Pool Party Pole

My name is David, and my wife's name is Cindy. We both work at the same small bank branch located at the entrance of one of the largest subdivisions in our area, where Cindy is a secretary, and I am a loan officer.

Let me say, since we met some ten years ago, we have always had a great sex life. Cindy is built for speed in bed, and can't get enough my cock. She is five-foot-eight-inches tall, 135 pounds, and her 36D-28-38 measurements show off the most gorgeous round ass walking this planet. I stand five-foot-eleven, a decent 185 pounds-- no bodybuilder frame like you read in online stories, I'm all natural. Could I be in better shape? Couldn't we all?

Cindy and I love our time at home. We cook outside, practically living in the pool, and we are always nude. Well, sometimes, Cindy wears a tiny thong bikini or a small pair of thong panties, but that's usually the most she wears. I, on the other hand, am nude from the time I get home from work'til I have to leave the house for any reason.

Sundays were our relax-and-float-around-the-pool days.

One Sunday, about one in the afternoon, Cindy was floating around, nude, in the pool, enjoying her margarita, and I was leaning against the edge, sipping my favorite whisky sour, when my cell phone rang.

A buddy of mine was at our locked driveway gate, saying he had the car project we were supposed to start this week, on his trailer. He needed to drop it off early because his dad needed his trailer for something. I told him that I'd be right there and hung up. I told Cindy the situation and she just waved and kept floating. I didn't think she heard me clearly, but waved me off nonetheless, leading me to think she had heard me.

I threw on a pair of shorts that were just inside the back door, jumped on the ATV and drove to the gate.

Richard was a college buddy that I'd known for about seventeen years, and he knew about our clothes-free lifestyle.

When I got to the gate, he joked with me about being so dressed up on my day off. I told him that I had been nude, but thought I might need a little cover on since I didn't know if he was alone or not. He followed me to the house, and backed the trailer up to the barn, where we unloaded the project. I invited him up to the house to wash his hands off before he left.

Our kitchen was situated so that it looked out to the back yard, where the pool was, and Richard went to that sink to wash his hands. While he was washing his hands, he looked out the window and saw Cindy who had just gotten off her floatie and exited the pool to refill her empty margarita glass. What she didn't realize was that just inside the kitchen was Richard, not me, staring at her wet, naked body walking up to the back door. Her taut breasts bounced lightly as she walked up to the door and opened it, not expecting anyone other than me to be in the house at that time.

When Cindy walked in, she froze, as Richard looked at her and his eyes immediately went wide as he scanned her wet body. She covered her erect nipples and hairless cunt with her hands, still holding an empty margarita glass.

"Hey Richard!" she gasped, as she shot a cold look my way. "I didn't know anyone was here." Staring at me, but smiling, she looked back at Richard.

"Hey Cindy, sorry for the surprise. I was just dropping off the car project a little early. Didn't David tell you that I called earlier from the front gate?"

"He may have, I had my earbuds on while I was in the pool," she said, as she walked past him to the fridge, grinning at me. She opened the fridge and got the pitcher out and refilled her glass, uncovered and standing within reach of both me and Richard.

"You know you're still nude," Richard added, as he looked over her body again.

"Yes I do, and you've seen me, so what's the point in covering up now? You know we are nudists, why hide it."

Richard was what I would call a gymrat. From the time we first met, he had always worked out at least three times a week. He was very fit and his body was bodybuilder quality. I'd seen him nude several times over the years, and I could confirm, he was hung. I'd say, soft, he was probably six inches, and hard, he was probably ten or eleven inches long and very thick. I, myself, would be a solid eight inches hard, but nowhere as thick as Richard.

As he stood talking to Cindy and looking her over, I noticed he was getting hard. His cock was 'growing'down his right pants leg.

Cindy asked Richard if he wanted to take a swim while he was here. It was hot outside and the margaritas were flowing.

Richard said, "I would, but I don't have a swimsuit to wear."

And before anyone could think, Cindy said,laughing, "You don't need a suit, remember where you are?"

Richard hesitated for a minute, then agreed to stay and swim for a while. We all three went out to the pool, as Cindy led us. Her ass was rhythmically swaying as she walked; my cock grew with every step, as I followed, with Richard right behind her.

When we reached the table and chairs, I dropped my shorts and my hard cock swung around like a loose tree branch. Richard was hesitant for a second, then took off his shirt, shoes and lastly, his shorts. When he stood back up, his semi-hard cock was hanging at about nine inches, and already thicker than mine.

Cindy's eyes were glued to his cock, and stated,"God, that's a nice cock!"

Richard looked down, then back up at Cindy."Thanks!" Then, he pulled down on it with his hand,making it longer.

Cindy bit her bottom lip, and sort of squirmed; she and I knowing this was her first sign of arousal.

"I need to get wet," she said, as she walked over to the pool steps and entered the pool.

I poured Richard a double whisky sour, and also refilled mine. Cindy's margarita was new, so she needed nothing right then. She didn't get back on her floatie when we went in the pool, but instead,chose to linger close to Richard and me, as we sat on the middle step of the pool.

While we talked about the car, I noticed Cindy kept staring at Richard's cock. I saw from the corner of my eye that she had slowly been moving closer and closer towards us; enough that each of her breasts were then touching one of Richard's knees,as well as one of mine. She was holding her margarita in the hand closest to me, and her other hand sort of floated between Richard's knees.

At one point, she set her margarita glass on my thigh, then I noticed her 'floating hand' had made contact with Richard's cock. He never flinched as we talked about the car, and Cindy never appeared to not be listening to our conversation.

Richard's cock was then being slowly stroked by Cindy, just under the water as we talked, and Cindy was breathing heavier and her nipples were hard,as she slowly stroked Richard. At one point, Richard stopped talking and just closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

Cindy looked at me, as if to ask for permission to do what she was already doing and possibly more. I winked at her and gave a small smile, and with that, she lifted Richard up by his hard cock and sat him on the pool edge. She wasted no time moving between his legs and taking his cock in her mouth. Her hand continued to stroke his large cock, as her mouth assaulted Richard's cock head. Richard leaned back as if to give total control to Cindy's expert cocksucking skills.

While this was happening right in front of me, I had moved up to the pool edge and started stroking myself. This must have let Cindy know that I was really okay with it because she started trying to deepthroat Richard, but could only get about half of his cock down her throat. She let his cock go, stood up, and Richard's huge cock slapped his stomach.

Cindy maneuvered around so her then-wet cunt was directly over Richard's mouth. She lowered her cunt onto his mouth and took his cock back in hers. In this position, she tilted her head back and slid his cock right down her throat without gagging. I was impressed with that one-slide swallow. Richard wasted no time eating her soaking-wet cunt, then let out a low groan as his cock disappeared into my wife's throat. I almost came when she did this, so I stopped stroking myself.

After several more deepthroats of Richard's cock,Cindy pulled his cock out of her mouth, sat up on his face, then moved herself down his body so that her soaking-wet cunt was sliding up and down the shaft of his cock, as it rested against his stomach. Cindy was facing away from Richard, and he had his hands on her hips, helping her slide up and down his shaft. Each time Cindy slid to the bulbous head of Richard's massive cock, she would thrust her hips forward as if she was lining up to have his cock enter her.

On one slide over his cock head, Cindy arched her back so that she was placing her cunt lips on the head of Richard's cock. She paused, then pushed herself so that his cock head entered just her wet lips.

Richard let out a long, "Uuugghh."

Then he pushed on Cindy's ass so as to impale her more on his monster cock. Cindy propped herself up on Richard's thighs and pushed against him,which allowed more of his cock to enter her.

Cindy paused for a moment, to allow her cunt to swallow this monster cock, then pushed again so she could take more of it. After several pauses and pushes, she finally had all of his monster cock inside of her. All she could do, at this point, was to open her mouth wide, and take short breaths, her eyes rolling back in her head.

She would raise herself almost completely off of Richard before dropping herself back down, impaling herself on his large cock. This went on for five-or-so minutes before I saw Richard tensing up and releasing his massive load deeply into Cindy, places my cock has never been.

At that very moment, I, too, shot my load toward the direction of these two new lovers. One rope fell across Richard's stomach and Cindy's ass, the rest falling onto the pool deck.

Without taking Richard's massive cock out of her, Cindy rotated her body so that she was then facing Richard, leaned down, and the two kissed passionately. I felt a pang of jealousy, something I'd never felt before, but not at a level that I would ever say anything.

Once the two settled down from this first-time connection, Cindy raised up and Richard's semi-hard cock slipped out of her dripping cunt, and plopped onto his stomach with a wet splat. Cindy moved down and licked his cock clean, and before she could finish, he was regaining his hardness. Once he was clean, Cindy got up and went inside to get another margarita.

Richard looked over at me, and said, "David, man, I don't know what to say. I hope you aren't upset with what just happened. You are my friend, and I'd never do anything to cause you problems."

I told him, "Hey, there was no problem, except for the fact that I can't compare with your hog." We got a good laugh out of that.

Then, Richard said he had to get going and really hoped we were still cool. I confirmed we were, and even invited him over this week, anytime, to swim or to work on the car, but that I had to work late almost every day.

Cindy had come back out by then, and told Richard, "I'll be here every day if you wanna come out? You can work, and swim, or just swim, I'm sure I'll be around somewhere, especially in the pool. Be sure to bring the same swimsuit you wore today." Then she giggled, as she looked down at his semi-hard cock.

They hugged and kissed, then we hugged before Richard put his clothes back on.

As he was leaving, Cindy gave him a gate key. She must have gotten it for him when she went inside earlier. She pecked him on the lips again, and slapped his ass as he turned to walk to his truck.

"Later, stud!" she said, as he walked away, then turned to me and gave me a very passionate kiss.

I could taste Richard's semen in her mouth, it wasn't too bad, less salty than mine. I'd tasted it in Cindy's mouth before, was how I knew.

As the day drew to a close, we cleaned up the pool area and went inside. We ended the day in bed after having wild 'second sex', which was very slick and neither of us lasted long. We fell asleep after talking about the day and the week to come. I assured Cindy I was okay if she hooked up with Richard again, but that she had to tell me everything if I was not around to see it. She promised she would. With a smile, we both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

I woke up the next morning feeling content and satisfied. Cindy was already out of bed and outside cleaning the pool. I kissed her goodbye and wished her a good day.

"You know it babe, have a great day, yourself!"

I couldn't wait to return home that evening to get a daily report of Cindy's day.