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3. Naughty Pool Party.

Author: Bookwise
last update Last Updated: 2023-10-06 17:04:40

Vera's POV.

“Go girl! Go girl! Go girl!” People cheer as Sage swings her ass in rhythm with the sensual music blasting in the background.

Since we arrived here about an hour ago, we gathered by the pool and danced, drinking and competing on whose ass twerks better.

Sage has taken the lead now, and I’m cheering her alongside others as she jiggles the flesh of her ass cheeks peeking through her bikini swimmer.

“Woo-hoo!” Nick, booms, diving into the pool. He swims over and slaps Sage’s ass cheeks. She doesn’t 

stop. In fact, having our BFFs cheer makes Sage wiggle that waist and ass.

“Oh, yeah. Twerk it mama… roll it. Up, down, up down!” She follows the tune, losing it all as her waist shakes sensually with the music.

Someone slithers their hand from behind me and I turn to see Harry, smirking down at me.

“Oh, boy!” I exclaim but he suddenly lands his lips on mine. I jerk away and slap him across the face.

“Was just trying to be nice, c'mon, Vee.” He rumbles out and I give him an eye roll.  I just figure out he's bare chested and I drag my gaze down to settle around the tiny bulge poking his boxer briefs. I sigh, knowing that in all the places that David is filled up, Harry is lean there.

Just like his cock. If it’s 

David,  his cock will be well packed in his brief. I mean, even without being hard, the man is thick. Now I wonder how he'll be when he's hard.

My eyes make it back to Harry's bicep and I notice there’s no rippling muscle there. Damn, the boy lacks a lot.

He smirks, thinking I find him hot. Too bad dude. You’re anything but hot. I rattle in my mind.

By the time my eyes skitter back to watch Sage's twerking, it happens that she’s  done.

“…and that’s  when I knew she can’t  give a real blowjob!” I hear Nick gush and everyone bursts into laughter. I wonder what they were saying.

Harry doesn’t  leave. He glues to my side, occupying my space.

“Are you serious dude?” Someone yells from the crowd surrounding  the pool.

Nick's parents are in Europe 

currently that’s  why he threw the party this time. Nick had always wanted to throw a pool party ‘cause he's naughty and loves naughty things.

Nick barks a laugh at the question  and squeak. “You think I’d lie?”

 Nick's naughty, yeah, but the boy is a tech wizard. Give him anything 

related to hacking and he's definitely 

going to blast your mind.

He has a study in his house that’s  filled with nothing except  computers. 

The boy is something else.

“That’s  enough!” A girl yells out. I look around and find Ella Clint looking at Nick with anger on her face.

“Oh, man…” I sigh. Nick has always wanted to pick on the girl after what she did to him.

Some weeks ago, Nick and Ella were making out in the restroom  at school when suddenly the girl leaves him saying his cock  isn’t up to her fancy.

Nick was pained after he heard  Ella gave the principal’s son, Jake, a blowjob in the restroom. The scandal had hurt Nick and now he wants to get his revenge.

“You mad chick? But it’s true, huh!?” He slurs.

I know Nick has gotten his full of alcohol. He's literally  slurring now.

“Prove him wrong Ella!” Some shout to Ella's embarrassment.

“Yes, prove him wrong!”

“Prove him wrong!”  

Literally, everyone is screaming at Ella to prove Nick wrong. I see her face turn a shade of red. She saunters over and dives into the Olympic 

sized pool. She swims in the water to the very edge Nick’s sitting on.

Her hand finds his boxer shorts and she wriggles Nick's shaft. 

A hiss vibrates from Nick’s lips as the girl cups him out of his briefs.

The glint in his eyes is evident as he watches Ella scoot her mouth close to his crown and lick.  Nick practically gushes a breath through his mouth, and his eyes shoot heavenward.

He has a thing for Ella and that’s why he did what he did.  Ella holds the side of his hips and begins to stroke him up and down…people squirm.

Nick buries his hands into her hair, guiding her movement against  his phallus. Pleasure  glistens 

in his eyes when his eyes found mine.

We all watch, expecting Nick to criticize  Ella's blowjob skills but he doesn’t. Instead, he mumbles. “Come you all, fuck yourselves. It’s  a naughty pool party!”

His slurred words stimulate others and some girls went down to the knees of their partners, pulling the boys 

briefs down and close their lips over the cocks.

Grunts. Mewl sounds and musk fills the air.

I squirm taking in the naughty scene…all too aware of the guy I can practically  use to chase my relief for the time being.

Since my hormones 

became active, I loved getting dicked. But my desire for David always makes me want to reserve myself  for him.   So, instead of  having my sex dicked…I rather ask people  to eat me

Oral sex is what I’ve been using for a long to relieve myself. Only David will  dick me.

‘But what if your wishes doesn’t  come true?’ a voice in my mind rattles. I shake it off.  I don’t  want to believe that David won’t  fall for me.

I'll tempt him until he does. I won’t  stop. Daddy must  know I’m a woman now.

“Ahhh…Sage!” Someone moans out and I look to my left to see Sage grinding herself  on the blonde that has been  her date since today.

Oh-my-God...

My eyes widen as I watch my Bff, going clit to clit with the blonde. Literally  everyone  here is fucking and making out.

“Fuckkkkkkk….Sage!!!” the purr is a little  high-pitched. It has me looking again, and I see Sage going missionary  with the blonde.

Their kissing pussies oozing wet sounds around us. Sage supports herself  with one elbow, scissoring the sexy blonde while playing with the girl’s 

titities.

A fluid motion over my lap drags my attention  away from 

Sage and the blonde. I look to see Harry touching my thighs.

“Let me give you pleasure…” He offers.  

I sigh, knowing I want the pleasure but not from him.

‘Just use him for tonight. It won’t  hurt!’ My mind squeaks.

“Can you get on your knees?”

Harry quickly nods.

“Are you good at tonguing someone?” I ask and he quickly nods again.  “Fine, get to your knees then and tongue my pussy!” I order him.

Harry quickly  pull off his briefs and hurries into the pool to part my legs and feast on my sex.

Just at the fucking dying minute, Andrei  appears from no where and hollers!

“Don’t you dare, young man!”

I visibly shake, likewise Harry. Oh…no. Daddy’s second right hand man just saw me about to be sucked.

I hope he's not going to tell David. He’s  not consented to me to have a boyfriend.

I skitter away from Harry and adjust my swimmers. My chest heaving as fear flares inside me.

“An…Andrei!?” I stutter, wondering what he'll do to Harry.

“Dude, what’s wrong?” Harry stands to challenge Andrei. Only if he knew the kind man Andrei is, he wouldn’t  dare put up a challenge.

Andrei shoots him a hard glare and wedges Harry's punch with his forearm when he tries to inch closer to me.

By now, everyone in the pool has stopped their fucking session to watch what’s going to happen.

No one messes with David Truman’s ward. Not at all.

I wait for Andrei's reaction but he gives none. He walks to me at last and snags my wrists, dragging me away.

“Wait, Andrei! You’re hurting me!” I say, trying to cover my jiggling breasts but the man doesn’t 

stop!

When we get to the car park, he leaves my aching wrist and I rub against the burn, daggering him with my eyes.

Andrei avoids taking me in because  he knows I’m almost naked. His eyes are everywhere but on me.

“What were you thinking, Vera?”  He snaps.

“I was just having fun!” I bark, hating how he embarrassed  me there.

“Fun huh? Is your daddy aware? Did he consent you to have a boyfriend?” He barks.

“Don’t bark at me, Andrei!” I snap in anger. “David’s  not my daddy. And his guardianship is gonna end soon. So don’t  preach to me!”

I’m boiling. Why should I…seek permission  from David before having sexual pleasure?

What about the one he does? Does he consider me when doing it? Doesn’t  he know he hurts my feelings each time I hear women screaming as he fucks them?

Damnit! I fume. My nostrils 

flares!

Andrei sighs. Then. “Get in the car.  I was asked to drive you home! Enough of your partying!”

My eyes bulge. We ain’t even done and he's asking I return home?

“You…can’t  take me home now.” My fists ball.

“In the car, now!” Andrei’s 

voice highs an octave, my feet begin shuffling even before my mind can think of a way to protest. I step into the car and Andrei locks me in.

He walks away into Nick's  place, only to return with my dress. When he slides behind the wheel, he throws the dress over to me and I put it on.

We arrive home and I find out that David’s  not even home yet. In a fit of rage, I stomp upstairs  to my room, shower, and wait for his return.  To my disappointment, I doze off.  But when I wake in the middle of the night, my heart drops at what meets my eyes.

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