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"Wanna Bet?"
Date: 1/14/2016, Categories: First Time Mature Taboo Author: brianbigdogsmith
... insulted it compared to his own BMW, and then pointed us towards the backyard. Lara was sitting on the edge of the large pool. She was blonde, and her skin was more tanned than usual, undoubtedly due to a lot of time spent on European beaches. She wore a yellow bikini that clung tightly to her pear-sized b**sts. I could see tanlines poking up from the bottom part of her swimsuit, but there were none on her bikini top. I imagined her sunning herself on the beaches of Europe, where toplessness was supposedly okay, and cursed that our f****y was never invited along. Mikey was on the diving board, looking ready to jump off when he saw us. He looked about as usual, except with his hair wet instead of poofed up. He looked like the before picture to his b*****r's after, in some kind of ad for a weightlifting program. There wasn't much fat on him, but not much muscle either. If I had the same type of features as them, I could have been there too, somewhere in the middle ground between them, maybe as an example of the benefits of the program "after only a few weeks". Mikey waved and cannonballed into the water with a big splash, then swam to our side of the pool. We exchanged greetings, talked about their trip a little, and then changed into our swimsuits. I had long swim trunks and only needed a second. Faith, being a girl, needed longer. She eventually came out, wearing that green bikini she once wore half of in the shower with me. I almost got a boner from the memory ...
... alone, not to mention how she looked in it. We swam a while, played some two-on-two water basketball (in which I got to "accidentally" grab Lara's boobs while trying to steal the ball), had some pizza rolls and colas, and just generally spent time together. We mostly stayed in our swimsuits, even when we were inside. With that much flesh to look at, my gaze kept falling on either my s****r or Lara, distracting me from talking to Mikey. I don't know if he noticed. I think he was distracted too. One incident had Mikey and I talking about some sports, and I could barely follow his side of the conversation, because on the other side of the room Lara and Faith were talking about her dance lessons. Then they got up and Faith demonstrated to Lara something, raising her leg very high, like you see in ballet. Lara tried to copy the move. Having both of them in tight bikinis, raising their legs provocatively was quite a sight. I noticed Mikey had gone silent too. Lara lost her balance and stumbled, laughing. "I don't think I have it in me to do that." "I'm sure you can be flexible enough," Faith said. "You just need a little training." I could just imagine. I'd love to help her with her flexibility by pinning her legs behind her ears until she got used to it while I fucked her. "Maybe, but the choreography for your stuff is too rigid and complicated. I prefer spontaneous, freestyle." She moved her body sexily in a music-less dance. "It's not so ...