Heatwave Reunion at the Pool

The moment I spotted her across the hotel pool deck, my cock twitched like it remembered every filthy night we’d spent together two years ago. Elena was stretched out on a lounger in a tiny white bikini that barely contained her full tits, her tanned skin glistening with oil under the Mediterranean sun. I’d come to this Greek seaside resort to clear my head after a brutal breakup, but seeing my ex-lover again sent raw lust slamming through me. The air smelled of salt, coconut sunscreen, and that unmistakable heat between us that never really died.

“Fuck, you look good enough to eat,” I said, walking straight up without thinking. My voice came out rougher than I meant.

Elena’s sunglasses slid down her nose. Those dark eyes locked on mine, and a slow, wicked smile curved her lips. “Leo. Still can’t stay away from trouble, huh?” She sat up, her heavy breasts shifting, nipples already poking against the thin fabric. “Or did you follow me here?”

“Pure coincidence,” I lied, dropping into the chair beside her. My swim trunks were already getting tight. “But I’m not complaining. That bikini’s criminal.”

She laughed, low and throaty, the sound going straight to my dick. “You always did like me half-naked.” Her gaze dropped to the growing bulge between my legs. “Looks like some things never change.”

The tension crackled. We’d ended things badly—too much work, too many fights—but the sex had always been insane. Before I could overthink it, Elena stood, grabbed my hand, and tugged me toward the far end of the infinity pool where a small waterfall cascaded into a hidden alcove.

“Come on,” she whispered, voice husky. “I’ve been wet since I saw you.”

We slipped behind the falling water. The cool curtain hid us from the other guests, but the risk only made my pulse hammer harder. Elena pressed her back against the tiled wall, water streaming over her shoulders. I kissed her hard, tongues sliding, tasting chlorine and the sweetness of her lip gloss. My hands yanked the bikini top down, freeing those perfect tits. I sucked one stiff nipple into my mouth, biting just enough to make her gasp.

“Leo… oh shit, yes,” she moaned, fingers tangling in my wet hair. “I missed your mouth on me.”

I dropped to my knees in the shallow ledge, water lapping at my chest. Tugging her bikini bottoms aside, I spread her thighs wide. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already swollen and slick. I dragged my tongue up her slit, tasting her tangy arousal mixed with pool water.

“Fuck, you’re soaked,” I growled against her clit. I sucked it hard, two fingers plunging deep into her tight cunt, curling to hit that spot I knew drove her crazy.

Elena’s hips bucked. “Right there—don’t you dare stop, you bastard.” Her voice cracked into a whimper as I finger-fucked her faster, water splashing around us. “I’m gonna come already… Leo!”

Her thighs clamped around my head as she shattered, pussy clenching and gushing on my tongue. I licked her through it, savoring every twitch and moan.

Before she could catch her breath, I stood, spun her around, and bent her over the submerged ledge. Her juicy ass jutted out, water streaming down her back. I shoved my trunks down, my thick cock springing free, veins pulsing. Gripping her hips, I rubbed the fat head along her dripping folds.

“Tell me you want it,” I demanded, voice low.

“I want your cock,” she panted, pushing back. “Fuck me hard, Leo. Fill me up like you used to.”

I thrust in deep, burying every inch in one stroke. Her pussy was scorching, velvety, and so tight it made my eyes roll back. “Jesus, still so fucking perfect,” I groaned, starting to pound her. The sound of wet skin slapping echoed under the waterfall. I reached around to rub her clit while I fucked her, my balls smacking her with every thrust.

Elena braced her hands on the tiles, moaning loud enough I worried someone might hear. “Harder—fuck me like you own this pussy!” She pushed back to meet me, ass rippling with each impact.

I grabbed a fistful of her wet hair and pulled her head back, slamming into her faster. The angle let me hit deeper, her walls fluttering around my shaft. “This what you needed? My big dick stretching you out by the pool?”

“Yes… god, yes!” She came again, harder this time, her cunt spasming and milking me. The squeeze was too much. I felt my own orgasm building, balls tightening.

I pulled out, spun her to face me, and pushed her to her knees in the water. “Open that pretty mouth.”

Elena looked up at me with lust-drunk eyes, tongue out. I stroked my slick cock twice before ropes of thick cum shot across her tongue and tits. She swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked the rest off her lips with a filthy grin.

We stayed there panting, water cascading over us, foreheads pressed together. After a minute she laughed softly.

“Round two in my room?” she asked, fingers tracing my still-hard dick under the water. “I brought that toy you liked.”

I kissed her again, already getting stiff again. “Lead the way. We’ve got all week to remember why we were so damn good together.”