The Hot Tub

After a long day running around the amusement park, riding rides and keeping track of the family, I was exhausted. My feet & legs were killing me. So, with the kids sleeping and the wife reading, I left our hotel room to seek out the hot tub.

It was located indoors, on the ground floor, adjacent to the indoor pool. There was only one person in the pool, and he was swimming laps intently. In minutes, I had changed into my swimsuit and was immersed in the hot bubbly water. It felt so warm and relaxing that I lay my head back on the edge and closed my eyes.

"Excuse me, may I join you?"

I opened my eyes to see the vision to which that voice belonged. Her long blond hair flowed around her shoulders, framing her large blue eyes. Her fair skinned body was slim and tall, with curves in all the right places, nicely filling out her bright yellow bikini. If she was eighteen, it was only by a day.

I stammered "Sure" and smiled as she, too, entered the water. The hot tub was rather shallow, and when seated her breasts were well above the water level. I tried not to stare at her hard nipples, trying to poke holes in the fabric of her suit. I closed my eyes again so I would not look like a pervert. She was obviously cold, and I felt her legs brush against mine as she settled deeper into the water.

"Sorry," she said, as her legs again bumped mine.

"No worries," I replied with a smile. I opened my eyes to see her immersed up to her chin directly across from me. She, too, smiled, with an odd glint in her eye. I closed my eyes again, only to feel her fidget a bit. Then I heard her mumble "That's much better." I opened my eyes again to see her place a bundle of yellow fabric on the ledge. My eyes bulged, as she gave me a wink, her mischievous smile a bit broader now.

Then I saw her move slightly as I felt her foot move up the inside of my leg. She was looking me right in the eyes, and her foot continued to move further up. The swelling in my shorts, which had begun the moment I saw her, now became more insistent. When her toes reached my balls, she paused, massaging them deliberately. I spread my legs and moaned. Then she planted her foot firmly along the length of my now rock hard cock.

She giggled, "Oh my, what have we here?" I was still speechless as her foot began to move up and down. The feeling was incredible. At some point an older couple had entered the pool area, but she appeared oblivious, intent on her task. I don't know how it was possible, but I swelled even larger. I stifled a moan... At least, I hope I did. The warmth of the water and the motion of her foot were making it hard to think.

Now she frowned and whispered, "Aren't you a bit over dressed?" I wasted no time in working my swim trunks down and was rewarded by the feel of her soft but insistent toes returning to my cock.

"Just sit back, and relax. I know what I'm doing." Relax? I was anything but relaxed. Her foot was moving faster now, and my breathing was becoming ragged. I tried to close my eyes again, but her gaze had me transfixed. That familiar feeling deep inside me began building. I moaned again, too caught up in the moment to care. I could feel my balls tightening. I held my breath trying not to make any more noise. My cock jerked... By body spasmed... I could feel jet after jet of cum erupting from me. She just kept stroking, and I kept cumming and cumming. Finally exhausted, with all the tension drained from my body, the stroking stopped.

"HEY BUDDY, YOU OK?"

The loud voice snapped my eyes open.

"Huh? Uh, yeah. I'm fine." I look around to see the tub empty, save myself. An older, overweight, grey headed man was staring down at me, with concern in his eyes.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked. I discretely tucked my now shrinking cock back in my trunks and replied, "Actually, I am just getting out."

As I walked away, I wonder if he realized I had been jerking off and blown my load in the hot tub.