Elle was late to the 4th of July pool party at Jessica and Eric's house. When she arrived her husband was a drunken mess along with a few others. Upon seeing his wife, Marty grabs her around the hips and carries her to the pool. Elle is begging him not to throw her in but he sends her flying into the water with a big splash. Despite being dressed she plays around for a few minutes with everyone in the pool before leaving the water. "My wife tried to throw me in before I could change," comments James, trying to hand Elle a towel. He can't help himself, looking at her chest. A soaking wet white tank top with a baby blue bra with black lace trim doesn't leave anything to the imagination. After catching his eyes on her she gives him a friendly smile and takes the towel. "Guess I better change," she replies before going inside.

Heading to one of the bedrooms, Elle struggles out of her wet jean shorts and searches her bag for her bikini bottom. A knock on the door startles her. She hides behind the door and opens it to see James. "Drop these?" he asks, holding up her bikini bottoms. Quickly Elle snatches them from his hand. "Thank you! It was a battle to get out of those wet shorts." They stand there awkwardly for a moment. When James doesn't leave she slips on the bikini bottom and leaves the door slightly ajar. She heads back to her bag to put her bikini top on. James tries to sneak in behind her and quietly closes the door. "If you're going to follow me in can you at least help with my top?" she asks. James gets far too close, she can feel his hard dick against her backside. Elle sighs, looking out the bedroom window at the party. "You know your wife is outside, right?" she says sharply. Undeterred, James still fiddles with the back of her bikini top. "That hasn't stopped me before," he says pompously.

James gropes Elle's chest from behind, pinning her against him. "I know you and my wife have talked about our sex life. I heard you tell her that you were jealous of my size," he whispers into her ear. The comment sends shivers down her spine. "These are heavy. Way bigger than Hannah's," he comments. She wants to tell him to stop but can't find the words. Her breathing gets heavier. "You don't mind my hands on you, huh? What if I move them a little?" One hand slips into Elle's bikini bottom and starts to rub her pussy. "James..." Elle stops and lets out a faint moan while his fingers slip inside her. "James, what if somebody out there looks in?" she groans. He doesn't answer. His fingers come out of her and she can feel the warmth of his cock against her and she instinctively leans over the bed.

Kicking her legs apart, he pulls her bottoms to the side. "Tell me if it feels bigger than Marty's." The head pushes in first and she groans louder the further he slides inside her. James starts to fuck Elle. "Well?" he asks. She shakes her head to acknowledge it's bigger. "Say it," he demands. "It's bigger, so, so much bigger," she pants. Lifting a leg on the bed he drives his cock downward into Elle. He watches her bite the sheets on the bed trying to stay quiet. Her knuckles start to turn white, and her fists are clenched tight. Suddenly her fingers fly from her fits. Elle's hands begin to tremble. "Yesss," she says, satisfied. Her body shakes gently. "That's a good girl," James says arrogantly. Pulling out, he demands Elle get on her back.

She looks outside to see if anybody has noticed them yet, luckily nobody has. Elle lays back at the edge of the bed and opens her legs. This time she pulls her bikini bottoms to the side. James stands above her and she looks down to see the size of his cock. "Biggest you've taken?" James asks, expecting her to say yes. "Maybe. I was a dirty girl growing up. Biggest in at least 15 years though," she responds reaching forward to take his girth in her hand. She pulls him close to her hole, guiding him in. James holds her legs open by the knees and starts to fuck her. He watches her breasts jiggle with every thrust. "I'm going to bust on those tits," he snarls. Before he can pull out, Elle frees her legs from his hands and wraps them tight around his hips. "What are.. guh.. fuck," James bellows. His load explodes into Elle. A few more hefty thrusts into her before he pulls out slowly. Her hole is gaped open slightly, a little bit of white cum leaks out and onto her bottoms.

The bedroom door handle starts to shake and a woman's voice outside asks who is in the bedroom. Elle adjusts her bikini bottoms into place and responds, "It's Elle. I'm just putting on my swimsuit." She motions for James to hide and watches him put his dick away. "Could you help with my top?" she asks, opening the door just enough to show them her back. It's Jessica and it's her bedroom. "Were you in there alone?" she asks while tying the back to her bikini top so it won't come loose. "Yeah. why do you ask?" Elle responds. Jessica finishes the knot and Elle grabs her hand, escorting her away from the room. "Care if I leave my bag on your bed? I put my wet clothes hanging up in your bathroom." The pair head outside to the chaos of everyone partying by the pool. "Yeah. That's fine. I swear I heard someone moaning in my room," she laughs pointing at Marty. "But your husband is out here," Jessica finishes. Elle admits she struggled to get out of her wet clothes when James returned poolside. He smiles at the two ladies before jumping into the water. Jessica glances at James in the pool and back to Elle. Her jaw drops slightly and she whispers into Elle's ear. "Busted. Is it as big as Hannah says?" Elle's heart races. "Yeah," she says, now red in the face. She leans into Jessica and whispers back. "It left me feeling a little loose and I can feel him leaking out of me right now."

Elle makes her way into the pool followed by Jessica. She hopes nobody notices the mess she can feel in her bikini. "You are so bad letting him finish in you. Half these kids running around are theirs," jokes Jessica. Marty sneaks up behind his wife and starts to tickle her hips causing Elle to scream. He hugs and pulls her in for a kiss and Jessica slips away.

The party goes on and the BBQ is fantastic. "Time for some fireworks!" Eric yells loud enough to get everyone's attention. Heading to the front of the house a few of the guys start to set off fireworks. With every explosion, the crowd cheers. Elle watches her husband light a firework that shoots into the sky and then looks around at everyone. Missing from the action is Jessica and James. She sneaks into the backyard and finds Jessica's bedroom window. Elle glances in to see James pounding Jessica from behind. She returns to the fireworks show. About 10 minutes pass and Jessica appears next to Elle, she is flush in the face. Elle giggles, "It's so good, huh?" Jessica chuckles too. "I swear I'm not walking right." The two spend the rest of the evening together talking about James and who gets him next.