Down by the lake

Heather, Brandon, and Ashley were already in the water when Zack made his way down the path to the dock. Brandon could see from a long ways off that his friend was walking with a bit of a hitch in his step and couldn’t help but think that maybe he had finally talked to Victoria. He looked to his girlfriend, and she nodded in agreement.

Brandon’s delight soon turned to annoyance as he heard yet another one of his friend’s singing “that damned song” as his family called it. Since he could not punish Heather for her performance, he decided to give Zach a double dose and sent a foam football whizzing towards his head.

♫ Strong of heart and true to her…Aack!” Zack screamed as the football found its mark, “What the Hell, dude?”

“Stow it, you Farting Irishman! You know I’m redshirting for USC next year,” Brandon reminded him.

“So?” Zack stuck out his tongue and rubbed his noggin as he continued to hum the tune loud enough for Heather to hear it. The girl had briefly laughed when Zach got hit by the football, but once she heard him humming the same tune she had been a short while ago, she knew immediately that Zack must have seen her thong and retaliated to her teasing. She wondered how her friend may have responded and blushed at the thought. Her reaction was not lost on Ashley.

Heather watched with anticipation as Zack ran down the dock, dropped his stuff, and launched himself off of the diving board. She admired how he was able to tuck his body, do two flips, and then execute a near-perfect dive into the water. Again, her reaction was not lost on Ashley, who now started to think that something other than what Zack had planned was to occur.

“HEY BUDDY!” Zack shouted as he burst from the water and dunked Brandon as **** for the football. The girls laughed as the two spent a few minutes tossing each other around like fools.

While all this was going on, the rest of the group, save for Gavin, had arrived at the lake. Victoria arrived wearing an emerald green bikini that fitted her form perfectly. Zack was enthralled while she sat on the dock applying sunscreen. At least, until Heather jumped on his back and tried to dunk him. The task was harder than she had originally thought it would be, as Zack was a bit more sure-footed in the water than she had given him credit for.

“What the Hell has gotten into those two?” Brandon asked his girlfriend as he cuddled her from behind.

“No clue,” replied Ashley as she squeezed Brandon’s cock under the water, “But I’m pretty sure I know what Heather would like to get into her! Come on, let’s refocus them.”

Almost immediately, Heather went for a bit of a ride as Zack was able to shake her. As she resurfaced, Zack let out with a loud laugh that put some nearby birds to flight. She cleared her eyes of water and was greeted by the sight of Ashley sitting on Brandon’s shoulders.

“Oooh, chicken fight,” Heather remarked, “Come Zack, let me wrap my legs around your head. I don’t want you going down on me, so you better hold on tight!”

Zack blushed as his roommate gave him that famous grin again, and did what he was told. As she climbed onto his shoulders, he couldn't help but run his hands down her legs. It was a good thing for him that he was under water, as blood began flowing to his cock again.

“All set, Heather,” he told his teammate as he started moving the pair towards their foes.

“This is gonna be easy,” she replied, “That skinny bitch doesn’t have a chance!”

When she first locked hands with Ashley, Zack felt Heather squeeze her thighs together, which **** him to readjust his grip. As he held on, he was able to catch glimpses of what was going on above his head. Heather kept crossing and uncrossing her arms to prevent Ashley from creating any sort of offense. Soon, the brunette on Zack’s shoulders added pulling and pushing to her playbook. Within seconds, Zack heard Ashley squeal as she fell from Brandon’s shoulders.

“WINNERS!” Heather shouted with her hands in the air. As she looked down at her vanquished foe, an idea quickly formed in her head.

Ever so slightly, she began rubbing her crotch against the back of Zack’s head. To disguise her teasing, she kept waiving her fists and shaking her upper body so no one would realize what she was doing. No one, except for Zack, that is.