The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI - Sex Stories

The Girl on the Video, Parts IV - VI

... my mother had been sitting – bare-assed – and tapped an uncomfortable riff on the table. I couldn't deny it, I was nervous that the girls would do something that could drag me into trouble.

They didn't waste any time. Ten minutes later the elevator doors opened and they emerged. I gulped.

My mother wore a thin blue bikini top that strained to hold in her bountiful bust, her nipples poking against the fabric, and a gray thong that similarly struggled to contain her lobes. My sister, who had a body shape similar to my mom's, fit neatly into a similar green bikini and thong combo. Megan, who was much smaller and lithe, had to make due with a narrow V-shaped one-piece that had a thong in the back and a deep plunge in the front. Megan's swimsuit was clearly designed for a much more curvier body and threatened to gap from just about any angle you looked.

My mother waved me over and led the way to the pool. It was getting late but there were still a few night owls hanging around. Two college aged girls roughhoused in the water, and a young couple lounged at the far end. My mother pressed her chest against mine, gave me a kiss, and stroked my cock through my slacks.

“Sorry,” she said. “You have to wait until closing. You can just watch us have fun.”

With that she hopped into the pool. Megan came over, did the same press-kiss-stroke thing and followed my mother into the pool. She swam over to my mother and embraced her, the two sharing a kiss, before my mother ...

... playfully pushed her back and splashed her.

Jesse turned to me, pressed her body against me for a moment, and kissed me. She held the kiss for a long time, rubbing my cock through my slacks with her thigh. Then she followed my mother and Megan into the pool, where they had a splash fight.

I looked up at the clock. It read 12:10. I moved to a lounge and lay back, lifting one leg up to hide my growing erection. The teenagers weren't paying much attention and the couple were pretty much engrossed in each other. I was grateful for that and I seriously hoped to get out of this situation without any embarrassment. The next twenty minutes were going to be torture.

After about five minutes of splashing each other and chatting, my mother moved to my side of the pool and Megan and Jesse followed.

“Fifteen minutes to go until closing,” my mother said, winking. She glanced around to make sure nobody was watching and pulled one side of her bikini top back, pulling her right breast free. She pulled it up to her lips and sucked for a moment.

“Jesus, mom,” I murmured. Jesse came up beside her and leaned over, pulling my mother's mouth to hers for a kiss, then leaned down and sucked at our mother's bare breast. Megan slipped in beside her, shielding them from the other swimmers, then bent down and had a turn at my mother's bared breast, running her tongue around the aureole and sucking the nipple. Meanwhile her hands were all over Jesse’s body.

“You guys are going to get me in ...