No, I'll try going for a swim

“Maybe if I go for a swim, it will help,” Mike tells Lauren.

“Have fun,” she replies, “and if you ever calm down, can you get me a drink on your way back.”

He heads down towards the water, hoping and praying for it to be cold enough to calm down the growth in his shorts. He enters the water, and it feels great. Unfortunately, the pressure against his shorts has not subsided a bit. If anything, it’s gotten worse. He notices that the waves make it difficult to see the bottom, so he walks out a little further and drops his shorts a little. The relief he felt freeing his massive hard-on was pure bliss.

He just kind of floats around for a few minutes letting his member breathe and hoping it will calm down eventually. After a few more minutes, he sees Lauren walking towards the water. She has taken off the shirt and wrap-around, so she is just in her bikini now. She makes her way out to him. He tries to pull his shorts back up, but between the water and his massive hard-on, it is no use.

“Are you done out here yet? I want a drink.” She asks him.

“Um, well, I kind of have a problem here.” He states as the waves stop for a brief moment, allowing them to see his disk sticking straight out towards Lauren.

Lauren takes a step towards him and starts rubbing his hardness gently under the water. Then, finally, she leans in, and their lips meet, and they kiss deeply.

“You wanted me to keep going?” The question was rhetorical, only giving her time to wrap her hand fully around his member and stroke it.

“Oh yes.” he voices. “Please.”

“You want me to make you cum right here in front of all these people?” she whispers in his ear. Her hand is now moving up and down his cock feverishly, under the water. He feels like he could cum at any second.

“I want to please you.” Now her lips are in his ear, whispering. “I want to watch you cum, baby.”

He loses control and starts to grunt. His cock begins to pulse in her tight grip.

“Let go for me, baby. Let it all out.” Her voice is getting more seductive.

He pumps his hips with each stroke, leans his head back, and grunts, shooting my massive load, which is quickly washed away by the waves.

“Keep going.” he urges her.

She quickens her motions as he releases again.

“Oh god.” Another jet of semen lost in the bubbling water.

“Oh my. You must have really liked that?” Her hand stops and pulls away.