Luther sat at the pool, sipping his drink and waiting for her to come out of the dressing room. He had waited for this all week. He looked around the decorated pool room as his fingers traced across the fine fabric of the bench. It had cost a small fortune to join this club, but he was glad he did. The service was excellent, the room was rarely crowded, and it always impressed his girl.
He took another sip of his drink as she appeared from the dressing room. Her skin covered in intricate tattoos that Luther knew he would spend hours tracing with his lips and tongue. The curves she usually hid under her work clothes stood out now. Her bikini was a pale yellow that contrasted the tan of her skin perfectly. Everything brought his attention to her flesh, her curves, her ink, her thin clothing. She crossed the distance and sat next to him without a word. Her posture as perfect as those eyes of ocean blue.
"Are you cold?" His hand moved over to hers. Covering it and wrapping his fingers between her own.
"A little." She smiled and arched her back, pushing the hard buttons of her nipples against the thin material of her bikini. "But I don't plan to be for long."
She leaned to him, her breasts swaying as she kissed his shoulder, then his color bone. Her lips moved across his skin so very gently until they reached his neck. Sucking at his throat, the teasing of her tongue along his neck, making his heart race and his need grown in the pit of his stomach. Rolling to lay down on the bench. Her eyes staring up at his when she lays her head on his thigh.
"I think I can help you with that." Luther traced his fingers along her stomach, then down her side. Looping around her hip then across to the other, making a light trail to awaken her nerves. Moving back up again, he stopped just below her breast. Looking in those eyes showed him the lust churning inside her gut. His fingers gripped her breast, digging in through her top as his began to swell. Her soft moan encouraged him to continue. Tugging her hardened tip between his thumb and forefinger, Luther stretched her nipple, gripping tight through the thin fabric of her bikini top.
Pulling her up to her feet, Luther wrapped her in his arms and leaned in to bite her neck. Sucking at her flesh with a dull groan that was muffled by the smooth skin of her body. His hand gripped her breast again, digging his fingers in and holding her to his chest while grinding his aching cock against her soft round cheeks. He smiled to himself as she pushed back against that bulge. Luther groaned and thrust against her ass. His fingers moving down her stomach, pushing her back, holding her there as his hips roll to work that raging need between her cheeks.
Turning her to him at last, gripping her hair and kissing her with the hunger fueled passion that she had inspired. Luther moved his fingers down her back as his tongue invaded her lips. They groaned together as their tongues played and slid in torrid movements. Taking his time to play with the string of her bikini, Luther slowly tugged until it released, feeling the thin material fall away. Her fingers moved into his hair, tangled there as she lifted herself into the kiss. Lifting her leg around his, pulling them together as her soft mound tingled from the exposure.
Luther grabbed her ass, digging his fingertips into her cheeks as he lifted her up and set down on the bench again. His aching bulge now pressing directly against her moistening sex. She planted her feet on either side of him and reached back to grip his thighs for support. Rolling her hips to work her lips against his bulge, the contrast of her soft exposed sex and his rigid covered shaft making it all the hotter for her. They matched each other, grind for grind. Moans echoing through the room. Her nectar saturating his shorts from the tip of his bulge to his balls.
"Ohhhh... God yes Sir.. fuck... I need to cum.."
That was all he needed. Pushing her off his lap and gripping her thighs with his fingers. He could smell that sweet scent of her juices as he spread her legs and licked where it had spread along her thighs. The moan that escaped her lips filled the room as she fell onto her back and gripped his hair with her fingers. Her nails dug into his scalp at the first touch of his tongue along those swollen lips.
Her eyes shot open at the sound of the whistle. The coach ushered in the swim team from the Ivy college across the street. She tried to move but Luther held her there.. sucking hard at her clit forcing her over that edge; smiling as her eyes rolled back and she screamed out loud. The room when silent except for the sounds of her thrashing and moaning out until her body relaxed.
The men roared in their approval and Luther sat up enjoying the blush on his girl's cheeks. Reaching and ripping her top away with a smile. "You are far from done."
Story by: mystermitch resident
Photos by: mystermitch resident
Furniture used: ::WS:: Summer Bench
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