0 comments/ 68402 views/ 1 favorites Midnight Dip By: Driftan Living in the Midwest year round, it's always a refreshing change of pace for my wife and I to visit her parents in Massachussettes. Although mys have a beach house in a mid-sized township on the Cape, their "real" home is simply amazing. Bearing five bedrooms, three baths and two livings rooms, the house easily accomadates the two of them and the two of us. There's even an underground pool that's always in pristine, sparkling condition thanks to her father's unrequited love for its wellfare. Little did I know just how much someone else in the house enjoyed the water... It was our third night at her parent's house, which meant I only had five more days before I had to return to Missouri and resume the usual humdrum of life at a job I hate... a fact which weighed heavily on my mind, so much so that I awoke from my troubled sleep at around one in the morning. To me, anything past midnight is too late for anything but sleep. To my wife, however, anything past midnight usually involves her cumming, with or without my participation, a point proven by what I saw next. I peered out the lone window in the room, one that was close enough to the bed that I didn't even have to get out of bed to see the moon and stars. I'd barely stared at the heavens for a minute when I looked down from my elevated perch and saw someone swimming in the pool. Intrigued, and knowing there was no way in hell it was Kerry's mom floating in the far end of the pool, I watched my wife drift towards the diving board. What in the hell? I thought, as I saw her lift her hands up and grab one side of the board. Oh no way... I said to myself, smiling as I scanned the poolside for what I knew was going to be there. Thanks to the pool lights, it only took me a few seconds to see her bikini bottom tossed casually beside a lounge chair. I bit my lip, knowing exactly what she was doing now. I'd been in the pool at least a dozen times, and every time Kerry made some reference to the jets and how powerful the streams were. Two of which were positioned squarely where her ass was pointed. This meant that the jets were going to be hitting her from behind, her all-time favorite position. Ignoring the aching of my straining cock, I watched her for a few minutes, unable to see as much as I wanted. The rippling water made things unmistakable in just how purposeful she was gyrating underneath the surface of the pool. A few minutes passed, long enough for me to contemplate, and discard, the possibility of Kerry's parents waking up and seeing the same show I was witnessing. Thankfully, (and a fact which Kerry HAD to know) her parents seemed to have an inner clock that shut down their minds AND bodies by 9:00 p.m. every day. I returned my attention back to my horny wife and smiled as I saw her begin to wade towards the steps. It looked like I was going to get lucky tonight... at least that's what I thought until she stopped by the same lounge chair her bikini bottom were by. My dick nearly leapt out of my constricting briefs when I saw Kerry lay a towel across the lounge chair and take a seat. "Fuck." I whispered, in unintentional irony. Less than five feet out from my window, yet almost fifteen feet down, my wife scooted her ass back against the base of the chair and relaxed her shoulders. She wasn't quite prone, having her shoulders and head propped upright by the top of the chair, but it wasn't her face I was interested in anyway. I was almost completely mesmerized by her half-shadowed, shaved pussy. I knew this latter detail because I've always requested the grooming for aesthetic and aromatic reasons. Kerry moved fast though, for she was clearly too horny to worry about privacy OR discretion. She grabbed a nearby container, what I could only assume was lotion of some type, and squirted some on the top of her left thigh. Being left-handed, the move was smooth, almost rehearsed, and for the first time I wondered whether or not this was Kerry's initial poolside show. My own concerns weren't too matter, though, for my wife quickly rubbed the lotion up and down her thigh, not in the way a tanner would do in order to cover an entire area of skin, but in the way a construction worker might do after a hard day's work- in other words, she was trying to coat her hand in the slippery concoction as fast as possible. I pulled myself up off the bed, stopping short of plunking my head into the window, and creened my neck down. There was no way I could ignore the ache in my groin now, but what was I going to do?! Underneath me, Kerry's left hand was sliding back and forth, moving up and down between her legs in agonizingly slow-motion. Her right hand was playing a supportive role, cupping her exposed right tit roughly. Lying on the deck at the angle she was at was perfect for me. The moon was shining down on here like a spotlight, amplifying her movements and, since Kerry's a closet exhibitionhist, probably contributing to her arousal. Her entire body was covered in a sheen of pool water, giving her an oiled appearance. For some reason, I found the sight incredibly erotic, no doubt because every hole was, at this very moment, entirely lubricated and ready for a pounding. Then the moment came, literally. Doing something she only does when she wants to be quiet as she cums, Kerry's face dove towards her tit, this time to her right one. I'd seen her lick her own nipples many a time, and there was no doubt she was doing it now, trying to stem her usual groans as her pussy exploded... an event which I was sure was happening considering her legs were splayed wide apart and trembling, giving me a perfect shot of her naked, wet body. I watched her for a few more minutes, not wanting to miss an encore performance, but it never came. That night Kerry came up, ducked her head under the covers and gave me a wonderful midnight hummer and retired to her bedroom. Little did she know I'd already blown my load over her earlier... during her midnight dip, but that's a story I'll have to tell her later. Midnight Dip She was standing outside, underneath the moonlight on the balcony, over looking the calm lake. The noise and confusion of the party left inside, soft music playing through various hidden speakers through out the premises. Inhaling deeply the clear air while fanning herself. The view was hypnotizing, the moon was full and shown with a brilliance between the tall evergreens, the lake below, bouncing off the waters glass. It was hot, she wanted to cool off, the water just looked so inviting. "It's quite hot this evening, wouldn't you say?" She turned around raising an eyebrow, then smiling and nodding her response, "mmmm..." to the man who had suddenly appeared behind her; before she turned her gaze back to the shimmering lake below. He taking a few steps closer, brushing up behind her his arms almost wrapping all the way around her to brace the balconies edge. Leaning in, grazing his cheek against her ear he whispers, "I was thinking, perhaps a midnight dip would do the body good." He could feel her body shudder as his raspy words entered her ear. She laughed nervously as she spoke, "The thought had crossed my mind but..." Before she could finish her sentence he had grabbed her hand, led her down the stairs to the path way towards the beach. Making her way down the trail carefully in her high heels, hand in hand with his. Thinking to herself, 'this is crazy'. Letting go of her hand as they reached the shore, tossing his clothing about the sand. Catching her breath at his magnificent naked form, he turned to face her with a giant beaming smile, "C'mon!" he said, as she watched his naked body splash into the refreshing water. She stood there in her cocktail dress shaking her head and laughing, "Your chicken!" he yelled, "I dare you to have a little fun, let loose, what chicken afraid someone might see you?" She cocked her head and gave him a wicked smile, thinking to herself, 'I'll show you I'm not chicken humph!' She started to squirm out of her tight little cocktail dress, exposing her white lace bra with matching panties. His eyes gazed in wonder at her curvaceous form. Her hands reaching behind her back slowly for the clasp, watching his reaction as the fabric fell to the ground. Her body bending over slightly, her breasts firm and taunt as her thumbs slipped through the sides of her panties; pulling them slowly down her legs. He reflects how sexy she looks bent over like that, in those high heels. She was putting on a show for him, he mused, making him anticipate her next move. Stepping out of her panties one heel at a time, like it was a practiced art; that she alone had perfected. Slipping a finger through one strap of the heel then the other, tossing them to the side in the sand. Standing straight up, the moonlight reflecting it's glory upon her being. She glanced up at him wading in the water, she just stood there completely naked allowing the moon to expose her assets for him. Smiling mischeviously as she began to saunter towards the waters edge. Causing him a sharp intake of breath as her beauty enraptures him. Looking him square in the eyes with a glint of mischief, she dives underneath, into the cool water. He looks around as she disappears below only to watch her splash up for air. Her long flowing hair now clinging to her body, her neck arching in a way he knew his lips could nuzzle perfectly. Watching her tongue licking her wet pouty lips as her hands wipe the wet strands of hair from her face. He noticed her tits were hard and firm, watching as the droplets of water trinkle down her breasts; glistening in the moonlight reflecting her belly button. The rest of her body covered by the waters protection, she glanced over at him giving him a challenging smile. Suddenly she splashes him in the face, bombing him with water, laughing her intoxicating laugh, "Hey!" he chorkles, as he whips around and begins to splash her back. Diving back into the water she tries to get away, only to come back up for air, he being right there, "Yikes!!" she squealed, giggling and laughing, trying to get away. He reaches for her and she dives and grabs his legs pulling him off balance. Swimming over to the huge rock in the water, crawling up on it, she watches him swim towards her. Pulling her knees up to her chin, musing to herself how he would feel inside of her; his hands on her body. Chuckling to herself she found she was feeling a bit playful tonight. He reached the rock and began grabbing for her legs. Kicking her feet, squealing and giggling like a kid, squirming to get away from him. Losing her balance sliding off the rock and into his arms. Holding her breath as his arms wrapped around her. Looking deep into his eyes mesmerized, hearing only her hearts' quickening beat, her legs wrap around his waist, her arms around his neck. Pushing her back against the rock he met her stare, gazing into her eyes for a long moment. She felt butterflies in her tummy and could feel his manhood rubbing against her flesh beneath the waters surface. He leans in tracing a finger on her full pouty lips, she closing her eyes as his moist lips press upon hers. The moonlight dances, shining down on the two embraced bodies below. She finds herself melting into his kiss, the tingling it had caused between her thighs. His tongue softly waltzing with hers, so gentle he kissed her, tasting her lips as if he already knew them intimately. Feeling the excitement in her rising she opened her eyes. And there she was standing, still on the balcony, over looking the lake under the moonlight. She feels the moistness soaking her panties between her legs, letting out a small sigh, she turned around to leave when she heard a voice and she looked up. "It's quite hot this evening wouldn't you say?"