ᘏᘏ thirsty bunn thursdays
male reader x choi yena (izone) ※
"Lower. No — lower."
Your hands slide down her back. The floral bikini is barely holding on — red ties loose, wet skin making everything slip. The resort pool is empty. Off-season. Just chlorine, sun, and her.
"That's not my back anymore."
"I know." She doesn't turn around. Pushes her hips back into your palms. "Keep going."
Sunscreen on the swell of her ass — round, firm, sitting pretty above thighs that don't quit. You squeeze. She lets you. Spreads her legs wider on the lounger, bikini riding into her slit, folds peeking through the wet fabric.
"You're thorough," she murmurs. "I like that in a pool boy."
"This isn't in my job description."
"So quit." She finally turns. Your eyes drop — tits spilling out of the floral top, wet, sun-kissed, nipples hard through the thin fabric. She catches you looking. Doesn't cover up. Pulls you down by your staff lanyard instead. Kisses you — slow, wet, deliberate. Her lips are ridiculous. Plush and sticky with gloss that tastes like cherry. She bites your bottom lip. Sucks on it until you groan. Lets go with a pop. "Work for me exclusively instead."
The bikini bottom's off. Red string dangling from one ankle. She's on the edge of the pool, legs in the water, pulling you between them. Her pussy's pretty. Swollen. Glistening and it's not from the pool.
"Fuck me. Right here."
You push in and her head drops back. Tits bouncing with every thrust, water splashing around your thighs. Her mouth — God, her mouth — lips parted, tongue running across the bottom one, pulling you down by the neck to kiss you filthy and wet between moans.
"You feel so fucking deep — harder — louder. There's nobody here —"
She's right. Every moan bounces off the tile. Every slap of wet skin carries across the empty pool deck. You grab her tits. Full handfuls, heavy and soft, thumbing her nipples until she whimpers into your mouth.
"Play with them — just like — fuck yes, like that —"
"My ass," she pants. Reaches back and spreads herself for you. "I want — switch. Put it in my ass. I want to feel you back there."
You do. Slow. Her rim stretches around you and she gasps — high and sharp. Grips the pool edge, knuckles white, water rippling around you both. Her ass swallows every inch.
"Oh fuck that's — don't be gentle, I didn't ask you over here to be gentle —" Her voice cracks. She bites her own lip. Hard. Those perfect, swollen, ruined lips. "Spank me. I want the whole resort to hear it."
You do. Her ass ripples. She clenches around you so tight your vision blurs.
She comes shaking in the shallow end — clamped around your cock, moaning into the echo of an empty pool, tits pressed against the wet tile.
Sunscreen bottle floating past her like nothing happened.
"...you missed a spot, by the way."
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