Swimsuits.

I actually had to help Grace walk from the shower to the bed from how weak in the legs she felt. We toweled ourselves off to avoid leaving too big a mess. The others ran away from the room before we got out of the shower, so for the time being, Grace and I were alone.

“I don’t understand why you don’t let me suck your cock,” she said, pouting and drying her hair as she sat on the bed. “This isn’t the first time it’s happened.”

I smiled sheepishly and answered while standing a few feet away from her. My dick was standing proudly still. “I like touching you, that’s all. Your pussy tastes good.”

“And you think I don’t like giving you head? I bet you prefer it when Sarah and Alice do it.”

“That’s…” True, actually, but it didn’t mean I didn’t like it when Grace did it!

She must’ve read my mind, too, because she crossed her arms and humphed. “Alright, fine, I’ll concede that they’re better at it than me, but you have to let me suck you off more often! I like it, too!”

“You’re too hung up on it,” I told her. “The few times I tell you not to have been because we shouldn’t or because I want to be the one to make you feel good.”

She sighed. “I know, but I want to make you feel good, too!”

“The hell?” We heard Sarah from the living room. “You two are fighting after THAT?”

“We’re not fighting,” Grace and I said in unison.

Well, it was time to go out. Grace tried to stand up, but her legs seemed to still be a bit shaky.

“Give me another minute,” she said, giggling and throwing herself back on the bed. “Go. I could use a rest, anyway. God, you’re brutal!”

I left her to rest and went out into the living room. The sight that welcomed me was engraved in my mind forever.

Mila, Sarah, Alice and Noelle, all in micro bikinis of different colors but of similar style. They were practically small triangles held together by thin strings and covered maybe 30% of their large bosoms. Mila was wearing black, Sarah was wearing purple, Alice was wearing navy blue and Noelle was wearing teal green.

Sarah came up to me with a glass of whiskey with two large ice cubes in it and handed it to me. “Are you sure you didn’t kill her?” she asked me teasingly and with a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t count me out yet!” Grace yelled from the bedroom. “I’ll be up before you know it!”

“That seemed to get you going,” Mila said. “So? You like the swimsuits?”

“Those are for swimming?” I asked her, getting an arm around Sarah’s waist and respectfully looking down at her cleavage.

“Right? These are awful for swimming,” the blonde agreed with me. Then she smirked and moved her hand down to my cock. She grabbed it and began to stroke it. “But we didn’t get them for that.”

“I guessed.” I shook my head with a chuckle. “You all look incredibly sexy.”

“We had a hard time finding one for Noelle,” Alice said, looking at her friend. “Not only is she short, but her rack is massive. Not a good combination to find a micro bikini.”

Noelle looked down at the floor, face red and fidgeting with her arms behind her back. Yeah, Noelle’s bikini did seem a tad bit bigger on her than the others, like they had to buy a normal bikini that was a size smaller or something like that. She didn’t look all that comfortable in it, either.

I set my glass down on the bar counter without trying it yet, then walked up to Noelle and held her firmly by the waist. She flinched and looked up at me.

“Is it too tight?” I asked her.

“N-No. It’s just…” She smiled shyly. “I’m not used to it. I know you’ve seen me naked already, but this…”

“Makes you even sexier somehow,” I told her, leaning down to kiss her cleavage. “Like when you wear those tight-fitting sweaters. Makes me want to do nasty things to you.” I gently ran my teeth over her naked shoulder, simulating a bite.

Noelle shivered and got her arms around my neck, looking up at me with an excited grin and those big, green eyes of hers. “Really?”

“Really.” I brushed my nose with hers and kissed her. Noelle breathed in deeply through her nose and held me close, pushing those massive tits against my bare chest.

“Shall we go in the hot tub?” I asked the group.

Noelle giggled. “Your wish is our command.”

I went to get my drink back, and when I looked at the hot tub to notice it had its own counter at the edges to leave the drinks. They thought of everything, huh?

I got in first. The water was hotter than it was in the shower, but it felt good in the bones. The tub had three steps, or levels, and I sat on the second one, leaving half my chest and up outside the water.

Mila was the second one to get in. I offered her my hand as support, then guided her to sit at my left after she took it. She did so happily, snuggling closer to me. I did the same with Noelle and led her to sit at my right side. Sarah and Alice sat across from us. The five of us fit surprisingly well, and there was still room for Grace.

“I thought you were going to jump Noelle after coming out of the shower,” Sarah said. “What? Already satisfied after one round, tiger?”

“I’m taking my time, Sarah,” I told her. To get my point across, I first took a sip of the honey whiskey she served me. It… tasted like cologne at first, but it had a sweet taste, too. I was willing to give it a fair shot. Then, after I set the glass down, I got my arms around Mila and Noelle’s shoulders and boldly snuck my hands inside their bikinis, fondling their tits directly.

“Oooh,” Mila shivered and giggled. “I like this.”

Noelle took in a shaky breath and moved even closer to me. “Well, aren’t you a lucky king?” she teased.

The luckiest man on the whole damn planet.

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