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First Date

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Chapter 1: Poolside Sparks

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: Poolside Sparks - First Date is a slow-burning, emotionally rich, and intensely erotic journey through trust, surrender, and unexpected connection. What starts as an impulsive evening between strangers turns into a sensuous celebration of pleasure, power, and mutual desire.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Fiction   Light Bond   Anal Sex   Oral Sex   Pegging  

The late afternoon sun dipped low over Palawan, its golden light glinting off the surface of the infinity pool. James sat on a cushioned lounger beneath the shade of a white umbrella, a half-empty San Miguel in hand and a thin sheen of sweat beginning to gather at his temples. He had arrived two days ago, his first trip to Indonesia since retiring in April. The hotel—perched just above the beach, with palms swaying gently all around—was perfect. Peaceful. A little indulgent. Exactly what he’d needed.

But he hadn’t expected her.

Melena.

She emerged from the water like a scene stolen from a film: slow, unhurried, her dark hair slicked back and glistening, droplets running down her neck, over her chest, and tracing the contours of a body that stopped him mid-sip. Her swimsuit was barely there—black, string-tied at the hips and behind her neck, hugging every curve as if tailored to her alone. She caught him looking. Smiled. Then walked directly to the lounger beside his.

“Hi,” she said, her voice soft but warm, almost teasing. “You’re not hiding from the sun, are you?”

He chuckled, flustered. “Maybe just pretending I can handle it.”

She laughed at that—genuine and bright—and sat down, towelling off her legs with slow, absent strokes that only drew his attention more. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, the kind that spoke of island roots and sun-soaked days, and her figure was nothing short of arresting—slim waist, shapely hips, toned thighs. She shifted her weight, crossing her legs, and James found himself grateful for the table that separated them.

They talked. For hours.

Melena, it turned out, was a nurse on a much-needed break. She was from Manila but had travelled to Palawan alone to relax, reset. There was a quiet confidence to her, a way she held his gaze just a little longer than necessary, smiled when he grew bashful, and brushed his arm as they laughed over stories about travel mishaps and strange local food.

By the time the sun dipped below the horizon and the lanterns around the pool flickered on, James felt that familiar tension in his chest—part excitement, part nerves.

“I’ve really enjoyed this,” he said, gently.

“Me too,” she replied, her eyes holding his. “So ... what now?”

 
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