Dawn didn’t say a word. She stood up, got out of the water just inches away from me, and stood on the edge of the ledge for just a minute, doing a small pirouette, displaying all of her charms to me before jumping into the pool with a splash. She’d always been a show-off, but I didn’t realize how much of an exhibitionist she could be. This was definitely turning out to be a memorable night.
“You too, Beth,” Holly teased, pushing Beth toward the edge.
I don’t know if it was the alcohol, or what, but Beth came over in front of me, and held out her hand, looking for help getting out of the water. I gave her a tug, and she hopped out, into my arms.
“Oops. Sorry.” She said, leaning into me for a bit, before pulling away. “Looks like I got you wet,” she said softly.
Daringly, I replied, “I hope I can say the same.”
She blushed, before leaping into the pool herself.
I’d seen both ladies in their bikinis, but this was so much more exciting that I was afraid my heart was going to stop.
“Why don’t you strip down to your shorts, and come in?” my wife Holly encouraged.
Interesting suggestion. She didn’t suggest I get naked, but she did invite me to participate. I wasn’t sure what it meant, but I wasn’t about to over analyze it. I took her up on her suggestion, stripping down to my boxers, my erection standing straight out. Before I got in the hot-tub, I refilled the shot glasses from the second shaker.
By the time I was done, Dawn and Beth were slipping back into the hot tub, complaining about the cold. Their nipples were reflecting the coolness of the water. Dawn had large aureole, which crinkled up with the cold. Her nipples stood out almost as big as the end of my pinkie. Beth had smaller nipples. The deep pink color wasn’t much larger than a quarter, and almost disappeared when the nipple got hard. The hardened nipples were even longer than Dawn’s but smaller around.
“What do you have for us now, Alex,” Dawn asked, her hand holding the new shot, but her eyes lingering on the tent in my shorts.
“Buttery nipples,” I answered with a wicked smile.
“There seems to be a theme to these drinks, doesn’t there,” Holly said, giving me a bit of a cautionary look.
I just grinned sheepishly.
The girls took their shots in hand and tasted them. I slipped into the water among them, my embarrassingly hard tool hidden under the water.
“Take it easy girls, these are just for sipping.” I announced.
“Aren’t you drinking?” Beth asked.
“I thought I might have some body shots off my lovely wife.” I answered.
“Alex!” Holly squealed, but at my encouragement she laid down on the pool edge, her hands clasped below her waist, giving her a modicum of modesty. I placed a lime wedge between her teeth, sprinkled some salt on her hip, and took my flask and poured a small shot into her belly button. I then licked the salt at her hip, sucked her belly button dry, and bit down on the lime wedge she held between her lips. As soon as I was done she was slipping into the water.
Beth, spoke up. “That was the wildest thing I ever saw,” she said breathlessly.
“It feels even wilder,” Holly admitted. “You should try it.”
“Oh, God, I couldn’t, I mean, oh!” Beth seemed bewildered and shocked.
“I’m game,” Dawn laughed, laying out on the poolside. “I’ve always wanted to do this.”
I looked over at Holly, to see if this was what she really wanted.
She smiled, as she took the ingredients and prepared Dawn for the body shot. Dawn was less modest in her pose, one arm tucked behind her head, her legs spread a bit, one foot dangling in the water. Holly placed the lime in Dawn’s mouth, filled her belly button, and then shook a liberal amount of salt no more than an inch away from Dawn’s nearly clean shaven pussy. Now that I could observe it at leisure, I could see that she had shaved it down to a small triangle, pointing toward the center of pleasure. It looked a little prickly, and I thought she could use a touch up shave. I wouldn’t mind helping.
“Ready, Dawn?” I asked.
“Do me,” she said huskily.
I leaned over and licked the salt, a long slow lick that ended just brushing her clit. I then slurped up the tequila, and went for the lime. If it was in Dawn’s mouth, I couldn’t see it. Then she opened her mouth wide, and I could see it was deep in her mouth. I didn’t hesitate. I leaned over and placed my mouth on hers. We tangled tongues before she pressed the lime forward into my mouth.
Dawn stretched, raising her outside leg, and stretching her arms over her head. “God, that was nice.” She then slowly settled back into the water. As she slid past me, her hand brushed against my cock, quite firmly.
“One to go, Beth,” Holly said.
“Oh, Holly, I don’t know.” She said, but I watched in awe as she slid out of the water and sat on the edge of the hot tub. She eased back, her hands covering the glory between her legs, and my wife guided her body into place. Holly prepared her as well, but when she went to put the salt on her, Beth had most of the her hips covered with her hands and forearms. Holly settled for sprinkling it at the top of Beth’s abs, just below her breasts.
As I licked the salt off of Beth’s body, I could see her breasts rising and lowering with her shallow excited breath, and could feel her pulse on my tongue. Pulling away, my tongue ‘accidentally’ brushed her breast. I lingered on her navel, tracing its perimeter, before I emptied it. Beth held the lime high in her mouth, just allowing our lips to meet. Still, by the time I was finished, I was almost ready to come without anyone even touching me.
Beth quickly slipped back into the water, and took her shot glass in hand, which she promptly pounded. It looked like maybe I got to her a bit.
“I need a refill,” Dawn said.
“Me too,” answered Holly.