A summer night we were my boyfriend and I with a friend couple at the chalet that the boy's parents had in the mountains. We had the whole house to ourselves, and we spent the entire afternoon fooling around and swimming in the pool. After taking some drinks, the owner's son put a porn movie on DVD. We sat down each with our partner to watch the movie, and after a while our friends started kissing and getting intimate, ignoring our presence. In no time at all, the two of them went upstairs without stopping to kiss themselves. To have sex in the bedroom, of course. M. and I continued watching a few more scenes until he got bored and proposed doing it in the pool.
By that point I was hotter than a firefighter putting out a fire, so I accepted the proposal without thinking twice. I had never done it in a pool before, but the idea seduced me. Having sex in the pool was something I really wanted to do at that moment, as the water makes things easier when you're engaged in those pleasant activities.
Hand in hand we went towards the pool, and a moment later we were taking a dip. After a while, my boyfriend sat down on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water. I sensed what he was going to do. I swam up to him, made landfall at the bottom, and started making out by removing the top part of his bikini. When I was beside him, I took off his swimsuit, grabbed his flaccid and wet cock with three fingers, and put it in my mouth. Then he leaned back, resting his palms on the floor, and lifted his pelvis to make it easier for me. The shaft was getting bigger and harder by the moment. When it was so big that the head of his member was hitting my throat, I let out a good chunk of the stiff member from my mouth. I concentrated on the head, moving my tongue around it and tracing circles around it, passing the biggest part... surface possible of the tongue on both sides of the trunk and rubbing with the tip of the tongue in fresh mint. At one point he began to pant, put his right hand on my head and marked the rhythm he wanted me to imprint on the blowjob. Slowly, slowly, very slowly, M. was imprinting greater speed to the movement of his hand. Each time he squeezed harder and I made real efforts to reach the bottom. Every moment that passed he accelerated the pace of my head. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. In and out. In and out. In and out. Until he suddenly pulled it out of my mouth, got into the water, grabbed me with both hands around my waist, made me sit on the edge of the pool. He put his hands under the curves of my knees and pushed them back, leaving my vagina within reach of his mouth in all its splendor. I placed my palms on the floor and let my back fall backward. Then M. licked me inside the thighs, between the legs and over the major and minor labia. Sometimes he stopped and rubbed my clitoris very hard with his chin. Later, he centered the movement of his tongue on the clitoris, sucking it as if it were a baby suckling a bottle. By that point I was so wet both inside and out, so I started to masturbate without stopping panting or looking at him. A moment later I exploded in a long, intense, and frenzied orgasm. Immediately after, he helped me get into the water, grabbed my knees around his waist, and pushed me in with one push...
By that point I was hotter than a firefighter putting out a fire, so I accepted the proposal without thinking twice. I had never done it in a pool before, but the idea seduced me. Having sex in the pool was something I really wanted to do at that moment, as the water makes things easier when you're engaged in those pleasant activities.
Hand in hand we went towards the pool, and a moment later we were taking a dip. After a while, my boyfriend sat down on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water. I sensed what he was going to do. I swam up to him, made landfall at the bottom, and started making out by removing the top part of his bikini. When I was beside him, I took off his swimsuit, grabbed his flaccid and wet cock with three fingers, and put it in my mouth. Then he leaned back, resting his palms on the floor, and lifted his pelvis to make it easier for me. The shaft was getting bigger and harder by the moment. When it was so big that the head of his member was hitting my throat, I let out a good chunk of the stiff member from my mouth. I concentrated on the head, moving my tongue around it and tracing circles around it, passing the biggest part... surface possible of the tongue on both sides of the trunk and rubbing with the tip of the tongue in fresh mint. At one point he began to pant, put his right hand on my head and marked the rhythm he wanted me to imprint on the blowjob. Slowly, slowly, very slowly, M. was imprinting greater speed to the movement of his hand. Each time he squeezed harder and I made real efforts to reach the bottom. Every moment that passed he accelerated the pace of my head. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. In and out. In and out. In and out. Until he suddenly pulled it out of my mouth, got into the water, grabbed me with both hands around my waist, made me sit on the edge of the pool. He put his hands under the curves of my knees and pushed them back, leaving my vagina within reach of his mouth in all its splendor. I placed my palms on the floor and let my back fall backward. Then M. licked me inside the thighs, between the legs and over the major and minor labia. Sometimes he stopped and rubbed my clitoris very hard with his chin. Later, he centered the movement of his tongue on the clitoris, sucking it as if it were a baby suckling a bottle. By that point I was so wet both inside and out, so I started to masturbate without stopping panting or looking at him. A moment later I exploded in a long, intense, and frenzied orgasm. Immediately after, he helped me get into the water, grabbed my knees around his waist, and pushed me in with one push...
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