It was the closing days of summer at the Lodge. Visitations were still numerous, but many of the girls were out of town working, touring, doing press junkets, etc. Plus, the heat in CA made many of the girls opt to somewhere that, while still hot, was at least a vacation destination. While I couldn't blame the girls for skipping out somewhere that was conducive to posting bikini selfies on instagram, I just wished more of them were here for me to enjoy it live.
The solution was something that happened of its own volition often enough at the Lodge, but nevertheless I thought that perhaps if I made a bigger deal of it I would get a bigger response. I decided to throw a pool party at the Lodge. It wasn't uncommon for there to be multiple girls in the pool area at any one time. It was secluded, but still directly in the sun, and the more tan-inclined ladies that visited the Lodge loved that. This of course led to a great deal of a variety of activities, including but not limited to: nude sun-bathing, nude swimming, applying tanning lotion to each other, making out in the pool, masturbating out in the open, etc.
But the greatest thing about the pool? The entirety of it was visible through the large circular window on the far side of the master bedroom. More than once had I started a Saturday afternoon by staring down at whoever was down there. Favorite memory? Anya and I spotting Maisie and Sophie out there, and Anya sucking my cock while I gave a play by play of everything Maisie and Sophie were doing.
So I thought that the same thing that happened anyway, but on a large scale, would be just the ticket. The invite for the pool party was sent out via text. I was never specific in describing the Lodge or the events within, so the text was a simple "Big pool party this weekend. Bring that bikini you've been dying to show off. Or don't."
The rest of the day was my phone blowing up. Several texts confirming attendance arrived immediately. Some of them were texts, while others were girls making kissy faces at me via pictures.
The event began to shape up immediately. There was hardly any planning needed, as the girls really only needed to bring themselves. As the week went on I began to look forward to it more and more, mostly from teasing. For example, in the middle of the week I began to get snaps from Hailee Steinfeld. At first it was just a pic of her in the back of a car being driven somewhere, with "Guess where I'm going" as the title. Then I received a picture of a basket full of small pieces of fabric. That's when I realized she was shopping, and the very next pic was a video of the changing room door, and then Hailee turning the camera around to show herself suggestively batting her eyebrows.
The next video was from her point of view again, but it was a quick video of her pulling her leggings down her thighs. No real look at anything, though. Hailee loved to tease. The next thing I received was a full selfie of her in the mirror, posing in a brand new red bikini. She labelled it #1. After that I received numbers 2 through 9. Pink, black, blue, coral, patterned bikinis one after the other. Then a few one piece suits, with Hailee turning around in one to show me just how it was shaped to show off her ass.
"What do you think?" She asked in a text.
"Please don't make me choose." I texted back.
She said nothing else, but I received one more pic. Her in the mirror again, now nude, turned to the side and covering her tits with one arm while the angle hid her pussy. Tease.
After that, the rest of the week took even longer. Thursday was quiet, and even Friday only had a couple of the girls arrive. Alison Brie and Anna Kendrick arrived that night, and I was glad for them. Hailee's tease and the guest list that had accumulated so far had me anxiously walking in circles around the Lodge in anticipation.
"Would another sneak preview help?" Alison said as she, Anna and I sat in the lounge.
"Yes, yes it would," I said curtly.
We were all just having a casual drink after a casual threeway when they first arrived to help unwind for the weekend. But, even letting Alison ride my cock as Anna rode my face, and then fucking Anna doggy-style while she ate out Alison, didn't quite give me the same amount of relaxation as it normally would have. I still had a sea of woman in bikinis on my mind. And so of course I agreed to Alison's proposal. At that point we were already wearing lounge-wear, with Anna in shorts and a tank top, Alison in boy-shorts and a t-shirt, and myself in a t-shirt and pajama pants. Alison quickly got up and skipped away.
"I'll be right back," Alison happily called from down the hall as she disappeared. Anna squirmed her way behind me on the couch. I moved forward a bit, and she set herself down directly behind me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Yeah you've got to relax," Anna said as she settled back. She worked her hands into my shoulders, massaging where she could.
"Thank you," I sighed out loud as I felt her petite hands work into my muscles, "Yes, I know. This should be fun. But ever since the whole thing started I've just had it on my brain. Like a kid who can't wait for Christmas."
Anna laughed and scratched her nails along my back the way I liked, then she got quiet, "Well the wait will make it all the better when you see my present tomorrow." Anna cheekily stretched out her leg and wrapped it around my waist from behind. I ran my fingers along her smooth calf, admiring her pale skin in the dim light of the lounge. Anna would most definitely be part of the crowd that was only in the sun briefly tomorrow, but I didn't care. As long as she was dressed appropriately.
"Okaaaay," Alison chimed in a high-pitched tone as she hurried back into the room. Anna and I watched as she skipped in, holding a bathrobe tightly across her chest, with only her bare calves and feet sticking out of the bottom. She stopped a few yards from the couch, and looked at Anna and I. "Are you ready?"
