The family home’s sun-drenched poolside. My secret playground when no one’s around. I ring the gate buzzer. No answer. Mom’s friend perks mean free access. I slip in. Garden quiet. Heart races. Urban pulse fades here. I crave this escape. Daily grind as lawyer? Mask on. Here? Unleash.
Dress straps slide off. No bra. Heavy tits spill free. Firm, ripe. Tanned skin glows against pale swells. Dress drops. Thong hugs my full ass. Perfect mold. I peel it off. Naked Venus. Tan lines frame my cheeks. String bikini next. Tease what it hides. Dive in. Lazy strokes. Water slicks my curves. Out. Top off. Belly down on grass. Fesses up. String bites in. Power surges. I know eyes watch. That kid upstairs. His attic perch. Feel his stare burn. Pulse quickens. Adrenaline hits. Mask cracks.
The Mutation
‘Bonjour!’ Splash. He dives. Emerges dripping. Sits close. Bold eyes rake me. I cover tits. Play coy. ‘Didn’t know you were home.’ He waves it off. ‘Stay. Enjoy.’ I slip top back. Bikini minimal. Tension crackles. He grabs lotion. Coats arms, legs. ‘Help?’ Hands on his back. Firm. Restrained. He drops shorts. Ass exposed. ‘Do mine.’ Playful slap. Laugh. But fire ignites.
He flips it. Lotion on my shoulders. Knot untied. Top falls. I hold cups. Smile. ‘Cheeky.’ But I yield. Flat on belly. His thighs straddle mine. Hands knead lower back. Ass cheeks spread. String slips. Fingers probe inner thighs. Electric. I melt. Turn over. Legs wide. He oils inner thighs. Brushes my mound. Labia peeks. He worships. Control shifts. Mine now.