Ellen had left the remote control within reach and flipped on the telly to pass the time. That evening, both girls returned. They were soaking wet and in bikinis. Misty was wearing a red one with a sweet bow at the center of the top. Ellen wore a yellow string bikini that showed off her larger, athletic frame. It crossed Sheamus' mind that she could be a Diva. Misty's petite frame was also appealing and she had larger breasts than Ellen.
"We have a pool," chirped Misty. "You could come, but you know, you're tied up …" Her sentence trailed off as she realized how lame it sounded.
"We'd love for you to join us," Ellen said sweetly, "But it's in the open sun and you'd probably turn to ash." She smirked.
Sheamus looked at Ellen, "Ya know, you could be a Diva with that body, darlin'." He smiled and Ellen actually looked flattered. "But first you need to get a boob job so you can fill out a bikini." It was his turn to smirk. She looked hurt, if only for a fleeting moment. She brushed off the comment without a word. She climbed on to the bed, cat-like, and straddled him. Water droplets fell from her hair onto his stomach and thighs. She untied her bikini from behind her neck and peeled it off her wet breasts. Sheamus eyed them; secretly thinking they were quite enough. She leaned forward so his restrained arms could reach them. "Touch," she said, holding his fingertips to her hard nipples.
He made circles around her nipples and pinched them lightly. "Yeah, so?" He pretended to be unimpressed but continued brushing across her breasts, looking at her getting turned on. "Mm," she breathed and started gently rocking back and forth on top of him. He felt himself responding as he started to stiffen.
"Goddamn," he said in a low voice, pissed at himself for letting this she-devil get to him. He moved his hands from her breasts and down to her thighs where he began smoothing them across her strong legs.
"Misty," she said not taking her eyes off of his. "Underwear." Misty huffed and moved to pull his underwear down. She wanted to be first. Ellen always took over. Ellen and Sheamus remained in a stare down as she un tied her bathing suit bottom and rose to slide it off. She tossed it aside. She won the staring contest when his eyes drifted to her smooth, hairless area. She was rubbing her clit against is rock hard cock and moaning with unbridled lust. He couldn't help himself and pushed his hips forward. "You want it, don't you?" Ellen said softly. He turned his head to the side refusing to look at her. "Misty, get out," Ellen ordered. She heard the door slam behind her. Unfazed, she took his face in her hands, forcing him to turn towards her. "You want it. Say you do."
He remained silent for a moment and then admitted, "I want it." He looked directly at Ellen and decided to just give in. "Yeah," he repeated softly, "I want it." He wanted to be inside her so badly, he was beyond pride. She was wet and as she rose up to allow him inside of her, his cock slid in without too much coaxing. She eased his ample flesh into her and finally was sitting on him with every thick inch buried. She began riding him slowly, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone with every stroke. He was moving his hips to meet her down stroke causing an awesome friction when they met.
He let out low, growling sounds and she was moaning at this unbelievable sensation. She leaned forward continuing her strokes. Would he let her kiss him without stopping her like before? She pressed her lips to his and was excited when he kissed her back vigoursly. He parted his lips and was dipping his tongue into her mouth, finding her tongue each time. The kiss became passionate and she moaned in her throat. She felt the bed shake violently and she knew he was instinctively trying to put his arms around her. Oh how she wanted to unrestrain him. But the girls had vowed to not stray from the plan. His frustration became apparent as he began thrusting up inside her. "Oh my God,' Ellen yelped. He was hitting the spot with every thrust. "Mm, yeah," she purred into his hear. She started shaking all over, small earthquakes running through her, and she her orgasm hit her like a crashing wave, "Oh holy fuck," she yelled. In next several minutes, two more waves of pleasure washed over her.
He was now panting, "I need to cum. Where? In you?"
"Yeah, yeah, cum in me. Fill me up," Ellen moaned. At that moment, he blew his load inside her, muscles straining, breath coming out in gasps. He groaned and cursed and thrust until he was completely spent.