It started as just another lazy afternoon at the pool with our neighbors, the sun kissing my skin as I lounged in my skimpy bikini, feeling the warm water lap at my toes. My husband and I had invited the couple next door, Tom and Lisa, for what we thought would be innocent fun—drinks, laughs, and maybe a little flirting. But as we all stripped down to our swimsuits, I couldn’t help noticing the way Tom’s cock strained against his trunks, a thick bulge that made my pussy throb with curiosity. Lisa caught my eye and winked, her nipples already hardening under her top, teasing us all with her playful glances

We cracked open beers and splashed around, the cool water heightening every touch as bodies brushed against each other. My husband’s hand slid up my thigh under the water, his fingers grazing my bikini bottom, while Tom swam closer, his eyes locked on my cleavage. “You look incredible,” he whispered, his voice low and husky, making my heart race. Lisa giggled and pressed against me, her breasts squishing into my side, her hand trailing down to squeeze my ass. The air was thick with anticipation, and I felt my own nipples pebble, aching for mouths to suck them.

As we moved to the lounge chairs, the beers flowed freely, loosening our inhibitions like a slow burn. Tom stretched out next to me, his bulge even more prominent now, the fabric of his trunks barely containing his growing erection. I licked my lips, imagining wrapping my hand around it, feeling its heat pulse in my grip. Lisa leaned over, her tongue flicking out to trace my earlobe, whispering, “Let’s make this interesting.” She untied her top, letting her full breasts spill free, nipples dark and erect, begging to be licked. My husband watched, his own cock swelling visibly, a wet spot forming on his swimsuit from pre-cum.

The teasing escalated when Lisa pulled me into a kiss, her tongue plunging deep into my mouth, tasting of salt and beer. I moaned into her, my hands roaming to her tits, pinching those hard nipples between my fingers, rolling them until she gasped. Tom and my husband exchanged looks, their bulges throbbing as they stroked themselves through their trunks. “Fuck, that’s hot,” my husband growled, his cock now fully outlined, the head peeking out from the waistband. I broke the kiss and turned to him, licking a trail up his neck before whispering, “Want to join in?”

Tom wasted no time, his hands on my bikini strings, yanking them off to expose my bare pussy, already slick with arousal. He dove between my legs, his tongue lapping at my folds like a starving man, sucking my clit with expert precision. Meanwhile, Lisa straddled my husband, her tits bouncing as she ground against his bulge, teasing him by rubbing her wet cunt over his trapped cock. I arched my back, crying out as Tom’s mouth worked magic, his stubble scratching my inner thighs while he fingered me deep, curling inside my tight walls.

My husband finally freed his cock, a thick, veined monster springing out, dripping with pre-cum as Lisa wrapped her lips around it. She sucked him slow and deep, her head bobbing while I watched, mesmerized by the way her cheeks hollowed. Tom’s bulge was impossible to ignore; he stood, shoving his trunks down to reveal his massive shaft, rock hard and throbbing. I reached out, stroking it firmly, feeling the veins pulse under my palm as I pulled him closer, guiding his cock to my mouth. The first taste was salty and intoxicating, making my pussy clench with need.

The scene devolved into pure chaos as we all gave in—Lisa riding my husband’s face, her juices coating his tongue while he licked her swollen clit. I took Tom’s cock deeper, gagging slightly as he thrust into my throat, his hands fisting my hair. “God, your mouth is perfect,” he groaned, his hips bucking wildly. My nipples were next, with Lisa leaning over to suck them hard, her teeth grazing the sensitive peaks until I screamed in pleasure. The pool water splashed around us, forgotten as our bodies tangled in a heap of sweat and lust.

We moved to the pool deck, laying out towels for more space, and that’s when the real orgy ignited. My husband positioned himself behind Lisa, slamming his bulging cock into her dripping cunt from behind, making her tits jiggle with each thrust. I felt Tom’s hands spread my legs wide, his shaft sliding into me in one brutal stroke, stretching my pussy to its limits. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he panted, pounding me relentlessly while I licked Lisa’s nipples, swirling my tongue around the hard buds until she begged for more.

The air filled with obscene sounds—wet slaps of skin, moans, and the squelch of cocks plunging into soaked holes. Lisa’s hand found my clit, rubbing it in circles as Tom fucked me harder, his balls slapping against my ass. My husband’s cock was a blur, ramming into Lisa’s tight ass now, making her scream in ecstasy. I could feel every inch of Tom inside me, his bulging veins dragging against my G-spot, building an orgasm that threatened to shatter me.

We switched positions, forming a circle of hedonism—Lisa on top of me, scissoring our pussies together in a frantic grind, our clits rubbing as we moaned in unison. Tom took the opportunity to slide his cock between our slick folds, teasing both entrances before plunging back into me. My husband watched, stroking his shaft, then joined in, licking Lisa’s nipples while she rode my face, her juices flowing down my throat. The teasing from earlier had turned into full-blown worship, every touch electric and demanding.

As the sun dipped lower, the orgy’s intensity peaked—Tom’s cock bulging even more as he pulled out of me, dripping with my cum, only to have Lisa suck it clean. I straddled my husband next, sinking onto his throbbing shaft, feeling it fill me completely while Tom pressed against my back, his cock teasing my ass. “Let’s make this a regular thing,” Lisa purred, her fingers working my nipples as we all moved in rhythm. The idea of a monthly get-together sent a fresh wave of heat through me, imagining this every time.

The group dynamic was intoxicating; hands everywhere, mouths sucking and licking, cocks sliding in and out with wet, sloppy sounds. I felt Lisa’s tongue on my clit while my husband fucked her from behind, his balls slapping against her as I kissed Tom deeply, tasting the salt of our shared sweat. Bulging cocks were the stars—thick, hard, and veined, pulsing with every thrust, making me crave more. Nipples were licked, bitten, and sucked until they were red and swollen, heightening the fetish of body adoration.

Climax built like a storm; I came first, my pussy clenching around my husband’s cock as Tom rubbed my clit, sending shocks through my body. Lisa followed, her screams echoing as she squirted over us, her juices mixing with the pool water. Tom pulled out just in time, stroking his bulging shaft until he erupted, hot cum splattering across my tits and Lisa’s face. My husband finished inside me, his cock throbbing as he filled me with his load, our bodies collapsing in a satisfied heap.

In the afterglow, we lay tangled together, breaths heavy and hearts pounding. “That was insane,” Tom said, his hand still caressing my thigh, his softening cock resting against my leg. Lisa smiled, licking the cum from her lips, and suggested, “Let’s make this our monthly ritual—poolside orgies with all the teasing and fucking we can handle.” My husband nodded, his fingers tracing my nipples, already plotting the next time.

As we cleaned up, the idea lingered, turning our double dates into something far more sinful. The memory of bulging cocks, licked nipples, and endless teasing fueled my fantasies, knowing this wouldn’t be the last. We toasted with the last of the beers, sealing the pact for future encounters, our bodies still humming with pleasure.

The sun set on our secret, but the promise of monthly meetups kept the fire burning. I traced my fingers over Lisa’s curves, whispering promises of what we’d do next, while Tom and my husband exchanged knowing grins. This double date had changed everything, turning neighbors into lovers in the most explicit way.