"In" at the Inn
written by:
SenseYouAll

I walked on the snow and ice, trying not to slip. If I fell, I only had my sweats and a towel to protect me from the cold. It was a good quarter mile from the condo to the spa. My breath billowed out into the crisp, night air. The stars were out, but I could tell their full glory was being masked by the lights from the parking lot. At last the rec. center came into view around the corner. Almost there. It was good to get out. A week with my family, skiing, was fun and the condo was great, but I needed some time by myself. At 20, I was really feeling the need to be independent. Having spent a year at college, I'd grown accustomed to being on my own. Then, there were the raging hormones. Sometimes, I'd wonder if I was abnormal...if I was a pervert. I thought about sex constantly. The lady at the front desk. The ski lift attendant. My aunt. That girl at school. The other girl at school. My professor. The movie star. It never stopped. Everywhere I looked, all I could do was ask myself, "What would it be like to have my cock sucked by that beauty?"

I passed through the lobby of the rec. center. Ignoring the sign in the men's locker room which required swimmers to shower before entering the pool/spa area, I walked back out into the cold night. Steam was rising. There were several people in the hot tub. I found a chair and dumped my towel. I stripped to my bathing suit and headed for the tub. Avoiding eye contact I navigated to an open spot as I descended the steps. "It IS Jeff," the girl across the tub said. I looked up and was amazed to see Leslie Hutman and Jenny Thum sitting opposite me. The two girls were from my high school graduating class at Mt. Vista. I didn't know either one very well. They hung out with the partying "in" crowd. I had only been to one party and that was the day before graduation. I'm not sure that even counted because I was the designated driver. Leslie even sat next to me in my history class for a half a year, and I still didn't know her at all. I did know that she was terribly cute. She was quiet, pretty smile, average height and weight. She had a Pat Benatar hairdo. For some reason the short hair really turned me on...like a tomboy thing...I don't know. She was friendly, from what I'd seen. Again, she was quiet, so I didn't have much to go on. Yet, she was the one who just called me out. That, I didn't expect...from her. Jenny was the daughter of Dr. Thum. She was tall, at least 6 ft. with long black hair past her shoulders. There was some Asian mixed in with that rich, white girl. She was spoiled but didn't act like it. She was pretty if you were into the Asian type. I took a Philippine girl to Prom. Not my first choice, but we were really good friends. Jenny's body was the one every girl dreamed of. A little flat-chested, but the rest was tone, dark skin with just the right amount of muscle.

So, there I was face to face with two girls from my old school...talking to ME. I snapped out of my daze and replied, "wow, Leslie Hutman and Jenny Thum!" Instantly they began giggling. It looked like they were making every effort to contain their amusement. "What are you doing here?" Jenny asked.

"I'm here with my family for a week. Mostly skiing. We went snowmobiling today though. What about you two?"

"We're here with MY family," Jenny said, still stifling a giggle. "We're here for 5 days. We leave on Sunday."

I was really uncomfortable. I didn't know how to talk to popular girls. Shit! Think! What to say? Jenny went to college. I know that. She was a really good student. OK, here goes: "So, how's school going?"

"Oh, it's good. I'm glad to have a break. We just had finals last week."

"So did we," I said, thankful to have one thing in common with her. "Where are you going?

"A confused look crossed her face, and a similar, perplexed look appeared on Leslie's. "Um...we're just going to hang out here for a couple more days."

"I mean what college are you going to," I said, trying not to sound condescending. I threw in a big smile at the end to smooth it out.

Both girls erupted in laughter and then quickly contained it. "Sorry," Jenny said, putting her hand to her mouth. "I'm going to State College."

"No way!" I said in shock. "So am I."

"...but I thought you went to Northern," I continued.

"I know," she said understandingly. "But I transferred to State second term."

The other 3 or 4 people in the tub decided that it was time to go and climbed out of the tub. The girls and I made small talk about school, high school friends and what they were up to, etc. I mentioned to Leslie that it was too bad we didn't talk more in class.

"I know," she said with an honest smile. "I kept hoping you'd talk to me more. It was kind of hard to socialize in that class though. I mean, with having to study all the newspaper articles of current events before class, there wasn't any time."

I remembered the articles. Mr. Glastinger posted newspaper articles on the back wall. We were supposed to study them before the class bell rang and then there was always a Current Events Quiz at the start of class on Friday. There were several times I was standing next to Leslie, close enough to smell her hair. She had very nice breasts, just the right size, and I would position myself so I could get a nice profile of them as we read. I fantasized about putting my hand out and rubbing her ass. It was worse when she wore a skirt or dress. Damn, hormones are powerful.

Again, I snapped out of my daydream. "It's funny how the whole clique thing works in high school. My friends were all from choir and cross country." (David and Zach and Alan were all stars on the football team, so choir was actually cool and was a great way to get to know girls...very good looking girls.) "I had a great time with them, but I always wished I could hang out with a bunch of other people too." As the words came out of my mouth, I cringed at how lame it sounded. I was really grasping for straws. I was about to resolve myself to shutting up before I made myself out to be a complete dork when they both chimed in, "Yeah/Totally."

"Sometimes, the people we hung out with could be so stupid," Jenny added.

"OMG, yes!" exclaimed Leslie, and soon they were in a discussion about how that guy was such a jerk and that girl was such a bitch...

I sat there listening, just soaking in their beauty. They both climbed onto the side to get a respite from the heat. The steam billowed up, pouring off of their skin. They were both wearing bikinis. Now, I was in REAL trouble. For the first time, ever, I did not have to use my imagination about what either of their bodies looked like. I could feel the urge in my shorts. As the air jet filled them with bubbles, my penis slowly began to fill the void. In less than a minute, my cock was rock hard at attention. I tried to seem calm and mildly interested in the conversation, but my heart was going a hundred miles an hour. There was no way I was going to sit on the edge, much less get out, until my hard on had subsided. The cool air was causing goose flesh to appear on their arms and tummies. Their nipples were hardening, sending my cock to new levels of hardness. A lull in the conversation hit, and I tossed out, "You guys must have been in here for a long time. Your eyes are so red. The chlorine..." But before I could finish the sentence, they burst out in laughter again. "OK," I thought to myself. "Now I'm a moron. What did I say? Please give me a rock to climb under. I honestly thought things were going pretty good here, and..."

"No, Jeff. We're higher than kites." More giggles and laughter.

"Are you kidding?" I asked in disbelief. "...with your parents here?"

"Oh, they're out tonight, probably getting hammered with some friends of theirs," Jenny reasoned. We have the place to ourselves all evening. And, when they come back, they'll be too snockered to notice. It's been like that the last two nights in a row."

"Oh, that's cool," I said matter-of-factly. My mind was racing, fantasizing about going back to their condo and making out with them by the fire.

"How come we never saw you at any parties back at Mt. Vista?" asked Leslie.

"Well, we didn't exactly...I mean I wasn't really invited," I said, somewhere between frustration and shame. "I was pretty good in high school. I never skipped class or drank with the guys. My parents would let me have a glass of wine every once in a while, but that was it. My buddies and I could always have fun without the alcohol. Then, I got to college..."

Both girls smiled, "yeah, you know it."

"So, have you gotten high, now that you're not at HIGH school?" Jenny asked.

'Actually, I have. Almost flunked out spring term. Well, it wasn't THAT bad, but my studies did suffer. I was kind of depressed." I couldn't believe I was telling them this stuff, but they seemed to be interested and a little more serious with this new tale, so I went on. "My roommate and I did everything together our first two terms. Then he got a girlfriend, and suddenly, I was bored. I actually thought I was going to end up with her. Boy was I blind. I was on the top bunk in our room and they were on the bottom, giving each other foot massages. And the rest...is history. I'm glad she and I didn't hook up tho...looking back."

"Wow," Leslie commented. "A foot massage. That's hot. I could use a foot massage...RIGHT...NOW." She looked at Jenny expectantly.

"You got it, girl," she said as she climbed back into the tub. I could see her fish around for Leslie's left foot. Her breasts hung down nicely as she searched, bent at the waist. Her ass was pointed at me, her cheeks dropping out the bottom of her bikini before curving in and snapping in to her hamstrings. She finally found it and began rubbing her foot. Leslie dropped her head back and looked up. She was so sexy sitting there, neck exposed, sweat and tub water mixing and beading on her skin, breasts cradled by her suit. Damn. I was a lucky guy, but I had no idea HOW lucky.

Leslie raised her other foot out of the water and waved it around lazily. "Do my other one, please." she pleaded as she tilted her head upright long enough to make eye contact with me.

There was no way I was leaving and no way I was going to suffer the humiliation of NOT giving her a foot rub. I'd been on both ends of back rubs with the girls in the choir, so this wasn't that much different. I slid across the water and took her foot in my hands, careful not to get my erection above the water line. I settled down on my knees and began working.

We continued our conversation about high school and college experiences. It was nice to have some things in common with them. It made the chatter go smoothly, and there weren't to many awkward silences.

Jenny said her high was wearing off and wanted a booster. Leslie reached into her swim bag and pulled out a J. She lit it and held it for Jenny to smoke so she wouldn't get it wet with her fingers. She then held it for me and gave me an inquiring look, "Want some?"

"Thank you very much," I said as I leaned in and drew in a nice long breath. It was good. Not great, but good. I didn't need "great" tonight. I had to go back to my condo and family at some point.

Then, the high hit me like a two-ton heavy thing. "Wow," I said as I spun and sat on the seat. Without letting go of her foot, I raised it so her calf rested on my shoulder and chest. I continued to rub her toes. Jenny thought I had a good thing going and assumed the same position on the other side of Leslie. We all took turns doing damage to the smoke, and I snuck peaks of Jenny's breast being squashed by the weight and meat of Leslie's calf. I was hypnotized. Leslie let out a muffled, "oh, fuck." I didn't dare turn and look up at her. She added that she was feeling so relaxed she thought she might pass out if it wasn't so cold outside the tub. "My turn," Jenny volunteered. With that, the two girls switched positions. Her calves weren't as muscular as Leslie's but they were F.I.N.E. I wanted to lift her ankle and take a bite out of it. That was my calf fetish talking. Ever since I started running with the girls on my cross country and track teams, I'd become enamored with muscular calves. Leslie's foot came to rest next to mine on the floor of the tub. It definitely seemed to me like she meant to do it. I didn't really need that to tell me I had the green light though.

I got adventurous and brought my hand further and further up Jenny's leg. Leslie lost focus on massaging and had turned in to face me and put one of her feet up on the seat, behind my butt. She continued to glance seductively at me while conversing. Then, she did something I never would have expected. She opened her mouth stuck out her tongue and licked Jenny's knee. Now she was gazing at me and licking all around Jenny's leg. Jenny kept talking and reached a hand down to place an errant strand of Leslie's hair behind her ear. She leaned forward and put a hand on my head too and was running her fingers through my hair. To my surprise, my cock had grown soft in the last several minutes, but it was definitely coming back to life...

"Why don't you sit in front of me here, and I'll rub your neck and shoulders," Jenny offered.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "You don't have to."

"Don't be silly," she retorted. "You did such a nice job on our feet, you deserve SOMEthing."

So, I scooted in between her legs, rested my back against the side of the tub and marveled at the feeling of having my back rubbed. Leslie hadn't moved her foot, so her calf was actually between me and the side. She began rubbing my legs, my arms... I was really starting to drift. She put her other leg across my lap and began rubbing my chest and stomach. "Please don't touch my shorts," I was silently begging. "Please don't touch my shorts." She didn't, at least not with her hands. She lifted Jenny's leg over her head so she was now in between her legs with me. In one swift motion, she swung onto my lap, straddling me. She put her hands up on Jenny's thighs to either side of my head and began working them. She moved her hands up and down those tan legs, and with each stoke, inched her ass from my knees to my lap. There could be no doubt that she could feel my rock-hard boner on her belly. The conversation seemed to have stopped. Go figure.

I couldn't pretend that this wasn't happening any more, so I put my hands on her lower back and began rubbing them up and down her spine. We both had half-smile-half-relaxed faces, and I pulled her in to me hard. She felt her pussy slide into my cock. It must have been what she wanted, because she leaned in and kissed me deeply and passionately. I didn't waste any time bringing my hands around to her front and cupping her breasts. I immediately began kneading them and pinching her nipples. She reached one hand down in between us and slid her bikini bottoms to the side, fully exposing her pussy to my bathing suit. Now, the only thing between us was my suit, and she put that long shaft to work, sliding her pussy lips up and down it's length, driving my tip into my belly. Jenny kept rubbing my back, sometimes running her fingers through my hair, sometimes through Leslie's. I reached both hands up, behind me, not wanting to leave Jenny out of the fun, and found her breasts. I pulled her bikini down, setting her small, perky tits free.

"I saw how you licked Jenny's leg," I told Leslie with a pleasant smile. "Lick her tits the same way for me."

Leslie rose on her knees, looking coyly into Jenny's eyes. I could feel Jenny lean forward to present her breasts. As Leslie began gingerly licking her nipples, I reached around her and unhooked the strap on her top. I helped her take it all the way off and then took one of them into my mouth, sucking it hard and biting the nipple. Deep into my mouth I took it, over and over. She reached down with one hand and found the drawstring on my shorts. She pulled it and began pulling them down, hinting that I should help. I did. With my suit around my ankles, I held my cock straight up so she could lower her pussy onto it. The feeling of sliding your cock into a pussy under water is different. The lubrication of the woman's pussy is completely useless, at least until it slides all the way in. The water actually makes it a little bit harder to enter. That didn't stop Leslie though. She worked my tip until her slit enveloped my cock and began rocking back and forth, moaning into Jenny's breasts. I could tell Jenny wasn't feeling left out because I could hear her own sexy noises from above.

I sat there, marveling at the sensation of my cock inside her pussy, the water from the tub mixing with her own fluids. It made her pussy seem a little looser than it might have actually been, but I could tell she was getting the stimulation her stoned lust craved. It dawned on me that just minutes before, I was walking to the hot tub, completely unaware that I would be having this amazing romantic interlude with two girls from school, whom I barely knew. I shook off my reverie and resolved to enjoy the "now". My hands went to Leslie's ass, aiding her in her throws. I couldn't stop looking at her lips, neck, and breasts. I was only 20. This was the best thing to happen to me in...well...ever.

The buds we'd smoked were really starting to lay me out now. My chest was heaving from my contortions and the weight of my lungs. My eyes were slits, but I wasn't going to let the intoxication deter me from fully appreciating my position. I'd almost forgotten about Jenny. I move my hands to her legs, massaging her calves and shins. I wanted to turn around and eat her pussy. I wanted to see what it looked like. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to please her and listen to her moan as I bothered her with my tongue. I wanted to know if I could please two women. I was sure going to try.

Leslie began really rocking on my lap, and, once again, I was yanked from my dreaming to face a completely erotic reality. The two girls were kissing now, and this did wonders for my erection. I sucked on her nipples while she rode me, which evidently did wonders for her climax. As she approached, she began moaning in the sexiest voice, "oh, Jeff's cock's in my pussy. Jeff's cock in my pretty pussy. Jeff's big, perfect cock in my pussy, gonna make me come on his cock. Fuck me sweet. Yeah, fuck me sweet." Jenny wanted to know, "Is it good? Do you like fucking Jeff right here in front of me?" Leslie, almost crying, replied, "Yes, it feels so good. I love this cock. I'm gonna come on this cock. It feels so fucking good!! Fuck me hard to the end, Jeff. Fuck me hard!!! Oh, yeah! Fuck me deep!! Yeeeeaaahhhhh!!!" And with that she buried her face in my neck and squealed her pleasure and I held her hips tight and wouldn't let her escape the embrace. She ground herself into me and rocked and cried, heaving and stroking my hair. When she'd caught her breath, we kissed deeply, my cock still hard inside her.

She slid off, stood up and pressed her breasts together, biting her lip and looking at me lustfully. I smiled, unable to think of anything to say and deciding that anything I did say would come out wrong and spoil the moment. I did, however, see this as a perfect time to turn and face Jenny. I knelt on the bench seat and stroked her thighs. "Play with your nipples for me," I said commandingly. I couldn't believe the words came out of my mouth. It was like someone else had said it. And I had just resolved to NOT say anything. She did start to pinch and twist her nipples with a smile though, and I took this as a green light for what I wanted to do next.

I slid my fingers up to her bikini bottoms, ran them politely along the elastic several times before slipping them underneath. She spread her legs a little wider, another good sign. "I still have some hard in this cock, Jenny. You want me to put some of that good lovin' deep inside this?" I said as I ran my thumb under her suit and across her pussy lips, searching for her clit.

"Only if you say my name while you fuck me...Jeff. I like it when you say my name."

"Does it get you wet?" I asked, again blown away by the sexual banter coming from my lips. "Yes," she nodded with a slight smile and closed eyes. Then, she lifted her hips off the deck, and I quickly pulled her suit to around her ankles and off. She rubbed her fingers on her fuzzy lips and found her clit which she stroked a few times before I leaned in and began licking. Her moist skin felt good on my mouth and cheeks. The smell of chlorine mixed with her pussy was vivid to my senses. I licked her lips a few times as she scooted forward and rotated her hips to bare more of her sex to me. One hand went to my head and the other she put behind her so she could lean back and enjoy. I felt Leslie behind me, touching me. She lightly rubbed my back, but discovered that the water on our skin prevented her from doing it smoothly, so she attached herself to my back and wrapped her arms around my waist. Finding my cock, she began stroking me and scratching my balls. I could feel her tits compressed on my back. She was kissing my neck and sucking on Jenny's fingers. God, I was excited.

I gave Jenny a good, long eating out. I couldn't help being proud of myself for making her feel so good. I loved doing for her. I felt selfless, even though I was enjoying Leslie's hands on my stuff. I told Jenny how beautiful she was and how many times I'd dreamt of doing this to her. I also told her how I'd longed to make love to her, kissing my pillow, imagining it was her. I told her how I looked jealously at her dates at the dances, wishing I was slow dancing with her, feeling her breasts pressed against me. This was all met with a genuine state of humility and pleasant surprise...and produced countless smiles amidst her lip biting and moaning. She couldn't take it any longer. She pulled my head from her groin by my hair and quickly stood. Leslie slumped off and gathered the floating bathing suit pieces, which had gathered at the filter inlet. Jenny twisted my shoulders with her hands inferring that I sit on the bench. I caught the clue and humored her. She sat on my lap, facing away from me, guiding my cock into her dripping pussy. It was so wet, I had no problem sliding all the way in in a matter of seconds. She lay back against my chest and I cradled and massaged her breasts. Leslie lifted Jenny's knees and sat on my knees, letting Jenny's legs back down onto hers. I felt her fingers playing with my cock, balls, and Jenny's pussy. I could tell one of her hands was playing with her own pussy. I loved watching her breasts jiggle as she shuddered from her own strokes.

Jenny leaned forward and kissed Leslie. She leaned into her so hard I had to catch Leslie's hands in my own to keep her from falling over backward. After a generous helping of French kissing, Jenny moved to Leslie's tits and began sucking her nipples in payment of the good sucking she'd received. Leslie's moans were music to my ears, and I began lifting Jenny's hips and slamming them back down on my lap, pounding my cock. The sensation of sliding in and out of her pussy, seeing her tiny waist, and hearing her grunt with each forceful drive put me in a world of sexual euphoria. I looked up at the sky, but couldn't see anything but steam rising up into the night. Eventually, it occurred to me that I'd been in the tub for far too long. I asked if I could sit on the edge. I woefully withdrew my cock from the warmth and comfort of Jenny's pussy so I could sit on the deck. Without missing a beat, Jenny returned her soft, wet sex to my dick. I lay back on the ground, and Jenny leaned back, putting her hands on my chest. Leslie moved up and began licking my cock and Jenny's clit. I could feel her nibbling my shaft with her teeth. Every once in a while, my cock would pop out and Leslie would quickly engulf it in her mouth, hungrily sucking me for her life. Then, with my cock covered in saliva, she would stroke me while she lapped at Jenny's pussy. I was insane. I realized how few men would ever enjoy this scenario with two beautiful, lustful ladies. Not being able to see my cock and having it sucked while the two girls dirty talked themselves into a frenzy drove me flat wild. I couldn't stand not going ape-shit on both of them. So, I did what any man in my position would have done: I didn't stand for it. I sat up and told Jenny to stand. I quickly mounted her from behind and began fucking her like a dog. I got mad. I got horny, and I got busy. I gripped her hips and imagined myself as some twisted superhero, cape and all. I was captain cum, and Jenny was my damsel in distress. Jenny, amidst her grunts and "oh my gods" begged Leslie to get her pussy in her face. Leslie, eager to have her friend eat her pussy like a pie in a pie eating contest, sat on the side of the tub and spread her loins for Jenny's sweet mouth. She dove in and aggressively munched on Leslie's box, taking my thrusts in stride. I'd almost forgotten about saying her name, so I made up for lost time, sprinkling "Jenny" throughout a slew of dirty talk that went on for minutes on end. My creative juices were flowing and so were there pussies. At one point, I saw Jenny turn to face me over her shoulder and white pussy juice dripped from her lips and chin. She was getting a good meal and Leslie was obviously enjoying the hell out of it.

I could feel myself getting close to my own orgasm. Just then, Jenny began screaming into Leslie's groin. Leslie sat up, took Jenny's face in two hands, and French kissed her while she came all over my straining cock. I asked Jenny in a panic if she wanted me to come on her ass. She barely managed, "I would love for you to come inside this pussy, but I think I'd rather see your spunk all over Leslie and me. I pulled out and gripped my cock firmly. The two girls sat on the deck, side by side, massaging each other's tits and sticking out their tongues. I came in a flurry of jizm. I directed my first stream on Jenny's tongue. The second stream, much larger and harder, pelted the roof of her mouth and dripped from her front teeth and lips. I quickly adjusted so my cock was pointed at Leslie's face. My third and fourth loads were smaller and landed nicely on her tongue. She dove onto my cock, sucking me deep. She drove her face into me, shoving my cock down her throat. I groaned and almost fell over from vertigo. She pulled me out instantly and squeezed the next two loads onto her nose and cheek, smearing it around with my tip and licking my balls with her cum-covered tongue. Both girls playfully sucked and licked my cock while kissing and swapping cum between themselves. I knelt down and milked their breasts. My hands went to their pussies, my thumbs gently penetrating their tight, dripping holes. My own cock wilted and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He'd held on to the end. I was so proud...and high...and ready for more. I knew this night wouldn't last.