The Ti(M)e I (F)ucked my girlfriend in the hot tub

She was 19. I was 19. We’d met by accident, passing in the hallway, exchanging awkward smiles, on our floor in the co-ed dorm. After a week I turned that shy smile into a movie night, and we’d been dating ever since. Now it was the end of the first semester of college, and our bodies were at the peak of our adolescent beauty.

  She was 5’7, 110 pounds, a lean, lithe body from running cross country, long, thick nut brown hair, a gorgeous, white smile, firm and perky B cups, and an ass that would have looked incredible in a burlap sack. At her invitation, I flew out to Colorado to visit her parent’s cabin over winter break. They had met me a few times during the school year, at football games and parent’s weekend in October, but they had always gone well as far as I could tell. Now I knew they did. Despite my precocious nature, I couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward around them, likely because they knew how intimate she and I had become.

  Their cabin had 3 bedrooms: the master suite, her room, and the room I was given. Looking back I can’t blame them from giving us separate rooms, not that mere doors were going to stop the two of us. As I walked in from the snowstorm, bags in hand, with her father, she gave me a playful look and bit her lip. It’d been almost two weeks since we’d even touched, so I knew deep down she’d “missed” me as much as I’d missed her. It began with a quick, passionate kiss whenever her parents would leave living room for the kitchen or their suite. Later it was playful touching, letting her hand graze just a little too long where I was staring. Later that night, before the weather finally broke, her parents brought out Monopoly to help pass the time after dinner. She edged closer and closer to me at the table, eventually reaching over and resting her hand on my upper thigh. Slowly her hand crept up and gently rubbed me through my pants. As the game wound to a close, I’d realized it was past time to pass Go and collect my $200.

  As the parents were constantly around, the cabin didn’t give us an opportunity to indulge our carnal desires. However the resort did have a hot tub just a short walk away. After we excused ourselves from the table, we wandered into our respective rooms to change into our suits. Upon walking back into the family room, I almost stumbled as I saw her in a bikini for the first time. I gave her a few lingering looks up and down, almost certain her father had caught me in the process, but I could not have cared less. I was starstruck.

  While the hot tub itself was a short walk away, it was a terribly cold January night, so we hurried there and quickly hopped in to warm up the night. Before long, I had her in my lap making out. Her hand drifted down my chest and beneath my swim trunks just as my hands were sliding under her bikini top. As I sat there kissing her, tweaking her soft nipples with my hands, I was growing harder and harder in her hands. She stopped kissing me to lean forward and whisper softly into my ear “I want you inside of me” before she let out a low moan. The hot tub stood in the middle of 30 or so cabins, but it’d been so long since we’d enjoyed each other’s company neither of us cared. It made the entire encounter all the more exciting.

  I slid her bikini bottoms down and forcefully inserted myself into her young, tight, shaved pussy. IT.FELT.SO.FUCKING.GOOD. You know that feeling when you first put your bare dick in a vagina? That warm, wet sensation that sends tingles down your legs as you penetrate someone you are extremely attracted to? I leaned her back against the wall of the hot tub and began slowly thrusting, her body undulating with delight. She moaned quietly as I grabbed the nape of her neck and sped up, my hips swerving in rhythm with hers.
Being in public, I knew the chances of being discovered were high, so I had to be quick, definitely a “fuck” to the “make love” situation I prefer. After a few minutes of her on her back, I flipped her over, repositioned my manhood, and started pounding away. Her low moaning quickly turned into shrieks of ecstasy, so I leaned in closer, in part to thrust deeper but also to clamp my hand over her mouth. For whatever reason, it served to make her louder and more excited. I could feel her hips grinding against me as I took her from behind. Eventually we both climaxed simultaneously and the seeds of my manhood shot forth in pulses. We both lay there for several seconds before I removed my shaft from her warm pussy and she pulled her bottoms back up.

  A mere 30 seconds after I came, a young father walked down the path with his two small children, intent on enjoying the hot tub. We exchanged greetings as we toweled off and the kids jumped in, unaware of what had just happened or what was floating around in the water….

  Later that night, I awoke to a creaking door and someone pulling back my covers. She wanted another round with the champ, and we made love for a solid 30 minutes, with merely a wooden wall separating us from her sleeping parents.

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