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Subject: {ASSM} Story: An Angel  <MF public>
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An Angel
By Patience Bryce
Copyright 8/25/2002

He sat on the edge of the pool, trying to be nonchalant watching the
women in their various swimsuits. Some of the women of course were
more attractive to his eyes then others. What a variety, young slender
women in their teeny bright colored bikini's, older matronly ones,
wearing one piece suits in dark colors, and every other age and size
in between. Enough eye candy to keep him interested. His goal was to
check out every female there, front and back.  He was always trying to
find that one special one to especially keep track of, and maybe even
strike up a conversation with.  Not that he intended anything but the
simple pleasure of talking to an attractive scantily clad female.

Overall it seemed to be a typical day at the pool. No one person
really stood out above the others. He did keep looking over at the
deeper end of the pool, to catch a full body glimpse of he dark haired
woman at the far edge.  She stayed covered by the water and was too
far to really tell anything about her, other then her long dark hair
that matted against her back whenever she would rise up higher from
the water line. That in it self was reason enough for him to keep an
eye out for her. He watched as she started to swim the length of the
pool, trying to see what he could, as she got closer.

Suddenly there was a commotion at the snack bar and he turned away
from the pool to see what was going on. When he turned back to the
pool he had lost sight of the woman. Now she couldn't have just
disappeared. A soft voice next to him excused herself but asked him
for assistance. Reluctantly he took his eyes off the pool and turned
towards the voice. To his surprise, it was the woman he had been
trying to `check out'.  He hadn't been prepared for what he saw. Right
next to him, still in the water, was his ideal dream girl, the long
dark hair and dark brown eyes accentuated by her arched black eyebrows
as she looked up at him questioningly. Skin the color of dark caramel.
Her lips slightly parted as his gaze moved down. She was busty, the
top of her breasts spilling over her bathing suit top, shiny from the
water;  a mouth-watering sight. He was suddenly aware that he had the
beginnings of an erection.

Smiling at her he eased himself down into the water and asked what she
needed.  She explained that some of her hair must have become
entangled with the strings of her bathing suit top when she put it on,
and now wet, it was pulling and causing her discomfort if she raised
her head fully. She tilted her head slightly watching him as she
explained that she couldn't very well untie and re-tie her suit
without risking...spillage.

He moved behind her in the water and began carefully to move her long
hair out of the way. The weight of it in his hands make his crotch
twitch. Section by section he moved more hair, until he could see that
there were some errant strands that had been tied into the strings
holding up her suit top. Slowly he began to untie the strings, being
careful not to yank any more on the wet tangled strands. When the
strings were undone he could feel the weight of her breasts pulling
hard on them. The very idea of those breasts freely moving in the
water was causing his erection to rise further. His work finally done,
he moved back to the side of pool next to her.  She was adjusting her
top as he stared at her magnificent breasts.  Her hard nipples easily
seen pressed against the thin material.

She caught him staring, and smiled at him, as he turned red. Caught
red handed he figured the best thing to do was to apologize, but added
that it was difficult not to notice what a lovely form she had. She
seemed to thrust herself out a little as she explained that unlike
some women she was not offended and took it as a compliment, as she
was very proud of her body.  Mentally he was kicking himself as he
made some lame remark about her having a lot to be proud of.  She
laughed and introduced herself as Angel, followed by an invitation to
join her out in the deeper area of the pool, away from the crowd of
people.

Silently he followed her, swimming after her graceful form, her hair
flowing out along the water behind her. At this rate he figured he
would have to stay in the pool for hours before this hard on went
away!  At the wall in the deeper section she moved closer to him and
looked him up and down. Smiling up into his blue eyes she commented
that indeed it seems that he truly does `admire' her, and hoped it
didn't make him too `uncomfortable'.  He didn't quite know what to
make of her boldness, and only said that not yet was it a problem.

He could only stare at her, inches away. Her eyes intently watching
his when he suddenly felt something against his crotch.  Looking down
he saw that Angel had placed her hand over his crotch and was tracing
the outline of his hardness.  He sighed deeply. He took his left hand
and moved it under her breast and started to rub it along her top. She
too sighed. As quickly as she had touched him, was how quickly she
moved away from him. Grinning for a split second before pushing
herself under the water...towards him. Her hands grabbed onto his hips
as she placed her mouth against the crotch of his swimming trunks and
blew hard against it. His trunks filled with air and bubbles move up
along his hardness ... creating a tingling sensation as she rose up out
of the water pressing her body tightly against him.

He quickly glanced around the pool and finally put his arms around her
and looked down at her as his lips met hers. Held close together she
slipped her hand into his trunks and grasped the shaft of his cock and
squeezed it once, twice, as she pushed the top of the trunks down just
enough to expose the head to the pool water.  He couldn't help but
moan into her mouth.  She was making him dizzy. Angel brought her arms
up out of the water and wrapped them around his neck. He felt the
pressure of her arms as she pulled slightly with them, feeling her
weight momentarily until her legs moved up in the water and wrapped
around his waist.

The sun had been making its decent from the sky, but it wasn't quite
time for the lights to come on surrounding the pool. It was the
perfect time to take a chance. Not that he felt he had a choice.  His
dream girl had conveniently wrapped herself around him, and he needed
to have her right then and there. She was so willing. No man could
have resisted.  And he didn't.  With his left hand snaked around her
back, helping to support her in the water, his right hand moved to her
crotch, pushing the filmy material to the side as his fingers probed
her smooth bald pussy. In the water she started to thrust. He wanted
to play with her for hours but knew there wasn't time. He pulled the
front of his trunks down a little further, freeing enough of his cock.
She was squirming now, pressing her hotness to him.  His left hand
slid down to her buttocks, grasping it firmly as he lifted her
slightly, and with his right hand guided his cock into the hot dark
wetness of her pussy.

Angel buried her head in his shoulder. He could feel her teeth against
his skin as she tried not to make any suspicious noise.  Now was not
the time to inadvertently bring attention. Slowly they each did their
own little dance there in the water. Slight movements back and
forth...side to side. The muscles inside her pussy contracted around him
over and over again. Holding her he turned and pressed her back to the
wall of the pool and pushed deeper inside her.  He could hear her
whimper and his cock was soaked in a new rush of hot wetness. One hand
tangled in her hair as the other reached up and grasped a large
breast, finding the nipple to squeeze and pinch, making her rock
harder on him.

Hearing a slight hum he looked up and saw that the pool lights were
beginning to warm up, soon to bath them in brilliant white light. Not
holding back any longer he yanked on her hair, pulling her head back,
her lips to him as he crushed them with his own.  His tongue delving
inside her mouth as his cock delved deep into her pussy...holding it
there...throbbing...squirting inside her. He growled deep into her mouth
as he came hard.

The lights hitting their brightest, he pulled out of her and quickly
adjusted his swimming trunks. It was going to take everything he had
to be able to climb out of the pool. He got out first and offered his
hand to Angel and helped her out. He pulled her close to him and
gently kissed her.  She smiled at him and explained that she needed to
go to the rest room. He pointed out where he was sitting before she
went off.  Laying on his towel, marveling at his incredible luck he
let his mind recreate the scene over again. Another erection
threatened and he let go of the memory quickly.

He got up and looked around. The pool was soon closing and he was
ready to go, hoping Angel would want to have dinner and ... well maybe
more of what they had experienced.  Looking around he wondered what
had been taking her so long. He walked around the pool and saw no
signs of her. Others were gathering up their belongings and leaving.
He walked the perimeter of the pool again without results.  He finally
asked someone to check the bathroom for him. There was no sign of her.

While momentarily disappointed he found himself chuckling...Angel huh? 


Feedback and comments encouraged: ms_patience@hotmail.com

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