A Night in the Hills

It was just another night hanging with the Hills, drinking cosmos and complaining about work. They'd recently moved into their home on the hill. Yes, it was the Hills' home on the hill. It was a gargantuan structure built and still stuck in the 70s. We all sat at the large bar that dominated their family room. The Cosmos were pink; I don't remember why. And strong. Very strong.

The Hill's house on the hill had a beautifully landscaped yard. It featured a large pool and jacuzzi, with a running waterfall. A large deck featured an outdoor living room with 3 large, comfortable couches around a gas fire pit. Nearby was a table that seated 8. The built-in BBQ and bar area had a sink and small refrigerator below the bar. It was a great place to party.

Lydia and Bob were drinkers. I was nowhere near their league. Often, when they passed out on the couch watching TV, I'd blow out the candles and lock up the house. Tonight was different. I had invited a colleague visiting from Norway. By colleague, I mean someone who I really dreamed of fucking. Eva was a regional VP who had world-class legs. We had commiserated over drinks about our sexless marriages when we first met at a company event in New York, and teased each other about it mercilessly, and flirted ever since.

We were all in shorts; the Santa Ana's had been blowing for a couple of days, and the heat was oppressive. Bob's air conditioning had all but given up, and the house was hot. The Cosmos were cold and delicious, but a minor comfort.

"I need to jump in the pool. I'm dying." Lydia announced. "I'd join you, but I don't have a swimming costume." Eva bemoaned. "No need; the pool is textile-free after dark." Lydia laughed and headed out the patio doors, removing her t-shirt. "Come on, you pussies! You need an engraved invitation? We shared looks, reached an unspoken consensus, and followed her outside. The heat hit us like a wall. Lydia stood at the edge of the pool, stripped off her shorts and panties, looked over her shoulder, and said, "What are you waiting for? Get naked!", and dove into the pool.

Lydia was a competitive swimmer in college and had the body to prove it--broad shoulders, small breasts, long, sinewy legs, and a perfect muscular ass. I was still admiring her beauty when Eva stripped down next to me. My jaw may have dropped. No curve on her body didn't demand worship. She winked at me and dove into the pool. Both women started teasing us to get naked. Bob and I stripped and jumped in the pool to join them. As I came up for air, Eva jumped on my back, wrapping her arms and legs around me, her beautiful breasts crushing into my back. She whispered, "We are single for the night. Enjoy."

Lydia yelled, "Chicken Fight!", and pushed Bob underwater, climbing on his shoulders. Sputtering, Bob stood up with his stunning wife wrapped around his neck. "Mount up, Eva!" Eva, without missing a beat, commanded, "Prepare to be mounted, noble steed!" Her hands on my shoulders, pulling herself up as I knelt. I grabbed her legs to steady her and stood up, intensely aware that her pussy was now grinding on the back of my neck, her full breasts resting on my head.

Bob and Lydia moved toward us. Lydia grabbed Eva's arms, pulling and pushing, trying to dislodge her. My hands grabbed Eva's thighs to steady her as she fought Lydia off. I felt her lovely tits bounce as she struggled. I caught Bob's eye and grinned. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

Eva's thighs were like a vise, a very silky, hot vise, around my neck. Suddenly, Lydia lunged and pushed Eva backwards. We all went under the water. As I came up, face to face with Eva. She pushed away, "Catch me if you can!" and swam away. I swam after her and caught an ankle. She twisted around, ending up wrapped in my arms, pretending to struggle. I held her close. Eva stopped as she realized that my cock was hard and pressed against her stomach. She wrapped her arms around my neck and straddled my waist. "Mmmmm, Jake, something is definitely ready to be mounted."

Across the pool, Bob and Lydia watched. Bob yelled, "Don't worry about us kids. What happens on the hill stays on the hill." Lydia splashed him. "You're bad." He turned to her and pulled her close. "Yes, I am. Let's get into the jacuzzi and give these kids some room. I'll show you how bad I can be." Lydia reached for his hardening cock. "Yes, sir." Leading him by his now solid member, up the pool stairs.

My lips were locked with Eva's, and our tongues were sparring as she ground her pussy against me. My cock was contentedly sitting between her thighs as she squirmed. She tasted wonderful. I sucked her tongue and gently sucked her lower lip. She leaned back and floated with her legs still wrapped around me. Her breasts were full, her pink, with dollar-sized areolae framing her erect nipples, begging to be sucked. My hands caressed her ass cheeks as I supported her, my eyes dazzled by this wet nymph. I looked up and realized that Bob and Lydia hadn't made it to the jacuzzi.

Lydia was on her knees, draped over the back of the couch, moaning and whimpering, as Bob fucked her from behind. Bob always joked that his last name meant "long hard one" in German. He wasn't kidding. He was a big boy, and his full, low-hanging balls slapped against Lydia's cunt with every stroke. Lydia seemed to have a mantra going: "fuck me, fuck me, yes, fuck me! Bob grabbed her hair with one hand, pulling her head back as he slammed into her. The thumb of his other hand pressed into Lydia's asshole. She screamed, "Yes", her mouth open, groaning and panting with every penetrating thrust.

I looked down and realized Eva was watching them intently. "Wow. Look at them go! Bob has certainly been blessed." She stood and grabbed my hand. "I think this means the jacuzzi is free. Let's go warm up." As she climbed out of the pool, I watched her slender ass swing. Her breasts were full; she had slim hips and lovely round ass cheeks. At the top of the stairs, she paused and bent over, pussy and asshole perfectly framed by the cheeks of her ass. Peeking back at me, she said softly, "See anything you like?" I slapped her ass, and she jumped. "I'll take that as a yes."

Lydia was now straddling Bob's lap, riding him, as she watched us get out of the pool. Bob's hands teased her clit, as she milked his cock slowly. Lydia said, "I think the show is about to start, love." Bob grunted, "I'm enjoying my front row seat here. Fuck, you are a sexy cunt". Lydia laughed, "You always say the nicest things to me, my big boy." Bob thrust up into her in response. She yelped, "Oh no you don't! This is my ride; you just sit there and enjoy the view." Her pussy lips gripped him tightly as she rose and fell in his lap.

Eva had slipped into the jacuzzi. I sat on the edge to get in when she stopped me. "Just sit there," she commanded and grabbed my cock. She wrapped her other hand around my balls and caressed them as she bent and enveloped my cock with her mouth. The burbling waterfall above the jacuzzi almost drowned out my groan of pleasure.

Lydia giggled as she rode, "Oh, the show has definitely started. She is fucking Jake with her throat. Now that's a special talent!" Bob leaned around and took a look. "Wow, her tits are incredible." Lydia teased, "You'd love to get your hands on those, wouldn't you?" "And my mouth", said Bob, his mouth attacking her tits.

I ran my hand through Eva's hair as she gagged on my cock. I couldn't believe this was finally happening. I had spilled a ton of cum imagining what it would be like to play with Eva. The reality was infinitely better than I imagined. I held her head and pulled her up off my cock, my lips finding hers and kissing her deeply, as I slipped into the water. "I want to taste you now, but not in here." "Ummm, okay if you insist," she teased, "but if not here, where? "There's another big soft couch to play on right over there." Eva looked and grinned, "You are a nasty boy, aren't you?" I grinned evilly. "I thought you might enjoy watching Bob and Lydia while I worship your cunt. I want to hear and feel you orgasm while my head is buried between your thighs." "Sounds like a plan, sir." Eva saluted.

Holding hands, we casually walked over to join Lydia and Bob, enjoying the view of Lydia's full ass rising and falling on Bob's large cock. When we got close, Eva cooed in Lydia's ear, "Mind if we join you?" "Feel free, love. The more the merrier," Lydia panted.

Bob had begun to hammer her, his hips thrusting his cock in and out of her cunt. It was mesmerizing to watch. Lydia's ass was beautiful to watch.

Transfixed, I wrapped my arms around Eva, my cock pressed hard against her lovely ass. My right hand slipped down and cupped her pussy, two fingers slipping inside her. My other hand found her plump left breast, kneading it and teasing her nipple. "Don't stop," she gasped, her hips undulating, fucking my fingers as we watched. My plan to eat her was forgotten.

Lydia's head had dropped back, her eyes closed as Bob pummeled her. "Fuck me! Fuck! Fuck me like you want to fuck Eva, you bastard!" She fell forward onto his chest as he continued to hammer her. Her asshole stretched open as he grabbed her cheeks, spreading her wide open.

I grabbed Eva's neck, firmly pushing her down and forward; her hands caught the arm of the couch as I grabbed her hips, the tip of my impossibly hard penis between her pink lips and thrust into her with one stroke. I fucked her mercilessly as we watched the obscenely hot view of Lydia riding the wildly bucking Bob.

The hot night air was filled with the wet sounds of bodies slapping together. The moans, whimpers, and mindless cussing echoed in the night. The neighbors couldn't mistake the sounds for anything but wild human rutting.

Eva and I had moved way beyond flirting. We were indeed "single" for the night. As I thrust, I watched my cock framed by her luscious cheeks, her pretty asshole winking invitingly; I suspected this wouldn't be the last time we were "single for the night."

Eva was gutturally chanting "Fuck, fuck, fuck", punctuated by explosive whimpers and moans as I fucked her ferociously. Her face smashed into the couch, her back arched, as her hand attacked her clit. She slammed her ass back to meet my thrusts. We fucked like animals in heat. Eva's juices were flowing, hot and slick. Our pace ebbed and flowed. Our bodies knew what we needed. Finally, I leaned forward, squeezing her breasts; my breath hot on her neck. I growled in her ear. "Come for me. Come now, you beautiful slut!" My mouth found her neck, marking her as I sucked. Unaware that Bob and Lydia had finished and were cuddled up, intently watching us fuck.

Eva's mantra had now become "Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" Her body vibrating with pleasure as her orgasm hit and radiated through her body. As it hit, she fell silent, mouth open, head falling back. Her cunt grabbed my cock and milked me, as I roared, flooding her cervix with cum. I collapsed on top of her, and we rolled to our sides, gasping for air. My cock was still firmly lodged in her juicy, molten pussy. "Oh fuck", she groaned. "What the hell have we been waiting for?"

Lydia's hand stroked Bob's recovering and growing cock. "Give her a minute, big boy," she whispered. "She's been eyeing your cock all night. Almost as much as you've been eye fucking her tits. God knows I want to taste her. We've got time." "You think Jake will play?" Bob asked.

Lydia snorted, "Honey, you know how much he loves my ass. Jake will be just fine!"

She wasn't wrong. I'd cum in the Hills many times. The night was young.