At 3 a.m. I was wide awake. I had migrated to my room from the shower and had changed into some fresh shorts. I laid in bed thinking about Kristin and Jackie. My dick was half hard just remembering the previous day's events. I decided I needed to get a glass of water and I headed to the kitchen.
The house was quiet. No one seemed to be up and I tippy-toed to the sink. As I sipped my glass of water, I glanced at the downstairs bedrooms. There were three guest bedrooms on the ground level and all three doors were closed. I figured that Jackie, Kristin and the third girl whose name I didn't know had inhabited the rooms for the night.
I sat in the living room sipping my glass of water until curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to know who was sleeping behind these closed doors. Of course my justification to myself was that I merely didn't want to be surprised in the morning by an unfamiliar face, but I knew in my heart that I was really just hoping for another chance to admire Kristin and Jackie's perfect bodies. I decided I would briefly go into each bedroom, starting with the one closest to the kitchen, and see if I could catch a cheap glace of nubile female flesh.
As I entered the room, the light from the living room enlightened the girl's face. She had light brown hair and it was certainly not Jackie or Kristin. As I approached her bed, the floor boards creaked under my weight. I froze in place expecting that she would surely wake up from the audible noise. To my surprise she did not. Nor did she move when I called out, "excuse me," in a low voice. I began to think that, perhaps, she was in a very deep sleep. I shook her on the shoulder but she did not wake.
Next to her bed was a coffee table that was covered in glasses. Some were empty and others half filled, but it appeared as though the girls had thrown a mini party in my absence. The room reeked of booze as did the girl's sweat. I shook her once again trying to determine how fucked up she really was.
The girl lay motionless, unaffected by my advances, she was laying on her back, still in the bikini she was sporting earlier but her bottom half was covered up by a blanket. With each breath, her chest expanded and her large tits rose up and down, tempting my will. I pulled the blanket back so that she was lying uncovered on the mattress in her beach attire. She did not react at all. Her legs were casually folded over one another. I looked her body over and ran my hand from her lower leg, to the tip of her left breast.
"Hey," I whispered audibly in her ear. I didn't want to draw any attention but I wanted to make sure she was out cold. She looked to be about eighteen. Her face was similar to Jackie's and I figured this was probably her sister from the beach. She also shared Jackie's ample bust line. Her large melons were barely contained by the black bikini top. They were perky and plump; the kind of tits that you just want to dive your face into. To be honest, I just wanted a peek.
I could see the faint outline of her semi-hard nipples through her bikini top. My dick was hard in anticipation. I shook her shoulder one last time before reaching behind her motionless neck and undoing the tie. I took a deep breath and removed her top. Her breasts were perfect, even more glorious in their exposed form. Her nipples were a soft pink shade and slightly larger than Jackie's. Her body was quite tan but her tits were milky white in comparison. She had clearly created some noticeable tan lines earlier in the day.