Tomorrow is the day I ask Sierra to marry me. Forget sleeping, all I saw when I closed my eyes was her strutting her stuff as she walked out in the skimpiest bikini I’d ever seen. I didn’t care that the only people, other than me, seeing her were her brothers and mine; I wanted to keep her neck deep in the water. She kept swimming away from me. Thankfully, I am faster. If I could have attached myself physically to her, I would have.
We’d been lost in our own world, just the two of us. I hadn’t noticed that everyone had moved to the hot tub until the triangle of her top slid to the side leaving her nipple exposed. On instinct, rather than adjusting her top, I covered her with my hand. Quickly looked around and saw that we were alone in the pool. Enjoying the effortless way I could manipulate her, I pulled her body flush with mine. There was no way she could have missed the effect she had on me. Without warning, she wrapped her legs around my waist and flopped backwards into the water. Her hair fanned out and her tits threatened to escape the tiny top she was wearing. It gave a new meaning to the term wet dream. She was my dream.
Without warning, she reached for my forearms, which she used to pull herself up my body. “Take me to my room. They are distracted in the hot tub. If we wait, Curtis, Will and Callie will be in the room next to mine. If we go now, they won’t be there yet.”
I needed no further explanation. I lifted her to sit on the side of the pool and used my upper body to lift myself out before helping her stand. I didn’t bother toweling off; instead, I used both towels I’d brought out to carefully wrap her up. We said good night as we made our way into the house. I wanted to scoop her up and run to her room, but showing more restraint than I felt, I simply let her lead the way.
As soon as she stepped into her room, I pulled the string that rested in the middle of her back then quickly pulled the one at the back of her neck. “This is the last time you’ll wear this one.” Before she could respond I pulled the back of her bottoms up, wedging the already skimpy bottoms further up her ass. “Seriously, you’re never wearing this suit again.” She didn’t bother trying to stop me as I used one hand to tug, fully exposing both cheeks, I used the other to pull the string on my own suit. The strain of my rock-hard cock ripped the Velcro open on my board shorts. Just like that, I was able to slap her ass with my cock.
She got a little sassy with me, “You don’t like my Brazilian bottoms? I thought you would like them.”
“No Babe, I don’t. If you want to flash me your ass, feel free any time. But there is no fucking need to wear this shit for other people to see. I don’t give a shit who was out there. It could have just been my sister, I still wouldn’t want you wearing it.” I pulled a little harder as I guided her to stand at the foot of the bed. “Bend over. Damn Babe. I wish you could see what I see when you bend over like this for me.” I hooked my finger under the edge of the bikini, effectively forcing her pussy to spread on either side of the suit. I was on my knees behind her in seconds, I could smell her arousal even over the strong scent of the chlorine. Using only my teeth, I pulled the bottoms off, taking my time, one side at a time. As the bottoms hit the floor I diverted my attention to her bare pussy. Using both hands to hold her ass open, I devoured her. No area off limits, I drilled her ass with my firm tongue then fluttered it over and around her clit. I alternated back and forth, lapping at her dripping cunt in between. She buried her face into the bedding as her orgasm hit. Greedily, I drank every last drop.
When she bent her knees together, she effectively dislodged my mouth from her still pulsing pussy. The orgasm increased her sass, “So you’re saying you like the suit?”
Faster than she was expecting, I landed an open palm on her right ass cheek. Rather than yelping as I expected her to do, she moaned deep in her throat. Instantly, my cock was dripping at the sound and knowledge that I just increased her pleasure. With one hand on each cheek, I massaged and squeezed, then released her so I could pinch the end of my cock; hopefully slowing the orgasm trying to work its way out. I lined myself up with her wet, open slit and with one thrust was balls deep. She didn’t shy away from the invasion. Instead, she increased my pace by slamming herself back against me. I needed her to slow down or it would be over in seconds. I smacked her left cheek with hope of slowing her down. Wrong, I just ignited the fire and she was burning even hotter. Rather than holding her by the hips, I took turns spanking then rubbing her ass as I gave us both pleasure with the movement of my hips. “Fucking perfect Babe.” were the only intelligible words spoken. Everything else was grunts, growls, and moans of approval and admiration. I watched as the physical twitching along her spine rolled down her body. When it reached her ass, I watched it twitch as well. As soon as it rolled past her ass, I could feel her orgasm explode. It was more than I could take, I shot off like a rocket as she rocked through it.
I watched as her body went limp from the force of her orgasm. I didn’t want to pull out, I wanted to stay deep inside her, but I knew she was exhausted. I also knew that tomorrow is the day, the day I ask her to marry me.
I cleaned her up and tucked her in. I openly kissed her, knowing she would be able to still taste herself on my lips. I don’t know what it is about knowing she can taste herself that turns me on, but it does. She put a halt to taking it any further when she couldn’t keep her eyes open. I let her sleep knowing that we had a big day tomorrow.