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During college one of my friends would collect our cash and rent a big trailer-mounted hot tub for a weekend when his parents were away. It was super big, I think we maxed out at 15 people in it at one point. Everyone loved it, and the intimacy of everyone being half naked together added some spice.
Our second night of hot-tubbing people started to drift back inside just before midnight, and Susan and I were the only two left in the hot tub. One by one I noticed all of the lights inside eventually turning off.
I was nicely buzzing from a long day of drinking, and I could tell Susan was the same when I made an out of the blue approach on her. I can't recall exactly what I said, or how I said it, but I basically just blurted out, "Looks like it's just the two of us now. Ever gotten naked in a hot tub before?"
Without waiting for Susan's answer I slid my trunks off and tossed them on the edge of the hot tub.
With a drunk sparkle in her eye, Susan handed me the vodka bottle we had been passing back and forth and slipped the wide straps of her one piece down her shoulders and pulled it off, tossing it beside mine.
Looking back on all the adventures Nicole and I have had when Susan was around I recently just figured out she's all about the yolo.... ready to try things in the moment. And almost all of the time Nicole was "adventurous" when I wasn't around, Susan was always an accomplice, if not the instigator.
We were sitting 90 degrees to each other and both trying to locate where the other was underwater and where our legs would fit. Susan leaned her head back to make herself longer, lifting her breasts just slightly out of the water enough that I could see her massive brown areolas.
I was already getting hard within seconds of Susan removing her suit. I wanted to raise the spice level so I stood up to put the vodka bottle in a holder on the other side of the tub, giving Susan a long look at my engorged erection glistening from the water.
I sat back down, this time close enough to her that my bent right leg was nestled against her thigh.
Still leaning back I felt her left hand land on my inner thigh, lightly fanning her fingertips up and down toward my cock.
With her subtle buoyancy in the water I was able to slip my right leg in behind/under her and lifted my other leg over her extended legs. Her hand slid further up my thigh and she found my hard on, sliding her hand over it and making a light back and forth motion as she explored it's dimensions.
I lightly adjusted my legs again and bent them, pulling her towards me which she easily complied with, settling fully on top of me, resting her bare pussy against my shaft.
It's always easy to know Susan is turned on, usually just by how flushed she gets. With her face just an inch or two from mine it was unmistakeable that she was panting with arousal. We leaned into each other and started one of the most passionate makeout sessions I've ever experienced.
Susan just went straight to level 100 working my mouth with hers. Never have I had a woman's tongue inside my mouth like Susan's. She explored every part of my mouth, sucked and nibbled on my tongue, licked my lips, sucked and nibbled on my lips. I don't know where she learned to kiss but she was just a total animal.
Before this started I was thinking she'd probably be all "maybe we shouldn't" since she's Nicole's friend but her actions were all "fucking right I'm doing this".
We kept making out and Susan started to grind hard on me. I was not to put my cock in her but from previous experience in a swimming pool with Nicole I've found underwater sex not very good.
"We should move to the porch," I volunteered between kisses.
"Um-hmm," she purred back, jamming her tongue in my mouth again. She reclined back to push herself up off me and in a split second the tip of my erection slipped insider her.
She let out an instant gasp and with the subtlest of movements took me fully inside her. She was ridiculously tight, like her pussy was a mitt that was squeezing on to me.
Lifting her from underneath her ass I stood up, my cock still inside her.
She's a full foot shorter than me so I let her lower her feet to one of the steps in the tub, so we where standing face to face as if we were the same height putting her pussy in perfect alignment with my cock.
We kissed more and she reached down to feel us, spreading her fingers apart on both sides of my dick. I held her close, still not thrusting yet and I could feel her rubbing herself hard. All I could think was that this girl definitely knows what she's doing.
I slowly let my cock slide out of her, and she immediatley grabbed it in her hand.
"Ever been sucked off in a hot tub?" she asked with a smile, stroking her hand back and forth on my shaft.
"Not yet," I said with a smile.
She stepped down into the water and sat on the seat in front of me, still stroking me as she leaned forward. She slowly stuck her tongue out to meet the moist tip of my erection, swirling it around with my precum and her juices.
She stared at it for just a second and just like her passionate a switch flipped in her and she basically went full bore on my dick. Sucking, licking and mouthing me like she was trying to wrestle my cock into submission, alternating with moments where she'd come up for air and stroke my like her life depended on it.
I didn't want to come yet, and I did want to move to the sofa on the porch, so when she next released me from her mouth I put my finger under her chin and motioned her to stand back up by giving her a gentle lift.
"Porch, now," I said and we both climbed over the edge of the tub and grabbed towels on our way to the screened back porch.
We both sort of hastily dried ourselves off a bit and taking her by the shoulders I guided her down onto the sofa. I knelt down in front of her and pushed her thighs apart.
After the workout she had given me I felt obliged to do my best pussy eating possible. This wasn't hard because I was about to discover that Susan had a quite sizeable clitoris. Almost big enough that it should have a nickname, it was a great to be playing with one that was so easy to find. With some girls it can be a challenge.
Anyway her clitoris was swollen up like a bulb and alternated between sliding my tongue up and down her slit and sucking and flicking her clit to her increasing moans.
"God don't stop," she moaned as i rapidly flicked her with my tongue.
"oh my Goooood," she groaned, clenching her fists in my hair and pulling me harder to her.
Pushing me back from her, she barked "lie down" at me, as she stood up. Turning around she lowered herself the opposite of me, setting her pussy on my mouth as she grabbed my cock and started to go to town on it with her mouth.
"Damn," I thought. "Getting 69 too, Jesus."
We oralled other for just a few more minutes. I could tell Susan was tiring a lttle.
"Get on your knees," I whipered, feeling like it was my time to take control.
Susan side-stepped off me, and turned to face me. I think maybe she was going to keep sucking my cock or maybe she was expecting a facial or something.
"No, turn around," I said, pointing away from me.
Susan complied, on all fours in front of me.
"You have to fuck me hard," she said looking back at me. "I need to cum."
I crept forward on my knees and holding her hips brought her pussy in line with my tip. I slid my shaft back and forth on the outside of her lips, soaking myself in her juices. I could already feel her hand rubbing her clit, and she grabbed my shaft again and guiding me back as she pushed me inside of her.
Her tightness was unreal. Like I said it felt like she was still holding me with her hand.
"Let's go," she said, lowering herself onto her elbows.
I didn't hesitate, and starting thrusting fast and hard into her, making sure to plow her the full length my shaft.
I knew things were going well because she stopped using words and only wild sounds were coming out of her mouth. Lots of big exhales and shushing noises.
I watched her switch hands on her pussy, and I could tell she was furiously working herself. Her body experiencing a soul-shaking orgasm after orgasm.
I knew she was ready to finish when she looked back at me and said "cum in me. now."
I flipped her over, threw her feet on my shoulders and jammed into her again.
I just kept pounding hard and fast, watching her bite her finger with a dazed look on her face. Pushed her thighs apart, spreading her wide and peaking my arounsal by observing every square inch of her perfect body I let loose a great load of cum inside her, bringing my thrusts to a crawl.
She reached down to her pussy again, giving her clit a rub on the way to my dick. I slid out of her slowly and with her fingers around me as I pulled out she caught a big load of our juices in her hand.
She spread the juices all over her pussy, like she was spreading lotion on a body part. Her hips rising up she just kept rubbing herself. Maybe she wasn't done after all I wondered.
"Clean me up?" she asked, more as a demand than an ask.
She brought her hand up to her face and stuck all four fingers in her mouth, sucking the juices off herself.
I wasn't going to disappoint her, so I lowered myself between her legs and went to work licking all over her. I couldn't really make much progress in the cleaning up department since her juices kept flowing. I could taste my own saltiness all over her as I moved back to her giant clit. I sucked it hard and punched it over and over with my tongue until I couldn't keep going, eventually getting a writhing, hip-lifting orgasm out of her.
I was spent, and she was too and we eventually just flopped beside each other from exhaustion. She gave me a deep long kiss, much less aggressive that earlier, this time slowly licking her juices from around my lips and gently exploring my tongue with hers.
"I'll get our clothes," I whispered, leaving her on the porch floor while I went back outside to find her beach bag and my stuff.
When I came back inside she was wrapped in a towel, and she gave me a bashful smile as I handed her bag to her, me being still naked and with a returning erection.
She pulled on a pair of joggers and a t-shirt, looking like the hottest mess you could imagine.
I pulled on my shorts and tee, and took her by the hand to find a spare bed to crash in.
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