Wife's Friends Find Me in the Pool

Neal and Hayden had been married for almost a year. Before the wedding they had moved into a new home and continued to enjoy their country home oasis. Whenever Hayden would be away for a weekend, Neal enjoyed the feeling of relaxing from the stresses of his workday by coming home and immediately stripping his clothes and jumping in their backyard in-ground pool. He got a rush of excitement being full exposed outdoors, despite their backyard being very private and secluded.

One weekend, while Hayden was already on the road to coach a weekend tournament with her 19-U team, Neal came home and immediately walked out to their back porch. It had been so hot lately and he was looking forward to relaxing in their pool. As he tossed his clothes aside and dove into the pool, the cool water felt so refreshing against his tall, muscular frame, as the summer heat wave had beat him down at work all week long.

As he came up for air, Neal looked around at all he and Hayden had been able to build together, they were so incredibly lucky to have been able to find this piece of land and house. Neal swam over to the edge of the pool and grabbed a tube floatie and continued his journey to de-stress as he got on it and lay floating effortlessly in the pool. Neal started to get the familiar excited feeling of baring himself completely bare ass naked in the pool, despite the backyard being very secluded.

Lounging on a float, as the cool water lapped up against his hanging balls, Neal started to become aroused. Becoming super relaxed, aroused by being naked outside and the cool water playing against his shaft and balls, Neal began to gently play with his shaft, stroking it ever so slowly as he let all the stress ooze from his body.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Neal, two of Hayden's best friends were just pulling onto their street.

Hayden had always loved the home she grew up in and the open door policy of come in and make yourself at home, what's ours is yours mentality. Since moving into the home, Hayden had pushed to sell this approach to their home to both her and Neal's group of friends.

With the heat wave gripping the area, Hayden's best friends, Erica and Becky, were looking to take full advantage of Neal and Hayden's open hospitality and cool off in their pool. As Erica and Becky approached the house, the sight of Neal's car in the driveway let them know he was home.

Erica was a taller, fair skinned blonde with blue eyes. She, like Hayden and Becky had a long history of playing high level volleyball throughout their college careers, and she kept up that physical fitness routine beyond graduation. Her slender, but solid and feminine physique was developed but not muscular. Through consistent training, and being taller, her ass was well formed with strong thighs that complemented her overall long sexy legs.

Becky, was a petite spunky brunette, standing at 5'3". Being smaller, she was naturally a bit thicker, especially in her lower half, with a much more plump ass and thighs to match, but she was still very much toned overall. She has a slightly olive skin tone, that became darker in the summer months. Previously a very small, flat chested girl, she had recently under went a boobjob and now sported a very large set of perky tits relative to her petite overall form.

Eager to indulge in a refreshing dip, they hurried out of the car and around the house to the backyard. As they walked around the corner of the house they were shocked by what they saw; Neal, floating in the pool, completely naked in the sun, his body and cock proudly on display.

Caught off guard and not being sure of what to do, Erica's initially looked away as she went to cover her eyes, "Becky!" she whispered urgently, "let's go". Her reaction was full of discomfort from seeing her best friend's husband naked and what that represented for her and Hayden's friendship; but, at the same time she couldn't help but still peak at Neal, as she took in his impressive form.

Becky, who is more of an adventourous spirit, was more intrigued was fully taking in the sights. Responding with a mischievous giggle and trying to settle Erica's hesitation down, Becky leaned back and whispered teasingly, "Oh settle down E, it looks like Neal's having quite the time, even with Hayden to give him a hand. What do you say, shall we join him since she can't?"

Erica blushed, Neal's toned body and stiff was hot and caused her mind to wonder as she rubbed her thighs together, being turned on by the entire situation; but her loyalty to her best friend, Hayden, continued to cause her hesitation.

With a coaxing grin, Becky nudged Erica, urging her to seize the moment. "Come on, Erica, loosen up a little! Remember what Hayden always says? What's hers is ours. Let's go give Neal a surprise." Erica nodded tentatively in agreement, her heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and exhilaration.

Together, they approached the pool, where Neal lay floating, oblivious to their presence, his stiff cock pointing straight up to the sun as it glistened from the droplets of water from the pool and his stroking.

As the sun continued to beat down, even in the pool, Neal felt the sweltering heat continue to take its toll. Thinking he was still alone in his oasis, he splashed more water over his body, refreshing himself temporarily from the heat. Splashing a bit of extra water onto his cock, Neal began to stroke more firmly and with greater purpose than earlier.

Erica and Becky froze in their tracks as they neared the pool, their attention further captivated by the sight before them. Getting closer and closer their view of Neal kept getting better. Neal's glistening physique, accentuated by the sunlight, held control over them, but it was Neal beginning to go harder at stroking the entire length of his hard thick shaft which really left them both speechless.

Becky, with an uncontrollable smile on her face, from being turned on and loving what she was seeing, leaned in to whisper, "Damn, Erica, are you enjoying this as much as me? I always knew Neal was clearly a big guy but didn't know that applied to every part of him."

Erica's cheeks flushed with a combination of embarrassment and excitement as also couldn't take her eyes off of Neal's impressive erection. "Yeah," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's... uh, well-endowed."

Both women, as they stood frozen in place oggling, continued to grapple with their conflicting desires and loyalties to their best friend, Hayden.

Erica felt an overhanging cloud of guilt for watching Neal's naked and playing with himself, given her close friendship with Hayden and the fact they were betraying that trust of ogling her husband, let alone sneaking around watching him jerk off.

Meanwhile, Becky also wrestled with the urge to act on her overwhelming level of arousal from Neal's thick shaft and the entire situation while wrestling on how to justify trampling on her and Hayden's friendship.

Their conversation halted abruptly when Neal, still oblivious to their presence, spoke up.

"My God, it's hot out here," he remarked casually to himself, splashing more water over his body.

Neal gave another extra splash of water over his cock, as he enjoyed the cold water sensation on his throbbing erect shaft. "I really just want to fuck today, dammit Hayden, why did you have to have a tournament this weekend," Neal uttered out.

As Neal continued to splash water on himself, his hand eventually found its way back to his slicked up shaft which he started to stroke meaningfully again, as he know also used his other and to tug down on his balls, pulling his shaft skin tighter against each of his strokes.

The sight of Neal amping up the level of his masturbation session, sent jolts of arousal tingling through their loins. Their hearts pounding with anticipation, Erica and Becky exchanged a brief glance, silently conveying their shared arousal and but also remaining uncertainty.

After a moment of tense hesitation, the girls began to quietly discuss what they were going to do for how to make their presence known to Neal without startling him...and they both internally didn't want to ruin having things progress further with Neal once they did.

As Neal continued to intensify his stroking of his wet shaft and playing with his balls, his movements mesmerized both girls. Becky found herself increasingly becoming more and more horny and turned on by the explicit personal display of Neal's arousal.

Subtly, Becky began to tease herself, her fingers tracing tantalizing patterns over her bikini-clad mound. The friction of her touch against the fabric sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body, each sensation amplifying the growing ache between her thighs. With each stroke of her fingers her arousal kept building.

Meanwhile, Erica, initially lost in the hypnotic sight of Neal's explicit display, was jolted from her trance when she noticed Becky running her hands over her bikini bottoms. She had another, newer, surge of arousal and curiosity as she watched her friend succumb to the intoxicating sexual allure of the moment.

Frantically, Erica leaned in to whisper, her voice loaded with urgency, "Becky, what are you doing?"

Caught off guard, Becky paused momentarily, her arousal momentarily clouding her thoughts. "I... I couldn't help it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Watching Neal stroke himself like that... it's just so... so fucking hot." Erica's head was a whirlwind of embarrassment and arousal as she processed Becky's confession. The realization that her friend was pleasuring herself mere inches away from her, caused her own pussy to moisten even more than it already was.

"But what if he sees us standing here and with you practically finger blasting yourself in his backyard to the sight of him stroking himself?" Erica whispered anxiously, her eyes darting nervously between Neal and Becky.

Becky's gaze remained fixed on Neal, her desire outweighing her apprehension. "I don't know," she admitted with a shrug. "But I can't help myself. I mean E, look at his cock...it's so fucking thick."

As Erica and Becky stood roughly halfway from the back of the house to the pool, their hearts racing. The sight of Neal vigorously stroking his cock in the pool served as a suggestive point for their plan to announce themselves to him.

"We have to let him know we're here," Erica whispered, her voice laced with urgency. "But we can't just startle him. Let's try calling out to him from here."

Becky's mind buzzed with excitement as she seized upon an idea. "What if we pretend we didn't recognize him from a distance?" she suggested with a mischievous grin.

"We can yell out, 'Neal, is that you? We couldn't tell from a distance with all that movement,'" her suggestive tone hinting at the fact his hand continued to stroke faster and faster on up and down his shaft.

Erica begrudgingly decided to go along with the idea, and both girls proceeded cautiously, their eyes never leaving the mesmerizing sight of Neal stroking his cock in the pool, as they inched closer to the pool.

Becky's fingers, eager to indulge in the taboo thrill unfolding before her, this time slipped beneath the fabric of her bikini bottoms. With a soft gasp, she began to tease herself directly on her soft smooth skin, tracing slow circles over her swollen clit as waves of pleasure washed over her.

As Becky lost herself in the intensity of her arousal, her mind filled with forbidden desires of her best friends husband as she couldn't take her gaze away from Neal pleasuring himself. The knowledge that she was pleasuring herself just steps away from him added an exhilarating edge to the experience. She imagined his eyes on her, watching her every move with intense attention, as he continued to stroke his cock... just the image of that scene fueled her arousal even further.

Her fingers, now slipped inside her wet pussy lips and danced around her tight pussy, the dampness seeping through her bikini bottoms.

As Erica's noticed Becky falling behind her as they continued to inch towards the pool she looked over to see the Becky had amped things up and was now full on masturbating herself. This turned Erica on even more, while simulatenously caused her to panic, but that was quickly squashed by the further spike in her own arousalas she watched her best friend's hand making intense movements inside of her wet pussy, the soft wet sounds barely audible to her as her fingers picked up speed going in and out of her pussy.

Mesmerized, Erica's eyes hungrily drank in the explicit sexual sight of one of her best friends before her.

She couldn't tear her gaze away as Becky's fingers worked away furiously, tracing tantalizing patterns over her swollen clit, as her other hand held her bottoms pulled aside, before darting fingers back inside her hole, as she threw her head back for a second before refocusing on Neal and his own masturbating. With each touch, Becky's hips subtly rocked, her arousal evident in the way her body responded to her own attacks.

The lace cover of Becky's bikini top strained against her ample cleavage, her huge fake tits threatening to spill out with each heaving breath. Erica's own arousal surged, nearing its peak at the sight, her breath becoming irregular as she watched her friend succumb to the intoxicating self-pleasure.

Despite the overwhelming temptation, Erica knew they couldn't risk being caught in such a compromising position and snapped back to reality as her own hand had just found its way to resting on her own pussy lips. Urgently, she whispered, "Becky, stop! For fuck sakes, what are we doing!"

Reluctantly, Becky withdrew her hand and let her bikini bottoms fall back into place, but not before giving Erica a mischievous grin.

"Okay, okay," she replied playfully. "But look how wet he's made me. God, I'm so horny Erica. I want that dick."

With a wicked twinkle in her eye, she held up her glistening fingers for Erica to see, her slick wetness clearly evident as Becky moved her fingers gently in front of Erica's face. As Erica processed Becky's adventurous response, she knew they needed to focus on their plan. She further suggested she follow-up Beckys lead by saying:

"Since Hayden is out of town coaching volleyball this weekend," Erica began, her voice tinged with uncertainty, "do you think the 'what's ours is yours' family policy is in place? Or is that a hard no?"

With Neal still blissfully unaware of their presence, they took a deep breath and called out in unison, "Neal, is that you? We couldn't tell from a distance with all that movement!"

Neal's heart skipped a beat as the sound of their voices cut through the air.

He felt a surge of adrenaline, as he spun his head around, at the realization that his wife's two best friends were witnessing him completely naked and very possibly catching him in the act of pleasuring himself. Panic threatened to consume him as he struggled to come up with a response.

Meanwhile, Erica and Becky exchanged nervous glances as they watched Neal's reaction. Anxiety gnawed at them, uncertain of how he would respond to their sudden appearance. Despite their initial excitement, a twinge of guilt tugged at their conscience, knowing they were intruding on a private moment. Yet, the thrill of the forbidden lingered in the air, fueling their anticipation.

As Neal turned in his tube to face them, the tension in the air was palpable. His expression was a mix of surprise and uncertainty, his mind racing as he tried to process what was happening and what to do or say.

Erica and Becky continued to approach cautiously, their hearts pounding in their chests as they waited for his response. As the girls edged closer to the pool, Neal's mind raced as he scrambled to come up with a response, his face beat red, not from the sun but, from embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position.

"Sorry, girls," he stammered, his voice tinged with nervousness, "I just had a long day at work and needed to cool off and relax in the pool," as he tried to, unsuccessfully, cover up his massive erection that was left throbbing.

Becky, who was never shy to be very blunt, replied with a smirk,

"We hear you, Neal. We know just how hot it is back here." Her playful tone added a hint of mischief to the situation.

Emboldened by Becky's crassness, Erica chimed in, her voice laced with nervousness and curiosity, "So, Neal, about Hayden and yours 'what's ours is yours' policy... Is that still in effect even though Hayden is away for the weekend coaching volleyball?"

With a nervous laugh, he replied, "Uh, yeah, of course. The policy still stands. You know you're always welcome here, anytime." His words were laced with a mixture of embarrassment and apprehension, unsure of where the conversation was heading.

As Neal's gaze swept over the two women standing before him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal mingled with guilt at the sight before him.

Becky, standing at 5'3", and Erica, towering at 5'9", exuded confidence as they adorned themselves in lace beach cover-ups that left little to the imagination.

A brunette, Becky's outfit was a sheer white lace cover-up that clung to her curves, accentuating every enticing contour of her body. Beneath the delicate fabric, Neal could make out the outline of her tiny, slutty bikini, the material barely covering her ample breasts. Her tits strained against the fabric, the outline of her perky nipples visible through the sheer lace. As she shifted, the cover-up parted slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her flat stomach and the swell of her rounded ass.

Her legs, although thicker from her short stature, were toned and shapely, a by-product of her athleticism and years of volleyball, adding to her overall allure.

On the other hand, Erica's outfit was a black lace cover-up, which contrasted against her long blonde hair, that hugged her solid, yet slender frame like a second skin. Her tits, smaller but fit her athletic form, peeked out from beneath the sheer fabric, the outline of her nipples visible through the lace. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to the curve of her firm ass, accentuated by the skimpy bikini bottoms that barely covered her pussy lips.

Her long and toned legs seemed to go on forever, a proud feature of her years of dedication and hard training from playing high level volleyball herself, as Neal found himself mesmerized by their shapely beauty.

Despite his embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position, Neal couldn't deny the surge of arousal that coursed through him as he ogled his wife's two best friends. Feelings of guilt gnawed at him though, as he was fully aware of the boundaries that were being crossing, with his wife's two best friends, but the sight before him was undeniably intoxicating. He struggled to tear his gaze away, and talk himself into heading directly inside to get some clothes but he was ultimately powerless to the immense levels of arousal he was feeling, that helped shove down the feelings of guilt within him.

As Neal's gaze lingered on their bodies, Erica and Becky exchanged nervous glances, their minds spinning with conflicting thoughts and desires. Becky bit her lip, her gaze resting on Neal's still rock-hard cock, unable to tear her eyes away from the tantalizing sight.

"God, Becky, look at him," Erica whispered, her voice barely above a murmur as she stole a glance at Neal's throbbing member, now being much closer and having a clear close view. "He's... he's still so... hard."

Becky nodded, her own arousal building with each passing moment.

"I know, Erica. It's... it's intense," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at her own brazenness.

"I mean, we shouldn't be thinking like this, right? He's Hayden's husband..." Erica's brow furrowed with guilt, her internal struggle mirrored in Becky's conflicted expression.