I love soaking in a whirlpool when the water's hot and deep, covering my entire body, sliding down so just my head is above the water, watching my breasts float gently, seeing the nipples soften and relax like the rest of the muscles are doing, then moving back up so those same nipples are exposed to the cooler air of the room.....mmmmmmmmmmmmm..oh yes....I love soaking in a whirlpool. But I'm usually alone when I do it. Not the night Ranger, Hubby and I got together. I had company. Oh what pleasant company to share a big tub with though.
We were all a bit worn around the edges after the last few hours of playing together, and taking this time to let the jets hit some sore muscles was just what we needed. But considering two of the occupants were males, it was like a new playground for them. Neither one could leave the jets alone, trying to see where they could aim them, what body parts could be attacked with the strong spray of water. You'd have thought I was giving a couple of toddlers a bubble bath instead of two full grown males. Maybe I should have said 'growing fuller' males.....smile.
Hubby grabbed the foot that had been playing in his crotch and lifted my leg up in the cold air. Ranger turned my shoulders so I was lying on my side. With a little bit of creative maneuvering on their parts, I soon had my crotch aimed at one of the jets. The full blast hit me dead center and I jumped. With Ranger spooned in behind me, I couldn't go very far when he reached between my legs and opened my flower to the blast inside my pussy walls. My god what a sensation. The outer lips of my cunt held open with a man's hand, the heat and pressure of a whirlpool jet against the inner lips. The inner muscles of my pussy pulled in and upward like I was stroking a shaft, but with nothing there but air....it just opened up wide like I was having some kind of internal exam. Talk about a hell of a douche, this was better than anything you could buy on the store shelf. Especially since I had so much enthusiastic assistance.
Hubby leaned forward, bending my leg at the knee and reached toward my backdoor. Sliding his finger along the crack until he reached his goal, he pushed against the rim a little causing me to buck into the jet in front of me. I tried to convince the gentlemen that I was out of steam, but they wouldn't listen to my pleas. Ranger had one hand on my hip and one underneath around my shoulder, holding my head against his chest, close enough I could feel the hairs on his chest tickle my ear. He reached over to another water jet and aimed it at my breasts as they floated in the water close to his hand. Once he had the jet spraying at the nipples he reached down and started to tweak them between his thumb and finger, rolling them slowly until they peaked once again. The finger invading my ass had breached the rim and with deliberate moves was pushing inside and pulling out. Hubby placed my leg on his shoulder and used his other hand to isolate my clit and let the first jet's stream hit just the exposed nub, pushing the hood back with the power of the water. I couldn't stop from moaning as the burning embers of my passion flared again with the attention my body was getting. Ranger's cock was starting to press into me. I placed my free foot against my darling Hubby's cock and played footsie with it, trying to distance my mind from the onslaught of their hands, but it didn't work. These two guys had developed a sixth sense at how to move in unison and take me over the edge quickly. Have you ever had an orgasm in water? You can feel the muscles of your calves and thighs tighten. Your stomach clinches up, your back arches, you throw back your head and you purrrrrrrrrrrrr so loud before your moans turn to deep throated screams of passion. Then you collapse back into the water and if you're as lucky as I was that night, back into the arms of a lover.