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 Three
in a Tub
By jocular_guy
About 15 years ago, some friends and I went to Tahoe and
stayed in a couple of cabins a few acres apart. After some of
us went gambling on the Nevada side, we gathered in one of the
cabins for a little party. I had known these friends for about
six years, although we had only seen each other off and on.
Every time we got together it was as if no time had passed.
After a number of us turned in, some from too much drinking,
about eight of us were still up when someone said, "Let's fire
up the hot tub. " Most of us did not know that one of the
cabins had a hot tub. After about an hour, most of us disrobed
grabbed towels and hopped in the tub.
It was kind of strange, because I had known these people for a
while, was interested in being more involved with a couple of
the women, but never did anything about it. Men always think
of ways to get women naked, and now here were five other
women, naked in the same tub with me, along with myself and
two other guys. It seemed anticlimactic.
We just enjoyed the outdoors, the warmth, and the
conversation. A few of my friends, like the others, had a
little too much to drink and one by one turned in. Couples
turned in at the same time.
After a while, there were only three of us there. I noticed we
were only ones who had not gambled nor drank that night. Being
teetotalers turned out to have more benefits than imagined. We
had room to stretch out. We continued talking, and taking
turns massaging each other's feet while we talked. It felt
good, and it was not at all sexual.
But it was sensual. It felt good to touch each other, if only
the feet.
There was no sexual talk, just normal conversation, and how
good it felt to be outdoors in the tub, being massaged and
massaging. The two women then sat one behind the other and one
massaged the others back and neck. We traded off a few neck
rubs, rotating around. This time I had a few sexual fantasies
going, but I kept it to myself as it seemed pretty clear they
did not want to mix sex with sensuous massaging.
But with each rotation, the women got closer to me. One sat on
my lap, facing away, spread her legs and locked them behind my
calves to hold tight so I could massage her deeper. My dick
was rubbing against her ass and I tried to keep from getting
an erection. I could not hold it in. The massaging and her
rocking back and forth made me more erect. I worked my way
down her shoulders and arms and she leaned her back against my
chest and rested her head backwards on my shoulder. I massaged
her arms and hands as she leaned against me. The other woman
watched for a while and started massaging the other woman's
feet. It was very pleasurable for the massage recipient, and
we seemed to be enjoying ourselves too.
We then switched and the other woman sat on my lap, but she
did not lock her legs behind mine (I guess she did not notice
our legs underwater). But we did the same with the other
woman, me massaging her shoulders, back, arms and hands while
the other woman massaged her feet. We were prunes by this time
and it must have been 2am. She floated and gently bounced
around on my lap, in the rhythm of the massage, as my erection
rubbed against her ass and hips. She had to feel my
excitement, but I did not want to ruin the sensuous massaging.
After I massaged them both, they both joked about me being
left out and I too took a turn in front of one of the girls. I
did not sit on her lap because I was too tall, but I crouched
and floated in front of her, on one foot at a time as I
switched raising my feet for the other woman to massage. I
could feel the woman behind me brushing her breasts against my
back. She had large soft breasts. As I was feeling her breasts
gently caress my back, I looked at the other woman who was
massaging my feet. I enjoyed the visual of her small breasts
with nicely perked nipples that pointed a bit out, with the
curves enhanced but the three-quarter moonlight.
The woman behind me scooted closer to me and started
massaging, and rubbing my low back, my hips, my legs, chest,
neck all while she was behind me, but she pressed her whole
body against me and wrapped her legs around my waist from the
back, and locking them in the front of me, like a reverse
missionary position. The woman in front scooted in and floated
around me. I felt like I was being pinned so I would not jump
the small breasted woman in front of me and begin licking her
nipples. I began caressing the legs that had me locked.
In a short time we were all hugging each other, from the
front, the back, the side, sandwiching in each other. I loved
feeling the breasts, almost bobbing in the water, rubbing up
against me, and our legs crossing and uncrossing each other,
feeling their muffs against my legs and hips. The women were
not touching each other too much (they weren't bisexual I
think), but they did touch incidentally, as if a continuation
of the massage. I was the beneficiary of most of their bodies,
although I cupped their breasts as I felt their nipples
harden, and I squeezed and pinched their erect nipples.
We began kissing each other’s mouths, necks, shoulders, and
faces. I was trading off between the two. And things got
hotter; they did not brush their muffs against my leg but
pressed and rubbed them. They grabbed and stroked my fully
erect penis, with one of the girls occasional dipping her head
underwater for a mouthful of me. They also rubbed their
breasts against me, and I took turns licking, tonguing, and
squeezing the four breasts made available to me, as I also
squeezed their asses. I enjoyed the differences between the
two women's breasts and asses, and telling from their moans,
they enjoyed me. I too took a few dives under water and had a
hard time choosing who and where to kiss.
I maneuvered around and lifted the one with small breasts up
out of the water and began kissing her pussy as she stood in
front of me. She leaned back, supported by the other woman by
resting her head on her shoulders while I lifted her legs on
my shoulders. What a beautiful muff. She was partially held up
by us, and partially floating, as I gently kissed her pussy.
She moved softly as I kissed and licked her barely touching
her pussy lips, adding a little more tongue, then more
slipping deeper in her slit. She moaned and rocked while the
waves she created lapped up my chin and cheeks. I occasionally
got a mouthful of water as she arched and straightened.
Our other friend supported her upper body, and caressed her
arms and neck, occasionally kissing her neck. I reached up to
caress her small breasts but was having trouble controlling
the pressure of my mouth and tongue on her pussy, so I pulled
back. The other woman took my place and squeezing her small
breasts and pinching nipples, I guess the way she liked to be
pinched. She responded favorably. Again, these were not
bisexual woman, just in the sensuousness of the moment.
With my tongue against and insider her she rocked, arched, and
writhed as her pussy became softer and wetter. I could tell
the difference between her moisture and the water in the tub.
And she was soaking wet with her own juices as she writhed
more. She began rocking in the water harder, creating more
waves, pressing the back of her thighs down on my shoulders,
lifter herself up out of the water and back down, until with a
quiver and a heave and arching her back, and forcing her legs
almost straight up in the air, I grabbed her ass and held her
pussy to my face as she came with a moan, her nipples pinched,
creating waves that washed over the side of the tub. It seemed
like the other woman held her tight to keep from flying out of
the tub.
She continued to writhe and moan and circling her hips as I
stuck my tongue way inside of her. She eased her way back into
the water and hugged me legs spread across my lap.
I had to do everything in my power not to stick my throbbing
dick in her. She whispered she had no birth control but wished
I could fill her up. I reached down with my hand and eased two
fingers into her soft wetness. She moaned and bobbed up and
down some more. The other woman sat behind her sandwiching
her. She rolled her hips back and forth and with a gasp and a
squeeze came again, not as forceful as the last time, but just
as pleasurable. She hugged me as she panted in my ear trying
to control her breathing.
After what seemed like fifteen minutes we just held each
other, the three of us, while our breathing became normal. She
then slid off my lap, pulled herself off my fingers, and
smiled and said, "OK, it's someone else’s turn". (That’s it
for now
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