Hot Tub Secrets

My wife and I are very open about our sex lives and share ourselves with other. This night we had a couple over as well as one of our bachelor friends. Everyone was drinking and having a good time in. The hot tub. My wife as well as our friends wife Stephanie, tend to get a little flirty wild with drinking. The conversation gets pretty dirty. Talking about past sexual adventures and fantasies. My wife is sitting in the corner opposite to, my bachelor friend Ben is sitting to my left, Stephanie’s husband John sits in the corner near my wife next to Ben and Stephanie is sitting directly in front of me.

My icecibes bounce off the edges if my glass like pucks on an air hockey table. This is like text notifications to Stephanie who’s a part time bartender. “Another drink mac?’ Admittedly her old fashioneds are second to none in my book. “Yes please” I reply. She stands up, her large plump tits nearly fall out of her top from the weight of the water in her cleavage. Her nipples peak out before she catches her top and adjusts them back into hiding. She reaches for my glass, her tattoo thick they slaps against the other as she steps into the seat next to me. Thigh so close it nearly brushes my cheek. She reaches back to grab her bottoms and pulling them up as her ass trys to escape them. Her bikini fighting a losing battle against her curvaceous body. Pulling her bottoms up only forces her thong bikini into her crack as she steps out of the tub onto to patio. She looks back at me as I stare up at her ass from the sunk in hot tub. “Are you going yo join me or am I bartending alone.” She barely finishes her sentence before I hop out after her. I quickly catch up as we walk to the pool house. Exchanging flirty looks. “Did you enjoy watching me get out?” It was very clear she noticed me staring not that i was trying to be discrete.

I didn’t say much about it, just smiled as her and I have never been down this path in our friendship. We reached the pool house and headed to the bar. From the bar you can’t see the hot tub nor vice versa. I sat in the bar stool as she slid behind the bar. She leaned over extra far as she made her drinks putting her cleavage on full display for me. She finished up her drink then looked up at me once again catching me checking her out. “You know, if you like these drinks so much maybe you should come back here and watch me make one.” I nodded in agreement and spun around the bar.

I stopped for a moment to once again take her in. Her fat ass protruding out. Back dimples accented her very fit figure. Both thighs covered in huge color tats of flowers and dragons. Most wouldn’t know how nerdy she is as her beauty can be deceiving, although i believe stereotypes are meant to be broken and everyone she be a little nerdy. She bends and twists her legs almost putting on a show for me before speaking up. “Sooo.. are you going eye fuck me all night or learn this drink?” I shake my thoughts of the horrible things I want to be doing with her and focus on the drink.

She begins the process, adding the fruit, muddles the fruit, and finally reaches the process of adding the bourbon. She pulls the cap off the bottle and drops it between my legs. “Oops.” She drops to her knees picking it up and slowly bringing her head up to my crotch. Now face to face with it. I grow harder and harder. I just want to rip it out and stuff it into her mouth. Her hands go up to her top, she clinches it as to pull it down. “Your wife says this is big.” She points with a finger not curled into her top towards my cock.

“Umm..I’ve been told that.” I’m nervous only because I’m not used to reacting I’m usually the dominant one.

She looks up at me biting her lips. “I’ll show you these tits that you’ve been eyeing if I can see that big cock.’ I nod my head accepting her offer. She yanks her top down her tits fat but perky fall just slightly before catching themselves she looks up at me seductively and grasps them in her hands. Fondling her nipples between her fingers and letting out fake moans. Then she draws all her focus to my cock. She grabs my shorts and slowly pulls them down. My cock gets more and more hard. By the time the waistband releases the mushroom head of my cock I’m rock hard. She’s so close to my cock she has to dodge it to avoid it hitting her face. It stands at attention as though waiting her commands.

Her eyes widen, I can almost read her thoughts through her facial expressions. “Welp, she wasn’t lying. Are you this hard for me?” She slides her hands up my thighs towards my cock, her lips part. She stops just before reaching the tip of my cock. Precum leaking. “It would be a shame to waste such a thing” she smiles and takes me deep into her mouth. I almost bust immediately. I grab the back of her head and shove it down on me. She takes ever inch swallowing my head into her throat. I hold her there to regain my composure. Her hands reach around and grab my ass helping me hold it deep. Drool begins to flow down my leg. I hear her begin to choke and change her hands to push me away. I hold out till the last second. I release her and she pulls away my cock releases from her mouth. She gags, chokes, and coughs hard. Saliva built up from her mouth shoots out her nose and mouth. A string of spit tills connects her mouth to my cock. Her saliva is beautiful, foamy white, milky, sticky slime and its everywhere. She looks up at me, her beautiful put together, very deliberate, never goes out without her hair done and eyes accented as though they were wearing lingerie. All of it is gone, my hands destroyed her hair fighting against her, her eye makeup has ran down her face from the tears, her subtle lipstick smeared across her face, and saliva everywhere. Disgustingly gorgeous. “DAMN! That may be the hardest and deepest I’ve ever gagged a cock.” She coughs a couple more times. She collapses her saliva covered hands around my cock and squeezes, then begins to stroke. She doesn’t even attempt to clean her face. After a few more coughs attempting to clear her throat she goes straight back to sucking my cock so horribly slutty it’s hard for me to believe she’s the same person I’ve known for so long.

At this point I realized I left my wife in the hot tub with her husband and another man. My mind starts to wonder why they haven’t come looking for us. Stephanie must have thought the same because she quite quickly stopped, stood up, kissed my cheek, gave me one last good look at her now saliva covered perky tits then turned, washed herself in the sink, pulled her tits back into her top, and returned to my drink. When she spun around like magic she was back to looking like the always put together woman I knew. She finished my drink set it on the bar near me and started to leave. “Are you coming?”

I stood there in shock, frustrated, and confused. “I GUESS NOT.” I said somewhat sarcastically and somewhat upset.

She laughed “relax the nights still young.”

I did the best I could to tuck away my hard saliva covered cock, grabbed my drink and followed her to the hot tub.

Once we got closer enough to the hot tub to see the activities going on in the tub were stopped briefly to share an intriguing glance. Before getting closer.

Both men were sitting on the edge of the hot tub. Their shorts were stripped off on laying on the patio near my wife’s top. Her tits were out, she was kneeling between them, cock in each hand, gagging one down aggressively.