Interlude
James, summer of 2002
I got out of bed carefully as Veronica snoozed away beside me. Her first night at the lake and she hadn't even stayed in her rented cabin. Neither had her sister Cynthia.
Cynthia was no longer in my bed, and I assumed she'd gone to the sofa after falling asleep packed tight into my bed, but she wasn't in the living room either. I stepped into the bathroom to pee and found Cynthia naked on the toilet. She smiled up at me and my cock immediately started to stand up, and she spread her legs wider than they needed to be and I watched the pee flow out of her.
"Sorry to walk in on you," I said. "You left the door open." I didn't look away or make any effort to leave.
"You saw all this last night anyway," she said. "And you're going to see a lot more of it this weekend I think. Veronica likes you."
My breath caught in my chest. I liked her too, and not just because she was drop-dead gorgeous and an incredible fuck. We'd had a great dinner of pork chops (I cooked) and salad (they brought), and I'd fallen in love with her sometime during our first glasses of wine. She was divorced, a mom of an eighteen-year-old daughter who was about to graduate high school and go off to college. She was smart and funny and beautiful, and I kept forgetting that it wasn't just the two of us, although if Cynthia noticed or cared, she didn't let on.
Veronica had made the first move, grabbing my cock in my shorts under the table and then leaning in to kiss me right after our meal. When Cynthia had returned from the bathroom she found her sister sucking my cock and had responded, to my shock and delight, by taking off her shirt.
"Holy shit he's even bigger than your cable guy yesterday!" Cynthia had said. They hadn't explained, other than to say it was Cynthia's birthday weekend, and would I mind if she had some too. It was a delightfully twisted experience, but they were about my age, no more than a year or two on either side of forty, and we were all grown-ups. Sisters sucking my cock together turned into sisters riding my cock and tongue.
"It's too bad you two are only here for the weekend," I said as Cynthia wiped and flushed.
I wasn't quite all the way erect yet, and I was able to empty my bladder while Cynthia watched. Fair is fair. But we didn't do anything besides be naked around each other.
"I'm going for a run," Cynthia said as she gathered last night's clothes off my living room floor. "I bet if you throw together some breakfast Veronica will wake up feeling grateful."
She kissed me and grabbed my semi-hard cock. "Thanks for fucking me so good last night," she said.
I made eggs and bacon, and Veronica woke up smiling and came to the kitchen naked and we ate and then we fucked, and we saw Cynthia return from her run and go into the rental cabin to shower while we were fucking on my three-season porch facing the lake, Barbara pulled up in her new boat and waved at us as Veronica bounced up and down on my cock and her big tits bounced up and down on her chest.
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Chapter 4
Will, at the bachelor party, Friday, 5pm
Laura and I walked out on to the patio to applause and cheering. We'd rinsed off together in the shower and I'd put my swimming shorts back on and she'd donned a skimpy bikini and covered up with white linen sundress through which was visible the bright purple cups of her bikini top.
"Sounds like you two worked everything out," Sabrina laughed as she hugged her friend. The two busty blondes embracing sent a little jolt of pleasure through my body when their big tits pressed together.
"We might need one or two more rounds before this weekend is over," Laura said.
"That would be just fine with me," I said.
I greeted her sisters with hugs. Courtney was three years older and the only brunette in the family, counting all three sisters and their mom. I'd been to Laura's parents' house for exactly two family dinners, and we'd had a couple movie nights at Courtney's apartment, but her younger sister Britney had only been seventeen and living in her childhood bedroom still. She was nineteen now and just as beautiful as her sisters, with hair a lighter blonde than Laura's. She was a bit shorter than her older sisters with bigger boobs and butt. Both of them pressed their bikini-clad tits into my bare chest and held their hugs longer than they needed to.
"Good job up there," Britney said with a giggle.
Of the remaining three of Laura's friends, one I had met when we dated, but only briefly. Nicole had been Laura's neighbor and best friend growing up. She was tall and slender, with wonderful smooth dark brown skin, thick curly black hair and a dazzling white smile. She greeted me with a quicker hug than Laura's sisters had, but it was still nice. The smell of her lotion in particular left me wanting more, as did the view of her plump meaty ass eating up most of the material of her bikini bottoms as she walked away.
Stephanie and Amanda were more recent friends of Laura's since her move. Stephanie had an olive Mediterranean complexion and straight black hair, and Amanda was a pale busty redhead with a nice big butt.
After shaking their hands and committing their names to memory I introduced Laura to Jack's crew.
"Hello, Jack," Laura said, beaming up at him before giving him a big hug. "So great to see you again, and congratulations. You and Sophie must be so happy."
"We really are," he said, hugging her back. "And congrats to you and your man, too. Getting married next weekend?"
"Right here on the beach," Laura said.
"You look amazing," Jack said. "I'm really glad we're spending this weekend together."
I introduced her to Todd, Robert, Simon, Connor and Leo. Our whole crew.