I feel like this story has gotten a bit long, 6 parts is probable too many. Unless people want this one in particular continued I might just let it end at this part. Not that this is the end of what happened in this particular instance.

As she breathed so shakily she seemed to muster her resolve again and I felt her grip my cock tighter then start to rub the underside of my head with her thumbs. My knees went weak, I put my free hand on the wall behind her and steadied myself. “K-Kris…oh fuck…” I gasped while my eyes closed. Apparently this was the opening she’d been waiting for, when I opened them again she had pulled her bikini bottoms to the side, her smooth soft mound was exposed to me and she quickly pushed my head between her lips. I felt her clit and she started to run my cock against it while standing on her tippy toes as much as she could.

“Y-you like that…that big f-fucking meat getting wet from your bestfriend…” her confidence was building so much faster than mine. My hand left her breast and I was leaning over her now, my face near hers as she twitched and held my cock with both hands. I could feel that her fingers weren’t touching, the tips putting pressure on the top of my shaft down to the base while she moved imy cock along her slit.

“Kris…I want to p-put it—“ I was cut off by the sound of the pool door opening, we could hear voices. Both Kris and I froze, our eyes met and I swear neither of us took a breath. The voices were talking about cleaning up, annoying guests, they were the maintenance men…closing the pool. The thought seemed to dawn on us both and we quickly rearranged ourselves. She stuffed my bow only half hard cock back into my shorts and I put her soft tits back in her top before we rushed out, grabbing our things. “H-hey! I hope you didn’t lock us in! Sorry we were still drying off!”

They let us out and soon we were in the elevator going up to our floor. While in there she was blushing and I kept glancing away. “I feel like someone should say something.” I mumbled with a chuckle. “Nah, we were both there…besides they probably saved us…” she looked down, first at her own feet then at my bulge. “Stupid thing…it makes me stupid…” she said with some legitimate annoyance then giggled. “I still want it though…do you…?” Her voice trailed off but the question was spoken regardless. “Y-yeah, more than you know, I’ll be lucky if I can sleep at all…”

I glanced down and saw her blush before the elevator opened and we stepped out. We walked holding our things, we got to her room first and I wanted to stop but she motioned me on, I guess just in case Adam looked out when she opened the door. I’ve I got to my room I looked back and only heard that click of her door, walked into mine and flopped back onto the bed. Within just a few minutes I got a text, Kris, a pic of her round perky tits in the bathroom. “Cost: one dick pic 😜” I couldn’t help but laugh and quickly got a pic for her, my cock still half hard and the shaft laying along my forearm and in my hand for her. “Feel like I got the better deal” I sent with my pic. “Just make sure you use it to make that monster cum for me.”

Maybe not as exciting as the last part but I don’t want to make things up just to keep it exciting, after all isn’t the true story better? Anyway! For those still reading my slop I hope you like it!