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WVC Ch. 19: The Pool Party

By: gupiao



After I awoke on Thursday, April 2nd, it took a while, but eventually my stiff cock softened so that I could empty my bladder. As I got dressed, I realized that my muscles were indeed looser, more relaxed. I guess the massage class (WVC Ch.18) had more of a delayed reaction on my body than I realized.

When I opened the inbox on my computer, I found the following e-mail from the Russian Department.

"Saturday at 11:00 AM, Erika will pick you up and take you to a private residence off campus where you will attend a pool party as an honored guest. Dress casually and bring the loose white swimsuit. Continue to take the blue pills and supplements for the rest of the week, and give yourself a thorough enema on Saturday morning. Remember that you are not allowed to ejaculate during the party."

I was distracted in my classes both Thursday and Friday as my mind wandered, trying to figure out who might be there. Club members I already knew? Maybe alumnae?

Friday night, I had difficulty falling asleep, tossing and turning with images flooding my mind of how the coming party might play out. Very early in the morning, I woke with a start. I'd had a dream of being tied up on a pool deck and forced to cum that was so vivid that I looked around the darkened room to make certain that I was alone. Of course, no one was there, and I tried to drift back to sleep. It seemed like I had just closed my eyes when the rays of the sun peeked through my window. Still sporting a persistent erection, I got up and prepared for the party.

Waiting outside downstairs, I felt self-conscious about the huge bulge in my pants, so I sat hunched over as I sat on the steps of the dorm, trying to shield it from the students passing by. I was only partly successful as a number of them stared openly at my swollen crotch. Finally, Erika eased her black Infinity up to the curb. It was a relief to hide in the front seat of the car and escape the constant scrutiny.

As I shut the door, she smiled, shyly averting her eyes.

"Good morning."

As I mumbled my greeting, it occurred to me that she might be feeling just as awkward as I felt. After all, the last time we'd seen each other was in the basement on Elm Street, and she'd just finishing whipping my bare ass (WVC Ch17: Training #1). Just thinking about it caused my cock to swell and my face to color. As she pulled away from the curb and eased the Infinity off campus, she was silent and I took the opportunity to study her.

I'd been directed to bring my swimsuit, but she obviously had other instructions. Through the sheer cover up, I saw she wore a pale blue string bikini, with the rounded curves of her full breasts shining in the sunlight as they spilled over the top of her bra cups. Since she was sitting, I couldn't tell how skimpy her panties were, but I did get a glimpse of the narrow stings that held her bottom in place. The result was predictable. The lump in my pants kept growing.

Waiting until she was engaged in making a turn, I reached between my thighs to adjust the expanding bulge in the pouch of my shorts, thinking she'd be too busy to notice. I was wrong.

"Is your penis erect?"

I blushed at her direct question, involuntarily closing my legs, vainly trying to hide my burgeoning arousal.

"Yes Ma'am, almost. It's been that way since last weekend."

She too blushed.

"Yes, that was quite an evening."

At a stop light, she glanced down at my distended crotch, and I started to turn away.

"Don't hide it. I take it as a compliment when you get hard and stiff. Let me see it.'

Taking a deep breath, I rotated in my seat and opened my thighs for her, giving her a good look at the bulge in my pants. She stared for a moment, and then refocused on her driving as the light turned green. We were both silent as she drove. I watched her breasts ride high and proud on her chest, and she kept sneaking peeks at my distended crotch.

I had a question to ask her, and now seemed as good a time as any.

"What was your first training session like? Was it similar to mine?"

She thought for a minute before answering.

"Sort of. The process was the same, but the details were different of course."

"What do you mean?"

It might have been my imagination, but Erika seemed to squirm in her seat as she considered her reply.

"As I understand it, what happens to each trainee is different. And you're a guy."

I thought she was going to continue, but she stopped. My cock was throbbing as I swallowed and asked.

"What was yours like?"

"I guess it's okay to tell you now."

This time I knew it wasn't my imagination. She squeezed her thighs together as she took a deep breath, a flush spreading across her pretty face.

"It makes me hot just thinking about it. Besides a pair of nipple clips, they had me wear a strap around my hips that pulled my uhh, - kept my labial lips spread apart. I have no idea how I managed to avoid cumming when my trainer swung that soft cat of nine tails up between my thighs."

She paused, the blush on her skin now much darker.

"Come to think about it, I may have cum during that session after all. I got pretty good at hiding it."

As she coasted to a stop, she glanced at me and grinned.

"With guys, it's a little more difficult."

The blush on my own face deepened as she lowered her blue eyes, studying the swollen bulge between my legs.

"I love how excited you get."

Wetting her lips, she continued to gaze at the throbbing pouch of my shorts.

"Scoot closer. I want to feel how hard you are."

Obediently, I slid closer, perching on the edge of the bucket seat with my left knee jammed against the console as I opened my thighs for her. Releasing her grip on the steering wheel, Erika dropped her right hand into my lap, curling it around my thickened shaft and squeezing gently.

"Oh, my! You are really hard."

The light changed and she drove on, leaving her hand to explore my bloated crotch. As we headed toward the wealthier part of town, her restless fingers ran up and down the full length of my stalk, teasing my engorged cockhead and reaching between my thighs to cup my balls.

As she made a left turn, she abandoned her fondling to put both hands back on the wheel and I cleared my throat.

"Can I ask where we're going?"

"Sure. You know that we're going to a pool party, right?"

Momentarily taking her deep blue eyes off the road, she glanced at me and I nodded. Reaching back between my thighs, she continued as she wrapped her hand around my pulsing hard-on.

"The hostess is a high school girl you met a few weeks ago, Melissa."

"Who?"

I had no idea who she was. Erika began to squeeze me through the shorts.

"I understand that she's one of the girls who helped you try on swimsuits at the Swimmer's Edge (WVC Ch.6: The Swimsuit Fitting)."

Now I remembered her. She and her friend had mentioned wanting me to come to a pool party. Maybe this was it.

"Her mother's out of town, and she's invited several of her friends over to meet you. They are all high school seniors and over eighteen. I think she's been trying to set this up since she met you. Evidently, you made quite an impression on her."

As she made a turn into the entrance to a gated community, she released her grip around my stiff pole and glanced down at the tent it made in my lap.

"Or rather, your big penis did."

Erika rolled down the window as the heavy set guard emerged from the enclosed control room, clipboard in hand. Blushing furiously, I started to turn away from her and slide back into the seat when she rested her right hand on my knee, stopping me.

"We're here for the party at the Collins residence, Erika and Bill."

After checking our names against his list, he nodded and started to open the gate, but not before checking out the cleavage Erika showed beneath the thin cover-up.

"You kids have a good time."

As the heavy gate swung wide, he waved us through. Grinning at me, the brunette replied as she stepped gently on the gas.

"Oh, we will."

As she drove slowly past the expensive houses, I realized that she knew where were going. I cleared my throat as she reached out and captured my stiff cock.

"Since these girls are still in high school, what's the connection to the Club?"

"I know that Melissa's mother is an alumna, and I think that the others are daughters of Club alumnae as well."

My breathing was growing ragged. Her squeezes had become slow steady strokes up and down the length of my shaft.

"Do you know them?"

"Who?"

I started to rise up off the seat, thrusting my engorged log deeper into her grip with each pump of her hand.

"Any of the Club alumna?"

She paused as she pulled into the circular drive of an impressive estate, releasing my raging erection to shift the car into park. A half a dozen expensive late model cars were parked along the street and along the cobbled driveway. As she turned to face me, she had an odd look on her face."

"Actually, yes. I do know them."

Puzzled, I looked at her, struck again by how gorgeous she was. Inside my pants, my hard-on throbbed.

"Which ones?"

With an enigmatic smile on her face, she leaned over and lightly ran her fingertips over the bulge between my legs, tracing the curved surface of my distended cockhead.

"All of them."

I was still digesting this as she continued.

"Remember, no matter what happens today, you are not to ejaculate."

"Yes Ma'am."

"And when you respond to the girls, call them 'Miss'. Understand?"

"Yes Ma'am."

Although her steady stroking didn't help matters any, I was already feeling edgy today, even more than usual. It had been two weeks since I'd cum (WVC Ch.14: The Supplicant Ceremony), and my balls felt incredibly bloated. Taking her hand out of my lap, she smiled again and opened the car door. I followed her lead and stepped out of the car, pausing to glance down and adjust my crotch so that I could walk. Waiting for me, the shapely brunette was staring between my thighs when I looked up.

"You look really hot with that oversized bulge in your pants."

I could feel the flush immediately spread across my face. Smiling broadly, Erika took my hand in hers as we walked up to the doorway.

Just as we reached the broad porch, one of the leaded glass double doors swung open to reveal a tall, strikingly pretty blonde who did indeed look familiar. Under a crocheted cover-up, she wore a small white string bikini. A pair of full breasts filled out the narrow triangles of her bra very nicely, the rounded curves spilling out both sides of the white nylon.

She'd been spending time in the sun. As I remembered her from the Swimmer's Edge, her sleek skin wasn't quite so tanned. Her blue eyes darted below my waist, focusing on the enlarged pole that filled the pouch of my shorts.

"Hi. You must be Melissa? I'm Erika."

Letting go of me, the brunette stepped across the threshold to shake the younger girl's hand. Only then did Melissa raise her gaze from between my legs.

"I'm pleased to meet you."

Erika had a smirk on her face as she turned to me.

"And you remember, Bill, right?"

"Of course I do. I invited him."

Finally lifting my own gaze up to her beautiful face, I realized that her blonde hair was lighter than I recalled, streaked with highlights. Standing aside to let us enter, the young hostess' eyes dropped down to glance at the bulge in my pants as she continued.

"Please, do come in. The girls are anxious to meet you."

The hallway was imposing, marble floors and high ceilings leading directly out onto the expansive deck and large pool. I could hear the excited murmur of female voices inside as the blonde closed the door behind us. She seemed a bit hesitant, almost as if she wanted to say something, but unsure of herself. So Erika took charge.

"I'm already wearing my swimsuit, but Bill needs to change. Is there a room leading out to the pool deck?"

"Yes, there's a pool bath where he can change."

"No, I was thinking of something a little more public."

That brought the teenager up short. Puzzled, she looked at Erika, and then back at me.

"There's a sun room off the deck. That's where everyone is waiting."

"That sounds perfect. Lead the way."

We followed her swaying hips. I was surprised to see that her bikini had a thong back, completely baring the rounded globes of her ass cheeks beneath the see through cover-up. She had a great body, with long muscular legs, slim hips, narrow waist and full breasts. My cock throbbed inside my pants as I admired her shapely figure.

The excited conversations that we'd heard earlier halted when we entered the room. Sunlight poured through the oversized windows that lined that walls, backlighting the girls as they fell silent, standing in semicircle. There were five of them, all wearing two piece swimsuits beneath their various cover-ups.

"Girls, this is Bill, and this is his trainer, Erika. Let me introduce each of them to you."

The blonde started to take my arm so she could lead me to her first guest when Erika stopped her.

"Let Bill change first. I think he'll be more comfortable wearing his swimsuit when he meets each one of your friends."

Melissa paused, so the brunette made a persuasive point.

"After all, it is a pool party, and all of you are already dressed for the occasion."

Triumphantly, she turned to me and grinned.

"Go ahead, Bill. Change into your swimsuit."

"Here?"

My voice cracked as I spoke.

"Sure, just turn around and drop your pants. You do have your suit, don't you?"

With my face beet red, I nodded. Although I knew that my hard-on had at least partially wilted from the awkwardness of the situation, I also knew that it wouldn't take much to get me fully aroused again.

Taking the tiny thong out of my pocket, I turned to face the corner of the room and unbuttoned my shorts. Hooking my thumbs inside the elastic waistband of my underwear, I bent over, drawing both my pants and the white briefs down my legs and onto the floor. In this position, my bare buttocks were directed toward my audience, and it suddenly dawned on me that the girls were probably getting an eyeful of my sphincter.

Quickly, I stood up, causing my thickened pole to flop up and down, bouncing off my lower abdomen. Leaning against the wall, Erika smiled broadly as she watched me unravel the straps of the suit. Turing slightly, I clenched my ass cheeks together and tried to shield my swinging cock as I bent over to step into the leg straps of the skimpy suit. I wondered if I looked as clumsy as I felt.

Carefully, I eased my balls into the bottom of the pouch and arranged what was left of the white cloth to conceal my swelling stalk. Although I wasn't yet fully erect, the weight of my heavy pole pressed against the thin nylon, bowing the waistband out away from my lower abdomen. Glancing down, I could see directly into the basket of my suit, the thick base of my cockshaft completely visible. My face felt like it was flaming.

"I think he's finally ready."

Taking a deep breath, I turned to face the girls, with my burgeoning log tenting the pouch out in front of me. All eyes immediately focused on the bulge between my legs. There was absolute silence as the girls stared, and I could feel the blush on my face spreading down my neck.

"Melissa, now why don't you take him around and introduce each of your friends?"

The tall blonde beamed at my trainer's suggestion. Again grasping my arm, she led me to the waiting girls, starting with the one on the far left. As we crossed the bright room, the distended front of my suit bobbed up and down with each step, keeping everyone's attention focused between my legs. Walking next to me, Melissa even leaned over so she could get a better look down into the gaping pouch.

I was sure my face was deep red by the time the young hostess introduced her first friend, a vaguely familiar looking brunette. Very short with her long dark hair pulled back off her shoulders into a ponytail, she wore a bright orange bikini, her large, heavy breasts spilling out both sides of the triangles of her bra. Erect and very excited, her oversized nipples pressed firmly against the thin nylon.

"This is Jocelyn. She was with me at the mall when you were trying on suits."

That's why she looked familiar. With her square face and broad cheekbones, she was attractive but not quite the striking beauty that her blonde friend was.

Meeting my gaze as she shook my hand, she dropped her large brown eyes to focus between my thighs. They grew wide and bright, almost glassy as she stared at the twitching bulge while pumping my hand up and down. I cleared my throat as I gazed down at the tanned valley of skin that disappeared into her bikini top.

"It's good to see you again, Miss Jocelyn."

The top-heavy brunette mumbled an inaudible reply. I was trying to stay calm, but her handshake was so vigorous that it caused the protruding lump in my suit to jiggle. Nodding her approval, Erika kept the introductions moving.

"Melissa, why don't you introduce your next friend?"

With her hand still on my upper arm, the young hostess guided me to the next guest, another brunette who was even shorter than Jocelyn. She had a dark tan and wore an electric blue string bikini. Heavy breasts, but not quite as full as Jocelyn's, filled her bra cups as they sloped away from her chest, topped with stiff nipples pressing eagerly against the bright nylon. A slim waist flared out into wide hips. With her remarkable blue eyes fixed on mine, she smiled as we approached. She was cute, with a little button of a nose and her dark straight hair clipped into a flattering pixie cut.

"This is Natalie."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Bill."

Her eyes were twinkling, and she quickly dropped them below my waist before I could respond.

"And I'm glad to meet you as well, Miss Natalie."

I was talking to the top of her dark head as she gazed down at my throbbing pouch. With her hand still on my shoulder, Melissa began lightly caressing me, almost imperceptibly at first as her soft fingertips made tiny circles on my skin. She directed my attention to the adorable looking blonde next to Natalie.

"And this is Paige."

Paige wore the smallest bikini I'd ever seen, little more than a series of pink strings and three extremely narrow triangles. Her shallow breasts spilled out both sides of the tiny slivers of cloth with the curves filling her slim chest. Her amazing nipples were puckered and obviously erect, long stems sticking out through the thin nylon. The pink material was nearly sheer, clearly revealing the darker pink circles of her aureoles. Her blue eyes sparkled as she firmly shook my hand.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you."

"Oh?'

"Yes. Melissa has raved about you"

Deliberately, she let her eyes fall down to my throbbing crotch. I blushed as she continued, her thin straight hair falling down the sides of her pale face.

"About how well-endowed you are."

My blush swept down my neck as she kept shaking my hand, studying the bobbing pouch of my white swimsuit. With her fingers running lightly across my shoulder blades, Melissa guided me on to the next guest, forcing the slim blonde to break off the prolonged handshake. I shivered as she introduced the next girl, a raven haired beauty of medium height with long legs and pale skin.

"This is Savannah."

Full red lips were curved in sly smile as she extended her hand. Her high, shallow breasts were barely concealed by the light blue slivers of nylon that functioned as a bikini top. In stark contrast to the deep red of her lips, her clear blue eyes picked up the pale shade of her swimsuit.

"I've heard a lot about you as well, Bill."

"You have?"

"Oh yes, from Jocelyn. She was particularly impressed with how your large dick is."


WVC Ch. 19: The Pool Party



My blush felt like it was now covering my entire upper body. Tossing her long black hair over her shoulder, the very pretty girl smiled as she glanced down at the twitching bulge jutting out toward her in the loose suit. I don't think my stiff cock could get any harder.

Melissa leaned against me, pressing her full breasts into my shoulder, lightly raking her fingernails up and down the full length of my back, stopping just above my exposed butt, letting the dark haired girl get a good look at my twitching pouch. My trainer cleared her throat.

"Introduce your last friend, Melissa, and then we can all go outside."

Reluctantly, Savannah released my hand as the teenaged hostess guided me to a tall brunette with glasses. Shyly, she glanced up at me as we shook hands. Unlike the other girls, this one seemed slightly embarrassed.

"And this is Heather."

"I'm glad to meet you, Miss Heather."

A mass of light brown curls tumbled over her broad shoulders, obscuring the black strings of her bikini top that snaked behind her neck. Her suit was more modest than any of the others, almost demure as it hid her rounded curves. Tall and tanned, she had long shapely legs and large breasts that rode high and proud on her chest. Aside from Erika and our blonde hostess, she had the best body in the group.

"And I'm very pleased to meet you, Bill.

Behind the glasses, she timidly lowered her hazel eyes down toward my swollen crotch, and then immediately glanced away, almost as if she were surprised by my quivering erection.

"Melissa's talked about you for weeks."

"Oh."

I could feel the flush spreading across my shoulders. As the blonde kept stroking my lower back from my left side, Erika joined her, stepping up close on my right, pressing her full globes into my side and resting her hand on my shoulder.

"Heather's on the high school swim team, Bill. And I understand that she's quite good."

Turning back to the curly haired brunette, my trainer let her fingertips trail down my back, lightly caressing the skin as she slid lower. I caught my breath as her hand reached my bare butt, gently palming the rounded muscle.

"Bill swam competitively in high school, too. Maybe you two can race each other."

Looking directly at me, the brunette coed grinned as she squeezed my ass cheek. And then Erika glanced behind my back to the tall blonde stroking my lower back.

"Go ahead, Melissa. Feel his butt, if you like. You're the hostess."

After a momentary hesitation, the shapely blonde grabbed my other cheek and squeezed, tentatively at first, then when growing enthusiasm. The force of her massage caused me to lurch forward, shoving my hips toward the curly haired brunette. Involuntarily, she dropped her hazel eyes back down to the jutting pouch of my suit, watching it bob energetically.

"Since this is your party, and he's the guest of honor, you're entitled to play with him. He's just not allowed to ejaculate."

In front of me, the brunette dropped her jaw as her eyes grew wider, staring through her glasses at my throbbing pole. My trainer glanced over my shoulder, checking out the protruding object of Heather's steady gaze. From her angle, I'm sure she could see past the waistband as it was pulled away from my lower abdomen by the force of my hard-on, and into the open basket. My face felt like it was beet red by now.

"I think Bill needs to cool off. Let's go swimming."

Using her firm grip on my butt to guide me, Erika steered me past the speechless brunette and outside into the bright sunlight. Melissa following her lead, keeping her hand securely fastened to my left ass cheek as we walked out onto the deck, the engorged lump in my pouch sticking out before me, bouncing enthusiastically with each step.

The girls filtered through the glass doors and onto the large paved deck that extended the full length of the large lap pool. Some began to apply suntan lotion while others went straight for the gaily-decorated drinks on the serving table beneath the large awning. After carefully laying her glasses aside and tying her mass of brown curls into a ponytail, Heather dove into the sparkling water, cutting the surface like an expert.

Massaging my ass as she watched the curly haired brunette swim, Erika smiled. After a few moments, she turned to me, kneading my exposed butt.

"She's a very good swimmer, isn't she?"

"Yes Ma'am, she is."

"Think you can beat her?"

I studied her form as she sliced through the clear water. I hadn't been practicing much lately, too many distractions, but I thought I could take her.

"Probably."

Her smile grew wider. Still stroking my ass, she turned to the others.

"Girls! Listen up! I propose a contest. Bill thinks he can outswim Heather. Let's have a what? A ten-lap race?"

That delighted most of the girls, with Paige clapping her hands and Natalie nodding eagerly. I could hear the smile in her voice as the brunette palming my butt continued.

"And to make things interesting, the loser loses more than just the race. He, or she, will also lose his or her swimsuit for the rest of the afternoon."

Even Jocelyn broke into a wide grin at that, but Heather looked alarmed as she clung to the edge of the pool, with the crystal clear water lapping at her shoulders. Leaning close to me, Erika whispered.

"Let her win."

I glanced at her. She was serious. Inside the loose pouch of my suit, my bloated log jerked higher at the thought of losing, knowing that if I did, I'd be totally nude before all of these high school girls. Swallowing, I hesitated, glancing over my left shoulder at Melissa, who was focused on massaging my butt. Our young hostess couldn't hear what Erika said as my trainer murmured into my ear again.

"It will be all right. I won't let things get out of hand, so to speak."

Smirking at her joke, she winked at me and gave my ass a particularly hard squeeze. Taking a deep breath, I nodded.

"Great! Bill's agreed to take the challenge!"

Both girls quickly released my bare butt so I get into the pool. Feeling awkward with my towering erection swinging freely beneath the tiny suit, I knelt down at the edge of the pool and slipped into the water.

Eyes wide, the curly haired brunette leisurely swam over the shallow end where I was waiting. Nervously, I tried to control my breathing as the animated teenagers gathered along the pool, sipping their drinks and chattering excitedly. From their comments, I gathered that they hoped, even expected Heather to win. Erika set the rules.

"Ten laps?"

We both nodded, taking in deep breaths. Erika started the countdown.

"On your mark. Get set. Go!"

And we were off. I jumped out to a small lead, wanting to get a measure of exactly how fast my opponent could swim. She was good, but swimming a lap or two beforehand had taken its toll. On the other hand, carrying an erect cock between my legs slowed me down considerably. She inched ahead on the fifth lap, and I wasn't letting her get ahead. She was that good.

My strength in competition had always been sprints, so a ten lap race was just a bit out of my comfort zone. Heather must be more of a distance swimmer as she began to increase her lead. I made a valiant effort to overcome her but by the ninth lap, she had a sizeable lead and my last minute charge fell short.

Someone must have retrieved her glasses for Heather since she was wearing them when I finally touched the wall. Standing with her balled fists resting on her hips and water streaming off her sleek body, she stood in the shallow end, beaming at me. With her chest heaving from the exertion, I glanced openly at the proud breasts that were thrust out toward me.

Those incredibly full globes strained against her bra cups while the small buttons of her stiff nipples pressed eagerly against the black nylon. Glistening in the bright sunlight, the wet cloth of her modest bikini bottoms clung to her skin, clearly outlining plump pussy lips. Our partisan audience was screaming their approval as I stood up in the thigh high water and shook her hand.

"Congratulations, Miss Heather. You're an excellent swimmer."

"Thanks, but I think I had an advantage."

"You did?"

Smiling shyly, she nodded. Puzzled, l stared back at the tall brunette, wondering what she meant. Color flushed across her face as she deliberately lowered her eyes. Following her bashful gaze down below my waist, I suddenly realized that the thin white nylon of my swimsuit was completely transparent.

Even though my cock was no longer erect, it still jutted out from between my thighs, thick and heavy, pressing the loose pouch out as it pointed down toward the water splashing against my thighs. Along my thickened shaft, the raised veins lining the sides were quite obvious as the sheer cloth clung to every inch of my skin. The large bulb at the end of my stalk was clearly visible, round and deep red in color, and at the very tip, even the dark indentation of my cockhole could be seen. I blushed as Heather continued to stare.

"Yeah. I didn't have to swim with an anchor between my legs."

Everyone was silent as they eyed the front of my dripping swimsuit. Feeling the blush spread down my neck, I hesitated for a moment and then climbed out of the water. As I walked toward the table under the covered part of the deck, all eyes were focused on the swollen pouch of my suit, watching my protruding log sway back and forth with each step.

By the time I reached the shelter, the reddish hue of my embarrassment had expanded to my shoulders. Grinning, Erika tossed me a towel. As I used the fluffy cloth to dry off, I turned away from the persistent stares, trying hide the bulge between my legs. Heather followed me across the deck, grabbing a towel as well.

"So when does he have to pay up and forfeit his swimsuit?"

I wasn't sure who asked, but I was certain that question was on everyone's mind.

"I think that privilege belongs to our hostess. But first, we need to make certain that he doesn't get sunburned. Would anyone like to help protect his skin and apply suntan lotion to him?"

Erika's question brought an immediate clamor as the girls raised their hands and spoke up, eager to smooth the cream onto my bare skin.

"Me!"

"I'll help."

"Me too!"

Chuckling, my trainer unscrewed the cap to a tube of suntan lotion. She had discarded the cover-up, baring her exquisite body clad only the tiny blue bikini. I admired the way her full breasts swayed on her chest, barely contained within the narrow bra cups.

"Calm down, girls. There's more than enough to go around."

From the twinkle in her green eyes, I'm sure she knew exactly what she was saying. Twirling her finger, she gave me my instructions.

"Bill, assume the position."

Obediently, I spread my feet apart and clasped my hands on top of my head. The stunning brunette squirted a liberal dose of cream into the open palms of each high school girl as they all crowded around. The two short brunettes knelt on either side of my parted legs and began to smooth the cool cream on my legs, starting at my ankles and working upward. The higher they moved, the more the pole between my legs grew longer and thicker.

Paige, the adorable blonde with the fine hair, spread the lotion across my chest, pausing to tweak my nipples, lightly pinching them, pulling them out away from my pectoral muscles. Grinning evilly, her pale blue sparkled as she slid her hand lower. After thoroughly covering my abdomen, she continued circle closer to the taut waistband of my suit. As her fingertips brushed the top of my smooth pubic mound, she dropped her gaze to study the progress of my twitching pouch.

Melissa and Savannah shared the duty of spreading the lotion on my back, stroking my shoulders, lightly massaging the middle section and then sliding down to caress my lower back. I caught my breath as they moved lower still, making certain that every inch of my butt was totally saturated with the creamy lotion. When I felt their fingers creep into the valley between my ass cheeks, I shuffled my feet wider apart, allowing them easier access to my puckered hole, and causing my stiffened rod to bob up and down.

Both of the brunettes kneeling on the deck had abandoned any pretext of applying sun lotion to my legs. Their eager faces were only inches from the trembling pouch as they ran their fingers up and down the inside of my legs, stroking my upper thighs as they examined my bulge.

Looking down, I could see that my cock was now fully erect, jutting proudly up from between my thighs, straining the thin suit and pressing the elastic waistband out away from my lower abdomen. Surprisingly, Heather ignored my obvious excitement and delicately applied the lotion to my blushing face, being careful not to get it in my eyes. I watched her full breasts jiggle ever so slightly as she smoothed it across my forehead.

"Your friend Erika told you to lose the race, didn't she?"

"She did, but you won, fair and square, Miss Heather. I didn't have to let you win. You beat me."

"Yeah, right."

The wry smile on her face let me know that she didn't believe me. Glancing down past the other hands stroking my body, she looked directly at my protruding pouch.

"That's okay. This way I get to see all of you."

Following her steady gaze, I realized that she had a straight line of sight into the basket of my suit since the force of my pulsing hard-on had pressed the waistband out away from my lower abdomen. The base of my swollen shaft was clearly visible. Silent for a moment, she watched my stiff rod jerk and twitch as the flush on my face deepened.

"I've never seen one this big."

I couldn't think of anything clever to say, standing there with an enormous bulge in the transparent suit and blushing furiously. My engorged cockhead was nearly purple by now, quivering beneath the sheer nylon. Sliding her hand across my shoulders, Erika took charge.

"Then you're in for a treat, Heather. Okay girls, it's time for him to pay for losing the swim match. Melissa, why don't you go sit on the bench so Bill can stand in front of you?"

Smiling broadly and rubbing her hands together, the tall blonde settled onto the picnic bench and leaned forward, spreading her knees apart and causing her full breasts to sway on her chest, straining against the flimsy bra cups. My trainer guided me toward her, gently disengaging the hands that still lingered on my skin. Nodding, I turned and crossed the deck to reach our hostess, the projecting log in my tiny suit bouncing with each step.

"Bill, assume the position."

Taking a deep breath, I spread my feet, clasped my hands on top of head and shoved my hips out and up, thrusting my quivering hard-on into her eager face.

"Okay, Melissa. Strip off his suit. See if his penis is as big as you remember."

With her blue eyes like saucers and her hands trembling, the seated blonde reached out and hooked her fingers inside the taut elastic. I thought she would pull the flimsy suit all the way down my legs to the wooden deck, but instead, she just pulled it under my balls, causing my engorged cock to jut up higher toward the covering overt the picnic table.

"Omigod!"

"I've never seen such a big dick!"

"And it's so cool that he shaves!"

Melissa watched my hard-on twitch and jerk excitedly for a moment, and then she reached up and slowly, deliberately wrapped one hand around the middle of the broad shaft. I shivered as she just held me, feeling the blood coursing through the thick veins, pulsing in her hand. Then she squeezed me and slid her fist down my throbbing pole all the way down to the base, pausing to squeeze me again as she asked.

"How do you get him to obey you so well?"

Erika grinned and let her fingers trail down my back, pausing to cup my bare ass cheek as she replied.

"He's in training for membership to an exclusive club on campus, a secret society that requires him to submit to me as his trainer."

"Well, he's really well trained. Most boys I know, once they get a hard dick like this - well, not like this, they're nowhere near as big. But once they get excited, they try to stick it in places I either don't want them to, or way before I'm ready."

With her fist still tightly gripping the base of my stalk, she started lightly running her fingers of her other hand up and down the entire length, tracing the veins along the sides, bulging with blood. I shivered again as she stopped to circle that second hand right below the prominent ridge of my cockhead.

"Yes, that's a problem with immature boys. They have no control. I'll show you a way to handle them, and remain in charge of their erections."

My trainer abandoned my back, as she bent over to yank the straps of my flimsy suit off my hips, down my legs and all the way to the deck. Eagerly squeezing my throbbing hard-on, the gorgeous blonde didn't miss a beat as I gingerly stepped out the white straps. Behind me, Erika used both hands as she concentrated on my ass cheeks, massaging them, pushing them together and then pulling them so far apart that I could feel the warm spring air wash over my exposed sphincter.

"Melissa, I think it's time for you to properly introduce Bill to each of your guests."

Without releasing her double fisted grip on my bloated pole, our hostess peered around my torso at the older girl. I could her the grin in her voice as Erika continued.

"Yes, now that you've had the pleasure of playing with Bill's penis, I think you should share him with the others."

Delighted, the girls squealed and clapped their hands, jostling me and crowding around us to be first. Reaching around my waist, my trainer took the Melissa's wrist, first pulling her to her feet, and then to join her behind me. Seizing the initiative, Paige stepped closer and started to run her hands up and down the outside of my bare hip.

"Girls, girls, calm down. And no touching until Melissa says so."

While maintaining her grasp of one ass cheek, Erika firmly removed the pale blonde's errant hand from my body.

"You'll each have your turn to play with him. Jocelyn, why don't you go first?"

She spoke to the short brunette in the orange bikini who'd been sitting on the picnic bench beside her friend, staring raptly as the tall blonde fondled my stiff cock. She started to slide in front of me, but Erika stopped her.

"No, stay there and let him come to you. Bill, present your penis to Jocelyn."

Licking her lips, the busty brunette nodded, not once raising her brown eyes from my jutting pole. Keeping my hands clasped on top of my head, I sidled sideways until I was standing right on front of Jocelyn, sending my raging erection swaying heavily back and forth.

Still examining my swollen log, she spread her knees apart to allow me to get closer. I obliged, shuffling forward until I was standing between her open thighs, pressing my legs against her warm, tawny skin. The orange triangle off her bikini bottom was pulled tight up into her crotch, giving her a distinct camel toe.

"Can I touch it? His cock?"

"Certainly. Play with his penis all you like. Just don't let him ejaculate."

Hesitantly, Jocelyn grasped my trembling hard-on, gently circling the throbbing shaft. She didn't seem to have a lot of experience touching a stiff cock, and seemed hesitant to do more than just hold me. As she leaned forward, the triangles of her bra cups slipped, so that the edges of what appeared to be very large, very brown areoles came into view.

"You won't hurt him, Jocelyn."

Wrapping a second hand around my thickened stalk, she began squeezing, just like she had seen Melissa do. Growing bolder, she pulled me even closer and started to pump my pulsing log, gradually increasing the force and the range of her movement until she was openly jacking me off. Without raising her big eyes from the engorged bulb twitching right in front of her face, she asked.




WVC Ch. 19: The Pool Party



"Is this how you do it? Play with a boy's cock?"

My breathing was starting to grow ragged.

"Yes, Jocelyn. That's certainly one way, but I think that's enough for now. We don't want to have an accident."

Immediately, the chesty brunette released me, clearly afraid that she'd gone too far. Somewhat alarmed, she eyed the end of my swaying pole, looking for any sign of an impending explosion.

"Bill, Paige is next. Present your penis to her."

I turned to the cute blonde with the miniscule pink bikini sitting next to Jocelyn. With my protruding cock wobbling before me, I edged backwards and then sideways so that I was standing between her open knees. The tiny pale triangle hiding her pussy was pulled so tight that it nearly disappeared between her plump lips. As I stared down at her crotch, I realized that the nylon was considerably darker the rest of her skimpy suit. She must be leaking profusely to make the bikini bottom so wet.

Noticing that I was gawking at the sight between her thighs, Paige obligingly opened them wider and hoisted the straps on her hips higher still, tugging the thin material deeper into her cavity. Grinning up at me, she grabbed my quivering stalk with both hands and began pumping, obviously more adept at handling an erect cock than Jocelyn.

After a half dozen expert strokes, she kept her blue eyes fastened on the tip of the rounded knob, only inches from her pretty face, the skin stretched tight and shiny. Her voice was husky as she asked.

"Can I do more than play with him?"

There was an evil glint in her blue eyes as she glanced up at me.

"What did you have in mind?"

Without a word, she dropped her eyes and ducked her head, lifting my purplish cockhead up to her mouth. Delicately, almost reverentially, she pressed her moist lips against the very tip of the knob. Several of the girls gasped. After a long hushed moment, she halted her kiss to open her lips and swirl her tongue all around the rounded bulb, licking the taut surface like a cat.

Looking up to meet my gaze once more, Paige deliberately opened her mouth and slowly sucked me between her reddish lips. She had to stretch them wide to accommodate my size, but she did manage to swallow the entire bulb, even reaching part way down the thickened shaft. After pumping me with her fist once, twice, three times into her mouth, she pulled back off of my hard-on, letting it slip from her lips with a loud 'pop', still gazing up at me.

Grinning triumphantly, she looked around at the other girls as if to say, 'Top that.'

"Time to let someone else play with him, Paige. Who's next?"

The cute blonde kept stroking me, apparently reluctant to relinquish her grip on my cock. Sitting on the other side of Paige, the short brunette with the dark tan and the electric blue bikini timidly raised her hand.

"I'll go next."

"Great. Bill, present your penis to, uh -"

Evidently, Erika had forgotten her name.

"Natalie. My name is Natalie."

Her bright blue eyes were focused on the long pole jutting out from between my thighs. The slim blonde finally released my hard-on and I shuffled to stand before the wide-eyed brunette, my stiff cock swaying thick and heavy before me, now glistening with saliva. Her bikini top struggled to contain her breasts as they sloped down into bra cups and spilled out of the sides. I watched the soft flesh jiggle as she gingerly reached out to finger the tip of my engorged cockhead.

"He's starting to leak."

"That means he's getting excited."

As Natalie captured the first drop of liquid on the tip of her forefinger, she slowly pulled it away from my trembling knob, creating a long silvery web that gleamed even in the shade of the deck covering. Behind me, someone quipped.

"Excited? It looks like his big dick is about to explode."

The girls around me snickered and I blushed again, still embarrassed by blunt comments and frank discussions about my cock.

Returning her hand to my raging hard-on, Natalie grew more adventurous as her nimble fingers tracked up and down the full length of my bloated shaft, tracing the thick veins as they pulsed eagerly along the sides. Still sitting next to her, Paige reached out to run her hand across the front of my thigh, her fingertips coming perilously close the base of my cock and ticking the underside of my swollen balls.

"You're right. He does need to relax."

As the brunette with the jiggling chest continued to explore my twitching erection, my trainer moved directly behind me and began massaging my shoulders, in an apparent effort to help me relax. Although it felt wonderful, especially when Erika pressed her round breasts against my back, it really didn't do much to calm me down. Instead, I became even more excited.

Jocelyn slid down to the deck, kneeling by my right leg and started to imitate the others, rubbing the outside and back of my thigh as Paige worked the front. Savannah took the brunette's place on the bench, leaning forward with her chin in her hands, studying the rigid pole sticking out from between my legs. As she watched, Natalie deliberately wrapped first one hand around the base of my quivering stalk, squeezing experimentally.

Clear liquid bubbled up out of my cockslit, coating the tip of my straining bulb, and dribbled down my shaft to drip onto the deck. Encouraged by my obvious physical response, the pixie haired brunette curled her other hand around the middle of bloated stalk and started to pump. Slowly at first, she picked up the pace as she grew more confidant. After several increasingly firm strokes, Natalie glanced down at the puddle I was making between her legs. Her double fisted pumping was having an effect.

"Umm, he really leaks a lot."

Smick, smick, smick - As the fluid continued to stream out of the gaping hole and cover my stalk, making it slippery in her pumping hands, the black haired girl sitting next to her leaned closer. Licking her full lips, Savannah studied the way each stroke of her friend's fists drew another bubbling discharge out of my open crevice. Behind me, I felt a soft hand join my trainer in stroking my shoulders. It must have been Melissa since I could see everyone else.

As the drips continued to fall from my engorged bulb, adding to the pool collecting on the deck between my feet, tall Heather was the last to draw near. Finally joining the circle crowding around me, she glanced over Paige to stare down at my drooling cock as Natalie kept posting up and down. I was starting to pant as Melissa asked.

"You said you were going to show me a way to control a man."

"Oh, right."

Much to my regret, Erika halted the shoulder massage to respond to our hostess. But the disappointment didn't last long as she began to caress my buttocks instead, encouraging me to spread my legs wider still. Natalie had to pause to allow me to shuffle my feet farther apart, and when she resumed enthusiastic pumping, she showed her lack of experience as her frantic pace outstripped the amount of clear liquid dribbling out of my slit.

I winced as the friction from her dry hands grew painful on the skin of my hard-on. Even though I was leaking profusely, she wasn't using it to lubricate my rigid pole. Paige noticed.

"Why don't you use that juice coming out of the end of his dick and spread it all over the shaft? It'll make his dick nice and slippery."

Hesitantly, the petite brunette used her fingertips to carefully smooth the liquid up and down the sides of my throbbing stalk. I sighed as her delicate hands slid around my stalk, beginning to post up and down the full length once more. Natalie was more tentative this time, apparently afraid that she might hurt me, even with the added lubrication.

The slim blonde watched her friend pump me for a few moments before interrupting again.

"Hold him still."

Puzzled, the brunette with the pixie cut obliged, holding my stiff cock up so the oozing knob was pointed upward. Paige leaned over, swishing saliva in her mouth. In silence, the group watched as she let a long strand of spit emerge from between her lips and fall in slow motion directly onto my cockhead.

Clearly pleased with herself, she sat back and beamed.

"That should make his dick even slicker."

She was right of course. Little Natalie's hands flew up and down my slippery shaft as the fluid freely pouring out of my open cockslit combined with the blonde's saliva. I could feel a mammoth orgasm approaching as my hips started to move, driving my hard-on deeper into the tanned brunette's grip.

Behind me, Erika had progressed from caressing my skin to a thorough massage to an outright mauling of my ass, holding the cheeks so far apart that I knew both she and Melissa had an excellent view of my puckered sphincter. My trainer's practiced fingers dipped into the valley between them, lightly teasing the crinkled hole. I knew what was coming.

"When you have a finger or two deep inside a boy with an erect penis, he'll do exactly as you say."

My breathing grew ragged as that tremendous climax drew closer, but I think Erika was paying more attention to showing her new friend how to play with my butt.

"Isn't it time for someone else to play with his big cock? Natalie has had a longer turn playing with it than anyone else."

Savannah sounded almost petulant. Clearly, she wanted to be next. And timid Heather, who had sat on the bench beside her, showed no sign of claiming the next spot. Behind me, Erika was focused on demonstrating her method of male control.

"Yeah, sure. Go ahead, Bill. Present yourself to Savannah."

Wistfully, the blue eyed brunette with the jiggling breast flesh let go of my hard-on. Even before I could turn to face her, the black haired Savannah impatiently grabbed my dripping log and pulled me roughly between her knees. Using her thumb to smear the clear fluid across the surface of my shiny knob, she gleefully looked up into my face as she expertly handled me. I gasped as she rubbed the pad of her thumb back and forth across the gaping slit, teasing it to spread wider.

"I'll bet your cock tastes just as good as it looks."

Keeping her pale blue eyes fastened on mine, she dipped head and stuck out her pink tongue, licking the rounded end of my bloated knob with an elaborate theatrical gesture. I sighed as she repeated the lick, pausing to slide the tip around the ridge of my bulb, tickling the sensitive underside. Breaking our stare, she glanced down at my captured hard-on before she extended her tongue again and forced it into the open hole, stroking the shaft as the same time so that a huge drop of pre-cum emerged. Eagerly, she sucked it and my entire cockhead into her mouth. Clamping her full red lips tightly around the rim of my bulb, she began to pump more fluid into her sucking mouth.

Erika had no idea what was going on at my crotch. Holding one buttock wide while our hostess pulled on the other one, she was busy working her forefinger into my ass. I gasped. It was surprisingly cold. Melissa was curious.

"Why are you using that?"

"I use these whenever there is going to be any ass play."

"It smells like cherries."

"It tastes like cherries, too."

"Taste?"

"Uh huh. Not only fingers are used in ass play."

"Oh."

Overhearing their conversation, I had the same shocked response Melissa had while my cock lurched in Savannah's mouth. And then I remembered how my trainer had serviced Mistress Shannon's ass during my recent training session.

The beautiful girl with her lips wrapped around my cockhead started to gag. Quickly, she jerked her head back and let my purplish bulb pop free as she tried to catch her breath. Still gasping, she kept jacking the glistening pole.

"Your juice is so sweet."

She sounded almost surprised as she pumped, now using both hands to draw more clear juice up and out of my straining cock. My breathing was getting short and shallow, and I could feel cum welling up inside of my balls. If the striking black haired girl wasn't careful, she was going to end up with a face full of hot cream. With a gleam in her pale blue eyes, Savannah looked up at me and smirked.

"I don't think I've ever sucked a cock that tasted this sweet."

Without another word, she dropped her head back down and slurped the purple knob back between her sucking lips, both fists energetically jacking me off into her mouth. Sitting beside her, Natalie reached out and began stroking my left thigh. Finding me too far away, she slid off the bench and knelt on the deck, mirroring the position and caressing action of Jocelyn across from her. Both brunettes were stroking the backs of my thighs, reaching high enough behind me so that their hands brushed the underside of my spread ass cheeks, as well as jostling my hanging balls.

Heather just watched, her hazel eyes wide behind her glasses. Behind me, I heard Melissa clear her throat as my trainer pulled her finger out of me.

"So are we going to uh - use our tongues down there?"

Erika giggled, patting my bare ass cheek affectionately.

"Unless you don't want to."

She chuckled again at our blonde hostess' silent discomfort.

"We'll just use fingers today. But just think how much power you'd have over a young man with a raging erection if you did that."

When I felt my ass cheeks being spread wide with a determined purpose, I knew that my trainer had taken charge. And when I felt a tentative finger press against my hole, I knew Melissa was going through with it. Ever so slightly, I arched my back and pushed my butt back against the gentle pressure, taking a deep breath and trying to relax my internal muscles so that her finger would easily enter me. And then suddenly, she was in.

"Oh. That was easy."

"It is if he helps."

Looking over my shoulder, Erika rested her chin on me as she watched the strikingly pretty Savannah attack my bloated cock with increasing abandon, pumping and sucking, pumping and sucking.

"Hey girl, leave some for the next guest."

I thought the raven haired girl wasn't going to stop, but he did pull her head off my dripping hard-on. Keeping one hand wrapped firmly around the thick pole, she looked up at me in triumph as she slid over to make room for Heather. Carefully, the curly haired brunette stepped past the bodies kneeling on the deck so she could sit down on the picnic bench.

Timidly, she studied my oozing rod as Savannah held it up for her. Raw and angry looking, my swollen log appeared ready to burst, the skin of my cockhead stretched tight and now a deep purple. The slit at the very tip was wide open, drooling a constant stream of clear juice, dribbling down the throbbing shaft to coat the black haired girl's slowly pumping fist.

Heather looked fearful, almost as if she were afraid to touch it. After a long moment, Savannah halted her rhythmic posting up and down to squeeze the very base of my stalk and impatiently pulled my hips forward, directly toward the seated girl beside her. Sliding her other arm around Heather's shoulders, she encouraged the curly haired brunette to lean forward so that my jutting hard-on loomed right in front of her sweet face.

"Come on, Heather. It won't bite."

Tentatively, the taller girl reached out one trembling hand and circled my throbbing shaft just below the prominent ridge of the bulb that crowned my drooling stalk. Savannah began to stroke me again, slowly at first, encouraging the shy girl with glasses to follow suit. Gradually, she did, increasing both the speed and intensity until she was openly jacking my dripping hard-on. Panting heavily now, I responded by pumping my hips to match their rhythm, thrusting my oozing log into the girls' double fisted grip.

I think Paige was jealous. Clearly, I was paying more attention to the two girls playing with my seeping cock than I was to her as she rubbed my upper thigh. Frowning as she knelt on the deck beside Jocelyn, she ducked her head into my crotch, planting a wet kiss on the right side of my stalk just above Savannah's hand. The black haired girl had to stop her pumping action, and the slim blonde took advantage to the opportunity, slurping loudly as she sucked the side of my thickened shaft into her mouth.

Not to be outdone, Savannah slipped to the deck and wrapped her lips around my heavily veined pole as well, matching Paige slurp for noisy slurp. Heather just blinked as she watched, hazel eyes wide behind her glasses, her hand strokes reduced to small short movements long the upper half off my quivering rod, just below the well-defined rim.

Behind me, the young blonde hostess was growing bolder under Erika's tutelage, twisting her finger back and forth, jabbing it deeper into me, reaming me out nearly as well as the more experienced Club members had. I was inching ever closer to a very large orgasm.

"That's it, Melissa. You're doing great. Now, reach deep inside and see if you can find his prostate. It will feel hard, and it's about the size of a walnut."

As she fumbled onto my gland, I gasped and involuntarily jerked my hips forward, accidentally shoving the tip of my dribbling pole between Heather's surprised lips. To her credit, she didn't pull back. She just clutched my pulsing cock harder, holding me stationary as she tasted me, letting the tip of her tongue explore the curved surface, dipping it into my cockhole as it yawned wide, and then swirling her wet tongue all around the taut skin. Watching closely, Savannah spit me out just long enough to cheer her on.

"That's it, Heather. See how much of that big knob of his you can swallow."

Spurred on by her friend's words, the curly haired brunette stretched her lips and sucked the entire bulb into her mouth. Smiling up me slyly, the kneeling Savannah reached up between my spread thighs and cupped my hanging balls, feeling just how full and heavy they were, brimming with juice. At first she just held them, cradling them in the palm of her hand. But when she took my slick shaft back between her soft lips, she began to tug on them, pulling them down toward the deck, trying to stretch them away from my torso. 

"I can feel it!"

Behind me, Melissa excitedly announced her discovery as she continued to finger my swollen gland, helped by my trainer pulling my ass cheeks open wide. My cock started to twitch, enjoying the liberal tongue bath administered by the three high school girls crowding around my crotch.

With my hands still clasped on top of my head, I shuffled my feet even farther apart to allow Jocelyn and Natalie, the girls kneeling on either side of me, easier access to my inner thighs. They were caressing my skin so high up my legs that they were bumping elbows with Paige and Savannah as the two of them continued to lick and suck along the length of my quivering shaft. And with timid Heather growing in confidence, her damp head bobbing and down, taking more of my stiff log into her mouth with each down stroke, I was fast approaching the point of no return.

"Erika, I'm getting close."

My words came out as a gasp as I began to thrust harder, pressing back against Melissa's probing finger and then shoving my dripping cock between the three pairs of wet lips in front.

"Just keep breathing and relax your muscles, Bill. You'll be all right."

Sounding almost annoyed, my trainer seemed more interested in coaching Melissa to ream my ass than she was in monitoring a possible climax. I gasped as blonde behind me introduced a second finger into my butt, stretching my hole wide as she twisted her fingers around and around. Reflexively, I lurched forward and drove my cockhead farther into Heather's mouth.

"Be still, Bill. Let Melissa inside of you."

"Yes, Ma'am. But I'm really close."

Erika answered me by unexpectedly smacking my ass, and that sent me over the edge. As I cried out in surprise, my hips jolted forward and I plunged my throbbing erection all the way down Heather's throat. She gagged on the engorged bulb just as I came. Before she could spit me out, the first jet of cum exploded deep inside of her, flooding her throat. The surge of creamy fluid choked her, spilling out both sides of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her upper chest as she coughed and tried to catch her breath with my spasming rod still between her lips.




WVC Ch. 19: The Pool Party



"Oh no!"

Erika's startled outburst couldn't stop me now. The second burst of white juice shot from the jerking tip just as Heather managed to yank my spurting cock out of her mouth. Coughing and spitting, she held me right in front of her face so that the huge wad splattered against the glass over her right eye, covering the lens. Still sputtering from my unanticipated deluge, Heather used her free hand to remove her glasses and start wiping her face.

Seizing her opportunity, Savannah slid her full lips up my shuddering stalk, over the gasping girl's fist until she slurped my spasming knob into her mouth. Behind me, my trainer frantically reached around my waist for the base of my shaft, but Paige was in the way, and the slim blonde wasn't about to relinquish her position. She tightened her mouth around the side of my jerking pole, feeling each surge of my ejaculation as it passed by her lips.

Sucking voraciously, her cheeks billowing in and out, Savannah caught the third burst of cum, eagerly swallowing the cream as it shot out of my cockslit. With both fists firmly gripping my throbbing log, the black haired girl had trapped the Heather's hand underneath her own and was using it to pump me, trying to milk more creamy liquid out of the gaping hole.

Crying out again, I thrust my hips forward and delivered another jet of white nectar into the gorgeous girl's mouth. As Savanah struggle to gulp down my discharge, the blonde in the tiny pink bikini impatiently took charge. Shoving her friend aside, Paige took me between her pink lips and began to suck as she circled the base of my shaft with both fists. Bobbing her head up and down, she joined the two other girls as they continued to post up and down. I now had a total of five hands pumping my hard-on, urging me to supply another burst of cream.

I obliged, although this one was much smaller in volume, more like a dribble than an explosion. Eagerly swallowing the relatively meager output, the kneeling blonde kept at it, sucking and pumping, milking my now exhausted cock of every last drop. My knees were starting to quiver, and I became aware just how quiet the deck was. The only sounds were Paige's slurping on my slowly diminishing hard-on, and my heavy breathing.

Behind me, Melissa gently withdrew her fingers from my ass, leaving an open hole when she finally extricated her penetrating digits. The other two girls released their grasp of my still thickened stalk, although Paige wasn't finished yet. She redoubled her efforts to get one last spurt, pumping me desperately with both fists, her head a blur as her thin blonde hair flew around her shoulders. Heather sat back and watched her friend, her hazel eyes wide with astonishment, her pretty face and upper chest dotted with white splotches of cum. Savannah just grinned. 

With a soft groan, I rewarded the blonde's determination and spewed another few drops between her ravenous lips. After tilting her head back to let that my paltry offering slide down her throat with theatrical relish, Paige finally sat back onto her heels and looked victoriously up at me. Her blue eyes glittering, she appeared very pleased with herself as she ran her pink tongue around her lips, searching for any deposit I might have made and that she'd missed. Not finding any, she ducked her head again and took my only slightly softer rod back into her mouth. As she gently nursed on my cockhead, the beautiful raven haired Savannah broke the silence.

"Wow!"

"That was some explosion."

Panting heavily, I stood with my hands still atop my head, my wide open thighs shaking from all the exertion. Natalie rose to her feet and stretched, arching her back, thrusting her heavy breasts out toward me with her long nipples unmistakably erect, pressing urgently across the shiny blue nylon. She frowned as she watched Paige sucking my softened pole.

"And I didn't get even a taste."

Petulantly, she looked past me to where my trainer stood.

"How long before he can go again?"

No one answered her and I smiled weakly. Scrambling up from the deck, Jocelyn retreated to the house while Savannah gracefully rose to her feet and lightly touched the kneeling blonde on the shoulder.

"Paige, let go of his dick. You've sucked him dry."

Dazed, her blue eyes hazy, Paige looked up at the black haired girl while she let my still swollen bulb fall out of her mouth. She just nodded, reluctantly releasing her two fisted grip around my thick log. Gently, Savannah helped her to her feet, and gave her a surprisingly intimate kiss. The slim blonde responded, wrapping her arms around her friend while their tongues explored each other's mouth. The others ignored them as they edged away from the rest of the group.

After wiping off most of the white juice that I'd deposited on her glasses, Heather leaned back against the picnic table and glanced down at her torso. My cream had splashed across the upper curves of her breasts and wet drops were sliding down into the deep valley between them. Several glistened as they adorned the black nylon triangles of her bra cups.

"We are in big trouble."

Erika was serious, frowning as she came around me and stood looking down at my wobbly cock. Melissa joined her, gazing over my shoulder at the pole jutting out from between my thighs. Long and thick, it was still partially erect, swinging heavily back and forth as I shuffled my feet closer together. Natalie licked her lips as she eyed my swaying pole.

"You weren't supposed to cum. I should have been paying closer attention."

Moaning about our predicament, my trainer shook her head, her rounded breasts swaying slightly.

"We are in so much trouble."

Leaning against me, pressing her firm breasts into my side, Melissa traced small circles across my back and shoulders. My blood started to reverse course as I felt it start to flow back below my waist. Hanging down between my legs, my cock twitched as it gradually began to thicken. Staring down at my exposed crotch, the tanned Natalie noticed the slight increase in my size as she reached out to let her fingers trail across my lower abdomen.

"Does his dick ever really go soft?"

My face turned beet red as her fingertips circled closer and closer to the base of my log. Leaking closer, the brunette with the pixie cut watched it slowly swell and thicken, stretching out away from me but still pointing down toward the deck. Melissa lightly rubbed my lower back, just above my butt while she brushed her full breasts back and forth across my back, letting my feel just how hard and stiff her erect nipples were. As Natalie's teasing fingers encountered my smooth pubic mound, the shapely brunette cleared her throat as she studied my trembling pole.

"Since you guys are already in trouble, can we play with him some more?"

Erika hesitated, watching my burgeoning rod bob up and down as it began to rise up from between my thighs. Twitching higher, it was almost horizontal, jutting out toward the two girls still seated on the bench, Heather leaning back against the picnic table and Natalie leaning forward to stroke my lower abdomen. As the blonde hostess slid one hand onto my ass and gave it a firm squeeze, she leaned toward my trainer and let the fingers of her other hand curl around the older girl's neck.

"Erika, maybe you can show me more of how you control someone?"

Now nearly fully erect, my stiff cock quivered as Natalie's caressing fingers pressed lightly against the base of my stalk, causing it to bounce enthusiastically, almost as if it were answering for the brunette. . Nodding her head, Erika smiled and lifted her deep blue eyes up from my crotch to meet the steady gaze of our blonde hostess.

"Yes, I think I'd like that very much. Let's go inside."

Disengaging herself from me, Melissa took the hand of the older girl and headed across the sunlit deck to the back of the house.

"We can use my room. I'm sure that Bill will be in good hands."

Natalie took that as permission to wrap both of her small fists around my cockshaft, and eagerly started to post up and down, up and down, pumping the full length of my swollen pole . With her full breasts resting heavily in the black bra cups, Heather leaned forward to watch the deeply tanned brunette play with me. Keeping my hands perched on my head, I shuffled my feet so that they were spread well apart again and glanced over my shoulder to see what the other girls were doing.

Melissa and Erika had disappeared in the house, and Jocelyn was nowhere to be seen either. Paige and Savannah were reclining on a deck chair, arms around each other and kissing passionately. The slender blonde had lost her top, revealing shallow breasts crowned with puffy pink nipples, and had her hand deep inside the back of her friend's bikini bottom.

Sliding off the bench to kneel before me, Natalie kept squeezing and stroking my cock with one hand while reaching between my thighs to cup my balls with the other. Rolling them back and forth, she examined the swollen knob as it bobbed in her face. Abruptly, she stopped and gripped my throbbing rod just behind the ridge that circled my cockhead. Pointing it aside, the kneeling brunette bent over and peered underneath my torso and between my legs as she weighed my balls in the palm of her hand.

"I'll bet Savannah was wrong. Paige didn't empty your balls, did she?"

I felt the flush sweep across my face as I looked down at her eager face.

"No, Miss. I don't think so."

"I thought you might. These still feel pretty full to me."

Giving my balls a gentle squeeze for emphasis, she released them and resumed her double fisted pumping. Attacking my protruding cock with increased zeal, the pixie haired brunette rubbed the skin along my stalk until it began to be painful. When I winced on one particularly energetic down stroke, Heather spotted my discomfort.

"Why don't you use some suntan lotion on him? With his penis exposed the sun, we should make certain that it doesn't get sunburned."

Without waiting for an answer, Heather reached over her shoulder to retrieve the plastic bottle from the table. The short brunette paused, holding my raging erection out for her friend to dribble a long stream of cool liquid along the top of my stalk. Once she finished, the seated girl capped the container and tossed it back onto the table, her hazel eyes sparkling behind her glasses as she smiled up at me. Immediately, Savannah began to use both hands, vigorously pumping the now slippery pole.

"I'm sure that will be much easier for you, and more enjoyable for him."

"You're right. And the smell of coconut makes my mouth water."

Natalie leaned over and extended her tongue, delicately touching the glistening tip to the taut skin of my purplish knob. I caught my breath as she grew braver, swirling her wet tongue across the rounded surface, bathing my engorged bulb with her saliva. After teasing me by running the pointed tip around the prominent ridge that circled my cockhead, she lapped at the slit at the very end, experimentally tasting up the clear liquid as it oozed up from inside of me. Beaming, the brunette in the blue bikini turned to gaze over her shoulder at Heather without giving me a second glance.

"His dick tastes sweet, almost like pineapple or some other tropical fruit."

Turning back to face my seeping knob, she posted both fists up and down, deliberately milking more pre-cum out of the gaping hole. Holding my throbbing stalk up, she licked her lips and slowly lowered her head, stretching her mouth wide. I thought the pixie haired brunette as going to swallow me whole, but instead, she abruptly let go and sat back on her heels.

With my drooling hard-on waving in her pretty face, she looked up and reached behind her neck. With a gleam in her bright blue eyes, Natalie first untied the string around her tanned neck, and then arched her torso to reach behind her back and unhook her bra strap. She smiled as she tossed the electric blue top aside.

"I want you to spurt all over my bare tits."

And they were incredible, heavy, sloping globes topped with magnificent nipples, dark brown ovals wildly erect, the excited nubs nearly a full inch long. Proudly, she arched her back and thrust her exposed breasts upwards as she wrapped her hands around the base of my trembling log, drawing droplets of clear liquid from my open cockslit and dribbling them onto her naked chest. After pressing the oozing tip against her right nipple so that I left a glistening deposit, she repeated the process on the other button that both of her aroused nubs were coated with my lubricating fluid. Nodding her satisfaction, the topless brunette ducked her head again and took my entire bulb between her lips.

As she began bob up and down, jacking me off into her enthusiastic mouth, I admired the way her heavy melons wobbled on her chest as she moved. My cock surged in her pumping fists as she slurped noisily.

Behind me, I sensed rather than heard someone approach from the direction of the house. When a soft hand caressed my nude ass, I jumped, shoving my hips forward and driving my engorged bulb farther down Natalie's throat. She choked, pulling me out of her mouth as she sputtered, but clinging with both hands to my drooling shaft, holding me tightly as she caught her breath.

Twisting around, I tried to see who was fondling my buttocks, but the unknown girl pressed her shapely body into my back just out of sight, her lips close to my ear. Using both hands for her massage, she squeezed and pulled, first spreading my ass cheeks well apart, and then pushing them tightly together. At the same time, she was rubbing the firm tips of her breasts lightly back and forth across the middle of my back. She was obviously very excited. I could feel the sharp points of her nipples pressing through the thin nylon of her swimsuit as she whispered in my ear.

"You like this, don't you?"

"Yes, Miss."

I still couldn't tell who the mystery girl was. In front of me, Natalie took a deep breath and sucked my purplish bulb back into her mouth, firmly gripping my stalk.

"What else did Melissa and your girlfriend do to you back here?"

I swallowed. I could feel a familiar churning in my balls.

"She's not my girlfriend. Erika's my trainer."

"Whatever."

I spread my feet wider apart so the unseen girl could have complete access to my ass. Obligingly, she slipped her fingers down the valley that separated my buttocks, tickling the puckered hole as she explored me.

"So what did they do? This?"

Without any other warning, she slid her finger into my sphincter. I grunted and lurched forward, sending my pulsing hard-on gliding deeper down the brunette's throat. Natalie was ready for me this time, determinedly gripping my bloated shaft with both hands, keeping me far enough away so that she didn't choke. As the girl started to ream me from behind, I groaned, pressing back against her intruding finger.

"But you do like this, don't you?"

"Yes, Miss."

I was pretty certain by now that it was Jocelyn. Her short height, and the size and fullness of the breasts rubbing against my back were my best clues.

"You like me shoving my finger up your ass while Natalie sucks your big dick, don't you?"

"Yes, Miss."

Following the steady rhythm of the topless brunette kneeling between my legs, I began to move my hips back and forth, thrusting my dripping erection through her fists into the vacuum of her mouth, and then pressing my buttocks back against the deep penetration of Jocelyn's finger. My breathing quickly grew ragged.

I'd forgotten that Heather was even there until she stood up and stepped closer, the evidence of my previous explosion having dried across her creamy skin. Smiling, she reached out and took hold of both my nipples, rolling the nubs between her thumbs and forefingers, pinching and pulling them, teasing me.

"Do you like this too?"

"Yes, Miss. I do."

"I thought you might. I like having my own nipples rolled. I also like this."

With a sly smile, she ducked her head and took one of my erect buttons between her lips, licking and sucking it before she nipped it lightly with her teeth. I caught my breath, uncertain just how hard she would bite. Behind me, Jocelyn kept reaming my butt, twisting her finger in deeper until she brushed the hard surface of my prostate. Still grinning, the curly haired brunette released my tortured nipple and straightened up, whispering.

"Come on, Bill. Let that big penis of yours explode in Natalie's mouth."

Dipping her head once more, Heather took my other nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the upright nub before she bit down on the exposed tip just as the brunette plunged her single finger firmly against my prostate. I cried out and thrust my hips forward, driving my stiff cock deep between Natalie's lips just as the first jet of cum burst free. Her eyes bulged out as the white cream quickly filled her small mouth, spilling out both sides as she frantically tried to swallow the deluge. I guess she'd forgotten her desire to have me decorate her chest.

To her credit, the pixie haired brunette didn't wince or pull away. She held on with both hands and continued to pump my spewing cock into her mouth even as the fluid streamed down her chin and dripped on her swaying globes. Jocelyn, and it was Jocelyn, glanced around my waist to see what was happening, and sprang into action at the sight of my rigid pole spasming between her friend's lips. Keeping one finger firmly in my ass, she slid around me and knelt beside the topless brunette, leaning over to lick the liquid dribbling from the sides of her mouth.

They shared me. Natalie took one hand from my shaft to slide it around her friend's shoulders, making room so Jocelyn could grasp my slick rod. As the second blast of cream erupted from my hard-on, the brunette with the bare breasts spit out the spurting bulb and guided it between Jocelyn's lips. Her cheeks billowed in and out as she swallowed all the juice I could give her.

With the coordinated rhythm of their hands posting up and down my trembling stalk, I quickly delivered a third spurt of fluid between Jocelyn's full lips. But inside of letting it slide down her throat, she held it in mouth, turning to face the other brunette, kissing her and opening her lips to share the frothy liquid as they both continued to stroke my drooling hard-on.

I was gasping for air. Still nibbling on my nipples, Heather turned her head so she could watch the girls play with me, their two hands pumping the swollen shaft while they swapped their own spit and my white nectar. As their kiss grew more passionate, they managed to milk another glob of foaming fluid out of my gaping cockslit. The girls were too busy to notice as it splattered onto Natalie's impressive chest, joining the other stray blobs that now adorned her upper torso.

"Look like someone sucked another load out of that big dick of his."

Savannah and Paige had joined us, arm in arm as they strolled into the shade. The slim blonde had not bothered to replace her bikini top, her shallow breasts barely moving as she walked, the puffy nipples pink and swollen. Her companion had also discarded her bra, revealing somewhat larger breasts, high and proud, but still on the smaller side, especially when compared to the heavy globes of the two brunettes kneeling at my feet. What was striking was the size of the pale pink areoles that crowned Savannah's breasts, perfectly round circles of crinkled skin, nearly two full inches across.

"Natalie got him first, drinking the first spurts, but then she shared him with me."

Jocelyn had leaned back to answer, keeping one fist around the base of my shaft while the finger of her other hand was still buried deep in my ass. As Natalie pointed my reddened cockhead down toward her bare breasts, they coordinated their efforts to milk the last drops out of my shrinking cock, dribbling them across her impressive mounds. While she watched them play with my drooping log, Heather tweaked my nipples, idly keeping them fully erect.




WVC Ch. 19: The Pool Party



My knees suddenly felt wobbly, the muscles in my legs past the point of exhaustion. When I started to sag, the curly haired brunette guided me down to sit on the bench as Jocelyn withdrew her finger from between my buttocks. Both girls kneeling on the deck made way for me between them as they reluctantly let go of my dwindling hard-on.

"I think he needs to rest. He's been on his feet for quite a while."

"Yeah, and I'll bet that big dick of his needs time to recuperate too."

Savannah had a twinkle in her pale blue eyes as she stepped forward, fingering those incredible nipples, tugging them into sharp points. Spreading my knees apart so she could slide between them, she arched her back as she stood, pressing against the inside of my open thighs, offering those erect buttons up to me.

"So while we're waiting for him to recover, let's see how good he is with his tongue."

Boldly, she cupped my head and pulled my face to her left breast, guiding the excited pink tip between my lips. As I swirled my tongue around the firm nub, she sighed, closing her eyes as she held me close. I sucked her tender flesh as far into my mouth as I could, and received a sharp gasp from her in response. As I took her nipple between my teeth, she caught her breath, and when I bit down, nipping it lightly, she moaned.

I repeated the process with the other pink nipple, and when I finished, the twinkle in her pale eyes had become a wild gleam. With one hand against my chest, she pushed me firmly backwards until I lay stretched out on the bench, my legs astride the wooden planks, my thick pole flopping loosely between them. Glancing down at my crotch, she had me slide lower on top the picnic bench so that my ass cheeks were over the edge, my cock and balls hanging heavily down toward the deck below.

"That's so someone can play with your big dick while I'm busy here."

With an evil smile on her gorgeous face, Savannah swung her leg over my prone body so that she straddled my chest. Grinning as she stood over me, she untied the strings of her bikini bottom and tossed it aside. The paleness of her skin contrasted sharply with the black pubic hair, artfully trimmed to a narrow strip just above the plump pussy lips, glistening wetly as she slowly lowered herself onto my face.

"Stick out your tongue."

Obediently, I opened my mouth and extended my tongue to meet her moist flesh. She moaned as l touched her, briefly flicking the prominent button at the top before burying my tongue deep inside of her. She ground her crotch against my face, forcing me even farther inside, before she rose up, almost pulling herself off of me entirely. I grazed her clit again, and she shuddered.

"Oh yes, - that feels so good."

Up and down, up and down, she humped my tongue, establishing a steady rhythm that relentlessly drove her toward a major orgasm. As she continued to ride my face, I felt someone move between my open legs, leaning against the inside of my thighs, gently cupping my balls, cradling them in one hand while lightly fingering the knob of my cock with the other.

I could tell Savannah was fast approaching her climax. She threw her head back, bucking her hips against my face, using my tongue like a spear, forcing it in and out of her drooling crevice as she held my head firmly in her hands. Her moans grew louder, and her jerking hips more frantic as the girl between my thighs wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft, squeezing firmly as sit began to stir. With a piercing cry, Savannah came, grinding her crotch onto my face as a stream of clear fluid poured out of her and flooded my mouth.

Struggling to breathe, I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy as the girl at my crotch began to swirl her wet tongue all around the rounded surface of my cockhead, drenching it with her saliva. Pausing momentarily, she dipped the tip of her tongue into the crevice at the very end, coaxing it the spread open as she started to post up and down my gradually reviving pole. Slipping her lips around the entire knob, she nursed on my swelling bulb as my rod continued to lengthen and expand in her hands. She took her time, leisurely savoring my burgeoning hard-on.

After one last cry, Savannah slumped onto my chest, exhausted by the shuddering climax. Wearily, she swung her long pale leg over my face and dismounted me. With my view no longer blocked, I saw the two brunettes locked in a passionate embrace seated on a deck chair, exchanging ardent kisses as they fondled the other's breasts. Jocelyn had lost her top too, revealing weighty globes topped by huge brown nipples, her areoles round and crinkled with arousal, bigger than her partner's and perhaps three inches across. They were so large that they almost covered half of her mounds.

Glancing down between my thighs, I was surprised to see Heather's curls draped over my crotch. My cock leaped in her mouth when I realized that she was responsible for reviving my swollen pole. Reaching down, I caressed her damp hair and she lifted her head to look at me, still sucking on the engorged bulb.

"I didn't realize that it was you."

Pulling back just far enough so she could talk around my cockhead, she continued to stroke my thickened shaft, using a very relaxed double handed grip.

"I loved taking your penis between my lips when it was still soft, feeling it grow hard and stiff in my mouth."

Holding my now fully erect cock upright, she deliberately licked the underside, lapping at the knob like an ice cream cone. And then she smiled.

"You taste delicious."

With an evil twinkle in her hazel eyes, she gave me another sloppy lick and then stopped again, this time looking directly at the quivering log she held in her grasp.

"And this is the biggest one I've ever seen. At least, in person."

With that, she dipped her head and sucked the purplish bulb back between her lips, slowly, deliberately pumping my stalk with both of her fists into her mouth. A shadow loomed over me and I looked up to see Paige. She'd discarded her bikini bottom, baring a beautiful pair of plump outer lips and crowned with a wisp of blonde hair trimmed in the shape of a V, pointing down directly at her pussy. Those juicy looking lips had blossomed, splitting open to reveal an equally delectable set of inner petals, eagerly extending outward and glistening with her arousal.

"Are you good with your tongue?"

Blushing, I shrugged as I lay on my back looking up at her.

"I guess some people think so."

I glanced past her to where Savannah sat slumped in a deck chair with her pale legs splayed wide apart, fingers leisurely stroking her dripping pussy, oblivious to all observers. The nude blonde followed my eyes and smiled.

"Yeah, she looks like she enjoyed you work. Now I want to find out for myself."

As she swung her slim leg over my chest to straddle me, I caught a glimpse of Erika and Melissa coming out through the sliding glass door. Walking toward us, my trainer was retying her bikini top behind her neck while the young blonde was adjusting the strings over her slim hips. What drew my attention was Melissa's awkward stiff-legged gait, like she'd had something shoved up her ass, maybe a finger or two. Just before Paige settled onto my face, it dawned on me that Erika had might have been using her tongue as well.

"Show me what you can do."

Eager for my attention, Paige held her lips wide, allowing the tip of my tongue to penetrate her, licking the pearly folds of skin, moist with her dew. I teased her prominent clit as it extended well beyond her plump lips, rigid with excitement. When I flicked her button, she immediately went into spasms. She must have really been primed for action because I barely touched her before she went over the edge.

Writhing on my face, her trim body rippled with a series of orgasms as she held my head, plunging her pussy down onto my tongue so that it stabbed deep inside. I watched her erect nipples pulse wildly as she came again and again. Trembling, she froze with her eyes closed, holding her breath. Tentatively, I tapped her clit once more, and that sent her off on another shuddering cycle of orgasms.

"You girls seem to have Bill well in hand. Has he ejaculated again?"

With the slim blonde still writhing on my face, I couldn't see who was asking, but I recognized my trainer's voice, even with Paige's knees clasped tightly around my ears. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the intertwined brunettes separate long enough for Natalie to answer, thrusting out her heavy mounds for emphasis.

"Oh yes! He gave me a pearl necklace and enough milk to share with Jocelyn."

"I still haven't tasted him."

In her words, I heard the same petulance that Melissa had exhibited earlier.

"Well, the hostess of this fine party certainly deserves more than a taste. And if we're both going to get in trouble, we might as well make it worthwhile. Heather, let Melissa take your place."

Immediately, I felt cool air on my sopping wet cockhead as the curly brunette relinquished her spot between my thighs. With my vision obscured my Paige's naked body, I could only guess that it was our blonde hostess who was settling herself at my crotch. An experienced fist circled the base of my throbbing stalk while the fingers of her other hand tickled my exposed sphincter. I suspected that Melissa was eager to try out what she'd learned from my trainer. I was right.

As the final tremors coursed through Paige's slim torso, she finally exhaled and collapsed, slumping off of me all the way down to deck. Catching my breath, I raised my head to glance down my body and see Melissa open her mouth to swallow my shiny bulb whole. Pumping the thickened shaft with one hand while sliding the forefinger of her other into my puckered hole, she began bob up and down, slurping loudly as she bathed my cockhead with her saliva, her streaked blonde hair tickling my inner thighs.

"Since we're already in so much trouble, I figure might as well as enjoy ourselves."

Smiling down at me, Erika let her fingertips trail across my chest. Heather stood next to her, casting frequent glances down my torso to watch our hostess suck my cock.

"Who's next? Who wants to ride his face? Heather?"

When Erika spoke to her, the tall brunette blushed and shook her pretty head, causing her light brown curls to shimmy. Savannah was still lying out in the sun, fingers active between her spread thighs while Paige was recuperating in another deck chair, exhausted from her exertions, her slim legs stretched apart as well. As the two shorter girls untangled themselves from each other on the deck, Jocelyn grinned at me, her large breasts swaying heavily as she stood up.

"I'll go next."

Bending over, she drew her bright orange bikini bottoms to the deck, stepping out of them to stand totally nude before us. The light wisps of brown curls were trimmed into a narrow triangle, pointing directly toward the fleshy lips she proudly put on display. Standing with her hands on her wide hips, feet well apart, she gazed down at me and smiled.

"I'm really looking forward to this."

Swinging one leg over me, she settled onto my face, her juicy pussy pressed firmly against my mouth. Stiffening my tongue, I jabbed it into her dripping cavity as she began to writhe on top of me. Squeezing her plump ass cheeks, I kept up a steady rhythm, pausing to lick the prominent bud of her clit before plunging my rigid tongue deep inside of her once more.

It didn't take long before she too was panting, her rounded breasts bouncing freely on her chest as tremors raked her body. Urgently, she started to tug on her magnificent nipples as she approached a mammoth orgasm. Gasping for air, she took Heather's hands and guided them onto her swaying mounds, encouraging the taller girl to stroke and fondle them. Apparently, that wasn't enough as Jocelyn kept the curly haired brunette's hands trapped under her own as her massaging grew rougher, finally mauling her globes with a fierce abandon as her massive climax loomed closer.

Moans started to come from deep in her chest as she began to bounce up and down on my face while Heather squeezed and pinched her jutting nipples. It didn't take long for her to erupt, spewing forth a stream of juice that flooded my mouth, crying out loudly as the wave of emotion swept over her. I had trouble breathing as she humped my face, grinding her crotch against my lips and tongue.

Between my open thighs, Melissa was taking her time, steadily fisting my cockshaft into her mouth, slowing down when I appeared to get over heated, and dialing up the intensity when my erection started to flag. She was good, her talented tongue swirling around the engorged bulb, keeping me on edge as the busty brunette on top of me finally shuddered through a final series of spasms.

When Jocelyn finally dismounted, I realized just how sore my tongue and jaw were. Gently, Heather fingered my nipples, flipping them back and forth.

"Are you getting tired, Bill?"

I nodded, looking up into her hazel green eyes, peering at me through the cum-streaked glasses. Erika let her fingers trail across my abdomen, watching our blonde hostess play with my rigid pole, stroking my shaft with one hand while the other was busy between my spread ass cheeks. She worked a second finger into my rectum, reaming me deeply while she alternated teasing my cockhole with her tongue, and sucking my bloated knob into her mouth.

"He doesn't look that tired. I think has another round or two in him. Who's next?'

My trainer looked directly at Heather, and the tall brunette blushed, shyly shaking her head. Natalie untied her electric blue bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the deck. Not a single hair remained on the smooth pubic mound above her gaping cavity. The thin lips of her pussy were red and raw looking, already open with excitement and revealing the inner petals of her flower. They glistened with moisture. Clearly, she was ready.

"I'll go."

With her sloping breasts wobbling heavily, she swung her leg up over my head, settling her dripping pussy onto my mouth. Immediately, she began grinding her hips into my face, forcing her protruding clit between my lips. As I carefully ran my tongue back and forth across her stiff bud, a series of powerful spasms racked her body. Cupping her breasts, she gasped as the tremors rippled through her.

Down at my crotch, Melissa abandoned the teasing attention she'd been giving my swollen rod and started to pump my shaft with a steady purpose. As she coordinated her thrusting fingers in and out of my ass, I felt the beginning of yet another orgasm approach. As she humped my tongue, Natalie was too far-gone to notice any change, but both Heather and Erika detected my renewed arousal.

Idly, my trainer had continued to caress my abdomen, and now her hand grew firmer, moving lower and massaging me just above Melissa's bobbing head and pumping fist, her fingers working my shaved pubic mound. The curly haired brunette joined in, reaching behind Natalie's bouncing ass to flick my nipples. When she pinched them hard, I cried out and thrust my hips up off the bench, shoving my throbbing cock deep into the blonde's mouth just as it exploded.

While it felt like an enormous outburst spurting out, I'm afraid it was little less than that. My previous eruptions had left little juice in my balls to deliver down Melissa's throat. After the initial surge of cream, she sucked voraciously, determined to drink more of my nectar her cheeks billowing in and out. I managed to give her one more meager spurt of fluid just as my attention was hijacked by the short brunette writhing on top of my face.

Natalie moaned as wave after wave of her orgasm rippled through her body. She grabbed the back of my head with both hands trying to force my tongue deeper into her pussy. I obliged, stiffening my oral spear and jabbing it farther inside. She froze, moaning once more before she collapsed and slumped forward, covering my face before she too eased herself down onto the deck. Smiling as she kept fingering my nipples, Heather looked down at my face, thoroughly coated with the short brunette's juices.

"You must be very good with your tongue."

I just smiled weakly as the blonde at my crotch continued to milk my softening cock, drawing the last drops out so she could swallow them. After letting them slide down her throat, she sat back on her heels and looked up at her friend while still fondling my wilted hard-on.

"Why don't you find out, Heather? Almost everyone else here has tried him."

The curly haired brunette blushed at Melissa's words, her fingers idly tweaking my stiff right nipple.

"Even though I love sucking his penis in front of everybody, I'm still too shy to have him go down on me."

She paused and bashfully smiled.

"At least in public."

"Okay, Heather. You had your chance. Now it's my turn."

The shapely blonde stood and stretched, arching her back and thrusting her high, full breasts out toward me. Grinning at my open-mouthed stare, she reached behind her neck to untie the bikini top. As the flimsy material fell away from her chest, those marvelous globes barely moved. Crowned with large reddish brown nipples, they rode proudly on her slim torso as she moved closer.

"I want to be totally nude when you eat me."

Holding my gaze, she untied the strings that secured her bikini bottom and let the tiny white triangle fall to the floor as well. Tearing my eyes away from hers, I gaped at her pubic mound and the pink flower below. She was completely bare, her skin sleek and tawny in the diffused light, the gentle slope of her hillock nicely curved above her moist pussy. Blooming with her arousal, her plump lips were deep red and dripping with nectar. She let me gawk at her cleft, spreading her thighs to give me a better look before she chuckled and mounted my face.

Holding her lips open, she let me slide my tongue into her yielding cavity, shuddering as the tip touched her. Sighing deeply, she eased her crotch onto me, setting a slow steady rhythm as she humped my face. Reaching around behind her, she found Erika and pulled her to the end of the bench near my head so that they were facing each other. Looking up, I realized that my trainer was still fully clothed, if the tiny bikini she wore qualified as clothing. She let the younger girl lead her, being pulled closer until she was straddling the bench, the full lips of her pussy clearly noticeable through the thin nylon as she stood over me.

Melissa took my trainer's face between her hands and pulled her close, opening her mouth to deliver a wet, ardent kiss. As the younger girl slipped her tongue into Erika's mouth, she took the brunette's hands and guided them onto her bare breasts, urging her to knead them, to caress them, to finger her erect nipples.

As I watched the show above me, I felt someone settle between my legs, spreading my thighs wider so she could have ready access to my limp cock. Gently, almost lovingly, she took my cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the deflated bulb and began to suck. Turning my head, I could see Jocelyn and Natalie intertwined in each other's arms in a deck chair, while Paige and Savannah were dozing in the sunlight. All of them were totally nude. That left Heather as the only possibility.

I peeked around Melissa to catch a glimpse of the tall brunette, her curly hair enveloping my crotch as she wrapped one hand around the base of my slowly thickening shaft, while the other cupped my balls. Keeping my tongue actively exploring the depths of the blonde's pussy, I relaxed and enjoyed the talented mouth nursing on my reawakening log. Above me, the kissing grew more passionate as Melissa untied my trainer's bikini top, freeing those glorious breasts. As they fondled each other, I admired the two pairs of bare globes, swaying invitingly just above me.