[about two months after " Trading with Heather "]
It was a nice warm day today and I decided to do some sunbathing, so I put on my aqua-colored bikini swim trunks and carried my lounge chair into a secluded place way in the back of my yard, down near the lake. I like the privacy, but I was also half hoping that Heather [the young girl next door], would pass by on her way to the lake, since we have been flirting a bit lately, when her folks aren't around. Sure enough, half-hour or so later I heard a sound, but it was two girlish voices! I turned to look and saw Heather coming with a friend, both clad in bikinis and carrying rafts. I waved and she answered, "Hi John!"
As they came up to my lounge chair I leaned up on my elbows to talk to them.
Heather looked me over and said, "You look comfortable."
"This is my secret retreat."
"Well, don't let us disturb you; we are just headed for the lake."
"No problem, the pleasure is all mine," I said, looking her up and down. "Who's your friend?"
"I'm sorry, this is Virginia. She's staying with me for a couple of days. Virginia, meet John, our next door neighbor."
We smiled and exchanged greetings. She seemed a little embarrassed; while Heather and I talked, I noticed that Virginia kept glancing at my crotch then looking away. My cock and balls were sitting in a generous lump on top of my thighs, and I knew that the rim of my cock head was visible though the elastic fabric. A long tuft of crotch hair was sticking out on each side. I could also feel my cock beginning to swell a little.
Heather's bikini was pale orange, which accented her red hair. The skimpy panties were quite low and rode low under her slightly pudgy tummy. Her top was two triangles that inadequately covered her firm, round tits. Certainly they covered her nipples and then some, but they left quite a bit of well-tanned roundness visible on all sides.
"Is that a new suit?" I asked, to justify my ogling.
"This? No, I had this over a year ago. It's been so long you've probably forgotten it. But it was the only one I could find in my messy room. It hardly even fits anymore, I've grown so much the past year!"
At that, she tugged on the corners of the triangles to stretch them a little more over her tits.
"Do you think it looks OK?" she asked, with a mock innocent smile.
I cleared my throat and said, "Ahh, I think it looks juuust fine!"
She laughed and, pointing to my crotch, said, "I don't think I've seen that suit before." She stared long and hard at my stiffening dick, which was swelling into a thick arc.
"It's good for sunbathing," I said. "I don't usually wear it in public. Wouldn't want to cause a riot, you know!"
Heather laughed and nudged Virginia. "What do you think Virginia? You think he would cause a riot?"
Virginia was forced to look at my dick, which was now a hard, thick cucumber in my trunks. She laughed nervously and said, "Maybe." Suddenly she caught herself staring and looked away again, but Heather had no such qualms.
"Mind if we share your special place for a bit?" she asked.
"Delighted!" I replied.
Heather spread her towel on the ground and sat cross-legged facing me. I thought I might see straight up her pussy, but the narrow strap between her legs managed to cover her crack, although it seemed on the verge of sinking between her fleshy lips. She obviously wasn't concerned about a bikini cut, because there was plenty of thin, fine pussy hair to see. She did not seem in the slightest ashamed, although Virginia looked away with embarrassment, and even I was reluctant to stare. Poor Virginia! She didn't seem to know where to look!
Virginia also spread a towel and sat, but more modestly. She sat on the side of her hip and kept her thighs together. However, she couldn't hide the fact that she had soft, generous boobs. Her top was not skimpy, but the elastic was a little loose, and let her boobs jiggle nicely. I could just make out her nipples thought the thin, satiny fabric. Virginia has a bit of baby fat on her, but is still quite seductive. Her navel is deeply embedded in a softly rounded tummy. I tried to ogle her on the sly, because I didn't want to embarrass her.
I asked a little more about Virginia, where she was from, how she knew Heather, that sort of thing. All the time I kept ogling Heather. Her bikini bottom seemed in danger of slipping up her cunt between her swollen lips, but she didn't seem bothered by it. She even kind of bounced her knees from time to time, like she was trying to help her panties to slide into her pussy. Her pointy nipples were stiff under the small orange triangles, and I had no trouble remembering how they looked when they were bare.
Although I probably couldn't have prevented it if I had tried, I intentionally pumped my dick from time to time, and Heather definitely noticed; she even smiled a little. Virginia mostly looked elsewhere.
"So," Heather began, "I guess you don't think I should retire my old suit."
"Hardly," I said. "In fact I'm hoping I get to see how you look in it next year."
"You're just horny; you're hoping my boobs will pop out."
"Maybe," I agreed. "Anything wrong with that?"
"Well, don't get your hopes up," she laughed.
"You'll be bigger next summer."
"Maybe," she shrugged, "but better be careful you don't pop out yourself. It wouldn't be the first time you've had an 'accident', you know," she added, looking intently into my eyes.
"Ah, yes, well,..." I could feel myself blushing. "That was partly your fault, you know!"
"Don't blame your lack of control on me!" she laughed. "Come on, Virginia, let's have a dip, and let John take care of his 'problem' in private."
Virginia said nothing, but scrambled up, grabbing her towel, obviously relieved that the conversation was over. We all stood up, but when Heather did so, the middle of her bikini just about disappeared in her crack. "Excuse me!" she said cheerfully, as she pulled it out and let it snap back against her mound.
"Can I be of assistance?" I managed to get out.
She nodded toward my crotch and said, "You take care of your own equipment, and I'll take care of mine!"
"OK," I sighed, and tugged up on my trunks, which just about made Virginia faint. Heather readjusted her inadequate bikini top, which caused me to stiffen completely again, so more adjustments were necessary on my part. Then they headed down to the lake, which is only about ten yards beyond where I was sunbathing.
Soon Heather was in the water swimming, but Virginia was working on pumping up her raft. Heather called to her, "What's taking so long?"
"I can't get this stupid pump to work," Virginia called back.
"John, can you help her?"
"Sure," I said, and went over to Virginia. She was sitting with the pump in front of her, and I squatted on my haunches opposite her. My thighs were spread so that my bulge was sticking out in plain view. The hairy skin of my balls were also starting to show at my trunk's legs. She became very flustered, but I ignored it while I talked about the pump and worked on it.
It took a while. I talked, but she didn't have much to say. I did notice that she kept her eyes glued on my dick, which pleased me no end and kept me very stiff. I wonder what she was thinking? Maybe she has never seen a cock before. She seems awfully naive.
As my dick reached its full length and hardness, it held out the crotch of my trunks more, allowing my balls to hang out further. At one point I glanced down and saw that my left ball was hanging almost completely out! But I just left it there, because I figured if I did something about it, it would show that I was self-conscious about it. I noticed that Virginia was blushing, but still staring!
Eventually I got her raft pumped up and so Virginia joined Heather, and I, reluctantly, went back to sunbathing. I tucked my ball back in, because it was uncomfortable hanging out, and amused myself daydreaming about my nubile young friends, who splashed in the background.
I was in this semiconscious state when suddenly I heard Heather's voice quite near: "Get his leg!" Suddenly both my legs were seized and as I opened my eyes they grabbed my arms too. One was on each side and they were pulling me spread eagle. It was obvious they intended to throw me in the lake. I probably could have got free without much trouble, but this seemed like it could be fun, so I appeared to struggle, without really trying much. They laughed while I yelled and fussed.
As they struggled, Heather's triangles were shifting and coming enticingly close to exposing some nipple. I tried to watch without staring, because I didn't want her to know that she might be showing. But she was so into dunking me, I don't think she would have cared. Even Virginia was into it and much less inhibited.
I had been stiff daydreaming about the girls, but this new game gave me a major erection, holding out my trunks. This, and my widely spread thighs, allowed my left ball to work its way out. As I continued to twist and turn, soon they were both hanging out the left side. Heather was on my left side, so I know she could see them, but I expect Virginia could see them too.
Amidst laughter Heather said, "Your losing something!"
I replied, "So are you!" because her triangles had migrated inward so that her right pointy nipple was completely exposed and her left partially.
She looked down and said "Oh my!" but she couldn't do anything about it, because she needed both hands to hold me. "You aren't escaping that easy!" she yelled back. Even Virginia was laughing at Heather's predicament (and mine!).
My dangling balls were working my trunks toward the right and soon I could feel the head of my dick at the edge of the fabric. Although I couldn't see it, I was soon sure that my head was sticking out there with my balls. Well, from that point the result was inevitable. My stiff dick suddenly freed itself and was flailing around in the air as I continued to struggle. Virginia was horrified but Heather yelled "Don't let go!" And she didn't, and so the two of them had to endure my long cock bouncing around in the air in front of them. Almost my whole hairy crotch was exposed. Of course, so were Heather's tits, and I had plenty of fun watching them jiggle around.
Eventually they did get me to the water and they dropped me where it was two feet deep; we all collapsed in hysterics. Heather didn't bother to cover her tits back up. Nor did I stuff my equipment back in my trunks. Even Virginia seemed happily unconcerned about our exposure. Eventually we calmed down, and put everything back where it belonged.
"You've stared enough at my tits," she said, as she repositioned her top back over her nipples.
"Yeh, likewise," I replied, and slowly stuffed my stiff dick and balls into my shorts. Both girls watched unashamedly.
It was hard to top that, so we all went back, me to my home, Virginia and Heather to hers. I hope I can see them again before Virginia goes home.
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