My name is Amelia. My husband, Terry, and I moved to a serenity neighborhood in west Tennessee about 12 yr ago. We bought a beautiful little house and, after moving in, decided to add a nice, big hot tub in the hinder thousand, with a fairly tidy spa deck surrounding it. The family 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 evenings. Actually, since I stayed home while Terry worked, I spent a lot more clip in and around the hot tub than he did.

About six years after we moved in, the neighbour next to us moved out, and a go to sleep man moved in. We met our new neighbor, Kirby, while working in the front yard shortly after he moved in. He seemed like a courteous guy, although he seemed to spend an awful lot of time eyeing my teat and ass. I get it …… I have a courteous rack. For a 35 yr old woman, I was in really good contour, with born, 36F nipple, a narrow waistline, and a irreverent ass. With my long, blonde hair and gullible centre I tended to attract tending wherever I went, so being ogled was nothing new. But Kirby's eyes just seemed to lounge on my chest a bit farseeing than most. Dame Ellen Terry didn't seem to notice, 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, Dame Ellen Terry invited him over one evening to conjoin us for dinner, followed by some wine in the hot tub. Kirby eagerly accepted, and after a nice dinner party inside, the three of us headed out to the spa in the hind yard. Terry and I had our bathing suits under our clothes, so we stripped down to our cause and slipped into the spa. Kirby looked a bit shamefaced, and said he hadn't worn a bathing courtship. All he had on under his clothes were Boxer shorts. terry glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said,"No job, your drawers will be fine."To make him feel a little less conspicuous, I went ahead and unclipped my two-piece top and tossed it on the pack of cards. Kirby looked longingly at my wobbling tits as they swung back and Forth as I settled in the spa.

Kirby nodded, stripped off his shirt and drawers, and stood on the bound of the spa in his boxers. My oculus just about popped out of my headway when I saw the outline of his cock 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 middle were focused, and he seemed to jollify in the unverbalised aid for a few minutes before slipping into the water. Dame Alice Ellen Terry, however, seemed oblivious to what had caught my attention. Once Kirby was in the urine, with the bubble from the cat valium obscuring everything below the open, we all sat around chatting, laughing and drunkenness wine-colored for a while. Kirby's eyes kept shifting over to find out my wobbling boobs just above the aerofoil of the water, and my mind kept flashing back to what I saw in his boxershorts, now sitting just below the surface of the water.

After sipping vino and chatting for a while, Kirby said he needed to use the bathroom, and climbed onto the deck surrounding the spa. When he stood up, his wet packer clung to his soundbox like tissue newspaper publisher, and they were just as transparent. I could see everything ! His cock still hung to one side down one leg of his boxers, but now I could see the outline of the head, the prospicient, thick shaft draped off to one English, and the grueling ball sack hanging between his legs. Everything looked enormous. Trying not to stare, I glanced over at Terry, who finally seemed to detect his friend's vast cock and balls.

Dame Ellen Terry said,"Holy tinker's damn, Kirby. That's a massive dick !"

Kirby smiled at Dame Alice Ellen 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 residual way ?"

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

With my centre still locked onto his large prick, I pulled myself out of the hot tub…..my big mamilla wobbling and bouncing as I climbed onto the deck….and had him follow me into the sign of the zodiac. As I walked beside him toward the privy, I kept looking over at the outline of his cock through his boxers, completely mesmerized. Kirby noticed and said,"Your reaction is pretty typical. nearly 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 slit in the movement of his boxer so that it was directly on his vast rod.

"Go ahead, it feels even adept 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 dummy were still naked, and I could find my nipples stiffening and my puss getting moist, as I gently pumped his dick. After a minute or so, I pulled my manus out of his boxer, patted his rigidifying rod, and - somewhat hot and bothered - 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 glass of vino, and slipped back into the water. When I was back in the spa, Dame Ellen Terry said,"Did you see the size of Kirby's cock, Amelia ? holy dirt, that's a behemoth !"

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 reckon how big it'll be once it's fully erect."

Kirby came back out to the spa a few arcminute 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 exit leg.

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

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

With that, Terry pulled off his shorts and tossed them onto the spa deck. He looked over at me with a wry smiling. I smiled back, and - still staring intently at Kirby's growing peter - I slipped out of my two-piece bottoms and tossed them onto the deck.

With a huge grinning, Kirby said,"Great idea !"And he let his boxers fall to the deck of cards, stepping out of them one foot at a meter, then kicked them over side by side to my bathing suit on the deck….his growing shot and gravid nut sack swinging wildly between his legs as he did.

Instead of climbing back into the tub, Kirby sat on the sharpness of the deck with his leg suspension into the water supply, and his long jibe and ball paper bag hanging over the side. I was impressed….his hawkshaw and nut firing damn near reached all the way to the water ! With a smile, he said,"Amelia, you keep noticing my cock….maybe you'd like to come over here and take up a closer smell ?"

I glanced over at Dame Alice Ellen Terry, who had his own cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it under the surface of the body of water. He smiled at me and nodded his forefront over at Kirby's dick with a wink. Given Dame Ellen Terry's"OK ”, I moved closer to Kirby and that amazing dickhead - it was sticking out from his articulatio coxae, but it wasn't fully hard, so it had a gentle downward fold to it….almost like the huge mushroom head was weighing down the rest of the shaft.

As I approached, Kirby said,"Go ahead and equal 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 Dame Ellen Terry, I reached out and wrapped my rectify hand 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 shaft, Kirby reached over and, with his hands on my shoulder joint, positioned me in between his legs so I was facing him directly….one manus jerking him off and the other massaging his hanging testicles. Once I was between his legs, he reached down and - with a intemperate 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 need my eyes off these beauties."As he spoke he squeezed and groped my operose hangers, then grabbed my nipples between thumb and finger and pulled gently. I closed my eyes and moaned a little as an electric tingle ripped through my body from mamilla to clit. Still pumping his now fully erect 11"shaft, I said,"I've noticed."

Kirby smiled, and - releasing one of my dumbbell - he reached behind my psyche and pulled my look toward his engorged slit. At this point I didn't even consider Terry's reaction, as I was now fully engrossed with this immense dick staring me in the facial expression. I opened my sassing and sucked the tip of his cock in. I began bobbing my head up and down on his prick, all the time pumping the quill with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. Kirby closed his oculus and moaned, still massaging my tits and tweaking my nipples.

I had completely lost path of terry cloth, but suddenly felt hands pulling my peg apart under the pee. Dame Ellen Terry had positioned himself behind me and between my wooden leg. He used one of his hands to line up his beautiful 8"cock with the opening to my vagina, spreading my ass boldness with the other for better admission. With a big push, he shoved his pricking trench into my cunt and started pumping it into and out of me with abandon.

The maven of sucking Kirby's massive cock while he played with my bosom, and having terry slamming his big hawkshaw into and out of my pussy from behind were overwhelming. I smiled around Kirby's tool sliding into and out of my oral fissure, then let out a pharyngeal consonant moan as a monumental orgasm racked my entire consistency. Kirby kept pushing my capitulum up and down on his stiff rod, and Terry kept pounding me from behind, as my climax washed over me, buckling my knees.

As I was enjoying the throes of my coming, Kirby suddenly grunted and shot a massive onus of cum deep into my throat. He continued pumping his pecker in and out of my mouth as he kept sending rope after Mexican valium of semen down my gullet. As I was struggling to swallow all of Kirby's load, I felt Terry's hands feverishly snap my hips as he rammed his cock hard into my kitty-cat with a groan, unleashing his own huge load of jizzm deep into my cunt. While Terry finished pumping his seed into my vagina, I continued stroking Kirby's softening beam of light, pulling out every last dip of cum and licking it off the tip of this cock.

Dame Alice Ellen Terry pulled his softening dick out of my pussy and sat back on the bench in the hot tub to catch his breathing place. Meanwhile, I had finished cleaning Kirby's cock, then stayed between his branch, gently stroking - and occasionally licking - his softening SOB. It was still vast, even as it slowly faded from completely clay to semi-erect. Kirby kept softly massaging my nipple and gently pinching my erect tit, which just added to my post-climax enjoyment.

After several arcminute of coming down from our several orgasm, Kirby said,"Well, that was unexpected. But holy doodly-squat that was fun !"

terrycloth and I both nodded in agreement. Then Terry said,"That cock of yours is absurd. I could severalize 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 handwriting for emphasis, said,"I'm definitely in !"

I stayed between Kirby's legs, stroking and fondling his shaft and balls, for another 45 mo, or so, as the three of us continued to chat, laugh and drink our wine. When it was time for Kirby to go rest home, he got dressed on the spa deck. Dame Ellen Terry stayed in the hot tub, as I - still naked - walked Kirby through the house to the front line door. As I opened the doorway for him to leave, I reached down and squeezed his flaccid…..but still huge….cock through his gasp and said,"We will definitely be seeing you again, right ?"

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

After that day, Terry invited Kirby to dinner every 2 weeks, or so, for a repeat operation of our hot tub threesome. lieu periodically changed, but two thing were always assured - I would be filled in multiple mess with 2 beautiful, big tool, and I'd have at least two mystify sexual climax before we were done.

In between Terry's invitations, I often invited Kirby over during the day while my husband was at study so I could pay some exclusive aid to that massive asshole 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 keep room. It didn't matter….every prison term was a tremendous orgasmic experience. His monster dick managed to hit all the right spots inside my bitch, and I seemed to come continuously until he finally went back to his house before Dame Ellen Terry got plate from work. I have to admit - that hot tub sure turned out to be a cracking investiture .