As I am driving off, I contemplate how to get the rest of my tools from Rose’s house without causing any problems. She was a cool chick, a little crazy, but a good fuck. Maybe if I show up and apologize for kind of being a dick and not fucking her, she will forgive me, let me grab my tools, and go about my way.

Resigned to my plan, I pull up to Rose’s house and park along the curb. “Here goes nothing,” I say to myself as I hop out of my truck.

I walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. I wait about a minute…and nothing. I knock and wait another minute, and still nothing. I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave any of my tools inside the house as I was working outside around the pool. I walk around the house to see if the back gate is unlocked.

When I get around the side of the house, I can hear some music playing. Sweet, Rose must be home. Just as I am about to try the handle and see if it’s unlocked, I hear a moan over the music, and it stops me dead in my tracks. This is not a moan of pain. This is a moan I have heard thousands of times in my life. It’s a moan of pleasure.

I walk down a few steps, looking for a space between the wooden slats in the fence. I find one at the corner of the fencing and take a peek through, not expecting to find Rose’s daughter Tara lying in the pool on a float, topless with her bathing suit bottoms pulled to the side, rubbing her pussy.

“Holy fuck,” I mumble to myself, my cock instantly hardening and straining against my jeans. I pause a moment to take in the beauty of her body and contemplate whether to let her finish or just walk right in and ruin her little solo party.

I decide to do a little of both. I give her another few minutes to let her get closer to orgasm and decide to quietly open the gate and walk to the edge of the pool. Her eyes are closed, and she doesn’t see me standing at the edge of the pool. Her float slowly shifts in my direction, and her pussy is on full display in front of me now—a dusty shade of pink and glistening with her arousal.

She reaches up with one hand and starts to rub her nipple between her finger and thumb. Her other hand quickens in pace as she spreads her legs farther, slipping two fingers between her lips and inserting them deep into her pussy.

I can tell she is getting close to coming.

Unable to resist, I reach down and start rubbing my hard cock through my jeans.

I assume Rose isn’t home or expected back anytime soon, or Tara wouldn’t be in the pool half naked and masturbating. After her teasing yesterday, I decide, fuck it, I’m going to call her out on her bluff.

“May I join?” I ask.

She’s startled at the sound of my voice and flips right off the float and into the pool.

“What the fuck! What are you doing? Don’t you knock? You just can’t go barging in someone’s backyard like that!” she yells.

“Don’t like someone walking in on you when you’re enjoying yourself? I figure turnabout is fair play,” I tell her with a cocky grin.

“For fuck’s sake, you scared the ever-loving hell out of me!”

“Sorry about that.” That’s a lie. “I came over to get the rest of my tools. I knocked on the front door, and nobody answered. I assumed nobody was home and came around the back to grab them. I didn’t think I would find you in the pool masturbating.”

“I-I wasn’t masturbating,” she stutters, trying to play it off.

“Were you thinking about my big cock?” I tease her.

“No!” she screeches, but I know better. The guilty look on her face is all the confirmation I need.

“Uh-huh, nice try. I stood here and enjoyed the performance for a few minutes,” I respond, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and pulling it over my head.

“What are you doing?”

I reach down to unlace my boots and kick them off.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Ignoring her questions, I pull off my socks and unbutton my jeans, slide them down my thighs, and expose my large, erect cock. “I asked if I could join, and you didn’t say no. I take that as a yes, then.” As I step out of my jeans, my fully erect cock is pointing straight at her.

Her eyes grow large, and she licks her lips. “Jesus Christ! I’ve never seen a cock that big in my life.”

I dive in and swim up on the other side of the raft she is holding on to as a shield.

“You saw it yesterday when you barged in on your mom and me.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t really look at it that way. I didn’t exactly want to see my mom naked, bent over and getting fucked. Gross!” Her nose scrunches up.

I push away the float that’s between us and close the gap separating us until I am eye to eye with her. “I assume since you haven’t said no to me joining you, you’re okay with this?” I reach around her waist with my arm and pull her up against my body. Staring into her eyes, I stretch my hand down and palm her sweet little pussy.

She anchors her hands on my shoulders, pulling herself against me, grinding her pussy against my hand.

Before I can mutter another word, she barks, “Shut up and fuck me with your fingers.” Planting her lips on mine, she parts my lips with her tongue. Her tongue sweeps across mine, deepening the kiss.

Her pussy is already slick, and my fingers slide in easily. She puts her heels on my thighs, spreading her legs and allowing me easier access, and then she starts riding my fingers like they’re a cock.

“More. Another finger please,” she moans.

I add a third finger, and her pussy greedily accepts it. I work my thick digits in and out of her, quickening my pace. My cock yearns to be in her. Her pussy is so tight, I bet she’d be milking my cock in no time.

“Deeper,” she moans into my mouth.

“I’ll give you something deeper.” I pull my fingers from her and squeeze her hips. Then I reach down and grab her by the ankles, pulling them off my thighs, and hook them around my waist. With my cock firmly in hand, I line the head up with her pussy lips, rubbing my cock up and down her seam, teasing then parting it. I find her entrance and push the head of my cock into her tight, velvety hole. I grasp her hips and pull her against me, the full length of my cock buried deep inside her wet heat.

“Oh my God,” she breathes out, shuddering.

Pausing for a moment, I suck in a breath while allowing her to get used to my size. She feels so damn good as I stretch her walls to take me deeper.

“It’s so fucking big,” she whispers into my ear. “I feel so full.”

She locks her ankles around my back, and I place my hands on her hips. She’s pulling against the small of my back with her legs, grinding on my cock with her needy cunt. I push her off my cock slowly, and she pulls herself back onto me quickly. We fuck in a hypnotic rhythm, alternating between me pushing her up and her pulling herself back down. She arches her back, pressing her tits toward me. I take her nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling the sensitive bud, sending her over the edge into a body-trembling orgasm. She pulls me deep into her, grinding up and down, and her body shakes as her orgasm courses through her body.

“That was amazing! I’ve never had a cock that filled me up like you just did. Now let me pleasure you. I want to suck that massive cock.” Releasing the leg lock she has on me, she pulls away, and my cock twitches as it leaves her tight pussy, eager for a release.

She places her hands on my chest, pressing me back toward the pool steps. I reach the steps and crawl backward up them until I reach the top step and sit, still in the water, but just enough above the waterline for her to be able to suck me off.

“Lie back,” she says, placing a hand against my chest, the other hand grabbing my cock, stroking it as she looks into my eyes. “You have a sexy cock,” she purrs with big eyes.

I do as she says and lie back, placing my elbows on the pool deck as she kneels between my legs. Lowering her head and taking my cock into her mouth, she rolls her tongue along the underside, teasing my sweet spot. I tilt my head back and close my eyes, enjoying the warmth of her mouth on my cock. She grips my cock tightly, stroking it up and down as she presses the head to the back of her throat.

The patio door slams open, causing Tara to nearly choke on my cock and scaring me half to death. We both look over to find Rose standing in the doorway seething.

Well, fuck me. This isn’t good.

“You motherfucker!” she yells. “I can’t believe you have the balls to come over here after last night, let alone have your cock in my daughter’s mouth!”

“Rose, it’s not what you think!” I call out in a pathetic attempt to buy time to think of an excuse, but there isn’t one to be found.

“Your cock’s in my daughter’s mouth, and it’s not what I think? Then what the hell is it? You know what, never mind. Get your ass the fuck out of my pool and off of my property!” She screams so loud I am afraid the neighbors will hear.

I hop out of the pool and walk over to where my pants are and put them back on. I turn to Rose and hold my arms out toward her. “Rose, I came over to get my tools and apologize to you for what happened last night.” I know that’s a half lie, but I want to try to defuse the situation as much as possible.

“I can’t fucking believe this! First, my daughter walks in on us fucking, and then, I walk in on her sucking your dick. Just get the fuck out of here. I don’t want an apology from you. You’re an asshole, and I need a fucking drink.”

Rose goes back into the house, slamming the patio door behind her and nearly shattering the glass. I grab my clothes while making my way over to where my tools are.

“Thanks for the orgasm. Stop by later this week while my mom’s at work, and I can finish what I started and give you yours,” Tara says with a smirk on her face.

I grab my tools and head out the fence door without saying a word. Crazy bitches…