The Pool Boy

He groans and moves onto the bed behind me. He slides over me, and I moan as his lips crush to mine.

“Let me show you,” he growls. He kisses me again, and then he starts to pepper kisses down my neck, and onto my shoulder. I moan softly and sink back to the bed as Mason starts to kiss down my spine, one little bump at a time. His hands slide over me, soothing my skin and turning me on like nothing else, and when he gets to my ass, he starts to kiss each cheek.

I murmur, closing my eyes and shivering with heat as he moves lower. His big hands grip me and spread me lewdly open, and a thrill shudders through me. I feel his breath on the backs of my thighs, and when his tongue drags over my pussy, I gasp in pleasure. He groans and pushes his tongue deep, fucking me slowly with it as I writhe for him. He sucks my clit between his lips and swirls his tongue over it until I’m moaning desperately and aching for anything he wants to give me.

He teases his way higher, and when his tongue swirls over my asshole, I gasp sharply. It’s different, but my God does it feel good when he does that. He dances the tip of his tongue around and around my tight little hole, until I’m moaning deeply. His thumb finds my clit, and he rubs it as he tongues my ass.

“I want it,” I gasp. I push the bottle of lube back towards him, and I hear him groan. “I want to feel it,” I whimper. “Just—”

“I’m not gonna hurt you, beautiful,” he growls. I hear the pop of the bottle top, but then I moan as his tongue goes back to my ass. He groans into me, and I glance back and whimper when I see him stroking his thick cock, making it slick and glistening with the lubricant. He pulls away from me with a final lick, and then I gasp when I feel him start to drizzle the liquid over my ass. I moan, feeling it slide down between my cheeks, over my ass and then dripping down the lips of my pussy.

Mason kneels behind me, and his hands stroke my skin. His fingers tease over my asshole, and I whimper as I feel him add pressure.

“Just relax,” he growls softly. “Relax and let me make you feel good, baby.”

And fuck does it already feel good. I’m so tight, but slowly, his finger starts to slide into me. A hot, throbbing sort of pleasure that I’ve never felt before blooms through me, and I moan eagerly. He growls, kissing the small of my back and slowly pushing his finger in and out of me. He slips it free, and I find myself whimpering in protest.

Mason chuckles darkly behind me. “Greedy girl,” he growls, making me moan.

He pushes his finger back to my ass, and this time, there’s two of them. Slowly, gently, he opens me up, sliding both fingers into me as I grip the sheets and moan for more. He pumps into me slowly, back and forth, before his fingers slide out again. I look back at him, our eyes lock, and I nod.

“Fuck me,” I gasp softly.

He groans and moves behind me, and when I feel that thick, swollen head of his slick cock against my tight little hole, I tremble and whimper. Mason strokes his cock against me, and he grips my ass with his other hand. He starts to push, and my breath catches. He’s slow, but determined, and he keeps adding pressure as I start to feel his fat crown slowly spread me open.

“Oh God, oh God!” I whine in pleasure, my fingers gripping the bedsheets as I pant into his pillow. “Oh fuck, Mason!”

He groans, and he pushes a little more, and suddenly, his head slips through my tight ring and into my ass.

“Oh fuck!” I cry out. I tense a little, but holy fuck does it feel good. Weird, maybe, and different, but so good.

Mason groans and keeps pushing, and I start to moan uncontrollably as inch after slick inch of his huge cock slides up my ass. My toes curl, and my fingers bunch the sheets into tight fists. It feels like he’s prying me open, and like he’s so fucking deep in me, but it feels fucking amazing.

His hands grip my hips, and with a low, deep, almost primal growl, he pushes his cock the rest of the way into me. I cry out in pleasure, moaning eagerly and wantonly for him. He holds himself there deep inside, letting me feel his big cock throb, and letting me adjust to the thickness of him. I turn to him, gasping as our eyes lock.

“I want you to…” I whimper. “Do it like you fantasized about.”

He groans, and his cock pulses deep inside. One of his hands slides down the crease of my hip, down between my legs. His fingers stroke my absolutely dripping wet pussy, and he starts to rub my clit in maddeningly slow circles. Gently, he begins to slide out, and pleasure sizzles through me. He keeps going, groaning in pure pleasure until just his swollen head is right inside my tight ring.

“Jesus, Layla,” Mason snarls. “Fuck, you look so fucking sexy like this.”

“You like… oh fuck,” I shiver. “You’ve finally got me in your room, Mason,” I purr. “On my knees with your big, thick cock in my ass.” He pulses, and I whimper again. “So, what are you gonna do about it?” I whisper heatedly.

“I’m going to fuck you until you’re climbing the fucking walls,” he growls right in my ear. “I’m going to fuck this tight little ass until you’re coming harder for me than you’ve ever fucking come before.”

He rolls his hips and pushes his cock into me. I moan, my eyes rolling back as I feel that fat dick slide into me again. He keeps going until his abs flex against my ass, and then he’s sliding back out. Mason keeps one hand on my clit and grabs the bottle of lube with the other. I moan when I feel him drizzle more of it over my ass and his glistening, bulging cock, and when he slides back in even easier, pleasure blooms deep inside of me.

I drop my cheek to the bedsheets, and the moans just start to pour out of me as Mason starts to fuck me like he owns me. His slick, pulsing cock slides deep into my ass, making me squeal, and his fingers rub my clit until I’m gasping in pleasure. It’s not just regular pleasure either, it feels like it’s swelling through my whole body. My very skin feels like it’s on fire for him. My pulse is like lighting coursing through me, and the throbbing between my legs grows thicker, and wilder.

Mason grunts, and his fingers dig into my skin as he fucks me harder. His hand slides up my back, and when he tugs my hair, I start to lose it. With his fingers on my clit, the other hang pulling my hair enough to make me moan, and his fat cock plunging deep into my ass, I start to tumble hard towards that edge. I gasp for air, and I’m drowning in pleasure when he pushes deep into me and rubs my clit just the right way.

I clench, I convulse, my vision swims, and I start to come—and I start to come hard.

The cry is guttural and deep in my throat. My body tightens and then suddenly explodes around him, and the orgasm detonates through my very core. I scream into the sheets, shaking and writhing under him, and Mason suddenly roars. He thrusts deep into me and grips me so fucking tight. And suddenly, I can feel him start to come.

His fat cock pulses and throbs deep in my ass. His balls tighten against my pussy lips, and I cry out when I feel him start to explode deep inside of me. His hot cum pours into my ass, flooding me and pumping into me again and again as he just holds himself there. He leans over me, and I twist my head to kiss him feverishly as we both freeze like that, trembling and shaking as the orgasms shudder through us.

Mason wraps his arms around me and gently slides out of me. We roll onto our sides, panting and sweaty, and I snuggle back into him as he pulls the sheets over us.

“So,” I giggle, turning to grin at him with a blushing face. “Did it live up to the fantasy?”

Mason chuckles, wraps his big arms around me, and kisses me deeply. “Baby, that blew the fantasy out of the fucking water.”

Our lips seal together, and we just lay there, utterly content and utterly at peace.

…That is, until the peace blows up in our faces.