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In The Jacuzzi At A House Party

When we arrived, there were a few people already in attendance but no action had started. It looked like any normal house party with people drinking and socializing. We got our drinks together and joined a group on the back patio. It turned out to be the host, a middle-aged woman, and several people who seemed to know each other very well. There were plenty of inside jokes and friendly flirting. The host was quick to give me the lowdown about which guys I should hook up with during the visit.

Although they were friendly and welcoming, there were no couples in the group. Besides the host and myself, the group was entirely male. It was obvious that several of the men wanted me but I wanted to make sure my husband had fun too. The simple reality is that he had more chance of scoring if we looked for another couple. Maybe he would let me play with one or two of them afterwards.

It wasn?t too long before I noticed that a couple had arrived and was heading to the Jacuzzi. It was an above-ground model with a gazebo that could probably fit 8 people comfortably, a dozen if they were friendly. They stripped naked and put their clothes in a backpack. They were a latin couple. Average size and builds. I guess they could be considered a mom and dad bod. She had a decent pair of breasts that hung naturally. His cock hung naturally. It was an above average size, which was good cause I like them big but not monstrous sized.

I turned to my husband, slowly so as to not appear too excited, and told him that we should get in the hottub. He noticed the couple over my shoulder and agreed. By then, only their head and shoulders were visible but I was certain he would approve of her.

We went over and stripped, stacking our clothes next to their backpack. We entered the tub and took a seat across from them. They welcomed us and we introduced ourselves. We chatted and got to know each other.

We learned that they were regulars at the parties. They didn?t always play. They just went with the flow. He was a boob man, like my husband. They almost always played safe. By that, they meant that they used condoms with new people but had the option of playing bare once they felt comfortable. They were both fixed so they didn?t have to worry about pregnancy. She excitedly told me how much better it was letting someone fuck her bare. The guys eagerly agreed. I let them know that we had only played safe. In fact, my husband was the only man who ever had me bare. But I had to agree that it did feel much better and natural than when we used protection.

It wasn?t long before one of the guys from the group joined us. He took a seat next to me. All I really knew was that he was a bartender but he rarely drank. He was late 20?s and clearly enjoyed the gym or some sort of physical recreation. He joined the conversation but didn?t highjack it. I took that as a sign that he wasn?t narcissistic or selfish, something desirable in a lover.

He lightly brushed my outer thigh with his hand. I simply smiled at him. I reciprocated by rubbing his thigh but went further inside. I spread my legs slightly to give him freedom to roam. My husband smiled at me approvingly. It a few moments, his cock was in my hand and he was groping the outside of my pussy.

Since what was happening was obvious, the other wife suggested her husband and mine switch spots. I agreed. Suddenly, I was sandwiched between two men I had just met who were eagerly groping me while I watched my husband kiss and grope her. I find watching him with another woman very arousing and it encouraged me to give myself to these men.

The bartender fingered me aggressively under the water while the husband played with my chest and sucked my nipples. He really was a boob man. I stroked both of them slowly and firmly, feeling them grow within my hand. I snuck glances at my husband who was clearly engaged with her chest and who knew what else.

I was a bit surprised when the bartender asked me to sit in his lap. I thought about it for a second before agreeing. But no penetration. He could just rub against the outside. He happily agreed. I slid onto his lap and felt his cock between my ass cheeks. He rubbed firmly against me.

Since I was now a bit higher, the husband couldn?t easily play with me. I signaled him to stand in front of me. He complied and his erect penis was in my face. I leaned slightly forward and began to go down on him. I swallowed him as much as possible while stroking the shaft with my hand. He began to moan pleasurably and tell me how great it felt.

The bartender was enjoying himself but seemed to grow tired of just rubbing against my ass. He lifted me up a bit so his penis could go between my legs. True to his promise, it only rubbed against the outside. This felt better for both of us. I had to put a hand between my legs to hold his cock up against my vagina and keep it rubbing smoothly against the outside. I held my hand vertically so when he pumped, it stroked between my hand and pussy. I started rubbing forward a bit as the pleasure grew.

That?s when the accident occurred. On a long thrust, the head of his penis was suddenly inside of me. He froze, almost like he wasn?t sure if he had penetrated me or not. I froze as well, unsure what to do. I loved the feeling of him inside of me but he was bare. My head told me to stop before it went any further while by body wanted to grind down hard. I thought of the conversation earlier about how much better she liked a bare cock. My body won out. I told myself that I would let him fuck me for a minute or two before pulling off.

I pushed my hips down on him and used my hand to guide him all the way inside. He responded by making long deep thrusts into me. I leaned forward slightly so he had easier access while I continued to suck the husband, deeper and more aggressively than before. The bartender?s hands on my hips held me in place while he grinded up and in. I felt the husband?s hand go to the back of my head as he fucked my throat. I just had to keep my mouth and throat open for him. My hand on his shaft kept him from pushing too far in. I could feel myself start to gag slightly at the peak of his thrusts.

The bartender was pushing into me so hard that he was lifting me up slightly. His hands on my hips held me steady and firmly on his cock. Suddenly, one of his thrusts was longer and deeper than the rest. He had me hanging at the peak for a few seconds. That?s when I felt something fill me. He let me back down and followed with another long hanging thrust followed by the same sensation.

I pulled the husband?s cock out of my mouth and turned my head. I asked whether he had just cum. He sheepishly replied that he had. I could feel his cock start to wither and become less filling. I moved so he could get out from under me. He apologized for cumming but I told him it was ok with a sort of false confidence. What?s done is done and there was no point in making a scene.

I stood up so the bartender could leave but kept stroking the husband?s erect cock. I could see that my husband was sitting on the edge of the hottub while the wife was going down on him. I was still aroused from being fucked in such a way and was even more aroused when I was watching my husband get his blowjob. The wife was very aggressive and he was loving it. But there is one thing I know about my husband is that he almost never cums from a blowjob. It?s something we?ve tried until my mouth is sore and tired.

I?m not sure if I was feeling guilty or if I was just extremely aroused from letting someone cum inside of me but I suddenly had an urge to watch my husband fuck her bare. I wanted him to feel the same excitement I felt. After all, he said he liked it better. I told her that I wanted to watch her get fucked. She was very happy to hear that and signaled her husband for a condom. He got out and headed towards their backpack. I became nervous as I thought of how to word my next statement. I couldn?t think of a tactful way of saying it so I just said ?I want to watch him cum in you.? She and my husband were shocked at my directness. Then she quizzed us about how often we play bare (Never, this would be the first.) and when was the last std test (about 3 months before and it was negative).

By the time her husband returned with the condoms, she was satisfied and told him that we wouldn?t need them after all. She stood up and bent over the edge of the hottub. Her heart-shaped ass was stuck in the air and her pussy was ready for my husband. He moved behind her. I was looking at his back and could see he had one hand on her hip and the other was positioned to hold his cock. I could tell when he entered her because he moved to have both hands on her hips. He then began to rhythmically pound her.

I moved to the side for a better view. They were both enjoying themselves. Her husband moved next to me so I could resume stroking his cock and he could play with my breasts. In a few moments, I wanted more than just to watch. I told him to fuck me bare, as if the words were magical. I felt it was only fair that he should get the same as what I asked of her.

I bent over the edge of the hottub next to her. My ass was in the air and my pussy was just above the water line. I felt the husband move to behind me and position himself. He used his cock to tease me a bit, rubbing it against the outside. Then he pushed his way inside. He began to pound me rhythmically. His hands on my hips pushed and pulled me against his crotch. This was the second guy to take me bare tonight, the third in my entire life. The thought swelled me with excitement.

I was suddenly distracted by my husband?s labored breathing and grunting. This meant he was getting close. I encouraged him to keep going and cum inside of her. This drove everyone on. Both him and the husband increased their pace. I felt the excitement in me begin to swell. As the husband thrusted deep into me, I felt the urge to push back and keep him inside. He suddenly came inside of me. It felt like the surge from his cock spread throughout my body all the way to my fingertips, nipples, and mouth. I had just had a large orgasm.

I remained bent over while he pulled out. I didn?t want to move. I just wanted to enjoy the bodily sensations. I could still feel his load inside of me.

My husband finished inside of her soon afterwards. I watched him pull out of her, his cock covered with a mixture of her juices and his cum. I motioned him over so I could clean him off. I licked his shaft and searched for large globs on his penis. I could tell he had some post-orgasm sensitivity but he let me finish anyhow.

We thanked the couple for a wonderful time and exchanged information. We wanted to make sure we hooked up with them again. We dried off using the towels provided (thank god cause we didn?t bring any) and got dressed. As we walked back past the patio, the guys snickered and applauded. Apparently, they had been watching us the whole time. I ran into the bartender and assured him that it everything was alright.

On the way home, I told my husband that the bartender came inside of me too. He wasn?t upset but did think I should have discussed it with him first. At least he agreed that there really wasn?t time. We agreed that it was very enjoyable but we needed to be cautious and choosy if we were to ever do that again. I just hoped it would happen again.