Naughty Games Ch. 1

  I knew it was wrong but I just couldn’t help myself. I should have closed the drapes but I wanted to see just how long it would take before one of them came knocking on my door. It was the middle of a Saturday afternoon and the volleyball area outside of my apartment window was filled with 8-10 gorgeous young guys sweating and playing a game of Volleyball. I had left the blinds partially open just to let some light into my bedroom. Standing at the window barely concealed with nothing on I began to get wet watching the guys play. Their bodies were so hard, all so strong as they joked and laughed. I imagined one or two of them knocking on my door and me salaciously inviting them in to play with me. I sighed, as much as I fantasized that it would happen I knew that it was just not going to come true. I put on my bikini and decided to walk to the pool just across from my apartment. Knowing that I would be watched while I walked there I chose to wear nothing but a pair of low slung cut off denim shorts to cover my bottom and nothing on top but my tiny triangle bikini. The muggy southern air caressed my skin as I stepped outside and drenched me in the scented heat of a southern day. I strolled slowly towards the pool, avidly staring at the group of guys playing volleyball. I looked each of them over in turn letting my eyes gaze from head to toe. Unabashedly I went from one to the next trying to determine which one I would choose to fuck that afternoon. At different times their heads all turned my way, and then back once, twice, perhaps even for a third look as my juicy ass bounced and swayed step by step along the way to the pool. I brought a book with me and decided to cool off in the shade between dips in the pool by reading my favorite trashy romance novel.

I laid out the towel I had brought along and shimmied out of my shorts until I was clothed in enough floss and material that it could legally be called a bathing suit. There weren’t any children about so I felt just fine laying down on my towel on the chaise chair and stretching out. The sun was relentless but I wanted to work up a sweat before I jumped into the pool. I stayed radiant in the sun for several minutes. Sweat popped up and beaded on my skin, rivulets running a damp path in between the valley of my breasts, down my temple and the small of my back. I sighed as my body heat rose and decided it was time to take a dip in the pool. I gently slipped into the water, warmed now as it was by the rays of the sun I swam a few strokes to the center of the pool before letting the water take me under and soak my body completely in its smooth embrace. I gently glided around the pool for a few minutes before stepping out and resuming my position on the towel. I was surprised that there wasn’t anyone else at the pool but as I could hear it sounded as if the excitement for the day was being played out at the sand pit. I closed my eyes for but a moment and slowly drifted off…

I awoke to a loud splash and looked over. I couldn’t have dozed off for more than ten minutes. Suddenly I was no longer alone in the pool as the 10 guys from the volleyball pit were suddenly stripping off their shirts and diving into the pool. My heart sped up and my rebellious stomach did a nice slow summersault as I watched each of them jump, dive and step into the pool. Several of them glanced my way but as of yet, with my glasses on, they couldn’t tell that I was awake. Several of them nodded my way and I could see them discussing something in low, hushed tones. They began to talk louder and louder and finally two of them swam over my way.

“Hey. You awake?” One of them asked. Knowing I was being watched I didn’t hesitate to spread my legs a bit and arch my back. Stretching out my arms I thrust out my breasts and yawned a little.

“Well I am now.” I answered. I sat up and immediately saw their eyes go to the junction between my legs and my breasts. The tiny scrap of material laughingly called a bathing suit was doing an admiral, albeit poor, job of concealing my womanly curves from interested eyes. “See anything you like?” I asked. My throat was husky from nervous excitement and I could see both of the guys swallow convulsively as I swept each leg to either side of the chair.

“Yeah, um, we saw you walking over here and uh, saw you watching us play volleyball. What’s your name?” He asked.

I laughed slightly before I answered, “You really want to know my name?” I imagined he was being polite, attempting to initiate me in conversation when all I really wanted to do was line each one of them up and slip a hand in their shorts and check their packages. I most assuredly couldn’t do that so decided that I would indeed, play a little game.

“Well, yeah I’m Greg.” He answered. I didn’t pay too close attention to him as I could tell he had been elected spokesman by the rest of the group. Just how old were these boys anyway, I wondered.

“It’s Rae…I think I want to get back into the water though do you guys promise to be on good behavior if I get in with you?” Oh I certainly hoped they wouldn’t.

“Of course we do.” Like a charming little devil he lied smoothly right between his pearly white teeth.

I stood up and 20 eyeballs were suddenly on me as I made my way to the pool. I stepped down slowly, letting the water glide every so slowly up my thighs. I finally made it waist deep and plunged the rest of the way into the water. “I want to play a little game.” I told them. Interestingly enough they all told me that they would love to play with me too. “Well, for this part of the game I’m going to swim around and if you catch me, you get to kiss me. Only one kiss at a time and you can’t go in a consecutive order. Once you’ve caught me you have to sit on the steps. The last person to catch me is out. Two can’t catch me at once so you’ve got to be able to fight each other off and be quick. I will tell you this…I don’t play fair.” They all nodded and I saw a few grin, sure that they would be the first to catch me. “Well, what are you waiting for?” I asked.