My public figure is Amelia. My hubby, Terry, and I moved to a quiesce neighborhood in west Tennessee about 12 year ago. We bought a beautiful little house and, after moving in, decided to add a gracious, big hot tub in the gage K, with a fairly goodly spa deck surrounding it. The house and hot tub were perfect tense for us……since we didn't have any kids, we spent a lot of metre relaxing - mostly naked - in the hot tub on weekends and during most evening. Actually, since I stayed home while Dame Alice Ellen Terry worked, I spent a lot more time in and around the hot tub than he did.

About six eld after we moved in, the neighbors next to us moved out, and a sack out man moved in. We met our new neighbor, Kirby, while working in the front line pace shortly after he moved in. He seemed like a nice guy, although he seemed to spend an awed lot of time eyeing my mamilla and ass. I get it …… I have a nice rack. For a 35 yr old woman, I was in really just condition, with instinctive, 36F tits, a narrow waist, and a impertinent ass. With my foresighted, blonde hair and K eyes I tended to attract attention wherever I went, so being ogled was nada new. But Kirby's center just seemed to lounge on my chest a bit retentive than nigh. Dame Ellen Terry didn't seem to remark, though, and he and Kirby were becoming fast friend, so I didn't say anything and just let it slide.

Two month after Kirby moved in, Terry invited him over one evening to join us for dinner, 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 back grounds. Terry and I had our bathing suits under our clothes, so we stripped down to our suits and slipped into the spa. Kirby looked a bit sheepish, and said he hadn't worn a bathing suit. All he had on under his apparel were boxer trunks. Terry glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said,"No problem, your boxers will be fine."To puddle him finger a little less blatant, I went ahead and unclipped my two-piece top and tossed it on the deck. Kirby looked longingly at my wobbling pap as they swung back and forth as I settled in the spa.

Kirby nodded, stripped off his shirt and pants, and stood on the edge of the spa in his underdrawers. My centre just about popped out of my head when I saw the abstract of his dick down one leg of his boxer shorts. It was huge…maybe 9"long….and thick ! And it was flaccid ! I couldn't imagine how big it would be when fully erect.

Kirby noticed where my eyes were focused, and he seemed to racket in the unspoken aid for a few transactions before slipping into the piss. Terry, however, seemed forgetful to what had caught my attention. Once Kirby was in the water, with the bubble from the green obscuring everything below the surface, we all sat around chatting, laughing and crapulence vino for a piece. Kirby's eyes kept shifting over to watch over my wobbling pinhead just above the control surface of the water, and my brain kept flashing back to what I saw in his boxers, now sitting just below the surface of the water.

After sipping vino and chatting for a while, Kirby said he needed to use the bath, and climbed onto the deck surrounding the spa. When he stood up, his wet drawers clung to his consistence like tissue paper, and they were just as transparent. I could see everything ! His stopcock still hung to one side down one leg of his Boxer, but now I could see the outline of the head, the long, wooden-headed shaft draped off to one side, and the heavy formal chemise hanging between his legs. Everything looked tremendous. Trying not to gaze, I glanced over at Terry, who finally seemed to point out his friend's Brobdingnagian cock and balls.

terrycloth said,"holy place shit, Kirby. That's a massive tool !"

Kirby smiled at terrycloth, 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 show you."

With my center still locked onto his large dick, I pulled myself out of the hot tub…..my big tits wobbling and bouncing as I climbed onto the deck….and had him take after me into the sign. As I walked beside him toward the bathroom, I kept looking over at the outline of his shaft through his pugilist, completely mesmerized. Kirby noticed and said,"Your reaction is reasonably typical. Most char have never seen one this big."

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

As I turned to go back out to the hot tub, Kirby grabbed my hired hand and placed it inside the incision 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 assistant it….I started slowly stroking the length of the shaft, and gently squeezing the tip. My boobs were still naked, and I could feel my nipple stiffening and my pussy getting moist, as I gently pumped his dick. After a second or so, I pulled my hand out of his boxers, patted his stiffening rod, and - somewhat rattled - said,"My God, that's amazing. Well, here's the bath. I'll see you back in the hot tub."

I returned to the hot tub, grabbed my glassful of wine, and slipped back into the body of water. When I was back in the spa, Dame Ellen Terry said,"Did you see the sizing of Kirby's turncock, Amelia ? sanctum dirt, that's a colossus !"

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 hard. I can't even guess how big it'll be once it's fully erect."

Kirby came back out to the spa a few minutes later and stood on the deck next to the hot tub. His huge member 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 shorts just don't really serve any purpose once they get wet."

terry cloth noticed that I was, once again, locked onto the immense slit that was pressed up against the straining material of Kirby's packer, anxious to be set unblock."Go ahead and ingest ‘ em off, Kirby. Amelia and I usually lounge naked in the hot tub, anyway. We'll articulation you."

With that, terrycloth pulled off his trunks and tossed them onto the spa pack of cards. He looked over at me with a wry smiling. I smiled back, and - still staring intently at Kirby's growing cock - I slipped out of my bikini bottoms and tossed them onto the deck.

With a huge grin, Kirby said,"Great idea !"And he let his boxer fall to the pack of cards, stepping out of them one foot at a time, then kicked them over next to my bathing cause on the deck….his growing dig and heavy nut sack swinging wildly between his legs as he did.

Instead of climbing back into the tub, Kirby sat on the border of the deck with his branch dangling into the piss, and his long shaft and lump release hanging over the side. I was impressed….his hawkshaw and nut pouch damn near reached all the way to the water supply ! With a smile, he said,"Amelia, you keep noticing my cock….maybe you'd like to do over here and take a closer look ?"

I glanced over at Terry, who had his own shaft in his hand and was slowly stroking it under the surface of the water. He smiled at me and nodded his foreland over at Kirby's dick with a blink. Given Terry's"OK ”, I moved closer to Kirby and that amazing prick - it was sticking out from his hips, but it wasn't fully hard, so it had a pacify downward crease to it….almost like the huge mushroom-shaped cloud promontory was weighing down the rest of the shaft.

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

With a sideways glance at terrycloth, I reached out and wrapped my good manus around his rod, and started stroking it….slowly at first base, but then in earnest. As predicted, it started growing in my paw, which encouraged me to pump it even more eagerly. As I jerked his growing cock, Kirby reached over and, with his hands on my shoulders, positioned me in between his legs so I was facing him directly….one helping hand jerking him off and the other massaging his suspension testis. 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 front yard ”, he said."I can't seem to admit my optic off these beauties."As he spoke he squeezed and groped my heavy hangers, then grabbed my tit between thumb and finger and pulled gently. I closed my center and moaned a little as an galvanising shiver ripped through my consistency from mammilla to clit. Still pumping his now fully erect 11"light beam, I said,"I've noticed."

Kirby smiled, and - releasing one of my boobs - he reached behind my headland and pulled my expression toward his congested prick. At this decimal point I didn't even view terry cloth's reaction, as I was now fully engrossed with this Brobdingnagian dick staring me in the cheek. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip of his cock in. I began bobbing my head up and down on his prick, all the clock time pumping the shaft with one paw and fondling his lump with the former. Kirby closed his eyes and moaned, still massaging my tits and tweaking my nipples.

I had completely lost cart track of Terry, but suddenly felt hands pulling my ramification apart under the urine. Terry had positioned himself behind me and between my leg. He used one of his workforce to line up his beautiful 8"cock with the opening move to my vagina, spreading my ass cheeks with the other for advantageously accession. With a big button, he shoved his bite deep into my bitch and started pumping it into and out of me with abandon.

The sense datum of sucking Kirby's monumental cock while he played with my teat, and having terry slamming his big dick into and out of my pussy from behind were overwhelming. I smiled around Kirby's shaft sliding into and out of my oral fissure, then let out a croaky groan as a massive orgasm racked my entire trunk. Kirby kept pushing my head up and down on his cadaver rod, and Terry kept pounding me from behind, as my climax washed over me, buckling my knees.

As I was enjoying the throe of my orgasm, Kirby suddenly grunted and shot a massive load of cum trench into my pharynx. He continued pumping his putz in and out of my mouth as he kept sending rope after rope of seminal fluid down my gorge. As I was struggling to accept all of Kirby's load, I felt Terry's script feverishly grab my hips as he rammed his cock hard into my slit with a moan, unleashing his own huge incumbrance of jizzm trench into my cunt. While Dame Alice Ellen Terry finished pumping his seed into my vagina, I continued stroking Kirby's softening gibe, pulling out every concluding drop curtain of cum and licking it off the tip of this cock.

Dame Alice Ellen Terry pulled his softening tool out of my pussy and sat back on the bench in the hot tub to captivate his breath. Meanwhile, I had finished cleaning Kirby's rooster, then stayed between his ramification, gently stroking - and occasionally licking - his softening shit. It was still vast, even as it slowly faded from completely stiff to semi-erect. Kirby kept softly massaging my mammilla and gently pinching my erect nipples, which just added to my post-climax enjoyment.

After several arcminute of coming down from our respective orgasms, Kirby said,"well, that was unexpected. But holy hoot that was fun !"

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

Kirby laughed, and lifting both of my bosom in his workforce for emphasis, said,"I'm definitely in !"

I stayed between Kirby's legs, stroking and fondling his peter and balls, for another 45 minutes, or so, as the three of us continued to chaffer, joke and drink our wine. When it was clock time for Kirby to go home, he got dressed on the spa deck. terry stayed in the hot tub, as I - still naked - walked Kirby through the house to the front door. As I opened the door for him to go away, 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 smattering of boob in each hand - said,"You estimable believe it."

After that day, Terry invited Kirby to dinner every 2 weeks, or so, for a repetition performance of our hot tub threesome. Positions periodically changed, but two things were always assured - I would be filled in multiple holes with 2 beautiful, big shaft, and I'd have at to the lowest degree two pose orgasms before we were done.

In between Terry's invitations, I often invited Kirby over during the day while my married man was at body of work so I could pay some exclusive attention to that massive prick of his. We usually ended up out on the spa deck or in the hot tub, but occasionally didn't make it off the couch in the living room. It didn't matter….every prison term was a tremendous orgasmic experience. His monster dick managed to hit all the right wing floater inside my bitch, and I seemed to come continuously until he finally went back to his house before Terry got home from oeuvre. I have to allow in - that hot tub sure turned out to be a great investing .