She had only moved to this town a month before, so it made sense she hadn't made any friends yet. Still, it grated a little. People here were so strange. She was used to the big city and people being at least superficially friendly. In this small town, most people didn't even greet her or acknowledge her presence. At the same time, everyone else seemed to know each other and get along. It made the loneliness of moving to a new place a lot more intense than she had anticipated.
So she was pleasantly surprised when one of the guys in her class invited her to his pool party. Apparently it was a huge affair for the small town, with over 50 youngsters attending. You'd think it was a blanket invite, but the host actually came up to her personally, greeting her with a warm smile, and expressed his wish she would attend the party at his place after class this afternoon.
Honestly, she was too surprised to refuse, and too bored and lonely to really say "no" to an invitation to the local bingo night, let alone an actual pool party with her classmates. So after class, she rushed home to get her bikini and was too excited to think to pack anything else. She also might have taken a moment to consider what is regular swimwear for that part of the country, because when she arrived at the pool, it turned out she was the only one in a string bikini. All the other girls were wearing full swimsuits, some with long wrap around skirts with floral patterns covering their legs. The boys mostly wore swimming trunks with t-shirts still on, even in the water. All she had was her string bikini, her skinny jeans, and a heavy sweater she had thrown over her top to not get cold on the way back ...
No one greeted her as she entered the host's backyard. The number of people was high enough to give a sense of anonymity, but this being a small town, everyone still knew each other. She was too nervous to eat anything from the snacks table, and the water looked very inviting. Also, she felt so embarrassed by the whole clothing situation, that she figured she should dive into the water as soon as possible so no one could see her swimming attire.
There was a quiet corner of the yard where she stripped down quickly, dropping her skinny jeans, and hoodie in the grass, and kicking off her flip flops. The turquoise of her bikini complemented her slightly tanned skin, and pale blond hair quite well. Normally she would be proud of how she looked, showing off her fit body, with elegant curves. The thong of her bikini disappeared between her soft and supple ass cheeks. The front and back were held together by knots on the sides of her hips, oriental beads clicking together at the end of the ropes that held it together. Her breasts were hanging loose, covered by only two triangles of cloth, that did as well at hiding her firm nipples as they failed to conceal the luscious curves of her breasts. She made sure the knot holding up her bikini top was secured firmly at the top of her neck.
Now there was nothing left to do except make a rush for the pool and hope no one noticed her swimwear. She opted for a fast walk, and plunged into the water, diving all the way to the far end. Propping her arms up on the edge of the pool, she could now watch the goings on of the party without being noticed. Only her head and arms were above water. She hung motionless like that in the water for a few minutes, enjoying the relaxation and accepting her role as the outsider.
Till a warm body pressed up against her back.
She startled and made to turn around but instead she was pushed forward against the edge of the pool, a hand holding her by the back of the neck, keeping her from turning her head.
"Sssssh," a soft, low voice whispered in her ear.
"What are you doing?" She asked, fighting down panic.
"Just having some fun, honey," came the reply. "I saw your beautiful body when you got into the pool. Very inviting."
He chuckled softly.
One hand was still holding her neck in a vice, while his body pinned her to the edge of the pool. Then she felt another hand slide under the top of her bikini bottom and pull the thong out of her ass and to the side. The hand disappeared as she felt the pressure of a knee pushing her legs apart.
"Stop it," she hissed. " I'm going to scream"
"Are you now?" He whispered back.
Then she felt his hard cock stroke upward and bump against her pussy.
"I don't think you are," he whispered sensually into her ear.
She pushed off the edge of the pool, trying to get free, wrenching her head to the side as best she could. However, he used her own momentum against her, aligning his cock just so. She felt the force of her own push impale herself on his massive cock. Her pussy spreading around his rod, her muscles shuddering involuntarily. A loud gasp escaped her mouth, but it was drowned out by the music of the party.
"Oh my, you were already soaking wet, you little slut," the voice whispered in her ear. "And so eager for cock that you pushed it in yourself ... you naughty, naughty girl."
He thrust forward softly, pushing her back into the edge of the pool.
"Get off me, you pervert," she hissed.
"Hmmm?" He hummed, as he thrust slowly into her again. "Why don't you make me, princess? You were going to scream right?" He thrust into her again. "But you don't want to, do you?"
She felt frozen in place. If she yelled out now, everyone would find her being fucked by this stranger. Worse, she was soaking wet, and everyone would know it. There was no way to save face. The only way to get through this was to make sure no one noticed ... But that didn't mean she had to take this abuse.
She viciously elbowed backward into the guy's ribs. The water halted much of the force, but still she heard him groan slightly from the impact. However, he didn't let go of her neck or slip out of her pussy.
