After swimming us to the edge of the pool, I nudge Kylie’s thighs apart until her pretty waxed pussy shimmers with more wetness than just water. I cup her breast before sucking one of her pert nipples into my mouth and sliding my other hand down the smooth planes of her stomach. Her hot breaths are visible in the cool night air when two of my fingers break through the folds of her pussy. I scissor them slowly, encouraging her to open up for me before seeking the sweet spot inside her.
When I find it, she arches her back, which mashes her glorious tits into my face. I release her nipple with a pop before paying the same dedication to her other one. After my tongue treks across it, I blow on it, urging it to stiffen as effectively as my cock. It follows along nicely.
As my tongue worships her tits, my fingers pump in and out of her pussy at a frantic pace. I finger fuck her brutally, needing her to come before I can step up to the home plate. I want to take my time with her, to taste every inch of her, but with my bandmates’ voices echoing in the distance, I can’t. We’re going to fuck, and we’re going to fuck hard… as soon as I figure out how I can fetch a condom from my wallet that’s all the way over there.
When my eyes stray to my jeans, Kylie’s glossed-over eyes follow their direction. “Shit.” She knows I don’t fuck if my cock doesn’t have a raincoat. Never have. Never will. “It’s okay. We’ll take this back to our room. It’s dry and warm there, so it’ll be better anyway.”
She doesn’t try to fool me with smoke or mirrors. She’s just straight up honest. It makes me reckless. “Are you on the Pill?”
Her eyes rocket to mine. My fingers are still in her pussy, but her dilated pupils have nothing to do with that. She’s shocked. “Yeah, but—”
“Then we’re good to go.”
When I attempt to pull my fingers out of her slick canal, more than eager to replace them with my cock, she clamps the walls of her vagina around me, halting my retreat. Although it’s a tactic to stop me from reaching my ultimate goal, it’s also the biggest fucking turn on. The strength she has in her pussy is mesmerizing.
“You don’t fuck without a condom.”
I smile at her cute stumble over the word “fuck.”
“Then maybe we ain’tfucking.Maybe we’re making love.” I’m stirring, but the stupid ass sentiment in my voice doesn’t make it sound like that—neither does the loved-up flare blazing through Kylie’s eyes. “Don’t look at me like that, Kylie. I’m not a man you should look at like that.”
“Like what?” The look I’m referencing ramps up on her face as she bobs down so low in the water that not only do my fingers get super friendly with her crotch, so does my cock. “I’m just over here, waiting to be ravished.You’rethe one delaying things.” She takes in a big gulp of water before squirting it in my face. “What’s the matter? Afraid you’ll come within two seconds of touching me without protection?”
Yes!“No.” I remove my fingers from her pussy, spread her thighs even wider, then line up my cock. “I’m just trying to work out how long my swimmers will last in heated water. Wouldn’t want anyone I haven’t fucked claiming I fathered their baby.”
She tries to respond to my rile, but I slam home before she can.Fuck. Me.If I had any idea this is how good she felt unwrapped, I would have ditched condoms months ago.
“Slater…” She says only my name, purring both syllables.
I crowd her against the pool wall before drawing my cock back out. I’ve never been a fan of the disco lights they put in pools, but I’m fucking loving it now. One is right between Kylie’s legs, meaning I can watch my cock pump in and out of her even with the moon behind my back.
“We’ve got to be quick, alright? I’ll make it up to you later.”
She doesn’t reply. Unless you count moaning as words.
After adjusting one of her legs so it sits higher on my hips, I place one hand behind her back to protect it from being scratched by the pool edging before the other clutches the lip of the pavers so I can use it as leverage for my pumps. I slam into her on repeat, using the waves crashing to shore as coverage for our loud splashes. My mouth handles Kylie’s moans. Her pussy ripples around me, sucking at me. I thrust harder, giving her everything I have. She didn’t come earlier, so I sure as fuck ain’t coming until she does.
I’m fucking her so roughly, I’m sure I’m going to bruise her. She doesn’t seem to mind. Kylie likes things rough. She’s usually the one demanding I pull her hair before digging her heels into my ass to urge me to go faster. My dad was right. Itisthe quiet ones you need to watch the closest.
“Oh.. Ohh… Ohhh…”
Here they come, the screams I’d give anything to hear.
She tightens around me, then trembles. “Slater, oh, God, Jesus.” Her squeaky clean words don’t match the expression on her face. She’s flushed with ecstasy and biting her bottom lip. “I’m… I’m—”
“Right there with you, so hurry the hell up.”
She smiles, but it doesn’t stop a freight train from crashing into her. She claws and screams, and her whole body shakes when the heat of my cum adds to the sensation roaring through her body.
Fuck yes. Here it is. I’ve hit the fucking jackpot.
Once her pussy finishes milking my cock of my spawn, Kylie’s blitzed eyes lock with mine. “I love you.”
I drag my lips down her cheek, across her chin and over her collarbone, expressing what she means to me without words.My lips only stop their devotion when murmured voices move closer to us.
Cackling, we jump out and dry ourselves with the towels the best we can with Jell-O legs before hiding in the shadows of the pool room. I don’t know how many times I have to muffle Kylie’s giggles with my mouth while we’re getting dressed. Even whipping her with the towel doesn’t stop her happy chuckles. Anyone would swear she wants me to be caught with my pants down.
All playfulness is snuffed when I murmur, “I hope they don’t go swimming with my swimmers.”
