“Let’s go swimming…” he murmured into my ear, traveling the length of my neck with his fingers and lips, torturing me with an undeniable, exquisitely slow sensuality. I groaned, my body seeming to melt upon itself as I imagined the feel of him stroking the fire within me combined with the cool water on my blazing skin. “Oh, god, yes….” I groaned, saying yes to a multitude of things, desire causing my voice to flow from my lips with a new rawness.
He was all blondness and brazenness that night, and Time appeared to draw still and it seemed as though we were instantly there, standing next to the unlit pool under a moonlit sky. I shivered and his arm wrapped around my shoulders as he smiled at me, not asking if I were cold, a knowing smile resting softly on his lips. “Come on.” He urged, pulling me into the water beside him and circling my waist with his hands.
I gasped, feeling the water flow around my naked breasts as the shirt he had let me wear billowed out. My waist length, jet-black hair, free of its tidy braid, spread fan-like around me and I saw his eyes stop to admire it for the first time. His hands against my lower back shot electric impulses up and down my spine and I strained against him, feeling the rigidness of his engorged cock against my thigh. I shivered, the wetness between my legs having little to do with the water from the pool. As he began to draw me into a slow dance, my eyes closed and my head began to spin—Suddenly, I didn’t know if it were my head that was spinning or our movements—but I sank closer into his arms, shivering with mounting need as I pressed myself into him, wanting him more than I have ever wanted anyone.
“Please…” I found myself moaning, as his lips traveled the length on my neck. Goosebumps rose on my arms and my nipples grew harder still. He laughed softly against my cheek, as if we shared a secret no one else knew. A small shuffling sound drew my eyes towards a nearby window, and then another. Suddenly alert and amused, I took in the dim lights around us and saw blinds parting discreetly as at least a dozen eyes watched us with rapt fascination.
“Do you,” I began, laughing into his shoulder, “know what they are thinking?”
His grin was fast and erotic. “Yes…they want to see us fuck.”
We laughed together, and it seemed as though all of those lights grew dark. We could still feel the stares, but it only seemed to heighten our desire and the eroticism of the moment. “In that case,” I murmured, “why disappoint them?”
Our lips met and as my lips parted, I felt a jolt of fire spread through my body as our tongues began to dance. My eyes closed and I felt myself surrender as his hands slipped beneath my shirt and he began to caress my breasts, rolling his fingers over my rock-hard nipples. My hands tore at his shorts and my fingers closed around the hardest, biggest cock I had ever felt!
My eyes flew open and he was smiling at me, his cock growing even harder as I stroked him from length to base, easily reaching nine inches, and as thick as my wrist! My breath came out in gasps as I imagined him trying to fit that monster into my tiny pussy, wet as it was!
We were at the shallow end, in perhaps only 4 ft of water. The water came up to my chest anyway, my 4’11 frame delicate against his 5’8 one, and easily he lifted me up onto a shelf in one smooth motion. My legs parted of their own accord, and suddenly I felt his lips on my inner thigh. I felt myself grew weak as he gently eased my legs apart even further, and then he was there, burying his face in my smooth, bare little pussy.
