so good in your arms that I want you to take me up to heaven again. I want to feel your tongue in my cunt one more time.

We looked at each other and melted into a long, very long kiss before taking off our kimonos and sliding naked into the water. There we gave ourselves to each other again, slowly this time, without an audience, without play. I kissed her shoulders, her neck, the swell of her breasts; I caught one nipple between my lips and sucked it slowly until I could feel it harden in my mouth, and then the other, giving them all the time in the world. She searched for me with her hands under the surface, trembling every time I touched her where she needed it most. I parted her cunt lips with two fingers and rubbed her clit in slow circles, feeling it swell beneath my fingertip, feeling her start to leak thick moisture even in the water.

I lifted her in my arms and sat her on the edge. I knelt between her open legs, the water at my waist, and for a moment I just looked at her cunt: pink, shining, with the clit peeking out, waiting for me. I ran my tongue all the way from bottom to top, very slowly, and she let out a long sigh and sank her fingers into my hair. I licked her lips one by one, sucking them into my mouth, and then I caught her clit between my lips and sucked it gently, tugging lightly toward me. Lucía moaned my name and arched her back. I buried my tongue in her cunt as deep as I could, fucked her with the tip, and she opened wider, offering herself whole. I went back to her clit and this time worked it with my tongue flat, up and down, faster and faster, while I slid two fingers inside her and curled them, searching for the soft spot on the front wall.

I could feel her whole body contracting. Her thighs clamped around my head, her hips lifted off the edge, and she came in my mouth with a long, deep moan that came from her chest, soaking my chin, my tongue, my fingers. I didn’t let go until she stopped trembling.

Then it was my turn. She lifted me onto the edge beside her, kissed me, sharing my own taste mixed with hers, and moved down my body leaving a trail of little bites: neck, collarbone, tits —which she devoted herself to with a calm that made me squirm— belly, pubis. When she reached my cunt she didn’t rush in; first she blew on it, kissed the insides of my thighs, licked my groin, until I begged her. Then she did it: she opened me with her fingers and ate my clit with her whole mouth, sucking, licking, nibbling with her lips. She slid in three fingers and moved them slowly at first, then faster, fucking me without taking them out, while she kept working my clit with her tongue. I gripped the back of her neck, pushed her face against me, and when the orgasm hit my legs I screamed without being able to help it. I came in her mouth, on her fingers, on her face, my legs spread wide on the hot edge and the sun beating straight onto my nipples.

We slipped back into the water, still trembling, and embraced while floating. We kissed slowly, two cunts still throbbing pressed against each other, two mouths mixing flavors. We gave each other that immense pleasure again, the kind you only feel when two women surrender completely and, for an instant, stop being two.

It was sublime. Honestly, I think it was the most sensual encounter of the whole trip. Lucía seemed like a fragile little girl and, at the same time, a woman with all the experience of her maturity, completely given over to giving and receiving. It was simply divine.

And there’s little more to tell.

When the others got up, we had breakfast, cleaned everything together, and left the house in order, as if nothing had happened there. The taxi arrived and we said goodbye to Lucía at the door; she wanted to come with us to the airport, but we told her it was better this way. And we went back home with our suitcase full of memories and experiences that won’t be forgotten.