I love outdoor sex. I love the thrill of it. The risk; the possibility of being caught. The possibility that somebody might just walk past and see you. That somebody might just notice something out of the corner of their eye and stop… then come a little closer to check if they really just saw two people doing “that”… It’s not only outdoors of course. My first public experience was with my first long-term boyfriend – he’s the one who got me into the whole thrilling idea – in a public swimming pool. And I still remember every delicious moment of it. I was 18 – young, slim and with my 38GG’s well on their way to their ripe fullness. I was wearing a plain black swimsuit – always has been my preference – and my tits filled it out spectacularly. The boyfriend and I had gone swimming, done some lengths, then stopped by the side of the pool for a chat. And a little cuddle. Which turned into a grope. We were deep enough for modesty’s sake, I think. The water was up to our necks and the pool wasn’t very busy. I could feel his hands stroking my back under the water as I ran my hands up and down his. One of his hands came around and started squeezing my breast. “Should we really do this here?” I asked. “Why not?” he replied. I agreed. My hands went around to his arse and pulled him against me. I could feel his cock hardening through our thin swimwear – the material keeping very little hidden. I moved my hands round to the front and stroked his hard cock through his trunks, moaning gently. His other hand was now inside the crotch of my swimsuit, fondling my wet pussy and making me want this more each second. “Go on”, I said. “Go for it”. I pulled down the front of his trunks and grabbed his cock under the water. He pulled my swimsuit to the side and I wrapped my legs around his waist, guiding him inside me. I felt his hardness pushing into my pussy – a wonderful sensation under water – and his thrust all the way in, pushing up from the floor of the pool. He didn’t last long – the public aspect turned him on tremendously too – and he thrust hard and fast and deep. I bit my lip to suppress my moans but they were there… quiet but there. And my pleasure as I felt his cum erupting into me is memorable to this day. The water in the pool hid any potential evidence as we emerged from the pool a while later. But did anyone see us and figure out what we were up to? Who knows?