Cabin at the Lake - Sex Stories

Cabin at the Lake

... massage and then you lay down on the table and a series of nozzles starts to spray water on your back, it gets warmer and harder. It feels awesome." She makes a face. "Damn it, I hate that word. It feels wonderful, amazing, outstanding, anything but 'awesome'. Shit." I shake my head. "You need to relax girl." Mark's stream cuts off, no dribbling for my man. Donna wipes a fingertip over the head and sticks it in her mouth. She must have her earmuffs on tight because I don't think either of us had an inkling she was going to do that. She laughs at the look on her faces. "Golden shower huh? I might need to keep that in mind," she says trying, and succeeding in sounding sultry. She beckons us with a finger. "Follow me. Bring a couple towels," she calls over her shoulder. We follow her out into the hall. She heads, not toward her room, but her brothers'. "They have a giant two-head shower. We'll have more room," she offers as explanation. One of the boys, Terry I think, cracks one eye, shrugs at the sight of us traipsing through their room, rolls over, and appears to go back to sleep. "Look at this symbol of excess and hedonism," Donna offers, stepping into what really is a monstrous shower. "We could all fit in here," she murmurs with a glance toward the boys' bedroom. "Let 'em sleep, perv," I instruct. She nods with a smile. I turn to my sugar. I'm happy to see he's relaxed. I don't sense any of the inner turmoil that usually accompanies anything erotic with him. "What do I ...

... have to be nervous about, Jewel," he says putting an arm around my waist. "I've had sex with a patient and gave two guys a blow job with your help. A shower with two women is relatively banal at this point, isn't it?" I cock an eyebrow at him. "Banal eh? Let's see about that." ----- I wake to the sound of the shower running. I'm not too surprised to see Donna in the bathroom with Julie. I was half awake when she walked into the guest room. They look gorgeous, Julie especially. Her whole body glows. I wish I could grab her, squeeze and melt into her. Sometimes I hate our skin, as beautiful as hers is, it is still a physical barrier that limits how close we can be. I brush my teeth quick. Donna, ever the explorer and pusher of limits, not only asks to watch me urinate, she holds my penis as well. After first requesting a lecture on the mechanics of urinating with an erect penis. If not for the comfort of Julie by my side I'm not sure I could have managed to go. Then she tastes a drop of urine. That's shocking enough but the implication that she's interested in a golden shower almost stops me in my tracks. I wonder for a moment what I think about that but don't reach a decision before we're instructed to grab some towels and follow Donna. I'm not surprised when she heads to the boys room. I hope we can keep the party small. As hot as these two are, I truly am most interested in a shower and some breakfast. I make a little joke to Julie about showering with her and Donna but it ...