Todays Coxville progress

“Hey, look who’s here,” said Frank, grinning. “Care if we join you?” He was already stepping down into the water.

Corrinne rolled her eyes. Frank was coming in on her right while Sam was squeezing in on her left. Saw was wearing standard swim trunks. He was trim, but not overly muscular. Frank on the other hand, was pretty cut for a man her father’s age. He had a medium build with well defined musculature. He was wearing a tight speedo that went with his swimmer’s build. He stood on the bottom of the hot tub. His crotch eye-level. Corrinne tried to look away, but still stared at it out of the corner of her eye. He was clearly displaying himself to her and she had to admit the bulge was impressive. She wouldn’t have been surprised if he were packing an eight-inch penis under there. He was smirking cockily, clearly proud of his physique and his prick and happy to show off his goods. She suppressed a giggle imagining Leon standing up to show him what a real man looks like. Finally, he sat down.

“So, Corrinne, I notice you’re wearing an engagement ring,” said Sam.

“Yes,” she said, smiling and holding her hand up out of the water, fingers outstretched to show off her ring.

“It’s not very big,” said Frank.

Corrinne lowered her hand. “It was all he could afford. He’s completing a medical residency. Just five years to go and he’ll be Dr. Simon Gerrard.”

“You should keep your maiden name,” said Sam.

“I agree,” said Frank, nodding. “Cox is better. You like Cox don’t you Corrinne?” She jerked a little when his hand found her knee under the water. It rested there squeezing her knee. “I think you’d be happier with Cox.” The hand slid over to her inner thigh.

“He’s a lucky man,” said Sam. “I hope he appreciates you. A woman like you needs to be treated right.” He placed his hand on her left knee, squeezing in a little closer.

Corrinne had gone pale and felt faint. Her right hand grabbed Frank’s wrist to stop him from getting and closer to her bikini bottom. Her heart was still beating heavily. A part of her wanted to give in to their advances. Why not? They’d show her a good time. Frank wouldn’t squirt at the sight of her naked body. She blamed LD’s porn for her slutty thoughts. She’d had fantasies before, but they were always straight sex with one particular man she found attractive.

“This Simon guy deserve her?” asked Frank, wiggling his hand out of her grip and flipping it around so that he was holding her wrist.

“Nope. He’s a bit of a loser.”

“LEON!” Corrinne exclaimed, indignantly as Frank pulled her wrist of towards his lap.

Leon shrugged. “Sorry, but he is a wimp and he doesn’t like football. He doesn’t like football,” he said more emphatically.

“He does sound like a loser,” said Frank, placing her hand on his penis. “Dump him and stick with Cox.”

Corrinne closed her hand around his penis. It was impressively thick. She fought not to stroke it. Sam’s hand was sliding up her thigh and his fingers were trying to work their way under her panty. She sucked her lower lip into her mouth, giving Frank’s cock a little squeeze. “Leon?” she pleaded, looking over at her boss.

“Looks like a tight squeeze over there. Why don’t you come sit by me,” he said, gallantly coming to her rescue.

“Yes, I think I will,” she said, rising up just as the tip of Sam’s finger found her slit. Her hand stroked up Frank’s shaft, feeling his length before letting it go.

Corrinne didn’t stand straight up. She just rose, bent over and stepped closer to Leon. Frank whistled when her firm round ass came up out of the water. She felt his hand rise up and give her cheek a quick squeeze.

“Unbelievable,” said Sam, staring at her ass as Frank was grabbing it.

“What?” asked Corrinne, sitting down as close to Leon as she could. Their legs were rubbing together under the water. She immediately relaxed, feeling safer beside her boss. Still, she couldn’t stop thinking about Frank’s prick. It had felt around eight inches and twice as thick as Simon’s. It was the biggest she’d even felt or seen on a white man. Would one night with him be so bad?

“You. I’ve never seen a woman quite like you. You look like Jessica Rabbit kicked up a notch or ten.”

“Thanks, I guess,” she replied, not sure she liked being compared to a cartoon. Frank had slid closer, trapping her between him and Leon. Now her legs were brushing against both men. Underwater, his hand closed around her wrist again and pulled her hand back over to his prick. She closed her hand around it. No harm just touching it?

“Seriously, your figure is unbelievable,’ said Sam. “Could you stand up and give us a good look?”

“Uh, no thanks,” she said as Frank’s hand found her knee again.

“She’s good doing what she’s doing, Sam,” said Frank. He liked where this was going. She wasn’t jerking him off, but she was running her hand along the length, feeling his size. He moved his hand up her thigh, leaning in so that he could cup her pubic mound. She sat up straight and released his dick.

“Oh! You know, it’s still a little cramped in here.” Corrinne lifted her ass of the seat and slid over to her right. Now it was Leon’s turn to sit up straight as she jumped into his lap. “Sorry boss,” she apologized.

“That works,” muttered Sam. Her breasts were above the water level sitting in Leon’s lap. “That bikini’s so small, you might as well take it off.”

“We’re under surveillance,” she replied, squirming around in Leon’s lap. His bulging crotch was pressing into her ass. She lifted up, sliding up as Napoleon slid down a little. His strong hands cupped her bare ass cheeks guiding her crotch down right on his bulge. His hands slid up her sides until she was steady and stayed there. His thumbs were pressing into her back and moving around massaging her. It felt good and she fought not to moan.

“Are you saying you’d take it off if there wasn’t a camera?” asked Sam

“No cameras in our room. Perhaps you’d give us a little show?” added Frank.

“I’m not a stripper,” Corrinne said, indignantly. She pushed down into Leon’s bulge. It was swelling fast.

Leon slid his hands up her sides and pulled her back into his chest. “Sorry,” he whispered in her ear.

“It’s okay,” she whispered back, slowly grinding her crotch around the coiled-up bulge.

He growled softly. “The suit won’t hold it.” The head was already forcing its way out of the hem. “I have to take it out. It’ll press against your back?”

“Okay,”

“What are you two whispering about?” asked Frank.

“Nothing,” said Corrinne, standing up.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” said Sam, staring in awe at her body. Even Frank’s smug look seemed to falter as he stared at her.

“Relax, I’m just making an adjustment,” she said, reaching behind her and pulling on her thong. She suddenly realized that her bare ass was practically right in Leon’s face and she quickly sat back down. Too quickly.

He’d freed his huge cock, but hadn’t pulled it back against his stomach. Corrinne came down right on his shaft and found herself straddling his cock like she was a witch riding a broomstick. It wasn’t her plastic dildo. It was alive! It throbbed with life and power, giving off a different kind of heat then the hot water bubbling around them. She leaned back into him, sliding her crotch along the shaft towards the tip. She turned her head towards him, her lips whispering in his ear. “You’re so big!”

She felt his cock jerk between his legs. She slid her crotch back down the shaft. Leon’s throat was growling in her ear. His hands were on her waist again. They slid up to the sides of her breasts, then back down her waist and over her hips, caressing her down to her thighs. “Damn Corrinne, you have to stop,” he whispered.

“Mmmm,” she agreed, raising her hips. Her crotch slid along his shaft, the thin material covering her pubic mound twisting up until part of her pussy was bare and touching his bare cock. She raised her hips all the way to the bulbous head of his cock.

Leon’s hands slid back up to her hips and she prayed he was untying the sides of her bikini. They slid back up to her waist. “You need to get off,” he said, louder.

She agreed. She needed to get off. Her hips came up and lowered, her labia spreading open around the head. His cock twitched again forcing more of the head into her. His grip tightened on her waist. He was going to pull her down into his black cock and she was going to take the whole thing. She didn’t care if it killed her. Instead, he pushed her up.

Corrinne stood up again. She opened her eyes. Frank and Sam had been staring at them, silently and shocked. She must have looked like a wanton slut. Now their eyes were focusing on her body again, at the wet top tightly clinging to her erect nipples, at the twisted up bottoms, pulled aside so that her blonde pubic hair was visible. “Uh.. I think I’ll hit the sauna.” She turned and climbed out of the bubbling tub, six eyes staring at her ass as she stumbled her way towards the sauna.

“I think I’ll join you,” said Frank.

She turned. “NO! I’d like to be left alone.”

“Come on baby, let me keep you company,” he said.

“Leave her alone,” said Leon.

Frank had stood up. He’d tucked his prick back into his speedos, but the material was still tented out from his still erect penis. He looked angrily down at the black man almost like he was foolishly about to fight him. The last thing Corrinne saw before turning back towards the sauna was the look of absolute horror crossing Frank’s face as he stared down at the black serpent rising up out of the water. Sam was staring at it too and had slid as far away from Leon’s black cock as he could without getting out of the tub. Frank sank back down into the water next to Sam, the smug look of superiority wiped off his face.

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Corrinne turned the sauna up and opened the door. She froze at the wall of white that greeted her. It should have taken some time to steam up? The rectangular wall of white reminded her of the picture of the fog covering Coxville that her mom had just texted her. Corrinne took a deep breath and stepped inside.

The steam was swirling around her. She stumbled her way forwards, her steps tentative until they bumped into a bench. She was drunk and horny. The heat of the tub and sauna was getting to her. Her nipples ached and throbbed until she had to reach up and squeeze them. Worst of all, she was filled with shame at her wanton behavior. What must Leon think of her?

She sat down on the bench. Her nipples were hurting now, the tight bikini was getting tighter, shrinking into her breast. She was the panty. She quickly untied the strings. She sighed with relief as the bikini fell off. Corrinne closed her eyes and laid her head back against the wall.

Strong hands grabbed her ankles and pulled them open. She slid down the wall, laying on the bench. Her lover cupped his strong arms under her knees and lifted her hips up off the bench. She opened her eyes. “I hoped you’d come,” she whispered.

Leon’s dark form hovered between her legs. His vaporous torso ebbed and flowed with the steam. “Corrinne,” he whispered, lifting her up until her pussy was lined up with the giant misty cock. He plunged forwards and it felt like her pussy was opening for him before he’d even touched it.

“Oh my god,” she moaned, raising her hips into each thrust of his cock. “Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!”

His hot foggy hands slid up her stomach and squeezed her breasts, finally giving her nipples the relief they craved as he squeezed them hard between his fingers. Everywhere his hands touched, left behind hot droplets of condensation. “Corrinne,” he whispered again.

“Master,” she answered. “Fuck me! Seed me, master.”

Leon rammed his cock in to the balls. It jerked, spraying her womb full of seed. It was still filling her as he leaned down over her, their lips touching in a loving kiss. She wondered where the beard had come from. He was jerked back. “Corrinne,” he gasped.

Her lips tried to follow him. The shadowy man was clutching his throat. His head snapped to the side like his neck was broken. His cock freed her pussy, still spewing his seed. It sprayed all over her body, leaving more rivulets of sweat and condensation everywhere it touched her body. “Corrinne,” he rasped so softly she could barely hear him. She watched in horror as her shadowy lover was snatched back into the steam, disappearing from her sight.

“CORRINNE!”

She opened her eyes, jerking awake. Leon banged on the door again. “Hold on,” she called, pulling her fingers from her pussy. She looked around. The sauna wasn’t half as steamy as she’d imagined. She could see pretty clearly through the tendrils in the room. She frowned, confused. Her bikini top was in the far corner of the room, wadded up like it had been tossed there. Her bottoms were in another corner as far away from her bench as they could be.

It took her ten minutes to untangle the material and fix the strings so that she could stretch the tight material back around her body. Leon banged again just as she pulled the door open. Leon looked down her body, taking a step back. “What?” she asked.

“You look different.” His eyes swept down her body. “Seriously, you were in there thirty minutes. I started to get worried.” He held her robe open for her.

“Wow! That long? Why didn’t you come get me?”

“I had to wait for a swelling to go down.”

She tightened her belt. “Sorry. I guess things got carried away. Please don’t hate me.”

Leon looked sad. His hand rose and rested against her cheek. He looked into her eyes. She wanted to close hers and pucker her lips. “I could never hate you, Corrinne. It was my fault as well as yours.”

She smiled, tears welling in her eyes. He dropped his hand and she looked back over to the hot tub.

“They left awhile ago. Couldn’t get out of here fast enough.”

“Thanks for the help.”

“Let’s go. It’s late.”

They left the pool and entered the lobby area. The hallway was mirrored. She did look different. Her skin was still covered in condensation and her hair was soaked, hanging straight down. She looked like a nymph that had just emerged from a waterfall. She looked like a lascivious slut.