Poolside Passion (Forbidden Fruit - Book 1)

by Eden Devoe

  The cock directly in front of her, so close to her mouth, was distracting her, and she couldn’t resist the temptation to lick it. Instead of answering him in words, she moved her head forward and ran her tongue tentatively across the tip, relishing the taste of the little drop of pre-cum she found there. Encouraged by the heated moan that escaped his lips, she locked her own around the head of his generous cock, sucking hard and flicking her tongue around in teasing circles as she did. Slowly, teasingly, she began to bob her head up and down, each time taking a little more of him inside her mouth before backing away. She was pretty certain she couldn’t get to the base- he was thicker and longer than any man she had ever given a blowjob to- but she was sure as hell going to give it her best effort.

  She continued her slow but steady pace, enjoying the way his size stretched her mouth, and couldn’t wait to see, to feel, what the monster would do inside of her pussy. The thought made it throb wonderfully in anticipation. The slow pace allowed her throat the luxury of adjusting to the intruder, and soon she managed to swallow nearly all of him. She paused with most of him deep in her throat, loving the noises he was making, knowing he was enjoying it.

  “God, baby,” he groaned. She could feel his legs shaking, hear his breathing turning ragged. He was clearly enjoying her attentions.

  Ami pulled back when she could hold on no longer, startling an even larger groan from him. Breathing hard, she wrapped a hand around the shaft, stroking gently. When she leaned forward again to take him back into her mouth, he stopped her, placing a hand to her shoulder. “No baby. I’ll cum.”

  There was desperation and pleading in his words – desperate to hold on and pleading with her to let him cum- and she found it sexy. She pushed the hand holding her back away and replied. “You’re young, you’ll recover quickly.” She licked the tip again, loving how it jumped at her touch. “I want to taste you, all of you.” She looked up and met his eyes. Biting her lower lip and batting her eyelashes at him, she said in in a sexy, pleading tone. “Cum in my mouth, baby. Let me taste you.” Without waiting for a reply, she wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and her lips around the tip and began to lick, suck, and stroke in a wild pattern. She saw him reach out to steady himself on the back of the deck chair, his groans and moans of pleasure increasing by the second, and she smiled around her mouthful. She knew it was only a matter of moments before she would get her wonderfully bitter treat. It had been too long since she had tasted a man’s cum, and it was something she had always loved. The thought of getting a mouthful of this young stud’s seed was enough to make her own legs tremble. Ami was certain that if he reached between hers at that moment, she would cum herself with just a few strokes of his fingers, she was that turned on.

  She heard him grunt loudly and begin to thrust into her mouth on his own. Grabbing the back of her head, forcing her forward, impaling her on him, he thrust quickly. She didn’t fight him. She allowed him to take control but kept her hand in place, letting the silky skin of his penis slide back and forth against her palm, knowing it would drive him crazy and add to his orgasm. Finally, she felt his fingers tighten almost painfully in her hair and heard him bellow incoherently as hot semen splashed the back of her throat. He continued with his frantic thrusting for a moment, and she held on, wanting every last drop he had.

  With a groan and a sigh, he pulled out of her mouth and with wobbly legs, made his way to the nearby lounge chair and collapsed. Breathing hard, his face flushed, making him that much handsomer, he lay there, panting and shaking.

  Ami watched him greedily, licking her lips again, trying to get the last few traces of his flavor on to her tongue. She loved it. She wanted more. Staring at his luscious body, his generous cock, she knew she would be happy to spend the rest of the summer, and perhaps beyond, sucking it dry. She smiled to herself and vowed to tell him as much…later, after she had gotten the rest of her needs met.

  His brilliant green eyes suddenly popped open, and he gazed at her, a lazy smile on his face. “God damn,” he breathed, “that was fucking amazing.”

  “Glad I could oblige,” she said with a cocky grin, running the fingers of her right hand back and forth over her breasts, making her nipples so hard they were almost painful to the touch. It was a delicious sensation. He watched her for a long moment, and she could see his cock, which had wilted after her teasing, stir slightly. It wouldn’t be long before he was rock hard again and ready to fulfill his promise. The question now was what would he do in the time between?

  As if reading her thoughts, he grabbed a pillow from the chair and tossed it in front of hers then grabbed her legs near the thighs and yanked her forward, startling a small cry from her. His fingers began to walk up and down her legs, caressing softly, tickling. She moaned softly, enjoying the feeling. He straddled her, knees on the edges of her chair and leaned in close enough to kiss her. When his lips touched hers, she felt a shiver rush along her body, all the way down to her toes and back again. His kiss was electric. Ami’s hand flew up to his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. She got lost in it. It could have been seconds or hours when he pulled away, she just couldn’t tell and didn’t care. He smiled at her, gazing deeply into her eyes. She could see his lust had not cooled even a fraction with his release. The intensity of his gaze took her breath away, and she felt her pussy throbbing, aching for some attention of its own. Still holding her gaze, she felt his hand skim down her body to the elastic of her bottoms. He moved backwards again, off of the chair, and took her bottoms with him. “You’re turn,” he growled in a sexy whisper, kneeling in front of her. Pulling her to the edge of the chair, he gripped her inner thighs and encouraged her to open for him. She didn’t hesitate, opening before him like a flower.

  His lips brushed against her mound, planting a soft kiss. She felt him smile against her skin as she moaned at his touch. Fingers parted her pussy lips tenderly, and Ami sucked in a breath, anticipating the pleasure to come. He held back for a moment, teasing her, blowing across the sensitive flesh instead of touching it, and she was surprised to find that even that felt amazingly good. She was about to speak up, to beg him to stop teasing, when his tongue finally made contact, skimming the sensitive little nub with the barest amount of pressure. It startled her but it felt so good she let out an enormous moan, so loud she clapped a hand over her mouth, afraid someone would hear.

  He chuckled deeply, which was strangely arousing, the vibrations were quite pleasurable given his location. He licked again, harder this time, and did not stop with just one. Ami moaned and wiggled against him, loving the feel of his lips against her most sensitive flesh, wanting him to go faster, harder, to give her more. He pulled back just a touch and whispered softly, “Patience, darling. We have all day, and I want to enjoy you.” His tongue flicked over her clit again, and she whimpered.

  When one of his fingers slipped deep inside her, the whimpers turned to heated moans. When the second one joined the first, she thought she might lose her mind with desire. She wanted to cum so badly, and he wasn’t going fast enough. “More, please” she begged, “I need more.”

  “More fingers,” he asked, probing at her with a third finger, “Or more licks?” He began to lick quickly and fiercely just as the third finger made its way inside of her.

  “Both!” she managed. The things he was doing to her were driving her insane. It had been so long since any hand but her own had probed her, and his tongue was as good as any of her toys, probably better. Within moments, she could feel an orgasm building deep inside of her, quicker than she had ever felt one build before. “Yes, like that, just like that…” she muttered over and over, wiggling against him. “Faster, harder, please.” When his fingers found the spot that usually made her go wild with lust, she couldn’t hold on any longer. The fire exploded deep inside and raced through her body. She felt her back arch and her breath catch for a moment it was so explosive, but it was too strong to keep silent and she all but screamed. She felt her mind blank and almo
st blacked out the pleasure was so intense. Clay kept licking and thrusting his fingers in and out while she came, making it last. When she finally stopped writhing from his attentions, when she could breathe again, he slowed.

  “Mmmm, that was beautiful, baby,” he said in a sultry voice, emerging from between her legs. He grinned up at her, his face wet with her juices, and she suddenly wanted him so badly that she thought she might weep if she didn’t get to feel him deep inside of her soon. “That was faster than I intended,” he chuckled, “but I guess you really needed to cum, huh?”

  Ami nodded instead of answering. She didn’t trust her voice not to fail quite yet. The aftermath of the massive orgasm had left her feeling shaky and weak, but oh so good.

  Clay gave her a saucy wink and a devilish smile. “You’ve been thinking about me, haven’t you?” The look on his face said he knew very well that she had. “I’ve been thinking about you,” he whispered, leaning over her, his face close enough that their noses were almost touching. “Ever since I saw you again, it’s all I can think of.” His lips brushed hers, but he pulled back when she tried to kiss him. “Do you know how much time I’ve spent jerking off the last few days thinking about this moment?” This time when he leaned forward he didn’t simply brush his lips against hers, he kissed her deeply. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to fuck you?” he demanded. When she shook her head, he continued. “Since I was old enough to start liking girls. You’ve always been so fucking hot!”

  She laughed and shook her head. “Clay…”

  “Shhh,” he cut her off. “Don’t argue. I’m telling you, you’re hot. It was always sweet torture coming here, especially in the summer. I spent my teen years dreaming about burying my cock so deep inside you that I would make you scream my name with every thrust.” He lowered his lips to her right breast and licked the nipple softly before biting hard enough to startle a small gasp from her lips. “I dreamed about it in college sometimes, too. And now, here I am with you naked beneath me.”

  “And what, young man, are you going to do about the situation?” she teased.

  “I’m going to show you just how serious I am,” he told her in a falsely threatening voice that she found sexy. She felt his knee between her legs, urging them open and she quickly obliged. She sighed with contentment as he settled between them, his weight pressing deliciously against her body. She felt his member, hard as a rock again and standing fully at attention, slide against her pussy lips and she quivered in anticipation. He kissed her again, working his tongue deep inside of her mouth, intertwining it with her own. She eagerly responded, exploring every inch of his mouth, running her tongue across his teeth.

  When he finally broke away, they were both breathless. He quickly returned to teasing. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down between her legs, pressing it hard against her still swollen clit, stealing moans and whimpers from her. “Inside, please,” she begged him, “I need to feel you!”

  He chuckled and shook his head. “Not just yet. I want to savor this.” He continued to rub for another few moments then moved the throbbing head to the entrance of her dripping pussy. She sucked in a deep breath, closing her eyes, waiting for that blissful moment when he shoved himself inside. It didn’t happen. Instead, he paused at the entrance with just enough inside to tease her. She groaned and then growled in frustration. He simply chuckled again. In response, Ami wrapped her legs around him and shifted forward, trying to force him to slip inside of him. “Patience, love,” he smiled, sliding just the tiniest bit further inside of her. She moaned deeply and he let out a groan. “You’re tighter than I expected,” he said in gruff voice, lust clear in his tone.

  She giggled. “You’re not exactly small,” she teased. “I think I’m in for a bit of stretching.” She licked her lips and added, “I can’t wait.”

  He growled deeply and kissed her again. “You’re making it difficult not to just plunge in and fuck the shit out of you.”

  “Good,” she told him in a husky tone. “That’s what I want.”

  Their eyes met and she knew the time for talking had passed. She bit her lip in anticipation but kept her eyes locked on his as he pushed himself deeper inside of her. She held his gaze until the pleasure became too much, and they slipped closed again. “God, oh my god,” she breathed as his dick stretched her pussy in a way not even her toys had managed. It felt amazing. “You’re so big!”

  He growled and leaned forward to bite her neck. The sensation of both pain and pleasure made her gasp and shift forward, shoving him even further inside of her. They groaned in unison.

  He stopped, breathing hard, when he had settled himself completely inside of her. “Don’t move for a minute,” he begged. The desperation in his voice was enough to keep her still, even though she desperately wanted to thrust her hips upward, wanted to feel that dick hitting her insides hard and fast. She also wanted to keep this feeling for as long as possible, and she was fairly sure he was close to cumming. She had to give him a chance to calm himself so they could both enjoy themselves fully. Finally, his breathing eased, and she knew he was alright to move again. Before she could say anything, he proved it by thrusting in and out of her. He set a slow pace at first, giving her a chance to adjust to his size, which she was grateful for. It was also a great way to build the pleasure. She could feel it gathering deep inside her again, lapping at the edges of her mind. “Harder, please. Faster.”

  This time he obliged, picking up speed. Soon he was slamming in and out of her at a frantic pace. She kept her legs locked firmly around him, using the leverage the position provided to thrust her hips upward in time with his so that their bodies slammed together, increasing the pleasure for them both. She felt her legs getting shaky from the effort and didn’t care. The feeling of him moving in and out of her was amazing, and she could feel an orgasm building quickly. “Harder,” she begged again, even though he was plunging into her fiercely enough to almost hurt. It didn’t matter. She wanted, needed more. He gave it all he had, and it was enough to send her tumbling over the edge. Without thinking about it, she dug her fingers into his back as she screamed his name. Hearing his grunt of pleasure and pain because of it just made it better for her. Her entire body shook with pleasure. She even felt her toes curling, something that hadn’t happened for some time. She felt herself float away on a sea of bliss for a few moments, enjoying every second of the experience.

  When it passed, she realized he was still thrusting in and out of her, but he had slowed to a much more sustainable pace. She gazed up and him and suddenly had the desire to do the work. She wanted to be the one on top, driving him into her as fast or slow as she wanted. And on top would allow him deeper inside her, which she wanted desperately. “Let me bounce,” she said in a husky tone.

  Without a word, he pulled out of her, making her sign with regret, and transferred himself to the chair beside them. The look of greedy excitement on his face was enough to make her smile. She got up, bending provocatively in front of him to lick his cock and suck for a minute or two before reclaiming her spot. She wiggled her butt back and forth as she did, knowing it would draw his gaze. She loved his eyes on her body. She wasn’t at all surprised when he reached out with both hands to grab her tits and squeeze them hard. She, in turn, cupped his balls with her right hand and squeezed gently but hard enough to startle a moan from him. A part of her in that moment wanted to continue to suck on him, teasing him with both her mouth and her hands, until he came in her mouth again. There was something about the way he responded to her touch that was intoxicating. But as much as she wanted that, she wanted to feel him cum inside of her more. It occurred to her that he hadn’t stuck on a condom when he had shoved himself inside of her, and she found she didn’t care. It was reckless and foolish, but she was happy to have no barrier between them. She would deal with the consequences, if there were to be any, later. For now, she just wanted to jump back on his dick and fuck him silly.

  Releasing her hold on him, she mo
ved to the front of him and hovered, waiting. His hands came up, caressing her hips and then her ass. She loved the feel of his fingers squeezing her butt cheeks. When he moved his lips to her right cheek and bit softly, she gave a startled cry. He laughed and pulled her backward onto him. They groaned in unison again. His dick felt so utterly delicious sliding into her, filling her up in a way she had never dreamed of before this day. She felt his hands sliding up her sides to cup her breasts as she began to bounce slowly up and down on his thick, throbbing member.

  She started slow, determined to make it last as long as she could for both of them, but within a few moments, she was bouncing up and down with abandon. He felt so amazing, and to her shock, she could feel the excitement building inside her enough that she was certain she would cum again. Two was a shocker for her, but three would be beyond amazing. In all their years together, John had never managed to make her cum three times in one day, let alone in one sex session. She knew what it meant: she was already addicted to this cock. It made her feel things she had never expected and she needed more, needed every inch of it. She would take all it had to offer her and still beg for more. When he tipped her backward onto his chest, forcing her legs outward around his while still squeezing her breasts and taking control, she let out a startled cry which quickly melted to series of moans. The angle he had forced her into allowed him to go so deep inside of her she thought she might lose her mind with lust. In less than a minute, she felt an explosion deep inside of her as she came again. This one was less intense than the others he had given her that day, but no less pleasurable. This time he didn’t slow his pace and kept slamming in and out of her. It was intense and right on the edge of pain, but it was still pleasurable. She knew he was close to cumming, and it excited her. “Cum for me, baby,” she moaned. “I want to feel you cum.” She heard him groan loudly and knew her words were affecting him. “Fill me up, baby. I want to feel your hot cum spurt inside me.” His thrusts and grunts were becoming erratic. “Come on baby, cum.” It seemed to be enough to finally push him over the edge. She heard him grunt her name loudly over and over again as he emptied himself inside of her.