Chapter 1: Introduction
Swimming days
There was this swimming coach who was teaching us when I was 18. He was such a hottie and this is an experience that still makes me hard. He was tall, dark, smooth and incredibly ripped. When he rises out of the water drops would trickle down his bare chest and abs and flow down his v abs. As he walked around his bubble butt moved so gracefully in his tight blue and wet speedos. He knew that I was drooling over him.
He responded by touching me accordingly. For example, sometimes he would just spank my ass while I make a mistake. When we swim, he would grab my waist..or my chest..or my inner thighs...sometimes on my asscrack, over my speedo. When he trained me for my armstrength, that was my favorite. He would spread my legs and stand in between them and hold me by grabbing on to my tits. I would feel his hardening member against my buttcrack. As I move my arms, I feel his hard cock pressing against my ass.
You could guess 2 horny guys in speedos could not hold for long. Soon I started giving him blowjobs while he fingered my ass. Sometimes when no one was around, he would put his fingers inside my speedo and finger me when we are still in water. With his other hand he will twitch my nipples. I used to suck him off near the pool then. Sometimes he fucked my thighs.
Other times he sucked my dick underwater, his hands on my hips holding me close. It felt like heaven. His tongue licking up and down my shaft, his lips kissing my balls. One day he invited me to his office. We locked the door and began making out. He pushed me onto a desk, pulling my speedo down and sucking my cock. He stopped to pull his own down, and his dick sprang out, rock hard. He rammed it into my mouth, and I sucked him until he came in my throat. Then he grabbed my legs, pulled them up, and entered me from behind.
The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure I felt was indescribable. He kept thrusting, harder and faster, until I couldn't take it anymore. I screamed out in ecstasy as he filled me with his seed. It was the best sex I had ever experienced.
After that, we became exclusive lovers. We would sneak off to secluded spots around the pool to have passionate encounters. One day, we decided to go all the way - in the pool itself. We waited until everyone else had left, then we started making out.
Our tongues danced passionately as we pressed our bodies closer together. I could feel his erection growing through his Speedo, and I knew what was coming next.
"Jack," I whispered breathlessly, "I want you to fuck me now."
He smirked mischievously, running his hands up and down my back. "You sure?" he asked. "This is going to be intense."
"Yes!" I moaned eagerly. "I need it. Please, Jack.
Please." I pleaded, feeling the throbbing need within me. The excitement was almost unbearable. My heart raced, and beads of sweat formed on my forehead in anticipation.
"Take me, Jack," I panted, my voice barely audible.
He grinned wickedly, reaching down to remove both our speedos. Our naked bodies were revealed, glistening with chlorine-infused sweat. His muscular frame contrasted sharply with my slim build, yet our lustful desires united us in a primal dance of carnal pleasure.
As we pressed into each other, our skin slick with perspiration, it seemed as though the entire world melted away, leaving only the two of us entwined amidst the shimmering waves of the pool.
The humid air hung heavy with tension, thick and intoxicating, stoking the blaze of desire burning within us.
"Are you ready, Lucy?" Jack murmured softly, his husky voice sending shivers down my spine. His gaze held a smoldering intensity, his dark eyes sparkling with raw hunger and eagerness.
"Yes," I managed to croak, my voice cracking under the weight of my longing. "More than ready."
With a knowing smile, Jack gently pushed me backward, guiding me toward the edge of the pool.
The cool water caressed my toes, inviting me deeper into the liquid embrace. As I lay back, the water cushioned my body, supporting me effortlessly. My heart thumped wildly in my chest, anticipating the moment of connection.
"Relax," Jack murmured soothingly, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. "We're safe here. No one will disturb us."
His words washed over me like a warm, comforting blanket, banishing any lingering doubts or fears. I nodded, taking a deep breath and releasing it slowly.
Calming myself, I looked up at Jack, who gazed at me, his eyes full of warmth and understanding. He reached out to cup my cheek, brushing my damp hair aside.
"Don't worry, Lucy," he said tenderly, his voice reassuring. "I won't hurt you. Just trust me."
He leaned down, his lips finding mine in a soft, slow kiss. As our hot breath mingled, my nerves settled, replaced by a simmering fire ignited by the promise of intimacy.
I opened my mouth slightly, allowing his tongue to slip past my teeth before wrapping my own around it. The sensation was electric, as if every nerve ending in my body was awakened, pulsating with anticipation.
Jack broke the kiss, trailing kisses along my jawline and ears. Each touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, intensifying my desire. He grasped my hands firmly, interlacing our fingers tightly. His grip conveyed a sense of urgency, a hunger for connection that mirrored my own feelings.