This is the third and concluding part of my story. Please read parts one and two first.
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"Hi, guys. I was so looking forward to us getting together. Jim is out by the pool getting the grill going. Come on in."
"Nice place," my wife Jill responded.
"Thanks. It actually belongs to Jim's parents. An investment. No way we could afford it, you know, with California house prices. Jim, John and Jill are here." She led us through the great room and to the patio.
"Hi. I'm just getting the charcoal going. Just take another minute and I'll fix some drinks."
"Nice pool," I observed.
"My parents added it after they bought the place about ten years ago. Also did the patio area. We like to spend time out here. You did bring suits, didn't you?"
"Oh, Jim, I forgot to tell them. Maybe we have something they can use."
We sipped our margaritas while the charcoal burned down. Two more margaritas after dinner and I wasn't feeling much pain. Jill was giggling at some of Bobby's high school stories, a sure sign that she was getting halfway looped.
"How about trying out the pool," Bobby suggested. "Jim, go see if you have an extra swim suit. I'll check for something for Jill."
Jim returned. "All I have is this older suit. I should have thrown it away years ago. Too small. But it's all I have. John, you want to try it on? You can use the cabana over there."
I came out of the cabana. The suit barely fit, tighter than trunks should be.
"Well, honey, you don't leave much to the imagination," Jill said with a laugh. "Come over here."
The trunks had a noticeable bulge. "Showing off, aren't you. Well, I guess if Bobby and Jim don't mind, I don't either."
Bobby held out a small bikini. "I threw out all my old stuff, planning to buy new. I just have this one bikini. Why don't you see if it fits you, Jill?"
Jill came out of the cabana, holding a towel in front. "Bobby, this is the skimpiest bikini I have ever worn. Do you actually wear it?"
"Just around here. The guys like it."
"I expect so. What do you think, John?"
The top barely covered her nipples, the triangle at her crotch was teeny tiny. Good thing she shaves her pussy.
"You look ravishing, Jill. Don't you think so, Jim?"
"God, yes. Sorry, I can't stop staring."
"That's the only suit I have so I'm just going to wear panties," Bobby declared.
She peeled off her clothes and stood before us, virtually naked, just panties. I stared at two perfect breasts.
"Jim, you are one lucky guy," I finally managed to say. Nice boobs, nice slender body.
"Enough gawking, I'm getting into the pool." Bobby made a clean dive into the deep end. "Come on in, the water's perfect."
Jill and I made equally nice dives. Jim walked in from the shallow end. We horsed around for a few minutes.
"I need a drink. You want to get it, honey?" Jim held up his empty glass.
"Sure, same thing? Anyone else?" She pulled herself up onto the pool edge. Her panties were totally transparent from the water. I couldn't help but stare at her pussy.
"Honey, those panties aren't doing much," Jim cautioned her. She looked down to see her pussy lips clearly defined through the wet material.
"You're right. Bad idea." She bent over and pulled them off. She twirled around, displaying her nearly perfect body. "You guys have already seen everything I got. Do you like my shaved pussy? That's new. Guys would always complain about loose hairs."
Jim laughed. "If you haven't already noticed, Bobby is a bit of an exhibitionist. At most of our pool parties everyone is nude. We all know each other very well."
"What Jim is saying," Bobby added as she fixed drinks, "is that we have sex with some of our close friends. We are hoping that you guys might be interested."
Jill and I looked at each other.
"Well, we, that is to say ..."
Jill interrupted. "Until the reunion it had been, what, six years since we last saw each other. I'm curious why you would think we would want to participate. Was it something we said?"
"Not really, just a feeling I got when I told you about that fraternity party. You took it in stride. I'm so sorry if I misread the situation. Please forgive us."
"Nothing to forgive, Bobby. John and I thought that might be why you invited us. We wondered how you would steer the conversation. We are very adventuresome and have shared our bed with others. Just weeks ago we attended a sex party. We are ready to have some fun with you guys."
Jill removed the borrowed bikini and stood nude before her friends. "I agree, Bobby, bare pussy is better. OK, guys, your turn," she commanded.
Jim and I looked at each other and pulled down our trunks. Half-hard cocks sprung out.
"Two big cocks for two horny girls. Bobby, can I try out your man?"
"Be my guest. I like what your husband has between his legs."
Over the next hour Jim and I fucked both women.
"I think they did pretty good, don't you, Bobby?"
"Not bad at all. My pussy's full."
"Mine too. John, come over here. You know what I want you to do."
Jill bent her knees and spread them, opening her engorged pussy. I knelt down and licked the dripping cum. The first would have been mine since I fucked her after Jim. As she pushed more out I tasted a subtle difference, his cum.
Bobby and Jim watched open-mouthed as I slurped away at my wife's pussy. "Jim, would you do that to me? That is so bad. I want your tongue. Please."
"Sorry, honey. I tried tasting my cum one time. Never again."
"Damn it, if he can do it, you can too."
"That's OK, Bobby, I'll loan you John after he finishes with me. He likes to eat pussy."
I brought Jill to a rousing climax with my tongue. "Now do her, honey."
I scooted between Bobby's legs and used my tongue and mouth to clean her up. She mashed my face to her pussy as she came, squirting a new burst of juice into my mouth.
"God, that was great. No one has ever eaten me out after sex. Where did you ever learn to do that?"
"I had a really good teacher when I was younger."
"He is good, isn't he? Sometimes he will eat my pussy, then fuck me. Then eat me again and then a second fuck. I cum as many as four times. I think he's fantastic."
