'Not too fast, baby, you'll make me come,' he cried.
'Yes!' she hissed.
'Stop, stop! I'm almost there!' And then he was there. His jizz spurted out and trailed off into long strings under the water. She kept pumping. Bob kept coming.
'Jesus Christ,' he snorted, pulling away from her, 'why in the fuck did you do that?'
'So you'll leave me alone, you stupid prick,' she snarled. She pushed away from the pool edge and turned to swim the long way. Because I lost my head, you dummy, she thought bitterly. I didn't want you to come, either. She directed her venom to her swimming.
Bob pulled himself onto the bank. 'Stupid, crazy, fucking bitch,' he said, and then he noticed her bottle. He picked it up and took a long, hard pull.
Eva lapped the pool twice and then stopped in the middle. She floated loosely in the water, watching him drink from her bottle. The top to her bikini came off first. Her head didn't go under while she pushed down the bottoms. She looked down into the water and watched them sink to the bottom, and then swam to where Bob was sitting.
She came up between his legs, which were dangling over the edge, and raised herself enough to get her hand on his prick.
'You won't get any satisfaction from that,' he snarled, 'You made damn certain of that.'
'I might,' she said, lifting herself further from the water. Her head came level with her hand. She drew him into her mouth.
He looked down with astonishment to see her face buried tightly in his crotch. 'Baby,' he groaned, 'you might at that. Suck it good, honey.' He felt her warm mouth surrounding his cock and knew he would get hard again. 'I knew you were easy when you opened your robe the other day, that's why I was so surprised when you jerked me off in the water. Hot broads usually want theirs first. Suck it good, baby, he's coming up.'
Eva was thrilled to feel his prick in her mouth, and it was always better to start with it soft, to feel it stiffen and grow hard and pulse. It was pulsing now, and she eased down on it until the knob was almost in her throat. She had the urge to vomit, but suppressed it and let it go deeper.
'Jesus Christ, baby, you're gonna make me come again!' he cried.
She pulled back then, letting his cock swing free. 'Let me get out of the pool. We can do it on one of the lounge chairs.'
She moved to his left and pulled herself out of the water. She got quickly to her feet. 'Bring the bottle,' she said, and walked to one of the big, cushioned deck chairs.
The young man watched her walk away, her hips swaying, her ass bobbing. Christ, he thought, this has got to be one great fuck. I never saw a broad built any better. He got to his feet and picked up the bottle.
She lay spread out, her knees bent open to display her pussy. 'Sit down beside me. I haven't decided if I want to go all the way. And let me have a drink.'
He handed her the bottle. 'Who in the hell do you think you're kidding, baby?' he said. 'You want it worse than I do.'
She took a long drink of whiskey. 'Do you have any cigarettes?' she asked.
'Over there in my robe.'
'Would you get me one?'
'Christ on a crutch!' he snarled, yet he got up and walked around the pool to get his cigarettes. He had two already lit when he got back. She reached up and took one.
'Sit down beside me,' she said. Her hand wrapped around his cock, which was soft again, when he sat. 'Play with my cunt.'
He let his hand slide across her belly and down to her pussy. Her thighs closed against him. Her hair was still wet from the pool, but her cunt was wet from arousal. It was all slick inside and opened to receive his finger.
'That feels good. Push it all the way in. Ooooh, honey, that feels good… sooo good!' she said, squeezing his cock. It was good and hard again.
'Since I've worked here, I've seen a lot of rich bitches with hot pants, but you're the hottest yet.' He had two fingers in her cunt.
'Are they always married women?'
'Not always. Several have been young gals with their parents. One was only thirteen, and did she ever want it bad. So I gave it to her, compliments of the house.'
'Once I had a mother and daughter in the same night. The old lady walked in while I was balling her kid. She was sixteen or seventeen and her old lady must have been fifty. She had been down in the bar for three hours while her old man went off riding or something and she was crocked to the gills. She flew into a hell of a rage when she caught us, but it was a cover-up because she hadn't been able to pick up a man in the bar. I ended up fucking her in the ass while her innocent little daughter watched.'
Eva squirmed against his hand, so hot she knew she had lost control. She wanted to be fucked and knew she would be fucked, yet had to play the game with herself. What's the use, she told herself, I've already been unfaithful to John. One more time won't hurt, but this is positively the last time. She was young, only nineteen, and in need of a man, a vibrant, hard man. John seemed so old all of a sudden, and he hadn't touched her in three days. She felt like she was all cunt.
'Let's fuck now,' she said.
He continued finger-fucking her. 'The married ones are always the best lays, though. Hotter and always more willing to do odd-ball things. You're on your honeymoon, ain't you?'
'Yes.' Eva whispered, feeling ashamed. 'Why don't you just shut up and fuck me?'
'I never had one on her honeymoon before. They're usually too starry-eyed.' He was teasing her now. 'What's the matter? Your old man having trouble getting it up?'
Eva sat up, his fingers still deep inside her cunt. 'That's not funny. I think I'll go back to my room.'
He roughly pushed her back down. 'Don't get huffy, baby, or I might not screw you.'
Eva gasped when his fingers came from her cunt. She sighed when he quickly got on top of her and pushed the head of his prick against the wet cuntlips. Her arms went around his hips and her legs opened wider to let him in. He pushed and the fat head popped inside, followed quickly by the long, hard stem.
'Jesus, you're wet and slick in there,' he said, feeling his cock slide easily all the way in.
'Yes, yes,' she hissed, 'my husband, who can't get it up, fucked me royally just before I came down to the pool.' She felt she had to lie to him to save face, and hunched her ass to try and get more cock. There wasn't any more cock to get. She had it all. 'Fuck me hard,' she cried.
'You are one hot pussy,' he said, starting a steady fucking rhythm.
Her cunt clasped his prick hungrily. He was amazed that she would be so tight; it went in so easily that he thought she would be a slop job, but her cunt was as tight as an asshole. He knew he couldn't last long and hoped he could bring her off before he came.
He really didn't have to worry, because she coming already. She moaned and twisted against the big, moving thing thrusting into her belly.
'You know,' he said, trying to slow his pace, 'your husband could be up there on his balcony watching us.'
'Yes… he could, but don't stop,' she gasped. She was on the verge of coming again. 'Oooh, that's so good. Keep fucking, keep fucking!' Her legs had gone up around his back.
'I'm getting close,' he gasped.
'Okay… okay… okay,' she cried. 'I'm there, too. You can come inside me, I want to feel it.' Her legs had gone straight up in the air, her arms wrapped around his neck, her ass lunging up to meet each thrust. And then she felt his wet, slick cum squirting inside her.
He pumped several times and went limp. 'Ah, baby, that's what I call fucking,' he gasped.
'Yes,' she whispered, putting her mouth on his. She felt wonderful, relaxed and wonderful, and finally admitted it to herself. She liked being fucked more than anything else in the world and with any man. To hell with all the bullshit that always fucked up her mind. This was what it was all about; a stiff cock and a wet and ready pussy to take it in. She wanted him to fuck her again, right now.
'Can you do it again?' she asked.
