CHAPTER 9: Danielle

I giggled at Terry’s hesitation to come into the lake. There were gators in Lake Pontchartrain, but they tended to stay on the south side of the lake, nearer to New Orleans.

The thought of gators quickly left my mind when I saw Terry’s cock spring out of his shorts. It caught my eye and wouldn’t let it go. His cock jutted from his muscled torso like a thick, veiny snake with a large mushroom head. It bobbed as he waded into the water. I licked my lips and held my breath. I held out my arms. I couldn’t wait to have him deep inside me.

The water was like a warm bath. It was four feet deep where I was standing. I knew this spot well because I’d been swimming here my entire life. The lake bed steadily sloped out for another ten yards or so and then dropped suddenly down to twenty or thirty feet. So long as we remained where we were—and watched out for gators—we’d be fine.

Terry took me in his arms and kissed me hard on the lips. He probed my mouth with his stiff tongue. He put his hands on my ass and lifted me up. My legs went around his waist. My pussy straddled his cock like a bicycle seat. I felt the shaft, long and hard, beneath my folds. The round head tickled my anus.

He put his hands on my hips and slowly slid me back and forth over the length of his cock. I could feel my hot juices slathering over him, mixing with the warm water of the lake.

“God, that feels amazing.” I sighed as my pussy slid along the full length of his shaft. I could feel the bulbous head sliding from my clit to my asshole. Each time it passed my opening, my breath caught in my throat. “You’re so long…so hard…”

I laced my fingers behind his neck and leaned back. His hands came up to my tits. My tits were large, more than a handful. He kneaded the soft flesh and tweaked my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I lay my head back and moaned.

“I want to fuck you,” he said, sucking air in through his teeth. “Put me inside you.”

The muscles in his shoulders and arms rippled as he held me up by my ass with my legs still wrapped around him. I reached down between my legs and took his cock in my hand for the first time. Jesus, I almost came when my fingers wrapped around it. It had been a long time since I’d felt a man’s cock. Randy was half the man Terry was. I couldn’t help but wonder if it would even fit inside me.

I guided the head of his cock to my opening. My pussy was dripping wet. The head slid easily in. The air rushed from my lungs. My eyes closed as a shudder went through my body. I pushed my hips toward him and his cock pushed its way inside me.

“You’re so tight,” he said with a sigh.

“And you’re so big.” I laced my fingers behind his neck again and licked my dry lips. “Now shut up and fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said.

He dug his fingers into my ass and pulled me to him. His cock impaled me, pushing the breath from my lungs and a sigh from my lips. He slid in another inch, and then another. When the head of his cock reached the depth of me, he used his grip on my ass to slide me back and forth along the shaft.

“Holy shit…” Every nerve in my body jumped to attention as he fucked me with long, slow strokes. My nipples grew thick and hard. I let my eyes go across his face. His eyes were closed. His mouth was hanging open. He began to pant like a dog. His chest muscled flexed. His nipples looked like hard pebbles that I longed to take between my lips.

Terry steadily increased the speed of his thrusts. He was building toward an orgasm with every stroke. I was getting closer, too. I could feel the walls of my pussy stretching to accommodate his massive cock. I could feel the bulbous head bouncing off my cervix. The sparks that were shooting through my body began to make their way to my pussy, like streams of lava being pushed toward the surface by tremendous pressure.

“Oh…god…” He opened his eyes and moaned. “I’m coming.”

I held on to his neck as he pummeled me against him. In one great wave, we came together, him filling me with his hot, milky seed and me slathering him with my hot, oily juices.

He thrust into me one last time and groaned. I pulled myself into his chest and pressed my forehead against him as I came. He leaned back in the water with me on top of him. He squeezed my ass and laughed.

“What’s so funny?” I asked, my lips on his.

“I forgot all about the gators,” he said with a grin.

“That’s good,” I said, bracing my palms on his chest to push myself up to sit on him like a pool float. His cock was still inside me. I wiggled my hips against him. “But trust me, they didn’t forget about you.”

“That’s not even funny,” he said, looking around. He put his hands on my hips and gazed into my eyes. “Why don’t we go back to my hotel in New Orleans for round two.”

I rolled my thumbs over his hard nipples. “Round two?”

“Yes,” he said, giving me the smile he knew I couldn’t resist. “My brother is waiting for you.”