It was a hot summer day, and Marianne had decided to take a dip in the pool at her apartment complex. She wore a skimpy lingerie set that left little to the imagination, the delicate lace and straps clinging to her curves as she descended the steps into the cool water. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her like a mermaid’s as she submerged herself up to her neck, her pert nipples puckering in the coolness.
Across the pool, she noticed a handsome stranger watching her from behind his aviator sunglasses. He was lean and toned, with a tattoo of a snake coiling around his bicep. He wore only swim trunks, and Marianne couldn’t help but stare at the dark trail of hair that led from his navel down into the water.
She swam over to him, her body moving gracefully through the water. “Mind if I join you?” she asked, her voice husky and inviting.
He smiled, his teeth white against his tanned skin. “I was hoping you would.”
They spent the afternoon flirting and swimming, their bodies occasionally brushing against each other under the water. Marianne could feel herself getting wet, not just from the water but from the way he looked at her, like he wanted to devour her.
Finally, they retreated to the shallow end of the pool, where Marianne stood with the water only coming up to her waist. She reached down and pulled off her lingerie top, letting it float away on the surface of the water. The stranger’s eyes widened as he took in her bare breasts, her nipples hard and erect.
Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her slick skin. Marianne moaned, her body responding to his touch. She reached down and stroked his cock through his swim trunks, feeling it grow harder under her touch.
He broke the kiss and looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. “Let’s go to my place,” he growled, his voice husky with need.
Marianne nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. They quickly gathered their things and hurried to his apartment, barely making it through the door before they were tearing each other’s clothes off.
He pushed her down onto the bed, his body covering hers like a predator claiming its prey. He kissed her again, his hands cupping her breasts as his thumbs brushed over her nipples. Marianne moaned, her back arching as she pressed herself against him.
He trailed kisses down her neck and chest, his tongue swirling around her nipples before he took one into his mouth and sucked hard. Marianne cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him close.
He moved lower, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire down her stomach. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her lingerie bottoms and pulled them down, exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair.
He groaned at the sight, his cock twitching with need. He spread her legs wide and leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her. Marianne cried out, her hips bucking as his tongue explored her folds.
He licked and sucked, his fingers teasing her entrance before he plunged them inside her. Marianne moaned, her body trembling as she reached for her climax.
But the stranger wasn’t done with her yet. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock, pushing inside her with a single, powerful thrust. Marianne cried out, her nails digging into his back as he filled her completely.
He began to move, his hips thrusting hard and fast as he fucked her. Marianne wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust as they moved together.
Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their moans and gasps filling the room. The stranger’s cock hit Marianne’s g-spot with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Marianne cried out, her orgasm building inside her.
The stranger reached down and stroked her clit, his fingers rubbing in time with his thrusts. Marianne’s body tensed, her back arching as she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.
The stranger groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his own climax. He pulled out at the last moment, his cum splattering across Marianne’s stomach and breasts.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. The stranger leaned in and kissed Marianne, his tongue exploring her mouth as they tasted each other.
“That was incredible,” Marianne murmured, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
The stranger smiled, his eyes soft with affection. “You’re incredible.”
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as the afternoon turned into evening and the sun began to set. They knew they would have to face reality eventually, but for now, they were content to stay in their own little world, wrapped up in each other’s arms.
