Our New House

A quiet voice said, "Don't you have a better reward than that? I've been very good."

I probed gently with a finger, she was fairly dripping wet and that leash, which she had so carefully brought to life thrust inside that very wet and very warm canal.

"Much better," she murmured as she left her ass in the air but slowly dropped her head to the ground.

The sight of those pink cheeks, the soft and very sensual way she said the few words that she spoke, the way she was thrusting her ass at me and maybe the little kick from finishing that glass of wine had me wired and ready. My body went into motion and I don't think I was controlling it -- it was doing its own thing and it was doing it faster and faster. Brenda was rocking back and forth totally in time with me and the slapping of our bodies together sounded louder that the smacks I had given her earlier. I had hold of her hips and wished I could see her boobs bouncing underneath her but that wasn't going to happen. She was beginning to make noises, louder and louder noises and I could feel orgasm number two taking over my body as well and my grunts mingled with her moans until I began to jerk as I could feel streams of hot liquid exploding into her as a final and very loud, "Ahhhhhh," burst out and I could feel her squeezing me repeatedly as she orgasmed as well as we collapsed together on the grass that was now a little damp with the dew.

I rolled to the side and spooned her, holding onto those pointed boobs and squeezing as, instinctively, that seemed the proper thing to do. There were one or two more squeezes on my cock as she finished and we lay there silently for long minutes.

Finally, her voice, not so sensuous now but more matter-of-factly said, "Maybe we should go get in the pool. People will be coming back soon and, even for this group, this is not too appropriate."

I had to laugh at that but I did detach myself from her and we stood up and went to the pool and climbed in. The water was cool but felt kind of good and we actually swam around a little, just enjoying it. Sure enough, in short minutes we saw Ryan and Kirsten coming out of the house and heading for the pool. They waved, then came in and slipped into the water themselves.

As Kirsten was getting in the pool Brenda whispered in my ear.

"This could be a little awkward so . . . ," and she swam off toward the far wall to talk to Ryan.

Kirsten swam up beside me and smiled.

"How was that?" I questioned, nudging her.

"Interesting," she said, a thoughtful look on her face.

"Just interesting?"

"Yeah, I think that describes it. Physically it was pretty good. Certainly, something very new. That's quite an instrument he has there and I think that's the problem."

"Problem? What kind of a problem can that be?" I was thinking I'd like to have that sort of a problem.

"It's like he's saying here's this big cock and you should be happy to get it and I don't need to do anything else because you should just be thankful for that." She looked at me. "Does that make sense? I mean, it was big and different for sure, but in the end, not really very satisfying."

I was kind of surprised to hear her say that but, in a way, it was nice to know. "I guess that surprises me a little," I ventured.

"Me too. I guess I was expecting more." I got a nice kiss after that.

"Do you think Rhonda has any more plans for tonight?" she said after a short pause.

"Is Rhonda in charge, or are you hoping for something more? And, speak of the devil, here come Rhonda and Brian now." And right behind them came Caleb and Valerie. Soon, all eight of us were in the pool again.

"Well madam program director," I said when Rhonda and Caleb had come over beside us. "Any more plans for this evening?"

She grinned broadly. "Probably not for this group," she said quietly. "We've already screwed up your 'once in a lifetime' plan you had about Belize, and with these other people living right here, who knows what the future might hold?" She had about the biggest grin I'd even seen on her.

A big sigh from Kirsten as she shook her head. This second side of Kirsten was very appealing. "No video tonight though," she said and laughed.

Making things easier, Ryan and Valerie said they'd have to be headed home as they had an early rising ahead of them tomorrow. Brian and Brenda concurred and they gathered up their bathing suits and she took his hand to lead him through the front yard and back to their house again. Valerie gave Kirsten a hug and thanked her for inviting them and then I got a hug too with those big boobs crushed against my chest. And, I also got a nice kiss which was unexpected. In just a few minutes it was just the four of us, still naked of course.

All of a sudden, I noticed that air was getting a little chilly. I also noticed something else.

"Rhonda, you're getting goose bumps."

She looked down at her chest. "Yes, those too," she admitted after checking her nicely hardened nipples.

"Kirsten has the same problem," Kaleb ventured, as he had always been fascinated with Kirsten's nipples for some reason. I guess for good reason as they were very nice.

"Hot tub then," I suggested and got immediate agreement. I took care of getting the pool shut down, the lights out and the gate locked as the others ran to the hot tub. I wasn't far behind and the hot water felt good. With only four of us the tub was a very adequate size.

Once there, Kirsten couldn't resist. "How were those even bigger ones," she said to Caleb while nodding toward Rhonda.

"She was very appreciative of all the attention she got, even surprisingly so I think," he replied. "I really wasn't quite expecting that seeing that Ryan is her hubby."

"I was with Ryan," Kirsten shot back, "and I can understand why."

Caleb nodded. "No need to explain, I think I can figure it out," he said. "But," and he looked at me, "you better beware when she's around Pat because she mentioned your name several times," and grinning added, "way more than would be normal doing what we were doing."

Now Kirsten slid over and grabbed my very relaxed cock. "Maybe I'll get one of those male chastity belts for when she visits. I did notice that she gave you a pretty big hug . . . and a nice kiss when she left."

It was fun to be with Rhonda and Caleb again and it certainly brought back lots of very pleasant memories. And those memories, along with looking at each other half submerged in the hot tub brought thoughts to the mind that began to stir reactions that I could feel in my crotch. Rhonda made no effort to hide those big, beautiful breasts and those pale, pale blue eyes kept looking at me. And, even with the total fascination with Rhonda, I couldn't help but notice Caleb eyeing Kirsten with a rather longing look in his eyes. I did glance over at her and her nipples were very erect and looked hard as they ever got. Had to be in anticipation of what might be ahead.

There was a certain reluctance showing on everyone's face along with a look of deep anticipation that gave away the thoughts that were racing through our minds. Our mindless chatter betrayed what we were really thinking, what our eyes were saying but our mouths were reluctant to speak. The inevitability of what was going to happen I'm sure was there in each of our thoughts but, for some reason, no one wanted to be the first to speak those words. I saw Caleb take a deep breath, his eyes boring into Kirsten's.

"Want to take a little walk and show me around," he said, innocent enough sounding words, but filled with the heat of desire in the way he said it.

"Sure," she replied, a little too eagerly but echoing the emotion we were all feeling. She stood up slowly and took his hand, stepping carefully over the edge of the tub.

"How about you?" I said to Rhonda and stood up also, taking her hand as she stood up quickly and stepped out of the tub.

Caleb and Kirsten walked hand in hand, side by side toward our house while Rhonda and I headed toward the swimming pool and Adam and Jenny's house. She was actually a little taller than I was but not enough to make a difference. As we started away, I grabbed my keyring.

"I know how you are with Kirsten and you know how I am with Caleb but," and she looked over at me, "I've missed you and Caleb has missed Kirsten."

Since I knew exactly what she was saying and feeling since I was feeling the same way and I knew Kirsten was as well, I said, "Very much the same here, even though we have seen you two a lot of times over the past two years."

She laughed and squeezed my hand. "Oh my gosh, those videos are nearly worn out at our house. We watch them and the sex is fantastic afterwards, but we wish you two were there to share it with us. Is that terrible to feel that way?"

"I hope not because that's exactly how it is at our place. We could watch some porn, of course, but we have something a lot better for sure, something that has meaning for us." I unlocked the pool gate and then we were at the back door of the house which I also unlocked and opened.

"Wow," she said. "A private house, just like the bungalows in Belize." In the dim light I watched her beautiful ass wiggle in the door ahead of me. She was certainly spectacular, in many more ways than one.

"No ocean to roll around in here," I quipped, following her inside.

"I guess we'll just have to make do," she replied, dropping all pretense as to what was about to happen.

I led her to the living room and switched on a light when what I was doing suddenly struck me. We were right in front of the picture window that Brenda had showed me. My heart was pounding and she was looking longingly at the erection that was bobbing up and down slightly with the beating of my heart. Should I. Maybe I should tell her. Of course, I had to, no question since I had turned the light on.

"How hot are you," I asked quietly, kind of a weird question at this stage of things.

She gave me a crooked little smile but played along. She raised one leg slightly and I could see her short, blond muff glistening. A very pleasant answer.

"See that window -- Brian and Brenda live next door." It only took her seconds to get the picture so I continued. One night, Kirsten and I were here checking out the house before we went to bed and, well, through the upstairs bedroom window we could see into their house and they were making love. Kirsten kept saying we shouldn't watch but, pretty quickly, we were both naked and it was almost like watching one of the videos and, well, you can guess. Today, Brenda very quietly told me she had seen us in the window watching and we owed them a watching as well.

"Whoa, that's kind of different, but a little exciting as well." Rhonda licked her lips as she said it.

"This is the spot she suggested, where it's easy for them to watch."

"And you're wondering if I'm bold enough and horny enough to give them an extra surprise?"

"If they happen to be watching."

"Well," she gently murmured, as she moved her body against mine, "if they're watching, they've seen us standing here very naked and they know there's only one reason for us to be standing here very naked so if we don't do what they're expecting, and what I'm expecting and what you're expecting . . ." Her voice trailed off.

"Too bad we're naked." I said.

A frowning look from Rhonda.

"Sometimes undressing is half the fun." An agreeing smile from her.

Our faces were only about two inches apart, those wonderful breasts pushed against my chest and her belly pressed against mine. She stuck out her tongue. Those pale blue eyes searching mine were more than I could stand. I groaned just a little and our tongues met, very gently, and danced together in that short space between us, just the tongues and the eyes, touching and watching. Her lips parted as they moved forward and closed on my tongue, pulling it gently into her mouth, the sliding across in and out, as my tongue was having sex with her mouth. She had both hands on my buns and pulled me against her and my now very stiff cock slid between her legs and against some very warm and wet labia. She closed her legs and held me tightly in place which wasn't really necessary as I had no intention of leaving that spot.

"It's been two years and I've changed a little," she said, talking softly and biting my tongue at the same time. She was rocking her hips very slightly, sliding herself back on forth on my erection.

"How's that?" I said, managing to speak with great difficulty.

"I've gained two pounds. Can you find it?" I ran my hands over her ass, squeezing as I went, then up her sides to her waist, squeezing again gently, then to her breasts where I squeezed a little harder to a gentle jerk from her and a harder bite on my tongue.

"I can't find it anywhere."

"You'll have to search a little more thoroughly," she whispered, still gently bumping her hips against mine, still nibbling on my tongue and still watching me with those blue eyes. "Two years of remembering the fun we had and watching those videos, over and over." Then, without any change in what was happening, "Do you think they're watching?"

"Does it matter?" Now it my turn to nibble on her tongue.

"Not to me. I'm not performing at all." Her mouth was gone and moving lower, kissing my chest, licking as it went, kissing my belly and then a big kiss to the head of that throbbing and pulsating penis that was ready for whatever was in store for it. She took it in her mouth in one giant swallow, then pulled off sucking hard as she did. "Hmmm, tasting my own juices, and yours mixed with mine. Want a taste?" she coyly asked, sliding two fingers inside her very wet pussy then bringing them to my face. I sucked the musky flavor off her fingers as she continued to work on me and couldn't help but groan as her magic mouth caused wonderful feelings to rip through my body from top to bottom. But, after two years I knew that I couldn't last with what she was doing for very long.

"Same rules," I questioned with a grunt, remembering Belize.

"Two years later and no rules," she said, letting loose of me for a second. "And if you're asking, something must be getting ready to happen. I must have gotten better over these two years," and her mouth enveloped me again, her tongue working wonders as she looked up at me and kept moving forward till her lips were against my pubes. Slowly she pulled clear off. "Surprised?" she asked in her most coquettish voice. And then I was totally swallowed again. Now my hands were tangled in her hair as my body was just reacting, my brain comatose from the sensations running through my body.

"How long will we be here?" I gasped out, and once again I was released.

"How long do we need?"

"Not long if you keep that up."

"Or maybe a little longer then, to let you recover . . . and then recover again . . . and again." I could hardly breathe as one more plunge came and went. "Caleb and Kirsten can find something to do, I'm sure." Another plunge as some scenes from the videos flashed through my head. But she was working again, her hair still wound through my fingers and her hands digging into my butt cheeks as if she was trying to push me deeper into her throat. But I didn't have more to push with, she had it all.

I could feel the heat building in my body, my blood almost boiling as it raced through my veins, my heart pounding in an effort to keep up. I could hear myself groaning and I tried to mumble out that I was going to cum but I wasn't sure that I said anything. If Rhonda heard me, it didn't change anything she was doing until a nearly shouted, "OH SHIT!" tore from my lungs and she backed off and let her hand go to work as rope after rope of hot, creamy liquid launched onto her face and hair and breasts. And she didn't stop until I mumbled, "Okay, okay, okay."

"Just okay," she said, smiling. "All I get is an okay?" She stroked my a few more times.

It seemed like I was barely conscious and I couldn't even answer what she had just said.

"Well," she continued, "in this case I think your no answer tells the story." She giggled. "I guess I've still got it."

Finding a trace of voice again I said, "That, and two extra pounds." I got a big sloppy kiss.

She stood up and was gone for a minute or so. When she came back, she had cleaned the mess I had left on her and she sat down in front of me.

But now it was my turn. Taking a deep breath, I pushed her down onto her back. Starting at her feet, I ran my hands slowly up her legs, across her belly, up along the sides of those fabulous tits, squeezing them gently together, then across her very flushed chest and along her neck to a very hot pair of cheeks.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi," I whispered, then began kissing my way back down. Her body was hot against my lips as I worked across that now very splotchy red and flushed chest until I was kissing and sucking on her nipples, not quite as spectacular as Kirsten's, but which were already erect and very stiff. I could hear her murmuring with each movement of mine. Down a little more, across that now slightly damp belly, lingering on the navel for long seconds, then into that neatly trimmed blond muff, tugging on the hair with my teeth. Her legs were together, waiting for my orders or my actions. I carefully spread her legs apart, then lifted her knees. She was wet and glistening in the bright light of the living room. I kissed my way down from her knee to that wet place.

"I recognize this taste from just a few minutes ago," I teased softly.

Her hand slid in under my face and two fingers dipped inside. Back out they went to my mouth. "Are you sure?" she said as I sucked on her fingers.

"Absolutely."

"Good then. You must be the man I was just with. Just had to be sure."

Not only was the taste there but that wonderful odor that was nothing but sex surrounded us. Quickly now my tongue went to work, licking from top to bottom of that warm and inviting cleft. My teeth nibbled gently on first one labium and then the other, then the tongue pressed harder and found a swollen nub that brought a gentle squeal from up above. "I think I found those two pounds," I said quietly and my lips went to work on that nub as well. My fingers gently held her wide open, with that pink and shiny nub just begging to be attended to. And attend to it I did, first flicking with my tongue, then some gentle sucking, then more flicking and, as her hips began to move and rise off the floor, harder sucking as her legs closed against my head, holding me in place as my tongue was rubbing as well until a long and loud, "Ooohhhhhh," erupted form her lips and I plunged a finger inside her to feel her vagina contracting with each jerk of her body until, slowly her hips came back down, the squeezing and jerking nearly stopped and only her very hard breathing could be heard.

In long seconds, she opened her eyes. "There's a light in the window next door," she said, "the one on the second floor. I thought I could see someone there a while ago, but then I couldn't keep my eyes open. Now I don't see them."

I had forgotten all about that, totally overwhelmed to be with Rhonda again. I had to smile though. "Should we go over and see if we can spy on Caleb and Kirsten?"

"We're not through here yet." She was right, of course. "But that's enough show. The rest of what we do will be more private. She slowly crawled across the living room on hands and knees, that perfect ass and now very wet slit clearly visible and pointing directly at me. Near the far wall she just stopped crawling. "You're looking, aren't you?"

"I'd be blind or dead if I wasn't. That's a view of perfection I haven't seen for a while, except on the computer or TV screen."

"So, you guys watch on the big TV too, huh?" Still not moving. But I could tell from my physical reactions that I had quickly recovered. Very gradually she did move, but only by moving one knee so they were a little wider apart. Actually, just about wide enough. She knew what she was doing for sure. As I got closer, she said, "I felt your finger -- you were feeling me cum weren't you?"