Hot summer - 1.

Bianka and Bianca became inseparable back in grade school over the near-identical sound of their names. Best friends since then, they share everything, including the men they want. One sweltering summer afternoon the two blondes spotted James Brossman stretched out beside the pool, skin warm and glistening. They stripped off their tiny bikini tops as they walked toward him, and he smiled like he had been waiting for them. The brunette among them—still, the names blurred—slid onto the lounger first, straddling his hips, while her blonde counterpart knelt at his side and reached for the growing bulge in his swim trunks. Shorts came down; mouths followed. Tongues swirled, lips met, and James lay back, watching two pretty girls share his cock like it was the last treat on a hot day. Soon the blonde climbed higher, sinking onto him in one slow, wet slide, while her brunette friend licked where they joined, tasting everything. They switched places, sweat-slick bodies sliding together, each girl riding him in turn until their breath hitched and their moans rose above the gentle splash of the pool. No one rushed. They had all afternoon, and every inch of him to enjoy.