Chloe leaned forward and placed her lips on my neck, making me shiver and my hips pressed forward. She nibbled her way slowly up my neck to the lobe of my ear, sucking the soft flesh between her lips. The whole time her hips never let up their unrelenting torture of my trapped cock.
“What’s wrong, Alex? You seem tense,” she whispered teasingly, her lips against my ear.
She raised herself upwards, using my shoulders as leverage. Loosening the vice-like grip her thighs held on me, my cock sprung upwards, the head pressing against her slit. Chloe gyrated her hips seductively bringing me closer to her core. She stared down at me, smiling like a cat that found the cream. My painfully erect penis slipped along the valley between her lips. Each time I felt the tip of my cock slip into line with her entrance, Chloe would move so that I slipped away. I was going out of my mind with the need to be inside her and she knew it.
Our peace was suddenly interrupted by the sound of voices approaching and we stopped frozen in place. While we were hidden in the shadow of the bridge, we had not bothered to take shelter directly under it as we had no reason to expect company in the pool this late at night. I could see the two men about 40 meters away, approaching us. Moving quietly, I manoeuvred us as quickly as I could, hampered as I was in chest-deep water with Chloe wrapped around me. They were a mere 15 meters away when we arrived directly beneath the bridge and out of sight. I could feel Chloe’s urgent heart beat against my chest. I also noticed that during our hurried bid for concealment the head of my cock had again come to rest against Chloe’s entrance.
Footsteps approached the bridge with laughter and slurred voices filling the still night air. I could just make out the whites of Chloe’s eyes in the enveloping darkness, her face mere inches from mine now. I leaned forward until I made contact with her moist lips. My hands slid down her sides, coming to rest on her hips. As the wooden bridge began to creak with the weight of the men passing overhead, I pulled Chloe down firmly. The head of my cock met resistance before Chloe’s weight forced me past the barrier and into her in one long fluid movement. I could see her eyes widen as she was spread open by my girth and her surprised moan was stifled by my mouth. The footsteps and straining wooden beams seemed to echo above us unnaturally loudly as I withdrew and pressed myself forward into her again. Her eyes never left mine, but her finger nails dug into my back as her mouth mashed firmly against mine. Chloe began driving herself down to meet my thrusts and I became acutely aware of her hard nipples dragging across my chest as I moved inside her. By the time the voices receded our bodies were slapping the water as we coupled beneath the dark surface. The sensuous feel of the water caressing our exposed skin only added to the dizzying sensations.
I marveled at the feel of her pert little butt in my hands as I held her in place. I had pressed her back against the tiled side of the pool and my body held her pinioned as I drove ever deeper into her. My pelvic bone was grinding into her clit as we coupled and Chloe’s moans were reverberating in my throat. Her eyes that had held me captive throughout, suddenly rolled back and her mouth fell open as she threw her head back. Seeing and feeling her respond to me in that way only served to amplify my desire for her and I began thrusting urgently into her trapped body. My fingers pressed firmly into the pliant flesh of her butt as my weight held her captive against the wall of the pool. Chloe’s lips closed around my neck and I felt her bite the corded muscle as her hands cupped my straining glutes, pulling me into her. The rapid lapping of water against the pool wall and the laboured breaths were the only noises betraying us, but in the deep shadows they seemed deafening.
Chloe’s mouth drew back from my neck.
“I’m so close Alex,” she uttered as she shuddered under my deep thrusts. “Please cum for me.”
I pressed my groin more firmly into her increasing the friction against her clit every time I slid back into her. My right hand came up and I roughly cupped her breast, twisting her taut nipple between fingers made wrinkled by the time spent in the water.
With a long anguished cry I felt her body shudder beneath me and the walls of her channel spasmed around my shaft. Given my abstinence over the past several months it was beyond me to hold out as her molten center gripped and released me. I felt my balls tighten and I pressed deep inside her as my seed flooded her body. My vision went white as I held myself rigidly inside her and my cock spasmed in time with her.
As our motion ceased and we lay spent, wrapped around each other, the sound of our laboured breathing filled the night air. Chloe’s head lay against my chest as I nursed her, my cock still inside her. I closed my eyes and rested my cheek against the top of her head, overcome by a sense of rightness and serenity. In spite of the warm night, Chloe began to shiver in the cool water. Reluctantly, she disentangled from me after a long, searching kiss and we moved to gather our swimwear.
We walked arm in arm to the lobby as if separating might jeopardise our fledgling relationship. I could sense Chloe was tired from the way she leaned into me. When the lift reached Chloe’s floor I pulled her into me and kissed her tenderly until the doors again closed. She smiled up at me recognising the implied invitation in my gesture. When the elevator opened onto my floor, I led her down the broad corridor to my room. Chloe was cold and I walked to the bathroom to fetch towels. I lovingly removed her sarong and wet garments and patted her dry. When I had dried myself I led us both naked to the bedroom and we collapsed into the soft mattress. Chloe faced away and I curled up behind her cradling her lissom figure in my arms. She smiled absently as I traced my finger tips over the soft curve of her hip. I was elated and exhausted. Finally, the latter won out and we both fell asleep.