I’m currently staying at an Airbnb just outside Joshua Tree with my mom and uncle. It’s got a gorgeous backyard with an infinity pool and hot tub overlooking Yucca Valley. It’s fun being here with them, but it would be so lovely to have it all to myself. Then again, just you and I here would be fun, too…

I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, and last night I thought I’d go outside and look at the stars for a bit. It was a full moon and the air just felt…charged. It was a tiny bit chillier than I expected when I tiptoed out the door in PJ shorts and a tank top, but it was so beautiful I didn’t mind.

I laid on one of the lounge chairs and stared up at the night sky and the lights of the town below. It was so peaceful, I felt all the tension from traveling with my family melt away. But my mind kept wandering back to you. What would you do to me if we had this place to ourselves?

Maybe I’d ride you on one of the lounge chairs, reverse cowgirl so the whole town could potentially see my tits bounce with every thrust. Our moans would echo across the mountains. Or maybe you’d bend me over on the little picnic table and push my pajama bottoms aside, taking me from behind.

But I was alone out there in the middle of the night, all restless and aroused. My face felt hot and my nipples were hard, looking very pronounced under my thin tank top. My panties were getting wetter and wetter with each dirty thought. I certainly wasn’t going to get any sleep in that state. But maybe if I could relieve some of this tension…

I eyed the hot tub. Warmth makes you sleepy, right? I listened and looked for any sign someone was awake, and when I was sure the coast was clear, I got undressed. The soft breeze felt nice on my bare skin, and getting naked overlooking the town below was thrilling. I quietly got in the hot tub, letting out an audible sigh as my body was enveloped by the warm water.

All the jets and bubbles were hitting me in all the right places. It was like hundreds of tiny hands were physically relaxing my muscles and caressing my skin. It was heavenly. I closed my eyes and got lost in the sensations, stretching my limbs and letting streams of bubbles reach every last inch of me. The only thing that would make this better would be your strong hands on my wet, naked body.

I imagined you in there with me, pulling me onto your lap and using your knees to hold my legs open. Your arms around me, playing with my tits and fingering me. Your hard cock pressed against my ass. After I cum on your fingers, you slide yourself inside me. My hips grind into you, pushing you deeper inside me.

But none of that was actually happening, so my own fingers would have to suffice. I teased myself, getting all worked up before finally touching my clit. When I started to gently rub it, my body reacted dramatically. My back arched and my toes curled. My hips rocked. It only took a couple of minutes before I orgasmed, stifling my moans so my family wouldn’t hear me.

It was a powerful one, and I bit my lip hard to stop myself from moaning. It was one of those orgasms that kind of paralyzes you in a blissful daze for a minute afterwards. But the moment the trance was broken I went back to fingering myself. I wanted more.

The next one only took a few more seconds of rubbing my clit. Again, I held in my moans, gripping the side of the hot tub as another surge of pleasure took over my body. Then, I decided to see if I could angle myself so that some of the jets were aimed at my clit. It took a little maneuvering, but with my legs spread wide, they hit just right. The surge of water against my most sensitive spot was incredible, both gentle and powerful at the same time.

I imagined you watching me, encouraging me to cum for you again and again, telling me I’m a good girl. Looking at me like an animal looks at its prey and knowing that as soon as I’ve made myself cum a few times, you’re going to have your way with me.

The buildup was steady and potent, and I knew this was going to be my most powerful orgasm yet. My breaths were shallow and my fingers trembled, desperate for the wave of pleasure I was riding to crest and send me over the edge. When I finally came, my whole body shuddered, and I couldn’t help but let out a strained whimper. It just felt so fucking good, I lost control. I may have even moaned your name.

When the warm, blissful pleasure of that last orgasm receded, I carefully climbed out of the hot tub. I collapsed on a lounge chair and let the night air cool me down and dry me off. It must have been around 3 am when I finally put my PJs back on and snuck back inside.

My legs are still shaky today, my secret reminder of the intense pleasure I gave myself last night while fantasizing about you. I can’t wait to do it again.