Cyclists and Hot Tubs

I wrote this story to send to the woman who participated in it with me. We are friends (both of us married) by way of a cycling group. Over the years we’ve gotten pretty close, as friends, and have spent our fair share of time flirting with each other. This story begins by my teasing that someday I’m going to show up to her house at 3:30am, before one of our early morning bike rides, and take a dip in her hot tub. She welcomed the dare. Here is the recount of the experiences…

Every time I rode to your house it was with nervous excitement anticipation. Each time I would fantasize over the way it would play out, or how I hoped it would play out. “I’m going to get butt ass naked, you are going to see me, and I’m excited to do it!! You set my blood rushing, my heart pounding, and my member pulsing!”

The first time was so exciting. Being in your back yard, only 30 feet or so away from you, and knowing you were watching me. I couldn’t see you but I could see the blinds as they parted, and I could see a feint glow from your phone. I hoped you could see me. I hoped you watched me as I took my clothes off. I hoped you could see all of me. It was fun albeit short. You even came outside and sat a few feet away and chatted with me. I remember getting out of the water with you still sitting there. I remember watching you eyes as you watched me. They went down my body and looked at me. I touched myself, and then I got dressed.

The second time started in similar fashion. But this time you were in the kitchen. I stripped down this time without you watching and slid into the water. I sat there naked as you came outside and sat on the chair right next to the edge. I’m naked, I’m aroused, I’m tempted to cover myself while also driven to NOT at the same time. You brought me oatmeal. I guess you could say we shared breakfast, while sitting in the water, naked, with you right there the whole time. I was so turned on. I was throbbing in excitement. I couldn’t believe how much fun it was, and nothing was even happening!!! It was time to go so I got up out of the water. You sort of turned away…sort of. Then you turned back to hand me a towel or a water or something, and your arm bumped up against my erect cock. You apologized. I didn’t mind.

The third time. Heaven help me. My pulse is accelerating as I reflect on this one. You came outside in your robe and a bikini underneath. I was already aroused, but then the robe came off. Your body is stunning. I love how comfortable you make me feel even as we’re sitting across from each other. Me, naked (obviously) and you in a sexy bikini. It was fun to just shoot the breeze about everyday stuff, paying almost no attention to the fact that between the two of us there was such minimal clothing on hand. I let my feet touch yours, then my legs against your legs, until our legs were caressing each other’s. You got up and stood in front of me as we continued to chat. Again, just the thought of, and the memory of, you standing there in front of me while I’m naked and fully erect is SOOO erotic and exciting. I wanted to feel your skin against mine. You asked if you could give me a hug. In my head I’m thinking “oh thank heavens, YES!” Of course you can. Now our bodies are pressed up against each other. I can feel your breasts up against my chest. I’m wondering what it feels like to you to feel my hard cock pressed up against you. I think it’s exciting for you. We kiss. I ask you to touch me. It feels amazing. Things progress to a fun level but nothing “too” serious. Your breasts feel amazing. Your nipples between my fingers, your neck on my lips, and your hands exploring me down there. It’s amazing. It feels incredible. I don’t want it to stop. I want it to progress. It shouldn’t progress. It should stop. But I so badly want for the alternative. I want to sit on the edge and watch as you wrap your mouth around me. I want to feel that sensation so bad! I want to do the same to you. I want to turn you around and slide your bottoms off. I want to enter you from behind. I want to make waves and moans in that little pool. I want to feel that excitement, passion, and erotic thrill!!! But, cooler heads prevailed. Your body is amazing. The memory of feeling you, touching you, kissing you, will remain. And with any luck, some day, will be repeated.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/nk97kv/cyclists_and_hot_tubs