By the pools [m/f] | 2016

I'm not normally the kind of guy who drinks to excess, but this is a story of lust and consumption. There's this girl in my apartment. We'll call her Kristin and she has this amazind red hair and perfectly wide hips that make my dick hard just thinking about them.

I had a few beers and was sitting by the pool when Kristin came in the complex. Now this is a small apartment complex. It is two stories, with 12 apartments and a pool in the middle.

Kristin was starled by my hello since it was 11pm. Most of the lights were off in the complex and it was just me, the pool, Kristin and a twelve pack of Sam Adams.

I invited her for a drink since I was just chillin and she looked like she needed relaxing. To my suprise she said "yes!".

Two hours later we were both toasted and looking at each other in ways we never did before. Let's be honest here, she was not a perfect woman, but that hair and her hips and ass just sprung me to attention. She said she wanted to swim. All of the lights were out in the apartments and so it was dark. I could see her in the moonlight, strip off her top. I gasped when she reached down to peel off her skirt and was before me in a thong and a bra.

Her eyes we fierce as she looked at me and said, "want to swim!". With that, she reached around her back and unfastened her bra to reveal tits that brought me to attention! Her thong came of in a second, revealing a hairless pussy with a thick clit just begging for attention. She dove in the pool and before I knew it, I was in there with her.

I was caught in the moment, just having a good time when she grabbed me and ground her crotch against mine. The water was cool, so I was not quite there, if you know what I mean, but I felt the little hairs from her not-so recently waxed delta rub against me.

Any resistance I had was gone. Her eyes, her hair, her tits and her pussy took me over the edge. Soon we made it to the hotter waters of the jacuzzi. She sat right next to a jet and I know it was turning her on. As the jet flowed over her asshole and across her vagina, I felt it too. My cock was hard and I pressed against Kristin's supple flesh. With a slight gasp, my disk slipped into her wet pussy and she began to move.

There's something about having sex in the water. It is good, but I could not finish there. I grabbed her and lifted her hips up out of the water and onto the concrete. It was cold and she nearly screamed, but nothing could break her focus on cumming. I splashed the warm water from the jacuzzi up and she soon settled down.

With me in the water and her feet dangling over the edge, I saw my chance and plunged my tongue into her tangy and quivering pussy. She tasted so good. I loved the feeling of full, thick labia in my mouth. I savered her delicious flavor and I lapped up her juices as she approached orgasm. When her legs began to twitch, I knew it was time. I stopped licking her clit and worked up her belly to her tittes and then to her mouth. As my tongue penetrated her lips, my cock filled her pussy. We thusted together in perfect unison. I came in her and looked at her and time stopped.

As we caught our breath, we had a final beer and made our way back to our separate apartments. That was a long time ago. The relationship ultimately did not work, but I compare every experience I have ever had to that one night under the light of the full moon in a apartment complex in the San Fernando valley. It was not the perfect locacation and Kristin was not the perfect woman, but nothing has been better.