#pool smut

[thefuzzzz]

Hopping on the fragrantica trend to promote my freaky pool sex hucklerabbot fic

[jhxafterdark]

Honey's Swim Class | 18+ Jooheon X Reader

✦ ✧ ✦ 🍯 Masterlist | Disclaimer 🌙 ✦ ✧ ✦

18+ Explicit Content | MDNI

What starts as a playful swim lesson on the rooftop pool while on vacation with Jooheon turns into something far less innocent.

Mood + Warnings: Pool Sex • Idol AU Established Relationship • Playful Banter • Semi-Public Sex • Vacation Vibes • Teasing Jooheon

Word count: ~3.4k

🎧 Recommended Track: Dive In - Trey Songz

"Oh come on," Jooheon pouts at you playfully, "you're really that scared?" 

Your feet are dangling on the edge of the pool, just barely lowering your toes in. It's one of those fancy infinity pools, high on the penthouse. You can't deny how beautiful it is, but something about it also makes your stomach a little queasy. 

"I'm not scared," you lie, even though you know you're full of it. He goes to the edge, resting his arms on the barely there ledge. Your heart pounds, and you finally cave, lowering yourself into the pool. "Okay, okay. I'm in, see? Now, can you at least get off the edge?" 

He smiles, dimples sinking deep as he pushes off and swims casually to you. "What's wrong, baby? I thought you weren't scared?"

You roll your eyes, but the way the setting sun hits his brown eyes softens it. "It's just a little freaky, okay? We could've just gotten a place with a regular pool, you know." 

He comes up behind you, arms around your waist. You melt into him despite the slight tension, leaning back against his chest. "And miss out on the best view in Bangkok?" he asks, leaning near to murmur against your ear. "I'm not just talking about the sky, baby." 

Your cheeks flush, smiling as you shake your head fondly. He's always so smooth with it. "You're ridiculous," you murmur, looking back at him over your shoulder. "It is nice, though." 

He hums thoughtfully. "Yeah, it is," he says, still holding you. "I really needed this trip. We all needed it." 

You nod softly, kissing his jaw before settling into him again, looking back out at the sky. The sun is sinking lower, casting the skyline in a perfect golden-orange glow. Music drifts from inside, laughter climbing and falling with it. 

"I'm glad I was able to come too," you say a moment later, hands covering his over your stomach. "I love seeing the world with you." 

He spins you around slowly in his arms so you can face him, one hand coming out beneath the water to brush your cheek, his eyes overflowing with that look of pure adoration that always makes your heart flutter. "I wouldn't want to see it with anyone else, baby." 

You smile, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his cheek, right over one of his dimples. When you pull back, he sinks down into the water, swimming casually backwards with an up-to-no-good look on his face. 

"Now, are you ready?" he asks, voice suddenly playful. "Honey's Swim Class is starting, and lucky you, you get to be my first student!" 

You can't help but laugh, lifting an eyebrow. "Honey's Swim Class? Really? You know I can swim already, right?”

He takes a few perfect strides, showing off, and then turns to you with a grin. "Baby, no offense. But you know how to doggy paddle." He drops into the water immediately, copying you in an exaggerated but cute way, kicking his feet and splashing lightly like a happy little puppy before straightening back up. "That is not swimming." 

Your mouth drops in mock offense. "I do not look like that!" you say, even though you know he’s not wrong. "Okay, okay, big shot. Prove to me you’re the swim master, then. I just expect you to take it seriously, no splashing my face or—" 

You don't get to finish the sentence before he does just that, a childish snicker escaping him as he swims away after. You mutter something under your breath before you take off after him, splashing him back even more when you catch up. 

"Okay, I'm sorry!" he squeals as he flings his arms out to try to shield your relentless water attack. "I surrender, I surrender!" 

"You better be!" you huff, crossing your arms dramatically. "That was very rude of the so-called teacher." 

He circles around you, smirking before he pulls you by the arm into him. "Ohhh, I was the rude one?" His voice dips to that tone you know far too well by now. "Fair warning, baby,  misbehaving in swim class has consequences."

Your mouth parts slightly before biting your lip when a bout of laughter erupts from the house again, a quick reminder that you two aren't completely alone here. 

"Honey—" You swat at his chest playfully. "You can't say things like that to me..." Your voice softens, more hushed now as your eyes scan around the pool. "Not here." 

He just smiles, letting his eyes linger on you just enough to make you feel him as his hands come to grip your thighs under the water. "Like what?" he winks. He lets go of your thigh and steps back, raising his voice now. "Alright, lesson one! Floating!"

He looks over you like he's studying you, finger tapping his chin lightly. "First rule," he says, beckoning you to come closer. "You have to relax. You're waaaay too tense."

You scoff as you drift toward him. "I am not stiff." His hands slide to your waist under the water, his thumbs pressing into your hips more than you know he needs to. 

"Yeah? Show me," he smirks, moving behind you now, his hold tightening on your hips. "Float, baby. Trust the water." 

You let your shoulders loosen like he said, leaning your head back slowly until the water laps against your ears, muffling the world around you before his voice brings you back to him. "Breathe," he murmurs, his hands resting just barely underneath your waist now. "Let yourself float." 

Your hips naturally lift toward the surface, eyes closing as you try to relax more as you start to float. His hand moves under the water, grazing just over your ass as he pretends to help hold you up, but you know what he's doing. He leans down closer to you, water dripping from his body to yours. 

"Open those legs for me more," he says it so casually, yet you can feel the smirk in his voice, and you bite your lip, a warm flush spreading through your cheeks. 

"Jooheon—" you scold. 

"What?" he asks nonchalantly, leaning back. "You're not balanced like that. You'll sink if you're too tight." 

You huff out a soft, almost disbelieving laugh. "Too tight, huh?" You peek one eye open at him just enough to catch that innocent look that's on his face, and your legs instinctively press together. "That's weird," you murmur teasingly. "That never seemed to bother you before."

He snorts before he can stop himself. The shift of his weight is all it takes, and just like karma was wanting to prove him right, your body tilts, hips dipping into the water, and you go under before you can stop it. You feel his hands clamp down around your waist, pulling you back up just as quickly as the whole thing happened.

You're both laughing now, water running down your face as he pulls you close, wrapping his arms around you. "See? You have to relax," He wiggles his eyebrows, still laughing amusingly. "With your legs open."

You shake your head fondly as your hands settle on his shoulders, the two of you starting to drift together now. "You know," you say teasingly as your legs wrap around his waist. "You're not being a very professional teacher right now, Honey." 

He chuckles, the sound traveling through his chest into yours. "Baby," he murmurs low. "I don't think I ever claimed to be a professional, did I?"

A slow smirk spreads across your face, and his hands tighten slightly at your hips as the water settles quietly around you. Your gaze drops to his lips. The playful look in his eyes softens just a touch, deepening. And then he leans in, kissing you soft and slow, like he's been waiting for a moment to do that all night. 

The kiss is gentle yet steady, the kind that you've shared a hundred times before. His lips move slowly against yours, unhurried, like there's absolutely nowhere else he needs to be, and this time, you know it's actually true, and he means it. 

He pulls you more flush against his bare chest just as the kiss deepens, your fingers starting to tangle in his wet hair as he holds you there with him. And that's when you feel him, undeniable and persistent, nudging against you beneath the water. 

You bite your lip, pushing down on him instinctively, and he sucks in a breath against your mouth as the kiss turns more passionate and needier, losing its rhythm. His hands slide lower, holding you tighter as the water gently splashes around you. At the same time, he pushes up against you, pressing right where he intended to, like he's completely forgotten where you both are. 

There's a quick sound of the door opening in the distance, and laughter bursts into the space before closing out again. Neither of you pulls apart immediately. His mouth stays on your lips for another second, until you bring your hands up to cup his face, stroking it gently as you finally break apart.

"Joo—we can't," you say softly, even though you don't make any effort to move away. "I mean, not here..." You gesture subtly around you, the water stilling now. 

His forehead stays pressed to yours, mouth brushing your lips again. He grabs your chin with his fingers, one corner of his mouth curving upward. "Why not, baby?" he murmurs, tilting your chin to meet his eyes. "You scared again?" 

You give him a look that's supposed to be straight scolding for the audacity of what he's implying, but the way your lips twitch at the corners betrays you anyway. "You're insane, you know that, right?" You laugh, biting your lip as your eyes flick past his shoulder toward the soft lights inside the penthouse, thinking. 

His grip tightens under your thighs, and you can feel the evidence of just how serious he's being still pressed hard against you. "They're all right inside," you say, voice lowered. "If someone walks out here..." 

He doesn't even glance toward the house and somehow that makes you want him more. "They're all busy," he shrugs, his nose brushing yours. His hands slide up your sides, goosebumps traveling up the exposed part of your arms. "If you want to go inside, we can."

You look back at the house one more time. The music's still playing softly. Someone laughs, glasses clink. Your eyes come back to him, his skin glistening in the moonlight, the way the water droplets slide down from the damp strands of his hair... the way his eyes are locked on you like you're something he wants to devour and cherish all in one breath... suddenly nothing else matters anymore to you. 

Your arms wrap around his neck like you have no intention of letting go anymore, and you kiss him again, more deeply this time, deliberate. Your mouth parts slightly when you hear his groan in response, and he takes advantage, sliding his tongue inside and tangling with yours. 

He adjusts his stance to support you better, now standing on the pool floor and taking a few steps without breaking the kiss. You gasp quietly when your back touches the pool wall, his grip on you tightening under the water. The water makes everything feel weightless yet somehow more intense, making the way he rocks into you both incredible and torturous at the same time. You whimper against his lips, arms squeezing around his neck.

"Joo—" you breathe as the kiss breaks, his lips moving over to your cheek, down to your jawline. "This is— ohh—" Your mouth falls open as his lips suck at your neck for a moment, making your breath catch. "This is crazy." 

But you don't let go. 

He hums against your neck as he lingers there, your hand gripping in his hair. His mouth finds yours again, his breathing turning rougher, restraint giving way to need. One of his hands slips lower beneath the water, easing his trunks down in slow, intentional movements. 

Your hands move to his shoulders as you feel him tug your bottoms to the side next, gasping as his fingers brush over your center, the feeling softened by the cool water. His movements are slower than usual, like he's taking the time to learn how your body responds to him here, always watching, checking. The muted sensation only makes you more aware of him, and you find your hips still chase after the pressure, needing more. Always more. 

"Jooheon—please," you whisper, voice shaky. "I need you."

He nods, kissing your forehead, "I know," he says as he reaches between you, guiding his cock to where you need him. "I've got you." Then he's pushing in, his mouth falling open as he slows, adjusting to the slight resistance. 

"Shit— this is..." he grunts with a slow exhale. 

You let out an amused breath, nodding because you feel it too, different but no less intense as he settles fully inside you beneath the water. For a second, neither of you moves. His forehead presses into yours, your legs locked tight around his waist. He adjusts his grip slightly, and then he starts to move, slow and deliberate at first, like he's finding the perfect pace. 

He spins you so that his back is against the pool wall, the water splashing lightly around you. His hips grind into you deeper now that he's more stable, the feeling heavier, the sensation of him filling you almost too much at once. 

"Joo—" you gasp, breath faltering. "Slow—" 

He stills quickly, huffing a quiet laugh against your neck. "I know," he breathes, exhaling low. He looks up over your head, towards the shallow steps at the edge of the pool. "Hold on."

He pulls out of you, gently lowering you into the water until your feet touch the bottom. You wobble at first, your legs shaky, and he catches you, steadying you with a quiet smirk of satisfaction. "Come over here," he nods to the steps. "It'll be easier."

You nod, letting him guide you through the water, his hand firm on the small of your back. When you reach the shallow steps, he moves behind you. The coldness of the night air is soon replaced by his warmth when his arms slide around your waist, pulling you flush against him. 

You can still feel him hard against your ass as his mouth finds your neck, lips trailing a slow path up to the shell of your ear. "This better?" he murmurs, his voice almost soothing despite the heat still rushing through you. 

You fall back into him, eyes closing, your head resting on his shoulder. "Yes," you breathe, your body already reacting to him more now that you're not submerged in the water. 

"Good," he says, as he catches your earlobe between his teeth, earning a soft gasp from you. He guides you further, leaning you down over the next step up, where the water just barely covers your thighs now. "Ready for more, baby?" 

You bite your lip, nodding as you push back into him, needing him again despite being more exposed in this position now. He slides your bottoms to the side once more, and before you can think about anything else, he's filling you again in one smooth, slow thrust that pulls a soft breath from your lips. 

"Oh, fuck—" you moan, your hands bracing yourself on the edge of the pool. Your breath catches at the new angle. It's deeper like this, but so much better, sliding into you more easily now. 

"God, you feel perfect," he grits out, his thumbs digging into your hips as he holds you steady while he moves. "Always so fucking perfect for me."

He sets a slow rhythm, each stroke dragging over you deliberately, and sending pleasure rushing through your veins. The water splashes around you with every movement, the sound far louder than it should be for what you're doing right now, but all that leaves your mouth are breathless gasps and soft whimpers. 

"Fuck, y/n—" he breathes, his rhythm faltering ever so slightly for a second before he thrusts into you harder, another splash of water clapping around you way too loudly, but he doesn't stop. 

"Baby—" you gasp, but the words get stuck in your throat as he grabs your arm, pulling your back flush against him again. His arms wrap around your stomach, holding you against him while he moves inside you with those deep strokes of pure heaven, sending you closer and closer to the edge. 

"That's it, baby," he murmurs into your ear, breathing ragged, "god, you're so beautiful like this. Let me feel you. Don't you hold back." 

But then, you hear the sound of the door to the penthouse slide open and this time a voice calls out. 

"Hey, Jooheon!"

You both freeze. His hands are still holding you against him. His cock is still throbbing inside you. Neither of you says a word yet.

"Food's here!" 

You look up at him, trying to silently figure out what to do when his lips curve and his hip starts moving again. Slow and deep. Purposeful.

Your mouth falls open, and his hand comes to cover it before he calls back out calmly. "Alright, cool!"

He smirks as he continues to fuck you like it's no big deal, eyes never leaving yours the whole time. His hand’s still over your mouth as he picks his pace up and calls back out casually. "We'll be there in 5!"

You hear the door shut, and you let a breathless, disbelieving laugh when he uncovers your mouth. But you can't linger on it for too long, because he's hitting that perfect spot, and you can't hold it back anymore. "Jooheon—" you whimper softly, leaning forward again over the pool's edge, "I'm— fuck. I'm gonna—" 

He grips your hips, pushing you back into him hard, stealing the last of the words from your throat. "Let go, baby," he murmurs, voice full of barely controlled restraint. "Wanna feel you squeeze my cock." 

And you do. You bite your lip to stop the cry you want to let out as your orgasm rips through you, squeezing him just like he wanted. He groans roughly, the sound rumbling through his chest as his hips lose their pace, following you over the edge.

He stays buried inside you, his forehead pressed against your shoulder blades as you both breathe hard, coming down from the high. The water settles gently around you, almost like it's washing away everything you both just did, and the obscenity of the moment pulls another soft laugh out of you. 

"What was that about me being scared again?" you ask, lifting your head gently to look back at him.

He lets out a quiet laugh, easing out of you slowly and sitting back against the shallow step himself. "Guess I misjudged my student," he says before a smug smile spreads across his face as he pulls you into his lap. "Swim class must've worked after all." 

You roll your eyes fondly, shaking your head before leaning in, kissing him more softly now. "I love you," you murmur against his lips. 

He kisses you again, slow and savoring. "Love you more." 

The night breeze has picked up a little, the cool air causing goosebumps to rise along your damp skin. He notices immediately, pushing up from the step and reaching for your hand. "C'mon," he murmurs softly. "Let's get you inside and warm, baby."

He helps you up the remaining steps, grabbing a towel from a nearby chair, and drapes it around your shoulders. He presses a gentle kiss to your temple before he starts to guide you to the door, the sound of dishes clinking from the house filling your ears.

"Food's probably gone cold by now," he says. 

You glance back once at the pool, the water completely calm, as if nothing happened, the skyline glowing against the dark sky. You look back at him, a slow smile spreading over your face. 

"Worth it," you shrug softly. 

He smiles too, dimples deep. 

"Always worth it with you, baby." 

✦ ✧ ✦ 🍯 A/N 🌙 ✦ ✧ ✦

Thank you so much for reading! I had a lot of fun playing around with this rooftop pool setting for this one, inspired by a certain someone's shirtless pool photo he posted the other day hehe.

I've been wanting to start writing more imagines for other MX members instead of just Honey (but clearly I'm failing bc my 3 WIPs are all him rn lmao), so if you have someone you've been wanting to read, please let me know!! <3

[ephemeralbvtch]

IN THE POOL WITH THE NEIGHBOUR 

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[havin-a-wee]

can you make a frat boy harry x reader where the boys were at hazs stepdads house (yeah they are famous too) and youve been hazs gf for a while and you and harry went out to skinny dip around midnight while the boys were watching a movie and then like a um scene where the girl would get eaten and stuff please?? sorry if its a bit confusing lln

Soaked

warnings: oral, female receiving 

word count: 1.4k

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“There she is!” 

You were greeted by the sweet voice of your long-term boyfriend, Harry, and you bounded into the movie room, taking a seat beside him. The chairs were large and velvet, and it didn’t take much time to get comfy in your seat.

“So we can start the movie now?” Zayn peeked his head behind his chair, looking at you and Harry for approval. The two of you nodded simultaneously and he turned back to the large screen in front of him.

You always loved spending time at Harry’s stepdad’s house, mostly because he was absolutely loaded with money. The in-home theater you were situated in was only one of many amenities that his California mansion had to offer, and it was a nice change from the small off-campus flat you shared with your roommate. Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn all lived together in their frat house. It was great for Harry because he was living with his best mates, but both of you sort of wished you could live together. 

The familiar Disney intro played out on the screen and it slowly faded to the movie, which was Tangled tonight. 

The big chair was a lot comfier than you had remembered, and you found yourself dozing off within the first fifteen minutes of the movie. Harry adjusted himself to allow you to lean on him while you slept, his warm body providing a comfortable and safe feeling.

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“Bubs? Y’awake?” 

You stirred slightly, your eyelids still heavy from the nap you had just been woken from. “Mhm” Your confirmation was muffled by the sweatshirt Harry was wearing that you had your face buried in. You let out a small whine of protest as Harry moved to stand up, towering over your curled-up body.

“Baby, the movies over, the boys already went t’bed.” You managed to lift your weary eyes at Harry’s words and gave him a meek smile. 

“Sorry I slept through it,” you whispered, just loud enough for Harry to hear.

“Nonsense, I love cuddlin’ with y’babe.” His reassurance gave you butterflies, your body fully awake now although your actions weren’t reflecting that. “M’actually thinkin’ we could go fo’ a swim, know how much y’love swimmin’ at night.” Your entire head perked up at his suggestion, especially because he was always too tired to go for late-night swims. 

You jumped up excitedly, causing Harry to step backward in shock. He chuckled at your quick change in mood and wrapped his arm around your waist, guiding you to the door. 

You ignored the tired aching of your muscles as Harry guided you to the pool. You turned to him in confusion, stopping his movement as well as yours. “Wait, we need swimsuits, Harry.” He just looked down at you and smirked, shaking his head before continuing to guide you outside. It took you a second to understand, but once you did a giddy feeling erupted in your tummy.

Soon enough the two of you were stripping naked beside the pool, leaving your clothes on a white lounge chair that sat by the pool. A loud splash made you whip your head around, only to see Harry’s face bobbing above the water at the deep end of the pool. You laughed as he smiled dopily at you, clearly very pleased with himself.

“Babe, c’mere, sit on the edge f’me.” He had swum to the edge of the pool, patting on the tile that bordered the edge of the water. 

You pouted slightly, wishing you could get in the water with him, but you obeyed nonetheless. You sat down on the smooth surface, the freezing tile causing goosebumps to cover your bum. Your knees were pulled up to your chest, and you peered over them to look at Harry in the pool in front of you.

His large hands grabbed your calves, the metal of his rings pressing into your skin. He moved your legs to hang over the edge and into the water, a small shiver wracking your body at the cold temperature. 

“Before y’swim w’me, will ye’ lemme get a taste of yeh? Been wantin’ this all day long.” His action finally made sense, and a wave of heat rolled through your body due to his dirty words. That heat was directed straight to your core, which was already quite wet from watching Harry undress earlier. 

“Yes, please Har,” you breathed out. He had this effect on you like no other man had ever had, and it was hitting you like a truck. 

His hands met your calves again, spreading your legs apart at an agonizingly slow pace. He was at a place in the water where he could stand perfectly well, and his head was at just the right level to put his mouth on you. He dipped his head in, starting by leaving small kisses on the sensitive flesh of the inside of your thighs. He sucked and bit over certain areas, ensuring that there would be a mark left there. “Love tasting yeh,” he spoke between each kiss he placed. “so much angel,” He breathed heavily before going back down, his kisses getting closer and closer to where you need him most. “Y’taste so sweet, y’know tha’?” 

“Harry, please,” your words were choppy and breathy, your lungs having trouble keeping air as pleasure rolled through you. 

“Please what love? Tell me what y’want bubs.”

“Want- I want your mouth..” Your words trailed off at the end because you were cut off by Harry’s harsh sucking on your clit. He had finally placed his mouth on your heat and you mewled at the feeling. Harry moaned in harmony with you, and you could feel the vibrations of his noises hitting your swollen button

“Fuck, just like that-” Your hand made its way to Harry’s chocolate brown curls, gripping down on them harshly. His hands rubbed on the outer portion of your thighs and you threw your head back in pleasure, placing your arms behind you to keep you from falling over.

His tongue moved from its place on your clit and dipped into you. He caressed your soft walls with his mouth, lapping up everything you had to offer. He lifted his head from you for a brief moment, sucking in a deep breath. “Y’always so good f’me, such a good girl.” His mouth found its place back on your core, his tongue dipping in and out of you as if he hadn’t eaten in a year.

His nose bumped your clit and you groaned loudly, prompting him to repeat the motion. Your legs were shaking around his head when he brought his attention back to your clit, sucking and nibbling on it softly. 

“H, I- I’m close, shit,” you whined, cursing when he applied a short burst of hard pressure onto your sensitive nub. You could tell your words encouraged him, his mouth working even faster than it had been. 

“Come for me Y/N, all over m’tongue.” It only took a few more seconds before you were sent tumbling over the edge, the knot in your stomach releasing and tingles ran through your body. Harry worked you down from your high, slowing his movement until coming to a complete stop. 

After a few minutes, his head was no longer between your thighs, and he rested his head on the tile next to you as both of you attempted to catch your breath. 

The tingling in your body had finally subsided enough that you could speak, so you turned to Harry and he did the same. “So that was your plan all along?” You smirked and pushed his shoulder playfully, eliciting a laugh from him.

“Well, it worked didn’t it?” You were the one to laugh this time, running your hands through his hair as he smiled up at you. You swiftly slipped yourself into the pool, giving your body a moment to adjust before turning to your boyfriend. He turned towards you as well, tucking some wet hair behind your ear to keep it out of your face. You leaned in for a kiss, but you were interrupted.

“You guys didn’t tell me you were going swimming!” Niall’s voice vibrated through your eardrums and your eyes widened in panic. Niall walked through the glass door and smiled at the two of you, unable to see anything but your faces. He turned his head and pointed towards the beach chair, his head tilting in confusion. “Hey, aren’t these the clothes.. oh.” His eyes opened wide and his cheeks flushed pink at the realization of what you were doing there. “I’ll just-” He pointed to the glass door behind him and ran in quickly, not allowing you or Harry to say anything. 

After you were sure that Niall was gone, you turned to each other at the exact same time and burst out in a fit of laughter. 

[stripper-patrick]

Pool Night🏊🏽‍♀️ Trey Songz

Warnings: smut, language, pool party, pool sex

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl

Relationship: Trey Songz x black plus sized reader

“I got drinks” Trey smiles holding bottles of Dusse and Patron in his hand. I’m sitting in my pool alone staring at the stars ahead.

It was about 11 o’clock at night when I decided I wanted to take a swim. I begged him to come with me and he finally agreed.

Trey smiles coming towards me with 2 glasses and a smirk on his face. He crouches down leaning further to my ear kissing it softly making me giggle. He pours our drinks and comes over to me handing me my glass of Dusse. I take a sip letting the sizzling liquid glide down my throat.

“You look good mama” he sits on the cement letting his feet drop and sway. I place my hands on his thighs resting my upper body on him while my lower body continuously kicks keeping me above water while I tread the deep end.

“You gon get in?” He nods taking another sip of his drink “now?”

“Hell Nah I just wanted to watch your pretty ass” I bat lashes with his favorite good girl smile

“Please daddy” his eyes never leave mine and he chuckles.

“Watch out” I move my hands watching him take off his shirt and a smile appears on my face. He drops his shorts leaving him in his boxers. I take it a step further pulling the string that holds up my bikini top allowing it to fall loose off my skin. Next I pull on the string holding my bikini bottoms and they come up floating on the surface of the water.

Trey comes in and notices me completely bare in the water. I watch him chuckle and I bite my lip curling my fingers for him to come to me.

He drops his boxers and swims over to me pressing his lips on mine. He picks me up and I feel the tip rubbing against my thigh getting more swollen. He groans pressing me against the wall teasing his dick on my pussy.

“What you want mamas” he whispers in my ear still teasing me mercilessly. My nails dig into his arm and I lean forward biting his thick bottom lip.

“I want you to fuck me daddy”

“You do realize that it a lot of work to get out the pool and cum so ima have to cum inside you ok?”

“Please” I beg. I want him to cum inside of me. Granite I won’t be the first woman to have his child but I know I love this man.

He moves away from me making me groan. Trey swims over to the chaise chair sitting in the pool. It’s not completely covered by water just a bit. He curls his fingers and I watch him make his hard dick jump. My favorite sight.

I scramble to pull myself out the water completely and I walk over jumping in his lap. I take his dick and guide into my dripping pussy. He holds my hips guiding me down letting my clit run against his lower stomach.

“That’s it baby ride this dick. This yo dick” he moans as I start bucking my hips. An idea pops into my head and I roll my hips around creating the letter C, I do it again spelling O and I continue until I spell the word ‘coconut’.

“Fuck” he arches his back a little and I rest my hands on his bent knees leaning back. My legs quiver as Trey bites his lip watching my breasts bounce and my breathing get more shallow. Treys hands drop to my waist as he starts bucking his hips pounding into me. I hold onto his shoulders dropping my head to give him a wet sloppy kiss.

The water rushes against our bodies with each thrust splashing against my back. I press my hands to the top of the chair moaning. Trey opens his mouth trying to catch my bouncing breasts between his lips.

“How it feel baby? It feel good”

“Yes daddy it feels so good” I bounce harder bringing us closer to our upcoming climax. My breathe is shaky, my legs and body trembling atop of his as he meets my jerking hips with his. Trey’s thumb rubs my clit. I let out a shriek flooding his waist with my dripping cum. My eyesight goes blurry as I rush through this mind blowing orgasm.

“That’s it mama cum for me” he moans. His hands tightly grip my hips pounding me out bringing himself to his own climax. The sounds of my pussy slushing and his balls clapping on my ass.

“T-Trey oh god”

“I’m cumming baby” he slows down and I keep up with riding him making sure I get every drop out of his balls.

“Wait Y/N slow down princess fuck” I bounce harder watching the veins pop out in his arms.

“No” I moan. My stomach tightens as I feel myself approaching another fast orgasm.

“Y...N” he says in a low broken moan “baby I’m begging you”

I ride faster finally cumming again with a scream this time squirting on his lower stomach and the chair. Trey is shaking along with me gripping my right cheek. I finally slow down and smile weakly while kissing him.

“You’re the devil” he laughs

“So I’ve been told” I giggle

[seouliie]

by the pool [m]

it was an unusually boring night at a party. but once jungkook showed up, it was anything but.

GENRE: party!au, smut

WORDS: 3855

MEMBER: jeon jungkook

WARNINGS: explicit sex, pool sex, dom!jungkook, oral (f receiving), use of ‘whore’, cussing, some crack at the end, jaehyun is a hoe, jimin hates y’all

Beats from a song run widely throughout the house, the bass a tad too loud but just right for the event going on. People dancing, drinking, making out, getting freaky, all the basic college frat party must-haves for a good time.

But for you, a not-so-good time.

The friend you came with decided to ditch you after only 30 minutes of drinking together. What made the whole thing worse was that you were the one that dragged her here, her the scared, shy girl who never parties- and here she is, dancing with the biggest fuckboy on campus, her hips moving confidently, a complete contrast to her usual self. Why were you even surprised? It always turns out like that; the fuckboy and the shy girl.

With a sigh, you lean your head back and let the rest of the God-knows-what liquid slip past your lips. You were not going to just stand there and watch while your antisocial best friend have the time of her life, and maybe even the fuck of her life. You were going to have fun. You were going to get laid. For fucks sake, you just wanted to do something.

“Let’s do this,” you mumble. Off-balance and slightly tipsy from the alcohol running through your system, you drop the red cup from your fingertips to lay next to the multitudes of plastic littering the floor. Sweaty bodies rub off on your bare arms, but you couldn’t care less. You had already reached the room with the beer in the freezer and liquid in the solos. The melody from the song playing had somehow motivated you to grab another cup from the table and down it in one go, the beats like the rhythm of your body as the drink smooths down your throat.

Just as you were about to walk out and to the dance floor to get wild, a surge of cold runs down your arm and onto the floor, dripping little puddles on the tile.

“Oh- Shit! Sorry, I didn’t mean to do…” The voice next to you trails off and you look up, only to be met with the eyes of a stranger you’ve never seen before. The corner of his lips twitch upwards. “...that.”

For some reason- maybe because of the alcohol or the desperate need for attention- you don’t get pissed at him like you would if you were sober. Instead, you use this as a chance to have some fun tonight, and not just only your friend. “Hmm, this was my favorite shirt…” you say in an amusing manner, and by the way the brunette’s eyes flash, he can tell.

He smiles before stepping closer to you, and you swear you could feel his body heat from where you were standing. “Maybe I can make it up to you somehow,” he says, obviously hinting towards something that doesn’t involve sunflowers and daisies on a bright sunday morning. “My name’s Jungkook.”

You smirk as you close the distance between the two of you, and in a split-second decision you decide to play a fun game of hard-to-get, just to make this night all the more interesting. “That’s a dope name.” It’s so obvious that you’re drunk, the slurring of your words vibrant. Placing a hand on the nape of his neck, you begin to rub slow circles on his skin.

His smile deepens. “Are you not going to tell me your name? Or should I just call you princess?” The way his breath mingles with yours makes your heart rate speed up, the adrenaline kicking in. “Princess? Never heard that one before,” you say mockingly, the two of you now moving mindlessly to the music. “You know people usually go with other things, like babygirl, right?”

“Why, does it bother you that I’m different?” When you don’t respond- you were too lost in the way his bottom lip tended to look thicker than the top (blame the liquor)- he just smiles. “Tell me your name.”

You connect eyes with him, and the moment you do, you both knew that tonight you were going fuck, no matter what- you were each other's for the night. You open your mouth, about to speak, not about to share your name though, when a voice cuts you off and ruins your whole plan.

“______!”

The both of you freeze as your shoulders drop and a sigh is released from within you. “Damn,” you utter.

Once you see the smirk on Jungkook’s face, it was confirmed that he now knows your name, and the idea in your head about the perfect night was immediately put to waste. How you love playing hard to get. “_____, huh?”

“Shut up,” you voice. Peering over your shoulder, your friend, Esther, is standing there with Jung Jaehyun by her side, their lips swollen and red. It doesn’t take a genius to know what they’re going to do next. “Yes, babe?”

“I have to, um… leave? Right now?” She’s talking with heavy breaths, clearly out of it.

Nodding, you try to make your voice sound less annoyed than it should be. “Okay. Have fun.” It’s all you can manage since you’re wanting to hurry and get back to the man in front of you. She nods and hurriedly walks off- more like dragged- with Jaehyun leading the way.

“There’s too much people in here, don’t you think?” The way Jungkook’s breath hits your neck pulls you back into the mood in a split second. “How about we go to the pool?”

You raise your brow. “The pool?”

“Sure, why not? It’s a lot more quiet, and-” He brings his lips so close to your ear, you could feel them brush against it with every move. He whispers: “-no one’s there to bother us.”

Before the either of you registered the situation, you were suddenly at the back of the house with the pool in sight. You couldn’t quite recall who made the move to go there, but you couldn’t bring yourself to give a fuck.

“I don’t have a swimsuit.” You blurt those words before you could even comprehend, immediately regretting them.

Jungkook shrugs, already reaching back to pull off his plain black tee. “Not a problem. Underwear would do.”

“Underwear?”

“Yup.” He has already pulled down the jeans that were previously confining his legs- not to mention his glorious thighs. A small smile arises onto his face as he notices your eyes caught up in his body. “What, too scared?”

If there’s one thing you go by, drunk or sober, it’s that you never back down. “Try me.” With that, you grab your shirt by the hem, tugging on it over your head and throwing it onto the ground. If you were sober, which you weren’t, you would’ve left a long time ago, let alone strip for a random stranger you just met.

But, you know.

You’re drunk as fuck.

Jungkook’s eyes roam down your body that was covered in black lace, now getting revealed by the removal of your shorts. Holy fuck he couldn’t wait to have you. Already feeling himself pulse just by looking at you, he looks away and walks down the stairs into the pool. “Oh, I will.”

Once completely left in your undergarments you find Jungkook already standing in the pool, and you begin to follow.

You smirk as he eyes your every step into the water, following every swing your hips make and every slight jiggle if your toned thighs. “Do you usually fuck girls in the pool?” He catches your eye with a small laugh.

“Why do you think that?”

You shiver, the water too cold for your liking. “Usually guys want to fuck in a bedroom or at least a bathroom. Not a pool.”

Jungkook tilts his head and starts to take steps toward you, teasingly slow. “Well, princess, it makes it all the more interesting, doesn’t it.” You couldn’t fight the way your heart sped up in your chest at his words. The idea of fucking in a pool seemed so erotic to you. Oh shit, you were sobering up- just a little, but you could still tell.

He now stands before you, his broad chest and toned abs almost pressed against you. All the both of you could do was stand there, mixing breaths, eating up the tension enveloping you, his dark doe eyes locked with yours. After what felt like hours, he finally began to lean in, his eyes fluttering shut.

And that was when you decided your night of hard to get wasn’t quite over.

Just when your lips were about to touch, you drop to your knees, emerging yourself into the water before pushing back a couple feet away. Jungkook was completely oblivious as he was awaiting for the moment your lips would touch his, but was met with nothing. His eyes opened to reveal you standing away from him, a wide smile, wet hair sprawled across your neck, and an innocent gleam in your eyes.

“What the fuck was that?” His voice was deep and stern, but it only made you more excited to play with him.

You shrug. “I dunno, just felt like it.” The thing was, you wanted him to tick, to become angry. They all put more effort when they’re mad.

“Just felt like it?” He repeats, head tilting as he walks towards you yet again. “Princess, you don’t fuck with me like that.”

You retort with a tilt of your head, mocking him. “Or what? Will I be punished?”

Jungkook grabs your hips, digging his fingers into them. “Worse than that, ____. You won’t be able to even crawl by the time I’m finished with you.”

Building up your last drop of courage, you lean forward to lick a long stripe up his neck. “So be it.”

It was like all hell broke loose. Lips meet teeth and tongue, hands find home wherever they are able to. The desire within the both of you was just so strong, neither one of you wanted to let go for even a second.

“Goddamn,” Jungkook mutters when his lips were off yours for a breath. “You’re driving me fucking insane.”

You didn’t say anything back as you grabbed the back of his head, pulling him in once again as your fingers became tangled within his hair. His long fingers were at your hips, sliding down to grasp your ass heavily, earning a gasp from you. Jungkook took the opportunity to place sloppy kisses from the corner of your mouth, to your cheek, to your jaw, and all the way down to your neck, making soft popping noises as he went along.

You were already in bliss, his touches and kisses added on with his grunts leaving you wet down below.

“Shit, Jungkook.” It was all you could think to say when he started sucking at your collarbone, occasionally biting the bruised the skin.

You couldn’t comprehend the way he forced your legs to wrap around his waist, or the way he started walking to the ledge. All you knew was that you were now sitting on the concrete with Jungkook spreading your legs so he could stand within you. His mouth was working wonders down your chest, his hands coming from behind to snap off the lace bra, throwing it to God knows where.

“Fucking hell,” uttered Jungkook, captivated by how pretty you looked bare to him and already fucked out. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”

The blush that spread to your cheeks couldn’t be controlled, but was easily wiped away when Jungkook wrapped his lips around one nipple, his fingers toying with the other. Sigh’s were released from you as he used his tongue to roll it around. Jungkook used his freehand to grab at your thigh, as if a sign that he was going to go there next.

His mouth worked down to the band of your underwear after he released your breast with a loud smack, and you shuddered at the thought of him going down on you. It wasn’t like you haven’t before, but you could already tell he was skilled with his tongue and having it on you down there was already sending you into the oblivion.

Using his fingers, he hastily pulls down the offending lace, stepping back to admire you in your naked glory. His cock was already twitching, just the sight of you was making him leak, and you haven’t even touched him. “Jesus, ____. You’re fucking dripping.” It was true. You could feel your arousal sliding down your thighs and into the pool below. “Fucking dripping straight into this pool.” The last sentence was more towards himself, but nonetheless you heard it.

“Hurry the fuck up, Jungkook.”

With that he gives a lustful smile, stepping forward to go back to where he was, but this time with a bend of his knees so he’s placed directly in front of your bare core. “Patience, princess.”

With a whine, you respond: “If you can’t tell, I don’t have any patience left. So fucking hurry up and- Oh shit.” You were cut off by his tongue running up your slit, slowly, making sure he tastes every part of you before he gradually begins to speed up his laps. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

He uses his fingers to spread your folds apart, his lips now having better access to your most sensitive of areas. If there’s one thing that makes Jungkook so different from all the other guys you’ve been with, it’s his speed. He’s licking like a man starved, your pussy his meal, and it’s making you shake with pleasure. You were withering beneath him, rutting your hips against his tongue.

“Jungkook, Jungkook, oh my God,” you whimpered endlessly as your hand got lost in his hair, earning a grunt from Jungkook. Dipping his tongue into your entrance ever so slightly, he uses the arousal to spread across your neglected clit. “Fuck!” You cry out.

The licks turn to harsh sucks, and you’re throwing your head back. Jungkook opens his eyes and sees your neck fully exposed, and he can’t resist the urge to mark it. He lifts his hand to dip a long finger into your hole, earning a groan from you, just getting his finger wet before he pulled out and placed it on your clit, rubbing small circles at a slow pace.

He runs his tongue up to your breast, leaving a wet trail, sucks on your breast once before traveling north up your throat, marking it skillfully. His finger was sending you into overdrive, and you were a moaning mess as Jungkook grabbed your roots and pulled your head back up. You locked eyes, his dark irises looking deep into yours as he watched the way your brows furrow and your mouth parts when he moves his finger faster.

“F-fu- ungh!” You couldn’t even produce any words as pleasure started coursing through your body, heat spreading all the way from your toes to your fingers, a tingly feeling erupting in your veins. You were close, and Jungkook was watching the whole thing.

Before you knew it, his lips were on yours, teeth clashing and his tongue entering your mouth, all as you were shaking from his touch. He adds a second finger on you clit to add more power and rubs even faster (how was it even possible?) and you finally reach your high.

Toes curling, legs shaking, head getting thrown back- you were there. A low, long groan emitted from your throat as you rode out your high, Jungkook using his lips to bruise your neck even more. Once you came down, he stopped moving his fingers without taking them off, and gave you time to breath as you collected yourself.

“Holy shit.”

All Jungkook could do was laugh at your fucked out state, your swollen lips and messy hair. You couldn’t complain though, he just gave you an amazing orgasm.

“Jungkook,” you say breathily.

“Yeah?”

“Are you gonna fuck me now, or what?”

You could see the way his eyes narrowed at you, amusement hidden in them. “You’re so needy.” He says lowly, and you squeak when he moves his fingers once on your already sensitive clit. “Scoot back,” he demands.

You do as he says, moving back and sideways so you’re parallel to the pool, mouth dropping open as you watch Jungkook lift himself out of the water, legs dripping, wet boxers doing nothing to mask his erection. God, did he look big. Drool was practically leaking out of your mouth at the sight of him getting on his knees before hovering over you.

He smirks. “Close your mouth, princess. You’ll catch flies.” The sentence catches you off guard, and you blink and wipe at your mouth, relieved to find nothing there.

Without warning he grinds into your bare core, your elbows stinging from the force of it into the concrete. A whine that escapes you causes Jungkook to look at you in amusement. “Are you always this needy, or am I just that good?” It was a mocking tone, really, since he knew the answer: Both.

“Just fucking fuck me already.” You were frustrated. Extremely frustrated.

With a chuckle and a sly tug of his boxers, he answers: “My pleasure, princess.”

With that he teases your hole with his tip, your arousal covering his head already in bunches, and slowly- oh so slowly- he eases in. God, he was fucking huge. The length of it felt like it was going in forever, perfectly filling you up. Jungkook grunts as your hips touch, and he stays, waiting for you to adjust to his size.

It only took a couple of moments. “Go, go,” you whined.

He groans deeply as you clench around him in a desperate manner, and he moves his hips in and out of your walls. “You’re so fucking tight, holy shit.”

You nearly shriek at his sudden increase of pace, your hands finding purchase in the back of his head. “S-Shit, Jungkook! Don’t stop, d-don’t fucking stop!”

It could have been hours where the two of you were going at it- you really didn’t know. You were so lost in the feeling of him inside you that you couldn’t comprehend what was going on besides the fact that he was fucking you mercilessly. Your ankles crossed behind his waist, your cries getting louder when Jungkook grabs them and puts them around his neck.

It was fucking incredible.

“J-Jungkook,” you stuttered out loudly. “I’m gonna c- fuck- I’m gonna cum!” The intense feeling builds from within you, starting at the pit of your stomach all the way to your toes.

“Not yet, hold it, princess,” he groaned, moving two fingers to rub harshly on your sensitive bud. How the fuck did he expect you to hold it if he was touching you there?

“I can’t, Jungkook, I…” You couldn’t say anything more since the pleasure was just too much. It was almost painful, the way your release was right there but you couldn’t let go of it just yet. “Jun-Jungkook!”

As his final words, he bends back over to whisper into your ear the words that trigger your high: “Come.”

Your ears ring and a loud sob washes over you at the vigor of your release. The cum spilled out of you and coated Jungkook’s cock, the sight making him pound into you even faster.

“Such a whore, coming all over my cock,” he breathed, his voice struggling as he was reaching his high as well. “Such a fucking whore.”

He gasps as he finally reaching it, pulling out before coming all over your chest and neck. “Shit, sorry,” the words barely come out, his breath gone.

You just nod, lifelessly laying there by the pool as the two orgasms had completely drained you. The both of you stayed in the position, breathing heavily as you tried to calm yourselves. You had to admit, that was the best you’ve ever had. Something about him made it so much more better than if it was someone else.

His brown irises were locked onto yours again, want still running deep in your veins. It was all cut off, however by the sound of clapping.

“Thanks guys, you just fucked up my moms pool.”

You turn your head to look at whoever said that, only to see Park Jimin standing there with an amused smile on his face. His hands were giving mock claps, and Jungkook rolled his eyes. “No problem, Park.”

He snorted in response, running a hand through his hair as you two looked around for your clothes. It was night time, so it made you less worried about him seeing you naked, considering it was almost pitch black outside besides the light of the house. Now that you noticed, it was empty inside. Jungkook seemed to have noticed the same thing.

“Is the party over?” He asks as he hands you your bra. You gratefully slip it on.

Jimin puts his hands on his hips, and if it weren’t so dark you were sure you could see his incredulous look. “You dumbfuck, it ended a while ago.”

You snap towards him. “Really? A while?”

“Yeah, but you two were so into fucking that you didn’t even notice. Oh yeah, and who the fuck has sex in a goddamn pool? Everyone saw it.” He clicks his tongue, obviously annoyed with the fact that you two were making a mess of his mom’s pool.

You shrug, and Jungkook looks over at you with a smirk on his face. “It was pretty fun, actually. Wouldn’t mind doing it again.”

Again? Your heart sped up at the thought. He wanted to do it again with you? You stared at him as you finally found your oversized shirt, putting your head though it to slip it back on. His eyes held a dark look to them, and you could feel yourself slowly getting sucked back in.

“No, no way.” Jimin killed the mood. “At least not in my moms pool. My little sister plays in there! How is she gonna feel if she finds out she’s swimming in a mass of cum and sweat? She’s only 8!”

“Okay, fine, calm down, Park,” says Jungkook as he walks back to the house.

However you were still looking for your underwear when you finally saw it, and that’s when you knew Jimin was going to kill you if he ever saw it.

It was floating in the middle of the pool. You quickly eye him before trying to come up with a way for you to get it- and fast.

You were too late.

“I-is that…?” He points to the material floating in the middle of the pool, and you darted. “_____ and Jeon Jungkook, I’m going to fucking murder you!”

Jungkook giggles as he finally sees what the item was, and grabs you by the hand. “It’s okay, fuck underwear.”

With that, the two of you run off and out of the house, down the street into who knows where, and you knew. This wasn’t going to be the end of him.

[calumance]

Pool smut clocks in as slightly under 4.5k words. Going to edit tomorrow, it will be up tomorrow night. 👀👀

[calumance]

My pool smut is at 3k words and I haven’t even gotten to the smut yet. 👀👀