I leaned closer to Jenny gave her a little kiss and quietly said, "Ready love?" She nodded, so I took her hand and led her in the same direction the others had gone. It was very dimly lit in the Jacuzzi room, as our eyes got accustomed to the gloom we could see there were already half a dozen or so couples in the water. We hung our towels and Jenny's sarong on the hooks provided, showered, and joined the others in the swirling water. The pool it's self was huge it could comfortably accommodate twenty or thirty people. Some of those around us were just sitting, enjoying the warm water and bubbles; others, couples or groups were beginning to play. We sat for a while, my arm around Jenny's shoulders, my hand hanging down light lightly stroking her nipple. Jenny's arms were at her sides, her hands resting on her thighs. The couple sitting closest to us started to kiss. As their kissing became more passionate, and their state of arousal obvious Jenny pulled my face to hers, we kissed, her kisses were strong and passionate. All around us just above the noise of the water, we could hear little moans of pleasure. Jenny's hand wrapped around my cock, which was already quite hard, she squeezed it and massaged it lovingly. These where not the rough, urgent tuggings of "old" Jenny, she had learned to tease my cock, building me up, then letting me down again slowly. Taking me almost to the edge, but not quite, still highly aroused, however, she was confident that there would be enough life in me for a good sucking or fucking before I would cum. The control techniques that I had learnt, coached and encouraged by Nicole, over the past months helped enormously with these extended arousal games as well. Our play mimicked the others around us, women sitting on men's laps, she, grinding her buttocks against his hard cock while his fingers played with her nipples or pussy. We followed the example given to us by those around us.
Jenny noticed that people were leaving the water and moving off to the steam room. "Come on John" she said taking my hand, leading me out of the pool, following the others. It was almost pitch black in there, just a little light by the door, we had to feel our way in, people moved aside to let us sit, squeezed in, their naked thighs touching ours on either side. The atmosphere was not only full of steam, but of erotic excitement and the sound of moans and the quiet slurping of mouths and tongues on flesh as well. We could vaguely make out the shapes of bodies crouching on the floor, heads moving in laps. Very soon Jenny was crouched between my spread thighs practicing her newly honed oral skills on my grateful cock; unknown hands brushed over our bodies, sometimes just touching, sometimes caressing. Our hands strayed to stranger's bodies', just a gentle touch or a push would tell us if they were somewhere where they were not welcome. I felt a different touch, firmer, and a quiet whisper, Jenny's mouth left my cock. A pause. A new mouth enveloped me, soft hands massaging my tense balls, a feminine body rocking between my thighs, other hands caressing my torso. Jenny's lips touched mine, her tongue pushing into my mouth kissing me urgently, her hands gripping my shoulders. I braced to try and hold back my orgasm, but the pure erotic sensuality of the moment overwhelmed my will power, too soon I felt the hot rush of orgasm and ejaculation as my cum filled that unknown mouth. The sucking continued, milking every drop that could be squeezed out of me. My mind flew back to that first delicious sucking Nicole had given me in the shower those months ago. With my cock in its post-orgasmic hypersensitive state, those ministrations began to hurt, I flinched, I gave the head at my groin a gentle push, and it was quickly removed from me. Jenny's mouth left mine and the other hands were taken from my skin. Lips brushed across mine and a woman's voice whispered "Merci chéri, délicieux." Jenny gave my hand a little tug, I stood slightly shakily, and again we felt our way, many hands touching, stoking us as we passed out of that dark, steam filled room. We showered again then returned to the bar.
Over a drink Jenny quietly explained what had happened. She had felt a soft hand pull at a shoulder and a woman's voice whispered in her ear "S'il tu plat chéri?" When she released my cock men's hands lifted her up, other hands spread her legs and she felt a woman's body slide between them, her legs being held apart by the other woman's hips. Her hands were guided onto the wall either side of my head. She was pushed gently but insistently to bend over, she understood what they wanted of her so she had moved until our lips met, but her hands slipped on the tiled wall so she held my shoulders to steady herself. Several hands roamed freely over her body teasing her nipples and her pussy. Fingers were pushed into her pussy from behind; she relaxed and welcomed them in. Soft lips kissed her pubic mound then a tongue lapped at her clitoris. With a big smile she told, "I only had a little orgasm, but, mmm it was lovely"
Another couple who had been looking at us from by the bar came over to our table greeted us, and asked if the could join us, "Oui, Bien sur" Jenny replied, gesturing to the empty seats. They introduced themselves as Angeline and Thomas, conversation soon blossomed, difficult at first with our still limited French; but Angeline spoke a little English, which helped a lot. Thomas waved to another couple to come over and join us who he introduced as Anna and Marcel. It wasn't long before the six of us were engaged in lively conversation in a bizarre mixture of English and French. Dance music was playing and coloured lights were sweeping across the dance floor. Some one suggested we should dance. By now the bar and the dance floor area had become a clothing optional space, so we abandoned our still damp coverings and danced naked, first with our own partners, then swapping with the others in our group. The music became slow and smoochy; each of us pulled the partner we happened to be with at that time into a close, slow, sensual dance, soon we were all kissing and caressing, becoming very aroused. The music changed again to another up-tempo number so we all returned to our table. We three men sitting spread legged proudly displaying our erections for all to see.
Our conversation resumed, not general subjects now, but focusing on our sexual likes and dislikes, with many gestures to explain words or phrases that Jenny or I didn't understand. Who of us was strictly heterosexual, who bisexual or bi-curious. As it turned out I was the only "hetro" in the group, Jenny having discovered her bi-sexuality earlier that year, but bi-curiosity had been awoken in me and grew as the conversation progressed. There was a lot of touching and caressing now as we chatted, both of our own partners and other group members. I found more and more that my eyes were being drawn to the other guy's cocks, each of us occasionally touching, or stroking ourselves, maintaining our erections. The ladies, their pussies looked moist, and their nipples erect. We were now discussing a possible group scene between the six of us, what were the go and no-go areas, how far we might push our comfort zones in the pursuit of mutual pleasure. At last there was an exchange of nods around the table. Marcel rose and declared "Allons-y", we all grabbed our towels, and trooped towards the Jacuzzi room, for, Jenny and my second, but our first planned, group encounter that evening.
We settled into a corner of the Jacuzzi, picking up our conversation where we had left it in the bar. There was to be no start signal for the games to being, it was agreed that any of us could start, join in or back off, just as we felt. As we chatted the touches and caresses resumed. Some other couples left the Jacuzzi and by unspoken agreement we moved more towards the middle of the long side of the pool. There was an underwater wall or bench that divided the pool, by moving along we could rearrange ourselves, sitting three and three facing each other. By chance, perhaps, we found ourselves arranged as if for a dinner party, partners facing; Jenny sitting between Marcel and Thomas, I between Anna and Angeline. We chatted some more, the ladies hands touched my thighs gently stroking, sometimes one or other of them moving higher touching my cock, but not lingering there. My arms went around the ladies either side of me, each hand cupping one of their breasts; Angeline's small firm and rounded, Anna's heavier, looser softer to the touch. Quite naturally we fell into two threesome groups, we changed positions, rearranging ourselves, but for the moment staying with these sets of three. The touching, the caresses became more intimate, stronger. I found my self turned, embracing, kissing Angeline, Anna behind me her arms around my waist, one of her hands on my cock squeezing, stroking, her other massaging my balls, her large breasts pressed against my back. Then turned again the scenario repeated but the ladies roles reversed. Glancing over to Jenny and the men I could see that their movements similar to ours. The group became more fluid, subgroups splitting, reforming in different combinations, three and three, four and two, all six of us together...
