Casual sex in a hot tub [mffff] - true story | 2016

I had moved to a new city to start a business, leaving my girlfriend behind while she finished a degree program. The town is a tourist destination and there is a well-known place where you can rent a hot tub, built into the side of a hill, for an hour.

One night I was eating dinner - alone - at a nice restaurant. Being in a long-distance relationship and not knowing anyone in town didn't leave much opportunity for socialization. During dinner I looked out the windows at the ocean view; and watched the folks in the restaurant, mostly older couples, one party of four mid-fortyish ladies who got louder and louder as the wine flowed liberally. And during dessert, the alpha hen got up and that whole party moved over to my table.

She was brunette, with a nice tan and a sort of Joan Rivers smoker's voice, though as far as I could tell she didn't smoke. She was wearing a conservative brown suit - they all looked like they had just come from work. She said I looked lonely and soon we were chatting and I was getting to know them. They offered to share their wine, they took little bites of my cheesecake and despite myself I was soon enjoying their company, even though I guessed most of them were a good 15 years older than myself. One was quieter, a willowy blonde whose roomy blue blouse seemed to conceal a nearly flat chest and a fit, skinny frame; the other three all seemed straight from work and cut from the same mold, maybe a little loose skin on the upper arms, and little bellies. I gathered that the alpha gal was single, the blonde was having marital problems - they all teased her about it, which she didn't seem to like; and the other two were happily married with children.

Another bottle of wine came and we were near the end of it when the brunette made a startling suggestion - "why don't we all go to the soak'n'poke?" I'd never been to this place, had never heard it called that, and they had to explain it to me which caused a lot of laughter. I was wearing my business clothes too, coat and tie, and so it seemed funny at first but the brunette was serious. She was making a move but I didn't want to go on a date with her so I said "I'll go - if you all come with me!" figuring there was little chance of that.

That got a laugh but somehow the brunette talked her friends into it - even the blonde - and a few minutes later the checks were paid and I was in my car, following the SUV full of rowdy ladies. I dry-swallowed a Cialis I had in the glovebox - long story - and whipped off my tie on the drive, which took maybe 5 minutes - and soon after we were renting a large tub. The blonde looked doubtful and I kept noticing that, and her, because she was hot and I kept thinking to myself that I really wanted to fuck her, although the situation seemed goofy enough that I still thought there was no chance. I had decided, though, on the idea that I might end up fucking the brunette later.

There was a fairly substantial climb - several hundred stairs - and then there we were, a brightly lit hot tub and a redwood deck in the middle of trees through which the stars twinkled. The women had been chatting and laughing on the way up - they'd brought a bottle of wine. It was chilly and when we arrived there they quieted down and looked at me. It was that moment of truth that I've come to recognize - the point at which, after just a short time knowing a person, you silently agree to get buck-ass naked in their presence. Nudity has never bothered me so I just grinned and proceeded to take all my clothes off; I was half-hard, not stiff and the girls tittered, glancing - or staring, in the case of the brunette - as I slid down my boxers and quickly, but not too quickly, lowered myself into the steaming water.

Three of the four girls got topless; the blonde stripped reluctantly, leaving on some really pretty lacy white lingerie - her tits were tiny A cups, and I stared unashamedly, which she noticed; and we all got into the large tub. It was roomy enough that we could all enjoy some jets without being crammed up against each other. The brunette lit up a joint she took out of her purse, and soon the air was fragrant with the smell of pot smoke. At that time in my life I didn't partake, but the women did, and soon they were high, and all the underwear got thrown out up over the edge of the tub to dry on the deck. It didn't take long after that that the brunette came over to sit next to me and started rubbing the hair on my chest while her friends watched with interest. The blonde kept looking away as if she were ashamed or just couldn't believe it, though. One of her friends egged the brunette on and she massaged me with both hands, eventually reaching down and just grabbing my dick which by then was rock-hard.

She straddled me and looked me in the eye as her friends tittered. I thought to myself, now or never, and I said maybe the boldest thing I've ever said, "You know the rule - if I fuck one of you, I fuck all of you!"

That got everyone's attention and there was sudden quiet as the brunette whipped her head around to stare at her friends - she had a look on her face that I could only interpret as "Don't fuck this up." Slowly, they all nodded - the two married ladies grinning, the blonde looking shy and tentative. As they nodded, the brunette eased herself down on me and we were fucking. I reached up, massaged her firm tits, grabbed her back and her shoulders - no kissing - and soon my Cialis-stiff cock was pumping sperm into her extremely wet, loose hole. I think she came but I remember thinking I didn't really give a fuck.

I wanted the blonde as much as I've ever wanted anything - I think they must have all known - and as soon as the brunette got off I moved over to her and said "your turn." She whispered "I'm shy" to me and I said "I'll get your friends to help." I asked the brunette and one of the other ladies if they would do what I asked, and they said yes, so I had them come over and stand in the tub, one on each side of the blonde. Their tits were exposed to the cold night air but I imagined their nipples were stiff for other reasons, too. I took one of each of their hands and asked the blonde, who was still seated on the bench, to stick her feet up; and I ran her friends' hands down her legs, up past the knee to the bottom of her thighs. "Lift her up," I commanded, and they did, holding her thighs apart. The third woman, who seemed to quickly understand what I was trying to do, got behind blondie and put her hands under her armpits; and, just as I wanted, the three women were holding the blonde up, her body nearly horizontal and just under the surface of the water: spread and open for me. She looked drunk and high and dazed and I didn't wait for her to have second thoughts; I moved in and within seconds my cock, still rock-hard, was penetrating her. She, too, was far wetter than I'd expected her to be and unlike her friend she was a moaner; her eyes were closed and she had a look of ecstacy on her face as her friends watched me pump in and out of her. I caressed her thin, fit legs and she wrapped them around my hips as I pumped deeper into her. Her pussy was tight and unlike the other three I could tell she had not had kids.

I lasted longer this time and made her come twice; the second time her friends had gotten bold enough to start touching her flat tits, pinching her nipples, and I had my thumb on her clit. I could tell her friends were pleased that she was getting fucked; I remember thinking "wow, her marriage must be really fucked up," and that made it all the hotter that I was the man who got to fuck her while her husband waited at home. Finally I started pumping in earnest and got what I wanted, spilling a huge load of hot cum as far up into her belly as I could, trying to fill her with it.

I ended up fucking the other two afterwards, one from behind as her friends laughed, the other straddling me. Neither was as good as the first two; these were older gals, wrinkled, with big loose pussies - one of them super hairy - and they were laughing and joking as we screwed, it was more just a fun thing to do in a tub, less about pure animal passion. Still, I am sure the water was foamy with my jizz once we were done.

No one ever believes this story - for days afterwards I could barely believe it myself. People always ask if I used condoms - no; asked about birth control - no; or chose to cum inside - yes, I always do given the choice, I like it better than anywhere else. And for whatever reason I was in control of what happened that night and so all 4 of these gals got a load of jizz deposited inside them. There's drunk driving in this story too - I was buzzed both on the way to and from the tub, and lord knows whoever was driving the SUV was impaired. Looking back, it's pretty clear to me that it's just another one of the many slightly fucked up stories that happened while I was manic, before I got my bipolar treated.

But it happened, and there was no reason for it to; I'm an average looking guy at best, not a hardbody, goofy, very little game, and I think all I happened to have going for me that night was a necktie, a cock, and being in the right place at the right time. I never saw any of these gals again - didn't even remember any of their names except the brunette by the time I got into the tub, in fact - and so I assume that means they were tourists, not residents of my little town. Anyway, it was the only time in my life that I've ever had multiple partners and I look back on it fondly. Hope you enjoyed reading about it.