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Great! Can't wait to get hold of that lovely cock. *

Meet at the pool in town. Friday night, 7pm ok? *

Ha ha, did I not tell you? Doh! Jenny xxx *

"Jenny." I said aloud. It rang in my brain like a delicate tinkle. The complete opposite of her dirty sexuality. My phone buzzed again.

Or you could call me Tommys fuck slut x *

Holy shit. I needed to be somewhere private. Fast.

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The following two days I did nothing but masturbate to fantasies of our forthcoming meeting or videos of men fingering men, just to make sure I got it right of course. I removed hair around my balls and trimmed my pubic hair although I was blessed that it grew quite neat all by itself. I spoke to Jason on the phone a couple of times but once again failed to mention Jenny. I'm sure he could tell something had me wired.

On Thursday afternoon I got a request from Jenny for one final image before we met. She wanted me naked and fully erect, my hands behind my head and legs wide, with a handwritten note held between my teeth saying I liked it in the ass. I thought nothing of it and used the arm chair in the lounge to spread myself out. In return I wanted one of her fingering her pussy. She duly obliged and added Tommys Fuck Slut written below her belly button. The rest of Thursday was as you'd expect.

Jason met me outside college on Friday morning, an unusual thing for him to do.

"Are you okay?" He asked putting an arm around my shoulders. "You seem to have been a little, um, distracted for the last couple of weeks?"

"No I'm fine." It was a lie by omission. I sighed. I could lie to most people but I didn't like doing it to Jason. I didn't know why. "I'm going to meet someone later and I'm nervous."

Jason smiled, a gentle knowing look. He knew how many girls I went through and that I never got nervous. So this was either one I really liked or something different.

"Anything I can help with?" He tightened his arm around my shoulders a couple of times, drawing me into him.

"Thanks but no. She's kinda, um..." I paused, how the hell would I explain this one? Jason she's a fucking slut and wants to get filthy with me. Then it struck me. "She's older."

"She's older?"

"Yeh, 26."

"That's nothing." He said after a few moments. "36 would have been something. She's only seven years older than you." He removed his arm from me and walked into college. He seemed to be a little quieter all of a sudden. As we entered the lecture hall something niggled at me but I had to dismiss it as we took our seats and the presentation started.

Jason's hug goodbye was half assed but I didn't think about it. I had to get home, changed, grab my swim shorts and get to the pool. After paying entry I descended the main staircase to the changing rooms and got hit by a wall of heat and Chlorine. I knew I was early but I couldn't help myself. The changing rooms were unisex. A village type affair with green, blue and yellow pastel colours for the various sized cubicles and 'islands' of numbered grey lockers. Several men and women passed me and kids ran around. I ignored them all, got changed into my board shorts, (Quiksilver red and black if you're interested), and walked to the pool as fast as I could on a wet floor. I needed to hide my growing arousal. Anticipation was a bitch.

It wasn't quite half six and parents with their kids were finishing off lessons and playtime. The cacophony was bone jarring, which at least diminished my excitement, and I headed for the deep end. A few oldies pulled slow laps but otherwise this end was empty. I dropped into the warm water and spent some time submerging myself, more to get away from the noise than anything else. I lost track of time and only noticed it was quieter when I checked the huge timing clock hanging from the high ceiling. I started to look around. I tried to appear relaxed, but swimming up and down the pool staring into the changing area and trying to see around corners gives only one impression.

She was sat on the pool edge at the deep end grinning at me. I saw her as I swam back down from the other end. I must have looked like a desperate idiot. I flashed a sheepish smile at her. She beckoned me over with a curling finger and I swam to her, trying to be the best, most powerful swimmer in history. As I approached she leaned back on her hands and parted her thighs. She looked incredible, far better than any picture could convey. She wore a tiny two piece yellow and orange bikini. Although she had small breasts, they were barely contained by the small triangles of yellow fabric and her erect nipples created little tents. My gaze drifted down her tanned flat belly, recalling the written messages, and to her little bikini bottoms. The orange and yellow harlequin pattern was tight against her pussy I saw the outline of her lips, as she no doubt intended. Then the image went watery as I sunk.

Splashing to the surface and snorting water I found her giggling. I'd been so enraptured with the sight of her that I forgot to swim. She patted the pool edge between her legs. I paused not quite believing my luck, then pulled myself forwards. Her legs were wide and I was able to get one arm and my chin resting on the edge. I chanced my luck and stroked her left calf under water.

"We meet at last." She whispered and smiled at me.

"Yeh. Cool." I felt like a twat the moment I said it. "I... I mean I'm really p...pleased you're here..." She giggled again. Her voice was like soothing music in my head. I struggled to maintain eye contact both from my lowly position and because I wanted to check out her body. She read my mind;

"Feel free to look where you want, pretty cock." She closed her eyes and turned her face up to the ceiling. Her mention of my cock reminded me it was there, and it was hard tenting my shorts, the water allowing greater space than normal. I took her up on her offer and scanned her again. Those little tits were a beautiful tear drop shape and from what I saw of her nipples, and remembered from pictures, they were a decent size and the erect buds were like football studs. I liked bigger nipples, just not the ones that covered the whole breast. But it was her pussy I saw best of all. Being this close I could almost see through the material. It clung to her wet lips showing me her slit and not a single wayward hair could be seen escaping from the edges. I breathed in hoping to smell her sent but all I got was Chlorine.

"Allow me." She whispered from above me and I realised she had returned her attention to me and been watching. She leaned forward and held the back of my head with one hand. Then she wriggled her ass forward. Her pussy came into contact with my nose and I almost came. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. Behind the cold wet bikini was the warmth of her pussy, and the smell. She smelled wonderful. Incredible. At once fresh and aroused, musty and tangy. Then my brain conspired against me to ruin my moment and I remembered where we were. I panicked and sunk into the water, resurfacing a few feet from her.

"Sorry." I said, trying to maintain eye contact without having to look at her face. It didn't work. "Public you know..."

"That's part of the fun isn't it?" She answered, remaining where she was, legs apart for the world to see. I didn't know how to answer. It had been very erotic, knowing anyone in the pool could have seen. The lifeguard may have but he didn't do anything.

After watching me for a couple of minutes she stood.

"See you in the family changing room, green one, opposite the 7 lockers." She padded away and I watched her bubble ass wiggle as she went, the small bikini disappearing between her cheeks halfway down. I thought of my cock between those ass cheeks, her bent over somewhere grunting every time I slammed home. Shit. Stop Tom. I had to lose my erection if I was going to get from the pool to the changing room, but it was no good. It wouldn't go away. I looked around. There weren't many people in the pool and I saw no one in the changing area. I tucked it into the waistband of my shorts and heaved myself out the pool. The weight of water pulled down on my shorts and my erection popped out. With haste I pulled them up, repositioned myself and hurried to the cubicles. I found locker block 7 and turned around. There was one green cubicle and the door was ajar. I pushed it slowly open, ready to bounce back with an apology if someone else was in there. It was empty. I entered to look behind the door, and she followed me in.

She was stunning. There was no other way to describe her. Seeing her in that tiny yellow and orange bikini caused my erection to grow painful. Water dribbled down her flawless tanned skin and slim body and over those beautiful small breasts. Her erect nipples poked through the two tiny triangles of material. Standing with her legs apart showed me the outline of her pussy. It all served to make me go weak at the knees. I almost dribbled.

"Wow!" I know it was a stupid thing to say but the only other option my brain allowed me was 'uhuhuhuhu'.

She smiled, stepped towards me, and gently cupped my groin.

"There's that lovely hard cock." She whispered. She caressed me for a few seconds while I stood there, frozen. Then the most beautiful girl on earth lowered herself to her knees, maintaining eye contact with me all the way, pulled my shorts down and took my length in her warm wet mouth.

She was an expert. I had never had a blow job like it. Suction like a vacuum cleaner and a tongue that could tease the Oyster out of its shell. As her long hair dried it started to flick around with the fast motion of her head. I lasted less than three minutes and as my orgasm approached I tried to pull away but she grabbed my ass with both hands and forced my cock into her throat. I erupted in her mouth, shot after shot of intense, knee trembling orgasm. I cried out and put my hand over my mouth to stifle it. She remained on her knees in position, licking at my softening dick. It took as long as the blow job to go fully soft and I was in her mouth the whole time. She even pushed her tongue under my foreskin and circled my soft head. I jerked when she hit the sensitive edge.

When she decided I was satisfied, something I had been since I fired semen into her mouth, she stood and brought her face up close to mine. She opened her mouth and I saw it resting, her tongue lapping at it. Oh by Christ I'm in love! The closest I'd got to this was an ex let me cum in her mouth, and then spat it out again. Jenny was savouring it like a fine wine. She brought her hand to the back of my head and moved in to kiss me but I pulled away in shock. She pulled back and closed her mouth. Smiling and maintaining eye contact, she swallowed. Then she moved back in for the kiss and this time I submitted. Her big soft lips fixed on mine and her tongue was strong and dominating. When I tried to enter her mouth she resisted and forced herself further into mine. I could taste my seed as a mild, salty burning sensation that spread everywhere. I'd never tasted spunk before. She sucked my tongue and bit my lower lip. I melted into her arms and against her hot body and she wrapped herself around me, one leg hooking over my hip. We remained in that position for far longer than her sucking me.

She pulled away and took a step across the cubicle, pulling the bench away from the wall. I thought all these benches were fixed but perhaps the family one was different. She turned to me.

"Lay down yummy spunk." She whispered. "Your turn."

Without hesitation I stepped to the bench, leaving my shorts on the floor. I lay down on my back, the cold plastic jarring. I watched while she slid her bikini bottoms over her ass and let them fall then straddled the bench and me. I stared. There it was. That beautiful smooth pussy. I saw light glint from her slick wet lips and watched it descend until I went cross eyed as she lowered herself onto my face. I stuck my tongue out ready to receive and the first touch was electric. My whole body quivered. She paused and gave me the chance to run the tip of my tongue along her moist slit before putting more weight down. I opened my mouth. As her body weight was transferred to my jaw her lips parted and I flicked at her exposed clit. A muffled moan came from above. I felt both her palms rest on my forehead and bear weight to both help her balance and restrain me. I wanted to run my hands over her body but let them drop behind me either side of the bench and rest on the tiled floor.

Jenny's taste was as delicious as her smell. Musty with the unmistakable girl tang and yet not pungent. I forced my tongue into her hole and got rewarded with more juices. Back to her clit I licked harder, using the flat of my tongue then flicking at it. She rose a centimetre or two and I was able to form an 'O' with my lips around her clit and sucked, flicking my tongue over the end. After a few minutes she wriggled over my face covering me in her wetness before returning to sitting down on me. Her hole was more open and I could get a bit more of my tongue in, pushing it in and out. When she rose again I sucked at her clit.

A good ten minutes passed like this before she changed and started to thrust her groin into my face. A rhythm developed and I knew she was building to climax. I responded to her rhythm. As she thrust down I sucked her clit and as she pulled away I flicked it. I felt her guttural grunts as vibrations through her pussy before I heard them, but they grew louder, turning from short grunts to moans to elongated wails. She removed a hand from my forehead and they became muffled. Less than a minute later she screamed into her hand and lifted away from my face. Tangy water sprayed across me and into my still open mouth. It tasted of piss and her juices.

She collapsed down onto my chest panting, her wetness leaking across my torso. I looked down at her pussy glistening like morning dew in the sun.

"So... Sorry Tommy." She panted, taking deep breaths and calming down. "I didn't tell you."

"I've never made a girl squirt before." I said, a big grin creeping across my face. She giggled.

"I didn't expect you to be that good baby." She mussed my hair and took a final deep breath as she threw her head backwards. I ran my hands across her thighs and over her ass, (very firm). Finding no resistance I continued over her slim waist and up towards her breasts. It was like stroking silk. I reached her bikini top and pushed my fingers under the material. She didn't stop me, so I continued until my hands covered her firm tits and the bikini was pushed out the way. I squeezed and she gave a soft moan. Her nipples were still hard and dug into my palms. I squeezed harder. They were perfect breasts.

"You don't mind my hard nipples?" She looked back down at me but placed her hands on my thighs and leaned back.

"No, I love them." I looked sheepish, I may push this too far. "I love your breasts. Actually, your whole body is perfect." She smiled.

"Guys I've had before got a bit fed up with them always being hard whenever I'm horny." She bit her lower lip, it made her look young and vulnerable and my erection came back, fully recovered.

"Really?" Noted, hard nipples equals horniness. "Are they weird? Surely it's good to know?"

"Ha!" She leaned forward and caressed my face, her slick pussy sliding down my chest. "But I'm always horny! Some hated their dads and friends seeing my nipples through whatever top I was wearing." I concerned myself with that for about a picosecond.

"I love them. So..." I made eye motions toward my hard on. "You're still horny then?"

"Ha ha! Tommy!" She swung a leg over and stood up. I very reluctantly released her breasts. "We have no protection."

"You swallowed my cum!" I said.

"Yes," she turned to face me while putting her top back in place, "something I shouldn't have done but I was so desperate for that lovely cock."

She looked around for her bikini bottoms but grabbed my shorts instead. Looking at me in the eye with a mischievous look on her pretty face, she turned them inside out and used the crotch to wipe her wetness away from her vagina and thighs. I didn't know what to say. She came over and kneeled down, putting my feet into the shorts then pulling them up for me. Instead of tying them closed, she wrapped the string around my erection. She stood, beamed at me, kissed me on the lips, and retrieved her bikini bottom.

"I thought you wanted to be my fuck slut?" It came out as a petulant whisper. She cupped my face with her hands.

"I will be, that's a promise. But we get tested first." She kissed me, turned, and left the cubicle. When she returned she had her belongings and I watched her dry and dress. First pretty pink panties with white edging, white ankle socks, jeans and a tight yellow top that highlighted her hard nipples. Then she was gone. I was a mess, both physically and emotionally. On one hand I had just had the best time ever with a girl and it wasn't even sex. On the other I was now intensely aroused and very frustrated. I was also confused at her swallowing my load but not wanting to fuck me. It felt like my happiness had been ripped out of me. I very nearly turned teary.

Stop being a fucking idiot. I pulled myself together. I had to get changed and do so without anyone seeing my erection which refused to die away. I pulled on my shorts properly, and holding them up with one hand I peered out the cubicle. No one, great. I grabbed my locker key from my wrist and proceeded to block three. I got my stuff and turned to find a smooth, muscular pretty boy wearing red shorts stood there. The lifeguard. Both my hands were carrying something and my cock was tenting my shorts. He looked down and held his gaze there for a few seconds, then looked back up at me, smiled and winked. He walked off. Embarrassed I changed quickly and drove home.

Laying on my bed after a powerful wank I realised I had been a bit of a child at the pool. I send a message to Jenny.

** Sry about being a dick. It was amazing and I just didn't want it to end. Xx

** Hope to see you again. Xx

After five minutes and no reply I was hard again, my thoughts reliving our encounter. I placed my shorts back over my face to get her scent, pushed two fingers back in my ass, and recommenced stroking.

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Waking on Saturday morning I found I had done it again. I'd passed out before tidying anything up. Mum could have found me, this time with my own shorts over my face, my legs wide and cock in hand. In fact I couldn't believe I had remained in the same position all night. The wet shorts had made the pillow damp either side of my head. I threw on a tshirt and some jeans, and checked my phone.

Don't be silly baby *

I shouldn't have teased you, my bad *

I shouldn't have swallowed, I don't normally do that *

Every guy has to be tested first, so count yourself THAT hot J *

Get a test done asap *

Then I AM your fuck slut xxx *

I also got a text from Jason asking if I was ok and how it went. I thought about telling him everything but thought in person would be better. We had an odd relationship, he knew all about me, but never seemed to tell me about his intimate moments.

** It was gr8 Jas, I think she wants to see me again J

** Beer later?

I got a quick reply from him and we arranged to go out that night. In the meantime I had to make my first ever visit to the sexual health clinic. Joy.

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"It was... SO hard core." I finished.

"It sounds like you are in love already!" Said Jason.

"Ha! She's just, so wrong, so...so dirty. She's what I've always wanted."

"Really? You sure about that? You do seem to get bored of girls pretty quickly."