Home Alone

We spent the weekend at Jill’s parents’ house. Through an unexpected turn of events, we found ourselves home alone Saturday night. With no chance of parental (or other) intrusion, we regressed to a state I can only refer to as “high school horny”, when you’re still living at home, perpetually besieged by very active hormones, and can’t wait to have a couple hours’ privacy – or less! – to get your jollies.

We had just watched Jill’s parents pull out of the driveway, leaving for an overnight trip out of town. We had the house to ourselves for more than twenty-four hours, but neither of us saw any reason to procrastinate. After all, it’s best not to put off until tomorrow what you can do today, a lesson that I’ve learned all too well recently. So once the car was out of sight, we ran upstairs to the guest room. In spite of our instincts, we refrained from dropping any clothing on the way up, but once we were in our room with the door locked, we were both naked almost immediately, and locked in a warm embrace atop the bed seconds later.

We kissed for a very long time, neither of us feeling any need to rush. As the kissing escalated, our hands traveled across each other’s bodies, further building our arousal. After enjoying her sexy curves, my hand settled between Jill’s thighs, feeling her heat and her wetness. I explored her from the inside while she began to stroke my already-hard length, sharing a voracious kiss all the while.

Jill climbed on top of me and slipped me inside her. As she rode my thrusts she expertly played with herself, and I donated a couple fingers to her effort. Between my rapid upward thrusts, and the constant stimulation of her clit, she was close to a very intense climax. I felt her tense up, and as she came she collapsed on top of me, burying her face into my shoulder instead of moaning.

When it was my turn, I chose missionary position. Though not particularly imaginative, and not necessarily as exciting as doggy style, missionary has never let me down. Plus, it’s a great position for really deep penetration, especially when Jill puts her legs up on my shoulders. Which is exactly what she did, in fact. The feeling of her body against mine and her hips bucking against me, the taste of her nipple as she shoved it against my tongue, the sound of her breathing…my excitement was mounting, but it took me longer to climax than I thought it would. Jill reached down to stroke me as I moved in and out of her, her fingertips playing havoc all over me and accelerating my orgasm.

When I came, Jill took me in her hand and stroked me against her breasts. She brought me close to her mouth and kissed me clean, and then we cautiously ventured out of the guest room. As we opened the room door, we were glad to find the house as dark and quiet as when we started. We ran across the hall to the guest bathroom, and took a quick shower. Afterwards, Jill got a couple of towels from the hall closet and, having wrapped ourselves up in them, we headed to the backyard, where a warm and inviting hot tub awaited us.

It’s no secret that a good way to get us in the mood is to put us in the water, ideally with little – or no – clothing. Whether it’s the bathtub or the shower, a pool or a hot tub, a beach or a lake, there’s a good chance that, if we’re near or in water, we are thinking about sex. Of course, we were both already in the mood, and most definitely already thinking about sex. As we sat in the tub, enjoying the cool night air, immersed in hot, bubbling water, we listened to the sounds of the quiet night.

“Want to fuck again?” she asked.

I laughed. She knew the answer without even having to ask.

-Jack

A Blast From the Past, Part 2

This is another story I wrote for Jack a few years ago. If I remember right, it was the first story I wrote for him in which another couple was included. It was inspired by an evening spent with some friends in their hot tub. (The names have been changed to protect the innocent.)

We were skinny dipping in the hot tub. You and I were making out and you slowly moved your mouth down my body. I was pressed up against the side of the tub as you began to caress me with your tongue. At the same time, Jane and John had gotten out of the hot tub and were up on the deck. Jane was on all fours and John was stroking her wet pussy with one hand as he massaged her breasts with the other. He moved his mouth down so he could lick her from clit to ass. He spread her open and slid inside her. We watched as John fucked her hard and fast, and soon she had a very intense orgasm.

We moved to the edge of the hot tub where I rode you, my legs around your waist as you sucked my breasts. I bounced up and down on your cock, feeling it hit my G-spot. Hearing the sounds of our friends’ lovemaking, I came harder than I ever had before, joining Jane in a chorus of passionate moans.

I got out of the hot tub and joined Jane on the deck. I got on my hands and knees and we started to make out. John came up behind me and pulled me up by my hips up to meet his mouth. While he went down on me, you went behind Jane and spread her wide so you could devour her at the same time. She begged you to fuck her hard, and you eagerly complied. As I watched Jane react to you entering her, John replaced his mouth with two fingers. He began to work my G-spot and I came right away.

Jane begged you to fuck her harder and faster. At the same time, John came up behind me and began rubbing the head of his cock against my lips before slamming into me. His thrusts were urgent and powerful. Jane and I started kissing again, and after a few minutes, John pulled out and lay down on the deck. I climbed on top of him, riding him hard and fast until I came all over his cock, drenching it. I climbed off of him and began to lick him clean. At the same time, Jane got on her knees and took your cock into her mouth.

While Jane went down on you, John came over and began to kiss her tight, sexy ass. He pushed her down onto all fours, spread her open and slipped inside. It was her fantasy come true, you in her mouth and John in her pussy. She came immediately, then both you and John did as well, collapsing in exhaustion as I crawled over to Jane to clean her up.

Hot fantasy, isn’t it?

-Jill