In the pool

As we make our way to the pool area, which has an obscene number of fountains, I start whispering the things I want to do to her.

“I’m gonna make you come so hard… All day, I’ve been thinking about how bad I wanna taste you… You taste so fucking good when you come…”

Emma is trying to get us there as fast as possible without looking too conspicuous. I have a feeling we would probably be failing miserably at that if anyone was around. She twists the handle, “Oh thank god it’s unlocked.” I take the lead, pulling her through the door. As soon as we’re inside, I turn around and grab her hips pulling her into me. She moans and bucks her hips into mine, smirking with satisfaction when she feels how hard I am. I push her into the door, reaching my hand down to lock the handle.

I’m kissing down her neck as I ask, “How much time do you think we have?”

Her voice is already sounding breathless, “Let’s say 20 minutes? I don’t want to be rude.”

I shake my head, “No. We don’t want to be rude. But I really need to make you come right now, Princess.”

She nods frantically, “I support that…”

I look down at her legs, “Princess, did you wear a skirt today on purpose?”

She laughs, “No, actually. But it certainly makes things easier.”

I push her panties down her legs and sneak a finger into her folds. I drop my head to her shoulder, “Jesus fuck, Emma. I’ve had literally two minutes of whispering dirty things in your ear, and you’re already this wet?”

“Mmmm, how wet am I? Please, tell me.”

“I’ll do you one better, Princess.”  I bring my sopping wet fingers up to her lips, painting them with her pussy juices. She brings her tongue to her lip, closing her eyes as she tastes herself on them while I suck my fingers clean. I take the opportunity to lick her lower lip, then our tongues battle for dominance as I kiss her deeply.

She pushes me back, “tick tock, Ben…”

I shake my head, “Pushy, today…”

She smirks, “What are you gonna do about it?”

“Oh, I have a few ideas.”

“Do they involve orgasms?”

“Fuck yes, they do.”

I look at the height of the ceiling and an idea forms in my head. She may think she wants to call the shots, but that’s not gonna happen. She’s at my mercy here. I drop to my knees and yank her panties the rest of the way off. I lay small bites against her abdomen, “Sorry, Princess, the skirt’s gotta go. I want full access to this delectable cunt.” She immediately unbuttons the skirt and I hastily tear it down her legs. I lift a knee over my shoulder and turn my head so I can make contact with her gorgeous pussy. “I don’t know if I can hold out until dinner… I’m hungry for your dripping wet cunt, Princess.” This earns me an unabashed moan. I chuckle against her folds as I hoist her other knee on my shoulders. Then I stand up on my feet, leaving her feet nowhere near the ground. Now she’s helpless.

I bring my arms around her thighs and use my fingers to spread her pussy lips open for me. I lick a hard line up her slit, stopping before I reach her clit. Then I spear her sopping hole with my tongue. I gave her a challenge once, telling her that if she read my mind while my face was buried in her cunt, I would make it well worth her while. Ever since, she’s delighted in this little game, shamelessly verbalizing my filthy requests as she performs them for me. It gets me hard as fuck just to think about it. She must see me staring at her tits, because she rips her tank top off. It’s one of those that has a shelf bra, so there’s no bra in the way. Once she ripped her top off, her gorgeous tits are right there.

I lift my mouth from her pussy briefly, “Come on, Princess. I want you to play with your tits for me. Pretend your hands are mine. Show what you want.”

She lightly drags her fingernails up the center of each one, and I can see goosebumps break out all over her body from the light touch. “Fuck, just like that. I wanna pretend it’s my hands on those tits.” She opens her eyes and looks down at me through hooded lids. I impale her cunt with my tongue again, writhing it around inside of her, licking furiously at her walls.

“You want me to tweak my nipples?” I nod my head, making sure to bump her clit with my nose. “Should I get my fingers wet?” Affirmative. “Like this?” She brings her fingertips to her mouth and licks them exaggeratedly with her tongue. I nod my head again, this time making a “mmm hmm” noise. “Do you think these nipples can get any harder?” She asks as she’s pinching her nipples. I repeat the head-nod with the mmm-hmm. She squeezes her thighs around my head. I run my finger lightly over her clit and she bucks her hips forward with a squeal. I can feel her walls already fluttering around my tongue.

“Okay, Princess. We’re pressed for time, so you have my permission to come as soon as you want.” She nods feverishly. I rub tight fast circles over her clit while I spear her again with my tongue. She’s biting her lip so hard, I’m worried she’ll put a hole in it. After a few minutes of tongue fucking her, she’s about to go over the edge. She pinches and twists her nipples as she cries out and her body goes rigid above me, then the walls of her cunt start rhythmically pulsing around my tongue. I keep tongue fucking her and rubbing her clit through her orgasm until she pushes my face away, overstimulated.

She flings herself back against the wall again. “Oh my god, Bernard… I fucking love it when you eat me out.” Her chest is heaving, and her tits look amazing as they rise and fall with each breath.

I smirk as I lower her back down. “I love the taste of your cunt when you come in my mouth.”

She chokes out a breath quick breath, “Fuck, Ben… No one makes me come like you do.” I’m still on my knees when she brings her fingers to trace my lips while licking her own lips, “This mouth. This mouth is so fucking perfect. I love your mouth on my pussy… I love it. No one has ever made me come as goddamn hard as you do.”

I can’t help but feel a surge of possessive pride when she says shit like that. “Fuck, Emma. I want you to come on my mouth again.”

She shakes her head, “We can do that at home. Right now, I want you to fuck me.” That’s all the motivation I need to stand up and spin her around to face the wall. She moans, “Fuck, yes. Fuck me from behind, Ben.” 

I should have waited to turn her around until after I had her unbuckle my belt, but like I said, we’re in a time crunch… I quickly have my belt unbuckled and my cock free of the confines of my pants, already painfully hard. I stroke it a few times to cover it with pre-come. I bend my knees slightly so I can reach my cock between her legs. I rub the head of my cock along her slit, gathering up more of her copious fluids.

“Come on, Ben. Fuck me. Fill me up.” She’s wiggling her ass, as if that will make me get inside her any faster (it does).

I pick her up by the hips and she reaches a hand down to line my cock up with her entrance. As soon as I’m in position, I thrust up into her hardwhile yanking her down onto my cock. “Like that, Princess?”

A throaty groan escapes her as I impale her, “FUCK yes, just like that! More… Do it… Again.

I repeat the motion, lifting her up and slamming her back down. I bite down hard on the nape of her neck and suck harshly on the skin between my teeth, leaving my mark on her. Luckily, Emma comes really quickly this way, because I’m the one doing all the work, and it could get exhausting.

“Come on, Emma, reach down and play with your clit. Fuck your little clit with your fingers.”

I see her snake a hand in front of her, and when she grazes her clit, I feel her walls clench around my cock, and it feels fucking amazing.

“Oh my fucking god… Oh god, you feel so good inside of me, Ben.”

“You feel so goddamn good around my cock. Make yourself come, baby…”

She nods her head, “Keep talking to me. I want to hear all the dirty things you’re thinking.”

“Fuck, I can’t wait until your cunt is pulsing around my cock. You get my cock so fucking hard, baby. So hard.”

“Fuck, you’re filling me up, Ben. I wanna come on your cock, I want you to feel me coming apart around you.”

“I want that, too. Come on, I got you. Use your fingers – use them to play with your swollen little clit.” She’s just moaning, and I can feel her getting close. “Come on, Emma. Come for me. I want to feel it.” And she fucking does… I feel her cunt pulsating around my cock, and it’s pulling me right over the edge with her. Three more deep, hard thrusts, and I feel myself swell inside of her as I come deep into her cunt. I keep fucking her through her orgasm until I feel the rhythmic clenches of her pussy slow down. We finally slow down to a stop, breathless and sweating.

I’m leaning against her, pinning her to the wall with my body. She pushes against the wall, signaling me to let up a bit. I stand up and pull her against me, kissing the mark I left on the back of her neck. If she lets her hair back down, nobody will see it. She turns her head and nuzzles her nose into my neck. “Ben, you make the ‘quickie’ feel like so much more than a quick fuck. You tear me apart every fucking time.”

I smirk, “It helps knowing exactly how to make you fall apart at my fingertips, Princess.”

She smiles, “Yeah, I’ll say…”

“Okay, get dressed. We’ve gotta get back in before they come looking for us.” She snorts a laugh while she pulls her underwear back on and I hand her the skirt and top. Once we’re presentable again, we exit the pool house.

“How do I look?”

I give her a lop-sided grin, “Well and truly fucked, Emma.”

She rolls her eyes, “You always say that.”

“It’s always true.” I brush my thumb along the new mark on her neck, and she swats at it.

“Goddammit Bernard, did you bite me there?”

I chuckle, “You might want to put your hair down…” She shakes her head and sighs as she lets her hair out of the pony tail.