Susan didn't need to call in sick today. Today was Saturday. She half-opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the clock. It was too early in the morning to get up. With a smile of laziness she snuggled into her pillow and closed her eyes for more rest.
Without doubt, this had been the most eventful week in the librarian's life. Four different cocks had screwed her. And most amazing of all, she had eaten another woman's cunt. She had no regrets. She was just tired.
The orgy of the day before had gone on and on. Carol had proved her match when it came to fucking and sucking cocks. The bond of friendship between the two women was strong. And now there seemed to be no longer any signs of friction regarding Carl Marshall.
The thought of Carl made Susan frown. Somehow, she almost felt guilty when she thought of him. It was almost as if she had cheated on him by fucking the others. She couldn't quite shake the feeling. Was she in love with Carl? She sat up in bed and pondered the question. Her emotions were mixed and confusing to her.
The knock on her door sounded much louder than it really was.
Susan scrambled from the rumpled bed and searched for a robe to wrap her nude body in. Rubbing sleep from her eyes she went to the door.
Carl stood grinning at her when she opened it. He was dressed only in swimming trunks.
"Well?" the handsome man smiled. "Are we going to take a swim, or not?"
"Huh?" Susan mumbled, trying to remember if she had made a forgotten promise. "When did you ask me?"
"Just now, silly!" he laughed. "Come on! Early in the morning is the best time to take a dip!"
"What? I'm sleepy! I'm in no shape to play in a pool!" Susan answered, though she did find his mood made him more attractive.
"Best thing to wake you up!" Carl said, not giving up. "Grab your bikini, and jet's go!"
Susan looked at him for a moment, and then her face broke into a broad smile. "All right, Mr. Marshall!" she said with mock irritation. "You win. Do you mind if I brush my teeth, and find a bikini that fits. I haven't been swimming in a long time," she laughed, feeling like a girl going on her first date. It was an exciting feeling.
"Why don't I help you look for your bikini," he said with a smile, and a playful wink.
"Oh no you don't!" Susan answered with a gentle shove against his chest. "We might never get to the pool!"
"That's the idea."
"You wait here for me. I'm sure I'll manage by myself," she smiled as she left him and went to prepare for the pool.
It didn't take her long to reappear at the door.
"Wow!" Carl said appreciatively when he saw her bikini-clad figure. "I don't even know why you bothered to put that blue thing on. You might as well be naked. Which gives me an idea," he said as he reached playfully for her tiny bikini top.
"Stop that, silly!" Susan squealed while she pushed his hand away. "What if someone saw us?" she said, looking around.
"Not likely. Carol and Mark are both away, and the help has the day off. We're all alone," he smiled. It was evident by his tone that he didn't mind the privacy at all.
"Oh! I get it!" Susan laughed as she pulled the door closed behind her. "Just what kind of swim did you have in mind, you sly devil?"
"Why ma'm!" he answered with a bow, and a deep southern accent. "Are you suggesting that my intentions are anything but honorable?"
"You've already proven what your intentions are, my dear sir," she laughed, remembering the delicious way he had fucked her.
As they walked to the pool Susan felt her pussy heat up. She had already decided that Carl Marshall was a very sexy man. And now, she found the thought of him screwing her in the pool extremely stimulating. It reminded her of the day she had discovered his son at the pool with the horny girl.
"It's so lovely here," the beautiful woman said when they were at the pool. "It must be something to be so rich."
"Actually, I feel much richer when I am with you, Susan," he said, reaching to squeeze her hand.
Susan blushed, and felt that guilty feeling again. "Thank you for such a nice compliment, Carl," she smiled. "Now what about that swim?"
"All we have to do is dive in!" he grinned as he walked to the diving board. "I want to see if that bikini stays on when you hit the water!" he laughed as he stepped up on the board.
"Who says your trunks will stay on?" Susan teased back, the thought of seeing his big cock again making her pussy warm.
"Might not," he shrugged, and then made a graceful dive into the blue water.
Feeling self-conscious, Susan mounted the board and followed him. When she pushed her body up from the water she was surprised to find that, he had disappeared under the water.
"Eeeek!" she screamed when she felt his hand grab her ass under the water. "You rat!" she laughed at him when he surfaced, his face grinning.
"Couldn't resist it!" he laughed.
"How would you like it if I tried something like that?" she asked in mock indignation as she treaded the warm water.
"Love it!" he said with a challenge in his voice.
"So you think I'm bluffing, huh?"
"Are you, Miss Lawrence?" he said as he splashed water in her pretty lice.
Susan was enjoying the game. With a sudden splash, she dove beneath the surface. Through the clear water she saw his lower body. With surprising agility she grabbed at his trunks and tugged. Her lungs felt as if they were going to bunt, but she held on until she had pulled his suit all the way down his legs. She had a quick glance at his erect cock before she was forced to surface.
"You bitch!" he laughed when she popped up. "It's not fair! I'm bare-assed, and you've still got those two bits of cloth on!"
The giggling woman avoided his lunge. "You'll have to catch me first!" she yelled, swimming away from him.
Accepting her challenge, Carl swam after her. He caught her just before she reached the end of the pool. His fingers hooked at the catch of her bikini top. The thin cloth ripped easily.
"Eeeeeeeeeeee!" Susan squealed when the top fell from her big tits. "Bastard!" she laughed as she rolled over on her back and splashed at him.
Carl stared at her big, floating boobs. His cock lurched in the water. God! She was beautiful! His eager hand reached out and closed around one of the huge, firm tits.
"Ooooohhh!" the excited librarian moaned when his rough hand gripped her wet jug. "You're not finished yet!" she teased as she splashed past him toward the side of the big pool.
"Bitch!" he shouted at her naked back. With rapid strokes her overtook her again. Grabbing her first by the waist, he slid his hands down her wet body until he came to the last piece of covering on her sumptuous body. The determined man slid the tiny garment down her legs. In spite of her kicking he was able to get them off.
"Look what I've got!" he shouted as he held the trophy in the air.
Susan pulled her long, wet hair from in front of her face. "Is that all you wanted?" she said with a sexy smile as she paddled the water.
In answer to her seductive question, Carl dove under water. He clutched at her squirming hips and saw her submerged pussy before his face. He drove his mouth at her snatch. His mouth closed over her cunt. His tongue found her clit and mashed against it.
Above the water Susan cried out with joy at the watery pussy-eating. Her hands went under the water and clutched at his head. Forgetting that he had to breath, she held his mouth hard against her burning cunt. It took her awhile to realize that he was desperately trying to push up out of the water. She released his head.
"Wow!" Carl said as he gasped for air. "I thought you were going to drown me down there!"
"I'm sorry. I got carried away," Susan said, her pussy still throbbing and hungry.
Carl's aching cock reminded him of his hunger for her wet, naked body. "I can't eat you for long under the water, but I know something else I can do to you," he smiled. "Let's swim over to the shallow part. I'll need some leverage for what I'm going to do to you," he grinned suggestively as he squeezed one of her bobbing tits.
"Ummmmmm! That sounds nice!" Susan cooed. Her hand disappeared under the water.
"Oooohhh, baby!" Carl groaned with pleasure when her hand found his jutting cock.
"I'd say you're ready to fuck," the horny librarian teased while she pumped his cock a few strokes.
"Too ready to wait another second!" he moaned. "Come on!" he shouted pulling his dick from her grasp and swimming for the other end of the pool.
Susan was right behind him. He stood on the bottom of the pool. The water came up to his navel. When she reached him he pulled her wet body into his arms, and drove his tongue into her sweet mouth.
Susan forgot about the possibility of being seen by someone. Her hot flesh rubbed wetly against his as they held each other. She could feel his submerged dick pressing hard against her stomach. Even under the water she could feel the burning heat of the big cock.
Carl broke the kiss, gasping with desire. "Oh, baby!" he moaned and dipped his mouth to suck at her bouncing jugs. "What you do to me, woman! Your body is so beautiful! Your big tits are so delicious," he rasped at the moaning woman while he sucked hard on her stiff nipples. "Your pussy is so hot!" he gasped and grabbed at her wet snatch. "Ahhhhhhh! God, yes! Carl! Darling! Your hand and mouth feel so wonderful on my breasts and cunt! It's so different! Ooooohhhh! I've never had my pussy touched under water before!" she gasped and moaned while she wriggled her twat against his hand.
"Have you ever fucked underwater before, baby?" he asked, working his thick finger up into her cunt.
"Ohhh, noooo! Never!" Susan answered, the idea sending hot flashed through her squirming pussy.
"Well, you're going to now, baby!" he groaned.
"Yesssss! Fuck me! Please fuck me here! Fuck me in your pool, darling! Ohhhh! It's turning me on! Don't make me wait any longer, darling! Fuck me! Now!" she begged and groaned.
Susan grabbed his cock. She tried desperately to pull it to her boiling snatch.
"Easy, baby. Easy," Carl soothed. "We'll get it in. Let me help," he said as he pulled on her ass, and guided his hips into place. "Now, honey. Now! Put my cock in your cunt!" He was about to lose control also as he felt his swollen prick-head touch her hot cunt-lips.
Susan lifted to her toes. She spread her legs and hunched her hips forward. It wasn't easy, but nothing could stop her from getting his hard cock into her greedy, wet pussy. The head of his dick felt strange, and rubbery, as she fitted it into the opening of her twat. The intense excitement of it all was making her hand tremble violently. It wasn't working the way she wanted it to. She couldn't quite get his cock into her.
Carl solved the problem. She felt his strong hands grasp her ass-cheeks. His strength lifted her, and pulled her body forward. She was being supported by his hands, and the buoyancy of the water. With amazing case, she felt her body sliding onto his hard cock.
"Carrrlllll! Godddddd! Oh, darling! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah! Ah! Unh! Ooohhh!" she cried and grunted with wild, animal babblings while she clutched at his arms, and tried not to slide off his cock.
The water churned around their bodies while the gasping woman rode his stiff prick. The extra support of the water made it easier for Carl to pull her back and forth on his cock. She gripped his neck and dug her nails into the back of his head. Her head fell back, and she felt the heat of the morning sun on her wet face.
"Fuck me! Fuck meeeee!" the stuffed woman cried as she slithered her pussy down on his hot cock.
She floated on his dick. The sensations were unlike any she had ever known. There was an unreal quality about the feeling in the lower half of her body. The two parts seemed to be separated. Her jiggling boobs were being baked by the hot sun. But the heat in her hips and legs was being generated by her burning snatch.
He pounded her hard. His thick cock slammed up into her soaked pussy. His hands held her firm ass, and his hips bucked forward to meet her pussy. The incredible beauty of the woman straddling his body was exciting him toward a wild blast.
He pulled her harder against him when he felt his nuts burst. "Susan! Shit, baby! I'm gonna shoot my cum in your cunt!" he gasped when the first spurts ripped from his balls.
"Yesssss!" the bouncing librarian shouted when she felt his cum attack her cunt.
Susan wanted to come with him. "Lover! Fuck my wet cunt! Squirt your cum in my pussy! Make me come in the water! I want to come in the water! Fuck me!" she screamed with wild lust, and screwed her cunt rapidly against his spitting cock.
The extra stimulation of water against her clit made her explode powerfully. "Wahhhhhhh! Aiyyeeeee! Loverrrrrr!" she wailed with joy when her clit flashed with an intensity she had never known.
The wild woman let go of his neck. She mindlessly leaned back against the water. Her arms flailed the surface, sending water far into the air. Her long legs kicked furiously. Her head went under for a moment. Carl managed to hold onto her ass, and pulled her back up.
Almost choking, but not really caring, she squeezed hard on his prick. She wanted to savor every flash, every hot sensation of her beautiful come. She knew that this would be one of the memorable moments in her life. The moaning, splashing woman wanted to enjoy it to the fullest.
For a long time after her explosion had passed Susan floated on the water, and let Carl gently pump into her numb pussy. She looked up at him and smiled affectionately.
She wrapped her ankles around his waist and softly paddled the water.
"You are a very good lover, Mr. Marshall," she smiled. "It was exquisite!"
"Same here, Miss Lawrence. You know, this could get to be habit-forming," he said with a final deep thrust. Then he gently lifted her up to his chest.
The long, tender kiss was a wonderful ending to a wonderful fuck. Susan's arms wrapped around his neck again. She wanted the kiss to go on forever. But the sound of a car made them stop.
"Seems like we're always being interrupted," Carl said with a frown. "Stay here. I'll retrieve our suits."
It took him little time to locate the scattered bikini. With a couple of dives he was able to bring his trunks, and her two pieces up from the bottom. Standing in the shallow end of the pool it was easy to dress in a hurry.
They just made it.
"Hi, Miss Lawrence!" Mark said as he stepped through the sliding glass doors onto the patio. "I see that my father finally got you to try out the pool."
Susan felt uneasy talking to the teen in front of his father, but she didn't betray her feelings. "Yes, Mark. It's very lovely here," she smiled, remembering how she had sucked the teen's hard cock.
Carl was obviously very proud of his son.
"Are you staying for lunch, Miss Lawrence?" Mark asked as he tried to keep his eyes off her barely concealed tits.
"Of course she is!" Carl said as he looked at her hopefully.
Susan wasn't sure she could handle being together with the two of them. She decided not to press her luck.
"I appreciate the invitation, but I really can't. I've got some important things to do today," she lied.
"Surely they aren't that important," Carl persisted.
"I'm afraid they are. I'd better leave now. I'd like to thank you for a wonderful morning, Mr. Marshall," she said formally as she climbed the ladder out of the pool.
Carl followed her out of the pool, puzzled at her sudden change. "I wish you would change your mind, Susan," he said while she dried her face with a towel.
"Some other time, Carl. Thank you again. I enjoyed the swim. Goodbye, Mark."
The father and son watched her walk away. Each was remembering the hot feel of her wiggling ass in his hands. Each was remembering the way she moaned and screamed when he fucked her tight pussy.
Susan was confused and frustrated as she walked back to her house. She had that guilty feeling again. How would it all work out? How could it possibly work out happily. She had fucked a man, and his son. And now she was falling in love with the man. What was she going to do?
When she came to her door Susan hesitated. She was too depressed to go inside the lonely house. She wanted to get away from everything. She turned and looked at her little car. Impulsively the nervous woman wanted to take a drive. She didn't want to take the time to dress. She just wanted to get out on the mad so that she could think. She drove down the drive and headed for an old highway she was familiar with. At other moody times she had chosen the highway for driving.
When she came to the old highway she kept the car at a steady sixty miles an hour. She switched on some soothing music and began to think about her predicament.