Chapter 11: Lydia's Day Part 01
Note:- Before one start reading the "At The Villa" series, you have to read the 2 episodes "On The Boat", Chapters 1 and 2 where Sam was seduced by Olympia, who had the hidden Agenda; followed by "After the Boat Trip. Then it should be followed by "At The Villa" Series. The first stories I wrote with Sam as the protagonist were "Unforgettable Sexual Encounters" Chapter 1 to 11. These stories are the follow up of "At The Villa" stories.
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Ophelia.
Only a few days were left, before the ladies were due to get on the boat and return back home. The day and the hour were getting closer and closer. As usual, on these particular days, when I stayed 'home alone'; today it is, for the last time. I chauffeured the five other ladies with the exception of Lydia, down towards one of the beaches. The one I chose on this specific morning was a rather small inlet, to which I had not yet took these gorgeous ladies to swim, sunbathe and play in the blue Aegean waters. On a first impression they immediately loved the small sandy beach, which it was rather secluded.
Knowing that Lydia was waiting for me at the villa, I drove back as fast as I could. I didn't like to leave Lydia excitedly waiting for me, dreaming about what she was expecting to enjoy during this planned day together.
I was very sure that I was going to find my Lydia, hot and readily excited. It was going to be, hopefully, a whole day without any reservations or interruptions from the rest of the others, something we both had longed for. Finally the plan fitted perfectly as I had planned it so every one of the guests had a chance to express her wishes, ideas and naturally enjoy the pleasures of the flesh.
As I arrived, I drove straight through the open gate; closed the gate and walked towards the pool area where I was expecting to find my Lydia. Outside there was nobody, no Lydia, so I walked inside. The first thing I noticed was that there was great silence, except for some light romantic music playing in my bedroom.
The sound was very low, barely audible. I walked slowly towards the door and stopped at the entrance. There, mesmerized, I stood silently standing, watching that beautiful goddess lying on my bed, her eyes closed, her perfectly shaped breasts with nipples hard, pointing upwards, while her legs, were more that slightly open.
It was an extraordinary and unexpected scene; more complex to visualize and digest, but hard to forget. One of her hands was resting over one of her breasts with two of the fingers rolling the already hard and excited nipple.
The other hand was resting over the length of her body, going downwards towards her pelvis with a finger toying with her clit. She looked nothing less than a real life Venus.
I took some time digesting her beauty, while I focused my eyes on that particular spot, which happened to be between her legs, where her finger was massaging her little knot. The way she was playing with her erogenous zones was not 'teasing', but it was the sexual hunger which was roaming through her hot blood as it flows through her veins.
She was building up enough sexual passion; getting herself ready for my arrival. I realized that she was not aware of my silent arrival and neither my presence at the entrance to my bedroom, even though a sweet smile escaped from between her lips.
I relaxed and calmly watched the most beautiful view in its perfect authenticity; infront of my eyes. There were no movements, except of her hands and her lips. She was totally lost in the most probable dirty dream of sexual desires. What she was dreaming I had no idea, although I assumed. I silently waited and made no movements except those that were caused by my dick. It was as hard as steel, pushing my swimming trunks to the limits.
I was becoming uncomfortable, so I decided to take off my trunks when I made a slight noise. Immediately she opened her eyes; rather shocked.
'You're already back! How long have you been there?' Lydia asked.
'Long enough... Where have you been?'
'What do you mean, long enough, dad?'
'I think you know what I mean, you little dirty girl.' I answered.
'Ooohh! Please pardon me dad. I became so excited, thinking what might or what may happen during this day alone with me and in your arms... I was lost in the most exciting dream ever.' She answered.
'It must have been a very, very hot and sexy dream!'
'It was much hotter than you had ever dreamed, dad. But please don't ask. During this special day, we together, may pass through more exciting hot dreams or maybe much more exciting and...'
'... hotter and passionate you mean, or just sexy. So you were waiting?' I asked.
'More than waiting dad... I also want to have a detailed recount of what were like those first exciting dirty days; just blowing cherries.' She teased.
'Are you jealous?' I asked as I walked the last few steps towards my bed. Already totally naked, I lay down next to Lydia's relaxed body. I sat myself on the side, while I watched for Lydia's movements.
'Why should I be? I had only one cherry and now its' been blown off by the master; of whom I am so very proud.' She proudly recited.
'Thanks. I'm very proud that I had been the master of ceremonies like I was, when I took your mother' ass; on her insistence. ' I said while I laid down and moved my body closer to hers, lifting my face as I moved my lips towards hers.
'When I go back, I will ask Mum how she felt when you stuck that thick monster up her arse.'
'Please don't.' I insisted.