TheTerribleFairy – Normal Day at the Pool

Stripping Down andGetting Fucked

Cynthia sashayed towards the idyllic community pool, her curves swaying hypnoticallywith each step. The sun glinted off her fiery red hair,which tumbled down her back in luscious waves. Perky breasts bounced underneath her skimpy bikini top, encapsulated by her hands as she adjusted the overflowing cups. Her succulent ass cheeks peeked out the bottom of her barely-there cutoffs.

“Fuck, she’s a stunner,” murmured Tony,adjusting his reverse-х Bismarck trunks. His massive cock churned within, eager to spring free. Grabbing his surfboard, he raced after Cynthia with a glint in his eye.

Cynthia dove gracefully into the cool, refreshing pool. The water lapped at her skin, sluicing between her ample mounds. Tony followed swiftly, surfboard held aloft. Submerged, they met in the deep end, faces inches apart.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” breathed Tony, eyes roving hungrily. Cynthia smirked, reaching down to grasp the bulge throbbing in his trunks. She squeezed it firmly, savoring the way it pulsed beneath her touch.

“Seems like someone’s happy to see me,” she purred teasingly. Tony growled, seizing her hips and yanking her body against his. Cynthia gasped as she felt his enormouse length grind between her legs, rubbing insistently against her thong-clad slit. Their wet skin slipped and slid obscenely with each thrust.

Suddenly, an elderly woman surfaced nearby, treading water. “Oh! Careful kids, there are families around!” she admonished disapprovingly. Cynthia merely giggled, giving a seductive wink.

Working quickly, she hoisted herself atop her surfboard and spread her legs invitingly. Tony fired up his jet-ski at high speed, steam billowing from the exhaust. Surging forward, he slammed into Cynthia, driving into her pussy with one forceful thrust.

“Oh FUCK!” Cynthia wailed, the loud splash attracting unwelcome attention. Alarmed gasps and children’s cries penetrated the air. Steering his jet-ski into the shallow end, Tony pushed Cynthia’s legs wide apart, grinding into her sopping cunt. Creamy fluid splashed from her lips and ran down his shaft in rivulets. Cynthia shuddered with pleasure, fingering herself feverishly.

The lifeguard leapt up from his perch, brandishing a whistle. “That’s it folks, pool’s closed for the day!” he yelled over the commotion. Tony and Cynthia giggled with unabashed glee, scampering from the miniature pool like naughty children. Grabbing their belongings, they raced to the fluorescent green van.

Hastily stripping, Cynthia chucked her wet bikini aside, revealing her naked form. Tony tackled her to the van mattress, spinning her onto her hands and knees. Mounting the back of a sow, he thrust deep into his girlfriend, her slick walls squeezing his shaft deliciously.

“Who the fuck knew pig-fucking could feel so good!” Cynthia squealed with delight. Adjusting the rearview mirror, she watched Tony plunge into her dripping pink slit over and over. The sow answered with enthusiastic snorts and orgasmic grunts.

Abruptly, a cop rapped sharply on the window. “Step out of the vehicle, miss,” he ordered sternly. Cynthia rolled her eyes, hopping out of Tony’s cock with an exaggerated moan. “Tell you what, officer, you fuck her and I’ll go pleasure myself elsewhere,” Tony suggested. The officer looked conflicted, but Cynthia seized her tits and launched them at him.

“Well, I am a married woman after all,” the officer admitted sheepishly, pulling out his throbbing penis. Cynthia couldn’t restrain her drool, diving forward to tongue it hungrily. The cop thrust into her mouth, stroking her hair. Tony hopped out opportunistically, grabbing the sow and mounting her again. Groans and grunts filled the air.

Suddenly, the officer lurched forward, spilling hot seed down Cynthia’s throat. She gulped greedily, relishing the salty taste. Tony started yowling, animal sounds piercing the wall, his stamina spent. The sow collapsed to the floor, tongue lolling out in post-coital bliss.

“Thanks officer,” Cynthia winked saucily, wiping her lips and adjusting her top. “Let’s get the fuck out of here,” she said, hopping into the van. Tony and the cop followed suit, and they peeled away, leaving the jewels of their tryst scattered behind.