In The Sac

"I'm not helpless."

"Nor innocent, I'll wager," Bob remarked with a snicker.

With encouragement from the martini, Kim couldn't help but smirk. "Well, you may have me there."

"Not really where I want you," he retorted.

But before she could follow up on that one, Laura returned, taking the other barstool. She paid no attention to Bob now rubbing is penis against Kim's knees.

Kim was about to finally comment on the older man's blatant activity when she happened to glance over to Chuck and Mary. They were sitting on an outdoor sofa, very close, talking, and Chuck's hand was resting on her shoulder, his fingertips rubbing her upper breast. This behavior was most inappropriate. Mary now started to remove her top, to Kim's shock, but only to reveal a bikini underneath. Her shorts followed quickly, the tiny garment showing off a perfect body. Chuck followed suit, and within seconds, they were both in the pool.

When Kim turned her attention back to the bar, Bob, still pressed against her, was handing her a martini. Not expecting it, some of the drink spilled on her bare legs. Before she could reach for a napkin, to her further surprise, although at this point in time she shouldn't have been, Bob had backed his cock away from her knees, but only to bend over and lick the liquid from her legs. She should have been annoyed, but it actually tickled more than anything and all she could do was giggle, and that caused her to involuntarily spread her legs. That was the wrong action to take because Bob's tongue slid up her thigh like it was on rails. She reacted by closing her legs and squeezing his head out.

Kim quickly slid off of the barstool. "Excuse me. I need to get cleaned up," she said as she headed back inside in search of a bathroom.

* * *

Not really having to use the restroom, but just to use it as an excuse, Derek had visited the one near the front door. On his way out, he headed back toward the patio when he heard sounds from the kitchen. Not really wanting to face the people at the bar so soon, he headed for the noise. The closer he got, he realized he was hearing moaning from the kitchen, so he approached cautiously. Peeking in before entering, he saw Erica bent over the counter, her breasts pressed against the counter top and spilling out of the side of her bikini top, her arms spread out above and beside her head. Will was behind her massaging her back, his crotch pressed firmly into her bikini-clad ass.

What the hell was it with these people? This was more than friendly neighbors.

They hadn't heard him, so he backed away quietly and turned once again for the patio. When he reached a point where he could see out, but not be seen from outside, he halted abruptly in his tracks. What he saw was like an abrupt kick in the balls. There was Bob with his head buried between Kim's legs while Laura excitedly looked on. A mixture of emotions ran through his befuddled mind, but not the least of which was arousal, and he almost couldn't believe that was one of them. So mesmerized was he by the incredible sexual show he was watching that when Kim dropped off of the stool and headed inside, Derek trotted down a hallway, finding a different bathroom in which to seek refuge. He entered quietly and closed the door. What was going on here? Their neighbors, it seems, were sex fiends! Was there something in the water? It had even spread to Kim. She'd never given any indication she wanted to have sex with someone else!

Although, he really couldn't criticize. After all, he had let Tammy seduce him. What a great fuck she had been. Still, Derek knew it was because he was a horny bastard to begin with. He did have his little porno nights when Kim was . . . was she really going to girl's night out?

Derek shook his head to clear it. He had to talk to Kim about this . . . about what she had . . . a vision of it flashed through his mind. Damn, that had been erotic! Seeing his wife worked on by an older man with a woman watching. What was wrong with him? What was he thinking?

He left the bathroom noiselessly to go in search of his wife. When he stepped out, he heard moaning—no, more like purring—coming from the master bedroom. He thought he recognized that sound from his tryst with Tammy. Tiptoeing toward it, the door was ajar so he peeked in.

Tammy was also in a skimpy bikini, laying on the bed on her stomach, legs together, her arms hanging over the edge of the mattress. Dave was straddling her ass, his dick obviously nestled against her shapely behind. He couldn't help but watch the erotic scene as Dave slowly and steadily massaged her back. Tammy looked up and saw him standing there, but before he could react, she used her forefinger to signal him to enter. At first surprised by the invitation, he then quickly recalled Greg saying that they enjoyed threesomes, so it was obvious what she wanted and where this might lead.

Derek forced himself to step away to continue his mission to find his wife. However, when he heard Tammy purr again, he stopped, but not where she could see him. The problem was, he remembered his night with her, and that made him recall Lisa at the bar, and Will and Erica in the kitchen, and suddenly, his erection felt like it was going to rip right through his pants. Further complicating his mind was the notion that he would have loved to have allowed Lisa to really grab his dick like she wanted, and he could envision himself instead of Will wedged against Erica in the kitchen, and without a doubt, he would love to be the one in there on top of Tammy.

From his position in the hallway, he was facing toward the den and was brought back to reality by Kim walking by. She looked incredibly hot in her tight top and short skirt. He wanted to rush her and take her right on one of the sofas, but he knew his thinking was clouded and influenced by the sexual tension in the air. He did go after her, but only to follow her into the front bathroom.

Kim sucked in her breath in fear as someone suddenly opened the bathroom door as she was removing her wet skirt, but instantly breathed her relief upon seeing that it was Derek.

"Do you know what's going on here?" he asked urgently.

"What do you mean?" she countered with a frown.

"I think our neighbors are sex fiends. This isn't a party, it's going to turn into an orgy! All this talk about everyone in the sac knowing each other so well and being so friendly and close . . . hell, they don't get together and barbecue, they gather to play with each other's spouse! Lisa was trying to grab my dick at the bar. Will is in the kitchen practically screwing Erica, while her husband is in their bedroom almost fucking Tammy. And then, out on the patio at the bar, Bob, Laura, Greg and—" At that moment, Derek happened to glance down to see the huge wet spot on his wife's shirt and skirt.

Kim knew what he was looking at and removed her shirt. "You saw." Her eyes started to water. "I'm sorry, honey, Bob spilled my drink on me and before I knew it he had—"

But mindful of his infidelity with Tammy, and his eyes widening at the sight of his beautiful wife looking incredible in a bikini skimpier than anything the other women were wearing, he merely said, "We'll talk about that later. The question is, what do we do now?"

"What are you suggesting?"

"I don't know. Do you want to leave?"

"Is that what you want?" Strangely, Kim did not, and she was rather surprised that Derek did. She knew about his little porn evenings when she went out with the girls. He wasn't that clever about hiding it as he thought he was. She had never said anything about it to him because it wasn't hurting anything. Besides, she had her nights out, that was his. It was better than him going out drinking with the guys. No telling what kind of trouble he could get in doing that.

"Well, I'm afraid if we do, the neighbors could take offense to it. I wouldn't want them to ostracize us," Derek said.

"Besides," Kim noted, "other than that, they're all really nice people. Plus, I would have thought you would enjoy seeing all this promiscuous activity. It's almost like being in the center of one of your porno movies."

"What are you talking about?" Did she really know?

"Come on, Derek, you're a guy. Don't tell me you don't like to look at porn."

Avoiding an admission, he asked, "So, you're saying we should stay?"

"We could just play it by ear," Kim suggested. "If it gets out of hand or if we get too uncomfortable, then we can leave. I'm not to the point of being uncomfortable yet, so I wouldn't think you are. Are you?"

"No, I was just trying to protect you. I didn't think you cared for this kind of blatant sexual activity."

"I didn't think I did, either." She shrugged. "I can't explain it. There's something arousing about it."

"I'm surprised," Derek said honestly, "because you've never shown any interest in watching porn, and you always seemed to be annoyed when a conversation or something becomes too sexual. And yet, there you were letting a virtual stranger—"

"I didn't let him," she said defensively. "I don't know why he did that." Then she glanced down at the bulge in his pants and the wet spot forming where the head of his cock was. "And by the looks of it, you're not immune either."

"I'd be lying if I said it was not arousing." Derek definitely wanted to stay and he was sensing now that Kim did also. But he didn't want to sound eager. "Well, okay," he said sounding hesitant, "you tell me when you want to leave." As he was about to open the bathroom door, he added, "By the way, you are smoking in that bikini."

Her face lit up. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

They thought they were going to head back out to the patio where the majority of their new friends were, but imagine their surprise when they stepped out of the bathroom and into the den, and there, seated and standing around the room were all of the neighbors in the sac quietly waiting for them. Derek and Kim stopped short, never in their lives feeling so on display.

"Come on in and sit down, you two," Lisa said in her most welcoming voice. "Let's all get to know each other."

But the new neighbors were too stunned to move. Derek did have the presence of mind to notice that Erica was sitting on top of the bar that connected to the kitchen, still only in her bikini, which he now noticed was nearly as revealing as Kim's. Standing very closely next to her was Will, his shirt off, but pants still on; almost exactly as Derek had seen them earlier.

"We know you've seen some things here that you might be wondering about," Lisa went on. She was still completely dressed.

Sitting on a stool close to Erica and Will was Bob, still dressed, his feet firmly planted on the rung, legs spread with Laura leaning back against him. She was down to her bikini also. She was also wearing Bob's hand around her abdomen, his fingers toying with her belly button. Sitting on the sofa, now dry were Chuck and Mary, her hard nipples looking like they would poke right through the material of her bikini top, matching his cock looking to do the same out of his swim trunks. He was cupping his balls while she would occasionally stroke his pole through his pants. Greg was on the other side of Mary, clothes on, also sporting a bulge that she would fondle with her other hand. There were two love seats on either side of the sofa. The one nearest Kim and Derek was apparently the one they were supposed to take. On the other were Dave and Tammy.

Had Lisa summoned them to come as they were?

"The purpose of today," Lisa continued, " was, of course, to welcome you into the neighborhood, but also to hopefully welcome you into our lives. You've heard us say we're all very good friends and extremely close, and I think with what you've seen so far and as you look around this room now, you can see the context in which we mean that." Lisa extended her hand to the vacant love seat. "Please sit down."

They finally did, still too stunned to speak.

Dave got up to put some music on.

"It all started a few years ago," Lisa resumed. "We all met at various times during the construction of our homes. We would see each other out here and we became friendly, so that by the time we all moved in, we were already the best of neighbors. We all hit it off, we all liked each other, and it made the experience of our new homes that much more pleasant. We started getting together every few weeks, going out to dinner, going to someone's house, whatever, and just having a grand old time.

Kim was doing her best to pay attention, but with Will rubbing Erica's thigh, and Bob playing with Laura, and Mary stroking both Chuck and Greg, and Tammy touching her own nipples, it was difficult. She was tempted to start playing with her own pussy, but she resisted. A sidelong glance at the growing wet spot on her husband's pants told her that he was having the same problem.

Now adding to their dilemma, Tammy slowly stood and started a sensual dance to the music, rubbing her hands up and down her breasts and abdomen.

Derek couldn't help but watch as Bob's hands gradually made their way up to Laura's top and fondled her breasts. She casually let her bottom sway to the beat against his cock. Derek felt another gush of pre-cum ooze out of his own dick.

Still standing at this point, Lisa sat down on the edge of the love seat between Derek and Kim. Somewhat surprised that she would divide them, they nonetheless squirmed over to give her room. She then placed a hand high up on each of their legs to help herself slide back. But she never did remove her hands. Seeing that she'd lost her audience, Lisa whispered, "Well, we'll finish the story later."

Erica slid off the bar, dancing over to Tammy. Will followed, and the three moved together and against one another in a very suggestive manner.

There were chuckles all around as the others all stopped playing with one another for a moment.

The scene was now becoming interesting enough that both Derek and Kim were watching intensively, so much so, that they did not object when Lisa's hands slowly made their way up to the couple's crotches. She kept her finger work light, gently smearing their wet spots around.

Laura and Bob now went over to join in the dancing, he removing his shirt and swinging it above his head. At one point, he held it stretched out in his hands as though pretending to catch Tammy's ball-shaped tits, which looked like they were about to bounce out of her top at any second.

When Derek saw Lisa lift the finger that had been playing in his wet spot to her mouth, and then do the same with the finger from Kim's, he thought he might shoot a load in his pants, and while he did not, he did feel more ooze from his cock go to freshen the moistened circle on his pants. He glanced at his wife, who returned a look of amazement, and he thought, lust, over Lisa's actions.

Derek further realized he was seeing a side of his wife he had never seen before, and quite likely, one she never knew existed. Perhaps she was coming out of the shell he always thought she had been in. Either that or a monster was being created.

In response to Bob's actions, Tammy grabbed her breasts, holding them as though to prevent Bob from catching them. Her hands then went down to her crotch where she rubbed her pussy through her swimsuit, then back up underneath her top pushing her top off of her boobs, but covering them with her hands. She flashed her tits to everyone before recovering them with her top.

Things were escalating now as Mary stood and grabbed both Chuck and Greg by the waistband of their pants, pulling them up also. When the two men reached standing positions, her hands slid down over their cocks, rubbing until wet spots appeared.

The group dancing had managed to come together as Dave joined them. Tammy grabbed Laura's head and pulled it to her breasts. As it was encumbered by her swimsuit bra, Laura promptly removed it and flung it at Greg. With Tammy's tits now bouncing around wildly, Laura latched on to them, sucking her neighbor's nipples. The two then turned back to back, ass to ass gyrating back and forth and side to side in unison.

With Mary in the middle, Chuck and Greg on either side with their arms around her, the threesome launched into a chorus line type dance kicking their legs out like the Rockettes.

Will and Erica's dancing was becoming more seductive. They managed to move with their foreheads and noses touching, until she straightened up and dragged her breasts all over his chest. He then turned her around where she rubbed her ass against his crotch. He responded by cupping her buttocks in his hands, allowing most of his fingers to snake their way into her bikini bottom. He attempted to pull it down but she stopped him. He then endeavored to unclasp her top, and she halted that by dancing away from him.

Obviously knowing what was coming, Lisa became more aggressive, stroking Derek's cock through his pants, massaging his scrotum, sliding a finger between Kim's labia. But this ongoing erotic movement on the floor was getting so juicy, Lisa was just doing for the new couple what they had been dying to do for themselves, so they made no attempt to stop her.

Now, all nine of the others were dancing together, and it was turning into a contest to see who could move in to paw Tammy's tits, as she was still the only female that was topless.

With all the laughter and huffing and puffing that all of this foot work was creating, Greg quietly made his way toward the bar to mix a pitcher of some fruity, tropical looking concoction. As the music ended and was replaced by the sounds of glasses clinking from the bar, the others all collapsed on the sofa and love seat. Bob, Tammy and Erica grabbed the latter, while Chuck, Dave and Will took the couch. And to Derek's surprise, although by now he shouldn't have been, Laura sat on Will's lap, while Mary plopped down on Chuck. Greg served everyone drinks, including Derek, Lisa and Kim.

While they sipped their drinks, the group laughed and joked with each other about how clumsy this one or that one was, and other pokes of fun.

While listening, Lisa was now easing Derek's zipper down, and already had a finger under the leg band of Kim's bikini. But the new neighbors, while aware of what the older woman was doing, were more focused on Mary sliding back and forth on Chuck's leg, obviously rubbing her pussy against his thigh, while Will's hand was making its way into the waste band of Laura's bikini bottom. And possibly topping both of those, Tammy and Erica had engaged in a passionate kiss. The former had her arm around the latter's waste, her hand inside Erica's bikini bottom, her middle finger sliding up and down the other woman's ass crack. Erica's hands were kneading Tammy's breasts.

Mary had slid over from Chuck's thigh and was now dragging the crack of her ass along his raging boner while he held onto her tits to keep her in place. She reached over to grasp Dave's hard-on through his pants. On the other end, Will's hand was now deep inside Laura's bikini bottom, and with her legs spread, there was no doubt he was stroking her pussy lips.

Not to be left out, while Tammy and Erica were still swapping spit, with the former turned to face the latter, Bob twisted and molded himself to Tammy, and with one palm, grabbed a handful of her boob while his other undid his pants enough to worm his hand down to stroke his cock.

Turning in Chuck's lap, now sitting sideways, Mary pressed her lips to his. He played with her breast nearest him while Dave turned toward her back and reached around to fondle her other boob.

His bartender's duties complete, Greg wanted in. He gently pulled Erica away from his wife, who was immediately attended to by Bob. Now standing, Greg smothered Erica with kisses to her lips, down her neck and the portion of her breasts not covered by her bikini. She rolled her head around in enjoyment as his hands latched on to her tits.