This is a fictional account with everyone over eighteen. Special thanks to my editor.
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The morning was spent on the beach, with Chris and Jennifer getting sun and Megan and me enjoying the waves. By noon, though, Chris and Jennifer had had enough. Despite sunscreen, they were looking pink from two days in the sun. They left the beach to relax back at the house. We didn't want to leave our guests alone, so Megan and I went back after one more quick swim.
Megan held my hand as we walked. We were both still wet and just carrying our blanket and towels. We stopped once we hit hard ground to put our flip flops on before continuing across the road. Megan pulled me close to talk as we walked slowly.
"Last night was wild, watching them have sex on the beach, huh?"
"Incredible," I replied.
"Did it bother you that they watched us too?"
"Ah...no...not really. Maybe a little at first, but not after a while."
"Me too. It was a little upsetting with you paying attention to them and not me, but as I watched them I got really hot, especially with Jennifer smiling at us."
"I know...I got the impression they were comfortable fucking in front of us."
"It's almost like they had before. You think they have...fucked in front of other people before?"
"Maybe, but Chris has never said anything."
We were nearly back to the house. We could see Jennifer and Chris on chairs, having a beer together, in the shade of the front porch. They had been watching us approach.
"They're watching us," I said.
"Maybe they're talking about the same thing right now we are," Megan suggested.
"Could be," I agreed, but then we shut up as we got to the porch.
"Hey, guys," I said.
"Beers?" Jen offered from a cooler by her chair.
"Sure," we said.
There were only two wide-armed, Adirondack style, large wooden chairs on the porch, so to make room Jen sat with her feet between Chris' legs on the seat of his chair and her butt on the arm. With our beers, Megan and I assumed the same position in the chair Jen had vacated. I noticed, and I'm sure Chris did too, that we each had a crotch shot of the other's girl if she parted her legs, as Jen had slightly done. I tried not to be too obvious and waited impatiently for Jen to look away. The temptation to steal looks at her tight and tiny bikini bottoms were too much. It barely covered her lower treasure making it difficult not to look. I shifted my eyes around to avoid being detected and noticed Chris occasionally glancing at the lower half of Megan. Looking down at her legs, I found them to be parted at least as much as Jen's.
The girls were making light conversation about meals to be made or recipes they might want to try while we were here. They seemed completely at ease and unaware of the lack of conversation from Chris and me and the glances we were stealing. The girls seemed to open and close their legs as they emphasized particular points in the conversation. I'm positive Jen saw me, at least once, when she spread her legs apart more than normal. I could clearly make out the camel-toe of her pouty lips beneath the thin strip of material. I know she caught me because when I looked too long and glanced up to her face she was smiling at me as she listened to Megan talk about making spaghetti and meatballs. My meatballs, and my sausage for that matter, were getting excited at the prospects.
When we finished the first beers, Jen got up to get us more from the cooler. As she lifted the lid and retrieved the last four cans, I had a clear shot of her bikini top struggling to container her ample breasts. Her tits hung wonderfully away from her chest like dangling fruit. I wanted nothing more than to cup those two orbs in my big hands. And, I couldn't help think about doing her from behind and pushing deep inside those pouty lips. My cock surged against Megan's leg, the side of her calf strategically pressed against my groin. She looked down at me with a smile as she took our beers from Jen.
Chris and I managed to contribute more to the conversation when the girls started asking us questions about ideas for dinner. I tried, as I think Chris did, to refrain from our lecherous stares. My cock actually softened enough that by the time we'd drained our last beers, I could stand to go get more. The women might have noticed, though, as I caught Jen smiling at me again as Chris and I left the front porch for the garage.
"Wow! The girls are looking super fine in those bikinis, don't you think?" Chris asked as we entered the garage.
"No doubt."
"Jen has great tits, doesn't she?"
"Ah...yeah...I'd say so."
"Megan looks like one of those women track stars with her long, tight legs," Chris observed.
"Yeah, she's got amazing legs. Jen looks great in her bikini, too."
"I know. Sometimes I wish we could be on a nude beach together. Those magnificent tits of hers deserve to be out in the open and not caged in stupid material."
"That would be cool," I agreed, starting to wonder where this was going.
With more beers in hand, we exited the garage to see the women entering the house by the side door into the kitchen. My stomach was demanding attention so I hoped they had lunch in mind. I said so to Chris and he definitely agreed.
We entered the kitchen to find Megan rooting through the refrigerator and Jen opening a loaf of bread. She had the toaster pulled out so it looked like sandwiches were in the offing. Chris and I opened four more beers while the girls worked. Megan handed me lettuce to wash and Chris some tomatoes to cut, while she started to open some cold cuts we had bought.
After lunch, the guys did the clean up while the girls disappeared upstairs. I'd noticed them talking quite animatedly before going up the stairs. Megan seemed to be explaining something funny to Jen and they were both laughing as they ascended the stairs. Chris and I finished the short clean up and headed for the garage for more beer.
"Did you see those two laughing before they went upstairs?" I asked Chris.
"Yes...what do you think that was?"
"Not sure, but looks like they're getting along great."
"Definitely. Jen tells me she thinks Megan is amazingly beautiful and sexy."
"Yeah, Megan told me she thinks Jen is gorgeous."
We opened four beers and went to find the women. As we left the garage the two bikini-clad beauties were coming out the side door. I immediately noticed they were giggling and they had both put their hair in pigtails. Jen had her blonde hair in tails on either side of her face, and Megan's were long and thick, framing her face. They smiled at us as we met in the middle of the backyard.
Chris was the first to comment. "What's up with you two?"
"Megan explained to me how we could entertain you two this afternoon," Jen replied.
"I told her what pigtails on us would mean to Dave," Megan added.
"What?" Chris questioned, looking at me.
"Tell him, Dave," Megan chided.
"She's referring to a couple girls at our high school who used to wear their hair in pigtails a lot. They were somewhat known for giving blowjobs when they wore their hair in pigtails."
"Yeah, and two of them demonstrated their oral skills for Dave," Megan added with a laugh.
"No kidding," Chris replied. "I thought you told me all about high school. I don't remember you mentioning pigtails."
"I may not have mentioned that, but I did tell you about the two of them, Anna and Penny."
