You thought you were just relaxing by the pool. Then the girls from next door showed up.
Amber, Jessica, Sarah, and Chloe didn’t come over to borrow sugar. They spotted fresh meat on the lounger and decided to welcome you the only way they know how. Now, you’re trapped between four pairs of hungry hands, a mouth on your cock, and a pussy on your face. They don’t want to talk—they want to drain you dry and share the spoil.
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The California sun is blazing down on your chest, but you barely feel the heat. All you feel is the wet and tight suction of Chloe swallowing you whole.
You did not even get a chance to finish your beer. You are sitting deep in the poolside lounger, jeans around your ankles and legs spread wide, completely at the mercy of your new neighbors.
“God, he tastes so good,” Chloe mumbles. The vibration of her voice buzzes right against your sensitive head. She is the blonde from apartment 3B, tanned and dangerously enthusiastic. She pulls back just an inch, revealing a string of spit connecting her lips to your throbbing cock, before slamming back down to take you deep into her throat. Gluck. Gluck. Gluck.
You are surrounded by them. A wall of slim, tanned flesh and platinum hair.
To your left, Amber is pressing her sweating tits against your biceps while her fingernails dig into your shoulder. She leans in and bites the side of your neck hard. “Don’t you dare hold back,” she whispers as her hot breath hits your skin. “We have been waiting all week for fresh meat.”
On your right, Jessica has her oiled hand wrapped around your balls. She squeezes and tugs them in perfect rhythm with Chloe. She is watching you with hungry, dilated eyes, licking her lips like she is waiting for dessert.
“Look at him twitch,” Jessica purrs. Her thumb circles your taint and sends electric shocks up your spine. “He is going to blow so hard.”
But the best part is Sarah. She is not watching. She is straddling your face. You cannot see the sky anymore, only her wet, shaved pussy hovering inches from your nose. She grabs the back of the lounge chair for leverage and lowers herself.
Smack.
Her clit lands right on your tongue. She tastes like chlorine and pure arousal. She starts grinding her hips, drowning you in her scent while Chloe works your lower half into a frenzy.
It is sensory overload. You have a mouth on your cock, a pussy on your face, and hands all over your body. Every inch of you is being claimed, used, and serviced.
Chloe speeds up. She knows. She can feel your cock swelling, getting harder, twitching in her throat. She abandons the long strokes and starts bobbing her head furiously, twisting her hand at the base to milk every drop out of you.
“Come on,” Amber whispers aggressively in your ear. “Fill her up. Breed the new neighbor.”
Sarah grinds harder against your mouth, stifling your groans. The pressure in your balls is critical. You are right at the edge, your hips bucking involuntarily against the lounger. Chloe tightens her throat, sucking with the force of a vacuum, demanding everything you have.
Don’t think. Don’t wait. Let go.
CUM.
Shoot your load deep into her throat. Pump it out. Feel her swallow the first wave, then the second, as the other girls cheer you on. Watch the white mess coat her tongue and spill down her chin. You are empty. You are theirs.
Chloe pulls back slowly with a satisfied hum. Her cheeks are full, and she keeps her lips pressed tight together to hold your prize safely inside. She looks down at you with triumphant eyes, refusing to swallow a single drop just yet.
Sarah slides off your face, her chest heaving, and kneels right beside Chloe. “Let me taste him,” Sarah demands breathlessly.
Chloe leans forward and presses her mouth against Sarah’s. You watch from the lounger, paralyzed by the sight, as they share your cum. It is a wet and messy kiss, a slow exchange of fluid passing from one tongue to the other. A thick string of white saliva stretches between them as they pull apart.
Jessica does not wait for an invitation. She reaches out and drags two fingers across Chloe’s chin, catching a stray drip that escaped the kiss. She brings her hand to her mouth and sucks her fingers clean with a loud, appreciative pop. “So thick,” she moans, savouring the texture.
Amber moves in for the finale. She cups Sarah’s jaw and licks the corner of her mouth, cleaning up the remnants like a hungry animal. They are passing you around like communion wine, ensuring every single one of them gets a taste of your essence.
Finally, they pull back and look at you. Chloe opens her mouth to show you her coated tongue. Sarah is licking her lips. Jessica and Amber are glowing with satisfaction.
“Good boy,” Sarah says, patting your drained cock. “That was a perfect housewarming gift. But next time, we expect enough for everyone to have their own full cup.”
