Spa time

I pull up to the house in an Uber—tipsy, flushed, and dripping with anticipation. All my holes are about to be filled, and I can barely contain the need pulsing between my legs.

As I step out, the night air kisses my skin. My hair is sleek and straight, eyes smoky and dark, red lipstick bold against my smile. Beneath my long coat, I’m wearing a black lace bra, a matching G-string, and tall black heels. Just enough to drive them wild.

I knock at the door. When it swings open, I’m met by four couples—every single one of them gorgeous. Lena and Chloe, both drop-dead stunning, grab me by the hand and lead me straight to the kitchen like I’m dessert.

Chloe pours me a glass of wine, but Lena doesn’t waste a second. She pulls me in by the hips, pressing her lips to mine with hungry urgency. Her voice is low and thick with desire as she whispers, “I want to lick your pussy right now.”

She slides my coat off, and I hear her groan softly. “Mmm... yum.”

Dropping to her knees, she pushes my G-string aside and gently drags her tongue over my clit. My head tilts back, a moan escaping as that first wet flick sends shivers through my body. Her tongue is soft, skilled, delicious.

Chloe glances over, smirking, and hands me my wine. “Couldn’t wait for me, huh?” she teases Lena, then leans in to kiss me. Her lips are warm, her tongue playful—she tastes like wine and want.

She unclips my bra and cups my breasts, squeezing and sucking, while I slide a hand up her dress. Her pussy is already soaked.

“Mmm, baby,” she moans, “you’re cheeky... don’t stop.”

I don’t. I slip a finger inside her, circling her clit while she rocks against my hand. It’s electric.

Just then, the guys walk in.

Ethan stops and grins. “What’s going on here?”

Lena giggles. “We didn’t feel like sharing... yet.”

Jake, standing behind Ethan, laughs. “I think this belongs in the spa.”

Lena and Chloe pull away reluctantly, and everyone moves outside. The heat of the spa cuts through the cool air, steam rising like foreplay.

As I step in, Jake doesn’t wait—he tears off my G-string, lifts me up, and sets me on the edge of the spa.

“I’m gonna eat your pussy so good you’ll beg me to stop,” he growls.

I laugh, teasing. “Lick away, dirty boy.”

His mouth is on me immediately, tongue flicking, sucking, burying itself in my soaked slit. I gasp and tangle my fingers in his hair, grinding into his face. His tongue feels unreal.

Across the spa, Lena and Chloe are taking turns kissing Ethan, their lips wet, tongues tangled. Lena catches sight of me and Jake and orders, “Chloe—do the same.” Chloe doesn't hesitate.

As I watch them, my clit pulses. I shove Jake’s face harder between my legs, crying out. He slips a finger into my pussy and I start to shake.

Ethan grabs Chloe from behind, fists her ponytail, and slams his thick cock into her dripping pussy. He fucks her like an animal—hard, fast, relentless—while she moans into Lena’s pussy.

Jake stands and kisses me. His mouth tastes like me. He pulls me into his lap, and I guide his cock into my cunt. I ride him hard, water splashing over the edge of the spa. I don’t care. His cock hits just right.

He groans, “Slow down, baby.”

But I can’t. I’m so close. He growls, grabs my waist, lifts me off, and sets me on my knees in front of him.

“Now suck it.”

I take his thick cock into my mouth, bobbing deep, grabbing his balls and stroking him with both hands. He groans, “Fuck—I’m gonna cum.”

I ram his cock down my throat, and when he explodes, I swallow every drop. He tastes so fucking good.

We sit back and sip our drinks, watching the others like a live porn show.

Now Ethan is sitting on the edge of the spa while Lena and Chloe kneel in front of him, sucking his cock together, switching off, kissing each other, moaning. It’s beautiful, filthy chaos.

Ethan grunts, “Open your mouths.”

The girls do. On their knees, tongues out, tits squeezed together. He cums all over them—faces, chests, mouths. They giggle and lick each other clean.

Jake leans in and says, “Mmm... that’s so fucking hot.”

I smirk. “Oh yeah. I’m just getting started.”

We soak in the spa for a while, passing drinks, touching under the water, whispers and looks passing between us.

Then someone says it.

“Let’s take this to the playroom...”