Pool Party with Surf and Turf
An erotic story based on a true event. Names and places have been changed to protect the participant's identities.
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"Can I bring my sister?"
I hesitated, staring at my phone. I didn't know Lyn had a sister.
"Yes of course, the more the merrier," I answered back.
"Great!" Lyn exclaimed, "See you on Friday."
Friday evening would become exciting. My folks were out of town and my hot friend Lyn was all up for a BBQ feast and hopefully much more. We met a few years ago and had enjoyed a spicy on-and-off relationship ever since. I loved that women. She was a hot black beauty from L.A. and I was a horny middle aged vanilla dude living in a boring Foothill community. She told me she had just brought herself a new swimsuit and wanted to show it off in my pool. The thoughts of Lyn finally dipping her amazing curves into my house's in ground swimming pool warmed my heart and made my little friend twitch and throb in anticipation. On previous occasions she had always avoided the water, making me wonder if she even knew how to swim.
'WE WANT STEAK'
The message flashed up on my cell while I was attending a late Friday afternoon business meeting.
"Come on guys," I said to my colleagues, "we need to wrap this up, I got other things to work on today."
Slightly irritated my coworker finished his power point presentation and we wished each other a nice weekend. I locked my office, rushed to the parking lot and drove to the nearby Costco. Champagne bottles, pealed shrimps, lettuce, cocktail sauce, steaks, corn on the cob, ice cream, and other goodies poured into the shopping cart.
'DID YOU GET SHRIMP?'
I knew she would text that next, and I replied with a delighted, 'YES OF COURSE BABE'.
We were all set for a feast.
Nervously watching the clock, I was wondering how Lyn's sister would look like and what her take on Lyn and my F-buddy-like relationship would be.
Did her family know? Would she have an issue regarding our mixed race relationship?
Assuming that L.A. traffic would be terrible on a Friday afternoon, I slowly started serving the table. I placed a bowl of freshly washed grapes from the garden, nicely laid out plates, napkins, and silverware, A1 source, and started preparing the shrimp cocktails.
The door knocked. I opened and two amazingly beautiful ladies swayed inside.
"This is Renée." Lyn introduced us with a big smile.
"Pleasure to meet you!" I exclaimed, followed by a stupid "Wow, you don't look similar at all."
Renée gave me a slightly perplexed look. Then it got me. Lyn did not mean she was her sister, she had meant 'a sister..'
Renée seemed a little older than Lyn. She had natural curly dark hair, while Lyn was wearing one of her stylish new wigs with flat ironed dark sexy looking hair. Lyn loved wearing those wigs.
Each wig gave her a somewhat different but seductive look, which I thought was hot, and likewise a little confusing for me. I would probably have a hard time recognizing her at a chance encounter on the street, outside of an anticipated get together. Lyn and Renée turned out to be best friends who were living nearby to each other.
"Something to drink? You must be exhausted from that bumper-to-bumper ride on the freeway," I asked.
"Sure, bring it outside. Renée and I need to cool off first," Lyn replied.
I rushed to the freezer, grabbed an ice cold champagne bottle and popped the cork.
While filling the glasses I glanced over to the two beauties who had just started changing in the living room. After stripping down to their underwear, they disappeared into the bath room.
'What a bummer,' I thought.
A minute later, Lyn emerged in a beautiful white two-piece bikini with a colorful flower pattern and Renée in an elegant single piece black spandex swimsuit. They slipped through the patio door and moved towards the pool area behind the house.
Time to get my trunks on. I hurried into the bedroom, changed quickly into a pair of swimming trunks, grabbed a tray and carried the champagne glasses outside.
Lyn was already in the pool. Standing at the shallow end, the water just barely reached above her well rounded hips.
"Come on in!" She demanded.
Reneé smiled back, sitting on the hollywood swing,
"Let me see what Marcus got us to drink," she said.
"Here", passing a glass to Renée.
"Cheers and thanks for coming along with sister Lyn!"
Both giggled.
I handed a second champagne glass to Lyn and sat down with the third next to Renée, who had started rolling some greenish powder into a tobacco wrapper.
Renée grinned at me. "Nice place you have."
I thanked her and noted a bluish greenish tattoo writing on her dark brown left shoulder.
"Does this really say Big Mac? Or am I reading this wrong?" I inquired with curiosity.
"Yeah, my cousin keeps calling me that."
That's funny I thought, she wasn't particularly big at all. Her statute was average, about 5 feet tall, with some nice and possibly perky boobs hidden inside that one-piece swim suit.
Suppressing my laughter I responded, "That's really charming of your cousin."
"Nah, that's a long story..." Big Mac continued explaining while lighting up her joint.
"Marcus, come join me," Lyn's voice demanded from the pool.
I got up and slowly step down the stairs into the cool water.
"Brrr. Can't believe it feels so wet," I uttered while Lyn grabbed my arm, pulling me towards her.
"Hmmmm.. you are soooo pretty," I said, softly kissing Lyn on her cheek.
"Hey, what's that?" Lyn complained, pulling me all the way into the water.
Splashing, and half submerged Lyn pulled my face towards hers and instantly locked her lips onto mine in an awesome hot lover's kiss.
"I like your bikini! Very hot," I managed to mumble.
"Thank you, sweetheart. Glad you like it," she countered, giving me a wild sexy look, all knowing that I would rather like to see her without any type of clothing at all.
"Hmmm, I am really hungry." Lyn remarked after I emerged from a quick dive to the bottom of the pool's deep end.
"Yes, it is time to get the grill started," I agreed and climbed out.
I quickly toweled off and proceeded to the grill in the patio that connects to the pool area. I lit the gas, warmed the gill up and then placed the corn cobs and some asparagus, all neatly wrapped in aluminum foil, onto the cast iron grids.
"First the veggies and then the meat," I commented to myself.
Meanwhile, I could hear Lyn and Big Mac chatting lively from the pool area. Then some splashing and some laughter.
The hot afternoon sun was about to set.
"Maaaaarcus, how is the food coming along?"
I walked back towards the pool, were a pleasant surprise was enfolding in front of my eyes:
Both Lyn and Big Mac were now splashing in the water. Their swimwear was lying next to the pool on its rocky embankment.
"Holy smokes!" I remarked in excitement.
My lady friends giggled back.
Quickly, I ran back to the grill, set the flame onto the lowest level possible and rushed back to the water.
Without further delay I slid into the pool, remarking "What a great sunset!".
"Yeah, it's so nice in here," it came back from Lyn.
My boner began pressing hard against the fabric of my trunks.
To hell with it, I strove them off. Two pairs of beautiful tan skinned breasts wiggled around me. In one swift stroke I pushed myself towards Lyn, which caused the water to splash a little.
"Hey, I can't get my hair wet!" Lyn announced with dismay.
"Oh sorry," I apologized, while snuggling up to her from the side.
Her soft skin felt so good and warm in the cool water. I hugged her and her wonderfully rounded breasts slid across my hairy chest. Lyn giggled and pushed me off.
"Renée, come here! I am sure he wants to see your boobs up close." Lyn called her over.
Big Mac shyly approached, presenting her jolly chest, while leaning her back against the pool wall.
My gorgeous hot friends were now standing just a foot next to each other, and with a single push of my legs, I drifted in between.
