Casual hot tub [F]un turns into something [M]ore

I guess I should start out like most and say I’m a long time lurker… and first time poster. But after last night I thought, oh hell, why not.

I’m no stranger to a good vacation fling. Heck, I lost my virginity on a cruise ship. But, it’s been a while since I’ve had some vacation fun.

What happened last night you can’t even call a one night stand. Maybe a one hour stand?? A new record for me.

Description time…
I’m a 5’5” female… soft around the middle but I know how to dress myself and look good. My DD boobs are considerably my best asset. Cute face, white straight teeth, trendy short hair. Will I ever be an Instagram model? No. But do I look good and know how to attract some male attention? Definitely.

Story time.
It was the second to last night of my cruise. My friends were all incredibly drunk (thank you, bottomless drink package) and had passed out early. I left the club and decided to wander the ship. Walked past the hot tubs on the pool deck and saw a cute guy sitting alone in one. Honestly, my expectations were not even in the same ballpark as to what would end up happening, but the idea of hot tubing under the stars sounded good so I went downstairs to change and soon returned.

I asked him if it was ok if I joined him in the hot tub… making some lame excuse that the other hot tub was cold. He said, oh sure, and I waded on in.

He looked to be about 6 feet tall, thin but defined muscles. Cute face and military hair cut. Definitely my type.

For about 45 minutes, we talked about anything and everything. The DJ was rocking the deck so we had to keep getting closer in order to hear each other. A knee brush there, a casual hand brush here. I remember thinking, “Is it weird I really want to make out with this perfect stranger??”

Well turns out, I wasn’t alone in this thought. As I was off staring in the distance he threw me a curveball and asked, “So, are you a good kisser?” I was caught off guard and immediately said, “what? I mean, yeah I’d like to think so… are you?” His response was, “Yeah, and I just thought I would shoot my shot sooo..” and he leaned in for a kiss.

Keep in mind, I’m probably 12 drinks deep for the day well spaced out but I don’t feel drunk at all… but maybe my judgement was a bit clouded?
Anyways, a full on makeout sessions commences. Before I knew it, I’m straddling him in the hot tub, sitting on top of his ever growing boner. It’s exhilarting, naughty, and fun all wrapped up into one. My one piece perfectly showed off my breasts so it wasn’t long before his face was in between them and his hand was testing the waters of what I had to offer below.
After probably 10 minutes of our teenage grope and makeout fest, he asks what my room number is. I tell him 4472 and he says, “do you want to go there?”. Thankfully, because of the couples arrangement and what not, I had the room to myself for the evening. Kismet?
I immediately say yes and I’ll meet him there.
Not more than 5 minutes later he’s at my door… still in his wet and now cold bathing suit. He comes in and says something to the effect of, “well, let’s get naked!” He strips down as I watch on and I honestly remember thinking oh man… not much going on there. Boy, was I not giving him enough credit!

We crawl under the covers and continue our grope and make out session. His hand finds his way to my pussy and he comments on how wet I am. It’s not long before I am moaning into the pillow as he circles my sensitive clit. His mouth has found one of my boobs and he is sucking on my nipple like it will provide him the last life line.
It’s time to show him what I can do.

I move my head down his body and take his now, excellently sized penis, in hand. Whoa, that thing grew since I saw it when he undressed! As my mouth moves around it I’m already thinking about how great it will feel in me.

Now, I am just your average fun girl, but I have been told that my head skills are “out of this world” to quote one of my past exes. As I take him, (note, I haven’t said his name because at this point, I think he said it and I just forgot… oops), deeper into my throat, his moans fill the air. He asks if I swallow and I say no… you need to be pretty special for that to happen!

After a few minutes of this he’s had enough. He needs to be inside of me and I need him inside of me, too. Pause the awkward 39 seconds where he has to put on the condom (part of why I’ve always hated them… so awkward).

And then… he’s on top of me. He positions himself to the right spot and in he goes. This is always my favorite part… the first insertion. The feeling of being filled up and stuffed. Ugh. I moan out to him the truth, that omg he is so much bigger than I realized. (Shout out to the growers not showers out there). And we are off. I’ve known this boy for about an hour and we are full on fucking in my room.

Damn, does it feel good though. He is big and is hitting me in just the right spots. We flip over and I get on all fours, presenting my ass to him like a present. He makes a sweet compliment that I have a big butt too so I’m ~blessed~. I respond by thrusting back hard on him. The slap slap of our bodies and the moans I can’t control fill the room. My poor neighbors!!

We move to me being on top and I can barely take all of him. I start rocking back and forth, grinding on him for all I’m worth. I can’t have him thinking this random girl he’s picked up on a cruise is bad in bed. Time to pull out all the stops.
I’m stretched out above him, my full breasts on complete display for his hands and mouth. Riding him for all I’ve got. Several times I think he’s about to cum but he slows me down and recovers. After a few minutes I’m tired and get off and lay down next to him. He says, “get on your side”, so I comply and he slides in while on his knees and I’m on my side. Oh my, he feels so deep this way. I tell him so and he says at least I haven’t hit your cervix wall yet followed by a huge thrust and yep, the noise I make let’s him know he’s hit pay dirt. “There it is”, he says. We continue on like this until I feel like he’s humping me dry and we both fall to the bed panting.
I laugh out loud thinking how I literally just met him… oops.

He says he’d like to stick around but he needs to get back to his friends which is fine by me, I’m worn out. I point to a water bottle on the desk and he says “oh thanks, I’ll waterfall it!” I chuckle and say, “considering I’ve had your dick in my mouth I think it’s a bit late for that…”
He then goes, “Soooo, I don’t know your name…” It’s then I realize, oh, we never actually exchanged those! My bad… I laugh and say, “Oh good, I thought I had forgotten yours!” He says, “well, we can keep it that way? Or you can just tell me…” I consider it for a brief second but go ahead and give him my real name and he does his.

He gets dressed and we embrace one last time for a tongue filled goodbye kiss. He says I better not Ignore him if I see him tomorrow, I say I won’t!

So there it is. My first story! I’m all wound up now thinking about and I can see him on the deck below me…. maybe I’ll see if he feels like a round two… ;-)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9v6j8y/casual_hot_tub_fun_turns_into_something_more