Chapter 10: Pool Excitment

Mom interrupted my daydream, and my cheeks flushed as I recalled the secret kisses Hazel and I had shared. Those thoughts had me grinning like an idiot all week.

“The weather looks ideal for some sun, and Elisabeth’s pool is calling our names,” Mom said, giving me a knowing smile. “Let’s spend Saturday there. We can invite Hazel too. I’m sure you two will find a way to enjoy yourselves.”

I tried to play it cool, but my heart raced at the thought of seeing Hazel again and having some private time with her by the pool. It was shaping up to be an unforgettable weekend.

My heart did a flip. “That sounds amazing! I’m sure Hazel would be into it too. We can finally put that pool to good use.”

“Excellent!” Mom exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “I’ll give Elisabeth a call and we can plan it all out.”

I nodded, a wave of heat washing over me at the thought of sharing the pool with Hazel, Ms. Parker, and my mom, all in various states of undress. The image of Hazel in that negligee flashed in my mind, and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

“This weekend can’t come soon enough,” I mumbled, feeling a stir of anticipation in my gut.

I arrived at school the next morning, my mind still buzzing from yesterday’s encounter with Hazel. As I approached our usual meeting spot, my jaw nearly hit the floor. Hazel stood there in a light summer dress, and it was immediately clear she wasn’t wearing a bra. Every movement sent ripples through the thin fabric, her breasts swaying freely underneath.

“Morning, Andy,” Hazel said, her voice low and sultry. She stepped closer, and I struggled to keep my eyes on her face.

“H-hey, Hazel,” I stammered, my face heating up.

Kairi and Nami sauntered up, identical smirks on their faces. Kairi’s eyes darted between Hazel and me, her eyebrow raised.

“Wow, Hazel,” Nami said, not bothering to hide her amusement. “Trying to give the whole school a show?”

Kairi chimed in, “Yeah, girl. You forget something this morning?”

Hazel just shrugged, a mischievous glint in her eye. “It’s hot out. I’m just staying cool.”

Harry joined us, soda in hand. His eyes went wide as he took in Hazel’s appearance, and he took a big gulp of his drink. Bad move. He started coughing and spluttering, soda spraying everywhere.

“You okay there, Harry?” I asked, thumping him on the back.

He nodded, still coughing. “Yeah, just ... went down the wrong way.”

As the others fussed over Harry, Hazel leaned in close to me. Her breath tickled my ear as she whispered, “This is making me so hot, Andy. Knowing everyone can see ... but only you know what’s underneath.”

I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. “Hazel, you’re killing me here.”

She giggled, pulling back with a wink. “That’s the idea.”

When things calmed down, I remembered Mom’s invitation. “Oh, hey,” I said to Hazel. “My mom wants us to come over to Ms. Parker’s pool this weekend. You in?”

Hazel’s eyes lit up. “Absolutely! Sounds like the perfect chance to try out my new bikini.”

I groaned inwardly, already imagining the torment that would be. But there was no way I was going to miss it.

As the days slowly ticked by, my excitement grew. Hazel and I texted back and forth, sharing our eagerness for the weekend. Ms. Parker, too, seemed thrilled about the idea, messaging Mom with suggestions for food, drinks, and even some pool games.

Saturday morning finally arrived, clear and bright, with a promise of warmth. I felt a buzz of anticipation as I packed my swim gear, a sense of adventure fluttering in my chest.

When I walked into the kitchen, Mom was already there. “Ready to make a splash, tiger?” she teased, her hair falling casually over one eye.

I tried to focus on pouring cereal into a bowl, but my hands were shaky, and the spoon clanged loudly against the ceramic. I glanced at Mom, her playful smile making my face burn even more. Was she aware of the kiss? Or the thoughts I was having about Hazel and the pool?

“Y-yeah, definitely ready to make a splash,” I stammered, feeling my cheeks flush even more. I took a quick bite of cereal, hoping it would buy me some time to calm down. But my mind was racing with thoughts of what the day might bring.

As we made our way to Ms. Parker’s, the anticipation only grew. I kept stealing glances at Mom, her sundress already hinting at the swimsuit beneath, and I knew Hazel and Ms. Parker would be equally stunning. The thought of all that beauty, barely covered, had my heart racing.

As we reached the house, Ms. Parker, wearing a thin bathrobe, greeted us with a warm smile, her dark hair reflecting sunlight. “So glad you could come,” she said, hugging both Mom and me. The sensation of her breasts pressed against me felt unexpected, but her embrace had a slight intimacy to it.

Though the hug lingered longer than needed, I enjoyed it. Her eyes held a hint of something, but it vanished quickly. Perhaps I was mistaken.

Ms. Parker guided us inside, her bare feet leaving soft imprints on the ground. Entering, we smelled sunscreen and chlorine “I’ll show you where to change,” she said, her voice low and secretive. We followed her through the living room, sunlight dappled the wooden floor.

She led us to a bathroom near the back for us to change into swimwear. Uneasiness remained despite our focus on getting ready for the pool day.

I caught a glimpse of Hazel through the window, lounging by the water. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight. She looked incredible, her red hair contrasting with her pale skin, which was already starting to turn a delicate shade of pink in the sun.

I followed Ms. Parker’s instructions, my heart still hammering in my chest. As I changed into my trunks.

As I stepped out and made my way toward the pool, I couldn’t help but admire the sight before me. Hazel, Mom, and Ms. Parker were all lounging by the water, their skimpy bikinis leaving little to the imagination.

Hazel’s red hair shimmered in the sunlight, her pale skin glistening with a delicate sheen of sweat. Her bikini top barely contained her small but perky breasts, and her bottoms hugged her curves in all the right places. Mom was lying on a chaise lounge, her long blonde hair splayed out behind her. Her bikini top struggled to contain her ample chest, and her bottoms showcased her toned legs. Ms. Parker sat on the edge of the pool, her dark hair pulled back, showcasing her graceful neck. Her bikini was simple but effective—a sleek black number that hugged her curves and emphasized her slender frame. Her chest, a perfect handful, drew my gaze, but it was the cheeky thong bottom that really grabbed my attention. Leave it to Ms. Parker to pull off a look that screamed “sultry sophistication.” I couldn’t help but appreciate the view.

“Hey, Andy!” Hazel called out, a playful grin spreading across her face. “Come on in, the water’s perfect!”

I made my way over to the pool. As I approached, Hazel reached out and pulled me into the water with a splash.

“Hey!” I protested, laughing as I surfaced.

“You’re too easy,” Hazel teased.

“Alright, you asked for it,” I said, a grin spreading across my face. “Marco Polo!”

I closed my eyes and called out, “Marco!”

“Polo!” Hazel called back, her voice echoing in the water.

I swam toward the sound, my heart racing with excitement. As I got closer, I felt Hazel’s hand brush against my leg, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I reached out and grabbed her, pulling her close.

“Gotcha!” I said, my voice husky with desire.

Hazel laughed and splashed water in my face. “You’re getting good at this,” she said, her voice low and seductive.

Mom and Ms. Parker joined in the game. I couldn’t resist to take secret feels with my hands over the smooth, sleek skin of all three gorgeous women. The game was the perfect excuse to get touchy-feely, and I took full advantage, exploring every curve and dip I could reach. But it wasn’t just me—the ladies seemed to be getting a kick out of it too, including Ms. Parker and even Mom. The way they looked at each other and shared those secret smiles—it sent a thrill through me, and my imagination ran wild.

I couldn’t help but notice Mom’s bikini top slipping loose during our playful splashing. Without missing a beat, she lost it completely, and her breasts bounced free in the water. We all burst out laughing and cheered her on, impressed by her impressive rack. Ms. Parker swam over with the lost top, taking her sweet time to help Mom back into it. She fumbled with the strings, her fingers brushing against Mom’s skin as she adjusted the fit.

As the game unfolded, Hazel’s hand brushed against my cock under the water, and I gasped. My body betrayed my desire as she gave me a sly grin, her green eyes sparkling with challenge. She went for it, her hand sliding over my length with deliberate intent. I couldn’t help but thrust my hips slightly, urging her to continue her exploration.

I couldn’t believe what was happening, but I didn’t want it to stop. The feeling of Hazel’s hand on my cock, the sight of Mom and Ms. Parker touching each other, it was all too much. I felt like I was on the verge of losing control, and I loved every second of it.

I snuck glances at Hazel, Mom, and Ms. Parker as we emerged from the pool, our skin glistening in the sunlight. My pulse raced as I took in the sight of their sexy, wet bodies. The way they touched each other sent a spark of excitement through me, and I felt my body respond. I stood there, a little flushed and more than a little turned on, as Mom and Ms. Parker shared a look that said they knew exactly what they were doing to me. I held their gaze, a mix of embarrassment and anticipation washing over me. The tension was electric, and I knew this was just the beginning.

Mom suggested it was time to apply sun cream. Hazel eagerly volunteered to help me. She took the sun cream and approached me.

Hazel started applying the cream on my back, her touch gentle yet firm. As she spread the lotion, she managed to arouse me, her touches lingering on my skin longer than necessary. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement as I watched her, her lovely breasts swaying slightly with each movement.

As Hazel smeared sun cream on me, our attention kept flicking towards Mom and Ms. Parker. Mom was applying lotion to Ms. Parker, but with a touch that seemed more like sexual caressing than sun protection. Ms. Parker’s body reacted to Mom’s fingers, her breathing growing heavier and her skin flushing.

I couldn’t peel my eyes off Mom’s breasts, swaying entrancingly over Ms. Parker’s back. Her movements as she worked the lotion into Ms. Parker’s skin, creating dark patches on her bikini top ... it was undeniably erotic. A jolt of desire shot through me, and I found myself captivated by the sensual scene, my body reacting with a mix of excitement and longing.

Hazel caught me staring and flashed a mischievous grin. “Like what you see?” she teased, rolling onto her stomach. “My turn for some TLC!”

I grabbed the bottle, my heart racing. “Well, well. Eager, aren’t we?” I quipped. “Should I, uh, untie this pesky top first? Wouldn’t want to ruin such a lovely piece of fabric.”

Her eyes sparkled with amusement. “Oh Andy, always so considerate. By all means, work your magic.”

My fingers trembled slightly as I tugged at the strings, deliberately letting them graze her soft skin. The top fell away, and I couldn’t help but gulp.

“Alright, prepare for the pampering of your life,” I announced, squirting a generous dollop onto my palms.

I started at her shoulders, kneading gently. “How’s that feel?”

“Mmm, heavenly,” Hazel purred. “You’ve got talented hands.”

Emboldened, I worked my way down, fingers dancing along the sides of her breasts. I may have lingered there a bit, relishing the soft curves.

“Thorough, aren’t you?” Hazel mumbled, a hint of breathiness in her voice.

“Just being ... diligent,” I replied, moving lower.

I massaged the lotion into her thighs and calves, inching tantalizingly close to more intimate areas. With each stroke, I felt Hazel’s body respond, her skin flushing and warming beneath my touch. The air around us seemed to crackle with electricity, and I caught a whiff of something intoxicating - was that Hazel’s arousal?

“Andy,” she whispered, her voice husky, “you’re driving me wild here.”

I grinned, giving her bottom a playful pat. “Just doing my duty, ma’am. Can’t have you burning, now can we?”

My fingers danced along the edges of Hazel’s bikini bottoms, flirting dangerously close to her most sensitive areas. I let them glide over the fabric with feather-light touches, teasing and tantalizing.

Hazel’s breath caught, her chest heaving. “A-Andy,” she gasped, her voice dripping with anticipation and a hint of desperation.

I couldn’t help but grin, my fingers continuing their playful exploration. “Something wrong, Hazel? Should I stop my ... thorough application?”

“God, no,” she whimpered, her hips squirming ever so slightly. “Don’t you dare stop now.”

Emboldened by her response, I let my fingers dance over her more deliberately, feeling the heat radiating from her core. The fabric was already damp with her arousal, and I traced intricate patterns, keeping my touch light and maddening.

Her breath came in short gasps, her fingers clutching at the towel beneath her. “Andy,” she moaned, need evident in every syllable.

I leaned in close, my lips brushing her ear as I whispered, “Let it all go, Hazel. I’ve got you.” With those words, I pressed my finger firmly against her bikini bottoms, right where I knew her most sensitive spot would be.

As if I’d flipped a switch, Hazel’s body arched off the towel, a silent scream caught in her throat. She trembled beneath my touch, waves of pleasure visibly coursing through her as she climaxed. Her juices soaked through the thin fabric, and I felt a rush of pride and arousal knowing I’d brought her to such heights.

“Well,” I murmured, my voice husky, “I’d say that was quite the ... sun protection application, wouldn’t you?”

After a few moments, Hazel’s body relaxed, and she opened her eyes, a mix of emotions flashing across her face. “Wow,” she whispered, a smile spreading on her lips. “That was...”

I grinned, feeling a surge of desire as I took in the sight of her post-orgasmic bliss. “Incredible?” I suggested, my voice low and playful.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed. “Yeah,” she breathed, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of desire and amusement. “Definitely incredible.”

I kept teasing, my fingers gently massaging her through the fabric of her bikini bottoms. The feel of her sensitivity there, the heat, and her dampness—it all went straight to my head. “I aim to please,” I murmured, and leaned down to kiss her. She shifted to meet me, and I felt her breast brush against my arm as her top lay forgotten.

Our tongues tangled, and I tasted the sweetness of her mouth. Her hands wandered over my body, a silent invitation that matched my own need and desire. I wanted to devour her, right there at the pool side.

Just as our kisses were about to cross the line into something even more intense, a noise startled us apart. We turned to see Ms. Parker and my mom standing there, their eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and ... wait, was that arousal? I felt my face flush at the thought, but I couldn’t deny the hint of satisfaction in their expressions.

Well, well, magic fingers,” Ms. Parker purred, and I felt my cheeks burn. I knew we’d been caught, but Hazel just egged them on, her eyes daring me to play along.

“You could say that,” she teased, and I loved how playful and confident she sounded.

Then my mom joined in. “Looks like we’ll have to step up our game to keep up with you two.”

After the intense session with Hazel, we all calmed down for a while. We spent the afternoon relaxing in the sun, swimming, and just enjoying each other’s company at the pool. But a bit of tension still lingered in the air. I couldn’t help but steal glances at Ms. Parker’s bum in that thong bikini - she caught me and let her cheeks dance a bit, making me blush.

As I tried to focus on my gaming magazine, I found it difficult to concentrate with all these distractions around me. Mom was reading some light romance novel, while Hazel was dozing off next to me. Occasionally, I would catch Ms. Parker watching us from behind her sunglasses, and our eyes would meet for a brief moment before she went back to her book or whatever she was doing on her tablet.

I felt like I needed a break from the sun, so I decided to take a swim and cool off for a while. Diving under the water, I tried to clear my mind of all the thoughts that were swirling around in it. I swam a few laps up and down the pool, focusing on the feel of the water against my skin, the rhythm of my breath, and the power of my strokes. It was a good distraction.

I finally got out of the pool, grabbing a towel as I walked back over to where Mom, Hazel, and Ms. Parker were lounging on deck chairs.

As I approached, I noticed that their conversation seemed to have taken a more serious turn. They were talking about teaching at school and some sort of project that involved gardening - probably related to what we had been doing at Ms. Parker’s house lately. It made sense; after all, this wasn’t just a fun day at the pool for them either. This was also an opportunity for them to relax and catch up on things outside of their usual routine.

I took a seat next to Mom, who gave me a playful nudge with her elbow as she handed me a cold drink from the cooler beside her chair. “You look like you needed that,” she teased with a knowing smile on her face as she looked between me and Hazel with mischief in her eyes.

“Thanks,” I replied sheepishly as I took the drink from her hand and glanced down at Hazel, who just grinned back at me before going back to her conversation with Mom and Ms. Parker about whatever project they were discussing for school or something like that.

I leaned back in my chair, taking deep breaths as I tried to calm myself down while listening in on their conversation vaguely without really contributing much myself yet since it seemed like they were still very much into talking about themselves mostly anyway without really paying attention to anything else around them or involving me too much either even though they did include me sometimes by asking if I wanted another drink or if there was anything else they could get for me which was nice of them.

Expanded text:

When the sun started to set, Ms. Parker suggested, “Why don’t we turn up the heat again a little? How about a game of Truth or Dare?”

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I heard her words. Truth or Dare? With this group? Oh, the possibilities were endless and absolutely thrilling. My mind immediately went back to my last game of Truth or Dare, and I was sure Mom must have remembered it too. I didn’t think twice before responding, “I’m in,” my voice steady, even though my pulse was racing.

Mom and Hazel both agreed to join in on the game. We all sat in a circle around the pool, the sun casting a warm glow on our skin. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation.