Chapter 252: Sun and Fun With Girls

Who is pounding on the door?

I had the place in my head not see the door. I found that Shelly was there waiting outside the door. Jennifer told me that was probably her since Shelly had been following me around like a puppy. She didn’t mind the red-headed, freckled beauty coming in to watch Jennifer get her first dick.

Since I was naked, I got behind the door, unlocked it, and opened it enough for her to slip in. As I was locking the door, Jennifer stripped off her bikini bottoms and went to pee.

“Do you think it will fit inside Jennifer,” she asked me.

Shelly about fell off the toilet when Jennifer said, in her beautiful voice, “At least some will fit. We were about to find out when you banged on the door. I don’t mind you watching if he doesn’t.”

I said I didn’t mind, but Shelly had to get naked and get me hard again since I had lost the boner Jennifer had revived when Shelly banged on the door.

“Ok,” she said very happily has her bikini top landed on top of her bottoms. “I was trying to figure out how to ask you if you would allow me to explore it when it was fully erect. Do you have the problem the books said effect many males? You know. It won’t get hard again until you have a long break?”

Jennifer told her that she hadn’t seen that so far.

“Wait? I’ve heard you sort of talk before. You didn’t sound anything like that. How did it get fixed?” Shelly asked.

I saw Jennifer blush as she came over. Got me hard, turned me toward Shelly, and took my entire nine inches into her mouth so that she was kissing the base.

Well, Jennifer isn’t saying that it fixed it but is implying it.

Shelly wiped and got up to get a closer look. Slowly Jennifer let my dick slide out of her mouth until she was kissing the head. Shelly tried to suck me, but she gagged with only a bit in her mouth.

She would have kept trying if Jennifer didn’t pull me over to where she laid back on the bench, spread her legs, and pulled my dick into her pussy.

Before I could even say anything, Shelly jumped in to do the twenty questions.

“Don’t you want a condom to take care of the mess?”

Jennifer shook her head no.

“Aren’t you worried about what can happen when he shoots sperm into you?”

Jennifer shook her head no.

“Are you at a safe time of the month?”

Jennifer finally told her, “Can interrogate me afterward, Shelly? I don’t care if I get pregnant, ok? If you are going to keep killing the mood, I’m going to throw you out myself. You will be naked, and I won’t tell you where I hid your suit.”

“My hymen is still intact, so I can’t use tampons. I know there will be pain and blood. Please have sex with me until it happens for you. I can only hope that it is long enough so that I can have my pleasure as well. You are the only person I have ever wanted to feel touching my body everywhere. It may be the only time I will ever be able to do this,” Jennifer said.

I want this to be good for her, but she wants me to get down to business. She will have to compromise.

I moved away from her, got a pile of towels, pulled her over, laid down on my back, and had her get over me.

As she was testing to see how much it was going to hurt, I said, “You can only have one first time, Jennifer. The best way to be sure it is amazing is for you to work me inside you and let yourself get used to it. Move when you are ready to let you find where it feels good and where it isn’t doing anything for you. To keep me from trying to rush things along, I’m going to have Shelly sit on my face so I can eat her as I play with her tits unless you don’t want me to.”

She thought about it, as she was letting a bit of her weight push her cherry against my dick, before she said, “I think that is a wonderful idea.”

I found that Shelly loved having people touch her body, as long it as it wasn’t on her tits, pussy, or butthole. I was the first person, ever, that she had touch her breasts and the side of her mound. My suggesting she that sits on my face had even given her a small cum. That was a first for her too. She hasn’t been able to get off playing with her clit like the other girls.

Well, she is leaking like a river and has orgasm energy already about to take her off into space.

I got Shelly moved over my mouth so I could lick all around her pussy and between her lips before I attacked the little pea waiting for attention. Giving Shelly a huge orgasm distracted me from noticing what Jennifer was doing with my dick. I don’t know if it was Shelly getting off, passing out, and falling backward against Jennifer, or something else. Whatever the case, Jennifer suddenly had inches of beef in her lightly oiled up hot pocket.

When I looked, I saw that Jennifer had pulled Shelly towards her so that Shelly was sitting on my stomach with her body held to Jennifer’s. I watched as she caressed Shelly’s breasts, chest, and the soft, freshly waxed skin over Shelly’s mound. Jennifer was softly rubbing both of Shelly’s breasts when Shelly started to come.

“Oh, that is nice, David,” she said dreamily. “I don’t remember your hands been so soft earlier.”

I showed her both of my hands as I said, “They aren’t mine.”

She knew they had to be Jennifer’s hands. As she put her hands over Jennifer’s, Jennifer pulled her tighter to her chest and then kissed the top of Shelly’s head.

“I like having your body against mine, Shelly,” Jennifer told her. “It is so smooth and soft. I have never wanted to touch a girl before today. I’m not sure I can handle you touching me back, but we can see once David and I finish. Your breasts feel so much softer than mine.”

I didn’t expect her to start slowly riding my dick as she continued to cuddle Shelly. I know Shelly was surprised when Jennifer reached between Shelly’s legs to rub her clit expertly. When Jennifer brought Shelly off, it made her come as well. Jennifer did that three more times before she told me that it was my turn to be on top.

I’m not going to be on top, but your butt is going to be on the sink.

Having found that sinks in many bathrooms matched to my height, and length of my dick, I had her butt on the cold porcelain. She could only take six inches of my dick, which made the sink perfect for me to fuck up into her and not have her needing to be on her back. Jennifer found that she didn’t mind Shelly touching her. Shelly was playing with a nipple in one hand, had the other nipple in her mouth and was rubbing Jennifer’s clit as I pounded Jennifer’s tight snatch. That helped Jennifer get off faster than just getting laid. When I was getting close, I asked if she wanted me to pull out, and she said, emphatically, no. Shelly had pushed on my chest and told me to lean back a bit. As soon as there was space, she started licking on Jennifer’s clit. I held back until I felt Jennifer star to cum, then I jammed in as deep as I could and came.

Once I had helped Jennifer off the sink, she was over hugging Shelly. When I saw her getting the drips of cum and pussy juices, onto her fingers and feeding them to Shelly, it got my motor running again. I could tell the way that Shelly was acting like she was off in a little fantasy world of her own making. I used that lapse in her hold on reality to get behind her, put my dick into Jennifer’s hand, and let her guide my dick around Shelly’s hot gash. Once correctly placed, I drove my dick up into Shelly.

Did she even have a hymen before I shoved my dick up inside her?

Shelly moaned out when I started doing short in and out strokes as I worked deeper inside her. For such a cute girl, with a lot of freckles in front and back, she has a nasty mouth when she gets going. Her legs soon tired, and we moved over the stack of towels to drop to our knees. Jennifer liked that idea because she got on her back with her legs open. Shelly dove right in. When Shelly let her chest drop to the towels, she got her arms where she can move down between Jennifer’s legs to make sure there wasn’t any more of my cream that might have leaked out. She was also exploring the insides of Jennifer’s pussy with her fingers.

I was getting close again, so I asked Shelly, “Do you want me to pull out or go get a rubber quickly?”

“You can shoot inside me. I don’t have to worry about getting pregnant because I still don’t have my period. I’ll be sixteen in three months, and you already know that I still have a body that mostly looks like I’m twelve. I want to have your goo leaking out of me and all over my bikini bottoms when I get undressed in the room tonight to get a shower,” she told me. “Can you be a bit rougher too? I want the girls in my room to have no question that someone screwed me today. They will all be so jealous.”

As I was giving her an extra-large load, Jennifer had Shelly lift again so that Jennifer could slide underneath her. When I came and pulled out of Shelly, Jennifer pulled her down into her arms. They hugged like lovers that had been apart for years.

“Can you get me a tampon? I don’t think I can squeeze my vagina closed much longer. I don’t want any leaking out,” Shelly asked.

When I gave her the tampon, she put it in like she had been using them for years.

“Being smaller than the other girls of my age made me a target. The made me push a tampon into their nasty cunts or go down on them. Jennifer is the first girl I have ever wanted to go down on or even kissed,” Shelly said.

To get them moving again, I said, “I’m hungry. I think we are going to miss lunch if we don’t hurry. Semen may be high in protein but isn’t very filling.”

That had the girls giggling.

I already knew that Jennifer was going to wear the bikini, but she needed some landscape maintenance. Elena must have anticipated that because there was a jar of Bush Hog in the bag with tongue depressors and stripes of fabric. In my head, I was pretty sure what to do, but Shelly was way ahead of me. She covered all the hairs on the side of Jennifer’s mound, pushed the cloth strips into the glop, and then jerked the fabric off. Jennifer showed she wasn’t happy about having that done, but she needed it. The two girls quickly got Jennifer dressed in her bikini and then coverup since we were going to find something to eat.

I don’t blame her for being a bit nervous showing off so much of her body to strangers.

When we came out, I was worried that there would be clapping, cat-calls, cheering, and similar things to tease the girls about having been in here a long time with me. Instead, I found most of the back area was empty. A few girls were laying out naked. Others were covered, somewhat, if you call the thongs, they had over her pussies covered.

At the corner, I saw two girls lying with their heads toward each other as they whispered. Both were getting close to burning on their backs. Their chests and stomachs were ok.

“Roll over girls,” I told them. “You’re going to burn if you stay on your stomachs any longer. I’ll put on more tanning oil before I go get lunch.”

One rolled over, spread her legs, and said, “You can eat me for lunch.”

“You know I would, but your womanly nectar doesn’t contain any of the proteins and nutrients my body needs. I need a lot of calories, and fluids, each day,” I told her. “Maybe after lunch, I could come by for a bit of dessert.”

The girl blushed when she realized I really would go down on her. I had to keep myself from laughing as she sputtered and tried to reply. She started making sense as I rubbed the tanning oil on her. I made sure I teased her as I got around the sides of her pussy and again when I was doing her breasts.

The other girl got a bit sneaky. Her friend was so horny now that she wanted to get herself off, but not when I was looking. As I rubbed oil on her, she put her hands over her mound, so I skipped that area. Seeing no one looking, she opened her legs, pulled back the hood on her clit, and kissed into the air. Two kisses and four licks were all it took to get to the center of her tootsie pop. She never made a sound and waved happily. In the middle area, where I had breakfast, some girls had me recoat them with oil, lotion, or sunblock. Girls in bikinis were more than happy to pull their tops off their breasts and untie their bottoms to make sure I got everywhere. The few in one-pieces pulled them down to where at least half of their tits were showing. Some used their fingers to lift the leg holes and crotch of their suits out of the way.

When I finally got down to the tables there, I found both boys were looking exhausted. I said I was getting food, and the boys said some of the girls treated them to lunch.

“Yeah. We are going to go back to our suite, I think,” the boy’s father said. “I want to watch the game without the women around to bitch about it. I told the boys they could invite some of their new friends up to take a nap with them. I would think as much as they jerk off that they wouldn’t get their dicks rubbed raw having sex. It isn’t like they have the stamina to last very long, and they always use condoms.”

TMI.

I did the standard farewell things before heading over the bridge to get some food.

Wait, didn’t I have on a t-shirt when I came to the pool? Where did it go?

I was over at the poolside snack bar and soon found my shirt. One of the petite girls was wearing it.

“That looks like a dress on you,” I told her, pointing to my t-shirt. “At least I know that I wore one down here. I saw your body earlier when I rubbed lotion on you. Why are you using my shirt to cover up? You can’t have burned gotten yet. You already have a good tan.”

Seeing too many people sitting near us, she pulled me down a path that went around a fake mountain with a tunnel through it. The design had no-slip floors and a waterfall for people to jump through before dropping into a ten-foot-deep part of the pool. The sides and face of the front of the mountain, where they went through the waterfall, had the recycled tires stuff they use to pad playgrounds. We continued to where there was a little secluded spot with a bench. The bushes and trees in front of it had grown up enough to make it hard to see. Once we got inside, she pulled off my shirt.