A Hot Tub Fun

Kelly smirked at him, her voice dripping with tease. "Come over here and tell me that to my face." She stood there in her crimson bikini, leaning against the doorframe, her tits pushing against the thin fabric, her ass barely covered.

Kael didn't hesitate. He took two quick steps toward her, and as soon as he was close, she grabbed his shoulders with both hands and yanked him into her. Her lips crashed against his, hard and wet, her tongue shoving into his mouth for a rough, sloppy kiss that left him hard as fuck already.

She pulled back, licking her lips. "That's just a little preview for later," she said, then turned and strutted down the stairs. Kael's eyes glued to her ass—those bikini bottoms hugged her cheeks so tight he could see them jiggle with every step, her hips swaying like she wanted him to lose his damn mind. She fucking knew what she was doing. Then suddenly he stopped. He felt strange, but he pushed throught aside and followed her outside to the deck, where the hot tub sat, steam pouring off the water into the cold air.

The thing was bubbling, ready to go. "I cranked it up so it's nice and hot," Kelly said, climbing in. She stepped over the edge, one leg at a time, her ass sticking out as she bent forward. Then she slid down into the water, sinking until it covered her up to her neck, her dark hair spreading out across the surface like a sexy fucking halo around her head.

Kael climbed in after her, stepping over the rim and lowering himself into the hot water. He sat across from her, the heat soaking into his skin. He stretched his legs out, and his right foot bumped against the inside of her left calf. He didn't pull back instead, he started rubbing her leg with his foot, sliding it up and down real slow, feeling her smooth skin under the water. Kelly let out a little moan, her head tipping back against the edge of the tub, eyes closing as she relaxed into it.

He kept going for a bit, stroking her calf with his toes, then decided to push it further. He slid his foot up higher, past her knee, dragging it along the inside of her thigh. The water made it easy, his toes gliding over her soft skin. Her eyes popped open, staring right at him, her lips parting as she breathed harder. He didn't stop, kept moving his foot up, inch by inch, until his big toe brushed against her pussy through the bikini bottoms. The fabric was thin, soaked, and he could feel the heat of her cunt even through it.

"Mmm, fuck," she groaned, her voice low, "Never thought of using your foot like that." She spread her legs wider, scooting her ass forward on the seat so her thighs opened up, giving him full access to her pussy. Kael shifted, pressing the ball of his foot flat against her cunt, right over her clit. He started rubbing her, moving his foot up and down in a slow, steady rhythm, pushing against her pussy lips through the bikini.

Kelly's hands shot up to her tits. She grabbed them hard, squeezing them through her bikini top, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. Then she pinched her nipples, tugging at them, making them poke out against the wet fabric. Her hips started moving, rocking back and forth, grinding her pussy against his foot. He could feel her getting wetter, not just from the water, but from her own juices soaking through the bikini. He pressed harder, curling his toes a little to dig into her clit, and she moaned louder, her ass sliding forward even more.

He kept the rhythm going, rubbing her pussy with his foot, up and down, up and down, feeling her clit swell under the pressure. Her hips bucked faster, splashing the water around them, her hands still working her tits, pulling at her nipples like she couldn't get enough. Her breathing turned into gasps, her mouth hanging open, and he could tell she was close. He pushed his foot harder, grinding it against her cunt, and she started shaking. Her whole body jerking as she came. Her pussy pulsed against his foot, her thighs clamping around it for a second as she rode out the orgasm, water sloshing over the edge of the tub from her thrashing.

When she was done, she slumped back, her face red as hell, her chest heaving as she sucked in air. Her tits rose and fell with every breath, nipples still hard under the bikini top. "Holy shit, Uncle John," she panted, her voice shaky but full of heat. "That was fucking amazing. Way better than when I finger my own pussy."

"Glad you liked it," Kael said, smirking, his cock throbbing in his trunks from watching her cum. "You wanna stay in here, or you done with the hot water?"

She grinned, catching his dumb little joke. "Oh, we can heat shit up even more, but yeah, the water's getting too fucking hot."

Kelly stood up, water dripping off her body, running down her tits and stomach, pooling around her pussy before she stepped out. She climbed over the rim, one leg first, giving him a perfect view of her ass as the bikini clung to it. Kael got out too, his trunks sticking to his hard dick as he followed her. They grabbed towels from a stack by the patio doors and walked inside. He slid the doors shut behind them, locking out the cold.

Kelly strutted over to the fireplace, where logs were crackling, the heat hitting her wet skin. She stood on the rug, her bikini still dripping, her hair plastered to her back. "Help me dry off," she said, throwing him a flirty look over her shoulder.

Kael stepped up behind her, wrapping his towel around her shoulders and rubbing it over her arms. "Your swimsuit's still on, dumbass," he teased, giving her a light smack on the ass.

She laughed, "Oh, right, my bad." She reached back with both hands, untying the bikini top in one quick move, letting it drop to the floor. Her tits bounced free, full and perky, nipples hard from the cold and her orgasm. Then she hooked her thumbs into the bottoms and peeled them off, wiggling her hips as she slid them down her legs. They hit the rug with a wet slap, leaving her buck naked, her pussy lips glistening from the hot tub and her own cum.

"Now dry me," she ordered, spreading her legs a little so he could see everything. Kael wrapped the towel around her again, rubbing it over her back, then down her sides. He slid it over her tits, brushing her nipples with the rough fabric, making her shiver. Then he moved lower, drying her stomach, her hips, and finally between her legs. He dragged the towel over her pussy, slow and firm, feeling her twitch as he rubbed her clit with it.

When she was dry, he tossed the towel aside and pressed up behind her, his chest against her back. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her ass against his crotch, his hard cock still trapped in his trunks. She leaned back into him, grinding her naked ass against him a little. "Not fair," she whined. "You've still got your trunks on."

She spun around in his arms, facing him, and grabbed the waistband of his trunks with both hands. She yanked them down hard, his cock springing free, rock hard and dripping precum. He kicked the trunks off, standing there naked with her. "So, you good with this?" he asked, nodding at his dick.

Kelly eyed it, pretending to think it over, then grinned. "Fuck yeah, I am. Not the first dick I've seen, though."

Kael raised an eyebrow, curious. "Kelly, you a virgin or what?"

She looked him dead in the eye, a smirk tugging at her lips, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Yeah, I'm a virgin. Never had a cock in my pussy. But I've jerked a guy off before—wrapped my hand around his dick and made him cum. So I'm not totally clueless." Her voice was half-shy, half-dirty, her eyes flicking down to his cock like she was already thinking about what she could do with it.