Sex by the Pool

Dixie waited on the lounge chair until she heard the first car pull up in the next door neighbour’s driveway. She dived into the pool, nipples tingling. The young men next door were home.

She always enjoyed a nude early evening swim, and since the young men next door had taken to watching her she’d added some masturbation in, too, but tonight she was hoping to get them to join in. It was only fair that they return some of the pleasure they so obviously enjoyed in recent times.

She waited until there was the familiar rustling in the bushes, then pulled herself from the pool and dried herself off with a towel.

She lay down on her lounge chair, and slid her fingers between her lips, moist now not from the pool but from what she hoped she’d soon experience.

“Would you like to join me?” She glanced at the bush, chuckling to herself when it seemed to freeze. “I won’t bite, well, unless you want me to.”

There was a murmuring, and then a face peered from behind the bush.

“Sorry.” His gaze flicked to her and away, his face flushed. “I shouldn’t be watching. That’s really wrong, and uh — ”

“Don’t apologise.” She smirked, her fingers circling her clit. “I like it. It reminds me there’s something desirable about me still.” She chuckled. She knew she was attractive to many different men her own age, but to discover the younger generation thought the same was a great ego-boost.

She spread her legs wider, and now his gaze fell to the wet place between them and he moistened his lips with his tongue.

“Come on,” she said. “I wasn’t joking when I asked you to join me. Your friends could join me, too, if they’re brave enough.”

“All of us?” His gaze flicked to the bush and back. “That is, well, it’s just me.”

“Just you?” She pouted. “Now that’s a shame, I was looking forward to experiencing multiple cocks.”

“You, you were?”

She held his gaze. “I was. Nevermind, one will do for the moment. What’s your name?”

“Josh.” His hands appeared on the top of the fence, and but he didn’t jump over.

“Are you coming?”

“Um. Yeah. Sure. Okay.”

He heaved himself up over the fence, and Dixie pushed herself up on one elbow as she ran her fingers through her pubic hair, watching him as he cautiously came her way, as though waiting for someone to jump out from some obscure hiding place and tackle him.

“It’s just me.” She patted the ground next to the chair. “My husband won’t be home till later.”

“Your… husband?” He swallowed, his eyes wide.

“He quite enjoys hearing about my exploits.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed again.

“I promise.”

He sat down next to her, his gaze flicking from her face to her body and back again.

“Give me your hand.”

He held it out, and she took it, and placed it over her breast.

He froze.

“Hold old are you?”

“Twenty-two.”

“Twenty-two. You can’t be telling me you’ve never touched a woman before, a sexy young man like yourself?”

He shrugged, but moved his thumb so it grazed her nipple.

“That feels good.” She encouraged him.

“I’m a bit shy,” he admitted, apparently unable to pull his gaze from where his thumb circled her nipple. “Guess that’s why I was hiding in the bushes, instead of just jumping the fence and propositioning you to start with.”

“You know the girls you like are probably shy, too. But someone needs to make the first move, else no one’ll be getting any.”

His worried gaze met hers. “Please don’t tell my mates.”

“It’s our secret.” She put a finger to her lips. “Can I kiss you?”

He licked his lips, and nodded, and she sat up, meeting him halfway in an awkward mashing of mouths.

He pulled away. “Shit, sorry.”

“Hey, don’t worry about it. Just take a deep breath, relax, and let’s take it slow.”

He leaned in close, pressing his lips against hers. She took the lead, parting her lips and licking his, then pressing her tongue between to taste his mouth. Now he wasn’t so nervous it was obvious he’d kissed before, falling into a natural rhythm, as his tongue delved into her mouth, his hunger obvious.

His hand returned to her breast, grasping and grabbing.

It turned her on, the sheer raw need in his touch, and she fumbled with his belt.

“Best get this off you, hey.”

He obliged, pulling off his shoes, then standing to take off his jeans, and undies. His cock sprang forward, and she grabbed it, kneeling in front of him holding his gaze as her tongue slid along the underside of his dick, a thrill rising inside her as she opened her mouth and took him deep, his eyes widening, his breath coming in short gasps.

She bobbed up and down, then pulled away. “You like that then?” She tugged on his cock while she spoke.

He nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Can you keep going?”

“Well, honey, I’d like to, but I’d rather a fuck first, to be honest.”

His eyes lit up.

“You got a condom in your pocket by any chance?”

“Oh.” His shoulders slumped, the light dimming in his eyes. “No.”

“Never mind, I’m on the pill, and I’ll trust your word you haven’t had sex with a woman before.”

The relief in his eyes was clear, and she lay back and spread her legs. “When you want to have intercourse with a woman, you need to make sure she’s ready. Part of that involves oral.”

His gaze fell to my snatch, and he licked his lips again.

“You can start with my breasts though, and ease your way down.”

He knelt over her, kissing her lips again, before moving to take a breast in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on the nipple.

“Whoa, ease up there, boobs are sensitive. That’s it, that’s just the way I like it. Mmm….”

She closed her eyes, running her fingers casually through his hair.

He moved to the other breast, repeating what she’d enjoyed, and then kissed his way down her body until his nose was buried in her pubic hair and his tongue was licking her out like there’s no tomorrow.

“Don’t forget I’ve got a clit, gentle with it now, gentle pressure with your tongue, circle, suck, ooh, that’s it. Damn.” She closed my eyes, biting her lower lip as he somehow hit the spot.

She gripped his hair, tilting her hips until he was at the perfect angle.

“Now use your fingers, slide them inside, that’s it. Like that, perfect. Mmnn…” She held his head more firmly as she twisted and turned, directing his touch. “Fuck.” She moaned, pinching and squeezing her nipples as her worked cleft.

That’s why she’d hoped for at least a couple of them, someone to play with her breasts while someone else licked her out, and maybe a spare cock to suck while it was all happening. Still, that’s what imagination was for, and soon the fantasy playing out in her head fed into the pleasure he was giving her and an orgasm rocked through her body.

She sagged back onto the lounge. “My God, that was perfect.”

He sat up on his haunches, wiping his face on his sleeve. His cock twitched, and she reached out to stroke it.

“Does that feel good?”

He nodded.

“Come a bit closer.”

He shuffled towards her, and she pulled on his cock so he was sitting up on his knees, so she could lick the drop of precum. He shuddered, and she thought he might come there and then. “Best get on with it then.” She lay back down and spread her legs, and he climbed onto the lounge chair between her legs. She reached down to guide his cock to her slit, wrapping her legs around him as he found the entrance and pressed inside. He closed his eyes, his whole face awash with pleasure.

He began to thrust, gently at first, then harder, and soon he was gasping as he came, his mouth in a perfect ‘O’ as he slammed into her.

“Oh my god.” His thrusts slowed, and then he pulled out of her. “Shit. That was really fast, wasn’t it? I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” She grinned. “But I tell you what. You come back tomorrow, and bring your mates. Just jump the fence. I’ll be waiting. And then we can all have a good time.”

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