Britney 03: The Party at Britney’s - Sex Stories

Britney 03: The Party at Britney’s

... more, let's bring the girls their drinks."

Roger and Trent carried the cocktails out to the girls, they were sunbathing on the loungers by the pool. Trent took a long look over both of them, Katie wore a cute little bikini that kept her covered by showed off every curve. Britney wore a one piece that managed to leave very little to the imagination. Trent had to bite his lip as he watched them, it was too early for him to start losing control.

"Who wants big girl cocktails?" Roger called.

The girls called out their agreement, their little tits jiggling with their excited bodies.

Trent handed Britney her drink, leaning over to whisper in her ear. "I hope your little asshole is loosening up for daddy." He told her, watching her blush.

She recovered quickly, distracted by Katie's excitement. He and Roger took a seat at the patio table nearby, the spot with the best view of the girls in their loungers. They sipped their beers and watched as the girls giggled through their cocktails, swimming whenever the cups were empty--at which point Roger and Trent brought them each another.

"My dad's been asking after you." Trent commented, taking a sip of his beer.

Roger laughed. "You'll have to thank him for me."

"I will, I'm sure he'll have lots of ideas once he hears you've officially started fucking her."

"I bet he will."

"You're going to share her eventually, aren't you?"

"Oh yeah. Part of me wanted to keep her for myself, but..."

"But if you share ...

... Katie, I'll share Britney." Trent grinned.

"Exactly." Roger took a long pull from his beer, his eyes trained on the girls. They were leaning over the chairs, heads together like they were planning something, but their muffled words were punctuated with giggles.

"We can have a lot of fun with those two."

"You'll invite your dad too then?"

"So long as you're okay with it? He's already fucked little Britty."

Roger hummed his approval. "I was thinking I might take Katie to see him, she'll need to be checked over now that she's grown. Who better to do it?"

Trent barked out a laugh, slapping his leg. The girls turned to look at him, so he made sure to speak quietly. "That's the best thank you gift you could possibly give him."

* * *

It was another couple of hours before Trent and Roger herded the girls inside. They were both a little tipsy, giggling and stumbling their way into the living room with the promise of a movie. Of course, Trent and Roger had picked something that would make the girls keen for what was to come. Katie didn't make it long, though, before she was whimpering and writhing in her daddy's lap. By that point, Trent already had Britty sucking him off on the couch. She'd been hesitant, worried about Katie seeing her, but the alcohol had done exactly as he'd hoped and it hadn't taken much convincing--or rather, ordering--before her little pink lips were wrapped around his cock and he was pushing her head down on his lap so that she was choking ...