Housesitter

Statistically, I was in the minority in my class – a virgin. Losing it to a popular jock who just got his driver’s license just didn’t appeal to me. I wanted a man who knows how to pleasure a woman. One who can make my first time memorable.

I found him this summer.

I babysit a couple of kids down the street, for “a sense of purpose” and “responsibility” according to my mom, the kids were nice and since most of the babysitting gets done near the pool or in it, so it was great fun for me.

As I usually do, I let myself in the back of their house. I sauntered to the pool, tossed off my cover-up to reveal a bikini that really didn’t cover much at all. The kids and I were wet and giggling in the pool when I saw him. One of the kids notice my glance and offhandedly mentioned he was their cousin. My heart pounded. He was hot. This hot older (well older to my newly legal years) has been watching me frolicking in my now wet and very small bikini.

We were called to lunch by Tita (as I call the the kids’ mom). I get introduced to the hot cousin – Sam, sits across me and with lazy arrogance strips me naked with his eyes. Midway through the kids’ mom mention that she and the kids are taking off for a couple of weeks but I was welcome to keep on using their pool. Our eyes meet, briefly. In that moment I knew. He will take my virginity. The way I’ve been wanting to be taken.

Tita was dividing the housesitting chores between Patrick and I (yep, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, pool use had strings attached) so I’m there before they leave as Tita had a few last minute things to go over with me. Patrick was nowhere in sight. The brood finally leaves and I’m still alone. I go over to the pool and strip down to the sexiest, smallest bikini I have and float lazily on my back. I open my eyes and there he was. Sitting on the bar stool, sipping a glass of wine watching me.

I swim to the edge and slowly pulled myself out of the pool. He pours a second glass as I approach and silently hands it to me. I take it, sip and steps closer to him and sets the glass down. He wraps an arm around my waist and pull me in closer. I toy with a shirt button as I stare into his face. He takes a sip of wine, puts down the glass and swoops in for a kiss. I’m sixteen and I thought I’ve been kissed before – until now. His lips part mine, his tongue explores my mouth leisurely. As he didn’t swallow the wine it was swirling in our mouth, flavoring the increasingly passionate kiss. I wrap my wet arms around his broad shoulders and lean in getting him damp.

His hands roam my back down to my bottom, cupping me even closer. A hand slowly moves up my back and unknots my barely there top. He pulls it off and tosses it. Pushes me away, holds me in arms length and just look. I stand straight slowly tug at the knots of my bottom. My audacity astounds me. He continues to watch until my bottom falls off.

The hands on my hips slowly travel up my waist to my 36DDs and cups them, gently. His thumbs lightly rubbing my nipples. At this I gasp and let out a quiet moan. His mouth claims mine again in a hard kiss as his fondling hands become a little more rougher.

He stops. I was puzzled. He nods to the chaise, “lie down.” Naked me obeys. He strips as he follows me and I tremble at the sight of his buff naked body. He obviously spent considerable time in the gym. His penis is just impressive (or maybe those porn videos just doesn’t do justice to the male form?).

He straddles me, his knees next to my hips and draw my hands over my head and wraps my fingers against the edge of the chaise. He cups my face and his lips part mine and his tongue dives into my mouth, tasting, exploring, sucking. I grip the edge as the torrid kiss deepens and his fingers lightly graze my skin traveling down to cup my breasts, making me moan in pleasure. My nipples are lightly thumbed but his grip becomes increasingly rough and he leaves my mouth to suckle.

His hands stroke my hips, glides down to my thighs and grips me under my knees, he leans back on his, pulls my knees apart, spreading me wide. He looks at me – my arms stretched up, hands still gripping the edge of the chaise, my legs spread wide open, my bosoms heaving. His hands resting on my knees, slides up the side of my torso to fondle my breasts once again. The sight of his big hands with long tapered fingers mesmerized me. A hand slowly travels down across my stomach to cup my already wet, soaking pussy – I gasp.. then I moan when a finger dips, slides into me, his thumb gently runs over my clit. I get loud when his the press of his thumb gets firmer. My lower body twists, my legs start to come together, my hands reach for his arms. He stops, pushes me back and from under the chaise he pulls a long scarf, wraps my wrists, pulls my hands over my head and secures my wrists to the chaise. He pulls a couple more scarves and ties my ankles to both ends of the chaise keeping my  legs wide apart.

He stands up. Walks to the bar and grabs our half filled wine glasses. He takes a sip as he walks back toward me. He holds a glass to my lips and tilts the glass to allow me to sip. A few drops spills from my lips and dribbles down my silky white skin. He pauses, stares and takes a step back. He walks away and returns holding a camera. I protest and he ignores me. He takes a moment to compose and snaps. My protests silence when he shows me – the shot captures my body from the bottom of my jaw to my breasts with the focus on the blood red wine on my skin. It arouses me.

He puts the camera down and licks off the wine, finishing off with a hard suckle on my nipple eliciting a loud groan from me. The force hurts a little but the pleasure was intense.

His mouth travels down my torso, reaches the juncture of my thighs and stops. He kisses the top of my knee and travels down, pressing hot wet kisses on the inside of my thigh until he reaches my pussy. I was wet, glistening his warm breath a prelude to the pleasure of his firm tongue. He was driving me crazy – eating my pussy and stops as my moans get louder. I stare at him, baffled. He moves up. Straddles my chest – his 8inch cock even bigger right next to my face. He runs his tumescence over the planes of my face and gently forces my mouth open. With one hand against the back of my neck and another holding my face he forces his cock inside my mouth, his back arches and he lets out a loud moan as his penis hits the back of my throat. I struggle not to gag, he is gently fucking my face and hoarsely whispers at me to suck. I do and try not to gag but he is so big! I thought he was going to make himself come in my mouth but he stops and settles back again between my legs.

I stare at him in fear, in excitement. It was about to happen. I was about to get fucked.

His cock settles at the wet entrance of my pussy and he plunges. I scream and protest in pain. I struggle against the bonds. But he silences any more protest with his mouth on mine and his weight holding me down. Then he arches his back, pushing in deeper as he lets out a low groan. As I get used to his girth, he starts moving and I begin to feel the pleasure building up. His thick long, cock fills me, stretches me. I was tied down, his body keeping me from moving too much, I didn’t know what to do and all I was doing was reacting to the pleasure he was giving me. I was moaning, groaning, struggling against my bonds as he fucks me hard, his groans loud every hard thrust into me and makes me cum – the pussy muscles clenching, trembling around his cock, squeezing him. Orgasm with a cock in me blows me out of my mind and I scream.

As he collapses on me with sweat glistening off our bodies, we catch our breath and he releases my bonds. He tops off our wine glasses and hands me one. He grabs my hand, pulls me to the hot tub. We settle in, with my back against his chest and his arm around me, gently fondling my breasts. I feel his cock. It’s still hard and resting against the small of my back.

After finishing off the wine he sets our glasses down and pulling me again against his chest he fondles my breasts – this time with more force. While one hand is busy another slips down between my thighs to play with my clit. As his tongue places hot, wet kisses against my neck his fingers start to finger fuck my pussy. I was moaning, begging for him to fuck me. He pushes me onto my knees, I hold onto the edge of the tub and he positions himself behind me. His hands hold my hips in place and he plunges with such force that I scream – in pain and in pleasure. I was still sore from the earlier coupling. We were loud. Our moans, groans, curses fills the air.  The water was slipping over the edge of pool. His fingers slip down to my clit and that does it. I come with a scream, my clenching muscles brings him to climax and he thrusts his cum deep into my pussy.