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NOTE: This story is, of course, for adults only --  so don't read it if you
don't think you can be mature about it. Reading and writing these stories
should be acts of fantasy, and I hope that you can keep your notions of real
and fantasy life separate in your mind. I know I can. If you would like to let
me know what you think, or if you have a follow-up fantasy (which is something
that I REALLY like), you can reach me at SueNewHamp@aol.com ... but I can't
promise to return your emails... 
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SLIPPERY WHEN WET, part 1 of 2
      By Sue

I have a jacuzzi at home that I use when I am relaxing, and also when I want to
masturbate while reading sexy stories from the Internet. But it is really just
a glorified bath tub with jets, not something that you and I have had much
success at enjoying together. It is just too cramped for more than one person
at a time. On the other hand, the spacious jacuzzi that they have at the local
fitness center has been a place that you and I have fantasized about. During
regular open hours, we have been there together, and have sat in the huge tub,
stealing quick gropes and occasionally sneaking our hands into the crotch of
each others bathing suit. But there is no privacy. We have never been there
when we have had the tub to ourselves for more than a few minutes.

You have obviously been talking to your friend George about some of our
fantasies of the big jacuzzi, because he has offered you a favor. He is the
manager of the fitness center, and he has given you a key to the place so that
we can go there after closing time and use the jacuzzi. So here we are in the
parking lot of the center, watching the last few members walking out the door.
It is past midnight, and the windows of my Miata are steaming up as we fondle
away the time. Your hand is inching up from my knee, past the hem of my skirt,
and as I spread my knees as much as I can in this constricted space, your
fingers curl up past the edge of my skin-tight silk panties. You graze over my
sparse cunt hair, which tickles me. When your finger tips slide down into the
wet slice of my cunt, I am frustrated by not having room to open myself to your
touch. 

But it doesn’t matter, since now you pull your hand away and direct my
attention to the big glass front doors of the fitness center. There is George,
flipping off the light switches, gradually darkening the building. Then he
exits through the doors, setting the locks, and strides down the sidewalk to
his car, waving once in our direction. After a few moments of last second
indecision (it looks so dark it there!), we get out of my Miata and silently
walk across to the doors, where you quickly unlock the doors and then relock
them after we are inside. Not a word passes between us. Something about the
sneakiness of this makes for an spooky and hushed mood. Once we round the
corner of the hallway and are out of sight of the driveway, we each light one
of the candles that we had brought along, and we head down the stairs to the
jacuzzi room. I grip your hand tightly to help ward away the small but gnawing
fear in my stomach. It is hard to explain my fear, since this is a quiet
suburban community, and my head tells me that this is a totally safe place to
be. But the flickering shadows and the late hour are nevertheless kind of
scary. 

And it making me horny, too. Being teased so briefly in the car got me started.
Actually, I have been somewhat aroused all day since you called me this morning
to tell me that we could use the jacuzzi by ourselves tonight. I had to use
great self-discipline to keep from reaching down under my desk at work to give
myself a quick little orgasm. But I could feel the moisture in my crotch all
afternoon and evening, and after many hours of being a little high on the
anticipation, I know that the flesh of my cunt has become swollen and
sensitive, and that my clitoris has puffed up and pushed out from the lips of
my cunt, so that I could even feel it rubbing against the silk of my panties as
I walked. My hard nipples have jutted out through the filmy material of my bra,
and I know that they are visible to anyone who looks. So I have been stimulated
all day, and now the skittish edge that comes from fear is actually serving to
build up on my arousal. I don’t use the word “horny” too describe myself very
often; I suppose that it sounds somewhat crude to me. But that is exactly what
I was feeling -- scared and horny. I knew that I would be able to stuff my
feelings of horror so that I could enjoy the fruits of my awakened lustiness.

So as we get to the door to the jacuzzi, my palms are sweaty with this mix of
emotions, and I pull you around and press the entire length of my body up
against yours, pushing you against the door. I spread our hands out straight to
either side of the door, and we grip the candles together. I kiss you hard,
mashing my lips against yours, pressing the red flesh against our teeth, then
stabbing my tongue deep into my mouth. For the moment, I am the aggressor, as I
rub my breasts into your chest, and then slowly lower myself down your body,
unbuttoning your shirt and pulling it to the side. Continuing lower, I am
letting my nipples, which are encased in the thinnest of blouse and bra, drag
over the rough material of your shirt and jeans. When my knees touch the
carpet, my head is even with your crotch. I kiss at the elongated hump in your
pants. It extends at an angle from the base of your fly down along your right
thigh. I realize that you must not be wearing underwear. That is what allows
your semi-hard cock to extend in that direction. After planting kisses along
your sheathed cock’s length, I press my lips the the end of your cock and force
moist, hot breath through the denim and onto your sensitive cock. I can feel
your cock becoming harder, and it strains to pull upwards. But it is held in
place by your tight jeans and by my mouth. The denim is now soaking wet in the
place that i am kissing, and I realize that it is not only my hot breath that
is making the moisture. You are dripping precome, and I lick your jeans and can
taste the salty liquid. Mmmm, that is so good, so sexy. 

I can’t wait any longer. Leaving both candles in your hands, I reach up to
unbutton your jeans, and then yank down the zipper. I am in a hurry now, and I
pull down your pants to your knees all at once. Your cock is released from its
constraints  and forcefully flips upwards against my chin, and then bounces up
to the side of my face. Pulling back, I kiss the tip of your cock once, drawing
in a string of clear come, and then I fasten my lips around the taught head and
suck in hard, literally pulling my lips down the long shaft. Bit by bit, I am
drawn down toward your thick pubic hair. I feel the bumps and ridges of veins
with my tightly puckered lips as I let my gaze rise up over your hard stomach,
your hairy chest, hour tiny erect nipples, and then all the way up to your
face. You have apparently  unbuttoned your shirt and . My eyes lock onto yours
as my suction pulls my lips all the way into the bristly hair at the base of
your cock. My nose is nestled into that hair, and as I release my suction to
get a breath of air, I breath in the exciting, musky scent. The head of your
cock rest all the way at the back of my tongue. I bring up one hand to cup and
fondle your balls, and my finger tips prod rhythmically at the root of your
cock, in the area between your balls and your asshole. This makes your entire
cock throb and dance in the hot cavern of my mouth, and the tip of my tongue
curls up to massage the tube-like ridge running along the bottom of your cock.
I can tell from the dreamy look in your eyes that you really like what I’m
doing. Perhaps too much, I realize, since we haven’t even opened the door to
the jacuzzi yet. 

But what the hell. I know that you are good for more than one load of semen
tonight. You must have been aroused all day like I was. So instead of pulling
my mouth off of your cock so that we can go enjoy the jacuzzi, I clamp down
harder, and then start to snap my neck forwards and back, so that I am truly
fucking your cock with my mouth. Each time I pull back to your head, I let my
tongue slurp in a circle around the crown, and poke lightly into your pisshole.
Then back down to the base again, with an increasingly rapid tempo. I slip one
of my feed around so that I can can rest my weight on it, and it immediately
presses up through the material of my skirt and I can feel the pressure of my
Achilles tendon as my pistoning on our cock causes my crotch to rock back and
forth. It’s not enough to let me reach a climax, but it brings me to an even
higher level of arousal. I though I was horny before! Now I have your hard long
cock fucking deep into my sucking mouth, and I am juggling your balls in my
palm as I toy with that sensitive spot near your asshole. My heel is driving
into my cunt, squashing my labia and my bulging clitoris into the soaking wet
silk. I am hot as can be, sweating with exertion and lust. Oh, it feels so
good, and I can see that it feels great for you too. Looking into your face, I
can see that your eyes are now unable to focus, and then they clamp shut and
your face becomes twisted. You are panting quickly, and sharp, high-pitched
moans escape from between your lips.

For my part, I speed up my pistoning even more, so that my hair is flipping
around my cheeks and onto your thighs. Just as I anticipate your orgasm is
truly arriving, I draw back my head a few inches from your cock, and bring both
of my hands up to jack your shaft. The copious saliva that I have left behind
mixes with more of your precome, making for a wonderful lubrication, and I
squeeze hard with both hands. Your cock is so hard and long that even using
both hands, I am only able to cover half of the wet skin.

Propelled my the vigorous milking of my hands, the first jet of your cream
shoots out from the tip of your cock, and traverses the gap, splattering over
my outstretched tongue. When I close my mouth to savor and swallow your come,
the next two jets target on my nose and chin. I crane forwards and rub my face
into your still throbbing and drooling cock. The slimy mix of greasy come and
saliva is swabbed all over my face, and then I kiss and lick at your cock to
clean off the salty and tangy mix. Gradually your cock looses its hardness, and
your knees buckle. You slide down the wall and end up sitting on the floor. I
stand up and tell you to pull out of your reverie or I’ll go home and enjoy my
own jacuzzi by myself. but we both know that this is an idle threat. 

And with that, I gently push your soft body out of the way and open the door to
the tub room. It is almost pitch black in there, with only the light of the
candles shining indirectly through the small window in the door. Plucking up my
courage, I enter the room and let the automatic door close behind me. It only
takes me 30 seconds to pull off all of my clothes, finally peeling the wet
crotch of my panties out from between the swollen lips of my labia. I try to
get into the jacuzzi quickly, but when I am standing in the middle of the tub,
the water is so hot that I have to stop for a few seconds to rebuild my
determination. Then I let my leg muscles go soft, and my body drops quickly the
rest of the way into the steaming water. I push myself over to the side and
manipulate the controls, starting up the bubbles and jets. A couple of red
lights come on under the surface, creating even more of an erotic mood. I’d
never paid much attention to those lights before, since the bright overhead
flourescents had always been on when we’d been in this tub before.

I position myself on one of the underwater benches so that a jet is aimed up
into my cunt. I have to force myself not to inch closer and closer to this
surge of pleasure-giving water. But I still trust that you will be joining me
in the tub, so I hold back. Still, I spread my legs wide, hooking one foot up
and over the edge of the tub. The pulsing jet washes over my cunt, and my cunt
hair and my labia waft around in the current. God, I’ve been mentally and
indirectly stimulated for more than 12 hours, and now I am finally having some
direct stimulation, no matter that I am keeping it mild. But it feels so good.
I wonder how long I could stand being at this level of excitement. What if I
was constrained from moving, so that this limited plateau of pleasure just went
on indefinitely?

While I am thinking about that, the door opens, and in your come. You are much
as I left you, standing there with your pants down around your ankles and your
shirt pulled open to reveal your chest. Your cock is still limp, and glistens
wetly in the red light. As I watch, I see a final dollop of your come ooze out
of the tip and ever-so-slowly stretch out and falls to the floor, leaving a
pearly white string that connects back up to your cock. Within seconds, the
string breaks.

But what to do. Your cock is too soft to be useful to me. I need to encourage
you to bring it back to life. I ask you to take off the rest of your clothes,
and then to stand on the floor next to where my foot is hooked over the edge of
the tub. When you are there, I reluctantly let my hips arch upward and away
from the warm and welcome jet of water. My cunt rises like Atlantis, so that it
is just barely out of the water. Reaching under my rear, I re-aim the jet to
point upwards more. Now it is directed at my asshole. At first, my cheeks
involuntarily clench tightly closed, but gradually, I let the tension ebb out
of the muscles, and the jet of water  is able to play right onto and even into
my ass. Doing this is wonderfully kinky, fitting right in with the randy
horsiness that I am still feeling strongly. 

Now I let my fingers inch there way up into my cunt, where I languorously play
around in the wet folds. I am enjoying all of this for myself, but I especially
am trying to bring you and your cock back to life. Looking straight up, your
body rises up above me like a magnificent statue on a pedestal. As I broadly
massage my cunt and let the jet probe into my ass, I know that I am putting on
a show for you. My breasts are made weightless by the buoyancy of the water,
and they float around lazily on my chest. My nipples are hard as pencil
erasers, and poke up and knife through the surface of the water like swarming
shark fins. After a few minutes, I begin to have the desired effect on you (and
myself as well). At first, it is just a barely discernible twitch of the head
of your cock, but eventually, I can see the length begin to grow down toward my
reclining figure. You grasp the pliant yet firming stalk and begin to slowly
milk it, making it harder and harder. Everything looks red in this crimson
shimmering light, but the head of your cock is certainly darker and almost
purple colored. 

When your erection reaches 3/4 hardness, you kneel down and swing your legs
into the tub, and hop in. The depth of the water puts your balls in the water,
and your cock just north of that. Standing between my wide-spread thighs, you
playfully twitch the muscles of your stomach, which makes your cock spring up
and then flop down, slapping the water. You edge your feet forwards, and your
cock splashes closer and closer to the junction of my legs. I use my fingers to
spread my pubic hair and my outer labia, so that when your are finally close
enough, your cock slaps down gently into the wet, pink valley of my cunt.
Another couple of inches forwards, and the head of your cock touches down on my
clitoris. It’s the most subtle of caresses, but it strikes me like an electric
shock. My hips jerk up sharply, and then settle again. 

You grasp the bottom half of your now fully hard cock in one of your hands.
This allows you to fully control the motion of your cock, and you begin to
swipe it back and forth over my entire cunt. Then you mimic the slapping motion
that you had before, only more forcefully, so that you bring the head of your
cock down hard onto my clitoris. When you get the positioning just right, the
tip of your cock actually flips over the tip of my clit, strumming it like a
bass guitar string. Although your thigh now blocks the most of the full force
of the jet on my ass, my anus is still wide open, and I can feel the bubbles
and currents tickling that forbidden spot. I am now at an even higher plateau
of pleasure. I wouldn’t have thought it possible to be this euphoric and
passionate, but you and I are able to maintain it like this for minute, after
minute, after minute......

Finally, my moment arrives, and I am transported into an unbelievable orgasm
that feels like I have become the swirling waters of the jacuzzi: hot,
twisting, effervescent with tiny bubbles, connected to everything in the world,
primal, surging, and cresting as huge waves. It is wonderful and erotic and
ultimately indescribable. I have no idea how long my climax maintains itself,
but you keep up the strumming over the tip of my clitoris until I finally let
looses of my labia and push your cock away. There’s only so much that I can
stand, and that was twice my limit. 

After my frenetic orgasm, I need a few minutes of quiet to clear my head. So I
reach over to the controls and turn off the jets and the bubbles. Silence. My
head buzzes in the aftermath of my climax, and I let the arch of my hips come
down, and then unhook my foot from the side. My body floats easily on the
surface with you still standing between my spread thighs. Your cock juts
straight outwards from your crotch, and the head probes undemandingly into my
cunt hair. You know enough to give me the time I need to recover. 

Continued in part 2

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