August 17th, 2018 
Anonymous 
Hot Tub
There has always been something so relaxing about a hot tub. However, once you’ve had a personal Top Five climax in one, you’ll look at them differently. I now view them with bright eyes, damp panties and a delicious shiver running up my spine.
My hot tub experience happened at a swing club on a cold Saturday night in November.
I first met Victor at the bar; he was tall, dark, and obviously interested. How did I know this? He was dressed like every other guy at the bar, with a white towel wound around his waist, and locker key on an elastic band around his wrist. The “obviously interested” came from the tent in his towel about a foot below his waist. After some witty flirting and a dance or three, we decided to hit the hot tub.
Our playground consisted of four hot tubs, about thirty feet between them and arranged in a square, within a privacy-fenced outdoor courtyard. The frigid air forced a mad dash from the building door to our chosen tub. We then dropped our towels and got in the warm water as quickly as possible. We had the whole area to ourselves — apparently, no one else was willing (or crazy enough?) to brave the frosty air to reach the warmth of the tubs.
Once in the tub, he had me float with his hand supporting the small of my back
Victor moved me slowly through the bubbling flood. My body, mostly submerged in the toasty tank, reveled in the feel of silky water sliding along my skin and stimulating every nerve ending. Only my face, my knees, and my diamond-hard nipples were exposed to the glacial air. Victor then placed his head between my legs and used his talented tongue to lave every sensitive area and brought me to a magnificent and very memorable crest.
I’d certainly love a steamy wet fantasy in a hot tub with you. Do you have an even better idea? Mention this hot tub blog entry for a free five minutes added to any paid call.
Linda
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