A funny thing happened. I intended to write "just" another erotic story, using a theme that appealed to me. But somewhere along the line, I fell in love with my heroines! The result is a story longer than I envisioned, and a tone very different than I intended. I considered putting this into the "Romance" category rather than "Group Sex" because of the way it has affected me. I hope some of you will derive the pleasure from reading it that I felt when writing it. "Wednesday" and "Friday" are my favorite chapters.
And I would love your feedback. TC5
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Charli and I have been together about 5 years now. We met and quickly found out we were very compatible, particularly in bed. Basically we both have a great appetite for sex, and are certainly not shy about letting each other know what we like.
Besides that, I am what some would call "well equipped". I have a very large cock. While most men probably dream about having my size, many women can't handle it, or don't want to deal with it. It has been both blessing and curse. Charli loves it and we are a perfect fit, even though it did take her a while to adjust to me.
Charli moved into my house very soon after we met. Over the years we grew closer, and I think you might say we feel we're in love. The question of marriage has never entered the picture because Charli is quite a few years older than I, and there is always the question of what will happen as we age.
Charli has a daughter, Nikki, who was 22 and a bubblegum snapping kid when we met, but now she's 27, and has grown into quite a woman. She had moved out of Charli's apartment just before we met, and that left Charli free to do just about anything. Nikki moved to an apartment with her girlfriend, Kat, and they have been there ever since. Nikki comes over to see Charli pretty often, but there is no problem between us, and I think she's glad Charli has someone, especially since I'm not a threat to become a step-dad.
Over the last year though, things have changed. Charli seems to have lost a lot of her sexual appetite, and now it's more like once a week than twice a night. She's a sales rep for a big company downtown, and she goes on frequent trips for the company. We used to spend the night fucking each other's brains out, both before she left and as soon as she got home. Now she needs some rest the night before, and a day or two after. She's not really that old, 51, and I'm 45, so I am a little disappointed that age has seemed to catch up to her so quickly. Still, she's a great friend and I feel very close to her.
Shortly after I noticed the change in Charli, I noticed Nikki started coming to the house a bit more often. She has always come in the summer and used the pool, a good thing since it has never really been either my thing or Charli's. Before, Nikki came over once or twice a week, but now it's two or three times plus the weekends. Usually she just barges into the house, changes in the spare bedroom and heads for the pool.
Big difference in her suits now, they used to be one piece or even tank top and shorts, lately the bikinis have been getting smaller and smaller. But I'm not sorry about that change, she's really worth looking at, and I do. Once in a while her roommate, Kat comes for a swim too, and she's not bad either, though she doesn't have nearly Nikki's figure.
In the winter Nikki just comes over and chats with Charli for a while in the kitchen, and sometimes I join them. This past winter, though, Nikki came over two or 3 times a week even when Charli was on a trip, and spent a couple of hours talking with me and watching TV. Seems Kat had a boyfriend for a while, and they wanted to be alone. I think that's over now, though.
Monday
Charli left for Atlanta last night, so it's pretty quiet in here right now. I just got home, and was working on some stuff for my office till I got bored. I see too much of that crap all day. This is about the time Nikki usually shows up, and sure enough, I just heard a car door slam. Oh well, it's a hot sunny day.
As usual she bounces in with a "Hi, Don", and heads for the bedroom. I always make sure I'm watching when she comes out, to see what the "suit du jour" is.
Wow! I wasn't ready for this! The tiny suit she's almost wearing is pale tan, and hardly covers a thing. First thought, "I'm really glad I put in that privacy fence." Second thought, "This girl is a real piece of ass!" Well ok, so maybe that wasn't the order. Either way, it's enough for me to really feel more than a little reaction, and I don't want her to see the swelling between my legs. She has prompted a little arousal before, sometimes on purpose, I suspected, but nothing like this.
On her way through she stops and twirls, "What do you think, Don? Its brand new, do you like it?"
I can't help myself, "I'm not sure if I like the part that's there better, or the part that's not!"
I am forcefully reminded of something I already knew, this girl is built just like Charli would have been 25 years ago, and charli's a brick outhouse now!
"Woohoo, Don," she giggles, "now I'm glad about the part that's not!" as she pushes open the door wall to the back yard. She's almost gone, when she turns and says, "Hey, why don't you come for a swim? It's beautiful out here, and it's not as much fun swimming alone.
She waits for an answer as I think for a second. "Not a bad idea, I'm not getting any work done here. I'll give it a thought."
The door closes, and she's gone, leaving me to wonder, "What the hell did I just say?" But worst of all, I know I meant it! The thought that's going through my head is, "Hey, you asshole, that's Charli's daughter. Don't go looking for trouble 'cuz you just might find it!" But then, "Charli and I aren't married and Nikki and I aren't related. Basically we are just friends. A little eye candy won't hurt if I can keep "this" under control. And you know you wanna."
Five minutes later I'm walking out the door in a pair of cutoff jeans. I have trunks, but the cutoffs might hide "this" a little better. Nikki has already had her first dip, and is laying out on one of the chaises. Pretending I'm not looking, I walk past her and jump into the pool.
"Hey, you mean bastard! You got me wet!"
When I turn around and look up, she's standing on the edge of the pool, hands on hips, but with a big smile on her face. This is a great excuse to just look, and I see more than I bargained for. Her suit isn't dry yet, and I can see right through it! Dark nipples, very erect, and a patch of black hair just above her pussy, which the suit is clinging to in a beautiful camel toe. To keep from stuttering, I say nothing.
"First time I've seen you in the water in years, Don, but I'm glad you decided to give it a try."
With that, she jumps in next to me, and when she comes up, after wiping her face and pushing her hair back, she immediately clings to me.