The last outfit was a bathing suit, a black bikini that left nothing to the imagination. Cherry smiled upon seeing David’s hard cock pressing against the fly of his shorts.
“Like what you see?” she asked, and David nodded. “Follow me then,” she said, and she turned and left the room, swinging her ass as she walked. David was on his feet and following her without needing to be told twice.
She went downstairs and then outside. There was a pool there, the water heated and clear, with a blue tint. She stepped into the pool and then went under. David paused by the edge and pulled his shirt, shorts, and underwear off before lowering himself into the water. He waded out to the center of the pool, where Cherry had gone under and still hadn’t surfaced.
He felt her hands on his hips, could see her nude form under the water just as the black bikini bobbed to the surface. She took him into her mouth, still under the water, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing his ass.
When she pulled away and surfaced, David grabbed her, lifting her up so he could kiss her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he angled his hips forward, his massive, rock-hard cock pushing into her tight pussy.
David held her, supporting her body as she rocked back and forth on his cock. He stepped forward, over to the edge of the pool so her back would be braced against it. She leaned back, her arms on the edge of the pool, and he leaned forward, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as it hardened against his tongue. Cherry laced her fingers through his hair, her hips bucking against his pelvis so quickly that she was churning the water around them.
Her orgasm caught her by surprise, and she called out in a long moan under the azure blue sky, her nails trailing painful lines down David’s bare back.
“Come for me,” he said in his Russian accent.
“I am,” she groaned as another wave of pleasure overtook her. David thrust forward as she finished, burying his cock deep inside her.
“I want to swallow your cum,” Cherry purred, and David was happy to oblige. He pulled out of her, and she set her feet down on the bottom of the pool while he lifted himself up and onto the edge, his calves and feet still in the water.
Cherry situated herself between his knees, his massive cock red and throbbing before her body. She cupped her breasts on either side and moved forward so his rigid member would slip between her tits. She bent her head to suck on the tip of his cock while she used her hands to lift her tits and lower them, the sensation of her slick breasts heavenly on his sensitive dick.
Cherry fucked David with her tits while sucking his tip until she knew he was about to come, and then she moved her breasts and lowered her mouth fully over his shaft, her lips pressing against his ball sack, the head of his cock dangling down her throat. She gagged herself but didn’t stop, pulling up so that only his tip remained inside her wet mouth until she slid down again, once more taking him in her throat. She moved quickly, not wanting to be sweet and caring, instead wanting him to absolutely fuck her mouth, until finally he grunted and put his hand on the back of her head, holding her in place, choking her as his cock jumped in her mouth and he blew his hot load down her throat.
She gasped when she pulled away, and then she started to laugh as some of his pearly white cum slid out past her lips. She slid her finger along her chin, gathering the spunk, and ate it once more.
David left the next day. They made love that night, in the bed, the windows open, the soft breeze rolling over their naked bodies. He was gone before she woke. It was just her and the maid in the large house, and Cherry found herself growing sad as each day passed and the man didn’t return.
Weeks passed before he came back. When he did, he was in a bad mood. He fucked her for five nights, hard and fast, filling her with his seed or forcing his cock into her mouth before he blew, even painting her tits and chin with it. She came too, of course, but he didn’t seem to care. She knew he was stressed, was in danger of losing it all. Then he left again, back to America. Back to regain control.
Cherry was pregnant. She found out three days after he left again. She had missed her period and had sent the maid to the mainland for a test. She took it and sent the woman for another. She took that one too, and it had the same reading. She was with child.
When David came back two weeks later, she told him as soon as she saw him. Anger flashed in his eyes. She had thought he would be excited. She had realized she loved the man, had fallen for him despite who he was, despite what he did. But when she saw that anger, she didn’t know.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” David asked, his accent thick. He hadn’t tried to sound American since they had left Chicago.
“No,” Cherry said. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“I thought you were on the pill,” David demanded.
“I am.”
“What the fuck happened?”