The girls played for a while in the pool, splashing each other, tossing a beachball around, squealing whenever it collided with their supple, sparkling bodies, and climbing up the ladder to dive back in again. After a while Alexandra climbed out of the pool, throwing her wet hair back as droplets of water cascaded down her bouncing cleavage. “Jessica, I forgot to put on sunscreen– I’m going to see if your dad has any.”
Jessica beamed. Her plan was about to unfold. Alexandra winked at her as she sidled into the house, giving her ass an extra little bulge with each footfall. She went inside and found Mr. Alba hurriedly pretending that he had been washing dishes the whole time. “Mr. Alba,” she pouted, using her best naïve schoolgirl voice and thrusting her tits out as she spoke, “I forgot to put on sunscreen before I got here. You wouldn’t have any, would you?”
“Of course, uh, Alexandra, I’ve got some sunscreen right in here.” He went into the bathroom and returned with a bottle. She thanked him and took the sunscreen, held it upside down above her ample chest, then squirted the bottle as hard as she could. The creamy, white liquid splattered over her bulging tits and poured into her cleavage as she gave the bottle back to him and began to rub it in, squeezing and massaging her shiny, slippery breasts and looking him lustfully in the eye. Her hands slipped under her bikini as she rubbed sunscreen across her nipples, bringing them ever closer into Mr. Alba’s view but keeping her palms perfectly placed to prevent any nip slips. He wasn’t sure why she needed sunscreen under there, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to ask questions.
“Mmm…thank you Mr. Alba,” she said, every bit the seductress. “Do you think you could do me in the back? I can’t reach.” Alexandra’s innuendo was not lost on him, particularly as she walked over to the glass door and bent forward at the waist to emphasize her point, wiggling her round, thong-clad ass in his direction and holding the sunscreen out for him. He took it from her hand with his mouth still agape, and he might have drooled a little bit staring at her ass. He squirted some sunscreen in ropes across her lower back and rubbed it forcefully across her tantalizing flesh, manhandling her as much as could pass for massage, rubbing closer and closer to her pleading holes.
“Don’t forget to do my ass,” Alexandra whispered. She wasn’t sure he was taking the hint. She casually looked back out at the pool, trying to catch Jessica’s eye. She felt Mr. Alba’s hands leave her back, vaguely heard him mutter “fuck it,” and, without warning, felt his huge, raging cock ram its way inside her slippery, gorgeous ass in one stroke. It was her turn to hang her mouth open in surprise. She was expecting more foreplay– he hadn’t even given her the chance to take off her hot little thong, and was now using the tiny piece of stretch fabric like a makeshift condom. It was stretched taught and dug deep into her pussy lips while he pushed it as far as it would go up her warm, constricting asshole. The thong suddenly snapped on her pussy before quickly disappearing into her ravaged backdoor, and Mr. Alba’s pace didn’t even waver. He grabbed her excuse for a top and snapped the string between her cleavage before slamming her against the sliding door, flattening her massive, creamy tits against the glass as her bikini top fell to the ground in tatters.
“Mr. Alba!” she said, staying in character. “What are you doing? Why are you…”
“I don’t know what my little baby promised you for doing this,” Mr. Alba grunted, “but you gorgeous fucking sluts need this more than anything in the fucking world, and I am not about to stand in your way.” He continued to ram her tight, sweet asshole, stuffing her back entrance for what he assumed was not her first time, and what he knew unequivocally wouldn’t be her last.
“Mr. Alba, please, I just wanted some sunscreen!” She pressed her hands against the glass and turned her head around to look at him. As much as she continued to keep up the façade with her words, her true intent was written in her salacious, stony blue eyes and on her parted doll lips, doing everything they could to hold back moans of pleasure.
“You want some sunscreen? I’ll give you some fucking sunscreen you little whore!” He grabbed the bottle and, after briefly pulling out of her so that only the throbbing, purple head of his dick remained inside, coated his shaft with SPF 30. Mr. Alba pulled the destroyed bikini bottom out of her ass and slammed back in balls-deep with one stroke. The spongy walls of her ass could no longer provide any friction to his animalistic assault, and now he pumped her with renewed vigor. He was able to go at least twice as fast from the added lubrication, and she was now moaning loudly with each of his rough, forceful penetrations.
This gave him an idea, so he took the scrunched up, ass-fucked bikini bottom tatters and stuffed them into her warm, moaning mouth as a makeshift gag, then grabbed his belt and stuck it between her teeth like a horse’s bit. Pulling back on both ends, he found he had prevented her from doing more than muffled moaning with her slutty little mouth. Dropping the belt, he grabbed the sunscreen bottle again and upended it onto her jiggling tits, making them even shinier and slipperier as they continued to balloon against the glass. He reached around and rubbed it into her gorgeous breasts, squeezing them hard, pinching her nipples between his fingers and enjoying every inch of her tits’ fleshy delights. As she moaned and took her fucking like a top-notch whore, Alexandra looked out at the pool and made eye-contact with Jessica. She pressed her cocksucker lips against the glass and blew Jessica a kiss, who grinned back, watching her friend’s hard nipples wiggle against the glass to the rhythm of her Daddy’s thrusts.
***
Katy Perry surfaced and hoisted her ass onto the edge of the pool, jiggling beautifully in the process. Water rained down from the peaks of her breasts and ran down her curvy, creamy thighs. “Give me just a sec, girls. I’m gonna get some sunscreen as well.” From her vantage point, there was a large hedge blocking her view of the glass door, but Jessica and Jennifer, who were both still in the pool, could see everything. Worried her plan was in jeopardy, Jessica began trying to coax Katy back.
“C’mon Katy…it’s not that sunny…a little tan won’t hurt…” It was no use– Katy was still walking closer and closer to the screen door. She was feet away when Jessica abruptly shouted “Heads up!” and threw the beach ball at Katy as a last-ditch attempt to distract her. Katy whipped around just as it bounced off her pretty face, rolling away towards the door. She giggled and ran after it, stopping directly in front of the door. She bent down to pick it up, sticking her ass in the air, and when she stood up she froze at the sight before her. Alexandra was pressed up against the other side of the glass, naked, and she was getting violently fucked by none other than Mr. Alba! And what was more, Katy could clearly see her pulsing pussy gushing against the glass, which meant that Mr. Alba was fucking her up the butt!
Katy stood there in silence for a moment, open-mouthed. Mr. Alba noticed from the other side of the door. “What’s this slut’s problem?” he asked Alexandra, who only groaned through the belt-gag in response. “Wasn’t she…ohhh, my clever little baby…She brought me a hot little virgin to fuck, didn’t she! That piece of ass doesn’t even know why she’s here! Ohh…Jess knows I like it best when I can convert ‘em!”
Mr. Alba tapped on the window as he continued to punishingly stretch Alexandra’s asshole, slamming her tits against the glass harder and harder with each thrust. “Hey there, baby! Do you want a turn in a minute? Daddy’s almost done with this little slut, and then you next, ok?” Katy stared in shock, and Mr. Alba laughed. Alexandra also cracked a smile as best she could through the belt.
“Now what about the other one?” Mr. Alba asked Alexandra. “That real bombshell…the blonde. Is she in on it?” She tried to respond but it came out as muffled, thirsty nonsense. He planted a sharp spank on her ass and she moaned, leaning further forward and bloating her breasts even more against the glass. As much as Mr. Alba wanted an answer, he loved the idea of Alexandra unable to speak as he pulled back on the makeshift gag, and he refused to loosen his grip. She began to pump her ass up and down on his big, throbbing dick, effectively twerking on his cock, creating an even more pleasurable experience now that they were both grinding into each other.
Katy was trying to put together words. “Jessica, your dad is…with Alex…they’re…” Then out of nowhere, Jennifer appeared behind Katy and put one arm on her shoulder.
“Shh, Katy, it’s not a big deal…” Jennifer said, starting to massage Katy’s back.
“What…what are you talking about? Yes it is!” Katy protested.
“Shh…it’s alright…it will feel good, I promise…”
“What will feel good? Jennifer what are you…”
Just then Jennifer’s hands reached around and gave Katy’s huge tits a slow, hard squeeze. “Jen!” Katy hissed. “What’s going on? I…”
“Shh…” Jennifer whispered, and began to gently nibble Katy’s neck.
“I…I…ohhhhh yeahhhhh,” Katy moaned breathlessly, unable to hide the pleasure she was experiencing. “Jen, I…I please…”
“Just go with it. It’s what all the cool kids do.”
“Have…have sex with their friends’ dads?”
“Well, maybe we can ease you into it. You don’t have to start with Mister Anaconda over there. How about you and I get to know each other a little better first?” Without waiting for an answer, Jennifer slipped her hands underneath Katy’s straining bikini cups and started to massage her heaving tits. She squeezed harder this time, pulling another moan from Katy’s fuckable little mouth. “That’s it, baby,” Jennifer said. “Now we’re getting you warmed up.” She let one hand drop from Katy’s breasts to snake around behind. Katy yelped when Jennifer abruptly pinched her firm, gorgeous ass. “You don’t like that?” Jennifer asked, feigning concern. “Let’s try something else.” She pressed her hand into the pop star’s thigh gap, rubbing gently against the thin material above. Katy began to moan even louder, convulsing and bucking her hips against Jennifer’s wandering fingers.
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