Double the Trouble

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Authors: Tiffany Lordes
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, Romantic Erotica
I just wanted to relax in my hot tub with a cold beer and unwind from the day from hell.
    The back door of the jeep that pulled in behind me opened and for a second I thought someone had come to the wrong address.
    The young girl that stepped out from behind the passenger side, which was the side closest to me, was a fucking knockout and she dressed to show off that fact very nicely.
    She had to be a thirty-six DD with the tiniest fucking waist and an ass shaped like a perfect peach. She was wearing a short flirty summer dress. Nothing too risqué, but her tits were straining the material across her chest.
    My cock, who was never one to behave, jumped in my loose fitting slacks and started up an incessant thumping.
    From the other side, came another exotic beauty, who was dark to the other girl’s blonde good looks. This one was gorgeous, but her attributes were a little less pronounced.
    I’d put her at a thirty-two B, a nice mouthful. But what she lacked in the top department she made up for with legs. I’m a legs man myself and this girl had a mile of them, fucking supermodel material both of them.
    Next, came this matronly looking woman who wasn’t too bad to look at herself. But in the presence of these two, who the fuck would see her?
    I had the fleeting thought that she should never leave them alone with her husband if she wanted her marriage to stay in tact, but then I reminded myself that everyone wasn’t a pervert like me.
    “Hi cousin John, I can’t thank you enough for doing this. We’re running a little late so I have to rush. Girls you mind your uncle John and do everything he says ya hear.”
    Uncle? I’m not that old. She rushed back into her car after the girls grabbed their bags and turned to me with the most innocent looks on their faces.
    I was beginning to think that what I’d thought of them years ago was not true; they seemed nice enough.
    “This way ladies let me show you to your rooms.” There were a lot of oohs and ahs as I led them through the house to the two guest bedrooms upstairs. I was feeling stifled in my clothes so I told them to make themselves comfortable while I changed.
    “Thank you uncle John.” The blonde one Anna I think, still had a tinge of her accent and that gleam in her eye. “Yes, thank you uncle.” Stacia twirled her hair around her finger as she smiled at me.
    “Yes well okay, I’m gonna go take a quick shower and then we’ll heat up the grill and throw some steaks on it, looks like a nice night for grilling.” They squealed and rushed me in a melee of tits and ass as they kissed me all over my face.
    It seemed innocent enough but I could’ve sworn one or both of them had mashed their crotch into my twitching cock. When they exchanged grins, I was almost certain of it but I dropped it for now.
    In my shower, I let the water run down over me to cool me down some, but it was no use. I kept seeing Anna’s tits and Stacia’s legs and my dick was hard as fuck. I soaped up and with my head back stroked my cock to visions of both girls sucking me off.
    I heard a noise and looked over the shower door, but there was no one there. I went back to stroking my cock faster and faster, feeling no guilt that I was jerking off to thoughts of my two little cousins. Well at least they were old enough.
    I came a fuck load against the wall but my dick was still semi-hard. In my mind, I kept thinking there’s no way I’m gonna make it with them two in the house without somebody getting fucked.
    I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top before heading downstairs. It was a warm southern evening as I went out back to fire up the grill. I turned on the hot tub while I was out there figuring I might as well.
    The girls came down, both in bikini tops and the tiniest shorts imaginable. I swallowed hard as I took in their flat tummies and their tit flesh bulging out over the too small stringy tops.
    “You girls going for a swim?” The pool had just been serviced so it should be no

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