Our Love Story

“It’s beautiful,” she says breathlessly. I hand her a bottle of water and she takes a long gulp. Then she passes it me and I do the same. I smile, thinking that we both need to stay hydrated for what’s going to come next.

“So, what now?” she asks.

I reach behind her and grab a rope I discovered when I came out here before.

“Hold on and jump.”

Her eyes widen. “You go first. I want to see how you do it.”

I nod, dropping my backpack and pulling off my T-shirt, kicking off my shoes and my shorts. Then I grab the rope and swing, letting go at the center of a massive pool of ice cold water. The rope swings back to Chloe and I watch her lean over to catch it. She does. Damn, that girl doesn’t miss a damn beat.

“I’m nervous.”

“No time like the present. I need you in this water and I need you now.”

She needs me too, even from this distance, I see the need in her eyes. She looks down at me, licking her perfect lips. Holding one hand onto the rope, she unbuttons her shorts with the other and lets them fall to the ground. Then in a swift decision, she takes a leap and soars through the sky before crashing into the water like a cannonball.

When her head emerges, she screams in delight, laughter filling the tropical air. I swim over to her, pulling her to me. Her legs effortlessly wrap around my waist as we tread water.

Her face is alight, joy filling her completely. I can imagine her on a roller coaster at Disneyland one day, all smiles and happy shock. I want to make her happy for as long as I can.

Forever.

“I’m falling for you, Chloe,” I tell her.

She nods, running her hands through my tousled hair. Her breasts are falling out of her tiny suit, I untie it at the neck and fling it toward the shore. Her string bikini bottoms tie on both hips and I undo those too, throwing them aside. Chloe’s naked body is wrapped around mine, my hard cock pushing through my boxers, begging to fill her up.

“I want you so badly,” I tell her. She nods, moving her hips against my belly as if wanting to feel my hardness closer to her pussy.

“I want to taste your come,” she moans. “Like crazy.”

Our mouths open and our tongues crash together, with her wrapped so tightly around me, I swear I’m seconds from creaming my underwear. This girl is doing wild things to me. Things I’ve never felt before.

Things I need more of.

“I need to taste you too,” I tell her. I carry her ashore and see a soft patch of grass. I set her down, taking in her completely bare, gorgeous pussy. It’s trimmed so nicely. Her massive tits bouncing as she walks, her hair’s wet, her skin’s wet, and that pussy of hers—I’m guessing it’s plenty wet too.

“Oh, God, girl, you look so fucking perfect.”

She shakes her head in disbelief. I strip to nothing, needing her to take my cock in her hands. In her mouth. I need her to stroke me, to suck me.

I need more of Chloe.

“I told you I was gonna leave your ass for later, but I need it now. I need that ass up in my face. Do you understand me, Chloe?”

She nods, she understands me perfectly. And she is speechless, her nipples so hard, her body so piqued, so ready. She can’t move fast enough. She steps into my arms and I want to devour her body.

Devour her completely.

My cock wants her pussy so fucking bad, but I know that’s not fair. It’s not my turn or my time. So, I’m a good boy, and if I can’t press my cock to her pussy, I’m sure as hell planning on putting my mouth there.

I lie down on my back and tell her to sit on my face.

“On your face?” she asks as if not understanding. She looks down at me though, wanting to understand.

“You heard me, baby, sit down on my face, facing my feet. Then lean forward and put your mouth to my cock, you know you want to suck me off.”

She does as I ask, straddling me backward, and her perfect ass gets right up in my face. That pink, perfect pussy dripping wet, and I grab her waist and pull her down, not letting her out of my hold.

She moans as I do, as my tongue licks her perfect slit up and down. Up and down. I’m going to lick her until she comes all over me, and then I’m gonna lick her some more.

She knows what to do, this position leaves little to the imagination, and as I start devouring her sweet vanilla-scented pussy, she starts sucking me off like she was made to lick my cock. As if she’s been waiting for this moment her whole damn life.