Poolside Cumming 1

I was... a pretty bad boy, although I've always had a way to be sweet and fun with girls, so they never seemed to mind :-)  One afternoon, ahh.. back in summer of 96 or so, my folks were away, so I had run of the house, and of course, their beautiful in-ground pool.  The previous years, I've always had a pool-party of sorts, just a bunch of friends over, having some drinks, splashing, acting stupid, you know the drill. Well, this year, nobody was around! My girlfriend at the time was at work - she was a tall, stacked, curvy blonde - I'll get into her at some point, and I think we were fighting anyways. So, I called some "annoying" girl, that I only really knew from the scene- music and such. She was younger than me, probably 18 or 19, little brunette with some tats (not really my type) and kind of hipster-ish, if that existed back in the late 90s.  I knew that she had nice tits- she stripped for me on a couple ocassions at her apartment, while I sat back and was "interested" in her fashion show, LOL! While again, my girlfriend was at work.  However, we never really did anything, except kiss a little, and once I softly stroked and massaged her young, round tits and large nipples as she laid back on her couch, while talking softly to me, about guys not liking her.  Anyways, she agreed to come over, was on her way home actually from her job, but didn't have her suit.  I said, that's fine, it's just going to be you and me... how about just wearing your undies? I'll even do the same, so you don't feel self conscious - after all, we're in the water! It was like 87 degrees that day. Well, she arrived- parked her little Civic or Corolla or whatever, and met me around back, talking a mile a minute, and throwing her bag and all this junk around. I laughed, and tossed her a towel, before I dove in. For a long time, she just sat on the side, on the towel, just yacking about nothing, despite my persuasions to take off the damn work attire (she was a waitress or something) and come in.   At last, she did - stripped down to this very tiny, quite erotic and surprisingly sheer black bra and panties. Christ, she looked AMAZING.  A bit pale, but perfect, late-teen, skinny body, with curves... everywhere, and her big nips for such a small chick, standing tall in that bra. She dove in, nearly hitting me, and for the next hour or so, we just talked and splashed, laughed about whatever, until she finally climbed aboard one of the floats, to tan.  Seeing this opportunity, I told her that I'd oil her up, and we have total privacy. Work that all-over tan, girl! No tan-lines!  Surprisingly, she agreed - but ONLY if I'd take off my boxers, doubling as swim trunks and then join her on another float, so we could talk. Oh, hell yeah.  Watching her strip off the wet bra, and slide those wet panties down her pale, curvy, perfect legs after digging them out of her ass crack was starting to be too much.  Her tits laid flat, sliding into her armpits, yet still nips still stood tall.  I went over to her, rubbed Hawaiian Tropic into her- I can still feel that she need a leg shave, stubble, under my fingers, going up and over them, her hips, her tummy and belly button ring, and then sloppy-wet spending more time than what was needed on her firm tits and nipples. You already know what was next.  I warned her. I climbed aboard my raft, with a HUGE erection, like in my pictures. She said something like "oh my god" and couldn't stop talking a mile a minute. I floated over to her, and told her I needed oiled as well.  Well, she did the best she could, for sitting up on a raft, but when it came to my cock, she wasn't sure what to do. OH, I was more than happy to give her a cock-oiling lesson. For the rest of the day, until it was getting around dinner, we were like that. Just.... FLOATING and masturbating ourselves in the sun, with the oil.  We talked about nothing and everything, laughed a lot, we both came a few times, when our floats would face eachother. It was one of the most memorable moments of my life; just getting sunburned and cumming with the "annoying" chick in the pool, all afternoon.  She loved when I shot a couple of big loads, and before we shut down for the day, encouraged me one last time with her own, body-shaking orgasm.  I did, but was DRAINED by that point! I remember her giggling how "cute" the one little bead of my cum was, on my oily tummy.  We kissed long and hotly after we hosed off, ridiculously, and then got a quick shower - seperately. She had go get home, as I had plans also, so that was about it. One, perfect moment which will live forever.  I saw her a few years later at a community college, on a cold, windy day.  We looked at eachother, unsure if we were the right people, then hugged, talked a minute and went our seperate ways. She still looked great - kinda hipster/arty, still pale, still with a hot little body, that only I knew what it looked like under those clothes, oiled and cumming in a pool under a HOT July sun. 

Thanks, Amy. I'll never forget ya. xox