A Winter Water Nymph's Exhibitionists and Dares

This experience occurred in the middle of the Winter in a remote area of Nebraska.  Driving west, I had battled a winter storm all day. During the winter season this town only had one motel, a Holiday Inn, that stayed open.  On the few winter occasions that I stayed there, there were few, if any, other guests.  During my second stay there, I had a very pleasant hot tub experience.  It all started when I arrived in town late one evening as I was trying unsuccessfully to outrun a winter storm.  By the time I arrived in town about 8:30 at night, I checked into my room, then walked a block in the snow to a local restaurant for an excellent steak dinner.  By the time I arrived back at the motel, the pool and hot tub were officially closed.  Because I had been there before, I knew that the pool area was left unlocked with only a small night light and minimal pool lighting left on for safety reasons.  Desiring to relieve the pent-up tensions from a long day’s drive in horrible winter weather conditions, I decided to soak away the stresses of the day in the hot tub.  I slipped on my Speedo suit and robe and walked down the deserted hallway to the pool.  For this area, this Holiday Inn pool was unique in that while it was a heated pool, it also was partially inside and partially outside with only a clear plastic flap forming a flexible wall between the two.  Due to the cold outside temperature and the warm water, I could only see steam rising from the outside pool as I splashed around in the warm comfort and seclusion of the inside pool.  After a few laps, I decided to relax in the hot tub.   Since it was now almost midnight and thinking I was alone I stripped off my suit and sat in the hot tub letting the agitated water bubbles caress my naked body easing the stresses of the day.  I sat there enjoying the bubbly warm water perform it magic approximately 8 minutes, when much to my surprise, a beautiful water nymph came diving under the flexible plastic water dam and swam the short length of the pool.  As she walked up the steps out of the pool, she was standing only about two feet from the hot tub.  While she was attired in a yellow string bikini, I could not help admiring her beautiful lithe body.  While she was no Playboy beauty, she was tall, thin and well-proportioned for her height with a small firm ass and small perky breasts that filled the small cups of her bra.  From where she stood, she could easily see into the water and observe that I was nude.  Even though I had grabbed my suit when she splashed in, I couldn’t get it on quick enough before she saw my nakedness.  Observing my struggle with my suit she commented, “Don’t bother on my account, in fact I’ll join you,” and with that she stepped into the hot tub.  She walked to the center of the small tub, turned her back to me, unsnapped her bra, and pulled the Velcro tabs releasing the sides of her bikini.  She then placed the scraps of material on the rim of the hot tub and sat down across from me.  Since the tub was so small, our knees almost touched in the center of the tub.  After a little embarrassed introduction and some small chit chat, I slid around and sat next to her as our conversation developed.  From watching my eyes, she knew I was checking out her beautiful lithe body.  Suddenly right in the middle of a conversation, she jumps up, stands in the middle of the tub and executes a pirouette.  She exclaimed that since I was trying to sneak peeks at her body, I might just as well view it in all its unadorned splendor, and did I like what I saw. I assured her that she did in fact have a beautiful lean body.  I stated that I really appreciated her beautiful bare pussy. She had highlighted it by a small hint of pubic hair trimmed to a pencil line arrow pointing down her belly toward the clean thick fleshy folds of her outer lips separated only by the dangling floppy skin of her protruding inter lips. Still standing, she stepped over to me, straddled my legs and put her bare beaver right in my face.  Then she asked, since I liked a bare crotch so much, how did I liked the up close and personal view now.  She had my nose less than an inch from her twat.  Then with a laugh, she pushed herself into my face and giggled as she rubbed my nose in her precious pink flesh.  The sweet smell of her musk was overwhelming, and I reached my hand up to caress her intimate parts.  Just as I grabbed a feel, she jumped back and playfully scolded me for trying to touch her.  With a look, but don’t touch admonishment, she sat down next to me and grabbed my little plaything asking how I liked being grabbed like a piece of meat.  Actually, I told her, I liked it and that she could continue yanking on my tiny wienie as much as she wanted.  While she continued massaging my muscle, it started to grow both long and hard in her hand.  Indicating that she preferred eating hot dogs instead of playing with them, she suggested we adjourn to her room for a late evening snack.  Without a word she grabbed my robe and threw me a towel suggesting I follow her.  Picking up my suit, I quickly wrapped the towel around my nakedness and rushed after her. Luckily, her room was just two rooms down the hall from mine.  Since she had my robe on, she had my room key in its pocket, but she had left her door unlocked, thinking there were no other guests in the motel.  As soon as I got in the room, I dried myself off with the towel while she watched still dressed in my robe.  When I finished, I asked for my robe.  She responded with why, you won’t need it.  I told her I would need it to go to my room to get some dry clothes on.  She indicated that wasn’t necessary, as she intended to have her late-night snack of hot dog right here in her room.  However, since I had the only wiener available, she guessed I was going to be the main menu.  If my meat met her meat inspection standards, then she might let me taste her poon for dessert.  This girl was wild, but little did I know how wild until she opened the sliding glass doors to the snow-covered patio.  She threw my robe on the bed, grabbed my arm and both of us without a stitch on jumped in the snow drift collected on the patio.  As I started to complain about the cold, she was covering my jewels with snow.  She held up my cock by its head and started to pack snow around it, till, when she let go she had a miniature igloo formed between my legs with a little pink cockhead forming the point of the cone.  She continued to pack cold wet damp snow around my balls until she had them totally incased in a snowball.  In spite of the sexual excitement of this snow nymphs’ actions, in response to the icy cold snowpack around my genitals, she was causing my penis and testicles to shrink back into my body.  Complaining that the ice was really doing a number on me, she suddenly jerked me out of the snow and pushed me on to her bed. Then with her on top in a classic 69 position, her mouth totally engulfed my shriveled-up nut sack and penis nub.  Soon the warmth of her mouth combined with her strong sucking action brought my implements back to life.  As my muscle started to grow in her mouth, she had to let my balls pop out to make room for my flesh snake to uncurl.  The sexual excitement caused by her oral assault on my joystick coupled with the view and aroma of her cunt as I massaged her G spot soon brought us both to mutual withering mind shattering organisms. While we lay on the bed recovering from our earth-shaking experience, we began to shiver from the cold.  I got up to close the sliding glass doors to the patio.  Shaking I picked up my robe, when she asked what I was doing.  I stated I had to go back to my room to get warm and to get some sleep.  She protested stating that she hadn’t even got a chance to ride that wonderful stallion of mine yet.  I informed her that I didn’t have any protection with me.  She asked me if I had any rubbers in my room.  When I indicated I did, she grabbed up my robe, yanked me by the pecker and the two us ran buck ass naked ran down the hall together to my room.  I fumbled in my robe for the key as she continued stroking my fire hose right there in the hallway.  Once inside, she ran to the bathroom asking me where my latex was.  I got one out of my ditty bag, she grabbed it from my hand, tore open the wrapper and proceeded to install it on my now 8-inch flagpole projecting straight out in front of me.  Again, she led me by the dork to the bed and proceeded to mount my saddle horn.  Again, with her on top, she impaled herself on my rod and continued to pound herself on my pole until she experienced her second climax of the evening.  I had prematurely shot my wad into the protective sleeve well before she had achieved gratification from the beating she was giving my piston as she repeatedly raped herself on my iron shaft.  All I could do as she was jumping up and down on my shaft was to hold on to her cute firm breasts and ride the beast until she satisfied herself.  When she finally collapsed in orgasmic exhaustion, she dismounted me, leaving a friction sore red salami between my legs.  Thanking me for the ride and still naked she left my room for hers.  The next morning, I checked her room to ask her if she would join me for breakfast (and half hoping that she would be my breakfast) but her room  door was ajar and as I was told by the manager, she had already checked out earlier.  I never saw my water nymph again.