My gens is Amelia. My hubby, Terry, and I moved to a quiet neighbourhood in west Tennessee River about 12 years ago. We bought a beautiful footling theatre and, after moving in, decided to add a nice, big hot tub in the endorse chiliad, with a fairly tidy spa deck surrounding it. The theatre and hot tub were sodding 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 almost eventide. Actually, since I stayed dwelling 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 neighbor next to us moved out, and a kip down man moved in. We met our new neighbour, Kirby, while working in the front yard shortly after he moved in. He seemed like a nice guy, although he seemed to spend an awful lot of metre eyeing my mamilla and ass. I get it …… I have a nice rack. For a 35 yr old woman, I was in really safe shape, with innate, 36F knocker, a narrow waist, and a pert ass. With my long, blond hair and green center I tended to attract aid wherever I went, so being ogled was nil new. But Kirby's heart just seemed to linger on my chest a bit foresighted than to the highest degree. Terry didn't seem to note, though, and he and Kirby were becoming fast protagonist, 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, followed by some wine-colored in the hot tub. Kirby eagerly accepted, and after a skillful dinner party inside, the three of us headed out to the spa in the back yard. Terry and I had our bathing suits under our wearing apparel, so we stripped down to our suit of clothes and slipped into the spa. Kirby looked a bit sheepish, and said he hadn't worn a bathing lawsuit. All he had on under his clothes were packer shorts. Terry glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said,"No trouble, your boxers will be fine."To get him feel a picayune 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 as I settled in the spa.

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

Kirby noticed where my eyes were focused, and he seemed to revel in the unsaid tending for a few minute of arc before slipping into the water. Terry, however, seemed oblivious to what had caught my aid. Once Kirby was in the water system, with the bubbles from the blue jet obscuring everything below the aerofoil, we all sat around chatting, laughing and drinking wine-colored for a piece. Kirby's oculus kept shifting over to watch my wobbling bosom just above the control surface of the water, and my mind kept flashing back to what I saw in his boxers, now sitting just below the control surface of the water.

After sipping wine and chatting for a patch, Kirby said he needed to use the can, and climbed onto the pack of cards surrounding the spa. When he stood up, his wet boxers clung to his body like tissue theme, and they were just as transparent. I could see everything ! His cock still hung to one side down one leg of his bagger, but now I could see the outline of the top dog, the long, thick light beam draped off to one incline, and the weighed down ball firing hanging between his legs. Everything looked tremendous. Trying not to gaze, I glanced over at Terry, who finally seemed to acknowledge his admirer's huge dick and balls.

terry said,"Holy shit, Kirby. That's a massive 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 appearance you."

With my oculus still locked onto his great motherfucker, I pulled myself out of the hot tub…..my big tits wobbling and bouncing as I climbed onto the deck….and had him follow me into the house. As I walked beside him toward the toilet, I kept looking over at the outline of his cock through his boxer, completely mesmerized. Kirby noticed and said,"Your reaction is reasonably distinctive. virtually women 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 hand and placed it inside the dent 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 duration of the shot, and gently squeezing the tip. My bosom were still naked, and I could feel my nipple stiffening and my snatch getting moist, as I gently pumped his cock. 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 john. I'll see you back in the hot tub."

I returned to the hot tub, grabbed my chalk of wine, and slipped back into the water. When I was back in the spa, terry cloth said,"Did you see the size of it of Kirby's cock, Amelia ? holy dirt, that's a monster !"

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

Kirby came back out to the spa a few proceedings later and stood on the deck next to the hot tub. His huge member was semi-hard now, and pressing out against the framework of this bagger shorts along his pass on leg.

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

Terry noticed that I was, once again, locked onto the huge dick that was pressed up against the straining fabric of Kirby's boxers, queasy to be set free."Go ahead and take ‘ 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 putz - 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 boxers fall to the deck of cards, stepping out of them one foot at a time, then kicked them over succeeding to my bathing lawsuit on the deck….his growing shaft and heavy nut dismissal 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 legs dangling into the water, and his long irradiation and glob sack hanging over the side. I was impressed….his shaft and nut sack tinker's dam near reached all the way to the water ! With a smile, he said,"Amelia, you keep noticing my cock….maybe you'd like to issue forth over here and take a closer feel ?"

I glanced over at Terry, who had his own tool in his hired man and was slowly stroking it under the Earth's surface of the weewee. He smiled at me and nodded his head over at Kirby's dick with a blinking. 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 assuage downward Bend to it….almost like the immense mushroom-shaped cloud forefront was weighing down the rest of the shaft.

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

With a sideways glance at Terry, I reached out and wrapped my right manus around his rod, and started stroking it….slowly at first, but then in earnest. As predicted, it started growing in my hand, which encouraged me to pump it even more eagerly. As I jerked his growing cock, Kirby reached over and, with his hands on my articulatio humeri, positioned me in between his legs so I was facing him directly….one bridge player jerking him off and the other massaging his dangling testicles. Once I was between his leg, he reached down and - with a enceinte 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 make my eyes off these beauties."As he spoke he squeezed and groped my large hangers, then grabbed my nipples between thumb and fingerbreadth and pulled gently. I closed my eyes and moaned a little as an electric automobile chill ripped through my organic structure from tit to clit. Still pumping his now fully erect 11"scape, I said,"I've noticed."

Kirby smiled, and - releasing one of my pinhead - he reached behind my head and pulled my case toward his engorged cocksucker. At this point I didn't even deal Terry's reaction, as I was now fully engrossed with this huge dick staring me in the face. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip of his turncock in. I began bobbing my school principal up and down on his dick, all the clock time pumping the shaft with one paw and fondling his clod with the other. Kirby closed his eyes and moaned, still massaging my tits and tweaking my nipples.

I had completely lost caterpillar track of Dame Ellen Terry, but suddenly felt men pulling my branch apart under the piss. Terry had positioned himself behind me and between my ramification. He used one of his hands to blood line up his beautiful 8"dick with the opening to my vagina, spreading my ass cheeks with the other for honorable admission. With a big pushing, he shoved his dickhead deep into my snatch and started pumping it into and out of me with abandon.

The sensory faculty of sucking Kirby's massive cock while he played with my tits, and having Dame Alice Ellen Terry slamming his big cock into and out of my pussy from behind were overwhelming. I smiled around Kirby's barb sliding into and out of my mouth, then let out a guttural groan as a massive orgasm racked my entire body. Kirby kept pushing my head up and down on his stiff rod, and terry kept pounding me from can, as my sexual climax washed over me, buckling my knees.

As I was enjoying the throes of my orgasm, Kirby suddenly grunted and shot a massive load of cum deep into my throat. He continued pumping his dick in and out of my mouthpiece as he kept sending rope after rope of come down my gullet. As I was struggling to swallow all of Kirby's encumbrance, I felt terrycloth's hands feverishly grab my rose hip as he rammed his cock hard into my pussy with a moan, unleashing his own immense load of jizzm oceanic abyss into my cunt. While Terry finished pumping his seed into my vagina, I continued stroking Kirby's softening ray, pulling out every live on drib of cum and licking it off the tip of this cock.

Terry pulled his softening dick out of my puss and sat back on the terrace in the hot tub to catch his breather. Meanwhile, I had finished cleaning Kirby's dick, then stayed between his legs, gently stroking - and occasionally licking - his softening prick. It was still huge, even as it slowly faded from completely stiff to semi-erect. Kirby kept softly massaging my tits and gently pinching my erect tit, which just added to my post-climax enjoyment.

After several minutes of coming down from our respective orgasms, Kirby said,"fountainhead, that was unexpected. But holy son of a bitch that was fun !"

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

Kirby laughed, and lifting both of my boobs in his hired man for emphasis, said,"I'm definitely in !"

I stayed between Kirby's peg, stroking and fondling his rooster and orchis, for another 45 minutes, or so, as the three of us continued to chat, joke and drink our wine. When it was time for Kirby to go family, he got dressed on the spa deck. Dame Alice Ellen 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 allow, I reached down and squeezed his flaccid…..but still huge….cock through his pant and said,"We will definitely be seeing you again, right ?"

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

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

In between Dame Ellen Terry's invitations, I often invited Kirby over during the day while my husband was at body of work so I could pay some exclusive attention to that monolithic dickhead 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 couch in the support way. It didn't matter….every meter was a tremendous orgasmic experience. His monster dick managed to hit all the rightfulness office inside my cunt, and I seemed to come continuously until he finally went back to his theatre before Terry got home from work. I have to admit - that hot tub sure turned out to be a nifty investment .