The Hot Tub - Sex Stories

The Hot Tub

... am a guy so what do I know about breast sizes? Other than Anna's would be enough to fill my hands and some left over. Now there was a nice thought, even though I was more a leg man than a breast man.

A couple of times Polly stood up and hopped out of the tub.

"Need to swap your laundry over," she called leaving Anna and I together. Each time she'd return with more wine and it was clear the girls were both intent on getting tipsy on the alcohol.

The next time Polly returned it was without a wine bottle. Instead she stood at the side of the hot tub and addressed me.

"Most of your laundry is done now, Dani, just your underwear to finish off and then your jeans. So, if you don't mind handing over the boxers you're wearing I'll be able to wash them with the others so that you'll have everything clean."

"What, no wait, I can't take these off, I've nothing to put on."

"There's no problem for us if you skinny dip. We told you that at the start, come on." I didn't move, not quite believing the situation I was in. Here I was, sat in a hot tub in my next-door neighbour's garden wearing only my underwear in front of two young girls who seemed determined to take away my last vestiges of clothing. It was of course Anna who made the next move. Suddenly she lunged across the tub and all but sat on my chest, forcing my head under the water. I struggled to the surface and grabbed a breath of air, surprised at her action. She hadn't finished though, while I was getting my ...

... breath, she had her hands around my waist and was tugging at my underwear. It only took her a few seconds and she triumphantly brought her hands up waving my white boxers in the air. She threw them to Polly, water cascading down her triumphant face.

"Here you go." She laughed as I pressed my hands between my legs. Sure enough, I was now bare down there, my hands grabbed my genitals as I tried to stop myself sliding off the ledge in the tub towards the deeper middle section and closer to Anna. Polly disappeared and Anna gave me some space, but when Polly returned to the tub both girls started to cuddle up to me. Gently they both prised my hands away from my crotch. Each girl pulling the hand closest to them as they sat next to me. I was conscious of our bodies touching under the water. My hands in their hands, my hips against their swimsuits. My legs brushed against their legs. Then each of them got a similar idea. First, they hooked their legs over one of mine each and slowly pulled mine apart. Then they each trapped one of my hands between their soft thighs, that left their hands free and soon those hands were exploring. I had their hands on my thighs, then they slid down to my inner thighs. I wasn't sure which was worse (or better) my hands caught tight between their thighs or their hands free to roam anywhere they pleased. My legs were spread apart and held in place with their legs and that gave their hands easy access to all that they wanted. Soon their hands bumped ...