Pool Sex For Kinktober (Gally)

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Fingering

It was sort of on purpose. To be fair though, how was I supposed to exist? We were going to be completely alone in my pool and I’m not supposed to wear a bathing suit with such easy access to my body?

He knew. He knew exactly what I was doing. He always does.

With my back against the pool wall, he frantically kissed me, his hands traveling all over my body. One of them was in my bikini top, cupping my breast, while the other was on my thighs, slowly going up and down.

Moving to his neck, I started to leave marks, biting on his skin. He moaned for a minute before slipping his hand inside my bottoms, his fingers running between my slit. Moaning, I threw my head back as my hands held the edge, my eyes shut as he pleasured me.

Plunging two fingers deep inside of me, he started pumping them in and out, his eyes on me. Despite my heavy breaths, I managed to pull the top off, my eyes heavy with pleasure.

Without a word, his pace frantically increased, his fingers slipping in and out. With his free hand, he undid the drawstrings on the sides before taking them off, leaving me completely naked.

His thumb went to my clit, rubbing fast circles as he watched me. Moaning his name, I felt my eyes roll back to my head as my hips pushed towards him, a pressure forming in my stomach.

His hand was suddenly on my cheek, turning me to face him, to watch him as he used his fingers to make me break. Knowing that was my weakspot, he kept his pace until I broke, cumming all over his hand.

Pulling them out, he put both hands on the edge of the pool, trapping me with him. His kisses were rougher, greedier, more lustful.

This was going to be such a long, long night. Maybe even as long as him.

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