Being new to Hawke’s Bay, I was stoked to get an invitation to my new next-door neighbours’ for an end-of-summer BBQ.  Jen and Steve were my age, empty nesters, and had welcomed me to the neighbourhood with a wave and a quick chat over the driveway fence the day I moved in.

Later that week they stopped by and insisted I join them at theirs on Saturday afternoon for a casual get together.  “Bring your togs” they said.   In my wildest fantasies, I wouldn’t have guessed that by the end of the night I’d be naked in the spa, alone with Jen.

There were several other couples- all neighbours – and a bunch of singles – mainly guys from Steve's rugby team and a few women, many of whom worked with Jen at the hospital.  The weather was perfect – finally a typical long hot Hawke’s Bay summer they assured me – the music was good, the drinks flowed freely and everyone was enjoying themselves.  It was a sizeable crowd and everyone seemed to know each other well, but that didn’t stop them treating me like a close friend immediately.

Late afternoon, as the sun started to head towards its golden farewell, one woman in particular was paying me a lot of attention.  Donna was flirting with me openly, and her hubby Dave either didn’t mind, or was too busy yarning, drinking and dancing to notice, and she eventually took me to an area with seats off to the side of the garden.

A tall brunette, curvy, toned and tanned with dark eyes Donna had dimples and a cheeky smile. She was wearing short denim shorts and a sheer white tank top – her red bikini visible underneath, barely restraining her large breasts.   We’d been away from the crowd chatting for a while, plenty of flirty banter and chuckles, when she told me she was going into the pool for a quick dip.   She stood up in front of me and took off her top – her boobs bouncing as she pulled her top over her head. She was clearly teasing me, smirking as she watched me admiring her curves, before turning her back to me and shimmying out of her shorts, shaking her ass at me.  I enjoyed the sight of her walking to the pool, and then watching her step elegantly in.  I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts.  She lowered herself down into the water up to her shoulders – literally a dip – before stepping out of the pool again. 

Watching her walking back towards me I almost choked on my mouthful of beer. Not just because of her nipples, deliciously prominent under her bikini, but because of the tattoo on her hip and across the bottom part of her taut stomach - a dragon, whose tail disappeared under the top of her bikini bottoms.  I'd seen that tattoo just a few hours previously, perusing local profiles on KS.  Which means I'd seen a lot more of Donna's body too - and Dave's for that matter, and several other unidentifiable girls and guys - in their public album.

"You OK?" Donna asked, rubbing herself down with a  towel, smiling broadly, nipples and dimples popping, clearly pleased at the effect she was having on me. I nodded dumbly, and toook another chug of my beer, temporarily at a loss for words.  I figured direct was the only way to go.

"Beautiful tattoo," I said. "Would you be surprised to know I saw that exact tattoo online earlier this afternoon?" I asked casually.

Donna's dimples popped again as she scrunched up her nose in confusion.

"On the tattoo studio's website?" she asked coyly.

Now it was my turn to smirk.

"Nah," I said. "On a profile on KS - 'DoubleDs' or something like that".

Donna blushed slightly before her smile returned.

"That's us,” she said - “Donna and Dave, and these puppies of course" she said leaning down close to me and squeezing her tits together inches from my face. She giggled, wrappd her towel around herself, and picked up her phone from her discarded shorts before sitting down on my lap.

I was very conscious of the bulge in my shorts and knew she would have felt my swollen cock under her. The party was in full swing, and no one was paying us the least bit of notice.

Opening KS on her phone, she showed me their recent profile views

"That you?" she asked showing me my profile on her phone. She barely waited for my confirmation before adding me as a friend. "Thanks for the likes on our pics!" she chuckled.

She moved in my lap closer to me, delibrately grinding her ass on my cock. "This is one of my favourites" she said, showing me a picture that had made me instntly hard earlier in the day, and was having the same impact on me now. In the pic she was on top of one guy, riding him reverse cowboy, her pussy gripping his cock, with another guy standing in front of her, holding the back of her head, feeding her his cock.

She flicked through a few other pics in their gallery before stopping on another one I'd seen earlier. She moaned quietly, as if remembering the occassion, and my cock hardened fully, even under the weight of her,  as much as from her moan as the picture. Her phone showed her on her back with her legs spread high and wide. One guy had the tip of his cock just inside her thick pussy lips, and he looked ready to thrust. She had another cock in her mouth, and her hands were busy with two more.

She ground on my cock again and leaned in to whisper in my ear, giving me  goosebumps.

"Do you like seeing that? Does it make you want to fuck me?". She grabbed my hand and slid it under the towel wrapped around her torso. She moved on my lap,  opening her legs and my hand needed no further guidance. The lightest touch between her legs made her moan softly in my ear. I traced my finger over the fabric of her bikini, up the length of her pussy a few times before stopping near her opening and applying pressure, pushing into her slightly, feeling the warmth under the damp fabric as her lips eased apart to let my finger in.

Abruptly, she clamped her legs together making me stop and I noticed Jen walking towards us grinning. Donna had obviously spotted her before me, because judging by the flush in her face I doubt she would have stopped me otherwise.

"Nice to see you're making our new neighbour feel welcome, you old tart", Jen joked as she approached us. I had withdrawn my hand and picked up my beer, draining it.

Donna was scrolling through her phone, looking the picture of innocence.

"Nothing to see here. But how about doing your job as a host and set up some shots?  Matt needs a drink," Donna replied,  motioning at my empty beer, "and I hear he fancies Tequila."

"Demanding wench!" Jen snapped jokingly, "but that's the best idea I've heard all day! Maybe you're not as dumb as they say you are." she said turning with a laugh, and bounding back to the house excitedly.

"I hear Tequila makes you horny?"  Donna said, showing me her phone screen, displaying my profile once more.  "Not sure you need it," she said teasingly, wriggling in my lap and grinding on my hard cock again.

She tapped away on her phone and when she'd finished, she showed me the screen. She'd added a Vouch to my profile:  'Good looking, great banter, even better fuck.'

"No pressure." she said with a naughty smile, giving the bulge in my shorts a gentle rub as she got off my lap and pulled on her shorts and top.

She leaned in to me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips, her lips parting slightly and her tongue tracing along my top lip.

"I'm down the road, at 37A. Don't keep me waiting too long." she said, looking into my eyes, before turning and walking back to the crowd.

I saw her talk briefly to Dave, and give him a kiss before finding Jen, who was balancing a tray with shot 'equipment' in one hand and a bottle in the other. Donna hugged Jen and walked back into the house. Jen motioned at me to come over, toward the crowd that had started to gather around the tray.

Holding my own towel in front of myself to hide the bulge in my shorts, I walked passed the pool across the garden. Jen arranged for two of her workmates to lay on pool loungers in their bikinis and two others took items from the tray applying a small line of salt on each woman's chest between their breasts, and a lime wedge, skin-side in, in each woman's mouth.  I'm sure she chose both women for the combination of their skimpy bikinis and generous busts, and I was just as sure that they'd done this before.

One of the women- Caroline - was especially busty, her tits only barely covered by her bikini and nipple piercings clearly visible through the thin fabric.  A quiet chant of 'Body Shot - Body Shot' started to rise from the tipsy crowd.  Jen poured a shot of Tequila and handed it to me with a broad smile.

Two rounds of body shots later, things had started to get slightly wild. One woman had decided to have the salt licked off her inner thigh. Not to be outdone, Caroline had the salt llined up on her bottom lip, and the lime wedge placed between her legs. The lick of salt was more of a kiss and Caoline screamed with laughter when Steve buried his head betwen her legs trying to get to the lime.  Jen seemed fine with it all - more than fine actually.

I used the ensuing hilarity to make a quiet exit. Thanking Jen on the way past, she patted my backside "Hope we haven't scared you off. Come back later if you like." she said with a wink, before turning to line up another two body shots