It was the summer of 1988. We attended our ten-year high school reunion. Kelly had a gang of girls she had run with since eighth grade. We left the reunion around midnight. Five of the women and I were invited to the parent’s house of one of them. Donna lived out of town and was staying there and her folks were also out of town, so we had the place to ourselves. The main reason we all went for an ‘after party’ was that they had a huge in-ground pool.

We arrived and broke out the bar and ladies kept up the pretty good pace of drinking they had established at the reunion. Soon it was decided we should head to the pool. Of course, no one had swimsuits, so the ladies stripped to undergarments for the most part.

Kelly saw no reason to get things wet so she stripped naked. Yvonne, who Kelly and I started having sex with in high school, was there. None of the other three knew about that sex so Yvonne was playing it cool and left on bra and panties. Becca was whopping it up and ready to party. She was braless under her clothing and wearing a thong. Becca’s boobs were close in size to Kelly’s.

Becca was about a 36D with ginormous ‘silver dollar momma’ areola. They were probably four inches across and cover much of her tits. It was a three-way tie for best looking between Kelly, Yvonne, and Becca. The other two, Linda and Donna, were decent looking, just a step-down. They also kept on their bra and panties. I was in my boxers.

We all jumped into the pool and started having stupid fun. The only light was moonlight, and not too much of that either. Pretty quickly it was a goofy game of toss the ball and if I ‘caught’ the girl with the ball I pulled off a piece of their clothing. During one of my ‘attacks’ on Becca, she turned the tables and ripped off my boxers while quickly grabbing my cock. The fun continued as now I was working on the ladies’ nipples and playing with their tits. Kelly kept the football action on her friends because she knew, hey, why wouldn’t I like feeling up her friends?

We had been goofing around in the pool for probably an hour. I had pulled Yvonne under the water and sucked her tits while fingering her twat. She tugged my hardon until we needed to surface for air. Every time I got near Becca she came after my cock. Toward the end of our pool time, she went underwater and sucked on me as long as she could hold her breath. I fingered Kelly any time I went past her.

Linda and Donna had been shooing my hands away from their pussies but let me play with their tits. Eventually, Linda gave it up when she felt my hard-on brush her leg. She immediately latched onto it and spread her knees letting me play in her hairy slot with my hand.

Playing in a pool is a hell of a workout and Yvonne was the first one out, followed by Donna. Kelly and I had a nice little session of me rubbing her clit and she stroking my cock, then she hopped out. I met Becca and Linda near the ladder. One was on either side of me and they were both grabbing my cock. They worked out taking turns, one would stroke me while the other played with my sack. And this was no slow speed, play time deal. They were intent on making me cum.

Becca went for my ear and started kissing and nibbling. Linda followed suit on the other side. That did it! Linda was jacking me. I stiffened up. Becca put her hand across the head of my cock. I fucking launched! Linda was a gem. I was spurting and she kept stroking me. Becca whispered in my ear, “You shoot like a fucking rifle.” Once Linda was confident I was fully drained she let go. There was just enough light they could see the large cum cloud in the water.

Each of them took a turn sucking my tongue out of my mouth and then climbed out of the pool. I got out and went on a hunt for various pieces of undies that were tossed here, there and everywhere. The gals were into another round of drinks when I entered the house. Everyone stayed naked and it was no big deal. It was fun seeing them all in the light; Kelly with her huge 32F tits and shaved snatch, Yvonne and her pointy tits with eraser-hard brown nipples and also shaved.

Becca’s areola were fascinating as hell to me. I’d never seen anything so huge. She clearly had taken a trimmer to her bush and it looked like two-weeks of growth. Linda and Donna had pretty normal, small B-cups and hair pies that had never been trimmed.

Everyone was invited to spend the night. Kelly and I lived nearby so there was no need. Becca’s husband worked third shift and she insisted she had to be home before he was. Becca had been drinking quite a bit and she was shitfaced. No one would let her drive so I was nominated to drive her home. The first problem was; try as we might, no one could find her top. So, using drunk logic, I had to give her my shirt.

It was about a twenty-minute drive to her house. We had a little chit-chat, but nothing much was said. Becca said I needed to come in so she could give me my shirt. As soon as we stepped into the house she closes the door behind me, turns and peels off my shirt. She’s topless and pulls my mouth to her nipples. Soon I have them hard as diamonds. She drops her skirt and is now nude. She pushes me into the living room and onto the carpet. She tugs off my slacks and then drops her head to my crotch and starts licking my cock.

She works all around my head, all along my shaft, all around my sack, sucks in each ball and swirls it around her mouth, then works her way back to the tip and engulfs my whole cock in her mouth. She has me rock hard and my hips are rocking to the beat. After five minutes or so she pulls off of my dick and moves up to kiss me. She straddles me while we’re kissing. I can feel her reach and grab my cock. She holds it pointing straight up, breaks our kiss, sits up and drops down the length of my shaft with her wet cunt.

Although she is as wet as Kelly gets, her twat is significantly tighter. As in damn near virgin-tight! We are having a great fuck! I watched her big boobs bounce for a bit before I grabbed them. She is slamming that tight twat up and down on me using long strokes. She suddenly speeds up and places her hands on my shoulders. As she’s slamming as hard as she can, she starts wailing, “Yes, yes, yes, oh, yes, Yes! YES! YES! YES!” and then orgasms. That did it for me. I slammed my cock up deep into her and let go with a blast.

In just moments Becca climbed off, kissed me and said, “I really needed to feel that. You have a great cock. Now go home and fuck Kelly.” She had me shoved out the door while I was still trying to get my slacks on. Not that I’m complaining, mind you! A fuck is a fuck.

Kelly and I dragged our asses home and slept in late, suffering some hangover. By afternoon I was on top of her and having a good fuck. As we were fucking I told her about the pool games and how Becca and Linda jacked me off. She knew we were up to something and congratulated me for getting off. Then I told her about Becca fucking me. Kelly asked, “Didn’t you wonder why I didn’t just ride with you while you took her home?”

Well, she had me there, caught in a clear example of man-stupid. Kelly said, “Becca pulled me aside and said she loved playing with you and feeling you cum in her hand.”

“I told her that she needed to feel you in her pussy. She looked at me like I had lost my mind. I said that I’d have you take her home, and she had my blessing to fuck you if she wanted. She wasn't too sure about that but I told her that she really should fuck you." I think it helped that she was drunk and her pussy did the thinking.

“Ummm… Thank you?” I wasn’t sure what to say. I had been set up and I loved it!

Two years later, the same crowd was at our house. It was a ladies' lingerie party. It was kind of like a Tupperware party, but more fun. I was only allowed to stay in the house because the gals wanted me to be the bartender/server. And I was doing a great job! Soon enough the sales person left. Everyone had purchased an outfit and they all headed to our basement to play cards in their new lingerie.

Kelly came up and told me I still needed to be their bartender but I had to change clothes. She pulled out a ‘banana hammock’ she had bought. My face said ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ as clearly as I could. Kelly insisted. A couple of minutes later I am walking into the rec room with my dick in this ridiculous thing. The gals went nuts. It was like a Chippendale’s show.

I filled their margaritas and then they all demanded that I dance. What the fuck? In for a dime, in for a dollar. I gave them a hell of a show as I danced around. Then I went up to each of them individually around the table. I had their hands all over my chest, ass, and thighs. As I kept dancing up to each of them, Yvonne was the first to stroke me through the fabric. They all whooped as they saw me growing (I guess I’ve never shared that I am definitely a grower, not a shower). Now each of them was stroking me as I danced around.

The hammock could handle no more and it was starting to hurt. Kelly saw the strain and announced she had to help me out. She pulled it off of me and used one hand to piston up and down my shaft. Now that she had me steel hard, I was dancing around with my hard-on bouncing around like a lightsaber! Becca was next up. She grabbed my nuts and deep throated my dick. They were all really hooting now! Donna looked like she was scared to death. I waved it right in her face. At last, she stroked me a couple of times. Yvonne deep throated me next. Linda was also wary but she grabbed me and started to really play around with my balls and shaft.

Kelly had run upstairs for a moment. She pulled a Redi-Whip can from behind her back and blasted my dick with whipped cream. She licked me clean and passed the can. Peer pressure works! All of them, Donna included, sprayed my cock and licked it clean. Donna even sucked me into her mouth.

This amount of fun was doing its job. I gave Kelly a look. Sometimes silly fun all goes to hell when someone gets an unexpected mouthful of cum and I was getting close.

Kelly said, “We want to watch you cum, don’t we gals!” Of course, they all cheered. “Jerk it!” she demanded. There was room at the end of the table and I stepped right up to the table and started to jerk off.

“This would be easier if I saw some boobs,” I said. All five went along and removed their bras. It was helping, being able to look at a titty buffet while I jerked off. I was standing between Donna and Yvonne. Yvonne reached out and massaged my nut sack. Donna grabbed my ass and actually put a finger in my butt crack.

The room went silent. All of their eyes were on that little hole at the tip of my penis. Becca started to rub her nipples. Kelly was at the opposite end of the table. She couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up and put one hand down her panties and fingers into her twat as the other hand mashed a tit. That did it! I fucking went off like a rocket!

I may not have the biggest cock in the world but I can produce a world class cumshot and that was one of my biggest ever. The second blast hit Kelly’s tummy. When I was finally drained out there were four thick streams of my jizz laid across the table and a big puddle of dribbles under my dick.

I saw it hit. The gals missed it because they were watching me. Kelly screamed out, “Oh fuck!” and fell forward to the table as she orgasmed. Becca was fucking herself under the table and she came next. Donna, Linda, and Yvonne each went for their twats. Kelly was still going at it. So was Becca. It was now a five-way orgasm race. All eyes were on me so I started beating my limp meat. Yvonne slid her chair back so I could see her masturbating. She pulled off her panties.

Donna did the same thing on the other side. Damn! This was fucking wild! Becca stood up and dropped her panties. Kelly was right with her. Linda, Donna, and Yvonne all stood, naked, as all six of us masturbated. Donna came first in ‘round two’ with a loud moan. That set off Yvonne who came quietly as always. I could tell Kelly was holding back. Linda came with a soft, “Oh shit!” Becca was really working herself over. Two fingers slapping in and out of that tight, wet cunt and the other hand rubbing her bean for a minute and then pulling off. Soon she came. I was hard as a rock, but so soon behind a huge load, I don’t know?

Kelly put one foot up on Becca’s chair. She was nearly leaning over the table. Her hand was flying at a hundred miles an hour. We locked eyes. She had a pleading painful look on her face. “Do it. Do it for me. I want to see it,” I said.

The room was again silent except for the sloshing wet sounds of Kelly beating her cunt to death. Then the countdown began: “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUUUUUCK!” and Kelly sprayed more cum than I had. Becca was soaked all along her side, hip and thigh. Everyone was still standing. Kelly sprayed cum almost two feet onto the table. Except for Yvonne, the rest were slack-jawed. It worked for me.

It wasn’t anything to brag about, but I also got off one reasonable cum shot that landed about a foot onto the table. We all collapsed and sat down. No one spoke. I got up and headed upstairs.

Kelly filled me in later. Becca confessed that she thought she was some sort of freak because she normally squirted, a lot! She worked really hard to cum and not squirt in front of her friends. The conversation moved on and then circled back. Her friends wanted to see how she naturally cums. Becca acquiesced and jerked off sitting on the table for them. Kelly sucked on her tits and helped play with her clit. When Becca finally came she didn’t shoot like Kelly, rather she unloaded a flood; like a huge puddle on the table, like somebody knocked over a drink. All were amazed. Suddenly the non-squirters felt a little left out.

Before Becca jacked for them again one of the topics was the taste of my cum. Donna was curious and they all wiped some up off the table with their fingers and tasted my jizz. The consensus was that I tasted at least as good as any other they had each tasted.

I was in the living room watching TV. The group came up, all of them still naked. They headed for the bathroom to clean up. I heard both the shower and the sink running. One by one they came out and found their clothes, dressed and said their goodbyes. Needless to say, we all looked at each other differently from that point on.