Sheri Frick - Lust Against Her Will

"Nickie!" he called, is that you?"

"No," she answered, giggling. "It's the bogeyman."

He padded forward to the edge of the pool, groping in the dim illumination from the quarter-moon. "How come you want the lights out?" he asked.

As if you didn't know, Nickie thought.

Nickie slipped over to the edge of the pool till she was at his feet. Soundlessly, she reached out one hand, poised it near his ankle and quietly said. "Because I'm naked."

With a sudden yank, she jerked on his foot. He toppled forward and somehow managed to convert the fall into a sleek dive, arrowing through the surface.

Nickie whirled, searching the rippling surface of the pool for some sign of her handsome cousin.

"Did you say," said the voice from shockingly near her. "That you don't have any clothes on?"

She jumped-but his strong hands were on her waist, nearly encircling it. "Yep," she answered, trying to sound half-drunk. "That's what I said."

"Good," Frank replied. "Because neither do I." He drew her closer-and she felt something hard and stiff prodding against her lower back For a moment, she was confused-and then realized with a surge of excitement what it was.

It was his hard, erect cock!

She shivered.

"Cold?" he asked smoothly.

"Just a chill," she said quickly. His hands loosened on her-and without warning she broke away and tried to swim for the deep end of the pool.

She remembered, abruptly, that Frank was an accomplished swimmer-remembered it, in fact, just as his strong hands closed on her ankles from below.

She gulped air as he pulled her down and trapped her in his powerful arms. His penis pressed against her knee-even though she, with her shorter height, was even with his head.

Letting herself succumb to the situation as they drifted lazily back up towards the surface, Nickie fastened her mouth to the side of his neck and began giving him a hickey. She expected him to push her away.

Wrong.

Instead, he put one band behind her bead and pulled her sucking mouth more tightly against him, savoring the sensation. His other hand moved to grip the pert fleshy mounds of her ass in a tight-yet gentle-hold while he trod water with sufficient power to keep both up in the water.

He released her and she pushed herself away, swimming quickly to the edge of the pool. Lithely, she hoisted herself up and sat on the edge, bare concrete cool against her ass.

"Very sneaky," he said from very close by. "Using your female charms like that isn't fair."

"But I'm just a little girl," she said in a childish voice, letting her feet kick idly in the water.

"You're already more woman than a lot of women ever are," he rasped. "And I'll lay odds you know more than most of them."

"About what?" she asked innocently.

"Sex, for instance."

"You men are always thinking about sex," she complained.

"Don't you like it?" he asked.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But you do. I can tell." She giggled drunkenly again. "You're horny right now. I can't see it-but I can feel it."

"So are you," he accused.

"Sure," she teased. "I'm wet all over."

He moved in front of her in the water, a dark, virile shadow. His hands spread her legs and he stepped forward between them, hands gripping her thighs.

"Slip forward."

"Why-y?" she asked coquettishly, acceding never-the-less.

With her cute little ass partially overhanging the edge of the pool, Frank moved his head forward between her thighs. His sideburns scratched at the sensitive inner flesh of her thighs, and then she felt his lips against her abdomen just above her pubis.

She wriggled sensuously at the touch.

"Like that, huh?"

"You know it," she moaned, tugging his head towards her swollen nipples. In the night, they were dark spots against the less dark thrust of her breasts, but his thirsty lips found them as if guided by instinct.

Nickie moaned deep in her throat as he sucked each jutting little spike in its turn. He played with them, teasing them with his tongue, occasionally opening his mouth wide to suck nearly all of one sensitive mound of quivering delight into his mouth. Releasing it, he tightened his lips on the nipple, flicking and swiping it with his tongue until she was moaning and gasping.

Nickie felt warm, viscous warmth spreading through her in waves of pleasure as he laved first one, then the other breast with this attention. She felt his hand slipping up between her thighs, the thick, powerful fingers gentle and caressing as they moved along to the grotto of her sex.

Expertly, he found the clitoris and brushed it with his fingertips. The erect, protruding little bud stuck out between the lips of her cunt like a miniature penis and Nickie began to make mewling sounds of animal abandon deep in her throat

Slowly, he worked his lips back down over her stomach to her firm flat abdominal expanse and then on to her pubic warmth, and began rimming the swollen, blood-gorged lips of her quim was his strong, sure tongue. He darted the tip inside her cunt again and again, feeling the waves of arousal shuddering through her.

Nickie writhed, unable to suppress the jerking of her hips. His tongue and lips found her hardened love button, fastening on it, sucking it and running his tongue over it until she could hardly sit up. She squirmed on the rough concrete, caught up in almost mindless lust. She put her arms behind her to help support her, the movement thrusting her hips more towards him.

Sensing the movement by the shifting of her muscles, Frank grasped her strong, slender, quaking legs and slung them back over his shoulders. Her cunt gaped invitingly for him. Frank ducked his head forward, eagerly eating her out, wanting to make her scream for his cock. He sucked vigorously on her clit as he brought one hand forward to probe at her muff.

Nickie felt his finger pressing into her. She bore down on it, narrowing the opening tantalizingly, surprising Frank with her accomplishment. What many women tried in vain to learn over a lifetime, the blonde nymphet took to as second nature. To Frank it was as if the pressure were on his prick rather than his finger. As he felt her marvelous little muscles clamp down on him, he immediately imagined what it would be like to feel that same vise grip on his click.

He groaned into her dripping dick slit in anticipation of the pleasures that he'd feel in his huge cock when it was finally driven into her receptive gash.

Her hips jerked faster and faster, her ass cheeks rubbing over the rough concrete of the pool apron.

Frank reached up and put his hands around her waist, urging her to lie back-but she shook her head. "No," she gasped. "Not here-not out here."

Frank groaned. He wanted to fuck this hot little piece of ass, wanted to jam his thick, heavy member all the way into her-and he didn't want to wait.

He knew he could simply take her-but he knew how much better it would be if she were cooperating.

"Where?" he rasped.

"Oh, Frank!" she hissed, the arousal burning in her veins. "Inside-in your room or my room-but soon!"

He climbed out of, the pool with a single quick lunge and gathered her slim form into his arms. She was light and an easy burden, a welcome burden with fits for the fastening of his lips and enthusiastic young aims to fasten about his neck and willing lips to move over his chest.

He opened the kitchen door with his foot and hurried through, taking the stairs to the second floor two at a time despite the burden in his powerful arms. Vaguely, without conscious association or urgency, one corner of his mind wondered where Suzanne was, but this distracting thought was quickly dismissed.

The first door he came to was the guest bedroom-Nickie's room. Despite her lusty arousal, she had the presence of mind to grab the door knob as they approached it. "Here, here now!"