The muscular ex-con waded through the water towards Missy. The teeny-bikini clad teen felt a mixture of unease and excitement as the mysterious man called Snake approached her. Snake was the exact type of man her Pa was worried she’d meet if she’d gone on her trip alone. Missy knew that she’d put herself in a dangerous position, Pa and Cody would be livid if they saw her sharing the pool with the nearly naked black stranger. The tingle between her legs grew stronger, truth be told this was the sort of danger she had wanted to experience on her trip and the fact that her father and brother were so nearby just made the whole situation feel more exciting.
Snake reached over, trying to touch the young redhead. Before he could, Missy gave a nervous giggle and kicked off, swimming further away from Snake and towards the deep end.
“So little Missy wants to cocktease, I can deal with this.” Snake thought, as his cock continued to strain against the confines of his speedo, despite being immersed in the water.
Missy had completed a full lap of the pool and was back in the shallow end, she enjoyed the feeling of gliding through the water. Snake swam towards her.
“Tell me little Missy, you ever gone for a moonlit swim with a strange man before tonight?” Snake asked the redhead.
“No, Mr. Snake. There’s a swimming hole near my house. I go swim there some nights, but mostly I’m by myself.” Missy replied, she purposefully neglected to tell Snake of how often her night swims by the farm saw her skinny-dipping rather than using a bathing suit. Snake quickly swam towards Missy until he was standing right next to her in the shallow end of the pool.
“I like the sound of that. You look like you’re a fine swimmer Missy, hell you’re a fine everything else girl.” Snake said. Missy giggled at Snake’s compliment, his smooth talk was getting to her and she was starting to feel comfortable around the black giant. Snake put his massive arm around Missy’s shoulders and drew her closer to him, with no objections from her. “Why don’t we have ourselves a race, little darling?” Snake asked into Missy’s ear.
“For fun?” Missy asked back, “I’d be up for that.”
“Wait a minute, Missy. You’re on the road to Vegas, aren’t you girl?” Snake asked again, moving his plan to get into Missy’s panties a little further ahead.
“Yeah, I am.” The girl replied.
“Then why don’t we get into the Vegas spirit and put a lil’ wager on the results of our race. How about, whoever wins gets to make a request of the loser that they have to do, no matter what the request is.” Snake said to the busty teen.
Missy took a moment to consider the wager. She was really pushing it now. Missy knew she was a strong swimmer, and one of the fastest in her school swim-team. If she won, then she could get the older Snake to buy her some booze for the night or maybe even give in to her curiosity and ask for a peek at Snake’s ‘snake’. But if she lost she’d be at the mercy of the charming but intimidating stranger.
“Cmon girl, four laps of the pool. First to finish wins. You going to take Mr. Snake on or you chicken?” Snake cajoled her, trying to pressure her into the race.
“Oh that’s it, you're on Mr. Snake! Let’s do this!” Missy excitedly shouted, then kicked off the wall to win a sneaky head start in their now high stakes swimming race. |