Loading...It truly was a day to remember. I stepped out onto my pool deck that Saturday afternoon, aiming to bring the water up to the proper level and check the chemical balance. Three neighborhood couples would be at our home that evening to share my locally-famous smoked ribs. I wanted the pool to be crystal clear in case we decided to swim too.
I turned on the water then moved to the pool equipment enclosure next to our tall fence. Barefooted, I made no sound. I bent to retrieve my test kit when I heard a low moan coming from the other side of the fence. It wasn’t a hurt sound, but it aroused my curiosity. Although the fence is the board-on-board type for maximum privacy, age has warped a few of the boards so that there are cracks of daylight.
Silently, I put my eye to the widest crack to determine the reason for the low moan that I had heard. My next door neighbor, Brad, was lying on the deck on a pool float. He was nude and Julie, his young wife, was kneeling between his legs. As I drew in my breath, Julie bobbed her head, sliding Brad’s stiff cock in and out of her mouth. From my side view, I could see Julie’s hanging breasts sway as she ministered to Brad’s throbbing penis.
I knew that I should turn away. Brad and Julie would be joining us for ribs in a matter of hours. They would be mortified if they knew I had seen them in their oral embrace. This was the gal next door with two young daughters. The PTA mom who volunteered at the local elementary school functions!
I couldn’t move. As I watched, Julie pulled her lips from Brad’s dick and slowly moved up his glistening body. She leaned forward to plant a long kiss on Brad’s lips, then used her right hand to guide his length into her dark love tunnel.
Rubbing my cock through my trunks, I continued to stare through the fence as she slowly rode her husband’s cock. Brad reached up and began to massage her ample tits and I saw her dark rose nipples come to long, erect points between his fingers. It had never occurred to me that the young couple was so accomplished as lovers. Julie was neither beautiful nor homely. She was rather short and curvy, with long brown hair. Cute, perky, and quiet would be a pretty good description. Her clothes did a good job of hiding her voluptuous body, for she did have lovely breasts and a sexy ass.
Brad held off and Julie rocked on his prick for quite some time. I watched, hoping to get a glimpse of her pussy from the front. Finally, Julie began to slide back and forth rapidly and Brad grasped her hips, raising up to meet her. “Oh God, yes, yes,” Julie moaned as they fucked. Their frantic movements concluded as they both climaxed. Julie collapsed onto Brad’s chest and they lay there for a matter of minutes with his cock still buried in my cute neighbor’s slippery cunt.
Julie finally rolled to one side and Brad began to sit up. I moved away from the fence to avoid detection. Then, hearing a splash, I returned to the fence to see Brad in the pool and Julie at the top of the steps. I got a full frontal view of her curvy body as she stepped into the water. She had a dark, natural bush. It glistened with their combined juices and her nipples were erect in the center of dark rose areolas that appeared to be about the size of a half-dollar. Julie sank into her pool and Brad pulled her close. They began to make out. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his hips. They floated like that for a few minutes before drifting to the shallow end.
I left my spy post to turn off the water in my own pool and to check the chlorine level. When I returned the water test kit, I decided to take one more look to see if my neighbors were still swimming. I put my eye to the crack in the fence and instinctively jerked back. Julie was still in the shallow end of her pool, no more than ten feet from me. Brad was behind her and she was leaning on the pool coping. I watched, spellbound. Julie’s expression changed as Brad’s cock slid in and out of her submerged cunt. Julie’s pendulous tits and erect nipples were plainly visible to my gaze and I could hear her breathing and groaning as her young stud plowed her wet snatch.
I felt a quantity of warm, sticky liquid seep into my trunks and ooze down my leg. Reaching down, I covered my finger with a glob and brought my finger to my lips.
When they both finished for the second time, Brad held his cute, young wife up as she floated on her back. I got an ample opportunity to survey her entire body as they relaxed in their pool. “Mmm, it doesn’t get any better than this,” Julie cooed as the couple lazed in what they thought was a most private moment.
Finally, Julie stood up in the shallow end and I watched her shapely ass undulate as she stepped out and began to dry her hair. Brad followed and grabbed his towel. “Let’s take a shower together,” he suggested, “we’re supposed to be next door for dinner in another couple of hours.”
Their sexy show was over, so I finished skimming some errant leaves out of my pool; then took a short swim to rinse off the evidence of my voyeuristic adventure before going back into the house.
My wife, Barbara, was in the kitchen making last minute preparations. “Why don’t we take a nice long shower together before our dinner guests arrive?” I coaxed as I fondled her right breast.
“What’s gotten into you, Romeo?” she teased. “We still have things to do before our guests begin to ring our doorbell.”
I smiled as I continued to squeeze her. “It’s Saturday, and I’m horny. Get Julie to help you when she gets here. We still have time for a little fun before dinner. Hell, I’ll bet Julie and Brad are playing around in their own shower right now!”
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Voyeuristic visions still raced through my fevered brain as the warm water played against our bodies and Barb’s lips encircled my stiff dick.
“I sure hope this turns out to be an early night,” I gasped as talented fingers fondled my shaved balls and my wife’s tongue played around the exposed head of my cock.
It took a while for my cock to respond to Barb’s warm lips and talented tongue. I couldn’t admit that I had cum in my trunks just a few minutes earlier! It was the way she used her tongue tip on the underside of my cock that finally did the trick. I closed my eyes, recalled how Julie sucked Brad’s stiff dick, and fantasized that it was really Julie sucking my cock.
By the time my cock was erect, Barb was breathing hard. “Hurry up, honey,” she gasped as she rose and turned to face the shower wall. Barb presented her rear and spread her legs to allow me access. I quickly stepped close, guiding my hardness into her slippery slit. The water beat down on Barb’s back and ran down her crack, merging with her sticky juices. It wasn’t long before I felt my wife’s body begin to tremble and her vaginal muscles spasm around my prick. Barb climaxed and her knees buckled. I held her ample tits in my hands and supported her as the waves of orgasms ebbed.
We finished our shower and hurriedly dried ourselves. “That was a nice surprise,” Barb grinned as we dressed. “It’s been quite a while since we’ve made love somewhere other than on our bed. I liked it.” Reluctantly, we both got dressed.
We spent the next hour or so making final preparations for the evening. I checked my ribs, took them out of the smoker, and put them in the warm oven to rest. “I’ll have everybody licking their fingers tonight,” I quipped.
Barb reached around me and squeezed my now-flaccid cock through my pants. “Maybe you’d enjoy licking something else after the party,” she chuckled.
“My, aren’t you the horny bitch today,” I replied as I slapped her ass playfully. “I hope you’ll keep my dessert warm until later. You know how I like your creamy treats.”
The doorbell rang before Barb could reply. She dashed off to greet our guests and I moved to the bar to begin pouring drinks. “This is going to be an interesting evening,” I thought as Brad and Julie approached the bar.
I shook Brad’s outstretched hand. “Don’t I even get a hug?” Julie pouted.
Feeling a twinge in my groin, I stepped around the bar where Julie stood with outstretched arms. I opened my arms and she pressed against me, her soft breasts against my chest. She leaned away and looked up with her large brown eyes. Without further prompting, I leaned down and gave her a neighborly kiss on her cheek. “That’s better,” she announced and smiled over her shoulder at Brad.
I poured Brad a scotch and got Julie a glass of red wine. Barb joined us and I poured two more glasses of wine. “Here’s to good neighbors,” I offered and we touched our glasses.
Brad took a sip of scotch, then turned to Barb. “Where’s my welcoming hug, eh?”
My horny wife quickly took the hint. She put her wine on the bar and pulled our young neighbor into a close embrace. “My goodness, where did you get all those muscles, Brad,” she asked as she gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek.
Now, we’ve known Brad and Julie for a couple of years, ever since they moved in as a matter of fact. They have young children, as do their friends. We’ve always been friendly and I’ve invited Brad to the club for several rounds of golf. Barb always buys her Girl Scout cookies from Julie’s girls, and the wives have had coffee or wine together a number of times. It’s just that, being a few years older and without kids, we travel in different social circles as a rule.
We have helped each other when one or the other of us is out of town. They bring in our mail and paper, and tend our plants. We do the same for them, of course. I guess you would say we have been friendly neighbors, but not close friends.
Barb told me that she and Julie have confided in each other…girl stuff…without a more detailed explanation. “Has Julie told you about Brad’s prowess in the bedroom?” I have sometimes joked. “And, have you told her any secrets?” Naturally, Barb just smiles coyly and changes the subject on me.
“Our girls are visiting Julie’s parents this weekend. It sure is nice to have some time to ourselves once in a while,” Brad informed us. “We’re going to give the girls grandparent exposure more often,” he added with a wink.
Our two other couples arrived minutes later and the evening filled with stories, jokes, teasing, and idle chatter. My smoked ribs were a huge hit and we all laughed at the smacking and finger licking that are always part and parcel of rib dinners.
The open bar had its own effect. By eleven, we were all pretty well stimulated with alcohol. Our other guests were a few years older and soon announced that it was past their bedtime. The two other couples thanked us and extended invitations to come to their homes for dinner in the near future. Carl claimed he made the best burgers in creation and Fred wanted us to taste his famous chili.
“Hells bells,” Brad exclaimed, “it’s still early and half the party is already gone!”
Barb nodded. “Yeah, but that doesn’t prevent the four of us from enjoying ourselves.”
“I’ll help you clean up the table,” Julie volunteered. “It will go fast if you fellows will bring the stuff from the table into the kitchen.”
In no time, the table was cleared and the dishes in the dishwasher. “Whew, that was hot work,” Julie said. “Now, I’m all sweaty.”
“Tell me about it,” Barb responded as she wiped her brow with a paper towel. “I’m all sticky.”
Seeing an opening, I blurted out, “Well, we could all go skinny dipping and cool off.”
Three sets of eyes turned on me. Silence followed.
“It was just an idea,” I stammered defensively.
“Hell, why not?” Brad finally replied. “Haven’t done that since I was a boy.”
Julie shook her head. “You guys can do it if you want to, but count us out.”
Brad wouldn’t back off so easily. “You two were the ones complaining about being hot and sweaty. Evidently, you’re not all that uncomfortable.”
“Being sweaty and sticky is one thing, swimming naked with our neighbors is another,” she retorted. “Are you guys serious?”
“I’m sorry I mentioned it,” I said.
Brad put his arm around Julie’s shoulder. “Shoot, Ken and Barb are almost family,” he whispered. “What’s the harm in a quick dip?”
“You’re still horny from this afternoon,” Julie accused. “You just want to see Barb without her clothes on.”
Barb stepped in quickly. “Hey, you two, let’s just drop it, okay? Ken’s still a little horny too. He didn’t think. We don’t want to end this nice evening with a spat, do we?”
“No, we sure don’t,” Brad agreed with a chuckle. “I guess Ken and I let the booze do our talking. But, I still think it was a good idea, Ken.”
I looked at the young couple whom I had earlier observed making passionate love. “We can think of something else, of course. I just have one question. Brad, did you really just want to see Barb in her birthday suit?”
Everybody cracked up laughing and the mood lightened considerably.
Brad stood grinning at my wife. “I’ll have to admit, it would be quite a treat, Ken!”
Julie punched Brad’s arm. “You horny devil, do you always have to tell the bald truth?”
“That’s alright, Julie,” Barb giggled, it is kind of flattering to know that Brad finds me intriguing at my age.”
“You’re not that much older than us,” Julie offered, “and you’re a very attractive gal.”
Barb blushed at the attention and the compliment. “Why thanks, so are you, Julie.”
Brad looked over at me and winked. “Does that mean you’ve changed your mind about skinny dipping?” he asked innocently.
Barb smiled. “It wasn’t me who said no, was it Brad?”
“Barb! Are you seriously considering accepting their invitation?” Julie gasped.
“I will if you will,” Barb responded, much to my surprise. “I’m really hot and sticky.”
“Why does it have to be up to me?” Julie whined. “You’re putting me on the spot.”
Barb nodded. “You’re right, Julie, us girls need to stick together on this. Tell you what, it wouldn’t be so bad if we got in the pool first, then Brad and Ken could join us if they dared.”
“Hey, yeah,” Julie laughed. “We could cool off and they would have to be the ones exposed. That might be fun.”
Brad picked up on the compromise. “That suits us just fine, right Ken?”
It was my idea to begin with, so I couldn’t very well disagree. I nodded my approval, putting the decision back into the women’s court.
Barb seemed to have a strong interest in seeing Brad’s nude, muscular body. She saw me nod and came to a decision. “Okay, it’s settled. Julie and I get five minutes head start, so we’ll be in the water before you men can come outside, and so there’s no peeking through the windows, you will both have to stay in the TV room when we go to the pool.
“Agreed,” Brad pronounced. “We will give you five minutes of privacy. That okay with you, Ken?”
I nodded again and picked up my glass. “Grab another scotch, Brad, and let’s go watch the tube for a few minutes.”
As we left the kitchen, we heard giggles as the ladies headed for the back door.
“I still can’t believe that we’re doing this,” Julie said as she and Barb reached the edge of the pool. “How did they talk us into swimming nude like this?”
Barb glanced over at her neighbor. “Who knows?” Barb replied as she unbuttoned her blouse. “I don’t think they felt that we could turn the tables on them like we did.”
Julie watched Barb unclasp her bra in the front, an action that pushed her breasts together. Her mouth went dry as Barb casually dropped her bra onto her blouse, exposing her small pink nipples. Instinctively, Julie pulled her top over her head and reached behind her to unclasp her own thin bra.
Barb enjoyed the feel of the night air on her bare tits. She felt her nipples begin to harden and glanced over at Julie just as her neighbor slid her bra down her arms. “You have beautiful boobs, Julie,” she whispered.
“So do you,” Julie responded and grinned as the two of them hurried to remove the rest of their clothes. “We’d better hurry and get into the water before the guys catch us.”
Julie slipped her shorts and panties off in one quick motion, exposing her thick, dark bush. Barb stepped out of her shorts and hesitated, surveying Julie’s nude form. Julie, in turn, glanced over and watched as Barb slipped her bikini panties off, displaying her sparse patch of light brown curls.
Julie followed Barb into the pool, noticing her neighbor’s shapely rear. “Brad would get a woody if he saw you like this,” she giggled.
“I know what will happen to Ken if he gets a chance to see your body, Julie. I guess we’ll have to be careful.”
“Here we come, ready or not,” I announced as we opened the back door and strolled across the deck. There was just enough light to confirm that the women had, indeed, shed their clothes and were naked in the water. My mind reeled back to my earlier voyeuristic adventure, picturing Julie’s luscious body riding Brad’s stiff cock. The vision made my cock begin to swell.
Brad leaned over the edge of the pool, trying to see into the dark water. “Damn, Barb, I can’t see much of anything.”
The gals laughed and taunted us. “What’s the matter, boys? Are you afraid to get naked now?”
Brad gave up his effort to see into the water. I began to undress in full view of all, hoping I could control my semi-erect penis until the water gave me cover. Brad returned to the deck table and stood behind a chair as he undressed.
I was nude first and slowly made my way to the pool steps and felt the cool water begin to surround me. I knew that both women had ample time to check out my package. I rationalized that the low light probably masked most of the details.
Brad hesitated, but was finally forced to come out from behind his chair and make the journey to the pool. I knew from my earlier view that Brad was well hung. Barb, of course was seeing his swinging dick for the first time. Brad stepped into the pool and I heard Barb moan as his long, skinny cock disappeared from her view.
We waded across the pool and joined our wives, laughing at the situation. “I guess you girls got an eyeful,” I chuckled.
“And how!” Barb gushed, and we all laughed again.
Barb moved into my arms and pressed her body into mine. My hands cupped her ass and she wrapped her legs around me before kissing me deeply. I noticed that Brad and Julie were in a similar embrace, much like I had seen earlier.
“Maybe it’s not just the men who are horny tonight, eh?” I quipped. This time, nobody laughed; we were all engrossed in sexier feelings and thoughts.
My cock began to stiffen and plant itself along Barb’s crack. She moved down slightly to capture me between her cheeks. “That feels good,” she cooed in my ear.
“Damn you, Brad, not here,” Julie scolded in the low light.
Brad glanced at us and smiled. “Why not? You liked it earlier today and they don’t care.”
“Don’t mind us,” Barb told them. “We’re enjoying ourselves too much to pay attention.”
When I looked again, Julie had her eyes closed, head back on the pool coping, with her legs around Brad’s waist. It was obvious from the ripples that Brad’s cock was deep inside her. My gaze caught another sight. Julie’s soft breasts were afloat on the surface and her erect nipples pointed toward the stars.
“I think Julie’s getting fucked,” Barb whispered in my ear. “I’m jealous.”
Wordlessly, we adjusted our positions and I gently slipped my hard cock into Barb’s slick gash. It was obvious that she was greatly aroused. Normally, we have to use a lubricant to ease my entry into my wife’s tight cunt. As we slowly moved on each other, I whispered to my wife, “That’s Brad’s long cock you’re fucking now.”
Barb’s reaction surprised me. She shuddered and I felt her tighten around my dick. A fresh supply of female nectar surrounded my cock and her movements quickened.
“Brad’s fucking you good now,” I whispered, encouraging her fantasy even more.
“Oh, oh yes,” my wife groaned as our own ripples joined Brad and Julie’s. “Oh, God, oh, God,” she continued to moan as I gave her all I had.
Julie could hear Barb’s voice now and it evidently excited her even more. Soon, Julie’s moans joined my wife’s as Brad and I did our best to keep up. Barb began to climax and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I envisioned her being fucked by the young stud a few feet from us and shot several jets of sticky cum into my loving wife.
“Come on baby,” Brad groaned. “Cum for me now.”
Julie’s large tits swayed in the ripples as she enjoyed the multiple waves of orgasm flow through her. “Ah, yes, baby,” Brad urged. “Feel my hard cock squirting into your hot pussy.”
“Holy shit,” Brad finally said as the four of us returned to Earth. “That was unbelievable! What an amazing feeling.”
I looked over at our neighbors. Julie still had her eyes closed and was smiling. “Yeah, we enjoyed ourselves too,” I agreed.
Barb stared into my eyes. “Ready for your dessert?” she asked coyly.
“You mean right here?” I asked, hardly knowing what to say.
Barb nodded. “It will be nice and fresh.”
“I’m game if you are,” I replied smiling. “You’ll need to get up on the edge of the pool.”
I helped Barb onto the pool coping and caught Brad watching intently, surveying my wife’s lush figure. She lay back on her hands and spread her legs wide, giving us both a full view of her just-fucked pussy. Barb’s tits sagged to each side of her chest and her nipples were erect with anticipation and with the knowledge that Brad was leering at her nude body. Barb felt the rough pebbly surface of the deck on her soft ass and palms, but the idea of being licked in front of our neighbors made the discomfort worthwhile.
Julie opened her eyes and realized what was happening. “Oh my God, Barb, we can see everything!”
Barb just smiled down at her friend. “That’s okay, I promised Ken dessert.”
I moved between Barb’s thighs and began to lick our combined juices as they escaped from her now open labia. “Mmm, you taste so good, honey,” I mumbled as my tongue caught another droplet. “I love the way you taste.”
Brad watched as I took several more licks and inserted my tongue into my wife’s swollen cunt. “I want my dessert too,” he told Julie. “Here, let me boost you up onto the edge of the pool.”
Julie, by now, was past her previous modesty and she allowed Brad to perch her rump on the pool deck. Julie opened her legs and Brad dove between them and began to eat her sticky, hairy cunt with gusto.
“Oh, yes, honey,” Julie began to moan. “Eat me, eat my pussy.”
Barb’s thighs tightened around my head and I knew that another orgasm was overtaking her. New juice met my tongue and I swallowed as much as I could. When Barb released my head, I looked up to watch Brad lick his cute wife. A new idea zipped across my fevered brain.
“Hey, Brad, I need some help here. Barb is soaking wet. Want some of my dessert?”
I heard Barb moan as she heard my invitation. Her legs fell apart, providing her own visual invitation to our hunky neighbor.
“You sure?” Brad asked me.
I nodded and pointed to my wife’s open snatch. “She’d love it,” I replied. “Please, help yourself.”
Brad first hesitated, then moved toward us and Julie looked up with a pleading look on her face. “What about me?” she whined.
“Ken can help you,” Brad answered as he slid past me.
I looked into Julie’s wanton eyes and shrugged. “I guess it’s you and me, Julie.”
I halfway expected to be rebuffed. Instead, Julie leaned back like Barb and her legs fell apart. She looked down at me with an impish grin on her face. “I hope you like my dessert too,” she cooed.
My mouth covered her entire pussy at first and I sucked her hairy outer lips while my tongue explored her open slit. Julie jerked her hips in an effort to drive my tongue deeper, so I began to concentrate on tonguing her hole and licking across her clit. She had a slightly different taste, but it was still pleasant. I couldn’t tell if it was her nectar or Brad’s cum that made the taste seem sweet.
Overcome with lust, I let my tongue wander below Julie’s vaginal opening and onto the small, fleshy area just North of her tight rear. “Oh, God,” she moaned loudly, drawing her legs tighter around my ears.
Moving from that very sensitive area, I probed lower and used the tip of my tongue to trace circles around her crinkled hole. Julie squeezed even tighter and pressed my nose partway into her dripping cunt. “Mmm, uh huh, she groaned as she slowly rotated her hips on the deck.
After treating her ass to a brief teasing, I returned to her wet pussy, licking in earnest and tapping my tongue on her swollen clit.
I heard my wife gasp and moan louder. I knew that she was having another orgasm while my neighbor licked her just fucked cunt. Julie must have realized what was happening next to us, because she, too, began to moan and move erratically, holding my head tightly between her fleshy thighs. Her taste changed again as fresh nectar flowed from her.
As the two women collapsed on the deck, Brad and I rinsed off and stepped out of the pool. We dried off and took towels to our wives. We helped them up and patted them dry, wrapping the towels around them and guiding them into our house.
I finally broke the awkward silence as the four of us stood in the kitchen staring at the floor tiles. “That was an incredible experience just now,” I began tentatively. “Why don’t we move into the TV room where we can be comfortable and talk?”
“Maybe we’d better just get dressed and go,” Brad replied, looking to Julie to judge her reaction to my offer.
Julie surprised us. “No, I think we should talk now, Brad, okay?”
Brad smiled. “Sure, honey, fine with me.”
I led the way, followed by Julie and Brad. Barb followed them and sat close to me on the couch. She let her towel slip free and fall to each side, fully exposing herself. Brad and Julie took chairs across from us. Brad and I didn’t bring our towels inside, so Julie was the only person covered.
“I can’t believe we just did what we did,” Julie said quietly. “I hope you guys don’t think we do this all the time. As a matter of fact, we’ve never been naked with other people before at all…and certainly never done that other stuff before.”
“That’s right,” Brad confirmed. “We’ve been pretty conservative all along, until tonight that is.”
Barb nodded. “You’re not alone. We’ve never done anything like this before either. I guess it was the party atmosphere, the drinks, and the weekend horniness that caused us all to get a little wild and crazy. We don’t need to let it upset things though, do we?”
“I hope not,” Brad responded. “Frankly, I rather enjoy the freedom of skinny dipping. We did a little of that this afternoon, before we came over,” he added with a wink.
Julie gasped. “You don’t have to confess everything, Brad!”
“That’s okay,” Barb countered, “Ken and I had a little fun in the shower before you rang our doorbell. More than a little fun, actually.”
I looked around the room. This wasn’t the time to admit that I watched Julie and Brad as they played with each other. “Well, it seems we were already in heat before the party. We like to swim nude most of the time. It sure beats a soggy suit. By the way, that’s not the first time that I’ve enjoyed dessert on the pool deck!”
“Hey, ” Barb chirped, “you don’t have to confess everything either, big boy.”
We all laughed loudly at our absurd situation. I also noticed that Brad’s gaze was fixed on the space between my wife’s open thighs. “I must admit, I enjoyed our pool play, especially getting to taste two desserts. How about you, Brad?”
Brad glanced around and shrugged. “Yeah, it was really something all right. I loved being inside Julie in the pool, knowing you two were doing the same thing just a few of feet away from us. I can’t remember when I’ve been so hard.”
“Did you enjoy both of your desserts?” Barb inquired coyly.
Brad actually blushed and glanced at Julie before answering. “Uh huh, I really did. I couldn’t believe my ears when Ken invited me to, uh, move over so to speak.”
“I know Ken enjoyed his desserts,” Julie chuckled. “He even licked a cherry,” she added softly.
Brad looked over at his wife. “What do you mean, hun?”
It was Julie’s turn to blush. “Well, nobody’s ever put their tongue on my other spot,” she admitted. “It really pushed my buttons, I’ll tell you.”
“I’ve wanted to,” Brad replied, “but I was afraid you’d freak out. Now, when I do it, I’ll always think about Ken beating me to it!”
I shook my head. “Sorry, old man, I didn’t know that Julie’s ass was still virginal. Please forgive me.”
Brad looked up at me. “Aw, yeah, sure. I really should thank you for breaking the ice. I’ll be happy to take care of that area from now on, Julie.”
“That’s so funny,” Julie said as she reached over and stroked Brad’s arm. “You were afraid to do it and I was afraid to ask you. We need to be completely open from now on.”
Barb nodded as she ran her hand up and down my bare leg. “Good communication is always best. We like to tell each other what we want, and share our fantasies. We’ve talked about skinny dipping with another couple many times. I guess that’s why Ken thought about it tonight. I never thought we’d do it, but we did. Now, I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”
“I feel that way too,” Julie admitted much to Brad’s surprise.
“Really, Julie? You’d be willing to skinny dip with Ken and Barb again?”
Julie looked at Barb then nodded to Brad. “Yes. I guess that is a start toward good, honest communication. Are you surprised?”
Brad exhaled slowly and his cock twitched. “Actually, I am a bit surprised. Happily surprised, that is. I guess most men dream about doing things like we did tonight. I’m no exception, but I don’t want to do anything to upset you.”
Barb now held my semi-erect cock in her hand and she slowly stroked me as we listened to our neighbor’s exchange. I put my arm around Barb and began to fondle her right tit. “Brad, how did you feel when we changed partners for our second dessert?”
Brad mulled my question for a few moments. “Well, I was so anxious to taste Barb, I really didn’t think much at the time. It was such a thrill to lick her and taste the juices. Then I thought I about you eating my Julie. You know, instead of being upset, I got even more excited. I could hear Julie moaning and I knew that she was receiving wonderful pleasure. It made me work harder on Barb.”
“Ken, you were incredible,” Julie volunteered. “You brought me to the top so many times and I had a couple of little orgasms. Then, when you licked and teased my ass, I thought I was in heaven. Brad likes to eat my pussy too, but tonight was really special. I kept thinking about how your thicker cock would feel inside me. I’m sorry, Barb, I shouldn’t have said that.”
I’m sure that we had all noticed the differences between Brad and I. Brad was a bit longer and his dick was skinny. I’m just shy of seven inches, but well over two inches in diameter. Barb loves the way my thick cock stretches her vaginal opening.
Barb merely smiled at Julie. “Don’t apologize, Julie. I’ve seen you stealing peeks at Ken’s dick. I’ve done the same with Brad. Just a couple of minutes ago, I caught myself daydreaming about Brad’s long cock and wondering if he is long enough to reach bottom. Hope you don’t mind.”
Julie giggled and looked at both of us. “Not at all, Barb. I guess there are still some unanswered questions.”
A long silence followed Julie’s last remark as the four of us processed the last few exchanges.
I turned my head and caught Barb’s eye. “Honey, I won’t object if you decide you want to see if Brad can touch bottom. I know I can’t. I’ve tried so many times. Of course, the final decision will have to come from Julie and Brad.”
Barb looked into my eyes for several long moments. “You really mean that? You are okay with Brad doing more than just taking a taste?”
I nodded, then looked over at Brad and Julie. Brad’s long, skinny cock was as hard as a spike.
Julie noticed her husband’s erection and grinned. “I know what Brad thinks,” she giggled. “Barb, he’s been looking at you ever since we sat down.”
“Guilty as charged,” Brad admitted. “But I know what giving Barb her answer will mean. Julie will find out if she can stretch enough to accommodate Ken’s thicker, uh, staff. She’ll have to be the final vote on this.”
“I should halt this discussion right now, but I can’t seem to resist the temptation,” Julie shrugged. Maybe we’re all too drunk to think straight, I don’t know.”
Barb looked across at Julie and sensed the younger woman’s hesitation. “You’re right, Julie, we’ve had a lot to drink tonight. Things got pretty crazy out in the pool, but I think we’re all adult enough to forget that, given a little time. Let’s not let our earlier excitement possibly spoil our friendship. Why don’t we sleep on it and see how everyone feels in the morning when we’re sober?”
“That’s a good idea, Barb,” Julie responded, a look of relief in her eyes. She felt like she was on the spot and didn’t want to be the one blamed if things went wrong.
Brad tried to hide the disappointment, but his hard on gave him away.
“Besides,” Barb replied, if anything more does occur, I want to be able to remember every detail instead of being half in the bag!”
I could sense that Brad and I definitely wanted to keep the possibilities alive. I decided to try for a compromise. “It’s late and we’re all inebriated. There’s no reason for you guys to have to dress and go next door. Use our guestroom tonight and then we’ll be able to talk about things in the morning over breakfast. Okay?”
“Okay by me,” Brad quickly agreed. “Are you sure it’s no bother?”
“Certainly not,” Barb said as she looked at Julie. “You can have that end of the house to yourselves. Sleep as late as you like. You really should stay the night.”
Julie nodded. “It would be more convenient, I suppose. We can fix a big breakfast and take our time sorting all of this out.”
###
I kissed Barb goodnight and we cuddled together. “What do you want to do?” Barb whispered as we lay together.
“Why don’t we leave it up to Julie and Brad?” I replied tentatively. “I meant what I said about you being free to experience Brad, you know. That stands, even if Julie decides to forego any experimenting with me. So long as they are agreeable, I don’t have a problem.”
Barb pulled me close. “I love you,” she murmured in my ear. “You’ve always satisfied me in every way. You know that don’t you?”
“Yes, but…”
“But, I’ve never experienced another man in my whole life, and Brad seems so agreeable. He sure knows how to please a girl orally, I’ll say that.”
“He’s also got that long stiff prick,” I half-teased. “He was more than ready to give you a sample tonight, you know.”
Barb reached down to hold my cock in her hand. “Yes, I know, but Julie’s a neighbor and a friend. I don’t want to be the cause of any problems. She already told me that Brad is a terrific lover, and she told me about his long, skinny cock. He can actually touch her cervix inside. Of course, I had to brag right back. I told her how thick you were and how we used lubricant so you could stretch out my pussy easier. Aren’t we naughty?”
“I’ll say! Brad and I have never compared notes like that. Men don’t normally provide vivid details about their wives.”
“Well, I want one more taste,” Barb giggled as she pulled off the sheet and turned to engulf my semi-erect penis with her warm lips. Moving up between her legs, I licked her full length, again tasting the combined juices still oozing from our earlier activities and her recent re-arousal.
I felt the familiar sensation and precum began to form as she licked and sucked my head and shaft. “You’re going to make me squirt,” I warned.
Barb continued to hold my swollen cock tight with her lips and swallowed the small amount of remaining semen as my balls released. Turning back around, she gave me a long kiss and our tongues exchanged the flavors we’d collected.
“Goodnight sweet prince,” she murmured. “Let’s wait and see what tomorrow brings, shall we?”
###
“Good morning!” Barb said as Julie walked into our kitchen. I was already sitting at our breakfast table, sipping a mug of steaming coffee.
“Morning,” Julie responded sleepily. “That coffee has a wonderful aroma. It woke me up. I could sure use a cup.”
Barb poured Julie a pretty porcelain cup of coffee and motioned toward the table. “You take it black, right?”
“Yeah,” Julie muttered as she plopped into the chair across from me. She didn’t seem at all perturbed by the fact that Barb wore only a thin nightshirt and that I was still nude.
I smiled. “Brad still asleep?”
“Uh huh. He went right to sleep. I was awake for quite a while, but I finally managed to get some sleep. He snores when he’s been drinking, you know.”
Barb laughed. “He’s not the only one, Julie! How’s your head this morning?”
“I’ll be all right after I down this coffee,” she said nodding. “Then, I’ll be able to help you get breakfast on the table. Got any aspirin?”
I glanced across the table at Julie. She wore the clothes from the night before, but she hadn’t bothered with a bra. Her nipples produced noticeable dents in her blouse. “I think I’ll take Brad a mug of coffee and get the lazy sucker out of the sack,” she said as she walked back to the counter. Julie glanced back at me after pouring coffee into the mug. “I’ll let him know that you were too weak to dress, Ken,” and grinned.
Barb looked over at me. “Julie sure didn’t give us any indication about her feelings this morning, did she?”
I shook my head. “Nope. Maybe they haven’t had a chance to discuss the situation yet,” I replied. “Let’s wait for one of them to bring it up.”
“Right. Meanwhile, I’ll brown the sausage if you’ll mix up some waffle batter.”
###
“Something sure smells good in here,” Brad announced as he and Julie rejoined us. Brad seemed cheerful enough for all of us. Ah, youth and its vigorous recovery power! Evidently, Julie was true to her promise to tell him I was sitting nude in the kitchen. Brad, like me, was naked; his thick hair still tousled.
Brad pulled out a chair and sat down while Julie worked with Barb.
“Julie, turn the meat while I make the waffles,” Barb suggested. “We’ll feed our hungry lions, then relax and enjoy a nice cozy breakfast.”
“You mean feed my snoring pussycat,” Julie retorted. “He left me in quite a state last night…just gave me a peck, rolled over and went right to sleep.”
Barb laughed. “I did a little better than that, didn’t I Ken?”
I actually blushed slightly at Barb’s response. “No fair telling,” I whined.
“I just needed my beauty sleep,” Brad grinned. “Now, I’m a new man, ready for anything.”
“Anything?” Barb teased as she placed a plate in front of Brad and refilled his mug.
Brad looked up, obviously admiring my lovely wife. “We’ll have to talk about that later,” he replied cryptically.
“At least Julie and Brad didn’t rush out the first thing this morning,” I thought. “They must feel like discussing last night instead of running away.”
Brad put his fork down and finished chewing the last bite of waffle. “Everybody reasonably sober this morning?”
“Sober as a judge,” I replied.
“I’m okay, now that I’ve had some nourishment and two cups of coffee,” Julie agreed. “But, honey, you’ve got a piece of waffle caught in your chest hair,” she added, pointing at Brad.
We laughed as Brad looked down and captured the missing morsel. “It’s all sticky,” he announced. “I need to get the syrup off.”
“Heavens, Brad, I thought you liked sticky things,” Barb teased.
“It all depends on what that sticky thing might be,” he chuckled as he stood and marched to the sink, his long, skinny dong swaying in front of him.
Barb’s eyes followed his movements, a fact that didn’t go unnoticed by Julie, nor me.
Julie watched as Brad finished drying his chest with a paper towel. “Well, are you fellows going to get dressed, or do we get naked and join you?” she asked nobody in particular.
“Hells bells, you men go get some clothes on,” Barb barked. “We can’t have a serious conversation if we’re all sitting around naked, can we?”
I shook my head obediently. “I guess not, dear, we’ll go get something on. Back in a flash.”
###
When Brad and I reappeared dressed, we found our wives in the TV room in easy conversation. “That’s better,” Barb said by way of greeting. “Julie and I were just recalling last evening’s events, refreshing our memories a little,” she related lightly.
I sat down next to Barb. Brad took a seat next to Julie. The two of us waited for the next comment.
“I want to say that I felt like I was put on the spot last night,” Julie finally stated. “We all did things while under the influence of alcohol and sexual arousal. I must admit, it was amazing at the time, but I really didn’t know how everybody felt, so I was pretty shook up when you all looked to me.”
Barb nodded. “If you are going to blame someone, blame me, Julie. I was the one who hopped up on the edge of the pool, remember?. That’s when things really started to happen.”
“Oh, I’m not blaming anyone, Barb. In fact, I’ll admit that I really enjoyed what we did. I don’t think that it was wrong or anything, just that Brad and I hadn’t talked about it at all, and I was afraid to make a mistake and cause problems. That’s all.”
Brad took a breath and exhaled, puffing his cheeks in the process. “So, you liked being screwed in their pool and having Ken give you some oral pleasure afterward?”
“Well, yes,” Julie admitted sheepishly. “It was a fresh experience, at least the Ken part, because we’ve fucked in our pool a lot. I have little doubt that you enjoyed eating Barb last night, am I right?”
Brad glanced at us and then grinned. “Yeah, you’re right, honey. It was something special. I couldn’t believe it when Ken invited me to share his dessert. After that, how could I refuse?”
Julie then looked across at us. “What about you guys? How do you feel now that we all have our sense of reason back?”
“I see no reason to be upset or concerned,” Barb replied evenly. “We all enjoyed ourselves and here we are together this morning. We’ve had a nice breakfast, plenty of coffee, and we’re still friends. I must say, Brad gave me a couple of thunderous orgasms last night. Julie, you told me he was good, but now I really know what you meant.”
I put my arm around Barb’s shoulder and pulled her close. “I should be jealous after that last remark, but I’m not. I think that adding some spice may even improve what we already enjoy. Julie seemed to find quite a bit of pleasure from my own actions, so I guess we’re all about even at this point.”
“So, where do we go from here?” Brad slowly intoned. “Do we chalk last night up to booze and ignore it in the future, or do we continue our recent experiment?”
Barb took a sip of the coffee she carried from the kitchen. “Okay, I’ll go ahead and step off the curb and into the traffic,” she said. “I’m still as curious as hell about how you would feel inside me. Julie is shorter, so maybe it’s also easier to reach her upper walls. I couldn’t help thinking about that last night, then again this morning.”
“It works best when I’m on top,” Julie chimed in. “I can totally control how far it goes in and I can put it right where I want it.” Then she covered her face with both hands and giggled. “I can’t believe I just said that!”
“I’d like to see how you would handle Brad, given Julie’s informative comments,” I told Barb as I squeezed her arm softly. “Everybody would have to agree, naturally.”
“Well, I sure don’t want to try it out on that rough, pebbly deck! I think I still have dents in my ass from sitting up on our pool deck last night.”
Barb’s remark drew howls from all of us. I glanced over at Julie and Brad, trying to assess their mood following Barb’s admission. I detected a lump forming in Brad’s trousers. Julie noticed also and she ran her hand over his crotch, confirming her suspicion.
“Barb’s been honest, so I will confess also. I had some very wicked thoughts about Ken last night, Barb, after we went to the guestroom. Brad went to sleep right away, but I kept thinking about the thick dick I’d just seen. I was wondering if Ken would fit and how different he would feel compared to my Brad. The thought made me finger myself and I gave myself another orgasm before I finally conked out.”
“If I was on top, Julie, I’d be sure to take it slow and easy,” I volunteered. “We have some very slick silicone lubricant that would really help.”
Barb nodded. “It does make a big difference. I’m still tight and we use lube all the time.”
Silence followed Barb’s last remark. Everybody seemed to be in separate worlds for a couple of minutes. Finally, I decided to make the proposal that I knew the others were contemplating. “You all realize, we have most of the day and our king-size bed will accommodate four. All those in favor of adjourning to our bedroom, please stand.”
I stood and looked around, feeling very alone for a few moments. At last, Julie slowly rose to her feet and smiled across at me. Barb sighed with relief and jumped to her feet, clapping her hands. Seeing Julie rise, Brad too stood up and hugged her.
Wordlessly, Barb led the four of us walked down the long hallway to the open bedroom door. She seemed to swivel her hips a bit more than normal. Barb stopped at the door. “Last chance to change your mind,” she announced and boldly stepped into our room.
Julie and Brad followed her inside. I brought up the rear. Barb and Julie pulled the flowered spread off of the bed and folded it neatly on the floor near the far wall. “We won’t need a blanket or top sheet will we?” Barb said as she quickly folded them up and set them on top of the spread.
We all looked around the brightly-lit room. “Close the blinds, Ken,” Barb requested. “Let’s add a little bit of romance, shall we?”
As I closed the blinds, Barb lit two large candles and lowered the rheostat lighting control to give the room a warm glow.
“There, that’s better,” Barb said. I watched as my wife kicked off her sandals and began to unbutton her blouse. Julie noticed Barb’s actions and quickly followed suit, pulling her top off and unzipping her skirt.
I began undressing while watching for signs of concern among the others. Brad worked fast and he was the first one naked, his long cock dancing straight out as he viewed the arousing scene now taking place.
Barb was now nude. She approached the bed, on her normal side, and turned to Brad. “I think Julie said it would be best if I was on top, right?”
Brad nodded and moved next to my wife. He rolled onto our bed on his back and looked up at my lovely wife. “Is this all right?”
“Over a little more,” she told him, “I need more room for my left leg.”
Brad inched over some more and Julie sprawled on his other side. “You want to be on top of me, right Ken?”
I walked to my side of the bed where my cute neighbor now lay. Nodding my agreement, I opened my nightstand drawer and removed the bottle of silicone lube. “Before we use this, I simply must have another taste of your sweet pussy,” I told Julie.
Julie smiled up at me and spread her short legs wider, allowing me an unobstructed view of her dark bush and her already-swollen inner lips. “You did me so good last night, Ken, please take your time and help me remember.” Julie reached over and held Brad’s hand.
While I crawled up between Julie’s thighs, Barb slid onto the bed and straddled Brad’s legs. “I want to see how your long dong feels in my mouth first,” she told him in a voice we could all hear. Seconds later, I heard slurping sounds indicating that my wife was sucking greedily on my neighbor’s prick.
Julie was soaking wet. I licked along her sticky slit and tapped her clit with my tongue tip. After several trips up and down her vaginal highway, I again ventured lower and rimmed her tight little ass. Her hips bucked up to meet my mouth and I slipped my hands under her cheeks to help support her wide-open crack. Her first climax came quickly as my tongue turned circles around her rear pucker.
As Julie came back to Earth, I returned to her juicy cunt and lapped up the copious quantity of nectar that now flowed from her pink flower. My tongue entered her warm depths and I used my index finger to open her even more. Once my finger was wet, I let it slip lower and slowly inserted it into her ass while I licked and sucked on her swollen clit. Julie emitted a high-pitched squeal as she climaxed for the second time. I had not yet approached her pussy with my hard, thick cock.
Next to me, Barb moved up Brad’s body and I watched as her fingers found, then held his thin rod up against her juicy love tunnel. The head of his long shaft slipped between her cunt lips. Seconds later, Barb accepted another inch, then another. She was moaning softly as more and more of Brad’s cock slid past her tight vaginal muscle.
“Oh, my God,” Barb gasped. “I can feel you touching my cervix,” she told Brad. “I’ve never felt that before.” My wife moved to one side, then the other, enjoying the unique feeling of a cock head massaging the upper reaches of her vagina.
“Hold still,” Brad pleaded. “I’ll cum if you move again now.”
“Okay, baby, okay,” Barb told him, “tell me when I can move again. You feel wonderful all the way inside like that.”
Julie listened to Barb and she knew exactly what my wife was experiencing at that moment. Julie looked up at me. “Use your lube, Ken. I want your thick cock in me now.”
I poured an ample amount of silicone lube on my fingers and smeared it over and inside my neighbor’s already sticky cunt. Her bush glistened with her nectar and my lube. Then, I put more lube on my erect cock and, as Julie watched, I stroked my cock to make sure it was completely hard, and to show her what she was about to enjoy. Her soft tits were hanging off her chest on each side and her nipples were erect and swollen with lust.
My fingers quickly discovered the path through Julie’s puffy inner labia. I used two fingers to open her, then inserted the tip of my cock between them.
“Mmm, yes,” Julie encouraged. “I can feel you there.”
I pressed forward slightly and met with rather stiff resistance. “Uh, so big,” Julie groaned.
Waiting for a few moments, I finally felt her relax a bit more. I pushed again and I felt the head of my prick slide past the protective muscle. “No, wait, I can’t,” she gasped.
I held my position for a while. It seemed like minutes, but I know it was probably only thirty seconds or so. “Does it hurt, Julie?” I asked.
“Not now,” she whispered. “I’ve never felt anything so big before. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” I reassured her. “Just relax and think about how good it will feel in a few minutes.”
This time, I pulled out slightly and dripped some more lube onto my cock. Once I felt the lube flowing, I pressed against my cute little neighbor again and my shaft penetrated about halfway.
“Oh yes,” Julie mewed softly, “that’s nice now. Try some more.”
Encouraged by her desire, I pressed harder and finally buried my entire shaft in her tight hole. My balls touched against the cheeks of her ass and our pubic mounds collided with a bump.
“Oh, God, I’m so full, Ken. You’ve filled me completely. My pussy is stretched to the limit, I think.”
After holding still for a minute, I slowly withdrew halfway and reversed to slide back in to the hilt. My slow, gentle fucking motion brought more moans from Julie and I began to feel the pressure building in my testicles. “Better take it easy before I squirt my cum too soon,” I thought to myself.
Meanwhile, Barb continued to move her slender hips up and back, and side to side, milking Brad’s long shaft. She stopped after every few moves to help him prolong his ejaculation. My wife’s tits looked so good bouncing above Brad’s chest. As I watched, he reached up with his right hand and cupped my wife’s left breast, pulling gently on her nipple. I knew that would create new sensations in Barb’s body. She grunted and accelerated her movements to increase the friction against her clit.
“Oh shit,” Brad gasped, “I’m going to cum. I can’t stop it now!”
Barb jumped up and down on my neighbor’s staff in a frantic effort to cum with him. Her mouth fell open and her tits bounced carelessly as his warm, white semen drenched the uppermost end of her cunt. I glanced over just in time to see their combined love juices begin to leak out around their junction.
Julie was moaning too, listening to her husband as he squirted his sperm into my wife. “So hot,” she said. “Oh, Ken, fuck me hard now. Please fuck me hard with your big thick cock.”
Her urgent request was my cue. I pounded her fast and hard for a dozen strokes or so. To her surprise, I slowed down again and lay still. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Nothing,” I told her. “I just want it to last a lot longer. I want Barb and Brad to watch us when they’re finished.”
Julie opened her eyes and looked into mine. “I’ve had naughty dreams about that happening,” she admitted. “Do whatever you want, baby.”
I slid in as far as possible and held it there, raising up to see what Brad was doing. He had his head turned toward Julie. Barb was still riding his cock, but she was also watching. Julie had her heels up on my hips, urging me to keep going.
Then, Barb dismounted and I saw Brad’s soft, thin prick lying on his leg. Barb turned so that she could watch Julie and I, then took Brad’s flaccid penis in her hand and began to lick their juice off as if it was a lollipop.
“Julie, your husband and my wife are watching us now,” I whispered.
She opened her eyes and turned her head to gaze into Brad’s eyes. “He’s really nice and thick, honey,” she told him. “Watch him fuck me, Brad.”
Julie held my shoulders with both hands and her heels pressed me against her. I took the hint and began to slowly move inside her. As we developed a steady rhythm, I began to speed up and push harder. Soon, Julie and I were fucking each other furiously as our spent spouses looked on.
“Oh, baby, fuck me good,” Julie screamed. “Cum with me.”
Her tummy muscles began to tremble and I felt her vagina start to spasm around my thick prick. Julie’s legs pressed me hard, and her mouth opened as she gasped. “Oh fuck, oh yeah, oh my God!”
Julie’s entreaties were too much to endure. My balls emptied into the channel and my sperm spurted from the hole in my cock in swift jets. I may not have reached the very top like Brad, but my thickness prevented all but a few drops from leaking out. Julie’s orgasm lasted for about forty-five seconds. I rode along, like a cowboy on a bucking bronco as she enjoyed the pleasure bolts surging through her body.
“That was incredible,” Brad said after Julie ceased her exertions. “I’ve never seen such pleasure before. I didn’t know it was possible to feel so close to my wife, while another man was in my place.”
“You were pretty wonderful yourself, Brad,” Barb confirmed to him. “You touched places I didn’t know existed when we were enjoying ourselves. Ken, did you notice?”
I nodded. “Oh yeah, I could tell that you were in heaven awhile ago. I got so aroused watching you ride Brad’s tall stallion.”
Julie lowered her legs and I finally let my limp meat slide out. Julie was quick to reposition herself and she began to suck our sticky nectar off of me while her husband looked on.
“Here, let me have some too,” Barb insisted. She slid across Brad and began licking my balls as she and Julie took turns sucking on my flaccid penis. On her hands and knees, Barb’s rear presented a tempting target for Brad. I watched as he lay on his back and used his hands to spread my wife’s cheeks. Barb understood his intent and lowered her warm cunt onto his open mouth.
A minute later, I stirred. Wait, girls, I want a taste of my wife’s juicy pussy too. Barb looked up and smiled. “Whatever you wish my dear,” she told me and raised up. She put her leg over me and I gazed up at my wife’s freshly fucked cunt, still wet with their juice. Barb returned to my cock and we continued our 69 for the next few minutes.
Not to be outdone, Julie climbed aboard Brad’s face and began to swallow all his skinny dick she could handle while he feasted on her nectar and my creamy sperm.
###
“Is everybody still okay?” I asked, as the four of us lay exhausted on our big bed.
“No complaints,” Julie croaked.
“Amen,” Barb confirmed.
“I’m too fucked out to think about it right now,” Brad whispered. “It was great!”
I tapped Brad on the arm. “What you need is a cooling dip in the pool. We’ve still got three or four hours before you have to pick up the kids. Let’s not waste too much time.”
Both women laughed out loud. “I might be able to go another round,” Barb told us, “if either one of you guys can get it up again.”
“I’m kind of sore,” Julie admitted, “but I’m sure willing to give it a try.”
Again, Barb led the way out to the pool. She didn’t even hesitate and dove into the deep end, emerging halfway down the pool’s length. “Feels great,” she confirmed.
We splashed and played grab ass in the cool water for a quarter-hour, then stretched out on loungers to dry and rest. I looked around at the other three nude bodies and smiled. “It doesn’t get any better than this,” I announced.
Julie looked up. “That’s what I said to Brad yesterday afternoon, but I was wrong that time.”
Brad chuckled. “I think Ken’s right this time, honey. When we pick the girls up later, find out when your parents have another free weekend and can keep the girls overnight.”
I looked over at Brad, then to Julie. “Does that mean you two would like to schedule a repeat performance?”
“You bet,” Brad confirmed, “but next time, we’ll meet at our house, okay?”
Barb and I both smiled and nodded. “You’re on,” I replied.
Barb rose from her chair and strolled over to Brad. “I’d like to sample your love machine again if you think you can manage it. Of course, I’ll be more than happy to help revive your ardor.”
Brad smiled and took my wife’s hand. “I’m sure we can find ways to make a connection.”
As they entered the house, I turned to check on Julie. She looked back at me, smiling. “Why don’t you go get your lube and bring it back out here, Ken? I want to ride your big boy right here on your lounge chair.”
Nodding, I rose and slipped back into the house. I walked into our bedroom and found the lube next to the bed. Brad and Barb didn’t even know I was in the room. Both had their eyes closed as Barb rode my neighbor’s slim shaft in an unhurried manner.
“Thank goodness for grandparents,” I said as I opened the back door and fell back onto the lounger. Julie was kneeling on an extra chair cushion next to my lounger with a wide smile on her face.