Rick And Gabi Visit My Pool

I've already introduced you to Rick and his live-in girlfriend, Gabi. I was at their house one afternoon, and we had our own little private orgy that involved everyone doing everyone else in every way possible.

Let me rephrase; All our holes were plugged in some way by the others. Exquisite sex. Mind blowing. Mind changing, too... (See "My Buddies Cock")

I invited them over a couple of weeks later, to visit my place, jump in the pool. Throw some burgers on the grill, smoke cigars or something, and drinks. A simple visit. It was during the week, so we knocked off after lunch, just to hang out. We're both in advertising, but he had to drag his laptop to the patio, working the phone, and got camped out to watch her get nekked and in the pool. Allow me to translate: Nude is without clothes, and artistic. Naked is what you are getting out of the shower. Nekked is you without clothes and up to something. Skinny dipping, sex on the beach, etc. Rick said he was expecting a real show, and I had no idea she was such an exhibitionist.

She's got 34B's... no bra needed, and gets around with a t-shirt, shorts and flip flops. She walked straight thru the house, and shucked everything in seconds, and was in the pool. In her mid-30's, still in lean shape. Rick had told me of her serious approach to sport fucking. When he was out of town, she would hit different bars and find someone to feed her drinks and she would then fuck the night away, then managed to drag herself home before sun-up. It also worked when they went to several of the lifestyle clubs here in central Florida. That didn't sound either normal or healthy in a relationship, but it worked for them, so who am I to complain?

She got a vodka with tonic and a twist, plastic cup, his beer was cracked, and since he was working, I doffed my shorts and shirt and took the plunge. Grabbing a raft, I enjoyed the sunshine, chatting and floating. I think we both nodded off, and Rick shouted "Cannonball" and proceeded to land right between our rafts, flipping us both over, spilling a perfectly good warm, flat beer, and a few ice cubes with a lime twist on the other.

That woke us up. I scrambled to get a new round of drinks and made sure that Gabi got something extra. Walking back to poolside, drinks passed out, and the normal pool conversation of how warm the water was, how nice it feels without a swimsuit, where summer vacations will be, etc.

were all nude, the water and air were just perfect. And Rick moved towards Gabi for a full-on embrace and kiss in the shallow end, the kind where you put your drink on the side, so you don't spill it. He motioned for me to come over and get in the clinch, and I did to one side, his arm wrapping around me, then hers, as they pulled me in for a kiss. It was nice, it was different. A little "haven't shaved" scratch on your face, and an entirely new tongue down your throat. And then her, and him again, and both at the same time and BOTH tongues reaching for my throat. I reached down to grab asses-again, a different feeling, and their hands came around to do mine. One finger found my ass, and went digging, but I was distracted elsewhere and tried to match their groping. And another hand tugging on my cock. Must have been a five-minute kiss. Luxurious.

Rick said "time for "chicken fights" but that presented a problem. We needed a fourth person. As we pulled away, Gabi stood in front of me "lift me up" she said, and I turned around. "Keep turning" she added, and then jumped up so her crotch was in my face, and then she started rubbing her clit against my chin and nose. The pool water taste was quickly replaced with her flavoring. They started grappling, pushing and pulling each way, and I'm clueless, with my face buried deep in her crotch, almost breathing out of my ears. Then Rick started pulling me into the shallow end, using one arm, and his other hand on my cock. He went after my junk in an effort to pull us down in the water, and I got what I think was a thumb in my previously lubed ass, and al this while I couldn't see a damn thing!

Gabi had started getting woozy, and the reason was the valium I slipped in her drink. She gave out after a few licks from me, and I slid her onto a poolside cushion. Rick told me earlier that he thought it would be a great idea for a little private time between two guys, and we could wake her up later on with a little double penetration.

Rick had used other medication and had taken advantage of the 100 mg Viagra I handed him with his beer and his almost 9 inches was now at full staff.

Now, I don't consider myself full-on bi. Well, I was waaaay out of practice, it had been years before our first hook-up a few weeks earlier. The opportunity just hadn't presented itself, and their invitation to a drunken orgy a month or two ago was an eye-opener. I didn't know he liked guys. I didn't know he had all that amazing cock, and they would sport fuck 2-3 times a day. Rick will just drop what he was doing, stand her up against the wall, or bend her over the dining room table, or maybe in bed. They were relentless. The several times I had dropped by their house, it just smelled like fucking. Hell, she was a squirter, and I sat in a wet spot on the sofa more than once.

He had enough incentive for me to sit on the edge of the pool and started slathering his tongue over my cock and balls. I was better prepared to enjoy that view. And yes, if you were ever wondering, guys DO give better blow jobs and better oral than women do.

My compliments were in incomplete sentences "Damn, that feels good" "oh, man, you got that right", "Suck it all, geeze, that IS all". Completely swallowing my cock, pulling away, and cramming my balls into his mouth.

While my 7 inches was standing proud he said, "switch with me". I asked, "You know I'm out of practice, right?"

He said, "Just do what you can do, we can work with the rest."

And I headed in. We all know our own cocks, intimately. Every bump and vein and curve. Someone else's cock is an entirely new chapter. And you almost don't know where to begin. His 9 inches was solid, you could drive nails with it or hang a wet bath towel on it. Okay, head in mouth, taste the chlorine, swirl my tongue around. Grab the shaft, sloppy all around, start a slow jerking rhythm. More tongue. Fingers wet, grab and fondle his massive balls, repeat, long, slow wet licks all around.

He coached "Take your time, no hurry, a little more squeeze" As I started bobbing my head, I thought it was a baseball bat being crammed down my throat. He added a hand to the back of my head, to get a little deeper, but then I was having trouble breathing, and broke off coughing.

"Nice work...pretty good without practice" Rick said. "Let's see if you remember being a bottom!"

I rolled on to the same poolside mat with Gabi, and he had grabbed the lube I left with the suntan lotion. No SPF there, just slickness. And the usual, one finger, then two, a little suck on my cock, more in and out and more lube. Now three fingers, and a good rhythm. And he repositioned, and I knew what was coming. He eased his cock in. And yes, it hurt. Nothing that size had ever entered my ass, especially with that warm feeling. That's a solid 9 inches, is easily 7 inches around. The head didn't fit my mouth, and now he wanted in, ALL the way in. I was breathing hard, grunting, waiting for the pleasure to kick in. I wanted to like it, to really try something new, what millions of people do every day. I grabbed the small bottle of poppers I had poolside and took a couple of hits. It helped.

And with no warning at all, he was in. The head popped through my now stretched sphincter, and I felt that pleasure everyone writes about. And without notice, he plunged all the way in. No resistance. Just slick strokes. Bouncing off my prostate, and I was so excited, I started having a long, slow, squirting out-of-control orgasm. Everything in my balls was draining over my stomach. He swiped his fingers through the puddle of pre-cum and cum and stuck them in my mouth. Salty, as usual. That hadn't changed since I started masturbating about 5th grade.

Now I was moaning in pleasure in every deep stroke, with incoherent sentences and mumbles expressing my happiness. My last sexual barrier was down (So I thought at the time).

He was catching his breath to say "Damn, you're tight, you ARE really a virgin!" and a few minutes later, "here you go!" and he exploded. I shoot three times when I come. He passed that number very quickly and I could feel a spasm in his cock with every in-stroke, and lost count after seven. He started to roll off, I put my legs down, and I sorta passed out.

Sexual bliss? More like sexual stupor. I was sweating, my chest and groin covered in my own cum and sweat, and both of us with lube across the crotch, and huge grins that hurt my face. I continued to be passed out.

Given a few minutes, I stirred, and he was licking my stomach of all the cum, the thick white, and all the pre-cum that had leaked out, and whatever else spouted from my cock in the middle of all the pleasure.

First time feeling? "What is all this stuff in my ass?" you think. No one talks about that. You know it's cum. You don't know what to do. I stood up, managed to take about three steps before I broke wind-as they say politely-but it wasn't wind. It was cum and air and lube and more cum, and it spouted out of my wide-open ass and started running down my legs. Huge relief, instead of trying to hold it in. I headed for a pile of towels, wiped down, tossed the towel and jumped in the pool. Making sure the water-soluble lube really was.

Rick did likewise, and we had an extended kiss. One that says "Thanks" and enforces the idea that this intimacy will be repeated. We caught our breath, opened another beer, and then went over to bang Gabi from unconscious to orgasm. Until now, only three of us knew about this...