Ah, college...that wonderful time in one's life that we take for granted when we are living it, but later on fills us full of yearning and nostalgic feelings. My name is Alec and I had an amazing 5 years or so of schooling in a small college town, living life to its fullest, being somewhat of a cad, and dating some amazing women. One of these women I had somewhat of an on/off again relationship, was named Beth. This story, and a number to follow, chronicle those times we shared (some poetic license taken of course), and a few fanciful ones from my vivid imagination
She stands almost 5'7" tall and has those classic hour glass type curves that draw men's eyes, with long auburn hair. While she is a C cup, they are a generous C cup with virtually no sag at all, very long legs that reach all the way up to one of the roundest, most perfect asses I have ever seen. The kind that looks amazing even before she bends over, then well...you get the picture. She spends a lot of time in the sun, so maintains a bronze hue well into the fall. Fantastic tan lines...did I mention she has a fine ass?
We met in a tennis class our third year of college, both of us had significant others at the time, but had become friends, flirting and chatting during doubles play. One night we ran into each other while dancing with a group of people (sans our significant others), and spent a fun evening on the dance floor, yelling at each other to be heard over the loud music. Afterwords the group had decided that the night was still young, so a night cap was in order and my apartment was the logical destination, my being between roommates at the time. Though the others had paired up, Beth and I were chatting away like we had known each other for years, just having fun talking and sharing each other's company. During a lull in our conversation, it became rather apparent, with the lack of noise in the room, that we were the only ones not getting overly familiar with each other.
Since people were making out around us, I asked her if she wanted to hit the hot tub? She said sure and that she had her suit in the car. I grabbed a bottle of wine and a cup, then we ambled down to the hot tub. Of course the hot was out of order (something about please don't use bubble bath soap in the jacuzzi), with warning tape crossed over it. It was too cold to swim in the pool, so we decided to sneak into the next complex over and use their hot tub.
We felt like we were in a cheesy spy movie, but succeeded in infiltrating the foreign hot tub, where we shared the wine and continued chatting. The wine, and to some extent the shared "naughtiness" of sneaking around, contributed to us moving closer together, till her legs were draped over mine and we were talking from inches away.
I felt a stirring downstairs, but I tried to ignore it.
Just when I thought we might be in danger of kissing, she took a deep breath and asked me if I would rub her back. Without waiting for an answer, she turned around and put her arms on the side of the hot tub, resting her chin on her forearms. It was then that I was presented with that fantastic ass. There are those moments in your life when you are presented with a gift you were not expecting, so completely amazing that you are stunned...this was one of those moments for me. Perfect night, alone with a gorgeous woman, hot tub, and she is asking me to touch her. Wow.
I took a deep breath myself and started rubbing her back. I started pretty tame, and had every intention of staying that way, until I started rubbing her lower back. She was wearing a one piece suit, but it left most of her back bare. As my hands drifted to her lower back, my rubbing because of the angle, was lighter, more of a caress. When I hit the spot just above where the suit began over her ass, that was when she arched her back, gasping quietly. When she did that, her ass rose slightly out of the water, glistening and...well...perfect.
Of course, the fella downstairs took instant notice, swelling and threatening to pitch a tent right there and then. Oh boy.
Not quite sure what I had done, I moved back up to her shoulder blades, kneading them and moving down her shoulders, then back to the middle below her neck. I once more headed down, rubbing my thumbs down the middle of her back and my fingers to the outside, closer to her ribs. As I got down close to her middle back, I moved my hands more towards the middle, so as not to get too familiar still trying to play it cool. Once I got to her lower back, I was using mostly fingers, and I got that moan from her again and she arched her back like before...which pushed her ass up out of the water again.
Oh my god, my dick could cut diamonds at this point as I pondered what I should do. I almost panicked, realizing I should call myself Omar the tent maker, for there was no hiding this if she turned around to look.
Here I had a woman who had an extremely sensitive back and maybe more, was beyond hot and possibly receptive to something beyond a backrub...how was I possibly going to remain a good guy? We both had boyfriend/girlfriends respectively, but that seemed to be almost out the window at this point. I decided I would see just how far I could go, without crossing a line if possible, since she still had not uttered a word since turning around. I once again starting rubbing at her shoulders, getting quiet murmurs of satisfaction from her. This time though, I got a little more bold, moving my hands wider on her back so I was actually touching the sides of her breasts as I rubbed and kneaded my way back down.
I received no resistance, but the murmurs grew a bit louder. I slowly worked my way down her back, but really lightened up my touch as I got to her lower back, gliding my fingers across her back...almost a tickle, definitely a caress. She reacted immediately, moaning and arching her back again to allow that glorious ass to raise a little out of the water. She now had goose bumps all over her back and felt hot to the touch...I do not think it was just the jacuzzi either. I started rubbing the goosebumps away, allowing my hands to rub past the middle of her back to the top of her ass, kneading the cheeks for a moment, before heading back up. The moans got even louder when I did that.
My word I was turned on, and it was proving very difficult to keep my erection from poking her in the side.
I kept at this rubbing motion, until abruptly Beth pushed up onto her hands. At first I thought she was going to get out of the tub before things went too far so I backed up a bit to give her room, but instead she turned her body so that her ass was facing directly at me and pushed back against my crotch.
Oh my goodness, now there was no way to hide my erection, as it was pressed up against the crack of her ass.
I decided to continue doing what I was doing, rubbing her shoulders, which was a bit of a reach now and stretching forward pressed my hard-on against that glorious ass...that worked for me. The combination of the hot tub, the moment and the view were making me a bit light headed, either that or the redirected blood flow from the swelling downstairs, either way I found a way to soldier on. As I worked down her shoulders, I again allowed my fingers to stray under her arms across the sides of her breasts, dangerously close to cupping them before moving to her back.
She moaned as my fingers brushed the sides of her breasts, and she pushed back against me. There was no way she did not know I was hard as a rock, with my cock firmly wedged up between the cheeks of her ass, but she showed no signs that she did not want it right where it was. I moved my hands lower on her back, caressing her lower back, playing my fingers across it and then down to her ass, where I rubbed the sides down to her upper thighs before moving over her ass again, cupping her cheeks and spreading them out slightly. This did a couple of things, first it definitely worked her up even farther and second it pushed her swimsuit into the crack of her ass, revealing more of that lovely rear to my view, albeit with most of it under the water.
Remember back in high school, all that dry humping while making out and the dreaded blue balls for hours (sometimes days) afterword? Well, I was quickly being pushed that way, wondering how far she would allow me to go.
