Things heat up

She kisses me hungrily, slipping her tongue into my mouth to find mine. It only takes a few more seconds before my cock’s fully hard and pressing up against her. I flex it a few times, making it push against her even harder, just for fun, but the result is one of her hands dropping down between us. She flexes her thighs around me, making room for her hand to reach down and wrap around me under the water. Without breaking the kiss, she begins to stroke me.

I groan into her mouth. I have a hard time reconciling the different sides of her. When I first met her, she just seemed like this totally normal mom and wife with an amazing ass. Then when I got to know her, she seemed like an incredibly sensual woman. But when I think about the night of my birthday and the following morning, she’s far dirtier than I would’ve ever expected, or than I’ve been with.

We float and kiss in the pool, with me treading water while her hand works my length. One of my own hands moves to hold her butt while my other finds a nipple, rolling it gently and making her whimper just like she made me moan. Eventually she pulls back, but doesn’t release me from her grip.

“Inside?” she asks huskily. “Or do you want to stay out here a while longer?”

I kiss her again, hard, and I’m about to nod toward the house when I spot the short, tiled wall separating the pool from the hot tub area. Without saying anything, I go back to kissing her as my answer, and start to kick us in the direction of shallower waters. When my feet find the bottom, I plant them and start walking us toward the wall.

The water gets warmer the closer we get to the hot tub spillover. And once the low tiled wall is right there, I lift her just enough so her ass clears the edge and then set her on top of it. She gets it instantly. One leg unwraps from my hip to give me space, but her arms stay looped around my neck, holding herself up while I guide her into position on the smooth, warm tile.

Once she’s properly perched on it so she’s mostly above the waterline with only one leg dangling in, I place a hand on her thigh and spread her leg a little more so that there’s one on either side of me. Looking down to find my target, I can’t help taking a second to admire her tits that are right in my line of sight. I lean in to suck one into my mouth for a few, flicking my tongue over it. She pulls against my neck for support and brings her chest closer.

It doesn’t last long, though, before she’s reminding me of what I was doing.

“Jay…” she breathes. “Don’t tease me.”

“Didn’t mean to tease,” I mutter against her skin. “It just looked like it wanted a little attention, too.”

Straightening back up, I’m way past ready. My cock’s throbbing, and the head’s practically pointing straight up. I reach and grab it, angling it down to line up. Instantly upon contact, I can feel how hot and slick she is despite the water she’d just been submerged in. With one intentionally slow push, I’m inside her, but only deep enough to feel the flare around my crown push past the tighter ring of her entrance. She gasps, and the foot still wrapped around me presses into my ass, trying to draw me in deeper.

“Más,” she whispers, tilting her hips to capture what she can. “Give it to me, mi amor.”

I drive forward with another thrust so that I’m halfway in. Another brings me deeper. Then another so I’m buried all the way in and she’s stretched tightly around my base. Her head falls back and her mouth drops open in a silent moan. As I start to actually fuck her, the motions make her tits bounce with every pump. The water that had been clinging to them starts working its way lower as it drips off them in little trails that catch the pool lights.

“Fuck, Sof,” I groan, gripping her ass with one hand to keep her steady on the slippery tile. But the other instinctively grabs one of her bouncing tits as I settle into a rhythm.

She lifts her head, locking her eyes onto mine. Her brow is furrowed, and her mouth is still hanging open, but I can see the smile on her face nonetheless.

“I like it when you call me Sof,” she says softly when I sink in deep and grind on her for a second, trying to hold back my impending orgasm. “Say it again.”

“Sof.” I pull my hips back and snap them in harder. “Fuck, you feel good, Sof.”

“Sí…” she grunts when I practically knock the air out of her lungs. “Like that.” Her nails dig in lightly where she’s holding onto me. “Harder, baby. I want to feel that big cock split me open.”

I give her what she asks for, picking it up faster and deeper, so that the wet slap of our bodies has the pool water sloshing between my thighs and the tiled wall. Her eyes roll back and her head drops behind her shoulders. She gets louder, gasping and moaning while her words tumble out in that sexy mix of English and Spanish that I don’t understand most of the time.

“Así… justo ahí… no pares, papi…”

Hearing her grunt out things I don’t understand between poundings drives me that much closer. Combine it with the sight of her tits bouncing below her thrown-back head, and it’s too much. Every thrust into her causes her entire body to lurch backward enough that my hand on her ass has to pull her forward again. And how hard she likes taking my big cock is one of the hottest things.

“Sof- I’m gonna-”

“Fuera,” she pants, lifting her head so she can look down between us. “Quiero verte… córrete encima de mí.”

Assuming she’s encouraging me, I start to fuck her as hard as I can, trying to get over that edge.

“No, wait! Pull out,” she pants and lightly pushes at my thrusting hip with one of her hands. “I want to see it… cum on me, papi.”

Finally understanding what she must’ve been asking for the first time, I slide out at the last second. I grasp my shaft in one hand inching in as close as I can to give her what she asked for. She spreads the free leg a little wider, arches her back, and holds one of her tits up like a target with the hand that had just been at my hip.

The first thick rope shoots high enough to splat against the underside of one of her breasts, leaving a mess of streaking white across her skin down to her stomach. Another strong spurt lands between her tits, and the next ends up in her belly button. She lets out a long moan, watching me cum on her.

Her hand leaves her tit to slide through the mess, spreading it over her stomach as another shot streaks across the back of her hand. She brings her hand up to her tit, wiping the back of her knuckles on her nipple, and then smears it some more, making it shiny. The sight of her doing that while I’m still cumming is indescribable. I groan out “Sof” again, squeezing the last few dribbles out, where they land in her small, closely cut patch of pubic hair.

When I finally stop shaking, she looks down at herself and the mess we made, then back up at me with this satisfied smile, licking her lips before catching the bottom one between her teeth.

“Almost seems like a waste of a perfectly good dessert, but God that was hot to see.” She says it quietly, watching her own hand as she runs it through the remaining streaks of cum she hasn’t spread around yet.

I laugh, surprised by her once again for some reason, and lean in to kiss her. Grateful that I even get to be here, much less do shit that I wouldn’t dare to do otherwise. She slides back into the water, cupping her hands and using the pool to rinse the cum off her boobs and stomach. Once she’s spread what she can, she wraps the fingers of one hand around the base of my shaft, pulling the skin tight, and uses the other to wipe me clean of our fluids, too.

It’s about this time that I realize she hasn’t cum yet.

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