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The following is a work of fiction and as such all characters mentioned herein are fictional and any resemblance to any persons living, dead or fictional is coincidental. All characters mentioned herein that participate in sexual activities are adults (18 years of age or older).
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"It's summertime summertime sum sum summertime..."
Damn those lyrics. That song was playing a party over at Sandy and Tom's house and I was chilling in the pool when Sandy backed into me. We were both drunk and she backed right onto my erection. Now I had been admiring all the hot wives in their almost swimsuits so I was hard as a rock. Something Sandy did not fail to notice.
She reached back and freed my cock and pulled her suit bottom aside and slid me inside.
"Wha -," I started to say.
"Shhhh. Let me enjoy this for a moment," she slurred silencing me. "Just act natural and let me know when you are about to cum. I'm not on the pill right now."
As I stood there petrified, she went up on her tiptoes and back down sliding me in and out. I could feel her hand slowly rubbing herself to an orgasm.
"I think I'm --," I hissed and she slid me out and stroked my cock the three times necessary to finish me off. Turning, she kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thanks, it's been nice chatting with you," and walked away.
A week later, I got a call from Sandy that she needed my help with something. I drove over and she met me at the door in a tight white t-shirt and short jean shorts. My cock grew hard automatically.
"It's summertime summertime sum sum summertime..." running through my head.
She invited me in then apologized that she had fixed the problem, but she would like me to stay. We sat on their sofa and drank too much wine. She cuddled up to me and had just pulled my cock out when Tom walked in.