“Are… are you going in or not?” he gasped.
She took a step closer and put her hand on his shoulder. “Want to come in with me Orvy?”
“No right now,” he mumbled. “Give me a minute and I’ll be there.”
She knew straight away why he couldn’t stand up. With a giddy little smile on her face, she turned and walked to the edge of the pool, basking happily in her brother’s lusty stare. Standing on the stone copping, looking down at the clear aqua water, she could feel his eyes on her bum.
Orville moaned quietly to himself. His sister’s arse glowed in the sun like the two sections of a perfect peach… and then she was gone, a perfect swan dive that barely disturbed the water.
“Jeeeesusss fuck…” he muttered, squirming uncomfortably. She’s fucking perfect, he thought giddily. When the fuck did this happen?
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Alison swam for a while enjoying the water, cooling her randy young body. When she finally got out and headed back to Orville she found someone was with him.
Even from a distance, there was no mistaking Barbra Etherege. She was standing over her brother with a hand on her hip and wagging a finger at him and, as Alison approached, she caught the end of her hushed tirade.
“…not acceptable,” said the old lady. ” It is required right this minute or you know what will happen. I’m not playing about young man…
Orville saw Alison walking towards them and cut his blackmailer off.
“Hi Ali,” he said loudly. “You remember Mrs Etherege?”
The old lady started.
“Oh hello dear,” she croaked in her deep raspy smoker’s voice. “Of course, I know your sister Orville. How beautiful you’ve become dear.”
“Uhhh… thank you, ma’am,” she said.
The old lady’s eyes were hidden behind big round sunglasses so Alison couldn’t see her envious gaze taking in her slim athletic frame and firm young breasts.
The buxom old woman was wearing an orange muumuu dress covered with big blue and black flowers. Her gigantic cleavage advanced in front of her by twelve or more inches and her buttocks followed behind by a similar amount… like the caboose of a train. Dyed auburn hair fell long over her shoulders in a style that Alison thought was much too young for her.
Two more different women do not exist.
“I need to borrow your brother for a little while. Isn’t that right Orville?”
“Ummm… yes Ali,” he began. “Mrs Etherege needs… needs some… ummm…”
“…some help with getting some boxes down from up in my wardrobe. Isn’t that right Orville dear?”
“Yes… yes… that’s it,” he sighed. Alison could hear the lie in his voice as plain a day. “I’ll be back soon… won’t I Mrs Etherege?”
The old lady looked Alison up and down quite rudely.
“Could be an hour dear,” she said, her red lips pursed self-importantly. “Maybe two. I have a lot of ‘work’ to do.”
The fat old woman put a possessive hand on Orville’s shoulder. Hot jealousy rose up acid in Alison’s mouth and she could have screamed at the nasty old bitch… but the look on her handsome brother’s face stopped her.
“Yes ma’am,” she sighed.
Alison watched Orville and his beautiful big cock leave with the victorious Barbra Etherege, leading him by the hand past all the gawking spectators like he was her slave… which I suppose he is, she thought sadly.
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ALISON AND LUCINDA AND…
Laying down on Orville’s vacated pool lounge she tried to relax but her cunt was aching for attention. Stretching out luxuriously in the sun our gorgeous young heroine considered her masturbation options.
She could obviously go back to her bedroom… the handle of her hairbrush was a pretty good dildo… though Mr Carter’s cock had spoilt her anything slimmer than a baseball bat. Maybe I could get off on one of the pool jets? That’d be really hot…
She was quietly considering the logistics of how she could best have an orgasm in front of all these people when someone spoke to her.
Alison opened her eyes to see a goddess standing over her.
“Huh?” she asked stupidly. “Did you say something?”
Lucinda Krutze had seen that spellbound look on just about every person she’d ever met. It wasn’t surprising that this young girl was similarly dazed.
“I was asking, is this lounge taken?” she asked, favoring the teen with a sultry smirk.
“Huh?” she said again, gawping at the stunning creature who was spreading her towel next to her. “What… sorry… I don’t… ”
“Don’t you worry none beautiful,” said Lucinda sarcastically. “I’ll just lay down while you’all find your brain…”
Alison watched the stunningly beautiful woman as she threw a big tasseled beach towel over the sun lounge beside her and lay down on her back, arms by her side, one knee slightly raised, and large round dark sunglasses…
…just like the ones Mrs Etherege was wearing, thought Alison. How different they look…
Of course, Alison recognized the gorgeous blonde model from level three. It was the stunning creature that let Mr Carter fuck her every week instead of paying rent. Like Alison, the beautiful woman was wearing a bikini, a simple black brief and bra set that looked incredible on her perfect, 36-24-36, hourglass figure.
The horny teenager found herself studying the other woman’s prone figure. She was a classic blonde bombshell with high cheekbones, a firm chin, and pouty lips. Her long blonde hair was in thick pigtails, tied up with two white scrunchies and braided.