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At the Pool

By: Phallicwhale



Ami shook her head in disgust. What was the matter with her? This was the third time tonight she had lost track of her studies. A natural speed reader, she could usually get through her nightly assignments in a little over an hour. Tonight though, after almost an hour and a half, she wasn't even close to finished. Worse, she couldn't name what was distracting her. Of course, the last three weeks had been just a little overwhelming. First had come her trip to the beach and the train ride home; then she had met Celia and learned about what a calamity her life was, and lastly she had discovered that she liked the chaos her new friend brought.

"Well I guess I have a good excuse for this," she whispered to herself. "Lucky Celia, she didn't have good grades to begin with." Of course Ami knew that her new friend didn't feel any luckier than she did. Celia barely seemed able to deal with normal life. And now there was Reisa, who had to be the most accomplished fighter Ami had ever met. "Gods, how did I get involved in this?" Looking down at the book on her desk, Ami finally realized that further studying was futile, at least for tonight.

Frustrated she slammed the book closed (after marking her place of course). She knew that reading her newest romance novel would not work either. Ami's passion for romance novels would remain a secret for years, none of her friends could conceive of the earnest and studious Ami reading anything but text books. Tonight though, she was just too keyed up to read anything. Frowning she looked around her room to see what might satisfy her inexplicable need. Nothing seemed to satisfy her silent appeal, and then her eyes found the bag from the clothing store.

That afternoon, Ami had finally gone out to replace the bathing suit she'd lost at the beach. She still wan't ready to tell her mother about the bikini she had worn home that day, or to try it on again considering what had happened on the train. But the new suit in the bag made her think how nice and relaxing it would be to go swimming.

Unfortunately, the pool closed at 8:00 p.m. and it was already 8:15. "Too late for that, wish I'd thought of it earlier." She continued to search for something to take her mind off whatever was making her so tense, but her eyes kept coming back to the shopping bag. Finally giving in, she grabbed the bag, pulled out the suit and grabbed a towel.

"I'm sure I can find a way in," she mused, "and I really need a swim." One of the nice things about being 18 was the freedom to come and go without her mother's constant scrutiny. Ever since her birthday, her mother had seemingly decided to let her make her own choices. 

Moving with almost supernatural speed, Ami quickly reached the private swim club, and discovered that she was going to have to wait. The pool staff hadn't quite finished cleaning up yet. A few minutes later she watched as Marcus, her favorite lifeguard, finally locked up the entrance and got in his car. Within moments Ami was over the fence and had found a quite place to change into her new suit.

The suit she had lost at the beach had been true racing suit; a blue Lycra/spandex that had covered her entire torso, except where her legs and arms had come through. This new one was also made of a blue Lycra/spandex, but there the similarities ended. The trip home on the train had made Ami very aware of her own sexuality and the fact that men might find her attractive. So her new suit reflected that knowledge. The neckline of this suit plunged quite low, barely covering the pink areolas of her pert breasts. Meanwhile, its back dipped all the way down to where her spinal rill merged into her gently rounded derriere. The cutouts for her legs were much higher than before and the straps that held it on her shoulders, were little more than spaghetti straps. Most striking of all was the front panel of the suit, from which a large oval was missing from just below her breasts, to just above her loins. If Ami hadn't been in the habit of shaving down there, her cerulean pubic hairs might have peeked out over the lip. Even before she entered the water, the material was molding to her body as only spandex can. During the day Ami would have caught the eye of every male there and she knew it. Which was part of the reason the shy girl had not been able to bring herself to visit the pool earlier.

With the practiced ease of a competitive swimmer, she strode to the side of the pool and dove in. It had been a sunny day, and the pool was almost like a bath. The soft caress of the water as it closed over her head was heavenly. With unconscious ease Ami started to swim toward the other end of the Olympic sized pool. Feeling her muscles stretch and relax, she continued to swim for a number of laps, in an unhurried and extremely graceful Australian crawl. Anyone watching would have been instantly aware of the fact that this was a woman so at home in the water, had she wanted to race, she might easily be able to beat most Olympic swimmers. 

The new suit may have been made of racing suit materials, but it definitely was not designed for swimming laps. A racing suit hugged the body the way a perfectly crafted glove did the hand. The water would pass over the suit and the swimmer's body with barely any drag to slow the swimmer down. This suit however was constantly catching at the water as it flowed around Ami, pulling away from both chest and bottom. All Ami wanted to do at the moment was swim, and the new suit was starting to detract from the pleasure she got from the activity.

There are few exercises in the world both as invigorating and relaxing at the same time as swimming. Every muscle in the body is involved, and the energy necessary to push the body through the water is enormous for the progress gained. If you burned this much energy on dry land, your body would quickly overheat, and then collapse from the strain. But water pulls the excess heat from the body almost as quickly as it is generated, resulting in an incredible workout without the risk of heatstroke. And a good swimmer learns how to maximize the effect of their strokes, so that even when just coasting along, they still move at an amazing pace to the non-swimmer. 

Ami quickly decided that the new suit was making her workout unbearable. Like many swimmers she found the steady cadence of the swim a relaxing and comforting rhythm, where she could let her mind wander where it wanted. Some of her biggest problems had been solved in the pool while working out. Now the water's drag on her suit was keeping her from the serenity she craved.

Reaching the pool's shallow end, Ami stopped and looked carefully around. One of her favorite things about this pool was its true privacy. Surrounded by a high wooden fence, and with tall trees lining the inner perimeter of the club, few of the apartment buildings nearby had view into it, even in the daylight. Now at night with the pool lights off, she doubted that anyone could see her with out the aid of night vision goggles. With a poise and confidence that would have been impossible only a few weeks earlier, she reached up to her shoulders and pulled the straps of her suit aside. In seconds she had stripped the suit off and stood nude in water just deep enough to cover her gently rounded hips. Placing the suit where she could put it back on before she got out, Ami looked around again to make sure she was alone.

Just then a cool breeze came up, and caressed her bare skin. Looking down she saw and felt her nipples stiffen at the ghostly touch. The sight of the moonlight and water glistening on her breasts was breathtaking, and for the first time in her life Ami applied the word beautiful to herself. As if from a million miles away, she watched as her own hand came up and cupped her right breast. With a delighted shudder she felt her whole body respond to the touch, and her mind leapt back to the scene on the train. For the first time that night she had a glimmer of what had really made it so hard for her to study that evening.

In a flash she was swimming again, and this time she wasn't taking it easy. After about 6 laps of the pool, Ami began to calm down and slowly returned to the easy efficient pace of earlier. As she slowed, she began to be aware of the feel of the water as it flowed past her body. When she swam wearing a suit, the water only gave a feeling of firm pressure against her body. Without the fabric between her skin and the water, it seemed to be caressing her as if it were a lover, and doing it to her entire body at once. The image of the blonde girl on the train fondling her breast came back to Ami, and she finally knew what the matter was.

Ever since that day, Ami had avoided really thinking about what had happened. In doing so she had failed to deal with those events, and it had been gnawing away at her subconscious. Without missing a beat of her steady stroke, she finally let her mind roam back to that day. She remembered how it had felt to be played with by the strange girl, the softness of her tongue when she had licked her breasts and later as she played with her pussy. As she remembered the way her body had felt as it built towards her first orgasm, she felt an answering glow start. 

The feel of the water coursing over her skin and the memory of what had happened were working together to quickly arouse Ami. With the slow building of pressure in her thighs and abdomen, her vulva became even more sensitive to the water's caress. In moments her jewel had pushed its head out from between her nether lips, and the water rushing past felt just like the tongue she remembered.

Suddenly, her movements so smooth and efficient became erratic and jerky. With a gasp, she stopped and almost swallowed a mouthful of water. In the deep end of the pool at that moment, her feet couldn't find the bottom and she started to flail about like she was going to drown. Just as she began to get herself under control, and to tread water; an arm snaked over her right shoulder, across her chest, and the hand grabbed her under her left armpit. With practiced ease, she was pulled close to someone's body, and heard them say, "Its Okay, I got you. Just relax and I'll get you to the side of the pool."

Mortified, Ami began to struggle against the man's arm, but whoever he was, he knew how to maintain a grip on a struggling drowning victim. With one last effort, Ami gave in to the realization she was being rescued, whether she wanted, or needed, to be. In moments the man had pulled her to the shallow end of the pool and asked, "Are you alright, or do you need help to get out?"

Finding her footing Ami didn't stop to think before standing and facing her rescuer. Her angry retort that she was "Just fine and hadn't needed rescuing," died in her throat. Standing before her was Marcus, and the look of real concern on his face was too dear to yell at. Instead all that came out was, "eeeep......."

Marcus was stunned himself; standing in front of him was his "Mermaid." Only a couple of years older than Ami, Marcus had noticed the young beauty earlier that summer when she had first started to come to the club. Attracted to her from the start, he had gone out of his way to be nice to the "Mermaid": as he had quickly dubbed her. An excellent swimmer himself, he had instantly recognized someone at least as at home in the water as he was. He had taken to watching her swim laps in the pool to the exclusion of anyone else. Only blind luck had prevented any accidents from taking place during those lapses. And now she stood naked before him, and even more beautiful than in his most fervent dreams.

Noticing the almost worshipful look that had come into his eyes, Ami remembered her own lack of clothing and crouched down in the water. "What do you think you're looking at? And what are you doing here anyway?"

Snapping back to the real world at the question, Marcus retorted, "I could ask you the same question. The pool closes at 8:00 and it's almost 9:30 now."

Blushing from head to toe, Ami replied, "I just wanted to get in some practice laps, it helps me think."

"You really shouldn't be swimming alone like that, what if I hadn't been here to save you?"

"I'd have been fine!" Ami regained some of her fire. "And what are you doing, spying on me?"

"Spying? On you?! I didn't even know you were here until I came out onto the deck." Marcus paused for a second, "Actually, I came back tonight to do the same thing you were. I hate trying to do laps when the pool is full, and I needed to work off some restless energy. And like you, I prefer to do my swimming in the nude."

Ami blushed furiously again, "Well you're not naked now." as she tried to cover herself under the waves.

"I would have been, had I gotten here first!"

Watching Marcus's expression as he realized what he had just said, Ami burst out laughing.

That laugh broke the tension that had been building, and prevented either of them from saying anything they would have regretted later. Suddenly the whole situation took on a tinge of the absurd, and for the moment, both of them forgot the sexual aspects of the situation.

"Well, I guess I should be going," said Ami. "Turn around so I can put my suit back on."

"Why do you have to go? I mean, I'm here for the same reason you are, and unless you're finished, I wouldn't want to run you off now."

Ami stopped short of the pools edge. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?"

"Sure, why not? It wouldn't be the first time I've gone skinny dipping with a girl," he lied.

Ami couldn't believe her ears. Here was one of the comeliest young men she knew, a lifeguard three years her senior, asking her to go skinny dipping with him. She remembered what he looked like in the daylight; tall, with dark brown hair and a ready smile. Marcus had a true swimmers body, wide shoulders, thin waist and toned powerful muscles that sometimes rippled when he moved. Not the blocky muscles of a body builder, but the long lean muscles of a man almost constantly in motion. This was the man asking her to stay and continue to swim with him. Before she knew what she was doing she said, "Alright I'll stay. But either I put my suit back on or you take your clothes off right now. Had she really said that? "After all, fair is fair."

After only a brief hesitation, Marcus began to remove his clothes. "And you stay over in that lane," Ami added. "What are you doing?" her mind screamed. This was crazy and she knew it. It was true that she wasn't a virgin anymore, but that had been a one time event with three strangers she would never see again. Anyway, events had moved so quickly, she hadn't been able to control any of the things that had happened on that train. Now she was deliberately putting herself in a position where something could happen again. Of course, she was only kidding herself that Marcus would be interested in making love to her. Wasn't she?

Marcus had his own problems. Ever since he had realized, that the vision swimming nude in the pool was Ami, he'd had an erection that wouldn't quit. So far he had been able to hide it under his swimsuit and the water, now only the water would be left to cover his condition. And what right did he have to ask this vision to continue skinny-dipping with him? No matter what, he had to be a perfect gentleman for the rest of the evening. "Yeah right!" his conscience snickered.

Trying to hide his condition, he called out to Ami, "Race you to the other end." and pushed off without waiting for a reply. Caught slightly off guard, Ami swore and took off after him. Marcus was surprised to realize that the blue haired girl was keeping up with him, and increased his efforts. At the far end he was barely able to beat her to the wall. "Wow! You're better that I thought. Next time I'll have to really try to beat you."

"Next time, I won't let you cheat on the start."

"I didn't cheat."

"You didn't say go, or give me a chance to get ready either."

"But you've had time to warm up; all I've gotten to do is rescue you."

"Rescue me! I was doing just fine until you showed up."

"Sure didn't look that way to me."

Completely unaware that they had been moving closer together as they argued, Ami suddenly said, "See you at the other end." and took off with out another word.

Marcus had sensed her decision to take off, and was only a split second behind her. This time he took off at full speed, intending to show her just how good a swimmer he was. Once again he couldn't pull away from Ami and they touched in a virtual tie at the other end. Her competitive fires stoked by the effort, Ami bobbed up and exclaimed, "Ha, I beat you."

"I don't think so," said Marcus as he stood beside her. "and who cheated this time?"

Shy and demure at most times, when Ami raced, she became as competitive as any boy on the team. And at this moment, that side was in full fettle. Completely caught up in the moment, she stood up straight and started poking Marcus in the chest. "I did not cheat. And what's the matter anyway. I'm just a girl, and younger than you too. I thought lifeguards were supposed to be excellent swimmers."

"I am an excellent swimmer. My coach thinks I have a chance at the Olympic team next year. I was just taking it easy on you." Even as he said this, Marcus knew he was lying. He was a contender for a spot on the Japanese team, but he had been trying his best to beat this water sprite.

On top of that was the view he was being granted. Ami stood before him in all her glory, completely at ease with her own nudity. The moon and the water glistening on her body combined to outline every curve and plane of her incredible figure in silvery light. Her breasts may have been small, but they were perfectly suited to her build. The areolas around her nipples wee contracting and hardening in the breeze even as he watched, while his own body was reacting to the view in a way that would be far too obvious if she happened to look down.

For her part, Ami refused to look down. She knew exactly what she hoped to find if she did, and what it would mean if she was right. The fires of competition were giving way to those of desire, and she couldn't take the chance of discovering she was wrong. Standing there half covered in the water from the pool, she was on fire. Every nerve was clamoring for attention, screaming for her to initiate contact with the man in front of her. She wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and pull his face down to hers. Instead she kept herself under rigid control unwilling to tear her eyes away from his.

In the moonlight, Ami's blue eyes were like liquid pools of silver, and Marcus couldn't stop himself from swimming in them. He knew he should turn away, or make some excuse to end this now, but he had already lost the battle before it started. With out realizing what he was doing, Marcus bent down and kissed Ami softly on the lips. That first touch was as soft as the down on a duckling's chest, but it sent fire racing through both of their bodies. In seconds they were wrapped in each others arms and kissing with all the passion of the young.

In grabbing Ami, Marcus had lifted her up and Ami responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. As their tongues began to explore each others mouths, their bodies were pressing together.

Even lost in the ecstasy of the kiss, Ami could feel his manhood stiff and erect between them, and it was rubbing against the outside of her pussy in a most delightful way. Instinctively she began to rub herself against him, letting her body revel in the contact. The effect on Marcus was immediate, his cock seemed to pulse and grow between them. Ami could already feel an orgasm mounting within her, and she didn't want to come without that cock inside of her. Maintaining the intensity of the kiss, she pulled herself up and settled down onto its throbbing length. Marcus wasn't even aware of what was happening until he felt her warm moist body envelope him in a long drawn out glide down his shaft. He had no idea how to describe the feeling; he only knew that it was the most wonderful experience of his life. 


At The Pool



It was already pushing 100 on the thermometer and it was only after breakfast so Andy and Sara decided that a nice early morning down at the pool would be a nice idea. As they walked in Sara had to hide a grin as she did every time they came here remembering their first time together here when they finally allowed their feelings for each other to come out. She was wearing a rather sexy bikini under her shorts and t-shirt, nothing like her exhibition suit but certainly showy with a high cut to the bottoms.

It was still fairly early and sine it was the middle of the week there weren't many at the pool yet and probably wouldn't be until after lunch when the families would start to turn up so they had a few hours of peace and quiet to relax. They didn't go to the main pool instead to the smaller pool which was basically designed for being able to just sit in and relax without people swimming past or diving in since when you sat down on one of the ledges around the edge the water comes only to just over the shoulder meaning you could sit and relax with your body almost floating.

They took off their clothes and put them in a pile before sliding into the cool water sitting next to each and just letting the water refresh them after coming in from the heat outside. "This is so nice and so quiet right now," Andy says and looks at Sara with a gleam in his eyes "What are you thinking my handsome man?" Sara asks resting her head against his shoulder.

"Oh nothing gorgeous, I was just speaking out my thoughts and it is so relaxing without lots of kids running around," Sara simply murmurs a reply as she closes her eyes and cuddles up to Andy a bit further.

As they relax and cool down Andy's mind starts to wander back to that afternoon when he and Sara had that wild encounter here at the pool and just thinking about causes his penis to start to swell pressing against his bathers. His hand wanders to Sara's thigh and just gently glides his fingers along from the edge of her bikini to her knee and back again. "Oh Andy," Sara whispers "that feels so very nice." Andy grabs her legs and turns her to place them across his own and starts gently caressing the full length of her legs.

"Well if you like it so much I will do the full length of your sexy legs then," he smiles as he speaks and lets his hands run all over her legs from her toes to her hips.

Each time his hands get near the top of her legs his fingers drift closer towards her clit and she jumps a little "Andy, careful where your fingers are going," she says trying to whisper but a touch louder then she wanted "there are people here you know." 

Andy chuckles "I know my love, it just means you had better not go shouting out to much," and he suddenly brushes his fingers across her clit thru her bikini making Sara jump.

"Ohhh ..." she moans softly "I don't want to be caught, but I don't want you to stop," she continues, her voice full of wanting. "Okay sexy," he whispers back and slides his hand further between her legs allowing him better access to her clit and starts to really rub against it firmly.

As Andy starts rubbing her clit Sara wraps her arms around his shoulders and pulls herself further into his lap feeling his hard penis rubbing against her leg as she moves causing a small gasp to escape Andy's lips and she allows herself a little giggle. "Don't make too much noise my kitten or you may attract attention," Andy has a huge grin on his face as he speaks.

"How am I going to stay quiet if you keep this up?" she whispers hoarsely as she rubs her thighs together with his hand still rubbing her clit. "I am not sure but just keep remembering what will happen if you scream and maybe that will help," he chuckles. 

He moves his hand from between her legs with a small disappointed moan from Sara before slipping it underneath her bringing his hand back up between her legs rubbing her clit from beneath and slowly pushing her bikini aside so his fingers are now rubbing her naked clit and Sara pulls herself tight against Andy pressing her head against his shoulder to try and not make a sound. As soon as his fingers touched her uncovered clit she knew her nipples were growing hard and was glad for the fact the water was high enough to cover her breasts so her nipples didn't show to all walking past. Since she was sitting in Andy's lap she couldn't really reach down to touch his penis and settled on a slow gentle rubbing of her leg against him to get him worked up and she could tell it was working as she realised she could feel the smoothness of the head of his penis peaking out of his bathers.

"Andy, I think something is slipping," she said as she continued rubbing her leg against his penis as he moans softly and suddenly shifts his fingers from rubbing her clit to slipping past her pussy lips and entering her. "Andy," she squeals from between clenched teeth as his fingers enter her and he holds still for a moment leaving his fingers inside her pussy and it sounds like he is trying to hold back a chuckle. Sara can't do anything at the moment as she is feeling such intense sensations due to the fact she is trying to hold it all inside and not being able to let it out which is something completely new to her. Andy starts to slowly thrust his fingers back and forth and moves his other hand between Sara's legs to rub her clit increasing the sensations encompassing her body and she bites gently against his shoulder.

"Now my little kitten you are really going to have to hold on," he says and she looks him in the eyes as he pulls his fingers from inside her pussy and quickly pulls his bathers aside to fully release his penis then slides his hand under her bikini but this time it isn't back to her pussy, this time his hand is rubbing her butt cheeks with the tips of his fingers running slowly across the opening of her anus.

Sara squirms in his lap as he feels her anus and can feel his penis moving between her legs from her motion and says "Are you planning what I think you are?" she manages to say, her voice breaking as she speaks.

"Oh yes I am," and he starts to press his pinky against her anus and gently eases it in a little drawing forth another stifled moan from Sara as his other hand continues to rub firmly against her clit and he looks around to see if anyone is around at the moment.

When he can see no one is watching right now he swiftly takes his hand from her clit as he lifts her effortlessly due to being immersed in water and taking his penis in hand he lowers her down onto it sliding his head inside first and holding her still as she shudders when he enters and pushes her mouth hard against his neck to keep quiet. Andy then slowly pulls her down onto his penis until he is totally inside with her sitting firmly upon his lap, both Sara and Andy feel waves of pleasure wash over them as his penis is fully buried inside her pussy and his finger partly inside her anus. Neither of them move for a while as they get used to the feelings encompassing them and as Sara slowly regains a measure of composure she whispered in his ear "So my stud, now that you have me firmly impaled on your shaft, what do you plan to do to me?"

Andy replied "Well I had sort of thought this." Andy lifted Sara slightly off his lap and thrust his finger further into her anus before beginning to slowly flex his hips, by holding Sara in place the fact he was moving could not really be noticed, his penis was moving less than an inch with each movement but the sensations it was causing inside Sara were so intense she was having trouble keeping herself quiet. He was trying to match his thrusting finger with his penis but couldn't be to hurried in his movements or it would certainly begin to show what is happening. Sara knew there was no way she could last long feeling the way she did with all the new sensations she was enjoying and wanted to make sure Andy didn't miss out, although by muted grunting coming from him she didn't think he would be far away either. Sara began to grip his penis with her pussy each time he thrust into her as well as gripping his finger with her anus and she could tell it was certainly pushing Andy further along. 

Andy rubbed her clit harder as his thrusting became slightly faster, he felt urged on by her pussy gripping him and managed a stifled "Sara I ..." but he can't finish his words before his orgasm begins pumping his seed into her depths and he pulls her down hard upon his penis forcing himself deeply into her pussy as well as pushing his finger all the way into her anus. At the sudden impaling of both her pussy and anus she lets out a yelp, her pussy gripping him even tighter as her own orgasm begins washing over her in waves and she pulls herself hard against him, burying her head into his shoulder her body shuddering as one of the most intense orgasms she has had continues.

As Sara's orgasm slowly subsides Andy hears footsteps behind him and turning to look he sees Andrew from the front counter moving quickly over to them and he thinks they are in serious trouble "Andy is Sara okay?" he asks "she looks like she suddenly started crying and I thought I should come and check on you." Andy still has his penis in Sara's pussy and his finger in her anus and knowing Andrew is standing so close but doesn't realise what is going on rekindles his excitement but manages a reply.

"We got some bad news this morning Andrew," he begins with his voice sounding broken as if from sadness "and we came down here to just try and relax but the whole emotion of it all finally caught up with her."

Andrew looked suddenly mollified saying "Oh man I am sorry take your time, hope she is okay."

"Thanks Andrew," Andy says and turns his attention back to Sara.

In a very husky voice Sara whispers in his ear "You are a naughty man aren't you sexy?" and she gripped his slightly softening penis tightly again with her pussy, "Oh going so soon my love, I think I might have to do something about that," and she began a slow rhythm of squeezing and gripping him to try and tease his penis back to life.

"That does feel good my love," and he begins slowly thrusting his finger in her anus again and lifts his hand to brush across her nipples eliciting a sudden gasp from Sara. "I think we may have to see if you are likely to have any more 'emotional episodes' from our bad news." 

Sara giggled then caught herself "Oh I had better not laugh or Andrew might get some strange ideas if I am supposed to be so sad."

"Yes that would be a good idea and since it is still a couple of hours until lunch I think you may have more than just a couple of 'episodes' between now and then," Andy says and risks a sudden hard deep thrust into Sara's pussy before going back to a slower, gentler rhythm.

Sara gasps and leans back into Andy's shoulder "I think another 'crying episode' could be on its way soon lover, will you comfort me?" she asks in an almost girlish voice.

"Of course my little kitten I will give you all the 'comfort' you desire," he says softly as he kisses cheek.

Andy 'comforted' Sara a number of times after that before they finally decided it was time to head home for some 'comfort' that would allow Sara to let her emotion out as loud as she wanted.



At the Pool



Anne is amazing.

It was hot. July is always hot. Work was finally done for the week. 5:00pm on a Friday - quittin' time. Chris, my old friend from college, was in town for the week visiting his parents and I was ready to head to our pool and drink some beers. Joe, a friend of mine who also knew Chris, was going to meet us at my house. Men, beer, pool. What could be better?

I hurried home to open the pool and clean it up before the guys came over. I saw my wife Anne's car in the garage, but when I walked through the house to get changed, I didn't see her anywhere. I put on my swim suit and hoped she had already taken care of the pool. I grabbed a brewski out of the fridge, enjoyed the sound of the bottle opening signaling the start of a weekend, and allowed myself one quick swig before heading out to the pool. 

Instead of seeing a pristine pool all set up for entertaining, I saw a pool with the cover still on, uncleaned, and no patio furniture set up. But I did see my gorgeous wife tanning on a patio lounger. She was wearing a tiny black bikini. Well half of one anyway. My wife loves to lay out and is a bit of an exhibitionist. There weren't too many neighbors who can see the pool area, and if they haven't complained about her nudity by now, they weren't going to. Her top was sitting on the table next to her chair along with a half finished margarita. Normally, I love just taking her in, and then offering my services to oil up her long, thin, body, but right now I was perturbed that the place was a mess and I had friends coming over. 

Sure she works hard and is a great wife, but you know those days when you really were hoping someone would have something done and not only isn't it done, but they are being lazy and taking care of themselves first? That was today. No, I didn't ask her to do it, so I guess it was my fault, but still...

I started grumpily hurring to get things ready while she laid there. 

"Hi, honey," she said not realizing I was grumpy

"Hi," I said shortly.

"Want some help?" She asked

Of course I did, but when I am grumpy I like to bear my crosses. 

"No, I'm fine." 

She knows me well enough to know I'm going to be grumpy either way so she didn't say anything and just let me be me. I pushed around furniture, uncovered the pool, opened the cabana, checked the chlorine and started sweeping the pool. I heard the car pull in out front and knew Chris was here. 

"Honey, can you cover up, get Chris a beer, and bring him around back while I clean the pool.?"

"Sure." I could tell she was a little annoyed at my attitude. And my wife retaliates in... different ways than most. 

She put her top back on but didn't bother with anything else. I did smile a little to myself imagining Chris' face when he opened the door and saw my glistening wife in nothing but a bikini. Sure beats the hell out of a friendly "welcome" mat. Chris had met Anne a couple times before, but they didn't know each other that well.

Anne and I like to fantasize while we are having sex about bringing another person, or persons, into our sex life to help get our motors running, but it had never really been suggested seriously. So I figured she would show off a little and then tease me later in bed. When Anne gets excited, she likes to be fucked. Hard. And she knows nothing gets her fucked harder than talking about other guys in bed. "Oh, I bet Chris has a big dick. I bet he could make me cum hard."

Yeah, its a little twisted, but I have never met another girl who is as enthusiastic and energetic about sex as Anne. I've never met a girl who is as turned on by the same sick and perverted fantasies as me. Right down to the completely male-dominant "Call her a slut and and a whore and make her beg to suck my dick or get fucked in the ass." Simply incredible. 

I waited a few seconds, enjoying my imagination of what was happening inside the house. Eventually Anne appeared with Chris in tow. She was strutting confidently, obviously having picked up on the fact she was turning Chris on with every step. I could tell when he walked out that he was trying not to stare at the ass wiggling in front of him. 

"Jake!" Chris yelled out to me.

I yelled back and he walked over to where I was, leaving Anne to return to her perch. We clinked beer bottles in a mini celebration. I was still fishing leaves out of the pool and talking to Chris when Anne started to whine.

"Honey, will you oil my back when you are done."

"Oh, I have to clean all the pool and then take care of you too?"

"Puh-lease" she said in a very fake pouty voice. I looked over and noticed she was lying on her stomach with her top undone. The sun, while still up, was losing intensity... she didn't need any oil. She was daring me. And I don't get pushed around.

"I'm busy. I'm busy because you wouldn't help me. Maybe if you beg Chris you will have better luck."

"Chrissy...." she said in a pleading voice. 

"um..." Chris replied unsure of what to do. 

He looked at me and I gave him a nod and a smile. Hey, if it saves me time, right? Ok, so maybe I just didn't want to back down to Anne. And maybe I was turned on by the thought of another man getting excited by my wife. And maybe, just maybe I liked the idea of my wife getting pleasure... a little "strange" as the kids say. Besides, she would tease him for awhile, maybe show some tit, and then send Chris home with a case of blue balls while I fucked her hard for being such a bad girl. Win-win, right?

Chris made his way over to where Anne was sunning herself and waited for instruction, clearly hesitant about exactly what he was going to do.

I pretended to completely ignore them. I wouldn't show one bit of jealousy, not to Anne. I was going to pretend like I was completely unaffected. At this rate, I was going to have the cleanest pool in history.

"Chris, lets go, I'll burn. Put the lotion on my back and rub it in. 

Chris sat down on the edge of the lounger and started squirting tanning oil on her back. His hands started rubbing the warm oil onto her already bronze skin. First tentatively, but with a little verbal encouragement from Anne, he started doing it properly. 

"That feels really good Chris... make sure you get everywhere"

Even from where I was, I could hear the emphasis. I felt the beginnings of an erection in my suit. I'm sure Chris was fighting a much worse situation. I couldn't see where his hands were, but Anne made sure he, and I, knew just how good it felt. 

I didn't want to hurry my cleaning, but I made my way around the corner of the pool so I could have a better angle. Making sure to never get caught by Anne while watching her little show. His hands were on the backs of her thighs now, and Anne was spreading her legs to encourage him to go even further inward.

She was moaning openly now, not hiding her pleasure. 

Chris suddenly stopped. I think he realized this was going too far... at least for most normal couples. "I think that's enough for now Anne," he said.

Anne pleaded "noo...."

She gave me a pouty face knowing she needed my help. I love when she needs something from me. I've learned over the years that Anne always enthusiastically pays me back for my little favors.

"Chris," I said loudly. "Don't start something you aren't going to finish. If you want more free beer you are going to have to earn it." 

My tone was playful and Chris didn't need any more reassuring to know he wasn't crossing any lines with a good friend. Don't you love a good friend?

At this point, Anne voluntarily flipped over, not bothering to hide her tits. She has the most amazing little perky tits you have ever seen. Tight, proportional, and my god when she walks right they bounce perfectly. On top of that, she has pencil erasers for nipples that stick out really far when she is excited. I have no idea how many guys love that kind of thing, and frankly I don't care - they excite the hell out of me every time I see them. 

Anne motioned to her tits with her eyes and Chris' hands went right for them. She moaned while he massaged her tits. Any pretense of UV protection was gone. If it had been high noon my poor wife wife would be burned head to toe except for two extremely white, hand print shaped spots on her tits. 

"Honey, Chris has been such a good sport. Do you mind if I pay him back? Something... special?"

Ah the special. While Chris was probably expecting a massage in return, I knew just what she meant. My wife gives the best blow job I have ever had. She loves cock. In her mouth. I love hearing her stories of all the guys that she sucked off before she met me. How she spent time figuring out how to position her body, how to moan, how to lick and suck balls, the head, the shaft. How to deep throat. Amazing. She sucks my cock at least once a day. Whether I want it or not. At first I loved it. Then I started feeling guilty for taking advantage of how much time her head spent on my dick. I told her about it once and she started crying, claiming she was worried she wasn't good at it. My jaw almost fell off my face that day. Since that conversation, I don't think there has been a Saturday where I haven't been waken up by the feeling of my cock in her warm, wet, mouth.

Anyway, as soon as she said "special" I almost spit the beer out of my mouth. Damnit, she saw that. She loves getting a rise out of me, especially when I am determined to act nonchalant. I recovered quickly, but I could see the twinkle in her eye as she celebrated a little victory in her head. I had to retaliate. Go big or go home.

"Well if you don't care that Chris finds out what a cock-sucking little slut you are, then do whatever you want. What do I care?"

The air was sucked out of everyone's lungs. I could tell poor Chris thought he had just wrecked our marriage. Meanwhile, the look on Anne's face was priceless. Total shock. I have probably called her worse than that on weekly basis during our romps in the bedroom, but I have never used that kind of language about her in front of anyone else. I guess it's a day for firsts.

The look on Anne's face slowly turned from shock to smiling at the challenge I just issued. Whenever I see that smile... Well, lets just say Chris was about to get the blow job of his life - even if Anne had to tie him down to give it to him. 

"Chris, stand up"

"Um, I dunno..."

"Chris, shut up and do what I say."

"Jake?"

"Chris, shut up and do what she says."

Chris may still have been a little tentative, but Anne was not. She ripped into his belt buckle like a possessed woman. It took her a few seconds of fumbling to get his fly opened, which made me laugh, and I knew made her mad as hell. Finally, Chris' cock sprang into view. It was smaller than mine, which actually made me a little disappointed. I would have loved to watch Anne choke herself on a huge cock. But if Chris lacked in size, he made up for it by being obviously and painfully, rock hard. Poor guy. Anne grabbed a hold of his shaft and looked at it with lust. Then she looked directly into my eyes with a wildly defiant and sexy look, and put her tongue against the base of his cock on the underside. Anne has told me her favorite thing to do is feel the ridge that runs from the base to the head of the cock with her tongue. Seriously - I don't know what planet this woman came from, but she is amazing. 

I watched as she explored the underside of my friend's dick with her tongue - all while staring directly in my eyes. I don't know if I have ever loved my wife more.

When her tongue got to the head, she licked his slit clean of a large drop of pre cum. She took a minute to fully appreciate the taste of new semen. 

"hm... mmm.. Chris, your cum tastes really good. Will you make sure you get as much in my mouth as possible when you are done fucking my face?"

She was in total slut mode now. Chris was stunned. I was in heaven. Anne was in her element. 

She easily slid Chris' cock into her mouth. Slowly sucking it back out, moaning softly. Anne has known for years just how I like my dick sucked and I watched with an impressed awe as she quickly explored her new piece of flesh. Sucking slow, fast, hard, soft. Licking here. kissing there. Finding out what produced reactions she liked, and what produced reactions she didn't like. She made sure to slowly slide her fist up and down on his dick, jerking him off, as she began to caress his balls with her tongue. 

Before I met Anne I always considered having my balls licked and sucked an optional extra. I liked it, hell, I loved it, but until you have had a woman who craves having balls in her mouth do it, you don't have a clue. In fact, after Anne and I would finish fucking the hell out of each other she always made it a point to lick and suck my balls in an amazing, loving way that completely disabled me from moving. Total paralysis. Heaven. 

After having properly paid attention to his balls for awhile, she returned to the main event. Around this point, I realized she had spent most of her time looking at me. I loved it. It was amazing. But it donned on me that we were being poor hosts. 

"Honey, don't you think you should at least look into the pair of eyes attached to that cock you are sucking once in awhile? He is our guest."

Enough said. As she stared up into Chris's eyes I found myself wondering what it feels like to fuck the mouth of your best friend's wife while she intently stared back at you. Thinking about that actually made my cock harder. 

And right about then is when I heard a voice from behind me say, "hoooolllyyyy shit."

Joe had arrived. 

My plan, if there ever was one, was to let Chris ogle over Anne for a little while and then have things return to normal by the time Joe showed up. Kinda forgot about that part. I froze. Joe froze. Chris froze. 

Anne never skipped a beat. 

"Hi Joe!" she mumbled never taking Chris' cock out of her mouth. 

Chris, embarrassed, tried to pull away. Anne was having none of that. She grabbed Chris by the balls and dug her nails in just enough to let him know she meant business. She literally pulled him all the way back into her mouth by his nuts. Good times!

In a voice that was completely unintelligible to anyone else who hadn't spent years ordering Anne to talk "with her mouthful" as I liked to put it, Anne told me to quit being rude and get Joe a beer.

"I guess she's not stopping. You thirsty Joe?"

Where Chris was shy, Joe was not. "Hell yeah! Damn, I've never seen girl suck cock like that outside of some crazy Internet porn shit!"

Joe was a little crude, but it was part of his charm. Joe and I had been drunk enough where I may have mentioned that my Anne was the best little cock sucker I've ever known. I could tell whenever I mentioned Anne and sex, he was always more than happy to listen. 

I got Joe a beer while he plopped down even closer than I had been to the action.

"Suck that cock, girl!" He egged Anne on.

"Anne, tell him what you are." I ordered

"I'm a whore" she mumbled onto Chris' dick.

"Shit! You weren't kidding! She is a real piece of ass buddy!" Joe said enthusiastically. "Can I get in on that when she is done with Chris?"

"Sure..." I started to say. But Anne cut me off.

"Why wait? Drop your pants and show this slutty mouth what you got."

"Oh lord" I thought. If this stops with blow jobs I'll be surprised. 

Before long Anne was sitting on the end of the lounger with a cock on either side of her. Furiously going back and forth, trying to be fair to each piece of meat. 

After a few minutes of of that, I could tell she was getting frusterated.

"Anne, if you are such a whore, why is it that you are only sucking cock?"

It was time. 

Anne had probably been begging me in her head the whole time to give her permission.

She pushed Chris down onto the lounger in the reclined position and attacked his cock with her mouth on all fours. She made sure to lift her ass high in the air as she pulled the strings of her bikini bottom, letting it slowly fall away. A big smile came over Joe as he got a look at her bare, wet pussy which was wagging itself at his cock.

Joe made a move for it, stopped, and turned to me.

"You sure?" he asked as a last warning.

"Make me proud, buddy. Fuck that slut."

"hell yeah!" he said. 

In seconds he was in position and his cock was pressing at her pussy lips. 

"holy shit this pussy is wet!" joe exclaimed. "She must really get off on sucking dick!" 

"Joe," I said, "you have no idea."

Joe pushed his way in with a slow, long thrust. The moan coming from Anne's mouth was gutteral. Her moaning on Chris' dick made Chris moan. 

"Yeah ha ha ha ha." Joe said as his dick plunged all the way into her. I had the perfect angle to see her pussy lips enveloping Joe's cock as he plunged into her. 

Joe started in on her pussy nice and slow. Even, rythmic strokes. "Damn, your lady feels good!" he said to me. 

"Trust me, you don't need to tell me."

After a few minutes, Anne started getting impatient. Her mouth popped off Chris' dick and she looked back at Joe and said "is that all you have? Fuck me like a man and make me gag on your friends big cock!"

I could see the surprise in Joe's face as he realized she meant business. This was a challenge Joe accepted readily. He hoisted her ass up higher with his hand, practically pulling her knees off of the chair and into the air. In this position his thrusts were more directed at Chris' dick. After a couple test pumps, Joe began to jam his dick harder into Anne's little pussy. The sounds were so wet I could practically taste her cum from 10 feet away. Joe made sure that each thrust jammed Anne down hard on Chris' dick. Anne had a hold of Chris' cock at the base and her mouth was slamming down onto her own hand as Chris began to time his smaller thrusts so he was getting his cock as far down Anne's throat as possible.

On one end, Joe's cock noisly slapped into Anne's wet pussy with every thrust. On the other, Anne grunted onto Chris' dick with each thrust. Chris, having been paid more attention thus far, couldn't hold out any longer. I saw his eyes roll back and his head point skyward. I couldn't see it, but I could tell he began shooting thick wads of cum into my wife's mouth. I could tell from the excitement in her face the exact moment the first taste of cum flooded her mouth. 

She expertly milked Chris of all his cum while Joe continued his assault on her cunt. Anne's face looked a little funny as she slowly slid Chris' dick out of her mouth. It took me a minute to realize what she was doing. It was a little game she liked to play with me that she was now going to share with Chris.

She reached back to slow down Joe. Then she let Chris' dick slide out of her mouth. After a quick minute to position herself, she opened her mouth to show Chris the load of cum he had just deposited into her. It took Chris a minute to come to his senses and realize what was going on. "Dude... awesome..."

"What?" Joe asked.

"She still has all my cum in her mouth. What a slut!"

"Is she waiting to spit?"

Thats when I chimed in. "She won't swallow until she has Chris' permission."

Their heads both turned to me in slight disbelief. I could tell they were so focused on the horny slut between them they had forgotten her husband was sitting neadby. 

I smiled. "Its a thing I taught her... never swallow without permission from the uh... owner."

A big smile came over Chris' face as he realized his power. 

"Sweet." he remarked. "You may swallow, you little whore."

Anne took a big swallow and then gave a refreshing "aahhhh" like she had just taken a big swig of coke. "Your cum is delicious, Chris, you can shoot a load in my mouth anytime!" 

Chris was pretty floored. Having cum he was still a little dazed. Anne still held Joe to a slow pace while she lovingly licked his softening cock clean and gave his balls the once over as a little finale.




At the Pool



After a few more seconds Chris realized he didn't have a lot more to contribute and started feeling a little third-wheelish. He extricated himself from the lounger, awkwardly pulled up his pants, and plopped down in the chair next to me to finish his beer and watch the rest of the show. 

Anne, having lost one of her two play-things, turned her attention solely on Joe. She pulled off of him and laid her back on the lounger. "Fuck me like you mean it you pussy." She growled angrily. Joe was only too happy to comply. 

He started fucking her savagely. Anne's breath was ragged. Between Joe bottoming out furiously in her pussy and her hyper active state, she began to lose all control. I saw her eyes shut tight and her mouth opened forming a silent yell. Her body shuddered as Joe began to lose steam. She reached up and pulled him into her as she lost herself in a massive orgasm. I saw her nails dig in and her body buck against him involuntarily. 

After a few seconds color started to return to her face and she and Joe seperated a little, his dick still fully in her. "Thank you" she whispered quietly to him. 

After she regained control of her breathing, she told him to stand up in front of her. He looked a little hurt with a face that said "Why do I have to take my cock out of you?" 

Realizing he wasn't sure if it was a good idea, she said "Don't worry, big boy, I'll make it worth your while."

He pulled out of her, causing them both to gasp a little, and then stood at the edge of the lounger. His dick still hard and red, now dripping with her cum. She moved her head under his dick a little so she could start cleaning him. The amount of cum on his dick from her pussy was so much that it caused a white ring to form at the base. She made sure that both Joe and I could also see as she slowly licked her own cum into her mouth. "Mmmmm" she cooed. "Almost as good as Chris'!"

She carefully licked every inch of his cock, his balls, and any skin which might have a hint of taste of her own cunt. "I love the taste of pussy." She announced knowing how much it turned all of us on. 

After satisfying her need to clean Joe's cock, she began to suck in earnest. At first gauging the length and width to make sure she could deep throat him, and then once she was sure, she plunged her head all the way down. It was a hell of an effort but it came up half an inch short.

"Shit..." mumbled Joe, amazed at how far she swallowed his member. "This girl can blow."

After a few more unsuccessful attempts to swallow all of him, Anne pulled off. Her spit was every where. It was covering his cock, her lips, with a few thin strands of her saliva stringing from the tip of his dick to her mouth. 

"Are you just gonna watch or are you gonna help me get your cock down my throat?" Anne asked very matter-of-factly. 

She then proceeded to stuff most of his cock back in her mouth, grab one of Joe's hands, put it on the back of her head, and shoved her face forward again. Joe immediately got the idea. He began fucking himself with my wife's head. It was awesome to watch. After a few tentative pushes, Joe realized he wasn't going to break Anne and shoved her head down so hard the last reamaining half inch of his cock disappeared from view.

Anne made a choking noise and Joe immediately pulled out. 

"Don't stop you stupid fuck." She said angrily. 

Joe grabbed her head, more roughly, and began fucking her throat. Not just with short strides, but long hard strides. Making her take his entire length again and again and again. I was worried one of the neighbors would hear and call the Heimlich patrol for all the gagging noises my wife was making. 

Joe couldn't take much of this kind of treatment. "I'm gonna cum" he said in a breathy voice, trying to hold on a few more seconds. 

I'm not sure if he expected it, but Anne pulled her head off his dick and grabbed him firmly with her hand and began pumping his cock for all he was worth. Joe held her head knowing right where he was about to launch his sperm. Chris and I had front row seats. 

When the first small rope of cum squirted out of Joe dick, I almost came in my swimming trunks. It landed on Anne's chin. She tried to lean forward to catch it in her mouth but he held her head steady. His second blast, and I do mean blast, left a string of cum from her mouth to her forehead with a little bit landing in her mouth. She moaned loudly and desperately. I don't think I have ever seen my wife that excited in her life. She really does love the taste of cum, its one of her best features, and she is always anxious to get her mouth on my dick. But I could tell she had never wanted anything more badly than to have a mouth full of Joe's semen. 

And he held her head fast, choosing to make her face a mess instead. The third and fourth blasts coated her face as well and at that point Joe started to lose his will power. He let go of her head and her mouth immediately clamped down on his dick, desperate not to waste another drop. I don't know how much more he came but she sucked his cock for what seemed like an eternity, milking every drop out him she could. I was half surprised she didn't suck his balls through his dick, she went at him so hard. 

Me, I can't stand to have my dick sucked that hard after I cum, but Joe apparently loved it. He moaned louder and louder the more she sucked. Finally he started to calm down and she pulled off. 

She already had a mouth full of cum but as soon as her hands were free she started using a finger to push the cum on her face towards her overflowing mouth. It was gorgeous. She greedily put a show on for the three of us, Joe still standing there with his dick in his hand recovering from his orgasm. 

After deciding she had cleaned enough cum, she pushed her mouth forward and opened as wide as she could without spilling any to show us all the huge amount of cum Joe had deposited in her mouth. 

Joe looked at her evily and said "Waiting for my permission?"

"mmm hmmm," Anne affirmed without spilling a drop.

"Good." he said and walked over to the open lounger, sat down still naked, put his feet up and grabbed a beer. "she can wait a minute."

Anne happily sat there, fighting a smile, faithfully holding a pool of cum in her mouth while Joe smiled and drank his beer. After about a minute, Joe was satisfied and said "You may swallow."

Anne happily gulped down his sticky cum as she did with Chris'. 

Anne sat there and said "what now boys?"

I had seen enough. It was my turn.

"Why don't you come suck my dick, sweetie." I said, expecting no reply seeing as how Anne was in "full slut" mode. 

"Excuse me?" She said in a snotty voice. 

"You heard me whore, come suck my cock."

"Sorry. When I wanted help, you threw me to your friends, who know how to take care of a girl, and ignored me. That's a loser move. And I dont fuck losers."

"From what I can see, you'll fuck anything with a dick... and probably a cunt too."

"Anything that's not you"

I could tell she wanted to fight. And the guys were getting a rise out of this. I knew what I had to do.

"Sorry you guys are gonna have to witness this... ok, not that sorry."

I walked over to where Anne was sitting. She looked up at me with a defiant smile and said, "Can I help you?"

"Yes, but I don't think you will."

And with that I grabbed her hair. After seeing how she had taunted my friends I knew she was in a mood. And I was about to finish her off.

I dragged her by hair as she fought furiously, but to no avail, over to the cabana table. She struggled for footing and couldn't tell where she was being dragged. She didn't outright yell - I knew she wouldn't. When I reached my destination I pushed her head over top of the bar so she was bent in half. 

She fought me with everything she had. And when she fights, she plays for keeps. It took a couple years of her "training" me as she would say, to get me to fight fire with fire. It used to be that I would try and force her, but not wanting to resort to hurting her, I would give up and beg. Not anymore. Not today. 

I pushed the small of her back down hard so the air pushed out of her lungs. I pushed her over the bar farther so it felt like I was going to let her fall forward and she had to reach out with her hands to brace herself. With her feet off the ground and unable to get any traction, and her arms busy keeping herself from taking a header into the cement on the far side of the cabana, I pulled my shorts down and let my cock spring free, pointing directly towards its destination. I thrust forward. Betwen her freshly fucked pussy and my pre cum, it split her pussy lips on the first try. After a couple thrusts I had reached my destination -- balls deep.

Now that I had my cock in her, I grabbed her arms and put her in what amounted to a full nelson. Just before I started my final assault I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, so that only she could hear me, "I love you."

She moaned a moan I can't describe other than to say I knew right then and there she loved me and I was fulfilling one of her wildest fantasies. And then I began to fuck.

This wasn't making love. This wasn't sex. This wasn't even fucking. This was a punishment. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. She couldn't control her self. She couldn't move. She could just lay there and take my dick any way I wanted to give it to her. 

Now normally I would love to tell you how long I like to hold out for my first orgasm. Extending the time we get to fuck before I blow my load and end the festivities. But after my wife fucking and sucking two of my best friends, then calling me a loser and forcing me to resort to violence to get my dick in her while my friends watched, I was unable to control myself. 

My thighs and stomach were burning I was pumping so fast. My shoulders ached. I didn't care. I was almost there and there was no turning back now. I felt my orgasm start from what felt like miles away. Gaining steam as it built. When I felt the first spasm hit my dick it was all I could to not shout so loud the neighbors would call the cops (assuming they hadn't already.)

I tensed and and moaned shortly. That sent Anne over the edge. She clenched her pussy on my already cumming dick. If I could pick a moment in this life to relive before I die, it would be that moment. 

I think I blacked out a little. I thrust my cock deep in her as I came, splashing my cum on the inside of her pussy walls. I gasped with each shot. She shook violently underneath me as she exploded her way through her own orgasm. I let go of her, knowing she couldn't do anything now, anyway. 

Normally I would have laid on top of her until I passed out, but between my male ego and my sense of showmanship, I pulled myself together. I stood up, pulled my dick out of my wife and slapped her on the ass. I heard a little cheer go up from the peanut gallery. Then I walked to the other side of the bar where her head was and stuffed what was left of my shrinking dick into her mouth. 

"I told you to suck my dick, didn't I?"

She didn't say a thing. She couldn't even pick her eyes up to look at me. She just sucked for a few seconds to clean her cum off of me. 

I didn't want to let her enjoy it too much so I pulled out of her mouth and wiped my dick on her face as one last show of "male dominance" (which for whatever reason she claims she loves) and walked back over to the fridge. 

"Anne, when you are done recovering, you have one last slutty trick to show my friends, and I know you know what I'm talking about."

I handed the guys a new beer and sat down.

"Jake, you weren't kidding when you said your wife is an amazing fuck."

"I wouldn't lie about something like that, would I?"

"Aren't you the one who always says never let the facts get in the way of a good story?"

"Ok, so maybe I would lie. But with this girl, I don't need to."

About that time Anne slipped back off the cabana bar onto wobbly legs and walked over towards us.

"Watch this..." I said to the guys.

When she got over to us she spread her legs and started fingering her cunt. My cum ran down on to her fingers. Then she took her fingers and sucked them into her mouth. Two jaws dropped in disbelief. Mine just curled into a wonderful smile.

After a few more trips to her cunt, she had finally cleaned all of my cum out of her pussy and swallowed every drop. "I can't remember the last time Jake blew a load I didn't eventualy eat. You two boys have great tasting cum that I would eat anytime, but you still aren't as tasty as Jake!"

With that she kissed all three of us goodnight and headed for the shower. 

After a few more beers with some amazed friends, we all said goodnight as I sent Joe and Chris home. I covered the pool, threw away empty bottles and headed for bed.

When I got to the bedroom Anne was already under the covers with the lights turned out. I tried to slip into bed silently, but she always wakes up. I started to say something to her but she put a finger over my mouth. She slid down my body and I think I heard her say "thank you" before she put my soft cock in her mouth. 

I laid back into the pillows wondering if I would cum first or fall asleep. Worst case scenario? She'd pick up where she left off in the morning. 

Did I tell you Anne was Amazing? 



At the Pool



It's another hot sunny day, as you lay by the side of the pool in nothing but your hot little pink bikini. Your eyes closed and covered by sunglasses relaxing, the warm summer breeze blowing against your firm hot body keeping you warm yet cool.

Everyone must be out for the day, as you seem to be the only person there. Slowly sliding onto your stomach, you reach back to undo your bikini top to make sure you do not get tan lines. You slide your bikini off from under you to free your firm breasts, resting your head down onto the lounger, letting out a soft sigh of relief.

You slowly close your eyes, enjoying the peaceful silence, the only sound being that of the water in the pool, which only seems to relax you even more as you drift off slowly into a world of your own. Just then a gate creaks open and slams shut, you lift your head up to see me standing there, clad in nothing but a pair of tight fitting shorts.

I look up to see you lying there looking at me, I give you a polite smile and a little wave before walking over to a sun lounger a few feet away from you. Dropping my towel and such onto the lounger, I slide my feet from the sandals on my feet and make my way over to the pool, before quickly diving in.

My body hits the water, the cool feeling now covering my body feels almost soothing after being in the heat all morning, the image of you lying there completely topless causes the all too familiar feeling in my shorts as I swim to the other side of the pool. I make sure to stay under water, until I reach my destination. 

You squeal slightly, as a splash of cool water from the pool splashes down against your bare back from me jumping in, you laugh slightly as you turn around just enough to see me appear on the opposite side of the pool, my back resting against the cool hard wall as our eyes suddenly meet. But then you turn back round, resting your head back down as you know I am watching you, your tight little ass shown perfectly by your tight little bikini bottoms.

A thought pops into my head and I smile as I slowly walk back across the pool, trying not to make any noise as I get closer and closer. I finally reach the side and climb out, water dripping off my muscular body, I walk over to your lounger and stand above you, my shadow covering your back, causing you to quickly turn, forgetting you are topless for a second as you look up at me.

I get a quick glimpse of your firm bare breast, your nipples already hard, as you look up at me.

"Hi, I'm Tony. I couldn't help but notice you missed your back with the lotion and just thought I would offer to do it for you. Don't want such a good looking lady to get sunburn now do we." I say, with a slight smile on my face as I reach over for the lotion.

You think for a moment, your eyes wandering down my body, until finally reaching the obvious bulge in my shorts. "Um, yeah OK. Thank you, just don't try anything." You laugh, turning your head to the side and resting your head on your arms.

With the bottle in one hand, I squirt a generous amount into the other, as my eyes wander down your back to that tight firm ass. Once i put the bottle back down, I rub my hands together before reaching down and cupping your warm soft shoulders and slowly but surely massage the lotion into your skin. 

A soft moan escapes your lips, unsure if it was due to the cold lotion on your warm skin, or from feeling my hands almost expertly work your shoulders applying just the right amount of pressure as I rub it into you. As you open your eyes and look aside, you notice the thick bulge seems to have grown even more.

My hands slowly begin to rub up and down your back, using the palm of my hands to apply some pressure, helping to not only rub the lotion in but also to massage and help you relax which seems to be working. Once again my eyes working their way up and down your body, noticing your legs seem to have opened slightly. 

I finally reach the top of your bikini bottom clad ass, as I smile and slide my fingers under them to rub the lotion into your firm tight little ass cheeks, squeezing slightly expecting you to jump up and try and stop me. But instead you groan and moan quietly, which edges me on as I begin to squeeze your ass a little more, I lean down and softly press my lips against your soft neck, as you use one hand to brush your hair out of the way. 

Your mind now racing, the feeling of a strangers hands squeezing and cupping your bare ass under your bikini, as he now kisses your neck sending a mixture of feelings to over-come you. A mixture of surprise, shock and wonder as well as pleasure, relaxation and what could only be described as want.

Almost as if reading your mind, I quickly undo the sides of your bikini and slide it down between your parted legs. I then softly slide my hand between your firm thighs, feeling the heat emanating from your hot, tight, exposed pussy lips. Using my fingers to softly brush against your lips, I continue to kiss your neck, gently grinding the tips of my teeth against your skin.

Softly running my teeth against your neck, kissing and sucking simultaneously as my fingers continue to caress your hot tight pussy lips, as my other hand stops squeezing and spanking your tight firm bare ass, and softly begins to caress up and down your oiled back. Finally reaching around and cupping one of your big firm bare breasts as the palm grinds against your hard nipple.

Another soft groan escapes your lips, as this total stranger fondles your breasts and pussy almost expertly. You open your eyes, you look toward me, only to see the big thick growing bulge pushing against my tight shorts. You reach out your hand, and softly run the tips of your soft fingers against the thick bulge, as you run them up and down you feel it twitch slightly and a groan from my throat.

With a smile on your face, you slide your hand up to the waistband of my shorts, slowly sliding your fingers in and pulling down slowly until the head of my cock pops out of the top. You giggle with delight as you see the thick purple head of my cock, slowly pulling my shorts lower and lower exposing more and more, until finally it flops out and slaps against your warm soft hand. 

I return the favour, by pushing the tip of my middle finger between your hot tight pussy lips, slowly rubbing up and down and with each stroke pushing more and more. "OH, yes!" Is your response, surprised at your verbal reaction as my finger invades your most sensitive private area deeper and deeper. By now it is obvious you are excited, as your juices run down my finger and drip onto the sponge of the wooden lounger.

Your warm soft hand slowly wraps around my thick, rock hard shaft as you're slightly surprised at how thick it is, as you hear another throaty groan escape from my mouth. As you slowly begin stroking your hand up and down my shaft, my finger finally pushes all the way up to my knuckle, almost lifting your hips off the lounger as you groan loudly. As my other hand still cupping your firm breast, squeezing and massaging your soft firm flesh, as your nipple flicks between my fingers sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through your entire body, each ending up in your pussy and clit. 

"God, you're so tight and wet. I love it." I smile, slowly circling my finger around inside your hot tight velvety pussy with each inward push as i slowly pick up the pace.

I feel your hand slowly squeezing and pulling me forward, after a few steps i groan as the tip of your tongue flicks out against the throbbing head of my cock. Looking down to see you staring up at me, a mix of lust and pleasure showing in your eyes and the smile on your lips, without a word your head lunges forward and engulfs the tip of my dick. You almost immediately clamp your warm, soft and tender lips around my cock as your tongue continues to assault and taste its head. As you flick the tip, you smile slightly as you taste the pre-cum drip from the little hole. 

I feel you slowly begin to swallow my thick hard shaft deeper and deeper, while your tongue continues to caress every vein, every inch of it while my fingers work your deliciously wet and tight love canal. Our bodies building up a slow thrusting rhythm, your hips thrusting up to meet my fingers, forcing them deeper still inside you, as I thrust my hips back and forth feeding you more of my cock.

Once you reach the hilt of my cock, my balls resting against your chin and the head of my dick firmly resting in your throat. You do something I have never felt before, you begin to use your throat muscles to massage and practically milk my cock head, causing me to throw my head back and groan loudly enough to hear it echo around the pool. You seem to take this as a sign, slowly moving your head back enough so that the tip rest against your hot talented tongue, before thrusting back forward and swallowing it once again.

.Just as you begin working up a speed, I throw my leg over the other side over your head and standing above you, you realise what I am doing as I am now standing directly above your head, moving my hand momentarily from your breast just long enough to adjust the back of the lounger down as flat as it can go. All the while my fingers continue to drill your pussy, feeling your tunnel squeeze and convulse around them, knowing you are close to the first climax of the day, and the way you suck and milk my cock bringing mine closer as well. 

With a smile on my face, I bend over low enough so you can feel my hot breath against your sensitive throbbing clit, teasingly planting a single kiss with my lips onto it, which seems to cause your entire body to shudder. Then with a slight chuckle, I quickly clamp my lips around your sensitive clit, softly sucking it as my lips create as much of an air tight seal as they can, my tongue softly circling the tip around your clit. Each flick and rub of my lips and tongue causing you to shudder in pure ecstasy, as you begin to wildly devour my cock, not even slowing down as it penetrates your throat, seeming all too eager to get this stranger off as much as he seems to be to make you climax.

And he seems to be succeeding, as your climax suddenly begins to take over your body, rushing like a never ending burning fire through every nerve in your body. Every inch of you alight with pleasure until finally, you throw your head back, arching your back, as you groan around my thick hard cock sending vibrations through my shaft, as you feel yourself cum so hard it feels like you're actually squirting into my hungry mouth as I continue my oral assault on your pussy.

Just as your climax reaches its very peak, you choke surprisingly as I push my thick hard cock deep into your throat, before the first thick jet of creamy cum shoots and coats your throat, forcing you to swallow it. Hearing grunt after grunt with each jet, feeling my cock pulse and seemingly grow even thicker as I shoot load upon never-ending load right down into your willing throat, You place your hands on my thighs, and slowly push me upward as you feel my cock slip from your throat, you groan feeling it continue to spurt cum into your wide open mouth as you continue to suck as much as you can, occasionally stopping to swallow.

Once both our climaxes have died down, you feel me retract my tongue and cock from your body, as you lay there gasping for breath with your hands resting on your heaving breasts. You look up at me and then down, shocked to see my cock is still rock hard and ready for more, as I wrap my hand around my shaft you see a wicked smile on my face as I walk to the foot of the lounger. I place both hands onto your soft hips, before slowly sliding you down, until your ass is resting against the very bottom of the lounger, you squeal with surprise as you feel me pushing my way between your thighs.

"I have been waiting to do this since I saw you sunbathing naked the other day on your deck." You hear me say with a slight growl of enjoyment in my voice. 

"I thought I saw someone watching me, you naughty boy." Is your reply, as you reach down and use 2 fingers to slowly spread your tight hot throbbing lips as your eyes lock onto the thick hard cock which is now inches away from your spread pussy lips. "Now, are we going to talk all day, or are you going to show me what else you can do with that big dick of yours?"

We both smile at one another knowing full well what is about to happen I slide forward, until the tip of my dick is resting between your spread lips. With a groan from your lips as I slowly push the head into you, I lean down and kiss you with a fierce yet loving passion.

A groan escapes both our lips as my cock finally penetrates your hot, tight pussy. I can feel you squeeze and slowly stretch around me, with each thick raw inch pushing deeper and deeper.

You grab your legs and slowly lift them into the air, before resting them over my shoulders as you groan.

You know it is wrong to do this in such a place where anyone could see ups, but the feeling of being filled slowly deeper, and stretched more than ever before drives your body wild with lust for more. As you dig your nails into my shoulders, you feel me leaning down, and wrapping my lips around your nipple, forcing your leg against your heaving breasts.

"FUCK, you're so damn tight baby. I fucking love it." I grunt as I finally push myself balls deep inside you and holding it there.

With the final deep thrust your head is thrown back, a loud almost screaming groan emitting from your mouth as you feel the tip of my dick pushing against your cervix. Your pussy now so full and stretched, a feeling never felt with any other man, and yet you still feel the need for more, to feel this young man's balls empty deep inside you.

"Oh, god yes please, fuck me. I need to feel you fuck me right now." You groan as I slowly begin pushing back and forth, each time pulling out to the tip and back up against your cervix

Feeling your pussy filled to the hilt with this strangers thick, raw cock as you grind your hips up and down. You can already feel a climax building more and more, like an out of control fire as you groan, your body writhing all over the lounger as you dig your nails roughly into my shoulders.

I smile, feeling your pussy slowly convulse more and more around my shaft as I push deeper and faster, loving the fact I am fucking a woman whose name I do not even know. The simple fact you are begging me to fuck you only spurs me on more, and I slide my arms under your shoulders and grip them from behind, as I feel my balls begin to tingle with that tell-tale feeling, 

We push into one another, our bodies entwine like long time lovers, neither one of us wanting this to ever end but knowing it must. Our orgasms building as your legs squeeze hard around my waist as you tell me you are about to cum.

"Oh, fuck please cum with me, I want to feel you cum at the same time. PLEASE!" You scream, before your entire body suddenly tenses, your tits bouncing rapidly as your pussy constricts around my cock like a tight, hot, wet, velvet vice. I can feel your juices squirt around my shaft as I push myself into you, and with a final thrust you feel the first thick, hot creamy load shoot deep into your pussy and right against your womb.

Pushing my face between your heaving breasts as I slowly grind my hips around, unleashing what feels like never ending torrents of thick cum deep into your pussy. It feels like our climaxes will never end our bodies a tingle with lust and pleasure as we simply lay there, my arms wrapped around you as your legs and arms stay wrapped tightly around my body.

"Oh, fuck that was amazing. How about we go somewhere more private and get to know each other." You hear, slightly muffled as I look up from your sweat glistening breasts with a devilish grin on your face.

After a slight pause of silence, you think and then reply.

"Sure, I doubt my husband will miss me for a few hours." As you hold up your wedding ringed finger, I softly claps your hand into mine as I stand you up, pulling your body close to me, both of us still naked.

"Well then, come with me." I say, as if from a movie and quickly lifting you into my arms. A slight squeal of surprise comes from you as a response, you quickly grab a towel and rape it over your naked body in such a way it covers my half erect cock, which as I walk toward the steps nearby you can feel slap against your firm bare ass.

'How the hell did this even happen, fuck he sure pumped a lot of cum into me.' You realise, as you slide a hand against your cum dripping pussy, before feeling me push us into an empty apartment room and I kick the door closed as I kiss your soft tender lips.



At The Pool



It was a typical September day in Phoenix, Arizona. At one hundred degrees in the shade and about 5% humidity, you could literally bake outside. I had just got home from my classes at a local trade school and I needed to get some lunch and cool off. I went to the small bed room of my one bedroom apartment to change into my swim suit and grab a towel. I would have to get some lunch before I went down to the pool though as I was starving. When I went to the refrigerator to get a drink, I saw the note my girlfriend left for me. It read: I will be home around 2 pm, see you then. Signed Lisa and a red lipstick mark.

She must be getting off early to have more time to get ready for the party we were supposed to go to that night, I thought. I was looking forward to the party because it meant she would be in a short skirt, high heels and some sexy sheer pantyhose.

After a quick bite to eat, I grabbed a soda and headed for the pool in my apartment complex. The pool was very nice and usually empty this time of day. I tossed my towel on one of the lounges in the shade and dove into the 75 degree water. I started swimming laps slowly, enjoying the cool water. When I was on my fifth lap I heard the gate close that surrounded the pool area. I stopped when I reached the shallow end to see who had come in. To my surprise I saw Lisa remove the towel from her waist and put it on mine then dove in. I met her in the middle of the pool where it was about five feet deep.

"You're home early," I said when she surfaced.

She didn't say anything, just pushed me to the shaded side of the pool and started kissing me hard and passionately. This usually meant she wanted to fuck in the pool. We had done this several times in the past. She would get me hard, pull my cock out from my suit through the fly, wrap her legs around me, pull the crotch of her suit to the side and slide me in. We would stand at the side of the pool and anyone looking would see two people kissing. She would be squeezing my cock with her talented vaginal muscles while moving up and down slowly, trying not to draw attention to what we were doing.

"I'm so fucking horny," she stated when she finally broke our kiss.

"I thought you were coming home at two?"

"I couldn't concentrate so I left early," she said and we kissed some more.

She seemed nervous but I couldn't be sure why, then her hand found my cock and started to rub and stroke it through my suit. She took my right hand and placed it on her left breast. She loved how I fondled her breasts and tweaked her nipples. I forgot about the feeling of nervousness I was getting from her as she manipulated my rigid member. She suddenly moved her lips to my ear as she pulled my cock out.

"I have a surprise for you," she whispered in a sultry voice.

"What's that?"

She didn't answer. Lisa wrapped her legs around me and I felt something new. She was wearing sheer nude hose. I was shocked. She smiled with a wicked grin, seeing the look on my face. I had recently told her about my pantyhose fetish and she said that she liked how turned on I got every time she wore hose, so she wasn't too surprised I had a hose fetish. She was rubbing her hose covered legs on me as she stared into my eyes.

"What do you think?"

"I...I love it...this is soooo hot!"

My hands were moving over her silky legs and my cock was getting harder. She smiled bigger then kissed me again. She reached down and pulled the crotch of her blue Speedo one piece suit to the side and impaled herself on my rod. Her pussy was so slippery with her juices; I slid in without much resistance. Her muscles clamped down on my cock and she rode me very hard and fast. I didn't care that we were making it obvious that were having sex. I was overwhelmed with what she was doing and that she had put on pantyhose to tease me. 

"Mmmmmmm...I'm going to cum," she moaned in my ear, just minutes after we started.

I could feel her pussy convulsing around my cock and it was pushing me closer to the edge. I had never had an orgasm when we were in the pool having sex. I don't know why but after she would cum once or twice we would head back to the apartment and fuck like bunnies. One thing about Lisa that makes her orgasm very intensely is when she would feel me cum inside her. She would go crazy, screaming and moaning. I knew I was going to cum and she was going to make a noisy scene so I had to come up with a plan quick.

"I'm going to cum," I told her then pressed my lips to hers, stabbing my tongue into her mouth.

I could feel my balls tighten and my cock swell as my orgasm unleashed a gusher inside Lisa's clasping pussy. Her eyes opened wide as the first load of cum burst from my cock. She groaned into my mouth then her eyes clamped shut and she was wracked with tremors as a second orgasm shook her to the core. I held her tight as we came together. She thrashed about in my arms and grunted and groaned as our lips were pressed tightly together. It was all I could do to maintain our kiss so that Lisa wouldn't be screaming in ecstasy. I shuddered with each spurt that I shot into her pussy. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced to date. 

When we both had regained control, Lisa pushed off me and swam to the opposite side of the pool to get her towel. She climbed out and wrapped her towel around her. I could see our combined fluids running down her thighs in long pearly white lines, before she got the towel in place. I got out and followed her back to my apartment at a casual walk. She had run back and was in my bedroom. When I entered the room, she was on my bed on her hands and knees waiting for me. She had removed her Speedo and was in just the nude pantyhose. I was still hard and the sight of her like that was keeping me that way (Ah to be 18 again). I dropped my suit and slammed my cock in her drooling pussy. I fucked her hard and fast for about 20 minutes and she had at least three more orgasms. 

I was getting tired so I lay down on the bed hoping she would lay with me and rub her legs over mine while I caught my breath. That wasn't going to happen. She was so worked up that as soon as I lay down she was on top of me riding me cowgirl style. Lisa came another half dozen times before collapsing next to me. By this time I had recovered since she was doing all the work on top of me. I was ready to unload again and I rolled on top of her and pushed my cock into her drenched pussy. Her legs wrapped around my waist reflexively and I got to feel those silky hose sliding along my sides. I was in heaven! I pumped her with long steady strokes bringing me closer with each thrust. Lisa seemed to be in a constant state of orgasm. Her pussy convulsed rhythmically on my cock and she moaned continuously as I thrust into her.

"Cum for me...cum for me...cum for me...," she chanted as she waited for my on rushing orgasm.

I slipped over the edge and slammed my hips into her with such force she moved an inch closer to the headboard of the bed. I held myself against her and filled her pussy again. Lisa clamped her legs tight around me and her pussy went into over drive as my orgasm set hers off. She was bucking hard under me and I was holding onto the sheets to keep us on the bed. I felt drained but her orgasm continued well after I was finished. When I finally pulled out, a river of cum flowed from her pussy and soaked the sheets. I grabbed my towel and placed it under both of us. We fell asleep with her left leg over both of mine.

I woke up to the warm sensation of Lisa sucking my cock back to life. I had slept for two hours and now I was getting a blowjob. She had showered and changed into a pair of black sheer to waist pantyhose that I assumed she was going to wear to the party we were now going to be late for. 

"We're going to be late to Jim's party," I told her half heartedly.

"I want more of your cock before we go," she replied.

She climbed on top of me again and I noticed she had cut the cotton panel out of this pair of hose as well. We fucked for about half an hour before I came again and she had several more orgasms too.

We never made it to the party. We had sex the rest of that night with her changing her hose two more times during the breaks we took. It was the best hosed sex experience I have ever had! 

I eventually broke up with Lisa about a year and a half later. Although she and I had an incredible sexual relationship, the other parts of our relationship didn't mesh as well. I will never forget that day.