Chapter 4

By the time the two women arrived at the pool the next morning, Kenny was already hard at work. The two women were clearly in competition with each other. Peggy had on a white bikini that showed most of her tits, while Donna wore a black bikini which easily got lost in the crack of her ass.

Kenny smiled as he walked over at lunch time.

"I have to help with the swim club fund-raiser this afternoon and tomorrow," he said, "so I'm going to call it a day."

"Oh," both women said simultaneously, unable to keep the disappointment out of their voices.

"But my parents are out of town this weekend," he smirked, "and I'm having a party tonight. I assume you'll both be there?"

Kenny's tone left no doubt that he was calling in his markers.

"You bet," Donna purred.

"What should I wear?" Peggy asked nervously, not wanting Donna to gain an advantage.

"Something nice, casual, you know," Kenny said. "So I'll see you guys tomorrow night, huh? Seven o'clock."

Peggy selected her outfit with care on Friday evening. She slipped a dark blue half-bra over her powdered breasts to complement a matching pair of bikini panties. A blue garter belt, purchased that morning, held up her stockings. A grey pleated skirt and a V-neck ribbed shirt topped the outfit off.

Donna spent just as much time primping for the party as her neighbor. She was tempted to wear a slinky red dress she'd recently purchased, but was afraid of looking out of place. In the end, she settled for a kicky black wrap on top of a sexy black bra and panties.

The two women met in Donna's driveway. The blonde had agreed to drive her friend to the party, but wasn't sure now if that was such a good idea. Peggy looked super.

"Nice look," she said frankly.

"Thanks," Peggy said, "you look pretty hot yourself."

Laughing, the two women climbed into the car, timing their trip to arrive shortly before 7:30. To their surprise, though, there were no other cars around. Donna parked on the street, and Peggy tentatively knocked on the door. Just as Donna joined her, Kenny opened the door, dressed in khaki slacks and a button-down short-sleeve shirt. He closed the door as the two women stepped inside.

"Boy, your crowd takes 'fashionably late' to new extremes," Peggy joked.

"Oh, the party doesn't start until eight," Kenny said.

"But you told us seven," said a puzzled Donna.

"That's true," Kenny laughed as he ushered them into the living room. "I wanted both of you here a little early to go over your duties."

"What are you talking about?" Peggy asked, feeling a chill up her spine.

"Well, for now," Kenny began, "you're both a little overdressed."

Spinning the women around, he reached for their zippers.

"Kenny," complained his obviously uncomfortable aunt as Kenny undid her wrap, "somebody will see us."

"Please, Kenny," echoed her neighbor as her pleated skirt fell around her ankles, "your guests will be here soon."

"Suit yourselves," Kenny said nonchalantly. "My guests'll get an eyeful of you anyway."

He reached for the remote control and pointed it at the TV/VCR as Donna's eyes widened.

"You wouldn't dare," she said nervously.

"Dare what?" Peggy asked.

"Aunt Donna taped our little poolside adventure the other day," Kenny said.

"Donna!" Peggy whispered, her eyes glued to the TV. Her face and torso filled the small screen, showing her deep concentration as she fellated her young lover.

"Aunt Donna even narrated it for us," Kenny said, pushing the volume control.

The three watched and listened as Peggy gulped Kenny's seed and then flopped into a lawn chair.

"And now its Aunt Donna's turn," Kenny said, replaying his aunt's visit to the pool.

"What do you want, Kenny?" said a defeated Donna after the tape ran out.

"First of all, let me take this tape out and stick it up in the bookshelf," Kenny said, "provided that both of you agree to co-host my party tonight... "

"We agree," Peggy said, speaking for both women but looking daggers at the blonde.

Kenny slipped the tape in back of some books on the top shelf, and once again moved behind the women.

"We still have twenty minutes before the first guests arrive," he said, pulling Peggy's top over her head and pushing Donna's dress off. He slowly pushed the girls forward until both were bent at the waist, their forearms resting on the couch in front of them.

"Kenny," Peggy whispered as she felt one of his hands slip under her panties and begin caressing her ass. The other hand, she was fairly sure, was doing the same thing to Donna, and the blonde's soft moan soon provided confirmation.

Peggy dug her nails into the edges of the leather sofa cushions as Kenny's hand slipped down the crack of her ass, passed over her asshole and stopped just at the rear entrance to her cunt.

"Please," Peggy cried softly, pushing her ass back against Kenny's hand, "do me."

"Kenny," Donna begged beside me, "stick it in me."

Chuckling, Kenny began to finger both women's pussies. Two panty-clad asses churned at his hands as the women tried to bring themselves off. But Kenny stopped just short.

"The guests'll be here soon," he said, yanking his hands free. "You both will be serving hors d'oeuvres, making sure we have enough drinks, you know, hostess stuff. Better get back into your clothes."

The front doorbell was ringing as the two women picked up their clothing and hurried into the kitchen.

"How could you!" hissed Peggy as she slipped her top over her head. "When we get home I'm gonna kick your ass!"

Donna was shocked to hear Peggy talked like this, but she was willing to give as good as she got.

"Look, honey," she said, busily retieing her dress, "you were giving my nephew a blow job in my pool. If you'd wanted privacy, you had a whole fucking house."

"That doesn't excuse your taping," Peggy fumed, her face only inches from Donna's as she finished pulling on her skirt. "Thanks to you, we get to play waitress tonight."

The two women had nearly come to blows when Kenny walked through the swinging door.

"Ladies," he said, smiling, "please, you'll disturb my guests. There are some trays in the refrigerator. Let's go, girls."

Peggy spent the next three hours playing the perfect hostess. The party guests were mostly Kenny's age, with a few older boys that Kenny had swum with and a smattering of girlfriends. Peggy explained that she was a friend of Kenny's Aunt Donna, and hinted that the two women were chaperoning the party. And she was pleased that there wasn't any trouble. A little underage drinking, perhaps, and a few couples making out in the basement, but nothing out of control. Peggy continued to make sure the chip tray was filled, and that everyone had a drink.

She made another trip into the kitchen about 11, and found it deserted. She took a quick look inside the refrigerator for a soft drink as Kenny snuck up on her from behind.

"Hey beautiful," he said quietly, "how about some champagne?"

"Oh, you scared me!" Peggy shrieked. "That does look good. Where were you hiding that?"

"We have another fridge in the basement," Kenny said, offering a glass as he popped the cork. "Cheers."

"Cheers," Peggy toasted. "Mmmmm, this is good."

"Shall we join the other guests?" Kenny asked, after he'd poured them each a second glass. He kissed Peggy lightly on the lips. "Or stay here and party by ourselves."

"I think we should join the others," Peggy said. The alcohol was already starting to affect her, and she teasingly traced her hand along the front of Kenny's pants. "I'd hate to have your young friends walk in on us."

Peggy let Kenny refill her glass again and the two walked to the living room. Even before they got there, Peggy could tell there was trouble. Two loud women's voices, one of them clearly Donna's, dominated the room.

There were about twelve guests remaining at the party, ten of Kenny's fellow swimmers and two other women. One of the women was standing with her back to Peggy, her hands on her hips. Donna was standing three feet away, and she'd clearly started drinking already.

"Breasts?" Donna was laughing, "I don't see any breasts. All I see is some itty-bitty titties."

The woman's eyes flashed as the boys chuckled.

"At least they're real, bitch," she snarled. "How many implants are in those balloons anyway?"

The boys laughed again and now it was Donna's turn to anger.

"Not a one, honey," she said, thrusting out her chest.

"Prove it," the brunette said.

It didn't take much to goad the blonde into action. Reaching down, she triumphantly undid her dress and once again thrust out her boobs, now covered by only a black half-bra.

Her smile quickly faded though, as the brunette's hand shot out and grabbed Donna's right nipple through the bra.

"OH!" Donna screamed and sank to her knees.

"You're right," the brunette snickered, "just fat."

Donna appeared helpless to free herself, so Peggy took decisive action. Striding over to the women, Peggy grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her backward. The woman lost her balance, crashing into the coffee table right on top of a bowl of dip. Peggy circled around as the woman angrily climbed to her feet. She was in her early twenties, with long black hair and a dark, Arab complexion. As Donna had noted, she wasn't overly well-endowed, but she had an extremely pretty face, and her slim waist enhanced the tits she did have. She was wearing a tan dress that must have been attractive before the girl's rear had landed in the dip.

"You bitch," she sputtered.

"Cool off, honey," Peggy said, throwing her drink into the girl's face.

"Whoa, easy there," Kenny said, getting between the two women just before the girl lunged at Peggy.

"Aw, c'mon," laughed one of the boys, "let 'em fight."

"Well, I don't know..." Kenny began, clearly intrigued.

"You and me, old lady," seethed the girl.

Peggy laughed off the insult.

"I don't fight children," she taunted. "Although I am tempted to spank you, little girl."

"Try it, bitch," the girl screamed.

"No fighting," Kenny said firmly.

"Awww," the girl's blonde friend interrupted, coming up to stand beside Kenny and hanging on his shoulder, "Well, how about a contest? Sexiest girl gets to spank the loser."

Peggy tried not to let her alarm show as all the boys turned to the two women eagerly.

"Suits me," the girl spat, "let's see what you've got under those clothes, bitch."

The girl unzipped her tan dress and stepped out of it. She was breathtakingly beautiful in a mesh white half-bra and white French-cunt panties. Like Peggy she had a matching garter belt holding up her stockings.

Peggy paused as everyone in the room turned to her, waiting for her to accept or reject the challenge. But then she confidently pulled off her top and slipped off her skirt.

"Either one can suck my cock any day," one of the boys said.

"Me, too," echoed another, and soon all ten were nodding in agreement.

Peggy knew she wouldn't win a "Sexiest Woman" contest against a girl half her age, but she also knew a good idea when she heard one. She stepped forward, boldly pushing her chest into the other girl's.

"What do you say, honey?" she teased, enjoying the way the younger girl squirmed as her smaller tits were engulfed by Peggy's larger set. "Cocks at twenty paces?"

"You're on, old lady," growled the girl.

"All right," said the boys simultaneously. They stood and reached for their zippers.

"Wait a minute, boys," Donna interrupted, suddenly springing from the floor. "Before we see the weapons, let's choose sides. I'm writing the numbers one through ten on this paper. I'm going to pass it around and you put your name next to any number you like. Very good. Peggy, why don't you pick a number first."

"Number one," Peggy smiled.

A tall strapping blonde stepped out of the group and let his shorts fall to the floor. Peggy's smile broadened as she eyed the bulge in his underwear, and he didn't disappoint her. As he pushed his jockey shorts to his ankles, a nice seven-inch cock sprang to attention.

"Kenny, I didn't catch your foul-mouthed friend's name," Donna said.

"Gail," Kenny answered.

"Gail?" Donna said.

"Five," she spat.

Another boy stepped forward, his cock smaller than that of Peggy's first customer. Gail flashed a smile at the brunette.

In a matter of minutes, the sides were finalized and it was Peggy's turn to repress a smile. Kenny's friends were certainly well hung; Peggy's "team" began with Jeff's seven-incher, Bob's seven-incher, Mark's nine-incher, and finally two eight inch beauties belonging to twins Jack and Jake. Gail's job looked considerably more difficult. After her first six-inch cock, she had to suck a ten-inch monster, then two seven-inchers and a nine-incher.

Two rows of five boys lined up facing each other about five feet apart. Between them knelt two extremely attractive women, each staring at the first cock in front of her.

"Both ready?" Kenny said as the women nodded. "First girl to get all five guys to come wins. And no hands. Get set... go!"

Peggy leaned forward and opened her mouth. Pausing just an instant, she extended her tongue and licked Jeff's prick. Peggy felt a shiver go through his body. But she knew she didn't have much time to revel in her power, nor to enjoy Jeff's young organ. What counted was speed, and Peggy was soon bobbing her head up and down the youngster's pole as fast as she could.

It didn't take long.

Kids, Peggy giggled as she felt the first shot of Jeff's cum hit the back of her throat. Behind her, she could hear the sound of Gail popping her charge's prick out of her mouth (Peggy had heard the boy moaning a few seconds before Jeff blew his load) and move down the line.

"Christ," Gail whispered softly as she knelt in front of the monster prick for the first time.

Peggy smiled again as she finished off Jeff's jism and moved down to Bob's cock. Bob's cock was slightly thinner than Jeff's, and Peggy made sure that Bob's "sloppy seconds" were just as enjoyable as Jeff's first crack at her mouth by flicking her tongue back and forth across the tip before she dove down to the base. In a few minutes, she was once again rewarded with a mouth full of creamy spunk.

As she moved on, she heard Gail coughing behind her. Evidently, the monster cock had triggered her gag reflex. Facing Mark's nine-inch organ, Peggy knew she wouldn't have the same problem. Kenny's own cock was just a little smaller than Mark's, and Peggy had been practicing that instrument for the better part of a week now. She greedily gobbled Mark's dick.

Mark exploded inside her mouth just as Gail finally got her big boy to cum. But now Peggy was ahead, three cocks to two. As Gail frantically tried to play catch-up, Peggy lavished loving attention on the first of the twin pair in front of her. And when Jake came, only seconds behind Gail's third teammate, Peggy knew she'd won. Although she carefully gave Jack the identical treatment, Gail barely had time to get the fifth boy in her mouth when Jack cried, "Here's your winner."

Peggy slowly drained Jack's dick before climbing to her feet. Gail was still kneeling on the ground, looking up at the victorious brunette with a frightened expression on her face.

"That's right, hon," Peggy smiled down, "little Gail's gonna get her ass whipped."

"You wouldn't dare!" Gail bluffed.

Peggy walked over to the couch and demurely sat down.

"Come on, boys, bring the bitch over here," she said, patting her knees.

Four of the boys on Peggy's team eagerly picked up Gail by her arms and legs and carried her over to the couch. The kicking and screaming girl had no chance of breaking free of the strong swimmers, who carefully held her in place as they lowered her onto Peggy's lap.

"Nooooo!" Gail squealed. "OW!"

Peggy put a quick end to Gail's squirming with a hard swat across the younger girl's left ass cheek.

"You bitch!" Gail screamed. She suddenly yanked her right arm free and swung wildly, driving an elbow into Peggy's right breast.

"Sorry," Jake said meekly as he recaught Gail's arm.

"You'll pay for that," Peggy told the brunette on her lap. Reaching forward, she hooked her fingers in the waistband of Gail's panties.

"NO!" Gail screamed.

"No!" added Gail's friend as she attempted to push her way past Donna.

"Shut up, honey," Donna said, slamming a fist into the blonde's stomach. The younger girl sank to her knees.