Burn Erotica

by Jade Stone

  For years they used to get the pool cleaned by an older guy, who eventually retired, so they had to find someone new to take over. Eduardo was twenty-five, from Portugal, and came here to study. He studied hard and cleaned pools in his spare time for cash under the table. Each month he would come and test the water in the pool, clean out all the leaves and change the chemicals. After the collapse of my marriage, which only lasted two years before I found out my husband had been cheating on me, I’d come to my parents’ house for some time to enjoy the sun and not think.

  One morning I was home alone and I was sunning myself in a red bikini on one of the loungers, and had fallen asleep with my sunglasses on. I must’ve heard some movement that had stirred me awake. When I opened my eyes, I was confronted with the back of a dark haired man wearing nothing but tight blue bathers. He had ripped muscles down his back and the cutest, tightest butt I had ever seen. The muscles in his dark tanned arms flexed as he swung the net around the pool, fishing out the leaves.

  I blinked a few times, was what I was looking at for real? I cleared my throat.

  The man turned around. He was even better from the front. He had olive skin and sparkling green eyes, a square jaw and strong nose. His hair had been slightly bleached by the sun, and had some lighter streaks through it. His swimming bathers were so tight the outline of his package was very pronounced, and very impressive.

  “Hello,” he said, in a thick accent.

  “Hello....” I replied.

  He put down the net and came toward me with his hand extended.

  “I am Eduardo,” he said, taking my hand.

  I realised too late that my hand was sweating.

  “Catherine,” I choked out, discreetly wiping my hand on the towel when I got it back.

  “You have lovely home here,” he said in his broken English.

  “Thanks,” I replied. “It’s actually my parents’ house.”

  We talked for a little bit, he asked me questions about what I did for a living, and what sort of things I would recommend he does while he was living here. Skinny dip with me in the pool, I felt like saying.

  “Would you mind,” he asked. “If I have swim in this pool before I leave here? It so hot today.”

  “Sure,” I replied. “As long as you don’t mind me joining you.”

  “But not at all!” he said. “It your pool!”

  “Would you like a drink?” I asked him.

  “If you have one, too,” he replied.

  “Indeed I am,” I said, going into the house.

  When I got inside I realised I was extremely warm inside my bikini bottoms, and it wasn’t from the sun. As I made two pina coladas, I watched Eduardo through the kitchen window as he finished cleaning the pool. Then he dived in. He did some back stroke back and forth, which he was still doing when I came out with the drinks. I put the drinks on the side of the pool, and sat down with my legs in the water.

  “Obrigado,” he said, taking his glass. He gave me a wink. “It mean thank you, in Portuguese.”

  I could feel my bikini bottoms getting moist, and it wasn’t from the water in the pool either.

  “You coming in?” he asked.

  “I saw you doing the back stroke,” I said. “I’ve never been able to do that properly, I always get water in my mouth and nose, do you think you could show me?”

  This was true; I always ended up getting water in my mouth and nose.

  “Sure, sure,” he said. “Come in.”

  He waded to the middle of the pool. I got in the water. The pool wasn’t heated, so it was quite cold, but all my pink parts were raging hot. My nipples hardened under the red bikini top as the cold water touched them, and I could tell he noticed. He extended his arm over the water.

  “I keep my hand under your back for first few times, then you try by yourself.”

  I lay back onto his hand, his touch caused a chemical reaction between my legs, I completely lost my balance and fell under water. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up, coughing and spluttering. I was so embarrassed.

  “Ugh,” I said. “Sorry.”

  Eduardo laughed. “We try again, eh?”

  The second time was more successful, though my heart fluttered when my elbow brushed his tight abs. He led me back and forth along the pool, and no water went up my nose.

  “You want to try by yourself?” he asked.

  We’d barely touched the pina coladas.

  “I need a drink first,” I replied.

  We waded back to the drinks at the side of the pool. I leaned my elbows on the edge, my legs outstretched in the water. Eduardo did the same.

  “You have boyfriend?”

  European men are always so direct.

  “I had a husband,” I replied.

  “What happen?”

  “He was having more sex than me.”

  Eduardo seemed to be trying to process what I’d just said.

  “He was seeing other women,” I put more simply.

  “Oh, I see,” he said.

  He looked me deep in the eyes. “He very stupid man.”

  The heat between my legs got hotter than ever.

  “You got a girlfriend?” I asked him.

  “No anymore,” he said. “In Portugal, she was. But when I come here, she say it over. I look now for a nice lady from this country.”

  Again he looked me in the eyes as he said it. I had to make it clear I was not looking for a relationship, not for a long time.

  “I’m still legally married,” I said. “I don’t want a boyfriend until I’m divorced.”

  I held the pina colada glass tightly in my hand, Eduardo watched as my hand started to slowly slide up and down the glass. He looked back at me, the corner of his mouth creasing into a naughty smirk.

  “Ah, I see....” he replied huskily.

  He held my gaze for a few seconds, which sent a rage of passion through every inch of my being. I wanted to reach out and grab hold of him, but I stayed still, looking straight back into his eyes. He smiled again, then slowly leaned toward me. His lips met mine, and for a moment I went completely limp, except for the pounding between my legs. His tongue met mine in my mouth, setting me on fire. My hand left my drink, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, his arms clasping me around my back, his hands lowering down to my ass under the water.

  Then we both heard a car pull up, it was my parents. Eduardo snapped out of our bubble of desire and pulled his lips off mine. He leapt out of the pool. Trust my parents to interrupt this, I felt like I was sixteen again. Some things never change. He put a towel around his waist.

  “When are you coming here again?” I asked him, panting.

  “Uh, next month,” he replied.

  “I think our pool needs a clean again before then,” I replied, eyeing him.

  I remembered my parents were going away on Saturday night, three days away.

  “I’m gonna be swimming in here a lot,” I said slowly. “I think it’s going to be very dirty again by Saturday.”

  Eduardo eyed me sexily, the chemistry between us now so hot not even the pool water could cool it down. He gestured toward the house.

  “They home?” he asked.

  “Not after nine in the evening...”

  “See you Saturday,” he said, winking.

  I spent the next three days practicing my back stroke, until I finally got it right. I couldn’t wait to show Eduardo.

  I saw him arrive on Saturday night through my bedroom window. He started unloading the pool cleaning gear. Somehow I didn’t think he’d be needing that. I quickly grabbed my towel and went down to the pool. I turned on the pool and patio lights, including the lights under the water and the neon sign on the wall. The neon sign always looked romantic at night, with the green palm trees and blue lettering spelling out Pool Bar, even though there is actually no bar in the pool. I lay back on one of the loungers, and closed my eyes. I could hear his footsteps coming toward me. When I knew he could see me, I raised my hand, and slid it down
between my legs. I could feel his presence much closer, and felt his eyes boring into me as I caressed myself.

  The light over my eyes darkened, he was standing over me, but I kept my eyes closed, my wetness now seeping through my bikini bottoms. I finally opened my eyes, and saw Eduardo’s blue bathers above me. He was running his hand over the front, caressing his huge hard-on that protruded through the tight lycra. He reached down and took my hand, lifting it away from between my legs. He led my hand to his groin. I let out a gasp as I felt his cock’s hardness, and its girth. It got larger under my hand, straining to be let out. I decided to release him.

  XXXI sat up properly. He looked at me longingly as I hooked my fingers through the top of his bathers and pulled him toward me, then I tugged them down. His huge cock sprung out in front of my face. He let out a moan as I took it in my hand and stroked his shaft up and down. Then I led it toward my mouth. I took him in slowly, licking around his head, before I took him all in. He ran his hands through my hair.

  “Catherine...” he gasped, as I sucked him harder.

  I know how to give good head, and can make a man come pretty fast. He gripped my head as his balls tightened, and I could feel his orgasm hitting as his balls lurched upward and his load was coming up his shaft. I pulled my mouth off his cock and raised my chest, and his cock exploded onto my chest. I sat back on the lounger and smiled at him as his warm cum shone in the patio lights over my cleavage, it started to run down between my breasts. I ran a finger over my breast, then slipped it into my mouth.

  “You taste amazing...” I whispered.

  He pushed his bathers down his legs and stepped out of them, now naked before me. He then took my hands, hoisting me up. Once I was at my feet he reached around and undid the clasp on my bikini top. It slid off my arms and landed on the concrete. Eduardo took my breasts in his hands, which were still covered in his cum.

  “Come to the pool,” he said quietly, thumbing my nipples. “You a very dirty girl who needs a clean.”

  I was expecting to walk, but he picked me up in his arms. He walked down the stairs that led into the pool, and released me once he was waist deep. I waded to the middle, then turned around and faced him. He watched me as I splashed the water over my chest, caressing my breasts with the water until all his cum was washed away. Then I stood still, the water dripping off my tits. He came toward me and took me around the waist, putting a hand under my chin, and kissed me deeply. I could feel his cock getting harder again, it swelled against me and pressed toward my now sweltering hot cunt through my bikini bottom.

  Still kissing me, Eduardo moved his hands down toward my ass. He slipped one hand under my bikini bottoms and clutched my ass; his other hand moved to the front and also slipped inside, cupping my cunt. My clit throbbed against his middle finger.

  I moaned as his finger worked my clit, making it engorge more and more. When he could tell I was on the brink of coming, he slid it further down and slipped it inside me, then slipped in a second finger. I moaned harder as he finger fucked me, I had his cock in my own hand, which was now harder than ever. His other hand was cupping my ass, and I felt his fingers sliding into my crack. His index finger met my asshole.

  I gasped as he fingered around my asshole, running his finger over the opening in little circles. I had never really been touched there. My ex-husband had tried it, but he was always so rough I used to push his hands away. But this felt amazing. I felt my head fall back as Eduardo’s fingers worked my front and back, waves of pleasure syncing with the water lapping at my waist. I was starting to tremble.

  Eduardo removed his hands from inside my bikini bottoms and started peeling them down. I stepped out of them under the water, and they floated up to the surface. He had his back against the wall, and he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me toward his cock. I straddled him in the water, then gently lowered myself onto his rod. I gasped as it slid up into me. His cock felt amazing; it filled me completely.

  Once he was tightly inside me, he held me firmly around the waist and began to thrust into me. His cock hit my g-spot immediately, his thrusts so hard they literally knocked me back in the water. But he had obviously done this before because he knew to hold me tight, thrusting into me so hard I met his every thrust with a shriek.

  I couldn’t believe how good this felt, being bucked and fucked at the same time, it was completely different to doing it in bed, and I was loving every moment of it. My g-spot was starting to reach its peak, and my pussy began to quiver around his cock. Soon it began spasming, and my whole body convulsed in the water as the orgasm washed over me.

  He came soon after, gripping me tightly as he filled me up. He pulled me into his arms, and held me for a few minutes as I lay my head on his shoulder.

  “Oh my God,” I said, still breathless. “That was incredible.”

  “You have a pool and you never been fucked in the pool?” he asked.

  “Yes, but not like that!”

  That was the truth. When I was sixteen, my first boyfriend and I had had sex in here once, but it was not enjoyable at all. I had never bothered to try it again.

  “You obviously have!” I said.

  “My favourite place,” he said, grinning. He lowered his hands to my ass. “Have you ever been fucked here?” he whispered, giving my butt cheek a squeeze.

  “No,” I said quietly.

  “You want to try?”

  I did. But I was embarrassed to say so. I had always worried it would hurt, but something told me it would be okay with Eduardo.

  Eduardo took my hand. “Come here,” he said gently.

  He led me to the side of the pool, got behind me and hoisted me up over the edge, my ass sticking up in the air. He was going to fuck me in the ass; I clasped my hands together and closed my eyes. I felt his hands part my cheeks, and I braced myself for the hugeness of his cock. Instead I felt the most amazing sensation I’d ever had, as his tongue sank into my asshole. I let out surprised cry, I wasn’t expecting him to do that.

  He held my ass down firmly with his hands holding my cheeks apart as he rimmed his tongue all over the soft pink puckered skin of my asshole. I clasped my hands harder together as he pushed his tongue further in, then out again, fucking my asshole with his tongue, then releasing it and swirling it all over the rim again before driving it back in.

  Gasps and moans escaped my mouth as I began to writhe around on the concrete. Then I gasped even louder as I felt my asshole start to quiver. My ass was going to have an orgasm; I’d had no idea it could even do that.

  He kept driving his tongue further in and out, again and again. I started shaking all over, and still he held me down, my whole body impaled on his tongue in my ass. Then it hit me, a full body orgasm that caused me to convulse all over and my asshole to start convulsing all around his tongue. He held me still and kissed my asshole as the orgasm kept washing over me. It finally finished, and I lay panting on the concrete.

  I finally turned over and looked at him.

  “You like?” he asked.

  I actually didn’t know what to say, but I quickly realised I was sitting on the edge of the pool with my legs apart; my exposed, hairless pussy facing Eduardo, and he was eyeing it. He came closer to me, and pushed my knees apart. I was still exhausted from the orgasm he’d just given me in the ass, but as his face got closer to my cunt I felt the heat surge there, and I was ready to go again.

  I lay back on the concrete as his mouth met my pussy lips. My pussy was so slippery from the orgasm I’d just had it enhanced the sensations to a new level. I moaned as he tongued my pussy, sloshing it around the soaking wet flesh and swirling around the folds, flicking all over my clit. He slipped two fingers inside me, fish hooking me, catching my g-spot. My clit puffed up inside his mouth as he sucked on it, gently pushing his tongue down against it, his fingers working my g-spot. I came fast, wrapping my legs around his head as I shuddered into his face. He reached up and stroked my breasts.

  My legs loosened around his sh
oulders. He straightened up in the pool, and ran his hands up and down my thighs.

  “You had enough?” he asked. “Or you want some more?”

  Yes, there was one thing we hadn’t done yet.

  “I want you to fuck me in my ass,” I told him.

  He grinned. “Okay,” he replied. “You got KY?”

  I did, it was under the lounger I had been lying on when he arrived, though I didn’t quite have this in mind when I put it there. I stood up and smiled at him, beckoning him to follow me.

  I grabbed the lube and tossed it toward him; he caught it in one hand. One of the towels was lying on the ground; I got down on it on my hands and knees. After what he’d done to my ass with his tongue, I wanted to see what he could do with his cock.

  Eduardo kneeled behind me. I could hear him open the lube and rub himself down. I lowered my head to the ground between my elbows, so my ass was as high as it could be. Then I felt the cold lube drop onto my asshole. My breath quickened as he rubbed the lube around my asshole with his fingers. He gently slipped one inside, slipping it in and out, then two fingers, then three, squirting more lube and rubbing it inside me.

  Once he decided my ass was open enough, he took me by the waist with both hands. Once again I braced myself for his cock. I felt his head at the entrance, nudging to get inside. His cock gave a soft shove, and it edged in a little. I squeezed my eyes shut as my asshole strained against the wideness of his cock. I felt him reach around and his hand met my pussy, his finger finding my clit. He rubbed my clit in little circular motions, and slowly my ass began to open up. He edged his cock further and further in. When he was finally past my sphincter muscles, his fingers left my clit, and his cock slid all the way up inside my ass.

  I gasped as I felt the length and girth of it deep inside me; it felt massive. He then grabbed me by both ass cheeks, holding them firmly apart and me firmly in place as he slid his cock back out. He slid it almost all the way out, then slammed it back in again, repeating the motions. I started letting out soft cries with each thrust; this felt amazing.