Hot Tub Hijinks

"Mmph!"

The sound of herself inhaling the seven-inch dick hit Bridget's ears as mercifully needed music. Gone were the sad memories of her first love moving out of her life. Gone were the flutters in her stomach over the impending competition with Gemma over Coy's interest. And gone were the images of Harvey fucking Cynthia and Angelica. All that remained was the burning member of man-flesh lodged inside of her warm, sucking mouth.

Gawd, do I love the feeling of a rock-hard cock in my mouth! The power to turn a man to goo is so exhilarating.

The man sitting on the edge of the hot tub with Bridget kneeling between his legs in the warm, bubbling water would likely equally agree. That's if his mind wasn't already turning to mush from the high school girl's talented mouth work. Initially, Elton Speck's hand had shown his appreciation, but several minutes into the mindblowing blowjob, it had lost its strength and fallen helplessly to his side.

Moving back, Bridget swirled the tip of her tongue around the lovely cockhead in a clockwise rotation. When the rotation switched to counter-clockwise, and Elton let out a particularly high-pitch groan, it brought a smile to Bridget's mouth. It also **** her to pull off his engorged member briefly. The accompanying whining whimper of disappointment fueled the mischievous side of the brunette's personality. The thrill of teasing a guy she'd never met before and playing him like a violin couldn't make Bridget any wetter. The party's previous moments already accomplished that, but it could intensify the sparks shooting inside her.

Kneeling a little further down until she submerged everything neck down into the water, Bridget began to lap at the underside of the cockhead. Twelve licks, thirteen licks, fourteen licks...what's that saying? How many licks until you get to the center of a Tootsie Pop? Lowering her mouth further, she darted her tongue to the bottom of the lollipop stick, dancing it along a vein on the underside of the hot and soon-to-be sticky stick.

"Lorrrrrddd!" Elton sang while his strength ultimately gave out, and he flopped back against the gazebo's deck. "Heaven...died...heaven."

"Damn, girl! You killing him down there?" Gabby asked, her voice sounding ragged.

"He did call me an angel earlier," her little cheersister replied cheekily, looking over several feet to where the dark-haired Latina sat naked on the ledge of the round hot tub.

"Ooh! I just had a splendid idea. We should dress up as an angel and a devil for next Halloween," Gabby squealed excitedly.

"I did that," a third voice revealed. A long pause followed as the blonde-haired owner of the voice struggled to continue. "Me and Cookie...last October."

"And we all know who played the devil," quipped Gabby. "I wanna see pictures."

"Pictures?" asked a voice below her.

"Shush, sweetie, and get back to work," the sultry vixen replied, shoving the mop of brown hair back down to her muff.

"Good, huh?" the blonde girl asked.

"Above average," chuckled Gabby, clamping her thighs tightly around the protesting pussylicker.

Geez, how did this happen so fast? Bridget questioned, looking over where Knox Bassey ate out Gabby. Over on the other side of the hot tub, Roger Gentle was acting anything but gentle as he fingerbanged their host and mauled her mouthwatering tits. Shelly's mouth appeared perpetually open as she moaned over and over.

Fifteen Minutes Earlier

"My girls are here! Woo!" hooted the exuberant blonde, bouncing up and down on the lap of a brown-haired hunk. Shelly Penfold epitomized the classic image of a cheerleader with blonde hair, a perky pair of C-cups, a high-pitched voice, and plenty of energy. Even several years removed from her last days as a cheerleader, everything about Shelly still screamed cheerleader.

Scanning the round hot tub that occupied the center of the gazebo, Bridget noted the three men spread out in the water. Besides the athletic stand-in for a chair under Shelly, a beefy black-haired man towered over the others, blatantly checking out the two new arrivals. Rounding out the trio, a handsome blond politely smiled his welcome. All were complete strangers to the two Honey Hollow High cheerleaders.

"Nope, you were wrong, Gabs. No gangbang happening here," Bridget remarked dryly.

"What?!" squealed their high-pitched hostess.

"I was just joking about that, Bee," Gabby declared, shaking her head.

Bridget merely shrugged as she knew her friend hadn't been joking.

"The night is still young," smirked the dark-haired beefcake from his spot. "Anything can happen."

"Roger!" the blond guy hissed.

"With me, you'll find that anything can happen," Gabby sassed back, not at all intimidated by the black-haired man's intense gaze.

"That I know!" Shelly laughed. "Guys, this enchantress is Gabriela Ariza, my little cheersister. When she was but a wide-eyed newbie, I took her under my wing and taught her everything I know."

"It was more like the I showed a certain stuck-up senior some new tricks," Gabby responded, stretching in a way that emphasized her prodigious chest.

"Hmm, you might have taught me a thing or two," mused the blonde, until her attention shifted behind Gabby. "And this--"

"Gabby? You're THAT Gabby?" asked the young man who Shelly sat on.

"Been telling tales, Shell?" Gabby raised her eyebrow.

"One or two juicy ones. As I was trying to say, this vision is Bridget Fallon. She's Gabby's little cheersister."

"So she's your little sister's little sister's. Does that mean she's your baby sister or niece?" queried the black-haired brute. "You cheerleaders can be confusing."

"Ooh! I love that! Bridget, you can be my little niece," Shelly brightly announced. "I always wanted a niece."

Bridget laughed while responding that meant she could call her auntie. Shaking her head at the nonsense, Gabby seemed more interested in the drinks that she saw in the others' hands.

"Margaritas!" Shelly gleefully announced, pulling out one of two pitchers from behind her. A pair of glasses next appeared magically. "What flavor you want?"

"Actual glasses? Aren't you a brave one," Gabby commented, studying the glass that had been handed to her.

"Hey, it's my party. I'm not drinking out of a plastic cup."

Lowering herself into the tub, Bridget oohed while Gabby ahhed at the soothing feeling of the warm water.

"Feels good, huh?" the black-haired guy asked Gabby, who sat across from him.

"The best."

"I can think of something even better."

"Roger!" hissed the embarrassed blond college student, closest to Bridget.

"Oh, right! How dumb of me," Shelly said, realizing she didn't introduce the men. "Since I introduced my girls from back home, it's time for you to meet my boys from college. The friendly blond down by Bridget is Elton Speck. The wannabe charmer is Roger Gentle," she motioned to the black-haired brute, who practically devoured Gabby with his eyes. "And this studmuffin below me is Knox Bassey."

"Your new boy toy, Shell?" Gabby inquired, raking her eyes across the parts of his body that she could see.

"Knox is a very pleasurable toy. Maybe even boyfriend material," revealed the perky blonde. That led to some teases from the other guys until Shelly added in a stage whisper. "His tongue makes me ooze orgasms. You totally need to try it."

"Gud...gud...guuuuu!"

Breathing heavily through her nose, Bridget hardly heard Elton's growing gibberish and grunts. Locked in her sucking, licking, and rhythmically pumping of his steely shaft, nothing could interrupt her. Not even the insane conversation taking place in the hot tub at that moment. Humming along, Bridget raised her eyes to take in her newest plaything. Elton lay sprawled out on his back with only his legs down from his knees still in the warm, bubbling water. Appearing passed out, the only signs of life (besides the hard cock) were the occasional fluttering of his heavy eyelids and a pattern of small convulsions racking his body. The latter caused by a series of sucks and hums that Bridget used to enthrall the older boy.

"Who...are...unngghhh...what...are...you?" gasped the broken blond.

Pulling her mouth off the rigid rod, she continued to jack him off with her right hand slowly and slid up to look down at Elton.

"I'm Bridget Fallon, babe. The best you'll ever meet."

"Uh-huh," Elton agreed, unable to say more as he stared up into the siren's smoky eyes.

"Now, I know you're close, but no cumming inside me. I only do that for special people, and we've only met. You got that? Hold it in."

Nodding his head, Elton let out an "Oh, shit!" when he felt his dick disappear again into her velvet mouth.

Gobbling back up his meaty bone, the intoxicating feeling of power gave her renewed confidence. Gemma thinks she's better than me. Maybe I slipped for a second, but that day is over. That red-headed hussy thinks she's going to be on Coy's arm as the Sugarbees' captain. Well, Coy will be on my arm when I'm the next cheer captain. I'm second place to no one!

Feeling the dick in her mouth start to swell, Bridget rapidly removed it from her mouth. Taking a firm grip, she pumped the shaft hard. Sensing that Speck's Geyser was ready to blow, she lifted her head, exposing her neck. It turned out to be near perfect timing as the first volley splattered on the underside of her chin. Disappointed that the cum landed a little high, Bridget began to aim the shooting spunk down to directly below her neck. Moving it toward her left in a partial circle, the unblushing blonde directed three spurts in a row before abruptly shifting it across her body and toward her right.

Coaxing out the final trickle, Bridget let go of Elton's dick, allowing it to flop down just like his body. Dancing her fingers up and down, she watched the gooey globs roll around the tops of her fingertips and knuckles. Such a waste, Bridget thought about the cum before her eyes. If this were Charlie's, I'd turn into a good kitty kat and lick it up. Maybe Gabby will--

"Loving the pearl necklace, Bridget," Shelly commented. "The squad sure has turned nastier since I left."

"You were...ugh...a nasty...yeesss...bitch...too..." Gabby panted.

Snapping out of her own little world, Bridget turned her head and promptly dropped her jaw. The utter shock she felt came half from what she saw and half from not noticing it happening earlier.

"What are you doing?" she asked Gabby, sounding like Cassie for once.

"Nothing...ugh...haven't...shit...done before...unngghhh!"

With Knox laid out onto the deck of the gazebo, Gabby rode him cowgirl style. Her large pair of D-cups bouncing around on her chest, just out of reach of Knox's straining mouth. Seeing her older friend and mentor riding a guy wasn't new. What was new was Roger pumping an impressive package in and out of Gabby's asshole. Kneeing on the seat next to them, Shelly had an up-close and personal view of the action, which allowed her to offer suggestions or comments.

"Pound that ass, Roger!"

"Y-You have two--TWO--dicks in you!" Bridget nearly shrieked, entirely overwhelmed by what she'd never seen before in her life. I knew Gabby was open to different things, but...

"So good, Bee. It's so...ah, ah, first one coming, AAAAHHHHH!" Gabby keened, throwing back her head as a massive orgasm hit.

"You already done?" Roger asked, barking out a harsh laugh at Gabby, who'd collapsed forward onto Knox's chest.

Bridget watched in trepidation as several long seconds passed. Finally, Gabby turned her head around to look at the man still lodged inside her brown hole. Staring daggers at the brute of a fucker, the feisty high school graduate snarled, "Are you done? No? Then why did you stop fucking me?!"

A moment of uncertainty passed over Roger's face before he accepted the girl's challenge. Ramping up his movements, the assfucker shortly reached a study pace. At the same time, Gabby began to move up and down on the cock below her slowly.

"You call that fucking? Fill me up, bitch. Fill me!" Gabby ordered Roger.

"Holy shit," Bridget mumbled. Glancing over at Elton to see what he thought of their friends, she noticed he was knocked out cold. With her attention elsewhere, the slithering touch along her hand caught her completely by surprise. "Jesus!"

"Whoopsie! Sorry about that," Shelly apologized from only a couple of feet after licking part of the cum off of Bridget's hand. "You're all dirty with cream. Let Auntie Shelly clean you up."

Having fooled around several times with a couple of girls over the years, Shelly's sudden appearance and attention brought Bridget comfort. The shiver that went up her spine as Shelly's sweet tongue began to lap up the pearl necklace felt terrific. It also partially calmed down her anxiety at the double penetration happing to her mentor.

"You've...turned...into...such...a...hottie," Shelly told Bridget between the kisses that she traced along her neck. "You...totally...need...to...come...up...and...visit...this...fall."

"And why would I do that?" Bridget inquired for fun, already knowing the answer.

"Because we fuck in such wonderful ways up in Arbor Corners," Shelly giggled. Tugging Bridget's white bikini down, she took the hard nipple into her mouth.

"Yesss!" hissed Bridget as she ran her hand through Shelly's golden locks. Once Shelly switched to the other nipple, Bridget raised her head to watch the debaucherous double penetration.

"Ram my ass. Ram it!"

"The fuck you think I'm...ugh...doing?" Roger huffed.

"HardER! I'm close!" Gabby panted. Her glorious tits weren't swinging wildly any longer as Knox palmed them with a look of joy on his face.

Knox seems pretty rough. Of course, Gabby loves it now. But I'll be the one she complains to for days if they get bruised and sore.

"Ohyeah, ohyeah, ohYEAH!"

With this orgasm, Gabby didn't collapse. Knox's handfuls of boobage kept the middle person of the DP upright. And the position seemed to spur on a new rush of energy from the olive-skinned vixen. Pushing her wet, matted hair away from her eyes, Gabriela pointed a finger first at Knox and then behind her at Roger.

"I want you two to drown me in orgasms. You hear me?"

"I can't go for much longer. I'm close to losing it," Knox informed her. Behind Gabby, Roger nodded in agreement. "What are...oww! What the fuck?!"

"You better not cum yet?" Gabby commanded, pulling her hand away Knox's left ball, where she'd dug her nails into. "Show me what Shelly's been bragging about."

Bridget's view became obscured as Shelly rose back up. Turning her attention away from Bridget's magnificent tits, the older blonde grabbed the younger blonde's head with both hands and planted a wet, hot kiss. Shelly tasted like strawberries. The delicious flavor caused Bridget to regret her choice to go with the classic margarita flavor of her two options. The two tongues darted into each others' mouths, leading to synchronized moaning as they met in a torrid French kiss.

Almost as reading each others' minds, Shelly dropped a hand down to palm Bridget's breast. The younger girl dipped her hand even lower, cupping the coed's firm ass. Both girls could feel the heavy air exhaling out of each others' noses as they continued to ravish one another. A second hand was added to Bridget's boob and Shelly's tush. Squeezing commenced.

"Aaaagggghhhhh!"

The scream snapped the two out of their Sapphic embrace, causing them to turn their attention back to Gabby and the two college cocks.

"Ram that dick in my ass. Shove that cock into my cunt!" Gabby screamed, her body shaking from a series of small orgasms.

"Feel good, Gabs?"

"Sooo goooooddd," the whimpering brunette told her big cheersister.

"She looks close, boys," Shelly commented.

"Ah! Shit, that hurt," Gabby complained, after one especially hard thrust from both men.

"C-Can't hold any..." Knox announced between grinding teeth.

"Me too," Roger barely got out, grimacing.

"No, no, so close. Roger me, Roger! Knock me, Knox!"

"Do it!" Shelly yelled. "Make that nasty slut cum!" She rushed forward to start slapping Roger's ass. "Break the bitch!"

"AAAHHHHHH!!!!"

"UNNNNGGGGHHHHH!!!"

While the two men bellowed out their orgasms, Gabby's mouth opened in a silent scream as an epic orgasm convulsed throughout her body.

"Holy..."

"Fuck," Shelly finished Bridget's swear.

Both watchers hadn't even cum, but both felt almost drained from watching the lascivious scene. Except for the gasping for air, silence filled the gazebo.

"What did I miss?"

Bridget and Shelly turned to find Elton staring at the threesome in puzzlement.

"Nothing, buddy," Shelly reassured the clueless guy, shooting Bridget a slight smirk.

Finally, Roger dislodged himself from Gabby's ass. He flopped backward into the water, causing Shelly to screech.

"Hey, I don't want any shit in my hot tub! Get out!"

Hearing the screeching, Gabby rolled off of Knox. Then, with a dazed, doopy face, she met Bridget's eyes.

"Your turn, sweetie."