Chapter 8 Best Way To Start The Summer

• For the holidays, like every summer, I took the train to the South of the country, to find Mom and Dad's large villa and their vast swimming pool shaded by lush vegetation. Some people spend their weeks off in Ibiza, but I cherish the peace and quiet that this timeless place can offer me. Especially with the hectic pace of my classes and my student evenings which knock me out during the year, I need to find myself and be centered on myself at least once a year.
• Arriving at the villa, in my mini denim shorts and my tight tank top, with all the impatience of a young girl returning to her native nest, I found a little note that my parents had written down for me, on a sheet torn from a notebook, hanging on the heavy, locked front door: “We’re off to the market, enjoy the swimming pool before dinner!” Kiss. » I was locked outside, great!
• When I arrived at the swimming pool, I realized that I was not alone, a young man was taking care of the chlorine settings and the cleanliness of the water.
• I knew my parents' previous swimming pool specialist, Donnie, a half-senile but friendly little grandpa who was used to managing 40 cubic meters of water, so I was very surprised to find myself face to face with meet the new technician.
• I introduced myself, he did the same: it was Elvis, with tattooed arms all over, who had been taking care of my parents' swimming pool for just a few weeks. “Donnie has retired! » he explained to me, shrugging his shoulders. His cute smile and his arms, cut from long hours of work, immediately warmed me up and I tried to calm down.
• He was there to work, not to endure the assaults of a girl in heat. I gently explained to him that my parents had locked me out and that I was planning to use the pool, but that... I didn't have a swimsuit!
• He answered me, in a big laugh that shook his whole body, that it didn't bother him, that he was used to bare skin and that he wasn't very modest himself.
• I then sat down on a deckchair and took off my top, then my mini shorts. My two milky breasts were finally exposed to the sun, like two sunflowers looking for their annual vitamin D. Very quickly, I felt the pleasant burns of the rays heating my areolas, my hips and my buttocks. I then dipped one foot in the pool, then the other, then, supporting the weight of my body on my forearms, I immersed all my legs up to my hips. As if electrified by the sudden change in temperature, all my senses went wild, my body had been asleep for many months and I felt it finally awakening to the sensations of nature.
• I started a length, noting with great satisfaction that my reflexes were coming back to me naturally, that my movements were regaining a form of fluidity, and that my body was regaining the lightness that intoxicated it when it was carried by the waves. All of a sudden, a sharp, sharp, painful sting hit me in the shoulder, and I screamed. I'm sure the whole village heard my cry of surprise and complaint, but – damn – how much did it hurt. A nasty wasp had clearly taken a dislike to me and had given me a stinging sting!
• Not knowing if I was drowning or having a heart attack, Elvis quickly took off his T-shirt and shorts and dove headfirst into the water to rescue me.
• In less than ten seconds he was at my level, and holding me tightly in his arms, totally naked, asking me if I was okay. I then explained to him, between two tremors, that I had just been bitten by these pesky insects which swarmed around the swimming pool in the middle of summer – but that it was more fear than harm.
• And that's when I felt another beast, bigger, softer, harder, rubbing against my thigh. He was hard like a donkey, even though I almost died!
• It made me laugh, and in a way, it also flattered me a little: I was afraid of not being to his taste, and there, I had clear proof that I did not leave him indifferent. A little stunned by the adrenaline of the pain and the euphoria of the start of the vacation, I let myself be carried away by the moment: I kissed him, passionately, on the lips.
• He also made a big impression on me and I wanted to prove it to him. Our mouths devoured each other, then he lifted me slightly to taste my chest, towards my little nipples stretched to the limit. Voracious, his hungry tongue came to attack my little currants, licking the areolas, the hollow between my two mounds, straying on the edges of my globes. She wandered over every inch of my skin as if exploring new territory. I was under tension, each of my cells begged to collide with him. For my part, I felt like I was on fire and that only his embrace could reduce my body temperature.
• He came out of the water and sat down on the edge, offering me his erect member at mouth level. I swallowed his gigantic and hot cock, to alleviate my ardor.
• I must admit that I had never tackled such a caliber, just his glans completely filled my mouth. I had to force a little to be able to swallow the first five centimeters; even fast food hamburgers are easier to swallow. I polished it with my lips until my jaw ached, like when you're at the dentist.
• I gave it my all! His member seemed to like it, he was getting harder and harder. He finally hoisted me out of the water and picked me up in his arms and took me to the couch. We had so much desire that we didn't feel the cool wind refreshing our bodies. He gently placed me on the armrest, taking the time to observe my body. His tail naturally headed towards my offered pussy, the invitation could not be more explicit.
• Elvis walked towards me and I then felt his cock knocking on my burrow door. Fortunately I had lubricated his cock well with my saliva beforehand so that it would slide.
• He pushed himself into me very gently, preserving my flesh from a too sudden gesture that could have been fatal. My whole being relaxed to welcome him as deeply as possible, I felt my vagina soften, my liquids abound to gently surround him. If this position fully satisfied our vision, it was somewhat acrobatic.
• So I turned around to get into doggy style. My rump offered to his assaults. I think Elvis was used to presenting his big cock and, although its diameter could prove to be a real additional difficulty in penetrating a woman, he managed to impose himself on me with great talent and tact. It felt like an experience. He gave a few thrusts then turned me around, like a pancake, so that I faced him. He tenderly caressed the contours of my face before gripping my ankles firmly, then lifting my pelvis completely to pound me better, again.
• My hands slipped on the fabric because of the humidity, but in Elvis' iron grip, and “plugged” on his enormous cock, I felt perfectly held. Like a big ball on his cup and ball. I also think that he had planned everything: in this position, it was impossible for me to control the cadence of the blows, the angle, or the depth, I let myself do it, like an object that one uses for his have fun. I became a little doll, I was his thing and I asked for more.
• He gave me a few smiles, seeming to say “Are you okay? Not too hard, my cock? » I then fixed my gaze on his, like a lioness, and I opened my mouth wide to let out a few sighs: I had never experienced a better fuck.
• The more he bludgeoned me, the more my pelvis shook with pleasure, in uncontrolled spasms. This swimming pool specialist was definitely a great starting point for my vacation. I decided to surrender completely, tilted my head back and focused on his movements. I visualized his huge cock inside me, hitting my wall, drooling his seminal fluid into my insides, into what was most intimate of me.
• Elvis was now going faster and faster, his pelvis vibrated like a jackhammer, and finally, I felt a timid orgasm awakening. I let it develop, take shape, without rushing it, without forcing it. I can have fleeting orgasms when I put too much pressure on myself, but we were on vacation and I had plenty of time. That's it, I was on the edge.
• I then suddenly let go of everything: my eyes went blank and my brain became foggy. Everything became blurrier and lighter. The colors of the pool now blended with the green of the trees. For a moment, I thought I was in paradise. And it was Gilles who brought me back to Earth.
• Seeing that he had made me cum, he slowed down the pace without taking his cock out of me. He just wrapped his strong arms around me to bring me back to my senses.
• I felt its scent, strong, striking, permeating my skin. And stupidly, I almost felt myself falling in love. It's strange this feeling of knowing everything about a man who was still a stranger a few minutes before. He whispered a few sweet words, a few tender phrases, a few compliments I think, in my ear, then carried me on top of him. His hands roamed over my body as his cock buried itself firmly inside me.
• All my senses were on edge, still alive from the pleasant orgasm that had just shaken me. His huge cock was triggering bursts of dizziness in my brain, I was on drugs, unable to concentrate or have any semblance of lucidity – and this little cloud was named Elvis. At the same time as his penis was splitting my crotch, he took my head by my chin and thrust his tongue into my mouth. He searched my cheeks and my teeth in search of mine which was fleeing this close embrace, as one escapes by simpering, the better to make a man run after you. But the more I escaped him, the closer he brought my head to his, enjoying his hold on me.
• Suddenly, no longer able to hold it, he exclaimed: “I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum… can you take me in your mouth?” " Yes of course ! It had to spread better between my upper lips than between my lower ones. What would my parents have said if their darling daughter had been pregnant by the very young pool attendant?
• Once again on his knees, near his penis, this time he took my head in his hands and authoritatively thrust his cock, which had grown again with excitement, right near my throat. I almost choked, but I held on, letting a few tears fall down my cheeks.
• I could almost see his balls twitching as he dumped all his sauce on my chin and cheeks. It was almost as thick as crème caramel. Maybe the amount of sperm is proportional to the size of the cock?
• At the same time, I heard a car park in the distance. My parents were returning to find their darling daughter for the rest of the stay. Fortunately, Elvis had exorcised the naughty girl in me: all that remained was the adorable angel.