"Not bad at all. It's pretty awesome actually! I like that you get turned on every time you think about us, in that room, saying goodbye..."
We were sitting in opposite corners of the tub as we talked and drank; I had one knee drawn up to my chest as I lounged back against the side. With any luck she'd be content to stay here in the jacuzzi; if she decided it was time to get out there was no way I'd be able to conceal just how much I was enjoying this line of conversation. I could feel my erection straining uncomfortably against my shorts and couldn't help but feel a little jealous of women; at least when they feel this way it isn't quite so obvious.
As the conversation paused I noticed Cat gently biting the corner of her lower lip, a sign I recognised as her having a naughty idea she wasn't supposed to. "I think I might even out my tan a little, wouldn't want to get any tan-lines. You don't mind do you?" She asked without giving me the chance to answer; her hands had already snaked around her back to release the strap of her bikini top which floated free. She lifted it out and dropped it unceremoniously on the floor by the tub. Even through the broken, bubbly surface of the water I could see the pale triangles where the skin of her breasts hadn't recently been exposed to the sun with the dark bullseyes of her nipples in the centre. She stretched her arms out to either side and leaned back, raising her chest up and allowing her nipples to stand proud of the surface of the water. She refused to make eye contact with me but she couldn't hide the devilish grin that stretched across her face.
"Of course not, why would I mind? But if it's a tan you're really after you should probably face the other way, considering the sun's behind you," I teased, letting her know that I was fully aware that her decision to go topless had nothing to do with avoiding tan-lines.
"You know, I think you might be right!" She sat up and slid forwards in the water; spinning around just before she reached me she sat on the step between my legs, leaned back against my chest and closed her eyes, still wearing that gorgeous cheeky smile that I had always found so incredibly sexy.
I couldn't help myself! I brought my hands forward around her waist and up to cup her soft breasts, enjoying the sight as my fingers dug into them and slid over the skin to caress and pinch her already solid nipples. She didn't say a word, she didn't have to. This was exactly what she had planned from the moment she suggested climbing into the hot-tub together. Instead she simply allowed herself to lie back, relax and enjoy the attention her body was receiving.
There was no longer any need to hide my erection, which was lucky since she was now leaning up against it, squeezing it between her back and my belly.
Her mouth opened slightly so that she could let out a soft moan as my right hand began to snake its way down over her toned stomach, gently fondling the small silver piercing that adorned her belly button. I used my nails to graze up and down her sides knowing that in the water it would take more than just a gentle stroke of my fingertips to make her nerves tingle the way I wanted them to.
I slid my hand down and traced the edge of her bikini, enjoying the sound of her breathing and the feeling of her heart beat through my chest as they both sped up with the anticipation of what was to come.
My fingers followed the line of her bottoms where they circled her thighs and I got a feel for the smooth, hairless skin of her bikini-line when she let her knees fall open to allow me access to her most intimate area.
My fingers moved closer in to the centre with every pass and I was already gently rubbing up and down over her lips through the soft, smooth material of her bikini. It was easy to trace the outline of her pussy as her lips spread wide with ever-growing arousal, begging to be entered.
Her left hand slid down the length of my thigh, inside my shorts, greedily seeking out my cock. When she found what she was looking for I felt her fingers coil around my shaft, the long nail at the tip of each one dug in hard and forced a low animal growl to slip out through my lips.
In response the fingers of my left hand gripped her nipple and squeezed, twisting hard as my right hand pressed down on the centre of her pussy rubbed in a circle over her clit. She squealed and let out a sharp gasp of breath, her body flinching away from the sharp sensations before rising back towards them as soon as she got used to the feeling.
She let out a soft giggle and started to lick and kiss the side of my neck, under my chin, as my fingers settled into a steady rhythm, circling her clit. She tried to match the movements, squeezing and caressing my cock at the same pace, twisting and scratching with her nails but it wasn't long before she was overtaken by the flood of stimulation and lost all ability to focus on anything but her own pleasure.
She was panting hard and her right hand rose up behind my head, her fingers weaving into my hair and grabbing on tight as she squealed with each and every breath. Her hips bucked and writhed under my hand as it circled quickly over her pussy, rubbing her clit through her bikini. Her knees clamped together, squeezing my fingers and holding them tight against her pussy as her whole body tensed and spasmed from the force of her orgasm.
She stayed there for a full minute, curled into a tight ball in my lap with my fingers still pressed firmly against her clit, before she finally regained some composure. She opened her eyes, relaxed her muscles and stretched out in my arms. "God I've missed you!"
She slithered around to face me and rose up on her knees, leaning forwards to give me a kiss. Our lips locked together for the first time in months, tongues dancing together in our mouths again and it was perfectly intoxicating. When we broke off she kept her face close to mine; for the first time her breasts were fully out of the water and exposed and I was reminded of how perfect they were, full and firm they still hung down so that the nipples grazed the surface of the water. I reached forward to cup one in each hand sa I leaned in to kiss her again.
"Your turn," she stated. I felt her talons scrape over my belly as she raked her fingers down to the drawstring of my shorts, easily undoing the knot she loosened them and slid them over my hips. I won't lie it felt amazing to finally have my cock standing free of the restricting material; It's never comfortable having a raging erection when you're wearing clothes.
"Sit up on the side!" She commanded and I obeyed, climbing up and resting on the edge of the tub. She pressed my knees apart and slid easily in between them to where she could rest on the seat that ran around the edge of the jacuzzi. My cock stood proudly to attention as the cool breeze tickled my still wet skin causing a shiver to run through me.
"Ooh! I much prefer a man who shaves," she declared as she took the time to savour the view of me fully naked with my knees spread apart right before her eyes. It occurred to me that in all the times we'd known each other, even the times we'd had sex, we'd never really had the chance to take our time to appreciate each others bodies. I have a hatred of my own body hair so had been waxing fully for years, fortunately this was only a week or so after my last session so my skin was still smooth and clear from re-growth.
She dragged a single fingernail along the length of my cock, from the base to the tip, without breaking eye contact and never once letting that devilish grin fade from her lips. It was like a bolt of lightning shooting through my whole body and a heavy sigh escaped my lips as I shuddered. The rest of her fingernails joined the first and she ever so gently scraped up and down with barely enough pressure for me to feel it. She was driving me crazy with anticipation and I thought I was going to scream, desperate for more.
Sensing how hard it was getting for me to keep control she lifted my cock up and, with the tip of her long slender tongue, she traced a line along the bottom of it, following the route her fingernail had taken only moments ago. The soft, warm wetness of her tongue was in total contrast to her sharp nails and that difference felt phenomenal; some people love repetition when they receive blowjobs but I'm all about variety of speed, firmness and texture. That sudden change to a totally different sensation was intoxicating and my eyes rolled back in my head as I moaned my appreciation.
She continued teasing up and down my shaft and head with her tongue and lips while her fingers reached up to cup my balls, gently scratching and caressing the skin all around them and tracing back along my perineum.
"Now that I think about it, I'm not sure I should let you cum just yet."
I looked down at her, puzzled, hoping that she was only joking. "Why not?"
"Well, I seem to remember you teasing me for what seemed like hours before you finally let me cum. And besides, I don't want this to be over just yet and unlike me you only get to cum once."
