Chapter 3: Janie, The Surfer Dude, and Me

Ah ... Sunday, glorious Sunday...

Shit! I suddenly remembered I had to go to the office to prepare for a meeting on Monday morning.

The two beautiful blonde nymphettes sleeping peacefully on either side of me looked almost angelic in their poses. I folded back the sheet and admired their tight young bodies and little bald cunts. I wanted to dip my tongue in those sweet honey pots, but I knew if I started I wouldn't be able to stop. And I had to get that job done today. The sooner I finished it, the sooner I would be able to return to this veritable Garden of Eden. Begrudgingly, I crept out of bed and got ready.

At the office I raced like The Flash on amphetamines to prepare what I needed. At some point I remembered Laurie had told me she was visiting her mother today, and that she wouldn't be home until after supper. But that didn't slow me down. I fantasized about spending some quality time with Janie ... sticking my dick between those two magnificent hooters ... yeah, a little tit-fucking, and then maybe I'd blow my load down her throat.

Around two o'clock I finished up and started the half-hour drive home. The trip flew by as I daydreamed about the activities of the previous night: fucking Janie's chubby twat, licking her sweet teenage slit, pounding my bone eight inches up her ass while Laurie slurped the juices from the girl's frothy cunt. All in all, not a bad performance for an old man, I thought.

When I stepped from my car onto the driveway, my erection tented out my pants. With a guest present I normally would have waited for it to subside before going in the house, but I wanted Janie to see what I had to offer.

I walked in the front door and yelled, "Hey, Janie, I'm home!" Receiving no answer, I headed toward the living room. My living room and kitchen occupy one big area and are separated by a long island with a bank of cupboards overhead and another below. The cupboards are high enough that they don't block the view between the two rooms.

I entered the living room and saw Janie in her tennis togs leaning on the kitchen side of the island. A glass of iced tea was sweating in front of her, and her face was flushed. I took another step and saw a boy standing behind her—not a boy, really, but a sandy-haired, surfer-looking dude who appeared to be in his late teens or early twenties.

"Hi, Sam," Janie said, smiling. "This is my friend Ted. Ted, say hello to Sam."

The sandy-haired kid muttered something that sounded vaguely like "Hi."

"Pleased to meet you," I said. I flopped in one of the big easy chairs in the living room. "You kids weren't playing tennis in this scorcher, were you?" It was an exceptionally hot day for late August—up in the nineties.

"Yep," Janie replied.

"Hey," I said, "I've got an idea. Why don't you guys put on your swimsuits and we'll christen the pool." I didn't care whether Surfer Dude agreed or not, but I needed to see Janie in her super-skimpy white nothing of a bikini again.

"Um..." Janie said, as if trying to find the right words. "I'd really like to, Sam, but right now I've got a nice big cock stretching my pussy."

To say I was a little shocked would be like saying Bill Clinton is a little horny. I stared at the two of them, and on closer inspection saw that the boy's hands were on Janie's hips, and her short tennis skirt was flipped up onto her back.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't ... uh ... I wasn't..." A blister of heat scalded my face. "I didn't know. I'll just go outside and vacuum the pool—"

"No, Sam," Janie said. "Please stay. I want you to kiss me while I cum."

I gulped. How could I refuse?

I got up and walked over to the island, and saw that Ted's cock was indeed parked up Janie's cooze. The panties of her tennis skirt were pulled to one side, allowing him unfettered access to her sweet schoolgirl charms. As I leaned over to kiss her, Ted resumed his humping of her chubby twat, grasping her hips and pounding his big bone deep inside her. I traced my tongue around Janie's lips, and when her tongue peeked out of her mouth I sucked on it gently.

Ted picked up his momentum, Janie's ass cheeks rippling each time he drove his cock home. I buried my tongue in the warm cavern of her mouth, licking places I didn't think had ever been licked before.

"Fuck!" Ted said. "Your cunt's so hot and tight, it feels like my dick's on fire."

I knew whereof he spoke from our threesome the previous night. Janie's little fuckhole was indeed hot ... and tight.

She moaned around my tongue as Ted continued pummeling her pussy and twisting her ass-flesh in his hands. She slammed her butt back onto his cock in unison with his hard thrusts, and her body began to vibrate, her moans growing in intensity.

With my tongue lodged halfway down her throat, I could tell she was having difficulty breathing. She tried to pull away, but I cupped the back of her head and snaked my tongue in deeper.

Ted started going frantic "Unghhh! I'm cumming!" he yelled. "Take my load, bitch!" His back arched and his body froze as he buried his cock inside Janie and fired his seed into her womb. He grunted and gave short little chops into her chubby twat while she groaned into my mouth and shuddered as if she were freezing. Her body shook so much that I had trouble keeping my mouth attached to hers, so I tightened my hold on her head.

As her orgasm subsided, she went totally limp. If not for Ted's cock in her pussy and my hand behind her head she might have collapsed to the floor.

Ted removed his drooling prick with a plop, siphoning a huge glob of cream out onto her bald slit. It was a baby-making load if ever I saw one, and I hoped she was using birth control. This kid is some kind of a stud, I thought, a little intimidated.

Janie eyes flitted open and she sucked in a deep, dreamy breath. "Mmmm, that was intense. Ted, I felt your whole load explode in my pussy. And, Sam, that was the best kiss ever. I could have cum just from that." She sighed again, regarding me with half-closed slits. "My two studs..."

"Yeah," Ted said, replacing his wilted cock in his shorts. "Good fuck."

This kid was a real winner. I wondered where Janie had found him.

"Anyone for a beer?" I asked. There was a unanimous chorus of assents, so I went to the fridge, cracked three Coronas, and joined Janie and Ted, who were sprawled on the two easy chairs in the living room.

We worked our way through a couple of beers each while shooting the breeze. Ted's conversation wasn't overly stimulating. He was an impressive cocksman but not a mental giant. His only two areas of expertise seemed to be chicks and cars.

As Janie and I discussed her college course selections, recent movies we had seen, and world affairs in general, Ted's eyelids grew heavier and heavier until finally he was sound asleep. Janie didn't notice he had passed out until he gave a loud snort and rolled over in his chair. Then she glared at him with icicle eyes.

"How about a swim?" I whispered, hoping to take advantage of the situation.

"I'd love one," she said.

We changed into our swimsuits and headed out to the pool. Janie wore the same two-sizes-too-small white bikini from the previous day. Again the thong was pulled up the crack of her ass, revealing those two glorious globes I had caressed and fucked the night before. Her monstrous tits spilled out over her top, exposing two partial pink areolas.

We jumped into the pool and splashed and cavorted in the cool invigorating water. Janie's flimsy top turned almost transparent again, and her nipples and areolas became clearly visible.

We fooled around, playing little flirting games. I swam between Janie's legs and tickled her pussy, and she swam between mine and grabbed my dick. The last time she went under, she pulled my swim trunks down and gave my hardening prick a little suck. I returned the favor, peeling her thong down and treating her pussy to a quick lick.

I came up for air, and she backed her body against mine and said, "Oh, Sam, this feels great."

I wrapped my arms around her waist and uttered a lazy "Yeah." My cock was nudging her ass, seeking entrance to one of her tight holes. I slid my hands up to her boobs and played with her nipples through her top, tweaking them and rolling them with my thumbs.