Three Little Words

She launched herself across the hot tub. I recoiled into the wall and caught her by reflex. She planted a bouquet of kisses—on my chest, neck, and face—and punctuated every one with “I love you!”

I finally managed to draw breath to speak, and I lifted her into the air simply to get her to pay attention.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Lemme see if I have this straight,” I said wryly.

“You’re saying you love me?”

She gave me the happiest, goofiest grin I’d ever seen. Then she nodded with manic enthusiasm. “Say it again,” she begged. “I wanna hear you say it again.”

I started to tease her but thought better of it. Instead I lowered her until her eyes were level with mine.

“I love you,” I said simply.

She kissed me, long and deep and full of pent-up desire.

My dick sprang to attention, and part of me wanted to ease her onto it.

Her pussy was only inches away as she straddled my thighs. I could almost feel it.

“I love you, I love you, I love you,” she said when we finally took a breath.

“I love you too.”

“And I want you so much right now.”

“You read my mind.”

She caressed my face and looked into my eyes.

I saw a flicker of doubt, but she did her best to hide it. Then she laughed, soft and rueful.

“I hate that I can’t lie to you,” she said.

“Then tell me something that isn’t a lie.”

“I love you. From the first moment I saw you. Well, with a few exceptions along the way.”

“I wish I’d noticed sooner. I’d’ve been a lot happier.”

“You would’ve,” she said cheerily. “And don’t you forget it.”

“I won’t. Tell me something else that’s true.”

“I love fellatio. I love blowjobs. I love playing your skin flute. I love…”

She laughed. “What else did they say? Smoking your pole?”

“Yeah, something like that.”

Her eyes flashed with amusement. “Is it okay if I just suck your cock?”

“I’d be delighted.” I started to hoist myself onto the side, but she grinned and plunged beneath the churning water. I gasped as her lips surrounded my shaft. Her mouth was soft and tight, and she began bobbing immediately.

She sucked me for almost a minute before she surfaced. Then she took a deep breath and disappeared again. Her lips and tongue caressed my glans before she took me deeper. She sucked and bobbed gently until she had to come up for air.

I closed my eyes and groaned as her mouth engulfed me a third time. I knew I was close, so I rested my hand on the back of her head and began thrusting gently. She held on to my thighs and tightened her lips around my pumping shaft.

My muscles tensed as I erupted. A river of semen shot up my shaft and into her throat. She massaged the base of my cock and swallowed till the flow stopped. Then she rose from my lap. When her head broke the surface, she wiped her eyes and grinned at me as she caught her breath.

“That was… amazing,” I said.

“I love doing it underwater. I just wish I could hold my breath longer.”

“Hey, no complaints.”

“Good. But if you don’t mind, can we do it the second time with you on the side?”

“My pleasure.”

“No, my pleasure.” She grinned. “My love.”

I scooted down the bench.

“Hey, where’re you going? Come back.”

“No, you come here.” I stopped in front of one of the water jets. “It’s a trick I learned from a friend.” I sat up and braced my arms on the brick coping before I hoisted myself out of the water. Steam rose from my skin and disappeared into the night.

Christy moved onto the bench I’d just vacated, and she closed her eyes as the bubbling jet of water hit her stomach. She rose on her knees until it hit her pussy instead.

“Good idea,” she said. “Oh my gosh, right there.” After a moment she opened her eyes and focused on my dick. She started by teasing me with licks and kisses. Then she lifted my shaft out of the way and tongued my balls.

“Mmm, I love how smooth they are.” She sucked gently and let one pop from her mouth. “And full of yummy sperm.”

I leaned back and braced myself with my hands on the deck. The light from the water silhouetted her as she lavished attention on my testicles. After a couple of minutes, she kissed her way up the underside of my shaft. Her tongue circled the tip and then she planted open-mouthed kisses down the side.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as she slowly made love to my cock. She took her time, kissing and licking, before she started sucking in earnest. Even then, she didn’t do the same thing for long. I never knew what to expect next, so the pressure mounted quickly. She moaned deep in her throat when she felt my thighs begin to quiver.

She began bobbing, her tongue in constant motion over my shaft. Then she gripped the base with one hand and massaged my balls with the other. I wanted to hold back, to enjoy the sight of her sucking and stroking me, but my body had other ideas. I tensed my buttocks and arched my back. She groaned when my cock inched deeper.