We slept and we ate and we laughed. We procured cherries, ginger beer, popsicles, and pretzels. We made our way outside and sat in the heat and the pressing humidity. We pulled our clothes off and stood on the steps, the cool water licking our ankles. The fear that the water would be too cold built inside us: teeth gritted, elbows taut against our sides, nipples prickling from anticipation. First I jumped. Then he jumped. And once we were fully immersed and the fear subsided, the cool water felt wonderful on our naked skin.
We could hear the voices on the other side of the fence, but that didn’t stop us. Our skin was still cool in the heat, and my naked ass found its way into his lap. His naked cock found its way into my pussy. We fucked and slid around each other and he squeezed my nipple hard as I came.
I took him back inside, seeking the softness and comfort of the bed as I knelt over his mouth. I’d wanted his tongue, his lips, from the moment the skinny dipping proposal landed on the table. I’m not sure who did the fucking, him or me, but once he’d brought me to orgasm once, the other two were close behind. Again, not sure who did the fucking, him or me, and then it was his turn. As the come poured down his cock I chased it with my tongue.