Nadja at the pool party

Nadja followed Leonie through the villa’s hallway out onto the spacious, somewhat secluded pool terrace right by the lake. It was a private, floodlit pool area – not the large main pool with all the crowds, but a smaller, more intimate infinity pool with just ten muscular black men, some already in the water and others sitting at the edge. The water glowed turquoise under the underwater lights; the music here was quieter, bass-heavy and sensual. The air was warm, the lake glistening in the background.

Leonie smiled innocently and pressed a glass of champagne into Nadja’s hand.

“Jan specifically said you should really let your hair down. He said you love splashing about in the water. That’s why I’ve prepared something for you…” She held up a tiny, cream-coloured swimsuit – the same shade as Nadja’s dress, almost like a string bikini, but cut as a one-piece. Very high-cut at the legs, low-cut at the back and front. “Put this on, then you can go straight in. We’ll leave the dress here.”

Nadja giggled, already slightly tipsy, drank the champagne and let Leonie lead her into a small changing area. Leonie helped her take off the dress, then put on the swimsuit. Her fingers ‘accidentally’ brushed against Nadja’s skin several times in the process. The fabric was thin, smooth and fitted like a glove – but Lisa had tampered with it beforehand: The straps had been fitted with a special, water-soluble knot, and the side ties were only lightly glued. A few vigorous movements in the water and everything would come undone by itself.

“Perfect,” whispered Leonie, kissing Nadja on the cheek. “Now off you go into the water. Have a proper splash about; the lads are already waiting.”

Nadja laughed and jumped into the pool with a big splash. The water was pleasantly warm. Immediately, the ten large, bare-chested men came closer. They surrounded her, laughing, splashing her, lifting her up and playfully throwing her into the water. Nadja really let loose – screeching with laughter, diving under, jumping onto shoulders, letting herself be spun round. Her movements grew wilder and wilder; the champagne did the rest.

The lads seized every opportunity. As they lifted her up, hands ‘accidentally’ grabbed her breasts; as she went under, fingers brushed over her bum; as they pulled her up, hard bodies pressed against her. Nadja just laughed louder, feeling exuberant and desired. Suddenly there were more and more hands everywhere – on her hips, on her thighs, once even briefly between her legs, as she sat on one of the shoulders and lost her balance with a squeal.

At some point, after a particularly wild jump from the pool edge, she noticed how the strap over her left shoulder suddenly loosened. She reached for it – too late. The knot came undone, the fabric slipped down. She was still laughing, thinking it was just a strap, and carried on romping about. Then the side came undone too. The swimsuit slid down her body in a single, slow movement, caught briefly on her hips, and then disappeared completely into the water.

Nadja swam on for a moment longer until she suddenly felt the water right against her bare skin. No more fabric between her and the men’s hands. Her breasts were exposed, her clean-shaven pussy clearly visible beneath the surface of the water.

She froze mid-stroke, her eyes widening.

“Wait… I’m… I’m completely naked!” she cried, half laughing, half startled, and instinctively tried to cover her breasts with her arms.

The ten men just grinned darkly and came even closer. Hands now rested quite openly on her body – no more excuses. Thick fingers stroked her bare breasts, gently pinched her nipples, glided over her flat stomach and plunged between her legs into the warm pool water. Nadja gasped, her body jerked, but she was still laughing nervously.

“Hey… wait… I… I need to get out for a moment,” she stammered, trying to wriggle free from their grip. With a few powerful strokes, she swam to the shallow edge of the pool, where a wide staircase led out of the water. Her breasts bounced with every movement; her arse was clearly visible beneath the clear surface of the water. She was just about to step onto the first step, her hands already on the edge, when she froze.

Through the large, open glass front and the illuminated terrace, she could see straight into the main pool area.

Anna was dancing there.

Jan’s mother – her mother-in-law – stood just a few metres away, half-naked, her full, heavy body bathed in the glow of the torches. Her short dress had been pushed up to her waist, her huge tits bouncing freely as she pressed herself tightly against Jamal. Several other black men were dancing around her, hands all over her body; one had his fingers deep between her thighs. Anna laughed loudly, threw her head back and rubbed her arse against Jamal’s crotch – completely uninhibited.

Nadja felt a chill run through her. Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh God… that’s Jan’s mum…

Anna had hated her from day one anyway. The constant snide remarks, the condescending looks, the open hostility. And now she was standing there herself – stark naked, her skin wet and glistening, her nipples hard from the cold water and the strangers’ hands – just a few metres away.

If Anna saw her like this now… naked, surrounded by ten black men… that would be the ultimate humiliation. She’d tell Jan, she’d tell everyone, she’d tear her to pieces.

Nadja ducked deeper into the water in a flash, until only her head was visible. Her pulse was racing.

“I… I can’t get out,” she whispered to herself in panic. “Not like this… not in front of her…”

The ten men realised immediately that she was staying. Grinning, they now stripped off themselves – their swimming trunks fell wet onto the tiles. Ten thick, heavy black cocks came into view, half-hard and already swelling noticeably. They slid back into the water and surrounded Nadja more tightly than before.

One pressed himself against her from behind, his hard cock pressing against her bare arse. Another stood directly in front of her, his broad chest mere centimetres from her breasts, whilst his hand slid quite openly between her legs and stroked her smooth-shaven slit.

“Stay with us, baby,” one of them whispered. “It’s much nicer here in the water…”

Nadja swallowed hard, her eyes still fixed on Anna, who was just kneeling down with a laugh and taking one of the cocks into her mouth. She couldn’t leave. She couldn’t get out. She was trapped.