It was a hot summer day in September. Earlier in August, we had advertised for a female to come play with us by the pool. She was the only one who seemed real to us, who responded to our e-mails. So. . . we invited her up to spend the day with us.
We sat by the pool nervously awaiting her arrival. She was timely. We could hear her car approaching. As the car rolled to a stop, door opened and we both stood up and looked down to where her car was. She stepped out and looked around. My lover called to her, she turned her head, a radiant smile on her face, she shut her car door and walked towards us.
We each greeted her with a hug and a light kiss on the cheek. She smelled freshly showered. My lover handed her a glass of lemonade as I made small talk about her drive up. We would all giggle at the awkward moments of silence. I decided it was time to get in the pool.
I took off my clothes and as gracefully as possible jumped into the pool. As I came up she and my lover looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and undressed as well.
My lover wore a huge grin on his face.
I knew that he was pleased with her. Her breasts round, soft and perky. Her nipples jutted out as if it was a cold day. Her skin tanned with a slight shimmer of sweat from the drive. As she had promised, she was waxed bare.
She smiled at him as well. His slightly tanned skinned shone through downy hair on his chest. As I looked up at him, he was just as attractive to me as he was the first time I laid eyes on him, maybe even more so now that I could see her attraction to him.
I called out to them, "Come swim."
They jumped in.
I could see her crossing the pool towards me. Her body moved swiftly through the water. As she came up, she faced me, wrapping her arms around me; her wet lips softly touched mine. My lips parted as my tongue reached for hers. Her warm breath on my lips, I could taste the pool water and the salt from her skin. I pulled her closer, feeling her breasts against mine. My tongue wanted more of her.
He came up behind her and reached around to hold her breasts with his masculine hands. As I watched him touch her breast and pinch her nipples, I grew warm between my legs. She leaned back against his chest as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. I could see her nipples above the surface of the water. I began to suck on one and then the other. He squeezed her breasts and guided her breasts into my mouth.
She whispered, "Bite them, please, bite them."
I nibbled on them, the harder I squeezed her nipples between my lips and teeth, she groaned louder.
Still leaning against my lover's chest, he guided her to the side of the pool. Grabbing her waist her turned her around and placed her on the edge of the pool. Drawing her legs in, knees bent, she laid on her back