A week had passed since Ashleigh, and I had gone to see a Wednesday night showing of “The House,” and we were both working a late Wednesday night shift. Last Saturday, we both worked the late shift that night, and I followed her home to have an in-person demonstration of one of her new bath bombs. Afterward, I was on my knees, scrubbing some soapy water that found its way out of the tub due to Ashleigh and I having extracurricular activities in the water.
But, as I mentioned, it was now Wednesday night. I was the closing self-checkout cashier, and Ashleigh was the final regular cashier. It was slow, and around 10:30 pm, Ashleigh and I were chatting as we cleaned some of the registers.
After a few minutes, Ashleigh said, “Hey, so, my parents are out of town this weekend, and I’m throwing a party at their house since they have a pool and covered patio. Wanna swing by?”
I stopped wiping down the register and teased her. “Just swing by?” I said.
Ashleigh rolled her eyes and said, “Okay, maybe more than just swing by. I want you to come and hang out. I know you don’t work. You never work on Sundays.”
She was right. I always had Sundays off. “Alright,” I began. “Since you asked so nicely, I’ll stop by and hang out.” And I said it with a little sass.
“Thank you, Jack,” she said. “Should be fun. Gonna order pizza, and we have plenty of drinks already. It’s gonna be a fun relaxing Sunday.”
“What time do you want me to show up?” I asked.
“Anytime between noon and one should be good,” she smiled, brushing her hair back.
“That will work. I’m looking forward to it.”
Ashleigh smiled, and we continued to clean the registers. The last 25 minutes of our shift went by fast, despite the lack of customers. Once the night cashier arrived, Ashleigh and I clocked out. In the parking lot, Ashleigh gave me a “follow me home” face, so I did. I think that is self-explanatory, so needless to say, it was a fun night.
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On Sunday, I arrived at Ashleigh’s parent’s house about a quarter ‘til one. I didn’t bother knocking on the door or ringing the doorbell. I simply walked around the side to the gate.
“Jack! You made it,” Ashleigh exclaimed. She ran up to me, as her 34B breasts bounced in her small bikini. She had yet to get more than her legs in the water. Jumping into my arms, Ashleigh kissed my cheek before my lips.
“I just ordered the pizzas. They should be here soon,” Ashleigh said. “Now, let me introduce you to my friends.”
Ashleigh had invited a few of her friends who were accompanied by their boyfriends. The girls were seated on the edge of the pool with their legs in the water. Their boyfriends had already hopped in the pool. One couple was Noel and Braxton, another Pam and Billy, and the third couple way Mikayla and Eli.
“The guys are now useless as they have already dived in the pool,” Ashleigh said. “Now, you can’t get in before the pizzas arrive because you have to help me answer the door.”
Why we waited, I sat in a chair next to the pool with Ashleigh on my lap. The three couples and I chatted. The four girls all went to the same high school with Noel and Braxton and Mikayla and Eli dating since then. Pam had met Billy during the first semester of their freshman year of college. About 25 minutes into our conversation, the doorbell rings. Ashleigh’s parents had the doorbell to ring in the back patio, too – I thought that was fancy ass shit.
Ashleigh stood up and grabbed a coverup on the way inside. When we arrived at the door, I took the pizzas and breadsticks from the delivery guy while she paid. No, the delivery boy didn’t get a show, but he did get a beautiful view of her legs – which he did stare at. As we walked back out, the oven timer went off.
“Fixing something else?” I asked.
“Cookies for dessert,” she smiled.
I carried the pizzas outside, and the three couples were already out of the pool and ready to eat.
“Jack, come back in here and get the cooler!” Ashleigh yelled from back inside. I returned inside to grab the large cooler, which was full of drinks as she carried out a tray of fresh cookies.
Now Ashleigh’s parents had plenty of deck chairs and table space. Her dad was a real estate manager, and he had plenty of real estate at his home. But none of us took advantage of it. The girls all sat in the laps of their guy while we ate the pizza, breadsticks, and cookies. The conversations were tame and didn’t consist of sexual topics. But each girl wiggled their hips from time to time.
Pam and Billy were the athletes of the group. Billy was a baseball player and had a muscular build. I’m confident that Eli and Braxton held the same opinion as me that we may be wished each of us had half his build. Braxton and I were average builds where Eli was a little stockier like a football lineman. Billy’s girlfriend, Pam, was barely five feet tall compared to his nearly six feet. She was skinny and toned as she was a runner at the girl’s university and had jet-black hair with smaller breasts.
Noel was a brunette and was an exact replica of Ashleigh’s body – about 5’7, athletic, but not as athletic as Pam, and 34B breasts. Braxton was about 5’7, too, and again, had an average build. Mikayla was the curviest of the group. Her wide hips, big ass, and 36D breasts (Ashleigh told me) made her stick out compared to her other friends. She was sexy in her own right and had long brunette hair.
Now each girl was wearing a bikini that didn’t hide much. Ashleigh told me this was normal because they each liked to show off and tease each other’s boyfriends. They all were very comfortable around one another as I would learn more later. But after we ate and conversed, Noel spoke up and suggested, “Hey, why don’t we set up the volleyball net and play a round or two?”
“That sounds like fun! Let’s do it!” Ashleigh responded as she and the other girls jumped up.
Us guys stayed seated and watched the girls clumsily, take the net out of the pool storage shack, and then set it up. Of course, there was the view, too.
“Are you four pervs going to just sit there, or are you going to help us?” Mikayla shouted from across the pool. The four of us got up and helped set the net up. Then we all climbed into the pool.
“What are the teams?” Braxton asked.
“Cocks versus pussies?” Pam proclaimed.
“For sure,” Ashleigh nodded. We all agreed and separated to our sides.
“What are we playing for?” Noel asked Ashleigh.
“We’ll play the best of three sets,” Ashleigh began. “The person who scores the winning point in the second win for their team gets to take their partner into the shower room and…” her voice trailed off.
“And what?” implored Noel.
“And they get to decide what happens. Their partner has no say,” Ashleigh proposed slyly.
The guys all agreed, and then the girls did, too. It was a spirited first game with several solid rallies, but the girls won 21-17. The second game was a back-and-forth battle. The girls led 26-25 when a long rally ended with Pam scoring the final and winning point for the girls. After a big group hug, accompanied by joyful cheers, Pam looked over at Billy with ‘come with me’ eyes.
They climbed out and entered the shower room, which was basically a shack. It also had a bench for changing. It was simple yet very nice accommodation that was going to come in handy.
The remaining six of us got out of the pool only briefly to grab more food and drinks. While we grabbed our food, Ashleigh informed me that her friends had two rules for pool parties. The first was, if they want to have any sexual fun with their date, they must do it in front of everybody. That is why it was a treat for the winning point scorer to be able to have fun behind the closed walls of the shower room. The second rule was, if you chose to have sexual fun with your date, you must remain naked for the rest of the party. Apparently, these rules dated back to their years in high school.
I was a little shocked to hear these rules, but they didn’t bother me. Ashleigh made sure it was clear to me that no sharing ever occurred. The closest anyone could call a threesome was one of the girls holding another girl’s hair as a blow job was being performed. Other than that, there was ogling with playful teasing and flirting, but nothing more. They were also fortunate that her parents had tall shrubs intertwining with a steel fence that kept the backyard closed off from peeping eyes.
Then we all heard Pam moan, “Oh William.”
“Oh boy,” said Mikayla
“Yep,” said Ashleigh, and she turned to me. “She only calls Billy, ‘William,’ when he is fucking her in the ass.”
“Come on, everybody. Grab your food and drinks, and let’s hop back in the pool and listen!” Noel was clearly excited to listen to her friend get fucked. We all gathered to the side of the pool and hopped in. The shower room was located about ten feet off the edge, along the long side of the pool. We all sat there for the next few minutes, enjoying our food as Pam moaned and yelped, while Billy grunted as he fucked his girlfriend. Then we heard the pair of them orgasm.
A few moments later, Pam poked her head around the door of the shower room.
“Ashleigh,” she paused as she saw that we all had listened to her and Billy fuck. “You guys didn’t,” Pam asked, knowing the answer. We all nodded like excited school children.
“You guys are terrible … But I would expect nothing less. So, Ashleigh…” Pam’s voice trailed off.
“Yes, Pam,” Ashleigh answered.
“Are we enforcing the rules today?” Pam asked softly.
“Why wouldn’t we?” Ashleigh responded as if she was surprised.
“Well … Jack is new here and…” Pam began, but Ashleigh interrupted her and asked me a serious of questions.
“Jack, do you know what just took place inside the shower room?”
“I do,” I said firmly with a nod.
“Have you ever seen a naked woman before?”
“I have.”
“Have you ever seen a naked man before?”
“I have been in a men’s locker room, yes,” I answered slowly and sheepishly as I had to admit I had seen another man naked before as if that was a surprising answer.
“See Pam. Jack is no stranger to nudity or sex. The rules are the rules.” Ashleigh said, and Noel and Mikayla agreed with her.
“Fine.” Pam sighed. She knew she had lost but also hinted that the rules were never going to be lifted and knew it.
As Pam and Billy walked out, we all whistled, hooted, and hollered at them. Pam wiggled her ass to the six of us before leading Billy to get more food. Each of them followed the rules and stayed nude for the remainder of the party.
Noel and Braxton were the first couple to break away us three couples lined up on the edge of the pool. There was a line of four loungers, and as Pam and Billy sat on a lounger at one end to eat their food, Noel and Braxton claimed the lounger on the other end. Braxton dropped his trunks and laid on his back. Noel stripped off her bikini, got on her knees, and started to suck his cock.
“Like clockwork,” Mikayla said.
“Every time,” Ashleigh said to Mikayla. “She always starts with a blow job for Braxton when she is with us,” Ashleigh clarified to me.
Pam and Billy watched as the four of us in the pool did. I was admiring the openness each couple had with one another, too. But it wasn’t long before Mikayla had admired enough and ushered Eli out of the pool.
“Watch this, Jack,” Mikayla said to me as they climbed out. Ashleigh and I both turned around and followed the couple strip and walk over to a fire pit where Ashleigh’s father had built a circular stone bench. Eli was already hard as he could be when he sat down. Mikayla didn’t hesitate to get on her knees and in one swift motion, was titty-fucking her boyfriend’s cock.
Once Pam and Billy had finished their food, Pam laid Billy down on the lounger, but she climbed on top and sank onto his cock. They made out for the longest time, with Pam moving up and then back down on his cock sporadically. Before anything else happened, Ashleigh led me out of the pool. She grabbed an oversized towel from the pool storage shack and spread it out on the grass. Placing her hands on my shoulder, she kissed me and said, “We aren’t going to do anything here because I have plans for later.” She winked and said, “But take off your trunks and don’t if you get hard … errr … harder.”
We smiled at one another and removed our swimwear. Ashleigh laid down on her side, so I did the same and spooned her. My arm wrapped around under her breasts and my cock hardened more. Ashleigh slipped it between her legs and giggled as she did. It was at this point we both drifted into a nap.
When we awoke, maybe 20 or 30 minutes later, a few things had changed. We awoke from Noel’s cries of joy from Braxton and them fucking in a missionary position in the grass, not 20 feet from us. On the opposite side of the pool, Mikayla was bent over a countertop next to the grill. Eli was plowing her from behind. Pam was still on top of Billy, but now, she was bouncing on him continuously.