Erotic Fiction Thursdays - By The Pool
"You've died, Mr. McConnell." She smiled a perfect smile. "You are now Mr. Tom Redding. And you've been chosen for something special."
That's what she had said to him three days ago. Since then - he hadn't been feeling apart of anything special. The drug she used to fake his death took some time work out of his system and he'd been on bed rest for two days. Today he was allowed to get up and walk around Hillcrest Manor. With Victoria as his guide. There was no way he could complain about that. Just looking at her almost made him ache with the fuzzy memories from the ordeal at the prison. He'd been given a pair of lightweight lenin pants and shirt to match. Apparently their location was warmer than his prison home of a few days ago.
"Jesus." John, now Tom, said. "This place is huge."
"Yes." Victoria responded with a smile. "Our benefactor has spent a great deal to see to it that we are well provisioned and well taken car of." Her loose, floral sundress flowed easily around her body and Tom tried to sneak a peak of what he was remembering of her from the prison.
"Our benefactor?" Tom said with a raised eyebrow. "And who might that be?"
"All in good time, Mr. Redding." She pushed open another set of doors to brilliant sunlight and the warm, humid air hit them.
"No complaints from me." he looked around and smiled. "Because this sure as Hell beats prison."
"I'm sure it does." She walked down the large stone stairs to the lower landing and the pool deck. "You've been in bed for two days, Mr. Redding. It's time to get you up and moving again."
"Thank god." Tom said. "I was about to go batshit crazy in that..." His words trailed off as they rounded the last step and Tom's eyes fell on the large, crystal-clear pool. That in itself was enough to impress him, but his eyes were drawn to the figure currently reclining on a chair by the edge of the pool. Short-hair, dyed electric blue stuck out in all directions with bright blue eyes peering out over a set of dark glasses. It was the glasses that caught Tom's attention - as it was the only thing she was wearing. Her tanned body was narrow and lean with small, perky tits resting beneath sharp collar-bones. She smiled at Victoria and turned her blue eyes on Tom. Her peaked hips framed a small patch of electric blue hair. She was something...
"And you must be Tom." She said. She stood and walked over to meet them and kissed Victoria gently on the cheek. "I'm Carrie." She said extending a hand to Tom.
"Uh..." Tom said. "Yeah. Tom." He smiled, shaking her hand, but failing to let go. "That's me." His eyes raced up and down Carrie's body taking in every muscle and curve on her frame. She was like some sort of nymph or pixie. She wasn't as tall as Tom first imagined. But still... she was probably 5'9"... it was her narrow, athletic body that made her seem to have legs for days. Tom suddenly became very aware of two things - One: he was still holding her hand. Two: His pants were fitting a little tighter than before. "Yep." He let go of her hand.
"Awe, you're cute." Carrie said. "And Victoria says you've got talent on and off the field."
"I'm not sure what that means." He said looking at Victoria.
"It means," Carrie said moving towards him and grabbing him through his pants. "That she says you're an excellent thief and you can fuck."
"Well, I mean, yeah..." He stammered.
"Good." She released his almost pulsing erection and took a step back. "We could use some new talent on the team." She turned with a wink and dove effortlessly into the pool without causing more than a slight ripple.
"Carrie is our infiltrator."
"Oh?" Tom said. He decided to stop trying to hide his erection and just let his lust-flag fly as it were.
"She can climb damn near anything, she's quiet, she's fast, and she's an excellent martial artist."
"But not a thief?"
"Oh, she's a thief. But she's also the girl who can climb through 300 feet of ducts without making a noise." Victoria smiled at the girl in the pool. "And she has nine lives."
"I... see." The blood rushing through his body following his two days in bed made his head fuzzy. He was having trouble thinking.
"Do you need to take care of that?" Victoria's honey-voice said as her eyes focused on Tom's still-present erection. "Sometimes, after the serum..." She hesitated an instant. "Well, let's just say that it can and does cause involuntary reactions." She smirked. "And what better way to get that out of your system and introduce you to one of your teammates than through sex?"
"You mean," He glanced at Carrie who was climbing out of the pool and toweling off her lithe body. "You mean her?"
"Well, of course, Mr. Redding." She grabbed the hem of her sundress and lifted it over her head revealing the body that Tom had almost written off as a dream. "I mean her, and me."
"Well..."His words failed him. "How do you... I mean, where would..."
"Oh, nothing too strenuous Mr. Redding." She said kissing him on the lips. "You're just going to eat my pussy while Carrie fucks your brains out." She smiled. "You'll barely have to do any work at all."
"I'm gonna do the what now?"
"Here." Carrie carried over a large, raft from the pool and tossed it on deck at his feet. "You just lie down for now."
"I mean don't I get a say?" Tom started.
"No. You don't." Victoria said. "Now shut up and get on the raft."
"I..." He decided to shut up and get on the raft. It was cold from the small droplets of water that still clung to its vinyl surface, but he was glad that it protected his back from the hard concrete. The sun shone directly in his eyes and he closed them for an moment to let them adjust. Then he felt his pants pulled from his body. A second later his shirt followed.
"Well, I'll be." Carrie said looking at Tom's pale skin in the sunlight. "He needs a tan."
"Yes he does." Victoria said. "We can work on that later."
"I haven't really seen the sun in a few months... no pool deck at the..."
"Shh." Victoria said interrupting him.
Tom felt the raft move and undulate as Victoria crawled onto the raft from above his head. He felt the sun disappear and he looked up to see her perfect breasts inches from his face. Without thinking, his tongue shot out and licked at them. Victoria kept crawling and he felt her long, red hair traced lines of electricity down his torso as she approached his cock. In this position, her legs pinned Tom's hand to the raft, placing her clit just above his tongue and her head just over his cock. She stuck out her tongue and traced the length of his shaft. Once, twice... then in one movement she took him into her mouth while she thrust her clit at his mouth. Tom opened his mouth and gently sucked at her clit, pulling her into his before lancing his tongue out and into her already wet slit. Victoria rocked her hips up and down, making sure his tongue left nothing untouched... and Tom loved the wet mess it was making of his face.
For several moments she moved, helping guide his tongue with her body while she slowly moved up and down the shaft of his cock with her mouth and hand. Carries, standing over them watching, gently messaged her own clit with her fingers. Watching Victoria work Tom like this was a learning experience and she was already getting worked up. Victoria was gorgeous. And watching her body move like that was sexy as hell. Victoria's hips rocked forward again and he tongue traced a line around her perineum and flicked gently at the area beyond. Victoria responded by rocking forward slightly more, giving him full access. She shuddered as his tongue explored and she pulled back from his cock and rose from it to look at Carrie.
"Your turn." She said to Carrie. She watched as Carrie moved in and started licking from the base of Tom's balls all the way to the tip of head of his cock while her hand still played with her clit. Victoria rocked back, supporting herself on her muscular thighs, keeping her now-dripping pussy positioned over Tom's roving tongue while she rocked forward and back, each time taking long, slow breaths.
Carrie continued stroking Tom to the point she couldn't take the delay any longer. She straddled him, sliding down his long, hard cock. It took her a few thrusts until she was all the way down and her insides felt like they were going to explode from the sensation. He was much bigger than Jim, one of the other team members and she marveled at the feeling he sent radiating up from cunt to her neck. She raised and lowered herself onto Tom thrusting down harder and harder with each go. Her nipples stood out and Victoria leaned forward and bit one of them. Carrie squealed in delight as her juices ran down Tom's cock. She could feel his hips pushing up to meet her as she pushed down and she reached down with her hand and started rubbing at her clit with her left hand while her right hand reached up and squeezed her own nipple.
"Oh, fuck..." Carrie said. "Oh, fuck oh fuck..." Each word was accentuated by a quiver from her thighs until at last she felt Tom's cock explode inside her as she let go. "Oh fuck!" She said. "Oh... jesus... that was nice." She kept gently rocking back and forth, slowly on Tom's, now spent, cock. "Oh, that was nice." She focused her attention on Victoria who was still rocking her hips back and forth on Tom's face. This image gave Carrie the fuel she needed and she felt the blood rising in her. She leaned forward and licked at Victoria's nipples while Victoria fucked Tom's face. The sight of it all brought Carrie to a second orgasm. As she climaxed Victoria took in a sharp breath, held it, and then shook all over. She dripped down Tom's chin as her body quaked with the force of her orgasm.
"I haven't had one like that in a while, Tom." She rolled off of him and lay on the raft. Her breath rising and falling in her chest. Carrie still sat atop Tom, she dripped with her fluids as well as his and she wiggled her hips back and forth, eeking out that last little bit from him.
"I..." Was all Tom could say. "Holy shit."
"Nice to meet you, Tom." Carrie said, standing and letting his cock slide out of her. Her lean body was outlined by the sun, and she dripped onto him from where she stood over him, legs spread. "We'll need round two soon." She turned and walked away. "But for now, I need a shower."
"Yeah." He said watching her ass recede into the distance. "Round two." His head flopped back onto the raft and he almost laughed. He had no idea what he'd gotten himself into... but he fucking loved it. "At some point," He said turning to Victoria. "I'll get to steal something?"
"You don't like getting fucked by beautiful women?" She said, finally daring to stand.
"Oh, no. Don't get me wrong. I love that." He watched her body and felt himself start to get hard again. "I'm just afraid I'm dreaming or something."
"You're not dreaming, Mr. Redding." She slid the sundress back over her head and shimmied it into place. "The first several weeks of your training will be fun, I assure you. They always are." Her face turned slightly more serious. "But after the fun passes, things will become very real and the stakes will be very high. So, enjoy all of this carefree sex by the pool. You're real training begins tomorrow." She stood and started to walk away. "Can you find your way back to your room on your own?"
"I, uh... Sure." He said with unease. And just like that - he was alone by the pool, covered in the bodily fluids of three people, breathing heavy and wondering what in the Hell he'd gotten himself into. But right now - he was having trouble caring.
He stood, and dove into the water. His dive was nowhere near as good as Carrie's... but at this point, he was just happy he could stand without falling over.
"And you must be Tom." She said. She stood and walked over to meet them and kissed Victoria gently on the cheek. "I'm Carrie." She said extending a hand to Tom.
"Uh..." Tom said. "Yeah. Tom." He smiled, shaking her hand, but failing to let go. "That's me." His eyes raced up and down Carrie's body taking in every muscle and curve on her frame. She was like some sort of nymph or pixie. She wasn't as tall as Tom first imagined. But still... she was probably 5'9"... it was her narrow, athletic body that made her seem to have legs for days. Tom suddenly became very aware of two things - One: he was still holding her hand. Two: His pants were fitting a little tighter than before. "Yep." He let go of her hand.
"Awe, you're cute." Carrie said. "And Victoria says you've got talent on and off the field."
"I'm not sure what that means." He said looking at Victoria.
"It means," Carrie said moving towards him and grabbing him through his pants. "That she says you're an excellent thief and you can fuck."
"Well, I mean, yeah..." He stammered.
"Good." She released his almost pulsing erection and took a step back. "We could use some new talent on the team." She turned with a wink and dove effortlessly into the pool without causing more than a slight ripple.
"Carrie is our infiltrator."
"Oh?" Tom said. He decided to stop trying to hide his erection and just let his lust-flag fly as it were.
"She can climb damn near anything, she's quiet, she's fast, and she's an excellent martial artist."
"But not a thief?"
"Oh, she's a thief. But she's also the girl who can climb through 300 feet of ducts without making a noise." Victoria smiled at the girl in the pool. "And she has nine lives."
"I... see." The blood rushing through his body following his two days in bed made his head fuzzy. He was having trouble thinking.
"Do you need to take care of that?" Victoria's honey-voice said as her eyes focused on Tom's still-present erection. "Sometimes, after the serum..." She hesitated an instant. "Well, let's just say that it can and does cause involuntary reactions." She smirked. "And what better way to get that out of your system and introduce you to one of your teammates than through sex?"
"You mean," He glanced at Carrie who was climbing out of the pool and toweling off her lithe body. "You mean her?"
"Well, of course, Mr. Redding." She grabbed the hem of her sundress and lifted it over her head revealing the body that Tom had almost written off as a dream. "I mean her, and me."
"Well..."His words failed him. "How do you... I mean, where would..."
"Oh, nothing too strenuous Mr. Redding." She said kissing him on the lips. "You're just going to eat my pussy while Carrie fucks your brains out." She smiled. "You'll barely have to do any work at all."
"I'm gonna do the what now?"
"Here." Carrie carried over a large, raft from the pool and tossed it on deck at his feet. "You just lie down for now."
"I mean don't I get a say?" Tom started.
"No. You don't." Victoria said. "Now shut up and get on the raft."
"I..." He decided to shut up and get on the raft. It was cold from the small droplets of water that still clung to its vinyl surface, but he was glad that it protected his back from the hard concrete. The sun shone directly in his eyes and he closed them for an moment to let them adjust. Then he felt his pants pulled from his body. A second later his shirt followed.
"Well, I'll be." Carrie said looking at Tom's pale skin in the sunlight. "He needs a tan."
"Yes he does." Victoria said. "We can work on that later."
"I haven't really seen the sun in a few months... no pool deck at the..."
"Shh." Victoria said interrupting him.
Tom felt the raft move and undulate as Victoria crawled onto the raft from above his head. He felt the sun disappear and he looked up to see her perfect breasts inches from his face. Without thinking, his tongue shot out and licked at them. Victoria kept crawling and he felt her long, red hair traced lines of electricity down his torso as she approached his cock. In this position, her legs pinned Tom's hand to the raft, placing her clit just above his tongue and her head just over his cock. She stuck out her tongue and traced the length of his shaft. Once, twice... then in one movement she took him into her mouth while she thrust her clit at his mouth. Tom opened his mouth and gently sucked at her clit, pulling her into his before lancing his tongue out and into her already wet slit. Victoria rocked her hips up and down, making sure his tongue left nothing untouched... and Tom loved the wet mess it was making of his face.
For several moments she moved, helping guide his tongue with her body while she slowly moved up and down the shaft of his cock with her mouth and hand. Carries, standing over them watching, gently messaged her own clit with her fingers. Watching Victoria work Tom like this was a learning experience and she was already getting worked up. Victoria was gorgeous. And watching her body move like that was sexy as hell. Victoria's hips rocked forward again and he tongue traced a line around her perineum and flicked gently at the area beyond. Victoria responded by rocking forward slightly more, giving him full access. She shuddered as his tongue explored and she pulled back from his cock and rose from it to look at Carrie.
"Your turn." She said to Carrie. She watched as Carrie moved in and started licking from the base of Tom's balls all the way to the tip of head of his cock while her hand still played with her clit. Victoria rocked back, supporting herself on her muscular thighs, keeping her now-dripping pussy positioned over Tom's roving tongue while she rocked forward and back, each time taking long, slow breaths.
Carrie continued stroking Tom to the point she couldn't take the delay any longer. She straddled him, sliding down his long, hard cock. It took her a few thrusts until she was all the way down and her insides felt like they were going to explode from the sensation. He was much bigger than Jim, one of the other team members and she marveled at the feeling he sent radiating up from cunt to her neck. She raised and lowered herself onto Tom thrusting down harder and harder with each go. Her nipples stood out and Victoria leaned forward and bit one of them. Carrie squealed in delight as her juices ran down Tom's cock. She could feel his hips pushing up to meet her as she pushed down and she reached down with her hand and started rubbing at her clit with her left hand while her right hand reached up and squeezed her own nipple.
"Oh, fuck..." Carrie said. "Oh, fuck oh fuck..." Each word was accentuated by a quiver from her thighs until at last she felt Tom's cock explode inside her as she let go. "Oh fuck!" She said. "Oh... jesus... that was nice." She kept gently rocking back and forth, slowly on Tom's, now spent, cock. "Oh, that was nice." She focused her attention on Victoria who was still rocking her hips back and forth on Tom's face. This image gave Carrie the fuel she needed and she felt the blood rising in her. She leaned forward and licked at Victoria's nipples while Victoria fucked Tom's face. The sight of it all brought Carrie to a second orgasm. As she climaxed Victoria took in a sharp breath, held it, and then shook all over. She dripped down Tom's chin as her body quaked with the force of her orgasm.
"I haven't had one like that in a while, Tom." She rolled off of him and lay on the raft. Her breath rising and falling in her chest. Carrie still sat atop Tom, she dripped with her fluids as well as his and she wiggled her hips back and forth, eeking out that last little bit from him.
"I..." Was all Tom could say. "Holy shit."
"Nice to meet you, Tom." Carrie said, standing and letting his cock slide out of her. Her lean body was outlined by the sun, and she dripped onto him from where she stood over him, legs spread. "We'll need round two soon." She turned and walked away. "But for now, I need a shower."
"Yeah." He said watching her ass recede into the distance. "Round two." His head flopped back onto the raft and he almost laughed. He had no idea what he'd gotten himself into... but he fucking loved it. "At some point," He said turning to Victoria. "I'll get to steal something?"
"You don't like getting fucked by beautiful women?" She said, finally daring to stand.
"Oh, no. Don't get me wrong. I love that." He watched her body and felt himself start to get hard again. "I'm just afraid I'm dreaming or something."
"You're not dreaming, Mr. Redding." She slid the sundress back over her head and shimmied it into place. "The first several weeks of your training will be fun, I assure you. They always are." Her face turned slightly more serious. "But after the fun passes, things will become very real and the stakes will be very high. So, enjoy all of this carefree sex by the pool. You're real training begins tomorrow." She stood and started to walk away. "Can you find your way back to your room on your own?"
"I, uh... Sure." He said with unease. And just like that - he was alone by the pool, covered in the bodily fluids of three people, breathing heavy and wondering what in the Hell he'd gotten himself into. But right now - he was having trouble caring.
He stood, and dove into the water. His dive was nowhere near as good as Carrie's... but at this point, he was just happy he could stand without falling over.
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