Her pushes against his hips became harder and nearly frantic, and this allowed him to screw her ass deeper and deeper until he almost could imagine being entirely engulfed within this gorgeous girl's cheeks. Soon part of him was as he flooded her with his delight. They finished their entwinement, and when they were able to open their eyes they noticed that they were alone in the room.
Jimmy found his tank suit and a towel for Tanya, and they ventured out of the master bedroom. No one was in the living room, but they did hear some giggling coming from the back bedroom. Hand in hand they headed for the sounds, and found the other three beginning a whole new venture.
This was technically a bedroom, but it had been outfitted for other activities besides sleep. There were pulleys and ropes attached at various places around the bed, which was covered in pink silk sheets. On the dresser there was an array of devices made of rubber and plastic. There was a video camera on a tripod, track lighting, and many mirrors located around the walls, as well as a large one on the ceiling.
Off of this room was an outdoor deck completely surrounded with a fence, and Jimmy remembered that he had wondered how Tanya had achieved such an all-over tan. Apparently she had been in, or at least through this room before.
The giggling was coming mostly from Barbara, already secured to the bed at the ankles, and was laughing as Dana tickled her and Mike tried to tie her wrists.
Jimmy also noticed a large bowl of ripe fruit on the nightstand next to the bed. Tanya gave his hand a squeeze, picked up an apple, took a juicy bite from it and headed out onto the deck. Jimmy poked his head out into the bright sunshine to take a look. The architecture of the complex allowed each condo to have a completely private piece of the sky. The deck above theirs was recessed back a little, but each was surrounded by a wall that didn't allow easy peeking over. There was a picnic table and benches, and a large gas grill next to it. On the other side were 4 lounge chairs, an outdoor refrigerator, and a pile of neatly folded towels. Tanya sauntered over to the pile of towels, her golden skin nearly glowing in the afternoon sunshine. She reached under the pile and pulled out sunglasses, tanning oil, and a magazine. She spread out the towel on a lounge chair which she laid flat, slipped on the glasses to protect her green eyes, and stretched herself out in the warmth of the day like a cat in a spot of kitchen sunshine. Looking over her shoulder at Jimmy, she asked, "If you want to go back into the play room you're welcome to, but I could really use some lotion on my back. Would you please?" The giggling had stopped in the "play room", as she'd called it, and he was curious about what was going on in there, but he could hardly refuse such a nice request.
Timidly he stepped out onto the deck, glancing around to see if there were any vantage points from above that could see into this space, and gained confidence as he saw how isolated they were. Kneeling down beside her he dribbled the oil out onto her back in teasing little drops. Goose bumps sprang up on her skin, and she shivered with delight, but he warmed her up with his hands as he worked it into her back.
She loosened up gradually and he felt her muscles slackening under his ministrations. She opened her magazine, and he saw that it was a "couples" kind. She gazed at the pairs of lovers on each page, man and woman, woman and woman, man and man. Jimmy allowed his hands to wander a little farther down her frame, marvelling at the petite waist, tight cheeks, and muscular legs. He added some oil to her thighs, and really massaged her legs, working his way down to the calfs, the ankles, and the tiny feet.
Tanya luxuriated in the warmth of both the sun and Jimmy's knowledgeable hands. Usually her feet were quite ticklish, but his fingers kneeded and caressed them without any discomfort. She turned her head to the side and was aware of the colors all around her. The bright blue sky with its cottony white clouds. The red brick walls around them, and the florescent pink plastic lounge chair she was lying on. She propped herself up on her elbows and turned to look back at this hunk giving her a massage.
He was so unlike the boys she had gone out with. He was willing to give as well as take. She admired his muscular chest that was almost hairless. His short blonde hair made him look young, but she knew he was an experienced man who knew his way around the block. She gazed lower at his tight stomach muscles and the beginnings of his pubic hair before her legs and the chair blocked her view. They had made love not long ago, but with so many involved she hadn't really been able to appreciate his special attentions the way she was now.
Ooo it felt so good. His hands working her feet and then her ankles. Her legs felt like jelly as he massaged up her calves and then the back of her knees. He made his way to her thighs and lingered there a bit, rubbing in a little more oil, spreading her legs a little to get at the muscles of her inner thighs. Then, aaah, his slippery fingers found the place where her legs came together. She allowed him to massage and caress her lips, but then turned over and sat up.
Jimmy looked surprised and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"No, not a thing," she smiled back at him. "But here you've been making me feel so good,…I just want to return the favor."
She got him to straddle the lounge chair sitting up, and then leaned over and sucked his cock as deeply into her mouth as she could. He leaned back and braced himself with a hand on each side of the chair. She then gave his shaft a tongue-bath. The tip steadily grew and filled with blood until it looked like a mushroom. He was so hard that it grew a dark red, almost purple color. He didn't poke straight out but slightly curved upward. Tanya covered her teeth with her lips and slid her mouth up and down, squeezing with her fingers, and sucking as hard as she could. Again, she thought, it feels so good to be with a real man!
Outside, the two blondes, the little teenaged girl celebrating her 19th birthday, and the neighbor from across the way, continued their activity.
Inside, Barbara had been secured to the bed by her husband, with Dana helping out. Dana noticed that all the straps holding Barb to the bed had snaps on them that Barbara could reach and undo any time she wanted. Dana relaxed in the knowledge that anyone involved in this kinkiness was doing so of their own volition. The straps really held her securely, but could be easily released any time the one bound chose. Mike opened a closet door and pulled out a belt, collar, bracelets, and anklets all made of leather with silver studs on them. Then he got out a second set. One he handed to Dana and the other he began to put on his wife. Dana put the collar on, then the anklets and bracelets. She had momentarily wondered about the belt, thinking maybe Mike had meant to use it on Barbara, but then she saw him hooking it around her waist.
She followed suit and admired herself in the mirror. The feel of the leather and the smell of it aroused her. She looked so different from the prim and proper wife she had always thought herself. She was slowly changing her self appraisal, and she liked the changes. She felt more powerful, more in control, more willing to accept that pleasure was alright to receive.
When she turned back to Mike and Barbara she had a glint in her eye not previously there. "Don't you look good?" admired Mike. Dana then walked over to the dresser and considered which of the "toys" she would try.
Her eyes roamed over the assortment of dildoes, vibrators, handcuffs, ben-wa balls, creams and jellies. She also noticed a couple of masks. She picked up one that would cover a face from the nose up, that was in black velvet with colored feathers lining the top edge. She tried it on and looked in the mirror.