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Hot tub. Hot tub. Hot tub. My mind was solely occupied. I went to the dumb meeting. I went to the dumb meet-and-greet. I listened to the dumb presentation. I finished my dumb write-up of all the dumb activities. It was 9:38 pm and the what little was left of the night was mine.
First, I needed to get back to my room, though. I hustled to the elevator from the lobby where the last of my dreams went to die. Unfortunately, my impatient mashing of the up button was walked in on by two women.
“Woah, there. Where’s the fire?” One of them addressed me with a devious smirk on her face.
When I recomposed myself, I noticed both women were actually quite attractive. The one who had spoken to me was a tall, confident-looking, black woman. Her hair was styled up in a faux-hawk of tight, black curls, with the sides braided close to the scalp. Beneath that, she had hazel eyes sitting under perfectly-groomed brows. Her ears each had at least three piercings and her thick lips were painted purple and quirked slightly upward. They matched her dress, which was tight just about everywhere it feasibly could be. She looked entirely unimpressed by me.
Her friend, at least a head shorter than me, was an exceptionally petite, white woman. The short, red hair, which fell only to her shoulders, neatly framed her pale face. Her blue eyes sloped gently toward a slight, round nose. What she lacked in height, she made up for in bust. And butt. And alure. God, she was every bit as sexy as her friend. She, too, though, looked exasperated to even share the elevator lobby with me.
I quickly realized that exasperation may have been caused by the gawking I was doing. So much for recomposing myself. With a cough, I managed to mutter, “Long day…”
In my defense, if it hadn’t been such a long day, I would have been at least 7% more charming. Probably.
The taller of them opened her mouth to respond, but she was quickly cut-off by her friend.
“Not today, Gabby. Please? I just want to get back to the room and relax.” The emphasis on the last word was hardly subtle.
The brief moment I spent trying to decipher that emphasis, though, should have been spent thinking of something to say. Instead, the moment passed. I stood there in silence with two women out of my league and uninterested. Oh well.
Hot tub.
When the elevator finally arrived, I managed to even further damage my image by impatiently bumping into the red-haired woman on my way in. The sideways glare she gave me did not help the matter. As would be obvious to any observer of Murphy’s Law, I managed to bump into the tall girl’s, Gabby’s, hand when we reached for the same floor button.
‘Fantastic!’ I thought to myself, ‘Anything to prolong the worst part of this god-awful day.’
Gabby, however, reacted differently. She grinned into the back of her hand, her eyes glancing over mine. I would have noticed the eye-roll on the other side of the elevator if I wasn’t so transfixed.
“What a coincidence,” she said.
The only response I could manage was a curt “Yup.”
“Gabby…” Her friend’s voice had a menacing edge to it.
Thankfully, the elevator doors opened before I had to find out why.
With a fumbled, “‘Scuse me,” I tried not to sprint toward my hotel room. Perhaps unsurprisingly by this point, I had inordinate trouble getting my room key out of pocket and into the door. Even more unsurprisingly, the two monuments to my own inadequacy walked right up to the room across from mine.
With one scowl and one giggle, they were in their room a diyarbakır escort full minute before I managed to get my key card working. Once I finally got through the door, I felt the bed’s siren song, but I had a mission.
Hot Tub.
A quick shower and change into a bathing suit later and I was out the door. Though I was still down on myself after the run-in with Gabby and her friend, I had managed to convince myself it would all soon be washed away.
The hot tub was located on the second floor of the hotel, beside the pool. I was thrilled to find on my arrival that I had the entire area to myself. Perhaps things were looking up.
Once I slid into the hot, bubbling water of the glorious poolside tub, I did indeed feel just a bit better. Sure, the day’s drudgery and my social faux pas were still weighing on me, but they were a bit easier to bear.
I sat still with my head back and the water massaging me for some time. After an hour or so had passed, I felt a stir of desire. It must have been a belated reaction to the incredible women in the elevator, but, suddenly, I couldn’t get them out of my head.
I imagined the touch of Gabby’s heavy lips and her friend giving in to my irresistible charm. After a good laugh at my own expense, I took a look around. The pool area and, really, the entire second floor were empty.
An idea wormed its way into my brain.
It took at least five minutes to gather up the courage, but, eventually, my thumbs hooked into the waistband of my bathing suit. A moment later, it was on the floor next to the hot tub. Through the water, I could see my little penis celebrating its release. I had to sigh, though. It sure was little. Cute, to be fair, and the little patch of hair above it even cuter. But little. So little.
After such a long day, the mischievous smile on my face almost felt as good as the jets of water brushing against my cock. Now, I didn’t want to actually go any farther than that in a communal hot tub. That’d be rude at best. I just wanted to enjoy a spot of light skinny dipping.
It was worth it, too. I laid my head back once more and let me the water clear my thoughts and assuage the butterflies in my stomach. I must have dozed off, though. Like I said, it was such a long day. That’s probably why I didn’t hear them come in.
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
The voice shook me awake and nearly gave me a heart attack. Immediately, one hand shot down to cover my groin, while the other reached for my bathing suit. The second hand came up empty, however.
I looked up to see Gabby sporting a tight, velvet bikini, a maniacal grin, and my bathing suit in her hand. Her lack of clothing clearly displayed her taught muscles and even more piercings. There were two on her naval and, if strains of fabric weren’t lying to me, one per nipple.
The source of the voice, her petite friend, was not so amused. She looked down at me with undisguised contempt. It almost made me feel bad for checking her out. That feeling was quickly replaced by lust. Her dark blue bikini barely contained her sloping breasts. Her large areolas pushed for release against the cloth.
“Now, now, Sarah. I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason for this. An innocent mix-up. Right? Speak.”
At her command, I tried to justify my nudity.
“I’m so so sorry. Really, I just fell asleep for a moment, I was going to leave, actually, I was going to put it back on, but I fell asleep and then—”
Sarah had had enough of my babbling,
“I don’t fucking care! Why escort diyarbakır would you think it’s
A flush sprung to my cheeks and my head hung lower.
“Yeah, we saw,” Sarah continued. Gabby’s smile never faltered and she was swinging my bathing suit around her finger. “We saw your tiny, little dick. Is this how you get off? You get naked and wait for girls to stumble across you?”
“No! I would never— I just—”
Gabby spoke up,
“Oh? That’s great! Sarah, he said he’s not getting off on it. That should be easy enough to prove. Stand up.”
My mind went blank.
“What?”
Gabby’s grin grew even wider and she said, “Just stand up and show us you’re not hard. Easy, right? Unless you were lying.”
Sarah rolled her eyes, but she didn’t interject. When I failed to immediately rise from the water, she piled on.
“Come on! We haven’t got all night!”
Shakily, I got to my feet. At Gabby’s insistence, I removed my hands from between my legs. They didn’t both have to laugh.
Gabby asked her friend, “Is he hard, though? I can’t tell.”
“I have no idea. There’s no way that’s the biggest it gets, right?”
Suddenly, I wished they’d just kept laughing. Still, I had my pride.
“It’s not that small! If it were flaccid it would be pointed down, wouldn’t it?”
I almost wanted to smack my own head over how dumb I was.
“Jesus, Gabby, he’s even dumber than he is tiny.”
Hot with shame, I slid back down until the water reached my neck.
“Can I just have my bathing suit back? Please?”
Gabby sat down next to me at the edge of the hot tub, slipping her legs into the water. She put one hand on my head and began stroking my hair.
“Did we go too far? We just wanted to tease you a little bit, you know? It’s not every day you walk into this kind of scenario.”
Her voice took on a gentle cadence and I looked up at her. She slid further into the hot tub. Her legs brushed against my own. I desperately hoped she wouldn’t notice I was still hard. She continued speaking,
“It’s not bad, you know? Tons of people like to skinny dip, right?”
I nodded my head. Her fingers felt heavenly as the worked through my hair. I was finally calming down.
“Sure, you have a tiny penis.” She whispered the words like the most delicate secret. “That’s OK! Plenty of women are into that!”
“Not me.” Sarah had slid into the water. Her breasts floated up just slightly under the surface of the water. She at least looked less angry.
I, however, was still impossibly hard. My short cock was throbbing in the clasp of my hands.
“Why don’t you let go? We won’t tease you anymore. I promise. You should be proud of your body.”
Her words were having an effect on me. I wanted more than anything to please her, to prove that I was just as confident as she. So, I let go.
Under the ripples of the shifting water, my penis looked like a wavy nub of flesh, but Gabby congratulated me nonetheless.
“Way to go! Doesn’t that feel good?”
I finally smiled back. “It feels great.”
“I bet it does. Why don’t you show us? I’d love to have a clearer look at it, you know.”
I was thrilled. Someone actually wanted to see my unimpressive member? I didn’t even think to question her words. At her signal, I lifted up from the water. My penis was now level with both Gabby’s and Sarah’s eyes.
From my right came a small cheer. From my left, a groan.
“Oh don’t mind her, she’s a size queen. There’s no pleasing her.”
“Not diyarbakır escort bayan with that thing, there isn’t.”
At that, Sarah actually flicked the head of my erect penis. I gasped and Gabby giggled.
“Did that feel good? Hmm?” She began to rub my thigh. “Why don’t you turn around? We haven’t seen the whole package yet.”
I did as she asked and, when she cupped my butt in her hand, I let out a small sigh.
“Look at you! You’re so cute! With your little cock and your fat butt!”
Every time Gabby spoke, I felt bliss right up until Sarah brought me back down to size.
“I guess the back’s not bad.”
She punctuated her remark with a quick spank. I yelped and turned around. She was grinning now.
Gabby ran her hands around my abdomen and lowered me back into the water. She pressed her mouth to my ear and purred,
“You liked that, too, didn’t you? You’re quite naughty, aren’t you? Oh, forgive the word, but there’s simply no other. You like to be naked. You like to be caught. You like to be spanked.”
A chill ran down my spine and Sarah inched closer.
“Oh, he definitely likes it. I bet he’d like this, too.”
Under the water, she pinched the head of my penis. I took in breath through my teeth. She was right. I loved it.
“Close your eyes, little man.”
I did as she asked and heard the rustling of fabric. Gabby’s voice came to my ear once more.
“Oh my. Sarah’s naked now. You should see her. Maybe she’ll let you if you ask.”
I was prepared to do anything.
“Please, Sarah, may I open my eyes.”
“Not a fucking chance. If I wanted a little-dicked loser like you to see my naked, I could find them anywhere.”
“Don’t mind her. You’re one of a kind. Cute as a button.”
“Yeah, I guess cute is the only compliment that little nub would ever garner.”
“Oh, you should see her breasts. They’re wonderful. And her pussy is just the tightest little thing. Not a strand of hair, either. Wouldn’t you want to take this little thing,” She poked at my swollen shaft. “And slide it into that little thing. You would, wouldn’t you?”
“Like that would ever happen. He’d cum before he even got all two inches in there.” Sarah laughed at her own joke.
Gabby continued, “I bet you want me to watch, too. You want me to hold your hand and stroke your hair as you tried to last as long as possible inside my best friend. Like I said. Naughty. Why don’t you cum for me, hmm?”
The suggestion was sudden, but I was more than ready.
Shakily, I asked, “Will you help?”
Sarah laughed, but Gabby answered, “No. Not the way you want. But, I suppose that’d be too mean.”
Just as she described, the tall woman held my hand and the other went to my hair. She purred into my ear,
“Open your eyes.”
I did as she said and was greeted to the magnificence that was Sarah’s naked body. Her breasts hung weightily into the water, capped by the most perfect, pink nipples. I wanted to take them into my mouth, but the cocky smirk on her face reminded me I’d never have the chance. Gabby pushed forward,
“Stroke. Come on! You can do it! Cum for me!”
My back arched out of the water as my thumb and forefinger stroked faster and faster on my tiny member. Finally, my cock pulsated in the cool air and a jet of semen erupted from its little head. The liquid fell with a splash into the hot tub, accompanied by a satisfied laugh from Sarah and a head pat from Gabby.
The two got up from the water. I was gifted a look at Sarah’s round, naked backside glistening gloriously. When she put her suit back on, she turned around and winked at me.
“Too bad about your little dick. You sure are cute though.”
Gabby echoed the sentiment and the two left, happily chatting to each other, while I came down from the stupefied high of an exceptional orgasm.
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