We were in the resort now for the second day and we were enjoying ourselves immensely. We were free from the grid of the mundane life back home. Atleast for me. Penny too seemed to be in high spirits. We spent the first day lazing about the resort’s pool and drinking at the bar. The lukewarm sun was just right for our lazy bones and pale skins.
We were sat sipping our drinks at one end of the pool. The only other persons present was an odd couple at the other end of the pool. The guy was way too old for the petite girl sat crisscrossed facing him. They were smoking the African herb which was one of the resort’s specials.
The odd couple would draw our attention from time to time as they sang out of tone. Their voices echoing hurtful upon our serenity. Why did they have to be Soo loud.
“Let’s distract them boo.”
Penny suggests twitching her eyes mischief written all over her face.
I have picked a ploy in her voice and I play right into her game.
I look at the couple across and notice they still passing the African herb between them laboring their lungs and I envy their none discretion.
“Perhaps we could make a wager.”
I hesitated a bit as I craft a scene in my mind.
Penny turns a slay look at me.
“What are you cajoling up in that weird mind of yours.”
I shrugged incouciantly, bringing myself to an upright prose. I rub the course floor with my feet as if drawing a masterplan.
“Let’s do a freestyle race but instead of being slick..eeh..lets be clumsy and spill water all over them.”
I lay down my plot and something sinister, hot and needy beams in my eyes as I wink at Penny.
“Why don’t we do breaststroke instead. It will be excellent in bringing your ploy into perfect conclusion.”
She counters and I almost kiss her for her brilliance. Why didn’t I think of that beforehand. Clogs in my brain have decided to join our vacation uninvited.
“What about the forfeit darling?”
She asks her spirited voice indicative of her competitive spirit, as always.
“Well..let’s leave that for the winner to decide.
“The spoils belong to the victor.”
Penny pronounces walking off towards the deep end of the pool. For what I had concluded as canny tactics since our first games, she moves with an exaggerated sway. Almost like a duck with no care of the effect she was having on any onlooker.
The demons just came out of sleep. How could they miss the ass cheeks before them inconspicuously uncovered by the string pieces paraded as bikini. One conjoined twin ass cheek would feign disengagement one moment only to return home in the next. The view before me is simply tormentious even to a dead male species.
“I swear I hear them clap in their hosts anticipatory win.”
One demon informs the others and I can grimsly feel them unzipping their pants, ready to play with themselves. Shamelessly, in the very act that acknowledges their adversary was a master molder. Creating mortals that made both angels and demons glorify creatures lower in the hierarchical pyramid.
She goes on and on. Wobbly ass cheeks refusing to stick together. It’s as if she has issued then with a memo with strict instructions to part company or face dare consequences.
“Why are men so fascinated by the woman’s ass?”
I dare ask knowing I sound like a madman considering am sober as fuck.
Voices in my head don’t fail me and they rumble one after the other. All sounding excited.
“Men are dogs but not to sell this as a cliche. Everywhere you see dogs sniffing bitches backside. This is the blackbox. The paradox that should remain closed but man’s mind was wired to be curious. It seeks to open this box to discover the treasures hide there. Nomatter how man is civilised he cannot completely shun the dog/animal instincts in his architecture.”
A not so convincing deduction has been sold to me at the black market as I watch Penny bend then manoeuvre herself slickly into the pool. One single flitting moment I had seen a treasure glitter. And as time had dictated since time immemorial, the bulge in my boxer shorts increased significantly.
“Why then does man forget so easily once he has opened a few boxes here and there, that they hold the same treasure; nectar. That armed with this empirical evidence, he should end his obsession with the woman’s ass?”
I challenge as I move along to join Penny who is impatiently waving me over. She is bouncing in the water and the ripple effects of her display is simply impairing. My mind is loosing all its traction as I watch her twins which have opted to sit on the waters surface. As I stare they defy fair sportsmanship as they have chosen to cheer their hostess inside the playing ground instead of sitting on the terraces as per guidelines of decency.
Penny stops the jump theatrics but the inertia has left the twins trapped in the ripples of the swimming pool. As the insignia waves bash upon them all I want is to save them. I have to be a perfect gentleman even in existence of prelaid wagers.
Penny has played the cards she holds masterfully and it is clear I have lost even before kickoff.
The lone lifeguard in my pants comes to full attention . In his loud wake he has woken his two services dogs which have served him without fail since he became prior to the primary purpose of his existence. How elated he had been the moment he discovered he did not exist solely to get the trash out.(story for another day)
“Daddy, that man is quite endowed. Can you ask him if he could use his firehose to put out the fire that your fingers and these herbs have ignited in me?”
The girl with the older gentleman brings me from my impromptu reverie. Did I just hear that or was the speech from my reverie?
Maybe this Africa herb stush has intoxicated the air we are eagerly breathing in freely. I certainly feel odd.
I dive into the water and stay under for a few. I hold my breath for as long as I can to cut the blood supply inclined to give my sole lifeguard a perpetual lease without I the circus owner releasing the freehold.
When I come up for air at last I find Penny fratenizing with the enemy. The young damsel is knelt down on the pools edge, bent over to play with water as they make small talk with Penny. Her boobs clearly want to ape her actions,trying to escape the confines of her sparse bikini top and play with the water. But even with the assistance of gravity they are camels trying to fit through the eye of a needle.
I chuckle at the thought and both girls look at me bemusement written over their expressions.
“Come over here honey and meet my new friend.”
Penny calls out. Every muscle in my body stiffens and for a moment I stay put frozen on the spot. Almost a minute and I don’t bunch even with the admonishing expression being shot at me by my dear Penny.
“If the man wouldn’t join the party…well..we could take the party to him.”
The girl in a yellow bikini that fit perfectly to flatter her assets makes the suggestion to Penny and they both look in my direction grinning wicked. Am still immobile and can’t seem to hypothesize my current predicament.
The girl moves and enters the pool from the opposite direction that am between them like some kind of prey. Only that this prey seemed immobilized by fear or a condition alien to me.
I surreptitiously keep an eye on both of them from the corners of each eye like a chameleon. The task proved to be uncomfortable and my eyes blink involuntarily. When I open them again, boo. Neither Penny nor the other babe is in sight. Why has the universe decided to play tricks on me today. Where could they have disappeared to.
Then almost at the same time the two young women emerge from under the water on either side of him. It is the other girl who stood in front of me in direct path of my eyes. She breathed in deeply to catch her breath and the motion draws me to her breast where water was trickling between them. Her breasts rise and fall inches from me magestically. And the artificial waterfall goes on. It was just magical. I feel my arms rising involuntarily and I realise the temporary paralysis has slipped from me like an eel.
Just as my fingers reach those luscious boobs, she slips out of my reach and smirks,
“Nah..nah. my boobs do the touching.”
My disappointment is short lived as I feel the replica of what had just escaped me pressing tightly on my bare back. I close my eyes to savor the moment completely. I lag backwards and I can tell the twins have been set loose by the stimulation of erect nipples.
“Rina, just let him feel you already.”
Penny surprises me to open my eyes when she pleads my case. My shaft twitches as we both come to the same conclusion, we have been given a hall pass. I bet the party will be great as Rina comes to close proximity and deposits her ass on my groin.
Here it has found refuge and she starts to move it along my shaft which is still confined and fractically sending messages for climanchy to my brain. The brain is caught up in the pleasurable sensations and in no condition to help its protégé throbbing dangerously. Rina picks up her speed on my shaft and a moan escapes me.
Both girls moves hands to my mouth to muffle my yelps. I had forgotten Rina’s man was somewhere on the premises. I take a glans at his direction and the man is completely oblivious to the the scene unfolding
“Don’t make a sound.”
Rina says and they both retrieved their hands deploying them on other parts of my body.
Penny takes a dive and I feel her hands dropping my boxer and I almost cum immediately as the sensitive glans comes into contact with Rina’s posterior.
Penny is back from under the water starts rocking my hips with her own. When she feels me tense she does her thing, holding my balls and tangs on them lightly. This always acted like a human handbreak, distinguishing fire that was threatening to engulf me.
“We can let you waste all that seed in water darling.”
Penny whispers in my ear.
“We have to see the fruits of our work.”
Rina conquers now facing me and her hand replacing her sexy posterior.
I almost beg them to let me cum but hold off knowing better might be coming my way.
My begging candor has Rina making a suggestion that has me appreciative of all bold and proactive women in the world.
“Can we take this …to a more private place…lets say..the womens shower rooms.”