Hot Tub Heaven, Redux

by bonerdoc

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Lesbian, Heterosexual, Fiction, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Squirting, Water Sports, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: The hot tub is the site of another encounter with a beautiful lesbian professor who wants to know why one of her students is so enamored by my sexual techniques.

When I shared a true story about the hot tub in the Astoria Holiday Inn Hotel, I barely believed it myself but it actually happened in 2009. Ben & Cheryl were the sexy couple whom I met in the hot tub there at the hotel. I fingered Cheryl to two huge climaxes as her husband sat next to us, not knowing that he was secretly watching the whole time. Then when he joined her three kids in the pool, she jacked my cock with them only a few feet away. She stroked me hungrily until a huge load of cum began boiling out of my balls. She kept pumping and just leaned over and sucked all the jizz right out of my cock head, swallowing as much as she could. We eventually got together for an incredible threesome. We ate, licked, jerked and sucked each other all night. I even tongued her asshole as she jerked Ben's dick and I was rewarded by her having five giant orgasms. Ben blew his third load while he was sucking all the juice out of her pussy, then he ate my cum too. We agreed to continue the arrangement back in Portland once I discovered that she was multi-orgasmic, that her husband enjoyed watching his wife be eaten out, and that we both enjoyed licking her asshole as much as she enjoyed having it licked.

Over the next couple of years we continued our ménage-a-trois as I worked my Astoria medical practice two days a week and my group practice in Portland the other days. Then Ben was transferred to Milwaukee so we had to resort to Skype webcam sessions where Ben would eat her pussy or ass as she sucked his cock and I would jack off onto the computer for them while they watched me. Eventually it became too difficult to maintain the relationship so we ended up just sending each other yearly Christmas cards with lewd pictures enclosed. What a shame to see it end but what an incredible time while it lasted.

I still don't think they know that during this period, their sixteen year-old daughter, Angie, eventually found out about us and came to confront me at my home. She had a request that I teach her a few things of a sexual nature that we were doing and that she wanted to try. She was a vixen, horny as hell, just like her mother.

She graduated High School and had enrolled at Portland State when her folks got the notice to move east. She decided to stay in Portland so she found an apartment with two of the three girl friends from her group but, when she wanted cock ... often I soon learned ... she would come and stay with me. What a contrast, a middle age guy having raunchy sex with a late teen. Actually, the relationship worked out great since she was keeping me young and I was keeping her satisfied. On school breaks or long weekends all the girls would use my place to crash from school since I had both a functional sauna and my own hot tub. Plus I let them enjoy my wet bar, with the proviso that they would never confess that I was supporting their underage drinking. I strictly forbade any wild parties however ... other than those when I could enjoy the sex with one, two or all three girls at my pad.

Anyway, now it was early in 2012 and I was passing my 150th stay at the Holiday Inn, the event memorialized by them with a free night in their Executive Suite and a basket of treats. I was thankful but it really was no big deal since I had to stay somewhere and they had a great free breakfast, a killer hot tub and some excellent porn on their cable channels. I stay every Monday and most Tuesday nights, eat in town and sometimes scout out the available singles or recently dumped women. Since I have a boatload of money from a wrongful-death suit I won because my wife was killed and also since I am licensed to practice medicine, women flock to me. I am very selective and want sex but only sex, so on many nights I just eat and return to my room to beat off.

Tonight was one of those nights. And tomorrow was my birthday too..."Crap," I realized, "I am turning 55 with two grown and gone kids, a dead wife and a medical practice." So, I ate a burger at the Wet Dog Saloon along with two flagons of their excellent Poop Deck Porter, chatted up my waitress who let me know she was available by giving me her cell number and a smiley face on my receipt, then returned to my room. I put on my trunks and headed down to the hot tub to soak for a while before returning to the masturbatory salon my room becomes every week. Did I mention the Holiday Inn has great porn? The pool area was empty--Yea! I sank into the bubbling steamy waters and closed my eyes. After no more than five minutes, my reverie was interrupted by a woman's voice, "Excuse me, sir."

I opened my eyes and beheld a goddess leaning over the tub edge. She was a red head, long flowing hair hanging over her shoulders and a set of tits that made my eyes bug out, green eyes and a smattering of freckles over her cheeks. She had an oversized sweatshirt over a pair of short shorts and toned legs ending in gorgeous feet with pink toenail polish on her delicate toes. I couldn't tell about her waist or hips with the attire but she presented me a close-up view of a nice camel-toe in the crotch of her shorts. The overall effect was stunning as I gulped and said, "Hi. Can I help you?"

"That depends," she smiled. "Are you Rob White? Doctor Rob White?"

"Oh, oh!" I thought. "Is she someone I met recently and should remember? Is she from the hospital looking for urgent medical consultation? Is she a spurned lover I bedded years ago and is now seeking revenge? Who the hell knew but, with her beauty, I should have remembered her even if years had passed.

"Yes, I am he," I replied, wiping my eyes with a towel.

"I hope I can call you Rob," she smiled broadly as she squatted down in front of me, making the camel-toe extremely prominent and right at face level. I almost reached out my hand to caress the muff in view. Then she said, "You don't know me, but we have a mutual friend who told me that I needed to get to know you."

"And who might that be?" I replied, trying to look away from her pussy and failing.

"Angie Morgan," she said as she reached up and pulled her sweatshirt over her head, exposing a pair of drop-dead beautiful tits, encased in the thinnest and skimpiest bikini top I had ever seen. Then, before I could catch my breath, she shimmied out of her shorts, dropped them around her ankles and stepped out of them to reveal her suit bottoms, a sling with barely enough fabric to cover her mound and a thin thread running between her ass cheeks. "You don't mind if I join you?" she smiled as she stepped into the water. I beheld her lovely full lips and brilliant white teeth as she smiled and then gave a full laugh with a sweet voice saying, "You need to catch your breath, Rob."

"Uh ... uh ... uh," I stammered, not able to think clearly any longer as I watched this goddess glide into the tub. My cock had been gradually awakening as I sat in the swirling hot water but now stood at full attention, straining against the confines of my trunks as I watched her lithe long legs step in next to me.

"My name is Beth Jacobs," she finally said as she slid onto the bench right next to me, our thighs pressing into each other. It wasn't like there was no room for us to sit near each other without touching but she clearly wanted the fleshly contact. "I am Angie's Psychology teacher at Portland State," she began. "Angie has been in my Freshman Psych 100 class all semester and she is such a cute bubbly kid that I couldn't help but notice her."

I was enthralled by her voice, the accent suggested Australia but not completely that. I wanted her to continue speaking and pressing her leg against mine. Actually I wanted her to press my boner sitting just a few inches from her fingers so I asked, "Where are you from originally?"

"My folks emigrated from Sydney when I was eight. Do you recognize my accent?" she replied.

"I do and I love the sound of it. I have been waiting for a sabbatical from my practice to take a temporary medical position in Australia," I answered. "So far, it hasn't happened but I still have a few years left on this old body."

"Anyway," I continued, "Angie gave you my name?"

"Yes, but this whole encounter today has to be our secret," she replied. "She must not know I sought you out. I like to get closer to certain of my students during the semester and Angie caught my fancy early on. I asked her for a coffee date, then had her over to my home for some wine and to better get to know her. I know she's a minor, but I give my 'special kids' a taste of booze since I know they're drinking on campus anyway. They might as well learn to enjoy classic wines instead of the rot gut the frat boys serve, often laced with Roofies."

"Well, I certainly won't tell anyone your secret, Beth," I added. I actually had a number of secrets of my own regarding Angie that I don't want to be shared.

"So, that's why I'm here," she said as she smiled wickedly. "To be perfectly honest, Angie is still maturing in her sexuality and I was privileged to help her explore some aspects of her sex life that she hadn't been able to experience yet."

What an erection deflator she'd turned out to be. I just couldn't believe that this beautiful woman was a dike. "OK, I know where this is going," I stated. "You have introduced her to the lesbian lifestyle which she now loves and you're here to brag about it!"

She grinned and then said, "Why Dr. White, I think you of all people should realize by now that Angie is bisexual and is very thankful that she has had some of her greatest early sexual experiences with you and her girl friends. She talks about you constantly when we are trying something that is new for her."

I was flabbergasted to hear this twenty-something PSU professor talk openly about my sexual escapades with a minor. My 'lessons' with Angie initially had to have been kept private both for legal reasons as well as that her parents not find out. Even though she was now of legal age and her parents lived in another state, I still wanted secrecy to remain. Over the months that we were together I taught her what it felt like to have her pussy eaten and to have us pee on each other, although I also drank her piss to show her there was nothing taboo about that act. After trying the things she originally feared might be perverted, she eventually relaxed and we had some incredible experiences. She wanted to have the full deal from someone with experience and knew that her mom was ecstatic with my treatment. Later we had safe sex so that she could experience what it felt like to have a huge prick completely filling her up. She had no interest in the immature boys in her High School.

We pledged to keep these lessons secret but I soon found out that she had blabbed to her closest friends and she shocked me to no end by bringing three of them over to experience from me the same things that she had. Eventually that led to several incredible sessions of water sports, sucking and even ass licking. But here was Angie's college teacher knowing all this stuff that I assumed was shared only between Angie, her three friends and me. Now I feared everyone would know and I'd be ruined professionally. The Oregon Medical Board takes a dim view of one of their licensees having sex with a minor. So does the Multnomah County District Attorney.

I was fucked with a capital F, big time.

"Rob," she smiled. "I can see from your expression that you are worried about what I know. Please don't be. Here's what Angie has shared with me. You had oral sex with her and her closest friends, you guys all peed on each other and eventually you popped Angie's cherry. I also think she said you liked to use your tongue in various places."

She knew every damn thing we'd done. Yep, I was truly fucked.

She finished by saying, "Rob, I will never share your secrets with anyone. I came down here today to tell you that I think you are incredible and I'm actually jealous. Angie is a fabulous lover and I am thrilled by her sexuality. I have you to thank for her early experiences which taught her to explore the whole gamut of her sexuality without fear or shame."

Oops, here comes my cock, springing up again as I thought about what she'd just said. I had a sudden vision of Angie, bent over at the waist holding her ankles and shaking from yet another climax, with my tongue deep in her ass. My god, was my cock ever throbbing now. "So, you have bedded Angie and learned her secrets," I said. "But, you're here to tell me there are no hard feelings? That I was a good teacher but you've taken over now? Well, don't worry, Beth, I have no hard feelings about you now eating her pussy instead of me. And you have now given me a huge erection thinking about this whole situation and remembering how tasty Angie was."

"Well, we shouldn't let our hard feelings keep us from feeling hard ons," she laughed at her clever word play.

But I wasn't listening any longer since, while she was speaking, she'd reached over and was rubbing my erect cock through my trunks. "So this is why Angie was so pleased with her first experience with the opposite sex," she grinned as she felt along the length of my cock. "Rob, you have an amazingly large cock from what I can feel. Let's see what it looks like." She reached both hands over to my hips and pulled my trunks right down over my thighs, my calves and down onto my feet. Of course, I lifted up my feet to allow them to slip off. She grasped my boner with both hands as she said, "Wow, this is more than I expected. What is it ... nine inches long? And so thick."

I looked at her and said, "Yes on both accounts, but why would a lesbian care about prick sizes?"

"Oh, I'm not strictly a lesbian," she smiled at me. "I like to take pleasure wherever I can find it. How about you?" she continued smiling as she slowly stroked me from base to tip, stopping at the tip to rub her thumb over the head. "Does this give you pleasure?"

I suddenly had a vision of another woman, Angie's mom Cheryl, stroking my cock in this very hot tub the first time I met her. It felt as great with Beth now as it did then with Cheryl's hands. "Oooh yes, that feels wonderful," I groaned, trying to make the feeling last but knowing the swirling hot water and this goddess would soon bring me off.

As Beth continued slowly pumping my dick, I began replaying all the Morgan family episodes in my mind. I especially remembered the fateful evening when Angie caught me during a phone sex encounter I had with her mom, where Cheryl had a huge orgasm with a bottle of lube stuck in her pussy. That led her to track me down and confront me about the sexual relationship I had with both parents. But Angie was not angry with me, she was just incredibly curious about things sexual and knew that I had the experience she needed to teach her. She was a virgin and had never had actual intercourse nor even experienced anything besides masturbating, as well as occasionally joining her three best friends as they all masturbated themselves. I almost had a heart attack the night she showed up at my home asking me to eat her pussy just so she could feel what it felt like. Of course, I obliged her desire only to find that she was also curious about urine and what it felt like. So we peed on each other and I actually sucked the pee out of her pussy just to show her there was nothing verboten about that act.

Even though this was strictly taboo, she was sixteen after all, I was willing to show her how tender a lover could be. I knew as soon as she hit college she'd meet guys who wanted her snatch just to please themselves and I wanted her to know there were still gentlemen in the world who would cherish what she had to offer. But I prayed that these lessons would be kept from her parents since I was still sucking and fucking her mother and her father was getting off watching me please her mom. It would be a real shame to ruin these delicious sessions with her parents.

As far as I knew, Angie, kept her promise and never divulged our relationship to her parents. Too bad the same couldn't be said about not telling her three friends. She was so delighted to find that sex was wonderful and that nothing which felt good was taboo that she blabbed right away to them. Those girls were insatiable and damn near wore me out during, not one, but multiple sessions.

So, I was dreaming about all of this while Beth kept stroking my cock. She reached down and I could see her pull aside her thong and then three fingers disappeared into her cunt. "I think you're about to cum," she said, "I can feel your cock throbbing in time with my strokes." She lifted my hips and engulfed my cock head in her mouth as she said, "Cum a lot, Rob, I need to taste your hot jizz right now." She stroked harder as she kept time with her fingers in her snatch. Soon she jerked and exclaimed, "Ooooh yessss, Rob, I'm cumming ... are you?"

As I felt my balls boil, I shot a tremendous wad of jizz out of my prick head and screamed, "Aaaaaagh ... eat it all ... suck it all down you sexy bitch!" Wow! I don't think I've ever unloaded quite so much but she kept swallowing and stroking until my balls were drained. Oh, my god, that felt wonderful. I laughed as I realized here was a lesbo who enjoyed eating my cum.

"Wow," she exclaimed, licking her lips. "What a huge load of spunk you shoot. Do you always release that much in a single orgasm?"

I said, "Consider the source. You suck like a pro and your stroking technique is excellent. But, no, I haven't shot that much cum in a long while. Are you sure you're a lesbian?" I asked laughing.

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