Did I mention it was summer, and very warm that night? We paid our tab and left for Rebecca's place, which was within walking distance from the bar.
Upon arrival, she immediately sets me up with a bikini, as the plan is to sit poolside under the moonlight. She excuses herself and heads to her kitchen to make a light batch of margaritas. There we are – you are donning only your silky boxer shorts and your beautifully tanned body. Our feet are dangling lightly in the pool. I am feeling very anxious at this point, sitting so close to you for the first time, alone. You scoot behind me, straddling me, and start to massage my neck, shoulders, back. I can feel your dick twitch just a little as I moan in agreement with every touch of your fingers on my skin.
Your breath is hot as you begin kissing the back of my neck – a place I'm VERY fond of being kissed...Your hands move down my waist to my hips and slide ever so gently around to my stomach. You haven't stopped kissing my neck and shoulders. Slowly, you slide your hands up to my breasts and playfully pinch my nipples over the bikini bra. I wince, then moan, loving every painful second of it, and knowing this, you pull my breasts out of the bra and begin pinching and pulling my nipples again. They are rock-hard at this point, and speaking of hard! I can feel your dick growing bigger and harder as you press closer to me.
Your hands are eagerly grabbing my tits, massaging, pinching, and just as I lean back to kiss you, Rebecca appears with a tray of cocktails, wearing nothing but a sarong. Her hair is pulled up loosely and she looks absolutely divine. She sets the tray down beside the edge of the pool and hands us a drink. She gets in, the water just below her crotch, and we can see her belly quiver from the coolness from the chill of the water. She takes off her sarong and is now standing naked, in front of us. "Please don't stop what you were doing on my account," she says. So I lean back again to kiss you. Your lips are hot; your breathing, deep. Our tongues don't take but a moment to find each other. You are fondling my breasts and my hands are on your thighs, massaging your legs, calf to thigh, as you straddle me from behind.
We must've been kissing for at least 3 solid minutes before pulling away from each other in a sensual daze. I'm so completely drenched in my panties now, and your hands have found me out! You glide your fingers up and down my pussy, over the bikini, and you say in your best voice yet, "You should feel her, Rebecca! She's SOOooo wet!" Rebecca moves closer, in front of us, puts her hands on my thighs, spreading my legs wide and puts her fingers on my pussy, pushing the bikini in and through my folds, saturating the material.
