In college I lived with 3 guys and had sexual tension with one in particular. One night our mutual friend was housesitting and had a pool party. My roommate K brought me a drink as I hung out in the deep end with my friend. Later in the night, K swam up to me and started teasing me. I was tipsy by this point and always reciprocated his flirty banter. Next thing I knew he kissed me. My friend got the hint and slowly backed away as we made out.

He pulled my top off to expose my breasts to the whole party. To be honest, he was all I could focus on. It was like the rest of the party didn’t exist. I eagerly pulled my bottoms off and he entered me, my body pushed against the pool as he stood in front of me.

We fucked and talked dirty about how long we had wanted it. I was casually seeing someone at the time, who he asked about. “Where is M” he pondered. “I don’t care”

When we were done, I was suddenly so aware of where I was. A few guys were in the shallow end of the pool trying to ignore us. The girls had mostly gone inside or into the hottub. My bikini top was no where to be found, until one of the other guys said “looking for this?” And brought it over to K to hand to me. I got dressed, continued to party and walked home shocked at what I had done.

Bonus sluttiness- when I was pregnant I casually told my husband this story while we were driving. He got really mad about it and I was embarrassed until he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his rock hard cock. He pulled over and I gave him head at what we now lovingly call “blowjob park”