During our dating life my husband and I hung out with our friends a lot. We often went to lakes and camping and frequently got naked, I think we liked to think of ourselves as nudists. But anyway, we were both pretty used to being naked around other people. Our escapades never turned into sexual encounters, just good ole fashion nudity. After we got married we moved away from our friends to start a new life in another state.
One day we were invited to go to a pool party at a couple's house, a couple whom we had recently met. When we arrived, we found we didn't know any of the people attending. There were young people, ages twenty to twenty-five, some in their thirties and even some middle aged people in their forties. There we probable about thirty-five people there.
As we walked in, we were introduced by the party host, Barb was her name, to people of different ages. Everyone was very pleasant. It appeared as though they had been there for a while, as some were already in their bathing suits relaxing in and out of the pool and perhaps were a little bit intoxicated.
The backyard and pool were absolutely picturesque. Around the pool flower beds with flowering foliage, the pool was magnificent with a huge waterfall and the interior had blue pebbles giving it a lagoon type of appearance.
It wasn't very long after we arrived and were just getting settled into the atmosphere and vibe of our surroundings, a number of the party quests were loosening up more than just being in a party gathering, they were losing their inhibitions as well. As the drinks keep flowing, and there was no shortage of them, many guests, to our surprise, started removing their bathing suits. Before we knew it almost everyone was naked in and out of the pool. It was like they took a cue from each other that the time had come to get naked.
We weren't shocked or anything, just a bit surprised. We had been around nudity plenty of times before, we just didn't expect it in this situation. What did surprise us though was as time progressed, several people began sitting in very suggestive and erotic positions and it was obvious some were getting pretty aroused.
We began to feel a little like prudes so in an effort not to look like prudes, we removed our suits as well. Fortunately it was a nice warm day and the sunshine felt very pleasant. I was also relieved to see that some of the other women sported a bush and that I wasn't the only one. That may have made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
I must admit, as I watched people at the party begin to engage in sexual activity, I was getting quite aroused. I could plainly see, as I'm sure everyone could, that my husband was enjoying the sights.
Bruce and Barb, the party hosts, came over to see if we were enjoying the party. He was a burly kind of guy, about six foot or a little more, a little stocky but not fat, with a good size cock. As they approached Bruce's cock was fully erect pointing skyward, pretty thick with a large shovel type head. Barb had an awesome figure, slightly plump, huge breasts, neatly trimmed pussy with sexy meaty labia protruding between her legs.
They were concerned that all of the activity was making us feel uncomfortable, and that it probably wasn't what we expected. They assured us that they were fond of us and considered us as good friends and really wanted us to come. Of course it was a little difficult for me to concentrate on what was being said with Bruce's fully erect cock two feet from my face. They were unsure if they had explained what kind of party it was we may not have come. Not looking up at her but instead looking directly at Bruce's cock, as it seemed closer than ever, I lied and told her not at all, we had been to parties like theirs before where we used to live.
As she went on about not offending us, all I could think about was leaning forward and kissing the big head of Bruce's cock. But as much as I wanted to and I think he was hoping that I would, take into my mouth, I thought it inappropriate at the time.
Barb was happy that we were okay with everything and that it wouldn't ruin our friendship. I told her bravely with a smile that on the contrary I thought it would to bring us closer together. I wasn't kidding, I was so horny with Bruce standing there with his cock so close to my face, it was all I could do not to take him into my mouth and give him an awesome blow job. Finally some other party guests called them away.
Several other people came over and sat next to us striking up conversation. One guy who was very well and I mean very well endowed came over and introduced himself. His name was Jason. I felt a little embarrassed because while he was introducing himself I couldn't take my eyes off of his semi erect cock. It was the largest real cock I'd ever seen and there he stood with it right in front of my face. I could even see the huge veins in it. It was probably nine or even as much as ten inches. I had seen some on the internet like it but OMG wow, in person wow. I immediately began fantasizing about how it would feel to fucked by that monster.
Looking up at him from my chair, I introduced myself and my husband. After some polite conversation, he asked us if we wanted to join in the fun. I thought to myself, oh my god would I ever, especially if it involved him, but feeling a bit self-conscious, I told him maybe a bit later. Besides I didn't know how my husband would feel about it watching his wife being fucked by a giant horse cock. He just sat there without saying much of anything. I guess he was a bit intimidated by Jason. He's also a little bit of an introvert.
Jason understood it being our first time around the people there and everything but he really hoped we would join in because he would really like to get to know me a lot better. With that comment, his semi-erection became a bit larger and I had become a lot wetter. As he walked away I was aching for release. My clit had become so swollen that as I leaned forward to talk to my husband it rubbed against the seat of the chair and I came, my legs convulsing and my juices flowing out all over the seat of the chair. If I stood up anytime soon, everyone would see what a mess I made of the chair. My husband though was totally oblivious, of course.