Double the Trouble by Tiffany Lordes Read Free Book Online Page B

problem. They nodded and grinned as they made a beeline for the lounge chairs next to the pool.
    My cock, which I had finally got to calm down after that better than good jerk in the shower, was making waking motions again at their tight asses as they dropped the miniscule shorts to reveal even tinier bikini bottoms.
    They dove into the water splashing and giggling while I stood like the village ass with prongs in one hand and steak in the other. I shook myself out of it and decided my best course of action was to go grab that beer to help cool me down.
    I wasn’t in there five seconds before I heard little feet behind me. As I reached into the fridge to grab my beer I felt a wet body press into my back. Looking over my shoulder I came face to face with Stacia who was leaning in as well. “Can I get you something?”
    She smiled and reached past me for a soda, rubbing her tits into my back. I almost groaned out loud but caught myself in time and stood.
    She didn’t move back right away and my cock poked her in the tummy. She gave me one of those secret smiles as she tipped the can to her head.
    “Can I have one of those?” She pointed to the beer in my hand. She was eighteen, at home with an adult, I didn’t see why not. “Sure.” Before I could reach her one of her own she took mine and downed it.
    “Thank you uncle John.” This time I was sure she rubbed her cunt into my leg on purpose. What the hell was going on here? It wasn’t like it was overt.
    The move could be easily excused away so I left it there. But when she let her hand brush against my cock as she passed on her way back out the door I knew it was deliberate.
    I grabbed another beer and downed it in two swallows hoping it would cool me the fuck down, before snagging a third. I went back out to the grill and every once in a while I would take a peek at what was going on in the pool.
    They seemed to be doing a lot of whispering and giggling but I thought nothing of it that was usual teenagers for you I guess.
    “Food’s ready girls.” They both came out of the water, soaking wet, nipples poking at the wet fabric of their bikinis and pussies perfectly outlined in the wet tight bottoms that weren’t really hiding anything.
    I swallowed and then lifted my now lukewarm beer to my lips. I plated their food of steak and potatoes and got myself a glass of wine, which they both begged to share.
    I didn’t see why not and poured them each a glass. The giggles intensified and I figured I was in for a night of that bullshit, until I felt toes going up the legs of my shorts.
    I was too shocked at first to say or do anything. When I looked over at the girls they were both concentrating on their meals, like nothing was going on beneath the table.
    Then I felt another foot on the other thigh. They both reached my cock at the same time, like perfect synchronicity.
    I can’t recall the last time I got a foot job but these two nymphs knew what they were doing. One foot went up while the other went down. Still there wasn’t even so much as a blush on their faces as they bit into their steaks and sipped their wine.
    Stacia caught my eye and did one of those things with her stalk of asparagus. You know, imitating sucking a dick, the little cock tease.
    My cock was hard as a fucking pike in no time. I cleared my throat. “Girls…” they giggled and the foot massage intensified. I decided what the hell and sat back to enjoy.
    Somebody’s toe was in my cock-slit, pre-cum was oozing like crazy and making its way down my thighs. I was afraid that I was gonna blast off in my shorts for the first time since I was about fourteen and got my first whiff of pussy.
    Just when I was about to paint both their toes with cum, they retreated making me groan out loud. “Why don’t we try the hot tub uncle John?” Stacia’s voice was a little more cultured than her sister’s with barely a hint of an accent, but it sent tingles down my spine.
    I got up from the table and left