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 TITLE: Horny Luscious Orphans
PART: 1 of 6 -- Pool Party
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF cons size rom frot pet
SUMMARY: Horny young women entice their well-hung mentor into joining
them for a teasing pool party.

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   "We are hot little bitches!" Sunny Grace declared proudly, surveying
herself and her friends.  Nicky and Ash giggled, but Sunny pouted slightly
- her 18 year old lips much fuller than one would expect on a girl her age
- as her eyes fell across Meredith.  "Mere!  Take that towel off!"

   The 20 year old brunette, her hair in a ponytail, had a towel wrapped
around herself, covering her body rather than showing off her new bikini as
Sunny Grace, Nicky, and Ash were.  She blushed slightly, glancing at Sunny
Grace's hot young body and quickly looking away.

   The 18 year old blonde was nearly naked, even more so than the other
girls.  Little flaps of pink cloth, barely the size of pennies, covered her
nipples but not her pale pink areolae.  Complimenting that was her pink
g-string.  Her cute little buttocks were entirely bared, and her long sunny
blonde hair fell past them to her thighs.  At eighteen years of age, she
had large boobs, perky globular tits larger than oranges perched on her
chest.

   "You've got a cameltoe, Sunny," Nicky laughed, and Meredith flushed
again at those words; she'd noticed too, but hadn't been brave enough to
say so.

   Sunny looked down at herself, seeing the pink cloth caught between
smooth plump pussy lips, and giggled.  "I bet Al will like it!"

   "You have got such a dopey crush on him," Ash smiled.  "He's more like
our daddy or something."

   "I want him to be my boyfriend," Sunny rebutted her.  "Besides, I know
you think he's hot too."

   Ash laughed and didn't deny it.  "He'd be our sugar daddy then!  So you
could call him daddy anyway." The 22 year old black girl was wearing a red
bikini, the color a hot contrast against her dark chocolate skin.  Her long
hair was wavy and black - she used all sorts of shampoos and conditioners
to keep it from frizzing, a habit that she constantly convinced Al to keep
feeding.  Like Sunny, she was wearing her hair loose today.  The young
woman had pear-shaped tits, which were about the same size as Sunny's; but
the blonde girl's tits looked bigger in comparison to the 18 year old's
smaller frame.

   Standing next to Ash was Nicky, who at 20 was the same age as Meredith.
The freckled tomboy had her red hair in pigtails, which meant her twin
sister did too.  She was wearing a yellow bikini, and her small tits were
almost completely flat.  Her swimsuit, as had all the other girls'
swimsuits, had been picked out by the fashion-conscious Sunny.  None of
them had expected her to pick such revealing two-piece outfits though. 
Meredith suspected Sunny had conspired to have them all catch Al's eye. 
The youngest of them had always worshipped Al, even more than the rest of
the girls, and she was super horny all the time as well; this desire
naturally fixated on her crush Al.

   "Sugar daddies are rich," Nicky objected.  "Al isn't."

   "Richer than we are," Ash countered.  "It's not his fault his dad got a
stroke and he had to drop out of college to take care of him."

   All four girls, along with Nicky's twin sister Freddy, were orphans, and
lived at Granny Greene's Children's Home.  Al was a frequent visitor and
mentor to them all, ever since Sunny Grace had been taken in by Granny as
an infant.  Sunny's mother had been Al's neighbor Amber, 18 at the time,
who had gotten pregnant and never revealed who the father was. 
Unfortunately, scant months after Sunny's birth, Amber and her mother had
both died in a head-on collision with a drunk driver.

   Al had wanted to adopt Sunny, since he had been close to Amber her whole
life, but at the same time his dad had suffered a debilitating stroke.  The
young man, three years older than Amber, had dropped out of college to
assist his mother in caring for his father, while working 60-hour work
weeks at the local grocery story to help cover bills.

   But the silver lining had been Sunny's new 'sisters' at the orphanage.
Al had remained close to Sunny, visiting her often, and so had become a
mentor and friend to them all.  Even after the girls had begun turning 18,
Granny hadn't been willing to turn them out on the steets, and so had
registered the old house to double as a young women's home as well.

   "Enough with the downers," Nicky piped up.  "What are we waiting for? 
Let's hop into the pool!"

   "Gotta wait for Al," Meredith shyly spoke up.  "Granny said we can't
swim till he gets here." Although the orphanage had its own swimming pool,
Granny Greene couldn't afford a lifeguard; so today, on the first day of
summer vacation - Sunny had just graduated high school, whereas the other
girls were done with their collegiate spring semesters - Al was going to
fill in, as he had in summers past.

   "What's taking him so long anyway?" Sunny Grace complained, twirling a
long blonde lock impatiently.

   "Shift at the deli," Ash said sagely.

   "Hmph," was all Sunny had to say in reply, but then her face lit up as
she heard the sound of a car coming up the drive.  She bustled to the gate
of the wall surrounding the pool, presenting a generous eyeful of bare
bouncing buttocks to the other girls, and whooped in glee.  "Al!"

   Al, a tall muscular man still in his 30s (barely), barely had time to
turn off the ignition and step out of the car before a bundle of joy
launched itself into his arms, screaming his name and kissing his face
happily.  He laughed, "Hey Sunny Grace," he said, and she purred, hearing
his deep voice frame her name.  "Ready for a swim to cool off?" The sun was
already beginning to scorch, so he knew the girls were no doubt past ready
to dive in.

   The other girls were crowding at the gate as Al carried Sunny back into
the pool area.  He was clad in an unbuttoned plaid shirt - which revealed
his hairy, sculpted chest - and long cutoff jean shorts.  He tousled
Meredith's hair and set Sunny Grace down-

   And it was only then that he noticed how nearly naked Sunny, and the
other girls, were.  Even shy Meredith - who was just as small-titted as
pigtailed Nicky was - had shed her towel, revealing her baby blue bikini,
just as eager to appeal to Al as the other girls were.  Al gaped, his eyes
goggling at them, and the girls giggled.

   "Whatcha think, Al?" Ash prompted him.  "Are we pretty?"

   "Yes," he said weakly.  The girls had always worn one-piece swimsuits in
the past.  He'd given them money to buy new swimsuits this year -
fashion-conscious girls needed frequent clothing replacement - but had
never expected them to buy such skimpy outfits.  "But what if someone sees
you like this?"

   "The only one seeing us like this is you, Al," Sunny Grace said
brightly. "And you don't mind, do you?" She relished the blush on his face
as he mumbled something noncommittal.

   "Well," he allowed a moment later, "you are very beautiful, all of you.
Could definitely catch yourselves some guys."

   "Pffft," black Ashleigh snorted.  "I've gotten asked out a lot, but I
always say no."

   "Really?" Al's eyebrows shot up.  This was news to him, and it was a
little unsettling to hear that one of 'his' girls was growing up in this
manner; although Ash was in her early twenties now, he still thought of her
as one of 'his' little girls, particularly since she'd never mentioned any
boys before.  "Why not?"

   Ash shrugged.  "It's only black boys who ask me out.  I like white
guys." She gave Al a mysterious smile which he couldn't decipher.

   "Well, what are we waiting for?" Nicky demanded.  "Let's swim!"

   "Wait," Meredith objected.  "Al, Granny wanted to talk to you about
something."

   "Okay," he said, his eyes unable to stop roving the succulent young
flesh surrounding him.  "Where's Freddy, by the way?"

   The other girls shrugged as Nicky grimaced.  "I think that's what Granny
wants to talk about," the pigtailed redhead said.

   "Alright," Al said.  "I'll try to hurry back, I know you want to swim."
All four girls admired his tight jeans-clad ass as he walked into the side
of the large house that served as the orphanage.  "Hello, Gran," he greeted
the small old woman who sat at the kitchen table knitting.  He kissed her
cheek as she looked up to smile warmly at him.  "Nicky said you wanted to
speak to me about Freddy?"

   "Yes, Nicole is correct," the kindly woman who ran the orphanage and
raised the girls nodded.  "Frieda is upstairs.  She's been dealing
with...an issue lately.  I think you can help."

   "What kind of issue?" Al furrowed his brow.

   "You'll have to see for yourself, dear," Granny Greene told him.

   "Alright," Al said, somewhat mystified, and headed up the stairs.  There
were three capacious bedrooms up here: the twins shared one, Sunny Grace
and Meredith shared another, and Ashleigh had the last one all to herself,
by privilege of being the oldest.  He knocked on the twins' door, and said
gently, "Freddy?  It's Al."

   "Don't come in!" Freddy's voice, which was completely identical to her
sister's, blurted frantically.

   Al frowned slightly in confusion.  "Is something wrong, Freddy?"
Although he always allowed the girls their privacy, they'd always been very
open with him.

   "N-no," came Freddy's reply.  "You can come in now." Al turned the
handle and opened the door.  The twins' bedroom was the same as it always
was, with the walls covered in sports posters.  It was an endless source of
amusement to the other girls that Freddy and Nicky usually rooted for
opposite teams, getting in endless bantering arguments about which was the
best.

   The centerpiece of the room was the queen-sized bed in which the twins
slept together, and upon it sat Freddy, with a beach towel wrapped around
herself, her small twenty year old hands holding the ends together in front
of her.  For a moment Al thought she was naked - he'd seen them all naked
plenty of times, but the last time had been many years ago, before they
were old enough to take baths by themselves - before realizing that she had
on yellow bikini bottoms matching Nicky's.  Her yellow top was discarded on
the bed behind her.

   Unsurprisingly, her vibrant red hair was in pigtails, just as Nicky's
was; whatever one twin looked like on any given day, the other was sure to
look the same.  Al was the only one who could consistently tell the twins
apart, even when they deliberately pretended to be each other.

   "Hey, Al!" Freddy said, a bit weakly, although he could tell she was
genuinely glad to see him, regardless of whatever issue she might be
dealing with.

   "Hey Freddy," Al grinned at her, and was rewarded with a faint smile
mirroring his, as he took at seat next to her on the bed and knocked one of
her long pigtails, sending it whipping around.

   "Stop that," Freddy said with no malice, trying to glare at him but
failing.

   "Okay," Al said sincerely, before flipping the other pigtail.

   "Al!" Freddy burst out laughing.

   "That's my name, don't wear it out," Al quipped.  "Although your voice
is so pretty, I don't think it could ever wear out my name."

   "Al," Freddy repeated.  "Al, Al, Al,
Alalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalal!"

   Al pretended to frown at her, and poked her.  "Hmm.  Something's wrong
with your voice.  It's like a broken record."

   Freddy giggled, and repeated, "Alalalalalalalalalal!"

   "Oh, I've got it!" Al snapped his fingers.  "You're a Pokemon!"

   Freddy rolled her eyes.  "No, Al, Pokemon say their OWN name, not
someone else's name."

   "I totally knew that," Al said, grinning, and they both knew he hadn't
known that.  "So what's up?  Not feeling like swimming today?"

   Freddy flushed beet red - a very uncharacteristic response.  Usually the
two tomboys had no shame of any kind.  After several moments, she
half-stammered, half-mumbled something incoherently.

   Al put his hand on her small knee comfortingly.  "You don't have to tell
me if you don't want," he said kindly.  "But if there's any way I can help,
you know I will."

   Freddy sighed and leaned her head to the side, resting it on his arm. 
"I know," she said quietly.  They just sat there for a moment or two, Al
saying nothing, content to let her take all the time she needed.  "It's
just...  well." She sat up and turned her torso towards him.  Taking a deep
breath, she released her death grip on the towel, and let it slide off her
body.

   And suddenly Al realized why the twin tomboys had been wearing loose
baggy shirts all spring.

   Freddy, unlike her sister Nicky, sported a pair of massive perky melons,
perched on her naked chest.  They were bigger than Sunny's or even Ash's,
and stemmed with tiny cute little pink nubbins.  Freckles speckled them,
and Al was struck with how adorable and beautiful and hot her huge fresh
tits were, as his cock began to stir in his shorts.

   Freddy blushed under his scrutiny.  "Do you...  like them, Al?" she
said, clearly desperate for his approval, feeling very unsure about this
incredible development of her body.

   "I like all sizes," Al said diplomatically.  He didn't want to say
anything that might suggest he found one of the girls prettier than the
others, lest any feel bad about themselves; they WERE all equally, if
differently, beautiful to him.  "But yes, I do like your..." He gulped. 
"...big breasts."

   Freddy flushed again, and it spread to her shoulders and even the tops
of her freckled tits, making her look even more beautiful.  "Freddy," Al
said, putting his hands gently on her shoulders and deliberately making eye
contact with her as her huge green eyes looked into his own.  "You are
gorgeous.  You always have been, and you always will be.  You were
beautiful when you were flat, and you're beautiful now with a big rack."

   Freddy smiled and relaxed, and impulsively wrapped her arms around him.
Al gulped but returned the hug, wrapping his arms around her, very very
aware of how her naked tits were smooshed into his own muscular torso
through his open shirt.  He belatedly became aware of the fact that
Freddy's cute little nipples were taut and hard.  "Freddy," he murmured,
and stopped.  Who was he to tell Freddy not to be turned on by him?  If he
turned her on, and made her feel good about herself and her body, that was
all the better.

   The tomboy pulled back and asked him, somewhat shyly, "Would you... 
would you touch them, Al?  Please?"

   Al definitely wanted to; they were gorgeous, and he was already turned
on after seeing the other girls in their hot little bikinis.  He opened his
mouth to ask, 'Do you want me to?' but realized that of course she did;
she'd asked.  "Sure," he said softly, and placed his broad hands gingerly
on her huge fresh tits.

   Freddy's eyes fluttered, and she purred with pleasure.  He felt her hard
nips scraping on his palms, and began stroking his fingers softly along the
edges of her boobs, massaging them gently, the motion of his fingers
rubbing his palms lightly along her taut nubbins.  Al had been sexually
involved with a number of women and girls throughout his life, and so was
experienced at being a skillful lover.  While he wasn't doing anything more
than fondling the twinned tomboy's boobies, he still knew just what to do
to bring her great pleasure.

   He gently rolled and kneaded Freddy's succulent 20 year old titflesh in
his palms, playing her like an instrument as her glazed eyes closed and a
chorus of rising and falling moans guttered in her throat.  After a minute
or two of that, he pulled his hands away - eliciting an involuntary whimper
of disappointment from the cute pigtailed girl - but then pressed a gentle
kiss to her hard nipple, wresting a yip of surprised pleasure from her.  He
graced her other nipple with another kiss, then began rubbing his cheeks
all over her boobies.  His face was stubbled after a full day of work, and
the erotic scraping of it along Freddy's sensitive skin skyrocketed her
bliss, as she cried out his name and clutched his head to her chest.

   Al grinned, glad to see her enjoying herself, and kept bearding her,
switching from cheek to cheek as he rubbed his stubble all over her
freckled tits.  Then he began kissing her boobies again, but not on the
nipples.  Rather, he pressed gentle tickling pecks all over the freckled
flesh, eliciting pleasurable murmurs from the 20 year old redhead.

   Then, he closed his lips around one taut pink nipple and sucked lightly.
The effect on Freddy was electric.  She yelled out in delight, a
thunderbolt of ecstasy shooting up her spine.  Al sucked a couple times
more, then switched nipples - and this time, he sucked vigorously,
simultaneously tweaking her other, now-wet, nipple between his finger and
thumb.

   Freddy shrieked in rapture as tidal waves of her young life's very first
orgasm crashed through her.  Her body jerked and thrashed in his arms, and
he had to steady her with one broad hand cupping her soft cute bum as he
kept suckling and tweaking, extending her incredible climax.  Her virgin
pussy clutched on emptiness as she juiced, soaking through her yellow
bikini bottoms and dripping young lust onto the bedcovers.  Her small hands
twisted and tangled in his dark curls as she practically flopped in his
arms, utterly overwhelmed by the intensity of her climax at Al's skillful
hands and mouth.

   He made his suckling more gentle now, letting her come down slowly from
her high.  Her breath came in short gasps and hoarse pants, aftershocks
trembling sporadically through her.  "Al..." she moaned.  "Oh, Al..."

   He smiled at her, his face filled with fondness.  "I told you, Freddy,"
he said gently, giving her bum a light squeeze.  "You're beautiful, and
your breasts are beautiful."

   She smiled radiantly at him and hurled her body against his chest again,
hugging him with all the ferocity a grateful, loving, post-orgasmic young
woman could muster.  He smiled, holding her closely, stroking her back
gingerly for a few moments, before saying, "We should probably go down; the
others are waiting to swim."

   "Could you help me tie on my top?" Freddy asked.  Al nodded, and the
redhead put the small flaps that barely covered her nipples over her chest,
holding them in place as he tied the back.  "Thanks, Al," she said, and
kissed his cheek.  She held his hand tightly as they went downstairs. 
"Nicky will be happy when I let her kiss me again," she mused, and then
flushed bright red as she realized she'd said that aloud.

   Al's eyebrows rose, but he didn't comment as they arrived back outside.
The other girls whooped to see Freddy's huge tits on display; of course,
they'd all known about her difficulty, and Freddy grinned shyly at them. 
Al's face heated as he looked again at all the hot exposed young flesh.

   "So can we swim now?" Ash demanded.

   "Sunscreen," Meredith, the responsible one, said quietly.

   "Also," Sunny said, "Al needs to put on his swimsuit."

   Al rolled his eyes.  "I swim in these, you know that." He shucked his
unbuttoned shirt, fully revealing the hairy sculpted muscles of his torso,
and Ash wolf-whistled, prompting several giggles.  He was now clad only in
his cutoff jean shorts, which went to his knees.

   "No, no," Sunny shook her head.  "I bought you a new swimsuit."

   Al raised his eyebrow.  "You didn't need to do that, the money was to
get swimsuits for yourself!"

   "I did," Sunny pointed out reasonably, "and then there was some left
over - so I got you a speedo!"

   The other girls giggled hysterically as Al gaped.  "Sunny...  I..." His
mouth worked, as he tried and failed to come up with an obtuse way to
phrase his refusal.  "It won't fit."

   "Sure it will," the busty 18 year old blonde girl said, deliberately
jiggling her boobs and watching Al's eyes follow the motion.  "It's your
size."

   "No, I mean..." Al said helplessly.  "It won't...  fit.  In front."

   "Oh, it's verrrrrrrry stretchy," Sunny assured him.  She didn't know how
big Al was, but knew he had at least a reasonably sized one, from glimpsed
crotch bulges in the past.  She put on her most devastatingly adorable
pout, and Al slumped his shoulders in defeat.

   "Fine," he said, and Sunny Grace squealed happily.  "But only cuz I love
you.  Where is it?"

   Sunny fished out a small piece of cloth from her beach towel and handed
it out.  Al took it from her small hand and held it warily, at arm's
length. "It's pink," he said dubiously.  The girls giggled hilariously.

   "Yup!" The blonde gave him the sweetest of smiles..  "So we'll match!"

   Al shook his head and muttered, "I can't believe I'm doing this.  Be
right back," he said in a more normal tone as he went into the house.  He
was in the bathroom for ten minutes putting the damn thing on.  It WAS, as
Sunny had said, very stretchy in front.  Very very stretchy indeed. 
Nonetheless it was a fair amount of work 'fitting' himself into it.

   When he walked back out, the girls greeted him with whoops and cheers
and giggles.  His face was pure crimson.  The pink speedo was tiny indeed,
baring half of his buttocks and all of his dark pubic curls over the base
of his cock.  The front of it was bulging out tremendously, his balls and
shlong stuffed into an impossibly small space and making up for it by
protruding in a bulge several inches out from his crotch.  Some of his
nutflesh was visible along the edges of the speedo.

   "Damn, Al," Ash said admiringly.  "You look like you could be a fucking
horse!" Al had of course received lots of admiration for his gargantuan
cock over the years, but never from these 5 girls that he had practically
raised.  This was a new, and slightly hot, situation.  He muttered
something noncommittal and tried to distract them.

   "Okay, so everyone ready to swim?"

   "Sunscreen," Sunny said mischievously, echoing Meredith's reminder from
earlier.

   Al blinked.  "You didn't do that while I was inside?"

   "Nope," Sunny shook her head.  "Need you to get our backs."

   "But you could do each other's--" he began to object, but in a fluid,
almost choreographed motion, all 5 girls lay down on their stomachs on
their beach towels by the pool.  He groaned; Sunny Grace had almost
certainly put them all up to this.

   "So which of us are you going to rub down first?" Sunny giggled,
wiggling her pert little ass.

   "Maybe Ash, she's the oldest," Nicky suggested.

   "Dark skin doesn't sunburn easily," Meredith said shyly, in her quiet
tone.  "Freckled skin burns fast though."

   "Then it's settled," Ash said, "Rub down Freddy and Nicky first, and me
last!  Best for last, right, Al?" She threw him a saucy wink, and the other
girls groaned and giggled.

   "Okay," Al said, giving in.  He was concentrating very hard on not
popping a boner, which would be embarrassingly obvious in this
already-embarrassing speedo.  "I'll do Nicky first." Since he'd already
given Freddy some 'attention' a few minutes ago.  He snagged the bottle of
sunscreen from one of the lawn chairs on which it'd been deposited, but
before he could make his way to Nicky and kneel beside her, all the girls,
at some unseen signal from Sunny Grace, reached behind their backs and
untied their bikini tops!  "Wha-- What are--" Al sputtered, squeezing the
lotion bottle in a death grip as bare young backs were presented to him.

   Meredith had untied her top too, but her entire body had blushed a deep
red.  "So you can rub it on our backs," she murmured shyly.  She wouldn't
look at him, as shy as she was, but she clearly wanted his approval.

   "Well, then," Al switched tactics, realizing that he shouldn't make it
seem as though the girls weren't pleasant to look at, "I'm a lucky guy, to
have such beautiful girls to lather up." Much pleased giggling answered
him, and he knelt by Nicky, pouring some sunscreen on his hands and rubbing
it into her back.  Nicky purred happily, and told him to make sure he got
her legs and butt too.  Blushing, Al gently worked the lotion into her
half-bared buttocks, as Nicky wiggled happily.

   Then he did the same to Freddy, followed by Meredith, Sunny Grace, and
finally Ash.  The black girl murmured in pleasure as his hands worked on
her back and ass.  "Okay," Al said, "now we can--"

   The girls preempted him, rolling over onto their backs, presenting their
nude chests to him.  Al gaped.  He'd already seen Freddy's tits, but they
were still gorgeous as could be.  Nicky's small chest was just as freckled
as her twin's, and beautiful in a completely different way.  Meredith's
equally tiny chest was stemmed by puffy taut nipples.  Ash's dark brown
nipples were puffy and thick atop her delicious-looking pears.  Sunny's
tiny pink nipples were hard and glistening, perched high on her
orange-sized boobs.

   "Have to put sunscreen on our fronts too," Ash giggled.  "You can start
with me this time." Al gulped, but found he could deny these lovely little
girls nothing.  He fondled Ash's beautiful black tits, rubbing in the
sunscreen and feeling her hard nubbins on his palms as she sighed
blissfully.  Freddy and Nicky were pleased as could be, grinning broadly at
him.  Meredith smiled shyly and tucked her lower lip between her teeth, as
if to stifle her moans as he worked the lotion on her flat chest.  Sunny
Grace didn't bother to hide her cute little moans, her eyelids fluttering
as he massaged her ripe round boobs.

   "Alright," Al said as he finished.  "Unless you have some other scheme
concocted, it's time to start off the summer and swim."

   "Yay!" the girls cheered as they leapt up.  Nicky and Freddy were first
in, cannonballing into the deep end.  Meredith stuck her toe in the water,
shivered, and only slowly let herself in.  Ash walked down the steps of the
shallow end and slid into the water languidly, almost sensually.  Sunny
Grace stayed by Al.

   "Er," he rubbed the back of his head a bit awkwardly, "aren't you going
to put your tops back on?"

   "Why?" Ash shrugged, and the girls giggled.  "We've got sunscreen on our
tits, don't have to cover them."

   "And we're surrounded by this fence," Nicky pointed out.

   "So you're the only one to see us," Sunny giggled.

   Al covered his eyes with his hand, and managed to snort a laugh.  These
feisty vixens were too much.  He couldn't help his bulging crotch giving a
few twitches, but managed to fight down any further response.  The girls
kept shooting admiring glances his way as they swam.  "Okay, girls," he
suddenly recalled, "remember you can't explore at the Glen Falls place
anymore."

   "I know," Meredith said quietly.  She had forgotten that she was
topless, and so was no longer embarrassed.  "It's being renovated."

   "Phooey," Nicky pouted, "that old manor was so much fun to play hide and
seek in when we were younger."

   "And I still like hanging out there now," Ash agreed.

   "I know, I know," Al said.  "But that's the way of the world.  Things
change.  Life goes on." He glanced down at Sunny, who was still standing
beside him.  "Aren't you going to swim, honey?"

   "After you," she beamed at him, and he chuckled.  He cannonballed
dramatically into the deep end, creating an enormous splash that drenched
the girls, who laughed and mock-complained.  He swam a few strokes, then
flipped over and floated on his back, enjoying the sunlight on his face as
he listened to the splashing and laughter of the five girls.

   He grunted in surprise as Sunny clambered atop him, and he had to adjust
his limbs quickly to keep from sinking as the busty young blonde lay on top
of his chest, giggling happily.  "Can I lie on top of you, Al?" she said in
her sweet little voice.

   He barked a laugh.  "Bit late to be asking, don't you think?"

   "Like you would've said no," she stuck her adorable pink tongue out at
him.  Al grinned; she did have him wrapped around her little finger, and
she knew it.  Getting him to rub sunscreen on 5 girls' tits...

   She lay on her stomach atop his torso, propping up her chin on her
hands, with her elbows splayed outward, looking adoringly into his face. 
He was very very aware of her large fresh boobs smooshed against his flesh,
and her hard little nipples scraping him, and gulped, trying his hardest
not to get a boner.  He couldn't suppress a twitch of his big cock into her
thonged cameltoe, however, and Sunny yipped in surprised pleasure, before
sighing blissfully.

   Slowly, the blonde began undulating her body atop his, grinding their
crotches together, almost as if she wasn't aware what she was doing.  Al
bit his lip, loath to tell her to stop; she clearly loved it, and he
couldn't deny that he was enjoying it too.  His cock swelled and grew,
stretching the pink speedo out immensely into his gargantuan boner. 
Sunny's breath began coming in cute harsh pants as she ground her barely
covered pussy along the underside of his massive shaft, their most intimate
flesh separated only by the thin materials of thong and speedo.

   Al's cock was raging and throbbing madly, and his face was flushed as he
struggled to stay afloat and not sink them both into the pool.  He'd never
really thought of Sunny, or any of the girls, in a sexual way before, but
after today, he might never again be able to stop.  This little blonde girl
he loved was smoking hot!  And clearly horny, her breathy gasps coming
faster as she got herself off from frotting herself on his enormous boner.
He had to keep himself from cumming and making a mess everywhere;
fortunately, with his incredible stamina, it wasn't difficult to do so,
despite the urge becoming stronger.

   Sunny let out a low ululating moan as she quivered violently, juicing
hard from grinding on Al's thrumming boner!  He felt moist warmth on the
thin material of his speedo as the busty young blonde's cream seeped from
her cameltoed thong onto his bulging boner.  "Mmmmm, Al..." she mewled
contentedly, looking into his eyes with utter adoration, the depth of which
was clear in her sapphire orbs.

   Then, worn out by her life's first orgasm, she lay her head down on his
chest and napped.  Al smiled, slowly willing his boner to soften, and
listened to the other girls laughing and squealing as they swam and played,
his heart glowing with warmth for them all...and a new heat churned in his
gut.

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