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Jessie giggled and turned, getting a quick kiss on the cheek from him. “Tease,” she said, scowling playfully.
“Shit, tease my ass,” he said, turning back around to face her. She giggled as she felt him pull her suit back down and then felt something else slide underneath, right between her cheeks. His modest cock pushed against her butt, and she groaned, glancing back at him in mild surprise.
He grinned and winked, then pushed a little more. The head of his cock pushed past the cusp of her asshole and continue further along her chair, resting underneath her pussy and causing her a considerable amount of sexual arousal.
Vicky was quietly laughing, covering her mouth at his antics.
“Shit, gorgeous,” he said, smiling and sliding out from beneath Jessie, “I don’t know what you’re laughing at, you’re next.”
Vicky giggled and good-naturedly accepted his playful advances, even going so far as to let him briefly grope one of her bikini-covered breasts.
He smiled widely and gave her a kiss on the cheek as she shook her head at him and smirked. “It’s all love, sugar,” he said. “I like to play, that’s all it is.”
Jessie rolled her eyes and shooed him away, granting him a single kiss on the lips as he leaned in.
Giggling, Vicky rolled her eyes as he turned and walked back to the guys. “He’s a hoot,” Jessie said, smiling.
“I can tell,” Vicky said, smiling. “Did he actually stick his cock inside you?”
Jessie giggled and shook her head. “No, he’s more careful than that.”
Vicky smiled, then asked, “Oh, are you planning on showing Dex his present?” while nodding down at Jessie’s breasts.
She smiled and nodded. “I guess I better do that before things get crazy, huh,” she said. Vicky smiled and nodded.
“We’ll talk more,” Jessie said, surprising Vicky and leaning in to kiss her. The pretty blonde wife moaned the slightest little bit and blushed as she covered her mouth with her hand, shocked at the noise.
Jessie winked and turned, going over to show Dexter his tattoos and hoping like hell that he liked them. Thrilled beyond words when he was, she finally felt at ease.
After showing off a little, and then playing around in the pool a little, she hopped out and announced that it was time for the first game. She went over and looked at all the stuff she had. Really, the watermelon was the only one that could be done with clothes on, and hopefully it would be something that would get other people to strip down.
Walking to the edge of the pool with the watermelon in hand, she looked down and saw all the guys and a few of the girls staring up at her nudity. Half were looking at her pussy, the other her breasts. She giggled, causing them to bounce.
“Buncha ogling pervs,” she said, drawing smiles and scattered laughter. “I need a hand holding my melon,” she said cheekily. Don was happy to help and hopped out. “Thanks papa,” she said smiling sweetly.
“You’re welcome, spitfire,” he said, taking the melon from her.
“Y’all break up into two teams,” she said. “The only rule is that you can’t be on the same team as your date.”
The group seemed to enjoy that idea, and soon were set up in two different teams. Jessie, John, Vicky, Blake, Lacey, and Alec were facing Dexter, Donna, Eric, Sandy, Ronnie, and Erin.
“What about Don?” Lacey asked.
“Referee,” he said, smiling widely.
“Okay,” Jessie said, popping open the bottle of baby oil. “The object is to get the watermelon, which will be covered with baby oil, to your end of the pool.
She poured a healthy amount of the goo onto the watermelon and then hopped in the pool. Don waited patiently for everyone to get set up, and then tossed the melon into the deep end.
Jessie giggled, immediately feeling someone yank her backward away from the melon. Ronnie, apparently really wanting to win, dove forward under water and came up with the oily orb. Behind her, one of her own teammates, Alec, came up and helped her regain her footing. She smiled a thanks as she felt his hands on her waist, then snickered as one moved across her butt as he moved past her.
The game started to pick up pace, and finally, someone had a suit yanked off, much to Jessie’s relief.
Lacey had been wearing what looked like a sturdy looking bikini, but it was no match for Ronnie’s yanking hands. She squealed in surprise and slugged him in the chest but didn’t bother to cover up her perky breasts. Ronnie responded by grabbing her and pulling them both underwater. Somehow, she came up with his suit a few seconds later.
Blake, bigger and stronger than the rest of the people in the pool, finally wrestled the melon away from Eric, who wasn’t so small himself either, at least in other places than his cock, she mused. Eric had had three people on the other team hanging off of him, one of them being Lacey, and that had been when Ronnie had struck in an effort to help his teammate.
Once Lacey’s top had been yanked off and Ronnie lost his shorts, it seemed like the go-to tactic for people that had the watermelon.
Blake yelped in surprise as Sandy immediately started to yank downward on his shorts. He laughed as he struggled forward, ignoring her until Donna joined in and they finally freed the swim trunks. He dove toward Donna as she swam away with the trunks, letting Sandy have the watermelon. Donna tossed them out of the pool, and Blake dunked her in response.
Jessie giggled as she saw Donna not surface, and the look of surprise cross Blake’s face a second later, knowing that her roommate was no doubt acquainting herself with Blake’s equipment. Surfacing a second later, Donna grinned provocatively and winked at him as he shook his head and smiled, swimming back toward the watermelon.
Sandy was squealing, holding it tight and trying to move forward, but Alec and John were both yanking on different parts of her suit. Laughing, she finally acquiesced and stood there as Alec and John laughed and swam off.
Blake laughed at her then, seeing that they’d stretched her suit out a little and it was basically hanging off her body. Seeing no other recourse, she slid it off and went to join the match.
Soon, everyone was practically naked, and Jessie couldn’t have been happier. She felt Blake come up behind her at one point and expect to feel a little grope or a hand on her butt, but he was apparently not a flirty type of guy. That was okay, she could show him how.
She swam behind him and dove under, her hand sliding between his legs and finding the semi-erect cock there. She giggled as she felt him squirm for a second and came up on the other side, reaching for it again after momentarily losing contact.
He smirked and shook his head at her as she briefly stroked, his own hand holding the small of her back before she swam away.
She smiled, seeing Vicky and Erin holding Dexter back, pushing him back toward the edge of the pool and away from the watermelon. He smiled, shrugging as she waved at him.
A few minutes later, Don called the game. Jessie’s team won, in no small part to Blake’s commanding presence. She grinned and hopped out of the pool.
“Can you hand me my trunks?” Blake asked, hovering near the deep end.
She got a curious look on her face and came over. “Why?” she asked, looking around. Dexter, in all his nude glory, along with Eric and Ronnie were standing outside the pool, all three seemingly non-plussed at the nudity.
He sighed. “I’m a big dude with an average dick.”
She smirked. “Honey, look at John, and look at Eric.”
He glanced over, his eyes going slightly wider at seeing John, and then going very wide at seeing Eric. Immediately he smiled and hopped out.
For a few minutes, Eric endured the questions and stares of the party goers, almost as if he’d done it a hundred times.
No one was mean to him at all, and Jessie was quietly thankful for that. She’d been worried that John might make some comment trying to be funny and hurt his feelings. She quietly promised to pay him back for resisting the urge.
Still, hanging around in the afternoon sun isn’t always a good idea, and there was a slight breeze that made a few of the people cold. Towels came out, and a most of the girls and a few of the guys sat around with them or wrapped up in them.
She glanced over and saw Don go over to the grill and check on the ribs before disappearing into the house to get the hamburgers and other stuff he was cooking. When he came back, she saw Donna go over and playfully start to try and talk him out of his swim trunks. Knowing how persuasive her roommate could be, she saw that it didn’t take long for him to acquiesce, and let Donna walk away with this swim trunks.
The girls, seeing that Don was just as gifted as Dexter was, immediately took more of an interest in him as he came back over. He tended to keep himself behind the bar, modestly concealing himself, but he had a smile on his face the whole time and Jessie knew that he was enjoying the attention.
At one point, she sat down on a wooden bench near the grill, talking with Erin, and she watched as Donna and Lacey flirted with Don to try and get him to show his cock again.
“You sure it’s not hard?” Donna asked, dropping the towel and nudging Lacey who did the same. She smiled widely and raised an eyebrow as Don blushed and stepped back a foot or so, showing the two girls that he did indeed have a substantial erection.
“Jesus,” Lacey said, covering her mouth and staring. Donna grinned and winked at Jessie.
Suddenly, Jessie felt a stinging pain on her leg and winced, looking down. A fire-ant, the little bastard, had bitten her on the inner thigh. She slapped and killed the annoying little runt and stood, wincing and hopping on one foot while holding her bitten thigh.
Don looked over, being the only one that had seen and heard her besides Erin, and immediately came over to check on her. He quickly made sure that there were no other fire-ants on her anywhere that he was willing to look, and then bade her go inside.