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That morning we all sat and had a late breakfast together. It was weird sat at a table knowing I had left a DNA sample in 3 of the women round the table, and the other 3 people were completely unaware of it.
Liv, Claire and Lauren knew I’d slept with Liv, even though she was engaged.
Liv, Claire and Lauren also knew I’d slept with Claire, thinking it was Liv.
Only Lauren and I knew we’d fooled about this morning.
This was getting complicated and I was sure I was going to screw up and let something slip. I decided keeping vaguely quiet was the best bet. Liv was also rather subdued, barely looking up from her bowl and seeming lost in thought. Even Claire seemed to be on her best behaviour, though I suspected that was more from being told off by Liv than any genuine regret or remorse. The only person who seemed to be in a great mood was Lauren. The power of a great orgasm to start the day, eh?
After breakfast I cleared the bowls while the rest got ready for the days activities. The ladies all wanted to head for the poolside and work on their tans. Rick asked if I fancied a game of tennis. Seemed like a great idea to avoid any awkwardness.
We headed out and started to knock the ball around. To be honest, Rick could win any point he wanted to. His tall and lanky frame (and the fact he actually paid much attention to sports) meant it was an uneven match. On the plus side it seemed like Rick wanted to talk more than play.
“Has Lauren said anything to you about me? I know you two chat,” Rick asked.
“Not particularly, why?” I replied, sending a ball bouncing a decent foot past
the opposite baseline.
“Do you think she’d be interested in getting back together with me?” Rick asked.
“No” I replied, a bit abruptly while just about managing to return Rick’s serve, “I mean, I think she sees you firmly as a friend now. You guys gave it a shot.”
“I know, but seeing her again. I think I messed up,” Rick despondently sent a return into his own side of the net.
I wondered what to say. I knew Lauren didn’t feel that way about him any more, but there was something more than that. I didn’t want Rick getting in the way of whatever was going on between me and Lauren.
“Probably just all the sunshine, beer and bikini clad women,” I finally said, trying to sound casual and laddish rather than protective of Lauren’s genitalia, “makes all guys a bit horny. You could try your luck with Emma or Sara?”
Had I just offered up the only two women I hadn’t slept with as a distraction?
“But not Claire right?” Rick replied, looking smug.
“What? No, or her,” I said, serving wide.
“Come on mate, we all heard Liv shouting this morning. Doesn’t take a genius to work out she caught you in bed with her sister. I mean, you have balls mate, your ex’s little sister. I mean, I guess with Liv being off the market?”
I was the worst person in the world. If only he knew the full story.
“It wasn’t like that,” I finally muttered, then double faulted.
“I’m not judging man,” Rick grinned, “I never really got your thing for Liv, I mean she’s pretty, but like girl-next-door pretty, not rip-her-clothes-off pretty you know? But her sister – those legs phwoar!”
“Each to their own,” I smiled, finally landing a slower serve in the box. I felt oddly protective of Liv. I guess she did have a slightly more down to earth look, with her long wavy dark-blonde hair, medium chest and round butt, but she was still minimum an 8 out of 10 by most guy’s standards.
“I’ll keep my hands off the sisters, don’t worry,” Rick grinned, “if you’re hooking up with Claire and Liv is engaged. Plus she’s your ex, bro code and all that.”
I felt like a dick. Rick was talking about not sleeping with my ex-fuck buddy out of a sense of loyalty and I’d been fooling around with his ex-girlfriend who he apparently still had feelings for just 3 hours ago.
“I guess it’s Emma then,” Rick said, “Sara’s alright but I think she swings the other way if you know what I mean.”
“Emma has had girlfriends too,” I added.
“Yeah, she’s bi, so I’m in luck,” Rick said, swinging and missing at one of my better shots, “although Cal said she’s pretty loose, down there, and a lousy fuck. Still, better than jerking off again tonight.”
“Cal’s an arsehole,” I said, “we’re not in an 80s high school movie, who even talks about women like that. He was probably just pissed they broke up. They were together like 4 years, so he clearly wasn’t complaining at the time.”
“Fair,” Rick nodded.
We finished up our game, we didn’t need to count the score to know Rick had definitely won. We walked back to the main house.
As we rounded the corner of the bushes and onto the patio, we were greeted by a pleasant surprise. While Liv and Lauren were swimming (very short) lanes in the pool, Emma, Claire and Sara were all sunbathing – topless.
Claire was closest to us, and having never seen her boobs before, only felt them in the dark, I could immediately escort etiler see why I had mistaken them for her sisters, or at least, how I remembered Liv’s looking. Rounded and firm, about a C or D cup with almost very pink nipples.
“Morning boys,” she greeted us, without any attempt to cover up, “have fun playing with your balls?”
Sara who was next to her sat up and searched for her bikini top. It was a bit late as Rick and I had both already clocked her undersized chest, although there was more of a mound on each breast that I had suspected from seeing her in clothing. More of a surprise though, was the nipple piercing on each of her cone shaped brownish nipples. Maybe Sara wasn’t as boring as I thought? She finally found, and put on, her bikini top, before returning to her book.
Emma was either half asleep or engrossed in her book. She was sat propped up on her lounger, with gravity pulling her enormous breasts down slightly over her stomach, which had slight rolls in it where she was sat bent over. Her breasts must have been at least a G cup, each would have taken 2 hands to properly play with. Her pink areolas seemed a little undersized on her enormous breasts, but given her rack stuck out considerably from each side of her they kind of dwarfed everything.
“Oi, stop perving you too,” Lauren called from the pool. I hadn’t realised I had been staring for quite as long as I had, taking in each of the beauties in turn. Rick had clearly been doing the same.
“Why don’t you either join us in the pool or start on lunch?” Liv suggested.
“We’ll start on lunch,” Rick hastily replied. Maybe he was as worried about getting a boner as I was. Turns out he had thought ahead and realised the kitchen window overlooked the sun loungers. I’d call him a perv but I did join him in spending a long time cutting up the salad.
***
That afternoon we all went on a walk, fully clothed, unfortunately. I cooked dinner for the group and we ate outside on the poolside. Lauren and Sara cleared the plates away while the rest of us sat drinking and chatting.
When Lauren finally re-emerged she was holding an empty wine bottle with the label ripped off.
“Does anyone remember the game we used to play?” She grinned.
“Oh no!” Emma laughed.
“Oh yes!” Lauren laughed putting it on the table in the middle of the group.
“How does this work? Like spin the bottle? That could be fun,” Claire asked, a cheeky glint in her eye.
“Kind of like a cross between spin the bottle, double dare and truth or dare,” Lauren explained, “we take it in turns to spin the bottle, say if it lands on Josh, I then bet Josh he won’t do a dare. If he does the dare he gets to ask me any question. If he refuses then I can ask him a question.”
“And you have to be completely honest,” Rick said.
“Yeah, and the idea is you make the truths so embarrassing that the other person has to do the dare, which makes it more fun,” Lauren finished.
“Got it, I’m going first then,” Claire said, leaning over and spinning the bottle before anyone had a chance to object. It landed on Sara.
“I bet you won’t do shots with me,” Claire called out. They both did a shot.
“Okay, so now Sara gets to ask you anything,” Lauren said, “and you have to be truthful.”
“Why did you come on this trip, like don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind, but the rest of us were all friends from uni?” Sara asked.
“Oh, Sam wouldn’t let Liv come alone, once he found out Josh would be here,” Claire blurted out, receiving an elbow from Liv, “what? She said I had to be completely honest.”
We played a couple more rounds, mostly based around drinking.
Eventually it got round to Sara. She spun and it landed on Lauren.
“Umm, I dare you to kiss Rick,” she said.
“Ewww no way, he’s my ex,” Lauren replied, “I’ll take the truth over that.”
Rick looked offended.
“Okay then, what’s the tent story? Claire mentioned it when we first arrived and I never heard of it, even though I lived with you at Uni,” Sara asked.
“It’s not too late to just kiss Rick,” Emma suggested, blushing.
“No, it’s fine,” Lauren sighed, “I’d rather just tell the story. So, the summer before our final year, just before we went back, a group of us went on a camping trip. Rick and I were still together, Emma was with our friend Cal, and then Liv, Josh and this other guy Anthony came too. I think Liv and Josh had pretty much broken up by this point?”
“Yeah, it was just before I got together with Sam, like a week before actually,” Liv added.
“Right, so as I was saying. It was a proper basic trip, nothing like this. Someone brought along a big 6 person tent. Anthony had his own tent for some reason, he was into hiking and stuff I think. But the rest of us were all sharing this big 6 person tent, like three bedrooms off a central taller domed bit.”
“Oh my god, was that Dad’s tent?” Claire interrupted, “he loved that thing, we had all escort beyoğlu our family holidays in it and you defiled it!”
Liv looked sheepish.
Lauren continued: “Yeah I think it was Liv who brought it, actually. So, me and Rick had one side, Cal and Emma had another and Liv and Josh were sharing the last one. Even though they told everyone they weren’t hooking up by this point. One night we all get tipsy drunk, and Rick and I start hearing Liv and Josh going at it. Obviously trying to be silent, but there were two piece of material between us and they’re both as subtle as a brick. Rick and I get a bit turned on and start going at it too.”
“Meanwhile,” Emma added, “completely oblivious, Cal and I had decided to risk a sneaky one in. We were halfway done when we heard the others. By which I basically mean Liv who is not subtle.”
I couldn’t help but think of the irony, that she had been subtler than they gave her credit for, after cheating on Sam with me the first night.
“So you were all having sex in the same tent, at the same time?” Sara asked.
“Yeah, basically, in different sections though, and it was dark so it wasn’t like an orgy,” Lauren added, “funniest thing is, we hadn’t realised it was all of us until a party back at uni a few weeks later. Poor Anthony was there and looked like a puppy when he found out he’d missed out on all the action.”
Everyone was laughing apart from Sara, even Liv couldn’t help but find it funny.
“You guys are unbelievable,” Sara groaned and slumped back in her chair, “next turn.”
Rick spun next and it landed on Claire.
“I dare you to take your top off,” he said after thinking for half a second.
“Easy,” Claire said and pulled her t-shirt off, sitting there in a black bra and jeans. She seemed perfectly happy to take it off despite a few protests from other people that Rick had gone too far.
“Bra too?” Rick asked.
“Tough luck honey,” Claire added, “you already used your dare. So, now I get to ask you a question, let me think.”
Rick had inadvertently started a war. Lauren went over to Claire and whispered in her ear.
“Did you ever cheat on Lauren, and if so, who with?” Claire asked.
“That’s not fair, that’s Lauren’s question, not yours,” Rick protested.
“You didn’t say no! That’s all the response I need,” Lauren shouted.
“And who?” Claire asked.
“Paige, my housemate. It was one time though and it was the only time I’ve ever cheated,” Rick protested.
“Whatever,” Lauren said, sitting back and taking a drink, “it was years ago and I knew you two had a thing.”
Lauren’s body language showed it clearly wasn’t water under the bridge, but the game moved on.
It was Claire’s turn next. She spun and it landed on Lauren.
“Well, since you’ve made your feelings about Rick very clear, I dare you to kiss Josh, full on make out sesh too, none of that friendly peck on the lips stuff,” she said.
Was she punishing Rick? I realised she probably didn’t care about the fact we had been together the night before but she seemed oddly excited about the idea of me kissing Lauren. I think she was just having Lauren’s back and getting back at Rick in her own unique way. I made some vaguely protesting sounds, admittedly a bit half-heartedly.
“Happily!” Lauren announced and stood up. She swung her leg over mine and straddled me on the garden sofa I was sat on. She put one hand on either side of my face and pulled my mouth up to meet hers. She kissed me passionately and deeply for the next minute or so, but frankly it could have been 5, all I was thinking about how good this felt. At one point I even wrapped my hand around her curvy bum and pulled her into me. She paused, and under her brunette hair looked down at me and made eye contact with a sweet warm smile.
She was playing a dangerous game if she wanted to keep our new-found passion a secret. That or it was all a show for Rick. It felt like there was a spark there though.
“Wow,” Claire finally interrupted the moment, “that was intense!”
Lauren climbed back off me and sat back down. Rick looked like he was pissed off, but I wasn’t sure if it was at me, Lauren, Claire or all of us.
“Okay, I think I earned my question there,” Lauren said, “Claire, how do you know so much about Josh and your sister?”
“Oh,” Claire beamed, “I’m so glad you asked, because it’s a funny story actually.”
Liv looked mortified already.
“Sorry sis, but I have to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. About 18 months ago, me and Liv were back home for Christmas, staying with our parents. Liv clearly thought everyone was out the house, but didn’t know I was in the hall. I hear noises coming from my darling sisters bedroom. Well, I say voices, what I mean was the name Josh being repeatedly moaned as she masturbated.”
I looked over at Liv, who looked back at me, clearly hoping the ground would swallow her. I couldn’t imagine escort ortaköy the embarrassment of not only being caught masturbating by your own sister, but then having your wank bank material shared with your ex. I tried to smile reassuringly back at her.
“Once she’d come down from what looked like a very satisfying orgasm, she tried to convince me it wasn’t that she was thinking about a guy named Josh, but that’s what she called her rabbit toy. I think in her post orgasmic state she forgot I had met and knew who Josh was, so the fact her favourite sex toy was named after him was even more revealing. In all fairness I was a proud little sister, I figured she was a boring little prude who had boring suburban sex with her boring nice boyfriend. After she got dressed she filled me in on all the things that made her not a prude and not boring. I was convinced, but when I then heard about this trip I just had to come and see the original Josh in action.”
I felt quite complimented, if utterly mortified for Liv. It had been probably 4 years since we stopped hooking up by the point all this went down and she still masturbated thinking about me. I mean sure, I had occasionally used memories of her while jacking off, but not particularly often.
It was back to Emma’s turn, she spun and it landed on me.
“Urm, I don’t know,” Emma said panicking, “Urm I dare you to kiss… Liv, no I mean Claire.”
“First answers only,” Rick butted in.
“He can’t, I’m engaged,” Liv said pointing at her ring finger, only to realise it wasn’t there. She still hadn’t put it back on.
“I’ll take the truth,” I said, happy to take the hit, it seemed like Liv had faced enough embarrassment in the last few minutes.
“Urm, okay, when was the last time you had sex?” Emma asked, clearly thinking of anything off the top of her head. I looked round the group, subtly trying to make eye contact with Lauren and Claire. Lauren was playing it particularly cool, but Claire looked practically excited about my answer.
“What counts as sex?” I asked.
“Urm… oh, Urm… vaginal I guess?” Emma asked.
I paused, reluctant to answer.
“Last night,” I mumbled. The group roared.
“What?!” Sara asked.
“Who with?” Emma added.
“That’s a second question! Rules are rules,” I protested.
“You don’t have to protect my honour, Josh. It was me, and it was fucking great,” Claire announced. Thankfully she left out the whole mistaken identity part.
“Next person,” I said, before taking a drink. I did smile at Claire though, her openness was actually pretty refreshing.
A few rounds later it landed back on Rick. You could see him praying it landed on Claire. His prayers were duly answered. Lucky prick.
“I bet you won’t take your bra off,” Rick looked gleefully over at Claire. The other women objected but Claire played an Ace.
“Sure,” she said. Still wearing just a bra and jeans she stood up and walked between Rick and I with her back to Rick and facing me and the other women. She then effortlessly removed her bra, giving me a full show, but Rick a view of nothing but her back. I admired the sight of those firm round breasts once more, her nipples hard in the slightly cool air. She looked down and winked at me.
“Joshy,” she smiled, “mind if I borrow your top.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. She’d definitely won that round. I gave her my t-shirt. It was a bit cooler than I would have wanted to be topless but well worth it for a flash of her breasts. Claire pulled over my t-shirt that was oversized on her and retook her seat.
“That’s a cheat,” Rick protested, “I already dared you to take off your top.”
“Yep, but this isn’t MY top,” Claire beamed back. Rick looked around for support from the group but between the ongoing feud with Claire and the cheating revelations, he had no allies left amongst the women. I could have helped him, but Claire had just bought my cooperation with boobs.
“Now, for my question,” Claire grinned cheekily, “who here have you wanked thinking about?”
“All of the girls,” he replied, “but so what, there isn’t a guy alive who doesn’t rub one out thinking about their female friends. Right, Josh?”
I mean he had a point. I couldn’t actually remember jerking off over Sara or Claire, but I probably had back in the day, and I mean, I’d slept with Claire now, so I guess that counted. Still, I want going to make myself a target by agreeing.
“Fine, my turn,” Claire spun. I’m not quite sure it was her go but she was desperate to get Rick back after that question had embarrassed him less than expected. The bottle wobbled and I swear I saw Lauren nudge the table as it settled on Rick.
“I dare you to suck Josh’s dick,” Claire blurted out, maybe a bit tipsy.
“Eww, no, we’re not gay,” Rick protested, “anyway, Josh gets a veto on that one like he did for Liv.”
I had to think about this carefully. I didn’t particularly want a blowjob off a guy but all the women I fancied sleeping with on this trip had clearly drawn their battle lines against poor Rick.
“I’m fine with it,” I joked, “it’s not gay if I close my eyes and imagine it’s one of the girls.”
I was relatively confident he would back down.
“Fine,” Rick moaned, “truth!”
“Do you still have feelings for Lauren?” Claire asked, looking smug.
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