Nudist Thanks Giving Pt. 02

Eventually, my butt and back got sore from sitting on the floor, so I gathered up some of the plates around me to throw away and announced that I was going to head off to the hot tub to soak for a bit. My wife said she would join me, and we both headed to the kitchen to throw the plates away, grab another drink, and then head out to the back patio.

The temperature had dropped after the sun went down, and it was chilly as we scurried from the back door to the hot tub. I flung the cover up and off as my wife put her drink down and climbed in. As I was climbing in, she had the lights on, and the bubbles started. She took her favorite seat in the seven-person hot tub, which had a couple of thigh jets. So, if she sat forward enough, she could have them come up between her legs and blow on her clit. I sat in the seat next to her and leaned over and kissed her as my hand moved up her thigh to her pussy. I spread my hand open, forcing her thighs apart a little bit to allow the bubbles to make their way to her clit, as I begin to rub it. She was in total heaven as I continued to rub her as I settled back into my seat and the back door opened.

Out scampered Morgan and John to join us in the hot tub. I released my wife's clit and moved over so I could lend Morgan a hand as she entered the hot tub, so she could steady herself. Both she and John settled in seats across from my wife and me as I moved back to her side. With the bubbles at full roar, it was very difficult to see what was happening below the surface, so naturally, my hand found my wife's clit again and started toying with it. Also, I do not think Morgan or John would have minded since we were all swingers and had played with each other before.

Morgan broke the few moments of silence by apologizing for her parents' showing up at the party unannounced. Intrigued, I asked what she meant by that because my mom was so quick to stand up and introduce them, it was like she was expecting the four of them.

About a month back, when Morgan and John were here at my parents' house, my parents told them that my wife and I were coming for Thanksgiving, and they would be holding a little play party on Black Friday, and that Morgan and John were invited. They had told my parents they did not know what their plans were for Thanksgiving, and they would have to let them know. Well, on Thanksgiving, my parents still had not heard from Morgan or John whether they were going to make it or not, so my mom texted Morgan asking.

Linda happened to be in the kitchen with Morgan when the text came through to Morgan's phone, and since Morgan was washing dishes and her hands were wet, she picked up the phone so she could read it to Morgan. Linda was immediately intrigued that Morgan was getting a text from my mom about a party. Morgan tried to think real quick and said it was a party for me since I hadn't been home in a while. Linda thought that was a nice idea and asked where the party was, and maybe she and Ben would stop by and say hi, since it had been ages since they saw me or my parents.

Morgan did not want to lie to her mother and tell her some place different, and have them show up at a place where there was no party. She told her my parents were having it at their house. She tried to explain that it was only a few friends of mine coming, and it wasn't going to be a big deal to try to make Linda not interested in it. Her plan did not work, and Linda said they would stop by to at least say hi.

Morgan said it all happened so fast that she did not know what to do. She completely forgot about the text and was wondering how she could stop her mom and dad from coming by my parents' house. When they got home, she told John about it, and John's only suggestion was to come clean to her parents that it was a nudist party. While Morgan and John were not nudists, they knew enough about it from being with my parents. So, Morgan decided to tell Linda the next day, when they were out shopping, that it was a nudist party.

The next morning, while they were driving to a store, Morgan told Linda that my family were nudist and that the party that night was a nudist party. Linda just laughed at Morgan and asked her if that was why she was acting odd last night. She told Morgan that she had known my parents were nudist for a couple of years. My parents asked if they would be interested in going to the club with them, but they turned my parents down.

Linda was still in disbelief and wondered what else her mom knew and wasn't telling her. Did she know they were swingers as well? That she and John had played with my parents many times?

After the first store, Linda brought up the party again with Morgan and said that there were times that she wished Ben and she had taken my parents up on their offer, as something new and exciting to add to their life. Also, to belong to a club and have more social circles in their later years. As she was talking, Morgan said she could tell that her mom was talking herself more and more into coming to the party to see what it was like and meet some new people.

When Morgan and Linda were done shopping, she came home and told John that their plan had completely backfired, and that Linda and Ben knew that my parents were nudist and still wanted to come. Shortly afterwards, Linda called Morgan and told them that they would pick John and her up at 5:45 and they would all drive over together. John was disappointed that their fun for the evening was over. It wasn't until they were in the car to my parents' house that Morgan remembered that she had never texted my mom back and told her that they were all coming.

After they were done telling us the story, I saw that once again we were all low on drinks, so I volunteered to brave the cold and go get a bottle of wine for us to share. As I moved toward the stairs, I told John to take my seat and keep my wife company while I was away. I knew she was building up and would soon be ready for a large orgasm. I quickly hopped out of the hot tub and sprinted to the door, not bothering to dry off. Any sign of an erection was quickly snubbed out with the frigid cold all over my body. I quickly ran into the kitchen and grabbed the first bottle of wine with a screw top I could find, and ran back out the door. Making the quick dash to the hot tub, I slowed down as I entered in order not to disturb my wife, who I could tell was about to have her orgasm with John furiously working his hand below the water and kissing her. Morgan was looking on from the other side of the hot tub.

I slid into the hot tub and took a seat next to Morgan, and put the bottle down behind me. I whispered in her ear that John and my wife looked like they were having a great time, and I was glad that they had decided to come because it was nice seeing them.

My wife let out a low moan as she started to shake, and her orgasm took over her entire body. After what seemed like a minute, she finally drew in breath, looked over at John, and smiled. She thanked him for a tremendous orgasm and hoped that she could repay the favor. I then saw her arm reach out and could only guess that she grabbed John's cock and started stroking it. John sat back in the seat and let my wife work.

That was enough break in the action that I opened the wine and refilled everyone's cup. I took my seat next to Morgan, and this time I felt her soft hand brush past my thigh and cock and squeeze onto my balls. I looked over at her, and she just gave me a sly smile, and she released my balls and found my cock to play with. It wasn't long before I had a nice firm erection below the water with Morgan tracing the head of my cock and shaft with her nails in between gentle strokes. How much I had wished I could have sat up on the edge of the hot tub and let Morgan suck me, but with the party inside, there was a risk that anyone could come out at any time.

A couple of minutes later, we saw the light dip from the house as someone approached the back door and heard someone struggling to open it. I must have hit the lock on the knob by mistake when I made the dash for wine. John and I quickly swapped seats as the door opened, and we saw Ben and Linda emerge from the light still in their robes. They approached the hot tub and said that my parents recommended the hot tub as a good place to get used to being nude, and asked if they could join us. Not being able to say no to that, I said that they were welcome to join us, but warned them that we were all out of wine, to which Ben held up another bottle. I smiled and told them that there were some hooks on the side of the house next to the hot tub that they could hang their robes on if they wanted to.

I watched as they took a couple of steps towards the house and untied their robes with their backs to the hot tub. Linda was the first to get hers off, and I was presented with a wonderful full ass highlighted by a white thong up over her wide hips and disappearing between her cheeks. She turned around, and I had a difficult time not staring at her tits that were the same size as Morgans with just slightly more of a sag, but big, thick pink nipples that stood out far in the chilly night air.

She took a step towards the hot tub, but I stopped her and told her that my parents do not allow any clothing in the hot tub since the detergent on them can mess with the balance, and she would have to remove her thong. She just smiled and said she had gone this far, and when in Rome. She put her thumbs in the waist of them and pulled them down swiftly. Standing back up and back kicking them to the wall underneath her robe, I was finally treated to the sight of her bald pussy.

Ben was soon out of his robe as well and had hung it up, but unlike his wife, he was already completely nude under it. He had a full chest of white hair that continued down past his small beer belly. He looked to be a slightly small uncut cock, and both his cock, balls, and a little area above them were free of hair.

Just like Morgan, I offered my hand to Linda to steady herself as she stepped into the hot tub and went back to my seat so she could make room for Ben to get in as well. With six people in the hot tub, the water level was approaching the edge. This meant only the very top of our shoulders, or just necks and above, were above the water.

My wife, still in her horny mood from her orgasm, reached out under the water and grabbed onto my cock that was still hard, and picked up where Morgan was so rudely interrupted. This made it very difficult to concentrate on the questions Linda and Ben were asking me, and a few times I had to blame the bubbles for not being able to hear and have them repeat their question. I glanced over at Morgan a couple of times to see if she was doing the same thing to John, but was unable to tell.

After ten or so minutes of my wife edging me and me about to cum in the hot tub my dad popped his head outside and asked if I could come in and help him with the trash and the table leaves since we were all done eating. There was no way I could tell my dad no; I didn't want to get out of the hot tub because I had an erection and didn't want Linda or Ben to see. I had to bite the bullet and go and help him.