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The street was deserted, and I parked the Vespa against the wall of the building. A dog crossed the street, and I wondered how his paws could handle the sweltering heat coming off the asphalt. I looked up and down the street and saw no one, so I walked over to the large dumpster that stood empty on the other side of the portal. After putting on my backpack, I climbed up on the dumpster and then jumped up so I could reach the top of the wall. When I pulled myself up and straddled the fifteen-inch wide wall, I was looking down at a large, crystal clear swimming pool. A couple of brand new sunbeds were all the furniture there was and not a soul in sight. I carefully jumped down and walked over to the closest sunbed, which I wiped with a towel I had in my bag.I took off my cotton shorts and sleeveless blouse and sat on the sunbed. From my backpack, I took a bottle of sunscreen and proceeded to spread it all over my body. It was late afternoon, but the sun was still high in the sky so I put on my sunglasses and lay down. After I’d broken off with my boyfriend, my older sister Ann thought it would be a good idea for me to get away from the town where we had grown up. She invited me down to Malaga on the Spanish southern coast. She had lived there with her Spanish husband for three years and she said she needed help with her two daughters.Since I had nothing better to do I said yes, and flew down on the next available flight. I had made the right choice; it only took me a few days to be able to relax and enjoy my new surroundings. Ann and Ricardo lived in a beautiful neighborhood with neat little houses and clean streets. The two children went to school in the morning and I took care of them in the afternoon. I had the weekends off so I would either go to the beach or just lounge in the small garden, sipping on a juice and reading. One day I mentioned to Ricardo that it would be nice to have a pool, since the beach was almost an hour’s drive from where they lived. He then told me about this place.In 2008 when the construction boom came to complete standstill in Spain, entire neighborhoods became deserted. Thousands of houses and apartments stood finished but without anyone living in them. There were even ghost towns where schools, football fields, and shops stood empty. The building where I was had eight floors with two apartments on each floor. There was a playground, and the pool, and it was completely empty. For some reason no one had realized the pool system was still on so there it stood, pumping water and cleaning itself, year in and year out.Around it stood similar buildings, also empty. Ricardo had shown me this one because travesti istanbul it was the closest to where we lived. He then took me to a place where I bought the Vespa, and I now had access to a pool whenever I wanted.I opened my bag and took out a bottle of water. It was already warm but I drank from it anyway. As I lay down again I heard a thud, and I whipped my head around to see what it was. At first I saw nothing, but then I spotted a plastic bag lying on the ground where I had jumped down. My eyes moved up and suddenly I saw a pair of hands grabbing the top of the wall. Fuck! I thought, someone was coming. Before I had a chance to get up, a man jumped over and landed perfectly on his feet. I got ready for the argument to come since I figured he must be some kind of security guard, because of the uniform he was wearing. I quickly grabbed my top and covered my boobs and used my shorts for my pussy. I liked to suntan naked.Instead of walking up to me shouting and screaming, he gave me a short nod, and then walked over to the second sunbed and lifted it up. He carried it to the other side of the pool and proceeded to undress. While I watched he got naked but didn’t put on any sunscreen. He wouldn’t have to. He skin was dark brown and he had a neat black beard covering his face. His hair was short and black. I couldn’t see his eyes because he wore sunglasses. His body was firm and looked strong and his chest was covered in black hair. He looked very manly and at least ten years older than my twenty. I kept watching him to make sure he didn’t walk over to me, which he didn’t. He took out a book from his plastic bag and then lay down on the sun bed. I spent a few more minutes watching until my neck got tired from keeping my head up, and I relaxed. I left my top and shorts where they were. About an hour later I was ready to leave when the man stood up and dove into the pool. I watched him swim a few laps before I collected my things and went over to the wall where I climbed up and over. Back on the street I put on my helmet which I had chained to the Vespa and then drove back to my sister’s place.“Why the grumpy look?” asked Ann, when I walked into the kitchen where she was feeding her children. “Someone else has found my pool.” She laughed. “It’s not yours. Who was it?” “I have no idea, he didn’t tell me. Actually, he didn’t say a word the entire time he was there.” “Was he Spanish?” I took a cold bottle of water from the fridge and drank half of it in one go. “Yeah, I think so. At least he looked Spanish; dark skinned, black hair and a hairy body.” “Mm, sounds hot.” “Sure, if I was in the market for istanbul travestileri a new boyfriend. I think he was at least thirty, though.” Ann cleaned off the children’s faces and told them to go and watch TV. Turning to me she said, “Well, maybe that’s what you need, an older man, none of those kids that don’t know what they want.” “Pete wasn’t a kid, he was twenty-five.” Hearing the name of my ex, she scoffed. “Bah, he was a kid in a man’s body.” “But what a body he had! You know, I still miss his cock.” “Shh, don’t use that kind of language; the kids are around.” I walked up to her and whispered in her ear, “Cock, cock, pussy, cock in pussy.” She pushed me away and laughed. “Get out of here, do something useful.” “I’m taking a shower.” Ann was a prude and had always been as far back as I can remember. Sometimes I wondered how she even had children. Ricardo must have had to work hard to get into her panties. I, on the other hand, loved sex. I lost my virginity when I was sixteen with a boy three houses down. We had known each other for years before it happened and, since we were good friends, the idea of having sex with each other was a given. We had smoked our first cigarettes together and drank our first cider together as well. The sex wasn’t a big deal, we figured, so one day we simply got naked in his room, I lay down on the bed and he got on top of me. After a bit of fiddling around, his cock slid into me, and he humped as fast as he could. I guess he had jerked off because he knew when to pull out and came on the sheets between my legs. We never did it again, and never spoke about it either. I think it was a bad experience for both of us.Pete and I fucked a lot, and I loved him watching while I played with myself. I would either sit in a chair or lie on the bed or the sofa and slide my fingers in and out of my cunt. He wasn’t allowed to touch me before he had pre-cum oozing out of his cock, which usually took up to half an hour of watching. Then the fucker met Sophie, and it all ended. She was a cashier in the local supermarket and a blonde. I am a brunette, with a slender body, and a B-cup. My eyes are dark blue and the best part of my body is my ass. I’m of average height and maybe a pound or two too heavy, but I’m okay with that. I don’t want to be skinny.In the shower, I made sure my landing strip of pubic hair was perfect and then shaved my legs. When I was done I applied plenty of aftersun lotion and walked naked into my room. I waited to dress until my skin was dry. I wondered who the man at the pool had been, and if he would be back the following afternoon. Maybe I should talk to him, istanbul travesti find out who he was? Suddenly, I remembered that he had been naked, but I hadn’t seen his cock. He had turned around so his back was turned to me, and when he lay down I didn’t get a glimpse of it.The following afternoon when I sat up on the wall I saw that the stranger was already there. He was face down on the same sunbed as the previous day. When I jumped down he didn’t move or do anything else. I went over to my sunbed and went through the same procedure as before. This time, I had taken a bikini with me which I put on, using the towel as a shield. When I was done, I lay down and closed my eyes. The sun didn’t kiss my body as it so often is said to do. No, this sun ate my body, bit huge chunks of my skin; it was burning hot and I lasted only what I thought was thirty minutes before I had to get into the water. I didn’t want to wake up the sleeping man so I carefully sat down on the edge and then slid into the water. It was like bathwater, warm. I dipped my head and then shook out the water. I swam a few laps and got out again and went back to my sun bed. This time, when I glanced over at my neighbor, he had turned on his back and I could see his cock. It lay flaccid between his slightly spread legs and a large ball sack could be seen. I licked my lips; I might be single, but my sexual needs still needed attention. Playing with my pussy at night wasn’t enough; I needed someone to watch me. Since he hadn’t approached me or spoken to me I figured he was pretty harmless. I decided to give it a go.Spreading my legs a bit I let my fingers dance over my cunt, gently tapping my clit until the tickling feeling began. When I became moist I slid my middle finger inside my cunt and pressed the palm of my hand against my clit. Then slowly I began to finger fuck myself. I kept an eye on the man but he didn’t move. I had no idea if he was watching me, or if he was asleep, since he wore sunglasses.As my orgasm grew deep inside me, I bit my lip and slid in another finger. While I fucked myself a little bit faster, my body began to react and my breathing came in shallow gasps as my hips began to move under my hand. When I was on the verge of coming I closed my eyes and arched my back, and with a long moan found release. I slumped back and tasted my juices with my tongue, licking first one finger and then the other. The man still hadn’t moved. This was weird, I thought. Maybe he was dead.I stayed another half an hour before packing up my things, and during that time he still hadn’t moved. He must be sleeping, I thought. But as I walked over to the wall, he turned over onto his stomach and sighed loudly. I left him there and drove home in bewilderment.The next day I was first at the pool, but only a few minutes later he came over the wall. He gave me a short nod and proceeded over to his sunbed and got himself ready.
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