Sinking lower into the hot, bubbling water, I take a breath, close my eyes, and let the soothing water envelope my body. The cold air and falling snow no longer nip at my face and ears, and cold drink sits on the side of the spa. Hearing my phone vibrate, I gently lean over to pick it up. It’s a message from you.
*“Ready for me?*” it reads.
I chuckle to myself.
*“Are you ready for what’s to come, is more accurate.”* The thought of your naked body starts to get my blood pumping.
*“Does it look like I’m ready?”*
I put my phone down and turn towards the house. All the lights are out, the snow covered yard only lit by the infinite universe overhead. I can make out your figure, clad in a robe with a glass in one hand, your hair in two braids behind your shoulders. You walk slowly into the clearing past the trees I planet to give us a little privacy while enjoying ourselves in the open air.
“I’d say, depending on what you’re wearing under that…you seem ready.” I say with a smirk.
Gently placing your glass on the side of the tub, you give me a slow, delicate kiss before turning and walking away, letting your robe fall to your waist, exposing your bare back. You glance over your shoulder, still holding that intoxicating smile.
“…and now?” you continue.
“And now…it’s getting better.”
You let the robe fall to your feet.
“And NOW…you seem ready.”
You chuckle, turning around, cupping your breasts and letting your hands run over your body. You walk slowly up the stairs, and descend into the water with me. I meet you with another long, lingering kiss. Your hand reaches down to my already hard cock and begins to stroke it. I take a breath, closing my eyes and dropping my jaw open slightly.
You take over, licking my neck, rubbing your hands over my body, and slowly ducking down into the water. You take a deep breath, disappear below the surface, and immediately take my cock in your mouth and deep down your throat.
My knees buckle. The feeling of the moment combined with the environment is immeasurable. I reach back to brace myself on anything I can touch, only to find nothing and fall backwards towards the edge. You surface, wiping the water from your eyes, a smile permanently affixed to your face.
“That good?”
“Uh, yeah…yeah, that was…real good.” I say between breaths.
You snicker at me, standing up and nibbling my lip and pushing me slightly back towards the underwater seat. Forcing me to sit down, you lean down to kiss me, pushing back my shoulders into a reclining position. You turn around, sliding your ass down under the water, sliding your pussy directly down around my cock.
You moan, taking a breath, and begin slowly riding my cock. I reach around your body, gripping your tits and pinching and tweaking your nipples, playing with your piercings. I hear you gasp, straighten up your back and gyrate your hips.
You ride my cock harder, now. The sound of the splashing water is only muffled slightly by the sound of the jets, and I’m positive that your moans aren’t staying as hidden as we would like. But with you, I suddenly don’t care if the whole world watches; I’ll give them a show.
I push you forward, and you know exactly what I want from you. You bend over, bracing yourself against the wall, arching your back down and sticking your ass towards me. My cock effortlessly slides inside your pussy, you bite your lip and moan. I begin thrusting slowly, gripping and spanking your ass slightly. You push back against me, driving my cock deeper inside you.
“I want it, baby…hard.”
Not needing a reason to oblige, I grab your braids and pull them towards me. Your gasps come quicker, separated by moaning and biting your lips. Your moth drops agape, looking back over your shoulder towards me.
The water splashes up around our thighs, as the sounds of the evening start to grow louder, surpassing everything around us. The snow is still falling, now in thicker flakes, littering the trees and grass around us. I’m stuck in this moment, not wanting it to end. My moaning grows louder, and you pick up on why.
“Fill me up, baby…” you whisper back at me. My thrusts come quicker and quicker until finally I empty myself inside your pussy. You take a deep breath, savoring the feeling, reaching back and grabbing a hold of my hand. Your breathing slows back down to normal, and I fall backwards into my seat. You turn around, shooting a wink and a smile my way, and taking your place on the adjacent seat. You playfully arch your back, letting the water run off your tits.
“I wonder what the neighbors must think,” I finally manage, taking a deep pull from my drink.
You smile, thinking to yourself. “I’m sure you got high marks, hon.”
I laugh. “Well, I am fucking the only judge, so I would hope so.”
You laugh, leaning towards me and running your hand up and down my thigh. “I hope you don’t think I’m done with you tonight.”
I lean in, licking your lip gently and whisper back “I’m not finished with you either.”
We sit back down, taking a moment to enjoy the hot water and the falling snow, our minds racing with ideas for what’s yet to come tonight.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mzqsnt/mf_heating_up