Novel & Cerita Erotic Pool Stories

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

It fell into the pool with a gentle splash. Though I wasn't quite skilled in the knowledge of swimming, I suddenly had the urge to have pool sex right there and then. Holding Roman's face, I plopped into the pool and came face to chest with him, given his pole-like height. His muscled pecs looked so inviting and before I could think too much about it, I licked it. I had no idea if it was the horniness that was thinking for me but all I know is that I almost came from inhaling and licking the masculine musk off his chest.

Darren could always get it up at a moment's notice. He leaned in, kissing the crook of her neck, running his tongue over her flesh as he did, his lips pressed lightly against her flesh. Groaning, she gripped the concrete wall tighter, opening her legs for him, the pool water lapping around them, small waves made by their movements. Chelsea felt his chest pressed against hers, his body rubbing her breasts up and down with his motion. He held the wall with one hand, while with the other, he gripped her ass, lifting her slightly so that he could sink his cock deep inside of her. She groaned louder, her body floating upward as he held her in place, driving into her. Wrapping her legs around his

What do you mean by that" I asked him,he let out a smirk. “I mean on a normal day,in such a pool, it's a very good moment to suck in nipples, fondle them like it's gold. Grab those ass and spanking it hard and making a lady moan your name. Pushing your dick into a hole that's tight and wet,raw without any protections and any measures taken. Slow thrusts, slow kisses.. That's the perfect moment for a good sex in the pool" He let out a sigh. If only he knew how wet I am from those sex talks. If only he knows what his words do to me. If only he knows how much I want his cock inside me.

"I was a virgin until college. I had some girls over for, like, pool parties and stuff. One time, we dared a couple of the girls to go topless, but that's as far as it went." Theresa closed her eyes and let her legs float off the seat, her toes breaking the surface, her bush clearly visible in the pale, blue water. "Pool sex is a little overrated, if you ask me," Theresa said, her eyes still closed. I checked every couple of seconds when I wasn't ogling her. My dick was hard as fuck, and I waved my hands in the water in front of me to obscure it. "I, uh... I wouldn't know," I said. "I wouldn't say it's, like, high on my list or anything."

“You’re so wet already just from thinking about him.” She dipped two fingers lower, sliding them through my dripping folds before pushing them slowly inside me. I gasped as she curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside while her thumb kept rubbing firm circles on my clit. The wet, squelching sounds of her fingers pumping in and out filled the room as she worked me open, adding a third finger when my hips started bucking desperately against her hand.

Do them to me. He slowly backed me toward the edge of the pool. “Have you ever been tied down by three men who touched you and fucked you and worked you over with toys and their mouths until you were on the very edge of orgasm, only to have them stop and then do it over and over again, all night long? Keeping you on the edge but denying you until daylight? Until you were pleading and begging in tears, promising that you’d do anything if they’d let you come?” “Holy fuck,” I eeped out.

"This place... it might be a bit much. If it freaks you out, we can turn right around and leave. No pressure." Jay reached up, his fingers lightly brushing over the edge of my mask. "Open the door, Jake," he murmured softly, his eyes heavy with arousal. My heart hammered against my ribs. I turned the handle and pushed the heavy door open. The red room was dimly lit, drenched in deep crimson light and thick with the scent of leather, sweat, and heavy perfume. Everywhere you looked, bodies were entangled. Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys.

It was pathetically small next to what she'd just taken. Mark nodded desperately. "Yes... God yes." She stroked him slowly. "Good boy. Now cum for me while I tell you how much I loved his big black cock." It took less than a minute. Mark exploded all over her hand, the most intense orgasm of his life, as she whispered filthy details about how full she felt, how she was probably already pregnant with Chinedu's baby. “There is a new rule cuck, the only time you can gave access to my body, is whenever you lick my bull's cum out of my pussy.” Cindy whispered to Mark, her hand still on his leaking dick.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."