Jamie's Pool Party Ch. 03

"Miro," she mused staring into the fire, "What am I going to do with you?".

She had quite a few idea's as to what she wanted to do to her brother, but as of right now she really enjoyed her gorgeous, very well hung, if somewhat silent new lover Jason.

Sipping her wine she mused over the events of the last two days and indeed the last three months or so. First there had been Sonja, then Jason and finally after waiting since she was twelve she'd been with Miro. Now that she'd been with Will and Jason though she found that Miro was still high on her list of priorities. She wanted him alone. Not with Jason or Sonja there. She wanted more than sex she wanted to make love to her brother.

"Penny for your thoughts," said a soft, gentle voice suddenly in her ear.

She looked up and saw the handsome features of Will, who was sitting on his haunches next to her. She touched his face and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips.

"I have some issues that I have to work out but other than that everything is perfect," she said softly, smiling at him.

"Miro huh?" Will said nodding knowingly.

"Yep," she nodded kissing him again.

"Shall we go see him?" Will asked quietly.

Jamie shook her head, she was way too comfortable in the chair and Miro would still be there in the morning.

"No? Are you sure?" he said.

Jamie nodded and turned her attention back to the fire which was starting to heat up by now.

Will tapped her softly on the arm and stood up. Jamie looked round and saw Will's cock was hard again. Just as Will was about to turn away she stopped him and grabbed his cock.

"Jamie?" Will said uncertainly but it was too late. Jamie had already wrapped her mouth around his cock and started to suck it as though her sanity depended on it.

***

"George? Where are you," Olivia called out of the shower.

No answer. Olivia was horny as hell and she needed some satisfaction. Her conversation with her son had brought up all sorts of feelings in her that she wasn't sure she should have. Having sex with Will, her son's roommate was one thing, but sex with her son just plain scared her. She'd begun feeling that she'd failed as a mother as soon as she'd hung up the phone but that feeling was quickly replaced by an intense feeling of desire that she couldn't get rid of alone. And not for lack of trying. She'd been masturbating all afternoon and still she was horny. No matter how many orgasms she'd had the thought Miro had planted still excited her.

"George!" she called again.

Still no answer.

"Dammit! George!!" she yelled angrily as she yanked open the door.

There was no one in the room. George was probably getting some cigarettes and looking around for a potential sex partner in a bar somewhere as they had done all holiday.

Just as she pulled on her white halter top there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in! It's open," she called pulling on her g-string. She had expected it to be Room-Service-Tomica whom she'd been with the previous morning but instead of the young girl a man came in. A man with short wavy brown hair, bright green eyes and a very handsome face. He was wearing an unbuttoned white cotton shirt underneath which she could see his chest hair and a wonderfully tanned six-pack. The rest of him was as handsome as his face. A full body tan and powerful legs partially hidden under loose fitting cut off jeans.

"Mrs White?" the man asked in a deep baritone voice.

"Miss Jones actually. Mrs White is for married people, which I'm not. Please call me Olivia. I'm guessing George sent you over?" she said, feeling her pussy ache for this stranger already.

"Actually I got a call from a my daughter, she seemed to feel that you could do with some loving," said the man. Olivia felt shocked to no degree.

"Who's your daughter?".

"My name is Jonathan Blake, I believe you know my son and daughter?" said Jonathan Blake.

Blake?

"Oh ofcourse, you must be Sonja and Nate's father," Olivia said feeling awkward and more than a little embarrassed.

"Indeed that's me," Jonathan said with a blinding white smile.

"Would you care for something to drink," she said, thinking she could do with a stiff drink.

"Please, Scotch if you have it and I believe my wife would like a white wine," he said, when there was a second knock on the suite's door.

"Your wife?" Olivia said, starting to go weak at the knees.

"Certainly," Jonathan said pleasantly, as he went to open the door.

"Allow me to introduce Jasmine, my wife".

In walked a vision of elegance and beauty. Long dark red hair, big oval brown eyes, full lips and creamy white skin. She was wearing a see through white shirt and a short white skirt. Through the shirt Olivia saw her perfect tits and small brown nipples. She felt another surge between her legs.

"Hello Olivia," said Jasmine Blake in a soft and sensual voice.

"Hi Jasmine, pleased to meet you," Olivia said as she took Jasmine's soft, well manicured hand. As Jasmine took her hand Olivia felt her pussy start to cheer.

"Drink?" she said quickly. Both Jasmine and her husband nodded. Olivia instructed them to take seats on the balcony and she walked over to the liquor cabinet.

"Oh god they're gorgeous," Olivia thought as she poured their drinks, "How on earth did Sonja know we were staying here? And for that matter how could she know that we were swingers?". The answer came quickly. Miro.

"Has he told Sonja everything? How could they do this to me?" she thought even as she walked to the balcony in her shirt and g-string.

With only a day or so left of their trip to the Islands of Hawaii, Olivia decided that she was going to take as much as she possibly could. Jonathan and Jasmine were already seated on the comfortable wicker chairs that stood on the balcony overlooking the magnificent pearly white beaches, the boulevard and indeed the forested areas along the coastline.

"Ah thank you dear. And I must say you look absolutely ravishing. I'm having a hard time containing myself from ravishing you right here and now," Jonathan said, smacking his lips and winking at her. Olivia could see a massive bulge in his shorts alright and she couldn't help but wonder how big his equipment was. Again she felt her pussy give a pleasurable throb.

"Why thank you. Here's your drink," Olivia said as she sat down next him. As she sat down however her eyes were drawn to Jasmine, who was sitting opposite her with her legs up on the padded seat of the wicker chair.

Olivia gasped in a breath when she noticed that she had a full and wonderful view of Jasmine's shaved pussy. Olivia liked that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

***

Exactly at that moment the telephone rang in my room. Sonja looked angrily at me as if to say, "don't you dare answer".

I wasn't planning on it. Sonja's hot mouth was still firmly wrapped around my cock and she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the experience.

The phone continued to ring for a full two minutes and that's when Sonja reached over and picked up the phone from the desk with a free hand.

"Yes?" she said, her mouth just barely having left my cock in time.

I couldn't hear what was being said but Sonja's expression changed, suddenly her eyes sparkled with pleasure and she licked my cock again.

"Oh shut up Nate, we're having sex!" she said suddenly, "Yes with Miro yes! I am...Oh well if you must," she sighed and trust the phone into my hand. At once Sonja wrapped her mouth around my cock again and continued to try and suck the life out of me.

"Hey Nate!" I said, barely able to contain a groan.

"Oh she's good isn't she," he said by way of greeting, "Listen I'm finally in town and I was wondering if I could stay at your place for a couple of days until our parents return".

"Sure, Sonja is already staying and I'm sure she wouldn't mind. If you're here within the hour try the backdoor, it's open".

We said our see you laters and I hung up the phone.

Sonja's sparkling eyes were locked on mine and I could tell that she approved of my decision to let her brother say aswell. Like I was going to say no to my best friend.

Although come to think of it, he had been holding certain things from me. Like Sonja for one.

"Nate'll be here in about half an hour," I moaned as she started massaging my balls again.

***

"I want you," Jamie moaned, taking Will's cock just long enough out of her mouth to say what was on her mind.

Will smiled as if this was just what he had wanted for ages.

Jamie looked at Jason and was highly surprised that he'd fallen asleep. She didn't mind though. She wanted Will on his own. Jason was good and all but Will was just plain awesome. Jamie didn't understand how he did some of the things he did. She'd never been with a guy who could do things as Sonja did them. Will was soft, smelled great, was attentive, a great talker and listener and above all a very, very good interpreter of what she wanted and when. It was almost as if he could read her mind.

"Want to take this into the bedroom?" Will asked playfully.

"No," she said.

"Here?" Will said uncertainly.

"No," she said again.

"Kitchen?" he said even more uncertainly.

Jamie smiled and shook her head.

"Bathroom," she whispered into his ear, "Bath to be exact".

Will smiled and nodded. He then picked her up as though she was made of air and carried effortlessly into the bathroom. Running the tub took no time at all and Jamie took the time there was to go to the toilet while Will went to cover Jason with a blanket.

"Jason's really out of it. He didn't even wake up when I put a pillow under his head," Will called through the toilet door.

"Yeah I heard from the guys on the football team that he really can't take his alcohol," Jamie giggled.

A few moments later Jamie came out of the stall and saw that Will was sitting naked on the edge of the tub waiting for the water to be just right. Jamie took the time to look around the bathroom. Jason had been right. The bathroom was pink. It looked as though some eight year old girl had done the designs and only had the one colour. The sinks were a pale baby pink while the bath was of the same colour. The walls were of a brighter variety as were the cabinets. Infact the entirety of the bathroom was the same sickly colour.

"I didn't decorate if that's what you're wondering. The girl who did the restaurant did the rest up here aswell. All except for the best chair in the house," he grinned, obviously referring to the easy chair he'd fucked Jamie on earlier.

Jamie nodded and joined Will on the rim of the tub.

She still felt he had a lot of secrets but then she did too. His secrets however were something to do with her and she wanted to know them. She knew this wasn't going to be easy but she was going to try anyway.

Jamie twirled her fingers through his hair and kissed his neck. Gently she licked the rim of his ear and kissed his shoulder. Her hands ran the length of his back and cupped his marvellous ass cheeks.

***

George White walked down the irritatingly low lit corridor of his hotel. The seventh floor of the Royal Kona Resort was in his taste quite well decorated, except for the weird colour of the green carpet and he did know a thing or two about decorating. He would have to speak to Jun, the day manager, about the damned low lighting in this corridor though. It also didn't help that all the windows along the corridor were tinted, almost black. He had the funny feeling that the people who'd installed them had done so the wrong way around.

George had already once stumbled into the wrong room by mistake this vacation and he wasn't planning on doing it again. The last time it happened he'd walked in on a man his own age doing it with a girl who could've been Jamie's age and she had been screaming her head off about how much like her daddy the man was.

"Weird," George thought again.

Just then he tripped over something lying on the floor and fell face first into a housekeeping cart. He hit it with a muffled thump and dropped to his knees shaking his head. He felt a bit dazed but other than that there was no damage done. Luckily for him the housekeeping cart was stacked with a mountain of towels and bathrobes.

Olivia always said that he was the luckiest man in the world but right then was the first time he actually believed it.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry," the maid said in a panicked sort of voice as she came rushing out of the room she'd been cleaning. Despite his receding dizziness George couldn't help but notice that the maid was extremely attractive. She wasn't exactly a young blossom but she was still hot as hell. Naturally tinted skin, long shapely legs and a white housekeeping uniform were the first things he saw. He then saw her ample bosom and a long neckline. Finally he looked up at her face. She was gorgeous. Large brown Disney-like eyes, full dark lips and a nose that would've put Cleopatra's to shame. Long hair tied in a bun at the base of her neck made her look even more gorgeous.

"Oh that's quite alright miss ...?" he stammered as he looked into her beautiful eyes.

"Kyla," she smiled.

"Oh god what a gorgeous smile aswell," George thought and felt himself getting hard.

"George White, I must've tripped over something," he said, getting to his feet and brushing some imaginary dust of his shorts.

"I'm so sorry," Kyla started again, "I had the hoover in here but the cord is lying across the corridor. I'm so sorry if there's anything I can do ...".

George smiled at the last sentence.

"Anything?" he asked smiling, his eyes twinkling.

Kyla blushed heavily but nodded all the same.

"I can think of a few things, would you like to know what they are?" he asked leaning close to her. He could smell her wonderful perfume.

"Room 718 right?" Kyla said looking directly into George's eyes.

***

"Where is George?" Jasmine said to Jonathan as Olivia went to refresh their drinks.

"Dunno, he should've been here by now. Sonja said she'd called him aswell," Jonathan said shrugging as he ran his fingers tenderly along his wife's long shapely legs.

"Wouldn't mind getting started without him though," Jasmine grinned as her eyes roved over Olivia's ass again.

"Say the word and I'll go and get us some ice or something so you two can get warmed up," Jonathan said, looking at his wife with a very familiar twinkle in his eyes.

"Consider it said," Jasmine said and blew him a kiss.

Jonathan nodded and stood up, unable to hide the boner that had grown in his shorts anymore, he made his way to Olivia.

"I've just remembered that I have to take our rental car back before we leave tomorrow," he lied. He had done that three days ago but Olivia wasn't to know that.

"Oh," said Olivia slightly disappointed, "Well we'll be here when you come back. See you later". She had no trouble noticing the large bulge in his shorts but decided to act as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Bye," Jonathan said and kissed her lips in way of see you later.

He waved casually to his wife and headed out the door.

***

George and Kyla were just about at the door to room 718 when a man came out. It took George about three seconds to recognise the man and felt a smile creep up on his face.

"Well fancy meeting you here stranger," he said jovially when Jonathan turned to look at him.

He saw Jonathan take in Kyla's wonderful body and magnificent face before he reacted.

"I just left the mother of your children in the capable hands of my wife. And I suggest that we don't go in here just now. And who's this vision of beauty," he said in way of greeting.

George smiled widely.

"This is the wonderful Kyla. I was just about to introduce her to Olivia but I suggest we go and find ourselves an empty suite so we can enjoy her more thoroughly before we do that. How about it Kyla?" George said looking at the vision standing next to him.

Kyla's eyes glittered and she smiled widely. She then took both George and Jonathan's hand and led them around the corner of the hallway and up two flights of stairs. She didn't say a word until she had led them into the largest suite in the hotel. The bridal suite.

"There's no one in here at the moment and won't be for the next three days. The honeymooners are on a cruise. Now both of you Strip!" she commanded in her sensual voice.

George and Jonathan exchanged one look and then began to shed their clothes in a hurry. Kyla did not however and waited for the two men to stand up again, this time completely naked. She gazed over at them with an appraising and quite frankly, impressed look on her pretty face.

George was tall, muscular and fit. His chest looked freshly shaven and so did his pubic region. Kyla nodded appreciatively at him after taking a good long look at the pole between his legs, her eyes twinkling.

Jonathan was tall dark and handsome, his six-pack and lean stature made his cock seem even bigger than it was. His chest was not shaven but sported a dark mat of tightly curling chest hair. His pubic region, like George's was indeed clean shaven.

"Wives don't like pubic hair in their mouths?" Kyla said approvingly.

Both men nodded.

George didn't correct her when she said wives. Who cared anyway. Kyla was hot, sexy and apparently very willing. He wasn't fool enough to put her off.

"Oooh nice ass Jonathan," she commented as she walked around them, "And nice Tattoo George".

She ran a wet finger over George's right arm and kissed his tattoo, which he'd been tricked into during his college years. It was basically the Chinese symbol for stupidity and drunkenness. At least that's what his college friends had told him.

As she came round infront of them again she looked down at their cocks and then into their eyes. With a slight smirk she licked her lips in a sensual manner and beckoned them towards her. As one both men surged forwards and carried her onto the bed where her clothes were stripped quickly, with her help. In no time at all she had both cock's in her hands and was first sucking one and then the other, switching between them every now and then.

***

Olivia fell back on the bed and about a nano second later she felt Jasmine crawl over her, tracing her tongue across her belly. Sighing with pleasure she watched the beautiful woman spread her legs and gently kiss her pussy. Then she rose up and kissed her full on the mouth. Olivia wrapped her arms and legs around Jasmine and kissed her passionately back.

The heat radiating from Jasmine's body was intense. It was so intense that Olivia couldn't help wanting to get closer to the beauty on top of her.

"Jasmine ... ," she began in a hoarse whisper. But Jasmine pressed her warm fingers to her ruby lips.

"Shhh no more talking baby unless you can't help it," she whispered huskily allowing herself a small smile. And with that she took her finger off Olivia's lips and licked the other woman's upper lip with teasing gentleness. Olivia felt a rush inside her at the touch of Jasmine's tongue and longed for more, indeed that was what escaped her mouth involuntarily.

"More?" Jasmine said with a teasing smile, "More what?"

Olivia reached up and enclosed Jasmine's neck with her hands and pulled her towards her mouth. A passionate kiss followed for a long time after that....and that was merely the beginning.

***

At that moment however Nathaniel Blake had just pulled his car into Grove Lane and gotten out at the 'White estate'.

He'd rung the doorbell but seeing as that was hanging off it's wires he had the funny feeling that wasn't working. His sister Sonja had said that she would be there for the next couple of days so he'd found it logical to assume that she would be there now. Miro had said they were having sex and that they would be for the next hour. If he didn't get a response at the front that he should try the back door and, seeing as the whole house looked suspiciously devoid of activity, he decided that he indeed was going to try the back door.