“You like?” she asks as she poses with her hands thrown out.
“I’ll admit that I didn’t expect you to wear a suit that shows so much.”
“I figured it will just be the two of us, and besides…I don’t get to wear this bikini too often.”
“Uhh…yeah.”
Taking her hand, I lead her to the backyard. We place our towels and sunscreen on the ground next to the lounge chairs, and I jump in the pool, making the biggest splash possible. Christina goes to the steps and inches her way into the water. When she realizes that it’s heated, she falls into the water.
Swimming over to her, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in for a kiss. She doesn’t disappoint as she wraps her legs around my waist and lifts herself so we are nose-to-nose. Our gentle smooching waxes more frantic as my arousal becomes obvious. Our tongues immediately fight for real estate, and we search each other’s mouths. My hunger rises, and I can’t help but slip my hands from her waist to under her butt.
Christina moans into my mouth before pulling away. “I don’t know if your hands are safe there.”
“Oh, sorry,” I say as I slide them back to her waist.
“I didn’t say you had to move them,” she whispers with a Cheshire grin.
Sliding them back to where they were, I ask, “Better?”
“Much.”
We continue making out until Christina raises her chin and tilts her head to the side. Getting the hint, I kiss her jawbone, then her ear, and then her neck. While she sifts her fingers through my hair, she leans back, so I kiss her collar bone. In doing so, her butt pushes against the top of my penis, and she moans again.
I’m so worked up that I forget my manners and kiss lower. After reaching her collarbone, I delve deeper until I’m between her cleavage. Christina has the most inviting breasts I have ever seen. Before now, I’ve tried to ignore them because I was too easily aroused when looking at them. Now, I don’t care; I just want to please her as we enjoy each other. Hearing her moan and the way she pulls my head into her breasts excites me beyond belief. With her breasts exposed the way they are, I kiss around her mounds to the edge of those small triangles that are being pushed out by her emerging nipples. I can see the edges of her areolas. When my lips touch that exposed dark line, Christina not only moans but also tightens her grip around my waist. Her legs quiver, so I pull away to ensure she is okay.
Christina has her eyes closed with her head back. Her lips are puckered, and then she opens her mouth wide, taking a deep breath.
“Are you okay?” I ask in a hushed tone. I’m worried that she may be having a seizure or something.
After a few seconds, she lifts her head and opens her eyes. The look of pure pleasure is on her face. Then, without hesitation, she clamps onto my lips and kisses me hard, her tongue trying to slither down my throat.
“Joe…that was intense. You have no idea how good that felt.”
“What happened?”
“I had an orgasm, Joe. When your lips touched my nipple, I had an orgasm.”
“But I didn’t kiss your nipple.”
“Close enough.”
“I don’t want to, Christina, trust me, I don’t want to, but I think we need to cool off. I’m about ready to rip your suit off you and ravage you.”
Christina lets go of me with one hand, reaches behind her neck, and unties her suit. The strings fall to the side as her breasts become fully exposed.
“I know we aren’t supposed to, Joe. But I don’t want you to stop. Please kiss me some more.”
Abandoning my inhibitions, I latch onto Christina’s nipple and suck on it. She pulls my hair, so I back off, but she pushes my head back into her breast, so I suck harder and let my tongue flick her hardened nub. I finally can’t take any more and come.
She must feel the warmth against her butt because she pulls my head away and asks, “Are you peeing in the pool?”
Looking at her intently, I don’t even smile. “No, Christina. It was my turn to come.”
Smiling from ear to ear, she says, “Cool.”
“What would you say if I suggested that we take this into my room?” I ask.
“I would say you can’t get me there fast enough.”
Carrying Christina to the pool’s steps, she lets go of my waist and drops down. Then, making sure she has her top, we get out, dry off quickly and make a beeline to my room.
Even though we’re alone in the house, I shut my door when we get inside. Christina is still topless, and when we get to my room, she drops her bottoms. Standing before me is a naked goddess. I wrap my arms around her, and we fall onto my bed as we make out. Christina grinds against my penis as it presses against her privates.
“Joe?” Christina asks breathlessly.
“Yeah?”
“I’m naked, and you’re not. It doesn’t seem fair.”
“You want me to get naked too?”
“Well…can I take your shorts off? I’ve never…uhm…uh…seen or touched a man’s…uhh…what do I call it? Cock? Penis?”
“You can call it whatever you want. It’s yours to do with as you please.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard so many stories of what guys like, but I’ve never been with a man before.”
“That’s okay. I’m a virgin too.”
“Maybe we can…uh…uhm…learn together?”
“I’m hoping you’ll teach me what feels good for you, so I can make you come again.”
“Same here.”
Christina pries herself from under me and tells me to stand up, so I do. Then, kneeling in front of me, she unties my shorts and pulls them down, unhitching the tip of my cock that’s stuck in the waistband. As my trunks drop onto the floor, I become shy and cover myself. But, Christina removes my hand and touches me. This is the first time anyone has ever felt me there, and I get excited. My cock pulses while my balls churn. I think they are as happy as I am.
“It’s so hard…but soft…wow!”
I’m completely taken back when Christina kisses the underside of my shaft. Then, she licks my cock, from the base where it meets my balls, along the ridge, all the way to the crown, where she circles her tongue around my circumcised ridge. I’m leaking fluid now, precum, so she sticks her tongue in my pee-hole before wrapping her lips around me and sucking.
“Your cum tastes really good.”
“That’s not my cum, Christina. That’s what is called precum. It’s like a lubricant, I think. When I come, you’ll know it, trust me.”
“Please come for me, Joe…please?”
“Keep that up, and I will.”
Christina then puts her mouth back over the top of my cock and swallows it a few inches at a time. She is about halfway down before she comes back up and takes me out of her mouth.
“That’s as far as I can go,” she says.
“That’s plenty far enough.”
Christina engulfs my cock again, but this time she strokes her fingers along my rod, bringing me to the edge.
“I’m going to come, Christina,” I warn her.
Lifting her away from my cock, I jack it a few times until the hot white cream erupts from the tip. I gave this no forethought, and when the first spurt emerges, I panic. It lands on Christina’s left tit, and when the next spurt erupts, it lands next to the first. Wave after wave of cum leaves my body and lands on Christina, making a mess. She doesn’t seem to mind; in fact, she looks transfixed. When the show is over, she wipes a glob with her finger and places it in her mouth.