Before I could ask her, she pushed me—shorts, shirt and sandals—into the pool. The water was cool, but my shoulder straps were now ruined. I stood in the water, not knowing quite what to say, when she got up off the low recliner and slipped into the pool in front of me. She pushed my undone shirt off me, off the one arm that was in its sleeve, then edged closer and leaned her head back so I could kiss her mouth. I could feel my dick bursting to be let loose from its linen cage, and Summer, always able to tell exactly what I wanted, ran her fingers down my wet chest, over my stomach, and attacked the fastenings on my shorts.
I ran my movable hand all over her hot, oily breasts and tasted the salt around her lips from baking in the sun. She reached around to push the floating shorts down over my butt, then brought a hand around and took my shaft in her eager hand. I was rock hard, so her delicate touch made me gasp and my knees go slightly weak. The water lapped around our waists as she pulled me, by the cock, back to the edge of the pool.
“God, I’ve been waiting for you to wake up,” she breathed, turning around to grip the pool edge. She wiggled her submerged butt delicately at me. “Please, just do it, hard and fast.”
I didn’t need telling again. I pushed two fingers into her pussy. She moaned at the contact, and I could feel the thick slickness of her juices even though she was under water. Impatiently, she grabbed my dick again and pulled it towards her hole.
“I need you to fuck me, baby,” she whispered, so I did.
I slid in, pushing apart her hot, wet sex as I drove in deeper and deeper. She responded with a long, satisfied groan, and pushed her ass back to help me get even deeper still.
“Oh, that’s so good, baby,” she moaned, and I could feel her pussy throbbing around me. How long had she been playing with herself out here? It didn’t matter. I’d only just entered her, and she was nearly ready to come.
“I think you’re the horny one,” I whispered, my cock buried inside her. “Come for me, baby. It’s okay, don’t wait for me.”
I brought my good hand across the front of her to cup one of her beautiful tits and stayed still while she slid herself back and forth on me. Controlling the exact speed and depth of how she needed it, she was really close in no time at all. Her cries got louder, and her pushes grew slower and weaker as she slipped further and further into ecstasy until she could barely move. I took over, urgently driving myself in and out of her, sending her even further out of control. She yelled, her legs buckling and shaking, and she lay her head on the tiles at the pool’s edge. Still, I hammered at her softly pulsing pussy, burying myself in her as deep as she’d let me. She cried open-mouthed in time with my every thrust, with no end in sight for her orgasm. She just kept coming.
And it didn’t take long for me to get close, either. Her gorgeous hair, all tossed about and dripping. Her amazingly toned and bronzed body, skin almost painfully hot from the sun. Her sweet, wet, welcoming pussy, gripping me so firmly as she screamed, writhed and bucked endlessly against me. It was all such a turn on that I couldn’t stop myself. My dick seemed to swell even more, getting harder than I ever thought possible, before I lost the power of speech and simply grunted out a long, low, guttural groan as I released inside her. I grew dizzy and feared I might pass out from fluid loss as I seemed to be discharging shot after shot of thick semen into her body with there being no sign of let up for me either.
As a moment or two passed, though, our orgasms trailed off, our bodies spent and our voices hoarse from shouting. Yet we stayed still, Summer leaning against the side of the pool, me leaning against Summer’s hot skin, and her pussy still impaled by my semi-hard erection.
“Wow,” I panted, even though it seemed inadequate.
“James,” Summer said in a small voice. “I…I love you.”
I was stunned to hear her say it. Stunned, yet overjoyed. I heard her sniff and took a step back, separating us. I turned her to face me. She was smiling but weeping as well.
“I never thought I’d hear you said it,” I told her. I gathered her to me and held her close. “I love you, too. I love you more than I ever dared imagine. I never want to love anyone besides you.”
“Well…” She sniffed again and laughed, pushing me off her so she could look me in the eye. “That may be tricky.” I couldn’t keep a confused look off of my face. “You may have to love at least one other person.”
“What are you talking about?” I demanded.
“I’m pregnant.”
We stared at each other for a long minute. The longest minute ever. Her face questioning, my face in utter shock.
“Please,” she said desperately, “please say something, James.”
“I…” I stammered. “I…think that’s amazing.” Staring into those hypnotic green eyes, a huge smile flowed across my face, which I saw quickly reflected by her.
“Really? Oh, thank god,” she breathed.
“But when?” I asked her, “I mean, how? I mean…”
“That first night…” She smiled. “There were enough chances. And I would think you would know how by now.”