Nubile Bliss 1

Nubile Bliss 1 By Will Buster

This is a story of an insatiable pre teen’s discovery of carnal wonders. If you don’t like young stories, please go to another category.

Tom enjoyed working for “Pools Are Us”. He was both a sales rep and a back up maintenance man when things got slow. So for that reason, the company built him a very nice, Olympic sized pool in his back two acre yard. The new home was picturesquely situated in a well preserved woodland area. The next house was literally a hundred yards away and Tom Williams sure liked the peace, quiet and privacy.

Of course there were a number of reasons why he preferred this private, upscale location. First of all, it was a much more relaxing situation to show prospective clients how great a big, heated pool could be. Secondly and almost as important, it made it possible for him to entertain his female guests in some very special ways in and around the pool. Not only that but he’d been known to stud his vixens all over the house including but not limited to the soft confines of his king sized bed. Needless to say, he had to wash his sheets one hell of a lot.

Not that Tom was interested in marriage, far from it. It was if he was keeping score. How many chicks could he do in a week? How many ladies of questionable morals could he spread open and thoroughly do in a month? How many times could he cum on a Sunday afternoon? These were all intellectual questions that Tom kept track of. He even had a coded diary with his results from month to month. Not that he was adverse to a chick coming back for seconds or even thirds. However, he was a rolling stone to say the least. At age 25, he wasn’t about to throw in the towel and get hitched anytime soon. Not on your life! His big dick still had a lot of wild oats to sow and no mistake.

Each new squeezing pussy conquered and every exciting female anus plundered was just another notch for his ever exploring cock.

Some months were better than others. Usually things cooled down a bit in the winter months and then as pool season got well under way, his pussy parties got much more frequent and wild.

He wasn’t prejudiced either. It didn’t matter what the color or racial background was. He’d even indulge in exploiting girls that were overweight, though he drew the line at 180 pounds or so. He preferred blondes of course, but any slick chick under the age of forty was open season and worth the effort of complete, carnal pillage. Tom was usually successful on the hunt because of his good manners, excellent physique and lengthy apparatus.

So one fine Saturday morning in the merry month of May, Tammy showed up on her bike. Tom’s world would never be quite the same again, although he didn’t know it yet. She’d heard about the neat pool of course. It was the talk of even that upscale neighborhood. However, what she’d heard from her foxy, older sister had perked her interest. That’s why Tammy liked to eavesdrop on Sandra. She learned more about the facts of life from Sandra’s clandestine phone conversations than from her own mom. Tammy was just at the itchy age when girl turns into woman. She was almost 13 and new urges and sensations kept arriving at that little wet spot between her slender legs. To make matters worse, Sandy’s description of Tom’s sexual prowess perked Tammy’s vivid imagination and she was determined to find out if Tom was as good as the older girls said he was. Tammy was on a mission and it was for a lot more than a mere swim.

Tom was just recovering from a long night with Amber. The juicy red head had drained him three times before she’d gone back home. Amber was still in high school but she was a senior and just about to graduate. The red fox as he called her wanted to get royally banged before heading to college so she’d know all the tricks for the upper classmen that were sure to try to get into her tight pants. He’d taken Amber at pool side first, making the horny chick squirm and cry out before implanting her cunt with a mother load of jizz. Than it was off to his bedroom for the finishing touches which lasted for two thrilling hours. However, the busty bitch had to get back home before midnight so Tom awakened to an empty bed. He struggled downstairs, fighting a brief bout with dizziness before reaching the kitchen and sullenly preparing some super strong Maxwell House. He laced the drinks with a lot of vodka the night before and his head was still buzzing from the ordeal. The red head had been worth it though. With a little luck he could entice the horny tramp around for another session or two of some big time fucking. It was sure nice to be young, strong and single. He sighed with contentment as the hot coffee warmed his insides and brought clarity back to his foggy brain. Then he heard the door bell.

He only had his jeans on and he was still trying to figure out what day it was. “Who in the benighted fuck is bugging me at ten on a Saturday fucking morning? This better be fucking good!”

Somehow he got to the front door and opened it about half way. In front of him was a slender, blonde female. What caught his immediate attention was the fact that she had a yellow halter top and a short skirt that should have been outlawed. Around her waste was tied a towel and finishing the effect was a very cute smile on her freckled face. “Hi, Tom! I’m Tammy. I wanted to try out your pool. Be a dear and let me chill out for awhile?”

He blinked from the over bright sun-glare that poured through the open door like an invasion of investigative light. “Who are you? Tammy?”

“Oh come on silly! I’m Sandy’s sister, you know, she’s the bimbo you did back in January?”

He raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t know I was the center of so much gossip. So you must be Tammy Timmons from down the road. All right, come on through. The pool is heated so you won’t get cold. I’m still trying to wake up so please keep it to a dull roar.”

He opened the door wide and she strolled in like she owned the place. “Thanks, Tom. Why don’t you join me? I’d love to help you get with it.”

There was something in her eyes and her smile that told him that she had something in mind. Not only that but her mild, Virginia accent bordered on the seductive. But the little fox couldn’t have been more than 15 if that. He shook his head. “I’m still getting up, sweetie. I was in the middle of breakfast.”

She smirked, “Well, when you get done, you can show me all the highlights of your pool. I’m dying to try every little thing out.”

Tom returned to his cereal and toast. In the background he could here Tammy splashing and giggling as she flipped and swam in the 90 degree water. Tom’s dick was beginning to twitch, sensing that there was an available attractive female, just a few feet away, swimming in his notorious pool. At last he decided to see what was up and he changed to his trunks and towel.

Tammy swirled around in the pool when she saw her objective walk to the lounge chair. “Come on in, sleepy head! The water is fantastic! This pool is ssssoooo awesome!”

The clear water revealed the girl, treading her way towards him. The bikini she was wearing was far too skimpy for modesty. Not that a bikini was meant to be modest but this one was more string than fabric and nothing was left to Tom’s stimulated imagination. He wondered what it would be like to take this lively little chick and bury his bone to the hilt inside her tight little hole. What kinds of sounds would she make? Would she just moan or would she trash talk while her cunt was ravished?