Head to the backyard pool

You feel a little relieved to abandon the sweaty claustrophobia of the group room for the cool open space of the kitchen. Sara leads you past chatting clumps of people. A chunky middle-aged white woman is squatting atop a muscular young black man, impaling herself on his thick chocolate shaft. Her big tits sway up and down as she rides him. A few guys are watching the lusty scene, but Sara pulls you away from the kitchen and towards the sliding glass doors.

"You wanted to continue the tour, right?" She asks.

You give the chubby woman and her black lover a last look and then nod agreement.

"Alright, come on," Sara opens the sliding glass door. "I think you'll find plenty to look at out here."

The Goodloves have a huge in-ground pool and as you step out of the house and into the warm summer evening you realize this must be one of the more popular hangouts at the party. The concrete poolside area features several cabanas with swinging couches padded with vinyl-wrapped cushions. These cabanas are mostly full with laughing couples or groups engaging in various sex acts. Men and women sprawl on the lounge chairs closer to the pool, some sipping drinks and watching the antics going on in the pool, others paired up and enjoying the company.

A very tan man with long gray hair relaxes while a slim girl with big fake breasts massages his cock between her tits. On another a muscular guy who looks scarcely older than you is being double teamed by two eager cougars. One, tanned and toned, is straddling his face while he pleasures her with his tongue. The other, pale and saggy, is riding his cock with her back to him so he can see her big ass bouncing up and down. Similar scenes are being repeated all around the pool. Even at the large outdoor bar a gorgeous brunette is sprawled naked on the stone bartop while another woman licks a shot from her bellybutton.

More than a dozen partygoers are enjoying the pool. Some on floating rafts are receiving oral attention, while others press against the sides or cling to ladders and fuck. Tiki torches and the pool's underwater lighting give the debauched scene an almost otherworldly quality.

"Wow," is all you can manage.

Sara leans against you.

"I think we might be overdressed if we're going to go for a swim," she advises. "Did you want to stop here or continue the tour?"

Watching the laughing, giggling, moaning, and groaning gathering it's hard not to tear off your clothes and rush to join in the fun.