I know how you perverts love a good sex story.  Vorascious readers aren’t you?  Here’s a swimming pool sex story…

When I was in college, my girlfriend’s home was a couple of hours from campus.  I didn’t particularly like visiting with her parents, but they did have nice crib, a well-stocked beer fridge, and an awesome swimming pool in the back yard.

Her parents were not particularly hip, so even though we had been dating a few months and practically lived together on campus, they always insisted we sleep in seperate bedrooms when we came to visit for the weekend.  Partly because this deprived me of my regular weekend lays, and partly because it was so forbidden, I generally walked around the whole weekend a total hornball desperate to get some action.  It didn’t help that my girlfriend was rather busty, and prone to spending all day every day popping out of her and rubbing suntan lotion all over those .

One Saturday night on a weekend when we were there visiting, I was completely asleep when she came tiptoeing into my room.  She was giggling and teasing and insisted we go for a midnight excursion .  We snuck into the back yard and slipped naked into the pool, and the next thing you know we were making out.

At that time, my girlfriend was not on the pill, and I always had to use a rubber when we had sex.  Well as you can imagine, I had no condom handy, and even if I did they don’t work so well when you’re having .  But the way she kept nibbling on my neck and my ears, and grinding her hips against me was driving me crazy.  The contrast between the swimming pool’s cool water and her hot skin was tantalizing.  She laid back on the steps in the pool and rubbed herself while I watched, and she would occasionally take a big gulp of air then go down under water and suck on me for a few seconds.

Don’t forget, we were trying to do all this quietly!

Needless to say, I only held out for so long, then I said forget the rubber and dove right in.  I sloshed only a small amount of water out of the swimming pool during the process of our .

The next morning, we were all out by the pool watching her dad clean the hoppers out, and he found about three frogs in there.  Kind of made me wonder if we had company while we were doing it the night before!