0 comments/ 42767 views/ 4 favorites A Hot Summer's Night By: Starlight13 (as told by ©Starlight 2001™). It was a summer's day and I had accepted an invitation from my Uncle Suri to visit his beach house on Long Island. It took me three hours by car to get there and when I arrived, he introduced me to Ingrid, his Swedish wife. I had not met her before. She was taller than I, around 5'8", with blonde hair and a very attractive face. Slim and commanding, quite the Nordic goddess. My uncle Suri had a beard and moustache, and with his high cheekbones looked very stern, and rather fierce. I had met him a few times growing up, and he had always held a degree of fascination for me. I had heard rumours, family whispers about him, and his stunning wife, and looked forward to learning more - a lot more. I was looking for something, and sensed that this was the place to find what I was seeking. There was a palpable tension in the air from the very beginning. They could both see the knowledge in my eyes, and I was certain that the stories I heard about them had been true. Blatant sexuality seemed to ooze from Ingrid, and her appraisal of me was frank and very, very plain. They could sense the hunger in me, read it in my eyes, in my body. Uncle Suri asked me to go to room and freshen up - and then bluntly asked me to wear shorts, as he wanted me to go with him for a walk to the lighthouse. I went to the room that they had assigned me, and put on my blouse, without bra and then shorts – and deliberately left my panties off. I didn't know exactly what was going to happen, or what I expected to happen - but I did know that this was something that I desperately wanted to experience. I came down shortly and Ingrid excused herself, saying that she had to go and run an errand. I went with Suri. We walked and talked, and he told me how he met Ingrid. Then he told me about his initial sexual encounter with, her on their first proper date. I had begged him to tell me the details. And he seemed more than pleased to do so. We continued to walk as he told me how she had tied him to a chair and then made him lick and suck her pussy for almost two hours. I could feel my knees tremble and my own sex moisten at the thought of being in a position to make him do that… to me. Then she had tied his cock with a thin rope, running it up under his ass and up his back. She had made him hard and straight and then had masturbated in front of him, arousing him unbearably. His eventual climax had been extremely intense, and bondage, and sadomasochism had been an integral part of their love making ever since. I was intensely aroused from listening to him tell the story, and when his hands took hold of me, we both knew how desperately I wanted him to introduce me to this unknown, forbidding practise. Relating the story had aroused him also. I was very aware that he had an erection tenting the front of his slacks. It was plain to him that I was equally aroused and willing to go along with whatever he, and Ingrid, wanted of me. Nervously I reached out and touched him through the material, and felt him jerk under my fingers. He smiled knowingly at me, then said in a stern voice, that maybe we should start with something simple. He then told me to kneel down, take his penis out and suck him off. I did exactly that. He had a large dark organ that filled my mouth to overflowing. My uncles cock tasted vaguely spicy to me, the large glans butting the back of my mouth repeatedly, pre cum adding to the unique flavour. I struggled not to chock on him, letting him thrust roughly into me. He came quite quickly, and I had difficulty swallowing his semen, much of leaking out and dripping off my chin. I sucked him clean, before he helped me to my feet. My knees trembled terribly, as silently, he tucked himself away, and the calmly suggested that we should head back towards the house. We walked silently for a while, before he asked me how I felt. I told him that I felt very excited and glad that I could be with him and Ingrid. He then asked me if I liked to be spanked, and without a moments hesitation and I told him 'Yes'. Suri warned me that I needed to give myself totally to him and Ingrid. Total trust, he insisted. I agreed eagerly. We turned back towards the house, back towards whatever it was that awaited me. We came close to the house, the sun was setting as we climbed the stairs to the outside deck. Then my uncle Suri took a firm hold of me, pulling my hands behind my back. He had a length of nylon rope in his pocket, and swiftly bound my wrists behind me. I offered no resistance, and he told me to stand quietly on the deck. I obeyed, as he went inside. I waited for what must have been 30 minuets as the sun went down. It got dark, the lights did not come on in the house. I was alone on the dark deck, nervously waiting. Then suddenly I saw a candle lit in the big room that opened onto the deck. I could see the figure of Ingrid inside, and could feel the butterflies in my stomach as she stepped out onto the deck with me. She wore a thin, silk gown, thin enough for me to clearly see the hard points of her nipples through it. I was stunned by her beauty, the broad, promise laden smile and her slim, muscular figure. She came right up to me, and I could smell the delicate aroma of her perfume. She leaned close, and brushed my lips with hers, and then, still with that inscrutable smile, she began to unbutton my blouse. Once unbuttoned, she slipped her hands inside, covering my breasts. Her fingers moved over my aching nipples, teasingly, before and she pulled back, and then went around behind me. Those gentle, teasing hands turned harder, and pulled the blouse down off my shoulders, exposing my breasts completely. Dark coffee, 34B, smallish with pointed, dark brown and very erect nipples. She came back around in front of me and began to play with my breasts once more, eventually taking a firm grip on both nipples with her forefinger and thumbs. She began to pull on them. The cool moonlight allowed me to see her wicked, teasing smile. Then there was a presence behind me, and strong, masculine hands on my shoulders, holding me firmly. Ingrid's smile broadened, and she began to pull harder on my nipples. Pulling me forward, while uncle Suri held me firmly in place, the pull on my nipples became unbearable... It was a sensation I like nothing I had ever experienced. I moaned and writhed as the pain engulfed me - but it was a pain my body and senses seemed to crave. My body rocked, my eyes were moist as her fingers began to massage and caress and twist and pull. Still he held me back, and I began to experience something different... a total abdication of control -I was totally in their hands, my body responding to her lightest touch, the pain and pleasure flaring and waning at her slightest command. His firm grip on me held me still for Ingrid's ministrations and I was whimpering in my helplessness, in the darkness all around, as my body soared and ached and throbbed. There were quiet whispers in my ears, that further inflamed my abused nerve endings. "You little slut… little Smeta darling... you hot bitch... you will have us both tonight... we are going to make you scream… you will do all we ask." Then more forcefully, "Will you do all we ask?" "Answer me" he insisted, until I managed a timid and breathless 'Yes'. I was no longer in control of anything, my body or my mind. I had never, ever felt such burning pleasure in my nipples - pleasure and pain coupled together in such an unbearable, mind expanding way. Ingrid continued to pull and twists and Suri moved away. As she pulled me forward, I unconsciously moved backed, standing firm even without Suri's firm hold and allowed my nipples and breasts to be stretched. I had learned my first lesson quickly. Then I was aware that a light had been turned on in the room opening onto the deck, a dim light, but enough to reveal my surroundings, their expressions. Ingrid now told me to follow her, and I did so obediently, into in the room. Suri stood behind me once again, and I shivered as I felt a thin cool blade along my thighs. He quickly cut my shorts along my thighs, splitting them on either side. They fell to the floor, and he then commanded, 'Spread your legs' he said, I obediently complied. Then he held my neck with strong arms and told Ingrid to let my nipples go. They had never looked so long, so hard, reddened from the twisting and pulling and so amazingly sensitive. He pressed me forward and told me to bend forward at the waist. He released his hold on me, and I bent right over, until my hands touched the floor. I saw Ingrid take a bandana and she quickly, professionally tied my wrist to my ankle. A second bandana secured the other. My legs wide, my head down between my legs and my hands tied at the wrists, to my ankles. Oh, what a feeling! I had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed. My bare ass and pussy tingled in anticipation, my insides knotted up. I was soaking wet, ever since the walk, that talk and the taste of his semen, then to exquisitely agonising nipple pulling... I was afraid, and over exited at the same time. Then, without any warning, a blinding smack and burning pain. I yelled in shock, then again as Ingrid spanked my bare ass. I cried out with each resounding slap, each harder than the last, each scream of mine louder than the last. Her smacks came faster, consistently hard and timed perfectly to my screams. "Do you want this?" she asked with each smack, and I could hear myself panting 'Yes' followed by the scream of the next hot blow. I could feel my wetness on my inner thighs, the heat building inside me... each slap... each scream... Then, deliciously, in-between the slaps her fingers massaged my wide-open pussy. Fingers on my swollen lips, reaching under me, seeking my throbbing clitoris. Her slaps became wet with my juices. The hot aroma of my own excitement filled my senses and I shivered when I felt her breasts caress and touch my back as she rubbed against me. Through the tears in my eyes, and looking back between my thighs, I saw my uncles darker form replace that of Ingrid. Hard, masculine hands spread my buttocks wide, and rough thumbs pulled my cunt lips open. I cried out in sheer pleasure as the length of his hard cock pressed deep into my honey filled hole. A dozen or so hard, hilt deep thrusts that threatened to push me over onto my face and then he withdrew abruptly. Time for one deep breath before the stinging slap, right over my exposed asshole and gaping pussy lips. I screamed again as the heavy spanking resumed. I just reached the point where I could take no more, my knees buckled and if she hadn't grabbed my waist, I would have collapsed into a quivering heap. Then she untied me, and made me stand, my knees trembling and my legs felt hardly capable of bearing my weight. The sheer robe had fallen open, and I could see her flat stomach, and smooth swell of her pubic mound, as bare as a baby's. She caught my look and then touched herself, a finger tip probing between the smooth lips of her cunt. "You're a naught girl", she whispered. "You making you aunty Ingrid all wet." To prove the truth of that, I watched mesmerised as she deliberately slid her forefinger deep into herself, then produced the shiny wet finger, and lifted it to my tear stained face. I shuddered as I inhaled her scent, then licked the proffered finger clean, savouring her taste, her sex – like a hungry child offered a choice titbit. She took hold of my hands, used one bandana to bind them together and raised them over my head and tied them to rings suspended from the ceiling. She told me to spread myself wide, as wide as I could, which I did. Suri was not there, although I tried to look around for him, could not see him. Ingrid stood in front of me and slipped out of her gown. She was stunning, a beautiful tall blonde princess. She went over to a desk and removed something small from a drawer. Then once more she placed her hands on my breasts, then quickly placed a gold clamp on my left breast, on the nipple, and then another on the right. I felt a trickle of pain but not much. She then she placed a gold chain around my neck and then attached that with two strings to each of my tingling nipples. She went around behind me and pulled... Oh God! My nipples stretched once more, pulled up in exquisite agony! Now there was real pain as she tightened the clamps further, making me moan and whimper. She kissed me and smiled.... and I belonged to her, totally. With clamps tight, sending electric ripples through my body, she then produced a large feather and began running over my body, down over my taut breasts and down through my sparse pubic hair, teasing my cunt, flicking it over my oozing lips and throbbing clit… It felt sooo goood. I writhed and shook, my entire body quivering from the teasing pleasure and the burning pain.... I wanted to be that way all night. My cunt oozed juices, clenching, spasming... She broke off finally, leaving me a quivering wreck as Suri came to me, naked and menacing. His dark, fat cock looked unbearably swollen, grotesquely huge, and my eyes widened, as through the mists of pain and pleasure it looked at him, at his cock. He wore an ivory ring around the base of the shaft, and a second half way along. He saw me looking and then asked with a steely tone, "You want this?" I moaned "Oh, yes..." "Oh no" he whispered back, "not just yet.." He caught his wife around the waist, and slid his hand between her thighs, the dark skin vivid against her pale colouring. He slid his fingers into, making her moan and roll her eyes. Once more I tasted her, licking her off my uncles fingers. Then he pressed her down, to her knees, and he fucked her mouth, slow and deep. Watching his blood engorged length sliding back and forth, gripped by the hot red lips… her saliva giving the dark, swollen shaft an ebony gleam. She took him deep, deeper than I could have ever contemplated, until her pale, pert nose was burrowing into the dark mat of his pubic hair, her throat pulsating with his entire length insider her. A technique I was determined to master. He fucked her mouth for some time, then had her turn her back to him, kneeling on all fours, he bared the pale, ivory buttocks and spread her wide with his hands and made quite sure that I had an unobstructed view. The long hard length of him slid deep between the slick lips of her pussy and I watched, aching, as he fucked her. Ingrid writhed and moaned, thrusting back, trying to drive him ever deeper into her. It seemed to last for hours, my body aching, burning for release as I watched them rut…. They varied things, Ingrid would suck on his engorged penis for a while, then he would fuck her some more. She lay on her back for a while, as I watched his hard brown buttocks rise and fall between her white thighs. She writhed under him, her pale limbs wrapping around his thick waist, heels beating on the small of his back while the mindless noises of her orgasm burst from her throat. When they finally lowered me from the ring, uncle Suri's hard cock still bobbed around stiffly. I collapsed to my knees, incapable of supporting my own weight.. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back, and he told me to stick my tongue out. I did so, mesmerised by the sight of his erection, wrapped in one meaty fist being slowly masturbated millimetres from the tip of my nose. When he carefully rubbed the underside, just behind the flare of his glans against my protruding tongue, his intention was plain. It only took a moment, before I heard him groan, felt his cock jerk against my tongue and he came all over my face in several copious creamy splatters. His cock stayed hard, slimy with Ingrid's cum, and he jammed it down my throat a few times before I was yanked roughly to my feet by Ingrid. I was led, trembling and quivering to straight backed chair with a padded seat. Ingrid had me go behind it, then lean forward over it until my head rested comfortably on the seat. My wrists were untied and my hands stretched down along each of the front legs of the chair. Two bandana's were used to tie my wrist to the chair legs. The back of the chair was low enough that it did not cut into my stomach too much, and I had a wonderful, close up view of my open, dripping cunt. I moaned loudly as Ingrid slid a finger deep into my cunt, then yelled as she spanked me hard, right over my exposed asshole and cunt. Looking between my thighs I watched her kneel behind me, spread my buttocks wide and groaned again as she licked me, drinking me, thrusting the hot sliver of her tongue into my vagina. I squirmed as her tongue rasped over my anus, probing that forbidden opening. I could feel my sphincter clench tight as she slipped her long finger into my ass – and I could hear my voice, distant, hoarse, grunting hungrily – I wanted it so badly. I cried out in frustration and loss when she withdrew, and sobbed as she moved away. Then the dark bulk of my uncle filled the space between my thighs, and the long dark length of cock stabbed into my liquid filled cunt, the blunt head, deep, hammering against my cervix. Even as he fucked me with those deep fast strokes, I felt the hot explosions of hard slaps on my glowing behind. Then I heard Ingrid's voice. "Fuck her ass. Take her raw". I screamed as I felt the thick length pull out of me, and then the blunt wedge of him was pressing against the tight opening. He pressed through the feeble resistance, and opened me inexorably. My asshole became a blinding ring of fire as he forced his way into me. I was tight, too tight and he ripped me raw. I bled as his cock went through my ring, filling me with his hard and throbbing length, expanding and stretching me. I was totally at their mercy - and he showed me none. He held me firmly by the hips, as the hard thrusts and my jerking throes threatened to topple the chairs. I screamed and screamed, loving every sordid second of it. Fin A Hot Summer's Night ... She can't help thinking to herself what it is the girl wants with her. She looks into her gaze from across the table, wondering too, what the girl might be thinking. "Are intentions clear, is it just a night of uninhibited sex? Will they say good bye tomorrow and go their separate ways?" She wonders if that is all there'll ever be for them, after both having felt how love can bite, taking a big junk of heart away from them. Is this really all they want, surely, there's got to be more. She decides it doesn't matter, that one night is something she can live with again in her life, and still like herself in the morning. She can feel the lovely girls desire, as she sits staring at her, looking into her eyes, reading her like a good novel, searching for truth, and secrets not yet revealed by chit chat over the net. They stay for a couple more drinks and light conversation before the girl suggests they go get a room. Her heart beat quickens with the excitement, and the drinks have relaxed her too, so she's more then eager to agree, as they make their way to the exit. It's a clear night outside and the sky's lit up with a million stars. The evening's air feels fresh as it brushes past her face, adding to the lovely sensations already stirring inside of her. She reaches out and takes hold of the girls firm and muscular arm to stop her from walking, and asks the girl to kiss her. The girl smiles at her, more then happy to fulfill her request. She reaches out and pulls her close. The girls body feels warm, and her embrace feels safe, and she feels the tension disappear as her body surrenders to the desire she has to reveal the depth of her passion. She quits fighting the need to hide her longings, for at this point, she's feeling fine and consequence is far removed from her thoughts. She wants tonight and the safety she feels when the girl is close to her. She wants to give her body over to feed the girls desire, and by now it's clear to the girl as well. She wants to taste of her fire. She wants the girl to ravish her like French silk pie, devouring her, exposing the inner delicacies of her passion. The girls desire is now apparent as hands linger over the curves of her body. They collect their things from their vehicles and head through the lobby doors and make their way to the room. Once inside, the girl locks the door as she begins to rummage through her bag, pulling out several candles. She sets them out, lighting them, wondering who's going to make the first move. The girl comes up behind her, as if reading her thoughts and answers that question as she reaches around her, spooning her, and begins to kiss her neck and ear. Her body melts at the touch of her lips and she responds by turning around. Shyly she smiles and kisses the girl, licking her lips ever so lightly with the tip of her tongue, She then kisses her again, sucking on her lips, first one then the other, caressing the girls tongue with her desire, as passion starts her dance. She opens her eyes to find the girls are already opened, waiting for her gaze, as she feels them both surrendering to the night and what it holds. She's forgotten about tomorrow, and regardless of what it brings, and only knows that this moment feels good, and right, and is enough, more then enough. She feels the girls hands slip under her blouse, as her fingers make their way across her skin. She takes a deep breath and moans a little with the pleasure as the girl starts to unbutton her blouse, her fingers without much struggle are finding their way from the bottom, teasing her with every button the girl undoes, pulling away long enough to let the blouse slip to the floor. She then begins to leave a trail of kisses across her skin. She feels the wetness between her thighs start to gather, and the throb of her clit seems to be beating to the same rhythm of her quickening heartbeat. She feels hands slip between her thighs, brushing over her swollen clit, sending shivers up her spine. She can't help moan with pleasure as she now knows there will be no turning back. She wants this night with the girl. She wants this stranger to take her, and have her way with her, and she wants to pleasure the girl until mornings light. She feels her slacks fall around her ankles and she lifts her feet one at a time slipping out of them. Quickly and gently, the girl lays her back on the bed, kissing her, running her hands along the length of her, sliding warm fingers over her skin, sending chills through her. Her body responds, as her fingers start to feel for the softness of skin, she slides her hand under the girls top, cupping her breast, rubbing her finger tips over erect nipples. She listens to the girl breath, and watches her eyes, looking in, wanting to see what they will reveal of who she really is, and what she is truly seeking. Them thoughts are quickly taken over as the girl stops and pulls her top off over her head. The girl undoes her jeans, and she helps pull them off, revealing more skin, soft and silken. She can't help but to touch the girl all over, wanting more. They slide out of the remainder of their clothes, teasingly, slowly exploring each others bodies.. kissing and licking soft skin, sucking on necks, and ears and nipples, lingering over erotic zones. She feels the girls fingers slide between her legs as the girl begins to massage her clit, Already hard and throbbing for attention, the girl's lips are around one of her nipples, teasing her erection, biting gently, sucking it into her mouth, stroking it with her tongue. She moans and gasps a little as she feels the girls fingers slide into her well of love juices. She's wet with desire and the girl pulls her fingers out to rub her clit some more. She softly whispers, begging the girl to lick her, wanting to feel her tongue licking her. She spreads her legs wide and the girl's lips begin to dance there way down her belly. The moans of pleasure are growing louder, revealing her need for more of this girl, this familiar stranger, and more of her touch. The girl runs her tongue over her navel, letting her tongue probe it, then circle it, drawing beautifully such passion with the wetness of her desire. The girls fingers inside her again, she begins to fuck her, in and out, slowly, gently, as her body reaches for more, hips reaching upward with every rhythmic thrust of her fingers. She moans louder now, asking again for the sweet girls caress with her tongue, begging the girl to lick her aching clit. She feels herself getting close, and the girl slows the pace of her fingers rhythmic dance to tease her, making her wait. She begins to glide across her bikini line with her tongue, getting closer and closer to her love garden. With tongue running over her lips, in between her thighs, continuously inching closer to the center of her pleasure, the girl begins to fuck her harder now. She finds her clit with her tongue, sucking it into her mouth, the girl continues to lick her clit, as she thrusts her fingers inside faster and faster, pounding harder and harder as she screams, "oh baby, don't stop" Her legs wrap around the girls head, she pulls herself up off the bed screaming with ecstasy, reaching for the girls tongue, wanting more and more... She finally stops her screams and pulls the girl close, smiling at her, kissing her, and asks her lover if she is ready for round two. A Hot Summer's Night It was a hot and sticky evening; they walked out onto the deck and sipped their wine as they watched the sun set, their hands gently resting on each others. They talked about their day as they took in the beauty of the sunset, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company. She leaned over and kissed her husband gently on the cheek then brushed her lips across to his mouth. They kissed softly for a moment as his hand left hers and ran up her leg. Her leg felt sticky from the heat and their faces were hot and red; they embraced as the kiss lingered. She stood up and held his hands; "How about a swim to cool down?" she said. He smiled at her, "Sure why not, I'll go inside and get changed." Her hands moved to his chest as he stood up; "There is no one around why don't we go in naked?" she said as she started to pull off her top and undo her bra. He stood and watched as his wife's breasts fell loose from the confines of her bra, he loved her tits; they were so full and round with big nipples capping them. She turned around so that she was facing away from him and pulled her skirt down over her hips. Her ass was pointing at him as she bent over to remove her skirt. He reached out and touched her; he could not help it. She spun around and swiftly tossed her clothes on the bench and gave him a wonderful big smile. He pulled off his shirt as she walked to the edge of the pool and dove in. He tugged at his shorts frantically trying to get them off so he could follow his wife. The cool water washed over her body as she entered the water; she instantly felt better than she had all day. The cool water was a relief from the heat and her nipples hardened as she swam around and enjoyed the coolness on her skin. She looked over at her husband now completely naked walking to the edge of the pool; she admired his strong chest and arms and noticed his cock hardening. He looked so handsome as he dove into the pool and swam straight over to her. His head popped up next to her body and they began to kiss passionately, her arms wrapped around his neck as there wet bodies moulded together in the cooling water. There tongues entwined as his hands worked down to her ass, grabbing her full ass cheeks and squeezing them gently. She moaned in his ear from his touch as she started to kiss his neck; her legs lifted and wrapped them selves around his waist his hard cock pressing up between them. They kissed for the longest time their hands running over each other and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist trapping his cock between them. She pulled away and let her legs drop down and swam teasingly down to the shallow end; he swam after her and grabbed her playfully. "Sit on the steps" she whispered at him. He did as he was asked and sat on the steps his body now half under the water the other half out in the sticky night air. She stood in front of him and kissed him while gently rubbing his cock; he leaned back a little to allow her to rub all she wanted. She stopped, then dropped her head under the water and took his cock in between her lips and began to suck. He moaned loudly from the sensation of her mouth and the cool water both swirling on his throbbing cock. She raised her head for a breath and then dropped it down again taking his cock further into her mouth this time. One hand grabbed the base of his shaft as her lips worked up and down fast. Her tongue swirled as she bobbed her head up and down. She needed more air so she lifted her head and gave her husband a big smile, then she dropped down on to his hard cock and once again began to suck. She was getting faster and faster and her hands were also playing with his balls. The sensation was getting to be too much and he knew he was about to cum; bubbles released from her nose and they tickled his cock and balls as they surfaced. This sensation felt wonderful; without thinking he put his hands on her head and began to work his cock in and out of her hot mouth. She felt his hands pushing her down and she smiled to herself knowing that he was close to cumming as she sucked his cock with more speed and determination. Her hand gently tickled his balls. She needed a breath but could not raise her head because of his hands. She sucked harder and faster wanting him to cum so she could breathe; his hands pumped her head up and down as more and more bubbles left her nose and tickled him. She was desperate for him to cum now so he would release her head; she sucked harder and faster while her other hand manipulated his balls. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth then a blast of hot cum entered her mouth she started to swallow; it was harder to do when you desperately want to breathe. She gulped down his cum as fast as she could as he slowly stopped pumping her head; he let go of her and she quickly lifted her head and took a deep breath. "OH, BABY, I'm so sorry," he yelled as he watched his wife gasping for a breath. "I didn't realise what I was doing. It was so good I could only think about cumming. I didn't think about you needing to breathe," his words were panicked. She took a couple of deep breaths and laughed. "That is ok, baby, if I really was in trouble I would've pinched you or something. Don't worry about it, honey, I'm fine." He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a big kiss and held her tight still thinking about the horrible thing he had just done. It felt so good but he could've hurt his wife; but for some reason she didn't seem to mind. He started to relax and held his wife close. He asked her to float in the water so he could return the favour. She lay back and let her body float up, her arms out wide and she felt so peaceful. He moved between her legs and squatted down so his mouth was level with her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and tasted his wife; it was an odd mixture of chlorine and her juices. He lapped his tongue at her to get used to the taste, swirling it up and down her slit. She lay there peacefully enjoying the sensation of floating and her husband's tongue. He slid a finger into her wet pussy and was surprised at how slick she was; maybe she did enjoy giving that underwater head job more than he thought. His tongue found her clit and slowly began to flick it; water was splashing up and hitting his face as he worked on her wet pussy. He liked having the water on his face while he pleasured his wife; it was cooling and erotic. He slid his finger out of her slick pussy and then moved his hands lower to her tight rosebud, as he sucked and licked on her tiny clit. She was trying to buck her hips as he fingered her. She felt him press his thumb gently into her tight ass and she gasped loudly as the sensations ran up and down her body. He licked and sucked with fury now as his cock started to grow hard again; he liked licking his wife in the cool water. His thumb pumped in and out of her tight ass as he could hear her moans and groans getting louder. He concentrated on her clit with his mouth sucking and blowing, as his wife's body started to shudder and shake and he heard her cry, "Oh my God! I'm cumming!" He didn't stop his efforts he just slowed them a little so his wife could recover. She pulled away from him quickly and stood up and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. "Oh, baby, that was so good," she whispered; he smiled at her as she found his cock hard and ready again. They kissed as she touched his hard cock under the water and he fondled her tits pinching those big nipples. They moved over to the step and he sat down, she sat on his lap and they kissed more slowly and passionately. She said, "I have an idea," as she pulled him up so he was standing. She dragged him closer to the middle of the pool so that the water was just covering his cock when he was standing. She turned around and bent over and told him, "Fuck me from behind!" He grabbed her hips and said maybe we should go to the edge so you can hold onto something. "No," she moaned, "here is perfect." She bent her body over so that her head was in the water and her ass was pointing up at her husband; he grabbed his hard cock and began sliding it deeply into her wet pussy. She arched her back and her head came out of the water she gasped as he slid his hard cock deep into her. "That's it, baby," she yelled as she dropped her head down into the water again. He looked at her a little confused but began to pump his hard cock in and out of her pussy holding on to her hips with his hands. The sensation of her head in the water and having to hold her breath was wonderful and when she had to breathe she arched her back and took a deep breath which also felt fabulous. The sensation of the cool water washing over her body as she held her breath for as long as she could was making her body tingle all over. His hard cock slammed in and out of her made her pussy wetter and wetter; she began to pinch on her nipples as she arched for another breath, then put her face back into the water. He watched his wife with interest as she had her face in the water then would arch up and moan and scream the drop it back into the water again. Seeing his wife playing this little game with herself was making him want her more, it was so hot to watch her do this over and over. He pumped harder and harder thrusting deep into her each time; he could hear her moaning and screaming under the water and she was beginning to twist and turn her hips a little and squirm around. He knew he was getting close to cumming and thought she was too. When she arched her back again he yelled at her that he was close to cumming; she screamed back, "Good, so am I," and then drove her head back under the water. He slammed into her as hard as he could; he could see bubbles rising up from his wife's face as she held her head under for ages. All of a sudden, he saw his wife struggle and twist under the water and her pussy clenched tight around his cock; he immediately began to fill her pussy with cum as she still had her head under the water. She was cumming under the water without being able to breathe; he pumped slowly in and out as he finished emptying his load. His wife's back arched and her head lifted out of the water, she took a deep breath as she was screaming, "Ohhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssssss!" Her breathing was ragged and short as she kept her back arched and breathed in as much air as she could. He pulled his cock out of her and held her to him; she was still breathing heavily as she leaned against him for support. He kissed her gently and said, "I love you, baby, that was so hot!" She kissed him back. "That was so wonderful being under the water; it made for an amazingly intense orgasm," she gasped. He smiled at her and said, "Well it made it better for me too watching you play that game; maybe we should spend some more time in the pool this summer." They moved back to the steps and sat down as they kissed gently holding hands, thinking about how they were so glad they had gotten a pool last summer. A Hot Summer's Night I want you on this hot summer's night... * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (24.5 min/mp3) * * * * *