Gigi Unleashed- After the Poolside BBQ

Last weekend, my husband and I went to my first orgy. I had thought that it would just be a “clothing optional” party, but things sort of went a little further. To make a long story short, the weekend before the party I asked my husband, Jerry to let a long-time dream of mine be fulfilled and he agreed on the conditions that I become a total slut and exhibitionist. Since what I wanted was to have a baby out of wedlock and by so many guys that we would have no chance of tracking down the bio-dad, I agreed. Jerry had shared me with several of his friends in our first year of marriage so I knew he didn’t mind me fucking around. I had been quietly fucking a guy or three per week since we moved in to these apartments in the early spring, and especially since he insisted on me going topless every weekend, so this was just going all out on sex. But man was it all out.
Starting this weekend, to satisfy Jerry, I had to go nude to the pool. After last weekend’s fuck-fest, I was more than happy to do this. In fact, I actually wanted to do this. Last weekend I asked him to tie my top to the antennae while I was fucking everything with three legs to show him how badly I wanted my “Mystery Baby”. We had made a bet that if my top blew off on the way home, I wouldn’t wear a top to the pool on the weekend ever again and that after I got to the pool, I would lose my bottom at least as much as I had been losing my top the past couple of weekends. Two weekends ago, I had finally given up on modesty, nothing bad was happening as Jerry forced me to go topless and I sort of enjoyed it. So I began letting my top get lost in the pool for most of the day till the kids showed up in the afternoon. Then I would more and more belatedly “notice” it lost and walk around the pool looking for it, as if I actually wasn’t fully aware of where it had fallen off. Finally, I would dive in and somehow always manage to come up in front of a few guys to put it back on… after I stood up, flung my hair out of the way, etc. It blew off. I happily agreed go topless to the pool every weekend and to lose my bottoms quickly. Actually, I planned on not even getting my bottoms out of their drawer, till after we went home for lunch and our lunchtime fuck.
I also agreed to wear skimpy, sexy, easily removed clothing anytime I went out. I wouldn’t stop anyone from feeling me up, especially if Jerry could see. I could see how much fun I had been having as he forced me out of my comfort zone, so I agreed to encourage them and if they went further than I wanted, I wouldn’t stop them immediately. I would simply say, “That’s far enough” or “Do that for awhile, but no further”, and allow them to continue for a little while. Maybe what I objected to was pulling my top up at all in the mall. Actually, squeezing my tits in the mall was out of my comfort zone, but I had already told several guys to do just that. So then, before I could stop them from going further than squeezing me and pulling my top up to squeeze them better, they were kissing my tits. I agreed that I would let them continue kissing my tits, since they had gotten that far, but I wouldn’t let them go any farther. If I had been quicker, I could have stopped them at just pulling up my top, but if I let them get past that, then they were past. Of course, as Jerry pointed out, if what they were doing got me ready for more, I could always encourage them to go further or redirect them by pulling their hand to my crotch or something. Also, if one of my holes wasn’t covered, I would let anyone enter any of them. I guess that means I’ll be giving a lot of blowjobs. I’ll have to be nude a lot to avoid them, hmmm, not a bad choice. I mean bj’s are ok, but a good hard cock in my pussy or butt is far better. For his part, he would try to get as many guys to fuck me as he could. It was a deal made in heaven.
Anyway, I was waiting for him outside and nude, but Jerry asked me to put my new string bottoms on. Last night we bought a tie-on, thong bikini so that I would have a top and could go to the pool during the week. The management did nothing on the weekends, but they had kicked a couple of girls out for going nude during the week, during office hours. Jerry pointed out that the management’s note had not said anything about thongs or even topless, it only mentioned that no one would swim nude or they would be evicted. I hoped they would be understanding about a thong, but I wasn’t sure. I mean it was an extremely sheer-when-wet, closer to invisible-when-wet, white suit that went well with my dark hair and light tan. Even when it was dry, I could see my nipples and pubic hair as dark spots. When I tried it in the tub, it just went invisible, except for the strings. I’ll wear it Monday. While I have never seen restriction about sheer suits, this place may restrict thongs. Well, it would be fun while it lasted if I had to get a full bottom bikini. I wonder if they have the same thing, just as sheer, but in a full-cut bottom.
So now Jerry wanted me to wear my thong. He wanted to have something to untie. He loved it when I lost my top without being able to control when it would fall off. We lived about a half mile from the pool; this was a BIG apartment complex. Two weeks ago, we had started taking nightly walks in my old black, Brazilian-cut bikini. He would untie me as we stepped out of the door, both top and bottom. We discovered that my top would drop off when we were a third to halfway there and the bottom would stay on much longer. At night, Jerry would carry it after my suit fell off. After a few nights, I stopped wearing a thing. We just walked around and talked to whoever we met, or would go swim and fuck in the pool, or somewhere else. For the last two weekends, when we went to the pool for our day of sunbathing and showing the world my tits, I had insisted on him untying me as we stepped out the door and I would leave my top wherever it fell so that I would arrive topless at the pool. In the afternoon, when I did wear a top, he even began tying my top without the first part of the knot. This meant that the strings would fall apart as soon as it was untied. It didn’t stay tied very well that way, unless it was wet, but it was a great knot for the afternoon, since it would come loose on its own with absolutely no warning. One second I was dressed, the next, I was topless. A month and half ago, I was mad at him for making me drop my top, it made me feel violated, now I loved it. I still felt a little violated, but it is a delicious violation.
This morning, we were going to the pool at 8 AM to meet some of my new fuck-buddies who were meeting us there earlier than their normal 10-11 AM appearance to rub me down on front and fuck me before everyone showed up. Also, they were to get a stranger to fuck me and rub my back down when I turned over. I was so looking forward to this that I had no intention of showing up in more than my birthday suit. If Jerry wanted me to be an exhibitionist to get my wish, I would be a super exhibitionist. He would have no excuses except to be happy with me. I stopped at the door, waiting for him to untie the bottom that didn’t cover anything anyway. As he untied the left side, I not only untied the other side, I pulled the strings loose. I wasn’t about to let it not fall off till I got to the pool and it wasn’t heavy enough to fall off on its own. After last weekend, I was finally ready to give up the delicious violation and go nude on my own.
“A little anxious to lose it this morning, I see.”
“Why do you think I kept waking you up to fuck me last night, Sweetheart?”
“I don’t know, why?”
I threw my thong at him. He laughed as he dodged and it landed in the grass. He left it there and took my hand as we walked to the pool. I waved at a couple of guys who honked as they drove and ogled past us. I still blushed from my head to my toes as they ogled me nude. This was going to be fun, more of that delicious violation, since I had given control over what happened to me to Jerry and others. I had told my fuck buddies to spread the word that I wanted to be felt up by anyone who wanted to, so I was wondering what might happen. The thought of total strangers taking liberties with me, and my decision to allow them to do anything that they wanted to do, had my pussy on fire. I deterred Jerry to go to the entrance of the apartments and look at the flowers. It put us near the main road, which wouldn’t be busy this early in the morning, but at least some early risers would see me walking around in only my birthday suit. After all, this was to be a day given over wholly to sex. I leaned over to smell the flowers a couple of times to give Jerry a good view of my sopping wet pussy. He did just as he should and ran his fingers along the length of her, and then stuck them in. I smiled and stood up after a minute. A rush of about only about ten to fifteen cars drove past. Only a few of them really saw me. I moved to the side of the apartment sign facing Sherwood Forest Boulevard and stood half-facing the road while asking Jerry something. I waited for one more red light of cars to go by. That got me a hard braking truck with a madly grinning guy, just the reaction I wanted. I waved at him and all the other cars behind him. After that, we walked slowly to the pool with Jerry’s arm around me, squeezing my butt.
Jim, Tim, and Alan were at the pool as we got there. I walked over to give them a hug and to be felt up as I had, at Jerry’s insistence, invited them to do last Sunday. Tim’s hand felt good as it curled around my butt while I leaned over to kiss him gently. He deepened the kiss and I felt a cock enter my pussy.
“Ahhh,” I realized whose cock it was by how thick it was. It felt divine entering me unexpectedly like that.
I pulled away from Tim’s mouth and said, “Alan, my you’re a horny one this morning.” Tim quickly moved from my mouth to a tit. The sensations from my pussy to tit drove me to groan.
“AHHHHHH, don’t stop, either of you. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” Alan’s thick sausage pounded away in me.
“Uhhhh, uhhhhhnnn!”
It didn’t take long before he filled me with his hot, creamy man-juice.
“Sorry, Gigi. I was awake half the night dreaming of fucking you this morning.”
“Oh, that’s all right. Had a bad case of the blue balls, huh.”
He laughed, “Don’t you just know it girl.”
“Well, Alan, I can’t have that. All of you, whenever you’re here at the apartments and you’re horny, come fill me. Cum should definitely go inside a girl, not in your shorts or on your sheets. Is it a deal? Try to reach me to fuck me whenever you need relief?”
I squeezed Alan’s cock to pump it back to erection while I heard, “Sure thing. Sound’s great!”
“Good, I just hate the thought of all that wasted cum. Nothing feels better than cum exploding inside me after a good hard fuck.”
I turned around to suck Alan’s cock which was rising from half-mast, sticking my ass in Tim’s face. He didn’t lick it, like I had hoped, but he did stick in a couple of fingers.
“Tim, I’d love to feel that long, thin dong of yours up my butt. Would you start fucking me and after you’re good and lubricated, move into her. I’m going to suck poor, ‘blue balls’ Alan off. Have to make sure his cock gets good and satisfied, now don’t I? Jim, would you lay down so I can mount you? I know you love tits, so you work mine over while Tim gives my butt a real workout, OK?”
He answered me with a kiss before I sat on him to get in position for Tim to fuck me some and then move into my butt that only lost her virginity last weekend. I leaned over to clean off Alan’s sticky, shrunken cock. Jim’s hands and mouth worked my tits over good. I bobbed up and down on Alan’s cock and back and forth a little as Tim first stuck that long eight inches of his slowly into my pussy and slowly, slowly pulled it out again.