The day after Bobby and I discussed all the things we wished we had done with the little girl in the pool the previous summer, we went to the public pool.

Since it was near the beginning of the summer; the weather wasn't all that hot and the water in the pool was still fairly cold: needless to say, there weren't all that many people at the pool. I think I counted all of three girls who were younger than us; and they seemed to be sisters who were never more than a few feet away from each other.

Bobby did, however, succeed at striking up a conversation with a girl who was a bit older than us. She looked to be about fifteen; and was decidedly over-weight...probably forty or fifty pounds overweight. Not only was she seriously fat, but she must have been wearing the biggest bathing suit I've ever seen: a one-piece with shoulder straps that were somewhere between two and three inches wide; the neck was cut extremely high, about like a man's t-shirt; from there it was solid material all the way down to about an inch below her crotch. The fact that the bathing suit was antifreeze green in color made her look even more unappealing. But, she was female...

I was more than a bit surprised by the fact that when Bobby suggested we talk in the corner of the pool, she not only agreed but was enthusiastic about the idea. Even if she was really fat, "so far so good," I figured.

When she asked us if we met girls at the pool a lot, I was actually kinda glad Bobby had decided to talk to her. I told her that, "we did meet one girl at the pool last summer..."

Bobby cut me off by saying, "but she was real boring and didn't have much to say..."

Then the fat girl told us, "Well something great happened to me over the past couple months..."

"Really," I commented, not sure what great thing I was hoping to hear about.

"Yeah: I lost forty pounds," she said boastfully, "Don't I look great now?"

"Yeah," Bobby obviously lied...or at least I hope he was lying to her.

"Oh you're sweet," the overweight girl said, "But we all know I still need to lose some more weight."

"Maybe a few more pounds," I half lied: she really needed to lose a few dozen pounds...

There was a decidedly awkward pause in our conversation, which the girl broke by changing the subject. "So you guys share your girls regularly?"

I was all but certain that no matter how I responded to that question things would come to an abrupt end. Thankfully, though, Bobby began speaking, "Well, that depends on what exactly you mean by `share'..."

The overweight girl laughed a little, before saying, "It would be fun to have two boys kiss me at the same time."

Bobby and I looked at each other. We both shrugged our shoulders at the same time, before turning back towards the overweight girl. Both of us leaned in and gave her a simple quick kiss on the cheek that was closest. As we moved away from her; she was smiling, and her face looked just a little bit flushed.

She looked back and forth between Bobby and me for a few seconds before saying, "There are two of you..." She looked down and added, "...and I've got two hands..." with a naughty grin.

I was about to question what she meant, when she boldly reached out and grabbed each of our crotches. In an instant my dick went from almost completely soft to three-quarters hard. She began gently squeezing my dick through the fabric of my bathing suit; and my dick got harder.

Glancing down into the water, I saw that she was doing the exact same thing to Bobby that she was doing to me.

She must have been squeezing our dicks through our bathing suits for a good two minutes when she said, "Ya know you can touch me."

That was all the encouragement Bobby and I needed. Less than half-a-second after she gave us the `go ahead', there were four hands on her upper thighs. We were both squeezing the area just below her crotch.

A minute went by and she commented, "Don't you guys like my butt?" In a flash she went from having four hands on her inner thighs to having a hand on each of her decidedly over-sized flabby ass-cheeks and two hands on her inner thighs.

About thirty seconds later Bobby quietly said, "What if..." he trailed off slightly before continuing to speak so quietly I could barely make out the words, "...I slip my fingers into your bathing suit..."

Hearing him say that was enough to make my dick twitch.

The girl smiled at Bobby and said, "You'll have to try it to find out..." in a voice that made it obvious she was daring him to do it.

I have to admit I was surprised when Bobby didn't immediately move his hands: I guess he was afraid she would respond negatively. I, however, decided to be bold; and slipped my thumb in through the leg hole of her bathing suit. Surprisingly, the girl didn't even seem to notice. I moved my thumb to the girl's pussy and began to ease it up and down the length of her slit. This she did notice: "Guess I know which one of you is the ring-leader..." she commented.

I smiled, and deciding to be the guy she thought I was, half suggested / half teased, "What if you reached inside our swimsuits..."

I almost didn't believe it when she said, "okay" as she let go of my dick before slipping her hand in through the elastic waistband of my bathing suit. Wiggling her fingers around inside the front of my swimsuit for little more than a second she quickly found my dick; and began rubbing it with her bare hand...and god that felt good! Even better than when Bobby had rubbed my dick the previous day...

"Wow: you're good at that," I heard Bobby say. Glancing to the side I noticed that the overweight girl's other hand was inside his bathing suit. For a full minute I continued to slide my thumb up-and-down the length of the over-weight girl's slit while she stroked Bobby's and my dicks in complete silence.

Then, I felt a familiar sensation: my butt cheeks tightening in my bathing suit. Thinking it might be fun if I shared the moment with the overweight girl who was rubbing my dick; I stared directly into her eyes as my balls drew up under my dick before I felt the familiar sensation of the cream rocketing up the little tube on the underside of my dick. Suddenly, that incredibly satisfying feeling of the thick gooey white cream shooting out of the little hold at the tip of my dick; first one spurt, then another, and another, and another... I counted out a full seven spurts...and my GOD it felt GREAT! The entire time I continued to stare into the overweight girl's eyes.

"That was nice," she commented as I was breathing heavily after my orgasm began to subside.

"What was?" Bobby asked. Then I noticed that he glanced down; and seeing the over-weight girl ease her hand out of my bathing suit it was obvious that he knew what had just happened.

Barely a second later, I heard him say "Oh wow..." Considering the orgasm I'd just had I knew exactly what was going on in his bathing suit...

About ten seconds later the over-weight girl eased her hand out of Bobby's bathing suit.

All the while I continued to slide my thumb up-and-down the length of the over-weight girl's slit

Not more than two seconds after her hands returned to her sides, I heard the over-weight girl's breathing begin to quicken. She began to get this dreamy look on her face.

Then, in an almost sudden single event, the over-weight girl's eyes rolled back in her head, her entire body tensed up, and I could feel a decidedly noticeable warmth emanating from her slit. I wasn't entirely sure what was happening to the over-weight girl, but I continued sliding my thumb up-and-down the length of her slit.

For a full minute-and-a-half her body seemed to be transfixed in that altered state. Then, while breathing heavily, her eyes returned to their normal position, and the biggest smile I've ever seen appeared on her face.

"That was...REALY...GOOD..." she half panted.

I was about to respond, with what words I had yet to decide; when Bobby bluntly asked, "Hey what time is it?"

The over-weight girl looked at the cheap water-resistant pink plastic watch on her left wrist and replied, "2:07..., why?"

"Oh man," Bobby said turning to me, "We're gonna be late..."

I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about and was about to say as much. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a group of boys about the same age as me and Bobby. Boys from our school...who we knew...and who would insistently make fun of us for hanging out with a fat girl who had the audacity to wear such a big and hideously colored bathing suit. So, I found myself saying, "Oh, hell..."

Bobby thanked the over-weight girl for chatting with us, and mere seconds later both of us were getting out of the pool. We quickly dried off, put our t-shirts back on and left the public pool.