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Rod laid down on the patio lounge to rest a moment. His 49-year-old body was already tired and it was still only early afternoon. The day was excessively hot and he was wearing just a pair of tattered faded red shorts that must have been fifteen years old, but faithfully comfortable. As the sweat slowly beaded upon his forehead he could feel his eyes close sleepily. Maybe for just a moment, he thought.
Then he heard the clank of the latch on his good neighbor gate open in his side yard fence. He watched as his neighbor’s 17-year-old daughter Amanda came through carrying a large yellow and green striped towel. She was wearing a skimpy two-piece white swimsuit that barely covered... well... nothing really.
His neighbors often came over to swim in his pool and Rod thought nothing of it, until now. Amanda dropped her towel near a poolside chair and stepped lightly to the edge. She looked across the pool and caught Rod staring at her. He could swear she stood there extra long before she dove in with hardly a splash. Rod watched her sleek tanned body glide full length underwater and surface just to the left of where he was laying.
As she shook the water from her hair he remembered that she was home on summer vacation from high school. Then Amanda hoisted herself out of the pool by pressing down on her arms and raising her body straight out of the water.
As she did so, the already skimpy top broke free and slid to her waist, and tumbled into the water below. Her beautifully shaped breasts were stunning to look at. Darkened tan lines bordered each full pale white globe while the smaller dark circle of her nipples were swollen and erect.
Rod could see her look down at her exposed breasts. First the left, then the right. Appearing to inspect each for proper presentation. Then she looked slowly up to him as she pulled herself completely out of the pool. He couldn't stop the instinctive firming of his awakened cock. It could be clearly seen as it grew beneath the thin fabric of his shorts. He didn't even have a magazine nearby to use as a shield.
Amanda strolled casually over to his lounge and stood at his left side looking down. She made no attempt to cover her breasts so Rod thought, "What the hell" he wasn't going to hide either. Without a word spoken both knew their desires were teetering on the edge and could either become an awkward moment or explode into a cascade of pleasure and passion.
As if in slow motion, Amanda stepped across Rod with her left leg and stood straddled over him. She pulled at the cloth ties on each side of her swimsuit bottom and let it fall away. Her naked golden brown body was highlighted by the pale tender skin usually unseen by the sun. Rod lifted his hips and deftly removed his favorite shorts. His cock stood proud and erect.
Amanda stepped forward and leaned into Rod as his face felt the warm tender skin of her thighs. His mouth opened against her wet and waiting pussy. She was already dripping as his tongue teased and probed into her soft pale folds.
His hands on her hips, he pulled her close, letting his tongue explore inside. Her quivering body struggled to remain still enough to finish cumming in his mouth. Her nipples hardened as she watched him suck and swallow her warm nectar. She was pleased to see not a drop was wasted.
Amanda slid back, still straddling him facing forward. Rod pulled her down onto his throbbing cock, sliding in smoothly, penetrating her fully as she lowered her full weight down onto him.
They kissed long and deep. Their tongues danced with each other in rhythm with their moans. Her hips grinding against his own driving him in deeper with each thrust. His mouth searching and finding her swollen nipples. Sucking. Licking. Biting as he fucked her in perfect unison with her arching hips.
Inspired by her age, her beauty, her sexuality, Rod pumped in and out of her with full confidence and authority. His cock was master of all he sought and he could see her losing consciousness from the pleasure he was giving her.
Each time she faded he would drive his cock deeper inside her and she would arise from sheer passion. This was his finest moment and he could feel her body quivering against his in orgasm after orgasm. His own was about to erupt and the shaking of their bodies became greater and greater. She screamed his name over and over as each eruption filled her.
Rod awoke sharply as his young daughter was shaking him yelling, "Dad!! Dad!!" His body was soaking wet with sweat. His breathing was ragged and harsh. He turned to look at his daughter. "Mom says hurry up and finish she wants to leave."
Rod took a drink of his iced tea and lay back against the lounge. His eyes looked over at the lawn mower sitting where his pool should have been.
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