From Shy Neighbors to Sizzling Lovers: A Poolside Threesome Uncensored

After a brief hiatus, I felt the urge to stoke my creative fires for an upcoming chapter. A new, exhilarating story seemed like the perfect warm-up.

My childhood unfolded in a rather idyllic neighborhood. The streets were safe, and the aesthetics were pleasing, with stately trees gracing most front yards. While properties weren’t sprawling, leaving little room for backyard play, the street became our communal playground. It was a wholesome environment, fostering regular hangouts among the neighborhood kids.

Honestly, I didn’t pay much attention to the local girls back then. The guys usually stuck together, and when our circles occasionally merged, the girls rarely sparked my interest. One might have been attractive but had a sour disposition; another was kind but lacked physical appeal. Options were limited, but that was fine; romantic interests didn’t need to blossom so close to home.

My core group of friends was a blessing, though most lived a fair distance away, meaning we often roamed between houses. In my immediate vicinity, only two other families had children, mostly younger than me. One household had Bree, a girl a few years my junior. At that age, a couple of years felt like a chasm. She struggled with an unfortunate appearance during her middle school years, marked by prominent glasses and extensive dental work for her braces. Her blonde hair seemed an odd shade, and her blue eyes were practically swallowed by her spectacles. Short and often looking vulnerable, I honestly worried about her becoming a target for bullies.

The other nearby family boasted two kids: a boy my age and his younger stepsister, Erin, also a few years my junior. Erin was Bree’s antithesis; it was clear even then that she’d mature into stunning beauty. Her striking blonde hair and vivid blue eyes commanded attention, paired with a tall, athletic build for her age. Through her sports activities, she quickly developed long, toned legs, and her perfectly shaped butt was noticed by every guy in the neighborhood, even early on. It wasn’t rocket science to deduce that I feigned interest in befriending her stepbrother just to spend time around her as years passed.

Regrettably, Bree was far more approachable and playful with me over the years than Erin. Bree, lacking suitors, hailed from a more relaxed home. Erin’s step-parents, in contrast, were famously strict, limiting our interactions mostly to incidental encounters during neighborhood basketball games. Still, our group, along with others, maintained a decent social circle through high school, until one by one, we all dispersed for college. Our families, however, remained, ensuring we’d reconnect during school breaks.

I can’t pinpoint the exact moment, but during one particular break, it truly hit me. Erin, predictably, had blossomed into the woman we all anticipated: tall, incredibly fit, and still blessed with that amazing butt. Her toned, tanned legs were frequently showcased in short shorts, and her blonde hair and blue eyes radiated more brilliantly than ever. But the more astonishing revelation was Bree’s transformation. My jaw nearly unhinged when I saw her. The glasses and braces that had plagued her youth were gone, replaced by contacts and a dazzling smile of straight, white teeth. Her blue eyes now shone even more vividly than Erin’s, and she’d dyed her hair a rich, beautiful shade of brown. She’d clearly committed to exercise, her tiny top barely containing her toned physique.

Following custom, I offered a wave and a smile to both of them, but this time, I made sure to stop, say hello, and engage in a brief chat.

“You look incredible,” I genuinely smiled at Bree. “College must be amazing.”

“Thank you!” she beamed, embracing me. “It really is. I’ve never had so much fun.”

“While we have some downtime, we should definitely hang out and catch up,” I suggested, and she eagerly agreed. Moments later, I approached Erin, extending the same invitation.

Bree and Erin had always been friends, though never inseparable. They spent a good amount of time together growing up, but college had inevitably pulled them apart, a common occurrence after high school. Many of our old neighborhood crowd returned for breaks but seldom truly reconnected. Our childhood bonds had frayed with time and distance, as everyone embraced new chapters.

I had deliberately chosen a night for our reunion when I knew my step-parents would be out at a party. It was a crisp, winter evening; the clear sky and bright moon illuminated the starry expanse above. My internal plan involved a pool and hot tub session, a detail I’d kept under wraps. I reasoned that even if they hadn’t prepared, a bathing suit wasn’t a long trip away.

Not long after the designated start time, Bree arrived. She was dressed in a vibrant, multi-colored sundress, her seductive hair cascading just below her shoulders. The dress’s hues beautifully complemented her tanned skin.

“Hey!” she greeted, a wide smile spreading across her face as she hugged me upon entering. “So glad we’re finally hanging out again.”

“I figured it had been far too long,” I smiled back, wearing a t-shirt and swim trunks, my intentions subtly telegraphed.

Her gaze dropped, registering my attire. “Looks like I made the right call,” she chuckled, lifting her dress just enough to reveal black bikini bottoms. I allowed myself an extra moment to admire her sexy, tanned legs as she made an early, bold statement.

“I’m impressed,” I laughed, fumbling slightly. “At your foresight, I mean. Knowing we’d go swimming.”

“I remember your pool and hot tub, even if you didn’t always let me join you,” she smiled, playfully nudging me. A vivid memory flashed of her as a child in a one-piece swimsuit.

As we briefly reminisced, the doorbell chimed again. Bree looked at me inquisitively as I moved toward the door.

“I wanted everyone to have a chance to catch up,” I explained, opening the door to reveal Erin. She wore a t-shirt and shorts, looking ready for a gym session. I hugged her and invited her in. Erin and Bree exchanged smiles and a hug, but their once-closer friendship had faded, making the interaction slightly awkward.

“Just a fun night with old friends,” I declared, smiling at them both. They looked at me, then at each other, and smiled back.

“You went swimming?” Erin asked, glancing at my trunks.

“Not yet,” I chuckled. “That was kind of the plan for tonight.”

Erin paused, her gaze drifting through the back windows to my illuminated pool and hot tub.

“I didn’t bring a bathing suit,” she stated, but then added, “But it’s not a far trip.”

She disappeared back out the front door. Bree confessed she hadn’t made much effort to talk to Erin in recent years. I reassured her it was just a night to reconnect, part of why I’d invited them both. She nodded just as Erin knocked again.

I let her back in, and this time, bikini straps were visible peeking from beneath Erin’s shirt. I led them to the backyard, setting up chairs around the pool. We began by simply sitting and catching up on the bare essentials: everyone was enjoying college, and no one had a significant other. Every now and then, I stole glances at their legs, trying not to linger.

“So, why don’t we go for a swim?” I suggested after enough pleasantries.

I stood, casually tossing my shirt off, revealing a well-defined upper body honed at the gym. I didn’t look up, but I could definitely feel their eyes on me as I draped my shirt over a chair. I dove into the pool, which was quite cold, but suppressed any outward reaction. I didn’t know how they felt, but cold pools aren’t everyone’s favorite. I simply smiled from the water, waiting for company.

Bree was the first to act. With a confident flourish, she flipped her sundress over her head, revealing a tantalizing black bikini and a beautifully developed figure. Erin seemed taken aback by her old friend’s stunning transformation; I even caught her staring. I couldn’t tell if it was intimidation or pure admiration. Bree then plunged into the pool, letting out a delighted scream as she surfaced.

“It’s fucking cold!” she shrieked with a laugh, splashing water at me. “Thanks for the warning, jerk!” We laughed, playfully returning splashes. It wasn’t long before I noticed her nipples clearly defined against her bikini top, a sight I couldn’t deny I had hoped for when crafting my plans.

“You think I’m getting in that?” Erin called from the edge, still fully clothed.

“Oh hell yeah you are!” Bree declared, now feeling much looser in the situation.

“I don’t think so,” Erin replied hesitantly, dipping a toe into the icy water.

“Come on,” Bree urged, motioning to me, then climbing out of the pool and approaching Erin. I followed suit as Erin’s expression grew increasingly apprehensive.

“You guys, seriously,” Erin began.

“Do you want to go in with or without your clothes?” Bree challenged.

“Can’t we just go in the hot tub?” Erin whined.

Bree attempted to pull up Erin’s shirt, but Erin fiercely resisted, holding it down.

“Oh yeah,” Bree said, as if remembering a secret weapon. She began to tickle Erin’s sides, sending Erin into a fit of laughter. “Get it off!” Bree instructed me, keeping Erin playfully subdued. Feeling a strange mix of excitement and transgression, I grabbed Erin’s shirt and lifted it, pausing to confirm she indeed had a bikini on, before pulling it over her head. A vibrant red bikini was revealed, showcasing a body sculpted by years of sports and beach tanning. She had a subtle hint of abs, impressive but not overdone. Bree swiftly yanked off Erin’s shorts, momentarily pulling the bikini bottoms down just enough to expose a glimpse of Erin’s ass. I’d never seen it bare before, but even clothed, some of the guys used to call it a wonder of the world. I didn’t get as full a view as I desired, but it was tanned, toned, and every bit as desirable as imagined.

“Stop!” Erin cried out, though laughter now mingled with her protest as Bree wrestled with her. A few seconds later, the two tumbled into the pool, and I found it tough to contain myself after everything that had just unfolded.

“Fuck!” Erin yelled as she hit the water. “It’s so cold!”

I dove back in, and finally, all three of us were submerged.

“Man, it really is fucking freezing,” Bree shivered, looking at me. “Keep me warm!”

I chuckled and embraced her from behind, my strength enveloping her in a tight hug. She seemed to revel in it, pressing back against my body.

“Sheesh, get a room,” Erin teased, sticking out her tongue.

“Oh shut up!” Bree laughed, splashing a huge wave of water at Erin.

“Oh, sorry,” Erin feigned regret. “Wouldn’t want to let any of your childhood secrets out. Oops!”

“You bitch!” Bree retorted, breaking free from my hug to launch a tickle attack on Erin. “Help me get her!”

I resisted the urge to demand an explanation for the hinted secret, instead seizing the opportunity to join the tickle assault on Erin. I used the chance to explore Erin’s body during the playful chaos. “Stop! Fuck you guys!” Erin shrieked with laughter, writhing around, granting access to every curve of her body. My arms brushed against her chest a few times, feeling her hardened nipples, before we finally relented. Erin panted, trying to regain her composure.

“Yeah, she totally loved you growing up,” Erin blurted out after catching her breath, swimming backward to avoid another attack. Bree could only blush in response.

“That was a long time ago,” she shrugged, glaring playfully at Erin. “She thought you were cute too.”

“Oh whatever,” Erin retorted. “This one never stopped talking about you. I swear I saw her with her hand down her pants one night when she was on your facebook page.”

“Shut up already!” Bree yelled, nearly emptying the pool with a furious splash in Erin’s direction.

I could only laugh at the situation. Growing up, my interest in Bree was purely platonic. But now, she was a stunning young woman, and I couldn’t help but wonder about her true feelings.

“So, do you still feel that way?” I asked, an inquisitive glance meeting hers.

She looked back with a mix of surprise and bashfulness. The moonlight and stars illuminated her face.

“Would it matter?” she asked, a hint of smugness entering her tone. Perhaps my question had bolstered her confidence.

By this point, I was receiving enough signals to feel quite confident myself. I closed the small remaining distance between our bodies and leaned in for a kiss. She eagerly accepted, pressing her tight form against mine. Her hard nipples poked through her top against my chest, further igniting my desire as our tongues met.

“Wow, room please?” Erin asked, a combination of shock and apparent intrigue in her voice.

“Don’t be jealous,” Bree murmured, breaking the kiss just long enough to deliver the taunt before returning to my lips. At this point, I was aroused enough for it to be noticeable, my erection pressing against Bree’s leg.

“I knew he’d be big,” she cooed excitedly as her leg rubbed against my bulge. This realization only propelled her further, and she kissed me with even more fervor.

“TMI, Bree,” Erin said from her side, her tone now subtly shifting towards jealousy.

“You better get in here now before I keep him all to myself,” Bree offered, calling Erin’s bluff.

There was a brief pause from Erin as Bree and I continued our passionate make-out session. I reached around Bree’s back and untied her bikini top, letting it drift into the water. Her perky breasts finally came into view, and my hands lustfully claimed them. I could feel her rock-hard nipples poking into my palms as I squeezed them for the first time. We were so absorbed in each other that we barely registered Erin finally moving closer, looking unsure but clearly deciding to join.

“Smart girl,” Bree chuckled as she untied my swim trunks and pulled them down. Without hesitation, she grabbed my shaft, exploring every inch with her hand. She then gestured for Erin to move beside her, guiding Erin’s hand to my cock. I saw Erin’s eyes light up when she grasped me, and I took the opportunity to remove her bikini top as well. My two neighbors were now topless before me, and I quickly surveyed the sight. Both were similarly sized, Bree perhaps slightly larger. I estimated them both to be lower C-cups, which in my mind, was perfect. I took one breast from each of them in my hands, exploring their exquisite softness.

As the two of them began to work my shaft, I bent down to suck on Bree’s breasts. I took one hardened nipple into my mouth, then the other. Not to neglect Erin, I soon switched to her. She reacted with an audible gasp, grabbing my hair and pulling me tighter against her as I flicked my tongue across her nipples.

“Why am I the only one naked?” I laughed, grabbing both of their bikini bottoms. Simultaneously, I pulled both their bottoms off, though the water partially veiled what was revealed. I hoisted myself onto the edge of the pool, then helped Bree and Erin out as well. I quickly looked down, smiling as I saw both were cleanly shaved. I made sure to look around Erin, finally getting a full glimpse of her bare ass. Unable to contain myself, I gave her a playful spank, and she yelped slightly, lightly slapping me in return, though with a smile.

“It’s true, I’ve wanted you for a long time,” Bree confessed, her voice thick with desire. “Please, just don’t make me wait any longer. I want you inside me.”

“Should I get a…” I began.

“No, fuck it!” Bree yelled, her voice urgent. “Fuck me! I want to feel every vein pulse against my bare walls.”

I quickly climbed on top of her, rubbing the head of my cock against her clit. She shivered, struggling to contain her desperate longing to pull me inside. I rubbed back and forth a few more times before she seized my face, pulling me in for a hard kiss.

“No more teasing,” she growled. “Inside me. Now.”

I decided to give her what she (and I) so desperately craved. I guided my cock to her entrance and pressed inside her tight pussy. I could feel myself stretch her inner walls as I slowly entered her.

“Oh fuck yes!” Bree cried out as my entire length buried itself within her. In the background, I heard Erin gasp slightly, watching with eager intensity. As soon as I was fully embedded in Bree’s pussy, I lowered my head to kiss her, then began to suck on her nipples. Then I withdrew my cock, only to slam it back inside her. Each thrust was met with a breathless scream as she completely lost control. Within seconds, she was bucking wildly on my cock, and I felt her pussy walls clench tightly around me. Her body rippled, and she climaxed with a high-pitched squeal. I touched her skin and felt goosebumps erupt as my cock pounded in and out of her, intensifying her orgasm into a frantic frenzy.

I could see Erin slowly starting to lose her composure as well. Her hands instinctively moved to rub her own clit. As Bree and I fucked wildly, Erin began to walk toward us, and I wondered if she planned to come over to me for oral pleasure.

It turned out, I was only half right. To my shock, Erin moved to Bree’s face and straddled her. Bree, though distracted by our intense coupling, grabbed Erin’s thighs and pulled her down, burying her tongue deep into Erin’s pussy. She expertly tongue-fucked her, licking her clit, all the while moaning with her own pleasure. I guess there was more to those sleepovers than just Bree getting herself off to my pictures.

Erin, facing away from me on Bree’s mouth, bucked against her tongue. I had a perfect view of her ass as she bounced on Bree’s face. One of my hands twisted Bree’s nipple while the other gripped Erin’s ass. I flexed my cock as I re-entered Bree with a deep thrust, and she let out a scream, vibrating against Erin’s pussy. I watched as Erin shuddered against Bree, cumming onto her face, a small amount of liquid escaping as she struggled to maintain her balance.

I wanted to last forever, but I hadn’t climaxed yet, and the arousal couldn’t get much higher. I vowed to hold it off as long as humanly possible, my cock slowly growing even stiffer and harder inside Bree’s pussy.

“Bree, I’m close…” I began.

“Don’t even think of pulling out!” she panted, her hand rubbing my body up and down with an urgency that suggested it might help push me over the edge. My cock stiffened to an incredible hardness and finally erupted, blasting quick, thick ropes of hot, sticky cum deep inside her tight pussy. She screamed as she felt my cock begin to fill her, and I grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing them rhythmically as I unleashed jet after jet of cum, quickly flooding her pussy and watching it begin to flow out, even as I continued to spill more seed inside her.

“Holy shit, you cum so much!” Bree purred in ecstasy as she climaxed again, milking my cock for every last drop. Finally, the last of my cum emptied into her pussy, and I collapsed on top of her. We laughed and kissed, cum flowing freely from her pussy.

“Quite the show,” Erin chuckled softly, applauding.

“Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it,” Bree teased. “I believe this is your cum,” she laughed, wiping her face.

Erin blushed faintly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get him hard again for you,” Bree smiled, getting up and beginning to tease my now spent cock.

“Wait, what?” Erin asked, a little puzzled.

“Oh, don’t play dumb,” Bree laughed. “You’re really not going to pass up getting fucked by this stud, are you?”

“I mean, I hadn’t really…” she started.

“Oh, bullshit!” Bree interjected. “If that’s how you really feel, I’ll just take him again.”

“Okay fine, I want it,” Erin admitted, her voice softer.

“You really have to drag these things out of her,” Bree laughed. She continued to work on my cock, finally getting my blood flowing again.

Erin lay back on the concrete, much like Bree had before her.

“Erin, can I ask a favor?” I began.

“Sure, what is it?” she asked.

“Can I have you doggy style?” I smiled widely.

She responded with a knowing grin, beginning to get onto her knees. She presented me with her perfect ass, looking back over her shoulder and shooting me a seductive smile.

I must have set a world record for mounting, as I surged up and positioned myself behind her. Both my hands gripped her ass as my cock rested against her pussy lips.

“Did you have any condoms?” Erin asked, suddenly seeming to realize the situation.

“Forget that shit,” Bree said, pushing at my ass, trying to force my cock into Erin’s pussy. It barely missed, and she reached for my shaft, guiding it directly to Erin’s entrance. Then she pushed me forward again, this time impaling me right between Erin’s pussy lips. My cock sank inside her, stretching her walls as I had previously done to Bree.

“Fuck!” Erin shrieked as my cock burrowed deeper into her most sacred area. Nothing separated us as my cock bottomed out at her cervix.

“Now fuck that pussy!” Bree cheered as I began to thrust in and out. My eyes remained fixed on Erin’s ass as my hands reached around for her breasts. They swung in rhythm with each powerful pound, and I gently twisted her nipples. Every so often, my hands would grip her ass, and I would flex my cock against her G-spot. With another hit on her G-spot, she came hard. Her body tensed up and then released, some liquid escaping her pussy and dripping down my shaft.

“Ooh, she’s cumming,” Bree teased as she began to rub Erin’s clit. Erin shuddered again, and more liquid started to run down my shaft, only making the fucking easier. I grabbed her ass harder and began to fuck her wildly.

“Ho-ly shit, so good,” Erin panted as my cock knocked on the door to her cervix with each deep thrust. I looked over and saw Bree fingering herself now, her eyes never leaving my cock. I smiled at her, then let my eyes return to Erin’s ass. Her pussy was squeezing me pretty consistently at this point, and the massaging feeling on my cock was bringing me back to the edge.

“I’m getting there,” I warned Erin as my cock slowly started to swell inside of her pussy.

“It feels amazing, but you should probably pull out,” Erin said between moans, even as she continued to push back against my cock.

“To hell he should,” Bree laughed, approaching us. “Cum in that pussy.”

“Bree, enough joking,” Erin protested. “I’m not on the pill.”

“Neither am I,” Bree shrugged. “But we’ll get the after-pill. You don’t want to miss the feeling of him cumming inside you. Trust me.”

“I’d rather be safe, let him pull out,” Erin protested again.

“Just cum in her,” Bree insisted. “She wants it.”

I continued to slam in and out of her pussy as my cock swelled to its bursting point.

“No, don’t,” Erin said, moaning, though she didn’t sound stern anymore.

“Oh, it’s so big!” Bree exclaimed, reaching to touch my swollen shaft during a brief withdrawal. “He’s about to cum so much inside of you, Erin!”

I wasn’t sure what to do as my orgasm rapidly approached. When she thought I was close enough, Bree put her body weight against my back, forcing me completely inside Erin.

“Wait!” Erin protested. But it was too late, as my cock exploded, shooting off a dozen ropes of hot cum in a matter of seconds. I grabbed her ass to stay upright as each pleasure-filled contraction of my big vein shot more cum inside Erin’s tight pussy. My eyes fixed on her ass again as my cock continued to fill up her pussy, and the angle made it difficult for any to leak out. I was completely flooding her pussy as she screamed in front of me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said with each rope of cum that splashed against her cervix.

“Oh wow,” Bree smiled, rubbing my balls and sliding a finger along my lower shaft to coax more cum out of me. “You’re so lucky! There’s so much cum inside of you.” Bree stuck her finger in her own pussy again and brought it out to taste some of my cum.

I spanked Erin again as my orgasm finally slowed down, but not before I dumped another few globs of cum inside her. She fell onto the ground in front of me, but I managed to stay inside of her until every last drop transitioned into her unprotected pussy.