0 comments/ 38060 views/ 7 favorites The Pool Sitter By: Loveitinwater It had been a long trip. I came home in the early afternoon, exhausted from book signings and readings, and thinking only of a nap, and then some sun by my pool. The house looked empty when I came in, but neat. I checked the food bowl for my cats Brutus and Bruiser and smiled. Alyssa had kept them well fed. Alyssa was the daughter of my neighbors, now 21 and headed for her last year of college. After my divorce, I needed someone to care for the house when I took my trips, and Alyssa was a perfect choice. She was quiet, demure, and responsible. She was also incredibly cute. Standing no more than five foot two, she was a pert blonde with shoulder length hair, 32b breasts, and a shy smile that she seemed to have no idea melted men everywhere. She was studious, but also loved to tease me about the wild parties she would throw when I was gone. "Just invite me to one," I would say, "and bring one of your friends, too." The idea always made me smile, the pipe dream of a man twice her age. I almost thought dreams were coming true, though, when I looked out my kitchen window and saw her sunning herself by my pool. I grasped the sink as I watched her shift her legs idly as she read. She was no more than 10 feet away, on her back and facing away from me in an orange bikini that framed her soft breasts in small triangular cups. I looked down the length of her firm, slender body, imagining my fingertips brushing her bare skin as I kissed her neck. Finally I pushed myself back from the sink and walked to the sliding glass door, all the while feeling a quivering in my legs. "I hope that is something of mine you are reading," I said as I shut the door behind me. "Well hey there," said Alyssa, standing up as she set her magazine on a table. Her bikini sculpted her petite and pert, with ties on her hips I could only imagine gently pulling loose. "I hope you don't mind me using your pool. It's just that it's so peaceful here." "Usually it is too peaceful, I'm glad someone else gets to use it," I said feeling my smile was pasted on. "Do you want me to leave?" "God no. I mean, please stay. Can I offer you something to drink?" "Sure. But if you want me to stay, then you have to join me out here." Alyssa sat down in the lounge chair. She leaned over to close her magazine and I caught a glimpse of bare breast, enough to see she must have been sunbathing in a smaller bikini while I was gone. "As the lady wishes," I said. "Just give me a few minutes to change." "I'll be right here, Warren," she said, looking at me with a smile that spread from one side of her mouth to the other. I exhaled as I turned away from her and walked slowly to the sliding door. Inside, I practically ran to my bedroom. My hands fumbled with the drawer where I kept my bathing suit. It was no Speedo, but I thought about jerking off as I put it on; there was no hiding the bulge in front. I can claim no more than an average build, but I keep in shape for a 44 year old man, and I don't think I had felt seven inches this hard since I was 19. I put on a loose polo shirt and headed to the kitchen, thinking about royalties and agent contracts, anything but the lovely young lady waiting for me outside. I even thought about dropping an ice cube into my swimsuit to cool off. I came outside carrying a tray with glasses and a pitcher of lemonade. Mixing the lemonade might have calmed me momentarily, but seeing Alyssa sitting at the table made my cock swell again. She was slender, but her bikini bottoms held in a pert round ass and her bare skin was so lickable I thought of accidentally dropping an ice cube on her. "Your drink, my lady," I said as I poured. "What, no booze?" she asked. "Oh hell, you are legal. I should have asked," I said. "I'm sure I have some wine." Alyssa reached out and caressed my wrist. "I'm teasing, Warren," she said. "All the boys my age want to get my drunk. You're a gentleman." I could feel myself flushing, her fingers barely left a trace on my skin, but thrilled my right to my cock. I sat quickly and poured for myself. "Here's to being a gentleman," I said, raising a glass as she sat in the chair. She brushed her hand over my wrist, and smiled at me. "Although I do get better looking if you've had a drink." "You are a gentleman, and I don't need to be drunk to find you good looking." "Oh my, you'll get me flushed," I said. "But why do the boys all want to get you drunk? I like looking at you sober so I can remember it. You went to Cancun for spring break right? You must have looked awesome." "Well, thank you, Warren," said Alyssa. "But to tell you the truth, most of the guys were so drunk there they probably don't remember it. I'll bet you were very handsome signing books, too." "I was a sharp dressed man," I said laughing, "but I don't get lucky enough for groupies." Alyssa reached over and stroked my hand. "Maybe you do get that lucky. Do you think I came over just to read a magazine?" She stood up from the table, never letting go of my hand. With a gentle tug, she urged me from my chair. Now there was no hiding the bulge, and Alyssa looked down at it as she pulled my shirt up and off. As she reached back down for my hand, her palm caressed the length of my cock. "I think we need some tub time," Alyssa said as she led me to the jacuzzi. The full bottoms of her bikini framed her swaying hips. She stepped in as I turned on the jets. The water was still a bit chilled, and her nipples poked at the cloth material of her bra. "Come here, Mr. Writer," she said. "Let me give you the star treatment." I sat in front of her at first, feeling her fingers slide into my shoulders. She rubbed deeper, my breath got heavier. "That's not all that needs massaging, is it? she asked with a whisper in my ear. I turned my head back to kiss her small lips, slightly rounded, soft and responsive. After one kiss, I settled in next to her, and pulled her closer. Our mouths found rhythm, our tongues began to dance and probe, and I rubbed my thumbs along her nipples. Her moans vibrated through our kiss. "I have always wanted to suck these," I said as I pulled the string behind her back. Slowly I pulled, moving my mouth to her neck and licking her skin before nibbling lightly. Her top dropped down, strings riding on the bubbling water as I cupped her breasts. Alyssa giggled and untied the string around her back. She held out her top and dropped it on the edge of the tub, then wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned forward. I kissed each brown nipple, sucking them as they jutted into my mouth, nipping lightly. When my mouth returned to hers, Alyssa reached up my thigh and trailed her fingers over my hard cock. Her small hand snaked inside my trunks. I reached down over her stomach, feeling it quiver, and then rubbed my index finger along her pussy lips through the fabric of her bikini bottoms. Alyssa was on my lap, her tongue dancing in and out of my mouth when I lifted her from the water and turned her to the edge of the tub. I kissed her breasts, then moved my mouth lower as she leaned back. My tongue slipped inside her navel, then worked downward as her hips rose to me and her breath got more ragged. I teased her more, licking her thighs with quick flicks from the tip of my tongue. Her hands were in my hair now as she softly cried "yessyesssWarren". I could not resist a quick kiss on her bikini bottoms, with her tight lips just on the other side of the fabric and her hips rising off the deck. With my thumb, I pushed the bottoms to one side and kissed her soaking pink pussy lips. "Uhhhhuhhhhuhhhh," moaned Alyssa, pushing my head deeper into her thighs. With my tongue extended, I lapped at her wet tight pussy, inserting the tip of my tongue and retreated for longer licks. I now held her hips and ass up in the air, as Alyssa began to thrash about. Her juices soaked my chin, she cried out my name and gripped my head. Soon my cheeks were smeared with her pussy sweetness, and I slipped a finger inside her as I found her hard clit. "Ahhhhahhhhhyeahhhhfuckme," called Alyssa, her pussy spasming first on one, then two fingers. She was tight and soaking, so silky even to the touch that it was all I could do not to cum as I ate her. Her orgasm hit her with an upward thrust, I could barely breathe as she mashed my head to her soaked pussy and screamed in delight. Her bikini bottoms were drenched, her head thrown back in ecstasy. At length, her multiple orgasms abated into quivers and tremors, her breath panting as I set her back on the deck, and smiled at her. "Kiss me, Warren," said Alyssa, and as I leaned forward, she licked her pussy juices off my lips. We frenched kissed for what seemed like hours, until she pulled back and smiled slyly. "Let's trade places," she said. Alyssa climbed back into the tub as I lay back on the deck. Slowly she licked her way down my belly, stopped at times to smile at me. She covered me with soft kisses, then pulled off my trunks. My cock nearly bounced off her face, it was so happy to see her. "Well, hello there," she said, and blew on the head of my cock. I kept my hands behind my head, watching her lean down to take quick licks on the head of my cock, then the shaft. Soon she was tracing the length of my shaft with the tip of her tongue. It was my turn to moan, and I did a lot of it. My moans got louder as Alyssa engulfed the head of my cock into her mouth. I watched her pouty lips take me in, getting half way down on the first try. I was wet and warm inside her mouth, and my cum was already boiling inside me. As she bobbed on my cock, her left hand caressed my balls. With her right, she reached out for her bikini top, then wrapped it around the base of my cock. "Oooooohhhhhhhhhh," was all I could say. "I think you like this," said Alyssa, leaning down so her body was under the water and her head just at my balls. She stroked again, slowly, then quicker as she moved her top up towards the head of my cock. With a smile, she leaned down and licked the head, drew it in between her lips, all the while jerking me. The feel of her silky top brought me over the edge. "YesssssssyesssssyesssAlyssa," I called as her hand stroked me faster. She felt the last quiver of my cock, then pulled her head back to lick the tip. The first blast was a thick gob of cum that felt like it came from the base of my spinal cord, and lifted me up as it spurted over her lips and cheek. She dropped her mouth back over my cock to catch the next two spurts, the pulled away to let cum splatter her cheeks and breasts. As I hollered and squirmed, she used her top to clean the cum off my head, then leaned down for one more kiss. "Oh my God, Alyssa," I said when I caught my breath. She had snuggled in beside me now on the deck. "My God, that was amazing." "You were great too, Warren," said Alyssa, kissing my cheek, then my mouth. "Are you going to be around tomorrow? I told my friend Diana this was a great place for a wild party." The Pool Sitter Ch. 02 "I told my friend Diana this was a great place for a wild party," said Alyssa as she nuzzled against me. We were lying on the deck next to my hot tub, and although I should have been spent from the mind-numbing orgasm Alyssa had given me with her mouth, hands, and silky bikini top, my cock perked up as she said those words. I had been wiping cum from her breasts with my forefinger, Alyssa licked the dabs and smiled, her palm resting on my penis "Am I going to wake up and find this was a dream?" I asked. Alyssa pinched my thigh. "You're not dreaming, silly. "Want me to tell you about her?" She leaned up on an elbow as I caressed her left nipple between my fingers. "No," I said. "I want to be as surprised tomorrow as I was today." "Mmmm," giggled Alyssa, "Feels like you are surprised and excited." She tugged on my rod, coaxing it as she leaned down to kiss me. Our tongues met, she pulled harder while her nipple stiffened. "Did you think I was done with you yet?" I asked as I broke our long kiss. "I hope not," answered Alyssa, her fingers stretching up and down the shaft. "I want to feel this cock inside me before I share it with anyone." Alyssa stood up, cum still on her breasts and neck, then pulled me back to the tub. I sat down and she climbed into my lap, purring as she wrapped her arms over my shoulders. Our kisses were first quick, then longer as she began to writhe over my rock hard cock. She pulled away from my mouth, now nearly squealing in delight as her hips rose and fell over my pole. She stood up, her fingers pulled at a string holding her bikini bottoms on. I stopped her. "Please leave them on, it drives me wild," I told her. Then I parted her bottoms and slipped my finger inside her. "Oh baby, that is hot," she said, sliding back into my lap. She used one hand to part her bikini as I pulled out my finger out of her pussy and held her hips. Her other hand guided my shaft until her silky slit engulfed me. She settled slowly over my cock, her tight pussy pulling it in deeper. For second, I felt the jets spraying between us, then they were blocked as Alyssa settled on the base of my cock. As she rose again, the satin of her bottoms also stroked my shaft, almost as soft and wet as the inside of her hot pussy. The grip of her hand had been thrilling. Her bikini top and tongue had been heavenly. The tight pussy caressing my dick made me throw my head back "OhhhhhhhhAlyssa,yesssbaby," was all I could say as she found her rhythm and began bouncing on my cock. Her breasts bobbed up and down, and she began groaning and grunting as I filled her pussy. She reached beyond my shoulders and held the edge of the tub, writhing and gasping. "How is it baby? Do you like fucking my cock?" "I love your cock, Warren," cried Alyssa. "I love it filling me." Reaching into the water, I grasped her ass and positioned her ever so slightly to catch the jet spray as she pistoned her hips over my cock. We kissed more, and I reached down to stroke her clit with my thumb. "Let me fuck you from behind," I called out, and Alyssa slowed her rocking. She stood up in the tub, her wet pussy exposed to my face, then turned towards the jets. "Fuck me, Warren," said Alyssa looking back over her shoulder. "Fuck me and fill me with your cum." My cock plunged deep inside her wet tight warmth, as she gasped. Alyssa angled herself to the jet spray, and I could feel it as my cock rammed deep inside her. First I held her hips, pulling her back on me, then leaned forward to take a breast in each hand. I leaned over her neck, whispering in her ear, kissing her shoulders. "Do you like my hard cock, baby?" "Unnnnnnnnnnnhhhhyessssss," moaned Alyssa, rocking on my shaft. She bucked back against my cock even as I held her in place. "Your pussy is so hot," I said as my cock slipped so deep my ball slapped her ass. "Fuck it, fuck it hard," said Alyssa, but I had a different idea in mind. I slowed my penetration, pulling back so only the head of my cock creased her soaked tight pussy lips. The cum was raging inside me, and Alyssa was right on the verge of an orgasm herself, but I patiently worked only the lips of her tight hole. As quickly as I stopped, then I rammed my cock home. "OhhhhhhhhfuckkmeWarrenfuckmeWarrenfuckmefuckmefuckme," called Alyssa as her pussy quivered and clenched my cock. The rest seemed a babble as she pushed back against every thrust I made. Suddenly it felt like my cock was melting, molten streams of cum erupted from me so deeply that I stopped my movement and let them take over. Alyssa bucked against my throbbing cock, draining it until we both held still, gripping the edges of the tub. Alyssa leaned back for one more kiss, then my cock slid from her with a small plop. She leaned forward for her top, and tied it on as I continued to cup her precious breasts. "I hate to break this up, but it is getting late," said Alyssa. She kissed me quickly. "I have never ever cum like that in my life." "Mmmmm baby, that was sensational," I said, feeling a hazy smile on my face as she stood up and straightened her bikini. "Just wait until tomorrow," said Alyssa. "I'll call Diana tonight, and then I'll think about your cock filling me up." The Pool Sitter Ch. 03 It was hard to say I spent that night like a kid before Christmas, because I never remembered asking Santa for two sexy bikini clad young women to come over for a visit. Throughout the night, I recalled Alyssa in her orange floral bikini, her knowing smile as she walked to the hot tub with me behind her, her moans and gasps as her orgasm shook her and she pushed my face into her sweet pussy, her deft touch as she licked and jerked my cock into explosive jets of cum that coated her cheeks, neck, and petite breasts, and finally, the silky soft feel of her tight pussy as my cock plunged into it. No, I could not recall a night before Christmas of asking for this, but I did recall being a horny 17-year-old, and the way I jerked off that night in anticipation of Alyssa and Diana coming for a visit made me think I was that young again. I was out by the pool the next morning, trying to rewrite a chapter I had already struggled with before the book tour. Paragraphs blurred on my notebook screen, words jumbled as I read and reread them. Then the phone rang. "Hey sexy," said Alyssa. "I'm looking out my window and I can see you poolside. Don't get all horny Web-surfing, save some for us." I looked up and over my wooden fence to the second floor corner room that overlooked my yard. "Do you like watching me?" I asked, although I could not see Alyssa at the window. "Not as much as I like fucking you. I'm already wet." "So come on over now." "Well, I feel like sneaking over right now, but Diana wants to do some shopping. So we'll see you in two hours. OK?" "Mmmmm, baby, that seems like forever." "Well horny man, stay in control. Diana really wants to meet you. In the meantime, here's something to think about," she said. I looked up again to see her at the window. She smiled, holding the phone in one hand as she slipped a finger into her blue panties with the other. "Can you see the wet spot?" "Not from here, but I'd love to see you make yourself cum." "Ooooooooooh, I'm already thinking about your hard cock. I want to make it spurt all over me again." I could not see a wet spot in her panties, but it looked like two fingers were moving inside her as she cooed into the phone. Both of us heard a honking horn in front of her house. "Oh shit, lover, that's Diana. Gotta go. See you soon." Alyssa slipped behind the curtain again as the phone clicked. So much for getting any work done. Like the day before, when I saw Alyssa reclining by the pool, my first instinct was to jerk off just to relieve the pressure. My cock ached in my shorts, I stroked it with two fingertips and knew someone might get drowned the first time I came. Finally I went back into the house and made a veggie tray and some snacks, figuring a knife in my hands would keep my hands away from my cock. I had just set out the tray with a pitcher of iced tea when I heard giggling at my gate. "Hey writer man, take a break," said Alyssa as she came into my yard with a redhead about four inches taller than her. "Like I was getting anything done anyway," I said. "You make it too hard to concentrate." She leaned down to kiss me, wearing a tight yellow tank top and white skirt that rose to about mid-thigh. "Say hello to Diana," she said. "Hello, Diana," I said, eying her ringlets of red hair and puffy lips. Diana was buxom, a good 36C headed for D all wrapped into a blue sundress that looked painted on. "Hi, Warren. I've heard a lot about you from Alyssa," said Diana as she stepped forward and held out her hand. She let go slowly, tracing her fingers over my palm and licking her lips. "All of it good, I hope." "Better than good. I think you rocked her world. She sure liked shopping." "Stop now, don't go there," said Alyssa as she playfully slapped at Diana with a small bag from the surf shop at the mall. "Can we get changed here?" asked Alyssa. "I didn't want to change at home and have neighbors seeing us both coming over here." "By all mean, please do. Use the second bedroom to your right," I said. "Sounds good, baby," said Alyssa, taking Diana by the elbow. "No peeking, though." Diana slung her bag over her shoulder and they sauntered into the house. The wait seemed even longer than waiting for them to arrive, and my hand more than once brushed my cock as I tried to focus my attention on anything but the sliding patio door they would emerge from. I tried to look nonchalant as I hear the door slide in its runners and looked to see their arrival on my patio. "Well, what do you think?" asked Alyssa. Her lime green string bikini trimmed in pink was accented by a halter top. She spun around for me, showing off the full bottom that hugged her tight ass. Diana stepped around her in a purple striped tankini that barely held her breasts. She was thicker through her midsection, fuller in her hips and confident of her curves. "I think heaven just landed in my backyard," I said. "I think that means he likes us," said Diana with a laugh. "Maybe he should stand up and show us," Alyssa said. I stepped around the table to pull out a chair for Diana. "Thank you, Warren," she said. Her skin was fair and freckled under her suit, she looked like she had been poured into a finely made mold, then let loose to drive men wild. "Such nice hands," she said as she sat down, and ran her fingertips up and down my arm. "Such nice skin," I said, parting her hair and trailing the tip of my tongue over her neck. Diana turned her face up to my kisses, all the while moving my hand to her breasts that were cuppable without being overwhelming. "So how was shopping?" I asked as I poured drinks for all. Alyssa and Diana both began giggling. "What?" I asked, afraid I was being a dork. "Ummmmm, I think the manager of the surf shop had to close up after we left," said Alyssa. "Really?" I asked. "Yes, I think Diana got him too excited." "Hey, I had some help," protested Diana. "No, you kept asking him about which bikinis looked hottest, then holding them up." "Yes, and when you took yours into the dressing room, we could hear you playing with your clit. I even heard you call out Warren's name. Although now I know why you did." Diana began to caress my thigh, just using the tips of her fingers. She worked from the knee to the edge of my shorts, moving slowly while looking up at me. "So now the manager probably locked himself into the dressing room while we are here with you." Diana slid her forefinger up and down the length of the bulge in my trunks, then pulled my polo shirt up enough to kiss and lick my stomach, teasing her tongue right to the edge of my trunks. As if on cue, Alyssa stood from the table and leaned up for a long kiss. As our tongues met, Diana pulled down my trunks. "How do you like my friend?" asked Alyssa, breaking the kiss as she pulled off my shirt. "Ohhhhhgoddddd, I like her," I moaned. Diana sucked my cock head into her mouth, probing it with her tongue before those soft pouty lips moved down the shaft. I slid on hand down to Alyssa's tight ass while Diana licked her way up and down the shaft and hummed on my cock. "Want some?" Diana asked Alyssa with a smile as she looked up. She stroked my cock between her thumb and forefinger. "He looks like he could blow at anytime." With that she leaned forward and licked the spot just below the head of my dick, teasing it with the tip of her tongue before drawing the whole head back into her mouth. I was on tiptoe now, knees trembling. Diana's soft lips engulfed my shaft as Alyssa stuck her tongue in my ear, then reached to caress my balls. I looked down to see those soft lips moving back and forth over the shaft. As her mouth vibrated waves of ecstasy over and under my shaft, Alyssa slid to her knees as well. She kept one hand on her knee, the other rubbed my balls. "Cum baby, let it out," said Alyssa. Then my dick was buried deep in Diana's throat, with her tongue and lips glued to the shaft. I pitched forward, and erupted, holding the table tight as my cum spurted into her mouth. Dina took the first two blasts in her mouth, they came out like I was a garden hose. She pulled her mouth away and aimed my cock at Alyssa halter top. Two long spurts hit the halter and stretch to Alyssa's collarbone. Then Diana sucked me dry and clean. I could barely stand, but smiled as Diana let go of my cock with a last kiss to the head. "Mmmm, chaser," said Diana as she sipped tea after my cum. The Pool Sitter Ch. 04 "Mmmm, chaser," said Diana. She sipped iced tea to wash down the torrent of cum that had just flooded her throat. Alyssa and I laughed. Small speckles and larger streaks of cum splattered her new bikini halter, the result of the monstrous blowjob Diana introduced herself with. Diana smiled and leaned forward, letting my cock fall out of her hand while she scooped more cum from Alyssa's right breast. As she ran her fingertip over Alyssa's nipple, it poked at her top. "Did you want some too?" asked Diana as she licked her finger. "I had some yesterday," said Alyssa. "Help yourself. How come you didn't let him cum on you?" "What, and stain my new bikini? Do you always cum like that, Warren?" "It kind of built up. God that was great," I said as I pulled Diana up from her chair. My knees were still a bit shaky, but I kissed her firmly as I cupped each breast. I pushed them up as our tongues twirled together. She has swallowed the whole load and now seemed ready to suck my lips off my mouth. Together we reached down for Alyssa. While caressing the side of Diana's right breast, I kissed Alyssa's neck and pushed down her halter top. "Mmmmm, I did make a mess," said as I rubbed cum over her hardened nipple. "Yes, and now you have two horny ladies to satisfy," said Diana as she tugged at my shaft. "I hope I didn't drain you." "Yeah, what are you going to do about that, Warren?" asked Alyssa, kissing my neck. I dropped my hand over Diana's tankini, her full body embraced in the palm of my hand. I love rubbing a pussy through panties or a bikini, and Diana's soft moans echoed into my mouth as we French kissed and my index finger moved up and down her soaked bottoms. My index finger slipped under her bottoms from the side, followed by the middle finger as I strummed them over her pussy lips. Her muff was thicker than Alyssa's and her pussy lips more swollen. Alyssa pulled my mouth to hers, drawing out my tongue as Diana sucked at my nipples. Her tongue danced on my skin. I broke the kiss and pulled my fingers from Diana's sopping hole. "This doesn't work standing up," I said, and guided them both to a recliner. As Diana laid back on the cushion, I knelt down and looked up at Alyssa. "Did you really cum in the store?" I asked. "I couldn't help it," she said." "Well, that means Diana is the only one who hasn't cum yet. It's her turn," I said and kissed the insides of her thighs. As I licked her skin, my tongue running from her knee to the hem of her bottoms, then over to the other knee, Alyssa stepped behind the chair. "Don't forget about these," she said as she pulled up Diana's top. I could already smell the muskiness of Diana's pussy, and her hand held the back of my head as I kissed along her stomach. I reached up for her breasts, seeing quarter-sized aureolas tipped by pinkish nipples that jutted out a quarter inch. I pinched each nipple between two fingers. "Is this what you were thinking about last night?" Alyssa asked Diana. "I know you were fingering yourself when I told you about Warren eating me. Do you want him to eat you?" "Oh yessss," moaned Diana as I tugged at her bottoms with my teeth. I peeled her bottoms off as her hips rose, then looked up to see Alyssa cupping Dian's breasts. She leaned down and they shared a tongue kiss as I lapped at Diana's pussy. Her hips rose in the chair at the touch of my mouth. I brushed her pussy with long strokes of my tongue, then sucked at her clit, drawing it between my lips. "Ohhhhhhohhhhyesssssmmmmmmmmm," moaned Diana. Both her hands now pushed my head between her legs. Her hips rose and fell, but she clamped my head hard against her, straining against me. My cheeks were already getting wet, and her quivering increased as Alyssa knelt down and sucked her nipples. Diana pressed herself against my chin, my nose was buried in her ferny pussy hair. Each time I her scent filled my nostrils. As I lapped at her, I pushed two fingers inside her cunt. I probed in and out, feeling her constrict around them as I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. There was still a glass of tea within reach, and I pulled out an ice chip, sticking it in my mouth so the tip protruded from my lips. Diana's reddish pussy hair glistened as I leaned forward and kissed her pussy lips with the ice. Her back arced up, but I held her hips fast to the chair. her I traced the folds of Diana's pussy, moving the ice in and out, and looked up to see Diana and Alyssa kissing again. With the last of the ice, I nipped Diana's clit, stiff and pinkish when I parted her labia. I reached around for Alyssa and guided her hand to Diana's silky hole. Needed no more cue from me, Alyssa slipped two fingers inside Diana as my tongue danced over her clit. She shrieked and thrashed as her orgasm roared through her, but I held her fast to the chair, watching her head move from side to side. "UhhhhhhhhhhhhhUhhhhhhhUhhhhhhhhh," she groaned. As her moans took a higher pitch, Alyssa finger fucked her harder, then pushed open those lips to make room for my tongue. It seemed the whole neighborhood would hear the short gasps and long cries of Diana's mind shattering orgasm, and Alyssa held her tight as we brought her to a last long climax. They kissed again as it subsided, and when I stood up, my rod poked straight out towards Alyssa's face. She did notice just yet, she leaned forward for one last long kiss with Diana as I jerked my shaft with two fingers. "Do you want to fuck Warren, or ride his face," Diana asked Alyssa when their kiss ended. "Do you want to fuck him or ride his face," asked Diana, breaking her kiss with Alyssa. "What do you want to do?" Alyssa, brushed my hand off my cock. She took it into her thin fingers, then licked it. "I want to make a movie of his cock filling me up. Got a camcorder, Warren?" "Uh no, sorry Diana," I said. "Oh well. Why don't we switch places anyway?" Diana stood up. As she leaned over for her bikini bottoms, I stepped in behind her and held her hips. My shaft moved between her legs, over her pussy and up towards her stomach. "You can fuck me this way," said Diana, leaning down to hold the chair, but I know you really want my bottoms on, don't you." With that she stroked my cock with the bikini. I let go and flopped down on the recliner. My dick waved in the air as I settled in. Alyssa and Diana moved around me. Diana's fingers caressed my cock and balls, long strokes pulling up and back. Alyssa was within reach, so I pulled her closer and kissed her thighs. I untied the string to her panties while Diana worked the spot just below the head of my cock, bringing my hips up from the lounger and drawing gasps of delight even as I my mouth made for Alyssa's wet pussy. "Go ahead, girl, ride his face," said Diana as she straddled the lounger. She held my cock steady with one hand, parted her bottoms with the other, and lowered herself over my shaft. The drenched pussy I had lapped was even silkier on the head of my cock, but the view of it sliding inside her was blocked by the wispy hairs above Alyssa's tight hole. I leaned up to meet Alyssa as she eased herself over my face, and felt the whole of my rod inside Diana. Even with a mouthful of Alyssa, I moaned out loud. Diana's movements over my cock were as vigorous as her blowjob. She shimmied to the head of my cock, the rammed herself down to the base, taking every inch and making me wish I had more to give her. She was not as tight as Alyssa, but wetter, and clenched her pussy lips on the tip of my cock as she rose. I lifted Alyssa's hips enough to run the tip of my tongue up and down her pussy lips, patterning my movements with Diana's. The lounger soon scraped the pavement, and Diana leaned forward to cup Alyssa's breasts. I reached up too, her perky breasts were covered by our hands, and my tongue teased her clit. That was when Alyssa stood up. Her pert ass settled over my face as she leaned down towards my cock. I held each taut cheek as Diana took her hand off my hips and cupped Alyssa's breasts. "Want some of it?" Diana asked Alyssa and let my cock slip from her hole. "Suck my juices off him," she said, pushing Alyssa's head into my lap. As Alyssa tongued the shaft, Diana shimmed back off the chair and joined her. Two tongues now ran up and down as I stopped licked and probed Alyssa with my fingers. "That's enough," said Diana after about a minute. She stood up and kissed Alyssa while grasping my cock again. It slid easily inside her and as she bounced harder and ground her pelvic bone into mine, her breathing got husky. Now as she rose she squeezed the shaft even her harder with her pussy muscles. Alyssa held the shaft with one hand and rubbed her thumb over Diana's clit. My fingers moved out of Alyssa's tight slit and pressed her clit. I'm not sure who came first, but when I pressed my thumb into Alyssa's puckered ass, she pitched forward and licked Diana's clit. Her screams were muffled as Diana rammed her head deeper, then stopped as she rose up and tugged at the head of my cock with her clenched drenched pussy. As she coated my cock with her wetness, her tankini bottoms added extra friction that drove me insane. My mouth was full of Alyssa, and she rocked her hips over my mouth. As I licked her to a frenzy, I exploded. I returned my tongue to Alyssa's clit as the cum surged through me, feeling my cock still and Diana teasing the cum from it. After about two spurts, Diana pulled off my cock and aimed it at Alyssa's face. I felt her suck it into her mouth as all three of us were shouting. Diana then ducked down to take one spurt on her chin, jerking me as Alyssa fingered her. They turned and faced me on the lounge chair, smiling as they licked my cock clean, then alternately sucking it. Alyssa lifted herself from my mouth, but I leaned up for one last kiss on those sweet pussy lips. Diana then leaned down to kiss me and taste the juices covered my mouth and cheeks. "Nice rod, Warren," said Diana as she stood up. She bent over and kissed the head. "It was even better than Alyssa said." "Ohhhhh, you two are amazing." "Well, now it will just be the two of you. I have to get going. I hate to fuck and run, though." "God, Diana, please tell me you will come back sometime." "Sure, baby. I might even go shopping again before I do. I hope you have enough left in this for a good fuck for Alyssa." The Pool Sitter Ch. 05 "So what's next?" asked Alyssa after Diana went into the house. "Mmmmmmmmmmm baby, give me a couple of minutes," I said with a laugh. "So there's more?" "As long as you can stay. Maybe we should go inside, though." "Yippeee," said Alyssa, kissing me as we reclined. "You haven't broken in my bikini yet." She stood up and pulled the bottoms on again, wiggling in front of me before straddling me and rubbing my soft dick. "Come on, lover man," she said, pulling me up from the chair. "Show me that master bedroom." I was only too willing to follow. We opened the door as Diana was coming back though the kitchen. She was back in her sundress. "Can't you call in sick?" asked Alyssa. "Not this time. But I know where he lives now," said Diana as she pulled me close. We kissed, tongues pressing in and out, and I slipped my hand under her dress. Her panties were soft cotton, I pressed against them to feel her still wet pussy. "Fuck her silly," Diana told me as she broke the kiss. I took Alyssa by her hand and led her back to my bed room. At the door I scooped her into my arms as she gasped and giggled. I carried her in, kicking the door shut and put her down on my bed. She was on her back, legs open as I pulled her to the edge of the bed. My dick had returned to full attention, and I held it with one hand as I parted her bikini with the other. She was still so wet that I pushed right inside her, filling her with one thrust. I reached up and pushed up her halter top as her legs went over my shoulders. Almost immediately she was screaming as I pushed in and out, her hard nipples swaying with each thrust. I pinched them and mounded her breasts before pressing her clit with my thumb. It felt like I was in all the way to her throat, and wither legs in the air, Alyssa squirmed and writhed under me, "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," was all she could moan. Between our moans, we heard another. I looked over my shoulder to see Diana at the bedroom door, her dress pulled up high. I waved her over. She pulled off her dress as she came, then knelt beside Alyssa, sucking her nipples as I started fucking again. A freight train of orgasms hit Alyssa as my cock filled her and Diana sucked her breasts. She thrashed and screamed and groaned and I could feel another long rolling gallon of cum building. As I shuddered, Diana told me to pull out. Alyssa nodded, and I stood over them, red hot dick in the air. Diana grabbed it, taking it fully in her hand. "Cum on her," she said. "OhhGodyeahhhh," said Alyssa. I straightened up and yelled. I thought I would only cum a little, but a stream sailed over Alyssa and hit her chin. Diana aimed the rest at Alyssa's body until the last streams splattered her soaked bikini. I turned and collapsed on my back, cock twitching and my breath in gasps. "Oh God, now I'm really going to be late," said Diana as she pulled her dress on again. She sat down on the bed and kissed me. I pressed her breasts together. Diana leaned down and licked a spot of cum of Alyssa's stomach. "I'll savor this until tomorrow," she said. As she licked up my cum, I pushed my fingers inside her once more. "I'll do the same," I said, sucking her juices into my mouth. We laid back, Alyssa wrapped around me. Both of us fell asleep quickly. She gave me a blowjob when she woke up, and then visited nearly every day after that. Diana was a little less frequent, but I still got in the habit of working by my pool and loving when the back gate opened and I heard a giggle or two.