0 comments/ 26173 views/ 1 favorites Pool Tied By: JonTorLang "Ok, Jaime," Susan said. "You can tie on my gag now. And you know how to set everything up when you leave." Jaime nodded, and fastened the gag on Susan's mouth. All she could hear was a "Mrmph" from Susan. Giving her a kiss on the cheek, she left Susan hanging there and passed through the patio door, closing it behind her. She hung the riding crop on the door handle, and taped the note to the glass. Then she pulled the curtains closed in front of the door. She pinned another note to the curtain. Turning, she made her way to the front door, checking the room as she did. It looked just right. She placed the last note on the chair just inside the front door, and walked outside, making sure that the door was slightly ajar and unlocked. Meanwhile, Susan could feel her arms stretched over her head. The blindfold prevented her from seeing anything, but she could feel the sunlight on her naked body as she hung suspended from the pergola next to the pool, her feet barely touching the warm patio blocks. She and her girlfriend had decided to bind, blindfold and gag her, and leave her for when husband, whom she called "Daddy," came home - as a surprise and a present. She tingled as she thought of what a helpless and pretty picture she presented. The slight breeze blowing across the patio cooled her, causing her pert nips to rise in response. "I wonder how long I'll have to wait?" she thought to herself. "Hello?" He said at the front door. "Is anybody home?" Seeing the front door ajar, he slowly pushed it open. "Hello?" he said, again. Then he saw the note. Picking it up, he read: "Follow the trail... if you're man enough." He raised his eyebrow in surprise at the contents and challenge in the note. Looking up, he noticed a blouse over the chair in the living room. And, further beyond it, a skirt on the floor. He walked over to them and picked them up. Then he came to the panties on the couch arm. Lacy and light, they were still warm and moist. He brought them to his nose and inhaled. They were still scented with her female essence. Now, standing before the curtains hiding the patio, he read the note: "A surprise awaits...." Pulling the curtains aside, he sucked in his breath at the sight. There she was... naked... bound... gagged... and blindfolded. Beautiful and helpless in the sunlight. And another note on the glass? "I await your pleasure." Smiling, he picked up the riding crop, and opening the sliding glass door, stepped out onto the patio deck. Slowly, he walked around her naked and helpless body. She had been well tied. Just her ankles, to prevent her from moving, and her wrists were tied and pulled up over her head. He could see her erect nipples, and the sunlight glistening off her skin. A pretty picture, indeed. He ran the riding crop over her breasts, seeing her shudder and stiffen. She had been dozing in the warm sunlight. Now she was aware of his presence. He stroked her helpless flesh. Down between her breasts to her taut belly. Around her hips to her inviting ass. Ah, yes! Her ass! He gave a slight twitch of his wrist, slapping the end of the riding crop against her cheek. Slap! She rocked on her toes, and presented the other cheek for him. Again, he obliged her. Slap! Warming up to the task, he increased the force of his strokes, as well as the frequency, applying the end of the riding crop to her entire ass cheeks. Slap! Smack! Again, and again. SPLAT! SMACK! SLAP! Harder. Ever faster. She moaned. Beads of sweat broke out on her body, as she reacted to her punishment. She moaned and bucked. Finally, she stiffened... and fell limp, her head dropping. She had reached her climax, and passed out. Silently, he put down the riding crop. Exiting through the patio door, he took the notes off the door and curtain. He picked up the clothing as he quickly walked to the front door. Taking the note from the chair, he closed the front door as he left, smiling. Some time later - Susan woke from her darkness as someone removed her gag. "My God, Susan!" she heard "Daddy" say, "What happened?" She could feel her blindfold being removed. Blinking in the sunlight, she saw him looking at her, concerned. Her ankles were untied, and then he let her down, slowly, to a chair under her. He untied the rope binding her wrists together. Susan rubbed her ankles and wrists, bringing back the circulation. "How did you get like this," he asked, concerned. Susan looked up at him. "I did it for you, Daddy!" she said. "What are you talking about, Susan?" he asked. "I just found you like this when I came home." "But, but, but..." she stammered. "What about the notes?" she asked. "But, you were just here!" she cried. "Weren't you?" "What do you mean, Susan?" he said. "I just showed up, and found you like this." He pointed to the rope and riding crop. Susan was confused. If it wasn't it her daddy who found her tied up and disciplined her as she wanted and needed, then who? "Oh, my GOD!" She thought. "It could have been anyone!" "Uh, I don't know, Daddy..." she whispered, confused, leaving her sentence unfinished. "Well, my dear," he rejoined, "I see you've had an interesting morning at any rate." Getting up, he slowly walked away - smiling, fondling her panties in his pocket. "I must find a way to thank Jaime for letting me in on their little plan." he thought as he made his way back inside. Pool Time "Hey, everybody," Gene shouted, "watch this," just before in did a wild somersault off the diving board into his back yard pool!! The rest of the crowd gave him a mock standing ovation and Tom called out, "I'd give that one a three and a half," and everyone roared with laughter and then went back to making conversation and nursing their drinks! It was the usual crowd, the four couples who had been fast friends since they moved into the subdivision twenty odd years ago. In the summer it was swimming and golf, while during the colder weather, it was bowling or cards, take your pick!! So comfortable were these couples together, that from about the second year of their friendship, they started skinny dipping together in Gene and Katie's pool, and of course today was no exception as they splashed about and enjoyed each other's company!! Cal was over at the grill doing the burgers and dogs thing, while Marie and Winnie sat on the edge of the pool with their legs dangling over the edge while talking and sipping on some iced tea. Winnie was right in the middle of telling Marie about her last appointment with the dentist, when like a stealth submarine, her husband Troy emerged from the water between her legs and went straight for her hairy pussy!! Stunned for a second, Winnie gave her husband a playful rap on the head and said, "Not now silly, there are too many people watching us," but not to be deterred, he just laughed and said, "Well, let's give 'em a good show then," and quick as a cat, reattached his mouth to his wife's pussy!! When she sensed that it would be useless to resist him, she leaned back on her arms and let him tongue wet slit in front of the whole crowd!! Every week is was someone else who got things going, and this week it just happened to be Troy and Winnie!! "Hey, Gene," Cal sang out, "it's a good thing you don't have any neighbors close by, cuz I think those two are breaking a few zoning ordinances, like eating pussy in a public place!! Again everyone laughed, but this time, more subdued, as the undercurrent off sexual tension was beginning to permeate the air, and Winnie's heavy breathing and soft moaning was beginning to get everyone in the mood!! While the group didn't do a whole lot of swapping, once in a while two of the women would pair off and maybe do a sixty nine or strap on a dildo, so no one was surprised when Marie, still sitting next to her friend, leaned over and took one of Winnie's suntanned nipples into her mouth and gently began sucking on it!! It was a very erotic sight, a pretty woman getting her pussy eaten by a man in a pool, and then getting a suck job on her breasts by another woman!! Now, no one was in the mood for any jokes, and as if by magic, all three of the other men quickly attained erections, which of course they all started to slowly fist in their hands!! Katie, seeing that Gene was jerking his big cock, sat down on the chair in front of him, took him into her mouth, and began sucking him softly as he sighed, "Oh my, I never get tired of this, suck it for me, hon!!" Although they all liked a good fucking, this group was ravenously oral, and in most cases the men would end up ejaculating into the women's mouths, and of course, the women would drench their husbands' faces and mouths with oodles of hot cunt juice!! Winnie's breathing had now become very shallow and irregular as Troy's mouth attacked her vagina like the Germans were invading Poland, and while offering little or no resistance, she spread her legs as wide as they would stretch to afford her husband maximum access to her now quivering cunt!! Marie switched over to the other nipple, while leaving a trail of saliva across her heaving chest, and then whispered into her best friend's ear, "Are you close, baby, is Troy going to make you cum with his mouth!?!" "Oh, god," she panted, "that sounds so good, to have him make me cum with his mouth, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god I'm cumming so hard," while bucking her ripe cunt hard into his eager face, smearing it all over with her hot cunt juice!! The three of them received a tepid round of applause, but it was hard to clap when you yourself was on the verge of climaxing!! Gene had his hands on his hips with his crotch stuck out lewdly so as to afford his wife a better angle on his throbbing dick, while Cal and Dora were intertwined in the hammock with Cal's big cock deep inside his wife's pussy!! Only Tommy was being left unattended, and it was his job to make sure that the food didn't get burned up on the grill!! Now it was Gene's turn to feel the heat!! Katie was expert cock sucker, and it was all he could do to keep from shooting in her mouth right then and there, because of all the women in the group, Katie was by far the best at controlling a man's orgasm!! At one time or another, each of them had experienced her talented mouth, and even though their own wives were very good, they all agreed, that Katie had a PHD from Cock Suck U!! It was truly amazing, you wouldn't even be near an orgasm, and the little bitch would turn up the heat a notch, and in no time flat you would be flooding her mouth with a geyser of cum, while on the other hand, she could hold you on the ragged edge for as long as she wanted to, until she felt you'd had enough punishment and let you jack it into her waiting mouth!! It was like that for Gene right now, he thought he was close, but Katie kept him just a smidgen away from release, ever so close, but ever so far!! It was game Katie played often, and the other men in the group teased Gene incessantly about his wife's ability to control his pecker!! "Eight inches of hard steal," they sing, "and a little one hundred ten pound woman pulls its string like it was a marionette!!" Gene would act hurt, but he knew he was the lucky one, because even though she drove him batty with her little suck game, when she finally did allow him to climax, well, it was the most unreal cum you could ever imagine!! "P-please, babe," he pleaded, "let me do it, I'm so close!!" "That's it, Katie, make him pay, he's been a bad boy," shouted Troy from the pool!! Marie was more sympathetic and allowed, "Oh come on, Kate, let the poor man have his little cum, he looks so desperate!!" Katie chuckled without releasing Gene's pecker, she really loved teasing him, rolled her eyes to meet his, winked, and add just the right amount of pressure to the underside of his mushroom head, that allowed him to spill his sperm in buckets into her hungry mouth!! Troy, who had just hopped out of the pool, had to grab him to keep him from falling over it was such a draining experience!! "Judas priest, Kate," Troy opined while helping Gene to a pool side chair, " you can really be a sadist when you want too!!" Eyeing Troy's big hard cock she asked sweetly, "Do you want some it too, big boy?!?" "I'm very happy with my own wife, thank you," he shot back with a laugh!!" At that point, everyone had forgotten about Cal and Dora, but a loud wail from Dora turned their attention immediately to the wildly gyrating hammock! "Look at 'em," Troy said with a chuckle, "just like a couple of teenagers on Saturday night in the back seat of a Chevy!!" Gene, who by now had regained his sapped strength said, "They're almost like a couple of wild animals, I think they might wreck my hammock!!" "Say," Troy opined, "what do they do when they want to break up a couple of dogs who are fucking!?!" "I dunno," Gene replied, '"spray'em with a hose, I guess!!" "Or," Troy said evilly, "they grab the hammock and toss it in the pool!!" "Now wait a minute boys," Kate and Marie said in unison, "don't do anything hasty!!" It was too late of course, Gene grabbed one end and Troy the other, and on the count of three, the two helpless fuck mates were flying through the air and into the pool, while locked in a sexual embrace!! Gene and Troy ran into the house and locked the door to keep the irate Cal from braining both of them, but it was over pretty quickly, and soon even Cal had to admit that it was a trick they couldn't pass up!! And that's the way it was on those lazy Saturday afternoons in the suburbs, a little food, a little drink, and a little sex!! Pool Time "Hello." "Hi dad," the voice on the phone said. "What are you doing this afternoon?" "Nothing planned son. Why do you ask?" "I need a big favor." "Ha ha," I chuckled, "imagine that." "No seriously dad, you know that audition I went on last week?" "For that reality television show?" "Yeah, I got a call back." "Great, so they liked you, huh?" "I hope so, but hey, it's a chance for a nice paycheck." "Yeah, well, I imagine anything pays better than cleaning pools." "Dad, that's what I'm calling about. I figure I can make all my calls today except one. It's way out in Huntington Beach and even if I made it and got the pool done the drive back would kill my making the appointment. You would really save me if you could make that call for me." "Huntington Beach, eh? Well, I guess I could go out and see Jack this evening." "Hey, great idea. Irvine is right up the road from this client. So you'll do it?" "Yeah, why not. I could use a little sun on my face." "Fantastic! Look, I'll send you the directions and stuff by e-mail. You'll need to come by the shop to pick up my truck. You know where the keys will be. It's a sweet job so I can't afford to lose the contract." "That's cool son. You don't need to convince me. I already said I'd do it." "You're a lifesaver, dad. By the way, after seeing your legs in shorts the other day, I'd say you need sun on more than just your face." "I love you, too, son. What time is the appointment?" "It's at three. Thanks again dad. I gotta run...'Hey! Where's your fuckin' signal, asshole!'...Sorry, damn tourists. Tell Jack I said, hello." "I will.... And take it easy out there!" "Yeah, I will. I'll call you tonight." "Okay, bye Brandon.".......*click* Brandon's business had really blossomed from the weekend enterprise it had sprung from. I guess his hard work and dedication was paying off. I didn't see him nearly as often as I use to. It only seemed like yesterday he was always coming by asking for a loan. I had to admit, that boy had always made good on his debts. I couldn't deny him his request. He was right too; I could use some sun on my legs. Smartass! I looked at my watch. Hmmm...11am. "Well, I've got a few hours to kill," I said out loud. I decided to sit out on the patio and write for a little while. Thoughts had been flowing for a few days and I needed to jot them down before I lost my muse. It wasn't getting any easier to remember things as I approached my 50th birthday. I had begun to feel my age. I collected my journal and as I opened the sliding glass door, I heard the fax line ring and the whir of the machine as it printed out Brandon's directions. I moved the chaise into the sun and settled in to accomplish "great feats of creativity." Two hours later I awoke from my apparent nap. My journal was lying face down on the stone patio. I hadn't written more than a few lines. What disturbed me most was the sting I was realizing coming from my reddened legs and face. I was sunburned, big time. I looked at my watch. It was nearly half past one. I picked up the journal and went inside to shower. The water was soothing at first. My legs were pretty toasty. I turned up the hot water to try to draw the heat out of them. It was more than I could handle. I rinsed my hair and stepped out into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I smiled at the image facing me. "Not too bad for an old guy," I remarked to myself. Though I was just a few months away from my birthday, I didn't see an "ole dude" standing there. Yes, I felt that way some days but the Lord had been good to me. I still had all my hair and had managed through the years to keep the excess weight off. I was in great shape, all things considered. My hair was really beginning to get long, so, I figured if I was going to make the appointment I'd just have to brush it, pull it back, and let it dry on the way. I dressed quickly, choosing to wear shorts again to keep the pain of the burn from bothering me. An old tank top and some deck shoes completed my ensemble. I grabbed my keys and a "Dew" from the fridge and headed for Brandon's shop. I arrived at the shop and found the truck parked in back. The keys were in the usual place. I'd grown accustomed to helping my son with his business when the seasons changed. I checked for chemicals and jumped in the truck to start the air conditioner. It was getting hotter and I knew my crispy legs would appreciate the cool air. "Damn!" I forgot the directions to the house but there on the dash was an envelope with my name on it. I opened it, finding the directions and a note saying...'Knew you'd forget the data, so here...Brandon' The kid had me pegged. I headed away from the shop on the road to Huntington Beach. Traffic was relatively light for early afternoon. The pickup rumbled along the highway at an easy pace. The Huntington Beach exit appeared on the horizon. The radio announcer said the time was 2:30. I realized I was going to be early. At the traffic light at the end of the exit I glanced at the directions Brandon had so thoughtfully provided. The house was only a few blocks away. I pulled into a hamburger joint and grabbed a bite to tide me over until dinner then proceeded up the palm-lined street turning right when I got to the intended one. This area of Huntington Beach was relatively new to me but the streets were well marked and I had no problem locating the house. "Hmmm...42135...yeah this is the place," I thought to myself as I pulled into the alley access. The driveway was long and narrow and lined on either side with privacy fences. I pulled into the parking area and parked the truck. On the fence near the gate a sign directed me to ring the buzzer. A minute after I did so, a voice blared from the intercom asking, "May I help you?" My reply was simply "pool service" and instantly I heard the sound of the latch being remotely opened. I pushed the gate and entered into a well-maintained courtyard. The pool was straight ahead. I propped the gate and proceeded to unload the tools I'd need from the truck stacking them inside on the concrete sidewalk. When I reached the pool there was no sign of anyone so I started the routine of checking PH and chlorine levels. I heard steps on the balcony but as I looked toward the sound I could see only the movement of curtains at the sliding glass door. Moments later a maid appeared, acknowledged my presence, and told me if I needed anything to use the pool house facilities. The pool was average in size for an in-ground one. There was a diving board and chaise lounge chairs at opposite corners. There were several tables and a phone sitting on one of them. My survey noted that the house had three stories with a balcony on each. The house was lined with windows that seemed to wrap the house in glass. There were clay tiles on the roof and it appeared to be a well-kept place. The lawn was manicured and I could smell the roses growing in an adjoining garden next to the pool house. It was quiet. As I finished adding the chlorine and checking the pump next to the pool house I realized I was getting thirsty and entered the pool house to help myself to the beverages the maid had spoken of. Inside I found a refrigerator filled with soda and beer. There was also a well stocked bar. I grabbed a coke and continued looking around the room. Suddenly, I heard a splash. I wheeled around looking out the large window but could not determine what had caused it. I went back outside to investigate. When I reached the edge of the pool I caught a glimpse of the origin of the disturbance. A head popped out of the water and there in front of me was a young woman. "Oh," she exclaimed, "Where did you come from? I didn't think anyone was here." "Pool service ma'am," I said. "I was in the pool house." "I won't be in your way long, I just needed to cool off a bit before I started studying," she said as she pointed to a stack of books on one of the chairs. "I love to study out here in the sun. It's so refreshing by the pool." "You won't be in my way," I replied. "I'm just taking a few minutes before I start vacuuming." "Great," she quipped and disappeared below the water's surface again. I lit a cigarette and sat in one of the chairs across from the one she had pointed to. I watched as she swam a few laps and then made her way to the ladder. She went under once more and as she surfaced, she flipped her hair behind her and climbed out of the pool grabbing a towel that lay next to it. Her hair was dark, shoulder length, almost black and her obvious love for the sun showed as she was deeply tanned. She was short. I estimated probably only five feet in height. Her legs seemed long for her stature but I figured the cut of her bathing attire attributed to the illusion of their length. She wore a bright pink bikini that covered just enough of her to keep her "decent" for mixed company. Her body was well proportioned but not exceedingly over-developed. Her bust was moderate but the bikini top was tight and gave the appearance of greater endowment. I guessed her to be in her mid-twenties. I had yet to see her face clearly. She dabbed at herself with the towel and walked quickly to a chair next to her books, slipped on a pair of sunglasses and sat down facing me. "I'm Jen," she said. "You're not the regular pool guy." "No," I answered. "Brandon is my son. I'm just helping him out this afternoon. He had a pressing engagement to attend, so, here I am." "Hey, Brandon's dad," she replied. "Could I bum one of your cigarettes? I'm trying to quit but I don't have much will power. I don't think I'm going to be able to do it." I nodded and walked around the end of the pool toward her. As I approached I could see how smooth and dark her skin was. The pink bikini contrasted her color quite nicely. Although the sunglasses covered her eyes I could tell she was quite lovely. Her high cheekbones and angular jaw reminded me of several models I had seen and her hair, still wet, had a deep reddish tint to it. Her lips were thin and as I neared she smiled, showing her pearl white teeth. I handed her the pack of cigarettes. "Thanks! Oh, and my brand too," she exclaimed. "Got a light? No pockets!" She said as she patted her hips and laughed. I fumbled for the lighter in my pocket, then extended my hands close to her face as I flicked it for the flame. She puffed the cigarette lit and took a long draw from it, inhaled and blew the smoke out slowly. "Ah," she said. "Damn, I love the taste after I've been swimming. Here, sit down, take a load off." She gestured to the chair next to her and settled back in her own, throwing her head back to bask in the sunlight. We chatted as she smoked and she told me about her major in college. I learned she had waited to go and that in fact, she was nearing her thirtieth birthday. She didn't look it. On occasion, she'd peer over the top of her shades giving me glimpses of a pair of warm brown eyes that were so dark; I could see my reflection in them. She had a very engaging personality and I figured she was one of those people who never met a stranger. It was a very pleasant few minutes. I told her I needed to get back to work and she agreed. "Hold on. Would you mind terribly, putting some lotion on my back?" She asked. I hesitated for a moment but returned to her side. She reached into a small bag sitting with her books and removed a jar of coco butter. Then without another word, she reclined the chaise, flipped on her stomach and untied the string that cinched her bikini top. As I applied a layer of coco butter on her back and legs she remarked at how soft, yet strong my hands were. She told me I had a masseuse's touch and how wonderful my hands felt on her. I was embarrassed but with her back towards me she couldn't see my blush. Of course, with the sun I had gotten earlier in the day I'm not sure she would have noticed anyway. I couldn't believe how incredibly soft her skin was and the smell of the coco butter was adding a sensual feel to the procedure. When I finished she thanked me and relaxed into a semi-sleep as I went about my appointed task with the pool. I rubbed the excess butter from my hands onto my arms. The water was calm and ultra-clear as I vacuumed the bottom of the pool. It only took me about 20 minutes to complete but at some point she had flipped back over in her chair. She was lying bare breasted and seemed to be watching every move I made as I began to put away the hose. At first, I became a little uneasy at the sight of this young woman exposing herself to me but soon began to think that if it wasn't bothering her, it certainly wasn't going to bother me. Her breasts were as tan as the rest of her body. Her areolas were dark from the sunning and her nipples were slightly erect and were perched beautifully on her modest breasts. Apparently, she was very comfortable with herself and was no stranger to being nude. I felt a stirring within and my heartbeat picked up a little. I caught myself watching her watch me. She picked up the coco butter and began applying it to her chest, stomach and legs. I could see her nipples react to the manipulation of her hands as the butter glided on her skin making her skin appear darker. Her voice broke the silence. "You know, you could use a little of this on those legs of yours. That's going to be painful if you let your skin dry out. Coco butter is great for moisturizing. Come here and put some on before you go." Somewhat reluctantly, I obliged. I reached to get the butter but she wouldn't give it to me. She motioned me closer, scooped out a portion of the butter and began to gently apply it to my left calf. Her hands moved quickly, knowingly over my calf and knee then slowly she moved up to my thigh. I winced a bit as the application covered the worst of my burn. She noticed and slowed her pace. She continued with my right leg in the same manner as the first rubbing the butter, first on my calf and knee, then slowly again over my thigh. The process was creating a deep yearning inside me. It had been a while since I last encountered the touch of a woman. Her fingers slipped under the hem of my shorts and grazed my balls. Startled, I attempted to take a half step backwards but she grabbed my hand to stop my movement. I looked down to find her looking straight into my eyes. She had a very subtle smile on her face but her eyes were telling of her desire as they peered over her sunglasses. She reached with her free hand and removed her shades and I could see she meant to have me. I was shocked. "Young lady, what could you possibly see in me?" I asked. "I'm old enough to be your father." "I'm drawn to older men and I know you've been watching me because I was watching you. If you can look me in the eyes and convince me you have no desire for me, I'll walk away as if I've never seen you. But!" She exclaimed, "I don't think you can do that." She was right! The touch of her hands on my legs had already started my motor. As I gazed into her dark eyes I could see she was sincere and the bulge in my shorts was beginning to be quite apparent. I wanted to tell her it was wrong for her to want me but my own desires were taking precedent over my will. I couldn't get the words to come out of my mouth. I was entranced by her eyes and intrigued by her brazenness. I just couldn't believe she was even remotely interested in me. The silence was deafening and seemed to last an age. My thoughts were running wild and the churning inside was creating an insurmountable quickening of my heartbeat. The look on my face must have given her the answer she awaited because she placed her hand on my crotch and gently patted my enlarging member. I didn't move. Hell, I couldn't. My legs felt like lead weights had been tied on them. She slipped off her chair and knelt in front of me on her knees. With her right hand, she pulled the gather string while her left hand began to tug on my shorts. She carefully pulled them over my reddened thighs and as they passed my knees the shorts fell to the concrete. Her eyes widened as she viewed my cock in its semi-aroused condition. She placed one hand on my ass and pulled me closer. The other hand busied itself with my balls as she opened her mouth and began to take my cock into it. Her mouth was warm and her tongue was incredibly wet as she moved slowly over the head of my cock. I could feel my manhood stiffen further as her movements became more deliberate. Deeper in her mouth she took me until there seemed no room for more. Her head tilted back slightly and her eyes contacted mine once again. They were sparkling as if to tell me she was thoroughly pleased with her progress. I touched her cheek with my hand and she slowly drew her lips over my erection until only the head of it remained covered. I felt her tongue dart feverishly around its entirety but her eyes never lost contact with mine. Again her mouth plunged over my cock taking me deeper than I imagined her capable then slowly she pulled away. She repeated the action several times and returned to manipulating her tongue on my head. My cock was swollen and completely engorged and as she slide her mouth back and forth I felt my knees weaken. The pleasure was becoming overwhelming. She stopped and withdrew her mouth pulling my legs to her chest. I grasped her arm pulling her to her feet and kissed her for the first time. We stood there embracing for several minutes; my erect cock against her soft stomach. The coco butter she had applied earlier increased the sensation of her smooth skin. I wanted to take her right where we stood and she was ready for it. "Wait," she said and motioned for the pool house. I acknowledged and slipped my left arm under her knees and lifted her against my chest. We kissed as I carried her the short distance to the pool house and with her free hand she opened the door. Once inside, I lowered her feet to the floor. She pulled the strings on the side of her bikini bottom and the pink fabric slid to the floor revealing a small patch of raven hair. I cupped her firm butt in my hands and pulled her to me once more, kissing her shoulder. She lifted my tank top and as I pulled it over my head she playfully tugged at my nipple with her teeth. Again I grabbed her ass with both hands lifting her body to mine. She wrapped her legs around my waist, placed her hands behind my neck and hung from me as I walked the few steps to a barstool. I placed her on it and dropped to my knees. The smell of the coco butter was strong but the aroma of her pussy was enticing. I spread her legs and she shifted her weight back against the bar, propping herself with her elbows. She kept her head leaning forward in an effort to watch as I began kissing her thighs; moving slowly closer to my objective. She sighed as my mouth found her portal. My tongue was probing the opening of her lips and I lingered when I contacted her clit. She was already becoming moist. My cheeks slid freely over her thighs, lubricated by the coco butter, as I licked and kissed and nipped her shaven pussy lips. I drove my tongue inside her, carefully extending the contact as I passed over her clit as it exited. I placed my finger inside her and continued to lick the soft exterior of her womanhood. I gently pushed a second finger inside her and spread her slightly to access her clit more readily. The swelling of her clit was becoming prominent and I sucked it into my mouth, ardently flicking the tip with my tongue. She sighed again with deeper feeling. The nectar of her body was flowing and I knew this young woman was ready to take me. I stood and gestured for her to do the same. I turned her back toward me and pushed her body forward over the barstool. I could see her face in the mirror behind the bar. She was watching me. I squatted slightly and positioned my throbbing erection between her legs; the head of my cock touching her nether lips. As I straightened my legs my cock slid smoothly into her. She moaned. I placed my hands on her hips and drew her down over me, pushing my cock deeper by lifting my heels off the floor. She had become a willing rider and it was my intention to give her everything I could muster. For several minutes I drove my cock deep, deep inside her wet, warm pussy. Her sweet juices lubricated my cock so it slid effortlessly within her. I reached around her and found her clit, rubbing it as I penetrated her. She writhed in ecstasy. I looked in the mirror again and saw her eyes were closed as she held her head back enjoying the full feeling of the passion that was filling her. Her eyes opened wide as I thrust myself deeper and increased the pace of my stroke. Her soft butt was jiggling each time it contacted my belly. The sound of flesh pounding flesh became louder and quicker as my rear assaults reached a frenzied rate. She was ready to cum and I could feel her inner muscles begin to contract and squeeze my cock as it slid in and out. The sensation was having its affect on me as well. I could feel the dull ache of my balls as I approached my own orgasm. Pool Time Let's put on our bathing suits and head down to the pool, babe.... mmm fuck you look sexy in that shiny bikini... * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (10.5 min/mp3) * * * * *