Cheer

"Oh my god," Megan groaned, her head in her palm. "How can you say that straight faced? At least he didn't say 'poetry in motion' I suppose."

"I kinda liked it," Sarah commented.

"Oh shush. You like everything he does, you're obsessed."

Megan quickly signalled for Sarah to play paper, and began the count down. The blonde and the boy both played payer, but Megan played scissors and triumphantly proclaimed her victory.

"YOUR victory?!" Sarah protested, annoyed at Megan ordering her to lose.

"My order," Megan stated, unfazed, "is an opportunity. Get all your stupid comments out of your system hit me with all of them. Feel free to be overly specific..."

"Ha! Behold!" Sarah laughed aloud and gestured at Megan as if she was some exhibit to be shown off. "The amazing TRANSPARENT WOMAN!"

"Ahh, it's the attack of the 50 foot bitch," Megan shot back, throwing an elbow into Sarah's ribs too.

"Uhh, fuck," she grunted, before standing and trying to grab Megan under the arms. The smaller girl darted away, escaping her grasp, and the two began to drunkenly chase each other around the rocks, until Sarah again misplaced her footing and went tumbling into the water with a loud curse.

"Agh, FUCK!"

"My order stands," Megan said simply as she sat back in her place.

Micheal thought for a moment before he started. "Well... You're cute, nimble, fit... And absolutely made of sex. When a guy gets close to you, sparks flash through his body and his mind forgets about everything but you."

As he admired Megan he couldn't help but get harder and harder, and she had noticed too. The head of his cock had already broken the water, and the site of it, swollen and purple for her, was making Megan's body flutter. She bit her lip and shuffled closer to him as he continued.

"You look like a model and move like a dancer, your body a temple to lus-" his barrage of compliments was interrupted by an excited whimper, as Megan gently took hold of his shaft under the water, and looked deeply into his eyes. His heart rate shot up, and he became even harder than he already was, growing to a size Megan had never seen on a man in person.

"Holy shit," she breathed, feeling his incredible girth. Her body, too, was ablaze with lust. Her heart was pounding in her chest and sparks tingled through her body.

The moment, though, was quickly interrupted as Sarah gave her a hard tug away from him.

"I thought you said you were going to help me," the blonde growled at her under her breath.

"I know... But," Megan whispered back, her voice shaky and audibly excited. "I want more... You were okay with MFF then-"

"You two know I can hear you, right?" Micheal asked.

"We're, errr, going to have a girl talk," Sarah announced, with a nervous smile, dragging her friend off behind a rock, both glowing red from embarrassment and from lust.

"Wait! I think there's an easy answer," Micheal shouted after them.

"I bet it's the same as mine," Megan grumbled.

"It won't be," Sarah snarled back at her.

"Well if Megan broke the rules, that's a foul right?"

"Yeah, she broke the rules!"

"Well if there's a foul, there has to be a penalty. So how about you get a free win over her?"

"Okay, yeah that seems fair,"

"Fine," the girls both agreed.

"I could just use it to order you to leave, you know," Sarah threatened. "Or to get him to fuck me right now."

"Ohh, er," Micheal laughed nervously again, "you can't do that..."

"Why not?"

"The mood's all wrong... I could never perform... How about you use your command for me to give you a massage?"

"Hmm, okay," Sarah agreed, finding a spot to lie down on her front.

Gently Micheal positioned himself over her, and ran his fingers over the soft skin of her back. It was smooth, porcelain white and almost totally unblemished. Under it he could feel the strong, toned muscles of a sportswoman, tense from nerves, and shaky to his touch. Working his way down from her neck, his hands found every knot and ache in her body, and worked them out gently.

"Mmmhh, that feels great," Sarah whispered, becoming more and more relaxed with every touch. But as his hands moved down her body her heart rate again began to rise, and his touch began to send tingles and sparks through her nerves, until she was holding back a needy whimper.

"Do you like my bottom?" She joked.

"Huh?" Michael blushed as he tried not to stare at her pert, round behind.

"It's a nice colour, isn't it?"

"Oh your bikini... Yeah, it's... Nice."

"Heh, thanks," Sarah giggled, shifting slightly to emphasise her butt for him. As his hands reached her hips, he hesitated for a moment, unsure whether he should give the same treatment to her bum. Then he felt Megan press herself against his back, and put her hands over his.

"Don't be shy," she whispered into his ear, and she gently kissed him on the neck. Together, their hands carried on, feeling the firm, round shape of Sarah's behind, working the knots out from her glutes. "Move over, I'll help," she ordered.

"Hey, what are you-," Sarah began to say, before thinking better of it. "Whatever, it feels great."

As the pair worked together on Sarah's increasingly needy body, Micheal asked a question.

"Will you two tell me what's going on here? It's not like two of the prettiest girls in the school to suddenly take a liking to a guy like me."

"What do you mean a 'guy like you'?" Megan inquired, glancing over at him.

"I mean, I'm not exactly the stereotypical hunk... I'm skinny and awkward and you could both do so much better."

"Oh shush," Megan replied, nudging him in the side. "Not everyone likes the same things. Besides," her attention had turned almost totally to him now, and Sarah was gently protesting that her massage had stopped. "You look great, you're tall, toned, have nice eyes, you smell great... Girls love it when a guy smells nice... And, well you're obviously pretty good with your hands..."

Sarah giggled, as they both returned to rubbing her.

"Thank you... I... don't quite know what to say," Micheal replied, a glowing smile appearing across his lips.

"Mike, you remember at that swim meet the other week?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah... The one where I got pushed into filling in for one of the guys... I'm sure Mr Wilson just made me go to that damn thing just to spite me, I can hardly swim, never mind keep up with you lot!"

"Well you might have came last, but you definitely made an impression on someone," Megan winked. "Sure Sarah's hot, but guys are usually intimidated by her height. Or put off by her terrible fashion sense, her family's reputation, her crappy personality..."

"Hey!" Sarah protested

"But you," Megan continued, "you're not put off by any of that, are you?"

"Not one bit..."

"And when she saw you looking at her at the pool... Well the attention piqued her interest."

"Heh," Sarah drunkenly laughed, "and his dick nearly ripped his shorts off."

"Oh," he sighed, "I should have known... My dick... How fucking shallow."

"Hey, it's not like that!" Sarah rolled over, and looked Michael in the eyes. "That's what got me looking at you... But there's so much more than that. You're smart, you're talented, you're funny. And I've had such an amazing time today, thank you." She threw her arms around him, and pulled him in close. "I don't just want your dick," she whispered into his ear with hot breath, "I want all of you."

Slowly the pair leaned into each other, and their lips met. Her lips tasted of raspberries, he thought, and felt like the softest things in the world. His whole body flushed warm with excitement, and his brain couldn't focus on anything but this moment.

"Now lie down," she said after she pulled away, "we'll give you a massage."

The girls sat either side of him, and their hands began to work down his body.

"So tense!"

"It's almost like you're nervous or something," they giggled.

"Oh yeah, ya think?" He joked back.

Leaning in, Sarah kissed him again on the neck, then the shoulders, then the back. His skin was salty from the water, but it tasted good. Megan couldn't help but join in, and the two bumped shoulders back and forth as their lips moved down his bare skin. From short pecks, their kisses became longer, more passionate, until Megan was nibbling and licking him as much as kissing. The girls made eye contact as they both went in at the same time, and Sarah shot an accusatory look at her friend.

"Okay, okay, give a proper massage, cmon," Megan groaned, getting back to her knees.

"Hey, I wasn't the one licking him!" Sarah insisted.

They both once again began to rub him down, working knots and aches out of his muscles, but Megan could barely concentrate on the task at hand. Her face was flushed red and her breathing was fast. She bumped into Sarah with almost every movement, and could feel her hands starting to shake.

"You're running hot, huh," Sarah commented, leaning in close enough that Megan could feel her breath on her glowing red cheeks.

"I... I guess," she replied, in more of a whimper than a whisper, having to wipe a drop of drool from the corner of her lips. "Hehe... You look like you're pretty hot too..." Megan's fingers gripped Sarah's erect, unpierced nipple and tugged on it until she let out a little moan. The pair tried their best to focus on the massage, but with every second their hearts beat harder and their bodies filled with more sparks.

"Shit..." Megan moaned under her breath, feeling a drop of drool drip from her tongue as she tried not to pant. Her body was burning with lust, aching for attention. She needed more, she needed him. Her eyes must have shown how desperate she was as she looked over at her friend.

"Fine," Sarah relented. "We'll do it your way."

"Really?!" Megan excitedly jumped on her friend, and the two fell into the water with a splash. "This will be amazing! Gimme a minute." As she ran off to her bags, Michel rolled over to look at Sarah.

"You're... Okay with this, right?" She asked.

In reply, he only kissed her. His confidence must have been up, because it was a forceful, commanding kiss. And it sent Sarah's body wild. Sparks shot from her lips to her brain, and to every corner of her body. She could feel her own desperation building to a crescendo, at it was all she could do not to simply force the guy to the ground and have him right then.

"You're amazing," he whispered. She could only smile as she tried to gather enough thoughts to form words.

"I'm ready!" Megan interrupted, before Sarah got a chance. As she ran back towards her friends she tripped on the rocks and landed face-first with a splash in the water. Sarah burst out laughing, as Micheal again picked her up out of the drink.

"Okay, that WAS pretty funny," Sarah admitted, thinking back to her earlier tumble.

"My hero," Megan joked as she let Micheal support all of her weight. Reaching up, she grabbed his hair and pulled him into a long, hard kiss. As their lips met, her hand began to wander down his body, feeling his firm abs on it's way to the base of his cock. Gently, she grasped it, before Sarah pulled the pair apart.

"You always go straight for the dick!" She complained loudly.

"Fine," Megan purred, "I'll pay more attention to you then..."

"Let's get back to the game!" Sarah insisted, splashing down into the water and pulling her friend down to sit beside her.

"Mind if I sit here, then?" Michael asked as he slipped between the two girls.

"Hehe, not at all," Sarah giggled, and the pair shuffled up closer to him as he got comfy.

"Well aren't we easy to please?" Megan joked.

He slid his arms around the pair, pulling them in tight, but they both took his flat palms to mean he wanted them to play paper.

"Three, two, one go!" Sarah counted, and the two did as they had been told and played paper, beating Michael's rock.

"Hey!" they protested, "Why would you order us to throw paper if you're gonna play rock?"

"Huh?" Micheal was none the wiser about their secret signals, "I didn't ord-"

"Anyway," Megan butted in, thinking quickly "We both won, so WE both get to give you an order. Ready to obey us?"

"I guess..."

"Then lie down." Sarah pushed him into the side of the pool as she straddled him, looking down into his eyes.

"It's less an order," she explained, "more just making out..."

As their lips met, Micheal's cock grew harder and harder, pressed against the bright red bikini bottoms which were all that separated him from her. She began to grind slowly on him, pressing down, feeling him grow more and more excited with every movement of her body.

"Oh my god," he breathed... "you feel so good...I'll explode..."

"Mmmm," She sighed back with a giggle, "you feel so good too... you're so big, so hard..."

"Stop, I'm gonna burst!" He instead, and slowly she came to rest, leaning in to kiss him gently once more, but she couldn't help but grind gently back and forth. She was too excited to sit still.

"Don't... don't start again."

"Heh, sorry, I got a bit carried away... Anyway, I shouldn't hog you..."

As Sarah stood and climbed off of him, Megan just about dived into her place, stopping to thank the other with a quick kiss on the lips, making both Sarah and Micheal blush.

"I, uh, really can't take any more grinding," he protested as her weight settled onto his shaft, but she didn't reply. She grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, sinking her teeth into the exposed skin of his neck until he let out a whimper half from pain and half from pleasure. Then her mouth moved downwards, kissing his neck, licking his collarbones, pecking at his chest, before her lips moved back up and met with his.

"You taste like cranberries," he panted, when she finally pulled away.

"Ooh, they're my favourite!" Sarah blurted out, before flushing a shade to match the fruit.

"Wanna taste?" Megan teased, as Sarah turned away, embarrassed. "Here, stick out your tongue and close your eyes," Megan insisted, shuffling closer to the other girl.

Nervously, Sarah opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, a little at first, and then all the way. Then slowly Megan moved her own mouth closer, and Sarah's nimble tongue began to explore her lips, tasting them softly, until Megan stuck out her tongue too and the two intertwined. Pulling her closer, Megan ran her hands down Sarah's back, feeling both of their bodies come alive as they made out. Pulling back to breathe, Sarah tuned a deeper shade of red than she even thought possible, and shuffled back from her friend.

"That was... Way too erotic," she smiled. "And you did taste like cranberries..."

"I agree..." Michael blushed.

"Well," Megan replied proudly, "if you want anything else you'll have to earn it!"

"Fine!" He laughed back as he slipped in beside her and wrapped an arm around her waist, "I will."

Sarah joined them with a forlorn expression, but soon smiled as she felt Micheal's arm caress the top of her bikini bottoms. He signalled for them both to play paper, and began the countdown. He played scissors.

"Ha!"

"Command?" Megan asked, her voice dripping with temptation.

"Well, I've been naked this whole time. So I think you should be too."

"That didn't sound much like a command," Megan teased. For a moment Micheal blushed and shuffled in place, before gathering his confidence and clearing his throat.

"Strip." He ordered. Sarah felt a tingle go down her spine as he did. Something about him being commanding just made her feel great.

"Better..." Megan smiled, as she stood out of the shallow pool. Glancing back to check he was watching, she bent at the waist and pulled the bikini bottoms from her body in a swift movement, before turning again to catch his gaze. "Trying to sneak a peek are you?" She joked, throwing the wet bottoms at his head. "Maybe I'll let you take a picture... if you're good. Only if you promise to set it as your phone background!" As she giggled, her legs again went wobbly, and she slumped back down beside the others. "Got all excited again... My legs went wobbly." Reaching up, she pulled the boy into a long kiss, and moaned softly as his hands ran over her body to gently tease her breasts. But feeling a hard elbow in her side, she let out a grunt and sulked away.

"Hey, are you okay?!"

"Yeah," she grumbled, "but it's her turn..."

Turning his head, Micheal saw Sarah looking at her with a sad, needy look in her big, blue eyes.

"I've been patient..." she smiled. "But you're not paying attention to me at all, are you?"

"I am!" Michael insisted

"I'm not stripping until I know all your attention is on me."

"Fine," he barked back, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. His grip was strong, purposeful, commanding, and the surprise of it sent an excited shiver down Sarah's spine. 'Maybe he's not as soft as he looks' she thought. Pressing his lips into hers, he kissed her hard, and the excitement grew through her whole body. He had total control over her at that moment, whether he knew it or not, and it was making her want him oh so bad. His lips were soft and his tongue was forceful. The salt water in his mouth made him taste even better than he normally would have, and the feeling of their wet bare skin rubbing together was enough to drive her crazy. She pulled away to say something, but never got the chance. Lifting her up to be kneeling over him, he ran his tongue over her nipples, and she forgot her words in an excited little moan.

"Gently..." she purred as his mouth found the piercing, and gave it a tug. "Shit... yeahhhh." Her hands gripped his hair, pulling him into her as he kept pulling away to increase the pressure little by little. "Fuck..." The pain in her sensitive tissue was making the pleasure so much more intense, and she could feel herself becoming more and more aroused by the second. Finally he relented, and she looked down to see him lick his lips subconsciously and move to her other breast. "Less gently this time," she requested, "medium-ly."

Michael's teeth sank hard into her sensitive nipple, and Sarah let out a squeal as the pain shot through her body like an electric shock, making her fingers grip tight to his hair.

"Fuck..." She cursed, trying not to moan from the feeling. His tongue nimbly flicked and circled, filling Sarah's body with tingling pleasure, driving her crazy until she couldn't help but let out a lustful whimper. Pushing herself away from him, she turned her back and arched her hips to accentuate her curves as much as possible.

"Okay if you want my bottom, take it."

Michael's hands traced slowly up her thighs, and caressed the soft skin of her bum, feeling the firm muscle beneath, on their way to the narrow ribbons which held the bikini bottoms on. Pausing for a moment, he tugged on the knots at either side, and the red fabric fell away, revealing all of the pale white skin beneath.

"Well," Sarah giggled, "are you gonna take it?"

Micheal firmly pulled her hips and she sat down into his lap, feeling the long shaft of his hard cock sliding over her, running between her cheeks as she settled onto him, and hearing him stifle a whimper as it did. He wrapped his hands around her waist, exploring her toned core and hourglass figure, but gently she pushed them down from her waist to between her legs. His fingers traced the thin line of hair that led to the prize, and Sarah let out a soft moan as they arrived. Slowly, gently, he teased her aroused clit, and each tiny movement of his hands filled her body with sparks until she couldn't help but squirm against him, grinding her smooth skin on his cock until the pair were both letting out horny moans. As Sarah threw her head back in pleasure she opened her eyes, and saw Megan sat right in front of her, watching closely.

"Aahhhg! Don't just watch me like that!" The blonde exclaimed.