Story Excerpt

Present

The backyard blazes under the midday sun, heat shimmering off the concrete around the pool. The water glitters, a silent witness to the scene unfolding on the lounge chair by its edge. She’s bent over, her bikini bottoms tugged to one side, exposing her pale skin still slick from an earlier swim. Her hands grip the cushion, knuckles white, as he stands behind her, shorts shoved down just enough, his thick cock pressing against her tight asshole. The first inch pushes in slow, deliberate, stretching her in a way that makes her gasp sharp and quick.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he growls, voice low and rough, barely holding back as he feels her clench around him. Her asshole grips like a vise, every tiny movement making his pulse hammer harder in his chest. He’s aching, balls heavy with need, the thought of unloading deep inside her driving him feral. He wants to flood her, to mark her in the most primal way, and the urge is a constant throb in his groin.

“It hurts a little,” she whimpers, shifting her hips, but there’s a hunger in her tone that betrays the complaint. Her body trembles under him, ass so snug it’s almost painful for him too, a perfect kind of agony that makes his cock twitch inside her.

“Just take it for me,” he mutters, hands clamping onto her wet hips, fingers digging into flesh as he eases in deeper. Her asshole resists, squeezing so hard he grits his teeth, but the pressure only fuels his desperation. He’s been hard for hours, mind stuck on her prancing around in that swimsuit, and now he’s looking over the edge, already imagining how it’ll feel to spill everything into her tight little ass. The thought of cumming there, of her feeling every hot pulse, has him shaking with raw need.

“Deeper, please,” she breathes, voice small but needy, pushing back against him just enough to urge him on. Her asshole stretches more, gripping him like it’s trying to milk him already, and he groans, sweat dripping down his back in the stifling heat.