The Case of the Phantom Diver Ch 11

Jake scanned the ocean, marveling at the sheer number of vessels seemingly crowded around the same area. The vast ocean suddenly felt tiny and cramped. There were pleasure craft, fishing boats, sailing yachts, mid-sized commercial vessels, and even a small party cruise ship. Everyone either came out for the slim hope of finding treasure or, in the party ship's case, they came out to have a good time and watch everyone hunt.

Looking down, he rechecked his phone. He officially didn't have a cell signal any longer. Jake knew he'd need to wait until they went closer to shore again to see what his partner thought of the sudden request that came to the stocky detective's phone while stuck in line leaving the marina. The call had been a pleasant surprise, one that Jake wished he'd be able to follow up on personally. Phineas would likely take action on the offer by the time they returned. Unable to worry about it any longer, Jake sat back to enjoy the view while Luke moved the Rid-Rod around the large floating parking lot to find a spot to observe most of the action.

It was a perfect late Sunday morning. The stifling heat onshore felt tolerable out on the water, thanks to a gentle breeze. After being stuck in an impatient, loud line in the marina, the small fishing boat made swift progress once Luke could operate on the open water. With noon not too far off, the scene around the approximate map location had been in the swing of it for hours. Reaching over, Jake used the binoculars to appraise the happenings.

Scuba divers regularly submerged and emerged near the various vessels. One decent-sized commercial ship appeared to have a small submersible, while a couple of expensive-looking yachts had recreational undersea drones. Unfortunately for their owners, every remote-controlled object appeared to suffer one malfunction or another.

Suddenly, Jake stood up from his seat on the triple-person helm. He grabbed the long-lens camera he'd brought with him and zoomed in on a crusty, rusty vessel. Indeed, it was the Catchkeeper, Edgar Fowle's undying bucket of bolts. Jake knew the ship well, having snuck onto it several years before during one of their cases. Moving the camera, he found the salty sea captain barking out orders to Wheezy Norris while they worked on a broken winch. It appeared as if Fowle had at least one, if not two divers, in the water.

After snapping off several pictures, Jake turned to watch as Luke maneuvered the Rid-Rod by sight and with the GPS. Eventually, he found a spot far enough away from the others to shut the motor down without much risk of immediately floating into another ship. As Luke explained, his dad's smaller boat had an anchor, but not one for this far out with such a deep bottom. Still, he assured the concerned Andre it wasn't a big deal.

The three guys all sat at the helm's trio of seats. It wasn't a large vessel compared with the Ridley family's other sportfishing yacht, but the relatively narrow thirty-eight-foot vessel was a pretty nice boat. The hardtop above them provided protection from any rain, wind, or sun. A ladder could access it through a hatch.

Behind them, an aft-facing mezzanine bench could slide away to reveal a countertop, bait rigging station with removable cutting board, and molded sink. Storage supply drawers, a pull-out cooler, and a motorized slide-out cooler could also be stored in the area. A flip-out bench at the bottom could also turn the countertop into an extra seat. The section also contained a trash can, fire extinguisher, and paper towel locker. Several flip-down seats along the side and back provided plenty of space for a decent-sized group to sit together. A platform provided easy access to and from the water for swimming.

As first-time visitors, the trio of girls had been impressed with the various hidden storage compartments around the boat. Even the dour Michelle seemed taken aback when Trina squealed as Luke revealed a cabin in the middle of the vessel. For most people looking at the boat, it seemed impossible for there to be one. But it was neatly packed under the console's helm and part of the bow.

Accessible through a portside console door, three steps led down to a cabin with about six and a half feet of headroom. Down below, one could find a leather U-shaped lounge, a tiny table, a nice-sized high-definition TV, a galley with cabinets, a concealed sink with cover, a stainless pull-out fridge, and a microwave. Two openable portlights provided additional light and air. The girls were surprised and relieved that the boat even had a private head compartment with portlight, pressurized fresh water, a countertop vanity, a sink, a shower, and a head.

Back on deck, if the aft section provided an entertainment area for eating and drinking, the open bow allowed for more of a lazy experience. The centerpiece of the bow came in a pair of raised forward-facing sun chairs with a center flip-up armrest and drink holders. The very front of the bow included another U-shaped leather row of bench seats. A power-adjustable table could rise from the deck. A leather cushion could also be placed on the table to create a large mattress for laying out in the sun.

That configuration remained in place as the three girls sat scattered around the bow. While Indigo stretched out on the cushion-topped table, Trina and Michelle lounged on the side-by-side chairs. After disrobing, all three had already spread sunblock on their abundant skin.

Once Indigo dropped her sundress to the deck to reveal her skimpy metallic bikini, the other pair of girls joined her in order of their personalities. Trina had pulled off her top and shimmied her tight shorts down while the boat waited in line at the marina. Her and Indigo's tight, buxom bodies had cooled some tempers around on the other ships. Michelle held off because of the catcalls until they reached the open waters.

The first thing the guys did was compare the girl's bodies. Michelle hid the most skin in her orange sports-top bikini with boy-shorts bottoms. Under other circumstances, Michelle wouldn't have felt as inadequate as she had a nice slim figure with decent medium-sized breasts and a toned ass. However, the other two girls had curves and knew how to flaunt them.

After discarding her clothes, Trina revealed a classic white triangle bikini. While it only covered a small portion of her curves, it paled in comparison to her future roommate's skin display. Still, Jake thought his current summer flame looked incredibly sexy in the tiny bikini. Despite having already seen what lay hidden beneath the fabric, Jake gawked at her every angle while blood started to flow to his cock. He knew he'd get another shot at her naked body today, even if it meant squeezing into the small galley for a quickie.

Since she'd started the show, Indigo continued to tease her goodies. Andre's whispered remark about her having a banging body had swiftly been agreed upon by his friends. Around medium height, the skinny girl showed off her taut stomach and her pert ass, but it was her pair of Double Ds that drew a man's attention every time. Indigo had a body built for fucking, and the guys would soon learn the nearly nineteen-year-old absolutely loved to do so.

Feeling the boat come to a halt, the platinum blonde turned on her side to look in the direction of the helm through her oversized sunglasses. With her lips turning up into a slight smirk, she yelled, "Let's get some tunes going!"

"You can play DJ," Luke told Andre, who gladly reached for the radio's controls.

None of the guys had thought to bring any particular music during the rushed planning. Unable to get any signal this far out, they'd have to settle for songs already downloaded onto their phones or the radio. Their last resort might be an old iPod Luke's parents had with a ton of popular classics. However, Trina and Indigo appeared to be girls who preferred their current favorites, which the platinum blonde immediately indicated upon criticizing Andre's first radio station selection.

While Andre complied, Luke picked up a pair of binoculars and joined Jake in scanning the assortment of vessels. He started to rattle off the names of several boats he recognized, commenting on their owners.

"The Reel Equity. That's the Crockett family's boat."

"As in Colt Crockett?" Jake questioned, referring to the star quarterback at South High.

"Damn, I nearly sacked him last year. I'm definitely getting him at least once this year," Andre proclaimed after Luke nodded at Jake's question. "Fuck it. I'm taking that bitch down at least twice this season."

"We'd better slaughter the Sea Wolves this time. I'm so sick of them making fun of our name," Luke added.

"Yeah, the Puffers might not strike fear in the hearts of others, but we're gonna make sure our name isn't a joke after we win state," Jake declared, taking a picture once he spotted Colt on the other boat.

"Over there on the Fishrupt is Yasmine Greco's dad," Luke pointed out.

"Didn't you go out with her a few times last winter?" Andre asked Jake about the cheerleader.

"Shhh. Are you trying to kill my thing with Trina?" Jake challenged after shushing his friend. "No, I never went out with Yasmine. I wouldn't mind doing so."

Andre and Luke both nodded in agreement.

"You see anybody else from our school?" Andre asked Luke.

"Not yet. Oh, there's the Lady Diva. That's Vita Savina's boat."

"Vita has a new boat for her tours?" Jake asked. He'd run into the attractive scuba diving instructor during their previous case when they also crossed paths with Edgar Fowle.

"Yeah, it's a pretty nice one too. An upgrade over her old one that burned up in a blaze," Luke remarked. He continued scanning the other ships' names and their decks. "Uh-oh."

"What is it?" Jake inquired.

"Scarface and Stringy Hair are out here."

"Are they with Fowle and Norris?" Jake asked.

"No, they're on Jedidiah Dore's Seasucker. Dore's no good either," Luke explained. "He'll try to steal from anyone who finds treasure. I also wouldn't put it past him to use a gun to get what he wants."

"Hold on. Are you talking about those guys who jumped you yesterday?" Andre queried.

"Yep. They went after us and the other guy who picked up the doubloons. Scarface pulled out a switchblade," Jake told Andre, who whistled about the knife before it switched into a sound after spotting the girls over on the bow.

They'd missed Indigo sliding off the large cushion and pulling Trina off her sunchair. However, the guys now spotted the two young ladies prancing around the deck, dancing to a song they both liked.

"Come on, boys! Get your asses over here!" Indigo ordered.

"Dance with me, Jakey!" Trina begged.

"Nuh-uh! Let me dance with your man before you lock him up for the rest of the day," Indigo shot back.

Trina didn't look thrilled with the request but nodded as she wanted to get along with her future dormmate. Luke double-checked everything before following Jake and Andre. Once he reached them, he vied with Andre for Trina's attention. The wide receiver still hadn't fully forgiven Michelle for her negative review of his pussy-eating skills.

"Come on, Michelle. Don't be a stick in the mud," Indigo yelled.

"Join us, Shelly," Trina said, motioning for her best friend to stand up.

With a sigh, Michelle reluctantly joined Trina's group on the makeshift dance floor. She danced solo rather than get close to Luke or Andre as her friend did. Indigo had no such qualms. She took every opportunity to touch Jake as they moved to the music. His shoulder, chest, hip, and lower back were all targets for her roaming hands. Sensing Trina might not like him doing the same, Jake maintained a safe distance with his hands.

"Woohoo! You got any liquor on this thing?" Indigo asked once the song came to an end.

"Yeah. We can have some, but don't get crazy," Luke added, thinking about his parents. He gestured toward the rear compartment.

"Let's go!" the platinum blonde screamed, grabbing Luke's butt to push him toward the compartment he mentioned in the boat's aft section. Moments later, she added a cry. "Vodka!"

Questions about ice flew, leading Jake to direct Trina to the galley below. The small cabin door could be a tight squeeze for the stocky athlete, so he stood outside and directed her to where to find a small container and the ice.

Recalling why he was on the boat and what happened the other night, Jake turned around to watch the different ships and their divers. Nothing exciting had happened yet. So he felt comfortable enjoying some fun with his friends and the girls.

A pinch to his butt reminded him of Trina's presence and to move out of the way so that she could exit the cabin. Six glasses were filled with vodka and ice cubes, with a smaller amount in Luke's glass as he needed to stay reasonably sober. Michelle reluctantly took the glass Trina shoved at her.

Trina's phone ended up hooked up to the speaker system, blasting her favorite songs. The six teenagers spent the next half hour dancing to nearly a dozen songs as they all loosened up from the liquor and the body contact. During a short break, Indigo pressed everyone to take a shot before pouring another round of drinks.

Resuming dancing, the group's bodies moved closer as hands lingered longer. Trina focused most of her attention on Jake, often grinding her ass back into his bulge. Tongues started to come out to play while tits and bulges were brushed over their swimsuits.

Andre and Luke switched off and on often with Indigo. The party girl's actions encouraged them to take minor liberties with her hot body that Michelle didn't with hers. Touchy-feely eventually morphed into outright groping as Indigo clearly loved the physical attention, leading Trina to copy her as a competition seemed to spring up. Teasing the men without mercy led to impressive tents forming in all three pairs of swim trunks.

Suddenly, with a gleam in her eye, the visiting platinum blonde decided to shake things up. Announcing it was time for another round of shots, she quickly vanished while going below to search the mini-fridge in the galley. A triumphant shout followed. Seconds later, she reappeared on deck, ordering Luke to find a knife.

"They're not rotten yet," Indigo stated, holding a half dozen limes that looked past their sell date. "But, they should do."

"What are you doing?" Michelle asked nervously.

"Body shots!"

"Oh, fuck," Andre muttered, his eyes widening at the potential outcome.

Indigo pushed one of the rear flip-down seats into the sitting position and gestured for Trina and Michelle to do the same. The more buxom of the two brunettes didn't hesitate to comply, while the other shook her head.

Reclining backward until she half-slumped off the bench seat, Indigo held a bottle of tequila in one hand while she instructed Luke to bring over the limes and the salt shaker. Although she motioned for Jake to go first, Andre took his hesitant friend's place as first in line. Spreading her legs wide, Indigo told him to stand in the open spot.

"You know how to take a proper tequila shot, right?" the platinum blonde asked, tilting her head up while shifting her eyes to see him.

"Damn right, I do. Salt, tequila, then lime."

Indigo rubbed one of the cut lime wedges along her forehead. Then, she sprinkled some salt on the wet skin before popping the rest of the wedge into her mouth. A quick pour of the tequila between her cleavage spurred the dark-skinned football player into action.

First, Andre swiftly licked the salt off her forehead, causing a laugh from her muffled mouth. Swooping down, he lapped at the trickle of tequila flowing out of the tilted bottle, creating a waterfall in Indigo's cavernous cleavage, which she enhanced by pressing her big tits together. Once the flow stopped, Andre raised his head to suck the lime wedge out of her mouth.

"Good job, buster," Indigo said with a wink. "Your turn, Trina."

Jake and the busty brunette repeated the process, but Jake took advantage of his summer fling status more than Andre could with Indigo. His lapping tongue found its way to the edge of her tit-flesh and added a couple of long licks before he sucked the lime out of her mouth.

Michelle refused to allow a body shot off her skin. Indigo seized on her reluctance to force Trina to do Luke's turn. The devious blonde had another intention for her next round. An escalation that got put on hold temporarily when the Endless Tap, the booze cruise, passed by them. The double-decker ship allowed its patrons to look right down and into the Rid-Rod, sending a chorus of cheers and orders to do more as Luke lapped up the tequila from between Trina's tits.

Realizing Michelle would never budge after the party ship went past, Indigo skipped any pressuring of the other teen. Announcing another shake-up, she urged Jake to get between her legs.

"Kneel," he commanded.

The order caused Trina to sputter and Jake to glance over at her.

"Kneel!" Indigo repeated.

Moving onto his knees, Jake realized her could make out the contours of the blonde's pussy under her damp bottoms. Some of the wetness came from the tequila, but he suspected not all based on the aroma he smelled.

Continuing her change-up, Indigo rubbed one of the lime wedges on her inner thigh this time. After putting it into her mouth, she sprinkled salt on her wet flesh. To cap it off, the blonde poured the tequila onto her stomach, above her belly button.

"What are you waiting for?" Indigo mumbled with the fruit in her mouth when Jake hesitated.

Jake felt nervous for another moment until reality hit him. He and Trina weren't dating. They both knew it was only a short summer fling and might not make it into the next month before she decided to try out another guy. So why should he feel as if this was somehow cheating on her? Leaning forward between her legs, he licked the salt off of Indigo's thigh with the tip of his tongue. From this closer vantage point, he definitely could smell her arousal as he bypassed her crotch to slurp the tequila out of her belly button. Taking the lime from her mouth, Jake kneeled while her legs spread out further, almost invitingly, as they stared into each other's eyes.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Indigo teased. "Lukey, how about you get that other bottle and do a shot off of Trina?"

"Uh, shit, okay!"

"Or does Michelle want to do one off her best friend?" the platinum blonde challenged with an impish smirk.

A disbelieving, shaking head responded to her suggestion.

"Time for another one," Indigo ordered while Trina became distracted by Luke returning with the necessary extra items.

Jake watched as she rubbed another lime on the opposite thigh. This time, he didn't need any prompting and dropped right down to lick the salt off her flesh. And he didn't just use the tip; Jake licked with his whole tongue, making several wide passes until every speck of salt had been removed.

Not to be outdone by the slightly younger guy, Indigo shifted the bottle's flow of tequila from above her belly button to above her bikini bottoms.

Never hesitating, Jake's lips shot forward, eagerly allowing his tongue to dart forward and lap away at her bikini-covered pussy as the liquor flowed over the same spot.

"Ohhh... yes!" Indigo moaned through the lime, causing Trina's head to swing over while Luke lapped away in her cleavage.

Eventually, Indigo stopped pouring the tequila, but Jake kept licking her juices through the thin fabric. Savoring the taste, he also could feel her heat building up.

"Oh yes," she moaned, letting the lime fall from her mouth. "Don't stop."

Jake failed to feel Trina's burning eyes on him. But he did notice her new friend's dilated pupils and rapid breathing. Feeling emboldened, he pulled the metallic silver fabric to the side, revealing Indigo's shaved pussy. Quickly dropping his head down into her crotch, Jake began to lick and suck the now familiar nectar as it increasingly trickled out of her soaked pussy.

Over on the next bench, Luke became speechless as an irate Trina whipped her bikini top off. Although he'd seen those same naked breasts the other night, they hadn't been right in his face. Even crazier, the busty brunette grabbed the back of his head, shoving it forward toward her left breast. Then, she turned toward her right, glancing at the other pair before pulling Andre's lips down to hers.

As Indigo responded to Jake's new attention with reckless abandon, pulling his head tight to hump against her pussy, Trina's hand began to wander. First, it left the back of Luke's head to drop down and rub his bulge. Then, her other hand shifted to do the same to Andre's. Meanwhile, a forgotten Michelle watched in horror.

Jake continued to suck the blonde's pussy while she rocked rhythmically into his face. Suddenly, he stopped his oral manipulations, much to her vocal disappointment. With Indigo's body crying out for more, Jake's fingers found the sides of the bikini bottoms. Nudging her upward a bit, he slid the fabric down her hips, over her raised ass, and down the legs he pushed together momentarily.

Without any further restraint, Jake dove in to attack the slutty blonde's pussy. Now able to add a finger to his ministrations, Jake did so. The combo sent Indigo squealing in delight.

"Oh, fuck, yes!"

Breaking off her kiss with Andre, Trina sent an unseen murderous glare at Indigo and Jake. Pushing Luke back until he merely kneeled between his legs, she motioned for him to stand up. Immediately, her fingers went to work, untying the drawstring of his swimsuit. After freeing his nicely-sized cock, she gave it a few quick tugs before letting go. Turning, she repeated the process, unleashing Andre's larger cock.

Reaching out with her left hand, Trina started to slowly pump Luke's cock while her mouth stretched to swallow as much of Andre's thick dick as she could take. The combined moans and shocked curses from the two guys caused Indigo to look over. As a young woman who didn't like to be upstaged, Indigo did two things.

"Michelle, shouldn't you look after your boyfriend," the instigator yelled over at the shell-shocked brunette.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Michelle screeched, assuming she meant Luke.

"Fine, friends with benefits or whatever," she responded, waving her hand as if the point didn't matter. "Are you really going to make your best friend take both those cocks? That's sure to turn her into a slut."

Trina unintentionally helped Indigo's argument by moaning at that moment.

With an alarmed expression, Michelle hesitantly stepped forward. However, despite her recent history with Luke, she moved toward Andre. Flashing a conquering smirk, Indigo dropped her bomb.

"Fuck me," she hissed.

Her plea caused Jake and Trina's heads to rock back.

"Give me your fucking cock, Jake. Give it to me right fucking now!" Indigo demanded, thrusting her hips into the air as if searching for his hard cock.

With juices dripping down his chin, Jake raised his body until he was at the proper height. Lining his dick up, he shot forward, penetrating her as far as he could on the first plunge. Indigo's slutty past revealed itself by her looser pussy than Trina's. But Jake didn't care. The pussy before him was only available today, and he'd make it an epic day. While she gasped as Jake pulled almost out before plunging in again, he briefly felt as if he'd forgotten an important point.

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"Crap. I hope Jake's having better luck learning something new," Phineas complained, slamming a folder down on the table.

"Whoa, watch it. We don't want Stan rushing in because he thinks you're destroying his precious papers," Prof. Pettit admonished, picking up the folder and returning it to the proper file cabinet.

"Sorry. I just knew this might be a waste of time," Phinn grumbled, handing over several additional folders while he organized even more.

They'd spent the last few hours exhausting every idea that Katie could think up. Despite her best efforts, they found nothing that could help with either Thornbeard or a potential search for his lost treasure during the 19th century, as Phinn suspected. They had found a decent amount of material on Henri Aubert, the pirate Captain Hawkins caught and killed roughly fifty miles south of Paddle Bay. And while Phinn found the flamboyant French pirate somewhat fascinating, he agreed with Katie that he could've never been Thornbeard. Nor did they discover any possible confederates of Aubert who could've adopted the Thornbeard name to create a false reputation.

Lost in his frustrations, Phinn's brown eyes began to follow the professor's toned ass as it swayed back and forth while encased in her tight pair of faded jean shorts. He had to admit that the only highlight of his day had been spending it in the company of the ever-hopeful academic. Her overly optimistic manner kept them searching long after Phinn's negative demeanor would've ended their efforts. And that didn't mention how sexy she'd started to look as her skin glistened and her clothes dampened in the poorly air-conditioned room. In fact, Phinn considered pointing out to Director Gladden how the room's temperature didn't help with the document's storage.

"Any more?" Katie asked, glancing over her shoulder while straining to reach the back of the top file cabinet.

"Yeah," Phinn said before walking behind the struggling petite professor. "I can get that."

Reaching over her back, the slightly taller teenager managed to put the folder in the proper spot in the cabinet. While doing so, his brain already started to work on his next step in the investigation. Maybe it's time to talk to Oswald Cozart.

"Well, I guess I don't have to ask if you're mad at me for wasting your time," Katie said, drawing a confused expression from the junior sleuth. "Or do you get horny when you're angry?"

Phinn blinked several times at the grinning honey brunette. Then, he followed her eyes to the front of his shorts. Oh, shit!

"I'm so sorry! I don't know how that happened!"

"I know why," Katie said, giggling. "I'm flattered, but I don't think this is the time or place. Could you imagine the look on Stan Gladden's face if he walked in and caught me jerking you off?"

Phinn stared in horror as the young professor laughed harder at her own joke. Eventually, he joined in with an awkward chuckle while continuing to blush.

"You see, Phinny, it's not a big deal. Although, you have nothing to be ashamed about. That's a really nice-sized one," Katie complemented, nudging his bulge with her fingers. "I bet you wouldn't have any trouble getting a girlfriend if they knew what you were packing. Oh, your mom would love to sell that point to the girls at your school with her matchmaking ideas."

"Katie! Don't even think--"

"Relax. I'm just playing with you," the brunette interrupted. "I know what happens if I tell your mom that you got hard while staring at me. She'll badger me even more to have my sister visit so we can hook the two of you up."

"Don't tell my mom anything," Phinn ordered.

"Still, I think it's time you got a girlfriend," Katie stated before holding her finger to her lips. Stealthily creeping over to the door, she glanced at Phinn before yanking the door open.

Although he hadn't been leaning against the door, the abruptness of the door swinging open caused Stan Gladden to lose his balance and stumble inside. That he'd been eavesdropping couldn't be any more obvious.

"Hello, Stanley. You have excellent timing. We've just finished our work for the day," Katie declared. "Oh, did you need anything?"

"What? No, I don't need anything," Stan replied, his eyes scanning the room. Apparently, he noticed one of the file cabinets hadn't been fully closed. "Ah, Kathryn, is your course dealing with the colonial period?"

"Oh, Phineas' workload deals with several periods. He's such a bright boy," Katie complimented, patting the teen's arm while walking past him to grab her bag. "How's your day going? Any luck finding that pirate treasure yet?"

"W-What, why would I be interested in such nonsense?" Stan stammered.

"I don't know. Everybody wants to get rich, don't they?" Katie asked rhetorically. "Thanks again for your archives."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Gladden," Phinn said after a stern look from the professor. "Although you might want to have your air conditioner checked. It's getting fairly steamy in here."

"In more ways than one," Katie cracked under her breath while leading the teen out of the room. She waited until they reached the first floor and were out of earshot. "I wonder how many times he eavesdropped while we were in there."

"Probably several times," Phinn replied. "I wonder more if he's keeping any details to himself."

"Could be. But can you see him diving down into a wreck? I can't," Katie quipped. "Now what?"

"It might be time to ask more of Oswald Cozart," Phinn said, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "That's weird. I missed a couple of texts and a call from Jake when we first started looking."

Phinn quickly read the messages before listening to the voicemail while they walked outside. Katie flinched at the bright sunlight before putting on a pair of sunglasses. Then, she fanned her hand before her face due to the boiling heat.

"Did he find anything?"

"I don't know. He's still out of range. It's going straight to his voicemail," the teen replied after attempting to contact his partner. "Still, Jake received an interesting call and offer before he went out."

"What's that?" Katie said, opening her car door but leaving it open to cool off the inside as much as possible.

"How would you like to look at the Tarr family's papers? Regina called Jake and said her brother had to leave town a day early. So we're welcome to visit today instead of tomorrow," Phinn revealed, already dialing the phone number that Jake sent him. "I just hope Jake didn't get distracted by Trina again."

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Jake wasn't distracted by Trina. That job had fallen to Trina's soon-to-be roommate.

Events had escalated after Jake started fucking Indigo.

Once Michelle started to pay attention to Andre, Trina ratcheted up her exploits with Luke in an attempt to keep up, if not outshine Indigo. She'd shoved Luke down to the deck, and with him on his back, she'd pounced on top. Smiling mischievously, she grabbed his hard dick to point it at her moist hole.

"I bet you wanted this the other night, didn't you? Well, I'm about making dreams come true," Trina declared, sinking down on his uptight pole.

Luke only replied with a grunt, his body shaking and twitching as Trina's forbidden land engulfed him. When the brunette had sunk down completely, she held still. Luke waited as he felt the excitement of the first penetration subside. Slowly, Trina began to move up and down, moaning from the effort. His eyes traveled from the joined coupling, up her taut stomach, past her faintly defined abs, and to those two ample breasts rising up from her chest. Riding him with her back arched and her pair of D-cups pushed out, they looked magnificent.

Next to them, Indigo had been flipped over on the cushioned bench, leaving her now on hands and knees. Jake pounded relentlessly into her from behind, their fucking turning more frantic and frenzied with each passing minute. Her huge breasts swung with every pummel from his pistoning cock. Andre's gaze kept wandering over to watch those Double Ds slap around wildly.

"Oh, gawd... oh, gawd... oh, gawd!" Indigo chanted.

SMACK

"You like that?" Jake questioned after slapping her asscheck.

"Yes!" the platinum blonde keened.

SMACK

"Don't stop... ugh... fuck me... pound me... ugh... fucking... harder...," Indigo spouted, her word slowly turning into gibberish.

"You good?" Trina asked, between moans and bounces.

"I'm.. ugh... close," Luke confessed through gritted teeth.

Biting her lips, the brunette increased her efforts, riding him fast. Luke struggled to stave off his orgasm. Eventually, Trina's efforts, along with Indigo and Jake's vocal fucking proved too much. His orgasm washed over him, making his skin tingle from head to toe. His whole body contracted while he drove his dick up in her as hard as he could. His release felt incredible to Trina. Volley after volley shot out until he couldn't push out any more cum. However, the feeling of Luke seeding her pussy, caused electric bolts to pulse deep inside Trina, leading to her own epic eruption.

Flinching painfully from the explosion, Trina crashed down onto Luke. With his dick swiftly shrinking inside of her, they both panted and sought to catch their breath. And for Trina, she felt overwhelmed with a strange feeling as she realized she'd just had her third-ever lover erupt inside of her. Only later would she reconsider her feelings over her rapidly increasing number of sexual partners.

On the bench, Jake and Indigo continued to go at it. The slutty blonde vixen's upper body had dropped down after her elbows gave out. Now face down on the cushion, with only her knees still up, Indigo desperately gripped the fabric to steady herself. Jake's efforts had increased into a rapid jackhammering. Unable to form any words, their moans and the loud slapping of skin against skin provided the soundtrack.

Suddenly, Indigo's head rose and flew backward. The opening of her mouth was the lightning foretelling the coming thunder as an ear-piercing scream followed seconds later. Holding himself still as the blonde's body shook, Jake had enough sense not to take any risks by promptly pulling out once her body's eruptions ceased. Automatically, with her final strength, Indigo flipped over and onto her back. Moments later, Jake climaxed, showering her DD-cups with his candy rain.

Wiped out for the moment, Jake collapsed to the deck, nearly hitting Trina with his leg while he turned. The brain-addled brunette barely noticed or cared as she struggled to regain her senses. Indigo seemed down for the count, but like those old battery commercials, she quickly mimicked the Energizer Bunny and popped back up.

Luke blinked his eyes as he watched Michelle's lips move up and down on Andre's cock. It seemed so surreal for the uptight brunette to be doing something so crazy in the open air after her behavior the other night in the car. Still, he figured the alcohol and Indigo somehow broke through her barriers. For Andre's part, he understood Michelle probably wasn't the most experienced girl sexually. He recalled her dating a couple of guys in high school, so he didn't think she was still a virgin. However, he tried to maintain his control and not give in to the urge to start fucking her mouth.

"That's it, girl. Work that big black cock," Indigo directed, standing up to shift positions after her orgasm.

"Whoa!" Andre exclaimed, throwing his hands out. "What's with the black part?"

"Oh, I'm, um, sorry," Indigo apologized, suddenly concerned she'd said something offensive.

Andre drew out the awkward silence for about fifteen seconds before he started chuckling.

"Naw, I'm just fucking with you. How about you make up for it by coming over here and showing Shelly how to suck a dick like a pro?"

"Hmm, that does sound like fun. However, I think Trina's eyeing that monster up, and I wouldn't want to piss off my future roommate. What if she gets revenge some night when I'm asleep? C'mon, Michelle, let's practice on Jake," Indigo suggested, reaching out to pull the confused brunette over to the other man.

Jake turned to crawl up on the bench while Andre moved to hover the only cock not to cum yet over Trina's dazed face. None of the teens realized they'd drawn onlookers who'd turned into spectators. Nor did they know that as their sexual fun escalated, it would also bring trouble.