0 comments/ 20884 views/ 1 favorites The Jacuzzi By: Supes1491 "Just relax Princess. There's no reason to be nervous." Mike smiled at Kristi and tried to get her to quit glancing nervously about her as they were driving into Boca Vista Estates. Kristi was nervous because Mike told her that they would be sneaking into his old condo recreational complex to use their Jacuzzi. He also said that if things went well they would have sex under the stars. Kristi had done this before but under very different circumstances. She had been in a place that belonged to a friend of hers and she had been there many times. She was comfortable in that environment and this was something entirely different. To begin with, she knew that they would be entering this place without permission. "Just remain calm and act like you own the place. No one will give us a hard time. If any one comes up to talk to you, just let me handle it," Mike had told her earlier. This definitely sounded like trespassing to her. Kristi was definitely NOT the trespassing type. She didn't break many rules, really. At least, she didn't used to. Since Mike and Kristi had been lovers, she had broken more rules than she had ever thought she would. She had done sexual things that she thought must be illegal. She had given Mike a hand job in the back row of a movie theatre. She had let Mike bring her to orgasm with his hand while HE was driving – her legs opened wide to any trucker that might have passed and looked in to the car. (She didn't know if any truckers did see her because she kept her eyes closed most of the time imagining the things that Mike was describing.) She had even given Mike a quick blowjob while in the darkest part of one of the rides at Disney World. They were both so excited he had come in under 2 minutes - a personal record for them both. All those things had seemed relatively harmless compared to this. This could possibly lead to arrest. She was nervous but as she glanced over at Mike expertly steering the car toward their destination, a sudden sense of peace overcame her. This was his power: He could make her feel safe, secure, and at ease whenever she wanted. All she had to do was look at him and let herself go. She knew that he would let no harm come to her. She knew it with a certainty that calmed her to the core so long as she allowed herself to feel the strength that he radiated. "We're here," Mike said simply. He pulled his Volkswagen Beetle into a surprisingly full parking lot and chose a spot right next to a gigantic white Lincoln Town Car. Kristi looked around the unfamiliar parking lot. It was full of giant white cars just like the Lincoln. She noticed some of them had tennis balls on their radio antennas. "Why are there so many cars here," she wondered. It was 8:15 on a Thursday night. Surely all these people weren't here to use the Jacuzzi. "Come on," Mike prompted. He had grabbed his towel and keys and was waiting patiently beside the car for Kristi to get out. Kristi grabbed her towel and took Mike's hand as soon as she got out. She once again marveled at how much attention he gave to her as he politely closed her door for her – the slightest trace of a bow in his movements. He was being so polite and gentle. She loved it. Suddenly Mike stepped toward her, crossing the three feet of distance between them in an instant. He reached out his powerful large hands and grabbed her arms, lightly pinning them to her sides. This was what Kristi loved most about him. That arousing mix of strong and gentle that kept her guessing. She never knew just when the urge might overtake him and he would hold her tight and kiss her passionately as he was doing now. After a few seconds of soul-stirring lip locking, the two of them smiled at each other and proceeded toward the pool area. Kristi's mind wandered back to all the cars. Where were all the people? For the first time she realized how large the building next to the pool was. It was easily bigger than most houses and she reasoned correctly that it must be some kind of recreation center. So that's where all the people are. She certainly couldn't see any of them around the pool. As Mike approached the gate that was surrounding the pool area, Kristi noticed for the first time that it was locked. How were they going to get in? "Mike must have a key," she reasoned. This time, however, she was wrong. As soon as they were next to the gate, he deftly reached over the top of the gate and opened the electric lock from the inside. If his arms were any shorter, he wouldn't have been able to do it. This made her nervous for it reminded her again that they were here without permission. In what was becoming a cooling sort of mantra for her, she looked up into his eyes and was instantly reassured. Mike held the gate open for her, shutting it silently after them. He took her hand and led her around a pool toward the 16' diameter concrete Jacuzzi and it was then that she realized that the recreation center was about 35 feet away from the Jacuzzi and filled with people. The broad expanses of windows shone out onto the pool area and Kristi could clearly see about fifty elderly people walking around inside. They were sitting around tables, playing cards and Mahjong. "Mike, are you sure we should be here?" Kristi asked nervously. He looked back at her smiling and said, "I told you it would be alright." He walked toward the Jacuzzi's jet timer and turned it to 45 minutes. "Do you see how the lights inside are bright like that and there is no light out here? They can't see us because it's too dark and they are too old. It's like the way a two-way mirror works at a police station. As long as it's darker out here than it is in there, they would have to stare hard and concentrate on us in order to see us." Kristi was only slightly reassured by this. As they stood on the edge of the Jacuzzi, she tried to see if any of the people could see her. So far, not one of them had looked in her direction. She was eyeing each one of them and checking for signs of recognition when she looked to her right and saw Mike completely naked. Her jaw dropped. "Don't be surprised. I told you, 'they can't see us'. Besides, I always Jacuzzi naked." With that he slipped into the water and let out a deep sigh. Kristi trembled slightly and actually felt a very small stab of jealousy. She had grown so accustomed to giving him all his pleasurable experiences that the idea of him getting a sensual pleasure from anywhere other than her caused her to feel the tiniest bit of envy. Mike noticed the jealousy but misappropriated it. "You're allowed to come in too, you know. In fact, I insist." He smiled that charming smile that Kristi couldn't resist. She took off her comfortable cotton outer clothes so that she was just in a striking bikini that outlined her taut body to perfection. As she began to get into the water she thought to herself that if perhaps she felt more comfortable later, she would take off some pieces of her bikini as well. When she was into the hot water up to her knees, Mike made a face that told her he was a little disappointed by the amount of clothing she was wearing. Suddenly rising up to the challenge, she stared right at the people standing forty feet away from her and took off her top. Not one person looked up from their card game. Inside the brightly lighted room, the elderly continued to shuffle back and forth and talk in low murmurs. Feeling greatly relieved, she sank the rest of the way in to the water and let out a sigh herself. The hot water felt wonderful on her skin as it massaged every muscle that was so sore from so many days of emotionally charged sex play. She briefly wondered if she and Mike should ever get together full time as they had planned or if the sex might kill her. Her eyes closed, she drifted calmly in the water relaxing every part that she could think of. She stretched out her toes and fingers. She rubbed her calves. She let her neck go loose and her head loll about for a second. As she laid back in the water, she became aware of every part of her body: The feeling of the sandpapery concrete bottom against her toes, the bubble jets of hot water pushing against her hip, the cool night air tightening the skin of her nipples… Her nipples! Her breasts were floating freely above the water for any one to see, if they so desired. For the first time, she paid attention to the fence and shrubbery surrounding the pool area. It was very sparse. She could see a street and sidewalks and, off in the distance, a man walking his dog. She wondered if the person walking his dog had seen her breasts as they were floating in the water. "Damn him," thought Kristi. Mike was so relaxed in the hot water and she just couldn't get comfortable. How could he not worry about all the people that were right there and could see them? She looked again at the people playing games inside the rec. room. None of them were looking in her direction. She was scanning the room, nervously looking from side to side when Mike came up behind her in the water. He gently pressed his body to the back of hers. Kristi felt the hardness of his arms and chest and cock and suddenly she didn't care about the other people any more. She turned around and looked into his eyes as he lifted both his hands and caressed her face in that way she loved. It was gentle yet possessing at the same time. He moved his left hand down her neck toward her breasts while he simultaneously moved his right hand behind her head. Just at the moment when his right hand grabbed her hair, his left hand squeezed her nipple and his lips landed on hers. The sensation was overwhelming. Several areas of her body getting attention all at the same time – all at different levels of tenderness and strength – and it was another one of those jumps from ultra gentle to hard that she still felt surprised by when they happened. She hoped that she would never be able to figure out when they were coming. Kristi was now sitting down on the concrete and Mike stood up to his full height, releasing her lips but not her breast or hair. She felt a shiver go through her body, as she suddenly felt powerless before him. Just to mix things up a bit, Mike decided to let her go and sink down to a level where only his head from the nose up was above the water. He was standing between Kristi's legs and she began to gently squeeze him with her thighs. This made him reach out and place his arms under her thighs, lifting her with a loud splash from the water, her legs wrapped around him. They kissed again, Kristi now completely out of the water, being held in a way that she dreamed about most when the two were on opposite sides of the country and she lay in bed aching for a pleasant memory. Then Mike sank down into the water, disentangling her legs from around him. Kristi was momentarily disappointed but realized it was for a good reason when she felt his rough hands reaching inside her bikini bottoms and pulling them down past her thighs, knees, and feet so that she was now completely naked with him in the water. Mike reached his hands onto each ass cheek and gently lifted and separated her so that she was placed onto his cock. It occurred to Kristi that Mike hadn't said a word to her since she had been in the water. He had just walked up, made her feel loved and desired, and then put her exactly where he wanted her as though she was his property which indeed she was. She shuddered, the gentle shaking massaging the inside walls of her vagina with his prick which caused her to shudder more which caused her to feel it more which caused her to shudder more until after only 30 seconds of solid shaking, she came, her head falling onto his broad shoulder. Mike still hadn't said a word. He walked through the water with Kristi occasionally spasming on his dick and set her down on the 'seat' built into the side of the Jacuzzi, his dick sliding out of her leaving her suddenly empty. She needed more attention and luckily he knew this so he dropped under the water and began to tongue her snatch with relish. Kristi opened her eyes to this sensation – she had never felt anything quite like it before – and it awakened her from her relaxed sexual haze and brought her into a sharply aware sexual state. She noticed, through the light shrubbery, the man who had been earlier walking his dog away from them was now walking his dog toward them. She thought briefly that maybe she should get Mike above the water but then she felt his fingers join his tongue in massaging her and she thought, "Fuck it!" The dog-walking man was getting closer – and so was Kristi. She was beginning to breathe heavily and she began to wonder, "Just how long can he stay down there?" Mike still showed no sign of needing to come up for air and Kristi was beginning to worry. Was Mike OK under there? Could Mr. Dogwalker see her? What about the elderly people playing cards behind the glass wall that was now (thankfully) behind her? Kristi realized again that her beautiful breasts with the highly erect nipples were exposed. She decided that maybe she should cover them with her hands. Hands… where were her hands… oh yes, in Mike's hair. She released his head and crossed her arms over her breasts but decided why waste this position and began to squeeze and pinch her own nipples. She looked up again and noticed that Mr. Dogwalker was passing by and actually glanced up toward the Jacuzzi area but she couldn't tell if his eyes focused on her before he looked back down toward his dog and kept walking. Mike finally came up for air without taking his hand out of her pussy and then, after three quick breaths and one passionate kiss, went back under water again. Kristi really liked this but really, really wanted to get fucked again. The water just wasn't allowing her to get the full attention she wanted from a tongue. Just as she was considering grabbing his hair and bringing his head above water, she felt his finger start to massage her anus. She decided that she might, after all, let this continue for a little while longer. After a minute of gentle anal massage, a finger began to slip in to her butt. Kristi shifted her weight on her behind and arched her back in order to facilitate this process but the water just wasn't allowing for enough natural lubrication. Even Mike's tongue, which felt wonderful licking all around and gently inside her rosebud, wasn't leaving enough slippery stuff there for so much as a full finger. Mike once again raised his head. This time he was obviously out of breath and breathing hard. In her feelings of pleasure, she had forgotten just how hard he would have to work down there with no air. He moved his hands away and started to move toward the opposite side of the Jacuzzi. When he reached the other side and turned his back towards her, Kristi felt momentarily abandoned and actually began to pout, standing there with her weight shifted to one hip and her finger gently tugging at her bottom lip, just like a schoolgirl. Kristi thought "as soon as he turns around he'll see me and will come rushing back over to me so we can fuck like we're supposed to." She couldn't have been more wrong. After a few silent seconds, Kristi realized that he was leaning out of the opposite side of the Jacuzzi, rummaging through his belongings. She watched him, wondering what kind of special surprise Mike held in store for her and when he turned around, she knew that the schoolgirl pose was wasted. Mike had a tube of Ultra-glide. The sex lubricant that stayed slippery because water didn't wash it away. She stared at it stupidly wondering just what he was going to do and that was when he laughed at her aloud. She felt embarrassed because she was halfway between her pouty schoolgirl pose and her utterly stunned am-I-about-to-get-fucked-in-the-ass pose and she knew that she must look ridiculous. Kristi decided then that she wasn't going to let herself be humiliated any more tonight and that as of this moment, she was going to be in complete control. She knew that the first thing she needed to do was break their unspoken agreement. "What is that supposed to be for?" she asked. Mike looked momentarily letdown, as he knew that she was trying to shift the power. Perhaps he shouldn't have laughed at her a moment ago. He decided that he would let her run things for a little while. "I just thought this would make pleasing you easier with all the water we have around here. I bought this just for you. I hear it's supposed to stay slippery even in water. Do you want to try it?" After the strong, silent type role he was playing a moment ago, his new motor mouth, dying-to-please, over-explaining naïveté was a little shocking to Kristi. Oh well. She had changed the rules and she would now have to play by the new boundaries she had set. "I've used this PLENTY of times before," she said taking the tube from his hand. "Let me rub some of this on your dick." She knew what kind of effect this would have on him. She knew that, despite his outer confidence, Mike was secretly jealous of every lover she had ever had before him. Any time she told him a story of a previous experience or acted like something they were doing was old hat, he tensed up slightly and there was a barely audible tremor in his voice. Right now she could see that he had indeed straightened up a little and she knew that the other side effect of jealousy would be forthcoming: His overpowering need to make her feel like the experience she was having or about to have with him would be the best time she could ever think of so that all the boyfriend and lovers past would be blotted from her memory. She knew it was coming and she knew that he would probably accomplish his goal. She considered all these things as she confidently squeezed some of the Ultra-glide out and started lubing up his dick. She decided to push it just a little further. After nonchalantly getting Mike oiled up and even harder than he was a moment ago in the process, she lifted her hips out of the water and rubbed some lube on her pussy as well. She knew Mike wanted her ass tonight and she knew she wanted it too – but she was hoping for another power shift before she gave it to him. "There, all ready." Mike played along, kissing her and groping like a teenager trying to get himself inside of her when suddenly an idea came to Kristi. She was definitely getting hot here in this Jacuzzi and she could see the beads of sweat on his brow, so she said, "Why don't we go over to the other pool." She stepped away from Mike and turned her back to him. She knew that he would be watching her ass so she pushed it out just a little and then, mustering all her courage and trying desperately to appear as though this was every day ordinary behavior, she climbed the steps out of the Jacuzzi completely naked. There she stood, bathed in starlight and in full view of the 50 people standing 35 feet away – if only they would have opened one of the doors at that moment or concentrated on the movement they could possibly have seen outside. Without glancing toward the sidewalk where Mr. Dogwalker was seen some time ago, she turned toward the pool and crossed the distance rapidly but without sign of worry or hurry, stepped up to the edge of the water while facing away from him, bent deeply over, grabbing her ankles, and then jumped like a competition swimmer into the much cooler water. She enjoyed the violent shock as her skin screamed at her and her nipples got even harder than they were a moment ago; Harder, in fact, than she had ever thought possible; So hard that they were physically painful but not by much. They felt like they did when Mike bit them. Mike watched all this with an amused smile. He knew that she was putting on a show for him. He knew that she had butterflies in her stomach and was trying desperately not to show it. She was doing a good job. He was impressed. He changed his amused smile to a nervous frown just as she turned back toward him. He was back in his temporary role. The Jacuzzi Although he would have proudly walked the distance slowly at any other time, his present situation demanded that he walk quickly and kind of hunched over toward the cooler pool and act as though he just couldn't believe that she had just done such a thing. He secretly held the lube behind his back as Kristi had forgotten to bring it over to the pool. Mike looked at her and wanted more than anything else in that moment to switch out of his present Clark Kent character and bite Kristi's ultra-hard nipples. He knew that she would absolutely scream (not squeal but actually scream) with pleasure and pain mixed together. "It could be amazing," he thought but a supreme effort of will made him instead move slowly toward her, hiding his body completely under the water as though embarrassed. Kristi moved toward Mike and wrapped herself around him, floating easily in the water. She kissed him deeply and he could tell that she was now ready to be handled roughly and with his full strength. He grabbed her and pulled her toward the shallow steps where he left the lube and lifted her completely out of the water, exposing all her naughty bits to the cool evening air. She stared lustily into his eyes as he calmly and silently took the lube and squeezed a dollop onto his large fingers and, with only the tiniest bit of warning, began to massage her ass. He got her tight hole ready for him by first inserting his pinky and then later his index finger and then eventually his index and middle finger together. Kristi was breathing deeply into the kisses that she and Mike were sharing as he used all his fingers to pleasure both of her holes at once. The feeling was incredible and the fact that he did this in a relatively public place in plain view of many people had they simply chosen to pay attention had her moaning and gyrating her hips against his fingers and sucking on his tongue all at once. Kristi could feel another impending orgasm and wasn't sure whether she should just let go and do it or wait until his dick was inside her. So far, she felt kind of bad because her favorite eight and a half inch living toy had received little attention but Mike wasn’t' complaining so maybe she shouldn't either. All these thoughts were spinning through her head as the urge to cum became overwhelming and she began to convulse, her ass spasming around his fingers and her pussy dripping all over his hand so that even his wrists were drenched in her sweet nectar. She came and began to make a loud moaning noise but Mike quickly covered her mouth harder with his, which kept her orgasm silent. The extra effort she put into remaining quiet only caused her to cum harder. Mike let her orgasm again. Her eyes closed, her head lolling back against his strong arms, Kristi felt an enormous release and wondered briefly from where this angel had come. Come, come, come… She opened her eyes and saw Mike grinning down at her. He had reduced her to a piece of sexual meat and she both loved it and hated it. She wanted a little control again. Rather than Silent Mike and Princess Kristi, she wanted Clark Kent and Mistress Kristi – if only for a few minutes. "Sit up on the edge of the pool," she commanded trying to keep her voice steady. Mike opened up into a large sloppy smile and heaved himself up onto the water's edge and opened his legs for what he knew would be a marvelous blowjob. Mike still shuddered each and every time Kristi's super-talented tongue touched his penis and as excited as he was right now, he knew that he was probably in for some quick and deep head. He rolled his eyes and head back as she went to work on his staff. Although she had been practicing on him every chance she could, she was still trying to take every inch all the way down her throat. She worked it as deep as she could into her throat until she could feel the gag reflex and then just tried to relax there and user her tongue to excite him and bring him to orgasm. Kristi looked forward to his orgasm because Mike was very careful to eat just the right foods so that his cum was not just bearable, but actually tasty. Mike ate plenty of rich fatty foods like ice cream and absolutely no garlic for a week or two before he and Kristi ever got together and that made him taste sweet and salty all at once. Kristi was so excited and so enjoying feasting on his dick that she pushed her head even deeper down his manhood – deeper than she had ever reached before. She was so deep, in fact, that she could stick her tongue out and actually reach his balls. She knew that she didn't have much farther to go to reach the ultimate goal: Reaching his balls with her lips. She was so happy and proud that she decided to reward herself with a little finger work on her own genitalia in order that she might cum when he did. All this over sensitized Mike and he knew he wouldn't be able to cum without changing things around a little. He decided to speak up and make his voice heard. "Kristi," he said in his deep, commanding voice. She looked up at him, her eyes questioning. She kept his dick buried deep inside her throat. "This is an exquisite pleasure but I don't think I'll be able to cum like this." Kristi showed disappointment in her eyes but doggedly kept sucking on his thick prick. "I've been too hard for too long without release and I know, from experience, that there is only one thing that will make me cum at this point. A tiny tight hole." Kristi's eyes lit up. "Do you know where I might find one?" Kristi made one more massive push down his rod hitting her gag reflex and pulling up rapidly. "Oh well. Maybe next time," she thought. She remained silent and pulled her head slowly off his magnificence and made loud slurping noises as she did so. Mike lowered himself back into the cool water with her and took her with him toward the deep end of the pool. Mike knew that she was still very lubed up from earlier and that there wouldn't be much trouble getting in so he tried to think of how he could make this interesting. "Aha!" he thought. He walked her all the way out until she could no longer reach the bottom of the pool and was wrapped entirely around his body. He was the one carrying her and keeping her head above water. At this depth, he walked them toward the edge where there was a metal ladder, turned Kristi around and stretched her arms out toward the railings of the ladder. She figured out what he had in mind and reached her arms forward and opened her legs behind her. She knew what was coming and tried to relax as much as possible so that he wouldn't kill her as he entered her tiny bunghole. With only the tiniest bit of ceremony and massaging, Mike was inside her. He started gently, placing only the tip, and then only an inch in, then out, then in again. A few strokes at that depth and then it would be time for another inch. Each time Mike went an inch deeper, Kristi inhaled sharply and raised her head before exhaling deeply and laying her head against her arms again. Mike couldn't see her face alternating between pain and pleasure and in this moment he really didn’t care. All he wanted was to make her his fuck slave and get his rocks off. If there hadn't been so much water, he would have smacked her ass just to show that he didn't care about her comfort. Kristi showed her appreciation by trying her hardest to be the quiet little fuck-doll that he wanted her to be. She dug her teeth into her own arm in order to keep from telling him what she wanted him to do. Mike decided that he wanted to see her face so he pulled quickly out of Kristi's ass. She let go of her arm with her teeth and was just looking over her shoulder to see what was the matter when he jerked her off of the railing and turned her around so that she faced him again. There, in the deep end of the water, she wrapper her legs around his body again and dropped herself with one sharp exhale all the way onto his prick. The pain was strong and Kristi's ass would definitely hurt tomorrow, but she wanted him inside her now and what was a little pain anyway? Mike continued to thrust upwards and Kristi met his thrusts with hers until he had his full length deep inside her. Each time he bottomed out, Kristi felt a delicious pain that started where he was and shot out like lightning to the rest of her body until he was, in essence, fucking her all over. Mike's fucking grew more animalistic. He was concentrating so hard on burying himself inside her that he barely kept himself standing in the deep water and sputtered once or twice as water found its way into his mouth. His body began to tense and Kristi knew he would be painting her insides any second now. Playing her role to perfection, Kristi remained silent and didn't cringe one bit as his cock swelled and caused her to feel a gentle pain and then a sharp pain as he pushed to his deepest and bit her shoulder. Hard. Not letting go, either. Kristi, her head pulled back by his strong hand that had a good grip on her hair, still remained silent and wondered what the teeth marks would look like later. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her ass and knew that he was cumming. She knew that at this moment he was completely hers. This made her grind her body against his as her ass clenched and spasmed around his cock and she couldn't stop even though she knew he wanted her to. His low, threatening, guttural sounds told her as much. Kristi came then, the moving and twitching causing him to change his noises to fully frightening growls of pain and pleasure mixed together. Mike's muscles began to relax and he let up on his bite. The release of his teeth was more painful than the bite had been. Kristi noticed that he was now walking toward the shallow end of the pool and, despite the fact that as the water got shallower she got heavier, she continued to hold on to his neck, her head on his shoulder, her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock buried in her ass. Eventually he reached the steps and stepped right out of the water as though nothing were unusual about what was going on. He walked beneath the canopy of stars, in full view of those who might take notice, back toward the Jacuzzi. The timer had stopped and he walked toward it nonchalantly and turned it back to 45 again before climbing down the steps while completely ignoring the beautiful naked woman that was wrapped around him. He sat down on the concrete seat again, the water stingingly hot before turning gentle and sighed. Kristi then looked up at him and smiled that smile that always made him melt. He smiled back; the tenderness she knew was there the whole time returning to his eyes. They kissed and hugged, as Mike grew soft and eventually slipped out of the woman he loved. Kristi turned around and sat on his lap. Mike wrapped his arms around her and the two of them watched the stars on this clear, perfect night. The Jacuzzi She waits in the whirlpool while I undress. She is dark-skinned and nude, leaning back, anticipating. Bubbles swirl around her, and she runs her hands through the jolts of water. I watch her in the mirror. Her body is below the water, and her breasts and nipples rise above the surface. I turn around, naked, and she looks at me. Without hiding her gaze, she looks at my body from my legs to my hips to my breasts to my face then back down, settling on my waist then my cunt. Watching her watch me makes my pussy moist and my lips swell. I step up over the side of the tub, and her eyes remain fixed on me. I am wetter now, to my outer lips and to the tops of my thighs. There is a warm tightness in my chest, an aching. She reaches her hand to mine, and my skin is fair next to hers. I sit with my back to one strong jet. Her hand strokes up my arm to my shoulder, then to the back of my neck, and through my hair, which she pulls back in a sweet fist. I let my head relax back and reach my foot forward to feel another jet hit my foot and shoot water up my leg. She comes closer and kisses me, hot and wet, our tongues soft, the kiss hungry. We both breathe heavily, and our kiss becomes stronger. Heat rushes through me to my nipples, to my wet pussy. I pull her to me and our hard nipples press into one another's. She moans. I slide my hand up her wet body and press her nipple between my fingers. "Harder," she says. I squeeze her nipple harder, and she gasps. "Yes," she says. I squeeze a bit harder and pull her nipple outward. "Oh fuck," she says, then gasps a few times in a row. I reach for her other breast and pinch both nipples at once. Her body shakes. She bites my lower lip and breathes in short gasps. She gets on top of me and straddles me in the water, slightly shaking, while I feel her tits, put one nipple in my mouth and bite softly. She arches back and presses her cunt into mine. Her legs are spread and she starts to ride me. I put my hands on her ass and pull her firmly onto me. I push her downward so her wet cunt is on top of my clit, and I press up into her. I move her back and forth, so she is riding me with her hot lips surrounding my swollen clit. Heat fills my pussy; I am dripping wet, moving and fucking her to feel our pussies sliding back and forth and pressing hard against each other. I am sweating. I feel an orgasm building, and I hold her hips in place so I can ride against her from below. She is on top of me, the water all around us, and my pussy is hot and intense and I am breathing and I want this moment – right before I come – to last and last, but I can't control it; I keep pushing myself harder and faster against her, riding myself back and forth and now in jerking movements, and the inside of my pussy is starting to spasm and the heat is rising in me and she puts her breasts in my face – hard – and her skin is slippery and wet, and she's moaning too and riding me, and I pump my hips uncontrollably up, down, up and down, and I am coming so hard and strong and the heat is intense, the water a crazy display of waves and bubbles, and I take her shoulders and pull her down onto me hard so I can feel her wet cunt spread open against me. She shivers and falls forward into me, riding me back and forth, then makes deep guttural sounds, "Oh baby, yes, yes," she says, and she bucks and humps and jerks and loses control, "Oh god, baby, yes, oh fuck, I'm coming " then one long intense moan and I feel heat and wet from her cunt to mine. She grinds into me, grinds in circles, "Oh, god, again, I'm coming again, oh god," her hard clit grinding in circles on me. "Oh fuck," she says, "I can't believe I came so hard." She's hot in every way, and wet, and her last hard crazy orgasm has me still feeling insane. I want to feel the hard water of the Jacuzzi jet on my clit. One jet shoots into my back and others into my legs. She slides down lower onto my lap then off of me and sits next to me, rubbing her hand up and down my still-aching body, my hard nipples, my wet pussy. I get up onto my knees and turn around. Instantly the jet rushes hard water onto my cunt. I place my clit over the water and the effect is instant. I try to hold back, but it's so hard and hot and intense. I grab the side of the tub and force myself to keep my hips in place, the jet straight on my clit. My thigh muscles shake and buckle and my breath is heaving and I am coming so fucking hard. She gets behind me, her breasts to my back, her cunt to my ass, her hands on my hips, and she presses into me. I am moaning then let myself scream loud and hard. My back arches and she grabs my tits in her hands, squeezes them, and another orgasm takes over me before the last one stopped. I am pumping back and forth and up and down against the water, and it is so intense it is nearly too intense but it feels so fucking hot and hard and wet, and there is a rush of wet from my pussy and the walls spasm, my hips spasm, my ass presses back into her, and I am moaning a higher pitched sound than hers was. I'm gasping, and my pussy is hot and spent and still it feels intensely, deeply good. She rocks herself against my ass slowly, holding me tightly, her breasts pressed into my back, and once more I feel her shiver against me, and I hear her uneven breath, and she bites the back of my shoulder. She sits back down in the tub and I collapse back onto her, on her lap, my back to her. Her hands slide over my body as we still breathe heavily but more regularly. When her hand gets to my pussy she slides two fingers inside me, and I can't believe it but it feels so good, so good, and I put my hand over hers to keep her there, and one last slow time, I come on her, my pussy tightening around her fingers in rhythmic bursts. It's a slow orgasm, a finished, spent, happy orgasm, that sends me into a state of euphoria and afterglow, surrounded by the whirling water. The Jacuzzi Encounter I couldn't believe the house that the guy who was hosting the party lived in. His family owned an incredibly huge piece of land with one incredibly large house in the back corner of the estate. It was an upscale frat party basically. The kid's parents were away in Paris and the guy had paid the maids in the house to keep their mouths shut and to help him clean up in the aftermath. So there was no reason that this party wasn't going to be the smash hit of the entire year. Everyone was invited, including you and I. I had overheard you talking about it in our economics class earlier in the week. I couldn't believe how my cock jumped when you said you were going to go and that you hoped that you could hook up with someone while there. Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I wondered how it would happen. The teacher snapped us all back to reality with a lecture about attention in class and how it had an impact on our grades. Whatever. I couldn't wait for the end of the week. You were going to be mine, and that was the end of it. Regardless of the lecture, I kept catching your eyes on me during the rest of class. I was in heaven, and you were going to come with me. So there I was, standing at the door of this mammoth house with my ticket in hand, ready to drink up and have a good time. The door was massive, the doorman was in a suit and tie, the carpet in the foyer was red, and everyone was having a blast. The crowd was already thick, so I worked my way to the far end of the foyer where there was one of many bars set up. A drink was prepared immediately and I drank as I scanned the room, taking in the surroundings that I had found my way into for the night. You were on the second of three floors looking down at me as I watched the people mingle, but I didn't see you at the time. You wanted me for tonight, and you had to have me at the party, in this magnificent house. Moving through the rooms I found more bars, people playing pool, people dancing to a DJ, people watching football, people throwing darts. I ran into almost all of my buddies from school at one point or another in the first hour that I was at the house, but I had yet to see you. I was dying to see you. I wanted you just as badly as you desired me. And thinking this as I looked up from a game of pool, there you were in your short black dress, tight to your body, leaning on the rail of the table. You looked at me with your deep seductive wanting eyes and I knew that we needed to find some place private then and there. Just finding the right place was the trick in such a monstrous home. Your hand in mine we left the billiards room and journeyed upwards on a spiral staircase to try different doors. Most were locked for reasons of preserving the place from the partying masses, but a few were left open and we both got an eyeful more than a few times as we tried different doors. It only excited us more on our task. I needed to kiss you. I pulled you slowly to a stop and our mouths locked together in a slow passionate kiss, full of the tension that had been building all week. I cut it short . . . we needed to find a place for our union. Onwards we raced, trying door after door until we found ourselves on the third floor, quiet and away from the masses in the party going on below. You pulled us to a stop again and pulled my mouth to yours and I pulled your body to mine. You felt my hardness pressing against you and I could feel your heat pushing back. I moaned and you sighed at the same time. Onward to our destination, quickly. The first door we tried was the end all to our frustrations . . . a master Jacuzzi bath and sauna. I was astounded with our luck, and your seeking mouth and exploring tongue left little time for taking in what the room really looked like. I pushed your back up against the wall as soon as you went on the aggressive side and slowed you down . . . this was going to be good. Pecking and sucking at your lips I drove your mouth insane before tasting your tongue again, running it in your mouth, tongues dancing, lips pressed. I held you tight still against the wall, one hand in your hair and one caressing your face, your soft lines and smooth skin under my delicate touch. Your breathing was racing and your heart matched the pace as I kissed my way down your neck, biting lightly on your collar bone . . . you moaned and I knew I was doing things right for you. Back up my mouth went, licking and sucking your neck, hot breathing rushing in your ear, making you gasp, pressing your body against mine harder than before. Nibbling your ears I came back to your hungry mouth. You kissed hard and passionately and barely noticed that I had let a strap of your dress fall down your shoulder. You wore no bra the dress was so tight to your perfect body. Then the other strap . . . your wonderful cleavage threatening to spill out of the dress before I relieved it's tension by lowering the zipper slowly down your back . . . my tongue dancing down across your shoulders and down to your breasts, exploring the newly exposed flesh. Your dress fell to the floor, leaving you in high cut black silk panties and nothing else, your erect nipples rubbing against the smoothness of my shirt as you began to strip away at my clothing . . . my tie, my shirt, pants falling to my feet. All of my clothing left and my hardened member was left standing erect, captured in your silky palm. I stood captive to the pleasure you were giving me as you slowly stroked up and down my member before I finally came to my senses and pushed you back up against the wall and kissed your mouth again, drawing your attention from my twitching manhood, now rubbing against the wonderful softness of your silk panties. Without warning I stopped kissing you, my hands on your hips. You struggled to regain my mouth and my lips, but my build kept you firmly against the wall. With one swift motion I dropped your panties as I dropped to my knees and my tongue was instantly on your clit. You cried out and almost fell over as I momentarily assaulted your tender bud with my tongue, and as soon as you had cried out, your hands were on the back of my head pulling me into your crotch, your hips grinding your sex into my face. I was not about to oblige you that quickly though, and I pulled away, much to your dismay. I gratified you slightly in letting you clean your juices off of my face though, which you did hungrily, lapping and kissing the slickness which coated my face. Your odor was incredible and made my manhood stand more rigid than ever before. I ached with wanting for you, and I knew it wouldn't be long. I stepped away from your hot and heaving body and started towards the Jacuzzi. The grin that entered your face was as large as the house when you realized what I had in mind. You walked immediately to join me. I stepped in quickly, taking a seat in the hot bubbling water. You paused as soon as your feet touched the water and sat on the edge of the pool with your feet soaking in the warmth of the water, your eyes closed and your nipples still painfully erect from our couplings. Slowly you opened your eyes and drew your face down and mine up to yours and our kisses became slower and deeper, more passionate than before, savoring the pleasure of being with one another. Licking and sucking and nibbling your mouth, the passion that had slightly subsided was now back in an overwhelming heat in both of us. Kissing you with your head reaching down to mine, I took the weight of your perfect breasts and cupped them both gently as we kissed, toying lightly with your reddened nipples, sensitized from my oral ministrations. You moaned and sighed as my kisses slowly descended along your neck again to your deep cleavage, worshipping your breasts with my mouth, driving you insane. Your sex was practically dripping with your secretions and your pulse was racing. I was kneeling on the bottom of the pool as I coaxed you down off of the side and into the water . . . you sat Indian style in front of me, your breasts open with easy access for my hands and mouth to continue, sucking and licking your perfect lobes. Occasionally massaging them deeply together or rolling your nipples in my fingers as I traveled back up your neck, rougher now, and then found your mouth, drawing your body off of the seat and against mine. Your legs were around my back instantly and your super heated sex was pressed tightly against my manhood, painfully erect as I continued to kiss you with insane desire, my hands working your breasts, pinching and caressing your nipples. Your hips began to rock against me and I had to groan out loud with the incredible sensations that came from you caressing my member with the softness of your hot hole. I wanted you, and I knew it would be soon. I reached a point at which I knew I wanted you right then and there, and I knew exactly how to do it. I peeled your legs with reluctance from around me and spun you around with much resistance from you. You found your sensitive sex right in front of a water jet though, and nearly doubled over in the pleasure from the water rushing over your engorged clit. I pushed your back forward, hands to the side of the pool and with the water rushing over your hot, throbing sex I began to sink into your wet canal from behind, filling your hole with my manhood, deeper and deeper as you tried to buck back down on my cock and engulf my hot flesh. The two sensations combined nearly drove us both over the edge, and I was not about to wait, immediately we began to pump at each other, ramming my cock deep into your hole, cupping your breasts from behind as our bodies collided in our wonderful coupling. The water rushing over your clit kept you rolling from climax to climax and I do not know how I endured your wonderfully tight clenching sex for so long, but I continued to pump as your body contracted rhythmically with every orgasm that rushed through you. Finally I felt the inevitability of my climax building as you neared a massive climax and we came together, you crying out, clutching the sides of the pool and ramming yourself back on my convulsing organ, clenching with your smooth inner muscles and milking the hot cum from my hardness as I rammed back against you, rolling your nipples as hard as I could, taking you to the barrier of pleasure and pain as our climax slowed to a stop with my hardness slowly subsiding inside of you as we sat back together in the soft gentle bubbling of the Jacuzzi, recovering from a wonderful evening. The party had yet to end, and it was looking to be a very good time. The Jacuzzi Party The Party ========= We both knew the party might turn out wild. I couldn't help glancing at you from time to time in the car as we drove over there. You were using the best outfit to show off your assets: short thin skirt, the wavy kind that spins out if you twirl on the dance floor, nice shoes, not too high, so your legs look their best. Added to the ensemble was a silky blouse, patented with a few garlands up and down the front. Its open neck you had left unbuttoned all the way down to the nice valley between your breasts. As you moved, your breasts swayed, unfettered and clear, your nipples plainly visible as their erectness rubbed the material of the blouse. Even a slight lean forward at the party would reveal you pure uncovered breasts to anybody in front, or to the side of you. You slid your hand over to my thigh.. glancing over at me as I drove. Oh hell, I thought, you are feeling horny all ready, and we need to get there!!! You rub your hand up over my now considerable bulge - teasing it unmercifully!!! I leaned my hand over had flicked one of your nipples with my finger - you shudder and decided to curb your enthusiasm until later!!! The door of the party opened to reveal quite a mixed bag of guests. Some of the more regular "lifestyle" members were way more scantily dressed than you, while others were still clothed - protected against all comers for now!! You look at me funny - "sorry" I apologise - perhaps I should have said this was a swingers' party. You turn bright red, but I can't tell if it is with embarrassment or a flush of excitement. We partake of a few drinks, and start to chat to a group of couples, who clearly are the centre of attention in the room. Two of the ladies are wearing nothing more than a long silk scarf, while the guys thin slacks leave nothing to the imagination as to their prowess. I notice your nipples are now like mini peaks - one of the ladies starts to come-on to me - she slides up next to me - rubbing her scantily covered breasts across my arm. The conversation is amazingly normal party chatter, but the underlying actions are electric and sensual. I notice your blouse is now unbuttoned all the way down, and clear for all to see, the guy you are talking to seems very interested, and you turn to give him a better view. I am surprised by this seduction by you - although we had been to parties before -- you had always been more of a voyeur and exhibitionist, rather than a participator. Never letting anybody else even so much as touch you .... But here you are - encouraging attention. The music is turned up, and people start to dance in the middle of the room, as part of this group, we start to dance with those around us. After a while, we drift apart. I was surprised when I see you wander out of the room with 3 guys and the hostess. I follow at a distance - wondering what you are up to. The door enters out onto a patio - well screened from any prying eyes. The huge Jacuzzi bubble invitingly. The hostess and the guys all strip naked and jump on in -- you hesitate a little, then step out of your clothes and in as well. I can see all three guys and the hostess eye for the first time your freshly shaved snatch, already glistening with your juices. I was about to leave you to it - when the lady who had been rubbing up against me, crept up behind me, and started to fondle my dick from behind -- god that felt good. I turned around to find her already naked. She had very small A cup breast, but they were pointing upwards and were oh so long. She can't have been more than 21-22. She took my hand and led me over to the hot-tub, divesting me of my clothes as we went ... you look surprised at my appearance, I wondered why as I slid into the tub -- then I noticed that you were sat with a guy either side. Your hands were under the water and I suspected you had a prick in each hand. My lady friend seemed intent on getting my attention, grabbing my hand and thrusting it down between her legs .. I slid a finger up and down her snatch and she sighed and started to stroke my prick. As the water became too hot for me - I sat up on the side to cool off, as had one of the guys next to you. My friend immediately took this as a sign, and she turned and started to suck my prick - licking the sides as she looked over at you. You turned your head and looked at the prick next to you -- I didn't think you would, but you did, sliding your lips all the way down for a deep-throat!! As people moved around, the guy in front of you slid back in, and you laughed, splashing and messing with the three guys .. they all took hold of you and passed you around between them -- your tits bouncing as they passed you around. Under the water I was sure they were feeling you up .. you had a look of dreaminess as different fingers stroked and probed your labia. The girl blowing me decided she needed some attention, and she sat on the side as the hostess slid over and planted her lips on this sweet girls cunt - sucking hard on her clit and making her squirm. I moved around behind our hostess and started to play with her from behind, her lips were slim and her hole was very tight. I glanced over at you .. you were moving from lap to lap, staying in each for around a minute - kissing each of the guys heavily and letting them pet and suck on your breasts. After 3 or four rounds, I noticed you butt moving from side to side on each lap you sat on -- I was horrified - you surely were not letting them rub their cocks on the outside of your labia and clit. From their looks and your sighs - I was SURE you were, as you moved to the next guy, I saw you stiffen, a look of shock and surprise on your face. I knew immediately what had happened, the guy had used his hand to stand his prick upright, and as you sat on his lap, you had unsuspecting impaled yourself onto it ... you body jerked with some small orgasms, the other guys also knew what had happened -- your body froze. Surely, I thought, you would get off before he slid in any more!!! Time seemed to stand still, the three guys and I looked at you, you face alternated between shock and pleasure, then my heart stopped as you let yourself slide down the rest of the way to the hilt. The sideways motion of your butt was replace with the up and down motion of fucking. You face became set with a wanton lust. The rest of the guys knew what was coming - they indicate that it was their turn and you move one guy to the left -- this time, there is no hesitation, the guy has his prick all up and aimed -- you let it touch and open your lips slightly, before pushing down part and fast all the way. The third guy has a much larger prick - not much longer - but definitely very thick -- you slide down it more slowly, allowing a gasp of pain and pleasure to escape your lips. All the guys seem intent on keeping the merry-go-round working, you are almost handed from one to the other, only fucking each prick for a minute before sampling the next. I am in a quandary, my prick is hard and aching to be inside you, but there seems to be no room for me in your group. My fingers continue to play with our hostess's cunt, and I suddenly reach a milestone -- I grasp my prick and slide it up and down the slit of our hostess -- she gasps and pushes back - enveloping the bare head. I notice you glance over at me out of the corner of my eyes -- you see my prick entering another woman and you gasp. I think you are about to stop and come and get me and leave - when the guy you are sitting on takes charge, his prick starts to ram into you faster and faster, from tip to full length banging in. You scream, and thought of stopping leaves on the scream and the wind. I thrust my prick deep into the hostess, she moans as she continues to suck on the young girl, grabbing my prick with her cunt muscles tightly. The guy fucking you is starting to tense up -- you MUST be feeling him swelling inside you and about to cum in your un-protected cunt. Surely you will get off at the last second - surely he will withdraw and splatter his cum all over your breasts. As he yells, and tries to lift you off -- you grab him tightly and ram yourself down on his prick -- all the guys mouths dropped as he starts to pump his cum deep into you cunt. You scream and waves of pleasure wash and pump their way through your body. Your cunt milks and squeezes the guy's prick dry. Thinking you are done -- you stand up, swaying slightly; but the other two guys will have none of it -- they grab you , one guy sits on the side, lifts you to him and lets gravity push your cunt, slick with a mixture of your own juices and the guys down onto his prick. Your surprise at this second attack, is replaced with lust and greed, here is a fresh prick - here is a second load of seed. The third guy -- not to be outdone, stands behind you -- and suddenly lifts your butt up -- the embedded prick falls free and he slides his in to replace it. The added thickness makes you cry out. So they carry on -- taking turns on your cunt - no more than 30-45 seconds each. I start to pump harder at our hostesses cunt -- determined to implant my seed there, to equal the debt between us!! Your scream drags my eyes back you - the guy behind you is starting to push his prick into your cunt WITHOUT the first guy taking his out. Can the two get in there!!?? You are shuddering and crying as your hole is stretched more than your biggest dildo ever. Suddenly his head is in, and you feel both pricks start to slide in and out together. Both the guys can feel the second prick rubbing up against each other, and this plus your throbbing cunt, makes them both explode together inside you. You thrash around as you feel the enormous amount of seed filling you up. Then - suddenly it is over, the pool opens op as you all fall exhausted in it. My seed, still not planted, aches for you. I grab you, bend you over the edge of the pool and thrust my prick, all coated with our hostesses juices into your cunt. You feel loose and sloppy, with all the other deposits inside. My prick, greased with cum, slides out and pushes at your ass, you relax and I slide in effortlessly -- Not for long can I keep this up - fucking your ass hard . The young girl comes over and pushes here fresh cunt in front of you -- you greedily suck on it, while our hostess comes alongside and slides two or three fingers into your cunt. Your final orgasm wrenches every inch of your body -- I explode deep in your bowls with a yell!!! As we wash and then dry off - we are spent - the journey home is quiet, what have we done - should we do more - what other depravities are out there to explore.......?????????????????????????? The Jacuzzi Spa This is a work of adult fiction and is based on events that were told to me by a close friend. All persons depicted in the story are fictional and over the age of 21. Let me apologize in advance if I made some grammatical and/or typo errors. I hope you enjoy this story and your remarks and compliments are greatly appreciated. ***** Mother sat across from me in the spa. Her eyes were closed and her head was leaning back on a rolled-up towel behind her neck. All of the jets and bubblers in the spa were on high so conversation at the moment was futile. It does, however, give me a chance to simply look at her. Her naked body is mostly hidden by the presence of bubbles and hot, swirling water that we are immersed in. Her luscious breasts sway gently just below the surface of the water and her wet hair hangs in strands down to her shoulders. Her make-up had washed away yet she's still an incredibly attractive woman. Her name is Diana; she's in her forties, stands five-nine and weighs about 150. She's an avid tennis player, has always been active and most of all she's taken very good care of herself over the years. Let me give you some background and tell you how I came to be sitting in this spa with my mother, both of us naked, after having finished over 2 hours of incredible, intense sex with each other. Many years ago when she was only 20 years old and pregnant with me, she married my father. It wasn't a great marriage and probably shouldn't have happened. Not surprisingly he abandoned us when I was about seven. My father was a cold, hard person to get to know and in a way, it didn't really bother me too much. I don't remember much about him anymore and when I was growing-up mother rarely mentioned him. For several years mother and I were on our own. Things were tough for us but in spite of the difficulties we had each other and were happy. Things got better for us when she finally got a good job as a private secretary in a large Insurance company. Years later she met and married for the second time and in the long-run it too turned out to be another mistake. Her second husband was named Alex and after a few years it was obvious that they didn't have a very good marriage and probably should have split-up but, for their own reasons, they didn't. Alex was from a very wealthy family and he never had to work. He could be a nice person...sometimes; with the exception of when he drank too much; then the weak, vindictive and especially mean side of his personality came out. I quickly learned to stay away from him at those times. As time went on it became more frequent and it seemed that he was constantly drunk. Unfortunately the alcohol prevailed and Alex died an ugly death of alcohol poisoning. I'd just turned twenty-four, started a new job, and honestly, I didn't spend a lot of time grieving for him. After Alex was gone I'd decided to move back home for a while to give mother some company and support. I'll admit that a big part of me was looking forward to spending some time with her again, just like it had been so many years before. On my first night back home we sat up drinking wine and talking and laughing about the past; the fun and the ups and downs we shared as I was growing up. She never mentioned either my father or Alex; it was just about us. She was happy to have me home again and in just a few days I began to see a change in her. She seemed more relaxed and open. I did begin to see that dealing with Alex was much more difficult for her than I'd realized. One evening we were sharing a bottle of her favorite wine and she started asking questions about some of the girls I'd dated. She was in a playfully mood and started asking for details. It was fun, even though her questions were a little embarrassing. I didn't want to admit to her that I didn't have a lot of experience so I made some things up. My ex-girlfriend Jessica was pretty tame about sex; she liked only having sex in the missionary position and didn't really like oral sex. Oh, anal sex? No that was a no-no with Jessica. As mother and I talked about sex I had a nice hard-on trapped in my jeans and it was a little uncomfortable. I'd hoped at the time it wasn't very noticeable. Once when I was pouring more wine I caught her glancing at the bulge in my jeans. I chalked it up to the wine. When I finally went to bed that night I lay on my bed completely nude and I started to jack off. I just let my mind go, no stops, and I fantasized about having sex with my mother. My cock was rock-hard and I kept a hard grip on it as I pumped it roughly. The closer I got to cuming the harder the muscles in my abdomen, ass and legs got until I couldn't hold back any longer. I even heard myself moaning my mother's name as the first spurt of my hot cum erupted from the end of my cock. The final vision that I held in my mind was of mother lying on a bed, completely nude with her legs spread holding her pussy lips open for me to see. I was surprised at the power of my orgasm and the amount of cum I ejaculated. I had large globs of cum on my hand, my stomach and thighs; I even had a couple on small globs of cum that had landed on my chest just below my neck. My hands relaxed somewhat as I moved it up and down my cock as smaller amounts of cum continued to ooze out the end of my cock and stick to my cock head. I felt some slight guilt for fantasizing about my mother but that was absolutely the strongest orgasm I'd ever had. For the following week or so everything was normal, mother and me were settling in to a pretty normal routine. Of course I was constantly horny and jacked off every night. As my fantasies of fucking her continued to get stronger, so did my orgasms and I loved it. Then, one night something happened that changed everything. It was late and mother and I had watched a movie together and mother said that she was going to get into the spa before going to bed. I was tired and I told her that I would pass, but honestly, I really wanted to go to bed and jack off as I fantasized about fucking her. I heard the spa being turned on as I got undressed. As I slipped my underwear off my half-hard cock sprang free and I gently stroked it. I took my clothes into the bathroom with me to place them in the laundry hamper. When I lifted the lid of the hamper I saw a pair of mother's black thong panties right on top of the other clothes and my body jolted as I stared at them. I tossed my clothes in the hamper I quickly grabbed the panties and took them back to my room. The lamp on my desk was the only light on in the room and it gave the room a low, soft, warm glow. In my excitement I hadn't bothered to close my bedroom door; I was too aroused to worry about it. Besides, I thought to myself, mother was in the spa and I'd be finished before she got out. I laid down on my bed and put the black silky material to my nose and drew in the heady, musky odor of her pussy as my cock began to jerk with anticipation. I rubbed her panties down my chest to my cock where I wrapped the black material around my hard shaft. I slowly stroked my cock as I thought about the fact that my cock was rubbing against the very same material that covered her pussy lips and the opening of her vagina. I tried to imagine what the material of her panties would look like with my thick cum smeared on it. I slipped the panties off of my cock and brought them back to my nose again, as if intoxicated by the erotic feminine odors that were left in the material. My right hand continued pumping my cock faster as my orgasm was just starting to build. Suddenly I heard a noise and when I opened my eyes I saw my mother standing in the doorway of my bedroom with a white towel wrapped around her torso. My mind raced. "My God, my mother caught me jacking off as I pressed her soiled panties to my face...now what was I supposed to do?" I actually just lay on my bed not sure what to do. It surprised me that I didn't feel embarrassed about it. I remember that I felt a lot of things at that moment and, this may sound strange to some but I didn't want to stop jacking off. I wanted to be her and to watch me jack off. I closed my eyes for a moment and continued stroking my cock. When I opened them again mother had let the towel that covered her body drop to the floor as she came into my room. Her eyes looked directly at mine and I couldn't believe how erotic her naked body looked in the dim light of the room. I admit that I haven't been with a lot of girls yet in my life, but mother's naked body was incredibly beautiful to me. It wasn't perfect...and that even made her more desirable. Neither of us said a word, we just looked at each other for a moment until her eyes dropped down to my cock and she just looked at it. She came into my room and sat on the edge of my bed even with my hips. I tried to say something but she put her finger to her lips as if there was nothing to be said. Her naked breasts were a little smaller than average and her nipples stood out from the dark crimson areolas that surrounded them. Her breasts swayed erotically as she moved. I also could see the dark, almost black, V-shaped patch of her pubic hair that was still holding a few small glistening droplets of water from the spa. Mother reached down and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my cock and started stroking it gently. Her hands were warm and her fingers felt wonderful as she ran them up and down the length of my erect penis. I closed my eyes and let my body relax as I focused on my cock. She was bringing me closer to an orgasm. I reached out and took her left breast in my hand and rubbed and massaged it. I was surprised at how warm it felt to my touch. There was urgency in my groin that was building faster and faster and pushing me toward an orgasm. Mother sensed what was happening and started stroking my cock harder and faster and with more roughness which I love. With the intense feeling I was experiencing there was no way that I could even stop moaning and, I learned later, it had a strong erotic effect on her. Her breathing was deeper and she started using booth hands on my cock. Suddenly I was past the point of control and the muscles of my whole body tensed as one of the most powerful orgasms exploded inside me. I could feel the white globs of my cum rushing up my cock before spurting out the end and landing on her hands, wrists and naked body. After a few brief moments I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were closed and she was still running her cum-covered hands slowly up and down my cock. She looked so beautiful and feminine. She was breathing deeply and the look on her face was one that I'd never seen before. I just knew that she too had had an orgasm when I did. Nothing was said between us as she stood up from the bed and left my room. I wasn't sure if I should follow her or stay in my room. My orgasm had been incredibly strong and as usual I felt completely drained of energy. I continued to lie in my bed with globs of my cum on my cock and belly and I just continued to lay in bed feeling completely exhausted, surprised and maybe even a little confused about what had just happened. My mind reeled as I realized that my mother had just caught me jacking off and without a word spoken between us, came into my room and finished jacking me off. When she was finished she simply left the room as quietly as she came in. In the morning I awoke slowly and my first thoughts were about what had happened the night before, it seemed unreal but the indications were still there. Mother's black lace panties that I'd taken from the clothes hamper were tangled in my sheets. There was traces of dried cum on my body. What seemed so unreal about it was the fact that neither of us said a word while it happened. I could hear mother moving about in the kitchen and I pulled on some sweats and went into my bathroom to clean up and splash some cold water on my face. As I walked toward the kitchen I was very nervous about seeing her. I wasn't sure what she'd say and as sure as HELL! I wasn't sure what I'd say about what we did the night before. When I came into the kitchen she was pouring two cups of coffee that she set on the table. She was wearing a long white terrycloth robe held together with a sash. Her hair was disheveled and had no make-up on. To me, she looked beautiful even though she looked as if she had had a hard night. I couldn't help but smile. She acted normal, like nothing had happened. I took her cue and did the same. We had a light breakfast and made small talk like any other morning but it was obvious that both of us were very aware of what happened and that we needed to talk about it. After breakfast mother and I sat at the small table and chatted. Finally she said, "We need to talk about what happened last night. I didn't mean to see what you were doing, after I got out of the spa I went to your room to ask you something and the door was open and...I wanted to turn away but I couldn't, I just stood there watching and something happened inside me. I was so filled with desire. It was like I couldn't stop myself from doing what I did. "The past few years with Alex were very difficult. We rarely had sex and when we did, it only lasted until he was satisfied. What we did last night was what I did for him whenever he wanted...and I never really enjoyed it. But last night, what we did was completely different. I actually had an-" She didn't finish the thought and we both were silent for a few moments as she looked down at her hands. "I liked it," I said honestly. She looked up at me and hesitated before saying, "So did I, but I'm your mother and that's not supposed to happen...I'm not supposed to feel the way I felt last night—what would people say?" "This isn't about other people; this is strictly about us; you and me. We're both adults and we needed each other, that's why last night happened," I paused. "Last night made me realize that I want more—I've always wanted more, I just didn't know how to express it." "More?" she said weakly. "More than what we did last night?" "Yes." "I don't know if I could do that," she said as she stood up and turned towards the sink. She stood motionless as if sifting through what was happening. She wasn't aware of it but her robe, just above the sash, parted very briefly so that I caught a view of most of her left breast. Like I suspected, she wasn't wearing anything under her robe. "Last night...when I saw that you were using my panties it made me feel—" she didn't finish the sentence and was quiet for a long moment. I broke the silence by saying, "It wasn't the only time I've done that. "It's something that I like; it makes me cum even harder—like last night. I love the smell of pussy...especially yours." I was getting even more turned on as we talked. The way our conversation was progressing I began to realize that I might actually be able to fuck her and it made me much bolder. "When I use your panties to jack off with I can't help but fantasize about what it would feel like to fuck you." Mother took in a sharp breath. "Me? You want to—" she didn't finish the sentence. "That seems pretty obvious; yes mother, I want to fuck you and I think you feel the same way about me...or last night wouldn't have happened." "I don't know if that's true, I don't know how it happened," she said. "I saw what you were doing and it looked so beautiful—I couldn't stop myself," she said nervously. "For so long things were very difficult with Alex and me. Over the last few years our sex life was nonexistent, we never had intercourse; our sex consisted of me performing oral sex on him. He would lie in bed and watch me sucking on him. He blamed me if he couldn't get an erection. Sometimes the only way he could get and keep a hard-on when I was sucking his cock was to tell me about all of the women he fucked before we were married. "I don't know if it was true or not." Sometimes while I sucked him or jacked him off he would call me his whore or his slut and make me tell him what a big cock he had." She paused. "He really didn't mean it; it was just the only way he could get hard. I dealt with my frustrations in my own way when I was alone." She paused and glanced over at me and she looked a little embarrassed. "It was ok...not the same as feeling a man holding me, kissing me, caressing my breasts and feeling him inside me." She looked away from me as I got up from my chair and stood behind her at the sink. "We can change that," I said as I put my arms around her waist and pulled her body toward me; I was hoping that she could feel my hard cock against her robe. I did feel some very slight resistance from her but it quickly passed. "Last night...after I went back to my room I laid on my bed and I—" She hesitated. I could tell that she was embarrassed about what she was about to say so I remained quiet. "I lay on my bed masturbating," she said softly. "All I could think about was that your cum was still on my hands...I didn't want to wipe it away." She took a deep breath before saying, "I put it to my mouth...tasted it...licked it...and even rubbed some of your cum on my clit as I came I was so turned-on." I untied the sash and the front of her robe fell open. I felt her shiver slightly as I placed my hands on the smooth skin of her stomach just above her pubic hair. I deliberately moved my hands up and took her naked breasts in each hand. She moaned softly but didn't turn around or try to move away. I caressed her breast and gently fingered her nipples feeling them getting harder under my touch. Her breath was more labored as she laid her head back on my shoulder and moaned softly. I let one of my hands move slowly down her naked torso to her pussy where I hesitated for just a moment before putting my middle finger on her clitoris. Her whole body jolted softly as my finger parted her pussy lips and released the trapped moisture that they held. "This is all going too fast," she said as she stepped away from me. She closed her robe as she turned to face me and I could see a flash of confusion in her eyes; making her look even more desirable to me. "It's been such a long time since I've enjoyed sex. Maybe that's why last night happened," she said. "I loved what we did, but people wouldn't approve of us having sex...I'm your mother and—" "I don't care about any other people," I said interrupting her. "This isn't about anyone else; it's about you and me and what we share with each other. No one else matters." "Do you remember a long time ago, after my father left us and before Alex? It was just you and me together. I was young, life was hard for us but it didn't matter; we were together. We shared our vulnerabilities because we loved and trusted each other; now we're older and more mature. "I'm not a child anymore mother, I'm a man and you're a woman and we still need each other—just in a deeper, very, very private way." She just stood there looking into my eyes and I saw her shiver softly. "I need to think," she said. "This is too much to—" My eyes followed her as she hesitantly turned and walked out of the kitchen. I just stood there, I didn't follow her. I knew she'd needed some time. I left the kitchen for my bedroom and just as I got there I heard the spa turn on and I knew she was getting in to it. Sometimes the spa is her private refuge from the world. In my room I took off my sweats and lay on my bed nude. I was softly fondling my hard cock and thinking about what I'd said to her in the kitchen. After what happened last night I didn't care if she might come into my room and see me naked and masturbating. In fact, I secretly hoped she would. The spa continued to run for a while before I got up, left my room and walked down the hallway toward the patio and spa. My cock was still hard and pointing the way in front of me as I walked but I didn't care. When I came to the door of the patio I could see mother quietly sitting in the spa, her eyes closed and I could see that she was naked; something I had never seen her do before; at least not when I was around. The Jacuzzi Spa I walked into the patio and stood beside the spa looking at her. She opened her eyes and looked at me for a moment before briefly glancing down at my cock. She smiled as I got into the spa and sat across from her. Neither of us said anything for several minutes. "Are you okay?" I finally asked. She looked directly at me and nodded. "I'm fine," she said with a slight smile. "Just a lot to think about." Mother groaned as she sat up in the spa causing her tits to lift out of the water. "My god," she said. "What have you done to me? I'm so horny and turned on I can hardly stand it. When your finger touched my clitoris I barely had any control. It took everything I had to pull away from you...and I didn't want to. Did you really mean all those things you said in the kitchen?" "Yes." I paused. "I've wanted to fuck you for as long as I can remember. I've fantasized about fucking you in every possible position. It's just the way I am, I can't change it...I don't want to change it. I think I let my fantasies get as strong as they are because inside me I know that there isn't anything wrong with feeling that way. It has nothing to do with other people—no one will ever know what happens between you and me...this is about us." The surface of the water was covered by churning bubbles and yet I could see that her right hand was down between her legs and I knew that she was gently fondling her pussy. We were silent yet I know we both felt very close, together and bonded to each other. I finally stood up in the spa and my hard cock was pointing directly at her face. Instead of moving toward her I got out of the spa. Taking a towel from the rack I dried myself as she watched. Just before leaving the patio I looked at her and said, "I'm going into my bedroom...and I'd really like you to come with me." Her eyes held mine for a long moment before she smiled a mischievous smile and simply said, "I don't think I could stop myself even if I tried," she took a deep breath and added, "yes, I'm coming with you." I watched her as she got out of the spa, water was dripping from her body and I was stunned at that she was even more erotic than I remembered from last night. As she leaned forward her breasts hung from her chest like two fleshy pendulums and as she placed one leg over the edge of the spa I took her hand to steady her and I briefly got a clear view of her hairy pussy. I took another towel from the rack and helped dry her off; several times I purposely bumped her naked body with my hard cock and she acted as if she hadn't noticed. After toweling off we found ourselves standing face to face looking into each other's eyes as if we were not sure of what to do next. I reached out and pulled her body toward me and as our bodies pressed against each other's she closed he eyes and parted her lips as if inviting me to kiss her. Our lips touched and the passion began to mount in both of us as we slowly gave-in to our own lust. Our tongues met and erotically searched each other's as a prelude to what was to come. I felt her warm breath on my shoulder as I trailed kisses down her neck. She let out soft moan as she reached down between us and wrapped her fingers around my cock, slowly stroking it. I immediately put my hand between us and moved down to her pussy. I let my fingers search the coarse hair that protected her clitoris. After some time we reluctantly broke off our kiss and she laid her head on my shoulder and said, "I need sex...I need to be made love to...I need to feel a man's body on mine as he thrusts himself inside me...I want him to be gentle, patient and loving and, in a heartbeat I want him to fuck me with all of his masculine might...I want to feel his hard cock slamming into my cunt as I hold my spread legs open for him...I want to hear him groan and talk dirty to, and about me, as he fucks me!" She was silent for a moment. "It's been such a long time since I've had a man inside me and making love to me," she said quietly. "I've been frustrated and horny for so long." She was silent for a moment and I knew she was thinking about what she'd just said. Then she continued. "Now, I have a beautiful, masculine, naked man with his arms around me...who wants me for me...and he wants to give me what I so desperately need." "That's true. I want to make love to you." I said as I continued to gently brush my fingers over her clitoris. "But you're my son and—" Her voice trailed off as she pressed her body against me; still holding my hard cock in her hand. "I don't think any of this is wrong," I said. "We've always depended on each other and shared a special closeness, especially all those years when things were really difficult for us." "She took a sharp breath and pressed her body even closer to me as one of my fingers lightly brushed over the entrance of her vagina. "I don't know what's right or wrong," she sighed. "I do," I said. "We're the only two people in the whole world that knows what's happening in this house. We're the only two people in the world that would understand what we're sharing with each other. You admitted to me that last night that you went back to your room and used my cum to masturbate with." She took a deep breath and shivered slightly as she said, "I don't know why I did that, I just felt I had to. I really couldn't stop myself and...I liked it. I've always loved and needed sex more than most women I've known but I've learned to keep it hidden inside me. Sometimes that's been very difficult to do." She was silent for a moment before she continued. "I love the eroticism between two people during sex." She leaned slightly away from me and looked into my eyes and said, "I even love to stretch the boundaries a little...to try everything." She paused hesitantly again before saying; I've done some very wicked things in the past. When Alex and I were first married we were very sexual and we did things with other people and friends." "So have I." I said honestly. "Do you really want to do this?" "Mother," I paused and smiled at her before saying, "I want to make love to you. I want to fuck you! I want to look into your eyes as I make you cum. I want to hold you and feel your breath on my chest after we've fucked...I want to watch you suck my cock! I want to eat your pussy. I want to see your beautiful face through all of it." I gently urged her toward my bedroom. There was no resistance in her body. Just before we got to my room I moved close to her ear and softly said, "I love kinky sex and want to share it with you! "I'm going to take you to my bed and fuck you, and from now on, I'll do everything I can to give you the best sex you've ever had." She let out a loud moan and said breathlessly, "God! I'm so fucking horny baby." She sighed loudly before adding, "Last night when I saw you jacking-off I couldn't stop myself from coming into your room and doing what I did. Oh, god! My cunt is dripping down my thighs...it's been so long since I've felt like this...I've wanted to have a man fuck me for so long and now you—" When we got into my room she got on the bed and sat leaning against the headboard. With slow movement she spread her legs apart as she looked into my eyes. With her beautiful long fingers she rubbed the inside of her thighs slowly moving down until she took her hands and parted her legs exposing her hair-covered cunt. She was looking directly at me and she had a look on her face that I'd never seen before. It was a mixture of excitement, and desire and a heavy dose of mischievousness. Her face took on a serious but playful look as she brought her hands down and spread her pussy lips apart showing me the beautiful pink flesh of her cunt. "Look at my pussy baby," she said in a soft voice. "This is where you came from. This is the very hole in me that you came from so long ago...now; I can hardly wait until you're back inside me again. I confess, for the longest time I've wanted to feel you putting yourself back in the same body you were born from—is that wrong?" I softly shook my head before standing motionless for several long moments as I simply looked at her naked body. She suddenly looked younger to me; her face was youthful and filled with excitement. Mother still held her cunt lips apart for me, there was no embarrassment, it was just the two of us together. I could see the indentation of her vaginal opening near the bottom of her pussy and it sent an intense surge of desire throughout me. Her middle finger sought-out her swollen clitoris and she began to tease it by rolling it from side to side. "Come my handsome man...come and fuck me," she whispered. I moved my body forward onto the bed and held my upper body above her on my arms. The head of my cock came to rest against her cunt just below her clitoris. She quickly reached down and directed my cock to the entrance of her vagina. I felt her hips raise upward causing my cock to part her cunt lips and allowing the head to slip into her. I hesitated before deliberately pushing the rest of my cock into her very private love canal. As my cock was slowly invading her cunt her body tensed and she uttered an emotional cry that came from deep within her. It was part pleasure, part release, and part lust mixed together and dancing on her breath. "Oh God, I love this! Put yourself deep inside me...let me feel your cock at the entrance of my womb! Fuck me baby...fuck me!" She moaned. I felt my cock completely filling her vagina and I paused; for no other reason than to feel the power of the moment...the moment that I possessed her body and seemingly became one with her, a part of her once again. "Oh god, don't stop fucking me now baby," she pleaded. I looked down at her face and our eyes held each other's and we both smiled, it was such a special, private moment between us. It was a moment that we both understood that we shared it between us. I gently began fucking her as she fucked me back. I slowed my pace and withdrew most of my cock from her wet vagina before forcefully thrusting it into her again. The soft and muffled sounds of our breathing mixed with the unmistakable sounds of her wetness filled the room as we fucked. I couldn't believe how good it felt to be fucking her. She made love like the mature woman that she is—not like some of the young and inexperienced girls that I had been with before—yes, I'm still pretty inexperienced too but this felt very different. Her breasts bounced erotically each time I thrust myself into her. Her naked body lay beneath mine and she was offering herself, completely to me. It was as if there was nothing that we could do too each other that was wrong. As we fucked I took her right nipple into my mouth and sucked on it and she moaned loudly. The fact that it had been years since the last time I sucked on this very breasts, taking nutrition from it, was not lost on either of us. I knew her first orgasm was rapidly building inside her as we fucked. Our tempo became more frantic and with more urgency to feel our first orgasms together. Suddenly I felt her body begin to slow down and I lifted my lips from her nipple and looked into her eyes. "I...I never...had sex this intense and good with any man before. It scares me a little," she said then she added, "I never want this feeling to stop." She was silent for a moment as she looked into my eyes. "I just...need to know—" I put my lips close to her ear and interrupted her as I whispered softly. "This is just between you and me mother and its right. It has nothing to do with anyone else. We've shared so much together that no one else will ever understand. When things were difficult we depended on each other and drew strength from each other. Looking back, I think it was inevitable that this would happen, I've always known it. What we shared for so long brought us to this point because it's right." I felt her tighten her arms around me. "Then, fuck me," she whispered. Her voice sounded desperate as she began to buck against me. "Fuck me hard!" she whined, "Fuck me and fill me with your cum. I want to see your face and look into your eyes as you cum inside of me. I want to hear you call out my name as you fill me with your manhood...I want to be fucked by the strong man that is my son!" She thrust her hips upward to meet my cock as I began fucking her as hard as could. Her moans of pleasure came almost constantly and filled the room. Neither one of us could hold the inevitable back much longer as our bodies pounded together. "Fuck mother, I can't hold back...I'm starting to cum!" I said loudly. I was fucking her as hard as I could. "Yes, yes, yes, now...fuck me baby...FUCK ME!" She cried as she dug her fingernails into my back and thrust her hips toward my cock that was thrusting in and out of her wet vagina. "Ohhh now baby, now!" She let out a deep primal cry as her whole body shuddered and jolted uncontrollably as my cock began spewing my white, hot cum into the dark depths of her womb; the very womb that originally gave me life. We held each other tightly as we slowed our tempo; my swollen and spent cock was still held inside her. She gently kept thrusting her hips back at me trying to match my rhythm before she finally stopped in her own exhaustion. Her eyes were red and moist and I saw a tear fall from her eye as she looked at me. "Those aren't tears of sadness," she said softly without my asking. "Those are tears of incredible joy. It's been so long since a man that held me and actually made love to me instead of just fucking me...and no man has ever made me feel this way." We lay together simply enjoying the moment. My softening cock still held inside her vagina. As I raised my body above hers my cock slipped from her cunt. I came to my knees between her spread thighs. Looking down at her freshly-fucked pussy I saw one of the most beautiful, and intimate, sights imaginable. A large glob of white cum began oozing from her cunt lips and slowly running down toward her anus. A large portion was matted into her dark pubic hair. My orgasm was so powerful and I'd ejaculated so much semen I knew I would need a short time—a few hours to be ready to fuck her again...but fuck her again I would do for this was only the beginning. . We got off the bed and I took her hand and led her back to the spa. My cum was slowly running down her thighs but neither of us cared and actually we loved the powerfully erotic vision it gave us. As we slipped into the water I moved close to her, our faces were only inches apart and I said to her, "There's so much I want to do with you—so many ways I want to fuck you—so many ways to discover the things that give you pleasure. I want to share a life of sex with no boundaries with you if you'll let me." "Of course I'll let you," she whispered. "And I will to do the same for you a thousand times over."