Pool Party Sex Stories Novels & Stories

"There's no story." "Oh, I disagree." She waves the polaroid in my face. The image had developed now—Simone's face half-hidden, but my profile is clear. "Damien Adams, tech philanthropist, fucks a stripper raw in a strip club. He calls himself daddy and begs her to cum." She tilts her head. "Your shareholders would love that." I remained unfazed. "This is illegal, whatever you publish would be taken down." "Who said anything about publishing?" She steps back, tucks the Polaroid into her tiny clutch purse. "You know where to find me."

she mumbled as my body twitched against hers. Finally done I unzipped the bag and we climbed out, standing up, my cum dripping down her front. She smiled and rubbed it into her belly like lotion as we walked together over to the table to pick a box. Several had already been chosen but there were a large number left. We walked back to the bag, put it in our clothes basket and then headed out to the covered pool. “Wow.” I said as I looked over the pool. The lights were on under the water, giving the only illumination there was. From my vantage point I could see several naked bodies, including Angie and Becky, who I had a lot of fun with at the last party.

“We have a presentation at the Brooklyn Convention Center at noon, followed by a Pool party organized by the CEO of Axis textile company… As Isla’s lips moved while talking, Noah couldn't help but stare at the succulent cherry lips, and memories of what took place in the early hours of the morning flooded his mind once again and his eyes twitched. Quickly, he averted his gaze to the incoming waiter. A tall young man with wavy chestnut hair. “Why are we going for a pool party?” Noah asked, as his thoughts had overlayed on Isla’s information.

I stared at the message for a long time before replying. Me: Sore. Jake: Good. You took us like a champ. We’re still talking about how tight you were. Another message came in from Tyler. Tyler: Send us a picture of your used holes. We want to see what we did to you. I hesitated… then I did it. I spread my legs, took a photo of my swollen, cum-leaking pussy and ass, and sent it to the group chat they had clearly made without me. The replies came fast.

There were a lot of things wrong with football, and most of them were offering a lewd commentary on the girls that Heath, Cameron and Rhett had f-ked over the weekend. The last girl had run from the room crying mascara black tears with the shreds of her clothing flapping behind her and only one shoe. They had been at a pool party at Rohan’s and her dramatic exit had been witnessed by half the school, adding a new level of notoriety to the Triquetra’s reputation. Rhett was getting bored of it though, he admitted to himself. The mindless rutting had lost its novelty and had begun to feel shallow and unsatisfying. He didn’t want to f-k an endless stream of nameless human girls. He wanted…

She carried herself like a Beta who knew her value. As we stepped through the front entrance, the sound of pulsing music and splashing water thundered through the open courtyard. The pool party was already in full swing. Dozens of wolves were in the water laughing, flirting, and tossing beach balls across the pool. Others lounged on white daybeds under shaded cabanas or danced barefoot on the smooth stone near the water’s edge, drinks in hand and sunglasses perched high. “You know, you should get in,” Della said, nudging me. “Look at them. Half of these guys are single Betas or Alpha heirs.”

The girls were gathered there having fun, they were all having fun, there were only a few teenagers, who were drinking on the edge of the indoor pool, they saw a drunk girl, they started in the pool, as more drinks arrived, their parties were agreed the day before when their parents traveled to a conference. Their parents had money, they were lawyers, who were in the same company, that left them free, the oldest, 18 years old, among the other six, used the money from her medical school internship, all of this to bribe some employees at the condominium to keep their mouths shut and not show up after they started their lesbian orgy, among them, there were 16 other girls, who were between 15 an

At this rate, we will waste half a bottle of vodka tonight. “Question,” I state. The ladies laugh at my party game. They know I am trying to keep the conversation interesting. “Ever have sex in a public place?” After two martinis and a shot of vodka, this should be interesting. “I had hot sex in the hospital utility closet,” Reagan confesses. “And doctors’ quarters.” “We’ve christened the office at the restaurant and my in-law’s bathroom at a family function,” Martha brags. Kennedy confesses a story of sex in Jackson’s room before a frat house party.

The motion on his dick started again, which surprised him because his wife was not the type to give a blowjob with someone else in the room, especially thier daughter, even though she was under the covers. Trina said, "Daddy, the people are starting to show up for the pool party." He was confused and it showed on his face. "You remember, Susan and I have been planning this party all summer. It is our annual summer pool party for seniors." "Honey, can we talk about this in a few minutes?" He said with trembling voice as the blowjob continued but she was sucking on a slowly receding hard-on as the conversation continued. Even with his obvious annoyance, Trina persisted and began to mention the

She quietly replied. "Good, I'm just getting started" I smiled. I continue rubbing her shoulders working my way down to her back. Working out all stress from her muscles. I picked a specific movie that shows lots of sex scenes in it called Spartacus. About gladiators and Roman women. There was a scene where I thought she'd enjoy in particular. When the scene starts I start rubbing her sides and kiss her neck from behind softly. "Babe, what are you doing?" She asks when my hands began rubbing her stomach down to her legs.