dirty stories

sex in the pool

Moonlight picks out the outline of two figures one omnipotent one diminutive. Giggling they approach the swimming pool, they pause for a moment, hold hands and jump in. A few moments pass, they re-surface, throw their heads back, inhale midnight air and laugh simultaneously.
They swim to the shallow end where a silver ice bucket holds champagne. A toast to something silly is whispered and glasses chink. Alcohol soon washes away apprehensions and inhibitions. Clothing is removed and carried away by small waves.
Hands reach out touching lightly, fingertip to fingertip. A male voice speaks tenderly. "Come here". He pulls her through the water into his strong arms, their shadows merge.

Crickets sing faintly in the distance. Water licks at the pool tiles while underwater lights see acts which should be intimate. Waves twinkle magically, almost hypnotically.

"Im not brave enough to tell you how I feel so I will just show you instead." His eyes twinkle, as is his habit when being promised something satisfying.
Placing her hands on his shoulders she manoeuvres so that she can sit astride him. They kiss one another lightly. If she closes her eyes she would swear this mouth on hers tastes so familiar. Moving to his neck her tongue and lips work slowly downwards. He tilts his head away giving her easier access.

Cold air slips over her shoulders followed by his warm hands creating a pleasurable sensation. His fingers trace the outline of her spine down to her waist, the water aids his progress as he slips one hand between her thighs. It moves to the small mound of hair and the most sensitive part of her body. He touches her lightly and runs the tip of his finger over soft lips, probing gently and teasing. Eventually he moves a finger inside her causing her to sigh. She moves with him as he moves in and out. After a few moments she moves her hips away from his hand. He knows what she has in mind. She confirms his thoughts by whispering "I want to feel you inside me". He closes his eyes as she puts it in a little way at a time getting deeper on every stroke, until she is moving up and down the full length of his penis. Water laps at them as she rises and falls. Her breathing becomes heavier their strokes became more vigorous more forceful. His hands squeeze her bottom and she starts to moan as he thrusts into her tightness. Her moans quicken with his movements and he too starts to groan. Both know the other is becoming more aroused and closer to climax. They continue to move rhythmically together against the waves until both cannot stand the stimulation any longer. A shuddering climax cause both to moan and tighten their hold. She bites into his shoulder and he squeezes her tightly as they both let out moans of delight. For a moment she enjoys the feelings of warmth inside hugging him and kissing him before untangling entwined limbs. Smiling she thanks him.
"My pleasure" he replies grinning. He climbs out of the pool first turns to help her then wraps a towel around her shoulders.
They follow the path back to the lodge. Inside a fire crackles filling the room with pine fragrance. Candles are lit and they lay on thick rugs in the firelight. They kiss and say goodnight the last thing she hears is his breathing next to her. She falls asleep smiling.