The Hot Tub - Sex Stories

The Hot Tub

... further out from its little hood, and you roll over it gently at first but then harder with more purpose. With your fingers deep inside me now I rock my hips to match the tempo you have set. I push myself harder onto you, needing you deeper within me.

My orgasm is building within me, the pleasure from your fingers and tongue combined makes my body tremble and shake, the anticipation of being consumed, engulfed even, by the explosion of emotions within me, the sensations cascading, wave upon wave of passion that will burst throughout and leave me quivering uncontrollably around you.

My body tenses, and the walls of my pussy contract around your delightfully persistent fingers. My clit is hypersensitive. You know I am becoming overwhelmed, and gently remove your hands and replace them with your beautifully erect cock. My hips don’t stop as I glide up and down, able to at last have a little control of the tempo, your hands find my hips, and you help guide the speed at which I fuck you.

Arching your back, and, thrusting your hips, you impale me further, hitting the spot you desired more deeply, and the floodgates are opened, and I cum in huge shuddering motions.

Water spills from the tub as you continue to fuck me, desperate for your own orgasm to engulf you. With every thrust, we slip further and further under the water until we are completely submerged like water nymphs, frantically climaxing together in one perfect moment with great intensity. We emerge gasping and gulping for air, limbs entwined, mouths still searching hungrily for each other.

The water calms around us, gently lapping over our exhausted bodies, soothing us sweetly as we pull apart and settle back, still panting. Looking up at the star-ridden sky above, we reach for each other, fingers entwining, and bask in the moonlight and the aftermath of passion until, once again, our lips meet, and our hands start to roam once more under the ever-bubbling effervescent water.