Cindy Kim
10-05-2004, 01:02 PM
Cindy looked at herself in the mirror, examining her figure in the yellow string bikini. She smiled, liking what she saw. Quickly she threw a light cotton summer dress over her body, the hem falling down to her upper thights. She stepped into a pair of casual brown heels and walked out of her bedroom. She met Janet in the living room. Janet looked great in a tan mini and a tanktop, her bikini also concealed by her outerwear.
They were headed out to a Labor Day cookout at the house of one of Janet's boyfriend's friends, out in Malvern, well outside of the Philadelphia. The traffic going out the Schulkyll Expressway was the usual nightmare, but Cindy ground through it, wondering how in the name of God anyone could put up with the rush hour commute around the city. She sighed for the thousandth time since moving to Philly a few months ago about the lousy traffic, and was happy again that she lived downtown, within walking distance of most everything she wanted.
Finally the traffic cleared and they sped along, finally making it out to Malvern, getting off 202 and winding through backroads at Janet's direction. An hour after leaving their apartment, they arrived at a beautiful stone house at the end of a cul-de-sac. A half dozen cars were lined up in the driveway. Cindy felt herself relax. It was just past noon, it was in the upper 80s, the sky was clear, and there was a pool and beer almost at hand.
She and Janet climbed out of the Maxima and walked up to the front door. A piece of paper taped to the door read, "Walk around back and grab a beer."
The two girls followed the directions and walked around the side of the house, through an open gate, and found themselves entering a large backyard. Ten people were already there. Janet's boyfriend, Craig, was manning the grill, beer in hand, talking with the owner of the house, a handsome thirty-something lawyer named Jack. A woman who looked to be in her mid to upper twenties, wearing a tight-fitting dress, with long blonde hair, stood next to Jack, also drinking. Four more people were lounging by the pool, and another three people were in the water, drinks at poolside.
Craig waved at Cindy and Janet, handed off the tongs to Jack, and came over to them. He gave Janet a kiss, then hugged Cindy and kissed her cheek.
"You guys find the place alright?" he asked.
"Directions were perfect," Janet said.
"Next set of directions," Cindy grinned. "Where's the beer?"
"I'll take you there myself," Jack laughed. He walked them around to the patio, where they said hi to Jack and got introduced to Christy, the blonde. Craig opened a cooler and brought out two beers for Cindy and Janet. They drank and talked with Jack and Christy for a few minutes, really starting to relax and enjoy the day.
Cindy wondered over to the pool and scanned the people. Of the four sitting out of the water, two were women, two were men. The men looked to be in their upper twenties or early thirties, the women a few years younger. Both women were wearing bikinis and looked good in them. One was a brunette, who Cindy was introduced to as Linda. The other was a red-head, named Ashley. The guys were both in swimming trunks, fit, one named Jerry, the other Pete. Two women were swimming in the pool, a blonde named Sara and a light skinned Indian woman named Sheila. The guy in the pool with them was named Dave.
"Getting wet today?" he asked Cindy.
She nodded, "You bet," put down her beer, and peeled off her dress. She felt the guys eyeing her body appreciatively as she slipped off her heels and walked to the edge of the pool. She dipped a toe in, and found the water to be warm. Adjusting her bikini, she jumped in, kicked back up to the surface, and pulled her hair back. She swam over to the edge of the pool and took a long pull of her beer.
She chatted with Sara, Sheila, and Dave, the four of them hanging out at the wall of the pool, or swimming lazily around. Dave had a very nice body, Cindy noticed, but so did Sara and Sheila. She saw no wedding rings anywhere. Apparently everyone there had some kind of connection to Jack, either through work or as a friend of a friend.
Jerry walked over to the patio, and returned with a dozen beers in a bucket of ice. Cindy finished hers and started another, keeping pace with everyone else. Jack came over to the pool with Christy, leaving Craig and Janet at the grill. Christy pulled her dress over her head, and Cindy stared appreciatively at the blonde's firm body in a blue thong bikini. Christy slid into the water, and Jack followed close behind her. They all kept drinking and laughing, and pretty soon Cindy felt a nice buzz settling in on her.
"Anyone for a game of basketball?" Jerry asked, carrying a floating basket and ball to the edge of the water. "Guys against girls."
"We can take you guys," said Sheila.
"We need a couple more guys," Jack said.
Jerry and Pete both jumped into the water, pairing up with Dave and Jack. Christy, Cindy, Sheila, and Sara clustered together. Linda and Ashley leaned forward in their chairs and rudely encouraged the girls to lay a beating on the guys.
Cindy had never played pool basketball before. She wasn't remotely talented at regular basketball, and trying to do it while swimming was exhausting. The guys were strong swimmers, and were quickly up 3 baskets to none. The girls clustered by the edge of the pool, Ashley slipping into the water with them.
"You guys have to cheat," she said.
"How?" asked Sara.
"We're hot chicks," grinned Ashley. "Use it."
"You wanna show us, coach?" Christy goaded her on.
Ashley laughed, finishing her beer. The rest of the girls took a moment to drink a little more, keeping the buzz going. Across the pool, the guys swam around, making catcalls and derogatory remarks about their game. Sara got out of the pool, letting Ashley take her place.
As the guys passed the ball around, suddenly Ashley darted under water. Dave, who had the ball, suddenly dropped it, reaching under water. After a moment of thrashing about, he and Ashley both appeared at the surface. Ashely tossed his swimming trunks out of the pool, scooped up the ball, and swam toward the basket. She tossed the ball in as Dave treaded water, unsure of what to do. Cindy took a moment to dip underwater and look. It was tough to see anything without goggles on, but he certainly appeared to have an impressive tool.
She surfaced and saw that Sara had captured Dave's swimming trunks.
"Hey, if you all want to play that way, we're game!" Jerry called.
"You have to catch us first," Christy teased. "Our ball."
The girls passed the ball around quickly, each one eager to get rid of it before one of the guys got to them, no one anxious to give an excuse to a guy to go after a bikini string. But Sheila, making a break for the basket, was caught from behind by Jerry, and after a quick struggle he came away without the ball, but with her bikini bottom in hand. Ashley scooped up the ball and made the basket, closing the score to 3-2. Sheila went after Jerry, but he lauched her bikini bottom out of the pool. Sara picked it up and refused to give it back.
"Fair's fair," she laughed at Sheila. Jerry ducked under water, swimming close by Sheila, enjoying the view underwater.
The girls took the ball again, Ashely passing to Sheila, who got rid of it right way, to Christy. Christy almost was caught by Jack, but she launched the ball back to Sheila, who tossed it straight to Cindy, despite Dave being right by her. Cindy caught the ball just as Dave caught her, and she felt the straps of her bikini top being tugged. She dropped the ball to try to hang onto her bikini. She felt Dave's hard cock press against her hip. The ball floated on the water next to them. Cindy reached down and grabbed Dave's cock, but he didn't let go of her bikini. Her top came off. She held it with one hand, he held it with the other, and they both went under as he grabbed at her bikini bottom. She let go of his cock to try to defend her bikini bottom, but only managed to catch the fabric as it came free of her body. Her bikini bottom in her left hand, her top in her right, she wrestled with Dave for control of them, forgetting about the ball. Then she felt her breath coming short, so she let go of her bikini and headed for the surface. She broke out of the water, taking a deep breath of air, and brushing her hair back. Jack had the ball, Christy close behind him, and Dave was breaking the surface on the far end of the pool, tossing Cindy's bikini out of the water.
She treaded water, completely nude, and turned to see Jack tossing the ball at the basket, Christy underwater beneath him, trying to distract him by pulling off his swimsuit. She got the swimsuit off and the ball clanged off the side of the rim. Ashely swam by and retrieved it, but Jerry was on top of her, and she launched the ball at the basket as he went after her bikini. She tied up the game at the cost of her bikini top
Ashley started the play again, tossing the ball to Cindy, who, being completely nude, didn't worry too much about being snared by a guy Dave manhandled her, going more for a feel of her breasts or ass than for the ball, and she passed to Christy, who looked to have an open shot. But then Christy disappeared underwater, leaving the ball on the surface. Dave retrieved it and put it in the bucket, and Christy and Pete surfaced. Pete tossed Christy's bikini out of the pool, top and bottom, and Sara happily collected them.
Jerry passed the ball to Pete, who passed quickly to Dave. Cindy grabbed Dave's waist, reached around him with both hands, her breasts pressed on his back, and gripped his cock. It was rock hard. She felt him twist around, his cock slipping from her hands, and then he was facing her. He dove underwater, hands on her hips, and Cindy suddenly felt his face press against her pussy. She felt his tongue push against her labia. Dave surfaced, bringing Cindy up with him, so she lay on her back in the water, her legs and hips breaking the surface, Dave's face between her thighs. She heard everyone around the pool call out at the sight. Dave released her, grinning as he treaded water away from her.
Cindy saw Christy swimming to the edge of the pool with Pete's swimming trunks. Ashley had just put the ball in the basket to tie it up, 4-4. Now Pete, Dave, Christy, and Cindy were nude, while Ashley was topless and Sheila was bottomless. Cindy felt Dave pushing up behind her in the water, his sliding between her thighs, rubbing against her as they treaded water. She felt flushed with desire.
"Hey, whadday guys say?" she asked, her voice heavy. "Next point wins...and winner takes all?"
"And by all you mean...?" asked Jerry, eyeing Sheila.
"Anything you want," Ashley said, grinning at Cindy.
Craig, who had come to watch the game in the pool with Janet, Sarah, and Linda, said, "Then I'm definitely getting in the game." He put down his beer and jumped into the pool.
"C'mon, girls, let's stack the odds," Ashley called. Janet winked at Cindy, stripped down to her bikini, and jumped in the pool. Linda and Sara, looking nervous, followed suit.
The girls had the ball. The guys swam in a kind of loose zone around the basket. Every time one of the girls passed the ball, a guy moved like a shark to intercept. The ball zipped around the pool, everybody suddenly swimming hard to win. Ashley attempted a shot, but it bounced off the rim and into Dave's hands. He passed it to Craig, who zipped it across the way to Jerry. Jerry tried a shot, missed, and Linda retrieved the ball, launching it out to Sheila. Sheila's pass was deflected by Jack, and Pete took the ball. He flipped it into Dave who tossed it into the basket.
Everyone shouted out at once, the girls moaning in dismay, the guys cheering.
The guys gathered at the side of the pool, in the water, looking at the women.
"Let's start with the swimsuits, ladies," Jerry laughed.
Still treading water, looking at each other, the girls started to strip down. Cindy watched, hanging onto the side of the pool, as Sheila, Ashley, Janet, Linda, and Sara slowly untied their bikini strings and let their swimsuits free in the water. When they were all done, they gathered at the edge of the pool, nervously awaiting the next request.
"I am so fucking hard right now," said Jack, getting laughter from the rest of the guys.
"I just want to savor the anticipation," said Pete, looking down the line of nude women in the water, their shoulders and the tops of their bare breasts bobbing into sight.
"All at once, or one at a time?" asked Dave.
"All at once," said Craig.
"All right, ladies, you heard him," said Dave. "Everyone out of the pool."
Cindy and the rest of the girls swam to the steps, walking up out of the pool, their bare bodies revealed to the guys as they climbed up.
"Come around this way," said Jack, waving them to the wall where the guys lurked.
Cindy in front, the seven women walked carefully around the edge of the pool. Cindy let her hands rest at her sides, her body completely revealed. Immediately behind her, Sara, despite her gorgeous body, walked with one hand over her tits, another over her pussy. Christy, Janet, and Ashley were as brazen as Cindy. Linda and Sheila were more shy, trying ridiculously to cover themselves.
The women lined up, standing over the guys.
"Shall we?" asked Jack.
The guys grunted in agreement. There was a flurry of activity in the water, and three swimsuits came floating to the surface. All the guys were nude as well.
"Ladies, please turn around," said Dave.
The girls did as they were told, turning their backs to the guys, their bare asses exposed. The guys whistled and moaned with pleasure at the sight of those seven asses lined up in front of them. Cindy felt a little thrill of pleasure. Next to her, Sara blushed.
"Don't look behind you," said Dave.
Cindy heard the sounds of water splashing behind her, then wet feet on the concrete deck. She felt a hard cockhead push against her bare ass. Cindy closed her eyes, wondering which guy it was. The cock felt like Dave's, but she wasn't sure. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Sara look over her shoulder and gasp, looking down at the cock behind Cindy. Jack's voice, right behind Cindy, said, "Don't look." Cindy heard a smack of a hand on an ass, and Sara jumped.
The cock pressed harder on Cindy's ass, and two hands touched her sides, moving around and cupping her breasts. She assumed it was Jack, wondered what Janet would think of this. Cindy looked down the line, saw the guys behind the women. Dave's hands were on Janet's tits, squeezing them. Janet seemed to be happy enough. Cindy felt a hand leave her breast, and suddenly she felt a sharp smack on her ass.
"Don't look."
She closed her eyes. The hand returned to her front, moved down, and she felt fingers on her clit, stroking it. She opened her eyes, looking down, enjoying the sight. As she looked up again, she saw that Sara now had someone behind her, hands exploring her sexy body. Sara's eyes were closed, but her mouth was open, and she was breathing heavily.
"Ladies, eyes closed, on your knees," said a voice that sounded like Jerry's.
Cindy complied. Linda began to protest, but Jack said from behind Cindy, "Hey, you all agreed, and you even had more players. Time to put up."
Cindy was tempted to look around, to see what the other girls were doing, but she didn't want to open her eyes. She heard guys moving around, talking in low voices. Suddenly she felt a hard cockhead brush against her lips. Cindy reached forward, finding the hot shaft with her hands, and she opened her mouth. She tasted the pre-cum on the cockhead, tasted the chlorine from the pool as she took the cock into her mouth. It was a long, wide cock, it felt strong in her hands. She stroked it, moving a hand to the balls, feeling them, hearing an appreciative groan from whoever owned that wonderful cock.
"Oh, she's good," said Jack. The man who Cindy was sucking moaned in agreement.
"Oh my GOD!" said Sheila.
"Eyes closed," said a voice, maybe Dave's. "Now you know what you have to do."
Cindy heard Sheila give a little squeak, but then a moment later she heard the sound of lips on cock, and Dave saying, "Yeah, Sheila, that's good."
Over the next few moments, there came more sounds of sucking, guys moaning as the girls sucked and licked their cocks. Cindy heard girls giggling.
"You like that?" asked Christy.
"Oh yeah," moaned a guy, Peter maybe.
"Trade you," said a guy near Cindy.
"Cool," said the man who's cock was in Cindy's mouth. Jerry, she thought.
She felt the cock move away from her, and a moment later another hard cock was brushing against her lips. Cindy smiled, took the meat in her hand, and began to suck him. He tasted a little different from Jerry, but quite good. She figured it was probably Craig, but there was no way to be sure without looking. And she wasn't going to do that.
"Oh, God, you are good," he moaned.
"I gotta cum," moaned Dave. A moment later he grunted. Cindy heard Shiela squeal in suprise.
"Excellent facial," laughed Jerry. Dave grunted again, eliciting a gasp from Sheila. Apparently he was still cumming.
"I'm not wasting my cum on your face," moaned the guy Cindy was sucking. He pulled his cock away from her, then moved around behind her. With gentle pressure on her shoulders, he bent Cindy over until she was on her hands and knees. She felt him pull her hips up, felt his cockhead push against her pussy. Cindy moaned as he slowly entered her, his big cock spreading her pussy lips, his head easing into her.
"Oh yeah!" gasped the guy, beginning to pump her cunt. Cindy felt her ecstacy build as his cock drove deeper into her, filling her, stimulating her to cum. She could feel the tingle course through her body.
"Great idea," laughed Jack.
"I'm not doing THAT!" cried Sara.
Cindy opened her eyes, watching Sara stand and walk over to the chairs, sitting down, her arms folded across her breasts. She was blushing, but her eyes were fixed on Cindy. Cindy licked her lips, loving the cock that was pushing deep into her, the strong hands on her hips. She let Sara see how good it felt, knowing that, despite her protests, Sara was turned on. The brunette didn't avert her gaze at all, absorbing every moment of Cindy's pleasure. Cindy opened her mouth, felt her orgasm break, and she came loudly, crying out with pleasure as the guy fucked her. She still hadn't turned around to see who it was, didn't really care. Whoever was fucking her was doing it well, and that was all that mattered. He buried his cock in her, pulling back on her hips, his pubic hair brushing against her ass, and she felt him shudder, felt his cum pump into her pussy. Cindy came with him, turning at last, looking over her shoulder to see Craig, his face twisted in ecstacy, his muscles tensed. Cindy gasped, moaned as he pumped her slowly, getting every drop of his sperm in her cunt.
She looked over, saw Christy now next to her, turning, laying on her back, spreading her long legs. Dave was on his hands and knees between her thighs, dipping his mouth down to her pink pussy lips. She gasped with her soft southern accent as he kissed her twat, ran his tongue up to her clit, flicked it. Christy ran her hands through his red hair, her large breast firm, nipples erect.
"Fuck me," she moaned.
Cindy slid off Craig's cock, watching as Dave moved up Christy's body, kissing her breasts, her mouth. Christy reached down between her legs, gripping his cock, guiding the head to her pussy. He slid his big cock into her, causing her to arch her back, her nails digging into his shoulders. He stroked his cock into her, slowly and confidently, until all of his long shaft disappeared into her cunt, and his red pubic hair pushed against her blonde tuft.
Further down the line, Cindy saw Janet and Linda sharing Jerry's cock, both licking and kissing it in turn. Jack now had Sheila all to himself, and he was behind her, ramming her pussy hard and fast, causing the petite Indian girl to cry out with pleasure, her tits bouncing with his thrusts, her dark hair falling over her cum slathered face. Last in line, Ashley was on top of Peter, his cock in her mouth while his lips worked on her pussy. Sara sat on the chair and watched, still nude, one hand covering her breasts, but the other working steadily on her pussy. If she didn't want to be part of the orgy, she sure enjoyed watching.
Craig laid Cindy down next to Christy, spreading her legs, and he began to fuck her again, in the exact way Dave was fucking Christy. The two women cried out together, their shoulders touching. Cindy laid her arm on Christy's stomach, lid her finger's down to Christy's clit, felt Dave's big cock, slick with Christy's juices, sliding in and out. Christy gasped with pleasure as Cindy touched her, and Cindy felt Christy's fingers on her, finding her clit, sending an electric thrill through her body at the soft touch. The guys pumped them harder. Cindy pressed her leg against Christy's. She orgasmed, heard Christy orgasming at the same time. She wanted to kiss the blonde, but there was no way she could with Craig on top of her, ramming his cock into her. The guys fucked them right through orgasm after orgasm, keeping the two women gasping for breath.
"Switch?" Dave asked.
Craig slid his cock out of Cindy, moved around Dave, and then Dave took his place between Cindy's legs, easing his cock, still wet with Christy's juices, into Cindy. Cindy cried out with pleasure, just as Christy did the same. Cindy looked over, saw Craig pumping hard into Christy. She rubbed Christy's clit, was rewarded by Christy gasping and then moving her fingers quickly over Cindy's clit. In moments Cindy was orgasming again, her back arching, her body bucking with each thrust of Dave's hard cock. Between the big cock deep in her and Christy's light touch on her, Cindy hit powerful orgasms again and again. Then Dave pushed deep, his cock rammed to the hilt in her, and he came. Cindy came with him, hearing Christy cumming next to her. She and Dave moved together, in complete ecstacy.
Dave pulled out as her orgasm subsided, and Cindy turned to find Christy lying next to her, rubbing her own clit. Craig was gone. Cindy looked around, saw him with Sara, pulling her off the chair. Sara was giving in to him, her lust overcoming her, wanting to be part of the fucking. Dave joined them, and Sara knelt down, know with two cocks in front of her. She placed a hand on each, kissed them both, let the guys know that she wanted it all. Cindy rolled over, pressing her body against Christy's, and to her surprise she found Christy ready for her, the blonde's soft lips pressing against her own. She felt Christy's hand on her breast, fingers brushing her nipple, and then those same fingers moving down, exporing Cindy's twat. Cindy touched Christy's tongue with her own, ran her fingers down to Christy's clit, found it erect, wet, and hot. Cindy rubbed it softly, felt Christy moan as they kissed. Their bodies pressed close together as they touched.
Cindy eased down Christy's body, kissing her firm breasts, her flat abs, finally finding her pussy, flicking her tongue over Christy's clit. She slid two fingers into Christy's wet, pink pussy, heard the blonde gasp, felt Christy's hands moving through her hair. She felt hard hands on her hips, turned to see Peter behind her, his hard cock aimed at her ass. Cindy returned her attention to Christy's cunt, eating and fingering her, even as she felt that hard cock press against her sphincter. Peter pushed into her, spreading her ass open with his wet cockhead. Cindy cried out, pressing her lips against Christy's cunt, ramming her fingers deeper into the blonde, hearing Christy gasp with pleasure. Peter drove deep into Cindy, filling her ass with his rod, until his pubic hair pushed against her. Cindy took his cock in, gasping for air, trying to lick and kiss Christy's clit even as Peter began to pump in and out of her. She felt Christy writhing beneath her, knew the blonde was close to cumming, and she licked her faster, pumping her fingers into her. Christy came for her, gripping Cindy's hair, holding her face down to that sweet pussy while Peter pulled her hips back, smacking his pelvis into Cindy's buttocks, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight ass.
Cindy looked up, saw a firm ass settling down over Christy's mouth, saw Ashley's red hair above her. Ashley squatted down over Christy, her feet on the pool deck. Christy brought her mouth up to Ashley's pussy, kissed it softly, began to lick it, her hands moving up Ashley's slim body. Near them, Sara was on her knees, Dave behind her, cock pumping into her pussy, her lips and hand on Craig's cock. Christy heard Janet's high pitched squeals of delight, knew someone was fucking her hard and well. She heard other female voices, Sheila and Linda, crying out, moaning with pleasure. Peter pumped her harder and faster, gripping her hips tighter, and suddenly he pulled out of her ass and his cum splattered across her back. She heard him moaning, one hand off her hips, squeezing the cum out of his cock. He wiped his cum on her buttocks, stood, and walked away.
Cindy rose, looking around. Sure enough, Jerry was on top of Janet, pounding her pussy, her lean legs locked around his waist. Shiela was on top of Jack, riding his cock, while Linda squatted on his face, letting him eat her pussy. Both of them had their eyes closed, mouths open in expressions of ecstacy. Peter was standing in front of Linda, and she wrapped her hand around his cock, put the head to her mouth, began to suck him. Ashley turned around, still straddling Christy, and leaned down, bringing her lips to the blonde's pussy. The two women ate each other, moaning with pleasure.
Cindy stood, walked over to Craig, kissed him while Sara sucked his cock. Then she laid down, moving beneath Sara, sliding her head between Sara's legs, looking up at Dave's big cock sliding in and out of the Sara's pussy. She brought her lips up to Sara's clit, kissed it, heard Sara cry out in pleasure. She felt her legs being pushed back, felt Craig's cock slide into her wet cunt, felt Sara's soft hair brushing her clit. She licked Sara's clit quickly, bringing her to an orgasm immediately, Dave fucking her harder and faster while Craig began to power his cock into Cindy's cunt. Cindy felt her own orgasm building, and when Sara, gasping and moaning through her climax, bent down and flicked Cindy's clit with her tongue, Cindy came hard. She cried out, licking Sara's cunt furiously, feeling Dave's balls smacking against her forehead, feeling Craig's cock buried deep in her pussy. The men kept pounding the two women, driving them to orgasm again and again as Cindy and Sara licked and kissed one another's twats, each trying to bring the other to another orgasm first. Dave rammed his cock hard and deep into Sara, his body spasming as he orgasmed inside her, cumming with her. Cindy nuzzled her clit all the while, keeping Sara at her peak climax, until at last Dave pulled his swollen cock from her cunt, the wet rod sliding across Cindy's face and through her hair, leaving a trail of his and Sara's mixed juices on her. Cindy buried her mouth in Sara's mound, tongueing her deep, tasting Dave's cum, Sara's wetness. She orgasmed, Craig fucking her hard and fast as Sara moaned and rubbed her lips on Cindy's cunt. Cindy came again, feeling Craig take her deep and hard. He pulled out, and she heard him gasp and moan as he came, feeling his chism drip off of Sara's face, onto Cindy's twat. He drove his cock into her again, finishing his climax inside of her, bringing Cindy off one more time.
The sunlight was beginning to fade when Cindy opened her eyes. Sara rolled off her, and the two women sat up, kissing softly.
"That was so wild," Sara breathed as they kissed, their hands caressing each others' bodies.
All around them, the men were popping open beers, the women sitting in pairs or triplets, touching and kissing.
"Any doubts about what we should do next?" Jerry asked the other guys.
"None at all," Dave said.
"Ladies, time to take it inside," Peter announced.
"We all just did," giggled Ashley.
"Inside the house," Peter clarified.
Far more compliantly, all the women stood. They walked in a cluster, holding hands, touching one another, followed by the guys.
Once inside, they were directed to the living room. The carpet was soft and plush. The couches were inviting. But the guys sat on the couches and chairs, standing the seven nude women in the center of the room.
"You all seemed to enjoy one another outside," Jack said. "Time to enjoy each other inside."
Cindy smiled, knowing what they wanted. They wanted to watch. The women needed no convincing. Cindy was standing next to Sara. She turned, kissing the brunette passionately. They sank to the floor, along with the other women, their bodies coming together on the soft carpet. Their moans of pleasure filled the room. Cindy felt, all around her, soft, lean feminine bodies. Soft fingers touched her breasts and cunt. Moist lips kissed hers. She smelled, and tasted, their pussies as she felt her own cunt being probed, licked, kissed. They moved, writhed, and orgasmed together, all the while the guys watching, waiting for some silent signal before they joined the women on the floor. The orgy was just beginning.
They were headed out to a Labor Day cookout at the house of one of Janet's boyfriend's friends, out in Malvern, well outside of the Philadelphia. The traffic going out the Schulkyll Expressway was the usual nightmare, but Cindy ground through it, wondering how in the name of God anyone could put up with the rush hour commute around the city. She sighed for the thousandth time since moving to Philly a few months ago about the lousy traffic, and was happy again that she lived downtown, within walking distance of most everything she wanted.
Finally the traffic cleared and they sped along, finally making it out to Malvern, getting off 202 and winding through backroads at Janet's direction. An hour after leaving their apartment, they arrived at a beautiful stone house at the end of a cul-de-sac. A half dozen cars were lined up in the driveway. Cindy felt herself relax. It was just past noon, it was in the upper 80s, the sky was clear, and there was a pool and beer almost at hand.
She and Janet climbed out of the Maxima and walked up to the front door. A piece of paper taped to the door read, "Walk around back and grab a beer."
The two girls followed the directions and walked around the side of the house, through an open gate, and found themselves entering a large backyard. Ten people were already there. Janet's boyfriend, Craig, was manning the grill, beer in hand, talking with the owner of the house, a handsome thirty-something lawyer named Jack. A woman who looked to be in her mid to upper twenties, wearing a tight-fitting dress, with long blonde hair, stood next to Jack, also drinking. Four more people were lounging by the pool, and another three people were in the water, drinks at poolside.
Craig waved at Cindy and Janet, handed off the tongs to Jack, and came over to them. He gave Janet a kiss, then hugged Cindy and kissed her cheek.
"You guys find the place alright?" he asked.
"Directions were perfect," Janet said.
"Next set of directions," Cindy grinned. "Where's the beer?"
"I'll take you there myself," Jack laughed. He walked them around to the patio, where they said hi to Jack and got introduced to Christy, the blonde. Craig opened a cooler and brought out two beers for Cindy and Janet. They drank and talked with Jack and Christy for a few minutes, really starting to relax and enjoy the day.
Cindy wondered over to the pool and scanned the people. Of the four sitting out of the water, two were women, two were men. The men looked to be in their upper twenties or early thirties, the women a few years younger. Both women were wearing bikinis and looked good in them. One was a brunette, who Cindy was introduced to as Linda. The other was a red-head, named Ashley. The guys were both in swimming trunks, fit, one named Jerry, the other Pete. Two women were swimming in the pool, a blonde named Sara and a light skinned Indian woman named Sheila. The guy in the pool with them was named Dave.
"Getting wet today?" he asked Cindy.
She nodded, "You bet," put down her beer, and peeled off her dress. She felt the guys eyeing her body appreciatively as she slipped off her heels and walked to the edge of the pool. She dipped a toe in, and found the water to be warm. Adjusting her bikini, she jumped in, kicked back up to the surface, and pulled her hair back. She swam over to the edge of the pool and took a long pull of her beer.
She chatted with Sara, Sheila, and Dave, the four of them hanging out at the wall of the pool, or swimming lazily around. Dave had a very nice body, Cindy noticed, but so did Sara and Sheila. She saw no wedding rings anywhere. Apparently everyone there had some kind of connection to Jack, either through work or as a friend of a friend.
Jerry walked over to the patio, and returned with a dozen beers in a bucket of ice. Cindy finished hers and started another, keeping pace with everyone else. Jack came over to the pool with Christy, leaving Craig and Janet at the grill. Christy pulled her dress over her head, and Cindy stared appreciatively at the blonde's firm body in a blue thong bikini. Christy slid into the water, and Jack followed close behind her. They all kept drinking and laughing, and pretty soon Cindy felt a nice buzz settling in on her.
"Anyone for a game of basketball?" Jerry asked, carrying a floating basket and ball to the edge of the water. "Guys against girls."
"We can take you guys," said Sheila.
"We need a couple more guys," Jack said.
Jerry and Pete both jumped into the water, pairing up with Dave and Jack. Christy, Cindy, Sheila, and Sara clustered together. Linda and Ashley leaned forward in their chairs and rudely encouraged the girls to lay a beating on the guys.
Cindy had never played pool basketball before. She wasn't remotely talented at regular basketball, and trying to do it while swimming was exhausting. The guys were strong swimmers, and were quickly up 3 baskets to none. The girls clustered by the edge of the pool, Ashley slipping into the water with them.
"You guys have to cheat," she said.
"How?" asked Sara.
"We're hot chicks," grinned Ashley. "Use it."
"You wanna show us, coach?" Christy goaded her on.
Ashley laughed, finishing her beer. The rest of the girls took a moment to drink a little more, keeping the buzz going. Across the pool, the guys swam around, making catcalls and derogatory remarks about their game. Sara got out of the pool, letting Ashley take her place.
As the guys passed the ball around, suddenly Ashley darted under water. Dave, who had the ball, suddenly dropped it, reaching under water. After a moment of thrashing about, he and Ashley both appeared at the surface. Ashely tossed his swimming trunks out of the pool, scooped up the ball, and swam toward the basket. She tossed the ball in as Dave treaded water, unsure of what to do. Cindy took a moment to dip underwater and look. It was tough to see anything without goggles on, but he certainly appeared to have an impressive tool.
She surfaced and saw that Sara had captured Dave's swimming trunks.
"Hey, if you all want to play that way, we're game!" Jerry called.
"You have to catch us first," Christy teased. "Our ball."
The girls passed the ball around quickly, each one eager to get rid of it before one of the guys got to them, no one anxious to give an excuse to a guy to go after a bikini string. But Sheila, making a break for the basket, was caught from behind by Jerry, and after a quick struggle he came away without the ball, but with her bikini bottom in hand. Ashley scooped up the ball and made the basket, closing the score to 3-2. Sheila went after Jerry, but he lauched her bikini bottom out of the pool. Sara picked it up and refused to give it back.
"Fair's fair," she laughed at Sheila. Jerry ducked under water, swimming close by Sheila, enjoying the view underwater.
The girls took the ball again, Ashely passing to Sheila, who got rid of it right way, to Christy. Christy almost was caught by Jack, but she launched the ball back to Sheila, who tossed it straight to Cindy, despite Dave being right by her. Cindy caught the ball just as Dave caught her, and she felt the straps of her bikini top being tugged. She dropped the ball to try to hang onto her bikini. She felt Dave's hard cock press against her hip. The ball floated on the water next to them. Cindy reached down and grabbed Dave's cock, but he didn't let go of her bikini. Her top came off. She held it with one hand, he held it with the other, and they both went under as he grabbed at her bikini bottom. She let go of his cock to try to defend her bikini bottom, but only managed to catch the fabric as it came free of her body. Her bikini bottom in her left hand, her top in her right, she wrestled with Dave for control of them, forgetting about the ball. Then she felt her breath coming short, so she let go of her bikini and headed for the surface. She broke out of the water, taking a deep breath of air, and brushing her hair back. Jack had the ball, Christy close behind him, and Dave was breaking the surface on the far end of the pool, tossing Cindy's bikini out of the water.
She treaded water, completely nude, and turned to see Jack tossing the ball at the basket, Christy underwater beneath him, trying to distract him by pulling off his swimsuit. She got the swimsuit off and the ball clanged off the side of the rim. Ashely swam by and retrieved it, but Jerry was on top of her, and she launched the ball at the basket as he went after her bikini. She tied up the game at the cost of her bikini top
Ashley started the play again, tossing the ball to Cindy, who, being completely nude, didn't worry too much about being snared by a guy Dave manhandled her, going more for a feel of her breasts or ass than for the ball, and she passed to Christy, who looked to have an open shot. But then Christy disappeared underwater, leaving the ball on the surface. Dave retrieved it and put it in the bucket, and Christy and Pete surfaced. Pete tossed Christy's bikini out of the pool, top and bottom, and Sara happily collected them.
Jerry passed the ball to Pete, who passed quickly to Dave. Cindy grabbed Dave's waist, reached around him with both hands, her breasts pressed on his back, and gripped his cock. It was rock hard. She felt him twist around, his cock slipping from her hands, and then he was facing her. He dove underwater, hands on her hips, and Cindy suddenly felt his face press against her pussy. She felt his tongue push against her labia. Dave surfaced, bringing Cindy up with him, so she lay on her back in the water, her legs and hips breaking the surface, Dave's face between her thighs. She heard everyone around the pool call out at the sight. Dave released her, grinning as he treaded water away from her.
Cindy saw Christy swimming to the edge of the pool with Pete's swimming trunks. Ashley had just put the ball in the basket to tie it up, 4-4. Now Pete, Dave, Christy, and Cindy were nude, while Ashley was topless and Sheila was bottomless. Cindy felt Dave pushing up behind her in the water, his sliding between her thighs, rubbing against her as they treaded water. She felt flushed with desire.
"Hey, whadday guys say?" she asked, her voice heavy. "Next point wins...and winner takes all?"
"And by all you mean...?" asked Jerry, eyeing Sheila.
"Anything you want," Ashley said, grinning at Cindy.
Craig, who had come to watch the game in the pool with Janet, Sarah, and Linda, said, "Then I'm definitely getting in the game." He put down his beer and jumped into the pool.
"C'mon, girls, let's stack the odds," Ashley called. Janet winked at Cindy, stripped down to her bikini, and jumped in the pool. Linda and Sara, looking nervous, followed suit.
The girls had the ball. The guys swam in a kind of loose zone around the basket. Every time one of the girls passed the ball, a guy moved like a shark to intercept. The ball zipped around the pool, everybody suddenly swimming hard to win. Ashley attempted a shot, but it bounced off the rim and into Dave's hands. He passed it to Craig, who zipped it across the way to Jerry. Jerry tried a shot, missed, and Linda retrieved the ball, launching it out to Sheila. Sheila's pass was deflected by Jack, and Pete took the ball. He flipped it into Dave who tossed it into the basket.
Everyone shouted out at once, the girls moaning in dismay, the guys cheering.
The guys gathered at the side of the pool, in the water, looking at the women.
"Let's start with the swimsuits, ladies," Jerry laughed.
Still treading water, looking at each other, the girls started to strip down. Cindy watched, hanging onto the side of the pool, as Sheila, Ashley, Janet, Linda, and Sara slowly untied their bikini strings and let their swimsuits free in the water. When they were all done, they gathered at the edge of the pool, nervously awaiting the next request.
"I am so fucking hard right now," said Jack, getting laughter from the rest of the guys.
"I just want to savor the anticipation," said Pete, looking down the line of nude women in the water, their shoulders and the tops of their bare breasts bobbing into sight.
"All at once, or one at a time?" asked Dave.
"All at once," said Craig.
"All right, ladies, you heard him," said Dave. "Everyone out of the pool."
Cindy and the rest of the girls swam to the steps, walking up out of the pool, their bare bodies revealed to the guys as they climbed up.
"Come around this way," said Jack, waving them to the wall where the guys lurked.
Cindy in front, the seven women walked carefully around the edge of the pool. Cindy let her hands rest at her sides, her body completely revealed. Immediately behind her, Sara, despite her gorgeous body, walked with one hand over her tits, another over her pussy. Christy, Janet, and Ashley were as brazen as Cindy. Linda and Sheila were more shy, trying ridiculously to cover themselves.
The women lined up, standing over the guys.
"Shall we?" asked Jack.
The guys grunted in agreement. There was a flurry of activity in the water, and three swimsuits came floating to the surface. All the guys were nude as well.
"Ladies, please turn around," said Dave.
The girls did as they were told, turning their backs to the guys, their bare asses exposed. The guys whistled and moaned with pleasure at the sight of those seven asses lined up in front of them. Cindy felt a little thrill of pleasure. Next to her, Sara blushed.
"Don't look behind you," said Dave.
Cindy heard the sounds of water splashing behind her, then wet feet on the concrete deck. She felt a hard cockhead push against her bare ass. Cindy closed her eyes, wondering which guy it was. The cock felt like Dave's, but she wasn't sure. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Sara look over her shoulder and gasp, looking down at the cock behind Cindy. Jack's voice, right behind Cindy, said, "Don't look." Cindy heard a smack of a hand on an ass, and Sara jumped.
The cock pressed harder on Cindy's ass, and two hands touched her sides, moving around and cupping her breasts. She assumed it was Jack, wondered what Janet would think of this. Cindy looked down the line, saw the guys behind the women. Dave's hands were on Janet's tits, squeezing them. Janet seemed to be happy enough. Cindy felt a hand leave her breast, and suddenly she felt a sharp smack on her ass.
"Don't look."
She closed her eyes. The hand returned to her front, moved down, and she felt fingers on her clit, stroking it. She opened her eyes, looking down, enjoying the sight. As she looked up again, she saw that Sara now had someone behind her, hands exploring her sexy body. Sara's eyes were closed, but her mouth was open, and she was breathing heavily.
"Ladies, eyes closed, on your knees," said a voice that sounded like Jerry's.
Cindy complied. Linda began to protest, but Jack said from behind Cindy, "Hey, you all agreed, and you even had more players. Time to put up."
Cindy was tempted to look around, to see what the other girls were doing, but she didn't want to open her eyes. She heard guys moving around, talking in low voices. Suddenly she felt a hard cockhead brush against her lips. Cindy reached forward, finding the hot shaft with her hands, and she opened her mouth. She tasted the pre-cum on the cockhead, tasted the chlorine from the pool as she took the cock into her mouth. It was a long, wide cock, it felt strong in her hands. She stroked it, moving a hand to the balls, feeling them, hearing an appreciative groan from whoever owned that wonderful cock.
"Oh, she's good," said Jack. The man who Cindy was sucking moaned in agreement.
"Oh my GOD!" said Sheila.
"Eyes closed," said a voice, maybe Dave's. "Now you know what you have to do."
Cindy heard Sheila give a little squeak, but then a moment later she heard the sound of lips on cock, and Dave saying, "Yeah, Sheila, that's good."
Over the next few moments, there came more sounds of sucking, guys moaning as the girls sucked and licked their cocks. Cindy heard girls giggling.
"You like that?" asked Christy.
"Oh yeah," moaned a guy, Peter maybe.
"Trade you," said a guy near Cindy.
"Cool," said the man who's cock was in Cindy's mouth. Jerry, she thought.
She felt the cock move away from her, and a moment later another hard cock was brushing against her lips. Cindy smiled, took the meat in her hand, and began to suck him. He tasted a little different from Jerry, but quite good. She figured it was probably Craig, but there was no way to be sure without looking. And she wasn't going to do that.
"Oh, God, you are good," he moaned.
"I gotta cum," moaned Dave. A moment later he grunted. Cindy heard Shiela squeal in suprise.
"Excellent facial," laughed Jerry. Dave grunted again, eliciting a gasp from Sheila. Apparently he was still cumming.
"I'm not wasting my cum on your face," moaned the guy Cindy was sucking. He pulled his cock away from her, then moved around behind her. With gentle pressure on her shoulders, he bent Cindy over until she was on her hands and knees. She felt him pull her hips up, felt his cockhead push against her pussy. Cindy moaned as he slowly entered her, his big cock spreading her pussy lips, his head easing into her.
"Oh yeah!" gasped the guy, beginning to pump her cunt. Cindy felt her ecstacy build as his cock drove deeper into her, filling her, stimulating her to cum. She could feel the tingle course through her body.
"Great idea," laughed Jack.
"I'm not doing THAT!" cried Sara.
Cindy opened her eyes, watching Sara stand and walk over to the chairs, sitting down, her arms folded across her breasts. She was blushing, but her eyes were fixed on Cindy. Cindy licked her lips, loving the cock that was pushing deep into her, the strong hands on her hips. She let Sara see how good it felt, knowing that, despite her protests, Sara was turned on. The brunette didn't avert her gaze at all, absorbing every moment of Cindy's pleasure. Cindy opened her mouth, felt her orgasm break, and she came loudly, crying out with pleasure as the guy fucked her. She still hadn't turned around to see who it was, didn't really care. Whoever was fucking her was doing it well, and that was all that mattered. He buried his cock in her, pulling back on her hips, his pubic hair brushing against her ass, and she felt him shudder, felt his cum pump into her pussy. Cindy came with him, turning at last, looking over her shoulder to see Craig, his face twisted in ecstacy, his muscles tensed. Cindy gasped, moaned as he pumped her slowly, getting every drop of his sperm in her cunt.
She looked over, saw Christy now next to her, turning, laying on her back, spreading her long legs. Dave was on his hands and knees between her thighs, dipping his mouth down to her pink pussy lips. She gasped with her soft southern accent as he kissed her twat, ran his tongue up to her clit, flicked it. Christy ran her hands through his red hair, her large breast firm, nipples erect.
"Fuck me," she moaned.
Cindy slid off Craig's cock, watching as Dave moved up Christy's body, kissing her breasts, her mouth. Christy reached down between her legs, gripping his cock, guiding the head to her pussy. He slid his big cock into her, causing her to arch her back, her nails digging into his shoulders. He stroked his cock into her, slowly and confidently, until all of his long shaft disappeared into her cunt, and his red pubic hair pushed against her blonde tuft.
Further down the line, Cindy saw Janet and Linda sharing Jerry's cock, both licking and kissing it in turn. Jack now had Sheila all to himself, and he was behind her, ramming her pussy hard and fast, causing the petite Indian girl to cry out with pleasure, her tits bouncing with his thrusts, her dark hair falling over her cum slathered face. Last in line, Ashley was on top of Peter, his cock in her mouth while his lips worked on her pussy. Sara sat on the chair and watched, still nude, one hand covering her breasts, but the other working steadily on her pussy. If she didn't want to be part of the orgy, she sure enjoyed watching.
Craig laid Cindy down next to Christy, spreading her legs, and he began to fuck her again, in the exact way Dave was fucking Christy. The two women cried out together, their shoulders touching. Cindy laid her arm on Christy's stomach, lid her finger's down to Christy's clit, felt Dave's big cock, slick with Christy's juices, sliding in and out. Christy gasped with pleasure as Cindy touched her, and Cindy felt Christy's fingers on her, finding her clit, sending an electric thrill through her body at the soft touch. The guys pumped them harder. Cindy pressed her leg against Christy's. She orgasmed, heard Christy orgasming at the same time. She wanted to kiss the blonde, but there was no way she could with Craig on top of her, ramming his cock into her. The guys fucked them right through orgasm after orgasm, keeping the two women gasping for breath.
"Switch?" Dave asked.
Craig slid his cock out of Cindy, moved around Dave, and then Dave took his place between Cindy's legs, easing his cock, still wet with Christy's juices, into Cindy. Cindy cried out with pleasure, just as Christy did the same. Cindy looked over, saw Craig pumping hard into Christy. She rubbed Christy's clit, was rewarded by Christy gasping and then moving her fingers quickly over Cindy's clit. In moments Cindy was orgasming again, her back arching, her body bucking with each thrust of Dave's hard cock. Between the big cock deep in her and Christy's light touch on her, Cindy hit powerful orgasms again and again. Then Dave pushed deep, his cock rammed to the hilt in her, and he came. Cindy came with him, hearing Christy cumming next to her. She and Dave moved together, in complete ecstacy.
Dave pulled out as her orgasm subsided, and Cindy turned to find Christy lying next to her, rubbing her own clit. Craig was gone. Cindy looked around, saw him with Sara, pulling her off the chair. Sara was giving in to him, her lust overcoming her, wanting to be part of the fucking. Dave joined them, and Sara knelt down, know with two cocks in front of her. She placed a hand on each, kissed them both, let the guys know that she wanted it all. Cindy rolled over, pressing her body against Christy's, and to her surprise she found Christy ready for her, the blonde's soft lips pressing against her own. She felt Christy's hand on her breast, fingers brushing her nipple, and then those same fingers moving down, exporing Cindy's twat. Cindy touched Christy's tongue with her own, ran her fingers down to Christy's clit, found it erect, wet, and hot. Cindy rubbed it softly, felt Christy moan as they kissed. Their bodies pressed close together as they touched.
Cindy eased down Christy's body, kissing her firm breasts, her flat abs, finally finding her pussy, flicking her tongue over Christy's clit. She slid two fingers into Christy's wet, pink pussy, heard the blonde gasp, felt Christy's hands moving through her hair. She felt hard hands on her hips, turned to see Peter behind her, his hard cock aimed at her ass. Cindy returned her attention to Christy's cunt, eating and fingering her, even as she felt that hard cock press against her sphincter. Peter pushed into her, spreading her ass open with his wet cockhead. Cindy cried out, pressing her lips against Christy's cunt, ramming her fingers deeper into the blonde, hearing Christy gasp with pleasure. Peter drove deep into Cindy, filling her ass with his rod, until his pubic hair pushed against her. Cindy took his cock in, gasping for air, trying to lick and kiss Christy's clit even as Peter began to pump in and out of her. She felt Christy writhing beneath her, knew the blonde was close to cumming, and she licked her faster, pumping her fingers into her. Christy came for her, gripping Cindy's hair, holding her face down to that sweet pussy while Peter pulled her hips back, smacking his pelvis into Cindy's buttocks, his cock buried to the hilt in her tight ass.
Cindy looked up, saw a firm ass settling down over Christy's mouth, saw Ashley's red hair above her. Ashley squatted down over Christy, her feet on the pool deck. Christy brought her mouth up to Ashley's pussy, kissed it softly, began to lick it, her hands moving up Ashley's slim body. Near them, Sara was on her knees, Dave behind her, cock pumping into her pussy, her lips and hand on Craig's cock. Christy heard Janet's high pitched squeals of delight, knew someone was fucking her hard and well. She heard other female voices, Sheila and Linda, crying out, moaning with pleasure. Peter pumped her harder and faster, gripping her hips tighter, and suddenly he pulled out of her ass and his cum splattered across her back. She heard him moaning, one hand off her hips, squeezing the cum out of his cock. He wiped his cum on her buttocks, stood, and walked away.
Cindy rose, looking around. Sure enough, Jerry was on top of Janet, pounding her pussy, her lean legs locked around his waist. Shiela was on top of Jack, riding his cock, while Linda squatted on his face, letting him eat her pussy. Both of them had their eyes closed, mouths open in expressions of ecstacy. Peter was standing in front of Linda, and she wrapped her hand around his cock, put the head to her mouth, began to suck him. Ashley turned around, still straddling Christy, and leaned down, bringing her lips to the blonde's pussy. The two women ate each other, moaning with pleasure.
Cindy stood, walked over to Craig, kissed him while Sara sucked his cock. Then she laid down, moving beneath Sara, sliding her head between Sara's legs, looking up at Dave's big cock sliding in and out of the Sara's pussy. She brought her lips up to Sara's clit, kissed it, heard Sara cry out in pleasure. She felt her legs being pushed back, felt Craig's cock slide into her wet cunt, felt Sara's soft hair brushing her clit. She licked Sara's clit quickly, bringing her to an orgasm immediately, Dave fucking her harder and faster while Craig began to power his cock into Cindy's cunt. Cindy felt her own orgasm building, and when Sara, gasping and moaning through her climax, bent down and flicked Cindy's clit with her tongue, Cindy came hard. She cried out, licking Sara's cunt furiously, feeling Dave's balls smacking against her forehead, feeling Craig's cock buried deep in her pussy. The men kept pounding the two women, driving them to orgasm again and again as Cindy and Sara licked and kissed one another's twats, each trying to bring the other to another orgasm first. Dave rammed his cock hard and deep into Sara, his body spasming as he orgasmed inside her, cumming with her. Cindy nuzzled her clit all the while, keeping Sara at her peak climax, until at last Dave pulled his swollen cock from her cunt, the wet rod sliding across Cindy's face and through her hair, leaving a trail of his and Sara's mixed juices on her. Cindy buried her mouth in Sara's mound, tongueing her deep, tasting Dave's cum, Sara's wetness. She orgasmed, Craig fucking her hard and fast as Sara moaned and rubbed her lips on Cindy's cunt. Cindy came again, feeling Craig take her deep and hard. He pulled out, and she heard him gasp and moan as he came, feeling his chism drip off of Sara's face, onto Cindy's twat. He drove his cock into her again, finishing his climax inside of her, bringing Cindy off one more time.
The sunlight was beginning to fade when Cindy opened her eyes. Sara rolled off her, and the two women sat up, kissing softly.
"That was so wild," Sara breathed as they kissed, their hands caressing each others' bodies.
All around them, the men were popping open beers, the women sitting in pairs or triplets, touching and kissing.
"Any doubts about what we should do next?" Jerry asked the other guys.
"None at all," Dave said.
"Ladies, time to take it inside," Peter announced.
"We all just did," giggled Ashley.
"Inside the house," Peter clarified.
Far more compliantly, all the women stood. They walked in a cluster, holding hands, touching one another, followed by the guys.
Once inside, they were directed to the living room. The carpet was soft and plush. The couches were inviting. But the guys sat on the couches and chairs, standing the seven nude women in the center of the room.
"You all seemed to enjoy one another outside," Jack said. "Time to enjoy each other inside."
Cindy smiled, knowing what they wanted. They wanted to watch. The women needed no convincing. Cindy was standing next to Sara. She turned, kissing the brunette passionately. They sank to the floor, along with the other women, their bodies coming together on the soft carpet. Their moans of pleasure filled the room. Cindy felt, all around her, soft, lean feminine bodies. Soft fingers touched her breasts and cunt. Moist lips kissed hers. She smelled, and tasted, their pussies as she felt her own cunt being probed, licked, kissed. They moved, writhed, and orgasmed together, all the while the guys watching, waiting for some silent signal before they joined the women on the floor. The orgy was just beginning.