Sexual hot tubbing
Hot tubs have been around for a while and swingers found them to be fun. You know, no clothes in the hot tub. Bubbles hide what is happening beneath the surface.
My older friends had a hot tub and a duplex they owned. One side was their residence, the other a play pen. A hot tub was in their secluded back yard. We would go to a club every Friday and Saturday night and meet up with people there who were also looking for sex partners for swinging. A caravan formed and we would head for the duplex.
Once inside, we removed our clothes and a few of us headed for the hot tub. There were no rules to speak up except that I was textile free. People in the tub realized that sitting on the edge o the tub with just the feet in the bottom was an invitation. Men would get blow jobs. Women would get oral or a good fuck by sitting on the edge.
C and his wife were twenty years my senior. While C certainly played some, he mainly took photos and video of what was happening. His wife, a very attractive bisexual woman, played with energy and enthusiasm while C acted like a movie director and camera man. Most of the people who went to the duplex were about the same age as the hosts. As 22, I seemed to get a lot of attention from men and women. I ate it up.
While there were a few regulars who went to the duplex, only the hard core were there both nights and every weekend. I think there were two such couples. The result was a ever-changing mix of 10-15 couples both night.s and every weekend.
I loved sucking cocks and over time I learned to control my gag reflexes allowing me to take men to their balls so they could cum deep in my mouth. It was power felt by me; I was in control as it was my mouth and abilities that gave pleasure. I often, and still do, climaxed sucking a man off. And, I grew to enjoy being watched as I sucked the men. I also loved going down on a woman.
The hot tub was a perfect place to start the night. And the hot tub provided me with many opportunities to play with sexy men and women.
I used to go over and help straighten up on Friday afternoon putting towels and such out then would ride to the club. Sometimes we would play before getting dressed to leave. I would spend the night at the duplex and help clean up the next day. Often, C would ask me to blow him. I gladly did. (I still go over and suck his cock while his wife toys watching us.). I stayed over Saturday and cleaned up Sunday.
Just looking at hot tub commercials gives me a Pavlovian response making me wet.
My older friends had a hot tub and a duplex they owned. One side was their residence, the other a play pen. A hot tub was in their secluded back yard. We would go to a club every Friday and Saturday night and meet up with people there who were also looking for sex partners for swinging. A caravan formed and we would head for the duplex.
Once inside, we removed our clothes and a few of us headed for the hot tub. There were no rules to speak up except that I was textile free. People in the tub realized that sitting on the edge o the tub with just the feet in the bottom was an invitation. Men would get blow jobs. Women would get oral or a good fuck by sitting on the edge.
C and his wife were twenty years my senior. While C certainly played some, he mainly took photos and video of what was happening. His wife, a very attractive bisexual woman, played with energy and enthusiasm while C acted like a movie director and camera man. Most of the people who went to the duplex were about the same age as the hosts. As 22, I seemed to get a lot of attention from men and women. I ate it up.
While there were a few regulars who went to the duplex, only the hard core were there both nights and every weekend. I think there were two such couples. The result was a ever-changing mix of 10-15 couples both night.s and every weekend.
I loved sucking cocks and over time I learned to control my gag reflexes allowing me to take men to their balls so they could cum deep in my mouth. It was power felt by me; I was in control as it was my mouth and abilities that gave pleasure. I often, and still do, climaxed sucking a man off. And, I grew to enjoy being watched as I sucked the men. I also loved going down on a woman.
The hot tub was a perfect place to start the night. And the hot tub provided me with many opportunities to play with sexy men and women.
I used to go over and help straighten up on Friday afternoon putting towels and such out then would ride to the club. Sometimes we would play before getting dressed to leave. I would spend the night at the duplex and help clean up the next day. Often, C would ask me to blow him. I gladly did. (I still go over and suck his cock while his wife toys watching us.). I stayed over Saturday and cleaned up Sunday.
Just looking at hot tub commercials gives me a Pavlovian response making me wet.
2 years ago
