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Archive-name: Young/poollove.mf
Archive-author: Dr. Erotica
Archive-title: Pool of Love, The


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        /  \/  \               The Pool of Love               /  \/  \
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       \  {()}  /   A short story, but then the Doctor's     \  {()}  /
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	 \    /     best record time for a quickie is just     \    /
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	   \/            over 35 minutes.                        \/

The story you are about to read is true (maybe).

Only the names have been changed, to protect the guilty.

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"No, Valerie isn't here now, but she said she would back after she
ate dinner."

"Great", Karl said, relieved that he didn't have to perform a systematic
search for his sister, "I guess I don't have to go home now."

Connie's eye's glowed, and she coyly asked him, in a whispery tone,
"Could you help me fill my pool?  My parents went shopping, and
both my brothers left with their friends, so I don't have anyone
to help me."

It was hot enough to melt wood and Karl couldn't think of a reason not
to.  A nice cool swim sounded like a great idea, so he agreed to help.
Connie invited him inside and quickly led him to the back yard.

The swimming pool was one of those faded, twelve-foot diameter
Doughboy types with a wire-mesh support fence.  The fence needed
to be fastened before the pool could be filled, so while she held
one end, Karl walked the other end towards her, but couldn't quite
get both ends to meet.

Suddenly, she reached out with her left arm, wrapping it around his
waist and pulled him in close.  He was able to hook the ends together,
but could feel a warm, tingling throughout his body, starting at her
firm fingertips.  As he connected the remaining hooks, she continued
her hug, smiling as if expecting him to say or do something about it.

"There!", Karl gasped, "It's together.  Where's the hose?"

"Aren't you going to pull the sides up first?", she asked, her grip
on his waist was released, and she swayed her hips, an inviting smile
graced her full, plush lips.

"Yeah, sure", said Karl, half-stammering.  They walked around the pool
to the step ladder, and climbed in.  He worked deliberatly, and a bit
cautiously, moving clockwise around the pool.  She moved much faster
in the other direction, and met him before he could get a quarter of
the way around.

As they met, she turned to him, throwing her arms around his neck, and
falling forward, knocked him flat on his back.  She moved her head to
the side as they fell, which kept him from incurring a double concussion
as his head hit the ground.

"Ooooooh, I'm so tired.", she sighed.  Then, in almost the same breath
beamed out, "Do ya wanna go for a swim?"

"I don't think I can stay until the pool is filled."  For some unknown
reason Karl felt filled with an urgency to get home.

Her eyes dropped, and the smile which was previously engrained on her
face disappeared into a slight frown.  Then her eye's popped up, and
the smile returned.  "We could swim while the pool is filling up!"
Her tone was bubbly, and somehow seemed too cheerful to shun.

"Okay", he replied, "but I'll have to go get my swimming trunks."

"I've got some here", she said, as she led him up the step ladder,
"Let's get the hoses, and then I'll get you something from one of
my brothers' rooms."

One hose was already connected at the patio faucet, so they turned that
one on, tossed the end of the hose into the pool, and then went into the
garage for the other.

It was coiled and hanging from the ceiling, almost eight feet from the
floor.  Connie dragged a small wooden stepladder over and started to
climb up.

"Hold onto me", she said, as her hips passed his eyes.

Karl reached around her knees, while she stretched to remove the hose from
the ceiling hook.  As she struggled, her thighs would rub back and forth
across his face.  It was at this time, that Karl became aware of a mild
erection which was totally disassociated with the urinary function.

Connie was more than aware of her effect on Karl's groin area.  While she
feigned attempts to release the hose, her eyes would stray to catch a
glimpse of the outline of another shorter, but much more stimulating hose.

Meanwhile, she deliberately twisted and swayed in order to keep her now
dripping love muffin pressing and rubbing against any protuberance that
offered itself.

Finally, and unexpectedly, the hose came free from the hook.  Losing
support from above, Connie lost her balance, and twisting sharply, fell
over on him.  Karl quickly braced himself, and just barely kept them from
falling over.

They were precariously stable, but Karl couldn't tell how long he could
hold her up.  A wave of fear was working its way through his spine as he
pictured himself toppling over backwards, dropping her head first onto
the concrete floor.

She was doubled over his head, with her crotch planted firmly in his
face.  They were about three feet from the ladder, and Connie was trying
desperately to grab ahold of it.  Each time she would reach for it, Karl
would jerk forwards to avoid falling back.  Out of the corner of his eye,
he caught a glimpse of the garden hose, ...  still in her left hand.

Karl cried out, "LET GO OF THE HOSE!"

With her plump, warm muff firmly over his mouth, it came out as a
garbled, "LLF OO V TA OOZ!"

Karl felt her body relax, and could hear the hose fall to the floor.

"What did you say?", she asked, still leaning her warm crotch in his
face.  Somehow, Karl didn't feel the need to respond.

With his balance regained, He stepped backwards towards the ladder.
Connie grabbed a rung, and pulled her legs in, dragging him along.
Karl moved her legs around, so she could step onto the ladder.  With
a quick hop, she was on the floor, grabbing the hose, leading him out.

"Let's go!" she giggled, and they were racing out the door.

She stopped at the faucet on the side of the house and connected the hose.
As she turned on the water, a slightly evil glimmer came over her face.
"You better run" she said, with a little smirk, and then pointed the
business end of the hose in his direction.

Karl jumped back, just dodging the first gush, and ran across the yard
with Connie in pursuit.  He felt a splash hit his back just as he was
diving behind the pool.

Fortunately, Connie had run out of hose, so she tossed the end over the
side.  Karl got up and looked into the pool.  There was barely two inches
of water in the bottom. He could see that this was going to be a long
wait.

Connie ran around and threw her arms around his waist. "Let's get in!"
Her excitement was contagious and Karl felt an anxiety rush playing in
his stomach.

"Aren't we going to change?", was his naive question.

"Why?", she asked, as she pulled his shirt over his head.

"I don't know", Karl replied, carefully unbuttoning her flowered blouse.

As Karl undid the last button, she pulled the blouse back, and slid it
off her arms, tossing it on the lawn.  She drew in a deep breath, which
made her round, white breasts lift ever so slightly.  Her smile grew as
she pushed him back, and began working on his shoelaces.

"What kind of a knot is this?", she asked in a frustrated tone.

"It's a double knot.", Karl said, pulling it loose in a couple of moves.

She stood up and kicked off her shoes.  Then, with a most unreserved
air, unsnapped her shorts, and slowly pulled them down her firm, tanned
legs.  As she did so, her panties followed them for about six inches,
revealing a cute pair of blushed, rounded lips.  Karl's eyes could hardly
move from them, and he felt a tingle rush through his throbbing wad, as
a it oozed out a few moist drops into his BVDs.

Connie was enjoying the attention that her moist mound was receiving, and
took her time sliding the shorts down, making sure to give Karl the best
possible view of her puffing clit.  Casually tossing her shorts to the
ground, with eyes fixed to his, she reached down and slowly pulled her
yellow-striped panties up halfway, just covering the top of her crack.

Her eyes moved down to his pants, and feeling relaxed in all but one area,
he unzipped, and pulled off his jeans, stepping out of them as he stood up.
Connie smiled and briefly glanced up at his eyes, before returning her
gazed to the swollen front of his tight underwear.  A wet patch of semen
graced the end of his penis, making it appear somewhat visible.

"Let's get wet", she cooed, as she moved up against him, making full
chest contact.  Her breasts were small, but fleshy, and her nipples
pressed into him, causing yet another anxiety rush through his body.

They moved slowly towards the ladder.  She stepped up first, pulling him
towards her.  Just as Karl was about to step on, she leaned forward, once
again pressing her mound into his face.

"Ooops!", she giggled, "I slipped!"

She pulled herself back, and climbed inside.  Karl followed, and as he
stepping into the pool, she began laughing, and reached straight out,
grabbing ahold of his very firm, throbbing member.

"Look! A handle!", she laughed, "And it's dripping!" She squeezed the
end, causing another genital quiver, and another rush of semen to gently
flow through it.

Karl pushed her back into the ever-growing puddle, which was now barely
above ankle-level.  Connie moved towards one of the hoses, and Karl
responded in kind.  They both grabbed one and began spraying each other
with a very cold, but welcome shower.  As they fired back and forth, Karl
was becoming more accustomed to the chilly temperature, and was winning
the spray war.  Karl also noticed that his pecker had dropped from
attention, but he could still feel a slight, steady, and highly pleasing
ejaculation.

Suddenly Connie's body straightened out, her hose arching a spray that
landed at his side.  Karl moved his hose so that she was out of its aim.
She opened her eyes, smiled and said, "Hold still, I want to try some-
thing."

She moved her hose slighty to one side, causing the stream to land in
the middle of his lap.

"You try.", she said, and leaned back against the side of the pool.

Karl moved his hose down, and guided the stream slowly over her thigh, and
into the V of her crotch.  Her hips lifted slightly, and she dropped her
hose into the water.

As Karl moved the stream to the side, her eyes popped open.

"Put that back!", she snapped, and then with a grin she whispered,
"I'm not done yet."

Karl guided the stream back into position, and began following the motion
of her firm, quivering hips with the end of the hose.

Her legs began to part slowly, but steadily until they could spread no
further.  Her eyes closed, and her smile grew to a near grin.  She began
moving her hands along the outside of her thighs.  Her hips were moving
upwards, forwards, and from side to side.  A soft moan could be heard over
the splashing of water, and Karl could perfectly make out the shape of her
full pussy through the wet cotton panties.  Connie was feeling every inch
of her insides tingling, as wave after wave of cream worked its way out of
her vibrating tunnel of ecstasy.

Slowly, her eyes opened, her smile shrinking, but not leaving.  She
focused on Karl's bulging pecker.  It had grown beyond the limits of
his underwear, and was just peeking over the top of the elastic.
Connie laughed to herself, thinking of how much it looked like a cute
little animal.

"Okay, you can stop now", she sighed,  "Come here, the water's warmer."

Karl was filled with a need to hold her, ... to hold her very close, and
very, very tight.  He slid across the pool, send a small wave of water
crashing and flowing over her panties.

Connie reached out to him as he approached.  Her hands slid under his
shoulders.  She pulled him in, guiding his face between her pale, fleshy
breasts.  He instinctively began kissing them, moving his mouth around
every square inch of their surface.  Connie positioned her vagina against
Karl's hip, working it slowly around the top of his pelvic bone, and
sliding her thigh back and forth across his pulsating, dripping cock.

Karl was losing himself in the soft beauty of Connie's tiny round tits.
He moved his hands around her waist, feeling the motion of her body while
she writhed against him.  His pecker was transforming into a faucet of
come, as the softness of her upper leg massaged its length.

The water level was rising above their laps and splashing with each of
Connine's gentle pelvic lunges.  Her waist was tingling with Karl's
touch, but she wanted much more.  She gently took his left hand, and
slowly guided it across her smooth, flat stomach, down into the warm
juicy cleft of her soggy pussy lips.  She moved his hand around the
front, showing him where his touch could drive her to a frenzy.

He responded cautiously, somewhat atune to the frailty of the moist
treasure he held at his fingertips.  He moved them around, manipulating
her clit in small, pleasurable circles.  Her mouth moved up his arm,
her tongue dragging, while her chest pulsed with each breath.  She
settled her mouth against his neck, licking and kissing as she ground
her dripping love chasm into Karl's moving fingers.

Her hand slid downward, finding its way onto the top of Karl's cock.
She enveloped it in her fingers, squeezing and sliding, exploring the
slippery, semen-coated tip.  His hips moved in tune with hers now, as
she gripped his shaft, drawing more cum from its bulging, reddened head.

Karl could feel an enoromous well of sperm filling the length of his
swollen prick.  Connie could sense his excitement, and stroked him
faster, watching as squirts of love juice ejected themselves out of
his cock, and onto her stomach.   Karl's hands stopped suddenly, as
his back involuntarily arched.   He moaned loudly, as Connie jerked a
long ejaculation of silvery sperm that landed in a rainbow arc onto
her breast.  His hand fell from her panties as She pumped him faster.
Gobs and gobs of love goo oozed in a seemingly unending stream over
the back of her hand, dripping onto her stomach, and draining into the
swirling waters of their love-pool.

He leaned back, as a wave of fatigue gripped his entire body.  He gazed
into her golden-brown eyes, the only sound from him, a labored, but
soft breathing.  Her hand slid upwards with a final stroke, as she let
his waning erection fall into his lap.  She moved her fingers to her
lips, meeting the tip of her forefinger with her tongue.  His eyes
grew as he watched her slowly lick the juices of his orgasm from each
finger.

She reached to his hand, guiding it back into her honeypot.  Pushing it
down, she probed her tingling hole with his finger.  With his hand in
place, she stood up, causing the front of her panties to droop below
her now reddened lips.   She removed his hand, and with a devilish grin
requested, "Taste me."  As Karl moved his cum-wrinkled finger towards his
mouth, Connie slid one of her own fingers into her warm, oozing snatch.
Karl froze for a moment as he watched her suck the juice from the end.
He slid his finger into his mouth, sucking the slippery film, as she
moved towards him.

"Sweet, isn't it", she smirked. "Want some more?"

"Sure.  How much do you have?"

"A whole pussy full!" she glowed, "Sit up." she cooed.

Karl raised himself up, as Connie slid the soaking panties down the
length of her legs.  Tossing them into the water, she straddled his body,
bringing her rounded muff right up against his mouth.  "Lick it near the
top", she requested.  Karl complied with the willingness of a puppy.
Her hands reached over the edge of the pool, and she began grinding her
pussy into his mouth.

Instantly, she felt the rush of a tingly mini-gasm, as his tongue lapped
over her clit.  She arched forward, inviting his tongue into the warmth
of her sex hole.  He probed as far as his tongue would stretch, the juice
running into his mouth.  She was breathing loudly, and in short bursts.
Her body would drop slightly, and then raise up to meet his constantly
moving tongue.  She pushed her clit forward, and into his mouth.

"Suck it.  Suck it!", she pleaded.  Karl drew her fleshy little flower
inward, feeling it stretch like a miniature penis.   Connie squealed, and
a flow of love juice dripped over Karl's chin.  He slid his mouth down,
working his tongue into her undulating birth canal.  Her pelvis arched
forward, giving him full access to the fluids of her excitement.  His
tongue probed the cum-soaked lining of her pink portal, guiding the
sweetness of her climaxes into his mouth.

Connie was feeling herself slipping into a passionate desire she would
not have believed possible.  Karl's mouth was taking on a mind of its own,
as it responded to the gyrating motion of her firm and flexible hips.  As
she rotated away, it would take in the fullness of her mound, licking and
sucking her clitoris, bringing on a wave of love juice.  Her pussy would
react with a passionate kiss, climbing up to meet his mouth, spreading
open, eagerly swallowing his tongue.

She was tiring, but could not bring herself to break off the exquisite
pleasure that Karl was so expertly bringing to her young and tender body.
Connie pulled back slightly, gazing into his eyes with an almost drunken
smile.  "I can't stand up anymore, Karl", said the naked young woman.
"Let me turn around", she softly spoke, "You're beautiful, Karl.  I
want more.  You make me tingly all over."  She bent over, drawing his
face upward.  Their mouths met, tangling their lips together, and then
their tongues.

She slowly pulled away, turning to face his feet, her eyes closing with
a mild and pleasant fatigue.  Connie's tight round cheeks greeted Karl
as she turned.  He slid forward to meet them, embraced her willowy thighs,
and began kissing them, while sliding a finger into her dripping snatch.
Connie let out a cooing sigh and gently dropped to her knees.  Her pussy
backed slowly towards his face.  The sunlight caught the surface of her
vagina, reflecting brightly off the moist, pink tissue.  Karl gazed into
its beauty, as the motion of her hips caused her vagina to open and close
like the mouth of a small animal.

She felt her hole meet Karl's mouth, his tongue sliding around the surface
of her warm lips.  She took in a deep breath, and leaned forward.  As her
face broke the surface of the water, a fleshy projection probed the side
of ther cheek.  She lifted her head out of the water, her eyes opening
suddenly.  As the water cleared from her eyes, she was amazed to see that
the object was Karl's rock-hard cock, once again peering over the top of
his underwear.

Reaching down, she took the elastic in her hands, pulling them towards
his ankles.  As she slid forward, Karl followed her pussy, lapping away
at the stream of juice which coated the fluffy surface of her fleshy pink
butterfly.  An orgasm filled her, as his tongue grazed the front of her
vaginal wall.  She took another deep breath, and plunged her face below
the water line, taking the end of Karl's pecker into her mouth.  The taste
of his cream added to the pleasure of his tongue.  She gently gripped his
shaft, rolled her mouth around the tip, sucking in the watery mixture.

She lifted her head for a quick, full breath, and proceeded back for yet
another taste of his oozing love muscle.  She slid her fingers down to
feel his tightened balls.  A spurt of semen graced her tongue, flowing
upward into her throat as she gently suckled him.  She moved her hand up
around the base of his shaft.  With a gentle squeeze, she released still
more of his salty, sweet love juice.  The rush of his shaft produced an
orgasmic response from her pussy, which was unconsiously, and quite
uncontrollably grinding itself into Karl's active mouth.

The water had risen up to Connie's clit, cooling it, but not stopping
the burning desire for lustful excitement.  She came in a forceful wave
of pleasure that caused Karl to slide forward slightly.  She drew herself
up, and as Karl pulled himself up, turned to face him.  Her legs wrapped
themselves around his waist, like a muscular set of arms.  His solid and
throbbing cock was met by her soft, open pussy.  She pulled forward,
wrapping her arms around his neck.  A passionate kiss was exchanged as
her flowery pussy lips worked their way across the length of his erection.

The were embraced in a dance of pleasure.  Their sex organs flowing in
an unending stream of passion.  the desire for fullfillment overwhelmed
her as she slid her pelvis forward, and in a single motion, lunged ever
so slightly backwards, taking Karl's pulsing shaft into her well-moistened
and convulsing vagina.  A sharp twinge of pain gripped her crotch, but it
quickly subsided into a wave of enveloping pleasure.

Their kiss was broken, as they pulled back, gazing deeply into each others'
eyes.  Their hips were moving slowly, but deliberatly, causing the cool
water to alternate splash the sides of the pool.  As Connie leaned back,
she could feel a strong pleasurable sensation growing within her womb.
Her hand reached for Karl's, slowly guiding it to her cool, firm clit.
He began rotating it, and teasing it, as he watched Connie's active pussy
climb and slide along the length of his throbbing cock.  From the surface
of the water, her lips looked large as they opened and closed to the
rythm of his fingers and the pumping of his prick.

Connie leaned forward, pressing her mouth against the side of his neck.
Her eyes closed tightly, as her fingers squeezed into his ribs.  Her
hips began thrusting in short, sharp lunges.  A muffled squeal vibrated
against his neck as she pushed herself down the entire length of his
pulsing, solid cock.  Karl could feel the muscles of her vagina squeezing
it as she heaved.

Her hips slowed, and she rolled off of him, floating back in the cold
water of their newfound love.  He reached out and gently rubbed her
pussy as she floated.  Her head turned towards him, a glowing smile
filled her face.  He pulled her in, kissing her sweetly, giving her
breasts a gentle fondling.

She reached down to feel the tool that had given her more pleasure than
any experience she could begin to remember.  It was still hard and oozing
with the slime of his juices.  Exhausted with pleasure, she felt the most
uncontrollable desire to feel him in her mouth once more.

Staring at his creaming wad while she pumped it's length, she softly
requested him to move to the step ladder.  They swam through the shallow
water, across the pool to the ladder.  When they reached the ladder, Karl
turned and while facing her, ascended the steps.  Connie slid her hands
up and down Karl's hips as he ascended the steps.

He sat himself halfway up, exposing his pecker in the setting sunlight.
Connie's tongue slowly crawled around the inside of her lips.  Her hands
gently fondling him, while she watched the clear juice welling at the top
of his solid, bulging member.  Her mouth moved slowly towards the prize, 
stopping close enough for him to feel her warm breath against the head.
His eyes closed, and in an ecstatic rush, his cock oozed a flow of clear
cream that seemed to crawl over the side of her thumb.

Her mouth opened slightly, as he felt himself being swallowed slowly.
She circled the end of his cock with her tongue, taking in his sweet,
honey-like nectar.  Her hand worked its way down to the base of his shaft.
She pulled it up, drawing another stream of semen as she moved.

Her eyes looked up at his.  She slowly opened her mouth, and lifted her
head up, gazing at his eyes as they opened.  She drew herself up slightly
and gently pressed his throbbing wad against her chest.  She smiled at
him, as she worked the end across one breast, twisting slightly to stroke
it with her nipple.  Her hand pumped still more juice from his pecker, as
she painted an imaginary picture over both of her firm, dome-shaped tits.

Her eyes dropped back down to the sight of his darkened love pump.  The
end was coated in a more silvery-colored cream.  She felt an empathic rush
of juice flowing through her vagina.  Her head lowered once again, mouth
opened, tongue extending to meet his gyrating shaft.  She slid her other
hand into her tingling crotch.  A finger climbed upwards, and inside.

The only thought in Connie's mind was pleasure.  She was feeling it inside
her mouth and snatch.   Both of their sensual juices were coating her
fingertips.  She began sucking him loudly, pumping his cock faster, until
she was almost pounding herself in the face.  Her hips were pumping against
the motion of her fingers.  She pulled one out of her pussy, only to slide
two back in.  Karl could hear the muffled moans of her climaxes, as she
sucked his cock like a candy cane.

She was slurping now, as his cock was a steady flow of spermy semen.  Her
body tensed and relaxed in a wave of pure pleasure.  She felt his pecker
pulse and as she relaxed her grip slightly, released a gush of sperm into
her mouth.  Her eyes opened widely in response to the drastic change in
taste.  As she pulled back slightly, in order to swallow, his cock burst
with an orgasmic spurt that caught her full in the lips.

She leaned forward licking him completely, still fingering herself into
an orgasmic explosion of her own.  Her hand stroked him while her tongue
found every drop of his climactic juices.

Feeling exhaustion in her thighs, she drew herself up, kissing every inch
of his stomach and chest, licking him heavily around the neck.  Her lips
climbed up the side of his cheek, crossing to meet his lips.  She wrapped
her arms around his neck.  They kissed for what seemed like an eternity,
their tongues uninhibittedly exploring each others' mouth.

She leaned backwards, pulling him from the ladder.  They landed in a
splash, floating together in a seemingly unbreakable embrace.  Finally,
their lips parted.  As their eyes met, both were overcome with a dizzy
feeling of giddiness.  She began giggling loudly.  It was contagious.
He suddenly couldn't control himself, and was laughing, while trying to
kiss her.

She squeezed him tightly, and rolled around, they disappeared under the
water, rising up, still giggling in ecstasy.  He sat up, lifting her onto
his lap.  They faced each other, smiling and kissing.

Once again, Connie's eyes began to grow, as did the enormous smile that
never seemed to leave those exotic lips.  She could feel Karl's cock
growing under her pussy.  Her tongue slid slowly out of her lips, moving
from one side to the next.  She reached down with one hand, finding the
somewhat eternal hard-on, and with the grace of a ballerina, guided it
into her very relaxed pussy.

She had no idea how long a fuck could last.

She was damn sure going to find out.


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