HELEN
The cold water shocked me a bit and I almost giggled to myself under water. The wine had made me bold and while he had been talking about apples, I just kept staring at his chest, rising and falling as he spoke, wondering what he looked like underneath his shirt.
Just as I suspected, Brenton couldn’t resist my seduction. By the time I had resurfaced in the pool, he had pulled his shorts and his shirt off to reveal chiseled abs. I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. I didn’t know many men his age who’d kept their bodies in such perfect physique. His six glaring abs worked their way down his torso to form a distinct V above his boxer line.
My eyes followed the V shape to below his waistline where there was still a large bulge. I motioned my fingers for him to join me.
He responded by taking a running start and cannonballing into the pool, splashing me with his wake. He resurfaced, beads of water dripping off his salt and pepper beard and down his chiseled pecs. He inched closer to me, moving the water back with his hands. His forearms flexed as they did so. I let out a small whimper as his tall frame neared me.
Brenton stroked a lock of my wet hair.
“I like how dark the red gets when it’s wet,” he said, twirling it around his finger.
I knew I was blushing by the heat that rose to my cheeks. My entire body was on fire and we were barely touching yet. I reached out to stroke his chest, moving my fingers over the hair that lightly coated it. I worked my hands to both his arms, running them up his flexed muscles.
He returned the favor, brushing my collarbone with the tips of his fingers, lightly enough to evoke chill bumps.
“Are you cold?” he asked.
I just shook my head, water dripping from my puckered mouth. He leaned his head down and caught a droplet between his lips, resting them right under my own. He inched his tongue out, tracing my bottom lip with it until there were no more droplets. I gasped at the sudden motion and that was all he needed.
No longer gentle, he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, biting slightly. I moaned and this sent him spiraling further. He grabbed my face with his large calloused hands and pulled me to him, into a passionate kiss that sent electricity through my core. A man hadn’t touched me like this in a long time, and I wanted more.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in deeper. Our tongues met and we tasted each other for the first time. I savored it, moving my tongue around his slowly. This elicited a deep moan from him. Brenton moved his hands from my cheeks down to my neck, cupping it as he pushed his tongue in deeper. As he did so, he moved his entire body in closer, rubbing his hard cock against my lower stomach.
I gasped, feeling his length against me.
“You like that?” he asked me and I nodded eagerly, needing more.
He pulled his head from his boxers and began to rub up and down, using me to make him harder. I rubbed back and eventually he lowered his hands down my torso, causing me to shiver. He kept moving them down until they were resting on either side of my ass. He squeezed and then lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his wide frame, my arms still around his neck.
We both moved in rhythm, grinding on each other fervently. His erect head found my slit over my panties and he ground into it, reaching my clit and sending me into ecstasy. I was bursting at the seams, growing wetter and more desperate by the second. My bud was swollen and I moved faster on him, using his length to please myself further. My body began to shake.
“Fuck, baby,” he growled.
He pushed my panties to the side, so that his hard cock could rub right up against my wet pussy.
I tipped my head back. “Faster,” I begged.
He moved at a quicker pace, gliding over me. I could almost feel the veins on his cock as he pushed it onto my clit harder. Our lips met again and I breathed soft moans into his. His tongue forced its way through. I screamed into his kiss, my body beginning to tingle as we pushed against one another, faster and in anguish. My toes curled and I felt the warmth from my stomach rise. My vision began to blur as I reached pure bliss.
“Cum for me, baby.” He didn’t stop rubbing, letting me lean into the pleasure and ride out the rapture.
“Oh my god!” I screamed into him as I released myself fully, my eyes clenched shut and my entire body trembling from the sensation.
He was still holding me by my ass and I looked back up at him, elated and wanting more. I pushed my mouth onto his again and he received me, his tongue waiting to find mine. Then he moved his mouth to my neck, licking and sucking.
“I love your freckles. I want to lick every single one,” he groaned into my shoulder as he bit it.
He continued to kiss me across my chest, finding the edge of my lace bra and moving it down with his teeth, until my bare nipple was showing. He stared at it and I felt him get harder beneath me as he took it in his mouth, sucking it softly at first, then more aggressively. I gasped as he bit it and then moved to the other side, ripping my soaked bra entirely down to reveal my full breasts. He took the other in his mouth, flicking my hard nipple with his tongue.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, Helen.”
I let out a shaky breath as he carried me, continuing to grip my ass, to the edge of the pool. I clung to him, kissing his neck as we walked our dripping bodies to a pool chair. He laid me down on my back and hovered over me. He plunged himself into another deep kiss, breaking only briefly to fumble with his shorts that lie on the ground. He dug out his wallet and opened it, pulling out a small foil wrapper.
As he did so, I began to grab at his boxers, pulling them down his legs to reveal his long, erect cock. He rolled the condom over it, put one hand on my cheek and used the other to brace himself.
“You want me?”