Reese’s Sampler: Book Four

By Reese Cantwell

My Reese’s Sampler series is an introduction to my saucy sexy stories that I've written for you to enjoy in that special way you love reading naughty books. It contains four sexy tales of lust, each are independent stories, Spring Break, Work and Play, Lights, Camera and Lots of Action, and Memories Written In Sand. Put yourself in their places and open yourself to deep pleasure, then enjoy the feelings. All for less than a dollar. Enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Reese Cantwell
• Release date: Aug 20, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311761101

Reese Cantwell

I know why we all love to read naughty stories and I write them just so you can have that special intellectual, emotional, and, yes, physical pleasure that is its own special reward from reading stories that arouse and excite.I have now listed over 450 of my books that have gained 4- or 5-star reviews from my readers from my sales sites and Goodreads to help you easily find them (https://www.smashwords.com/books/byseries/47898). Of course, there remain a great number of my books, though, that have gone unreviewed so there are certain to be many others which are waiting to be discovered. Happy reading.You can share your experience with the author at [e-mail] can follow my blog at: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7266932.Reese_Cantwell/blog

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Reese’s Sampler

Four Stories of Hot Sex

Book Four

by

Reese Cantwell

Copyright 2015 Reese Cantwell

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Table of Contents

Story One: Spring Break

Story Two: Work And Play

Story Three: Lights, Camera, and Lots of Action

Story Four: Memories Written in Sand

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Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

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Story One

Spring Break

I moved to Fort Lauderdale last winter; it was a great deal for me. I kept working for the same company I was with but now in a much nicer and much warmer climate. I worked from home and bought a small bungalow of the type you see a lot of in Florida. One thing that set my house apart from the others close by was that the former owners put in an in-ground pool, something that I had on my 'must-have' list for a new place to live.

It was December when I bought it so I really hadn't gotten to know the neighbors, in fact the house on one side was furnished but empty at the moment. The other side was owned, according to the real estate agent, by a couple from Canada who came down for the colder months and I had met them a few times.

It was the third week of March, when on a Friday night, I heard people next door in the vacant house, not so loud as to be a nuisance, just enough sound that I knew the house was now occupied.

Then, the next morning, I went out to have a swim, there was a privacy fence around my backyard, and dove into the pool and swam around for a while enjoying the cool water.

I was just about to get out when a head popped up over the fence, a young female head covered with blond curls, to ask, Would you mind if we used your pool? We'll clean it everyday and even clean your house for you?

Well, she looked pretty so I asked where they were from and how many there were.

Oh, there's five of us and we're from the University of Michigan and we're here for spring break. I'm Susan, what's your name?

So, I told Susan that I was Ross and that they were welcome to use the pool and that I accepted their offer to clean my house, something that I got little pleasure from myself.

Can we use it now?

I told her they could and went and unlocked the gate into my backyard.

Almost immediately, five college girls came in, each wearing bikinis, each one deserving of any male's attention.

They stood there, all looking beautiful as the introduced themselves.

This is Ross and he's letting us use his pool, girls. I'm Susan, he already knows that, this is Lisa, that's April, she's Megan and, last and really least, is Yolanda.

I told them it was nice to meet them and the smallest of the five, Yolanda, who was either Latina or well-tanned, asked right off, Do you mind if we get all-over tans? We've only got a week and want to get as much sun as we can?

Well, let me tell you what I was looking at when that question came out.

Susan, as I said had a head full of curly blond locks and was about five-two and very curvy wearing a small black bikini that barely covered her nipples and labia.

Lisa was also blond but her hair was long and straight, halfway down her back. She was the tallest one, five-ten, at least, but she was statuesque, that's the word for her. She had the largest breasts of the five and was in the tiniest thong suit I've ever seen.

April was a dark brunette, also with long straight hair gathered in back in a long pony tail. She was medium-height, maybe five-five to five-six, and was very slender though rather top-heavy in her yellow and white polka-dot string bikini.

Yolanda, with her darker skin looked so hot in a pure white bikini that made her smooth skin really shimmer in the morning sunlight. She was in a halter top with her tan breasts spilling out the top and had on a tiny thong bottom, one that barely hid her plump labia.

And, they were all gorgeous and wanted to sun by my pool in the nude.

Well, I suppose I should leave you girls, then, if you want an all-over tan, I said trying to be as gentlemanly as I could. After all, I was more than twice their age.

We don't mind if you stay. After all it is your pool, Susan said as they all began taking their bikinis off and dropping them on the table next to the pool. In just an instant, I had five naked college girls standing in the morning sun as