“Have to stop you cheating somehow,” she said. “Now give back the rings you stole.”
I held them up. “Nah uh. You stole from me first, and that was the last round. I win.”
I stuck out my tongue and she made a sour face.
She said, “Best seven out of ten?”
“Oh, my god you’re infuriating,” I said with a laugh.
She swam to the deep end pool ladder and climbed up, pausing a moment to look over her shoulder, catching me admiring her ass. She smiled and went to stand by the row of chaise lounges. I followed.
When I reached her, she took both my hands and said, “That was really fun. You’re really fun. And so cute when you get all flustered and opened mouthed.” she smiled. “Never had that big of an effect on a guy, ever.”
“Impossible,” I said, taking a breath and forcing myself to be calm. “You’re beautiful, gorgeous, fun, fantastic—”
Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to mine. I pulled away.
“Oh,” she said. “Not okay?”
“No, I—it’s a little soon, isn’t it?”
“You’re right. It absolutely is. I always wait months before taking that step. Hasn’t made me too popular back home. But I’m only here until Labor Day. And you’re so goddamn sweet and sexy and… I feel like I know you. Like we have a connection, you know? And I know I can trust you.”
“How?”
She smiled. “Because we’ve been naked together and you haven’t made some dumb move, even though you can’t keep your eyes off me. A man who has self-control is so hot. So, I was hoping you’d want to—”
I pulled her to me and kissed her. I knew I shouldn’t but couldn’t stand it any longer. I wanted her.
Her body was damp and warm, her scent mixed with the faint tang of chlorine from the pool. She was so soft, but underneath I felt her toned muscles. Her breasts pressed against my chest and the soft grazing of her pussy hair against my hardening dick excited me beyond reason.
She pulled back, eyes shining. “In case it wasn’t clear, I think you’re fantastic too.” She ran her hand over my damp hair.
We kissed again. My cock was then hard and ready for action. When she felt it against her, she separated enough to place one of my hands on her breast before grasping me and beginning to stroke. As we kissed and caressed, she writhed her hips in small movements in a sinuous little dance, electric with sensuous energy.
“I don’t even know your name,” I said as I stroked and massaged her firm breast, feeling the nipple harden.
“Yeah. Isn’t it great?” she said, stroking my cock with one hand and running the other over my back while kissing my neck.
“I don’t have much experience,” I said, dropping a hand to explore the curves of her rolling hips and ass.
“Mmm. Good,” she said, nuzzling my neck.
Was she happy I had little experience or was she saying she liked how I was touching her? Whichever it was, she broke our embrace and stepped back, breathing excitedly. Looking into my eyes, she bit her lower lip then turned and yanked the cushion off a chaise lounge. We placed it on the grass in the shadow beside the tall hedge.
She laid down and raised her arms to me, beckoning. I stretched out beside her and we laid side-by-side, kissing and caressing each other.
When she guided my hand between her legs, I discovered she was already sopping. I ran two fingers through her satiny folds, at first avoiding her clit except for light brushes. Her breathing became faster, and she made happy little sighs as we kissed and touched.
She paused stroking me to run fingertips over my balls, sending an electric shiver all through me, then began urging me on top of her.
“I know it’s quick,” she breathed, “but I want you so much.” She spread her legs as I settled between them, hips were rising on their own, meeting my own involuntary thrusts. We kissed and thrust at each other until the head of my cock found her opening and popped just inside. Her warmth and slick pressure seemed to draw me in.
“Are you safe?” I whispered, trying not to go deeper.
“It’s okay, baby,” she said.
Did she mean she was protected, or did she want me to fuck her regardless? When she bent her legs and raised them higher, tilting her hips to offer herself, I forgot to care. I pushed into her further, drawing moans from us both, then withdrew and sunk into her all the way in one insistent stroke.
“Slow,” she said, sucking in a breath. “Please. I haven’t done this in a while.”
I laid still, buried as far inside her as I could be. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay… it’s okay. You feel so good.” She rolled her hips, stirring me delightfully inside. “Ooooh, so good. Just fuck me slow for a bit so I can get used to you.”
Gently, I withdrew, feeling the incredible sensation of her silky passage clinging and grasping. When only the head was in her, I slowly pushed in halfway, marveling at how her steamy tightness yielded to my penetration, then reversed and did it again and again until completely inside her. She grunted when I gave one small involuntary thrust as I bottomed out.
“That’s good, baby,” she said, fighting to keep her excited voice low. “So good. Now fuck me slow.”
We did it slow, both of us groaning and gasping, her hands on my ass urging me into her. That made staying in control harder since I felt every part of her grasping and surrendering to my cock with each measured stroke. I had to pause several times while buried in her to cool my approaching orgasm.
“Is that okay,” I said.
“Yes. Oh, god yes. You can go faster now if you want.”
She hooked her legs around mine to give herself more leverage and started thrusting back at my quickening strokes. Her little “ooh, uh” gasps and grunts drove my need higher and higher.
I could not believe this beautiful mysterious woman was letting me fuck her—wanted me to fuck her. We didn’t know each other’s name. We knew nothing about each other and there we were engaged in the most intimate act, naked under the stars, trespassing in my neighbor’s back yard.
We varied the pace from fast to slow and in between, both of us panting and moaning, trying to be quiet as we mated. She clutched me to her with arms and legs, her hips eagerly rising to meet every thrust, rolling and angling for the deepest penetration.
The next time I paused, desperate to stay in control, she asked in an unsteady voice, “C-can I be on top?”
“I won’t last long in that position.”
She flashed a lopsided grin. “Neither will I.”
We rolled over keeping my rock-hard cock still deep within her. She planted both palms on my chest and met my eyes with her lidded ones. Hair cascading around her face, she gave a loopy smile then closed her eyes and began riding me.
Watching her lift then sink down, then grind and wriggle was glorious. Her expression was dreamy with raised eyebrows and unfocused, lidded eyes as her head lolled. I reached up to hold her beautiful breasts, sometimes thumbing her hard nipples, as she sought her release.
Soon she was grinding hard against me, my cock driven deep into her as she used one hand to tease her clit. Each time I bucked up, driving further into her, she gasped and grunted softly as she worked herself on me harder and harder.