Erotic Stories Pool Party Novels & Stories

She poured me an iced tea and we headed out the door. Eric, excited to share his movie choices, pulled them from his jacket. He passed them to the front, between the seats, "Check these out...one is about a hot married couple that end up doing the pool boy, the mail man and a plumber...they do any guy that comes through the front door...and all hot, with big, pornstar dicks." She squeals, "Oooooh...my favorite!" "Mine too...pornstar dicks...!" "The other is about a foursome! Again, a married couple. They set up an orgy by inviting his two college roommates to visit. They have a bisexual reunion, of sorts, and include the wife. It's fucking hot!"

"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."

He’s like a nerd, only this time it’s not hot, just cute. Like a baby brother, kind of cute. The party was a pool party. Seriously, who has a pool party as a welcome home gift? The venue was at Mavis’s, so trust Sonny to take us there. When we got to the party, we walked into the house and then out back to meet everyone by the pool. I had a robe covering my pool outfit for the occasion. Everyone was having fun, playing games, and drinking vodka off the table. It felt like a college frat party, only this time with colleagues who act like you don’t exist. “Do you want anything to drink?” Sonny asked. I smiled, faking it like the true bitch I am.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’ve never been to a business pool party. I thought pool party meant pool party. Like bikinis, drinks...” His eyes stayed on mine, “you thought we were going to discuss distribution, investment terms, and client strategy in bikinis?” “When you say it like that, it sounds stupid.” My voice cracked, “every pool party I’ve ever gone to has been this. I'm sorry...” I noticed his eyes fixed on my tits and I crossed my arms over my chest. “There’s an infinity pool on the roof,” he said, stepping closer until I could smell his cologne over the chlorine. “Later, if you want the pool, I’ll take you. But this is business. Change, come back, and read the room before you enter it next

replied Kingsley. “Umm… pool party!! You all can show your ridiculous eight-pack. What say? But I need hot girls at the party. I am telling you beforehand!” said Fiona. “Hmm… that is a good option! We can do that!” laughed Kingsley. A few seconds later, there were groans and moans out of Ursa’s mouth. “Oh! Someone is waking up!” announced Paul, happily. He walked near Ursa and looked at her face. He softly poked her calf with his shoe and immediately jumped back as if Ursa’s touch burned him.

she giggles naughtily. We reach the destination. The party was being held in some rich assistant director’s condo. I enter the house and find myself in front of a flat-packed with people. The condo was stunning and offered a gorgeous view of LA’s skyline. This party was so legit that all the rich kids of the block were here. People were talking, drinking, smoking, hugging each other. Girls were dressed in itsy bitsy bikinis being carried by shirtless guys and thrown in the adjoining pool. It was a real fun party atmosphere. I grab a mean cocktail and start talking to a few people.

Kim stood up and walked into the house on wobbly legs. I stood up looked around at everyone especially Terri and asked, "Are you ready to go cool off in the pool?" As all of us stood up and stepped out of the hot tub Patty said, "I have to go pee, I'll be right back." We were walking towards the pool but as we were about to pass Beth and Barbie they picked up tempo and were really grinding their clits together, moaning loudly and breathing is gasps. Suddenly both screamed and trembled during their orgasms. Jenna was excitedly praising them as Tony's sisters experienced their first orgasm while tribing.

People are in the pool, playing water games, swimming, fucking and I almost gag as a green-faced teen pukes on his girl after witnessing along with the entire internet, a guy savagely screw her in the pool. Yeah, the party's a blast. “Security is very much alert, still no sign of him,” I say to my earpods. “Copy that,” Mal answers from the east side of the party, the part with the beach and the bonfire. “The house is clear, Capitan!” Ken answers with a slur. “Ken you shouldn't be drinking, it's 00:45 and our target isn't here yet.” “I was nervous, Malleeee so I made some fri- frindddss,” Ken whines.

We walked down a wide, glass-walled corridor that opened up completely to the backyard. ​The cool afternoon air hit my skin, carrying the scent of chlorine, expensive drinks, and the distinct, vibrant energy of a multi-pack celebration. Neon blue and purple lights glowed from inside the massive swimming pool, reflecting off the water and illuminating the dozens of wolves laughing, drinking, and dancing on the deck. ​"Ready to dive in?" Zarek asked with a playful wink, leading me straight into the heart of the pool party. ​"As ready as I'll ever be," I laughed quietly, tightening my grip on his arm.

I glance at Dre, who’s gone completely still, eyes fixed on her notebook like it’s the most interesting thing in the world. I know exactly what she’s thinking about — that evening when we were in the pool together. Her legs around me, the way she straddled my lap in the water...how close we came to kissing. When she finally looks up, our eyes meet across the table, making me feel like shit. I hate it so much. Ruth keeps talking, still completely clueless. “Speaking of pool parties, there’s one this weekend at Diego’s house”, she turns to look at me.