Round Robin
By
Prurientplayer
Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen.
Wouldn't it be great to live in a neighborhood where, unlike a certain community in Minnesota, all the men were well hung and could go for hours, all the women were horny sexpots, and there were no children?
We pick up the action on one random Saturday afternoon...
Tanya
Tanya Givens lay on her back in the chaise lounge, wearing only her bikini bottom, trying to ignore the itch between her legs. She was at her friend Marci's house and they were sunning themselves by Marci's pool. She looked over at her friend, who was similarly attired. They could have been sisters: both about five feet, seven inches tall, with short blond hair and taut toned bodies. Tanya thought her breasts were a little larger than Marci's, but other than that it was hard to tell them apart.
"God, I am
so
horny," said Marci. "I can't wait until Tom gets home." Tom was her husband. The one other difference between them was that Marci wore a wedding ring, having gotten married right after they had graduated from high school.
"You're so lucky," said Tanya. "You only have to wait an hour or two, and you'll have the whole weekend to do each other. Who knows how long I'll have to wait." She and her boyfriend had broken up several weeks ago, and she hadn't had any cock since then.
"He'll come home, and I'll pretend to be asleep out here, and he'll take off his clothes and put that big dick in my mouth..."
"Stop, stop!" Tanya cried. "God, I'm so horny. If I don't get some cock soon I'm gonna go nuts." She sat up. "I'm gonna get a cold drink," she said. "You want one?"
"No, thanks, but go ahead."
Tanya went into Marci's kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. The cool air wafted out and made her nipples get hard. As she bent down to get a bottle of water she felt a pair of hands on her hips and heard a man's voice behind her. "Oh, baby, I love that gorgeous ass of yours." She stood up, and the hands on her hips went to her breasts, squeezing the soft but firm flesh, tweaking her nipples. She turned around.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Tanya. I thought you were Marci." It was Tom, Marci's husband.
"An honest mistake," said Tanya, smiling coyly and rubbing her hand on his erect cock, which was tenting his pants. "I don't mind."
Tom smiled. "That feels good. Maybe sometime we could continue this. But Marci will have to okay it. She out by the pool?"
"Yeah," said Tanya, with a sigh. "I'll get my stuff and go. Give you some privacy."
The two of them walked out to the pool. "Look who I found in the kitchen," said Tanya.
"Hey, baby! I've been waiting for you." Marci stood up, wrapped her arms around Tom's neck, and pulled him close. "Mm," she said, "feels like you're all ready for me." She pressed her hips into his still hard boner.
Tanya put on her bikini top, slipped into her sandals, and grabbed her purse. "You two have fun," she said. "Marci, I'll call you later." She went out the front door and around to the side of the house, where she could peek in through the fence. Tom had taken off his clothes and was standing next to Marci, who was sitting in the chaise lounge, sucking and stroking Tom's cock. "Oh, yeah, baby, just like that," she heard him say.
"Damn!" she said to herself. She went next door to the house where she lived with her mother and her brother Jim, the image of Tom's cock burned into her mind. No one was in the kitchen or the living room. She knew her mother was still at the mall, where she worked on weekends. She headed to her room, where she kept her sex toys. She was going to need at least one orgasm, and right away.
As she walked down the hall toward her room, she heard a noise from behind her brother's closed door. She pushed it open and saw him lying on his bed, one hand holding his tablet and the other stroking his cock, which looked a lot like Tom's, stiff and hard. An idea crept into her head.
"Hey, Jim, what's going on?" she said, smiling.
Jim quickly pulled a sheet over his cock. "Oh. Tanya. I didn't hear you come in. Just, ah, reading my email."
"Yeah, right," she said. "You were watching porn."
"No, really, it's just..."
"Porn."
"Okay, I was watching porn. So what?"
"Lemme see." She grabbed his tablet. A blond woman was bent over a bed being fucked from behind.
"Huh," she snorted. "She turns you on? Shit, even I'm better looking than her." She struck a pose, similar to the actress's.
"Okay, maybe you are," said Jim, unconsciously rubbing his cock, "but she's naked. Not a fair comparison."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, how can I tell if you're better looking if I can't see the goods, you know?"
"Wait," said Tanya, " are you saying you want me to..."
"I'm just saying, you're wearing a bathing suit."
"If you think I'm gonna take off my clothes in front of my brother..."
"Hey, suit yourself," said Jim. "But don't go making claims you aren't willing to back up."
Tanya pretended to think for a minute. "If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you," she said, and with that she took off the top of her bikini.
"Oh my god," said Jim, his hand now actively stroking his rock-hard meat. "Those are the most beautiful tits I've ever seen."
She stared at his cock, which he was no longer trying to hide. "So, you agree? I'm better looking?"
Jim grinned. "Well, you've still got your bottoms on."
"Oh, no. No. Not happening. You're my brother."
"Okay, then." He took the tablet and resumed watching.
"You
promise
you won't tell a soul?" she said.
"I promise. Who would believe me, anyway?"
"Okay, just this once." She slid the bikini bottom down her legs and onto the floor, then assumed the same position as the actress, bent over the bed, legs spread. "Oh, baby," she said, mimicking the actress. "Give me that big cock."
Jim stood up and moved behind her. She felt his hands on her hips, then his cock as he searched for the entrance to her sopping went cunt. He slid into her easily and began thrusting. Perfect, she thought. Now just to keep him from coming until I do.