The girls swim again.
While Greg and I continued to enjoy our jacking sessions, our world included Missy and Kathy. After our first adventures in skinny-dipping, we had gone to the movies, met at the mall a few times, and sat out on the sidewalk and talked dirty for hours after the sun went down. We did all go swimming at Greg's and I know all four of us were hoping that Greg's parents would suddenly decide to go get a peanut parfait at the Dairy Queen. We could certainly make good use of the unsupervised time.
That first day back in the pool with the girls, Greg and I had to settle for the quick flashes of tits and such. They kept an eye out for the presence of parents and little brothers. Kathy would lift one side of her top and let see her dark brown nipple. The round nipple was set off by the intense white smooth skin of her breast that hadn't seen sun all summer. And if one tit wasn't enough, Kathy would flash me with both. I even liked the struggle she had putting those puppies back in her top. And I would catch sight of Missy's tits as she tormented and tempted Greg.
When the girls weren't floating around and Greg and I weren't wrestling and dunking each other, the girls would brush every part of their bodies across our hardened dicks. Their little butts would back up into us, doing a little grind. A hand would taunt my boner as Kathy swam by. And hanging on to opposite sides of a float allowed her foot to fondle my crotch. That was actually a little painful but at that age, any contact there was extremely exciting. Hanging on each other and floating around was pushing the line had Greg's parents come out to check that we were still alive.
There was also a way to get up close and still be able to break things up quickly before we could get discovered. The girls would sit side by side on the edge of the pool, their legs in the water. Greg and I would swim up between their legs and hang on. We could stand on the bottom and comfortably keep the girls legs on our shoulders. My head would be just inches away from her pussy. The sound of the water splashing around was amplified in my ears. The smell of chlorine and pussy was intensified. My eyes would focus on her pussy. I could make out the hairs pressing against her bikini bottom. A few of those hairs escaped out the edges. The cloth of her bikini would stretch tight and the outline of her pussy lips would appear.
To this day, when I hear the phrase, prick teasing, the images of the four of us in the pool almost always come to mind. I stayed hard for hours. Even as the water pruned up the rest of me, my dick stayed hard and aching. I would either let it stick out straight, tenting out my swimsuit or I would pull just the head of my dick out the top of my swimsuit. I hoped Kathy and Missy and for that matter, Greg, would see it. It was a little daring but it sure did feel good as a current of water went by or Kathy's thigh or belly would make the slightest contact. I'm not sure if any of them ever noticed, I kept it under the water most of the time.
Finally, after at least three evenings of swimming with parents in the house, Greg's parents left us alone. I'm not even sure why we put on swimsuits that evening, we had too much anticipation to stay in the suits very long at all. I saw Missy grab her top and begin to pull it off as she ran and jumped into the water. She was bare breasted before her hair was wet.
I pulled my swimsuit down, my balls and dick were completely exposed but I stopped to watch them all strip down. I was about frozen in place as I loved watching more and more skin show up. It was only when Kathy's thigh made contact with the tip of my dick that I was able to remove the swimsuit the rest of the way. Kathy's giggle as she touched me had me laughing. For several minutes, the laughing was prominent, the play was teasing, and bodies only made swiping contact.
It was when Missy jumped on Greg, planting his face right between her tits that things got a little less rowdy. I grabbed Kathy from behind, she stayed still, my hands found her tits, her head leaned back against my shoulder and she pressed her cheek next to mine. My dick was just barely making contact with some part of her back.
Missy started talking about how much she and Kathy had been waiting to do this again. We all commented on how good it did feel. My voice cracked a little as I spoke as Kathy pressed her butt back and caught my boner firmly between us. My hands and fingers were tweaking and pinching and twisting Kathy's nipples, her tits filled my entire hand. I would go from big handful grasps of tit to pinching fingerfuls of nipple. Kathy would grind her but just a little, letting my dick know it was not being ignored.
We were still front to back when Greg maneuvered Missy into Kathy. It was right in front of the in pool like and I caught site of our shadows as we merged into a big pile of adolescent hormones and skin. Kathy and Missy were pressed together with Greg and I on the outside. They sure did enjoy being pushed together, something that Greg and I both noticed enough to talk about it in the days to come.
After Kathy and Missy had enough of that, Kathy spun around and hugged me to her tight. I felt her hot breast press into me, I could feel her hard nipples poking my skin. My dick stuck out fit under her, between her legs, she closed them and I felt her skin surround my dick completely. Her pubic hair pressed into my belly above my pubes. I felt her pussy grind into me.
Kathy and I drift away from Greg and Missy. They were locked up, lip to lip and every other body part to body part. When we got space, all of about 15 feet, I was leaning against the wall and in a great position to open my legs. Kathy went exploring. Firm grips on my dick, gentle on my balls. She began to whisper to me, I was so horny by that time that she could have been reading out of the motor vehicle handbook and it would have had the desired effect on me. But it was funny as she talked to me. She would slowly rub her hand along my boner and tell me how hard my "peepee" was. And when I would squeeze her ass, she told me how good it felt to have her "popo" squeezed. Her voice was sexy and low when she spoke of my "weenie". She whispered sexy stuff in my ear, even though all the naughty bits were called by the little kid names. I just thought that is how girls talked about such things, and I did know what she was talking about.
Kathy's hand barely moved from my dick that evening. She would let her hand slide down to my balls and cup and play with them just a few seconds before moving her hand back to my dick. Her hands studied the entire length, her fingers running along under the rim of the head, her fist grasping the base and pulling it out slowly and firmly. She had to take a look at it a few times. I would look at her face as she stared at my boner, but my eyes would fix on her naked tits.
My hands had a really difficult time. As I searched for her pussy, my fingers played all through her pubes. My inexperience had me searching a little too high. Until I knew I hit the right spot. Kathy moaned loud enough to get a giggle from Greg and Missy, as my finger found the hot slick opening of her pussy. My fingers eventually went deeper and deeper, I was amazed at how hot it was inside her pussy. I tried to push my fingers in deeper, but I learned from the reaction I got, just where it made Kathy jump and supposedly feel good. My fingers started to hump her pussy and her hand gripped my dick harder and harder.
I kissed and sucked her tits, just little gentle sucks. Enough to tease her, her hand left my dick and with both hands guided my head around. After slipping and the fear of drowning while tit sucking, we split apart, just a little, long enough to see Greg's hips humping in the water. He didn't make it into Missy that night, but he was stirring up the waves.
Kathy switched hands on my dick, and we were separated just enough that I could use both hands on her tits. Kathy went into more prick teasing as she rubbed the tip of my dick at the outside of her pussy. I was almost begging her to guide me inside her.
I felt the movement of water, the pool light had a shadow across it, and then Missy blurted out "BOO". They had eased up right next to us, still in the close grip of each other but not actively fondling anything of importance. I had my dick at the very edge of pussy and it was straining to get it. My heart was pounding. I thought I would swallow the whole pool and I tried to keep breathing, and the girls started talking. It was about what we were doing, but it was also about what their parents would think. They considered if some of the other girls who had recently skinny-dipped with their boyfriends went this far. It wasn't enough to relieve me of my boner but it sure did change the mood. A minute ago, I had no sense of Greg and Missy anywhere near me. All my thinking was being done by the little head on the end of my dick. Now, I had to settle for four teen tits lined up in front of me and the feel of a pussy pressing into the bone above my dick.
We floated backward until Greg's and my back were leaning on the wall. Greg and I talked just a little, I asked if he did it, he shook his head. The girls got into more chatter and then decided it was time to go. We lifted them out so that their butts flopped up on the deck. A quick faceful of pussy swapped to a view of her butthole, the first time I had seen a girl's!
Greg and I stayed in the water, both of us stroking our dicks, slowly at first. Then as the girls put on clothes, and lost interest in us, I noticed Greg's arm moving in a more aggressive jacking rhythm. I joined him, jacking off as our girlfriends dried off and dressed.
I was so close to the edge that it wasn't going to take me long to shoot at all. And Greg leaned over and whispered in my ear "Don't cum in the water!" as I let loose! I nodded like I understood and could actually do something about it. I stopped jacking almost like I was complying with his direction. The water was lighted enough that I could see the several long strands of cum suspended in front of me, one of them still attached to the tip of my dick. My hand returned to finish the job, but still trying to hide from Greg's attention. (I loved the look of free floating cum.)
The girls didn't want and escort out this time and told us to stay in the water and cool down. I think my face gave me away, it felt about 40 degrees hotter than the water. Back then, I wouldn't get soft right away, sometimes it would take jacking off and cuming three times before I was soft and floppy. I still had plenty left when Greg and I showered to get the chlorine off. That shower had become our personal jacking chamber and we went after it to close out the evening. It was one of the few times that I lasted longer than Greg.
Greg and I went on to do more and the girls kept coming over. If ya'll like it enough, I'll keep writing some more about it. Please let me know, email at kebo_t@hotmail.com