It was the last Saturday night of the month and the neighbours were getting together for their regular monthly party. They all lived on a short, cul-de-sac street in an upmarket community in the Florida Keys. There were four houses on each side of the street and two at the end. Each was home to a couple and their two children. All were beneficiaries of the digital explosion of the last couple of decades and had either inherited or made modest fortunes, so were financially very secure, even though all were barely into their mid- thirties.
Their houses were brand new when they moved in, the whole lot having been built at the same time by the same developer. No two houses were exactly alike, but they shared a common theme involving plenty of exposed timber and shingles and the designs seemed to complement each other in a way that gave the whole cul-de-sac a truly warm and welcoming street appeal.
All the couples were in their twenties when they bought and had worked closely so their various landscaping efforts in the front yards were complementary and added to the overall atmosphere, presenting an avenue of leafy greenness interspersed with seasonal flowerings, all cared for by two gardeners who the neighbours jointly paid for.
Of course, the back yards were as individual as the personalities of each couple who owned the house, but, again, all shared a similar theme - the hedonistic pursuit of pleasure. It hadn't taken long for the ten couples to realise they shared similar tastes not only in architecture, décor but also an unconventional outlook on sex. It was a couple of years before they all realised they had begun experimenting with the so-called Lifestyle socially at around the same time and had concluded it was definitely something they wanted to continue but in a more vigorous fashion.
One thing lead to another and soon the monthly parties became a fixture on their social calendar. Usually one couple was nominated to host a "sleep-over" for all the kids (20 in total now, ranging from ages 5 to 10) while as many as possible would try and arrange similar overnight stays for their own offspring at friends or relatives, in order to lessen the burden on the host. With children occupied for the night, the others convened at one or the other's home to enjoy a night of unrestrained and uninhibited sexual fun.
Over the years they all had come to cherish the friendship of the others and made every effort be available for the monthly play sessions. However, with busy lives and all that, full attendance was rare and this night only six couples were actually present.
All ten couples were very good looking. They all enjoyed excellent health and, because of their financial independence, all had become kind of fitness fanatics. Some spent many hours in the gym, others cycled or ran and a couple even competed in triathlons.
Because of all the exercise and good diet they were committed to, the women's delectable bodies all showed few signs of having born children. They ranged from short, dark-haired, voluptuous Wanda, who was married to Andy, through to tall, blonde, fashion model thin Greta - married to Bill - with her tiny tits, small hips and voracious appetite for cock. There was Sue, with her long blonde hair, fantastic legs and large and extremely prominent clit, who was married to Neil, and Donna, with her red hair, porcelain skin and spectacular tits, married to Steve. Janet was an inch or two taller than Wanda, but slim, compact and a former gymnast who used her still limber body (with its fabulously enhanced tits) to perform some truly remarkable sexual feats, something her husband, Dave, loved to watch. Diane was around two inches short of six feet tall and had a magnificent natural physique, almost no body fat, it seemed, and gorgeous coffee-coloured skin that reflected every sinuous movement of the firm and elegantly shaped muscle beneath. She especially liked riding her husband, Bob, whose big black cock was the largest of the bunch.
Since they first met, their relationship had evolved into that of a sort of sexual commune. Anyone could fuck anyone else at any time, provided only the other was willing (no's were rare) and there were no kids present. The latter was the biggest hindrance to the unrestrained fornication some of them would have liked. However, they had all become very close and found that everybody got as much sex as they wanted - and they all wanted a lot - as often as they wanted. In fact, sometimes weeks would go by with every one of them having a good fuck every day. The whole situation resulted in the entire street having a kind of satisfied and satiated air about it.
All the women were extremely attractive and, as the evening started, the husbands did take a moment to appreciate, snapping pics with cell-phones. They stood as a group, each one wearing something that would be considered barely legal - and definitely lewd - in public. The theme for the night was Bimbo-Slut and they had nailed it perfectly, both individually and as a group. There were several tiny, very tight tank tops (showing very erect nipples), a couple of insanely miniscule micro minis, a pair of very short shorts and a couple of spandex tights, all of which showed prominent camel-toes. Shoes were all "fuck-me" stilettos ranging from four to six inches and there was plenty of gorgeous leg and beautiful skin on display. Fantastic slut makeup and magnificent hairstyles completed a blatantly sexual picture the women had obviously gone all out to achieve.
All six women were well aware of each other's exhibitionist tendencies and, as they preened and posed to the cheers and whistles of their men, each knew the others were getting as aroused as they were, which only added to their anticipation Each was looking across at the group of studs opposite and literally licking their lips as they studied the hard bulges clearly visible through the tight (the ladies bought them purposely one size too small) Lycra shorts each wore.
Just as the women were all in fantastic shape, so were the men. All were extremely buff, with varying sized six-packs, plenty of muscle and very little body fat. Although Bob's cock was the biggest, it wasn't by much and even the smallest of the group - Bill - was still a very respectable size that he knew how to use to its fullest advantage. All were gym regulars, but over the years they had begun working jointly on increasing their aerobic fitness, making for more and better fucking, with longer sessions and quicker recovery time for the men and, for the women, more opportunity to experience the relentless pounding of good, hard cocks.
So, taken as a whole, the group of super buff, super fit Bimbos and Studs, as they were styling themselves tonight, was pregnant with the abundant promise of a session of great sex with a variety of partners. All twelve people present were almost drooling with anticipation, especially since tonight there was an added bonus.
Almost from the start, the group had experimented with various ways of enhancing their pleasure. They had amassed quite a collection of toys - including two Sybians jointly purchased and enthusiastically shared around - and light bondage gear to mutually explore that side of sex. Some liked it, some didn't.
Some of the parties in the early years had been really wild - the Ecstasy party had been particularly bizarre - but they all eventually agreed that nothing beat a glass of wine or two and maybe a bit of smoke to loosen the lips and stiffen the dicks. Not that either tight lips or limp cocks was ever a problem for this group. Nevertheless, there was still a bit of an urge to experiment running through them and recently they had stumbled across hypnosis.
