The Teasing is Too Much for Her

In one, quick motion, Ally's hand reached out and pulled the rest of Isabella's bikini from her skin, snapping the strings until the swimsuit floated in the pool between them. Instead of covering herself, Isabella put her hands on her hips like an annoyed mother, her large breasts exposed to the open, steamy air of the pool. Her nipples perked against the wider, pink areola and Ally knew Isabella was just as horny as she was.

"I payed good money for that," Isabella complained, though her voice was more teasing than frustrated.

"I'll make it up to you," Ally said, swimming close to the taller Latina. Ally pressed her lips up against Isabella's nipple, planting kiss after kiss around the sensitive areas of her breast, while her hands shimmied beneath the water, sticking a finger between Isabella's waistband and her thigh, lowering the bottom of her two-piece down and down until it, too, had slid completely off.

"Mmm," Isabella moaned over Ally's head, stroking her wet hair in a way that made Ally lean closer into the woman's chest, tongue circling her nipple, tasting the woman's salty skin. "I've never been with a white girl, before," she said with a little giggle. "Mami always said you were vampires -- pale, scary things that all talked like you were pretend lords."

"Maybe I am a vampire," Ally suggested, letting her teeth glide over the Latina's nipple in a way that made her gasp. "Maybe I'm going to suck your blood."

"You're gonna suck something," Isabella assured her, pushing Ally's face harder against her nipple as she pushed her own hips against Ally's. Ally's cock brushed against Isabella's pussy beneath the water, and for the briefest moment, her tip felt the warmth of the woman's lips enveloping her -- she let out a moan against Isabella's chest while the woman laughed at Ally's excitement. "What are you waiting for, gringa?" She asked. "Don't you want to make me your little, Latina whore?"

"Make you one?" Ally asked. "You're already begging for my big, white cock, Isabella. You're already a little Latina whore."

"You got me there," she admitted, raising Ally's lips to her own until they were locked in a deep kiss. Ally felt Isabella's arms wrap around her back, pulling her closer, until their tits bounced together, splashing the water as their kiss deepens, tongues intertwining, until finally, finally, Ally thrusted herself upwards, into the Latina's ****, begging cunt. "Ay dios mio!" Isabella cried out, her yelp quickly turning again to laughter. "Oh my fucking god, white girl!"

Ally could barely control herself, thrusting again and again into the big-titted bimbo, the Latina whore holding her close. She liked how Isabella laughed as they fucked, like she couldn't contain the pleasure and had to let it out in cackle after cackle, while Ally pumped into her, the sound of the splashing water filling their ears with the wet, smacking sound of their kisses blending in. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Isabella cried, while Ally's tongue licked down her neck, tasting the salty wet of her skin as the warmth of her cunt melted around Ally's cock.

"You better not slow down!" Isabella ordered, as Ally's cock rose higher and higher inside the woman with each thrust; Isabella's legs wrapped around Ally's waist while her arms locked behind Ally's back -- the girl was straddling her, Ally practically held Isabella in place as she continued fucking the woman senseless. She watched as Isabella's tongue fell from her mouth, dragging across every inch of Ally's skin, until all Ally could smell was Isabella's breath and spit; the woman's tits bounced up across Ally's own, near her face, Isabella's nipples rubbing wherever they could against Ally's skin, sensitive and warm, making Ally wish she had a second mouth that she could suck them with. "Oh, God! I'm cumming, Ally! I'm gonna..."

Ally felt Isabella's hot, wet cunt tighten around her cock -- and then Ally couldn't help herself. They orgasmed together, in the middle of the Sunset Pool, Ally's seed spurting up into Isabella's womb and then leaking out of her drenched pussy into the water of the pool while the girls laughed and kissed and kissed again.

"Not bad, for a white girl," Isabella giggled against her ear.

"Or a Latina whore," Ally teased back, pressing her lips against the taller woman again.

"I really needed that" Isabella admitted, relaxing back into the pool with a backstroke. "The journey here was miserable, you know. Rain and mist and fog and the traffic was horrendous, especially for the middle of nowhere. You'd think the Syndicate could splurge for a driver or two, but, nope, I was on my own."

"You didn't come with other members of the Syndicate?" Ally asked.

"No," Isabella answered casually. "We aren't really close like that. I'm friendly with a few of them, but... we really are all in competition with one another. If one of us gets the house, it's theirs, you know? Not 'ours.'"

"That sucks," Ally observed.

"No shit," Isabella said. "It's why I didn't mind pairing with you. If I don't win the house, it makes no difference to me who gets it."

"Well," Ally said. "If I do win the house, you're always welcome." Ally swam after the Latina, placing kiss after kiss across her body. "I could see a place for you here."

"If you start saying racist shit about me being your maid..." Isabella warned with a teasing laugh.

"Only if you're into it," Ally responded, with a smile.

"Don't push your luck," Isabella said. She placed a wet kiss across Ally's mouth. "You're cute, but you're not that cute. Save the race-talk for the bedroom."

"Deal," Ally said. "Now... how are we going to solve the riddle?"

"Oh, right," Isabella said. "I'd nearly forgotten. Well. We're here -- you said West of the Manor at Dusk meant sunset, so we're at the Sunset Pool... and the pool is calm and blue. But that was only one part of it."

"Right. The other 'eye' is angry and violent as the sea. What do you think that means?" Ally asked.

"No idea," Isabella admitted.

"Hold on!" Ally said, an idea coming to her. "What if the 'eye' that the riddle is talking about is like the eye of a storm? Maybe it means we have to stand in the exact middle of the pool."

"Okay... I follow..." Isabella said, swimming to the pool's center, alongside Ally. "But then... What is 'angry' or 'violent' about it?"

"Maybe that's why there had to be two of us," Ally said. "What if we... need to fight, or something? In the calm and blue pool, we bring the anger and **** to the eye, the center of it!"

"Is this some sort of thinly disguised fetish?" Isabella asked. "You can just ask me to hit you, you know... I'd do it, if that's what you needed."

"I don't know if it's my fetish," Ally said. "But maybe it was my Grandpa's."

"A whole family of kinky white weirdos," Isabella said with a grin. She reached a hand into Ally's hair; Ally leaned into the warmth. "You sure about this, gringa?"

"It's as good a guess as any," Ally said with a shrug. Isabella's hand stopped petting her, instead grabbing her firmly by the hair in a way that made Ally help, before she pulled Ally down, swiftly, into the water. Ally barely had time to catch her breath before the taller woman tackled down on her, shoving her beneath the water. Ally, in panic, swung her hands back out, landing a smack across Isabella's face, and a punch in her gut that made her suck in all the air she could while Ally rose back out of the water.

Embarrassingly, Ally realized, her dick was incredibly hard again. Maybe it is just a disguised fetish... Ally thought, pulling Isabella back by her hair, sliding her own dick between the Latina's plump ass cheeks, and grinding while she smacked the girl's ass with her free hand.

"Oh my god!" Isabella shouted out again, ass grinding against Ally's length. "You little bitch." Ally yanked Isabella's hair back again, causing the girl to gasp as the **** caused her sensitive, pert asshole to press against Ally's tip -- half an inch away from full penetration. "Wait!" Isabella shouted. "Look!"

Beneath them, Ally saw a glow from underneath the water. A bright, white glow, shining up and over them. Ally squinted and could make out that the glow formed the symbol of an eye, the eye of Horus, against the bottom of the pool.

In seconds, the light faded, and a small, black envelope floated to the surface of the water in its place.

"Looks like you were right," Isabella said, reaching for the envelope, forgetting that they were in the middle of a fuck-fight. "Let's see what it says!"

She flipped open the envelope and read:

Congratulations on solving the first puzzle! Though there are multiple solutions and may, in fact, be multiple winners.

"Well, now I feel less special," Isabella confessed.

Your second clue is hidden upon the library's bookshelf; but you must assemble the clue yourself by locating the books I've selected: Pitcher, Mousetrap, Inside, Five. I trust you'll be able to figure it out.

"Any ideas at all?" Isabella asked.

"Maybe it'll be obvious once we get there," Ally said, pushing herself out of the water. "Damn it," she said. "We forgot towels."