Key West Lacey Alexander (sad books to read .txt) 📖

her breasts to rake his thumbs over her nipples, “sometimes Joe invites friends over to play at the pool if he wants to make the place appear busier. It’s, uh, usually more interesting than at your average hotel.”

“Sounds like it,” she said, widening her eyes in pretend shock.

He tilted his head. “Wanna go?”

Carrie considered her options. She could stay here and play with Chris in the privacy of his bed. Or she could go with him to a nude pool which was probably much like the Garden of Ecstasy, even if quieter at the moment. Both appealed, but the glimmer in Chris’s eye, along with her increased arousal at seeing Scott, urged her to indulge in this one last hedonistic act before her vacation ended. “Sure. I even have my bathing suit. I packed it in my purse this morning since I wasn’t sure what you had in mind.”

He grinned. “Well, given where we’re going, you might not need it.”

* * * * *

Carrie’s pussy already felt swollen inside her leopard print bikini as they made their way through the wrought-iron gates to the Joie de Vivre pool. As Chris had mentioned, it was done in eye-catching art deco—shades of aqua and lots of chrome made it clear the smallish hotel was from another era, yet as they passed into the courtyard and pool area, the décor wasn’t what Carrie had on her mind.

Cushioned lounge chairs surrounded the curving pool, and although less than half were occupied, most of the pool-goers were naked, other than the topless women wearing skimpy bikini bottoms. A young nude woman with dark hair did a slow backstroke through the pool, her large breasts the most prominent part of her, her nipples a dark shade of plum. In one chair, a man and woman lay together, naked and kissing, arms and legs entwined. Two handsome, dapper-looking guys stood in one corner of the pool making out. Only as she and Chris walked closer did she realize one of the men lounging naked, watching the action with a drink in his hand, was Scott.

Her eyes immediately fell to his half-erect cock, impressive even with only a semi. She surged with moisture at the sight. He was a sexy man with clothes on, but taking them off lifted him to another level on the hot scale.

“Hey,” he said. “Glad you decided to come.”

Chris squeezed Carrie’s shoulder. “Today was our official day for showing her things she couldn’t miss in Key West, and this seems to fit in that category as well as anything.”

Scott laughed. “Not your usual tourist trap, but yeah, definitely something not-to-be-missed if you can get free access like this.” He concluded with a wink in Carrie’s direction. “Grab a chair and enjoy.”

Half an hour later, a pretty, topless waitress with very pert, tan breasts had served them tequila sunrises. They’d watched the naked couple she’d first noticed upon arriving—until finally they’d fucked in the chair. Like Chris and Carrie, the other people at the pool watched with interest, yet stayed quiet and serene, even as the couple’s moans and groans bit into the tropical air. Carrie had felt her nipples getting harder and harder while watching the scene, her pussy pulsing mercilessly.

Too hot for comfort, both inside and out, she was just about to ask Chris if he wanted to go for a swim when a masculine moan drew her attention to the guys in the pool. She held in her gasp at the sight—the better-looking of the two had braced himself against the pool’s edge while the other man stood behind him, and though Carrie couldn’t see exactly what was taking place below the water’s surface, she was pretty sure the guy in front was getting fucked in the ass.

She knew Key West had a large gay population, and she’d seen more than one pair of men holding hands on the street, but she’d never seen this before. And despite the unbidden image of Chris and Cole that had entered her head yesterday, she’d never expected something like this to arouse her, but it did, almost against her will.

She watched with fascination as the guy in back lunged against his partner, who emitted groan after deep groan, his face wrenched in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She found herself wishing the two weren’t in the pool so she could have a better view. She suddenly imagined the guys being Chris and Scott—an image which gave her a shiver.

Chris leaned over toward her. “You look lusty,” he said with a soft, playful smile.

She drew her gaze from the gay couple to him. “It’s those guys.” She looked back to them before turning to gauge Chris’s reaction.

“That’s getting you hot, huh?”

She nodded. “Have you ever, you know…done anything bi?”

An amused grin spread across his face. “Didn’t we discuss this the other night?”

She shook her head. “No. I made you put a vibrator in your mouth, but I never asked you any questions.”

He gave his head a matter-of-fact tilt. “Well, sorry to disappoint you, angel, but the answer’s no.”

“Would you?”

He laughed. “Guess it would depend on the circumstances.”

“What if the circumstances were that I asked you to?” She widened her challenging smile. “And that I pointed out it was really the least you could do considering all the stuff I’ve done with Shay to please you.”

He arched one eyebrow as if to scold her. “Well, you didn’t find anything you did with Shay distasteful.”

She sat up a bit straighter, still in teasing mode. “What makes you so sure?”

He grinned. “I have eyes, angel.”

She pursed her lips in mock defeat. “So you’re saying you’d find it distasteful to be with another guy?”

He shrugged. “Probably.”

A bargain came to mind. “Let’s make a deal. If I ever ask you to do something with another guy, promise me you’ll consider it very carefully and only say no if you really, truly find it unappealing.”

He tilted his head. “Angel, you leave in two days. So sure, I’ll