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*******************Read Me First************************************
My erotic fiction stories are for adults only. If you are not at
least twenty one years old, please do not read this story. It
contains explicit sex and is not to be read if you are underage or
live where it is illegal to do so. The characters and places in
this story are completely fictional and any resemblance to anyone
or anything real is completely accidental and coincidental. Re-post
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non-commercial.
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
*************************Thank You***********************************
Mrs. James Wentworth Preston
Chapter 21
The IPO Pool Party
"Could I have a drink of water?" Maryann asked after her second round
of being triple fucked. "Steve's cum tastes great, but all my panting
has dried my mouth and throat."
Steve laughed and went to get her a glass of water. Turning, he
asked: "Do you want some ice in that water?"
"Yes," she croaked, "a little please."
Steve went out the door to the bar area in the main room. There he
saw just an ass sticking up in the air behind the bar. Immediately he
saw that it was female; she must be one of the wives looking for
something in the bar. The ass was white, so it wasn't his wife
Sylvia. He peered closely and decided it was a bit too broad for
Justine. It had to be Bill's wife: Kelly.
Thinking fast, he leaned over bar and cracked: "So what's a nice ass
like you doing in a place like this?"
Kelly, startled, quickly stood up and confronted him with a bottle of
champagne in each hand. Recognizing him, she smiled warmly and
quipped: "My ass is so fine that it stands out anywhere!"
"You got that right, lady!" Steve laughed with her. They met at the
end of the bar, hugged, and shared a loving kiss, rubbing their nude
bodies together, she still holding the two bottles she gotten from
below the bar.
"So what's going on?" Steve asked. "You must have a powerful thirst!
Two bottles of my best."
"Shit!" Kelly exhorted. "These are fucking warm. Don't you have any
cold?"
"Sure. You must be too horny to look properly! Let me get you one."
Steve took the two warm bottles, went behind the bar, and pulled a
cold one out of the bottom of the refrigerator. He handed her the
chilled bottle and put the two she'd found into the refrigerator to
cool. While there he put some ice into a glass for Maryann.
Standing, he saw Kelly struggling to unwrap the cap. She finally
stripped it off and then thumbed the cork out with a big *POP* as it
bounced off the ceiling. The bubbles emerged and Kelly quickly
covered it with her mouth.
Steve chuckled and pulled a glass down for her. "Do you want a glass
or are you just going to chug it?" he teased as he came around the bar
with the ice for Maryann.
"Hey, where are you going?" Kelly asked. "I'll suck you off if you'll
jizz my face! How about a little sucky-squirty?" She grabbed a hold
of his enormous limp black cock keeping him from leaving.
"Hey girl!" Steve complained. "I'm on a mission of mercy. Maryann
needs this ice."
"Oh!" Kelly agreed and let go of his dick. "How's she holding up? Did
you get a chance to fuck her?"
"Yeah! I came once in her ass and once in her mouth. She's a little
wobbly now."
Sylvia appeared from the bedroom and poured some champagne into the
glass as Steve scooted out with the glass of ice. Kelly and Sylvia
yelled "Come back here!" to him but it was too late. Kelly got
another glass and poured. Sylvia offered a toast: "To Billy Joe!" and
the two women winked, clinked, and drank.
"Well, how was your fuck?" Kelly asked Sylvia.
Sylvia smiled: "That boy can really fuck! His fat prick is really
swell, but his hip rolls and gyrations are very pleasing to the pussy
and clit. His wife taught him well!"
"Hey, I thought I heard you girls out here," Bill cried out as he came
into the room and embraced his wife. Holding her at arms length after
he kissed her, he asked Kelly: "Wife, you smell like cum. Did you get
another facial?"
Smiling brightly she replied: "Yes I did! It was great. Thick, hot
spurts all over my face, neck, and tits. I was covered with sticky
cum. Sylvia, here," she patted the black woman on the ass, "licked up
what I couldn't reach with my tongue."
"I had to, or Billy Joe wouldn't fuck me!" Sylvia complained. "Not
that it wasn't fun licking your sexy wife's tits! Speaking of cum,
did you get to fuck Maryann?"
"Yes! I didn't get off on the blow job, she came too fast, but I did
unload a bucket of cum in her tight teenage pussy just a few minutes
ago."
"Hey, just exactly have you guys been doing with her?" Kelly demanded
to know. "Some kind of gang bang?"
"No, we've been triple-fucking her. She's really enjoyed herself. . .
." Bill didn't finish as Kelly and Sylvia looked at each other in
shock.
"Oh my god!" Kelly and Sylvia exclaimed together. They rushed into
the bedroom to see how Maryann was doing. They went to her on the bed
and kissed her, asking if she hurt or was in trouble with the three
guys fucking her at the same time.
James and Steve looked on and laughed.
"I don't think they remember the sexual power of an eighteen year
old," Steve surmised as they watched a giggling Maryann gush proudly
about her fucking and the fantastic cums she'd had. Kelly and Sylvia
calmed down and they began to whisper to each other about their
afternoon of fucking.
"Looks to me like we're going to need some more guys if we have to
triple-fuck all three of them!" James laughed. Together he and Steve
went into the living room where Bill stood, drinking champagne. They
fixed three scotches and toasted Maryann. They stood talking until
Justine appeared, leaning on the bedroom door still a bit fucked out.
James took her hands and brought her over to the bar and offered her a
drink.
"Yes, I ah. . . . well Ok, but I. . . . ah. . . . maybe not. I don't
really need anything. I ah. . . . sort of. . . . ah. . . ." Justine
didn't know what to say or what she wanted. "Where is everybody?"
"The girls? They're in with Maryann." Bill explained. "I'll take
you there." He offered his arm and she took it, still unsteady on her
feet.
Bill rejoined James and Steve. They sipped their scotch quietly, each
happily remembering the pleasures of the day. Billy Joe staggered to
the doorway and the three husbands smiled at his rugged appearance.
"You ok buddy?" James asked. "Looks like you just got done fucking
three wild women! Come here and have a shot." Billy Joe staggered
over and slammed down the shot. They poured another for him and he
chugged that one too.
"Well, you survived!" Steve kidded him.
"No thanks to that `street slut Jamaican whore' of yours. She `bout
broke my back!"
They all laughed at him and he blushed. They laughed again and poured
him a glass of scotch this time. They toasted `women and the time to
enjoy them'! They made guy jokes about the women and sipped their
scotch.
Suddenly there was a great squeal from the girls in the bedroom and
much commotion. The guys stood smiling and wondering what was going
on. Billy Joe looked especially anxious and Steve calmed him: "Don't
worry. Those women would squeal like that over finding a long lost
hair pin!"
Nude Sylvia and Kelly, talking happily, walked rapidly into the room
and passed the men with only a furtive "Hi guys!" before they
disappeared into the other bedroom.
Then Maryann bounced in wearing a bright yellow bikini. The guys
whistled and she pirouetted for them. She kissed Steve and Bill,
hugged and kissed James saying: "I love you Daddy!", and moved into
Billy Joe's arms for a long, passionate kiss. She backed off of Billy
Joe, turned in his arms, and told the men: "We're going swimming!
All of us. Get some suits on and let's go!"
James smiled and told the guys to follow him to his dresser in the
bedroom. There he found five men's swim suits. The guys picked out
what they wanted and got dressed. The husbands were all in boxer
trunks. Billy Joe had a tight speedo suit.
"Good for you kid!" Steve teased. "I couldn't fit into it myself!"
"Me either," Bill quipped. James laughed and said the same.
"Ok, ok!" Billy Joe replied with a smile. "But you guys have to come
help me if I get attacked by a mob of women!."
Justine exited the bathroom just then and sashayed up to the group of
fellows in a brief white bikini that showed a lot of flesh. She
cocked her hip, stuck out her chest, and said: "Hey, you boys know
where I can find some horny sailors?"
The men looked at each other, shrugged, and grabbed for her. She
managed to evade for a minute and get half-way to the door when Billy
Joe got her around the waist, picking her up off her feet. "On the
bed!" someone said and she was tossed onto the pleasure pad. From
four sides she was attacked, her tits and ass quickly stripped of the
scanty garments. One mouth on each breast, one on her pussy, and one
guy's tongue lashing into her ass.
"Iiiiiieeeeeeee!" Justine yelled in lust, no longer trying to escape.
"Yes, yes!" she cried. "Suck me! Lick me! Oh my God! This is
wonderful!"
Maryann ran in and began to pull everyone off. "Hey, hey!" she yelled.
"Get off my Mom. We're going swimming! Everyone, stop! QUIT IT!"
Bill backed off and confronted her: "Look at her, she loves it!" Bill
enfolded Maryann in his embrace and cooed: "Don't be jealous! If you
want some, just wait your turn. She started this!"
"Daddy, daddy!" Maryann whined in her little girl voice. "Stop it.
We got to go swimming. I want to show off my new swim suit. Mom too!
Stop Daddy!"
James looked up from between his wife's legs and realized the joke was
going to far. Maryann was right.
"Ok, darling. Hey Steve, Bill, Billy Joe. Leave her alone. Let's go
to the pool. Maybe we can find some fresh, willing flesh out at the
pool. Now that we all got big hard-ons, the women out there deserve
some eye candy too!"
With reluctance, the men stood and moved to leave the bedroom.
Maryann explained that Sylvia and Kelly had gone to the other suite
for their swimsuits and would be back out shortly.
"We'll see you all out at the pool!" James said as they departed.
The pool was busy, kids playing and groups of men and women lounging
with cool drinks in the hot sunshine. The guys moved to the bar
first, checking out the women and men in and around the pool.
Somebody saw James and started a cheer. Soon he was surrounded with
well-wishers, thanking him personally for making them all
millionaires.
Things were getting noisy with a lot of happy talk, some greased by
alcohol. Suddenly, talk stopped as the four women arrived. Kelly,
in front, strutted in a tight metallic green string bikini, stopping
all talk as she moved by. Right behind her, Sylvia glided with a sexy
hip roll in a very brief red with white poka-dots bikini. Then
Justine in her minuscule white bikini and finally, Maryann in her
skimpy yellow bikini.
All the conversation had stopped at the sight of the four scantly clad
women. Then someone realized that the two sexy women in front were
Kelly and Sylvia. A shout rang up: "It's Kelly and Sylvia". "All
right!" another voice clamored and the rush was on to thank them, get
them drinks, and just get close to see their normally hidden charms.
Justine and Maryann, momentary left behind in the rush, were happy
when James appeared, took one on each arm, and led them to the bar.
The IPO party, renewed with the presence of the upper management,
regained it's earlier frivolity and they all partied on! The four men
and four women ended up together in the pool, drinking from plastic
flutes of champagne. A guy from the marketing department offered
James his wife, a cute well built blond, in swap for his wife. He
said that James' wife's yellow bikini really turned him on. James
told him that it ought to; that was his teenage daughter, not his
wife! The guy, embarrassed, left quietly.
James found himself standing next to his daughter in chest deep water.
As they chatted with the others, James dropped his arm around his
girl's shoulders and pulled her next to him. After a few minutes, his
arm slid off her shoulders and down into the water. There he patted
Maryann's ass, then slid his hand into her bikini. He began to stroke
her ass crack from the top down to her pussy then back up. He didn't
pause over her anus, knowing how sensitive she was there. He just
kept moving his fingers. After ten minutes of teasing, he began to
slow down over her ass hole. He lingered, rubbing the tight muscles
there. Then he moved down again and back up, passing over her anus.
Again, as he stroked down, he stopped to tease her butt hole. This
time he pushed his finger at the opening there; getting only a finger
tip in, but it was enough to get her attention.
She turned and whispered: "Daaaddddiiieee!" in a soft horny voice.
Knowing that he had her, he pulled out, stroked down and back up to
the top. He pulled his hand out and scratched his chest with it.
Maryann wiggled her hips and turned to him again. "Daaadddie!" she
groaned to him quietly. "That's not fair!" she whispered.
He put his arm around her again and hugged her to his side. He again
dropped his hand and slid it under her bikini bottom. He didn't
stroke her but went right to her anus. He used his middle finger to
tap her butt hole gently, repeatedly. Maryann was really turned on
and each `tap' on her ass hole sent her hormones flying. He stopped
and held steady for a few minutes. He chatted with the others and
then slowly push his finger into her ass. Maryann gasped, then
coughed to mask her arousal, then relaxed her anal muscles so he could
penetrate her ass.
James shoved his middle finger all the way into his daughter's ass,
then began to fuck it in and out of her luscious butt. Maryann hummed
a little with pleasure, but otherwise remained silent. James looked
around and noticed that Sylvia seemed to have her hand underwater into
Steve's swim suit. He wasn't sure, but it looked like Justine had
trapped Bill's hand in her bikini bottom between her thighs. And it
also looked like Billy Joe was pumping two fingers in and out of
Kelly's pussy. He wasn't sure about anything, except that he was
lewdly fucking his daughter's ass with his middle finger. And she
seemed to love it!
All the while, the chatter continued. No one speaking too much; just
enough talk to keep up appearances. Behind him, a young girl giggled
wildly, as her Dad held her to learn how to kick before she learned to
swim. James waved his almost empty champagne flute at one of the
administrative guys and he got a cold bottle, brought it into the pool
over to them, and carefully filled everyone's glass. He saluted them
all, took a swig from the bottle, bowed, and moved off.
"That Jonesy, he's a good guy!" James exclaimed.
Kelly chimed in, somewhat breathless, "He's a real trooper!"
Sylvia, still keeping her hands in the area of Steve's swim shorts,
commented, "I'd like to make Jonesy my number two. He's sharp,
considerate, and very good with people. He's competent, good natured,
and a hard worker."
"Whatever you want, though Kelly might want to reserve him for his
current duties until she can find a replacement. Right Red?" James
quipped, knowing now that his guess about where Billy Joe's fingers
were was accurate.
Kelly stammered a "Ok", then she seemed to swoon.
Justine, seeing how everyone was getting too hot, pulled away from
Bill's hands and grabbed Kelly, pulling her into the deep water.
"Come on girls. Let's not get too involved with business right now."
Maryann looked up at her Daddy and said: "Thank you Daddy!" then dove
into the deep water. Sylvia followed and James was left alone with
the guys.
"Come on, let's show our hard ons to the folks around the pool."
The guys climbed out. Immediately Steve found a young couple that
wanted to chat. He sat with them at a table, smiling and eyeing the
young wife and her husband. He wasn't sure where this was going, but
the wife's tight sexy body and her husband's equally sexy ass, when he
went to get another round of drinks, both looked delicious.
Bill found himself surrounded by several sexy women, no husbands in
sight. He tried to remain calm, but when one girl slapped him on the
thigh for being `naughty', he decided to sit a while longer and see if
they really wanted to fuck or not.
James and Billy Joe went to the bar and got glasses of scotch. They
toasted the `IPO' then sipped their drinks. They eyed the crowd
around the pool, looking at their women splashing each other.
"Justine was right to break up our `touchy-feely' party. Any one of
us could have spoiled the whole thing, cumming or getting outrageous
right in the pool in front of everyone. We've got to be careful. We
need to be cautious. Know what I mean?"
"Right!" Billy Joe agreed. "We need to be discreet!"
The resort manager found James and told him that Dinner would be
served in a half an hour. James yelled out "Dinner served in a half
an hour."
"Eeeek!" hollered all the women at the pool as they dashed from the
pool to shower, dress, and fix their hair and makeup. Husbands helped
with the kids and most left with their wives to find rooms to change
in. James and the three guys let their women get started and stayed
by the pool to finished their drinks. They talked about the afternoon
and their fucking. Billy Joe got teased about the three wives and he
refused to say who was the hottest. They finally went to freshen up
and met in the dining room at the main table. Naturally the three
wives and Maryann were late. The men had another round of drinks and
saved their places.
Dinner was delicious. Steaks, vegetables, and potato. With a small
salad before and ice cream afterward, everyone was filled with food
and good cheer. The band started playing and the couples all danced.
Billy Joe was very popular; the wives kept cutting in on Maryann and
her guy. She was dancing with her Dad, being pissed off at not being
with Billy Joe. Sylvia had him now, dancing close and tight. She was
whispering sexy things to him and Maryann could tell. She was upset
that her new boyfriend was being molested right under her nose.
"Daddy, it's not fair. My guy is being felt up and hustled right on
the dance floor." She stomped her foot in frustration. "Daddy, don't
let these women take him from me! It's not right! He's mine. They
have their husbands and all I want is him! Make them go away! He's
mine!"
"It's Ok dear, I'll invite him over for an after party at our house.
Ok?"
Maryann kissed her Dad, "Oh thanks Daddy. I love you!"
End Chapter 21
***********************My Dear Readers******************************
Please remember that stories are just stories and not reality. Do
not engage in unprotected sex or the ugly reality of life in the
21st century will kill your body, rot your mind, and rape your soul.
***************Thank You For Reading My Story***********************
Mrs.James Wentworth Preston
(a Pen Name)
Copyright 2000
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