his mouth.
'Jesus, it's hot,' he grunted, moving away from her. 'I think I'll take a swim now.' He walked across the yard, the grass prickling his bare feet. Without looking back, he climbed the ladder to the pool. He let himself fall limply into the icy water, hoping it would make him forget the words still running through his mind.
'One of the best, one of the best, one of the best.' The intended compliment was an endless, nasty taunting that echoed dismally through his head. He sank to the bottom of the pool and huddled there until his lungs began to scream for air. He shot through the surface in a glittering-burst of spray and sucked in a lungful of air.
'Hey, hi,' Jan greeted him.
He glanced at her, then turned away, blinded by the sun. She was silhouetted, a lithe, graceful black sketch against the glare, her hair a glittering halo around her head.
'Heads up,' she warned, as she launched herself ass-first into the water, throwing her feet out in front of herself.
Charlie turned his back to avoid the splash. He heard her moving around, but ignored her and waded slowly to the side and heaved himself up on the deck and sat with his feet dangling in the water.
He tried to get her words out of his head, but he couldn't. He had the feeling, somehow, that this thing with her was supposed to be something special. But, it wasn't, at least not by her standards. He was just one of the crowd to her.
But, no matter what happened, she was his first, which made her important and special. He thought probably he'd never forget the first time, even if they didn't become steadies or anything. She had soiled that memory for him.
She floated up in front of him and gripped his knees with her hands, steadying herself. Her face was shining with water. Her hair streamed back from her smooth forehead. Her eyelashes stuck together in a series of sharp points as she blinked her eyes clear.
'Hey, you okay?' she asked.
'Yeah,' he answered softly. He couldn't help noticing how pretty her rounded ass was as she floated on her stomach, her legs kicking lazily in the clear water. Christ, he didn't want to be a total klutz. Shit, she was right. It was just a quick lay, after all. He knew half the guys in school had been between her legs, and that all the rest that weren't queer would be there sooner or later.
He met her eyes, and swung his legs up. His feet pressed her soft warm breasts and he felt her nipples poking the soles of his feet. 'Yeah, I'm okay. It was just-so damn good it kind of shook me up.' He made an attempt at being brazenly experienced: 'You're one of the best, too.'
'Gee, thanks,' she chirped, accepting the untruth without question.
Charlie looked up at the afternoon sun, squinting. 'Look, this is really cool, but, uh, I'm afraid I'm going to really get burned. Maybe we better go inside, huh?'
Jan reached out and fingered his limp prick, lifting its head, crooning to it tenderly. 'We wouldn't want your little pride and joy here to get burned. Might mess up further plans for the afternoon.' She looked up at him. 'But why go inside?'
'Well, uh…'
'There are better ways to shade your pecker than that,' she observed. 'Like this one, for example.'
Lifting herself up between his legs, she lowered her head to his cock and sucked the shriveled tube of flesh into her mouth. She rolled it around with her tongue, and its response was immediate and powerful. Blood poured into it, inflating it, filling her mouth quickly.
Charlie's regrets and reservations faded rapidly in the haze of his building passion, the pleasure of having his cock sucked. Leaning back on his arms, he watched the way her lips were rounded by his powerful, still growing shaft. She held the base of it delicately between her fingers and bobbed her head, imitating a good fuck. This time he was able to appreciate the differences between a mouth and a vagina around his phallus. Her mouth was hotter, rougher, more versatile. At one point her tongue wedged into the slit at the tip, something no cunt could do. Then she scrubbed the nerve bundle under the head with her tongue, and the velvet hotness of that was excruciatingly more exquisite than the stimulation her cunt could provide.
As she sucked his prick, Jan swung her legs to one side and straddled one of his dangling feet. He felt his toes suddenly tangle in her pubic bush. Experimentally, he wriggled his big toe up into her hot, wet nest and felt her labia engulf it eagerly. The power of her sucking doubled as he bored his toe into her hot, slick vagina. His foot was being chilled by the pool water, providing an unbelievable contrast of hot and cold.
Jan let her body bob up and down, pistoning herself on his toe as she sucked eagerly on his prick. Ejecting his cock from her mouth, in full view she bathed it with her tongue, showing how she could lap at it like a popsicle. Then she did her favorite variation on cock-eating, taking it between her lips like a dog bone and, her lips covering her teeth, mouthing it hard.
'Mmmmmm, love to eat cock,' she purred lovingly. 'You know what I am, Charlie? I'm a cocksucker, that's what I am. I love to suck cock almost as much as I love to fuck. Do you like that Charlie? Do you like to have your cock sucked?'
'Yeah,' he mumbled huskily. He fought to get his toe further into her hot, wet pussy.
Her face went blank for a moment. 'Ohh, that's good.' She squirmed her pussy around his toes, spreading and closing her legs over and over, making her twat open and close around his foot. Bringing her knees up, she crossed her ankles and worked her pelvis in a wild bumping motion that made his toes thrash in her seething slit. At the same time, she covered his cock with her mouth again and swirled her tongue around it wildly.
Charlie felt the cum building in his reservoirs again. He wiggled his toe frantically in her vagina and tried to locate her clitoris, but couldn't. He had to be content with just worming his big toe around in her slippery folds, feeling her hairy outer labia against his other toes. It was an unexpectedly erotic feeling, having his foot in her cunt. He found himself hoping that this, at least, was something she had never experienced before, that he was providing her with a new experience.
Then, as she took his thrusting cock down her throat, it didn't really seem to matter much anymore. She was panting and whimpering as if she were cumming, but he couldn't feel enough with his toe to be sure. But the sucking she was doing on his cock was as eager and daring as any she had ever done. Her elbows resting on his thighs, bruising them even, she pumped her head down on his phallus, rammed the bulb of it past her soft palate to the back of her throat again and again and again. Her nose was inches from his brown bush, wrinkled with the effort she was making to actually swallow his phallus. Her cheeks caved in as she drew on his turgid tower, seeking to pull the blood and semen out of his guts.
She touched his balls. She cupped his testicles and scratched behind them. It was as if she had applied a match to a short fuse. His whole body erupted, blasting semen into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of thick cum jolted through his cock and erupted into her sucking mouth, poured over her tongue. She swallowed the first shots, and then backed away, lifting her head, spitting out his still-streaming cock. Thick, gooey, white globs of semen burst from the slitted tip and dropped heavily back to stream down in a hot flood over the rounded purple cap of his phallus. She circled his penis with her fingers in the groove just under the pulsing, jetting head, and captured his drooling cum before it could stream down the shaft and into his pubic hair. Then she lapped up the creamy puddle between her fingers and his cock, slurped up. every drop of his fluid right in front of his eyes.
Knowing that she had swallowed his cum while sucking his cock was nothing compared to actually watching her lap it up. Watching every gooey gray-white drop vanish into her mouth brought a final series of convulsions from Charlie's cock. His groin was finally drained as his reserves were wrung dry by his aching, quivering muscles.
Then he watched his penis shrivel in her grasp as she carefully cleaned it. Changing her grip, holding his withering penis between two fingers, she licked every inch of it carefully, removing the last traces of cum, leaving in its place a chill coating of spit.
Pushing off from his legs, she unhooked her crotch from his foot and sank below the surface of the water, then popped back up, her face turned to the sky, the water streaming off her black hair. Splashing onto her back, she floated away from him, her breasts bobbing on the surface, her nipples gleaming in the sunlight.
Charlie pushed off and dropped into the pool. The cool water was a welcome relief after the heat of the sun and his desire.
For a few minutes the two of them swam lazily around, cooling off. Then they sat on the edge of the pool, letting the sun dry their bodies while their feet and legs trailed in the water.
'You skinny dip often?' Charlie asked curiously.
