Anytime, Anyplace: Underwater Passion

I didn’t want to write this without the visual reminders of the most enjoying moment that night, but since writing has been around much longer than cameras have, allow me to soak my brain into thise beat of “Anytime, Anyplace” by Janet Jackson while it plays softly in the background. This is that forever sex. The type of sex, shit, the type of orgasms that you wouldn’t mind having for the rest of your life on earth; All with the type of partner who is just as freaky, adventurous, and in love with the idea of satisfying you everytime your bodies turn into one…as you are with them. I’m tired of this damn introduction… “And if you want it baby you can get it *Anytime*/ and if you down baby we can do it *Anyplace*//”….

I’m sitting on the bed in flip flops and swim trunks watching her tie her 2-piece swimsuit around the perfectly created curves of her body. My mind was in love with the fantasy before the act ever took place. We made our way down to the pool, only to see it deserted and available to add to the our ever growing list of places we got it in. Our first steps down the stairs into the pool were slow, but as my feet sensed the pool was heated, I became more relaxed. We played around in the water for a while, until she invited my dick to swim inside of her…GREEN LIGHT.

As we stand at the far end of the pool; my arms holding her legs up as she rest against the wall with arms stretched out. She moved the bottom of her two-piece to the side as I slide inside of her. At first the chlorine in the water fought against her natural wetness, but once I pushed past her lips, the moisture of her insides took my dick hostage. Her little moans turned me on as I slowly pushed inside of her, making sure I worked her walls. She took control, interlocking her hands around the back of my head as she straddled up and down. Every 5 or 6 minutes it seemed like people came into the pool area, but they left right out after seeing us. She dismounted me and stood up in the water, only to squat down and give me head while I watched the air bubbles float to the top of the water. Surprisingly she stayed down there for a while. Her technique is on point. You couldn’t tell exactly what we were doing, but there was an aura of steam coming off the top of the water. We owned that shit.

I walked around the pool, with her box still surrounding my dick. Step…stroke…step…stoke. I took her over to the latter at the right side of the pool and somehow our timing and alignment started to become in sync. She layed back against the ladder as I thrust as hard as I could, fighting the resistance of the water, while she pushed down. I refused to cum; we’re about 25 minutes into it and it’s way too soon. Then something happened, she was gone. In a high. She could feel me exploring her cave. In a moment, glazed eyes, she spoke. “All I need now is a bitch’s pussy on my face.” STOP. Rewind. Damn a nigga needed a real-life DVR. I got her to repeat it, but she wouldn’t elaborate. I almost came, but I kept my composure. A white lady and her two kids walked into the pool area and saw her facial expressions, grabbed her kids hands, and turned right back around. This was right. Nobody was snitching. Security wasn’t coming. We owned that shit.

We arrived back to the wall that started it all. By this time, only half her bottoms remained on; the other side floating in the water. “You need to call a girl,” she said. I’m trying to ignore her. I didn’t have any chicks on deck for this moment. I told her I wanted to go out with them first and she laughed, “I don’t need that.” I’m trying to express to her that this threesome must be planned, she disagreed. “This is the time”. I can’t bring a scared little girl to a grown-ups session. This has to be a BAD BITCH. I’m thinking this through, who can I call, right now….Blackberry? Feds? Barbie? Riya? Ni Ni? Fantasia?…shit one out every 4 girls I’ve had sex with is into girls and I still can’t think of a good match for this situation. Fuck it. I’m not rushing anything and risk a wack threesome. Dang it, why can’t she go get a girl for us, she’s the one with 50 GORGEOUS lesbian friends. I don’t think she wants them in her business though. Forget all that, it wasn’t happening, and what was happening…

“You should bend me over,” she whispered in my ear. I walked to the deepest part of the pool, which was about 5’6, and turned her around. The top half of her body floated on the water, like a dog trying to keep it’s head above water, while I pushed inside of her from the back. Thankfully she’s a good swimmer. I kept my hands on her waist, pulling her back to me as the waves of the water tried to carry her away from our act of protrusion. I turned her around again and told her to hold me as tight as she could. “We’re about to go underwater,” I told in a soft but stern tone. She nodded her head in agreement as I took her body with mines; submerged in the water. I held her tight and fucked her as hard as I could until I ran out of breath. We came back to the surface, laughed, and did it all over again. I had no idea how hard it would be to hold your breath while having sex in the water, but then again, we were using up our oxygen quicker than normal.

I was time to try the same thing from the back, but then, the haters came. Yup, wouldn’t you know it, another black couple came. Some dude and his chick, who had the audacity to come to the pool with a t-shirt on, which she KEPT on, even inside the pool. They weren’t even doing anything, just talking. Ruining our buzz. The pool closes at 10 p.m. and it’s 9:45. Get it in over on yall side of the pool or GET OUT. Well they didn’t. Besides, no woman who actually wears a t-shirt inside of a pool (she didn’t look fat to me), is going to get it in anyway.

Now we’re back in the room…bed, chair, shower, wherever. This direction, that direction. Side strokes, missionary, doggystyle. As for the audio, she obviously cheated. As soon as she said, “threesome,” I came and she knew that was going to happen. Wonderful coma-type nut. Put my ass straight to sleep.

Oh yea…

So now I’m on a hunt for clean, disease free, sexy ass women from the suburbs of Metro Detroit. You know where to find me.

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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