The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the pool area. I stood at the edge, my boobs fully exposed, the cool evening breeze sending tingles across my bare skin. My panties were deep in my pussy, scratching me deliciously, their fabric snug against my swollen lips.
The water rippled gently, the sound a soothing backdrop as I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations coursing through me. The thought of you coming to join me at the pool filled my mind, a potent mix of excitement and arousal.
My hand slid down my body, brushing lightly over my breasts, my nipples hardening at my own touch. The anticipation was intoxicating, the fantasy of you so vivid that I could almost feel your presence.
I eased my fingers into my panties, the pressure against my pussy intensifying. The fabric tugged and teased as I began to masturbate, my fingers circling my clit with expert precision. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through me, my body trembling with need.
“Oh, I need you,” I whispered to the empty poolside, the ache between my legs growing stronger.
In my mind, you appeared, your gaze dark with desire as you watched me pleasure myself. The thought of your eyes on me, your cock hardening at the sight, made my fingers move faster. The panties dug deeper, the delicious friction driving me wild.
I imagined you stepping closer, the anticipation in your eyes making my heart race. You would drop to your knees before me, your fingers replacing mine, teasing my clit with the skill that always drove me to the edge. The thought of your touch sent shivers down my spine, each one making me wetter.
Panting and flushed, I pushed my panties even deeper, the fabric scratching me in a way that was almost unbearable. The pressure against my swollen pussy was perfect, each movement heightening the pleasure.
“I love this,” I gasped, the fantasy of you holding me captive.
In my mind, you stood, your hard cock throbbing with need. I could see your desire, your raw, unrestrained lust for me. You stepped closer, your member just inches from my lips. The thought of sucking your cock, feeling it throb in my mouth, consumed me.
My tongue darted out, wetting my lips as though preparing for the real thing. I could almost taste you, the salty tang of your precum driving me to the edge. The fantasy of taking your cock into my mouth, feeling it stretch my lips, sent a fresh wave of pleasure through me.
“Fuck, you’re so hard,” I whispered, imagining your response.
My pace quickened, my fingers slipping in and out of my pussy, pushing my panties deeper. The dual sensation drove me wild, each touch sending electricity through my body. I could almost hear your moans, feel your hands in my hair as you guided me.
In my fantasy, the moment you thrust into my mouth, the sensation overwhelmed me. Every inch of you stretched me, filling my mouth, making me moan around your length. The blend of pleasure and pressure was exquisite, your taste intoxicating.
“You like that, don’t you?” I imagined you saying, your voice thick with desire.
“Yes,” I whimpered, my voice trembling with need. “I need more.”
Lost in the fantasy, I pushed myself closer to the edge, my body taut with anticipation. The thought of you cumming, filling my mouth, was too much. The pleasure built, the coil tightening in my belly until it snapped, exploding in a mind-shattering orgasm.
My cry echoed across the pool, my body shaking with the force of my release. I collapsed against the cool tiles, panting, my fingers still trembling from the intensity. The fantasy lingered, your imaginary touch leaving me breathless and sated.
As the afterglow washed over me, I knew that the next time you joined me at the pool, reality would outshine any fantasy. The poolside, our sanctuary, was the perfect place for our passions to ignite.
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