It was a scorcher of a day—humid even by Michigan summer standards. The kind of heat that makes clothes cling to your skin before noon. Luckily, our friend Jake had just moved into a new condo complex ten minutes away and texted: “Got a pool. Come drink and cool off.”

We were in. Cooler packed, speaker ready. No real plan. Just the vibe.

The pool was better than expected—clean, spacious, surrounded by shaded chairs, and a few water blasters left lying around like we were kids again. Jake was there with some family—his mom, his brother Brad, and Brad’s kids.

It was our first time meeting Brad, but he seemed easy to get along with—funny, relaxed. The only thing we knew about him was Jake always joking that he couldn’t keep it in his pants, making reference to Brad’s three “baby mamas.” Seeing him in person though, he just seemed like someone who liked to enjoy life.

Mina, my wife, looked incredible. Black two-piece bikini, nothing outrageous, but it hugged every curve. Her 38DDs looked impossibly full and inviting— soft, luscious, and framed by cleavage no one could ignore. Even the way she moved made heads turn… mine included.

I grabbed a water blaster that was just laying around at the pool, pumped it to pull some water in and fired a stream straight across the pool—nailed her right in the chest.

She gasped, laughing. “Really?”

The splash got some laughs—especially from Brad, who, even with his shades on, wasn’t hiding where his eyes were. I honestly didn’t mind.

I kept it up throughout the afternoon, soaking her again and again, each time more playful, each time more people noticing—including Brad. He never said much, but the way he watched her said plenty.

After a few hours, Mina and I ducked out to grab dinner, planning to meet everyone back at the pool afterwards. Jake texted back when I checked in: “Everyone’s passed out. Sun wore us out. Brad might still be there though.”

Perfect.

By the time we got back, the pool area was nearly deserted. Brad was still there, lounging alone, the water lit by soft underwater lights.

We slipped back in.

The vibe had shifted—quiet, slow, intimate. Mina floated near him, laughing, drink in hand, her body glowing under the lights.

She leaned over to me, whispering, “He’s been staring at my tits since earlier today.”

I smirked, whispering back, “Can you blame him?”

She didn’t disagree, joking, “Looks like you’re not the only one that loves seeing me in this bikini,” before asking Brad if he’d like another drink.

When she came back from handing Brad another drink, I grabbed the water blaster again—one more blast across her chest. She yelped, laughed, and wiped herself off.

“Boys and their toys…” she muttered, amused.

I turned to Brad. “Man, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that. You?”

He hesitated. “Can’t say I blame you.”

“I’m not the jealous type,” I added. “I know Mina’s got great tits. Everyone looks. Even the women.”

“Baby!” she scolded playfully, cheeks flushing.

“Come on,” I said. “We’re all adults here. Relax…”

Feeling even bolder and more playful from the alcohol, I slipped behind her, hard and pressing against her underwater. My hands reached around and undid her top.

Her bikini top loosened. Almost immediately, her big tits spilled free…

“Baby, what are you doing?!” she whispered, trying to cover up.

I caught her wrists gently. “Relax. There’s no harm in letting him just have a look, baby. You think this is the first pair of tits he’s seen?”

Brad stared, silent. His eyes wide.

I gave her breasts a gentle squeeze, then leaned in close. “Honestly, baby… if we’ve come this far, it wouldn’t be too much to let Brad have a little feel, don’t you think?”

Mina hesitated, eyes darting between us. “Mmm… baby, I don’t know…”

I whispered against her ear. “Shhh… it’s okay. I’m right here.”

Brad stepped in and brought his hands to her chest, slowly cupping her big heavy tits. Mina gasped softly as his thumbs brushed her nipples.

“Fuckkk,” Brad muttered. “They’re amazing.”

She didn’t move. Just let him touch.

I watched, stroking her waist under the water, then leaned in again.

“I think Brad should have a taste of them, baby,” I murmured. “Wouldn’t be right to tease him with just a touch.”

Brad didn’t hesitate, lowering his mouth to her chest.

When his lips closed around her nipple, it was immediate. Wet, needy popping sounds filled the air as he sucked on her tits hard, switching between each breast. Mina moaned—loud, breathy, fingers in his hair, hips rocking underwater.

“Fuck… yes, Brad… just like that…”

I moved to the pool’s edge, pulled my shorts down, and began stroking my cock that kept getting harder the more I watched.

Brad then leaned in and kissed her—slow and deep. Mina melted into it, her arms wrapping around him, chest pressing into his.

They kept going—his hands roaming, her body pressing into his—and then he took her hand and guided it beneath the surface.

She found his cock.

Her eyes widened. “Oh my god…”

He grinned, and she started stroking him instinctively with both hands. “It’s so fucking big…” she whispered, again and again.

Brad eventually led her to the pool’s edge across from me and positioned himself so that he was now sitting outside of the pool, exposing his thick glistening cock in the light.

I stared. Easily over eight inches. Maybe nine. And thick.

Mina followed, kneeling between his legs. He placed her hands on his cock again.

She giggled, kissing his abs. “No wonder all your baby mamas couldn’t resist.”

She kept stroking his cock, enjoying it, her voice breathy. “It’s so big.”

Brad rested a hand behind her head. Then Mina looked at me, almost as if to ask permission.

I nodded. “Go ahead, baby. Do it.”

Mina lowered her mouth onto his cock.

She gagged softly as his thick cock pushed past her lips, stretching her mouth wide and wet. Drool spilled down her chin as she took him deep, her hands stroking what her throat couldn’t handle. She moaned low, messy and hungry, sucking him like she needed to be used.

The sounds were absolutely filthy—wet slurps, gagging, the occasional gasp as she took more of his cock.

Brad groaned. “Oh fuck yes… just like that.”

She picked up speed, her hands twisting at the base and shaft, her throat gagging as she tried to take more. Spit and precum soaking his cock, her lips and face.

Mina knew he was close, his cock starting to twitch.

His cock throbbed against her tongue, and that was all she needed. She gripped him tight, stroking fast, then forced him down her throat in one wet, messy push. Gagging, moaning, she didn’t stop; just held him there as he groaned deep, his body shaking as the first pulse hit.

“Fuuuuck,” Brad gasped.

He exploded in her mouth, his cock jerking with each thick shot. Mina swallowed fast, but there was just too much. His cum spilled out from her lips, smeared down her face, coated her tits, and dripped into the water, leaving milky streaks floating on the surface, glimmering from the pool lights.

She looked up, lips swollen, still stroking gently.

That’s when I lost it and came really fucking hard. My release shot high, landing in wet slaps across the water.

“Holy shit!” Brad laughed.

Mina blinked, then burst out laughing too.

“Sorry,” I said, grinning. “That was… fucking hot.”

Mina kissed his stomach, still teasing and worshipping his thick cock with her hand.

I looked at Brad. “Don’t know if you’ve got more in you, but after all that, would be a damn shame if you didn’t fuck her.”

Brad stared down at Mina—still stroking him, her mouth dangerously close again.

“So what do you think, man?” I added. “Right here… or should we take this back to a room?”

She didn’t say a word.

But everything about her said, “Yes, more…”