Birthday Pool Party Ch. 20

"Now that was cheesy!" I tease, but allow the contact.

"Yeah, it kind of was." John replies as his thumb lightly caresses my bare knee. "But very true."

"Why John, I do believe you're hitting on me!" I laugh as I drain the last of my wine cooler. I feel good.

"Guilty as charged." John says, laughing with me.

"Naughty, naughty!" I admonish playfully.

"Why, do you have a boyfriend?" he asks.

"Uh, well, no." I admit as thoughts of Ian swirl through my mind. Whatever, it's just a little harmless flirting.

"Okay, then!" John laughs.

"I guess it is!" I giggle.

"Your drink is empty." he says. "Do you want a refill?"

"I'd like that." I answer.

John releases my knee and stands up. He then offers me his hand. I blush cutely and slip my small hand into his larger one. He then helps me to my feet and guides me through the house until we reach the cooler with all the drinks.

"Milady." he says, handing me a red cup full of alcohol.

"Thank you, kind Sir." I respond before taking a sip.

"Would you like to check out the other room?" John asks. "I think they're playing some drinking games."

"That sounds fun!" I reply.

He leads me by the hand through the house to a game room in back. There are tables set up and a group of people are playing flip cup. There's also a table set up for beer pong, but no one is currently playing.

"Think ya can beat me at beer pong?" John challenges.

"You're on!" I respond, setting my drink down.

"Six cups each instead of ten?" he suggests. "Since there is only two of us."

"Sounds good." I reply.

It takes a couple minutes, but we soon have all twelve cups half-filled with beer. Then we set up six cups on each side of the table. We each take two ping pong balls and agree that it'll be two shots per turn.

"Ladies first." John says politely as he waves his hand in my direction.

"Why, thank you!" I grin.

I take two shots, the first bounces off the rim of a cup and lands on the table. The second, however, goes right in a cup. John smiles and removes the ping pong ball before draining the cup of beer.

"My turn, Babe." John smirks confidently as he takes his shot, sinking both balls.

"Show off." I tease as I drink my first cup of beer.

"I've just had a lot of practice!" he laughs.

"It shows!" I reply before draining the second cup and setting it aside.

"How about we make this interesting?" he asks.

"What do you propose?" I inquire.

"If I win, I get your number." John says smoothly.

"And if I win?" I ask.

"You get mine." he states simply.

"No, no, no! Nice try!" I waggle my finger at him. "Something else."

"What would you like?" he asks with a laugh.

I tap my chin with my pointer finger as I pretend to think. Then I answer. "If I win, you have to moon the room." I say.

"Deal!" John agrees, chuckling. "Take your turn and let's see what happens!"

"You're on!" I respond as I toss the two balls, sinking one shot.

"Tie game!" he says as he takes out the ball and drains the cup of beer in one gulp.

"Your turn!" I tell him as I grip the edges of the table with both hands and bounce on my feet cutely.

Smiling, John sets his empty cup of beer to the side of the table. He then takes his two ping pong balls and tosses them, one right after the other. One goes right in a cup, while the second shot barely misses.

"Drink up!" John says.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I tease as I drain the cup of beer.

"I would never!" he exclaims in mock outrage.

"Right! You'd never do that!" I roll my eyes before giggling and letting out a cute, little hiccup. I'm not drunk, but I feel good!

"Take your shot, Baby." he says with a smile.

"I will!" I state primly as I throw both balls. One goes in. One doesn't.

"Tied again!" he says as he drinks his third cup of beer. Then he throws both balls, scoring two perfect shots.

"Guess I'm drinking!" I say as I hold up two red cups of beer.

"Drink, drink, drink!" John cheers.

I giggle and drain the first cup. Then I stick out my tongue cutely before drinking the second cup. My turn! I have a nice buzz going on and apparently it's affecting me, because I miss both shots completely.

"Oops!" I giggle.

"Nice try!" John laughs. "My turn!"

John throws one ping pong ball and it lands in my final cup with a swish and a splash. I giggle and take the ball out of the cup before setting it down on the table. Then I drain the beer in two big gulps.

"Looks like you win." I say when I set the empty red cup down on the table.

"Looks like I do." he replies.

"I guess I owe you something." I say as I sashay up to him and extend my hand, palm up. "Your phone?"

"Here you are." he responds as he hands me his phone.

"Here's my number." I state as I enter my contact information into his phone. "I have an international plan, so you can text at at any time."

"Thanks, I will." John says smoothly when I hand him back his phone.

"Okay!" I respond as I smile at him.

"Would you like to dance some more?" he asks.

"I think that I would." I nod, causing my dark ponytail to bob slightly.

The handsome man extends his hand, and I happily take it. I don't resist when he laces our fingers and leads me back through the house. The party is definitely ramping up. The music is louder, and people are dancing like crazy.

I face John, and he takes my other hand as we begin to dance. I'm laughing and smiling as he spins me around. Then he pulls me close so that my breasts press against him as we sway to the music. Moments later, I feel his hands cup my bum.

"Naughty, naughty!" I admonish, echoing my words from earlier as I take his wrists and lift his hands so that they're on my waist instead of my ass.

"Sorry." he whispers against my ear.

"All good." I reply with a laugh.

We continue to dance the night away. Sometimes we dance far apart, laughing at each others silly moves. Other times we dance so close together that my boobs are squished against his muscular chest.

"Do you wanna go someplace more private and listen to softer music?" John eventually asks.

"Um, where?" I inquire as I glance around. Daddy and my girlfriends are nowhere to be seen.

"This is a big house, we all have our own rooms." he explains.

"Well, um, okay. I guess, yeah, that's okay." I nod and press my lips together tightly.

"Great!" John exclaims.

John leads me upstairs by the hand. As we climb the stairs, I glance down at the crowd and see several people giving us knowing looks. I blush and turn away. Soon, we enter a simple bedroom with a dresser, a desk, and a bed.

"Have a seat." John says politely.

"Thanks!" I reply before sitting down on the edge of the bed.

John takes out his phone and starts some soft music playing. Then he sets his phone on the desk and walks over to the bed. Sitting down, John places an arm around my shoulders and pulls me in close.

"This is nice." he says while giving my shoulder a squeeze.

"It is." I reply.

After a few minutes, John pulls away slightly and places his hand on my chin. He lifts my head and looks into my eyes. I swallow weakly as I gaze at him, knowing what is about to happen. John leans in. Our lips meet.

I open my mouth and allow John's tongue entry. Then I let out a moan as his hand finds my breast and squeezes it from outside my sundress. Soon, John is lowering us onto the bed and getting on top of me.

My legs spread, my sundress riding up my thighs as he lightly caresses my face. I can feel his bulge pressing against my crotch as we grind and kiss. He gasps softly against my lips when I bury my hand in his hair and pull him tightly against me. That's when an image of Ian's face pops into my mind.

"Wait, wait, stop!" I hiss as he starts kissing down my neck.

"What, why?" he asks as he roughly squeezes my boob.

"I can't do this." I mutter weakly.

"Sure you can." he says as he grinds against my crotch.

"I said, stop!" I state firmly as I push at his chest until he lifts off me.

"What the fuck is going on?!" John asks angrily as he stands up.

"I told you to stop." I say as I stand up and adjust my sundress.

"Why?" he asks in an annoyed voice.

"I'm seeing someone." I tell him.

"You said you were single!" John snaps.

"I know. I mean, I am." I stammer. "We aren't official or anything, but I am seeing someone."

"He's not your boyfriend?" John asks.

"Well, no." I admit.

"Then you're a free woman!" he says. "Let's just go back to kissing."

"No!" I exclaim. "I can't do this to him. I'm sorry."

"Fucking tease!" I hear John shout as I run out of his bedroom.

Hazel

I'm leaning against the wall with Ken and Ryan on either side of me. They're both hovering over me, smiling down at me. I may be tall, but I'm not as tall as these two guys. I'm wearing a pair of jean shorts that show off my long, tan legs. My cute top shows off what little cleavage I have. My long brown hair is in its usual ponytail, hanging over halfway down my back.

"So, you're a senior?" Ryan asks while his arm rests against the wall above my head.

"Yeah," I begin, "I'm graduating in a couple months."

"Big plans after high school?" Ken inquires.

"College." I answer simply.

"Do you know what you're gonna major in?" Ken asks.

"No, I haven't decided yet." I sigh. "I'm just gonna enjoy the first semester with my girlfriends. Take different courses."

"You girls seem really close." Ryan observes.

"Oh, we are! They're my best friends." I respond with a happy grin. "Have you guys been friends long?"

"Our entire lives, pretty much." Ken answers. "Right?'

"Yeah, since we were kids." Ryan confirms.

"I've known Kayla for years, but we girls only got really close recently." I share.

"It's very nice of Steven to bring you all on this trip." Ken says as he smiles down at me.

"Yeah, he's a great guy. Lexi's a lucky girl." I say as I sway to the music.

"And we're lucky to be here with you." Ryan says smoothly.

"You really are." I say with a wink.

"Cute and funny!" Ken laughs.

"Do you wanna dance, Beautiful?" Ryan asks when a new song comes on.

"Mm, with both of you?" I ask as my tongue snakes out and runs over my lip.

"Why not?" Ken asks.

"Why not, indeed!" I say as I push off the wall and spin around to face the guys. "Let's go!"

Ken and Ryan both laugh as they follow me out into the center of the room. The three of us begin to dance; I'm laughing and twirling, my brown ponytail flailing as I move. My body occasionally brushes against Ken or Ryan as I move, and I enjoy the contact.

I grind my butt against Ryan's crotch while holding hands with Ken. Then I lunge forward and press myself against Ken before allowing him to spin me around. I continue dancing to the music while sandwiched between both guys.

"Wanna take a break?" Ken asks after a handful of songs.

"Yeah, how about we grab some drinks?" Ryan suggests.

"Yeah! Okay!" I agree.

As a group, we make our way to the cooler with drinks. The guys each grab a beer, and then they dig out a wine cooler for me. Drinks in hand, we make our way back to the living room. The three of us sway to the music as we relax and enjoy sipping on our drinks.

"I hope we can keep hanging out over the week." Ken says.

"Yeah, we're having a great time with all of you." Ryan adds.

"I'd like that." I reply with a sweet smile. "You guys probably know the island a lot better than we do."

"Yeah, there's tons of fun things to do here." says Ken.

"Oh, like what?" I ask.

"Well," Ryan begins, "there's the beaches, obviously. And snorkeling. Kayaking."

"There's the crystal caves as well. They're definitely worth seeing." Ken adds. "Plus, lots of great people to meet."

"Maybe you could show us around the island?" I suggest.

"It's a date!" Ryan grins.

"Easy there, big guy, I did say 'us', meaning our entire group." I giggle and pat his chest with my free hand.

"What, you don't wanna date us?" Ken asks with a playful smirk.

"Oh, date both of you?" I inquire with another cute giggle.

"Why not?" asks Ryan. "We're both really nice."

"And cute!" Ken adds.

"Yeah, you kind of are." I acknowledge with a bob of my head.

"Thanks, Babe." Ken says with a swagger.

"Say, I have an idea." Ryan speaks up. "How about we head out back where it's more quiet? You know, so we can talk some more."

"That's a great idea!" Ken exclaims as he smiles down at me. "What do you say?"

"Okay!" I say, happy with the attention from these two studs.

The three of us dispose of our drinks and make our way through the house. I walk between the two studs, holding Ryan's hand while Ken has his hand at my lower back, guiding me. We head out the kitchen door that leads to the side of the house. We can hear people talking in the backyard, but no one should see us here.

"This is nice!" Ryan says as he leans against the house.

"Being around a beautiful woman always is." Ken adds smoothly.

"It really is." Ryan agrees.

"You two are relentless." I say, slapping Ken's chest playfully.

"Just being honest, Baby." Ken smiles.

"It's great being back here, all alone." Ryan says.

"I'm starting to think you boys have less than pure intentions." I purr as I place both hands on Ryan's chest.

"We just might." Ken admits in a sexy whisper.

"Dirty boys." I whisper as turn to Ken and look up into his eyes.

"That we are." Ken says as he places his hand at my lower back and pulls me to him.

"We are indeed." Ryan adds.

"What's a poor girl to do?" I ask, my lips inches from Ken's.

"Kiss me, Gorgeous." Ken whispers.

"How can I resist?" I ask rhetorically.

He has me. I pucker up and close the distance between us. Our lips meet in a soft kiss as Ken places both hands at my waist and returns the kiss with vigor. I moan into his mouth as our tongues dance.

Ken slips his hands down to cup my ass as I press my body against him. I can feel Ken's bulge pressing against me as my breasts squish against his chest. I know Ryan can see me getting groped, and I don't care. In fact, I hope he's enjoying the show.

I'm lost in passion as Ken and I make out. My hands grip his back as he holds my bum. That's when the guilt hits. I'm Steven's Slut. Should I be doing this? I know he says it's okay, but he could just be being nice and not really mean it. What if I hurt him?

Ken breaks our lip lock and starts kissing down my neck. I bury a hand in his hair as I tilt my head back to allow him access. I moan softly as he plants the softest kisses on my tan skin. Oh, this feels so good. What do I do?

With one hand firmly on my ass, Ken's other hand slides up my body to cup a firm tit from outside my shirt. His touch is light and soft, he gently caresses me, making me shiver. This feels so fucking good.

"Mm." I moan as he kisses all along my neck. One hand squeezes my butt while the other caresses my breast. My pussy is drenched.

I moan again as I feel Ken's hands on my shoulders, lightly pushing down, encouraging me to kneel before him. The decision is made. I can't be in a relationship with Steven. He's with Lexi. I'm his Slut, but I am a slut. I can do this and tell him about it later. It'll make him so hot to imagine his Slut on her knees.

Putting my thoughts into action, I slowly lower to my knees. My eyes are now level with Ken's crotch, and I can see the massive bulge in his shorts. I glance briefly at Ryan, who is a few feet away from me, and smirking at me. Then I turn my gaze up at Ken, who smiles down at the beautiful, tan girl on her knees in the dirt.

"Take my cock out, Sexy." Ken says in a smooth voice.

"Mm, with pleasure." I purr as I run my hand along his muscular thigh.

Reaching up with both hands, I grasp Ken's shorts. Then I yank them to his knees, along with his boxers. An average size cock bounces out into the open air. I lick my lips as I reach out and grasp the shaft. Ken gasps softly when I start stroking.

"That's it, play with my cock." Ken groans. "Kiss it, Baby."

"Mm." I moan as I lean forward and peck the tip.

"Now, put it in your mouth." Ken orders.

Smirking at how vocal Ken is, I open wide and engulf his tool in my warm, wet mouth. He groans and places his hands on my head as I begin the standard bobbing motions associated with giving head. I'm such a slut, I love it!

"Mm." I hum around his shaft.

"That's it, suck my dick!" Ken groans as he begins lightly thrusting his hips.

After so much experience with Steven's big dick, I'm able to swallow Ken's entire shaft to the hilt. He lets out a loud gasp when I deep throat him. I then swallow so that my throat muscles will squeeze his cock.

"Holy shit, she can deep throat!" Ryan's voice calls out.

"Fuck, this is amazing!" Ryan gasps, his legs shaking.

My tongue snakes out to lick his balls before I pull back so only his tip is between my lips. I then rapidly flick his head with my tongue until he can't take it anymore and has to push further into my mouth. With my hands resting on my bare thighs, I just keep sucking away like the slut I am.

After a couple minutes, a second cock enters my field of vision. I glance over and see that Ryan's pants and boxers are around his ankles. He waves his dick in my face as I sexily bob my head on Ken.

"My turn, my turn!" Ryan hisses urgently.

I pull off of Ken and turn my head to take Ryan between my lips. At the same time, my left hand reaches out to grasp Ken's wet dick. I begin sucking on Ryan while stroking Ken. The moans and groans of both guys fill my ears. I feel so sexy, so wanted.

"Mm, mm, mm." I moan around Ryan's larger dick.

"Deep throat me!" Ryan gasps.

Unsure if I can take this larger dick to the balls, I open wide and start pulling more and more of him into my mouth. I cough slightly as drool runs from my lips and down my chin. With about an inch to go, I gag and have to back off.

"You can do it, Babe!" Ken says as he watches. My hand is still holding his shaft.

Nodding, I open my mouth and take Ryan's dick back inside. I won't be denied! I bob my head a few times, getting the cock nice and wet with my saliva. Then I open my mouth as wide as I can and descend. My lips soon clamp down around the base of his shaft as I gag and drool.

"Holy shit, she did it!" Ryan groans, his legs shaking as he holds my head tightly.

"Damn, she's good!" Ken compliments.

I hold the deep throat for a few seconds before backing off and resuming a steady bobbing motion. Reaching up, I grasp Ryan at the base and stroke the portion of him that isn't going into my mouth. At the same time, I'm still giving Ken a handjob.

"Switch back to me!" Ken begs as my small hand strokes him.

I pull off of Ryan with a loud slurp. Then I kiss his tip before turning my head and taking Ken back into my mouth. I suck on Ken for about a minute while stroking Ryan, then I switch back to sucking Ryan. For the first time in my life, I'm blowing two guys at once.

I go back and forth between both cocks, giving each beautiful dick about forty-five seconds of mouth-attention before switching to the other. Whichever guy I'm sucking is holding my head, and the guy I'm just stroking usually reaches down to play with my tits from outside my shirt. I can hear them both moaning as pre-cum leaks into my mouth. It won't be long now; my efforts will soon be rewarded.

"I'm gonna cum! Put me back in your mouth, put me back in your mouth!" Ken begs as he presses his cock to my cheek.

I'm too late. I pull off Ryan and turn to get a face full of cum as Ken starts shooting. I squeak as I struggle to get my mouth on Ken's exploding hose. I clamp my lips down on him and suck the remainder of his orgasm into my mouth.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Ken groans as he holds my head and dribbles out the last few drops onto my tongue.

I pull off of Ken and tilt my head back. My mouth gapes open as I show him the semen on my tongue. My head then turns so that Ryan can see the load in my mouth and on my pretty face. I'm sure the white seed is contrasting my tan skin in a sexy way.