The Place
(Part 2 of an Erotic Novella by Erik Schoen)
Erin's Prize
While the other girls are drying themselves, Erin grabs a towel and comes to me, announcing, "I'm claiming my prize for winning the volleyball tournament- a night with Mr. Steve. I am his, and he is mine, starting right now and I don't have to share him until tomorrow. I also insist that you three girls pick up my chores from now until you serve us breakfast tomorrow morning."
I hear the collective groans of the others. At that, Erin kneels and starts towel drying me. My body responds in its usual way making it easier for her to dry my dick and balls.
Erin hands me the towel and nods toward a nearby chaise, indicating that I should sit to dry her magnificent body.
I start with her feet and she obliges by lifting one foot onto my knee, bracing herself with one hand on my shoulder. The feeling of her double touch is electric. I dry her lifted calf and thigh and lightly rub her pussy and pubic hair also. I sense that my touch affects her too, as she opens her legs and gently thrusts her hips towards me.
This close - eye level! - I have the chance to get a good look at Erin's nether region- She.Is.Perfect! She has a prominent pubic mound accentuated by her patch of hair. She is smooth as silk wherever her pubic hair has been removed. Her large labia extend an inch below her pussy, forming an inverted V. I have a strong urge to lean in and inhale her scent.
"My other leg still needs drying if you can break your gaze, Sir," Erin says playfully.
I snap out of my trance as she turns away from me and lifts her other foot onto my thigh. This position allows me to dry her leg and admire her lovely ass. As I dry her cheeks, Erin leans forward so that I can dry her butt crack, as well. She is smooth- no hair at all- around her anus.
"How do you keep yourself so smooth down here?" I ask.
"We shave each other often," is her casual response. "Another person can always do a better job shaving you down there than you can do yourself. It's a fun time. Maybe we'll teach you how to shave us and then let you do it to all of us. Do you think you'd would enjoy that?"
"Yes, I do think I'd like that" and my cock twitches in agreement.
Moving up her body, I dry first her back and then her belly and breasts. I'm very cautious around her pierced nipples- afraid I might hurt them.
"They're not delicate, Sir," Erin says, "The jewelry doesn't hurt, so long as you don't snag it with a loose towel thread and pull it. The 'barbells' hold my nipples somewhat erect and make them more responsive to stimulation. Do you like them?"
I nod and say, "I think they are so hot. I'm curious, though, how do you remove them?"
"Here," she says, "just hold the one end and unscrew the other."
As I do what Erin says, the barbell comes apart and slides out of her nipple. I'm enchanted.
"You'll need to be familiar with how they work, so please go ahead and put it back in," Erin says.
I do it and it's simple. "OK, that's cool and yet SO HOT!" realizing immediately the contradiction of my words.
While we are busy drying each other, the girls take up spots on chaise lounges in the sun where they can watch us.
When we are both dry, I tell Erin that I need to seek some shade because my skin is not used to the sun. She agrees, but also insists on applying protective lotion to me and asks if I'd be willing to reciprocate. Oh, I'd love to! This gives both of us another opportunity to explore each other's bodies.
Erin applies a lot of lotion to my cock and balls, using the excuse that those areas are most susceptible to sunburn. I am in full-hard-on mode when she is done. Turnabout being fair play, I rub an extra amount of lotion onto her pussy lips, making sure to get some into each of the folds in her vulva.
Erin commandeers a double chaise and drags it into the shade. She spreads out our beach towels on the chaise and we lay down side-by-side.
Erin rolls towards me and whispers, "I don't want to sound too demanding but, do you think you can come at least twice tonight?"
I tell her, "Yes, once for sure, twice is very likely and maybe a third time before breakfast."
She beams a smile and reaches for my cock. Holding it fairly tight she tenses and relaxes her grip, sending shock waves through my body and making me twitch uncontrollably.
"I want to kiss you. May I?" I ask Erin.
"Sir, we need to come to an understanding: I am yours to kiss, hug, hold, fondle, lick, suck, rub, screw, and come on from now through breakfast tomorrow. Sir, you don't need permission. I.Am.Yours! And anyway, you've already dried my body and liberally rubbed lotion onto my pussy."
"Erin, this is a bit intimidating for me," I say quietly.
"Why? Wait, can the others hear this too?" she responds.
"Sure, I'd like to get it out into the open."
Erin calls the other girls over and they all sit around the edges of our chaise. "Girls, Sir feels intimidated. We should know why, so we can help him," Erin announces.
"Erin's right, I feel like I'm not enough, not up to the expectations. I'm just one average guy with average, how shall I say, dimensions. You are four of the most beautiful, sexy babes I ever laid eyes on and every one of you is out of my league. How can I possibly satisfy the needs of all four of you?" I plead. "I'm am also worried that I might get one of you pregnant."