I was about to enjoy a well-deserved day off when my friend Cheryl called and invited me over to soak in her hot tub.

My job had me pretty stressed lately, so I took her up on it. I suited up, grabbed a towel, and made the ten-minute drive to her house. I beeped the horn to let her know I was there, and headed around back to the hot tub. I heard her yell through the patio door that she would be right out. I sat in the tub with my head tilted back and my eyes shut.

It was so peaceful. Everyone was at work, all the neighborhood kids were at school, and the only sound around was that of birds chirping in the summer air. I heard the patio door open and close. I knew it was Cheryl, so I didn‘t bother to lift my head or open my eyes. As she got in she asked if I felt more relaxed. I lifted my head and started to say something when I saw she was completely nude. I was so embarrassed, I immediately looked in another direction. We are good friends, but I really was thrown off guard, and just didn‘t know what to say or how to react. So I just kept looking over my shoulder toward the trees in the backyard. I mentioned how quiet it was, and she agreed.

Cheryl tried to keep the conversation going, almost as if she were trying to make me look in her direction. Finally, she asked if her nudity was making me uncomfortable. I said of course not. Cheryl offered to put her bathing suit on. I told her not to worry; that I hadn‘t even noticed. After about 30 minutes I‘d just about forgotten Cheryl was nude — until she reached onto the deck to get her cigarettes. A lot of her top half came out of the water with her. I couldn‘t help but look. She‘d had a breast enhancement done a year ago, so my curiosity overshadowed my embarrassment. I could only see half of her chest, but I caught myself staring. Cheryl asked if I would like to see her tits. I looked at her as if she‘d just asked me to have sex with her. She said, "No, silly. I mean, I know you have to be a little curious because of the surgery."

I said, "Well, I am actually."

Cheryl stood up and let me get a really good look. They looked so natural, you couldn‘t even tell she‘d had surgery. I was really impressed by the rest of the view as well. I told her how nice her breasts looked and asked if she had any regrets. She said no. I still found myself looking at them. I asked if they were really squishy or hard as a rock. She told me to feel for myself. I was embarrassed and curious at the same time. I‘d never in my life touched another woman‘s tits. I giggled and said, "I‘m curious — just in case I ever decide to have mine done." She scooted over next to me and repeated the offer. So I took her up on it. I lightly touched one with my fingertip. She grabbed my wrist and placed my entire hand over that tit. I squeezed it and said, "Wow. It feels so natural, not hard and not squishy."

A few minutes went by, and then Cheryl said, "You know, Wendy, you can take your bathing suit off. It‘s more comfortable in the tub without one.”

I said, "What‘s the difference?"

She said, "Well, the jets really feel much better." She gave a very sensual grin, added, "If you know what I mean," and winked at me. By then I was feeling a little less shy, so I went ahead and stripped off my bathing suit. Now we both were nude. Cheryl said, "Nice. Very nice." I felt my cheeks getting hot from embarrassment. Yet I was turned on and I felt my pussy getting wet.

Cheryl asked if I‘d ever had a bisexual experience. I hadn‘t. She hadn‘t either, but was very curious about it. My husband has been after me to do another girl while he watches, but I wasn‘t sure. Cheryl told me I had nothing to be in-secure about. Then she said, "By the way — don‘t you have your outer labia pierced?" I told her I did. Cheryl wanted to see it. By now I was so turned on that I was ready and willing to expose my pussy to another woman. I climbed out of the hot tub, sat on the deck, and spread my legs. Cheryl slid over to me to get a closer look at the piercing. At this point I was very wet inside.

She touched the tiny rings that pierced my labia. Then she stuck a finger inside my pussy and looked up at me to see if I was going to freak out. I looked back at her, and she stuck another finger in my pussy, but deeper. She tickled my G-spot. I couldn‘t believe what was going on — I was sitting on the deck with my legs spread apart and another woman‘s fingers were inside my pussy! I was way past the point of embarrassment. The next thing I knew, her mouth was on my pussy, and her tongue was on my clit. It was thrilling. Cheryl seemed to know exactly what I wanted. My hips started to undulate, and I pressed her face harder into my crotch. As she sucked away she reached up and squeezed my tit.

Next she grabbed a waterproof vibrator from the pocket of the bathrobe she‘d dropped near the tub. She turned it on and started fucking me with it. It took me a few minutes to realize how much noise I was making, but by then I didn‘t care if someone heard or not. I started to come, and hard. Cheryl kept pumping the vibrator in and out of my pussy, harder and faster, while she pulled on my nipple ring. I was shaking. I came harder then I ever had, and from another woman! How erotic is that? I looked at Cheryl and told her it was now her turn. She got up on the deck and I got back in the hot tub.

I started squeezing her firm, perfect tits. I just loved them. I couldn‘t wait to suck on her nipples. I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around one nipple. She tilted her head back and put her hand on my head, pressing my face harder into her tit. Obviously I was doing something right. I twisted her other nipple between my fingers. I couldn‘t believe how much excitement I was getting out of sucking another woman‘s nipple. It was like she was doing it to me. She lifted one of her legs, propped it up, and started fingering herself. She then lay down on the deck and told me there was another toy under the bathrobe that she wanted me to try on. It was a brand-new strap-on.

I had had no experience with this, and could only hope that I‘d do it right. She grabbed the bathrobe and folded it under her knees to use as a cushion. She told me she wanted me to fuck her doggie-style, and I wanted to oblige. I strapped on the dildo and slowly penetrated her wet cunt. I loved watching the dildo go in and out of her hole. She was hollering like I had when she fucked my pussy with the vibrator.

"Look to your left, slowly," she said. I did.

Her neighbor was standing by his shed, watching us. His pants were down around his ankles and he was stroking his cock. I couldn‘t believe it. I asked Cheryl if I should stop. She said, "Hell, no. He‘s obviously enjoying this as much as we are. We might as well finish the show for him." She cried out even louder as I fucked her doggie-style, faster and harder. I got the vibrator she had fucked me with and started sucking on it. Cheryl was pumping with me like a runaway train. I knew she was about to come. I kept going as our pace increased. She screamed, which in turn made me come again.

I watched the neighbor the entire time. He stroked his cock faster and faster. Finally he let out a moan. We pretended not to hear him. He pulled up his pants and ran into his shed. Sweaty and exhausted, Cheryl and I sat on the deck and leaned against the house. I don‘t smoke, but I asked Cheryl if I could have a cigarette. We both giggled and lit up.

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