Finally, we had a weekend alone!
We slipped our bags into the cottage on the outskirts of vast farm fields and surveyed the view. Nothing but the small compound of cottages and open fields for miles either side. Sophie gave a stretch and kicked her shoes off, picking up a much-needed glass of wine, and followed me outside onto the patio. She cast her eyes over me as I explored the grounds and peeled back the cover on the private hot tub. I looked over my shoulder with the cheeky grin she had become accustomed to over the years.
“Shall we?” I smirked, casting my eyes up and down her body as I tended to do when she wore her tight black shorts and vest top.
“What, already?” Sophie replied. The sun was settling a little in the late afternoon, the last of the summer days were drawing to the close and it had been unseasonably warm during the day.
“Yeah, we don’t need to unpack anything!” I said and peeled off my shirt and smiled a little wider.
“What are you thinking?!” Sophie asked, knowing full well where this was going having put up with my suggestive comments and jokes all the way here. She sat on the swinging bench opposite the hot tub as I turned my back, whipping down my shorts and kicking them off, before swinging my legs over the side of the hot tub and plunging beneath the water in one swift and very-much-naked motion.
Sophie sat swinging idly on the seat, mind running through the view before her, the fact we weren’t the only ones in the courtyard cottage setting this weekend, and the fact the September light hadn’t yet faded enough. Yet my smile and gentle gliding around the tub was inviting, igniting a playful and daring streak within her.
After mulling over the situation and seeing me lean back and shut my eyes to relax, Sophie decided to seize the moment. As the outside lamps on the cottage and landscaped yard flickered on to compensate for the setting sun, Sophie stood up and peeled her vest over her head, feeling herself start to flush with the anticipation of doing something she’d never even contemplated before.
Her thumbs hooked into her waistband of her shorts and lace-topped panties, and after catching her breath in one short sharp intake, she whipped them down her thighs and off her feet onto the lawn.
Now fully naked and exposed to the evening air, Sophie walked over to the tub, softly treading to the edge, and looking at her naked lover in the water. I sported a very inviting and somewhat accentuated erection in the warm bubbly water. She lifted her legs over the edge and sat on the side of the tub. As I opened my eyes, and sat forward, there was no time for any response before she plunged into the warm water opposite me, returning the cheeky look I had given her some minutes before.
“Well, hi!” I beamed as Sophie settled on the smooth seating opposite me, “I thought you weren’t coming in just yet?”
“Well, it’s not like we get to do this every day!” Sophie replied, feeling the warmth of the water enveloping her and contributing to her flushed appearance.
Normally one to keep it cool, to build up, and prolong the arousal, I was not in one of those moods today! Like a kid in a candy store, I slid myself forward, kneeling in the center of the tub in front of Sophie, as she too sat forward to meet me.
Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was hope, but Sophie’s soft thighs parted as I approached, her knees settling on either side of my hips. We met through the bubbles, my hands siding along the outside of her legs to her hips and helping to bring her towards me, my lips met hers and her arms went to my shoulders and around my neck as she groaned into the embrace. As the kiss intensified, Sophie slid her hand down my chest, tracing a line under the water and gliding her fingers around my now somehow harder shaft. I broke the kiss and playfully nibbled her bottom lip with a gasp as she began to stroke in long deep motions between us.
I kept my hands on her hips, squeezing and dragging my nails along them, encouraging, drawing her in.
As Sophie slid forward on the seat, she felt the engorged head of my cock brushing her now-sensitive pussy. Her whole body was flushed, engaged, and heightened to the situation. Her pert beautiful breasts erupted from the water line, enough to be complimented by the cool air around the tub and warmed as they slid back under the waves that were now being made by the motions of her pleasuring me against her aroused womanhood.
As I lowered my head to suckle on her right breast, she slid her fingers away from my cock and felt it push against her gently, grazing and setting her nerve endings on fire. She moved her hands to the side of her near-floating figure as my hands drew her hips off the seat and down, sliding over and onto my aching cock. Sophie is now impaled deeply on me as she drifted into the middle of the tub.
Despite her initial reluctance to be naked, she found herself sitting up – bolt upright – in the middle of the tub with her naked and eager lover under her. Steam wisped around us as her breasts hovered above the water, her hips flexing on my cock and her hands moving forward to my shoulders as I supported her in the deepest warmest center of the tub.
There was a deep connection, the contrast of the warm water around our waists and yet cool air from the darkening environment set her nerve endings alive as she began to ride.
“God, you look so amazing, I never thought we’d be doing THIS” I gasped. Sophie smiled, a thought flickered to the fact it wasn’t yet fully dark, and they had no idea who was in the adjacent courtyard – or the surrounding countryside for that matter, yet here she was, not only were we completely naked in the open air…. but she was also fucking him and loving every inch!
“I can’t help it,” Sophie breathed, “Just don’t make too much noise!!”
As I gripped her hips and pulled her down, my powerful hips came to meet hers in a passionate wave making motion. The noise started to seep into the surroundings. Sophie did her best to stifle her ever-deepening gasps and groans without much luck, while I let out some deep lustful groans at the sight, sounds and feel of her.
As the motions continued, she felt me swell inside her…. she looked down at me struggling to keep control already and felt incredibly empowered at her ability to do this with someone who was usually so in control, so selfless and so good at prolonging their lovemaking.
Reluctantly, Sophie eased off my cock. I sank back to the seat under me, and she leaned forward for another deep and passionate kiss, her cool breasts warming in the water as they floated supported yet sensitive still.
Sophie knelt on the edge of the seat, her hands grazing over my aching shaft before moving to the other side of the tub, her back to me. She pressed the hot tub controls as I regained my composure. The tub burst into further life, and she knelt facing out towards the fields, almost mounting the powerful and well directed stream of intense water pressure now firing into the tub.
“I’ve always wanted to try this!” Sophie remarked, emulating the enticing grin that I had given her when they first arrived.
“F…F..fucking hell Soph, you look sensational!” I stammered quite a bit louder than I should have.
“Shh!” she giggled, before closing her eyes and losing herself to the sensations of water now pressing onto her clit as she held the edge of the tub.
I moved forward, crouching behind her in the deepest recess of the tub as she squatted on her knees, thighs parted enough to allow the full pleasure of the water to hit her most aroused areas and yet invite my attention from behind.
I eagerly ran my hands over her partially submerged back, kissing her neck and shoulders as she wriggled uncontrollably in the depths. Sophie knew what was coming, she longed for it, her heightened sense of arousal was being maintained and unbelievably increased by the warm jet and the touch of my hands.
I again grabbed on to her hips, maneuvering them against my torso before bringing myself up to a taller stance behind her. Sophie could barely bring herself to look over her shoulder, such was the intensity of her position, and as I slid my manhood into her once more, her toes curled and a meaningful, well-audible groan escaped her lips.
“Shh.. remember?” I laughed as I pushed my hips close. The warmth and swelling of her pussy engulfed every inch of my throbbing cock. As I pushed deeper, the remnants of the jet in front of us massaged my full sack. I looked down and Sophie’s hands were gripping the side of the tub in a white-knuckle fashion. I knew she was struggling to keep composed, as I had at the start!
Taking control, I gripped her hips hard and began fucking her in a firm, deep and persistent fashion. This was all getting too much for her, she was now moaning with each thrust on every breath, carrying the waves of pleasure out into the mist. Lost in our own world, the water began spilling over the edges of the hot tub. But I persisted, reaching my right hand up Sophie’s back he grabbed her long, gorgeous hair, pulling her head back playfully so her breasts lifted above the water line.
Sophie groaned, animalism and raw. She felt waves of pleasure building with each thrust, as my swollen cock hit her over and over and the jet of warm water reverberated against her swollen lips.
“Oh god…” Sophie shouted, before every ounce of her breath was held deep inside her, and she began an intense spasm. Erupting from her filled pussy down her thighs and shooting up her body, feeling her temperature raise and nerve endings ignite. She shuddered, hard.
“Fuck yes babe, I can’t stop!” I exclaimed. Sophie clenched her eyes closed, intensifying the waves of orgasm overtaking her before looking back at me.
“Give it to me, right here, right now you horny bastard!” she commanded. She could sense I was doing my usual act of slowing, prolonging, maintaining as long as I could. She wasn’t in the mood for this – her hips began pushing back as her own climax began to subside… she put her head down and moved herself back onto me with firm purpose.
“Oh shiiiit!” I panted, as I dug my nails into her hips and drove my cock into her one last, deep, intensifying time. I erupted, one… two… three and four times inside her. Gasping I placed my head onto her right shoulder, managing to plant several soft and welcoming kisses onto her neck and back.
Sophie wriggled, the pushing back became a grind, the gripping became a squeeze as she milked every last drop of me inside of herself. As the tingles began to ease for both of us… we looked up to the soft dark blue sky and embraced in a warm hug, all tension released. The air was silent again, the evening was still… but Sophie had the feeling she wasn’t done yet……
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ueu0zr/hot_tub_adventure_mf