Not Out on the Beach

I groaned as Miranda kissed down my neck, leaning back to grin wickedly at me.

“Not fair.” Annabelle folded her arms under her breasts, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off the beautiful Southern girl.

“Stop staring.” she blushed. I laughed and Miranda cuddled up against my chest, while I grabbed one of her incredible asscheeks.

The three of us were lounging outside, by the pool. Logan and Mary had ventured down to the beach, but apparently Annabelle didn’t like sand. So I’d opted to stay behind with her and Miranda had hastily agreed. Annabelle gave me a kiss and I hummed with satisfaction.

“Kids, should you really be that close together?” Mr Osborn, the Chemistry teacher, shouted.

“I own them!” I called back, and he promptly stopped caring. Sometimes, my power really was something to marvel at.

“Hell yeah you do.” Miranda purred. Annabelle giggled.

“You sure do, honey.”

The blond and the brunette both kissed me, and Miranda ground her incredible tits against my chest whilst Annabelle caressed my body with her soft hands.

“They’re so big!” I grunted at Miranda, who gave me a pleased smile.

I turned to Annabelle.

“But you’re far prettier.” I winked. Annabelle burst out laughing.

“Trust me, I know that’s not true. Miranda’s stunning.” Annabelle said self-consciously. I put a hand on Annabelle’s cheek and pulled her into a forceful kiss.

“Annabelle, you’re incredibly gorgeous. I control you, so I’m telling you now. Do NOT compare yourself to anyone else. Understood?” I demanded. Annabelle nodded, smiling shyly.

“Look who it is!” a voice laughed. I looked to see a familiar face.

“Mara!” I grinned.

“Nice to see you again, Seth. How’s it going?” she asked.

“Better now that you’re here. How’s Shane?” I asked politely.

“He’s great. He picked out this revealing outfit though. It’s not too slutty, is it?” Mara asked, glancing down at herself. I smirked.

“Not slutty at all. You do look awfully gorgeous in it, though.” I flirted. Mara beamed.