Good God...My body was screaming as we worked each other. The heat of his silky-hrad cock in my hands, the cool water swirling around our bodies, lapping at me like tongues as his fingers moved in and mout, my tight cunt gripping them, sucking them deep. "Fuck...Fuck...Fuck..." I groan the word as I pull at his cock, feeling him shudder, our breathing ragged. I feel his balls tighten and shake my head, unable to produce the wrods, but not wanting to waste his cum in the water of the pool. My fingers stop their stroking, and i ring thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock, squeezing hard, not letting up when i feel him wince a little.

His teeth sink into my shoulder as i growl, "Not yet...you can't cum yet...". His answering growl is more feral than mine, and when he raises his head I can see the slight smear of blood on his bottom lip. Only then do I realise he broke the skin when he nipped hard into my shoulder.

His eyes are wild, and by the way he gazes at me, I know mine must be too. His fingers are buried in me, hooked in my wet cunt, pulling me toward him by my pussy..."You're a wicked little slut aren't you honey." His voice has smoothed a little a knife edged with honey, but there is pleasure in his eyes as I arch into him and moan.

"No, I don't want to cum yet, but you will," his words are rough against my ear as he fingers me working my cunt, his palm rubbing over my clit as his free hand yanks my fingers from his dick. "You're going to cum so many times tonight you won't be able to walk in the morning." He smiles as I shudder, my hands gripping his slippery wet shoulders for purchase. For the moment I give my body to him, the orgasm threatening to erupt in me stealing my breath, but even as color exlodes in my head as the pleasure begins to release in grinding waves deep inside my body I'm thinking of what it will look like, how he'll groan when its his dick he's ramming into my tight little hole.


(I told you I'd be back sooner or later) ~C~

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Have you ever been felt up...Over the panties...no bra...calvins in a ball on the front seat past eleven on a school night?-- John Hughes