“Thank God!” Jan groaned, grateful she was saved from the agony of being left high and dry. “Ready for a ride?” Tommy asked.
Without waiting for an answer, he lifted her up, then jammed her back down on his phallus. “Aww!” Jan groaned. Her cunt had been tugged outward, then crammed abruptly into her by the friction and the unusual angle of penetration. Sliding his feet forward on the bottom of the pool Tommy stopped with his cock deep in her. “Hang on, want to try something.” Releasing her waist, he slid one hand around in front of her and down to her pussy. His fingers began pulping the erect knot of her clitoris into a fireball of pleasure.
Then she felt his other hand probing the crack of her ass, and moaned. Something poked against her unlubricated anus, and sexual ecstasy and physical discomfort swirled through her. His cock in her vagina, the finger of one hand mangling her clit, Tommy began to drill a finger into her tight, resisting anus. His buggering digit was a flaming counterpoint to the chill water. Jan groaned and thrashed her legs. Unbelievable sensations were boiling through her. Too much to sort through, they blended into a symphony that overwhelmed her.
She became a totally sexual being. Nothing else existed. Tommy got his finger up her butt. She was faintly aware of the wall between her anus and vagina pinching in. She felt his fingertips hook into her vagina. Her clit was being mashed to a paste against her pubic arch.
She had no primary erogenous zone that wasn't being tormented beyond belief. Jan didn't know if she was coming, or what. The ecstasy raging through her was unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life. And then Tommy began to fuck her with his cock. He drew his monster tower out of her clutching tunnel and powered it back in. He did it by using the grip he had on her pubis and her asshole. He lifted her upward and then pushed her down on his phallus. His fingers pulled on her pubic area, tugged at her anus. Every nerve ending in her crotch was being ground or rubbed or scraped or tugged or twisted.
The muscles in her arms and shoulders weakening, Jan flopped face first into the water. Her orgasm roared still higher. Her instinct for survival drove her to get her mouth above the surface and suck in great gulps of air. Her long blonde hair streamed down over her face.
Then she settled back into the water and devoted herself to the unbelievable sexual ecstasy roaring through, her. Tommy's cock blazed along the sheath of her vagina and rammed its bulbous head blindly against the end of her tunnel. His tower pulsed, sprayed her flaming innards. The feeling of his organ spurring in her belly sent Jan soaring up on a fireball of pleasure. Her body squirmed mindlessly as shot after shot of thick semen battered the end of her pussy. Her anus convulsed around the finger jammed into it as her vagina spasmed around the cock stuffing it. The aching need for oxygen forced her to fill her head and desperately suck in a lungful of air. Her orgasm began to fade because of the stupid distraction. As Jan's climax dwindled she felt pain. She felt the cock in her pussy shrinking. She dropped her face back into the soothing water. Her ecstasy died, leaving her drained and exhausted. The finger slid out of her ass and the hand left her pussy. Tommy lifted her gently off his drained prick. With a tenderness that surprised her, he raised her and rolled her onto her back so she could float face upward and breathe easily. He pulled her back to straddle him. He had his hands hooked under her thighs. She was on her back, and her breasts were bobbing sensuously on the surface. Lying the way she was, on her back, her legs spread, the water probed gently against her pussy. Her fine golden pubic hair undulated gently in the currents swirling around her pale flesh. If she hadn't been so exhausted, she probably would have been turned on by the warm sun, the cool water, and the knowledge she had no secrets from the handsome boy steadying her.
“Let's get out for a while,” Tommy suggested finally, breaking the languid mood. “I'm starting to get wrinkled.” He spread a pair of beach towels on the grass and they sprawled out, side by side, and let the sun dry their naked bodies. Jan felt her strength returning slowly. Along with it came a growing warmth in her pussy that wasn't totally caused by the hot sun. She was barely touching Tommy. Just her arm was against his-but it was enough to make her aware of her nudity, and him, and his nudity. A hot sexy itch began to grow in her as she lay there. She let it grow, and grow, and grow. Her body tensing, she held herself rigidly motionless, and tried to communicate mentally with the boy next to her. She willed him to make some move toward her again. As if he were a mind reader, he moved his arm. He placed his hand on her satin-smooth thigh. He stroked the soft curve high on her leg, then eased his hand over a little farther. His fingertips brushed the sensitive flesh on the inside of her thigh. Jan slipped her arm under his and placed her hand on his strong thigh. Her fingertips crept upward, higher, and higher, and higher, and touched his balls shyly. They shifted restlessly in their elastic sack. Jan felt her pubic hairs brushing Tommy's fingers. It was a faint, exciting tickling on her labia. She let her leg slide outward, opened her crotch to him. Her humid nook was drooling for his touch, but she hoped he wouldn't do it too soon. She loved the ache of anticipation, the torment of waiting for pleasure. Finally, she couldn't restrain herself any longer, and moved her hand over his testicles and located his hot, hard pole and curled her hand around it. She just held it, unmoving. She felt the hot, urgent life in it as it throbbed in her grasp. Tommy slid his hand higher, and his fingers pressed against her hot, damp pussy. The pressure was not against her crack, but on the side of one lip. He pressed it against its mate, pinched her slit closed. The action put a subtle, warm pressure on her clitoris. A gentle wave of warmth surged through her lower belly. The tangle their arms were in was awkward, and impossible to maintain for any length of time because of the strain it put on their elbows and wrists. Tommy took his hand away from Jan's pussy and rolled onto his side, toward her.
She kept her grip on his erection, He was now able to use his other hand on her pussy. Her eyes closed against the glare of the sun, she felt him tactilely studying her slender, naked body. He pressed his cupped hand down on her pubis, crushing her golden floss, squeezing her soft tissues. His finger darted in between her labia, into her slippery interior. His fingertip probed her vaginal opening.
Then he slid his hand downward and curled his finger up into her slick, clinging opening, pried into her slippery folds. Jan's head rolled and her mouth opened with passion. Her nipples ached they were so excited. Easing the tight grip she had on Tommy's phallus, she swept her slender fingers over the rigid bulk. It was crusty from their first coupling. She smeared hot lubricant down from the tip and coated the rubbery glans. A sharp squeeze around the shaft brought another thick drop welling out. She spread it down over the hard core, slid the soft skin sensuously up and down. Her hand skated over his hot meat as his lubricant dried to a sticky paste. Suddenly, the head of his phallus nuzzled her hip. His finger probed deep into her flooding vagina and triggered a new wave of viscous fluid. Her hips began to roll and shift gently, so that his palm rubbed and rolled her clitoris. She did nothing to stop or guide the instinctive motion. She just let it happen. It was an obvious invitation to him to speed things up. He held back, for a long, agonizing time, just continued finger-fucking her with almost sadistic gentleness. She grew hotter and hotter, wetter and wetter. Her vagina was aching it was so frustrated by the minimal bulk of his finger. She spread her slender legs still wider, feeling the sun sting the insides of her thighs as she did. She was moaning, very, very softly. He continued tormenting her ravenous cunt. Her hand sliding around on a thick layer of lubricant, she stroked his hard phallus. She pressed her fingertips against the underside, where the glans pointed toward the tip. She knew his special nerve patch was located there. She gauged her success by the size of the wave of slippery goo that welled out of his seething organ. More welcome proof of her success in stimulating him was that he finally moved to take her. He eased his body over hers, settled between her gaping thighs. She took the head of his cock and filled the void his hand had left in her pussy. She grabbed his muscular ass and drew him into her. He cooperated, and again she was filled with a wonderful, hard, male organ. His prick slid into her quickly, its path well oiled by his oozings and hers. He seated himself as deeply in her as he could and then stopped. His full weight was crushing her into the ground. She loved the feel of his body crushing her rib case. Her breasts, squashed against his strong chest, were finally getting the stimulation they hungered for. He remained still for so long her glutted vagina began to feel numb, began losing its awareness of the bulk in it. When he did move, the jolt of pleasure was fantastic. Her clitoris was twisted between their pubic bones. The walls of her tunnel were scraped by his swollen organ. He slid his whole body down along hers a few inches, scraping her nipples on his chest. Then he pulled himself back up her, drove his cock into her hot sleeve. His thrust twisted and wrenched her tits and her clit. His rough thighs rubbed against her smooth ones as he powered his cock into her belly. The head of his penis nuzzled the end of her vagina, snuggled into her stretching, yielding, clinging folds. Jan turned her head slightly to one side. She liked to feel his cheek nuzzling past her ear as he continued to fuck her slowly. Bending her knees, she clasped him between her thighs and tilted her pelvis to get as much of her pussy in contact with him as possible. She loved the feeling of his whole body against hers.