Swim Time

It took a considerable amount of self control on Penny’s part to not break out into a grin as she saw the two boys come around the corner and stop dead upon seeing her. They blinked, eyes widening, and jaws dropping a bit as they saw her lean, fit figure stretched out along the pool chair, barely clothed in a white string bikini, her long legs on full display, and her perky breasts barely contained.

Penny, her eyes hidden by large mirrored sunglasses, scoped the two boys out without turning her head. She chose that moment to re-cross her legs at the ankle. She saw Derrick’s eyes zero in on her red-painted toe-nails, and Hank swallow hard as his eyes trailed along the curve of her thighs.

She barely managed to restrain her laugh to only a sly grin as she saw the tents forming in their pants. The idiots were wearing only their swim trunks and weren’t even carrying anything with which to cover themselves.

“Penelopy!” hissed Derrick, bending over slightly at the waist, as if that could hide anything. Behind him, Hank tried to step behind the taller boy, and hoped the leggy blond didn’t notice his useless attempt to adjust his swim trunks by the waistband.

“Hey, Derrick,” said Penny with a sweet smile. “What’s up? Haven’t seen you in a little while.”

Derrick pointed to the sign on the fence, which listed a series of time periods. “This is supposed to be the guys’ swim time!”

Penny chuckled. “Well, we didn’t see any guys here, so we thought we’d take advantage.”

“We?” said Hank, coming out from behind Derrick, having only managed to make his erection more obvious. The feel of the cloth must have felt too good as it brushed against his organ, and thus stopped him from further adjustment. The shorter boy’s eyes darted around the pool, looking for another girl. “Who else is here?”

His response came in the form of slim fingers slipping into the waistband of his trunks from behind and quickly yanking them down. “Aaaah!!!” Hank jumped as his trunks smacked down onto his ankles.

Derrick likewise jumped and turned, but before he could do anything, those same hands slipped into his own trunks and de-pantsed him as well.

Penny’s composure finally broke, and she burst out into laughter as both boys’ hard cocks sprang up high! As they scrambled to try and pull their shorts back up, the culprit likewise giggled at the show. Mable, wearing only a red sling suit, stood behind them with her hands on her hips as she admired her handy work.

Both boys tried to cover their shame, but right as the waistband of their shorts reached their testicles, their hands stopped. Try as they might, they could not slide the material back over their genitals. The two boys hissed a curse, and Derrick looked up to yell at Mable, only for his eyes to widen again at her outfit. His cock twitched as he scoped her nearly-nude form, the sling suit barely constraining her breasts, the bottom opening cut so low, there could not have been more than a couple millimeters of material above her pussy.

Mable and Penny kept chuckling as the boys, taken off guard, kept trying to pull their trunks up, before registering that it was futile. “Stop laughing!” said Derrick, his face beet red with embarrassment and frustration.

Hank managed to collect his wits enough to try a different tactic. He pulled his trunks off entirely, and, keeping them clutched in a death grip, jumped into the pool, keeping himself close to the side to hide his erection. The water was not as cold as he hoped.

Derrick turned and started to follow, but Mable reached out and snagged him by the wrist, pulling his arm away from his trunks. Derrick’s eyes widened and he tried to pull himself free, but the girl’s slim fingers almost fully encircled his wrist and he couldn’t apply any force to break free. He tried to drop down on the ground, squatting and keeping his legs closed to try and hide his erection, but Mable just positioned herself right in front of him, with her crotch nearly in his face. Derrick let out a breath and squeezed his eyes shut, even as his cock surged!

“Let go!” he said, his voice more of a whine than he’d intended.

“Shorts off,” she said.

“No!”

“You can’t put them on anyway.”

“I could if you two weren’t…” He swallowed, too ashamed to just say it.

“Making you hard?” said Penny. The two girls shared a grin. “Not our fault you two are such pervs.”

“Come on,” said Mable. “Take them off.”

Derrick knew he was trapped. There was no fighting a girl. All she had to do was keep a hand on him, and he could not get away. And they’d already seen everything. He finally stood, and with his free hand, pulled his trunks off.

“Give them here,” said Penny.

Derrick’s eyes widened. “No!”

“You can’t wear them while you got that boner raging, so just hand them over,” said Penny.

Derrick moved to hold the trunks in front of his stiff cock. It was not ideal, but it was the only way he had to cover himself! However, Mable took the opportunity to snatch at the shorts. Derrick tried to yank it free from her grasp, but of course, he couldn’t. Once she had a grip, he couldn’t use any force against her, even indirectly. As soon as his pull against the shorts threatened to so much as move her hand, his own arm stopped short. He grit his teeth as pure male stubbornness made him try anyway.

Mable rolled her eyes and made a sudden swift kneeing motion towards his balls. Derrick jerked his hips back by instinct. She didn’t actually hit him, didn’t even come close, but the threat was enough to make him jump, and slip his grip on the shorts. Mable yanked them free, and tossed them to Penny.

The two girls laughed as Derrick looked crestfallen, watching Penny grab the trunks and set them beneath her pool chair. Mable let Derrick go and the red-faced boy fumed. “This is supposed to be the guys’ swim time!” he repeated.

Penny rolled her eyes behind her glasses. “That’s a fucking dumb rule anyway,” she said. “Just because you guys can’t control your stupid cocks, we can’t go out and enjoy the water?”

“B-because you…” Derrick swallowed again as he couldn’t help but flick his eyes down Penny’s body. His cock twitched, and he nearly winced. “Because it’s… it’s dangerous!”

“Poor little babies, afraid to get hard,” mocked Mable.

“You could drown us too easily!” said Hank, watching the whole exchange from the pool. He had his trunks clutched in his hand, but he hadn’t tried to put them back on yet, cluing both girls in that he was still throbbing beneath the water.

Now Mable rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. It’s been a couple years. All the psycho-ladies who were gunna do shit like that already did it, and got jailed. You guys are just too embarrassed that can’t control your boners around us bikini girls.”

“Do we really look like the kind of girls who’d hurt an unsuspecting boy?” said Penny, pouting. She shifted so that her back arched just a little bit.

Derrick noticed, of course, and his next retort was lost as his cock flexed at the sight, and he flushed hotly. He bent over again, and held his arms in front of his cock, as close as he could get them. It wasn’t enough to do the job.

Penny leaned her head up a bit and lowered her sunglasses, narrowing her sparkling blue eyes as she stared right at his cock. “Oh my god, is that pre-cum?”

Derrick looked down and somehow got even redder.

Both girls laughed, Mable leaning over to see. “Oh my god, it is!” Brazenly, she snaked her hand forward and tapped the tip of his cock, causing Derrick to let out a little grunt and jump away. The girls laughed again as they watched his cock bounce.

Mable looked at the little slick drop on her finger tip, before wiping it off on her slingsuit, just below her breast. The motion threatened to cause a nipple slip, partly exposing her areola for just a second, at the perfect angle for Hank to see from his position near her feet. He made a small whimper as his grip on the pool’s edge turned his knuckles white. Mable glanced down, gave him a wink.

Derrick had stumbled closer to Penny without intending to, and the girl was grinning wickedly at him. “Wow, I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be flattered I turn you on that much, or feel sorry for you for being so backed up.”

“Sh-shut up!” said Derrick. “Give me back my swimsuit, and we’ll leave!”

“Aw, why leave?” said Penny. “No reason we can’t all enjoy the pool together.”

Derrick stepped closer, fuming, but his cock didn’t shrink an inch! His hands clenched into useless fists as he said. “Give it back!”

Penny smirked. “Make me.”

Derrick knew he couldn’t. But for a moment, he calculated how fast he could try and snatch the shorts out from under her chair. Of course, he wasn’t going to make it. He—

He yelped as Penny suddenly snapped her legs up, striking like a snake, and snagging his cock between her feet. Derrick let out a yelp and tried to pull away, but of course, he couldn’t! She held onto his cock, trapping it between the sole of her right foot and the top of her left foot, squeezing fully and firmly enough that he couldn’t pull away without applying force against her grip. His body refused to fight against her.

He was also already off balance, and so, when she pulled her feet back down, he wasn’t able to brace himself to resist her, and tipped forward. He was forced flat on the ground, face down, his hips lying across the foot of her chair. She managed to keep her grip, squeezing his cock playfully.

“Ah! Ah! Fuck!” Instinctively, he tried to thrust between her feet, but his hips were locked. His body was forced into a half-kneeling, half-splayed out position, her feet comfortably holding his cock in the nook between his abdomen and the chair.

“L-let go!” Derrick whined. “Let go!”

“I somehow don’t think you want me to,” said Penny, grinning. “I can feel you throbbing! I think what you really want to do is fuck my feet.” The tall, strapping boy whimpered; he was utterly helpless against her! He could do nothing as she imprisoned his cock between her feet. The power of the Chastity Curse was unbeatable by any male effort. Only a female could undo its supernatural power. And knowing Penny, she wasn’t going to be so generous!

***

Mable, meanwhile, had gone over to where Hank was in the pool, crouching down right in front of him to give him a full view of her barely-covered crotch, and a heavenly view of her cleavage. She smiled confidently down at him, while he trembled, eyes wide, but unable to stop from glancing over her body. His knuckles were white, and even from the extreme angle, she could see his hard cock flexing in the water. He was barely an inch from the edge of the pool, and she had no doubt he’d probably be humping it right now if he could.

“My eyes are up here,” she said.

He forced his eyes up to see her face. “S-s-sorry!” he squeaked. He felt like a mouse looking up at a hungry cat.

She leaned down, putting her hands on the ground between her legs, parting her thighs even wider so she could keep her balance. Hank couldn’t help it; he glanced down again, and his cock surged as the tight slingsuit clearly outlined her pussy, framed perfectly by her forearms.

“Hey,” she whispered. “Give me your swim suit, and I’ll let you hump the wall.”

Hank’s wide eyes went back to her face and his mouth worked, but no sound came out. He flushed red, but couldn’t bring himself to reject her offer outright.

“Come on,” she said, keeping her voice low. “I know you want to. You need to. I know Penny’s hot, but no boy pops a boner that quick unless it’s been a while.”

Hank swallowed hard, and his grip on his shorts tightened. He almost pulled them into the water to cover himself. But god, the last time he’d been allowed to touch his cock, there was still snow on the ground!

“Y-you promise?” he said.

“Only one way to find out,” she said.

Hank yanked his shorts down into the water. “No! You’re just gunna trick me!”

Mable sighed, then brought one hand up to slip beneath the slingsuit’s outer edge, pulling it out just enough that Hank almost thought he saw the first hint of her nether lips, before she let the material snap back into place. If it wasn’t for his low vantage point, he surely would have seen it!

“What if I threw in a little show?” She grinned as the boy looked like he was about to have a heart attack. “Would that be enough encouragement?”

Hank’s lip quivered, as did his cock. He was so fucking turned on, he couldn’t help it! Even though this was so obviously a trap, he couldn’t pass up this chance. He held up his wet suit with a shaky hand. Mable snatched it out of his grip, and chucked the suit over the fence in one deft motion.

“Hey!” said Hank, instinctively lunging up for the lost clothing, even though he was obviously no where near it. But then he felt Mable’s hand on his shoulder, pushing him back into place. She was repositioning herself to sit on the edge of the pool, and she curled her legs up and over his shoulders, pinning him against the wall, with his face right between her legs. Her crotch was just a couple inches away from his nose, and his eyes widened even further in shock, his jaw dropping, as she slipped the shoulder straps free, and her suit fell lose over her thighs, bearing her moist pussy to him.

Even if he had been able to pull out of the grip of her legs, he wouldn’t have. He was utterly entranced. All the blood rushed to his cock, until he was so hard it almost made him faint! She laughed at his helpless reactions, then leaned forward and whispered, “Hump.”

She didn’t have to tell him twice; he let out a ragged gasp as he pressed his cock against the wall of the pool and began thrusting, the first self-pleasure he’d been able to feel for nearly three months!

***

Meanwhile, Derrick was uselessly trying to free his cock from Penny’s feet, and all he could manage was to scramble and flail uselessly. Penny just laughed and smirked as he wore himself out trying.

“Oh, just admit you want to fuck my feet,” she said.

“N-no!” shouted Derrick hotly.

“Liar.”

“Let me go!”

“You want me to let you hump them?”

Derrick paused, his face crimson. “N-no…”

Penny grinned. “Definite liar.”

“P-please just let me—.”

 “Go ahead. Hump away like a dog.”

Derrick gasped as he suddenly had just enough leverage to rub his penis between her feet. For a few seconds, he tensed up, and couldn’t stop the instinct to follow the pleasure and pump a few times against her flesh. His cock was already tingling with pleasure just from being touched and squeezed, but the delicious friction immediately had him huffing and jerking. With a Herculean effort, though, he tried to pull himself free, not wanting to give her the satisfaction.

“No pulling out!” she commanded, and his cock stopped just before the head could pop free.

“No!” Derrick cried out. He tried in vain to pull away from her, but all he managed to do was rub his sensitive cock head against her until his hips were jerking again.

“Come on, fuck ‘em,” she said with snicker. “Fuck ‘em like you’ve always wanted, you foot freak!”

“I’m not… into that…!” Derrick huffed. But god, it had been weeks since he’d been touched down there, over a year since he’d been allowed to touch himself, and her soft but firm flesh felt so fucking good on his throbbing cock, and he was already leaking pre-cum from being so pent up, and—

“Rrrffffuck!” hissed Derrick as he braced himself on his hands and knees and started pumping his leaking, throbbing penis between her unyielding feet. “Oh god… oh fuck!”

He lasted thirty seconds before his cock clenched hard, and he huffed and whimpered, legs shaking, as he tried to cum. But his ejaculation was denied, the Curse not allowing a man to achieve release on his own.

“Aw, what’s wrong? That not enough? You need more, foot fucker?”

Derrick was red with shame, frustration, and anger. He tried again to pull free of her, but her command only allowed him enough movement to thrust the length of his organ. He glared at her, and she grinned evilly at him.

“L-let me go!” he yelled as he tried to cool down from the fierce edging. She didn’t let him, and moved her feet to stroke him just a couple inches back and forth, causing him to cry out. She stroked for only a couple seconds, then stopped right when he was about to edge again.

He somehow found the strength to not keep thrusting against her. But he was a young man, blue-balled for weeks, and his resolve was only so strong. She stroked and stopped a couple more times, and he broke, moving against her until he edged again, unable to stop from pleasuring himself, even with the threat of a doomed climax.

She waited until she saw tears of frustration moistening his eyes. “Come on, Derrick,” she said. “Tell me what you need. What you need so badly, you don’t even care that it’s me.”

Through gritted teeth, he hissed. “Let me cum! Please, let me cum!”

She just laughed and squeezed his cock until his whole body shuddered. “Keep pumping, foot freak. Keep at it and we’ll see.”

Unable to resist his body’s needs, he resumed thrusting.

***

Mable had shifted forward, and now her hot, moist sex was half an inch from Hank’s nose. The boy was whimpering as he edged himself repeatedly against the wall of the pool. He licked his lips and couldn’t tear his eyes away from her pussy. Her scent was driving him almost as crazy as the orgasm denial!

“You wanna lick me?” she whispered, forcing herself not to just shove her sex against him. “You wanna make me feel good?”

Hank swallowed hard. “Y-yes… please… let me please you…”

She grinned, and in a husky voice said, “You really want to? Because you want to please me, or are you just hoping you’ll convince me to let you pop?”

Hank looked up at her, and she nearly came just seeing the pained look of lust on his face! “Please!” he whispered.

Part of her wanted to keep teasing him, to tell him that didn’t answer her question, but she was too turned on. She cupped the back of his head and pushed his face forward, whispering, “You may eat me out.”

Immediately, his lips fastened on her stiff clit and suckled, licking with precise motions. Mable let out a gasp and shuddered. This boy knew what he was doing! She wondered how many girls he’d pleasured, only for them to leave his hard cock untouched, giggling as they left him throbbing and leaking, with their juices all over his face. The thought riled her up so quickly, it took less than a minute for her to reach climax. Just as he started driving his tongue deep inside her, she flooded his mouth with her fluids, and let out a long, sensual cry.

He started to pull back, but she stopped his head with her hand and kept him pressed to her sex. She wasn’t about to let him stop! “Keep licking…” she breathed. “Keep humping…”

He whimpered and shuddered as he edged hard again, but could not stop himself from humping the pool wall, too caught up in his pleasure and tension. He could not resist the allure of her sex, and the male need to prove his sexual skills to the Goddess who held the key to his own relief.

***

Derrick thrust and edged and thrust and edged until his muscles gave out. He collapsed onto Penny’s feet, his middle held up from the chair only by the power of the Curse. The boy could not apply any force to her she did not allow, even unintended. Derrick tried one more futile attempt to roll himself away to free his cock, but she held him firm, and he only managed to partly roll onto his side, awkwardly stretched over the foot of the long poolside chair.

She released his cock suddenly, letting him tumble onto his back on the concrete. For a couple seconds, he flailed like a turtle on its shell, but then started to scramble to his feet. Penny was too quick, however, and scooted herself forward, pressing one foot to his chest, and the other onto his cock.

Derrick wasn’t in a position to brace himself against her push, and thus was easily forced flat onto the ground. Penny adjusted herself to sit more comfortably on the middle of the long seat, and pressed her soles against him. Helplessly, he clutched at her lower legs, but he could only make a half-grip that did nothing to restrain her, certainly not without any leverage.

“No more thrusting,” she commanded, and his hips locked in place immediately. He grit his teeth and let out a guttural groan of frustration. No amount of simple male strength could defy the power of the Curse; just lightly resting her foot on his chest and cock kept him completely pinned. He’d have had an easier time trying to bench press a car off himself!

With her left foot, she started stroking his cock, the ball of her foot pressed perfectly against his sweet spot. Derrick let out a shuddering breath, and clutched her calf with both hands. With his penis this hard, he couldn’t even bring his hands within several inches of his organ, and so couldn’t even try to clutch at and restrain her foot. She just swiveled it back and forth at the ankle, stroking him up and down in a steady rhythm.

Derrick huffed and moaned. He hated her for this, but her touch just felt so fucking good on his weeks-denied dick! He cried out as his orgasm was cruelly denied again!

“Pennyyyy!” he whined, his voice hitching. “Please let me cum!”

“Only good boys get to spurt their nasty goo,” she chided. “Not mean boys who try to hog the pool to themselves!”

He shamefully whimpered in another harsh edging, and she could tell from how his ass flexed and his legs quivered that despite himself, he was futilely trying to buck his hips up against her. His cock was practically burning with pleasure and almost painful tension!

“Th-then stop!” he whined. “Let me go and I’ll leave! You two can have the pool!”

“We already have it!” she said with a snicker. “And we could have shared it if you weren’t such a jerk!”

“I’m sorry! I’m s-s-sorry! AH!” He cried out in another hard edging. She wasn’t giving him even a moment to catch his breath, slowing her stroking to drag her foot downwards along his shaft right as he edged. Just as her big toe was halfway down his organ, she shifted her other foot off his chest, and touched the heel to his tip, dragging her sole down along his length after her other foot. As her other foot slid off the base of his cock, she brought it back up to follow the second. A continuous downward stroking with her feet, holding him right on the screaming edge.

Derrick let out a wail and his whole body shook, thrashing as much as he could with his hips still locked. He tried pounding at her legs in desperation, but his blows were stopped the moment their skin touched. She barely felt a thing as she “walked” his cock along the fiercest edging he’d ever felt!

His eyes rolled up. His mouth gaped and his breath heaved. He shuddered and then went limp. Penny finally stopped, blinking in surprise. She could see he was still breathing as his body relaxed, and she cracked a huge grin.

“Holy fuck, he blacked out!”

***

Mable shivered through another orgasm, soaking Hank’s face again. As she was coming down, she heard Penny declare Derrick’s utter defeat!

“St-stop licking!” she breathed, forcing Hank to cease his sucks and licks and probes, giving herself a moment to catch her breath. She still kept his head pressed against her pussy. She squeezed her thighs around him, trapping him against her, and looked back over her shoulder.

“Wow, really?”

Penny grinned at her. “God, what a wuss.”

The two girls cackled. Mable then looked down to Hank, who was whimpering. Unable to move his head, his eyes were rolled up to look at her. She noticed he was still humping against the wall of the pool.

Mable leaned down, pet his hair, and whispered. “You did a good job. Tell you what. I’ll let you pop if you promise not to tell your friend.”

Hanks eyes went wide. He moaned into her pussy, making what sounded like an affirmative noise. Mable chuckled and said, “Then go ahead and pop.”

Even muffled against her sex, Hank’s cry was enough to make Penny jump.

“Hey!” the other girl said. “What the fuck? Did you seriously just let him?”

“Aw, he earned it!” said Mable, petting Hanks hair as he shook and shuddered against the wall, tears of gratitude streaming down his face. After half a minute of watching him twitch, she released him. He sagged in the water, and nearly went under, still gasping, but Mable hooked her feet under his arms to hold him up.

“Oh god… th-thank you… thank you…”

She winked at him and put a finger to her lips. “Our secret now. Wouldn’t want your friend to get jealous!”

“Y-yeah…” he said.

Penny sighed. “Alright, well, I’m bored now.” She went over to the pool, cupped some of the water in her hands, then turned and dropped it onto Derrick’s cock. The young man yelped as the cool water shocked the hot skin of his still-throbbing organ. He scrambled wildly, instinctively trying to clutch at himself, but stopped by several inches. He glared up at the tall blonde girl.

Penny put a hand on her hip and smirked down at him. “Listen up. Guys don’t get a special pool time. If there’s a girl here, you either deal with your boner, or you go back home. Got it?”

Derrick grumbled. Penny snapped her foot right up between his legs. He lurched back, uselessly trying to block her with his hands, but she stopped barely an inch short of actually hitting his balls. “Got it?”

“Yes!” he said. To his shame, his cock stayed rock hard, even with her wicked foot hovering just an inch away from his organ.

She reached forward and gently nudged his aching balls with her toe, and he winced, squeezing his hands into fists a few inches above his cock. “Good.” She stepped back, then went to the pool chair and fished his swim trunks out from under it.

“Come on, Mable.”

Mable winked at Hank again, blew him a kiss, and released him. He was able to float on his own again, and he reached out a hand to hang onto the rim of the pool. He looked down and noticed a huge plume of semen still hovering against the wall, and he blushed hotly, quickly swishing his hand through the water to break up the glob. Mable giggled as she got to her feet and adjust her slingsuit back on.

“Hey, at least give me back my swimsuit!” said Derrick, sitting up in a panic.

“And mine!” said Hank, remembering Mable had tossed his over the fence.

“Sure,” said Penny, tossing Hank’s into a tree on the other side of the fence. The girls laughed as they walked off, the two boys quickly scrambling to reach their shorts, blushing crimson as they had to run naked outside the confines of the walled-off pool!

END