HOT SPRINGS VACATION STOP

Our Vacation Plans
Last year, my wife and I spent ten days in Northern California. We
kicked around fun places to visit. I got on the Internet and looked at
parks, beaches, and various attractions. We wanted to relax, so I also
checked out hot springs in the area. One hot spring caught my
attention due to its seclusion and the comment that the pools were
'clothing optional.' I showed Cara what I'd found and she was
intrigued.

"Wonder what it would be like to float naked in a pool of hot water?
You really want to do that?" she asked as she examined the web site's
pictures.

"It would be a different experience," I replied smiling to myself. "It
says clothing is optional, so I guess we could decide what to do after
we got there," I added, trying to make the idea less daunting.

Cara shrugged and said, "We'll see. Add it to our list of
possibilities."

That's all I needed to hear! I should describe my wife, so you will
appreciate why I was anxious to visit the hot spring. Cara, now 37, is
5'7" tall, slender with a 34b-21-35 figure. She has straight black
hair that extends a bit below her shoulders, and Cara's brown eyes
that can bore holes in your brain. Her full lips, high cheekbones, and
flawless tan skin bespeak some Hispanic or Native American heritage.
Her small, pert breasts topped with half-dollar size areola surround
erect nipples that protrude like pencil erasers when stimulated. Below
Cara's flat tummy, a wide bush of black hair is neatly trimmed short.
It turns me on to see the slit that divides her full vaginal lips. For
weeks, prior to our trip, I visualized Cara and I floating nude in a
warm pool of mineral water as others looked on her beauty with a touch
of envy.

We Arrive
Needless to say, the hot spring made our final list of places to
visit. We arrived that Saturday at 9:30 one morning and checked in at
the lodge office. After dropping our bags in our small room, we
grabbed our suits and made the short hike up to the pools. Six or
seven cars indicated that other bathers were already there. Topping a
rise in the trail, we spotted a dome and a building that housed
restrooms and the dressing area. Beyond the buildings was a large
rectangular pool. We stepped into the common dressing area that had
cubbyholes to stash shoes and clothes. Another couple were undressing
as they chatted away with each other. A middle-age man was filling a
water bottle at the drinking fountain. He was completely nude. Cara
and I glanced around. I sat down to remove my shoes, wondering what
Cara would decide to do about this turn of events. Cara watched as the
other couple continued to strip in front of us. Before I could catch
her attention, she ducked into the women's restroom. 

I watched the other couple stow the last of their clothes and grab
their towels. They were a few years older and, as she walked by, I
noticed that the woman's pendulous breasts swayed seductively. She
also sported a full bush of light brown hair that matched the long
hair she had neatly pulled up on her head.

I decided to join them. I rolled up my suit and put it in the
cubbyhole with my shoes. I was down to my underwear when Cara emerged
from the restroom wearing her two piece suit. She saw the
disappointment on my face and noticed that my suit wasn't visible. She
smiled coyly. "You're going to do it. You're going to try it naked
aren't you?"

I gave her a weak grin and pulled down my bikini. She picked up her
towel and I wrapped mine around my waist. "I just can't do it right
off the bat," Cara said half apologetically. I winked at her. "It's
entirely up to you, honey," I responded. "Shall we go get wet?"

We reached the pool. Everybody was naked, floating lazily in the warm
water. There were three other couples, two pair of women soaking in
the shallow end, and three single men. The man we'd seen earlier was
sprawled face up on the deck soaking up the sun's rays. Cara eyed his
large flaccid penis as we walked to a table near the pool steps. Cara
dropped her towel, stepped into the pool, and looked back at me. It
was my moment of truth! After some moments of hesitation, I loosened
my towel and quickly stepped into the pool. The warm water surrounded
my body and it was incredible to feel my cock begin to bob around
unfettered. I moved over to Cara and she pulled me in close.

"How does it feel to be naked with all these people?" she whispered to
me.

"Strangely enough, pretty wonderful," I replied. "How does it feel to
be the only person in this pool in a suit?" I asked in return.

"It's kind of spooky," Cara admitted. "Let's just stay right here for
a while."

We held onto each other and looked into each other's eyes for the
longest time. There's something very special about 100-degree water
and an atmosphere of total freedom. Others moved around in the pool,
floating with the aid of the popular noodles or with another person
supporting them. Two of the women got out of the pool and entered the
domed building. Both looked to be in their 40's and evidently were
'partners.' They held hands and talked in hushed voices. 

Bill and Dee
The couple I watched undress floated closer to us. "What's in the
dome?" I asked them.

"Oh, that's the hot pool," the man responded smiling. "It's about
108-degrees. There are also a couple of cold water tubs in there. Be
sure you try them out...very refreshing."

After that, Bill and Dee introduced themselves and we quietly chatted
for a few minutes. They were from the Bay Area and frequented the
springs. "I take it this is your first visit," Dee commented.

"Yes, it is. How did you know?" Cara replied. Dee just looked down in
the water at Cara's suit and grinned. "Lucky guess."

We all chuckled and Cara gave an embarrassed shrug. "Yeah, I guess I
stand out like a neon sign."

Dee hurried to reassure Cara. "No problem, Cara, this place is
clothing optional. It's whatever you are comfortable with."

"Being the only modest person isn't all that comfortable," Cara
admitted to them. "Maybe I'll get brave," she mumbled and looked up at
me for a sign of approval.

"It's up to you," I repeated and hugged her a bit tighter to reinforce
my comment.

Dee broke the long silence that followed. "Bill, let's go hit the hot
pool," she suggested. He nodded and followed Dee to the steps. They
walked by us on the way to the dome and I noticed Cara's eyes
following their naked forms as they stepped into the dome.

Cara's Decision
We lolled in the warm pool another four or five minutes. I had the
feeling that Cara was trying to settle her mental conflict as I just
stroked her back and enjoyed our closeness. "I want to try the hot
pool now," Cara announced. We made our way out of the warm water and
headed to the dome. We entered the dome together. The round pool in
the center of the dome contained the three women and Bill. Dee looked
up at us and gave Cara a reassuring smile. Bill appeared to be asleep.
We could clearly see all four bodies in the crystal water. 

I walked to the handrail and put one foot in the pool. Imagine my
surprise when I glanced over my shoulder and saw Cara, facing the
wall, removing the top of her suit. I stood perfectly still and
continued to watch as she hooked her thumbs in her bikini bottom and
slid it down her shapely legs. Cara hung her suit on a nearby hook and
slowly turned around to see my smiling face. 

I moved into the pool and my naked Cara stepped in behind me. All
eyes, including Bill's, followed her progress as her trimmed pussy,
then her dark, perky nipples sank beneath the water. I pulled Cara
onto my lap and hugged her tightly. It was my way of indicating how
proud I was of her.

Her hands found my thighs and she pulled herself down on my legs and
laid her head back next to mine. Here eyes were closed but I looked
across at Dee and Bill. They smiled at me and nodded their approval. I
wondered at the time whether Bill was approving Cara's bravery or her
beauty. It was probably both, I mused, and I felt pride rather than
jealousy, knowing that another man enjoyed seeing my wife totally nude
for the very first time.

A couple of minutes later, Dee and Bill left the hot pool and quickly
stepped into the two cold plunges nearby. Cara opened her eyes to see
them step out of the icy water. Bill's cock and balls were shrunk into
a rather tiny wad, while Dee's nipples emerged erect and puckered. As
they returned to the hot pool, we all giggled at their shivering
bodies. Even the other two women laughed at the sight!

"It's refreshing, but it makes you look funny," Dee chuckled. "Try it,
you two, you'll really like the way it feels."

"Oh hell, why not?" I blurted. Moving Cara to the side, I stepped out
and turned to her. "Coming?" I asked. Cara looked at the others and
decided to take the dare.

I stepped into the icy tub and in one move sank up to my neck. Yes, it
was very cold! I could feel my body contract! Cara slowly stepped up
to the tub, her perfect bottom on display. She put one foot in the
cold tub and turned to me. "Ooh, it's too cold," she complained. I
watched my young wife as she stood with one foot over the edge of the
tub. Her dark nipples were already erect and all could drink in the
sight of her sleek, naked body. I held my breath as the tableau became
burned into my memory.

Ever so slowly, Cara stepped into the tub and finally disappeared as
she became fully immersed for a few seconds. She gasped for air as she
burst from the icy vat. She stepped gingerly away from her tub, giving
us another chance to view her nude and shivering body. Cara's nipples
were two dark, pointy cones as she sank back into the hot pool. "I
feel all tingly," she laughed as Cara faced me. I pulled her to me and
she spread her legs around me as I pressed her close. Looking into her
eyes, I saw the excitement she was transmitting to me. Her legs
squeezed me and that told me that she was highly aroused by our hot
spring adventure.

She Likes It
"My wife actually enjoyed showing off," I thought to myself absently.
"Bill certainly got to see her from every angle." My thoughts led me
to become bolder. Maybe it was the feel of her close-cropped pussy
rubbing against my belly that caused me to move my hand under Cara's
ass. My fingertips touched her and encountered very wet and swollen
labia.

"Mmm," she purred into my ear as I moved my fingers across her folds
and into her slippery slit. She was clinging to me as if we were alone
in our bed. I opened my eyes and noticed Dee watching us intently. Her
expression told me that she was well aware of my underwater
activities. I continued to slowly finger fuck Cara while staring
directly into Dee's eyes. Her hands were under water and the tiny
ripples that now surrounded her told me she was acting as a third with
us in her own way.

The mood broke as the two other women rose and moved out of the pool.
One of the women shot me a knowing look and licked her lips as if to
say, "I'd love to taste your sweet wife."

Cara opened her eyes. "I'm hot," she whispered. "You sure are," I
replied with a wink. "No, silly, I need to go back to the other pool
before I melt away." I reluctantly removed my fingers from her tight
pussy and let her float off my lap. I followed Cara out of the pool,
stepping next to Dee and Bill. They gave me the thumbs up sign and
then stood to follow us. I was again surprised when Cara walked right
by her suit and left it on the hook! We picked up our towels and
strolled back to the comfort of the warm pool with Bill and Dee right
behind us. 

I could feel many eyes following our steps. I had my towel around my
neck and Cara carried hers carelessly in her right hand. She made no
effort to cover her nudity as we passed the other men and couples. I
was amazed at Cara's transformation from modes suburban wife to wanton
exhibitionist! Even my fantasies hadn't foreseen this change of
attitude.

I didn't sprout an erection exactly, but I could feel a distinct
stirring in my balls. They slapped wetly against my thigh as we
covered the last few feet to the pool steps. We sank into the waiting
arms of the warm water and watched as Bill and Dee followed. The four
of us found a spot along the edge of the pool and quietly traded
thoughts about the relaxing nature of our wooded surroundings. 

The Comparison
Dee showed Cara the water inlet and they took turns feeling the warmer
jet massage their tits. Dee's large globes moved from side to side as
they floated back and forth across the water jet. Cara tried it but
she was too small and firm to get a similar reaction. 

Bill and I chuckled as we watched our wives comparing their breasts.
"Cara's tits stand out naturally," Bill commented. "Dee's only to that
in the water. Here, Ken, feel how heavy they are," he suggested. I
looked first at Dee then at Cara. "Are you serious?" I asked. Bill
smiled back at me. "Sure, you don't mind do you Dee?" She smiled at
her husband, "Of  course not," Dee replied, but you'd better clear it
with Cara, Ken." 

I caught Cara's eye and she just shrugged. I was taken off guard and
wasn't sure what Cara's shrug meant. "Cara, maybe you'd better check
that out for me," I suggested. Cara looked at Dee and again surprised
me. Cara moved closer to Dee and put her right hand under Dee's
floating left breast. She carefully lifted it until it was almost out
of the water and her large, rosy nipple was in the sunshine. Cara
hefted and squeezed her breast for another moment before releasing it
to again float free.

"It's soft and heavy," Cara commented to me. "You need to feel it,"
she added. Without another thought, I moved to Cara's side and
extended my arm. Dee stepped closer to us and I felt her breast fill
my hand. It was totally different than Cara's firm mound. I held out
my other hand and hefted both of Dee's tits out of the water. "Very
different, very uh, large and soft," I mumbled as I let them slide
back under the water.

"They're a pain sometime," Dee said. "I have to wear a bra all the
time. I often wish I was built more like Cara," she added. "May I feel
yours, Cara?" Dee asked. Cara gave a slight nod and I watched as Dee
moved close to us and cupped my wife's firm tits in her palms. She
held Cara for a matter of seconds, but it felt like an eternity as I
stared at the two women. "She's really firm and nice," Dee stated to
Bill. "Cara, do you mind if Bill feels what you're like?"

I felt blood surge through my balls as Cara made a half-turn to face
the other man. Bill stepped slightly closer to my pretty wife and
placed his hands against her chest softly. I saw him squeeze her firm
boobs several times before moving his fingers to her stiff nipples. A
low moan escaped my wife's lips as he gently rolled her nipples
between his fingers and pulled them toward him until her tits began to
exert greater pull. Bill released Cara's nipples and we all watched as
they snapped back to their original positions. "God, Dee, she has the
firmest little boobs in the world," Bill said with a note of passion.
"She's awesome, Ken."

I couldn't think of anything to say, so I just nodded. Cara moved back
and snuggled close to me. I could feel her rapid heartbeat when she
put her arms around me tight. Looking down into her dark eyes, I
asked, "Are you okay?" Cara nodded and I saw a slight smile as she
purred, "Love me?" I answered her with a lingering, open-mouth kiss
and pulled her as close to me as I could. We cuddled in the pool,
watching other couples and singles lazily bob around. Everyone seemed
to enjoy the freedom from care that the warm water produced. 

Watsu
One woman was holding her partner afloat horizontally and moving her
slowly in the water. The floating lady's breasts were out of the
water, their silver dollar-size nipples flattened against her chest.
As she was turned, we could easily view the sparse expanse of pubic
hair that crowned her rather prominent mons. The lady's face was
totally relaxed, her eyes closed. It appeared that the mind was off in
another world.

"She looks so peaceful," Cara whispered as the women began to move
slowly toward the far end of the pool. Dee heard her comment and
leaned nearer. "Have you ever had Watsu?" she asked.

"What's Watsu?" Cara inquired.

"It's a massage in a warm water pool, like what you just saw," Dee
explained. Cara shook her head. 

"Have you ever done Watsu?" she asked Dee.

"Yes, Bill and I have taken some lessons. It's a wonderful feeling,"
she replied. "If you want to learn some of the basics, we can show you
later on," Dee volunteered. "Why don't we meet back here this evening
when it's quiet," Bill suggested. "Maybe we can do three on one
massages and take turns. Six hands are better than two, right?"

"I really looks neat," I added. "What do you say, Cara?"

"Yeah, that sounds good," she agreed dreamily...almost too quickly.
"Meanwhile, will you move me around like that woman?" Cara asked. Of
course, I agreed to try to imitate the lady's moves as Cara stretched
out in the water.

"Here," Dee volunteered as she retrieved a yellow noodle from
poolside. She placed the float beneath Cara's knees to help support
her legs. My one hand on Cara's bottom and the other on her back held
her face up and quite relaxed. As I moved my wife slowly around the
pool, the other bathers got close-up views of Cara's small firm tits
and her close-cropped bush. With her eyes closed, she was unaware of
her sensuous display. I made sure that each of the men had ample time
to look if they so desired.

Soon, Bill had Dee in a similar position and we spent the rest of the
late afternoon practicing with our wives. We went to dinner with Bill
and Dee at a small restaurant close to the hot spring. It wasn't
fancy, but the food was good and we enjoyed the company. A palpable
level of sexual tension seemed to remain after the mutual fondling
earlier in the day. Cara and Dee were both coy and edgy at times and
there were several comments about their comparative anatomies. Dee
complimented Cara on her slender, hourglass figure. In return, Cara
said how nicely endowed Dee was. The men, of course, agreed with both
assessments! Dee coaxed and Cara continued to open up more. It was
still surprising to me how much my wife had 'loosened up' in the last
ten hours.

Water Massage
After dinner and a couple of drinks, the four of us jumped back into
Bill's van and made the short drive back to the spa. "The pool is open
24 hours a day," Bill announced. "Let's hike back up there and
practice some more. It won't be crowded this time of night."

"Great!" Cara replied without hesitation and then she squeezed my
hand. We arrived at the empty warm pool a few minutes later. Rather
than use the dressing room, we all stripped again and left our clothes
on a table nearby. "Do you want to try the three on one approach I
mentioned?" Bill asked. Again, I felt Cara squeeze my hand as we stood
in the water. "Sounds like a good idea," I replied. "The ladies should
go first, of course."

Bill agreed, then suggested that Dee and Cara play one round of rock,
paper, and scissors to see who would be first. Dee chose rock and Cara
did paper, so Cara won the initial massage. Cara seemed very pleased
as she began to float on her back. I instinctively moved to support
her back, while Bill moved around to hold Cara's shoulders. Dee held
her ankles as Cara stretched out in the water, her head resting on
Bill's shoulder.

Soon, Bill moved us into deeper water and let his hands begin to
explore my wife's arms and sides. I held Cara's bottom with my right
hand and gently stroked her back with my left. I noticed that Dee had
moved between my wife's legs, spreading them. She lightly stroked
along Cara's calves and outer thighs. Simultaneous stimulation by six
hands drew a long, low moan to Cara's lips. It was easy to see that
she was becoming aroused and loving all of our attention. 

She groaned and arched her back as Bill moved his hands over her
exposed breasts. As I continued to stroke Cara's back and butt, I
noticed that Dee was up between her knees. Cara's legs were now spread
wide open. I was confident that Dee could clearly see her meaty pussy
lips because the pool lights, though dim, provided ample illumination.
I watched Dee rub my wife's inner thighs and inch very close to her
nether lips. Dee held my eyes for a long moment, then she slowly
lowered her head and I saw her tongue lick some nectar from Cara's
gaping pussy. 

At first contact, Cara's eyes popped open and she looked up at me in
surprise. I looked down at my beautiful wife, smiled and nodded to
her. With my reassurance, she closed her eyes and decided to enjoy her
sensuous trip massage. Dee continued to lap her pussy and tease my
wife's clitoris. Meanwhile, Bill used both hands on her tits, and I
had a ringside seat as Cara emitted a shrill cry. She arched her back
and pressed her sopping cunt into Dee's face. Cara's whole body
shuddered as a huge climax overtook her. Bill wrapped his hands around
her breasts and I held on with both hands until her spasms subsided.
"Oh, God," Cara finally said in a sleepy voice. "I can't believe what
I just felt."

She floated in the warm water with her legs spread wide, eyes closed.
Bill glanced up at me. "Can I have a little taste?" he asked
tentatively. Unable to reply, I simply nodded, then watched numbly as
Bill and Dee changed places. Bill lost no time. He slid between my
wife's thighs and buried his face in her wet snatch. Cara's head fell
back onto Dee's shoulder. By tilting my head, I could clearly see
Bill's tongue moving in and out, tasting my wife's sweet juices. His
nose bumped against Cara's swollen clit and she was emitting a low,
almost constant moan. 

Dee played with Cara's nipples and we both watched Bill tongue fuck my
slender wife. It only took a few minutes. Cara began a series of quick
breaths and her ass shook in my hand. Her back arched again, signaling
the onset of her second climax. Bill's hands joined mine and we lifted
her glistening cunt out of the water. Bill moved rapidly over and into
Cara's plump lips and I saw the tip of his tongue tap her exposed
clitty. Clear liquid oozed from my wife as spasms of sensual joy
racked her entire body. Her orgasm lasted more than half a minute, and
then she seemed to turn to jelly...a beautifully limp form in my arms.

Dee's Turn
Dee finally broke the ensuing silence. "Now, it's my turn," she
announced, lifting herself up in the pool. Bill and I released our
hold. Cara turned to face Dee and they held each other for a long
moment. "Mmm, you need to feel good too," Cara whispered to her. They
both smiled and shared a soft kiss.

Dee splashed water on her face and arranged herself, ready to enjoy
her massage. Bill supported her back, as I did for Cara. I moved down
to Dee's feet. Cara let Dee put her head on her shoulder, their cheeks
touching. Cara's hands went immediately to Dee's breasts, fondling the
soft globes that now floated to the surface. I wasted no time moving
up between Dee's relaxed legs. Her brown bush was a wet mass floating
at the vee of her crotch. I could see the thin line of hair that
extended from her pussy all the way up to her belly button. Light
brown hairs were also visible on the inside of her inner thighs,
indicating that she didn't bother to trim her pubic area.

Bill slowly lifted his wife up in the water, inviting me to explore
for the pink slit hidden beneath her tangled bush. I used my hands to
press her legs apart, then worked my fingers through Dee's curls until
I found her vaginal channel. First one, then two of my fingers slipped
between her outer lips and into her warm, wet cunt. "Oh yes," Dee
gasped as I moved my fingers within her. My index finger found her
raisin-like 'g' spot and I massaged it gently as my tongue moved to
tap on her clitoris.

Dee's legs were wide apart and my face was mashed against her hairy
snatch. Cara pulled at Dee's nipples; lifting her heavy boobs and
letting them drop back into the water with a soft plop. "That's it,
Ken," Bill urged. "Eat her juicy cunt. She loves to feel your tongue
inside her." I felt Bill's hand moving around, and then he stuck one
of his fingers into his wife's wet pussy. Just as quickly, he removed
it. Dee moaned as her husband inserted his finger in her ass. A few
moments later, Dee began to pant as her first climax approached. She
came and squealed in a high pitched tone. Cara was mauling her tits,
Bill's finger was in her ass, and I was licking and sucking her sloppy
pussy for all I was worth! "Oh baby, oh honey, hmmm, so good," was all
Dee could mutter as she came back down to earth.

I looked up at Cara and, with nothing but a look to ask and answer my
question, we slowly changed positions. Dee's face was against mine as
Cara slid between her limp legs. My wife stared in awe at the other
woman's curly bush. A few more moments passed as my wife's face moved
ever closer to Dee's waiting pussy. I was transfixed and my balls
tightened as my sweet wife took her first taste of another woman's
juices. After a couple of tentative licks, Cara extended her tongue
and mashed her face into the other woman's love nest. As I watched
Cara feast on Dee, I instinctively began to squeeze and pull on Dee's
ample breasts. Bill dropped lower in the water and I put one of his
wife's tits to his waiting mouth. Dee groaned as our hands and mouths
ministered to her. "Oh, oh, I'm gonna cum again," she gasped. Dee's
body began to shake uncontrollably. Her urgent need drove Cara into a
frenzy and she licked and tongue fucked Bill's wife with hard, fast
abandon. Dee's climax subsided finally and as I rose in the water, she
turned her head to me. We shared a deep kiss and she sucked on my
tongue, tasting her own love juice.

My Turn
Cara ducked her head under the water and reemerged against the side of
the pool near me. I moved to my wife and we enjoyed kissing and
hugging as we floated together. "I think it's your turn now," she
murmured. "I'll hold you up while they give you a really nice
massage." 

I smiled and kissed my wife. "I love you so much," I assured her.
Then, I laid back in the water to await the feel of hands on me. Bill
stood by my head and cupped my neck in his hands. Dee moved between my
legs and held the back of my knees lightly. Cara's hand moved over my
butt. When I opened my eyes, Dee was leaning forward kissing my wife's
lips. Bill smiled broadly when I glanced up at him. Then a hand closed
around my balls, arousing my attention. Dee began her exploration by
rolling each of my balls between her fingers. I closed my eyes and
enjoyed the new sensations coursing through me. A soft kiss placed on
the head of my cock caused it to move of its own accord. My shaft rose
as Dee's warm mouth closed around me. She expertly sucked and licked
me to full attention while she continued to fondle my swollen balls
tenderly.

I could picture my wife; just inches away, watching another woman
swallowing the only cock she'd ever experienced. For an instant, I
wondered what she was thinking. Soon, however, the exquisite touch of
Dee's lips on my stiff shaft overcame other thoughts and pure hedonism
took over. My pleasure increased as Bill's wife sucked hungrily. Cara
played with my ass; unconsciously communicating her own arousal
brought on by witnessing the scene. Here was her husband lying nude in
a pool of warm water with a strange woman greedily sucking his cock
while she held him up to her bobbing mouth. 
It was that fantastic picture, flashing through my brain that
triggered the torrent of sticky semen that jetted into Dee's mouth. We
heard Dee gag briefly as she tried to swallow my cream. She captured
most of it, but some oozed out from the sides of her mouth, coating
the length of my cock. 

As I opened my eyes, I saw Dee wipe her lips and Cara bend down to
wrap her own mouth around my throbbing penis, cleaning off the
residual juice. The two women took turns licking my softening rod,
kissing each other's cum-coated lips. It was a scene that I have
replayed in my memory hundreds of times.

Bill Gets a Turn
We repeated a similar series of scenes as Bill took my place as the
center of attention and affection. Standing at his head, I had a
perfect view of the whole show as my pretty wife brought Bill to full
attention. Cara teased the head of his cock with her tongue and put
the tip of her tongue into the hole. Her long fingers played games
with his balls and it was obvious that she was having the desired
effect as his scrotum drew up tight. The back of my wife's head
blocked my view for the next few minutes. Her black hair fell forward
as her head bobbed up and down with a slow, steady rhythm. Bill then
began to grunt and we could sense that he was very close. Cara
increased the speed of her movements and I saw that her fingers had
closed around the base of his shaft, jacking him off as she sucked on
the top half of his fat stick. As I watched, Cara's mouth slipped off
the head of his penis and four or five thick globs of cum spewed
forth, hitting her on the cheek, mouth, and chin. Some even reached
into her hair and ran down the right side of her forehead. Cara licked
her lips and tasted the man's sperm. Then, as before with me, Cara
lifted her face toward Bill's wife. Dee licked her husband's semen off
of Cara's chin and cheek, then the two women kissed again, sharing the
fruits of their labor. Cara lifted cum from her forehead with her
finger and let Dee lick it off. My beautiful wife had just given
another man a first class blowjob and all I could think was what an
incredibly sensuous experience it had been for both of us. 

The Final Invitation
After soaking together for another half-hour or so, the four of us
dressed and walked back to the lodge. Cara and I held each other and
reveled in a newfound closeness. As we climbed the stairs, Bill broke
the silence. "Our room is right next to yours, I believe. I plan to
make passionate love to Dee in a little while. Rather than you just
listening to us through the paper-thin wall, would you like to come to
our room for a nightcap and watch us finish off the evening?"

I looked at Cara and saw her wink back at me. I squeezed her closer
and replied, "Thanks, Bill, we'd love to see that. I hope you won't
mind if I decide to join in and fuck Cara in front of you two. I don't
think I will want to wait for privacy after what we've done tonight."
Dee and Bill beamed and Dee added, "The more the merrier. But I want
to sip on some scotch before returning to the other tasty treat I
enjoy so much."

Our Next Vacation
Bill and Dee left the next day about noon. We spend an extra day at
the hot spring and our time there was the highlight of our vacation.
Cara seemed to revel in the attention she received as we traded water
massages with each other. Her earlier reluctance toward social nudity
was long gone and she became quite comfortable in her own skin. I also
enjoyed the many appreciative looks we both got as we soaked in the
friendly atmosphere. On the way home, we began to plan our next trip.
"Let's make sure we go someplace where we can shed our cares and our
clothes," Cara suggested coyly. "I'm already working on it," I replied
with a broad smile. Then, I kissed her soft lips.