Hot and Wet by the Pool
written by:
Brittany

I lazed in the chaise lounge by the pool, reveling in the fact that I had the entire house all to myself for the next few hours. My father was at work, and my step mom was dropping my step brother, clayton, off at day care and then going out with friends.

It was the second week of summer break, and the first time since coming home that from school that I'd actually slowed down enough to actually relax. Most of my friends had finally made it back from their freshman year at college, and all the welcome home gatherings had finally started to die down.

I took a sip of my water and let my head sag back into the cushioning of the lounge chair. My head throbbed slightly from the hangover that was a result of last night's welcome home party at Rachel's house. The party started around noon and finished sometime around dawn this morning, at least that's when I'd arrived home.

I lay there topless, with my skimpiest bikini bottom arranged so that I could continue working on fading my already faint tan lines. I let me mind wander as I tried my best to ignore the dull throbbing of my hang over. I soon found myself reliving the hours before dawn just as the party began to wind down. One of my old boyfriends, Mike, arrived at the party later in the evening looking more buff thhan he'd ever looked back in high school. We'd dated part of freshman and sophomore year when we'd both been experimenting with sex, neither one of us knowing much, but both willing to explore. Mike came to the party wearing a chest full of new muscles and a confident smile. Mike and I ended up talking and flirting after we'd both had some time to drink a little too much. The alcohol, the warm evening, and the raging hormones of remembered attraction eventually led us up stairs to Rachel's room. Laying there in the sun I replayed some of the more stimulating moments from our sexual encounter, reveling in the remembrance of Mike's tongue flicking across my clit as his strong thick fingers plunged deep inside me bringing me to my first orgasm of the night, followed quickly by my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th orgasms as he fucked me with a skill he didn't have way back in high school. Just thinking about last night's adventures caused my nipples to harden. I became more aroused as I continued to dream. I felt my pussy growing moister as my level of arousal increased.

The sun beating down on the dark material of my bikini bottom caused had me squirming as my arousal increased. I was becoming so turned on that I could actually feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. Unconsciously my legs spread slightly wider and my hands inched lower on my body, closer to my damp pussy.

I felt my mouth getting dry, either from the heat or the hangover, and reached for my glass of water.

As I sat up to take a drink cool droplets of condensation splashed my breasts causing my nipples to get even hard, and my body to shiver in shock. As I was setting my cup down on the ground next to my chair my cup bumped into something. I repositioned my cup and finally set it on the ground and began feeling around for what I'd hit. My fingers found a smooth oblong object. Curious, I picked up the object to see what I'd found. My fingers wrapped around the strange cylinder and I turned my head to see what I'd found. In slightly hazy state of arousal and hang over it took me a minute to identify the object as one of my step-brothers pool toys. The toy was a long thick piece of formed plastic tapered at both ends, with one end having 3 small fins.

Clay called the toy his "submarine", even though its package had called it the "water rocket." Clay spent hours sailing it under water and pretending to sink his other toys with imaginary torpedoes. I smiled as I stood the toy, find side town, on the table next to my chair.

I reached past the submarine and grabbed the bottle of tanning oil. Even though I knew those few drops of water wouldn't have washed off the oil, I absolutely had to reapply. I dribbled a thin stream of oil onto my chest and stomach and then put the bottle back. I rubbed the oil evenly across the hot skin of my belly, thinking that I might need to jump into the pool to cool off soon. My hands traveled upward and began to spread the now warm oil across my chest and ample boobs. My hands smoothed the oil across my breasts. The smooth soothing feel of the oil felt wonderful and I found my hands slowing in their task. I began to massage the oil into my skin and before I realized it, I was playing with my breasts, my fingers teasing my taught nipples.

My hands glided over my body, concentrating on my ample breasts. I gently pinched my nipples betwee my things and forefingers, gently tugging on them only to have them slip through my slick fingers. My head turned slightly to the side as I continued to enjoy my self applied breast massage. My mind concentrated on the wonderful feeling of my fingers massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples. My eyes kept being drawn back to my step-brothers submarine. The submarine stood proudly on the pool side table, thrusting skyward as if it would blast off into the summer blue sky at any second. The toy stood maybe 18 inches tall, and was fairly thick and surprisingly heavy since it was made of some solid material. Once again I felt my pussy beginning to get wet. One of my hands slid down my body until my finger tips encountered the waistband of my bikini. I was so aroused that I didn't think about what I was doing, I just let my fingers continue sliding down my body. My oily fingers lid over the warm material of my bikini bottoms. I hadn't realized just how turned on I was until my fingers ran across the noticeably soaked crotch of my panties. My fingers flexed, pressing my wet bikini bottoms firmly against my hardening clit. My fingers began to rub my clit through my bikini. I felt my clit hardening and I knew my pussy was getting wetter even fast as I became more and more turned on. My fingers sought out the edges of my bikini bottom right at the part that covered my pussy. I felt my fingers fumbling to pull the material to the side so that I could expose my yearning pussy and could begin to really play with myself and finally give myself the orgasm that my body was now screaming for. After fumbling with the edges of my bikini for a couple of seconds I drew my hand back up my stomach and slid my fingers under the waistband of my bikini bottoms.

My trembling fingers slid over my smoothly shaven pubic area until the tip of my middle finger brushed my swollen clit. My body tensed and a moan escaped my lips, and my legs twitched trying to close. I immediately began rubbing my clit in small tight circles, slowly increasing the pressure. My legs slowly started to follow my mental commands, and began to spread until I felt my feet dangling over the sides of the lounge chair I was laying on. I felt my pussy lips part, separating slowly as I rubbed my clit harder. My free hand reached up and began pinching my hard nipples. I felt the warm wet fabric of my bikini bottoms pressing against the back of my fingers. I was so aroused, my pussy so wet that I could my juices leaking out and running down over my asshole and my butt cheeks. I closed my eyes tight and began to "flick" my clit with my finger, pretending it was Mike's tongue from last night. I was so aroused that I was able to convince myself that I was back in Rachel's room with Mike's newly talented tongue licking me again to a wonderful full body orgasm. My fingers tarted circling my clit just like Mike's tongue had, and my head lolled from side to side as I teased myself to a mild orgasm which only slightly satisfied me, leaving me needing so much more.

My hand slid deeper between my legs, my fingers stoking my dripping we pussy lips, teasing the to open like the petals of a flower opening for the sun. My fingers were immediately soaked; I was SO WET! My fingers pressed between my pussy lips, wiggling back and forth until I could feel the tip of my middle finger nudging against the entrance to my pussy, the palm of my hand pressing my clit.

My breath came in gasps.

I panted as my body craved release.

The sun set my flesh aflame, and my blood boiling for more. I needed to be filled so badly that I immediately slid 2 fingers slowly and deeply into my pussy. I was so wet and so loose from Mike's amazing fucking last night that my two fingers slid all the way in until I felt my palm pressing between my pussy lips. A third finger slid in, but I still wasn't full enough, and my fingers weren't long enough to satisfy my hunger. I was so turned on, remembering Mike's cock pounding deeply into my pussy. I started fucking myself harder, pounding my fingers as deeply into my sopping wet pussy as far as they would go, but it just wasn't enough. Harder and harder I fucked myself, my free hand pinching my taught nipples fiercely, as I trid and failed to achieve and orgasm.

The violence of my actions caused my let to hit the table next to my lounge chair. My glass of ice water spilled, splashing all over me. The shock of the ice water and the ice cubes was almost enough to push me over the edge, almost, but not enough. Even the frosty chil of ice water splashing my belly and clit wasn't enough to make me cum. My fingers were delving deeply into my hot wet pussy. My fingertips curled, seeking and finding my g-spot. I began to ru and push that o so sensitive area, futility trying to push myself over the edge.

Something was holding me back.

I could not cum!

I just couldn't get over the top, and my fingers were starting to cramp, and my hands were getting tired!

I was so turned on and so frustrated that I could achieve orgasm that I thought I was going to scream, or cry, or explode. Three fingers, then four fingers ravaged my pussy, plunging as deeply into myself as they could go. My free hand had abandoned my nipples and began vigorously rubbing my clit, faster and faster, until I was myself like a heavy metal guitar player, playing speed metal solo.

Something rolled across my stomach and got trapped between my arms. Whatever it was it broke my rhythm enough so that my one hand reached up to grab the cump and remove it.

My hand dripping and slick with pussy juices reached up and grasped the object on my stomach. My fingers curled around the smooth warm shaft that was not my cup, but my step-brothers submarine.

I stared for a second at the long thick shaft of the submarine.

I watched as if in a dream as my hand descended between my legs, pointing the tip of the submarine at my pussy.

My free hand wrestled with my bikini bottom, finally managing to pull it aside so that my web pussy was fully exposed.

I began rubbing the tip of the submarine up and down between my pussy lip, nudging my clit, and teasing myself every time the tip started to slide into my waiting pussy. I teased myself until I couldn't stand it anymore. I centered the tip of the submarine at the entrance of my waiting pussy, and began to push. It was like I was watching someone else's hand holding the submarine. At first the tip slid in easily, but the submarine was thicker than it looked, and after only an inch or two I felt my pussy resisting the thickness. Slowly I began to fuck myself with the first 2-3 inches of the submarine, pushing it more firmly against my resisting pussy with every stroke. Slowly my pussy began to stretch to let in this huge false cock. My pussy juices were oozing out of me more freely, helping to lube this thick monster. My frustration continued to build as I struggle to press more of the submarine inside me. Each time I pressed it into me I felt my pussy stretch ever so slightly more until finally something agonizingly slowly gave, and the submarine slid into my welcoming pussy. I began to fuck myself more rapidly, drawing the submarine nearly all the way out of my before driving it back into me, trying to bury it deeper.

The submarine was so thick I felt it drawing the inner walls of my pussy out with every outward stroke. I could actually see the hot pink flesh of my inner pussy being pulled outward with each "back-stoke". My fucking action became more frantic as I tried to drive more and more of the submarine into me. I still hovered on the edge of orgasm, but couldn't drive the submarine deeply enough into me to drive myself over the edge. My eye watched the submarine bucking in and out of my pussy stopping just short of the halfway point over and over again. My frustration at not being able to cum mounted and I became more frantic to bury the whole submarine inside me. Try as I might I just wasn't able to make the submarine go any further.

I was moaning softly in frustration when I felt a shadow pass over me. I ignored the shadow, thinking it was only a cloud.

My hand froze with the submarine buried as deep as it would go, when I hear a soft gasp that I knew wasn't mine.

My eyes shot open.

My step-mother was standing at the foot of the chaise lounge. She stood there blocking the sun.

Her blouse was unbuttoned revealing her large breasts spilling over the tops of the cups of her bra. She'd been playing with herself. Her nipples stuck out thick and hard, and a dark rose color that had me wanting to lick them. Her skirt was pulled up and one hand held her sexy panties to the side as her other hand played with her own pussy. Her eyes were locked on my pussy, and her fingers were frantically playing with her own pussy.

I stopped what I was doing, frozen, not knowing what to do next.

Her eyes locked on my for a second.

Without speaking, she knelt down at the foot of the chaise lounge. It was like I was watching a movie. Her hands slid up my legs. Where her finger tips slid up my legs she left a trail of electric shots where ever she touched me. Her hands slid from my calves, to my knees, and then up to my quivering thighs. She removed my hands from the submarine, and slowly drew it from me.

She bent lower, her hands pressing my legs wider apart.

Her face fell toward me in slow motion, our eyes never breaking contact. My hands, still by my pussy found my pussy lips and pulled them slowly apart for her. Her tongue reached out and gently licked my clit.

I went wild! My thighs began shaking as she began to kiss and lick and suck my clit. I felt myself quivering with each flic of her tongue, or touch of her lips, until I thought I'd scream. I was on the edge of glory so fast that I was sure that I was finally going to cum. I was sure I was going to drench my step-mothers beautiful face in my bum, when she pulled her face away from my pussy and smiled.

I watched as she brought the submarine up from somewhere. I watched her begin to lick the submarine, cleaning my juices off the shining shaft. I watched as she wet more and more of the shaft with her saliva, an almost evil glint in her eyes.

"Maybe I can help you with your rocket launch" she chuckled. I felt the tip of the tip of the submarine being pressed firmly between my pussy lips. "Keep those lips spread wide, and spread those sexy legs wider for mommy. That a girl, show mommy that delicious wet pussy!"

I quivered as I complied with her command

The submarine sank into me at least as far as before, when she drew it out. She repositioned her self slightly, and began to fuck me with the submarine, while at the same time licking my clit. I felt more and more of the submarine sinking into me with each of her more and more powerful strokes. I felt my pussy being stretched to the limit, and at times the stretching of the submarine plunging deeply into me was almost painful.

Something finally gave, and I felt the submarine shot 3-4 inches deeper into me than ever before.

I cried out. My hand reached out blindly and found the back of my step-mothers head, pulling her face down onto my clit. My pussy exploded from deep within. I felt the submarine being pulled from deep inside my clutching pussy only to be replaced by her slithering tongue as she tried to draw out ever last drop or my erupting orgasm.

I came for days, and my mother licked up every last drop of my cum. When my orgasm finally subsided my mom kissed her way up from my pussy, until she was above me, and we wer looking deeply into each other's eyes. We stayed that way for one, maybe two heart beats, before our lips met and we kissed for the first time.

We broke our kiss and stared into each other's eyes. I saw my step-mother in a whole new way.

"Well that was certainly unexpected" my step-mother said. "Why don't we clean up a bit and go inside. It's too hot out here for me, and I'd prefer not to chance our neighbors seeing what is going to happen next".

"What's going to happen next" I gulped, excited and nervous at the same time.

"First we are going to drop your brothers rocket into the dishwasher before we let him play with it again. Next we are going to go upstairs and you are going to use your pretty little mouth to give me just as wonderful an orgasm as I've just given you. Finally since we have a few hours before I have to pick up your brother, we are going to play with my toys and we're going to relieve each other sexual tension. Does that sound like a plan for the rest of the afternoon?"

I swallowed nervously, "I never suspected! What happened to make this happen"

"I came home early because I wasn't in the mood for lunch with the girls, and saw you masturbating., and I couldn't help myself".

"How long were you watching"

"I came home right around the time that you first put your fingers on your pussy. I could help myself, I had to either watch, or to stop you, and I couldn't bring myself to stop you. By the time you started with the toy I was already playing with myself too heavily to stop." My mother laughed, "now let's go upstairs, its my turn to cum, and you and that pretty little mouth are going to help me."