Ken and Karen met us at our place Sunday mid morning. This was our first outing with new neighbors and we chose a theme park with water rides and slides. We wanted to see how daring they were and decide if we would ask them to join Our Fucking Club (OFC).

Ken was average looking and thin, except for the large bulge we noted in his slacks. Karen was younger and shapely. We later learned she was 122 pounds, 5’8”, 34D-25-38 with long brown hair and a classically pretty face that would look great sucking my cock. My wife, Sue, licked her lips around both of them and was ready to eat either. While I wouldn’t mind watching either act, I wanted Karen’s pussy first.

After briefly lusting after Karen despite her conservative outfit, we headed out. I noticed Ken’s shorts were tiny and snug enough to catch Sue’s eyes. She sat in back with him. Though Sue is slimmer than Karen, 111 pounds, 5’5”, 32B-28-35 with shoulder length light brown hair and shapely toned legs, Ken seemed fascinated by her exposed sternum and lack of cleavage. His eyes were constantly in her crotch or open blouse, clearly looking for some nipple.

Since I was driving, I didn’t get much time to study Karen’s deep cleavage or her softly bouncing breasts. Her loose shorts ended mid thigh, even while seated. Disappointing.

After parking I said, “Since we’re going to be mostly in the water, let’s leave our clothes in the car so they stay dry. These blue shorts are my swim trunks and have zippered pockets where I’ll hold the car key, cash, and credit card. You can add what you want. We can strip here since you all wore swimsuits too.”

Shy Karen said, “Thanks, Al. If there’s nowhere else to change or leave our clothes, I can handle this if you turn your back.” Could she really be that shy? Ken had already stripped off everything but flip-flops and his red Speedo. Sue stared at his obvious and growing snake. As I tossed my shirt in the car, Karen added, “I’m sorry I’m so modest. Blame my parents.” I turned away in silence. This wasn’t a great start for OFC. Facing the car’s side mirror, I watched her look all around before removing her long shorts and tank top. She hesitated, then tossed her clothes in the car too. “OK, Al. You can turn now.”

I knew that, yet faked surprise at her snug, white, one-piece suit. Yummy. Maybe someone should have told her it clung nicely to all her naughty places. I wasn’t going to be that someone. Her sexy single-strap suit challenged me not to stare at her shapely tits, her stiff pokies, or especially at her well-split vulva. In the short time I had to observe, I noted her camel toe began to swell. Since this would be a day of challenges for her, I chose to exaggerate a sincere wolf whistle. “Hotsy totsy, Karen. That is a great suit. Did you have it tailored for you?”

She blushed, covered her sexy bits, and turned away. Her ass was a perfect size and shape. Only a fifth of her hot cheeks saw the sun, yet she pulled the suit over them. It snapped back and I gave Ken a “thumbs up.” He smiled with great pride. Sue and I licked our lips. Ken’s snake grew longer and thicker. Sue was in a daring yellow strapless bikini. Her top left half of each small tit exposed and her nipples poked her top thick and stiff as usual. I locked the car and we entered the park.

When Ken and Karen walked in front of us, my disguised snake grew and tented my suit as my heart raced. Karen’s cheeks had just the right firmness to bounce with little jiggle as they wiggled. I couldn’t wait to get my hands and mouth on them. Ken looked over his shoulder, saw my tent, and looked at his wife’s perfect ass, then gave me his “thumbs up.” Yup, he was a candidate for OFC. It didn’t seem like Karen was. I sighed. Sue squeezed my cock.

After a tour of the park and hitting some of the rides, we turned to the water slide. Karen said, “I’m not sure I can do the slide in this suit.”

Sue spun around and said, “Your suit won’t be a problem. If anything my strapless two pieces might fly off. So what if they see us naked, well me anyway. You aren’t daring much.” Karen seemed shocked that Sue was OK with being naked in public. “If the boys go down head first, there’s a chance they’ll lose their suits on the steep drop part — like that kid. His dick is flopping around as he’s looking for his suit. Funny, yet not a big deal.” Karen covered her eyes, blushed, and laughed.

We started on the smallest of the three slides. Ken walked up next to me. He said, “Don’t let her ‘modesty’ act fool you. She’s a closeted exhibitionist and loves teasing as she exposes her sexy bits ‘by accident’ and pretends she doesn’t know. Have fun with her. I take it Sue is the same?” I smiled and nodded. The slide was gentle and no one lost our suits. Neither did anyone point out how translucent Karen’s suit became when wet. Her areolae showed through, but even better, her dark landing strip was obvious as was her stiff clit and swollen labia.

With great effort, Ken convinced Karen to go on the biggest slide. The steep drop into a wall of water stripped off Sue’s top. She laughed all the way through the twists and final drop. Karen soon followed, with Sue’s top in hand. She teased Sue with it as both stood in knee-high water. Sue tackled her and both went under.

When Karen stood up and shook her wet head, she “wasn’t aware” that the strapless side of her suit had slipped below her big beautiful bared boob. For nearly a minute, we and the crowd enjoyed the sight of her stiff and pale-brown nipple. Blushing crimson when Sue pointed and laughed, she ducked under the water and covered her tit.

As she stormed to Ken, the crowd applauded her all the way. Sue intercepted, still topless. “Karen, I hardly got any notice with my tits still exposed. You briefly exposed just one tit and you got applause. I wish I had your tits to expose. Let’s go again. I’ll have Al go down head first and maybe you’ll get a show. Ask Ken to do the same for me?”

“Are you going to put your top on or stay bare all day?”

“Well, everyone here has seen my tits, so it doesn’t much matter. No harm done. You want to join me topless?”

“God no, Sue. And I’m not going head first!” She surprised us by agreeing to ride the big slide again. Though she said it was only because the ride was fun, her blush said she had another motive. Sue put her top on.

When we got to the top, Ken said, “One of the kids told me that if someone pushes you hard at the start, it’s even more fun.” While Sue held the over head swing bar longer than usual, Ken lifted her by her barely covered ass. He grinned as he squeezed it a few times before pushing her. She chose to go feet first. The push gave her greater speed until the steep drop. Then, the wall of water slowed her and again stripped off her top. That time the crowd gave her perfect nipples more applause as she flew into the end pool.

When Karen mounted feet first, I nudged Ken aside. He smiled as I held Karen’s perfect ass. She blushed and objected, but I reminded her of Ken’s hands on Sue’s ass. Though still embarrassed, she tolerated my hands on her firm ass. I kept talking to her to keep my hands on her sweet ass longer. Ken smiled. When I pushed, I also pulled her suit back higher up her cheeks.

As she dropped into the wall of water, she saw Sue’s top still caught in the turbulence, yet chose to leave it behind. She hit the pool not knowing that the pressure had pushed the bottom of her translucent suit deeper into her swollen vulva. Her stiff clit was clearly visible. “Where’s my top, Karen?” Sue asked.

Karen shrugged, “I saw it caught in the water wall turbulence. Sorry.” She smiled. Sue tackled her again and exposed her big tit under water. As they wrestled, Sue squeezed her nipple and pulled it. But Karen twisted away and stayed under until she covered her big tit.

I exited the slide head fist, dangling my suit in hand. My balls and typical seven inches shrank in the cool water. Sue smiled as Karen shrieked and covered her eyes. I put on my suit under water next to Sue. As I stood, I grabbed her bikini bottoms and yanked them to her knees. She slapped my hand, but my closeted exhibitionist was in no rush to pull them up. No one could see how beautiful her shaved and bared pussy was in detail. Karen gasped. Sue smiled.

Ken burst into the pool head first — swinging his suit over head. His huge snake was free and swinging with impressive stiffness. He whooped; Karen gasped. His huge cock was only in view while he flew into the pool since he put his Speedo back on before standing. He knew not to touch Karen. He sat in the pool with his eyes fixed on Sue’s pussy and a boyish grin on his face.

“Where’s my top?” Sue demanded. Ken just pointed up to the water wall. “You think I have a problem driving home topless or naked? I just want my expensive top even if I have to ride the slide again.” She finally pulled up her bottoms.

A screaming young guy exited the slide with Sue’s top in hand. He splashed into the pool and stared at Sue’s bare tits and matching bottoms. “Might this be yours, young lady? How can I confirm it is?” Sue pointed to her bottoms. He smirked and shook his head. “This says it’s an ‘A’ cup, but you look like a ‘B’ to me. I suppose I’ll just have to measure you.” Karen’s jaw dropped.