Dirty imagines - Steph and Klay

Family party - Klay

My parentes love parties, having family and friends at home in a sunny day. Today wouldn't be different. Except for the neighbors and their son.
BBQ. Sunday afternoon. Sun is shining. Kids in the pool. Actually, there is a lot of kids in here. That means that I don't have no friends in here to have fun.
The Thompsons are friends from my parents for a lot of years, they were invited, of course, for this party. They are already here and they brought their son, Klay.
I'm at the front door when the Thompsons arrive.
- Hello, Mr and Mrs Thompson. How are you?
- Hello, dear - says Mrs Thompson - meet our son, Klay.
- Hi - I say
- Hi.
- Where's your parents, miss? - Mr Thompson asks.
- They are at the backyard, near the pool.
- Okay. Klay, be nice with her. - says Mr Thompson.
- Okay, Dad.
The Thompsons go to the backyard, while Klay stays in front of me. He looks at me from my feet to my eyes.
- So, what's your name? - Klay asks me.
- I'm (y/n).
- Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.
-Uh... Thank you... Let's go to the backyard. Are you hungry, Klay?
- Actually, I am.
- So, let's go.
I hold his hand to take him through the house ( I swear, I didn't do it on purpose). He looks me in the eyes, like he couldn't understand why I did that.
- Uh... I'm sorry, Klay. - I say as I stop holding his hand.
- It's ok... No problem with that. It's just... I wasn't expecting that...
- I'm sorry... Come with me, I'll take you to the backyard and to the food.
- Nice, but wait... - he says grabbing my hand.
- What's wrong?
- I'd like to taste something Sweet...
- like what?
- like your lips, beautiful.
- what?
He comes closer to me and say:
- like... Your... Lips... Beautiful.
He pecks my lips, softly.
I hear someone coming. It's my mom:
- (y/n), where are you?
I turn around and say:
- We are here, in the living room!
- What are you doing? Oh... Hello, Klay.
- Hello - he says.
- I was showing him the house.
- Ok, (y/n). You're gonna miss all the party...
Mom comes back to the backyard.
- That was close, Klay.
- yes, but I want to taste your lips again... May I?
- later... We have to go...
- ok, then... Later... I'll remember that.
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The party is just fine. Good food, good music. I'm in front of Klay, near the pool. We are talking, knowing each other, laughing, having some fun. My 10-year-old brother is with friends in the pool.
- May I have that kiss now?
- What?
- You said later... I think is a good time.
- But, Klay , I...
My brother pushes Klay and I to the pool.
- What's the matter with you?! - I yell
- You and your boyfriend need to cool down.
- You bast...
- Calm down, baby. - Klay says and holds my hips.
I turn to him, he looks me in the eyes and ask:
- Are you ok, baby?
- No... Look what he did!
- Come on... We need to get out of the pool and towels...
- What did you do?! - Mom yells to my brother. - Get out the pool. You're in a lot of trouble. - Dad says to him.
Klay and I go to house to get some towels.
- I'm sorry, Klay.
- For what?
- For that thing in the pool.
- It's OK. The good thing is I can see you through these wet white clothes.
- What?!
He laughs. I take a towel from the cabinet and cover myself.
He laughs again.
- Stop it! It's not funny!
- You are right. It's not funny. It's hot!
I take another towel and throw it on his face.
- Shut up!
He laughs again.
- Look, I have to go to the car to get some dry clothes. Luckily, I came back home today and my baggage is still there. I'll be back.
- Okay.
- (y/n)
- what?
- I want that kiss.
- Fine. Just go!
So he did it.
I went to my bedroom, took the clothes off and went to my bathroom to take a shower.
10 minutes later, still in the shower. Someone is knocking on my bedroom's door and I can hear it from the bathroom.
I covered my body with the towel, wrapped myself in it. I open the door and.. it's Klay!
- Klay!
- Oh, fuck! you are hot! I mean, sorry... I mean... I need to change my clothes and I was looking for the bathroom, I...
I was trying to hide my body from him with the towel but he was still looking at me.
- Klay... The bathroom is over there!
- Thanks...
I close the door again and someone is knocking the door again. It's Klay... Again. But this time, he is shirtless.
- Klay? What now?
- Ok, alright... I can't take this anymore.
- What?
Klay grabs my face and kiss me deeply. He is taking me into the bedroom and closes the door behind him.
-Klay... What are you doing?
- Making you mine... You won't need this towel.
He pushes me against the wall, throw the towel away , grabs my ass. I moan.
Now he is taking off his pants, grey boxers. Erection. So hot.
He took me to the bed, laid down on me, leaving a trail of kisses.
Now he is licking my clit.
- Oh, fuck... Klay, what are you doing to me?
- yeah, baby... So wet... So perfect...
- You will make me cum.
- Yes, but not like this...
He takes off his boxers and laid down on me again., Kissing my neck and holding my hands above my head.
- Are you ready, baby?
- yeah.
- it's good...
He slams his dick all the way in.
- Fuck, (y/n)... You are fucking hot!
- Don't scream, Klay! Someone could hear us.
- I forgot about it... But you drive me crazy, you know?
He takes his pace. Then he goes faster.
- I'm gonna cum... Klay... Oh fuck...
- Cum, baby girl. Cum for me...
I cum for him
- Turn around, baby. Face in the pillow.
So I do that, and he slams his dick all the way in again.
- Let me cum for you too, baby...
He goes faster again...
- Klaaay...
- Im gonna cum... Oh..... Yeeaaaaah...
He cum for me.
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We are in the bed.
- It was perfect, baby girl...Wow....
- yeah, but...
- but what?
- I'm hungry....
He laughs
- me too.
- Let's get some food, then.
- Yeah.
- But first, we should put some dry clothes. What will people gonna think about it?
We both laugh.
- Good idea. But wait...
- What?
- You still own me a kiss.
- What? After all that?
- Sorry, but yes...
- I kiss him , we put the clothes and we go back to the party, but this time, he takes me by the hand, like a couple.
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