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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
Intimate Acts
Chapter Three
It was a large square pool, shallow at one end and deep at the other,
the shallow end tapering gradually into the deep end. In the shallow end
the water rose only two feet high, and was continuously fed by a small
waterfall, gushing into the pool's shallow end over a ledge made of rock.
The night was cool, but the swimmers in the pool were still hot from the
sauna and so didn't mind the cool air or the pool's chilly water. As the
pool, like the house it sat behind, had every amenity, it was not without a
means of heating the water, but Mrs. Aaronson, knowing she would invite
her guests into the sauna, had turned the pool's heater off before the
evening began. When she arrived the men were doing repeated jumps into
the water, at the deep end. The stinging of the water against their stiff
cocks and overfull balls was at once painful and exhilarating. Emily
copied them: she spread her legs as she jumped into the pool to let the
water splash up between her legs and sting the lips of her cunt. Mrs.
Aaronson laughed and ordered the men to the pool's shallow end.
"I want you both to stand facing the waterfall, and jab yourselves
into the falls," she said. The men obeyed. They fucked the waterfall,
Emily watching, splashing water up between her legs with her hands to
continue arousing her cunt as she stood next to the men in the pool's
shallow end. Mrs. Aaronson walked down a flight of steps into the pool's
shallow end. She dog-paddled around a little, as the men continued
fucking. She went up behind Emily and, to a shriek from the girl, she
submerged briefly and then came up between the girl's legs. A moment
later she lifted Emily up, and the girl was surprised by her strength as she
found herself riding the woman's back. "Let's attack the men, Emily!" Mrs.
Aaronson declared. She moved forward in the water, crouching low to let
the water's buoyancy help her in keeping the girl on her back. With her
thighs spread around Mrs. Aaronson's hips, Emily reached out past the
woman's head and grabbed at the nearest man. He was slow to turn around;
Emily clutched at his bare behind and squeezed it. Stan whirled about and
faced the girls, while Joe, laughing, let Emily massage his but and reach
inbetween his legs to clutch at his overfull scrotum. In turning, Stan's
dick hit Emily's outstretched arm. Then he moved closer and Mrs.
Aaronson, a bit annoyed that Stan had turned about, opened her mouth and
captured the head of Stan's long penis in her lips.
"Hey!" Stan cried, as Mrs. Aaronson mirthfully sucked him.
Meanwhile Joe was still receiving his butt-massage, his dick thrust into
the downwardly cascading water of the waterfall. Everyone was close to
becoming entangled, Emily supported on Mrs. Aaronson's back, her hostess
drawing Stan deeper into her mouth as Emily reached past them both to
work Joe's butt and tight balls with her hands. A figure appeared at the
back of the house. It was Mr. Aaronson, clad in a swimsuit. The foursome
saw him and disentangled themselves, Mrs. Aaronson unceremoniously
letting go of Emily so that the girl plopped backward into the depths of
the pool's shallow end. The man looked at Mrs. Aaronson with delight as
she stood erect, naked in the water which came up only to her knees.
Emily, who had bumped her bottom on the bottom of the pool, emerged
clutching her ass, grateful that in her backward spill she had not smacked
her head against the submerged floor of the pool. As for Stan and Joe,
when they turned to face the man, unwittingly presenting him with a
wonderful view of their still erect cocks, the man smiled broadly.
"How is Bill doing?" Mrs. Aaronson asked her husband.
"Very well," Mr. Aaronson answered. He walked forward, obviously
still intent on a swim despite finding his wife naked in the pool. "He's
erect again, and I have him kneeling on the bed, contemplating what is to
be done to his asshole."
"You haven't fucked him yet?" Mrs. Aaronson asked her husband, as
calmly as if she might have been asking about the weather.
"Not yet," Mr. Aaronson said. He reached the edge of the pool.
"I have more games in mind for our guests," Mrs. Aaronson told her
husband.
"Very good," Mr. Aaronson said. And then he started down the steps
at the pool's shallow end for a swim. When he was in the water Mrs.
Aaronson led their guests out, up the same steps, and with her husband
watching they used an outdoor shower to rinse off. Stan and Joe remained
hard, to the delight of Emily and her hostess. Every few seconds, as the
foursome rinsed off, the two women would pass their small hands over the
men's big rampant cocks, teasing them almost to the point of losing
themselves right there in front of Mr. Aaronson.
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