No, there are some follow up questions .

My hands holding her as we hang out, away from the girls as they all start to lay out on the pool deck with their drinks in hand, idly having their own conversations as they sun bathe. Each one of them oiled and relaxing.

The tiny silver fabric of Piya’s bottoms rubbing against my abdomen as she hangs onto me. “You mean to tell me he can’t get it up for you? You, Piya? I mean look at you in that suit. It’s all I can do to not rip out of my trunks. With what happened to my bartender it must be really bad for “Piyasguy” or you must require one hell of a fucking.”

Piya giggles at the last part but I know she bristled at the dig about her boyfriend’s screen name. But I can see that that’s not what she wants to focus on playfully splashing water in my face. She pulls off a pair of sunglasses to look me in the eye and I see the same determined fire I saw at the club the other night. “Maybe it’s both” she says and I lean in to kiss her only to have her pull away. Saying, “not here, follow me.” I watch her kick off from the wall, diving under the water and swimming back towards the stairs.

Her silver bathing suit shimmering under the water as her legs bend and kick as she reaches through the water with an almost mythical level of grace.

I watch her ascend the stairs at the edge of the pool. One hand on the railing, one whipping her hair back behind her, water flying off of her hair in what seems like some slow-motion advertisement. Some ad for how amazingly sexy Piya is with her skin drenched, her tight bikini clinging to her skin even more now that it’s wet. She reached for a towel as she reaches her friends. They talk casually but they’re far enough away that I can’t hear her but then she looked back, calling me over. Drying her hair and running the towel over her body until I get out of the pool. Then she immediately hands me the towel, low, blocking my crotch from the view of her sunbathing beautiful friends.

Piya announces to all of them, “we’re going to go take the tour. He’s never seen the house. Don’t get into any trouble while I’m away,” playfully scolding her friends, all of who’s eyes I can feel wrapping around my body. I can feel their suggestive knowing looks through their sunglasses.

The tour consists of one stop, Piya’s upstairs bedroom. When we get there, I don’t even wait until we’re fully in the room before my hands are on her hips, swivelling her around and pulling her bikini clad body against me, kissing her. Electric and volatile the kiss carries our bodies over to her bed as I pull at the side strings on her bikini bottoms causing them to fall down to the foot of her bed.

Reaching between her long legs as we kiss I feel her pulling down my trunks and gripping and massaging my cock. The kiss won’t break and when one of us moves the other one seems to chase their lips back down again.

As my hand strums over her bald pussy lips I hear her moan out. Then as I try to continue with my hand I feel hers gripping my wrist, “didn’t you get enough foreplay at the club? Fuck me!” There is no coy tease in what she’s saying. “We don’t have much time, we have to get back to the party.” Punctuating that sentence with a lingering kiss she turns around, bare bottomed and climbs on all fours onto the bed she shared with her boyfriend. “Fuck me! I’ve wanted your big cock for so long.” As she feels the weight of me joining her on the bed she stops, “wait, wait, use a condom. I have some of them hidden in that drawer over there.” Pointing to a bedside table.

I walk over with a massive erection, rummaging through the drawer, “I don’t see them.”

“That’s because they’re hidden. Check the wooden box in the way back of it.” Sure enough, there was the wooden box. I open it up and find the same condoms I found in her purse, ribbed for her pleasure. As I go to grab one I find a much larger bag of the white powder I found in her purse. Tempted, now that I know what it does but I leave it alone, just grabbing the condom I hurriedly open it, dropping the wrapper on her floor as I cover my massive erection in latex and re-join her on the bed.

She is still on her hands and knees ass up in the air as I grab hold of her hips and guide my dick into her. Massive and ribbed for her pleasure, she moans out a guttural, almost growl, as she grips her sheets to brace for the fucking.

It is intense, I have no control of how hard I’m fucking her once I’m all the way in and we’ve worked up a rhythm. Looking over her back as she is still wearing her sexy bikini top, with all the build-up each thrust seems urgent and God is she responding. Moaning and screaming out, “yes,” again and again. She even starts speaking her native language as I fuck her. Rattling the bed, moaning and cumming. Looking around I notice the window towards the pool is wide open but there is no stopping either of us.

She strings out phrases that I assume are slurs in another language before her entire pussy seizes up on my dick. It is too much for me to bare and I finally cum. Deep inside Piya, filling the condom up with a torrent of blasts of long built up cum.

As I slowly pull out, she coos blissfully as she straightens her hair and asks me to look for her bottoms.

It’s at that moment Piya notices the window too.

“Do you think the girls heard us?”