On the Poolside [FM][anal]

    Allison pulled her shirt up. It caught for just a moment on her breasts, then came off. She tossed on the deck next to her towel. She hooked her fingers inside the waistband of her jean shorts and pulled them down, laying them next to her shirt. She straightened the straps on her swimsuit and walked towards the pool.

     

    “Water’s cold,” Sam said. She looked out at him in the pool, droplets of water resting on his chest muscles. She dipped her toes in the water and confirmed that the water was cold. “Best if you just do a cannonball,” Sam said, looking at her. She felt exposed in her one-piece and was glad she’d decided not to wear the bikini.

     

    “All right,” Allison said. She walked to the other end of the pool where the water was deeper. She’d never dated anybody with a private pool before, and it was a strange experience. Sam hadn’t tried to hide his wealth, but this was most he’d ever flaunted it. She jumped and brought her knees to her chest, her blonde hair flying into the air behind her, and then landed in the water, a wave of cold spreading over her, almost immediately soaking through her swimsuit. She surfaced and pushed her hair out of her face. “It’s not that bad,” she said. Sam waded his way towards her, the water slowly getting deeper.

     

    “It’s pretty cold. Usually, it’s warmer, but I’ve not turned on the heater in a few days.”

     

    “Why not?” Allison asked.

     

    “It’s getting warmer outside, pretty soon I won’t need to.”

     

    “Oh,” she said, nodding. Sam grabbed her around the waist and she felt his fingers through her swimsuit. Together, they walked around, floating. “Not gonna lie,” Allison said. “I don’t quite see the point of this.”

     

    “Oh?” Sam said, looking over at her. Then, he swam just a little bit away and splashed her. She sputtered and rubbed her eyes, then looked at him. He was laughing and swam to a shallower area so he could stand.

     

    “What was that?” Allison asked.

     

    “The point of being here!” Sam exclaimed, splashing her again. “C’mon, you gotta splash me back.” She did, but it was weak. He laughed and, mid-laugh, Allison splashed him again, harder. He coughed and soon they were both caught up in a fit of giggles, splashing each other repeatedly.

     

    “I guess I see the point now,” Allison said. Sam swam to the ladder and exited the pool. Allison stared at his ass, to which the swimsuit clung tightly.

     

    “We can watch a movie, if you want,” Sam said.

     

    “Okay,” Allison said, and exited the pool herself. Water ran down her arms and her stomach, down over her legs. She rubbed water out of her eyes and caught Sam looking. She blushed and said, “Movie?”

     

    “Right,” he said, running off. “Stay there! Dry off!” He disappeared back into his house. A moment later, a project started running, displaying the menu for a movie on the wall opposite Allison. She grabbed her towel and her jeans shorts, drying off.

     

    Sam returned and sat down next to her, his hair disheveled from drying it. “I hope you like the movie,” he said, gesturing to the wall. The movie had started playing and the logos of various production companies were being displayed.

     

    “Frankly,” she said. “I don’t care.” She pulled him on top of her and kissed him. He kissed back, roughly at first, then softer, sweeter. He sat up and ran a hand through his hair. She pulled him back down and kissed him again, rubbing her hands all over his back, down to his butt. She felt a dire urgency to touch him, all of him, and she began kissing with a ferocity that took her by surprise. Sam placed his fingers under the straps of her swimsuit and pulled them down over her shoulders, the wet fabric trying to stick in place. She grabbed it and pulled it down farther, exposing her breasts.

     

    Sam began fondling them, then licked them, moving his tongue around her nipples. She moaned and ground herself against him, then pulled his swimming trunks off of him, exposing his hard dick. He kissed her breasts and then pulled her swimsuit farther down until it covered only her pussy.

     

    “You want this?” Sam asked, looking at her. She nodded urgently, pulling him towards her. She kissed him again and again while she wriggled out of her swimsuit. He put himself into her, eliciting a gasp, and then he began to hump, thrusting himself in and out of her pussy. She bit her bottom lip, feeling the pressure of her teeth against the sensitive skin.

     

    Then, Sam pulled out.

     

    “What?” Allison asked, disappointed.

     

    “Turn over,” he directed. “All fours.” She did as she was told and soon he was fucking her in the ass, a unique feeling that was oddly arousing to her. She had a sense of completeness, but it was different than when he was inside her pussy. She moaned and felt his dick enter her asshole and exit over and over. His motions became quicker, less controlled, and he began to make noises, too. Then, he pulled out and thrust it into her pussy again, eliciting another gasp from her. His actions were even more frantic and Allison felt herself approaching orgasm. Her entire body was flushed and warm, and she felt herself orgasm, waves of pleasure spreading through her body. She gasped and humped, feeling him inside her. He pulled out and she felt him cum on her, the sticky liquid on her butt-cheeks.

     

    The movie played in the background, but she didn’t pay attention, and neither did Sam. Their attention was only on each other.

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**THE END**

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