The Hot Tub - Sex Stories

The Hot Tub

... wasn't a bad size actually, with space for at least six people. The water looked inviting compared to the cold night air. Polly flipped a switch and bubbles rose to the surface, gradually getting bigger and faster as the tub pumps got to work. The girls put their wine glasses on a table next to the tub and shrugged off their bathrobes. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but hidden under their robes each wore a swimsuit.

Polly's was a navy one piece that she obviously wore at the swimming pool. It was fairly modest but still showed off the curves of her breasts and hips. It narrowed to an acute 'V' from her waist to her legs, she'd shaved enough to make sure that no hair was visible and there must have been a lining as I couldn't make out the outline of her lips as she climbed into the tub.

Anna's attire was a two-piece bikini, more at home on the beach than in the pool I thought. It was bright red and was a good match for her blonde hair. Her breasts were definitely a size bigger than Polly's and they jiggled as she dis-robed, the bra was two triangles that covered her nipples, but not much else of her curvy breasts. The bikini pants were equally small, a triangle at the front covered her sex and I decided she must be completely shaved underneath as there were no signs of any pubic hair. She turned to get into the tub and flashed her arse at me. Two perfect round globes divided by the rear string of the bikini pants confirmed that she wore no more than a thong at the ...

... back.

The two girls settled into the tub and ushered me in.

"Come on Dani, you can't stand there all night, you'll freeze."

"Maybe I should stay out and manage the laundry," I offered, but the two girls would have none of it.

"Dani, get your arse into this tub now." Anna was suddenly very commanding and ultimately, I gave in. I stepped over the tub ledge and slid down into the water. Of course, the girls were right the warm, bubbly water was heavenly compared to the cool night air. We took up positions equally apart and slid down so that the water was at our chin level. In doing so, our legs met in the middle and soon our limbs were entwined as the girls attempted to rub their feet along my bare legs.

Deciding that I was already in the deep end so to speak I followed the girls' lead and played the underwater footsie game. We all surfaced a little to get a better grip, whilst this meant that we ended up further apart and they could only reach up to my knees, the good thing was that sitting higher up in the tub meant that the water was at chest level rather than chin level. This gave me plenty of opportunity to appraise both girls' breasts as they bobbed in and out of the water. Indeed, Anna's were bobbing the most being the least supported and I enjoyed the view of them floating on the surface each time she readjusted her position. Anna's breasts were definitely a size bigger than Polly's. I'd say a D cup compared to Polly's B size, or maybe a small C, but then I ...