What Comes In Threes

David Johnson glanced between the two women in the front seats of his mother’s car. His mother was driving, of course, wearing a white tank top and some shorts. Claire Johnson was wearing a swimsuit beneath there, she’d said, but didn’t want to drive around town in a bikini.

The passenger of this car had no such reservations, and Rachel Barnes was sitting unashamedly in the passenger seat wearing just a bikini and sandals. Her bikini was blue with white horizontal stripes on it, and it barely covered her huge tits. But from what David knew about Rachel, that had absolutely been her goal.

“Could you hurry up, Claire?” Rachel complained. “You drive like my grandmother.”

“Your grandmother’s dead, Rach.” Claire pointed out.

“My point exactly.” Rachel glared. “I’m probably missing all the fun, and I’m dying to see my daughter.”

“I mean, the party’s only barely started.” David pointed out.

“Thank you!” Claire exclaimed. “And besides, wasn’t it your stupid rule that if you’re not late for a party, you’re a loser?”

“I would like to mention that that was 20 years ago, babe. But, well, maybe I said that. Possibly.” Rachel grinned.

“Then stop complaining!” Claire laughed.

“I’m not so sure I like you having all this free time again. I haven’t missed your sass.” Rachel pointed a finger at Claire as she turned onto the Hollands’ street.

Claire smiled at Rachel. “I’ve missed you, Rachel.”

Rachel smiled back. “Us and Dani back together again. The dynamic trio.”

“That doesn’t match at all.” Claire groaned.

“Uh… terrific trio?” David suggested.

“At least that’s alliterative.” Claire nodded approvingly.

“Just say the letters match. You don’t have to be so fancy just because somebody went to college across the country.” Rachel pointed out.

“What? Alliterative? That’s like a high school word!” Claire argued.

“Not one I learned.” Rachel shook her head, dark hair flying.

“Well, you were never the most attentive student.” Claire said sweetly. “Too busy with boys.”

“How can I be expected to listen to Mr. Horseradish drone on and on about alliteration when Jonathan Wayne is sitting in front of me?” Rachel sighed dramatically.

“Ok, that was definitely not his name.” Claire laughed. “And it wasn’t just Jon, it was any guy in a 5 foot radius.”

“I’m… easily distracted?” Rachel shrugged.

“Something like that.” Claire snorted as she parked on the road, the Hollands’ driveway already full.

As David climbed out, he spotted Amy’s car among what was practically a small parking lot. Claire opened the trunk, and David went around the back to join her in pulling out some foldable chairs.

“I told you, Dani has plenty of lawn furniture. Those four cult compound families all chipped in to buy plenty.” Rachel said, hands on her curvy, bikini-clad hips as she watched Claire and David pull out the chairs.

“You never know with parties.” Claire shrugged. “Never hurts to be prepared.”

“Also, I don’t think they’re a cult, either.” David piped up.

Rachel grinned. “You never know. Abby’s pretty tame, but I’ve seen Dani and Kaitlyn go wild. I don’t know Phoebe Vane too well, but she seems like she could have a dirty side. Could very well be a sex cult compound.”

“Whoa! Some decorum in front of my kid, huh?” Claire asked, jerking her head towards David.

“I’m eighteen, Mom.” David protested, at the same time as Rachel laughed. “Don’t baby him, he’s a grown man now. Very grown man.”

“Stop teasing him.” Claire shook her head.

Rachel gave David a knowing look, one Claire didn’t see as the three of them walked up towards the house. Rachel knocked on the door, which made her big tits bounce, something David definitely was not looking at. Nope, definitely not.

It was opened by Danielle Holland, who beamed upon seeing her two best friends.

“About time you guys showed up.” Dani grinned, throwing her arms around Rachel and Claire.

“Claire drove so slowly I swear a four year old on his tricycle passed us.” Rachel said by way of greeting.

“I was not driving that slow, Rachel, and you know it.” Claire scoffed, and David couldn’t help but smile seeing this side of his mother. She was clearly feeling much less burdened by work now, and he was sure the lack of night shifts helped too.

“Well, possible slow driving aside, welcome to the party.” Danielle smiled, and when Claire stepped inside, David got a chance to really admire Dani.

His best friend’s gorgeous mother was dressed in an olive green wrap bikini, with thin strings wrapped around her ribs, beneath the very large breasts that sat precariously in the skimpy top. Her tanned curves were on full display in the equally skimpy bikini bottom, which he realized was a thong when Danielle turned around to lead the newcomers inside.

Damn, Danielle Holland was one sexy woman.

As David walked inside, he saw Valerie Barnes standing up from talking with Evan. She was laughing at something he said, but despite Evan’s urging to the contrary, she walked out to the backyard. Evan looked disgruntled, and David couldn’t help but be pleased at the sight of that.

He’d never liked Evan, especially with how much he bothered Dana and Brooklyn. Which, speaking of, he cast his gaze around the lower floor of the Hollands’ house, but couldn’t see either of his friends anywhere.

“I’m gonna go find Dana and Brooklyn.” David told his mother, who nodded.

“Sounds good, hon. Have fun.” Claire smiled, and David smiled back, before walking out the back door. He emerged out into the bright sunny backyard, glancing around to see if either of his best friends were visible, and his gaze landed on Brooklyn.

She lit up when she saw him, giving him a huge smile, which David returned. He walked towards Brooklyn, trying not to openly ogle the goddess that was Brooklyn Robinson. Today, she was wearing a fantastic yellow bikini, one that accentuated her incredible bosom, and a yellow bikini that clung to her wide, thick hips. She was laying on her back on a pool lounger, so he couldn’t see her incredible ass, unfortunately. David was a tits man through and through, but only a blind man wouldn’t drool over Brooklyn’s derrière.

Her firm, smooth tanned stomach and long gorgeous legs were all on full display, and not for the first time, David wondered how a girl like Brooklyn could be real.

“Hey, David. I thought you might have canceled on the party.” Brooklyn said, gesturing to the pool lounger next to her. David sat down, glancing over at her.

“Nope, I’m here. Mom and Aunt Rachel were just, uh, taking a while this morning, I guess.” David shrugged.

“Fair enough.” Brooklyn laughed.

“Where’s Dana?” David frowned, glancing around. Brooklyn sighed, and David looked at her in surprise. “Is everything OK?”

“Dana and I kind of… well, I don’t know. Things are weird right now.” Brooklyn said, not looking at David.

“What happened? Did you guys have a fight?” David asked.

Brooklyn looked like she wanted to laugh, but wasn’t sure if it was funny. “No, definitely not. No fight. Just… well.. if I tell you something, you’ll keep it secret, right?”

“Of course.” David said, sitting up, alert. He swung his legs off the side of the pool lounger so he was sitting up facing her, and she copied his actions, sitting up so they were looking at each other, so close their knees brushed agaisnt each other. “Best friends, right?”

He held out his hand, lifting his pointer finger. Brooklyn smiled. “We haven’t done that since we were kids, and usually there’s three fingers.”

“It still works with two.” David laughed. Brooklyn laughed, too, and her smile felt warm enough to make him sweat in December.

“Best friends, then.” Brooklyn agreed, and wrapped her finger around his. It was something that Dana and them had come up with in elementary school, a weird little symbol of friendship that didn’t really mean anything, the way kids just did sometimes. They hadn’t done it in years, but Brooklyn knew exactly what it meant.

“So, spill.” David said, their fingers separating. Her hands twitched nervously on her thighs, and David had to fight the urge to grab her hands comfortingly.

“Dana kissed me last night.” Brooklyn blurted, and David’s mouth fell open.

“What?” he exclaimed. “Wow. I didn’t know she… felt that way.”

“Me either.” Brooklyn shrugged helplessly. “I don’t know if she does or if she just got caught up in what we were doing, but I… I kind of just ran away. It’s my fault we’re not talking, I think. I tried texting this morning, but she never even looked at it.”

“I’m sure you two will be OK.” David tried to console her. “You and Dana are super close. The two of you are like some dynamic duo.”

Brooklyn looked at him, furrowing her brows. “Three of us, you mean.”

“Well..” David shrugged. “It’s always kind of been you and Dana, with me as the tag-along.”

“David Johnson.” Brooklyn glared at him. “You are not a tag-along. You’re my best friend. Dana’s too.”

She took his hands, and gave them a comforting squeeze while still glaring at him, which was a very mixed message.

“I- I dunno, I guess I always just felt like the outsider. You two have been friends longer, and you’re neighbors, and you’re cheerleaders together, and all that stuff.” David shrugged.

“Oh, David. Dana and I both love spending time with you, and I’m so sorry if I made you feel like an outsider in our group.” Brooklyn told him, looking at him very genuinely.

“It’s… it’s fine.” David tried to wave her off, but Brooklyn was resolute. She threw her arms around his neck, and had to get up off her pool lounger to give him a very tight hug. Brooklyn slipped into his lap, and David felt her thick voluptuous body pressing against him, her heavy very large breasts squashing against his chest as she hugged him tightly. His hands lifted up to squeeze her back, amazed at this turn of events.

He had been trying to comfort her about Dana and it had turned into her comforting him.

“Thanks, Brook.” David smiled weakly as Brooklyn climbed out of his lap and sat back down on her own pool lounger, which was probably for the best, he wasn’t sure he could handle her in his lap much longer without Goliath waking up revving to go.

“You have nothing to thank me for.” Brooklyn shook her head. David swallowed, and he grabbed Brooklyn's hand.

“Let’s go find Dana, then, it sounds like you two need to talk.” David said, and Brooklyn hesitated.

“I don’t know, David, I don’t want to make things awkward.” Brooklyn shook her head.

“Come on. I don’t think I can handle my two best friends not talking.” David said, and Brooklyn smiled despite her ****.

“Ok, fine. Let’s go find her.” Brooklyn smiled, and she let David pull her to her feet.

———

Jace Holland walked out of his house with a satisfied smile on his face. He really was trying to keep a straight face, but fucking Ariel Barnes just did this to a man. Speaking of, his eyes flicked over to where the co-ed was, back next to Daisy, who was none the wiser. Ariel had suggested they stagger their returns, and ducked out of his bedroom, leaving him grinning, though he did get stuck with clean-up duty. Fortunately, with how often Skylar liked to show up unannounced, he kept a change of sheets on hand.

After tidying up, he’d come back downstairs and headed out into the backyard, where he discovered his best friend had arrived, her neighbor in tow. They were sitting side by side on a pool lounger, facing Izzy.

“There you are.” Amy smiled, and she stood up to greet him. Jace didn’t waste the opportunity to tug Amy close for a tight hug. Her skin was slick with sunscreen, and she wore a green bikini that complimented her gorgeous green eyes. Amy’s soft breasts pushed familiarly into his chest, and she looked up at him, an angelic little smile on her face, but the way she was rubbing her body subtly against him was anything but seraphic.

“Sorry I missed your grand entrance.” Jace grinned at Amy, and he gave her a kiss on the top of her red hair. “Had to use the bathroom.”

The two of them sat down, Amy beside James, and Jace beside Isabelle. “Your family here? I didn’t see them inside” Jace asked Amy, glancing around the backyard.

“Nope. Mom’s bringing Aiden and Celeste over pretty soon though, should be any minute.” Amy said, checking the time on her phone. Jace nodded, fairly excited to see Celeste again. He hadn’t seen her since school started, and he missed the incredibly buxom redhead college girl. Unlike Ariel, he’d never gotten to fuck Celeste, but he sure wasn’t against idea.

“Hey, baby.” a sweet voice, and Jace turned to see Olivia walking up to them in her white bikini, her enormous breasts jiggling gently as she walked. Jace saw James’ eyes almost lock onto Olivia as she walked up next, something that made him inwardly smirk. Jace looked up as Olivia bent down to kiss him, and they exchanged a gentle kiss.

“Where’d you go? I didn’t see you anywhere for a little while.” Olivia said, and Jace suddenly felt bad for sneaking off with Ariel. Olivia had told him that she didn’t want to hold him back, but that was very different from giving him free reign, and especially after hearing what Alexis had had to say about Olivia, he felt worse.

“Yeah, uh.. had to use the bathroom. Sorry for just vanishing.” Jace said, and Olivia laughed.

“Don’t worry about it, Jace. You don’t have to report your every action to me. I’ll leave you four to it, I might go try and get some drinks inside.” Olivia said, ruffling Jace’s hair.

“No, no, why don’t you stay?” Jace suggested, nudging Izzy a bit so she scooted down. He followed suit, making plenty of room for Olivia to sit down.

“You sure? I don’t want to interrupt you and your friends.” Olivia said, glancing to the other three teenagers.

“Yeah, come on, join us.” Amy nodded, gesturing to the empty spot.

“We’ll be neighbors pretty soon, it’d be great to get to know you.” Isabelle agreed, but something about her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes, though Jace thought he might be the only one who knew her well enough to notice.

“Uhhh… yeah. It, uh, it’d be great to talk to you, Ms. Vane.” James stammered. Olivia laughed as she sat down beside Jace.

“Olivia’s fine outside of school, James. I’m only 25, don’t make me feel old.” Olivia smiled, and James nodded, his cheeks reddening a bit.

“Uh, ok, sure, Olivia.” James said, and Olivia nodded at him. Jace lifted his arm and slipped it around his busty girlfriend’s hips. Olivia gave him a small smile, which he returned.

“Wait, what did you mean you and Olivia were going to be neighbors?” Amy realized, glancing at Isabelle.

“Oh! Yeah, well, my mom is moving to Redwater for her job, but instead of going with her, I’m going to be moving in with Jace. I’m taking the guest bedroom, according to Aunt Dani.” Isabelle explained.

“Oh, wow! Well, welcome, it’ll be great to have you.” Olivia smiled. “I’m actually trying to find my own apartment right now, so we might end up not being neighbors for long, unfortunately.”

“Aww.” Isabelle frowned, but it didn’t sound very genuine to Jace’s ears. “Wait, you’re not taking Jace with you when you move, are you?”

Olivia looked to Jace, who shrugged. “I’m not moving out of the house, but I’ll probably be over at Liv’s place a lot.” he admitted. “If she can put up with me, that is.”

“I think I can manage.” Olivia laughed, and Jace grinned.

“Glad to hear it.” he said, bumping her with his shoulder. She bumped him right back with hers, smiling at him.

Amy’s phone buzzed and she reached down to grab it. “Oh, Mom’s here.”

Amy stood up to go and greet them, and Jace glanced up at her. “Mind some company?”

“Not at all.” Amy smiled. “You know Mom loves you.”

“What’s not to love?” Olivia teased, glancing at Jace. Jace nodded.

“Excellent point. I’m just too lovable.” Jace agreed, to which Amy rolled her eyes.

“I don’t know about all that.” Amy joked, and Jace stood up laughing.

“Right, I’m gonna go say hello to the Blacksons, I’ll be back.” Jace told Olivia, then his gaze shifted over to Isabelle, who nodded.

“I told you that you don’t have to report your whereabouts to me.” Olivia told Jace slightly exasperatedly.

“I’ll be here when you get back.” Isabelle chimed in, and Jace nodded at his cousin, before Amy grabbed his hand.

“Come on, Jace. You don’t have that long a driveway, they’re probably already inside.” Amy insisted, and a laughing Jace let Amy drag him inside. The pair of them passed Jeremiah, him walking out as they were walking in, and Jace gave his father a quick nod as he passed him.

Jace and Amy entered the living room to find that Danielle, Rachel, and Claire had claimed the living room couch, and Danielle was splayed out along one couch, a bowl of nachos on her stomach. Rachel sat opposite her, feet propped up on the coffee table, and Claire was on the perpendicular end of that couch, sitting rather primly compared to the other two.

“Hey, you two!” Danielle called.

“Hey, Mom.” Jace waved back, dragged along by an insistent Amy, who opened the front door to reveal the three remaining Blacksons walking up to the front door.

“Hey, guys!” Amy smiled, and Jace slid an arm around Amy’s hips casually, leaning against her as he waved at the Blacksons. He saw Aiden Blackson looking at him like he had just kicked his dog, which confused Jace, but then his gaze slid to Katherine Blackson and Aiden was quickly forgotten.

Katherine was in a lime green bikini, and her heavy maternal breasts were stretching that poor bikini top for all it was worth. It was clearly a little too small for her, size-wise, and Jace guessed she hadn’t worn it in a good while. The bikini bottoms were a little small on her, too, but not to the extent that they would be wildly uncomfortable. At least he didn’t think so.

“Hey, Katherine.” Jace smiled, and Amy glanced at him, a little surprised at the first name basis, but she moved on quickly when Celeste walked up.

“Heya, shortie.” Celeste winked at Amy, who huffed.

“Hi, Jace.” Katherine smiled at Jace, and Jace took a moment to admire the buxom red-haired MILF. Her huge breasts were stretching the aforementioned too-small bikini top, and her thick fertile hips looked good mostly bare, Jace couldn’t help but notice. Her plump round ass jiggled a bit as she walked, which was always nice to see. Jace stepped away from Amy, and embraced his best friend’s mother.

Katherine’s arms wrapped around him, squeezing him tightly to her, and Jace was reminded sharply of their previous less than seemly encounters. Of their time in the shower together after that beach day, and of their encounter at the car wash, where he’d asked her out for dinner and they’d shared a sizzling kiss. He’d mentioned that dinner to her a few times in the past three weeks since the car wash, but they hadn’t settled on any kind of set date yet. He could feel her heavy bosom squashing against his chest, and he made no effort to hide the effect she was having on his cock. She knew exactly how he felt about her, and that small smile she gave him told him she felt the bulge pressing into her too.

Jace let go of Katherine a bit reluctantly, and turned to greet Celeste, who was grinning at him. Amy’s nineteen year old sister wore a black bikini with green stripes. It did little to cover her curvy pale body, or her clearly intentional deep cleavage.

“J.” she greeted him, holding out her arms. “It’s been too long.”

“Sure has, Cel.” Jace grinned back, and he embraced her, squeezing the chesty college girl tightly. They’d never really done anything, but their relationship had a healthy bit of flirtation to it, though Jace wasn’t really sure it was ever gonna go anywhere, actually. It might just be how Celeste was.

“Well, now I’m back in town for the foreseeable future, so we’ll have plenty of time to catch up.” Celeste winked.

“Sounds good to me. You going back to lifeguarding while there’s still crowds?” Jace asked. Celeste nodded.

“Yup, I sure am.” Celeste nodded. “I actually really like the job. And I gotta make some money now while I don’t pay for rent or food or anything like that.”

“Make sure you use that time wisely.” Katherine agreed, nodding approvingly at her daughter.

“I plan on it.” Celeste mock saluted.

“Well, come on in.” Jace said, waving his hand towards the house. “You’re all welcome. Oh, just try and stay downstairs though. Mom’s orders.”

Katherine laughed. “Sounds fair.”

“Hi, Katherine!” Rachel waved from the living room. She had a wine glass in her hand and a happy smile on her beautiful face.

“Hey, Rachel.” Katherine smiled at her former cheerleading teammate.

“Nice to see you, Kat.” Danielle said, moving the nachos so she could sit up. “Thanks for coming.”

“Of course.” Katherine smiled. “How could I miss the pool party of the century?”

“Oh, I don’t know about all that.” Danielle laughed. “Hopefully it turns out alright though.”

“It’s been going great so far, Mom.” Jace chimed in, sidling up beside Katherine. He glanced back to see Amy was talking to Aiden in some kind of whispered argument, one that Amy looked very self-conscious about. Odd.

Celeste clearly noticed, too, and she was looking at her younger siblings with her brow furrowed.

“Glad to hear that, hon.” Danielle nodded. “Oh, actually, I was looking for you. Do you think you could run to the store again real quick?”

“What? Did Dana and I miss something?” Jace blinked, trying to remember.

“No, but your father, in his infinite wisdom, forgot to mention he doesn’t have any charcoal for the grill.” Danielle sighed, and Rachel snickered until Claire elbowed her.

“Yeah, I can go get some.” Jace sighed.

“I’ll come with you.” Katherine said, touching Jace’s arm.

“Oh, are you sure?” he blinked in surprise.

“Yup.” Katherine nodded. “I’ll even drive. Your car got blocked in by all the guests showing up.”

“Oh, perfect.” Dani nodded. “Try and hurry though, Jace, we need to start grilling sometime this century.”

“Yeah, I got it, Mom. Don’t worry.” he said, and leaned down to kiss her forehead. She smirked up at him.

“I know you do, baby.” she said, and their teal eyes met with a bit of heat passing between them.

“Come on.” Katherine said, and Jace nodded, grabbing his shirt off the back of one of the chairs in the kitchen as they left.

———

Jeremiah Holland walked out into the backyard, glancing around the backyard. He saw his niece Isabelle sitting on a pool lounger beside Olivia, the two of them talking between each other and with a boy who Jeremiah had never seen before, he didn’t think.

Across the pool from them, Daisy and Ariel were sitting together on pool loungers, chatting with Evan, who stood in front of them.

“Hey, Uncle Jerry.” a voice said from behind him, and Jeremiah turned in surprise, then smiled when he saw Valerie Barnes standing there, giving him a small smirk. She wore a purple bikini, which did very little to cover her very large round tits. He took a few seconds to admire the junior girl. Sure, she was the daughter of his business partner and close friend Jenson Barnes, but an attractive woman was an attractive woman.

And Val was an attractive woman.

“Hey, Val.” Jeremiah said. “Did you need something?”

“Actually, yeah. I was wondering if you could put some sunscreen on me.” Val said, holding up the tube. “I have very pale skin, as you can see. I don’t wanna burn.”

Jeremiah chuckled. “Definitely not. Come over here, I’ll sort you out.”

“Thanks, Uncle Jerry.” Val said with a small twinkle in her blue eyes. Jeremiah led her to the nearest pool lounger, which was right near Isabelle, Olivia, and the unfamiliar boy. He looked skinny and awkward and very very shy, and Jeremiah wondered what he was even doing at the party, or who had invited him, but he put that boy aside, and focused on something much more interesting: Valerie, who laid down on her stomach, glancing up at him with those big, not-so-innocent blue eyes.

Jeremiah’s eyes followed the contour of her body, following it down the slopes of her shoulders, caused by her resting on her elbows. Shoulders gave way to her smooth pale bare back, covered up only by the thin purple string keeping that bikini top together. His eyes glided along her spine, until they reached another slope, this one caused by her curvaceous ass, nice and fat and round. It had nothing on a girl like Brooklyn, but it was a spectacular ass regardless. Then her ass gave way to thick, tempting thighs, and Jeremiah’s eyes flicked subconsciously to the spot between said thighs.

“Ahem.” Val said purposefully, and when he glanced back up at her face, he could tell he’d been caught, but she didn’t look particularly upset. In fact, he could swear he saw an excitement in those pretty eyes, a slight smirk to those plump red lips.

“Just figuring out how much sunscreen I’ll need.” Jeremiah grinned, making Val laugh.

“Oh, of course. Sorry to interrupt your calculations.” she said with a wink.

“Yes, thank you. It’s very important, after all.” Jeremiah nodded, and he lifted the sunscreen tube, squirting it out onto her back, a glob on her upper back near the shoulder blades, and a glob on her lower back, near her ass. He started with the upper back first, his hands really getting in there, giving her a massage as much as he was rubbing in sunscreen.

Val’s soft groan made Jeremiah’s cock twitch, and he tried to keep himself focused. He was in public, surrounded by his family and their friends. He couldn’t be getting too brazen.

“Wowwwwwww.” Val moaned as his hands slid down her spine, working out the knots in her back. He reached the lower glob of sunscreen, and began working that in, his thumbs pressing into her soft pure skin as he continued to massage her. “You’re so good at this.”

“I’ve had a good bit of practice.” Jeremiah chuckled, his hands keeping up their onslaught of her body. Her body was clearly kept in good shape, but it wasn’t firm from muscle, something he appreciated.

His hands carried on lower, coming to rest on her round ass. He didn’t do too much here, but he rubbed the excess sunscreen on his hands off here, smearing it all over her ass, doing his best to cover the curvy surface area well.

“Mmm. Make sure I don’t burn.” Val nodded, and Jeremiah chuckled. What a tease this girl was becoming as she got older. Despite his resolution to not be too brazen out here, he couldn’t help himself from giving Val’s round bottom some squeezes. He was only human, after all. He carried on down to her thighs, and here he squirted out more sunscreen, squeezing it out onto her juicy thighs.

“Hey, Uncle Jerry!” Isabelle called, and Jeremiah looked up from the voluptuous pale goddess he’d been so enamored with. “Can you do me next? I completely forgot to put some on.”

“Oh, of course.” Jeremiah said, and Val nodded emphatically.

“Good choice, Izzy, he’s really really good with his hands.” Val groaned.

“Oh, can you do me as well, then?” Olivia spoke up, and Jeremiah tried to hide the excitement that was building up.

“Of course. I don’t want either of you to burn. Let me just finish up with Val here.” Jeremiah said, and the other two girls nodded.

Jeremiah went to work on Valerie’s thighs, rubbing in the cool cream, and giving those thighs plenty of affection. He placed his palms on the insides of her legs and slid them up until his hands brushed the purple fabric covering her pussy, and she bit her lip at that point, something Jeremiah couldn’t help but notice.

Then he moved down her legs, bringing down the excess he had squirted on her thighs and used it to massage her calves, and then her soft feet.

“Do you want me to do your front, or do you have that covered?” Jeremiah asked Val, who gave him a sultry sort of smile.

“I think it would be better if you do it for me.” Val grinned, and Jeremiah could see her mother in that grin, something that made him chuckle.

“Suit yourself.” he said, and grabbed her by her thick hips, flipping her over. Val’s eyes widened as her back hit the pool lounger, big tits jiggling wildly.

He lifted the sunscreen bottle again and squirted out more onto her stomach. Val bit her lip as he put his hands on her stomach, her blue eyes following his every motion as he began spreading it across her belly. He scooped some of it up off her belly onto his fingers and began to rub it onto her chest. He could feel her heartbeat beneath his touch, and it was racing.

“Something the matter?” Jeremiah asked innocently, continuing to rub along her chest. His hands slipped up to do her neck, rubbing it in before lifting up to rub it into her pale face. She gazed up at him the entire time as he ran his hands along her cheeks and forehead, then did her nose quickly and got her ears. He cupped her beautiful face in his hand for just a moment, his thumb brushing across her soft skin, before pulling back to return to her chest.

Feeling incredibly bold, his hands carried on just a little lower and began to rub the tops of Valerie’s breasts. Her melons were soft and pillowy to the touch, and he admittedly got rapidly carried away. All sense of decorum was forgotten as his hands caressed the sexy girl’s plump bosom. Her gasps of excitement only spurred him on more, and his hands slipped beneath the fabric almost without thinking. His fingers felt her hard nipples, and he gave them each one quick squeeze before pulling his hands free, panting. He glanced immediately to Olivia, Isabelle, and the boy, but none of them seemed to be paying much attention to them.

Clearing his throat, Jeremiah went back to running sunscreen into her stomach, then he did the front of her thighs and legs quickly, standing up.

“Alright, you’re all set.” Jeremiah said, and Val nodded.

“Thank you.” she said, a slight quaver in her voice. “That was… that was great.”

“Happy to help.” Jeremiah grinned, and he leaned down to kiss the top of her head. His lips met her dark hair, and then he went over to Isabelle and Olivia. He saw Val stand up out of the corner of his eye, and she flashed him a smirk before heading over to join Daisy and Ariel.

“Alright, who wants to go next?”

“I’ll do it!” Isabelle spoke up. “I’ve been out here for a while.”

“No problem for me. I can wait.” Olivia said, and she switched over to the pool lounger the boy was sitting on, giving Isabelle space to lay out.

“So, who are you?” Jeremiah asked the stranger as Isabelle laid back. Jeremiah sat down on the pool lounger beside his niece, and his eyes couldn’t help but run along her tanned curves. Unlike Val, Izzy’s body was hard and fit. She’d been playing volleyball for years, and she was in phenomenal shape.

“Uh, I’m James Winchester. I’m Amy’s neighbor.” the boy explained a little awkwardly.

“Well, nice to meet you.” Jeremiah nodded at him. “I suppose Amy brought you here?”

“Uh… yeah.” James nodded. Jeremiah grabbed the sunscreen and began squirting it onto Isabelle’s back, when suddenly Olivia spoke.

“Oh! You know, James, can you rub the sunscreen onto me? That way I don’t have to rush you, Mr. Holland.” Olivia spoke up.

“Oh, it’s no trouble.” Jeremiah waved Olivia off. “And Olivia, you’re 25 years old. You can just call me Jeremiah now.”

Olivia laughed. “Right, ok, I’ll do that, um, Jeremiah. And if you don’t mind doing me too, I’m fine to wait. I don’t want to trouble James after all.”

“I can definitely do you too.” Jeremiah nodded, and Olivia seemed to not notice the double entendre or just not think it applied, maybe. She was dating his son, after all. Damn it all, but that honestly just made him want to rub her body more, even though he knew that was a very shitty thing to be thinking.

Jeremiah turned his attention back to Isabelle, and he began kneading his niece’s firm body, reveling in the satisfied groans and moans that almost instantly started up. “You seem very tense, Isabelle, you might need to get massaged more often.”

“Unhhh…” Isabelle groaned, and she glanced back at him, smiling wide. “If it feels this good every time, I’m definitely going to take that advice, Uncle Jerry.”

“Well, I’m sure it would feel even better with a professional.” Jeremiah acknowledged, moving up her back to her shoulders, which he really laid into, trying to give Izzy the stress relief it seemed her muscles needed.

“This feels plenty good.” Isabelle moaned, the sort of moan that had him throbbing in his pants, he couldn’t lie. Not when he had his sexy niece right here in his hands. His hands worked her with much more ferocity than he’d worked Val. Half of it was to speed up the process, but he also just felt like Isabelle was enjoying the massage part more, whereas Val had just been enjoying getting rubbed.

“High praise.” Jeremiah chuckled, and he moved onto her ass. He didn’t linger on her ass like had with Val, unfortunately, so he mostly rubbed the sunscreen in and moved on. He couldn’t miss the soft ‘mmmmm’ that came from Izzy’s lips as he did, though. Next came her legs, and while Izzy’s thighs weren’t as thick as Val’s, Izzy had longer, shapelier legs, legs that very quickly were getting kneaded and massaged. He paused briefly to apply a little more sunscreen, then went right back to work.

“God, this feels so good, Uncle Jerry. If realty doesn’t work out, I think you have a future as a masseuse.” Isabelle laughed, and she rolled over onto her back so he could do her front. She hadn’t even hesitated before turning, the thought of doing it herself apparently never occurring to her. Jeremiah sure wasn’t going to complain, and he squirted out some more sunscreen and promptly got to work.

“Yessss…” Isabelle gasped as he started in on her legs again, and she flexed her feet, curling her toes in and out, a satisfied sort of smile on her face.

“You definitely need more regular massages.” Jeremiah laughed. He moved up to her stomach, rubbing the firm smooth tanned skin a little hungrily, but he tried to control himself as he moved slowly higher and higher up to her bikini top, where her round very large breasts were looking phenomenal in her baby blue bikini. Gravity was effecting them, and they were splayed out, hanging out to each side of her torso as she laid on her back, revealing her chest between them.

Throwing caution to the wind, Jeremiah started by rubbing sunscreen into the currently wide valley between her breasts. Her eyes widened slightly, but she made no sort of indication she wasn’t enjoying it still, so he pressed on, going up to her chest.

“Oh, you didn’t get her breasts.” Olivia pointed out. “You definitely don’t want those to burn.”

“Uhh..” Jeremiah tried, and he glanced at Izzy. “I can do it real quick, if you want.”

“Sure.” she nodded. “I don’t mind.”

Thanking every deity who’d listen for Olivia’s intervention, Jeremiah’s hands went back down lower, and he began to rub Isabelle’s tits. The soft skin felt incredible beneath his hands, and he saw the heavy rise and fall of Izzy’s chest, and the slight flush to her cheeks as he did it. Too soon, he was done, but he couldn’t get quite as handsy with her as he had Val.

He went back to doing her chest, finished it up quickly, and then he did her neck.

“Do you want to do your face?” he asked, and Izzy nodded.

“Yeah, I got it. Thanks, Uncle Jerry. That was great.” Isabelle smiled, and she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, fairly near to the corner of his mouth.

“No problem, Iz. Happy to help.” Jeremiah nodded, and he squirted a little sunscreen into her palm, for her face, before standing up to look over at Olivia.

“I’ll move.” James said, and he stood up off the pool lounger, making room for Olivia to lay back.

“You got high praise from Valerie and Isabelle, so I expect some good massage work.” Olivia laughed, and Jeremiah shrugged.

“I don’t think I’m all that good at it, but they both seemed pleased.” Jeremiah said truthfully.

“You were great, don’t be so humble.” Isabelle told him, giving him a loving sort of smile, and Jeremiah smiled back, knowing he wasn’t going to forget the feeling of Isabelle’s big tits anytime soon.

“Alright, back first?” Olivia asked Jeremiah, and he nodded.

“Yeah, that’s probably the easiest way to do it.” he said.

“Sounds good.” Olivia said, and she laid down on her stomach, which squashed her enormous tits into the pool lounger. Jeremiah and James both looked on interestedly at the bulging side-boob created by her laying on those incredible tits. Amethyst Shore had quite a lot of buxom girls among the population, but they were buxom by normal standards. Olivia and her mother were in a class of their own, though, and it was truly something to behold.

He squirted out some sunscreen onto her back, and she let out a little gasp.

“Ooh, it’s cold.” she said with a soft laugh, and Jeremiah chuckled.

“Can’t be helped, I’m afraid.” he said, and began to rub it into her body. She was softer like Val, not firm like Izzy, and Olivia also had a bit more thickness to her body. She was very far from being considered even something like chubby, but she was a very voluptuous woman, and she wasn’t slim and curvy like the teen girls had been. He worked on her back before moving up to her shoulders, giving her a nice firm massage like he’d given Isabelle, and he enjoyed the soft groan that came from her.

“Ohhh. Isabelle was right, you shouldn’t be so humble. You’re really good at this.” Olivia nodded, biting her lip as Jeremiah’s hands traveled back down her body, making sure to rub everywhere with the sunscreen, along her arms and all around her back and sides. She wasn’t nearly as pale as Val, but she also didn’t have a healthy summer tan like Izzy did.

“You ladies are gonna make my ego swell.” Jeremiah joked, and his hands trailed along Olivia’s thick hips to reach her ass. Yet again, he couldn’t give it the attention he wanted to with an audience, but he still gave the sunscreen a nice rubbing in. Next came her thighs, which were thick and tantalizing. Another moan came from her as he did her thighs, then he moved onto her calves and feet, finishing up quickly.

“Well, I think I’m gonna go for a swim.” Isabelle yawned, standing up. “Where the hell did Jace go? He keeps vanishing.”

“I saw him heading inside with Amy.” Jeremiah offered, and Isabelle sighed.

“Yeah, I know, but that was a while ago. James, you wanna come?” Isabelle asked, glancing back at the shy boy, who shook his head.

“Uh, no. I think I’m just gonna go get a drink or something inside.” James said.

“Suit yourself.” Isabelle shrugged, and headed over to the pool, while James walked inside.

“Alright, front side now.” Jeremiah said a moment later, and Olivia rolled over, sending her enormous tits bouncing. He tried not to stare. He really did, but they just looked so fantastic in this white bikini top she had on. His hands moved on autopilot at this point, starting to rub in sunscreen on her stomach while stealing glances at her chest. He did her legs quickly, quicker than he’d done either Val or Izzy, as he could feel himself growing more and more impatient for the main event.

He went back to her belly, giving it one last rub in before his hands moved tentatively up to her enormous melons. She looked at him, his blue eyes meeting her green ones, and she nodded.

“It’s OK. I don’t want my boobs to burn, after all. That would be very painful.” Olivia laughed, making said boobs jiggle. Jeremiah nodded, and he lifted his hands to her incredible rack and gave her tits a squeeze as he started rubbing in the sunscreen. To his surprise, she started breathing hard almost instantly. Her nipples were poking through her bikini top in seconds, and she was fidgeting and biting her lip a lot as he made sure to rub every part of her bosom that was potentially exposed to the sun.

“J-Jeremiah.” Olivia gasped, and he looked at his gorgeous neighbor. Her beautiful face, now flushed in the cheeks. Her lips were parted, and she was breathing hard. Her black glasses looked a little askew as well, but she didn’t seem to mind or notice.

“Do you want me to stop?” Jeremiah asked, lifting his hands off her at once. She hesitated, chewing her lip thoughtfully.

“Ah… y-yeah. Yeah, just, um, move on.” Olivia nodded, and Jeremiah nodded back.

“Alright, no worries.” he said, and his hands moved up to do her chest and then up to her neck and shoulders.

He decided to leave her face to her, and he handed her the sunscreen bottle, standing up.

“Thank you.” Olivia said a little shakily, and he nodded.

“Of course. I’m happy to help.” Jeremiah said with a friendly smile, and she nodded at him. There was an awkward pause, before Jeremiah gave Olivia another quick nod and walked towards the house, feeling pretty happy with how things had just gone there.

What man wouldn’t, though?