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Farmville Erotic Story
Abby has an (almost) private pool party when she goes home to visit her parents. An old enemy becomes a friend, and they have some sexy fun.
Pool Party
Last summer I flew to visit my parents for the Fourth of July weekend. The weather report predicted sunny skies and temperatures in the mid-eighties for the whole weekend. It would be perfect summer weather.My plane got in around eleven in the morning. My dad met me at the gate and helped me with my bags. When we got home, mom had fixed us a big salad for lunch. I chatted with my parents about the classes I would be taking when I started business school in September.
It felt so good to be home. Around the middle of college, I had finally gotten over my teenage anger with my parents, and now I had grown to really enjoy their company. Being back in my old house and sitting around the kitchen table with my parents made me feel a warm glow of security and familiarity.
After lunch, my parents decided to go to an early movie. It was a film that I had already seen, so I begged off. I washed my face and brushed my hair to freshen up from my trip and changed into more comfortable clothes. I sat down in a big upholstered chair in the family room to read a book, but I just could not concentrate. It was such a beautiful day, and I had too much nervous energy to sit around in the house, so I decided to go for a swim.
The next-door neighbors have a much larger yard than we do and a really great pool. My mom had told me that they were away for the holiday weekend, but we had a key to the locked gate that led to their backyard and an open invitation to use the pool. The pool is big enough to swim laps in and is beautifully designed. A large fence around the yard makes it perfectly private. The decking is all natural stone. In the corner is an artificial stream, planted around with ferns, that ends with a small waterfall into the pool. Behind the waterfall is a little grotto. It is about four feet in diameter, with water a little more than four feet deep and a curved ceiling. The other great feature of the pool is a swim-up bar. The top of the bar is a couple of feet above the water and there are three cylindrical concrete bar stools that allow you to sit at the bar with the water up to your waist. We had a lot of great pool parties there when I was in high school. The grotto was the first place that I ever touched a boy's hard cock and let him put his hands on every part of my body. Mmmm. Another delicious memory of home. Thinking of myself in the grotto with handsome Jimmy Burns, I licked my lips and took in a deep breath.
A swim was definitely a good idea. I went up to my room and changed into a bright yellow thong bikini. This suit barely covered anything. I loved going to the beach in this suit, so that I could lie on my stomach in the sand, practically naked from behind, showing off my shapely legs, small butt and petite figure to anyone who cared to look. The top, which tied with strings around my neck and back, barely covered my little breasts. It's not that there was anybody to show off to here, and, to tell the truth, it wasn't the best suit for athletic swimming, since the top had a tendency to shift about and reveal my tits when I swam, but I was committed to this suit for my tan. I had been going to the beach every weekend. The sun had bleached my curly blonde hair two shades lighter, and had tanned my skin to a golden brown that I had never been able to achieve before. The yellow color of the suit looked great next to my tanned skin, and I just loved the contrast between my dark tan and the pale areas of skin that were covered by my suit. The untanned triangles on my tits were open invitations to fondling, and the bikini line on my hips that broadened to a small triangle over my closely trimmed pubic hair made a sexy frame around my genitals.
Before putting on my suit, I pirouetted naked in front of the mirror admiring my tan. I traced my fingers around my tan lines, pinched my nipples and winked at my mirror image. I was such a tease that I couldn't even resist the opportunity to tease myself. Practice makes perfect, they say.
I slipped into my suit, tossed my book, a brush and some sunscreen into my bag, and headed downstairs. Grabbing the key to the neighbors' gate from a hook in the kitchen, I headed next door. I locked the gate behind me and dropped my bag by a big cushioned chaise. Slipping off my sandals, I headed straight for the pool and dived in headfirst. The cool feel of the water on my body was bracing. The solar heating warmed the pool to within a few degrees of the air temperature. It was just enough of a difference to make the water perfectly refreshing.
I began swimming laps across the length of the pool, first the crawl, then breaststroke, crawl again, and then backstroke. After four laps I found that I had had to stop twice to adjust the top of my bikini. It was designed for show, not swimming. Well, no one was around, and with my small breasts, I did not need to wear a top for support, so I tossed it to the side of the pool, and continued my exercise topless. I swam another fifteen laps at full speed, rested a little and did ten more, pushing as hard as I could. Now I was feeling well exercised and had burned off all of my nervous energy, so I was ready to sit by the pool in the sun.
There was a stack of big white fluffy towels under the swim-up bar. I helped myself to two of them, and toweled myself dry. I got most of the moisture out of my short hair with a fresh towel, and, after I brushed it out, it quickly dried in the sun. I lay down on the chaise, not bothering to put my top back on.
Reaching down for my purse, I pulled out a pair of sunglasses. I usually only ever buy cheap sunglasses, since I seem to always lose them or step on them within a week after buying them, but in the middle of May I had fallen in love with a pair of designer sunglasses with super dark lenses. I thought that they gave my cute face an air of sexy mystery, a sort of "fuck me if you dare" look. Against my better judgment, I bought them for more than a hundred dollars. I had managed to hang on to them for almost two months without losing or breaking them -- a record for me.
I rubbed on some sunscreen and lay back on the soft cushion of the chaise, letting the warm sun wash over my nearly naked body. This was perfect, almost. My little thong bottom was still damp, and every time I moved slightly it would ride up too far into the crack of my ass. I was not going to let a tiny piece of cloth stand between me and perfect comfort, so I slid it off and tossed it to the side of my chair. Now I was completely naked, except for my fancy sunglasses. My skin tingled as I felt a light breeze that provided a perfect counterpoint to the warming rays of the sun.
Lying back with my eyes closed, I imagined the sight of myself on the chaise. It felt so sexy that it quickly brought on the familiar feeling of wetness between my legs. I parted my thighs just enough to be able to reach down to touch myself with my right hand. My mental image of this action heightened my pleasure, as I brushed my fingertip as lightly as I could over the rising tip of my clitoris, sending a shiver of delight through my whole body. If I was going to give myself a mental sex show, it would be even hotter if I stopped being so subtle, so I opened my legs wider. When I did this, I could feel my wet pussy lips open up, and I traced my fingertip over them, concentrating on what this would look like, if I were standing at the foot of the chaise, watching myself masturbate. I rubbed my hands over my thighs and up my stomach to my tits, caressing my nipples and giving a little wiggle to my hips. It doubled the pleasure of my touch to pretend to be watching myself, while I worked my hands over my body. Placing my feet flat on the cushion of the chaise and pushing my hips in the air, I reached down and stroked my pussy and clit with my right hand, while leaving my left hand to roam over my breasts and tease my nipples. I penetrated myself with two fingers and then withdrew them to go to work on my clit, first doing it in a circular motion and then tapping on it with just the right degree of pressure.
I shaped my lips into an "O" and imagined a big cock thrusting urgently in and out of my mouth. Usually this fantasy of cock sucking would bring me to a quick orgasm, but somehow today, hot though it was, it was not as good as focusing on the act of masturbation itself, so I went back to the fantasy of watching myself, and increased the tempo of my clitty play to bring myself to a sweet orgasm.
That was great, but I wasn't ready to stop by any means. I flipped over onto my knees and put my head down on the chaise with my butt up in the air facing the house. This was one of my favorite positions for self-stimulation. Reaching down between my legs, I had full access to my pussy and butt, and somehow it seemed that at this angle my clit stuck out just a little further, giving me a larger surface area to tease, tickle and pleasure in the practiced ways that I knew so well. I continued my fantasy of watching myself. Taking it to the next level, I imagined my twin, standing behind me naked and masturbating as she watched me. I moved to my twin's perspective in my mind, imagining the sight of my butt in the air on the chaise, checking out the hot tan line on my ass, and watching my fingers, spreading open the pussy lips to improve the view. Besides improving the view for my imaginary audience, spreading my pussy lips had the effect of making my clit stick out further, so that I could work it better with the fingers of my other hand. "Oh Abby," I moaned, performing for my imaginary twin, "Do you like this, baby? Is it hot for you?" Now from the other point of view, I answered myself, "Oh God, yes, Abby. You are getting me so wet. If you keep this up, you're going to make me come." Amping up my fantasy further still, I imagined my twin sliding under me into a hot sixty-nine. In my imagination, I was licking the pussy of my exact physical double and having her do me the same way in return. This was one hot fantasy! I moved my fingers over myself in the way that I would have wanted her to move her tongue -- deep in the pussy, work the g-spot, out for some light flicks on my clit, back to the pussy, down deep to lick the anus, just a little penetration, and then back to the pussy and clit again. I imagined myself performing the same services for my beautiful twin lover. It turned me on so much that it took no time for this fantasy to bring me to an incredible rocking orgasm. I let out a big sigh of complete satisfaction and collapsed on the chaise. God, I was an incorrigible masturbator, but I just couldn't resist touching myself. Sex with other people was fantastic, but I was never going to give up the miracles that I could work with my imagination and my hand.
I rolled over on my back to enjoy the sun and the light breeze on my nakedness again. Everything was perfect. I was in a state of complete satisfaction, so comfortable in being home and now so sexually sated. I couldn't ask for anything more.
As I lay back on the chaise, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a movement in the blinds of one of the rooms of the house. Shit!!! What a bringdown! I knew that the room where I saw the blinds move was the bedroom of little Tommy Anderson, the neighbors' son.
Tommy was three years younger than me. When we were growing up together, he was the kid that everybody loved to hate. Even when he was a baby he was an obnoxious little shit. By the time he was seven, he had graduated to full turd status. When we were together, he would bug me and poke me until I just couldn't resist hitting him as hard as I could. When I had friends over, he would always try to interfere with our private time together in a way that was infuriating. When he got older, things weren't any better. He got braces, wore nerdy glasses and geeky clothes, and had a bad haircut. Sure he was smart and did well in school, but he continued to be unbelievably obnoxious. After he was twelve, he was bigger than me. I couldn't beat him up any more, so I had to look for new ways to punish him for his reprehensible conduct. I caught him masturbating once when he was in middle school, and I mentioned it to his face three years later when he was out on a date with a high school girl that he had been after for months. We were best enemies. If our parents hadn't been so close, I would have snuck into Tommy's bedroom and hacked him to pieces with a meat cleaver while he slept. Fortunately, I hadn't seen him since he had gone off to college.
Because our parents were friends, my mom and dad gave me constant updates on Tommy. As if I cared. He had just finished his second year at Stanford, where he was majoring in biochemistry and making straight A's. He was also on the varsity swim team. "La dee dah" was my reaction. Let the little bastard eat shit and die.
The thought that Tommy had been watching me masturbating filled me with anger. Years before, I had caught him, and now he had seen me in his own back yard, doing the deed with my hand in a much wilder show than I had seen him in. My first thought was to grab my things and run naked to the refuge of my house, but I quickly regained my composure. Seeing me flee naked from his backyard would be the ultimate triumph for the little wanker. I decided that I would stand up to him no matter what. I moved with studied grace to pick up the discarded pieces of my bikini and put them back on. I put my sunglasses on again and leaned back in the chaise with my book open in front of me, as if nothing had happened.
Predictably, in another five minutes I heard the back door open, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a young man coming outside. It was Tommy. As he moved in my direction, I tried hard to think of a cutting remark that would put him in his place and keep him from shaming me for the sight that I knew he had just witnessed.
As he approached, I heard him say, "Hello, Abby. We haven't seen each other for a while. You're looking great." I looked up at him, ready to cut him to the quick (as soon as the words came to me), but when I saw him, the sight took my breath away and made the words sink back into my throat. This was Tommy all right, but a completely different Tommy than the little shit that I had devoted most of my life to tormenting. The bad haircut and glasses were gone. His brown curly hair was closely cropped, and his face had developed a handsome manly cut, with a strong jaw and well-defined cheekbones that I could never have imagined in Tommy. Yet, Tommy he was. He had a fine swimmer's body, with nicely defined musculature. Like many swimmers, he had shaved off all of his body hair. I loved the clean, hairless look. He was wearing his tiny red Stanford swim team Speedo trunks. A nice bulge was clearly visible at the front.
Stunned by his metamorphosis, I was barely able to stammer, "Hello, Tommy," in response to his greeting.
He sat down on the neighboring chaise and struck up a conversation. We talked about our families, our studies and the books that we had been reading. He had not only gotten handsome; he had become pleasant and charming too. I was having such a good time talking to him that I couldn't help taking off my dark glasses to flirt a little, holding his gaze and smiling when he looked at me, sitting at an angle that gave him a good view of my legs and my cleavage and reaching over to touch his arm lightly to emphasize a point in our conversation.
I couldn't believe that I was sitting there flirting with horrid Tommy, but he was so different now. If he could grow up, I guess I should too. Suddenly all of our shared memories seemed to make us old friends instead of old enemies. It was great to have a new friend that I already knew so well. I felt another rush of that warm glow of security in my belly. It was great to come home and have it be the way I always wished it could have been when I was growing up.
My contemplation had caused a lull in the conversation that Tommy broke by suggesting that we take a dip. I agreed that was a good idea. He dived into the water and began doing laps. Since I had already gotten my exercise, I didn't join his lap swimming, but sat on one of the seats of the swim-up bar, admiring his smooth style as sped across the pool. After a few minutes of watching him swim, I decided to check out the grotto. It had been a couple of years since I had been inside of it.
Ducking under the waterfall, I went into the grotto, thinking of all the times that I had been here when I was younger. Tommy must have noticed me go in, because on his next lap, he stopped his regular stroke as he approached the grotto entrance and dived under the water. He swam under the waterfall and came up inside the grotto barely more than a foot in front of me.
"This place is great; isn't it?" he said. "When I was a kid I could sit inside of it for an hour at a time. I felt totally safe in here."
"Yeah, it's great," I agreed. I reached over to hug my new old friend to share my warm feeling of security with him.
What happened next should have been no surprise to me. Hadn't I just put on a wild solo sex show, while he peeked at me from his room? Hadn't I just spent the last half hour flirting with him in a dental floss thong bikini? Wasn't I with him now in the very place that I first put my hand on a hard dick? Well, I must have left my brain on the night table when I got up that morning, because I somehow honestly thought that I was just giving my neighbor a friendly hug.
Tommy responded to my hug by drawing me toward him and kissing me full on the lips. I resisted for a moment, since he had misinterpreted my intent, but it only took me a second to decide to go with the flow. This could be fun, I had never tried actually fucking in a pool before, and Tommy had every right to believe that I was offering myself to him.
I put my arms around him, molding my body to his and kissed him back. He was a good kisser, holding his lips lightly to mine in just the right position to make a perfect seal. He didn't just shove his tongue crudely down my throat like some guys do. Instead, he used it artfully to tickle and tease the tip of my tongue and my front teeth, withdrawing from time to time to allow my tongue to enter his mouth to return the favor. "Mmmmm," I purred. I could feel his cock growing in his swimsuit. As it grew, the top emerged from his tiny Speedo trunks, and I could feel its hot hard head pressing against my belly. I let Tommy undo the strings that held on my bikini top. I took back a step to let my top fall away so that he could see my breasts, and I could get a nice view of his erect dick.
Held tightly against his belly by the elastic of the suit, his penis reached almost up to his naval. I could see at least four inches of it sticking out. It had to be eight inches long with just the right thickness for me to wrap my small hand around.. The bulbous purple circumcised head looked delicious. I reached to touch it and could not resist saying, "My, Tommy, how you've grown since the last time I saw you."
He laughed politely at my lame little joke and reached out to touch my nipples. He moved with confidence, not like an awkward virgin. He must have had some girlfriends at college. He cupped my small breasts easily in his palms, murmuring, "They're just perfect, Abby." Then he teased my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, lightly at first, causing them to rise to erection and then giving them a loving pinch. I pressed my body against him again, so that he could feel my breasts against his chest, unimpeded by the bikini top.
We enjoyed another sexy kiss as his hands roamed over my bottom, pushing underneath my thong and running his fingers along the crack of my ass. He slipped my bikini bottom down around my thighs, and I stood completely naked in Tommy's arms in the warm water of the grotto. Wanting to get him naked too, I took a deep breath and slipped under the surface. I pulled off his trunks and watched his magnificent penis bob free in the water in front of my face. I could not resist the temptation to take him into my mouth and give him an underwater blowjob. Holding on to the base of his shaft for support, I took him into my mouth and bobbed up and down. Thirty seconds later I came up gasping for air. Underwater cock sucking was a great novelty, but I didn't think that I could keep it up long enough to bring him to an orgasm. I stood in front of him and pulled myself up a few inches with my hands on his shoulders, aided by the buoyancy of the water. I wrapped my legs around his hips and braced the soles of my feet against the grotto wall. I was now in a position where it seemed that he would be able to penetrate me easily. He rubbed the tip of his cock against my clit, then up and down my pussy lips and pushed in with his hips. Unfortunately, the chlorinated water washed away our natural lubricants as quickly as the heat of our lust could manufacture them. We laughed at the lost cause, and Tommy said, "Come on. Let's get out of the grotto."
He led me over to the swim-up bar and hoisted me easily on top of it, while sitting down between my legs on one of the underwater barstools. Now he had a close up view for the first time of my shaved pussy with the tiny triangle of neatly trimmed pubes above it, accentuated by the tan line of my thong. He looked up at me from between my thighs and said, "Wow, Abby, I've never eaten a girl who shaved her pussy before. This is going to be so hot."
With that, he dived in to enjoy his feast. First he flicked lightly against my clit with the tip of his tongue and succeeded in sending visible shivers of pleasure through my body. Then he moved in with his lips, wrapping them around my clitoral area and sucking, while continuing to work lightly on my clit with his tongue. This was heavenly. Somebody had given him some good lessons in pussy eating. I leaned back at a forty-five degree angle, supporting myself with my right arm, while I caressed his head with my left.
My body was still completely wet. I took in the sight of the glistening drops of water on my tanned body, and enjoyed the feeling of the hot sun drying me as Tommy did his work. He moved off of my clit for a little, working his tongue deep into my pussy and pushing it in and out in a nice tongue fucking action. He kept working on me with his lips, too, sucking my labia, and then pulling up his head until they popped out of his mouth before diving in for another taste. It was very nice. I wiggled my hips a little to show that he was pleasing me. He looked up at with a twinkle in his eyes. I smiled and gave him some words of encouragement, "That feels great, Tommy. Suck on my clit again, baby."
He went back to my clit again, as I had commanded, sucking and licking just a little harder this time, as he felt my urgency increase. Two more licks were enough to bring me to a sweet orgasm.
"Now, it's your turn, Tommy," I said. "Let's get out of the pool." I reached over the bar and grabbed a few more of the big fluffy white towels. It felt so good to have him rub me all over with the soft, thick terrycloth in the warm sun. I dried him, too, making sure that I removed every drop of water from his firm young body. As I dried him, I kept giving little tugs of encouragement to his hard cock to keep his erection at full mast. Out of the water, I was able to appreciate the full size of his dick for the first time. It wasn't a monster, but he was definitely as big as any guy who had ever fucked me. I hoped that I would be able to take all of it.
I toweled and brushed my short curly hair, and it dried quickly. I led Tommy over to a chaise and sat him down, placing a double folded towel on the stone pavement between his legs. Then, getting down on my knees on the towel, I went to work on his dick. First, I made one firm stroke with my right hand wrapped tightly around him from the base all the way up to the head. This had the effect of milking two large drops of clear semen out of the tip of his penis. This was just what I wanted. I swirled my hand around in the sticky lubricating substance. When my palm was completely coated, I stroked him all the way down to the base again, and proceeded to stroke up and down the long shaft, while I took his cock head into my mouth. I fastened my lips in a tight seal around the base of the head and sucked, while I continued my stroking. I released a little of my suction to allow me better to pleasure him with my tongue, making a tiny French kiss with the tip of my tongue to the entrance of his urethra and then licking up and down the cleft on the underside of his cock head. Pulling my mouth up off his cock, I looked up at Tommy's face and flashed him a sunny smile before giving his cock a big ice cream lick from half way down the shaft all the way up to the tip. Two more ice cream licks, and then I took him as deep as I could into my mouth. I could only take about half of him before the head was knocking against the back of my throat. This wasn't the ideal deep throat position, and I probably couldn't have taken this big thing all the way from any angle, but I gave him a dozen of the best deep sucks that I could manage, taking him down to the spot where another millimeter of penetration would make me gag and then pulling up slowly to the top, holding my lips tightly around the shaft to maximize the slippery friction. Since I was never going to manage to take him all the way, I decided to concentrate my oral attentions on the head of his penis, while using both hands to work the shaft. I stacked one hand on top of the other on his shaft, and still there was an inch of cock visible below the head. I have small hands, but that will give you an idea of how big he was. I twisted my well-lubricated slippery hands back and forth in opposite directions around his shaft, while I licked and sucked the head of his cock with my mouth. I got deeply into this motion and lost track of anything other than my concentration on this big hot penis. At some point, it could have been one minute or twenty, I couldn't tell you, Tommy reached down and pulled me off of his dick. "Abby," he said, "You have to stop. I'm about to come in your mouth, but I'm dying to fuck you."
I was so into the blowjob that I would have been more than happy to have the hot jism from his big dick shoot all over my face, but the idea of being fucked was enticing too, so I complied with his request.
I pushed him down on the chaise and prepared to mount him. One foot on the ground, the other on the chaise on the other side of his body, I grabbed his hard dick and rubbed it a few times against my clit before putting it against my pussy lips and proceeding to impale myself. Yesss, that was nice, so sweet and wet. I kept sliding down until I hit a little bump in the road. I could feel the tip of his dick against my cervix. There were at least two more inches to go before I had him all the way in. Determined to have every inch of him inside of me, I pushed down with the full weight of my body, and somehow stretched to take the rest of him into me.
Totally filled with his big dick, my clit pressed hard against his pubic bone, and I felt the shiver of another small orgasm. "Oh, Tommy, you made me come again," I chided.
It took me only moments to be ready for more. I still wanted to savor the feeling of that big dick buried all of the way inside of me. There would be plenty of time for thrusting and hard fucking later. Straddling Tommy on the chaise, I was just able to grip the paving stones with my toes, which allowed me to sit straight up and balance myself easily. I decided to treat him to a dick filled lap dance. Rotating my hips ever so slightly without letting him move in or out of me more than a centimeter, I moved to an imagined dance beat, hands over my head to start, and then moving my hands down to brush gently over my whole body. When I got down to my nipples, I looked him straight in the eye, and licked my lips. I stroked my hands over my belly and thighs, making tiny circular motions with my pelvis. I bent over at the waist, keeping my feet on the ground and gripping him tightly with my thighs to keep him from the thrusting that I knew his dick was craving. I brushed ever so lightly against his muscular hairless chest, with my hair, nose, lips and nipples, barely grazing against him, using my teasing motions to increase our mutual ardor. That was good for a few minutes of fun, but soon I needed some real fucking as much as he did.
Remaining straddled on top of him, I moved my knees onto the chaise, and pulled myself up a couple of inches toward his shoulders to a position where we could both move our hips more easily. My face was now nearly at the same level as his, so I stretched my neck slightly and helped myself to a hot kiss, as he began to move his hips under me. We began with long slow deep strokes. My pussy was accustomed to his length now, but every time he went all the way in I felt so full that I continued to wonder at my ability to take him all the way. We shifted to short staccato thrusts, and then long smooth ones again. He tweaked my nipples, sending little electric jolts through my body while I fucked him. This was heavenly. I could certainly have kept riding him in this fashion all the way to a glorious mutual orgasm, but Tommy said, "Abby, I want you to get on your knees with your head down on the cushion and let me enter you from behind."
Obeying his command, I reluctantly pulled up off of him, and assumed the position as soon as he had gotten off of the chaise. I felt the tip of his hard cock, probing around seeking the entrance to my hot cunt, but not quite finding it, so I reached down between my legs to take hold of his cock and guide it to its destination. One long thrust and he was all the way inside of me. Very nice, maybe he was right to suggest shifting around this way. He began moving in and out with his hands on my hips to control the motion. Then I heard him say, "Abby, now I want you to touch yourself, just like you did when I was watching you from my bedroom."
Until this moment, he had said nothing about his peeping. I had almost convinced myself that I had been wrong in suspecting him -- the new Tommy would not have done that kind of thing. However, Tommy chose the perfect moment for the confession. With the new Tommy's dick buried deep inside of me, the confirmation that he had been watching did not upset me at all. On the contrary, it was an incredible turn on.
Eager to comply with his request, I reached down between my legs with my right hand, and began to play with my clit as he fucked me. First I made little circular motions and then a little tap, tap, tap. Moving my index and middle fingers around my pussy lips, I held his dick between my fingers like a big cigar and felt my labia move in and out with his ever more insistent thrusts. Then I went back to concentrating on my clit.
No need for narcissistic lesbian fantasies now. I focused on the delicious feeling of Tommy's hard dick pounding into me. My first two orgasms with Tommy had been delightful, but small. It was as if I had had a meal of appetizers to save room for a rich sumptuous dessert.
I felt my passion building and called out to Tommy, "I want you to come in me right now."
"Yes, I'm ready for you, Abby," he said as he pulled me tightly to him. I felt the head of his cock bump up against my cervix and the gush of hot semen filling my cunt. Pressing hard now on my clit, I joined him in the hot bliss of coming. This time wave after wave of orgasm washed over me, finally giving me the satisfaction that I needed so badly.
Tommy withdrew and lay next to me on the chaise. I curled up in his arms and we spent the next half hour kissing and cuddling in the warm sun.
The three days that I spent at my parents' house turned into a non-stop indoor/outdoor fuck fest with Tommy. In between sex sessions, we had a lot of great conversation too, sharing our feelings about our families and the other people that we had grown up with together. My parents were thrilled that Tommy and I had finally become friends, but I could not bring myself to tell them just how close we had become. I did not need to give them any explanation for wanting to spend my days at the pool with him. We had one close call, when my mom came knocking on the gate of Tommy's back yard. The moment she had picked to bring us cold drinks and snacks was just when I had finished sucking Tommy off, and he had blown a full load of come all over my face and shoulders. Somehow Tommy managed to shove his still half hard dick into his small trunks, as I wiped myself off with a towel and fumbled to get my bikini on. By the time Tommy let my mom in after a somewhat awkward delay, I had managed to compose myself on the chaise with a book open in my lap. I smiled sweetly at my mom and thanked her for bringing us the snack. It was only after she left that I noticed a sizable glob of jism that remained on my shoulder. Tommy and I both got a good laugh out of that one. Fortunately, my mom had not noticed.
Spending the evenings with Tommy was a little harder to explain, so I told my parents that I was going out with one of my girlfriends and then snuck back to Tommy's house after she had driven me around the block. I was sneaking around on my parents like I was back in high school. I guess that in some ways I may never grow up.
On the third day, I let Tommy fuck me in the ass. It had been months, since I had let a guy have me that way, but by this time I was feeling so close with Tommy that it seemed like the perfect way to seal our long weekend together. I was a little apprehensive of taking that big dick up my ass, but he was very gentle, and we used a lot of lube. We did it in what had become our favorite position, with me on my knees on the chaise masturbating and Tommy entering me from behind. I wasn't quite able to take the full length of him up my ass, but by the time he was ready to shoot his load, I was happily enjoying a nice hard pounding, and I brought myself to a roaring simultaneous orgasm as he came inside of me.
I'm really glad to have Tommy as a friend. Now I have another reason to get home to see my parents as often as I can. He's still a little immature, though. For all his charm, he sometimes says things that make me wince. I don't think that I could ever fall in love with him, but I hope that I can keep him as my close sexy fuck friend for the rest of my life.
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