Chapter 2: Laurie's Best Friend, Janie

Laurie sat on the fence for the next few months, unable to get past the guilt of hurting her mother. Nevertheless, we went out almost weekly on our clandestine dates, and I either got into her panties or blew my load down her throat.

As fall approached and Laurie's thoughts turned to school, she finally agreed to move in with me. My home was close to the college she planned to attend, and boasted a 20-by-40 inground pool in the backyard and community tennis courts behind. I didn't know if her decision was based on my proximity to the school or if she was as much in love with me as I was with her, and to be honest I didn't care. All I knew was that the kid was a sexual dynamo, and I'd be boffing her cute little butt continuously. All right, yes, I am a dirty old man.

Laurie moved in the middle of August with school just a few weeks away. The Saturday after, I was lounging by the pool, killing a pitcher of Margaritas, when Laurie told me she was meeting a friend at the tennis courts to play a few sets, and that later they would come back to the house. She asked if her friend could stay with us a couple of days, and I said sure.

I didn't think any more about it until four that afternoon when I heard the latch on the side gate open. Laurie said, "Hi, Sam, this is Janie." I twisted around in my lounger and locked eyes on the most voluptuous creature I had ever seen. Janie was dressed in a white short-sleeved jersey and matching tennis skirt. Her blonde hair was coiled in long cornbraids, and her face was like a model's, with high cheekbones and full pouty lips. Her long tanned legs seem to climb forever before disappearing up under her little skirt, which was so short it barely concealed her round ass. But her most captivating feature was her giant bosom, which stretched the thin fabric of her jersey to its limits.

She gave me a big toothy smile and said, "Pleased to meet you, Sam. Laurie's told me a lot about you."

A nervous laugh twittered off my lips. "All good things, I hope."

Laurie wiped her hand over her sweaty brow. "It's so hot out. We're going for a swim, Sam. Be right back."

The girls disappeared into the house, and I reclined on my lounger and closed my eyes, picturing Janie in all her teen glory. I was nodding off, with visions of sugar pussies dancing in my head, when Laurie's voice burst my bubble.

"We're back," she said. She walked around in front of my chair wearing her pink micro thong-bikini. As I inspected her hot young body, I thought about how lucky I was to have this cute eighteen-year-old rather than some old fortyish hag with wrinkles and stretch marks.

Trailing a few steps behind Laurie was Janie. When I saw her swimsuit my eyes nearly blew out of my skull. She was wearing the teeniest white bikini, obviously several sizes too small. Her massive tits were scrunched inside the bra and spilling over the top, displaying a deep valley of cleavage. The material was so flimsy that I could see her nipples jutting through it. As she walked by me, I saw that the back of her thong was pulled up so tight it had almost disappeared between the cheeks of her butt. She had the most beautiful full ass and the sexiest walk to show it off with.

She turned to face me, and I noticed several fine blonde hairs peeking out of her bikini bottom, which itself was so small that it barely covered her plump mound. My cock lurched at the sight of this teenage wet dream. Luckily, with my boxer trunks on, neither girl seemed to notice.

"We're going in, Sam," Laurie said, gesturing towards the water. "Want to join us?"

"Not right now," I said. "Maybe later."

While the two teenagers frolicked in the pool, I ogled them and sipped my Margarita. I was building a pretty good buzz, my cock in a constant state of agitation as I studied Janie to see what effect the water would have her bikini. Sure enough, when it got wet, her large pink areolas peeked through the near-transparent fabric.

"Come on in, Sam!" Laurie yelled, splashing me.

"Yeah, Sam," Janie said. "The water's great."

I stood up and dragged my tee-shirt off over my head. At forty I tried to stay in shape, working out a few times a week to maintain my six-foot frame at 185 pounds. I thought I looked pretty damned good for an old man.

I dove into the deep end, trying to make the biggest splash possible. I swam over to the girls, and Laurie wrapped her legs around my waist and played with my chest hair. "Let's have a race," she said, twirling her finger in my dark mat. "Loser has to barbecue the steaks."

"Okay," I said, "but no cheating." I was on to her little games.

She crossed her finger over her pretty cleavage. "Girl Guide's honor."

She unclamped her legs from around me, and we lined up, holding onto the ledge in the deep end.

"On the count of three," Laurie said. "One ... two... three!"

We hit the water stroking. Halfway down the pool I began to pull ahead. Even at my advanced age I was more than a match for these two little teen queens. Suddenly I felt Laurie's hand on my ankle, pulling it. Both girls jumped on my back, swamping me and sending me to the bottom. I resurfaced and saw them holding onto the ledge in the shallow end, laughing their heads off.

"Looks like you're cooking, Sam," Janie said.

"Good clean race, girls," I said.

They broke into renewed laughter.

I swam over to them, and Laurie wrapped her arms around my neck. "How about a victory kiss?" she said. Her tongue parted my lips and swirled inside my mouth. I felt a bit uncomfortable frenching Laurie with Janie standing just feet away.

Laurie broke off the kiss and jumped out of the pool. "I'm going to get some Margaritas," she said, toweling herself off.

I was about to climb out to help her when Janie said with a mock pout, "What about my victory kiss?"

I looked up at Laurie, who was already heading toward the patio door. She shrugged. "Go ahead, Sam ... if you want to." Nebulous words.

As Laurie went into the house, I leaned in to give Janie a peck on the cheek. At the last second she turned her head and I caught her full on the mouth. Her arms seized my neck, and her tongue pried my lips apart.

I resisted for a second, then thought, What the hell. It was Laurie's fault for telling me to kiss her in the first place.

I opened my mouth, and it was immediately invaded by Janie's long, eager tongue. As we traded spit I pulled her close, mashing her big tits against my chest. My hands circled her waist and slid down to her wonderful ass. As I snaked my tongue down her throat, I kneaded those soft butt-cheeks, my cock at full mast and pressing hard into her belly. She wriggled against it as I heard a loud "Ahem!" from behind me.

"I think that's enough victory kissing for one day," Laurie said.

A surge of heat burned my cheeks.

I waited for my hard-on to wilt, then climbed out of the pool and sat in the lounger again. The girls pulled up patio chairs, and we chatted for a half-hour as we sipped our drinks. Both girls seemed very excited about starting college.

I drained my Margarita and got up for a refill. Laurie said, "The pitcher's empty, Sam. I was going to make some more but I couldn't find any lime juice.

Shit! I hoped I hadn't forgotten to replenish my stock. "I think there's a bottle in the cold cellar," I said. "I'll check."

Janie swished the remnants of ice around in the bottom of her glass. "I'll help you, Sam."

We walked through the patio door and into the basement. I opened the door to the cold cellar and flipped on the light. I didn't see any lime juice.

"I was sure I had a bottle," I said. "Maybe it's up there, behind those cans."

"I'll see," Janie said. She stepped onto the bottom of the three shelves.

"Careful," I said, but not soon enough. Her foot slipped and she fell backward. I tried to catch her, but ended up clutching her massive hooters. She groaned and laid her head back on my shoulder, eyes closed, tongue extended. I sucked it into my mouth, sliding the flimsy material of her bikini top to the sides with both hands. As I squeezed her naked tit-flesh, she ground her ass back against my expanding cock. She pulled her tongue from my mouth and said in a breathless voice, "Fuck me, Sam!"

I didn't need a second invitation. I pushed on her shoulders, and she bent over and grabbed the middle shelf in front of her. I kneeled behind her, dragged her thong to the side, and gave her cunt a long lick from bottom to top. Just a few fine blonde hairs covered her plump mound. I stood up, dropped my swim trunks, wiped my cock up and down her slit, and began feeding it into her tight teen hole. She pushed her ass back, trying to impale herself.

"Fuck me hard, Sam," she said, leering at me over her shoulder. "That's the way I like it." Her face was bright pink, contorted with lust.

I gripped her shoulders, jammed my prick into her ball's deep, and started pounding her pretty pussy for all I was worth. It was so damned wet that in seconds my pole was slick with her hot teen juices. As I pummeled her gash, I reached around with both hands and mauled her giant tits. She slammed her ass back at me as hard as I was fucking her, her head lolling from side to side as if the muscles had been stripped from her neck. I knew I wouldn't last long between this little sperm queen's legs.

Within minutes her body began to tremble, her ass sawing back and forth on my cock so fast I no longer had to make any fucking motions of my own.

"Oh Sam!" she cried. "I'm cumming!"

An avalanche of tremors crashed through her young body. Her big tits bounced like beach balls in my hands. I grabbed her hips and punched my cock up her pussy with deep, sharp strokes. In seconds her hot little hole had my balls boiling. I was tempted to send a massive load of sperm deep up her virginal twat, but at the last second reason prevailed. I yanked my prick from her cunt and blasted a salvo of cream up onto her back. Several more strong bursts followed, completely coating her ass.

Janie turned her head to inspect the mess. "Wow! Do you always cum like that?"

"Usually," I said, a bit embarrassed.

I grabbed a rag and wiped her off. She turned around and dropped to her knees in front of me. She slurped our juices from my shaft, then took my cockhead between her lips and coaxed out the last few drops of sperm. Smiling up at me with lustful eyes, she licked the cum off her lips. "I'd sure like to try that load in my mouth sometime."