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Poolside Exhibition Turns Orgasmic
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Mom and dad were hosting one of their infamous theme parties; Tahiti Breeze, mom had dubbed it, because the winds were mild and the weather balmy, just like Tahiti was in late summer. There were seven couples invited along with several single men and women. Their mixers have resulted in a several engagements, and at least one divorce, over the years.
I was a dozen years old, at least half the age of the other guests. My body had not quite developed well enough for me to wear a bikini, so I wore a simple black one-piece suit. We had bought it two summers ago, and this year it was very tight against my body and quite revealing.
Paddling back and forth around the pool on a raft, playfully splashing everyone with my legs hanging on both sides of it face down. The material of the suit was so tight against me, it was as if it was painted on my body, and I was the center of attention, at least with the males, both in and out of the pool. Several times mom had called me over to the side and tugged at the bottom of the suit, which seemed to creep upward and into my butt crack, with my kicking in the water.
The party had been going on for some time, alcohol was flowing liberally from the wet bar, and none of the guests were feeling any pain to say the least. The more they drank, the more the men gawked at me when their wives and dates were not looking, of course.
I stepped out of the pool and went to the bar, asking Daddy if I could have a drink too, like everyone else. He just smiled nodding his head, and fixed me a Shirley Temple. I was ecstatic thinking I was getting to drink alcohol just like the adults. It tasted exactly like his drinks, that I has sneaked sips from many times.
Taking it in my hand, feeling like a woman, I walked thru the middle of the seated guests, found a chair at the edge of their circle, and sat down, sipping my 'drink.' I received disapproving scowls from the women as I passed, but the eyes of the men seemed to follow my every move. Smiling to myself with the tingling in my crotch rising, I sat as if I was still on the raft, legs to the sides of the low-slung chair, buttocks firmly in place and leaning onto the back of the chair.
The suit clove into my pussy, the pink lips of my labia partly exposed and having just gotten out of the water, my nipples were hard dotting the roundness of my small budding breasts. Unconcerned of the predicament, I sipped my 'mocktail' and picked up a magazine from a nearby table, opening it and flipping thru the pages nonchalantly. With the bright sunlight on the magazine, it shadowed my crotch.
Several men seemed to adjust themselves in their seats, either to turn slightly towards me to get a better view, or to hide their growing enthusiasm, glancing at me frequently. Mom had invited Mr. Laslo, one of our neighbors to the party. He was an avid swimmer, and nightly he would take laps in the pool. His sleek frame was muscled and tan, his hair slightly graying at the edges giving him a distinguished look. He did not have to sneak looks at me; I was directly across from him. There was no doubt that he had seen my crotch display, and his eyes wandered at every page turn of my magazine.
I smiled widely, moving my hips and licking my lips whenever he looked at me. My mind was busy thinking of him running his hands on my body, suckling on my tits and licking at my womanhood as I'd seen in a few of Daddy's porno movies.
When it got too hot sitting, I jumped back onto my raft, paddled around the pool cooling off, and then returned to my seat by the adults many times that afternoon. Everyone lined up for grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. We all were grabbing plates and napkins and as if by chance, Mr. L. was right behind me in the line. I backed into him, my backsides brushing against the crotch of his swimsuit. Turning my head, I smiled and apologized for bumping him, to which he smiled back and said "No Problem." He did not move when I dropped my napkin and bent over to pick it up, making sure I pressed my ass to his now slightly bulging crotch. Laughing, I stood up, and went to my seat, watching his tan face flushed deep red.
As the sun waned low on the horizon, the guests started leaving, one after the other. I was in the pool near them, saying my good byes to them as they departed. Mom came over to the edge of the pool and said it was time to get out and go inside. While I had several swimming lessons, I was not an accomplished swimmer, and she was not going to allow me to be alone in the pool after dark, even if the pool lights illuminated most of the pool area.
"But Mom, I don't want to go in yet," I pleaded with her. "Mr. L. hasn't done his evening laps yet, if he stays to watch me, will it be ok?"
Mom turned to see Mr. L. was still standing by the bar talking with dad about how nice it was of them to invite him to share in their Tahiti Breeze party and how he had enjoyed it.
"Mr. L., are you going to swim more this evening?" she inquired, "Frolic does not want to get out of the pool, and I cannot allow her to swim alone because she is not a good swimmer. If you don't mind watching over her for at least a bit while she swims, I would appreciate it very much."
"Well, of course, I'll watch over her. I was a lifeguard for many years in my youth, and obviously, you know I do laps almost every evening when I can to stay in shape. I don't mind one bit." A small smile crept onto his face
"Oh thank you, thank you Mr. L." I excitedly exclaimed. "I'll not be a problem, I promise!"
Seemingly satisfied, Mom and Dad finished clearing up the last remnants of the party and headed inside. I continued floating on my raft as Mr. L. pulled his chair to the side of the pool and sat down to supervise my swimming. I found my breath becoming heavier looking over at him and the tingling between my legs increased.
"Mr. L., are you going to get in the water?" flashing my eyes at him as a hidden invitation to join me. "If you swim your laps, I'll paddle alongside you, in case you need to hold onto my raft so you don't drown," I quipped, knowing full well, he would not drown.
He laughed so hard hearing my words, "Ok, I suppose I might need to hold onto something just in case," he said smiling.
Now, it was quite dark out, the sun well below the horizon, and a faint outline of the moon was rising in the east, giving the pool an eerie look. Some of the pool lights did not work, the deep end's bright light illuminated it well, but along the sides, it was dark, and only two of the lights in the shallow end worked, lighting only the steps out of the pool and the one corner.
He climbed in and started swimming easily. I was lying on the raft, paddling with my arms and kicking my legs, trying to keep up with him as he went back and forth. There was no way I could keep up with him on this raft. I slipped off the raft, and in my c***dish swimming technique, was almost able to keep up with him. I watched his buttocks in the water as I swam, and I know he too watched mine as he passed me. On turning in the deep end, I began paddling towards the shallow.
Having moved out of the lights to a darkened area, I let my head go under the water and started flailing my arms to get his attention. With swift swimming, he grabbed me immediately, almost lifting me out of the water with his strong arms. I clutched at his neck, wrapping my arms and legs around him, sputtering water.
"Oh, you saved me," I whispered, laying my head on his shoulder. I felt his stiffened manhood on my inner thighs as I clung to him. Turning my face to his, I kissed him while lowering my body until I felt his manhood against my crotch. I wiggled my bottom, rubbing his cock with my pussy thru the swimsuit, and felt him stir holding me in place, enjoying the feeling.
"Frolic..." he started to speak, "Um, this is embarrassing. You are so young and you've aroused me."
"Um, good Mr. L., I've tried to for a long time." Wiggling even more, pushing down on his cock, I pulled my swimsuit to the side, letting his cock head slip part way into my pussy. Holding tight, I rocked back and forth, feeling him there in my forbidden garden.
"I'm going to slip your cock into me Mr. L." Still holding his neck, I pushed myself down onto his cock. It easily slipped into my wet vagina. I gasped feeling his hardness.
"We shouldn't be doing this," came his coarse words as he kissed me full on, tongue swirling into my mouth. He now pulled me deeper onto his cock, and I felt him penetrating my hymen. With a wince of pain, I pushed further down on him, not caring, wanting only to feel his length inside me and making me a woman.
He held me for a long time, inside me, barely moving. I was dazed but rocked gently back and forth, feeling him there. I felt a quiver, unlike any I have had before, and had my first earth-shattering orgasm with a man's cock inside me. I was in ecstasy. For what seemed like several minutes, waves rolled over me, as I had orgasm after orgasm impaled on his cock.
Once I became completely still, he slowly pulled himself out. The pool water colored around us with my trickle of virginal blood. He did not come in me, and was still raging hard. I reached down finding his stiff member and started to stroke him, pulling him, clutching his balls as I did. Faster and faster, I stroked until I felt him come. The stream of sticky white sperm floated in the water, and I smiled kissing him deeply.
"Oh Mr. L., I can't thank you enough for this evening. You've made me a woman at last."
I turned to the side of the pool and bounded out, grabbing a towel, drying myself off briskly, and ran into our apartment waving good night to him.
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Mom and dad were hosting one of their infamous theme parties; Tahiti Breeze, mom had dubbed it, because the winds were mild and the weather balmy, just like Tahiti was in late summer. There were seven couples invited along with several single men and women. Their mixers have resulted in a several engagements, and at least one divorce, over the years.
I was a dozen years old, at least half the age of the other guests. My body had not quite developed well enough for me to wear a bikini, so I wore a simple black one-piece suit. We had bought it two summers ago, and this year it was very tight against my body and quite revealing.
Paddling back and forth around the pool on a raft, playfully splashing everyone with my legs hanging on both sides of it face down. The material of the suit was so tight against me, it was as if it was painted on my body, and I was the center of attention, at least with the males, both in and out of the pool. Several times mom had called me over to the side and tugged at the bottom of the suit, which seemed to creep upward and into my butt crack, with my kicking in the water.
The party had been going on for some time, alcohol was flowing liberally from the wet bar, and none of the guests were feeling any pain to say the least. The more they drank, the more the men gawked at me when their wives and dates were not looking, of course.
I stepped out of the pool and went to the bar, asking Daddy if I could have a drink too, like everyone else. He just smiled nodding his head, and fixed me a Shirley Temple. I was ecstatic thinking I was getting to drink alcohol just like the adults. It tasted exactly like his drinks, that I has sneaked sips from many times.
Taking it in my hand, feeling like a woman, I walked thru the middle of the seated guests, found a chair at the edge of their circle, and sat down, sipping my 'drink.' I received disapproving scowls from the women as I passed, but the eyes of the men seemed to follow my every move. Smiling to myself with the tingling in my crotch rising, I sat as if I was still on the raft, legs to the sides of the low-slung chair, buttocks firmly in place and leaning onto the back of the chair.
The suit clove into my pussy, the pink lips of my labia partly exposed and having just gotten out of the water, my nipples were hard dotting the roundness of my small budding breasts. Unconcerned of the predicament, I sipped my 'mocktail' and picked up a magazine from a nearby table, opening it and flipping thru the pages nonchalantly. With the bright sunlight on the magazine, it shadowed my crotch.
Several men seemed to adjust themselves in their seats, either to turn slightly towards me to get a better view, or to hide their growing enthusiasm, glancing at me frequently. Mom had invited Mr. Laslo, one of our neighbors to the party. He was an avid swimmer, and nightly he would take laps in the pool. His sleek frame was muscled and tan, his hair slightly graying at the edges giving him a distinguished look. He did not have to sneak looks at me; I was directly across from him. There was no doubt that he had seen my crotch display, and his eyes wandered at every page turn of my magazine.
I smiled widely, moving my hips and licking my lips whenever he looked at me. My mind was busy thinking of him running his hands on my body, suckling on my tits and licking at my womanhood as I'd seen in a few of Daddy's porno movies.
When it got too hot sitting, I jumped back onto my raft, paddled around the pool cooling off, and then returned to my seat by the adults many times that afternoon. Everyone lined up for grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. We all were grabbing plates and napkins and as if by chance, Mr. L. was right behind me in the line. I backed into him, my backsides brushing against the crotch of his swimsuit. Turning my head, I smiled and apologized for bumping him, to which he smiled back and said "No Problem." He did not move when I dropped my napkin and bent over to pick it up, making sure I pressed my ass to his now slightly bulging crotch. Laughing, I stood up, and went to my seat, watching his tan face flushed deep red.
As the sun waned low on the horizon, the guests started leaving, one after the other. I was in the pool near them, saying my good byes to them as they departed. Mom came over to the edge of the pool and said it was time to get out and go inside. While I had several swimming lessons, I was not an accomplished swimmer, and she was not going to allow me to be alone in the pool after dark, even if the pool lights illuminated most of the pool area.
"But Mom, I don't want to go in yet," I pleaded with her. "Mr. L. hasn't done his evening laps yet, if he stays to watch me, will it be ok?"
Mom turned to see Mr. L. was still standing by the bar talking with dad about how nice it was of them to invite him to share in their Tahiti Breeze party and how he had enjoyed it.
"Mr. L., are you going to swim more this evening?" she inquired, "Frolic does not want to get out of the pool, and I cannot allow her to swim alone because she is not a good swimmer. If you don't mind watching over her for at least a bit while she swims, I would appreciate it very much."
"Well, of course, I'll watch over her. I was a lifeguard for many years in my youth, and obviously, you know I do laps almost every evening when I can to stay in shape. I don't mind one bit." A small smile crept onto his face
"Oh thank you, thank you Mr. L." I excitedly exclaimed. "I'll not be a problem, I promise!"
Seemingly satisfied, Mom and Dad finished clearing up the last remnants of the party and headed inside. I continued floating on my raft as Mr. L. pulled his chair to the side of the pool and sat down to supervise my swimming. I found my breath becoming heavier looking over at him and the tingling between my legs increased.
"Mr. L., are you going to get in the water?" flashing my eyes at him as a hidden invitation to join me. "If you swim your laps, I'll paddle alongside you, in case you need to hold onto my raft so you don't drown," I quipped, knowing full well, he would not drown.
He laughed so hard hearing my words, "Ok, I suppose I might need to hold onto something just in case," he said smiling.
Now, it was quite dark out, the sun well below the horizon, and a faint outline of the moon was rising in the east, giving the pool an eerie look. Some of the pool lights did not work, the deep end's bright light illuminated it well, but along the sides, it was dark, and only two of the lights in the shallow end worked, lighting only the steps out of the pool and the one corner.
He climbed in and started swimming easily. I was lying on the raft, paddling with my arms and kicking my legs, trying to keep up with him as he went back and forth. There was no way I could keep up with him on this raft. I slipped off the raft, and in my c***dish swimming technique, was almost able to keep up with him. I watched his buttocks in the water as I swam, and I know he too watched mine as he passed me. On turning in the deep end, I began paddling towards the shallow.
Having moved out of the lights to a darkened area, I let my head go under the water and started flailing my arms to get his attention. With swift swimming, he grabbed me immediately, almost lifting me out of the water with his strong arms. I clutched at his neck, wrapping my arms and legs around him, sputtering water.
"Oh, you saved me," I whispered, laying my head on his shoulder. I felt his stiffened manhood on my inner thighs as I clung to him. Turning my face to his, I kissed him while lowering my body until I felt his manhood against my crotch. I wiggled my bottom, rubbing his cock with my pussy thru the swimsuit, and felt him stir holding me in place, enjoying the feeling.
"Frolic..." he started to speak, "Um, this is embarrassing. You are so young and you've aroused me."
"Um, good Mr. L., I've tried to for a long time." Wiggling even more, pushing down on his cock, I pulled my swimsuit to the side, letting his cock head slip part way into my pussy. Holding tight, I rocked back and forth, feeling him there in my forbidden garden.
"I'm going to slip your cock into me Mr. L." Still holding his neck, I pushed myself down onto his cock. It easily slipped into my wet vagina. I gasped feeling his hardness.
"We shouldn't be doing this," came his coarse words as he kissed me full on, tongue swirling into my mouth. He now pulled me deeper onto his cock, and I felt him penetrating my hymen. With a wince of pain, I pushed further down on him, not caring, wanting only to feel his length inside me and making me a woman.
He held me for a long time, inside me, barely moving. I was dazed but rocked gently back and forth, feeling him there. I felt a quiver, unlike any I have had before, and had my first earth-shattering orgasm with a man's cock inside me. I was in ecstasy. For what seemed like several minutes, waves rolled over me, as I had orgasm after orgasm impaled on his cock.
Once I became completely still, he slowly pulled himself out. The pool water colored around us with my trickle of virginal blood. He did not come in me, and was still raging hard. I reached down finding his stiff member and started to stroke him, pulling him, clutching his balls as I did. Faster and faster, I stroked until I felt him come. The stream of sticky white sperm floated in the water, and I smiled kissing him deeply.
"Oh Mr. L., I can't thank you enough for this evening. You've made me a woman at last."
I turned to the side of the pool and bounded out, grabbing a towel, drying myself off briskly, and ran into our apartment waving good night to him.
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