It’s my own damn fault -3



“What?” I said confused, turning as she did looking back, and there behind me stood two of her best friends, Mandy and Cynthia. Both with shit-eating grins on their faces.

“It’s worth it,” the dark haired smaller girl spoke, whose name I soon learned was Mandy. “Though I honestly didn’t think you could get him to do it,” she added. Like Chris and Cynthia who I had met once, they were all wearing bikinis having come over to lay out, catch some sun and take a dip in the pool.

“It sure was,” Cynthia now added. A bottle blonde, she nevertheless had the blue eyes to go with it, along with the figure. Not quite as busty as Chris was, she was still pretty close. Now surrounded basically by three girls, one of which…my sister in law, was half naked, and still playing with herself too believe it or not, I sat down trying to cover myself. Though it was a little too late for that under the circumstances.

“Awe…don’t do that!” Mandy half barked. “It was just starting to get interesting!”

“Shows over,” I said, slightly irritated now at what Chris had obviously done to me, even though she stood there grinning like a Cheshire cat, and had made no move to stop what she was still doing, or cover herself either.

“Not quite,” she said with a little too much bravado in her tone of voice. “I think we need an encore, but…I also think that maybe Thomas needs a little incentive before doing that.”

“Chris?” I ventured. “Come on now…”

But it was already too late for that too. Both Mandy as well as Cynthia now stood beside Chris joining her, each one reaching back removing their tops, so that I was now faced with three pairs of tits staring at me, differing shapes and sizes, with Mandy’s being very perky though small, and yet having very long thick extended nipples, even more so than the other two. I couldn’t help but look.

“See? Now you’ve got even more to look at while you play with yourself for us,” Chris told me. “Come on….Thomas, it off,” she giggled, enjoying her joke, and then continued touching herself again, just as her two sexy little friends began doing.

“Heaven help me,” I said and then scooted my chair back a little so the three of them could watch.

**

The girls got a kick out of watching me squirt, primarily I think, because when I did, I tended to do so quite a bit. Chris however was the only one who walked over as I began doing so, purposely giving me a too tantalizing target to aim at. It wasn’t long however before her breasts were dripping with several streamers of semen. She stood massaging my cream into her breasts, and even drew some onto her finger sucking it off. “Hmm, tasty,” she mused, obviously enjoying it, much to the giggles and delight of her two cohorts, though each of them declined to sample any of Chris’s breasts when she offered it to them.

“OK, like I said…shows over, Max will be here any time now, and I think it’s time I got myself home and cleaned up here,” I stated standing, no longer shy in doing so as I finally pulled my shorts up once again, just as the girls began slipping back into their own swim tops once more as well. “So…we’re even now right?” I said looking at Chris.

“For the time being we are,” she stated. “But I’m sure you’ll be owing me again really soon,” she added, and then gathered her two friends heading off towards the pool. I gathered up my empty beer bottle throwing it into the trash heading back inside, wondering as I did that preparing to leave.

“Had Chris and her two friends ever done anything together?” It was a curious notion considering the fact they hadn’t seemed at all shy around one another. Being nude in front of one another was one thing…girls could easily do that and not think twice about it. But doing the other, exposing themselves so uninhibitedly, so easily. That hinted at something more…a lot more. But now was not the time to dwell on that either. I needed to get the hell out of here before anything else happened.

And I damn near made it out too.

**

To be continued…

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