Our New House

"No sense wasting time," Brenda said as her hand gently encircled my now rather complete erection. As she moved her hand slowly up and down, I couldn't help but look across at Kirsten who was obviously doing the same with Ryan, and from the look on her face, I think she was enjoying it. But she was talking to him as well and he was answering. Not wanting Brenda to get too far ahead of me, I slid my hand across her belly and over her bare mons. She grabbed my hand and held it from going any further.

"This is fine," she said softly. I want to find out something about you and your wife since we're neighbors," all the while slowly stroking my cock under the water. "You'll probably get your chance soon enough, okay?" She paused for a moment and I took a good look at her, only the far-away light from the swimming pool giving us any illumination here in the hot tub. She had thoughtfully raised up slightly and her very pointed tits were nicely silhouetted by the light, the nipples now clearly visible and I guessed, very hard. I carefully reached over and held one for just a moment. "They get a little bigger if you suck on them," she said, thrusting them toward me. It was all I could do to stop myself from actually doing that. Her hand was still working under the water, very slowly, and it wasn't likely to cause any spectacular results, just a very pleasant feeling as we talked.

Even in the very dim light, the freckles on her face were very prominent, and very fascinating. There were a few on her neck and shoulders but they seemed to stop there for some reason. Up close, it was even more evident that the areola was the same color as the rest of the skin on her breasts with the nipple being a much darker red making them very prominent. And this kind of hid the fact that she had very pleasant puffy nipples, much like Kirsten's. And, of course, there was that beautiful reddish-auburn hair that fell well below her shoulders. Along with the big, dimpled smile, she was a very delicious looking lady. Add that to the fact that she was very nicely massaging my erect penis, and it made for a very delightful hot tub experience.

"Looks like your wife is having a very nice conversation with Ryan," she said quietly. Of course, Kirsten and Ryan were only four or five feet from us, so you had to speak softly if you didn't want to be overheard. Looking over, though, I had to agree. Her head was close to Ryan's and she seemed to be talking to him but her hand stayed under the water and I think she was enjoying what she was feeling under there.

However, I think it was getting obvious to everyone that our hot tub was just a little too small for eight people, despite that fact that everyone was enjoying being very close and touching the others.

"How about a swimming pool break?" I suggested, and got several different looks, not the least of which came from Kirsten. No one seemed to have a better suggestion so everyone began to stand up and, fairly quickly, all eight were out of the tub and headed toward the pool. With no way to change it, all four males had very prominent erections as they walked along, each with the lady he had been with in the hot tub. Since the only house that could see the pool was ours, and the pool couldn't be seen from any street or sidewalk, we felt fairly comfortable with walking to the pool. Of course, the buzz we all had from the wine probably made us even more unconcerned about that sort of thing.

But that same buzz seemed to bring out the imp of mischief, particularly in the men as soon, there was squealing and slapping and laughing as the four ladies were poked and tickled and squeezed and otherwise harassed all the way to the pool where they just jumped into the water in self-defense. I did enjoy giving Brenda a few smacks on the butt which she seemed to enjoy and a couple of squeezes on those very firm tits as well. Finally, we were all in the water and laughing and the pairs had temporarily separated and I ended up beside Kirsten.

"How's the redhead, as good as when we watched?" She elbowed my ribs.

"She's just getting started so I'll let you know for sure later. I noticed you seem to be enjoying Ryan. Should I be worried?" I gave her an evil smile.

"Jury's still out but this is a new one for me. That's quite a device he has there."

"Oh, by-the-way," I said quietly into her ear. "Brenda asked for my cell number so she could text us when the next window show might take place." Kirsten's head swiveled and I got a wide-eyed look. "She also thought we should maybe trade viewings a little." Now her mouth fell open. A few seconds of just that look and then a shrug of her shoulders.

"Who knows?" she said, smiling, as she sloshed away toward Ryan. This neighborhood thing could get very interesting, I decided.

Then the chief instigator/organizer spoke up in a loud voice, that being, of course, Rhonda. "Time for some chicken fights," she called and pushed Brian down in the water so she could climb on his shoulders. Caleb was right there with her and ducked so that Valerie could climb on his shoulders. With Rhonda the much taller woman and Caleb the much taller man, the two teams were about the same size. Brenda looked at me and shrugged, chicken fights obvious not being her favorite pastime but she was reluctantly soon on my shoulders. I knew that Kirsten would be a good sport about it and be right in the middle of things but anything athletic was not her strong point. She was good and fit so I knew she'd do well.

The fighting, as it was, started and Brenda was quickly in the water followed not too long afterward by Kirsten. Usual chicken fighting has the added benefit for the guys of an occasional bikini being dislodged in the combat. Tonight, that wasn't an issue. The two ladies climbed back up but we then just watched. I had no way of knowing that both Rhonda and Valerie were extremely competitive and were going at each other almost with a vengeance. The men were doing a good job of keeping their balance as the two ladies tussled with each other. Soon hair was being pulled, breasts were being shoved and slapped as each tried to gain the advantage. Finally, Valerie was off Caleb's shoulders and in the water, but was back on his shoulders faster than you could blink and ready to go again. She grabbed Kirsten and fairly threw her off Ryan's shoulders while Rhonda headed for Brenda and I. That was a quick battle and then the two were at it again. This time Valerie used a strategic hair pull and boob push to dislodge the tall blond, much to her frustration and chagrin.

This time Brenda and Kirsten just stayed in the water and let the two Amazon women fight it out. Another epic battle ensued until each of them grabbed the other which quickly unbalanced the men and all four were laughing and splashing. A high five between them and Rhonda was speaking again.

"Reverse chicken fight," she called and everyone looked puzzled. "Think about it," she said, casting a wry smile toward all of us. Slowly the bulbs began to light in everyone's head. "I'll demonstrate," she said, taking hold of Brian's shoulders and turning him to face her. She said something quietly to him and we could see him grasp his hands in front of him. Rhonda put her foot in his hands and stepped up as he lifted her and she swung first one leg and then the other over his shoulder so that his face was effectively buried in her light blond muff. "Sometimes it's called blind man's chicken fight," she added as she wrapped her long legs around his body so that her feet were against his stomach. She also held on tightly to his head. "Everybody up," she called.

We all started obeying her "everybody up" command but it wasn't as easy as it at first seemed. There were splashes and women slipped off and splashes as men fell over. I did notice that Valerie had no trouble getting up on Caleb but I suspected, since Rhonda seemed to know what to do, that he had played this game before too. She was no sooner up than her eyes went open wide and she grabbed onto his head. I think Caleb had already started the more interesting part of blind man's chicken fighting. Brenda was working to get on my shoulders and she was a couple of the female splashes as we weren't having all that much success. Finally, I just grabbed her ass and held her in place when she swung a leg over my shoulder and we were finally there. My face was not buried in her muff of course as she was totally smooth. The alignment was not perfect but, good enough for all intents and purposes. I gave a couple of quick licks as best I could and she grabbed my head.

"To hell with chicken fighting," she said, loud enough for most to hear.

I had no idea if Kirsten had gotten situated or not but she told me later she had, before I did, and Ryan went to work right away on her and she quickly lost all interest in chicken fighting. She finally got him to stop long enough so she could see what the others were doing. Rhonda and Valerie actually looked like they wanted to fight but were having a terrible time. Rhonda kept trying to arch herself backward but couldn't or she'd lose her balance and Valerie was doubled over Caleb's head. Kirsten said that just before Ryan began ignoring her requests and got his tongue going again, she saw Valerie obviously jerking and moaning through an orgasm. That didn't surprise me at all. Caleb knows what he's doing when it comes to that kind of thing.

Brenda finally gasped to me, "There's got to be a better way of doing this."

"Guide me toward the edge of the pool." She talked me over and, as luck would have it, we were in chest deep water. Her legs hit the side of the pool and she was able to just slide off my shoulders onto the edge. My face hardly moved from where it had been but now, she was able to spread her legs and allow me full access.

My hands separated her cleft and my tongue probed, up and down and then in, as far as it would go to her groaned out moan. My tongue had sex with her for long seconds, then went a little north to a pink and now very inflamed nub that was begging for attention. My tongue flicked back and forth and her body moved with each flick. Then my lips took over, sucking it in as hard as I could to a deep groan from her as she grabbed hold of my hair. She twisted my head up so I was looking at her face, all those freckles, the pale green eyes half closed, the red hair wet and awry. She licked her lips and pushed my head back down and I took up where I'd left off, only more so. In just a short time I heard her gasp out, "Oh fuck," and she pulled my face even tighter against herself and began to shake. It lasted for long seconds, fast little jerks, almost like she was vibrating. Slowly she released my head.

"Trade you places," she smiled at me, and slid off the edge into the water. As I looked around, she took hold of my very stiff cock, which kind of encouraged me. All the other people seemed totally occupied and I could see that Ryan was sitting on the steps in the shallow end and Kirsten's head was bobbing up and down. So, I boosted myself up and was quickly glad that I did. Brenda was no amateur at this, at least in experience, I quickly found. A few hand pumps and her mouth had me, and very quickly had all of me and her tongue was licking my balls. Her eyes rolled up at me as she held me totally submerged and swallowed. Slowly she slid off, her tongue working all the time, and then back down. Her hands were around on my butt and she was pulling me toward her and, in my near-orgasmic stupor, I realized what she wanted. She backed off and waited. I slowly thrust my hips forward as far as I could without going in the water myself. It was a very unique sensation as I pulled back and then forward again, bumping her face against her pubs. I stayed there for long seconds and her eyes rolled up to look at me again. Then out and in again -- I was fucking her mouth and that's exactly what she wanted. Her one hand came up and gently cradled my balls and I began to get that feeling right where she was holding and it quickly exploded as I couldn't hold back any longer as she took it all the way in and I began jerking and spewing out hot cum to her gentle gag or two. When I finally stopped, she looked at me as I slid out of her mouth which she opened to show me what I'd done, then quickly swallowed.

"What's next?" she said simply.

I was having trouble catching my breath but I finally stammered out, "I'm not in charge and I'm not sure who is although Rhonda is doing a pretty good job so far."

"Last I looked she was doing a pretty good job on Brian too," she said, glancing over her shoulder. Right now, they were just standing there talking. "Should I be nervous about that? You seem to know her."

I have to admit that I got a huge smile on my face as a few memories flooded back. "I say it a lot but, she's pretty spectacular isn't she. But, no worries. She just has fun."

"I hope Brian is just having fun."

"I'm sure he is that."

"From the look on your face and all the talk about Belize, I assume you're speaking from experience."

I nodded and with that felt her grab hold of my less than full erection.

"MY, my," she said, smiling. "I see I have work to do." And with that her breasts began rubbing against my chest as well.

In just a few minutes it was clear that everyone was just standing around talking, having finished whatever it was that they had been doing. I saw Kirsten sidle over to Valerie and they were joined by Rhonda, Brenda and I being at the deep end of the pool were too far away to be included. They seemed to be discussing things when Kirsten turned around and spoke to everyone.

"Just like summer camp," she said. "Free time -- do whatever you'd like for the next hour. Then we'll meet back here at the pool for another glass of wine." She looked at me and winked.

Brenda reached up and nibbled my ear. "Do whatever you'd like, huh. What would you like?"

"What would YOU like?" I countered.

"Well, the swimming pool isn't the best place for what I'd like." She had begun stroking me in earnest under the water.

The other three couples seemed to be headed toward our house so I had an idea.

"Like a little privacy?" I asked.

"Whatever," she replied as she led me toward the shallow end and the steps. "Your leash is kind of short here so we can't get too far apart."

"Adam and Jenny's house is open. We could go in there."

"Ours is open too, how about going over there. Besides, I have something I'd like to show you."

I wasn't sure what she might want to show me but I was all for seeing it, whatever it was. She did let loose of the short leash as we walked, and took my hand instead. We looked like any normal couple, out for an evening stroll, totally naked and with a very prominent hard on. Rather than cutting across the back yard to her house, she insisted on going around the house and through the front yards where the headlights from any car would make us very visible and very exposed. She seemed to like the chance of being seen naked. I had already seen that so I guess it didn't surprise me. Of course, I couldn't help but wonder what was going to go on in our house.

She took me inside and switched on the light, obviously totally unconcerned about being seen through the windows. I just tried to keep my back toward the front windows so if someone looked in, they'd just think it was Brian running around naked. Their house was kind of multilevel with the master bedroom, where Kirsten and I had observed them, on the middle level. She walked me to the window where we had seen them.

"Now, come here." I quickly obeyed. "There's the window where you and Kirsten were the other night. If we want to trade views, you obviously can't be up there. But, look over here," and she gestured to the left and down. "That huge picture window will be perfect for watching. You have the whole living room there to chase or do whatever you'd like to do."

"I'm still not sure that Kirsten is going to go for this. At 'normal' times she's a lot less uninhibited than she is now."

"You can feed her some wine, ply her with tales about how sexy she is and how sexy it will be to have sex in their living room, about how Jenny and Adam will never know. And, I might talk to her as well." And evil little smile came my way. "We should be able to work something out. Plus, if you two spy on us again, we can use the 'you really owe us' plan. That should work." She giggled. "Too bad Brian doesn't look like Ryan. That might help convince her too." Of course, that comment brought some pictures to my mind, imagined pictures of what might be, pictures of Kirsten with Ryan and, surprisingly, I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I guess it really didn't matter.

But Brenda sure did seem to know all about this sort of thing, like it wasn't the first time they had done it or thought about it. I really couldn't take my eyes off her as she talked, though. She was totally fascinating. If you looked at her very closely, her shoulders and arms were also freckled, but so faintly that they were easily missed. The rest of her pale body was creamy and smooth, with no freckles or other blemishes. Her breasts may not have been perfect cones, but they were so very, very close that it didn't matter. And those dark red nipples, so much in contrast to the rest of her skin, certainly held your eye.

"Let's go back by the pool," she suddenly said. "No one will be there now and we'll have the whole place to ourselves to do whatever we want." She walked straight toward me her eyes boring into mine. She quickly reached down and took hold of me. "Your leash is kind of short again but let's get over to the pool and see if we can fix that." I was sure it would be fixed before we got to the pool.

Out the door and through the front yards again, only this time there was a car coming. I was able to duck around the corner of the house before it got to us although, if the driver were looking, they could see they were being mooned. It was a little awkward walking along with her holding onto my now increasing erection, but I had to admit it was enjoyable. I put my arm around behind her, reaching clear around and squeezing her breast farthest away from me. For doing that I got a couple of pumps on my cock that was yearning for something more.

When we got to the backyard, I went inside the pool fence and drained my wine glass which was still there where I'd left it. When I turned around Brenda was laying in the grass, rolling over and over and giggling. When I got to her she sat up, grabbed my cock and had it quickly in her mouth for just a few seconds and was then on all fours in front of me without saying another word. In the well-lighted area adjacent to the pool, her pale back and ass were littered with grass clippings. I carefully brushed them off her ass cheeks to a gentle murmur from her. Something in my brain whirred and with those creamy butt cheeks right there, I gave one of them a smack which rang out very loud in the quiet night air. Expecting a "stop that" or an "ouch, that hurt", I got instead a quiet, "Oh shit," and an arching of her back that thrust her ass higher up toward me.

I smacked again, a little harder this time with no response. A third smack resounded and I was beginning to like the sound. She was rocking back and forth now, waiting for the next smack which I obligingly gave to a slight gasp this time.

"That's four, well taken," I said, surprising myself. "Now for a little reward." I reached between her now well-spread legs and messaged gently on her clit for a few seconds. "Ready for more," I whispered softly, leaning forward.

"Yessss," came a very soft reply and there were four more loud smacks that broke the silence.

Now when I looked at her cheeks, they were no longer that pale milky color but a very nice shade of pink. Another few seconds of reward and then another four smacks.