The beach was an hour away by train, so Steph and I would have to entertain each other.
"You never finished your story about your sexy night out with your college girlfriends," I said.
"You wouldn't let me," Steph replied, nuzzling into my shoulder. "But it'll fill our hour-long ride and hopefully get you nice and hard. Where were we?"
"Your then-boyfriend Max had just made you come on the dance floor."
"Well, once wasn't enough for me that night, so I dragged him off to a corner of the club and pressed him against the wall.
"I was too hungry for any more foreplay, so I pulled out his cock right there. It was such a thrill, exposing him to the world. He lifted me a little and slid right into me. As people squeezed past us in that club, I just wanted to stay there forever. I was so hot, and the people brushing past us just made me hornier and hornier.
"Max, too, I guess. He came in like no time. He rushed off to the men's room to clean up, he said, and left me there, in a club hallway, with his semen running down my leg. It should have felt humiliating, but I just wanted more. But not from Max; he was never good for a second go-round.
"So I went to the ladies' room to clean up and make sure my dress wasn't stained. I got myself in order and left the stall, and who was there but my friend Julie!
"She and the girls were going to a hot tub party with the guys we'd been dancing with earlier. She didn't invite me - it was more like she told me that I was coming. I didn't even bother looking for Max and we caught a cab to the party.
"It was a pool party, and we weren't really dressed for it. But it was already late - maybe 1am - so we weren't going anywhere else. And some other the other attendees were also not really dressed for it.
"There were about thirty people there, maybe half women and half men. And it looked like they were all drunk, at the very least. Maybe there was something else floating around, too, but I never saw it. We were in the backyard of a big house, far from its neighbors, and with a kidney-shaped pool. The yard was surrounded by a security fence. The part closest to the house was tiled and had the pool in it; the rest was grass. Maybe three yards from the edge of the tile was the hot tub, bigger than any I'd seen. It could fit maybe eight comfortably.
"The boys from the club came out of the house and headed towards us. They'd beaten us there and, apparently, changed into bathing suits. I had to admit, they looked pretty good. Slim, fit, and from what I could tell, decent packages. Nothing on yours, though, Harvey.
"It seemed like only half the attendees had been told it was a pool party. There were a handful of girls running around in their panties and bras, shooting water guns at each other. There was one guy, more proud than he should have been, wearing a speedo - my girlfriends and I decided to avoid him.
"All the guys had their shirts off, one or two in jeans, a handful in shorts, and the rest in boxers or swimming trunks.
"The girls - other than the lingerie shooters - seemed to have been getting nakeder as the night went on. The prepared ones had come with swimsuits, so there were some girls in bikinis. One of them caught my eye. She was wearing a string bikini top and cut-off jeans on the bottom. Sure, she had a sexy bod, but what really caught my eye was that her shorts were undone, just like mine are now. Remembering her and the way the guys looked at her inspired my outfit today.
"Let me tell you more about the girls who were there, because I can see it's turning you on."
I adjusted myself and glanced nervously around the train.
"One of the boys in tented boxers was talking to a breathtaking women who was wearing jeans and, it looked like, nothing else. Her hand draped across her chest was all the boy looked at.
"Next to the diving board, a girl in a short red dress was getting ready to climb up. She kicked off her shoes and called to a boy with snug-fitting trunks. He unzipped her, and her dress pooled at her feet revealing a matching black bra and thong. She unfastened the bra, kissed the boy, and climbed the ladder. He watched her ass all the way up those steps.
"She stood at the tip of the diving board in only that thong, and bounced before diving into the pool. With each bounce, her tits jiggled, and she stood there bouncing until every eye at the party was on her. She looked like a fucking godess, and we all wanted to suck on those tits, boys and girls alike.
"Four pairs of party-goers had gotten amourous and made their way to loungers. By the time we arrived, things had gotten hot and heavy. One guy, lounging on his back, had his shirt off and his pants undone with the face of a bikini-clad girl at his junk. Another, wearing only swimming trunks, was being straddled by a girl in blue panties. She was sitting up as she ground against him, and his hands were all over her bare boobs. One girl, her bikini askew, had her tits out for everyone to see as a boy in whitey-tighties ate her out. The last couple was naked - well, she had a robe on, but it was wide open. She was on top, fucking his brains out.
"In any case, it looked like one hell of a party when we walked in.
"Before our boys made it all the way over to greet us, we saw a girl was getting out of the pool. Blonde, maybe twenty. We were college kids and everyone there looked about our age. She was wearing a white t-shirt that clung to her and started to drip as she emerged from the water. Her black, lacy, half-cup bra underneath kept her nipples covered, but emphasized her cleavage and made the scene even sexier. The way every boy's head turned to her as she got out of the pool made me jealous and even more turned on than I'd been ever since Max left me unsatisfied in the club hallway. As she came further out, everyone there held their breath. Her soaked white panies clung to every fold of her bald pussy. She stood on the tile for a beat and then shook herself like a dog.
"Before my girlfriends and I could catch our breath from that display, the boys from the club had joined us. They told us the hot tub was ready for us and that they'd brought drinks. Drinks, apparently, meant that one of them had grabbed a bottle of tequila, but no glasses or chasers.
"They brought us over to the hot tub and they all got in. We begged off, saying our dresses would get ruined.
"The boys pointed to all the other girls in panties. Maureen, Stacey, and I looked at Julie. She still had our panties in her purse!
"But she just shook her head. If she gave us our panties back, she'd be the only one either naked or in a dress.
"'How about this,' Julie said, boldly. 'None of us have a bra on, and we're a little self-conscious. The bubbles will hide our tits when we're in the hot tub, but we can't get in without showing you the goods. So if you turn around, we'll get in.'
"It was so daring, Julie's plan was. We'd all four of us be naked in front of the whole party. But I was getting hornier just thinking of it. And then the thrill of being in the hot tub absolutely naked with four boys who thought were were only topless.
"Of course the boys agreed. They turned their backs, and we all looked at each other. Here goes, we sighed silently, and helped each other out of the dresses and into the tub.
"We girls sat together, the boys on the other side. We flirted as we passed the bottle of tequila around, the other three girls sometimes showing more of their tits as they reached. We got more company, too, and another bottle. I was feeling no pain.
"There were maybe fifteen of us in various states of dress squeezed in the tub when the lingerie-wearing super-soakers came over to join us. There was no way they'd fit, even in this big a tub. 'Pick a lap, ladies,' Julie shrieked, always the one to get the fun going.
