My head rolled back on my shoulders, my body ached for him to touch me. I opened my eyes as his hands shifted behind my back to untie the skimpy suit. I felt my breath quicken, watching his face as my body was unveiled from the sliver of red material. His eyes never left my breast as he tossed the bathing top behind him onto the ground. His eyes darted over my creamy flesh, smiling at my breasts as if looking at some magnificent portrait. Instinctively, I moved my hands to cover, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze... but his hands stopped me gently, his eyes lifting to meet mine. "Don't do that..." he whispered, "You are so beautiful, let me see you..." The huskiness in his voice made me relax back into the lounge. He swung his leg over the lounge, straddling the firm wood surface. I noticed a tented bulge forming under his black shorts, his obvious arousal making my breath catch. He must have realized what I was looking at, because he let out a small laugh and quickly stood back up next to me, tugging off the black material, allowing the shorts to fall to his ankles.
My heart leaped at the sight of his amazing cock. I had never seen one in real life, only in the dirty magazines my girlfriends had given me as a joke. This one was really magnificent. Chris resumed his straddle over the lounge, and I found I could not peel my eyes from his impressive manhood. He moved his hand to mine, gently lifting and placing my palm onto his body. My breathing quickened as I touched his warm soft skin. Chris gently stroked the back of my hand, encouraging me to explore him. My fingers touched the tip of his cock, a clear warm liquid danced at the tip. I swirled it around the massive head gently, I loved how soft his skin was... so warm. I glanced up to his face, watching as my single touch made his head fall back, his eyes closed, a small smile playing on his lips. I felt myself grow brave as I looked back at his manhood, running my fingers up and down the thick shaft. At the base, I stroked the two furry balls, lacing my fingers through the dark hair before gently stroking back upwards toward the glistening head.. Chris let out a deep moan, my heart began to race as he shifted forward, leaning his thick dick just outside my barely covered entrance.
"No..." I whispered, edging away slightly. Chris paused, his soft fingers ran down my cheek, gently lifting my face to his. He smiled. "Don't be afraid..." he whispered, kissing my lips tenderly, "I promise to do whatever I can to make this special for you..." I don't know why, but his gentle words melted all the fear away, my entire body becoming limp to his touch. I laid back on the lounge, spreading my legs to him, trusting him to be gentle with me. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for what would come next... yearning to feel his hands on my steaming flesh once more.
Chris reached down gently and pulled at both sides of my thong, tugging the fabric over my knees and off my legs before tossing it to the ground. He quickly picked up the baby oil I had used earlier, and poured what I would guess was half the bottle onto my crotch, before setting it back down. Slowly, gently, his warm hands began to message my lower abdomen and bare virgin skin. In slow steady circles, he moved his fingers over my body, sending electric shocks up and down my legs. His hands glided in between my oily pussy lips, separating the thick skin gently as his fingers messaged.
