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Hot To Trot Mary Meets Her Pool Guy free porn video
NOTE: (This fictional story is based on a chat session I had with “HotToTrotMary” and based on her comments and fantasies about having a “pool guy”. This is told from her point of view.)
My honey and I just got married after he came back from Afghanistan for the last time. He only has a couple of weeks left in his current enlistment; then he is all mine. To celebrate our wedding, instead of a fancy wedding, which I didn’t want anyway, he bought us a really nice house on 1 acre of land with the forest on three sides. Besides not having next door or rear neighbors, the best part of the house is that it has a built in pool. We moved in only 3 days ago but I’ve used it almost every day; but I don’t do the pool cleaning. We got a great deal at our closing. The previous owner had someone doing it and had paid for a full year in advance and we got to keep the service as part of our purchase agreement.
During the first weekend we were in our house the previous owners came buy. I’d never met the previous owners so it was nice to finally meet them. The guy’s wife and I sat in the kitchen talking while her husband and mine walked around the house talking about what the guy did to the house before they sold it to us. I thought that was pretty nice of them to do that. Most of the TV shows I see on HGTV the people never meet the old owners. While the guys were going from room to room talking about what the guy had updated his wife and I decided to go out by the pool and sit and have something to drink. The pool area has a nice covered lanai and even has a small kitchen setup so it was nice to just reach into the small fridge and get some sodas. Sitting in a couple of lounge chairs they left behind we chit chatted about all sorts of stuff. I brought up the subject of them paying for the pool service and not demanding a refund from the guy and thanked her very much. She asked me if I met the pool guy yet and I told her I hadn’t. She leaned over to me and in a whisper she told me to make sure I was home when they came on Mondays around noon. I asked her why and she only said, “You’ll see!” She assured it was going to be worth it as I looked at her with a quizzical look but told her I would be sure to remember. After about a half hour of other chit chat the men joined us in the pool area. After a little bit more idle chat they had to leave so we walked them to the door. We watched as they walked to their car to leave and as they pulled away she waved out the car window and pointed to me and said, “Don’t forget … remember what I said about the pool” I smiled back at her and said ‘okay’ and waved back. My husband asked me what that was all about and I told him she was just reminding me what temperature to keep the pool at and where the pool equipment was.” He added he already knew where that stuff was so I told him she knew I didn’t and she just wanted to remind me.
Monday morning my husband had to go report to base at 0700 to start his paper work for his discharge from the service. He was a little torn about leaving. He joined when he was only 17 and here he is at 37 and already becoming a “retiree”. I k** him all the time about it saying how I was always dating an active Marine soldier and now I am married to a “retiree”. He’s only got 3 ½ years on me but its fun to tease him. Of course the best thing about his retiring is his pension. He’ll make enough off his pension that he won’t have to work and nether will I. But I know him and he won’t sit around long before he decides retirement is not for him. In fact he already talked about possibly going to college to study something or maybe even going to the police academy. I like the cop idea. That would be so cool… I’d be married to a former US Marine Gunnery Sergeant that was now a cop! Anyway, I got up just as he was leaving that morning and watched him leave; I must say he didn’t look too enthused. Trying to stay upbeat I decided to straighten up the house a little and do a little rearranging. We had the movers put stuff in places we thought we liked but I wasn’t thrilled with some of the locations. So, after I made our bed and had a little breakfast I got to work and did some minor rearranging in the great room and also in our two guest bedrooms. By noontime I had done all I wanted to do. Besides, some of the furniture was a bit heavy and quite frankly I should have waited for my hubby to come home to move a few of those things. At least that’s what my back was telling me. I decided to have a quick bite to eat then take a dip in the pool to cool off.
Our pool is a big pool, much larger than most. At one end there are two tunnels that go under a huge manmade waterfall at the deep end. Under the waterfall the tunnels meet and there is a shelf you can sit on and look thru the rock formations out to the pool deck. If you are behind the waterfall no one can see you or even know you are there. Since we don’t have any neighbors I decided to brave it and swim without a suit by myself. The couple of days we have been in our new house we both swam several times without suits and besides, who was going to see us? We have no neighbors! But I still got I undressed in the master bedroom and then exited the French doors in our room to go out to the pool. And even though we have no neighbors I still found myself tiptoeing and looking around to see if anyone could see me. Of course there was no one around. Before getting in I checked the pool thermometer and it said 78° which was perfect for me. I dove off the side of the pool into the deep end and the water felt great as it rushed over my warm body and enveloping me. I could feel my nipples get hard but the cool water hitting my back muscles felt great. Grabbing a foam noodle we bought I latched onto it and just lay there soaking up the sunshine and letting my mind just wander. I hadn’t been in the tunnel yet so I decided to check it out. Swimming underwater to get into it was a little creepy but once I got in there I was amazed at how spacious it was. The shelf was so big that three or four people could actually sit there. It must have been 6’ long and about 18” deep and actually has some kind of water proof padding on the seating area. And since it was my first time in there I discovered there were also some pot lights embedded in the roof and several water jets positioned just above the seat area.
I guess I had been in the pool for about an hour and still inside the tunnel when I heard the screen door slam shut. It scared the hell out of me! Not knowing if my husband was home early or if it was someone else I decided to stay put and peak thru the rock openings to see who it was before I came out from the tunnel butt naked. In my delish mind I thought if it was my hubby I’d play a trick on him and make ghoulish noises that would echo thru the tunnel to see if it might spook him. But when I looked out thru the rocks I saw it wasn’t him at all. The guy who came in was carrying a test kit for a pool so I knew who it was now. Even though he couldn’t see me I ducked down and tried to hide myself from his view. I totally forgot that the previous owner told me the pool guy came on Mondays. I guess moving over a few days threw my whole schedule off and I forgot it was Monday. Peeking again through the rocks I saw him kneel down at the edge of pool with the test kit in his hand and his back slightly to me. He was obviously testing the water chemicals. He stood up and walked over to our pool equipment closet and pulled out the long handled pool sweep, the big brush and hose. As he turned I noticed he was just an average looking guy but was quite tan, obviously from working outside all day, and was kind of short, maybe 5’8”. I say shorter because my husband is 6’1”, a whole 15” taller than me. He attached one end of the hose to the long handled sweeper and dropped it into the pool but made sure the handle stayed on top of the pool’s edge. Walking over to the skimmer he opened it and stuck the other end of the long hose into it and the hose began to pulse. He went back over to the pump closet and did something to a big black valve on the pump and all of a sudden I felt the jets behind me on the shelf shooting water out of them. It startled me at first but then it began to feel nice on my lower back. When I lifted my butt up a little so I could get a better look at him through the rocks the water gushed between my butt cheeks and then across my naked pussy and I kind of giggled to myself but quickly covered my mouth to avoid having him hear me. That water gushing felt weird but also quite good. I’d have to remember that! He grabbed another long handle and attached it to the big brush and began brushing the pool going around the pool from one end to the other. Of course he couldn’t do around the tunnel’s waterfall so he just walked behind it and continued onto the other side. I figured this was his typical routine of pool cleaning and just sat and watched him through the opening. And I must admit I did adjust my sitting so the water was slightly hitting my pussy again. That really does feel good!
After he brushed the whole pool he then grabbed the pool sweep handle and began the whole routine again, going all the way around plus the bottom of the pool. Then he put all the equipment away and grabbed a small bucket from the closet and came back out. I couldn’t figure out what that was for. As he approached the pool he took off his shirt and threw it onto one of the lounge chairs. I noticed he was very tan and had a really nice build. I saw him bend down and fill the bucket and then as he stood up he let the water drip out all over his chest while his other hand wiped it all over him. I guess this was his way of cooling off. Suddenly he turned towards the house, looked for a moment then went over to the great room French doors and knocked on them waiting for an answer. I thought, “Oh shit, what do I do now?” Getting no answer to his knock he came back to the pool’s edge and then with one slip of his hands on his waistband he slid his shorts to the pool deck and dove into the pool. First of all I was not only scared of what I was going to do now but I was also somewhat shocked when I saw his penis. My husband is a nice 7” long when he is hard but this guy’s penis was bigger than that, and he was soft. As he came up from under the water he ran his hands over his head brushing his hair back. He then began swimming back and forth doing laps from the deep end to the shallow end. I was now so nervous I didn’t even notice the water tickling my pussy anymore. He swam to one side of the pool and jumped up onto the edge and just sat there looking around. I guess most guys when they are in the pool their things shrivel up from the cold water. But as this guy sat on the edge of the pool I could see the cold water had no effect on him. His penis was still huge looking to me. For what seemed like eternity he just sat there with his arms stretched out behind him leaning on them as he tilted his head towards the sun. I sat back for a moment and began thinking, ‘Gee whiz, here this guy is sunbathing and I am stuck hiding in this freaking tunnel’. Looking back out through the rocks I watched as he then lay back onto the deck and then sat in awe as he began stroking his thing. I thought, ‘What the fuck? This is my house. Why is he doing that shit here’ then I wondered if this was something he did at all houses he worked at when people aren’t home. But then as he continued to stroke himself I saw that huge cock of his getting even bigger. The damn thing was now a good 9” or 10” long and when he did let go once in awhile it would slap up against his belly well above his belly button.
While I wondered who the hell this guy was, his stroking was now getting to me. I could feel the blood rushing threw my face and I also noticed I had subconsciously moved my ass again so the water was rushing strong against my pussy. And now my hand was reaching down to my clit rubbing it at the same rate he was stroking his cock. I don’t think two minutes of clit rubbing took place before I felt an orgasm beginning to build up inside of me. Knowing how loud I can be when I am being fucked by my husband I covered my mouth with one hand while my fingers dove deep into my pussy while my thumb rubbed my clit. Looking back outside I watched and I could see he was stroking even harder now. The head of his cock was bright red from the blood filling it. He then reached his other hand under his hips and I could see him sticking a finger up his own ass. I guess he was massaging his prostate while he jerked off and he only did that for a minute or so when his cock exploded with a huge amount of cum. He squirt over his chest and stomach and it was so thick and white I had no problems seeing it as ten or eleven big squirts came out. Then I felt my own pressure build up and I couldn’t hold it back anymore and my own orgasm hit me. I leaned back against the tunnel and rubbed my pussy hard as I came. Without realizing it I dropped my other hand away from my mouth and let out a deep groan which echoed through the tunnel. After a moment or two to recover, scared as hell he might have hear me I looked back up through the rocks. But I couldn’t see him anymore. I looked around the entire pool area, even at the pool closet but he wasn’t anywhere.
Still looking through the rocks I suddenly felt the water around my legs kind rush. I turned away from the window and there was the pool guy emerging from swimming into the tunnel about 2’ from me. I screamed out and he told me not to worry … he wasn’t going to tell anyone. I thought, “Oh God, good …” But then it hit me; why should I worry, he was jerking off in my pool!” and I told him that. He apologized for doing that and told me he wouldn’t have done that if he knew someone was home. He said he thought the house was empty and the old owners had left already. I told him they did move out and that we moved in a couple of days ago. Then I asked him if he thought the house was empty then why did he jerk off when he had looked through the windows and saw furniture in there. He said he didn’t realize it was different furniture and just thought they weren’t home. Okay I may be a bit naïve and I bought that. Telling him I was sorry for screaming at him we kind of mellowed our voices. Why I don’t know but I stood there butt naked talking to this guy for about 5 minutes and trying to calm down at the same time. Feeling I had simmered down enough he came closer to me and offered a friendly hug. I am usually the hugging type anyway so like a dummy I agreed. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around me and told me how sorry he was that we started off on the wrong foot. I told him it was okay but as he was saying this I could feel that 10” cock pressing up against my pussy. And it wasn’t hanging straight down; it was sticking straight out poking me right between my legs and my pussy. But instead of backing away from it I realized I had opened my legs. The tip of his cock was now right against the opening to my pussy. Still holding me but not hugging and looking me right in the eye he asked me if I was okay and I said yes. Then I felt his cock push harder against me. Looking back up at him I kind of held my breath and looked at him with wide eyes. I don’t know why but I opened my legs even further and stood on my tip toes. Feeling my movement he gently pushed again and the head of his cock slid into my already wet pussy. Looking up at him again he had this beautiful smile on his face as he bent down and kissed me gently. Once again wrapping his arms around me we embraced tightly as we kissed; instinctively my mouth opened and our tongues met. Now holding me tighter I felt what seemed like the entire 10” of his cock slip deep inside me. Not only was his cock long but it was so thick I felt like a virgin again. We settled back against the shelf where he managed to sit me on it while he plunged deeper and deeper with each thrust. My legs wrapped around his waist and I felt like I was trying to take even more of his cock then my pussy would allow. As he paused his plunging in and out of me he lifted me up and had me lay on the seat. The water barely covered the seat so I didn’t have to worry about being able to breathe. If anything the size of his cock was causing me breathing problems. My God he was huge!
Laying on the seat now he got up between my legs and re-entered me. It felt like it was the first time again. I moaned as he entered me and the sound echoed through the tunnel. After a lot of mutual pumping I felt like I was going to have an orgasm any second when he pulled out and asked me to turn over. Sliding up a little so I could lay my head on the padded arm rest I raised my hips to accept him once again. With my ass out of the water and my hips high in the air his cock slid in and out of me making slurping sounds. I swear if he went any deeper it was going to come out my throat. After doing it doggy style for a while I thought he was gonna to try another position but instead he asked me to just stay like I was. Adjusting his position I felt his cock press up against the opening to my ass. I had never done Greek with any other man before so I was a bit nervous and tightened up. Rubbing my back and assuring me he would take it easy I relaxed enough and felt the tip of his cock slide into my ass. It felt like I had his entire cock in my ass but it was only the head. As he lightly pushed a little more cock into me he gently massaged my ass and back again with one hand while the other reached under me where it met my own hand playing with my pussy. Pushing my hand aside his fingers played with my clit a little then dove deep inside me. This was fantastic! As his pushing picked up speed his cock went deeper and deeper inside my ass. A few times I think he pushed so deep he was beginning to go up into my colon. But surprisingly it didn’t hurt as much anymore and I could feel my own orgasm approaching again. When I told him I was going to cum he told me to hang on then pulled his cock out of my ass and slammed it deep into my pussy. Pushing harder than ever before he groaned out loud as his cock began to unload what felt like a quart of juice inside me. I buried my face into the arm rest and let out my own emotions as we came together. Our moaning echoed loudly in the tunnel.
As he slowed down his pumping I waited for his cock to pull out of my pussy. When he finally pulled out of me I heard a loud ‘gush’ suction sound and could feel the cool water filling up my wide open pussy. We lay there for a second before he stood up and reached up high near the ceiling. A small compartment door opened up and he reached in and pulled out a towel. Swishing it around in the water he cleaned up the cum that had dripped from his cock and was floating around just beneath the seat. He asked me if I was okay with what had just happened and I k**ded and told him I was very happy with the pool service today. He then confided in me that the previous owner used his service regularly and he knew we were now prepaid for the balance of the year so he would be glad to “service the pool” anytime I felt it needed it. I thought that was a great idea and made sure he was scheduled to be back each week. Well, at least till my hubby was finally home for good. Then we might only need him for full pool service once a month… well, maybe more than that… once in awhile, who knows? Shit, I still can’t get the size of his cock out of my mind.
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