Dave knelt on the uneven wood surface, which wobbled in the water, and winced. “Fuck this. I have a better idea.”
Thank the stars he’d focused on building up strength in his arms for times, just like this, when his leg could have otherwise been a hindrance. He positioned Kayla with her ass teetering on the edge and her body parallel to Neil and Devon.
She peeked over at them while Dave turned and, with a single fluid motion, stepped off the platform again, going under with a whoosh that rang in his ears. When he surfaced next to Devon, he apologized for the waves that made her slosh in between Neil’s legs. But once he ensured she was steady again, he beached himself over Kayla, probably looking like a hairy whale at an aquarium show and not caring much about his tanned ass on display. After running a naturist resort for more than a decade, there wasn’t much of him not used to being exposed to daylight.
Unfortunately, the cold hit him like a delayed fist in the gut. He shook water from his hair and hooted. “That’s a bit chilly.”
“Didn’t think your plan through all the way, did you?” Mike chuckled as his hand on James’s head directed the other man up and down, up and down. “Don’t worry, I’m sure Neil or James will be more than happy to fuck your wife for you.”
Oh hell no. Not this time. He braced himself on his bulging forearms and admired his wife beneath him. She was so pretty, her tattoos bright in the late summer sun.
Kayla immediately wrapped her thighs around his waist, hugging him tight and bringing him close to exactly where he wanted to be most.
He levered himself more upright, part in the water and part out, using the buoyancy to help offset his weight and keep from crushing her. “Much better.”
His wife smiled up at him and hummed. “I think so too, but it’ll be best if you get inside me. Hurry. I’ll warm you right up again.”
He wasn’t about to keep her waiting.
He braced himself on straight-locked arms, his legs floating behind him. Propping himself up with his arms was no problem and the weight off his thigh and knee was a relief, allowing him to focus on entirely more pleasurable parts of his body.
Kayla glanced over and shared a secret smile with Devon, who clenched her fingers on Neil’s flanks, ignoring everything but making him moan into the afternoon air.
Dave fisted his cock and pumped it a few times, his balls bobbing in the water and only increasing how ridiculously good he felt. He couldn’t wait to bury himself in his wife’s steamy pussy and show her exactly how much he loved seeing this hint of the old her instead of the one he’d feared would be irreparably damaged, scarred emotionally like he had been physically.
He balanced on one forearm and hunched his back as he ringed the base of his cock with two fingers and aimed it at the opening to Kayla’s body. She arched her back and squirmed until they were aligned, fit together perfectly. Her head went back and her eyes opened so wide he could see the sky reflected in them as he set the head of his cock against her flesh and began to work inside it.
She scalded him, feeling even warmer and softer than usual as he joined himself to her.
It took longer and involved a few more grunts and adjustments as he used his grip to drag the rest of his body closer to her, but each inch he burrowed inside Kayla made them both moan and sigh. She stretched around his erection, taking him gracefully despite his unusual size. And yet her pussy rippled around him, with velvety heat.
She squeezed him, her muscles working around his shaft as he began to bore in and out.
Kayla’s arms went around him. She caressed his back as she smiled up at him. “Hi.”
“Hey.” He laughed, then said, “Sorry I skipped straight to the good stuff.”
“I couldn’t wait either.” She shifted beneath him, helping him grind into her.
Dave ducked his head and kissed Kayla while he made love to her, wishing he’d taken more time to toy with her piercings and taste the fresh water on her skin.
“You can feel free to hurry the fuck up too,” Morgan teased Joe.
He lay down next to Neil and patted his abs. “I’m not going to argue with you—I’m not that dumb. Hop on, cupcake.”
She did just that, sinking over him in a crouch that would have made a stripper jealous. Reaching behind her, she angled his dick upward and slid onto it as if she’d been waiting years instead of probably only a few hours to have him inside her again.
Dave didn’t blame her. Joe was a hell of a fuck. His cock jerked as he thought of the times his friend had bent him over on a job site and sated him until he went home to Kayla.
As if she could read his thoughts, she whispered in his ear, “Maybe next time he’ll fuck you while you fuck me. Would you like that?”
Dave groaned and drilled into her, harder than he’d intended. She didn’t seem to mind, her pussy squeezing him and making it impossible for him to slip free. Neil was staring at him fucking Kayla while Devon worked his cock with her mouth.
And soon Kate was clearing her throat. “I think you’ve done a good enough job there, James. Mind if I steal that cock from you? I think Devon might have a use for your talents.”
Devon raised her head long enough to shout, “Yup! Uh huh. I do.”
James raised his head and looked to Mike, who nodded. “Debt paid. Thanks.”
Before James could stand, Mike wrapped his hand around the back of James’s neck and used the grip to haul him upward. He showed proper appreciation with one hell of a kiss. Kate stroked both of their cheeks as she smiled lovingly at them.
And then, when they broke apart, she rubbed both of their cocks too. James shuddered.
“Better get in that water so you last until your wife does.” Mike nudged him toward the edge of the platform. “Or help her get there faster—that’s even better.”
When they did this, fucking in front of each other but staying within their married units, they almost always seemed to come at the same time or close to it. Dave thought it was like their bodies’ way of being demonstrated they were united, even when they were technically separate.
He couldn’t say they tried to do it on purpose, but their connection was so strong that when one of them felt something deeply, it affected the rest of them equally.
Mike grabbed Kate and flipped her, gently since he’d never risk hurting their baby, but quickly so that she ended up on the fully reclined chair beneath him. Dave couldn’t help but remember when they’d fucked on a similar one beside the pool at the renovation job where they’d met Kate, who lived next door.
That summer had changed his life forever. For the better.
James leapt between Neil and Dave, diving into the water in a graceful arc then bobbing to the surface between his wife’s legs. He wrapped his arms around her waist and treaded water, but no matter how he angled his head, he couldn’t quite fasten his mouth to her pussy without choking a bit on the lake.
“Hang on, let me help.” Neil tipped forward and wrapped his hands around Devon’s tiny waist, then leaned back again, effectively cantilevering her ass up and out of the water.
“Perfect.” James smacked it playfully, then slipped beneath her, lapping at her even as he slid three fingers into her pussy.
She moaned around Neil, who tensed, but he never wavered or let her dip even a fraction of an inch.