The drinks flowed fast and strong.
They sat around the poolside table under the string lights, laughing and talking like old friends. Marcus had mixed strong rum punches — sweet, fruity, and dangerously potent. Ryan was already on his third glass, cheeks flushed, grinning wide. Ava sipped hers slowly, letting the warmth spread through her body while her eyes kept flicking to Marcus. Sophia smiled sweetly the whole time, but her gaze was sharp, missing nothing.
"These are lethal," Ryan laughed, clinking glasses with Marcus. "I'm gonna feel this tomorrow."
"You'll be fine," Marcus replied, eyes locked on Ava for a split second. "We're all adults here. Let loose."
Sophia raised her glass. "To new friends and unforgettable nights."
Ava's pussy throbbed at the hidden meaning. She clinked glasses with everyone, her tiny white sundress riding high on her thighs. No one could see under the table how wet she already was.
After an hour of conversation and empty glasses, Sophia clapped her hands. "Pool time! Everyone in!"
They stripped down to swimwear. Ryan wore simple blue trunks. Marcus looked powerful in black ones that did nothing to hide his heavy bulge. Sophia's red bikini hugged her full curves perfectly. Ava's tiny white string bikini was pure sin — the top barely covering her nipples, the bottoms a thong that vanished between her ass cheeks.
They jumped in. The cool water felt electric against their heated skin. At first it was innocent: splashing, laughing, chasing each other. Ryan grabbed Sophia in a playful bear hug and dunked her. Sophia squealed and splashed him back. Ava and Marcus stayed close, pretending to wrestle.
But Marcus's hands quickly turned dangerous.
While Ryan was busy laughing with Sophia on the other side of the pool, Marcus swam behind Ava. Under the water his big hands grabbed her waist, pulling her ass back against his hardening cock. She bit her lip to stay quiet. Then one hand slid up boldly, cupping her heavy left breast fully through the thin bikini top. He squeezed hard, rolling her nipple between his fingers.
Ava gasped softly. The thrill hit her like lightning — his hand on her tit right in front of her husband.
Marcus didn't stop. He swam around her, pretending to lift her for a "chicken fight" game. His palm openly groped her right breast this time, pinching the nipple until it was rock-hard. Ava's pussy clenched hard. She could feel his thick cock brushing against her thigh underwater.
Ryan noticed.
He was treading water a few feet away, drink still in hand. His eyes widened slightly as Marcus's hand clearly squeezed Ava's breast again, the white fabric shifting. For a second Ryan froze.
But then he laughed it off. "Whoa, careful there, man! Those are dangerous weapons," he joked, slurring a little from the rum. "Guess we're all pretty drunk already, huh?"
Marcus grinned innocently. "Just playing, bro. No harm done."
Ryan shrugged, taking another sip. "Yeah, it's all good. We're having fun." He was too buzzed, too trusting, and honestly a little turned on by how sexy his wife looked wet and flushed. He dismissed it as harmless drunk horseplay.
Sophia noticed everything.
Every single grope. Every time Marcus's fingers disappeared under the water to brush Ava's pussy. Every quiet gasp Ava tried to hide. Sophia's own bikini bottoms were soaked — not from the pool. Her secret desires burned hotter than ever. She loved watching her husband claim another man's wife. And she loved Ava even more.
So Sophia did what she had planned all along.
She swam straight to Ryan and turned up the aggression.
"Hey, Ryan," she purred, pressing her full breasts against his chest "accidentally" while pretending to climb on his shoulders for another game. "You're pretty strong. Let me ride you for a bit." She wrapped her legs around his waist underwater, grinding her pussy against his stomach while laughing like it was just fun. Her hands slid down his back, nails grazing his skin. "Come on, big guy — show me what you've got!"
Ryan's face went red. "Sophia, you're… wow." He laughed nervously but didn't push her away. The alcohol made everything feel fuzzy and exciting. Sophia was gorgeous, and the way she was rubbing against him felt way too good.
While Sophia kept Ryan distracted — giggling, splashing him, pressing her body against his and whispering playful dirty jokes in his ear — Marcus and Ava seized the opportunity she had created for them.
They moved to the deeper end, half-hidden by the floating lounge chairs. Marcus yanked Ava's bikini top completely aside underwater. Both her heavy breasts spilled free. He grabbed them openly now, squeezing and kneading while his thick cock pressed hard against her ass.
Ava reached back and pulled his swim trunks down. His massive cock sprang free, hot and hard even in the cool water. She stroked him slowly, thumb circling the fat head.
"Fuck me," she whispered desperately, eyes locked on Ryan across the pool. "Right here. While he's watching your wife."
Marcus didn't hesitate. He pulled her thong aside and lined up his thick cock. In one smooth thrust he buried himself balls-deep inside her soaked pussy.
Ava's mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure. The water made every inch feel even bigger. Marcus started fucking her with slow, powerful strokes — deep and deliberate so the water wouldn't splash too loudly. His hands stayed on her tits the whole time, pinching her nipples hard while he railed her from behind.
Ryan was completely distracted. Sophia had climbed onto his shoulders for a "chicken fight" that was really just an excuse to grind her wet pussy against the back of his neck. She kept laughing loudly, splashing water in his face, keeping his eyes on her bouncing breasts.
"Look at them," Marcus growled quietly in Ava's ear, thrusting harder. "Your clueless husband has no idea I'm balls-deep in his wife right now."
Ava came hard — silently, violently — her walls clamping around Marcus's cock while she stared straight at Ryan. The thrill was overwhelming. Her husband was right there. Sophia was helping them. And she was getting fucked like a whore in the middle of a double date.
Marcus kept pounding her through her orgasm, chasing his own release. His hands never left her tits, squeezing and slapping them underwater.
Sophia glanced over once, catching Ava's blissful face. She smiled secretly, her own pussy throbbing with excitement.
This was exactly what she wanted.
And the night was still young.
**To be continued…**
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