Renae's Pool Party Pussy

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Wife Watching, Incest, Brother, Sister, Swinging, Group Sex, White Couple, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Sex Toys, Squirting, Food, Lactation, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Sex club openly tests & shares applicants poolside. Couples share all openly.

[Is this Nude Day 2016 entry: exhibition, group, anal, swapping, Dom, non-consent or all in one? Your pleasure.]

We invited the four other hard core members of OFC to a special, early morning pool party as well as a few decoys who we KNEW could not stay all day. Lou and his wife Bev, my favorite MILKY MILF, were charged with finding and bringing a new potential couple to join OFC. Lou had asked them for a clean bill of health less than sixty days old. He said we all had them and hinted that was needed in case his circle of friends got too touchy or rowdy. Seed planted! All we knew of them before Sunday was that they were open minded and an attractive couple named James and Renae. Most had no idea that we were not the only ones with a surprise pending!

They were told to dress casually and bring their most provocative swimsuits. Their choices would inform our decision to invite them to join OFC, or not. At the last minute, Sue chose her most daring red, thong bikini that showed off 99% of her curvy, teasing, little ass. The tiny, thin, translucent bottom prominently featured her lusty camel toe even when not aroused. Her top was literally the size and design of large band aids that barely covered her perfect nips at a racy angle and nearly a fifth or her tiny tits.

I chose Navy blue elastic top trunks with wide legs and no internal support so my snake was free to roam and seek escape at the most opportune moment. I wondered if that escape would shock or arouse Renae. No one cared what I chose when they had my wife’s swelling camel toe to stare at as she paraded it around for everyone.

I’d asked Lou not to tell the newbies that we were celebrating NND ( National Nude Day), but if they questioned anything to say I was a Francophile and always observe Juillet 14, Bastille Day. The skimpy and risque outfits expected reflect the casual French body attitude. Right? I mean, n’est-pas?

As usual, Lou had to wear his long-legged trunks or his monster cock would always be peeking out, sometimes even while walking. Bev, bless her, chose a rosy red half cup top suitable for B-cups at best, and she’s a solid D-cup with thick and tall nipples even when not nursing. Despite her captivating, overflowing, milky tits, her pale yellow bottoms stole everyone’s attention with its tiny mesh that testified that she was still cleanly shaven.

Her incredibly beautiful body was further defined by her thong that framed and displayed her dense, muscular cheeks, a view that included most of her wrinkled hole and so was illegal everywhere. I loved looking, feeling and savoring her sexy, fleshy temple. I looked forward to milking her into my coffee and directly into my mouth again. I wonder how our surprise guests will react to that.

By eleven the splashing, dunking, water sports and overt goosing became hungry questions about lunch. The grill was hot, as were the women and the food. All members of OFC knowingly eyed the franks, sausage and corn, tacitly recalling the bawdy events from our Nude Day Lunch, and smirked at the salacious delights waiting for us once they were drenched in lady butter. When unwitting guests asked why we were grinning, we smiled and silently walked away. James and Renae huddled in curiosity, or was it fright?

Before noon our communal lunch was done and only the five OFC member couples plus Lou’s guests remained. Teasing, flirting and perverse secrets prevailed as the main events commenced. None of the guests even suspected that one of our affectionate and highly-sexed charter couples were actually siblings! The untouched corn, grilled and raw, were stacked separately off the grill. Someone moved the grilled corn into a covered dish on a hot plate.

James stepped up his flirting with Sue, blatantly whistling at her camel toe and commenting slyly on her tight, waddling, bare ass. His suit became animated and began tenting. Since it was similar to mine, we had no problem locating and sizing his impressive equipment. Sexy Renae had bowed to James’s dare and agreed to wear a ‘modest’ white thong. Her silvered top adequately covered and squeezed her sizeable mounds while allowing enhanced cleavage and nicely rounded side boobs. Her bottom front was modest, even if it was thin and clinging to her own plump, obvious and tempting camel toe. Tick, tock!

Leaving my eyes blatantly locked on her swelling sex, I risked asking for details of her sex play. Lifting another drink, she paused before answering boldly, “I enjoy dominating James. I like being able to do what I want to. I like tying him up, spanking him, sitting on his face and getting off on it. I also like shoving my wet panties in his mouth and riding his cock, telling him he can’t cum until I say he can. Then, having him get on his knees still hard, putting on my strap-on or finding a toy, and fucking his ass, then playing with his cock. He loves it, and I love doing it.” She leerily eyed James for his reaction to exposing his secrets. “And some days I like being dominated instead!”

“Like today!” James decided to boldly exploit Renae’s sub side while she was in the mood, and maybe get even for spilling secrets? “Though she isn’t terribly shy, having been naked and very widely and openly exposed to a stranger, sucked him off and let the stranger grope her tits and lower holes as I watched or fucked her, she isn’t used to public exposure. She told me she loved it when I ‘ordered’ her to strip and give the stranger all her clothes.”

He seemed to be suppressing anger and was not as comfortable with exposing or sharing his wife as his words indicated. Our pool party had progressed thru splashing, teasing and flaunting hot bods to post BBQ tranquillity. My own exposure plans didn’t account for James’s agenda. The sexual competition was thick in the air!

Perhaps to smooth the tension, or more likely just to get Renae to focus on him and the huge shaft he was conspicuously rubbing slowly, Lou spoke out. “Renae, do you know what the drunken penis told the bartender? No? The penis looked at him and said, ‘You think you have it rough? When I get big, fat, and juicy, they push a plastic bag over my head, stick me in a dark room, and bang my head against the wall until I throw up all over myself and pass out!’” And he laughed at his own half-assed attempt at humor. I had to strongly resist my urge to chime in to save him.

Sue was usually the one to ramp up the hedonism by ‘accidentally’ exposing a tit or other taboo bit to someone, then everyone, then exposing more as she did when TEASING TOM or letting her SHOWER TOWEL fall open. She is easily talked into any dumb dare that lets, no ‘forces’, her to strip and initiate group gropes. Today, perhaps someone else would beat her to that fun.

Taking advantage of the quiet tension, I suggested to James that he ‘order’ Renae to tease us and shortly get fully naked. In response, he whispered to Renae that he expected her to expose her swollen pussy covertly. “Let’s see who notices and speaks up first. Before that, I want you to narrow the cups of your bikini top until part of each halo remains exposed.”

Since I and four other men were subtly stealing glances at Renae’s beautiful body, we all caught her fidgety adjustments and stared as her nipples each popped into view then were carefully, slowly, mostly, covered. She blushed and we each had to adjust our suddenly snug swimsuits.

A glance at James and his tight smile told us he was well aware of his partner’s exposed nipples, and approved. His cock was already tenting fiercely. Lou was openly sucking his wife’s prominent milky tit. When I asked how long they were together, Renae vaguely answered softly “Years and years.” Her chest rose and fell deeply in lidded arousal as she stared at Bev nursing Lou.

Sue sat next to me and toyed with her small suit for a little attention. When she saw Renae’s nipples still half exposed, she volunteered, “Looks like all you guys are already getting a show. I wonder how much more is coming.” Renee blushed and looked away. I was close enough to them to watch Renae pull up her bikini and fill her suit with a lusty camel toe. I began figuring how I could get her to shed her suit before the clock struck noon. I still didn’t know that James already had an idea.

He whispered, “Renae, sweety, follow my orders exactly and you’ll have a special reward coming. I see the others are enjoying your nipples, but now it’s time to give them more. After I move next to Sue, I want you to start rubbing your slit as if you have a little itch. Ignore the attention you’ll get from everyone and rub harder. Then I want you to shift your bikini bottom into your right leg joint. Make sure both of your labia are fully exposed and rub a little more. Next, put your left heel on the seat and open your legs so we can all see that pretty pussy, swollen and pushed out. Give it a minute, then wether you get a comment or not, slowly rub up and down your slit. Let your fingers dip inside enough so we can see your curly inner lips peek out. Rub your clit until it swells and stands up for us.” Did he know about NND?

“That’s a lot of stuff showing off to strangers. Are you planning on going further? And what surprise reward do you have in your dirty little mind?” she challenged.

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