Traffic Girl - Rita Ch. 62

"Yes," I confirmed.

"Wow," she said. "That must be a bitch to keep from showing on-air."

"I like to keep my piercing a little more private," Jen chimed in flirtatiously. She took intense drags on a cigarette, burning it down quickly.

Minutes later, Jen had already stripped down to her bra and thong, which then soon disappeared in a pile on the pool deck. Jen had a ridiculous body. She could compete with Gloria in a bimbo contest, and she knew it. She was obviously proud of her physical attributes and took her time lowering herself into the pool. Her tits were round, high, and hard, with thick, light brown nipples that complemented her skin. Her butt jutted out dramatically, and I was sure it was enhanced by plastic surgery. Her hips flared out invitingly, and she had a pretty, compact pussy with a tattoo of a vine in green ink that ran between her pubic bones.

I saw Rita eyeing the coke, but instead of indulging she stood up and asked Kim if she wanted to join her.

"I'm going to take a minute and finish my drink," Kim said. "But I'll be right behind you."

Rita showed she was equal parts mother hen and queen bee as she walked over to the pool. She guided the action, and she was the center of the action at the same time. She was nude before I knew it, and, at least from my vantage point, the sun caught her body perfectly. Just as she tossed her head back, running her hands through her hair, she jutted out her tits. With her feet already one before the other, it was a modelesque pose that made for an enchanting picture. Her breasts hung perfectly, and she showed the barest hint of ribcage. Her thigh rippled, and her calves were toned and athletic. But my gaze kept drifting to her ass, standing high and proud, a perfect curve.

"Phew," I said audibly.

"She's not tops in the ratings for nothing," Kim joked.

I found her attitude refreshing. She was unpretentious and non-competitive.

"That's a nice thing to say," I said.

"It's true," Kim said. "And what people don't give her credit for is that she's damn good at her job. She's got it all."

"I like to think so," I said with a laugh.

"This is seriously an amazing setup," Kim said. "And you all seem super cool."

"To some extent, I think we all know how good we've got it," I said, standing up. "At least I do. Do you want to take a dip?"

"Sure," Kim said, "why not?"

She stood up, drained her Champagne glass, and we walked over to the pool.

"Get in, baby," Jess said to me, smiling radiantly.

"As usual, I can't strip fast enough for you!" I said playfully.

I shucked off my clothes and left them in a heap. I caught Jen staring at my cock. But so did Rita.

"Can you believe he's a grower and a shower?" Rita said, and the girls laughed.

I dove in, and the water felt fantastic. It was a slightly warmer contrast to the late-October summer of Houston. I swam back up to the surface because I was a bit curious about Kim. When my eyes found her again, I was pleased to catch a view of her ass as she bent down to step out of her panties. She was built purely like an athlete, firm ass, sturdy thighs, and those incredibly long legs. Her tits were shockingly huge and natural -- the point of almost being unwieldy. I stared at her and kept thinking of the word "sexpot."

"She's stacked, isn't she, daddy?" Kat said quietly as she swam close to me.

"That's almost exactly the word I was thinking of, Kitty Kat," I said.

"I didn't realize that the prize for Rita and me winning our match today would be this," Kat said with pleasure.

"Is that what's going to happen?" I said.

"It sure seems like it, doesn't it?" she shot back.

"I'm just here to go with the flow," I said. "You know me."

And Kat swam off to greet Kim. Rita had pulled herself up onto the side of the pool and was kicking her legs gently as Jen treaded water near her. They exchanged unheard words, and then Jess slipped her arms around me from behind. She rested her chin on my shoulder, keeping her above water as I stood on the pool's bottom.

"Imagine the ratings they would get if what happens is I think what is going to happen," she said.

"I don't care about the ratings," I said. "I care about having a ticket to the show."

"I think you've already got that, babe," Jess said. "I think the only question is whether you get to have a role." She slid her hand over my chest, slick and wet from the pool, and cupped my balls and cock. She kissed my neck and my ear, then whispered, "But I want to be your starlet tonight. I need my man's dick."

"Your wish is my command," I said, spinning a half turn to face her. I looked at her, suddenly serious. "It always has been, you know."

Jess smiled. She pushed her oversized Dior sunglasses off her nose and rested them on her matted, wet blonde hair.

"I know," she said, brimming with confidence.

After a quick dip, Kat and Kim sat next to each other on the side of the pool now, too, the water dripping off them and the sun drying them. They chatted comfortably, and I noticed Kim's perfectly manicured landing strip. She had a proud bump of a mound and prominent, butterfly-shaped pussy lips. Jess and I made our way closer to the TV quartet.

"It hurt like hell," we heard Jen say. "But, oh my god, it was totally worth it. For oral and vaginal. Big dick or a small one even."

Jen pulled herself up the pool ladder as Jess and I arrived. She turned around, putting her legs shoulder width apart and used both hands to spread her pussy lips. We were greeted with a view of her clit piercing, shiny and proud.

"I cum so hard now!" she said happily, then walked back over to the patio, where she did two more lines of coke.

In the meantime, Rita had changed spots and sat on the other side of Kim from Kat. They made small talk that was most work-related, which was very amusing to me given that they were naked. Jess was handsy with me, and before long we were making out.

"I don't know how you're resisting this coke," Jen said when she came back. "It's the best I've ever had. God, I would be such a cokehead if I had this around all the time! Do you guys want to do chicken fights?"

We all laughed at how all over the place Jen was, but the traffic and weather girls thought chicken fights would be fun.

"Should we make it a grudge match?" Kat suggested. "Rita can hold me, and Kim can hold Jen?"

"You're on!" Kim said.

To call what ensued a chicken fight would have been generous. It was more a tangle of limbs, but it had the desired effect. Kat and Jen locked hands and grappled for a few moments before slipping off the shoulders of their respective bases. When the four of them disentangled and came up from underwater? The dam of tension that had built up had broken. Rita had pulled Kim into a kiss and then offered her tits to the rival weather girl's mouth, which she greedily accepted. Jen and Kat kissed hungrily until Jen pulled Kat's head back by her hair and sloppily kissed up and down her neck.

Next to me, Jess started to stroke me underneath the water. She gave me light kisses as she jacked my cock.

"Showtime," she whispered.

Jess gently guided me over to the edge of the pool.

"Hop up," she said. "You just enjoy the show. I'm going to enjoy your dick."

I followed her command and felt the pool water drip down my body as Jess confidently took my shaft in her hand and twirled her tongue around the tip of my cock. Rita and Kim made out intensely. Their tits bobbed at the top of the water line, their nipples playing hide-and-seek with one another. Kim broke away briefly.

"Let's not tell my boyfriend about this, okay?" she said with a sheepish grin.

"There's nothing to tell," Rita assured her.

I looked over at Kat and Jen. Jen was aggressive and took charge. She was infatuated by Kat's nipple piercings and licked them with her tongue and tweaked them with her fingers. Kat was in ecstasy, but I still got a strange vibe from Jen. As I admired her stacked body, though, I didn't give it much more than a passing thought.

"You're so hard, baby," Jess said, finally pulling her mouth off for a break. "Who's making you this horny?"

"It's just the whole scene," I said contentedly.

"It's not Jen?" Jess pressed me. "With that thick ass? You don't want to fuck her back door and make her eat that arrogant attitude she has?"

I chuckled and said, "Okay, there might be some appeal to a little hate fuck there."

Jess deep-throated me again for several strokes and pulled off once more.

"Let's go get some coke," she said. "I don't want to lose this buzz. It's hitting so right."

Jess lifted herself out of the pool, and I followed her over to the covered patio, where we had left the coke. While Jess toweled off, I helped myself to a couple quick snorts. The cooler, early evening air made Jess's nipples rock hard, and I watched them bounce as she bent over to refresh her high.

"It still makes me hard every time I see you do a line," I confessed.

"Well, don't worry," Jess said. "I'm never going to stop doing them for you."

Jen and Kat sauntered over, water dripping down their bodies, which were a study in contrasts. Kat had tightened up significantly with her dedication to tennis. I couldn't help but look at her and wonder how her belly and breasts would swell during pregnancy, and the effect on my cock, which stirred, wasn't lost on me.

"You really should hit this," Jen said to Kat.

"I get it all the time," Kat said casually. "Which is why I need a detox!"

I admired her diplomatic skills. Jen rubbed me the wrong way. She was cocky and pushy. She didn't have the courage of her convictions, it struck me. She wanted the girls to follow her. I decided to keep my guard up around her, a decision that almost immediately was validated.

Kat sipped from her Champagne glass, newly refilled. Jen aggressively snorted up more cocaine. She was incredibly wired, and I couldn't deny that I liked how she could handle the white lines. I also couldn't help but watch the deep ass cleavage that her generous, round ass formed. Kat noticed where my eyes had focused.

"She wants you, daddy," Kat whispered.

I arched my eyebrows at her. Jen chatted with Jess and gave her an obvious once-over. Jen was a horndog.

"I think it's a territorial thing," she added. "She wants what is ours."

"I'm happy to watch and keep Jess company," I said.

"I didn't say you'd have to do that," Kat said.

"You have something in mind," I said, knowing better than to phrase it as a question.

"Bet you could get rough with her," she said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"So it's going to be that kind of party?" I said playfully, echoing Jen's earlier words before we went skinny-dipping.

Rita and Kim were completely lost in each other in the pool, the two weather girls making out passionately and taking turns sucking on each other's breasts. When I turned my attention back to the patio, Jess and Jen were now kissing.

"Should we take this party inside?" Kat said.

All of us seemingly understood that she meant the bedroom. Jess led the way, everyone going along wordlessly. It was as if the afternoon always had been destined for this result. When we arrived in the master bedroom, Jen gushed about it.

"This bed is huge!" she cried.

"Well, when you've got four sleeping together," Kat said, smiling at Jess and me.

"Oh my god, you all sleep together? Every night?" Jen said.

"Like we said," Kat explained, "we're together together."

"I'm sorry, but that is so hot," Jen said. "Like seriously."

"It works for us," Jess said with a shrug.

"You must wear that big dick out," Jen said, unabashedly staring at my cock.

"Every day," Kat said.

"Usually multiple times," Jess said with a laugh.

"I love girls," Jen said, "but I'm a dick girl. It's like I can never get enough dick."

"Well," Kat said, suddenly becoming the aggressor with Jen, "we don't mind sharing. But we like girls, too. So pick your poison."

"I want it all," Jen said, throwing her arms above her head.

Kat and Jess both descended on her. Jess kissed Jen, and Kat put her mouth over her nipples, the implants rock hard and slutty. My cock sprung to life as I watched, and that wasn't lost on Jen. Kat and Jess noticed that, too, and exchanged a look.

"Can I taste him?" Jen asked.

"You can," Jess said, and she looked at Kat again.

"But our house? Our rules," Kat said.

"I can respect that," Jen said.

"John is an ass man," Kat said with implication.

Jen smiled, a broad grin full of electricity and confidence. I doubted she had any other smile.

"Good thing I'm a three-hole girl," she said with the same electric smile.

"Shut up and kiss me," Kat said, and I admired her sudden ability to control the situation.

Jen acquiesced, and Jess lowered her own mouth to Jen's breasts. I figured that left me free to do what I pleased. So I decided to start from a position of strength. I walked behind Jen and looked at her big bubble butt. I was convinced it was surgically enhanced. I also grappled with my presumptive dislike of her and her arrogance. I felt like she could be dangerous -- not for me but to the girls. So I did what any good protector would do. I spanked her, unceremoniously and without warning. I lifted my hand high and brought it down against her exposed cheeks.

"Ow!" Kat screamed. "You bit my lip!"

"I'm so sorry!" Jen yelped. "I wasn't expecting that!" She looked at me with a feigned look of reproach. "But I liked it."

"Shit, just be careful," Kat said, with sincere rapprochement, and in that moment I loved her even more.

"Lie down," Jess said, pushing Jen down on the bed.

With Jen laid out on our expansive mattress, Jess climbed on top of her. She didn't say anything. She simply lowered her perfect, smooth cunt onto Jen's mouth, and the rival traffic girl began to lick eagerly.

"Fuck that's good," Jess said with satisfaction. "Eat my cunt."

Kat looked at me with adoration. It was a beautiful unspoken moment. She kissed me, and her tongue twirled around mine.

"You just get me, don't you?" she said.

"Since the day we met," I said. "I love you."

"I love when you feel sentimental," she said, then her voice turned to a whisper. "But don't treat Jen like that. She has more Instagram followers than I do."

I smiled and watched as Kat flopped between Jen's thighs and began to lap at her pierced clit. Jess tossed her hair from side to side as she rode Jen's face, grinding her hips down to make the other traffic girl work her pussy without a break. As I surveyed the scene and tried to decide my first move, our attention was pulled toward the bedroom door.

"There you are!" Rita said.

Kim, who towered over her, clung to Rita's arm and looked at her with longing. It was cute. Her breasts were truly massive and hung low, with thick nipples. I wondered if she had kids already.

"You weren't joking," Kim said to Rita. "He's huge."

"And knows how to use it," Rita said, her eyes locked on me.

"I'm just trying to figure out what to do with it right now," I said.

"Can I?" Kim asked shyly.

"I don't think John has ever said no to head," Rita said.

And, just like that, things took an unexpected turn. Kim tucked her hair, curly and still matted from the pool, behind her ear and dropped to her knees.

"We won't tell your boyfriend," Rita said, looking at me with smiling eyes and a laugh.

Kim wrapped her hand around my shaft and looked up at me. Her eyes were big and warm. She seemed completely in awe of my size, which was a nice ego boost. She opened her mouth wide and confidently took me inside. And then she gagged.

"Fuck!" she said, gasping. "That's such a big dick!"

Rita smiled and got on her knees next to Kim, who had tears streaming down her face.

"Let me show you," she said.

Rita swallowed me all the way without hesitation. She bobbed her head up and down a few times and then pulled off.

"You've just gotta have practice," she said sweetly.

"My boyfriend is maybe half this big," Kim said.

"I'm always happy to teach," I said playfully.

Our attention was drawn to the bed, where Jess started crying out in orgasm. I was mesmerized seeing her firm ass cheeks flex as she came. When she finally pulled back from Jen's mouth, the Instagram darling traffic girl cried out in desperation.

"I need dick," she said. "Please! Please! I'll do anything."

But Kat wasn't done with her yet. I saw her snake a couple fingers inside Jen's pussy as she fervently licked her pierced clit. Within moments, Jen cried out.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Shit!" she yelled.

Meanwhile, Rita and Kim were attached at the lips again. Jess, who had rolled off the bed, had a look of pure contentment on her face. She let a finger wander down between her legs and glide across her pussy lips, then she raised it up to her mouth and tasted herself. She sauntered over to Rita and dropped to her knees behind her. She kissed up and down her thighs and ass cheeks. Rita sighed and leaned forward to give Jess better access to her, and she never stopped kissing Kim.

"Daddy," Kat said, and I whirled around.

While I had been distracted watching Jess and Rita, Kat had cemented her dominance of Jen. They had shifted positions, with Kat positioning her for me when I turned around. Jen was on all fours, her big ass pointed up high, and her face buried in the mattress.

"Wreck her," Kat mouthed at me.

Kat moved to the top of the bed and gently pulled up Jen's head. She slid down, parting her legs, and planted her pussy on Jen's mouth. I climbed onto the mattress, Jen's ass sticking up proudly, and marveled at the tenacity she had shown with Jen. Kat played second fiddle to no one. It was probably the biggest change in her personality I had noticed. She could still play the submissive, but she knew how to assert herself.

If Jen hadn't made such an arrogant impression, I might have considered using lube, but when I grabbed her hips and sized up the dripping pussy and tight asshole in front of my eyes, I knew there was only one thing to do. Jen knew it, too.

"Give me that big dick however you want, stud," she said.

So I did. I wanted her fat ass, and I took it. I knew by looking at the dark brown hole buried deep between her cheeks that she wasn't a stranger to anal sex. I decided to test that assumption and drove my cock, angrily hard, straight into her anus without any lube.

"Fuck yeah!" Jen said when I penetrated her. "I love a man who isn't a pussy."

Kat looked at me with fire in her eyes. She bit her bottom lip, put her hand behind Jen's head, and pulled it into her pussy. She threw her head back to enjoy her rival eating her out.

"Eat my cunt!!" Kat cried.

As she did, I bottomed out into Jen's ass. I don't think she expected that level of aggression, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. That reaction spurred me on. I wanted to dominate her. Her ass was dry, and it didn't feel particularly good to fuck her raw like this, so I spit on her hole as my cock dove into her.

Over the next ten minutes, a brutal anal session ensued. The whole time, Kat screamed in ecstasy as her rival licked her pussy. I pumped in and out of Jen's ass, her asshole angrily spreading and pushing back and forth as I fucked her. I felt Rita's hand on my back at one point, and she and Kim watched the show. I smiled when I saw Kim give me furtive thumbs-up.

There was no way I could last long with the friction generated by Jen's ass. And it was impossible to stave off my orgasm because the rougher I got? The more she loved it and egged me on. I felt my balls contract and grabbed a fistful of Jen's hair, which caused her to push her butt into me harder. I couldn't hold out. I moaned and announced I was cumming. Jen reached her hand underneath her and cupped my balls. I realized that Kim and Rita were just watching us now. I smiled at them and savored the feeling of my sperm rocketing into Jen's ass.