Terrell is having a blast at the annual Summer Splash Beach
Party held every year in Florida, where he has taken his last four vacations.
What a better way to get away and unwind than to hit the beach, kick back,
relax, enjoy some good food…and some nice tits. Speaking of tits, he was named
one of the judges at the last Wet T-Shirt contest last year.
Aside from the Wet T-Shirt contest, he also enjoys
other festivities such as volleyball and the water balloon competition, where teams
are assembled, and they throw water balloons at each other for various prizes.
He’s approached out of nowhere and given a card by a
young lady. The card says that he’s invited to a private party held at a beach
house tonight.
“Okay, I’m with it,” he says. “Do you need me to bring
anything?”
“No, no. Just yourself.” She teasingly responds.
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He comes to the party at 7pm sharp. As he looks around,
he notices that there are only women at the party, about four or five of them
from what he estimates, not he has a problem with it, just something he noticed. The
young lady, light-brown skinned with a pretty smile, who invited him to the
party earlier, approaches him again.
“I’m Ayana.” she says.
“Terrell.”
There’s a couple of seconds of awkward silence.
“You don’t remember me, do you?” Ayana asks.
“No, can’t say that I do.”
“You were one of the judges at the Wet T-Shirt contest
last year, right?”
“I was.”
“I’m glad—well—we’re glad that you came back this
year,” she says. “I’m sure you’re wondering why you were invited here.”
“Well, yes and no. While I am curious, I don’t mind because
I don’t recall being in a room with so many fine ass women in my life.”
Tamera, brown-skinned, tall and stacked, stands up. “Actually,
we wanted to invite you last year, but it was like you disappeared after everything
was over.”
“Yeah, I had an early flight the next day, so I had to get
going ASAP.”
“We saw you at the party last year, and thought you
were cute, so when we saw you this year, I had Ayana invite you here.” Tamera admits. “To answer your
question, we have a challenge for you, if you’re man enough.”
Terrell smiles, rubbing his hands together. “Oh, I’m
man enough, depending on what it is.”
Tamera gestures for the other ladies to come forward. They
line up, standing side by side, and either pull up
their braless halter tops, or remove their bikini tops.
“We want you to go down the line, and suck on our
titties.” Tamera says.
Terrell is caught off-guard by the challenge. What?!
I must be dreaming.
“Since Ayana was able to get you here, we’ll let you start
with her.” Tamera says.
“Let’s do it.” Terrell responds.
He cups Ayana’s medium-sized breasts, slowly sucking
and licking her nipples. Ayana releases deep moans as he continues to lick her
areolas. “Oh shit.” She sighs. The other girls get turned on as they watch.
“Oh shit, I’m about to cum.” Ayana says. She grabs his
dick as they start to kiss.
“My turn.” Tamera rushes in.
While he gets a mouthful of Tamera’s 36 DDs, Ayana pulls
down his pants and starts slurping his cock. As each girl lines up for him to
suck on her tits, the other goes down on him. They get him over on the couch,
and while they taking turns bouncing and riding his dick, he has a handful of
ass and mouthful of tits. Suddenly, there’s a sound of an alarm clock going
off.
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Terrell slaps the button on the clock to stop the alarm.
Realizing he was dreaming, unfortunately, he cracks his eyes open at the clock,
and it says 8:00am. He doesn’t want to get up to get ready for work, especially
after a dream like that, but he slowly sits up on the bed with face in his palms, then gets up to take
a shower.
