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Pure Seduction

Niall

The sound of Niall splashing around in the pool is the first sound to greet you when you slide open the back door, towel and sunblock in hand. You catch a glimpse of his sopping blonde head as he does a few laps, and you smile to yourself, admiring the flex of his muscles as he glides through the water. You sit yourself down on a pool chair and start moisturizing yourself up.
“Ya finally made it out, huh?” Niall calls to you once he notices you’re there. He swims to the pool wall closest to you, perching his arms on the edge and grinning at you.
“Yepp,” you nod. “Did you remember to put sunscreen on?” He rolls his eyes.
“Yes, Ma.” You giggle a little as you stretch your leg out to rub the lotion into the skin there.
“Just making sure. I’m not going to put ice and aloe on you if you get burnt to a crisp again.”
“Like it was such a problem fer ya t’ have yer hands all over my sexy body,” he goads, floating out on his back as you finish up and finally descend the stairs into the pool.
“It was a problem, you wouldn’t stop whining.” He swims up to you as soon as you’re completely in the water, and soon his crystal blue eyes are inches from yours when he slides his hands up your body to hold onto your waist.
“Can I be honest wit’ ya and say t’at I’m a bit turned on from watchin’ ya rub yerself down like t’at?” Niall presses a chlorinated kiss to the corner of your mouth, and you wrap your arms around him.
“My mission is accomplished then.”

He cackles even as he gives you a full kiss, hands sliding around your back and locking around you.

“Fuckin’ tease…” You smile coyly, leaning in to kiss him again as his hands slide down to cup your ass. Niall lifts you, the buoyancy of the water helping him to easily get you wrapped around your waist as his tongue searches your mouth, drawing tiny whimpers from you. You don’t even realize he’s been moving until you feel your back touch the sun-warmed pool edge.
“Oh, Niall…” you bury your fingers in his hair, tugging at the wet strands the way he likes as he chases water droplets down your neck and onto your chest with his mouth, his tongue hot and drawing goosebumps in its wake. You wiggle your hips wantonly, rubbing against him for friction, and he hisses, digging his fingers into your ass as he squeezes it hard.
“Ya came out here just t’ get fucked, didn’t ya?” He pants against your skin, pupils dilated as he stares at you with a heated gaze. You stay silent, keeping your gaze locked with his as you reach back behind your neck and undo the tie to your bikini top, leaning back as much as you can to maneuver the whole thing off and bare your chest to him. His eyes immediately fall to your breasts, licking his lips as you cup them and run your own thumbs over the tightening nipples. “Ya want Daddy to suck on those pretty little nipples, don’t ya?” His voice has dropped lower, accent thick with arousal, and it sends waves of heat straight to your core. You bite your lip hard and nod at him.
“Always.” Niall lets out a dark little chuckle, and then he’s lifting you up even more, setting you on the edge of the pool.
You barely have time to orient yourself when he presses up against you, hands holding tight to your thighs, mouth fastening over your nipple. You let out a loud moan, arching your back into him. He hums against your skin, sending vibrations that he compounds with his teeth grazing over your nipple before he clamps them down on it just shy of pain. Your breath heaves in your lungs, you lock your legs around his torso and dig your nails into the skin of his shoulders, shamelessly holding his face to your chest. With one hand he kneads at your free breast, tweaking that nipple with his fingers while his tongue lavishes attention on the other. “Ah, fuck, you’re making me so wet…”
“Yeah?” He murmurs up at you, glancing up with a cocky little smirk even as he slides one hand between your legs and pushes your swim bottoms aside to feel for himself. “T’at’s ‘cause Daddy knows how t’ treat his girl, doesn’t he?” You nod frantically, eyes slipping shut in pleasure as he massages your clit slowly with one finger, making your toes curl. “Tell me what ya want, beautiful.”
“Y-your mouth…” you pant quietly, your body wiggling unrestrained now as he continues to collect your wetness and swirl it around your clit. “I want your mouth on my pussy.”
“T’at’s what I thought. I know what ya like.” Niall removes his hand to your displeasure, but he presses his finger to your mouth and you immediately accept it between your lips. You taste an interesting mix of pool water and your own distinct flavor, but for some reason it only turns you on even more.
“Please, Daddy,” you whimper, pleading with him. He gives you a hard kiss, nipping at your bottom lip.
“Whatever my pretty girl wants.” He winks at you, and then he presses you back to lean on your elbows, his hands grappling at your bottoms to get them off. Once he succeeds, he presses nibbling kisses on your hips and down your thighs, nuzzling his face in the juncture between your wet center and your thigh and making you sigh. His palms press against your knees, holding them open, and the first lick comes to you unexpectedly. You gasp out his name, hips immediately rising for more, and because he loves the way you sound when completely at his mercy, he gives it to you.

He licks you from your entrance to your clit and above it, tonguing lightly at the sensitive area right above the swollen bud, and you collapse back onto your back, thighs straining against his hands trying to shut.
Niall licks and sucks and kisses at your folds like he’s trying to pay his rent, tongue flicking your clit, tracing shapes and patterns around it until he finds the one that makes your body jerk and your voice reach a note you’re pretty sure only dogs can hear. His low laugh rasps against your hot, slick skin, and when he engulfs your clit in his mouth you can’t help it; you let out a yelp and clamp your legs around Niall’s head. To your surprise, he doesn’t try to open you back up, instead he seems to only be spurred on by the fact that his face is trapped against your pussy. His big, guitar calloused hands rub down the outsides of your shaking thighs, tightening around them as he continues licking you out.
“Niall…Niall, oh my God, Ni…” you chant, the fingers of both hands running through and gripping on his hair. You’re close and you try to warn him of it, though most of what you can say is blissed out, incoherent babble, and Niall wraps his hands around the backs of your knees, pushing until your legs are higher, knees close to your chest so he can get better access to where he wants to go. The angle is a little awkward, but he manages to get his fingers over your clit at the same time his tongue circles your entrance and delves inside. The slick pressure of his tongue against your walls, and the sloppy but effective rubbing of your clit finishes you off, and as you writhe and convulse and sob out delirious pleas, Niall milks you for all your worth, lapping at the rush of wetness that floods from you.
He lets you lower your numb legs, pressing a wet kiss to the inside of one thigh before he levers himself up out of the water. You struggle to sit up, leaning on shaky arms, and when you gaze up at Niall you find him already pushing down his swim trunks and crouching next to you with a towel. It’s no surprise to you that his cock bobs, hard and ready, between his legs with every movement.
“C’mere,” he beckons you after he’s laid the towel out in front of himself. You manage to crawl the short distance to him, where he captures your lips in a hot, open mouthed kiss.
His lips are still a little moist, still tasting like you, and you moan into his mouth as he tweaks both of your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. “Turn around, all fours fer me, babe,” he instructs you. “Daddy needs ya.” You immediately obey, moving until your ass is facing him, and you glance over your shoulder at him as he gets himself into position behind you. His hands come to your ass as he admires it, rubbing and stroking you before giving you a light swat. You allow yourself to moan a little, knowing how much he loves hearing your reactions to being spanked, and as you expected, he rewards you with a harder slap. He rubs the stinging away as you whimper his name, swaying your hips in heightening anticipation.
“Daddy, please…” Niall leans down and kisses the base of your spine, dragging his lips up along your skin and making you shudder. His hands slide along your sides, squeezing your hips.
“Please what?” He presses his body down against yours, and you whine loudly when you feel his cock bump up against your entrance.
“Please fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy,” you gasp, and you feel one of his hands reach between you, where he grips and rubs himself along your slit until your upper body drops against the ground, raising your ass higher for him as you moan and beg for him.
“Ya look so good like dis, you know t’at?” Niall positions himself, and then he’s sliding inside you, stretching you in the best way, his thickness making your fingers clench in the towel beneath you. “Christ…ah, fuck, fuck, ya feel like heaven.” His hands hold tight to your hips, holding them still as he rocks his hips against yours.
You press your cheek against the towel, trying to push back onto his thrusts but he won’t let you. He controls the rhythm, how fast his cock works in and out of you, how hard his hips snap against your own. His hands rub and knead at your ass as he thrusts, mumbling under his breath how much he loves it, how he wants to fuck you there one day, and he punctuates his words with sharp spanks.
Niall’s movements begin to come faster, his skin slapping into yours as his hands push and pull your hips to meet him, and you find yourself reaching between your own legs to work your clit. You cry out his name, your body rocking with the force of him now pounding you, and he lets out a groan.
“Yeh, cum fer me, baby. C’mon,” he whispers lowly. “T’at’s it, cum on Daddy’s cock.” It takes little more than that to have you flying over the edge, mouth open in a silent scream as your body trembles for the second time. Niall grunts behind you, bucking hard into you and holding himself there when your walls close around him so tightly it’s almost painful. “Fuck, baby, so good,” he groans, resuming his thrusts and fucking your oversensitive body until your name falls from his lips with a string of curses as he spills himself into you.
“Owww…” you hear him mumble after the both of you have laid your limp, sated bodies on the towel. You frown over at him.
“What? Are you hurt?” Niall’s trying to look at the back of his shoulder, craning his neck and touching the skin tenderly with one hand. You take a closer look and realize his skin is rather pink, almost red. “Niall! You can’t be serious!”
“I can’t reach back there t’ put t’e sunscreen on!” He tries to defend himself, though he does look pitifully sheepish. “I was gunna ask you t’ put it on for me. But then we got…distracted.” He grins crookedly at you but his attempt to placate you is a failure. You smack his leg as you stand up, grabbing your towel off the chair you sat in earlier and wrapping it around yourself.
“Come on, you idiot,” you grumble, already on your way inside and hearing him pad behind you like a scolded puppy. “I’ll get the damn aloe.”

Notes

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I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE THAT OUT FOR WEEKS NOW! I CAN SUBSCRIBE, RATE AND COMMENT BUT I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW TO FRICKIN VOTE!!!!! ARGH!

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Great Sequal!!! XD

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10/11/17

Plz do a foursome with all the guys

Please write some more soon. Your a great writer

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