Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2

... from an encounter such as this but my mind was quickly drawn back to the slim youthful body surrounding mine. The cooling air and her arousal had turned her nipples into hard, tight nubs. I kissed first one then the other, drawing each in turn into my mouth where I teased it with my front teeth in what I hoped was gentleness and passion mixed together. Hannah giggled and began to raise and lower herself on my cock, her fingers on my shoulders for balance; it was an astonishing imitation of her mother’s favourite lovemaking position. The thought of my wife Debbie should have made me stop what we were doing immediately but to my shame all I could think of was Hannah. God! She was tight – even with her legs splayed wide open - tighter than any vagina I had ever encountered even in my mis-spent youth. My hands returned to her buttocks, firm smooth and athletic. I could feel the muscles of her legs and groin tensing and relaxing as she gently rode me, her body quickly lubricating again to both our delight and relief. The angle of my penetration was still awkward and my erection somewhat bent but when her buttocks reached my lap with every downward stroke almost my full length was embedded in her. The tightness of her young vagina sent incredible waves of pleasure through my body. I shuddered and let out a soft moan. “Mmmm! I’ve wanted this for sooo long,” Hannah whispered, leaning closer to me. “I thought you’d never get the message!” She leaned back and grinned at me, my cock ...

... bending awkwardly within her body, her hands firmly on my shoulders as she rose and fell, rose and fell, the bubbling water now making splashing sounds that I was sure would give us away but which Hannah completely ignored. “Mmmm… I think… you’ve wanted this… for a long time too,” she whispered in time with the movement of her slender body. “Oh God! Yes” I moaned as her tight, teenage vagina squeezed my aching shaft. “Then why… shouldn’t we… enjoy… ourselves?” “But your Mum…” “Shhh!... She’ll never know… this can be… our little secret…” “Oh Hannah! That feels soooo good!” “Mmmm… it’s good… for me too…” Her tiny breasts rocked gently up and down with the movement of her legs and body. The water rippled softly around her waist, thighs and bony buttocks as she slowly impaled herself over and over again on my cock, her hands stroking my shoulders and upper arms as I stroked her face, sides and flat belly. ‘Mmmm… that’s so lovely,” she moaned, lowering her mouth to whisper in my ear again. “Hannah…” I began but she put a single finger across my lips. “I think… it’s time… for you to fuck me properly Daddy!” she hissed. “Where…?” I whispered back. ‘Right here in the sunshine.” “But someone will see us,” I protested weakly though I had taken great care to ensure the tub wasn’t overlooked from any direction. ‘You know that’s not true,” she whispered, still rising and falling on my erect cock. “Don’t you want to fuck me, Daddy?” “Oh Hannah…” I felt her arms close tightly around my neck ...