Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

Stacy's eyes went wide and she covered her mouth again and gasped, "Oh my god... I mean.. does it taste nasty?"

"Not at all. I really like it. Do you have anymore?"

They looked at each other and laughed again. Cindy said, 'Maybe...", which made them laugh even harder.

'By the way you two are acting, I think that must be hash oil. How much have you had?"

Stacy popped off, "Not a lot... but the night is still young!" Cindy laughed at the comment and shoved her friend.

Stacy took a gulp from her drink and asked me, "Did you bring swim trunks?"

I shook my head, "No.. I came straight from work. Are my boxers

okay? I mean they can't be any more revealing than those suits you two have on."

"You don't like our new bikinis?", Stacy said with a huff. "We took the bus out to the mall early this morning to buy these just for you."

"On the contrary... you two look absolutely... I can't keep my eyes off of you. In fact, I really need to cool down." I stood up and pulled off my shoes. I turned away from them and untied my shirt, and dropped my pants, holding onto my boxers. My dick was about half-mast, but don't think they could tell from behind me. I dove Into the pool and swam around long enough for my erection to fade and crawled back up out of the pool.

Both girls stared at my boxers as I rose up out of the water. I no longer had an erection, but my dick was hanging large down my leg, and the wet material was thin enough to see everything clearly as my boxers clung to me. I walked over and grabbed a towel to dry off, then sat by them and sipped my drink.

Stacy lay back on her chaise and stretched out to show off her body, barely covered by her string bikini. Cindy was reclining beside her in an even tinier bikini. Looking at these two young girls, their bodies barely covered, all oiled up... and after listening to what they were saying; Stacy wanting to deepthroat me and Cindy hard.

-------Poolside-------

I tried to think of different things to calm my growing erection, but their petite bodies were right there, glistening in the sun.

Cindy finally broke my concentration, "I'm glad you got off work early. How long can you stay?"

"You have me as long as you want. I can't think of a better place to be than right here."

Stacy interrupted, "As long as we want? I think you're pretty long enough!", and laughed.

'Stop it Stace! Do you always have to be so... ugh!"

"That's okay... I'm a big boy... I can handle a little teasing."

Stacy started to respond, but glanced at Cindy and decided to let it go. She grabbed her sunglasses from the table and put them on. I could no longer tell what she was looking at through the dark lenses.

"Have you had any lunch? I could make you a sandwich if you'd like." Cindy was always so considerate.

"Thank you. Maybe in a bit... I shouldn't drink too much on an empty stomach. Those carrots were really good... do you mind?" Cindy just raised one eyebrow and smiled, then gestured for me to help myself.

My chair was on the pool side of Cindy, Stacy was lying down on the far chaise, the table holding the pitcher of margaritas and the platter of carrots in-between. I had to stand and bend over Cindy to reach the table, and when I did my dick nearly poked out the leg of my wet boxers. Stacy was looking my way, but her sunglasses blocked me from seeing if she noticed. Cindy must have, though, as she ran her hand up the back of my leg as I grabbed a couple of carrots. "I'm glad you forgot your swim trunks. I like those on you." She was staring right at my dick.

I sat back down and nibbled on one of the carrots. "These are really good, but they just don't taste the same without that glaze." They both giggled. After a bit of small talk, they both laid back to Stacy grabbed the baby oil and squirted some on her tummy. She ran her hands through it and started rubbing it on her arms, then her shoulders. She turned her head my way and I swear she was staring at the lump in my boxers as she worked her hand down from her shoulders to above her bikini top. I glanced over and Cindy was sunning with her eyes closed. I returned my gaze towards Stacy, and stared directly at her tits as she rubbed the oil closer to her top. She retumed her hands to her tummy and rubbed the oil downwards to her panty line, then back up to her chest. She pulled the strings down off her shoulders to the sides, and folded the top of her bikini down until I could almost see the edges of her large areolas, and rubbed oil all over the upper parts of her little round breasts. The whole time she was staring my way, either at my eyes fixated on her partially exposed tittles, or at the bulge down the leg of my wet boxers.

I flexed my cock and it jumped under the material. Stacy let out a small gasp and she stopped rubbing the oil for a moment. Cindy opened her eyes and glariced over at Stacy, and Stacy continued to apply the oil, then pulled her top back in place. Cindy looked over at me, but I had pulled the towel over my legs as though I was trying to dry myself off, and it covered the lump in my boxers.

After a moment, Stacy suddenly stood up, grabbed the empty pitcher and the tray of carrots, and walked towards the house, "It's refill time!"

I immediately felt guilty for flirting with Stacy right under the nose of Cindy. I couldn't help it, the way she was showing off the tops of her breasts, especially after what had happened before. I wondered if Stacy had the same feelings. My partial erection faded quickly.

"Would you like me to rub some baby oll on you?"

'I would absolutely love that," Cindy replied, and flashed a wide smile.

She was so beautiful. Her long platinum blonde hair was tied behind her head...she somehow looked more exotic like this, especially laying there in such a skimpy bikini. I wondered where the girls got these R-rated bikinis at the mall. Neither could wear them at a public pool, and Cindy's was so tiny that an average girl would have to shave to avoid their pubic hair from showing. Cindy had no such problem though... her sparse bush was completely covered by the small triangle of fabric.

To Be Continued..