by JC Steele
As if she read my mind, she stopped jerking me off and yanked my suit down past my knees. She climbed up and sat on my lap with her back to me. My stiff cock bumped around in the general area of her ass and cunt before she corralled it. She held my penis as she mounted it.
I inhaled deeply as she slid down my shaft. She braced her self on my knees as she bounced up and down. She would clench her cunt muscles around me and made me feel like the luckiest man on earth.
Up and down she went as I reached around and played with her body. I would rub her clit and then on to her breasts with the incredible nipples. And then back again.
She kept going and going. I was momentarily startled when I heard voices from the path. I was afraid she'd stop and the ride would be over but she didn't. Not even when the two old ladies peeked around and saw us. They had to know what we were up to. I mean she was bouncing up and down on my lap!
They turned around and went back the way they came without so much as a pause in her rhythm. I grabbed onto her hips as her ass danced on my crotch. Holy fuck, I thought as she clenched again. I was so glad I decided to come down to Florida!
Oh my god. I was about to come. And not just any old way. It was going to look like a geyser of semen. Old Faithful. They would have to close the hot tub for months for refurbishment.
I managed to brush her dark hair back from her ear and gasp, "I'm going to come!"
She just gave a half turn of her head and smiled. "Go ahead," she said.
She bounced faster and clenched again. I moaned and that was it. I shuddered and tensed up. I felt my cock pumping hot semen into her opening. And it keep coming as she kept riding.
When I was done, she popped off. She gathered her bikini bottom that I finally noticed was floating around. She put it on under the water, smiled at me and climbed out of the tub. Holy shit. I got my first look at her body. It was incredible. The hot water dripped from all the right places. I wanted to fuck her again. My cock even stiffened a bit even though it was completely spent.
She grabbed a towel and wrapped herself up in it. I blurted out, "Will you marry me?" She laughed, waved and walked away.
***
I shivered back to the room and ran in the bathroom to have a hot shower. I thought about her in there and instantly became hard again. I started to jerk off when there was a knock on the bathroom door. "What?"
It was my roommate. "Dude you're not going to believe what happened to me," he said.
I really didn't give a shit. But he continued anyway. "There was this babe in the hot tub..."
My heart stopped as he said it. I pushed the shower curtain back and looked at him. "What did you say?"
"I fucked some girl in the hot tub. She looked like a supermodel."
I stood there listening to his story. When it finally sunk in, I spent the better part of an hour soaping up my crotch.
***
We went out and got shitfaced on Duval Street. I told him my story and he couldn't believe it either. As we got drunker and drunker, we came up with a plan. We would spend the time before the wedding the next day trying to track her down. Maybe she'd fuck us again.
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Hung over the next day, our search didn't go very well. She was nowhere to be found. We even sat in that nasty hot tub for hours but lightning never strikes the same place twice. (Of course it does that's why we were there!) As we sat in the hot tub, I dozed off and dreamed about fucking her. When I woke up though she wasn't there. My buddy gave me a strange look before he bailed out to get ready for the wedding.
***
The last place I wanted to be was at the stupid ceremony. I still wanted to find that hot tub supermodel sexual deviant I enjoyed meeting. I could tell my buddy in the seat next to me was thinking the same thing. As the music started and the wedding party started filing in I whispered to him, "Wouldn't it be funny if she was in the wedding party?"
***
Sometimes these things are easier to spot in hindsight. After you've had some time to reflect on things. Let me just say they are not always so easy to spot in the heat of the moment. Or in the heat of a long weekend when more blood is circulating to your erection than your brain.
At the time, I was shocked to see her. Walking down the aisle escorted by a man I assumed to be her father. Wearing all white.
Never in my life did I want to jerk off more during a wedding ceremony. I was waiting for the part where they ask if anyone has any reason to stop the wedding to come forth. I was actually considering it. But it never came up. I guess that's just for weddings on TV.
So we stood there and watch as our old friend from college married the hottie we fucked in the hot tub.
***
At the reception, we sat in the corner drinking and watching her from across the room. It was done, she was already married. Time to let it go. But I was drinking and towards the end I got up the nerve to talk to her.
I asked to cut in on a slow dance she was doing with some dirty uncle. He wasn't too happy about it but she smiled and was gracious so fuck him.
"Do you remember me?" I asked quietly as we danced.
"Of course I do," she said.
"Do you remember my buddy in the corner over there?"
She glanced his way and said, "I remember lots of things."
I didn't know what to make of that so I blurted out, "That was the best time I ever had in a hot tub."
She smiled as I got a tap on the shoulder by her new husband. "Thanks for coming to our wedding," she said to me as he cut in and they danced away.
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