Sofie
Lying here next to the pool and remembering the deep, penetrating lines drawn in my muscles by Oliver's strong fingers causes me to let out a little moan as I stretch and luxuriate in my newfound relaxation on the massage table. I knew I was stressed, but I didn't realize how stressed I was until Oliver's fingers found spasms and tense muscles I didn't even know I had.
Watching him walk, I wonder if he knows how good he makes me feel. As he strides past, I seize the opportunity and reach out, catching his waist band and pulling him in closer.
I look up at him adoringly as he moves toward me. He patiently watches and waits, not saying a word. I know that he is putty in my hands, yet I don’t feel like I am the one in control.
I could get away with anything right now, and I know exactly what I want to do.
When he reaches me, I pull myself up, lift his shirt, and plant little kisses on the toned, tanned skin of his abs. Oliver reaches down and rubs hands still covered in oil on my shoulders, the muscles still soft from his powerful ministrations.
I work my kisses lower and lower, pulling his waistband down to expose his red pubic hair. I marvel at this for a moment, and even in just that short hesitation, I can feel him tense up a bit more, sensing he is about to be teased. I slowly continue to pull his shorts down lower, allowing the waistband to drag down inch by inch as it frees his enormous cock.
Before I get the waistband past the head of his throbbing muscle, I can already feel it stiffening as his hot blood rushes into it. I continue to lower the waistband, and his now pulsing, hard cock springs out of his shorts, flinging a small drop of precum on my face.
I smile as I wipe it off with my finger tip. Using the same finger, I tap the end of his man meat where a small pool of the precum is still there. Pulling my finger back, I press my thumb to it and pull the fingers apart again, exposing the strand of precum that drapes down between my fingertips.
I raise my fingers to my lips and run my tongue all around them, exaggeratingly licking up every last bit of the drop that was there.
Then I turn and look at his hard cock, now standing at full attention, saluting me. I take my hand— fingers now slick with a mix of my saliva and the thin layer of massage oil that is still there—and gently run the fingertips down the head of the cock and along the shaft.
As soon as my fingers make contact, it pulses and throbs and continues to do it as I work my hands up and down the massive shaft. Realizing there was just too much for one hand, I run my tongue along the palm of my left hand and add that to the mix.
I alternate between jerking my man off with both hands and using one to massage his balls. It has the desired effect. I can feel his breathe begin to quicken and his muscles begin to strain.
But no, I am not done with him yet.
I slow my efforts, but I tighten my grip as I continue to run my hands up and down his massive shaft, careful to let his pleasure build. He groans in ecstasy as I tease the tip, again tapping the drop of precum with my finger and pulling away from his cock to let it stretch out and dangle from my fingertip.
Having had my fun, I stick my tongue out and lick the drop of precum before I slowly slide my lips down his cock, taking as much of it in my mouth as I can. I cradle his balls with my hand, squeezing them gently and massaging them back and forth with my fingers as I leave his cock rubbing on the back of my throat.
Slowly, I move my head back, sucking and licking his cock as I release it from my mouth. Letting it come completely out of my mouth, I kiss the tip gently, teasing him more. Oliver's man meat responds by pulsing out toward me, as if his cock itself is trying to get back into my mouth.
I smile as I think to myself what a great idea that is. Reaching both hands around to his perfect ass, I grab tightly to each cheek and thrust forward his hips hard, his cock sliding easily down my throat.
It goes so deeply into me, it causes a chill to ripple down my entire body, and I feel my own orgasm starting to build within me. No, I am going to wait this time. I want to really enjoy this.
Grabbing each cheek hard, I yank at his ass to pull his cock out of my mouth and pull him toward me to drive it deep down my throat again. This time, Oliver adds a little of his own thrust to it, and I tilt my head to look up at him.
He is watching me, and he uses his hand to move my hair out of the way. I smile up at him as much as I can with my mouth so stretched out around his man meat.
Oliver continues to thrust; I use my grip on his tight ass more to guide than move him, and for both of our pleasures, of course.
I feel so safe with him, like I don't have to worry about saying something too smart to him that he gets embarrassed he doesn't understand. I feel like I can tell him anything. Although I can't tell him anything now, as my mouth is completely occupied.
He thrusts his hard cock down my throat rhythmically, careful not to push it too far. As I look up at him, he runs his fingers through my hair. He holds my head with one hand, then he uses the other to trace down my cheek, feeling it expand each time his lust muscle tries to make its way to my stomach.
His cock tastes so good I can't wait to taste his hot cum! It doesn't take too much longer.
The speed of his thrusts quickens, and I can feel his muscles start to tense again. Looking up at him, I can see in his face the exquisite ecstasy of having let his orgasm build. But it is time to reward him.
I smile up at him, but his head is tilted back, and his eyes are staring off into the distance, seeing nothing. Looking back, I put my full attention on his cock. I suck a little harder, causing the inside of my cheeks to cave slightly, increasing the friction along his shaft and head.
I hear him start to moan, and I feel his pace begin to falter.
His thrusts into my mouth begin to get slower and deeper, each accompanied by a grunt from this usually quiet man. My own orgasm is building inside me as well.
He puts both hands on my head now as he drives his cock into my mouth. I know this is it; I feel my swollen pussy lips start to quiver. As he thrusts again, I relax my throat and take it all the way in, feeling his pubic hair on my nose and his balls on my chin.
His whole body is frozen for a second, and then his cock releases its massive load of cum into my mouth and down my throat. The feeling sets off my own orgasm, and I groan as much as I can with my mouth so full of his hot, sticky load as it works its way down my throat.
It is so hot I can feel my whole body warm from the inside, him warming it from above, and my own heat coming from below. The sensation drives me wild. And as I feel each thrust, a new wave of my own orgasm passes over me.
Oliver waits until he is done before pulling his cock out of my mouth. He helps me up off the table when he does, and I stand before him as he holds me in his arms. As he looks deeply into my eyes, he kisses me passionately.
He is an amazing kisser. He’s working his powerful tongue around my own. I wonder what it would feel like between my legs.
I worry for a moment that he has heard my thoughts when he starts to move his kisses down from my mouth, kissing my face and chin, traveling along my neck, and down on my chest. As he kisses each of my breasts, he picks me up and sits me back on the massage table.
I lean back, and my heart quickens as his kisses get lower and lower. Did he hear what I was thinking?
His hands rub and massage my tits as he kisses and sucks on my nipples. It feels so good, and I already know that I am wet again. I want to reach out and grab his head, driving him right to my pussy, but it is only fair after all the teasing I did to let him have his fun too.
Slowly, his kisses find their way down my tight belly, and his hands move to the tops of my legs, spreading them apart and exposing my swollen pussy lips. I can just see a little glisten from this angle, and I am not sure if it is from how wet I am now or a from little of my cum from before.
He kneels before me and kisses the bottom of my stomach, moving lower to nuzzle his chin in my short, shaped pubic hair. Moving to his left, he raises my right leg and kisses the inside of my thigh, starting near the knee and working his way in.
Just before he reaches my pussy, he stops and raises my left leg and does it there too. He gets so close to my pussy when he is done that I feel his hot breath on me, and the sensation is almost more than I can bare.
Centering himself on me, he licks his lips with his wet tongue and kisses my swollen and engorged pussy. The touch of his lips is so gentle, but after his teasing, it sends my head spinning. He gently peels my lips back with his fingertips and slowly, gently rolls his tongue along the inside of each of my pussy lips.
An involuntary shiver that runs through my body almost causes me to lose my balance as I lean back on my arms. He does it again, a little more pressure this time. I shift my weight to my right arm and use my left to press on my pubis, pulling it back slightly.
It took all of my self-control not to start rubbing my clit right then or for me to finger myself, but it also feels amazing to be teased so much. I am so sensitive I can feel everything.
Again, for all intents and purposes, sensing my thoughts, he wraps his lips around mine and pulls slightly with them. I could've cum right there and probably would've if he had started using his tongue, but he just waits, keeping the negative pressure on my pussy and letting me adjust.
After a moment, he stops his sucking on me and spreads his lips to take mine in again, sucking on my pussy. And this time I can feel his tongue sneaking in and lightly probing. Again, Oliver releases the suction and repeats it, each time a little harder, his tongue going in a little deeper.
Oliver moves up, and his tongue finds my clit. I let out an audible moan and look down to see him looking up at me, smiling.
Smiling back at him, I grab the back of his head and push him in deeper. His tongue slides along the length of my clit, and my whole body shudders.
The heat building inside me tells me that I am getting ready to come again. Putting my other hand behind his head, I match my own thrusts and grind my pussy on his tongue. It feels fucking amazing!
Oliver reaches up with his hands, finding my breasts and nipples. One hand continues up, and his fingers come near my mouth. I open my mouth, and two of his fingers slide right in.
It seems like so much less to have in my mouth than his cock, but I am perfectly content to have it while he continues to go down on me.
I suck on his fingers as if they were a cock, swirling my tongue around them. After a moment, I realize that Oliver's tongue follows the same motion as my own does in my mouth.
I use this to my advantage and tease myself a little more through him, until I am ready to explode. Then I drive my tongue down on his fingers, licking and sucking hard. He does the same on my clit, and in seconds I am pushed over the edge.
His fingers slip out of my mouth as I tilt my head back, screaming as my pussy violently shakes, and I thrust myself into his face. With the last delicious spasm, my whole body goes limp, and I lay back on the massage table.
As I lay there trying to catch my breath, I realize that Oliver has not really stopped with his tongue. His mouth and tongue are going further down, heading toward my ass. Before I know it, his tongue is starting to circle my asshole.
I'm not really sure what to think of this. I've never had anyone put their tongue down there before, but I didn't want to stop him. Any doubts in my mind soon drift away as his thick mouth muscle begins to lick around the hole, and I am rewarded with waves of pleasure traveling through me.
Using just a little pressure with his tongue, my hole begins to relax. Sensing this, Oliver pushes a little deeper each time. After a few moments more, he is able to thrust his entire tongue deep within my tiny backdoor.
And thrust he does! As his tongue moves in and out of me, I am loving every second of it.
I feel his tongue come out, but he doesn't push it back in. I instantly miss the sensation. Risking a look down, I see his fingers come out of his mouth, wet with saliva.
I feel a fingertip circle the hole, and then some gentle pressure as it is spread apart to allow his index finger in. He continues to work my asshole as he rises up, first with his index finger, then squeezing his middle finger in there as well.
My own body picks up his rhythm, matching it thrust for thrust. I brace my hands on the table to hold myself steady, and I watch him stand. While the fingers of his right hand play in and around my asshole, he licks his left hand and strokes his cock to spread his saliva around it.
Seemingly unsatisfied with just this, Oliver grabs the massage oil bottle and drips some along the length of his cock. He slides his hand up and down his massive shaft to spread the lubricant around, being careful to leave plenty on the head.
He pulls his fingers out and stands before me. Putting one hand under each leg near my ass, he picks me up and pulls me a little closer to the edge of the table. I am so nervous and excited about what is going to happen next.
He pushes my legs up higher, bending my hips up, and lines his massive cock up to my tiny hole. He takes a step closer. I jump a little as I feel the head start to poke around it.
He puts my legs over his shoulders. Holding his cock with his right hand, he guides it to my dark hole and gently puts some pressure on it. There is a little resistance at first, but my asshole soon remembers how relaxed and spread it just was, and it opens up before him.
Oliver takes his cue and eases his lust muscle deep into my tiny hole. I don't think that it is going to end, as inch by inch passes into me. But each inch brings more pleasure, and my mouth hangs open in a permanent "OH!" face.
Just as I start to think that I cannot take any more, he stops and begins to ease his throbbing cock out again. As before, it feels like it takes forever for him to come out of me. But my ass is so tight I can feel every vein bulging out of his enormity.
He pulls himself all the way out, and I can feel that my hole is stretched wide open. He looks at it for a second, smiling, before thrusting himself back in, this time a little faster and with more force.
Oliver's cock reaches deep inside my ass and then starts the long journey back out again. This time, he doesn't come all the way out, instead stopping with the head of his cock just inside my asshole. He thrusts harder this time and begins more of a pumping action into me.
I am in my glory. I've never had this much stimulation in my ass before, and my body is trying to catch up to processing it. I reach up and grab my full tits, squeezing them and pulling my nipples out, moaning with each thrust into me.
Oliver is a freight train, barrelling down my brown track and filling me completely. He locks eyes with me, and I feel so connected to him.
He reaches out and fondles my breasts, lightly pinching, rolling, and pulling at my nipples between his fingers. He grunts as he thrusts his cock deep inside of me.
My body—still limp from the mind-blowing orgasm when he ate me out, and before that completely relaxed from the massage—is now half limp with pleasure again. My muscles are gelatin, and there is not much I can do other than hang on to him and enjoy the ride.
I wish that this could go on forever, but I can tell from his breathing that the sensation is beginning to be more than he can bare.
Oliver continues to pound his cock into my asshole, thrusting so deeply into me, and I can feel the sweat dripping down on my bare skin.
Oh yes, baby! Oh yes, give it to me! Fuck my tiny little asshole! I could never dream of saying that out loud to him, and I’m even surprised at myself for thinking it! But oh, how true it is right now!
Oliver's breathing changes—his grunts giving way to moans, and his thrusts become frantic. I can't decide whether I want him to come inside of me or on me. Again, almost reading my mind, Oliver starts to come in me, then he pulls out and shoots his hot load onto my stomach.
As soon as his cum touches my skin, I lose it. My body instantly goes into a full orgasm!
I squeeze my tits together as he shoots some of his load on them. He puts one knee on the table and slides his cock through my cleavage in the pool of his own cum.
As he finishes shooting his load on me, he steps down from the table. The two of us are covered in sweat and oil. My tits and pussy and his cock are out for the whole world to see, and I am wearing half of his load while his face is covered with mine.
What a sight we must make. We both start laughing, and he looks to the pool.
"What do you say about taking a dip? At least it will cool us off!" We both laugh, thinking that he probably means it will clean us off.
"I don't have my bathing suit on."
"I don't think you need to worry about that at this point."
I realize that he is right. If I was concerned about someone coming along and finding us there, I probably should not have been screaming throughout my orgasms.
Unable to shake the self-conscious “I'm being watched” feeling right away, now that it was acknowledged, I wrap the massage sheet around my slick, naked flesh and tip-toe to the pool’s edge.
Oliver shrugs and comes behind me after leaving his shorts lying where he was standing. He stands there, in all his naked glory, before smoothly diving into the pool. Popping up a minute later, he wipes the water from his face with both hands, smoothing his thick hair back in the process.
"Come on in, Sofie. The water is fine!"
His bravado display was just what I needed! I let the massage sheet slip to the ground, exposing my naked form, and give him a moment to drink in my body standing above him before jumping in the pool next to him.
He was right; the water temperature is perfect. It’s cool enough on my hot skin, but not so much that it causes my loose muscles to tense back up again. I swim around the small area of the pool before dipping my head back to wet my hair and smoothing it out with my hands.
To the side of the pool is a rock formation with water traveling down it, creating a small waterfall that fills the pool. There is luscious vegetation growing around it. I wonder for a moment at what rate the water is flowing into the pool before catching Oliver smiling at me out of the corner of my eye.
"Penny for your thoughts," he says to me.
Don't say you were thinking about the flow rate! Don't say you were thinking about the flow rate! "I was thinking about the flow rate." Dammit!
Smiling, he says, "There's my little academic." He gestures over to the waterfall. "It's about 17.3 gallons per minute. The uneven surface of the rocks give it a little variation that changes depending on the sample size that you take. The pool itself is roughly only 10,000 gallons, and I was looking for about a ten-hour turnaround."
The smile suddenly vanishes as he realizes that he may have geeked out a little too much for me. He peeks at me from the corner of his eye and is instantly relieved by the ear-to-ear grin I am wearing for him.
I paddle over to him and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pressing my bare breasts against his chest. "Oh, my scientist! I love it when you talk shop to me!"
I kiss him lightly—first on one cheek and then on the other. When I finish, he looks deeply into my eyes, and I lose myself in his. We kiss more passionately this time, and he wraps his powerful arms around me.
I pull my feet up off the floor of the pool, surrendering myself to him, and he carries me slowly around the pool while still kissing me. Closing my eyes, I lose all sense of which direction I am facing, and I love the feeling of leaving him totally in charge of me.
I open my eyes when the motion stops, and I realize that he has backed himself against the side of the pool, near the waterfall. I look down at another sensation and realize that Oliver is rock-hard again.
All twelve inches of him are standing at attention before me. I smile as I come up with a wicked idea.
Taking a deep breath and holding it, I plunge into the water before him, putting my face right in front of his Loch Ness monster. I've never done anything like this before, and I have a little trouble opening my mouth to take his massive cock in while still holding my breath. A few bubbles escape, but I manage to wrap my lips around thick root and suck on it as I move my head up and down along its length.
I can only stay down a short while before I have to come back up for air. As I breach the surface, I immediately blow the carbon dioxide out of my lungs. But before I can take a breath in, two hands seize me on either side of my face, and my open mouth is pressed up against lips and a very anxious tongue! I have to tap on his shoulder to get him to release me.
"What? Oh my god, I'm sorry!"
I gasp for air as he lets me go, and he turns bright red, face full of concern. As I greedily suck air in, I nod to him to indicate that I am alright, and we both laugh—or rather, I laugh in between panting.
Having caught my breath, I start kissing him again. I reach down and slide my hands along his cock while I am kissing him. He moans into my mouth, and it makes me so horny!
I release my mouth from him and give him a stern look. He holds both hands up in the air and shrugs, letting me know that I am in charge here and that he will follow my lead. Or at least not start kissing me again before I have a chance to breathe some air in.
I take a few quick breaths, and one deep one that I hold, and slip under the water again, my mouth aching to be filled with his cock once more.
Even in the pool, my skin feels so hot, and I need to have him inside of me. I come back up for air, and this time he lets me take several breaths before trying to kiss me.
Putting my arms around his heavily muscled shoulders, I pull myself up. Reaching down, I position his cock and lower myself on top of it. In the pool, I didn't realize how wet I was getting, but his cock slides right into me as if it was made for me.
I moan into his mouth now as his enormous lust muscle enters my engorged pussy fully. I feel his balls pressed against my ass as my weight bears me down on him and as he pulls me into him.
I pull myself up and drop down on him again. It feels so good to have him this deep in me.
Again and again, I lift myself and drop down on him. Again and again, his rock-hard cock is thrust into me, filling me to my core. Again and again, I am filled with this ecstatic euphoria as waves of pleasure wash over my body, and the waves that we make wash out of the pool.
I feel his hands reach around behind me, and he grabs onto my shoulders, pulling me down on him harder and harder, thrusting himself into me deeper and deeper.
He stands up while still inside of me and turns around, putting my back to the edge of the pool. I release my hold from around his shoulders and steady myself on the sides of the pool, thrusting my hips out to line up with him.
He plants his feet and uses powerful muscles to thrust into me. While he is fucking me, he leans down and kisses my breasts, sucking on my nipples.
In a short amount of time, I can feel him start to tire, the resistance of the water sucking the energy out of him. He fights it for a few moments longer, then he stops his thrusts and kisses me passionately.
Picking me up, he carries me over to the ladder of the pool, and we both get out. He gets a towel and lays it on the ground where we are. Neither one of us bother to towel ourselves off.
He wants me to lie down on the towel, but I lead him to it instead. It's my turn, and I am going to ride my man as hard and as fast as I can.
With Oliver lying on his back, I position myself over him, my pussy glistening with my juices. I lower myself on his throbbing cock, which is eager to climb inside of me again. I take only a moment to enjoy the feeling of him filling me completely before I start to rock back and forth on him, slowly at first, but building both speed and intensity with each repetition.
He feels amazing inside of me. He reaches down and uses his thumb to play with my clit. In only moments, I am ready to come, but I want to wait for him. I want to make this last, and I want us to come together in another mind-blowing orgasm.
His cock feels so good in me, and I can feel my ability to resist coming start to fail. I don't know how much more I can take. I start grinding hard into his cock, and my skin starts to burn as the orgasm builds within me.
Oh my god, I am so close to coming, but I don't want to come without him.
He reaches up and grabs my tits, and when I look down at him, I can tell from his face that he is about to come as well. Suddenly, it is too much for me, and my pussy clamps down on his cock as it explodes with cum, sending violent shivers throughout my whole body.
This must've been what he was holding out for. Within seconds, I can feel him thrust hard up in me, and I feel the heat from his cum as it shoots into me. I pull myself off him, and as his cock comes out of my pussy, it sends another wave of ecstasy through me.
I lean back, and Oliver grabs a hold of his cock, half aiming, half jerking off, as he finishes on me. His pulsing cock shoots his hot man batter onto my stomach, tits, and face.
I thought my skin felt hot before, but his cum feels so hot I almost think it is going to burn me! I use my fingers to rub it into my skin.
As he finishes, I get up and lean over him. I grab a hold of his cock and jerk it a little more myself before taking it in my mouth, sucking every last drop of his delicious cum out of it. I love the taste of his cum mixed with my cum and other juices.
I reach down, and wipe some of the cum up with my fingers, then I put them in my mouth and suck the cum off them.
I moan with pleasure and lie down in his arms. Perfectly relaxed and content, I trace little loving circles on his chest with my fingertips. All thoughts of school, exams, and projects couldn't be further from my mind, and I think to myself how this is exactly what I needed.
What a perfect afternoon this is.