Wendy was getting really excited now and she, too, pulled the material to the side and began rubbing her pussy more insistently. She felt her own excitement growing when suddenly Ann let out a loud groan and began to buck her hips up and down on the chaise lounge, her fingers plunging in and out of her pussy as she came. As Wendy stared in wonder, her own fingers began plunging in and out of her pussy, desperately frigging herself as Ann came in front of her.
Wendy was mewling as her fingers slid in and out of her pussy, her excitement rising. Ann’s fingers slid out of her pussy and she pulled the material back over her pussy as she sat up, her mouth open from both her orgasm and surprise as she watched Wendy’s fingers sliding in and out of her blonde-fringed pussy. Sliding to her knees in front of Wendy, Ann watched intently as Wendy plunged her fingers in and out of her pussy, her eyes closed. Then she gave a little cry and began to vibrate as she came.
Ann was fascinated as she watched Wendy cum. She could see her pussy juices drenching her hand as her fingers remained jammed up into her pussy. Without even thinking, Ann reached out and cupped Wendy’s hand with her own, feeling the heat from her pussy and the slickness from her pussy juices. Wendy’s eyes snapped open as she felt Ann’s hand cupping hers, but she was powerless to do anything as she was still in the grips of her orgasm.
Finally she stopped cumming and just sat there, her fingers still in her pussy and Ann’s hand covering hers. Slowly disengaging her hand from her pussy, Wendy felt Ann’s hand slide across her pussy as she pulled it away. Slowly she rearranged her suit to cover herself, then looked at Ann, her cheeks flushed.
“Gosh, Wendy, that was just wonderful,” Ann said. “I came like crazy, and then watching you and feeling your orgasm like that, it was just wonderful.”
“I feel so silly,” Wendy said. “We’re not schoolgirls anymore.”
“Of course we’re not,” Ann replied. “So what? I hate masturbating by myself. It was much more exciting for me knowing that you were watching me. And then getting to watch you, I’d forgotten how blonde and pink your pussy is.”
“When did you start shaving yours?” Wendy asked, blushing. “I didn’t know.”
“Oh, Dave did it to me a couple of years ago and I really liked it, so I keep it that way,” Ann replied.
“It looks perverted and sexy at the same time,” Wendy said with a laugh.
“It is, and it attracts tongues like crazy,” Ann said. “Dave constantly has his face buried between my legs, that’s why I’m always so horny. It’s all I think about sometimes.”
“Dan sucks me sometimes, but not all the time,” Wendy mused. “But he sure makes sure I suck him all the time.”
“They’re all like that, I think,” Ann laughed.
“God, my suit’s soaked,” Wendy said, looking down between her legs.
“Quick, let’s jump in the tub, that way they won’t know,” Ann suggested, jumping to her feet and pulling Wendy up.
They were just climbing into the tub and sitting down when they heard the door open as Dave and Dan returned.
“Our tops,” Wendy said, realizing that they had left them.
“Too late,” Ann said. “Quick, just slump down and they won’t notice.”
When Dave and Dan came out onto the deck, the only thing they could see were the heads of Ann and Wendy sticking up out of the water.
“Here’s the wine,” Dan said, holding up four bottles. “Dave has the open one.”
Picking up their glasses, Dave filled them and brought them over to the pool to hand them to them. Then he turned and filled his and Dan’s glasses. As he lifted his glass to taste the wine, he noticed Ann’s top on her chaise lounge. Turning towards Dan, he noticed Wendy’s on hers. He started to say something then decided not to. Smiling, he sat down on his chaise lounge and continued a conversation he had been having with Dan.
Meanwhile, Ann and Wendy were getting very hot in the jacuzzi. They had set it very warm that morning, not expecting to spend hours in it, just to soak for a bit, then get out. Wendy’s face was getting red and Ann realized that they were going to have to get out of the tub. Not seeing any choice, she called out.
“Dave, would you please bring me our tops,” she asked.
“What tops?” Dan replied, sitting up.
“Our bathing suit tops,” Wendy cried. “We’re boiling in here and we forgot to bring our tops with us.”
Dan started to reach for Wendy’s top when a glance from Dave stopped him.
“Why don’t you two just get out of the tub and get your own tops?” he asked.
“That’s not funny,” Wendy complained. “It’s hot in here.”
“It feels great out here,” Dave replied. “You should join us.”
“I can’t,” Wendy said, “I’m embarrassed.”
Dan just sat there staring back and forth from the girls to Dave. Then a smile crossed his face.
“I agree with Dave,” he said. “You should just come get them yourselves,” holding up Wendy’s top.
When Dave gestured, he tossed it to him and Dave held both Ann’s and Wendy’s tops out in his hand.
“If you want these,” he said, “you’ll have to come get them,” suddenly pushing them both into his bathing suit.
“Dan, Dave, that’s not nice,” Wendy cried.
“Well, it’s just too hot for me and I don’t care,” Ann said, getting to her feet and stepping out of the tub. “Come on, Wendy,” she said, offering her a hand.
“This isn’t fair,” Wendy said, taking her hand and quickly standing up and jumping out of the tub. “Give me my suit,” she demanded, her breasts swinging in front of her.
“I don’t think so,” Dave said with a smile, seeing the way Dan was staring at Ann’s breasts. “If you want your top, you’ll have to get it.”
“If I get my top, you never know what might come out with it,” Ann said threateningly.
“Why do you want to wear them anyway?” Dan suddenly said. “You both have beautiful breasts. I’m actually enjoying seeing them.”
“You would,” Wendy said, glaring at him. “What good does it do us?”
“Actually, this is more comfortable,” Ann said, smiling at Dan. “Why don’t we just forget them,” she said, leaning over to whisper in Wendy’s ear.
Wendy at first had an unhappy look on her face, then it changed to a smile and finally a big laugh.
“Sure, why not?” she said. “We might as well be comfortable,” she said, sitting down on her chaise lounge and picking up her glass of wine.
Ann, too, sat down, leaning back and ignoring Dave and Dan, letting the sun dry her. Dave and Dan watched the two of them, uncertain now that they had acquiesced so easily.
“Why don’t you two go in the jacuzzi?” Ann asked. “It is really nice if you don’t stay in too long.”
“That sounds like a great idea,” Dave said, getting to his feet.
As they both clambered into the jacuzzi, Ann reached over and picked up the sun screen and poured some into her hand. Then as Dave and Dan and Wendy watched, she slowly started to apply it to herself, slowly and languorously spreading it over her stomach and then her breasts, holding them and kneading them as she rubbed the sun screen over them. As Dan and Dave watched, mesmerized, Ann continued to rub her breasts, squeezing them and gently pulling and twisting her nipples, which quickly hardened into cherry-red knobs. She continued rubbing her breasts, staring directly at Dave and Dan, pulling on her hardened nipples.
Then Wendy got to her feet and came over and picked up the sun screen and began to apply it to herself, like Ann, spreading it in a leisurely manner. Her breasts were much bigger than her hands could hold and Dave’s eyes never left her as she stood there squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as she spread the sun screen. Her nipples were as hard as Ann’s. Dave and Dan watched, mesmerized as they continued to play with their breasts. Then Ann got to her feet and moved over to Wendy.
“You missed a spot,” she said, reaching out and spreading some of the sun screen on Wendy just under her breasts.
She could feel that Wendy was holding her breath as she continued to rub the sun screen on her stomach. Then moving behind her, Ann let her hands slide up Wendy’s torso until she was cupping Wendy’s breasts in her hands, gently rubbing them and massaging them. Wendy just stood there in shock as she felt Ann’s hands gently kneading her breasts. Dave and Dan just sat with their mouths hanging open as they watched Ann’s fingers circle and then grasp Wendy’s hardened, jutting nipples and squeeze them, pulling them as she continued to play with them.
Then she let her hands drop and came and stood in front of Wendy, smiling at her shocked face. Reaching out, she took Wendy by the hands and raised them up to her own breasts, pressing them against her and squeezing Wendy’s hands and her breasts at the same time. Slowly letting her own hands drop, Ann stood there as Wendy hesitantly began to rub and massage her breasts, squeezing them and grabbing her nipples just as she had done to her.
Smiling at Wendy, Ann again raised her hands and continued to play with Wendy’s breasts at the same time. Dave and Dan were in total shock as they watched. This was beyond what any one of them had ever imagined.
“God, it’s getting too damned hot in here,” Dave suddenly said.
“Yeah,” Dan echoed, “too hot.”
“Why don’t you boys get out of the water then,” Ann asked, continuing to knead Wendy’s breasts.
“Yeah, why don’t you?” Wendy said dreamily, squeezing Ann’s nipples between her fingers.
As Dave and Dan climbed out of the jacuzzi, Ann moved back around behind Wendy, never letting her hands leave her breasts, one arm reaching around to cup her breasts in her hand, the other falling to lay on her inner thigh, right next to her pussy.