Hot Tub Work Retreat Pt. 02 by leminkinen

Hot Tub Work Retreat Pt. 02 by leminkinen

In part two of our steamy hot tub work retreat series, things heat up even more as coworkers indulge in intimate encounters. Read this sizzling adult sex story now!<br/>
AIMEE

A strangely familiar feeling rang through Aimee’s body as she waded over to the towel near the spot in the tub where she’d been sitting. That awkward kind of walk to the towel — head and shoulders back to keep the cum from dripping off her chest — was one she’d performed with more than one boyfriend before. But not in a long time.

When was the last time Mark came on her tits?

She wiped the towel across her collarbone until a sharp moan from Liv snapped her back into the present.

Aimee turned back around and surveyed the surreal bacchanalia playing out around her. To her right, Liv was writhing and heaving, her tan legs stretching, as she pressed her vibrator into her swollen vulva. Her eyes were locked on Jake as he massaged his engorged cock, his knees spread wide and muscular calves half-submerged in water. His eyelids were heavy, lips parted slightly as his eyes roved up and down Liv’s shimmering nude body.

Then there was Andre, who looked positively comatose. If his chest weren’t heaving rhythmically, she might have swum over to see if he had a pulse.

Aimee drank in the sight of this beautiful, naked young man, still basking in the afterglow of a powerful orgasm. His angular jaw, the subtle ridges of pecs and abdominal muscles on his abdomen, the little tuft of dark hair just below his belly button.

And his penis.

There was a time in Aimee’s life when a penis represented something foreign and terrifying to her. But over time, as her sexual experiences accumulated, she developed a fascination with the organ. Its heat, its decadent softness, the intoxicating feelings of power and pride she felt when she could give it pleasure.

She stared at his plump head and noted how widely it curved outward as his cock seemed to deflate, softening with each heartbeat, until the head disappeared into his foreskin. She was struck by the smoothness of the skin on his shaft, save for a tiny brown birthmark near his tip that soon too retracted into his folds.

There was something undeniably cute about the way this shriveled, dangling little punchline of a thing can wake up and become sexy and powerful, and then sag back into slumber after it’s been satisfied, like it’s settling down for a nap.

And she was the one who did that. And without even touching him! The thought made her feel invincible.

As Andre blinked and started to prop himself onto his elbows, she found herself wanting to swim back over and keep teasing him.

“That was a lot of cum, big boy,” she might say. “I tried to wipe it all off, but can you check my tits to make sure I got it all? Make sure you’re really thorough.”

Instead, Aimee looked at Andre expectantly as he sank back into the tub with a dazed smile on his flushed face.

“How do you feel?” She asked with a gentle smile.

“Um…” Andre let out a giddy, disbelieving laugh. “I feel good.”

Andre opened his mouth to say more, but he was interrupted by another whining, closed-mouth moan from Liv. She was still staring at Jake, lips pursed, eyebrows arched, as he pumped his cock with increasing urgency.

And God, did he look hot. His face was contorting but deep in concentration, like a man on a mission. Aimee felt a tingle in her lower abdomen when Jake tensed his right bicep and puffed out his broad, hairy chest.

“I want to watch you cum,” Liv panted, eyes darting between Jake’s face and his throbbing red cock. “Mmmmm pleeeeease.”

Apparently that was all Jake needed to hear. Aimee almost considered swimming over and letting him, too, cum on her tits — it would only be fair — until Jake leaned back onto the ground and pointed his toes into the air. He let out a deep groan, and a jet of cum escaped his cock and rocketed nearly a foot in the air before arcing back down onto his belly.

Aimee’s breath caught in her throat as she watched him ejaculate. There are few sights so uniquely erotic, and so intimate, as watching a man pleasure himself to orgasm. The men she had known — even those she became close to — were always so guarded, putting up all kinds of emotional walls. But in that one miraculous moment, when a man was spasming in total bliss, it was like all the walls came down. Like she could see into his soul.

“All right!” Liv called out as the last few drops of cum oozed out of Jake’s twitching cockhead. She clicked off her vibrator and sunk back into the tub, laughing goofily with the same kind of did-that-really-just-happen bemusement that seemed to overcome all of them.

“Well then,” Aimee said, drawing more nervous laughs all around. “How does everyone feel?”

“Literally never better in my whole goddamn life,” Liv sang, still catching her breath. “I think I came twice. Maybe two-and-a-half. Who’s to say?”

Jake, still lying down but reaching for his towel, meekly raised a thumb from his other hand.

“How do you feel?” Andre said, studying her. “You’re the only one who didn’t join us.”

“Was I?” Aimee sure felt like she’d been participating. She rubbed her naked thighs together inside the hot water and squirmed, wondering how much of her own fluids had mingled into the tub water by now.

“Well, let me just say,” Aimee took a deep breath in. “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

The others let out a burst of relieved laughter.

“But it probably merits a conversation about how the rest of this trip is going to go,” she said. A chill of adrenaline shot through her as she felt all six eyes on her. She was going into supervisor mode, and they were paying attention.

“We clearly all have some…needs that need to be fulfilled, and there’s nothing wrong with that,” Aimee said, her professional tone masking the fire building in her lower abdomen. “But hopefully it goes without saying that whatever happens here needs to stay here.”

“Absolutely,” Andre said gleefully, clearly excited for her to continue.

“With that said, as the weekend goes on, and we keep having all these soul-bearing conversations about sex, I think we should feel free to relieve ourselves whenever we need to,” Aimee said. “And if we can…help facilitate that for each other, then great.”

Oh God. What was she trying to say? Suddenly an image of Andre pounding her pussy from behind filled her head.

“Just — consent,” Aimee finally choked out. “Nothing without consent.”

“Hear, hear,” Jake said.

The others nodded.

Liv reached for one of the bottles of wine Aimee had brought out, and she took a gulp.

“Now, Aimee, I have a question for you,” Liv said, lowering her voice and leaning forward. “Would you like to get off now?”

“Liv,” Aimee said, pausing for a slow breath. “That is a beautiful question.”

Aimee felt a jolt of excitement as an idea came to her. She searched for the buttons at the edge of the tub.

“There is something I have wanted to do since the moment we got here,” she said. She hit a button and the jacuzzi jets came roaring to life.

“Ohh, I know where this is going,” Liv chuckled.

“The mechanics of this might just be a little challenging,” Aimee said, wading over to the powerful jet that had pounded her upper back the previous night.

The boys just watched, looking perplexed but rapt.

“Can I be of any assistance here?” Liv offered.

Aimee swung a leg onto the ledge above the jet and determined that yes, in fact, she’d probably need a spotter if she didn’t want to drown in the undertow.

“Actually yeah, would you just hold my head above the water?” Aimee asked her softly. As excited as Aimee was, she still felt the heat of everyone’s eyes on her. At least for now, she felt most comfortable leaning on Liv for this particular task.

“Absolutely,” Liv cooed, bouncing to the center of the tub as Aimee swung her second leg up. The moment she felt the rush of warm water rush past her mons, a sharp, halting moan escaped her.

“Mmmm, that’s it,” Liv said, holding Aimee up by her shoulder blades. “Let me know if you want me to help bring you in closer.”

Aimee melted into the younger woman’s embrace. She felt safe. Then desire took over — as if suddenly remembering how turned on she was — and all she felt was an urge to get closer to the jacuzzi’s magic finger.

“Yeah, let’s go a little closer,” Aimee said, just loud enough for Liv to hear her over the jets.

Wordlessly, Liv guided her in, and Aimee shifted her legs to accommodate.

The tickle of the jet current grew into a steady pulsing. It was like a hundred tiny masseuses were thumping at her pussy nonstop, and each pulse created its own unique little buzz of pleasure. Together, they intensified and built up into a harmonious cacophony of sensation.

Now they were getting somewhere.

Aimee laid back and felt herself melt deeper into Liv’s arms as she absorbed the delicious barrage between her legs. She closed her eyes and let her ears dip beneath the surface. For a moment, there was no sight, no sound, no past or future. Clothes didn’t exist. Neither did the trees or the crickets or the three people around her.

It was just her body. Her skin, her vulva, her clitoris, her nerve endings. And the water.

It wasn’t long before the sensations began cascading into a powerful swell, and she knew she was building toward orgasm. She must have been moaning, but all she could hear was the low roar of the jets beneath the water.

Electric charges gripped her legs as she felt her vaginal muscles start to spasm, rocking her body with jolt after jolt of mind-melting pleasure. Time and space dissolved — she couldn’t tell whether her climax had lasted for 10 seconds or five minutes. But after the last delirious twitches worked their way through her nervous system, she slowly blinked her eyes open and started to push herself upright.

“Hoooly shit,” Liv said, fanning herself with her hand. “Please remind me to try that later.”

Aimee let out a nervous giggle, glancing over to Andre and then Jake. Both their eyes were wide, like they’d just seen the greatest show on Earth.

Maybe they had.

“So,” Aimee huffed, still feeling the heat in her face. “Anyone else hungry?”

ANDRE

The four of them couldn’t stop giggling between nibbles of dinner in the restaurant.