We were stopping in a hotel for a weekend away. It was the sort of place used by travelling executives and the such, just off the motorway outside a nice little city and fairly quiet on the weekends, but it did have a nice little pool and spa area which attracted us as a nice relaxing place after a day shopping and exploring.
We were in our thirties and I still had a relatively slim figure, just starting to pad out and curve but with enough confidence and perky enough boobs to still wear bikini type outfits around the pool.
On the second evening after a long day we were in need of some chill time, so after a couple of drinks we decided to make use of the spa. This included a small pool with a jacuzzi next to it, and a sauna. So we grab our swimming gear and head down to check it out.
It was only small, but it was currently empty, so climbed in to the jacuzzi to unwind. We sat close together, him on my left, me resting up against him, my leg resting over his while he stroked my thigh gently under the water which felt great. At this point another couple joined us, she in her fifties, very slim and athletic looking, wearing an all in one costume with a swimming cap went straight to the pool and settled in to do endless lengths. He looked a bit older, was a large guy, and looked a bit lost. He wandered over to the jacuzzi and gestured in a way to ask if we mind him getting in. It was easily big enough for at least 8 people so it wasn’t a problem.
He sat probably a quarter of the way around on my right side and attempted to start a conversation, but the bubbles were that fierce that we had to pretty much shout to be heard so it soon died out and we settled back down to relax.
Now I’ve always had larger boobs, and the bikini wasn’t the most supportive, so all the bubbles meant they were jiggling around quite a bit on the surface and I noticed the other gentleman appeared to be enjoying the view.
This made me feel good about myself and didn’t mind in the slightest. In fact, combined with my partner still caressing my thigh under the water, my mind started going naughty places.
My left hand started to wander under the bubbles, reaching down and finding my other half’s bulge, and rubbing it over his shorts. Like I said we had both had a couple of drinks, and this always makes us horny, so I very quickly felt him harden under my touch. He didn’t object so I slid my hand under his waistband and wrapped my fingers around him, slowly stroking him under the water, trying not to give the game away.
Not to be outdone, I felt his hand move up from my thigh and slip under my bottoms, his fingers managing to find my clit and rub little circles over it just the way I like.
The combination of buzz from the drinks, the old man watching my boobs jiggling in the water, and having a hard dick in my hand was unreal and I could feel an orgasm building very quickly. I closed my eyes and concentrated on keeping still and quiet as I felt shivers radiate from between my legs and suppressed my moans as much as possible.
After composing myself as much as possible I sat up, the combination of excitement and the reflectively cool air meant my nipples were very clearly visible through my top. I announced I was going to the sauna for a bit, gave me other half a signal to join me, and climbed out of the jacuzzi, making sure to bend over enough to give the other guy a bit more of a show and giving my hips a bit of an extra sway as I walked away. I found out later his eyes never left my bum as I went.
As soon as I was in the sauna, I sat facing the door, spread my legs, moved my bottoms to the side, and buried my fingers into my pussy. My other hand pulling my tits out of my top and pinching my nipples. After what felt like forever, but was probably only about two minutes my partner walked into the sauna just as my second orgasm hit.
After getting my breath back I noticed he already had his dick out stroking it, so sat him on the wooden bench and climbed on top. My fingers went to his mouth, letting him taste me but I was desperate to feel him inside me and lowered myself until I was grinding my clit into his pubic bone, his hands on my arse pulling me deeper until I came again.
Not being able to take any more, I slipped off and down to my knees. Running my tongue all the way from the bottom of his balls up to the tip of the head and then taking as much of him into my mouth as I could fit.
I was working him hard, one hand on the base of his cock the other on his balls while his hands were in my hair guiding my pace. I can feel him about to cum and I ready myself for a mouthful but he pulls me back by the hair and unloads all over my tits and face instead, only letting me suck the last few drops out.
He looks at me and tells me that seeing as I liked being naughty in front of the old guy I can head back to the changing room looking like the slut I really am. I straightened my costume as best as I could and headed out on the long walk back past the pool and jacuzzi to the showers. He was still in the jacuzzi and was watching me get closer, so with a sudden burst of confidence I ran my finger through some of the cum and sucked it off, giving him a wicked smile before entering the changing rooms.
We never saw the couple again, but I like to think it was his biggest thrill for a long time! And I definitely made myself cum thinking about that evening several times over the years, including having to take a couple of breaks while writing this out!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kjbgf4/i_f_am_spending_christmas_holidays_in_a_hot_tub
This was so fucking sexy. I couldn’t imagine being there. My hand was stroking my dick the entire time I was reading this.
Thank you.
You are doing the lords work. Love you.