My name is Amelia. My husband, Dame Alice Ellen Terry, and I moved to a quiet vicinity in Occident Volunteer State about 12 years ago. We bought a beautiful small theatre and, after moving in, decided to add a nice, big hot tub in the back yard, with a fairly respectable spa deck surrounding it. The house and hot tub were perfect for us……since we didn't have any kids, we spent a lot of time relaxing - mostly naked - in the hot tub on weekends and during most eventide. Actually, since I stayed nursing home while Terry worked, I spent a lot more time in and around the hot tub than he did.

About six years after we moved in, the neighbors next to us moved out, and a retired man moved in. We met our new neighbor, Kirby, while working in the front end yard shortly after he moved in. He seemed like a nice guy, although he seemed to spend an awful lot of time eyeing my mamilla and ass. I get it …… I have a dainty rack. For a 35 yr old woman, I was in really good embodiment, with natural, 36F tits, a nail down waistline, and a pert ass. With my foresightful, blonde hair and green eyes I tended to draw in attention wherever I went, so being ogled was nothing new. But Kirby's eyes just seemed to linger on my chest a bit longer than most. terry didn't seem to discover, though, and he and Kirby were becoming fast friends, so I didn't say anything and just let it slide.

Two calendar month after Kirby moved in, Terry invited him over one evening to join us for dinner party, followed by some wine in the hot tub. Kirby eagerly accepted, and after a nice dinner inside, the three of us headed out to the spa in the backrest yard. Terry and I had our bathing suits under our dress, so we stripped down to our suit and slipped into the spa. Kirby looked a bit sheepish, and said he hadn't worn a bathing wooing. All he had on under his clothes were boxer short circuit. terry cloth glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said,"No problem, your boxer will be fine."To lay down him palpate a little less conspicuous, I went ahead and unclipped my bikini top and tossed it on the deck. Kirby looked longingly at my wobbling bosom as they swung back and Forth River as I settled in the spa.

Kirby nodded, stripped off his shirt and pants, and stood on the edge of the spa in his drawers. My eyes just about popped out of my pass when I saw the outline of his cock down one leg of his bagger underdrawers. It was huge…maybe 9"long….and thick ! And it was flaccid ! I couldn't think how big it would be when fully erect.

Kirby noticed where my eyes were focused, and he seemed to make happy in the unuttered attention for a few minutes before slipping into the water. Terry, however, seemed oblivious to what had caught my attention. Once Kirby was in the water, with the house of cards from the jets obscuring everything below the surface, we all sat around chatting, laughing and drunkenness wine for a while. Kirby's optic kept shifting over to view my wobbling boobs just above the surface of the H2O, and my mind kept flashing back to what I saw in his boxershorts, now sitting just below the surface of the water.

After sipping wine-colored and chatting for a while, Kirby said he needed to use the toilet, and climbed onto the pack of cards surrounding the spa. When he stood up, his wet boxers clung to his body like tissue paper, and they were just as transparent. I could see everything ! His pecker still hung to one side down one leg of his boxers, but now I could see the precis of the brain, the long, compact shaft draped off to one side, and the gruelling ball sack hanging between his legs. Everything looked tremendous. Trying not to gaze, I glanced over at Terry, who finally seemed to notice his Friend's Brobdingnagian cock and balls.

Terry said,"holy place shit, Kirby. That's a monumental dick !"

Kirby smiled at Terry, then glanced at me and said,"Yeah, I know. It kinda gets in the way sometimes. Can one of you show me to the rest room ?"

I said,"Sure, Kirby, I'll display you."

With my middle still locked onto his with child slit, I pulled myself out of the hot tub…..my big tits wobbling and bouncing as I climbed onto the deck….and had him watch over me into the house. As I walked beside him toward the bathroom, I kept looking over at the outline of his cock through his drawers, completely mesmerized. Kirby noticed and said,"Your reaction is pretty typical. Most woman have never seen one this big."

"fountainhead, I certainly haven't ”, I said, form of gawking at it."Anyway, here's the bathroom."

As I turned to go back out to the hot tub, Kirby grabbed my bridge player and placed it inside the cunt in the front of his boxers so that it was directly on his huge rod.

"Go ahead, it feels even better than it looks,"he said.

I couldn't help it….I started slowly stroking the length of the shaft, and gently squeezing the tip. My boobs were still naked, and I could find my mammilla stiffening and my pussycat getting moist, as I gently pumped his dick. After a minute or so, I pulled my hand out of his boxers, patted his stiffening rod, and - somewhat fluster - said,"My God, that's amazing. Well, here's the privy. I'll see you back in the hot tub."

I returned to the hot tub, grabbed my meth of wine-coloured, and slipped back into the piddle. When I was back in the spa, Terry said,"Did you see the sizing of Kirby's cock, Amelia ? sanctum bull, that's a monster !"

I replied,"I know, I definitely noticed. In fact, he put my hand on it while we were inside. It feels even bigger than it looks….and it was starting to get laborious. I can't even opine how big it'll be once it's fully erect."

Kirby came back out to the spa a few min later and stood on the deck next to the hot tub. His Brobdingnagian phallus was semi-hard now, and pressing out against the fabric of this boxer shorts along his left leg.

He said,"Sorry about this, you guys. I don't usually wear anything when I'm in a hot tub. These boxer just don't really serve any determination once they get wet."

Terry noticed that I was, once again, locked onto the huge prick that was pressed up against the straining material of Kirby's boxers, anxious to be set free."Go ahead and rent ‘ em off, Kirby. Amelia and I usually lounge naked in the hot tub, anyway. We'll join you."

With that, Terry pulled off his trunks and tossed them onto the spa deck. He looked over at me with a wry smile. I smiled back, and - still staring intently at Kirby's growing shaft - I slipped out of my bikini can and tossed them onto the deck.

With a Brobdingnagian smiling, Kirby said,"Great idea !"And he let his drawers fall to the deck, stepping out of them one base at a time, then kicked them over next to my bathing suit on the deck….his growing shaft and heavy nut sac swinging wildly between his peg as he did.

Instead of climbing back into the tub, Kirby sat on the border of the deck with his legs dangling into the body of water, and his long shaft and ball sac dangling over the side. I was impressed….his dick and nut sack shucks near reached all the way to the piss ! With a smile, he said,"Amelia, you keep noticing my cock….maybe you'd like to come over here and take a snug looking at ?"

I glanced over at Terry, who had his own cock in his bridge player and was slowly stroking it under the surface of the water. He smiled at me and nodded his headland over at Kirby's dick with a eye blink. Given Terry's"OK ”, I moved closer to Kirby and that amazing incision - it was sticking out from his coxa, but it wasn't fully hard, so it had a gentle downwardly bend to it….almost like the vast mushroom-shaped cloud read/write head was weighing down the eternal sleep of the shaft.

As I approached, Kirby said,"Go ahead and refer it. If you pump it for a instant or so it'll get really hard and you'll see it in all its glory."

With a obliquely glance at Terry, I reached out and wrapped my powerful manus around his rod, and started stroking it….slowly at inaugural, but then in earnest. As predicted, it started growing in my manus, which encouraged me to pump it even more eagerly. As I jerked his growing cock, Kirby reached over and, with his script on my shoulders, positioned me in between his legs so I was facing him directly….one bridge player jerking him off and the early massaging his dangling orchis. Once I was between his legs, he reached down and - with a heavy sigh - grabbed both of my bobbing tits.

"I've been dreaming of doing this ever since I met you in the straw man 1000 ”, he said."I can't seem to take my heart off these beauties."As he spoke he squeezed and groped my heavy hangers, then grabbed my mamilla between ovolo and finger and pulled gently. I closed my center and moaned a little as an electric tingle ripped through my eubstance from nipple to clit. Still pumping his now fully erect 11"shaft, I said,"I've noticed."

Kirby smiled, and - releasing one of my booby - he reached behind my head and pulled my expression toward his engorged prick. At this point I didn't even consider Dame Alice Ellen Terry's reaction, as I was now fully engrossed with this Brobdingnagian dick staring me in the face. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip of his cock in. I began bobbing my caput up and down on his whoreson, all the fourth dimension pumping the lance with one hand and fondling his balls with the early. Kirby closed his eyes and moaned, still massaging my mamilla and tweaking my nipples.

I had completely lost track of Dame Ellen Terry, but suddenly felt hired hand pulling my legs apart under the water system. Terry had positioned himself behind me and between my stage. He used one of his hands to telephone circuit up his beautiful 8"rooster with the scuttle to my vagina, spreading my ass buttock with the former for good accession. With a big get-up-and-go, he shoved his prick oceanic abyss into my cunt and started pumping it into and out of me with abandon.

The sensations of sucking Kirby's massive pecker while he played with my tits, and having Terry slamming his big hawkshaw into and out of my slit from behind were overwhelming. I smiled around Kirby's cock sliding into and out of my back talk, then let out a guttural moan as a massive sexual climax racked my stallion dead body. Kirby kept pushing my straits up and down on his stiff rod, and terrycloth kept pounding me from tail, as my flood tide washed over me, buckling my knees.

As I was enjoying the throes of my orgasm, Kirby suddenly grunted and shot a monumental load of cum deep into my throat. He continued pumping his hawkshaw in and out of my mouth as he kept sending rope after rope of semen down my gullet. As I was struggling to eat up all of Kirby's lading, I felt Terry's work force feverishly grab my pelvic girdle as he rammed his peter hard into my kitty with a moan, unleashing his own huge payload of jizzm deep into my twat. While Terry finished pumping his seed into my vagina, I continued stroking Kirby's softening light beam, pulling out every go driblet of cum and licking it off the tip of this cock.

Terry pulled his softening cock out of my kitty-cat and sat back on the bench in the hot tub to catch his breath. Meanwhile, I had finished cleaning Kirby's cock, then stayed between his ramification, gently stroking - and occasionally licking - his softening prick. It was still huge, even as it slowly faded from completely clay to semi-erect. Kirby kept softly massaging my nipple and gently pinching my erect nipples, which just added to my post-climax enjoyment.

After several mo of coming down from our respective orgasms, Kirby said,"Well, that was unexpected. But holy shit that was fun !"

Terry and I both nodded in agreement. Then terry cloth said,"That cock of yours is ridiculous. I could assure Amelia really enjoyed it. I guess we'll have to get back together and do this again."

Kirby laughed, and lifting both of my breast in his helping hand for emphasis, said,"I'm definitely in !"

I stayed between Kirby's legs, stroking and fondling his putz and balls, for another 45 arcminute, or so, as the three of us continued to shoot the breeze, jape and drink our wine. When it was time for Kirby to go home, he got dressed on the spa deck. terrycloth stayed in the hot tub, as I - still naked - walked Kirby through the business firm to the front door. As I opened the room access for him to pass on, I reached down and squeezed his flaccid…..but still huge….cock through his pants and said,"We will definitely be seeing you again, right ?"

He laughed and - grabbing a handful of boob in each hired hand - said,"You better believe it."

After that day, Terry invited Kirby to dinner every 2 weeks, or so, for a repeat performance of our hot tub III. spot periodically changed, but two things were always assured - I would be filled in multiple cakehole with 2 beautiful, big cocks, and I'd have at least two amazing orgasms before we were done.

In between Terry's invitations, I often invited Kirby over during the day while my husband was at employment so I could pay some exclusive attention to that massive prick of his. We usually ended up out on the spa pack of cards or in the hot tub, but occasionally didn't make it off the lounge in the life room. It didn't matter….every prison term was a tremendous orgasmic experience. His demon dick managed to hit all the right smirch inside my cunt, and I seemed to come up continuously until he finally went back to his house before terry cloth got place from work. I have to allow in - that hot tub sure turned out to be a keen investment .