Erotic Stories Pool Party Novels & Stories

She hugged me warmly. “Elena, you always pick the most divine venues. This place is perfect.” Lucas’s eyes met mine over her shoulder dark, hungry, full of secrets. My thighs clenched at the memory of him inside me against the window, his cum still leaking down my leg when I’d left last night. We tasted cakes. Vanilla bean with raspberry, chocolate hazelnut, lemon elderflower. Victoria chatted about the “intimate” ceremony, her hand occasionally brushing Lucas’s arm.

Erin stuck her tongue out at her friend, drawing a laugh. "Hi, Kara," Kimber said. "Hey Kimber," she replied. "I think that's everyone," Kelly said, smiling. "I didn't get a chance to tell any of my gang what type of party this is, Marie, other than a pool party. Care to enlighten everyone?" Marie smiled as everyone turned. "Well, as some of you know, this my first official "No Penetration Pool Party" There was a low rumble of conversation briefly. "That sounds like an odd name for a party," Becky said.

I slipped on a tiny sheer white cover-up that barely reached the bottom of my ass and walked out onto the terrace. The scene that greeted me made my breath catch. Diego, Alex, and Marcus were already by the pool with four more men — all tall, tanned, and ridiculously attractive. They had clearly invited their friends for the “pool party” they mentioned. Bottles of champagne and trays of fruit were spread out on the table. Music played softly from the speakers. Diego spotted me first. His smile turned predatory as he walked over and pulled me against him, kissing me deeply right in front of everyone.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

“I don’t need a visual of you shaking your dick in some poor girl’s face.” He laughs. “You should try it.” “No way would he do it,” Quinton says from the chair, his attention focused on the hockey game. “More like no way would you do it,” I shoot back, giving him a pointed look. “Hey, the ladies like their dark men thick,” he says, rubbing his hand over his not-that-thick belly. “Trust me, I don’t need to dance at bachelorette parties to get the goods.” “You’re both pathetic,” I say. “I would have thought that our days of university were behind"

This was more of an orgy than just a pool party, with a touch of bukkake. Baron, who was over the moon tonight, as he spanked the ass cheek which jiggled right back, of his newest fuck mate - Zelda Waverly had been dropped and Ashley Tyrelle picked - had invited The Big Four Team, his close friends as well as some members of X-HABIT. All made it except one - Alexandra. Alexandra knew better than to attend the pool party. Earlier when Baron had invited her, she had declined on the grounds that she was down with the flu and had even feigned the aforementioned sickness, just so Baron could believe her.

I giggled. Callista remained splayed between my legs as I stood up. I pecked her on the cheek, "I'm not done with you yet." "Why don't we all make this fun and have ourselves a real party?" Roy offered. Eric, Tanya, and I knew this day would come. We all were okay with it knowing where it could take us. We didn't think it would approach so quickly. With a look of consent, the party began. The hot rush from the sh The burning sensation took away the anxiety and fear. Releasing all inhibitions made that much more erotic. Between the lines and shots of whiskey, we all began to feel the energy shift in the room.

The house was mine, quiet except for the hum of the AC. I showered long and hot, fingers tracing the red marks on my ass from their spanks, replaying every thrust, every choke. God, I'd cum so hard, three times, covered in their loads. But it wasn't enough. My crush had exploded into addiction overnight. I wanted more...rougher, dirtier. As I toweled off, my phone buzzed. A group text from Jake and Ryan: 'Hey little slut. Last night was just the appetizer. Meet us at your pool tonight. 11 PM. Wear nothing but that smile. -Your daddies'

" No one ever uses their intelligence while having sex. But next time, close the door! " “ Damn! Would you just drop it? I am not still into him.” “Then prove it.” I froze. “How?” “ Okay. You asked. So...there’s a pool party tonight,” she said casually. “ Do you know what will be there? " " What?." "Hot men who are shirtless and are single as fuck. And do you what won't be there?" " What? " " Devon! " She snapped and I groaned. Just as I took another dress to unfold, she took it away from my hands, dramatically throwing it aside.

Prim and proper. "Your family's on that table, Terrence. And my son is at the pool area." "There's a pool party?" Terrence chuckled. Mr. Benson tapped his shoulders. "This is the party of the oldies and the party for you two is in the pool area." I smiled. I supposed Terrence didn't know there's a pool party. We didn't stay longer with the old people partying. Terrence gently guided me to the pool area. A man, half naked and holding a bottle of wine greeted us. The music was loud and it's almost breaking my eardrums.