Skinny-dipping
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Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - An evening of playing video games turns into a sexual adventure when my girlfriend Laura shows up and suggests we go skinny-dipping
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Group Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Nudism
Laura doesn’t waste a second. She strips off her clothes in quick, efficient movements, tossing them onto one of the sleek lounge chairs. She stands there, naked and glorious, her breasts rising with each breath, her pussy lips visibly swollen with arousal. The colored lights play across her bare skin like living art.
She turns and sashays toward the bubbling water. “Into the hot tub, boys,” she calls back over her shoulder. “Time to see which one of you gets to fuck me.”
I strip down, my cock springing free with almost embarrassing eagerness. Eric’s right beside me, his impressive length already fully hard, bobbing slightly as he walks. Chris gets naked with less hesitation than before, his earlier release apparently having taken the edge off his nerves.
We climb the steps to the hot tub, the warm water enveloping us like a liquid embrace. The contrast between the cool night air and the heated water sends shivers racing across my skin. Laura waits for all of us to get seated, the bubbles swirling around her breasts, occasionally revealing and concealing her nipples in a maddening dance.
“Here’s how this works,” she explains. “I’m going to ask each of you one question. Answer honestly. The one who gives me the answer I’m looking for wins.”
Chris shifts nervously beside me, the water sloshing against the sides. “What if we all give the same answer?”
“Then no one gets to fuck me,” Laura replies with a shrug. “But somehow, I don’t think that’s going to happen.”
Eric leans back against the edge of the tub, spreading his arms along the rim with infuriating confidence. “Alright, let’s do this. What’s the question?”
Laura holds up a finger. “One at a time. And no interrupting each other.” Her eyes sweep over us, lingering on each of our faces in turn. “Eric, you first. Why do you want to fuck me?”
Eric doesn’t hesitate, that cocky smile spreading across his face. “Because you’re the hottest woman I’ve ever seen, and I’ve been thinking about fucking you since the moment I saw you. I want to know what those lips feel like wrapped around my cock, and I want to hear you call out my name when I make you cum.”
Laura’s expression doesn’t change, but I notice her thighs press together slightly beneath the water. “Interesting,” she murmurs. “Very direct.”
She turns to Chris, who has the look of the student in class who hasn’t done the homework. “Chris, same question. Why do you want to fuck me?”
Chris blushes, looks down into the water, and speaks shyly. “I ... um ... want...” he pauses a beat, considering. “Honestly?” he takes in a breath. “I’ve had a crush on you since Jay first introduced us. You’re beautiful, yeah, but it’s more than that; it’s the way you pay attention to me. Earlier, when you ... you know, um...” He trails off, swallowing hard before gathering himself, voice trembling but honest. “When you made me cum, it ... I don’t know, it made me feel special, I guess? Wanted. Like I’m not just a tag-along. I want to fuck you because you make me feel good about myself.”
Laura’s expression softens, a quick flash of sadness in her eyes, before giving way to something warmer. “That’s really sweet, Chris,” she says softly.
Then her gaze lands on me, and suddenly the weight of this moment crashes down on my shoulders. My girlfriend is asking me to compete with my best friend and my coworker for the right to have sex with her. This ... is ... fucking ... insane.
“Jay?” Laura prompts, her voice gentle but insistent. “Why do you want to fuck me?”
I think about Chris and Eric’s answers, try to determine what she wants to hear, what calculated response will win the contest, but then decide to just answer her honestly, and let what happens, happen.
“To make you feel good,” I say, the words coming out before I can overthink them. “Because I love watching you lose control. I love the way your breath catches right before you cum, the way your fingers dig into my back when you’re close.” I pause, shaking my head. “I ... I want to fuck you because making you feel good is what gets me off.”
Laura’s lips part slightly, her chest rising and falling more rapidly. The bubbles swirl around her, and I can see the flush spreading across her collarbone, down toward her breasts. The hot tub falls silent except for the steady gurgle of the jets and the distant hum of the pool equipment.
Laura moves through the water toward me, her eyes locked on mine with an intensity that fills my stomach with butterflies. She stands right in front of me, fully naked and exposed out of the water.
“That,” she says, “is the right answer.”
Eric makes a sound of protest, but Laura turns her head, silencing him with a look. “You want to fuck me because I’m hot. That’s it. That’s the whole reason.” She turned to face Chris. “You want to fuck me because I make you feel good about yourself.” Chris’s face crumples slightly, but he nods, accepting the assessment. She turned back to face me. “Jay wants to fuck me for me.”
Laura placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned in so close I could feel her eyelashes flutter against my cheek. Her lips pressed against my ear, the tip of her tongue tracing the ridge of my earlobe. “You win the prize, baby,” she whispers, her voice low enough that only I could hear it over the bubbling jets, “you can fuck me right here in front of your friends, or...” she pauses, her tongue flicking my lobe again, “if you want to not only fuck me, but watch me get fucked, we can all head back to the apartment.”
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