Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2003 02:58:51 +0000
From: Kevin Thompson <kebo_t@hotmail.com>
Subject: part  3 of Swimmin

The girls swim again.

While Greg and I continued to enjoy our jacking sessions, our world
included Missy and Kathy.  After our first adventures in skinny-dipping, we
had gone to the movies, met at the mall a few times, and sat out on the
sidewalk and talked dirty for hours after the sun went down.  We did all go
swimming at Greg's and I know all four of us were hoping that Greg's
parents would suddenly decide to go get a peanut parfait at the Dairy
Queen.  We could certainly make good use of the unsupervised time.

That first day back in the pool with the girls, Greg and I had to settle
for the quick flashes of tits and such.  They kept an eye out for the
presence of parents and little brothers.  Kathy would lift one side of her
top and let see her dark brown nipple.  The round nipple was set off by the
intense white smooth skin of her breast that hadn't seen sun all summer.
And if one tit wasn't enough, Kathy would flash me with both.  I even liked
the struggle she had putting those puppies back in her top.  And I would
catch sight of Missy's tits as she tormented and tempted Greg.

When the girls weren't floating around and Greg and I weren't wrestling and
dunking each other, the girls would brush every part of their bodies across
our hardened dicks.  Their little butts would back up into us, doing a
little grind.  A hand would taunt my boner as Kathy swam by.  And hanging
on to opposite sides of a float allowed her foot to fondle my crotch.  That
was actually a little painful but at that age, any contact there was
extremely exciting.  Hanging on each other and floating around was pushing
the line had Greg's parents come out to check that we were still alive.

There was also a way to get up close and still be able to break things up
quickly before we could get discovered.  The girls would sit side by side
on the edge of the pool, their legs in the water.  Greg and I would swim up
between their legs and hang on.  We could stand on the bottom and
comfortably keep the girls legs on our shoulders.  My head would be just
inches away from her pussy.  The sound of the water splashing around was
amplified in my ears.  The smell of chlorine and pussy was intensified.  My
eyes would focus on her pussy.  I could make out the hairs pressing against
her bikini bottom.  A few of those hairs escaped out the edges.  The cloth
of her bikini would stretch tight and the outline of her pussy lips would
appear.

To this day, when I hear the phrase, prick teasing, the images of the four
of us in the pool almost always come to mind.  I stayed hard for hours.
Even as the water pruned up the rest of me, my dick stayed hard and aching.
I would either let it stick out straight, tenting out my swimsuit or I
would pull just the head of my dick out the top of my swimsuit.  I hoped
Kathy and Missy and for that matter, Greg, would see it.  It was a little
daring but it sure did feel good as a current of water went by or Kathy's
thigh or belly would make the slightest contact.  I'm not sure if any of
them ever noticed, I kept it under the water most of the time.

Finally, after at least three evenings of swimming with parents in the
house, Greg's parents left us alone.  I'm not even sure why we put on
swimsuits that evening, we had too much anticipation to stay in the suits
very long at all.  I saw Missy grab her top and begin to pull it off as she
ran and jumped into the water.  She was bare breasted before her hair was
wet.

I pulled my swimsuit down, my balls and dick were completely exposed but I
stopped to watch them all strip down.  I was about frozen in place as I
loved watching more and more skin show up.  It was only when Kathy's thigh
made contact with the tip of my dick that I was able to remove the swimsuit
the rest of the way.  Kathy's giggle as she touched me had me laughing.
For several minutes, the laughing was prominent, the play was teasing, and
bodies only made swiping contact.

It was when Missy jumped on Greg, planting his face right between her tits
that things got a little less rowdy.  I grabbed Kathy from behind, she
stayed still, my hands found her tits, her head leaned back against my
shoulder and she pressed her cheek next to mine.  My dick was just barely
making contact with some part of her back.

Missy started talking about how much she and Kathy had been waiting to do
this again.  We all commented on how good it did feel.  My voice cracked a
little as I spoke as Kathy pressed her butt back and caught my boner firmly
between us.  My hands and fingers were tweaking and pinching and twisting
Kathy's nipples, her tits filled my entire hand.  I would go from big
handful grasps of tit to pinching fingerfuls of nipple.  Kathy would grind
her but just a little, letting my dick know it was not being ignored.

We were still front to back when Greg maneuvered Missy into Kathy.  It was
right in front of the in pool like and I caught site of our shadows as we
merged into a big pile of adolescent hormones and skin.  Kathy and Missy
were pressed together with Greg and I on the outside.  They sure did enjoy
being pushed together, something that Greg and I both noticed enough to
talk about it in the days to come.

After Kathy and Missy had enough of that, Kathy spun around and hugged me
to her tight.  I felt her hot breast press into me, I could feel her hard
nipples poking my skin.  My dick stuck out fit under her, between her legs,
she closed them and I felt her skin surround my dick completely.  Her pubic
hair pressed into my belly above my pubes.  I felt her pussy grind into me.

Kathy and I drift away from Greg and Missy.  They were locked up, lip to
lip and every other body part to body part.  When we got space, all of
about 15 feet, I was leaning against the wall and in a great position to
open my legs.  Kathy went exploring.  Firm grips on my dick, gentle on my
balls.  She began to whisper to me, I was so horny by that time that she
could have been reading out of the motor vehicle handbook and it would have
had the desired effect on me.  But it was funny as she talked to me.  She
would slowly rub her hand along my boner and tell me how hard my "peepee"
was.  And when I would squeeze her ass, she told me how good it felt to
have her "popo" squeezed.  Her voice was sexy and low when she spoke of my
"weenie".  She whispered sexy stuff in my ear, even though all the naughty
bits were called by the little kid names.  I just thought that is how girls
talked about such things, and I did know what she was talking about.

Kathy's hand barely moved from my dick that evening.  She would let her
hand slide down to my balls and cup and play with them just a few seconds
before moving her hand back to my dick.  Her hands studied the entire
length, her fingers running along under the rim of the head, her fist
grasping the base and pulling it out slowly and firmly.  She had to take a
look at it a few times.  I would look at her face as she stared at my
boner, but my eyes would fix on her naked tits.

My hands had a really difficult time.  As I searched for her pussy, my
fingers played all through her pubes.  My inexperience had me searching a
little too high.  Until I knew I hit the right spot.  Kathy moaned loud
enough to get a giggle from Greg and Missy, as my finger found the hot
slick opening of her pussy.  My fingers eventually went deeper and deeper,
I was amazed at how hot it was inside her pussy.  I tried to push my
fingers in deeper, but I learned from the reaction I got, just where it
made Kathy jump and supposedly feel good.  My fingers started to hump her
pussy and her hand gripped my dick harder and harder.

I kissed and sucked her tits, just little gentle sucks.  Enough to tease
her, her hand left my dick and with both hands guided my head around.
After slipping and the fear of drowning while tit sucking, we split apart,
just a little, long enough to see Greg's hips humping in the water.  He
didn't make it into Missy that night, but he was stirring up the waves.

Kathy switched hands on my dick, and we were separated just enough that I
could use both hands on her tits.  Kathy went into more prick teasing as
she rubbed the tip of my dick at the outside of her pussy.  I was almost
begging her to guide me inside her.

I felt the movement of water, the pool light had a shadow across it, and
then Missy blurted out "BOO".  They had eased up right next to us, still in
the close grip of each other but not actively fondling anything of
importance.  I had my dick at the very edge of pussy and it was straining
to get it.  My heart was pounding.  I thought I would swallow the whole
pool and I tried to keep breathing, and the girls started talking.  It was
about what we were doing, but it was also about what their parents would
think.  They considered if some of the other girls who had recently
skinny-dipped with their boyfriends went this far.  It wasn't enough to
relieve me of my boner but it sure did change the mood.  A minute ago, I
had no sense of Greg and Missy anywhere near me.  All my thinking was being
done by the little head on the end of my dick.  Now, I had to settle for
four teen tits lined up in front of me and the feel of a pussy pressing
into the bone above my dick.

We floated backward until Greg's and my back were leaning on the wall.
Greg and I talked just a little, I asked if he did it, he shook his head.
The girls got into more chatter and then decided it was time to go.  We
lifted them out so that their butts flopped up on the deck.  A quick
faceful of pussy swapped to a view of her butthole, the first time I had
seen a girl's!

Greg and I stayed in the water, both of us stroking our dicks, slowly at
first.  Then as the girls put on clothes, and lost interest in us, I
noticed Greg's arm moving in a more aggressive jacking rhythm.  I joined
him, jacking off as our girlfriends dried off and dressed.
    I was so close to the edge that it wasn't going to take me long to
shoot at all.  And Greg leaned over and whispered in my ear "Don't cum in
the water!" as I let loose!  I nodded like I understood and could actually
do something about it. I stopped jacking almost like I was complying with
his direction.  The water was lighted enough that I could see the several
long strands of cum suspended in front of me, one of them still attached to
the tip of my dick.  My hand returned to finish the job, but still trying
to hide from Greg's attention.  (I loved the look of free floating cum.)

The girls didn't want and escort out this time and told us to stay in the
water and cool down.  I think my face gave me away, it felt about 40
degrees hotter than the water.  Back then, I wouldn't get soft right away,
sometimes it would take jacking off and cuming three times before I was
soft and floppy.  I still had plenty left when Greg and I showered to get
the chlorine off.  That shower had become our personal jacking chamber and
we went after it to close out the evening.  It was one of the few times
that I lasted longer than Greg.


Greg and I went on to do more and the girls kept coming over.  If ya'll
like it enough, I'll keep writing some more about it.  Please let me know,
email at kebo_t@hotmail.com