Bedroom Closet

(con­tin­ued from before)

I don’t know why I had a dream that included a hot tub.  They’re not some­thing I’m around, think about or have spent a lot of time in.  I know that peo­ple host hot tub par­ties and often those par­ties end up with hot, naked, wet par­tic­i­pants — sounds fan­tas­tic right now — but I’ve never been to one.  It was out of the blue.

We had all got­ten up from the couch in a kind of mad rush; that awk­ward­ness that appears when peo­ple are naked together for the first time com­ing to the four of us briefly as we were all woke up from the col­lec­tive sen­sual stu­por we had fallen into.  At the break­ing of ten­sion some­thing new needed to hap­pen and the sug­ges­tion of a hot tub was greeted by every­one enthu­si­as­ti­cally.  I do remem­ber in the dream the guy say­ing “we don’t have swim­suits for you, is that OK?” and A___ slap­ping him lightly on the face as she walked past before wrap­ping her her arms around the woman and both of them walk­ing off toward the hot tub, laugh­ing and kiss­ing and touch­ing.  He and I laughed and fol­lowed.  walk­ing almost as close as they were.

Out­side it was cold.

Cold espe­cially after the heat of the blan­kets and fire and what had already gone on.  I could feel every part of my body from where hands and lips and breasts and thighs had been.  I remem­ber think­ing they planned this! That’s why the hot tub is run­ning!  But I didn’t have any time to artic­u­late the thought because all of a sud­den we were all step­ping down into the warm water and all the feel­ings that had scat­tered when we stood up came back to the surface.

This is the point in the dream when I kept wak­ing up for what­ever rea­son, but would rejoin it as soon as I fell back asleep.  It was also a part I really remem­ber as lucid.  I would be think­ing “I would love to see A____ and the woman kiss­ing” and it would hap­pen.  They spent a lot of time all over each other.  Touch­ing and kiss­ing and han­dling each oth­ers breasts and pussies and whis­per­ing a lot.  Other times I would be think­ing about a hand on my cock and look over (in the dream) to see the man smil­ing at me while he moved my hand to his cock, then lean­ing in to kiss me as he rose over me.  There were times when I remem­ber A____ in my lap but kiss­ing the other man while the woman fon­dled her breasts and i played between her legs.  Or the other woman was in my arms kiss­ing me, her body on the sur­face with A____’s mouth between her legs.  I remem­ber A___ and the woman lay­ing on their backs on tow­els alter­nat­ing suck­ing our  cocks while they fon­dled each other.

It was a time when we each spent a lot of time in pairs dis­cov­er­ing each other fur­ther.  Most things hap­pened in pairs, but the pairs changed.  There was con­ver­sa­tion, but it was lim­ited to what was hap­pen­ing and what we wanted to hap­pen next.  We set­tled on a shower.

As we piled out and back into the house we walked a lot closer together.

There was a stand-up shower off their bed­room and we crowded in with the lights out and the hot water blast­ing.  Nobody could see a thing and although the shower was large, it was crowded so that no mat­ter where any­one moved they were con­stantly in con­tact with every­one else.  Hands and mouths moved freely in the dark­ness with­out regard to who was doing what to whom.  I would feel a mouth on my cock and one on my balls and one kiss­ing my back and then things would change and I would be pushed on my knees and have a pussy or a cock in my face and feel some­one else’s face on the other side with their tongue in an ass.  It was a con­stant tide of water and lips and hands and sensations.

That could have gone on for­ever, and at this point we all wanted it to, but someone’s hand shut off the water and in the silence between moans tow­els were passed around and we began to dry each other in the dark­ness.  Spend­ing extra time in cocks and breasts and pusses and legs until every­one seemed to be ready to leave the bath­room.  Nobody was talk­ing, but I could feel hands on my ass and an arm around my shoul­ders and A___ beside me as we were being gen­tly but firmly pushed out into the dark bedroom.

Qui­etly every­one climbed onto the bed.…

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