Chapter 1
It was a beautiful day for a pool party at my brother’s small mansion in Bellevue. Paul’s mansion is actually twice the size in footage than my mansion in Belltown just north of downtown Seattle.
It is taking quite a lot of concentration to keep my eyes off of Paul’s sexy nymphet wife Willow in her shiny pink barely there bikini that barely covers her petite body.
I met Gwen in college. We met in a library and before I left that day, I had a date with her.
During the time we dated before we married, I struggled to keep up with her scholastically.
Although I was an English major like she was, I had no intention of becoming a teacher.
It was my desire and first love to become a published writer.
After I swim a couple of laps in the pool, the water doesn’t feel so cold to me anymore. When my head pops up at the far end of the pool after finishing the last lap, my head is right between Willow’s knees.
Willow is sitting right at the edge of the pool. Her legs are dangling into the water. Her legs are spread wide apart. Her pussy is less than 2 feet in front of my face. I feel my dick jump as I gaze at the camel toe in the crotch of her indecently small and tight pink bikini bottom.
“I forgot that you were a champion swimmer in college,” Willow purred when I finally looked up from her crotch to her eyes. The tiny triangles of her bikini top barely conceal her 34D grapefruit sized tits. “Yeah, I did okay,” I told her.
“Tell me something Jack, have you ever fucked someone in a pool before?” she asked coyly.
I could swear that she just spread her legs wider apart.
Now my cock is fully erect inside of my swim trunks.
“N-Never happened,” I answered and took a gulp of air.
I couldn’t help but gaze down at the indecent camel toe again.
“I need…to use the rest room,” I announced in a tight voice. I quickly turned and swam to the other end of the pool. I wrapped my towel around my waist before Paul and Gwen could look over and see my boner. I very quickly made my way to the huge bathroom in the guest bedroom.
I very quickly yanked off the towel. It was my intention to jerk my cock to relieve my boner. I never got the chance. “What…What are you doing?” I gasped when Willow came into the bathroom and closed the door behind her staring at my exposed erect cock.
Without a word, she went over and sat on the counter top and pulled her bikini bottom to the side exposing her bare pussy to me.
“Come eat my pussy Jack! You know that you want to,” she cooed seductively.
My conscience told me that this would be cheating on Gwen.
But as I stared at Willow’s pouty pussy lips, there was no way I could deny my lustful desire.
I knelt down between Willow’s thighs and brought my mouth to her saucy wet pussy. “This is cheating Jack,” raced across my mind. Yessssss baby! Eeeeeeeeat me,” Willow moaned throatily. I was lost!
The musky smell of her arousal had me insanely filled with lust while I burrowed two fingers up into her honey pot and slurped on the sweet and tangy fluid of her arousal. I felt like a kid licking on a snow cone as I pleasured her orally.
My dick is so hard that the head is bouncing up and down with every beat of my heart. “Fuck me Jack! Shove that big fat cock in my twat and fuck me,” Willow hissed sexily.
All was lost! In for a penny in for a pound. I am already cheating so I may as well go all the way! “Oooooh fuck. I groaned as my cock slipped into Willow’s fire box of sex. “Fuck me like you mean it Jack! Fuck me like my cunt belongs to you,” Willow snarled.
That was it! I grasped her hips and began slamming into her like a wild man. There were no thoughts about my wife and my brother out on the patio. No concerns that they might notice that we are missing and come looking for us.
My only focus right now was fucking Willow harder than I have ever fucked anyone before. My only agenda was to blow a monumental load of jizz into the stunning petite little blonde with the perfect 34D-22-34 body that just screams sex.
Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. The sound of my bare flesh beating against Willow’s bare flesh thrilled me as it echoed in the bathroom. Umph, Umph, Umph, Umph. Willowed grunted each time I slammed into her quim attacking her cervix with every thrust.
“Make me your whore Jack,” Willow growled in the voice that sounded possessed. “Here it is! All for your nasty cunt,” I bellowed as I arched my back and unloaded my balls deep in my brother’s wife’s vagina.
My body jerked 6 times and my ass pucker clenched tight with each massive ejaculation. I can honestly say that I have never cum this hard or this much ever in my 29 years of life.
“FUUUUUUUCK JACK! THAT WAS SPECTACULAR!” Willow groaned as I slipped my cock out of her pussy. I was astounded by the amount of sticky white fluid that streamed out of Willow’s gash. “What can I say? You make me fucking crazy,” I answered her.
It was now, as I pulled my swim trunks back up that the first wave of guilt flooded through me. “This was wrong! We shouldn’t have done this,” I muttered as I tied the waist of the trunks shut.
“Don’t be silly! We have both wanted this for a long time,” Willow suggested.
“We could have probably fucked in the pool and those two wouldn’t have noticed,” Willow offered.
In case you haven’t noticed, every time you come over here, those become wrapped up in each other so completely that they have no clue anything else is going on around them,” Willow observed.
“That doesn’t mean we should fuck each other,” I suggested as the guilt felt like a ball if fire in my gut. “I have never done anything like this before I confessed. “Neither have I,” Willow answered. “You are the only one I want to do this with,” she added.
“I don’t think we should do this again,” I told Willow as I stepped away from her. “You should probably clean up before you go back outside,” I tell her as I gaze down at the river of cum draining out of her gash. “That could be difficult to explain,” I added.
“Okay, you go on out first and I’ll rinse off in the shower,” Willow told me softly. “But this isn’t over! I intend to have you again. I intend to have you whenever I feel like it,” Willow told me as I was stepping out of the bathroom.
That ball of guilty wire in my gut wound even tighter. Was that a threat or a warning! This was wrong! I have never even considered cheating on Gwen. Although I have lusted over Willow more times than I can count.
I was relieved to find that Paul and Gwen were still fully engrossed in their chess game to even notice that I came out of the house. But after what Willow said about them being wrapped up in each other, I also felt a bit jealous.