Fucking In The Pool: Sexy Bikinis Turned Him On

I love fucking in the pool now!

 

Fucking in the pool was so much fucking fun, oh my god! It’s so hard to explain the thrill of having sex in a public place, but the fun of doing it in a pool makes it so much better. This is a naughty little college story, too. I had just gotten accepted into the local state university. There were a LOT of parties going on that summer. I didn’t even need to move across the state or anything for it. All the chaos was happening right in my own backyard. So I went to every single party, every single weekend before classes even started! Soon, I started crushing on one of the older guys who hopped along to almost every party with us.

But it wasn’t until one of the larger pool parties that he actually made his move. And, of course, it went over very smoothly. Some of my girls were drinking, doing shots, and playing beer pong in the other half of the backyard. A couple of people were scattered around or playing in the pool. Initially, I was just laying around, floating on one of the inflatable beds. The subtle waves slowly moved me over towards him, though. And as my little floatie finally bumped against his side, he took hold of it to sink me right next to him! The fucker! I wouldn’t have thought such a thing would turn into fucking in the pool, but it somehow did.

Splash! I sank right next to him.

And immediately, I was protesting, slapping my hands at the water and him. My little red string bikini had barely survived the dunk. So, I was reasonably throwing a hissy fit, even though I was laughing. The fucker had almost gotten my top undone in front of everyone! But he was smooth about it, laughing with me and putting his hands on my hips to pull me closer. I loved that feeling, I can’t lie. He got me under control so easily. I couldn’t help all the dirty thoughts that rushed through my head. As he pulled me closer, I was so fucking attracted to him. All I could think about was fucking him in the pool.

Then, he started kissing me. Every kiss against my neck sent shockwaves down my body—I wanted him so fucking badly! And I started teasing him right back, too. He wasn’t going to get away with that so easily. With his lips on my neck, I slowly traced my hands down his chest, letting my fingertips play with the edge of his swim trunks. Just like he did to me, I sent a million naughty thoughts rushing through his mind. Because the second that I stroked my hand against his cock, he grew rock hard, instantly. He was probably daydreaming of fucking in the pool already, and I couldn’t help but giggle, knowing damn well what I started.

Fucking in the pool was going to be difficult.

But everyone around us was so busy and wrapped up in their own chaos. Surely, we could get away with it. But first, he pivoted us around, keeping his hands on my hips and my little red string bikini bottom. He pressed me up against the side of the pool, keeping his forehead against mine as he whispered how badly he wanted to fuck me. I couldn’t help it—I started stroking his cock from that alone, tugging his trunks down just a bit so that he popped out over the waistband. And that’s when he couldn’t hold himself back. He didn’t even remove my bikini bottoms, just stroked his hand over my pussy and tugged the thin strip of fabric to the side. I was so wet from thinking about fucking in the pool already.

I felt the head of his cock brush up against me. And finally, he slid it in. I muffled a soft gasp against his neck as he pushed it in. It was a struggle to keep quiet! All my sexy college girlfriends were loud enough to keep everyone distracted. But there I was, bouncing a little with the waves and getting fucked hard under the water. It felt amazing when I finally wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me firmly and helped me bounce on him, keeping me against the edge of the pool. I wondered if anyone saw. Surely, someone would notice we were fucking in the pool. But it felt so fuckin good; I wasn’t going to stop even if someone blatantly called us out! Could you have resisted fucking me if I wore that tiny little red string bikini?

 

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