Pixie Dust Motel - Cover

Pixie Dust Motel

by Mat Twassel

Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel

Erotica Sex Story: College bound girl is along with her parents on their second honeymoon, and a reservation mix-up requires them to all share a single room. Illustration.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fiction   .

Somehow our reservations got messed up, and I have to share a room with my parents. At least there are two beds, and the clerk, who I don’t like because of the way he checked out my breasts, said it would only be for one night. These things happen, he said in a half-smirking voice. It is supposed to be my parents’ second honeymoon, and I am supposed to have a room of my own—I’ll be in college next year after all! But I’m mature enough not to pout about it.

When we get to the room, Dad says, “Honey, why don’t you check out the pool for an hour or so before dinner.” I know enough to know that he and Mom want to have sex, so I grab a towel and my suit and set off.

I get lost. I wander down one corridor after another and the next thing you know I’m back at our room. I don’t dare enter. I don’t dare even listen too hard. I try to find the pool again. I end up in the laundry room. This is crazy. I’m getting a little upset. I try a different route, and I end up at the reception desk. It is embarrassing, but I’m brave enough to ask the desk clerk how to get to the pool. “Sorry,” he says, smirking again, eyeing what little I have in the boob department again, “pool’s closed. Renovations.”

Now what am I going to do? I have some books in my backpack. I have my cellphone in my backpack. But my backpack is in the room. I say a naughty word to myself. Maybe I say it out loud, because the clerk raises his eyebrows. “Uh, the workout room is open,” he says.

“How do I get to that?”

He tells me. It is a little complicated, and I’m a little shy about asking him to repeat it or draw me a map. I set off for the workout room.

I don’t find it, but I do find the pool. It’s in a kind of courtyard, and though there is no one there, it doesn’t look like it is closed for renovations. The pool is filled to the brim with clear, beautiful water. Golden light from the sun shines down, making the surface glint and shimmer. It looks so inviting.

First I need to change into my suit. I hadn’t noticed a changing room, though. The door I’d come through came straight out to the pool. I glance around. The entire pool area is surrounded by the bare gray walls of the motel except for one wide window. I figure if I stand to the side, I’ll be out of sight of the window, and I can change without risk of anyone seeing. Quickly I strip off my shorts and top, and I am about to step into my suit when there is a big splash, and this guy and this girl sort of rise up from beneath the water right near my end. I am so surprised I drop my suit.

 
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