Enjoying Hot Tub Sex for the First Time

It has its challenges — but our first time in a hot tub was a rousing success

Recently, my husband and I took a short weekend away to a secluded cabin in the woods. Hocking Hills is beautiful, especially at the start of spring. And while the area offers scenic trails leading to some insanely gorgeous natural formations, we actually didn’t leave the cabin the entire time.

It was a mixture of needing to catch up on sleep, and also feeling so relaxed with the fireplace, the view, and the wine. Staying in was downright hypnotic, so we unapologetically did what we wanted.

Doing what we wanted also included long, naked soaks in the hot tub at night out on the deck — with no one around to disturb us except for maybe some nosy nocturnal woodland creatures.

Sex in a Hot Tub Is…Hot!

The deck to our cabin had two levels. The hot tub was on the lower level. My husband wore nothing but a towel as we carefully made our way down the staircase to the lower deck.

I actually wore my new bathing suit, still feeling the need to hide my weight gain as much as I could. I’m just not comfortable in my naked body, and I don’t apologize for it. If I prefer to wear a flattering bathing suit that makes me look sexy, so be it.

But in a wet and wild turn of events, I felt so nicely covered by the darkness and the foamy warm water that I was confident enough to shed my bathing suit once we got settled in. I’d worn it for maybe two minutes total.

My husband and I talked and enjoyed the wine for a while. I’d brought my Bluetooth speaker out, so we were playing our favorite songs. We also played with the LED lights, which could be set to different colors to get the mood just right (or made to rotate through each color automatically).

We were nice and relaxed when we started making out. I wrapped my legs around his naked body and just floated in his arms for a few minutes. I could feel his cock harden against me, and just before he fucked me, we talked about how sex underwater rarely ever works.

The water washes away natural vaginal lubrication. It’s the same reason I typically masturbate in the tub with my ass lifted up and above the water. I just can’t get the sensation I need from rubbing my fingers or a toy against my clit when I’m submerged.

But we both thought it would sure as hell be fun to try having sex underwater anyway. We fucked with me sitting on his lap and straddling him, both with me facing toward him and away from him. We fucked against the wall of the tub missionary style, with my legs around his waist.

Eventually, he lifted me up to sit me on the edge of the tub. Then he spread my legs and buried his face between my thighs. I grabbed onto his hair and enjoyed the sensations of the jets on my legs as he brought me closer to climax with his fingers, lips, and tongue.

Before I got too close to the edge, we stopped, both of us thinking that it might be fun to take the massaging jets to a whole new level of relaxation.

Getting Up Close and Personal With a Hot Tub Jet

Like many women, I’ve found some pretty pleasurable sexual release with a showerhead. I’ve also found it with the rushing water of a faucet during a nice, relaxing bath.

Warm, rushing water can produce a sensual effect that can’t be imitated by any sex toy I know of. So it’s no wonder my husband and I took our time in the hot tub to really get well-acquainted with the powerful massaging jets.

I was up first.

My husband moved behind me as I leaned against his chest and opened my legs. I sat in a kneeling position with my knees on the bench, facing the jet so that it hit my clitoris in a direct stream. Hubby kissed my neck and played with my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers (this method of nipple play always sends a full-body jolt of pleasure directly from my breasts to my pussy).

All the while, I stroked his hard cock absently with my hand, teasing his pleasure while climbing closer to my release. I eventually turned my head and opened my mouth wide. He clearly understood the message to feed me his cock.

He pushed it in deep, hitting the back of my throat gently before pulling out and pushing back in again. I sucked hard and moaned as I took him into my mouth until eventually my legs shook and I came hard under the water.

Men Love It Too

I had no idea whether or not my husband would enjoy the same stimulation from the jets on his parts, but as it turns out, it felt amazing for him too.

I pressed my breasts against his back and nibbled his ear as he enjoyed the water flowing onto his cock. Neither of us even needed to use our hands to help him along. The pressure of the jet flow was more than enough.

When I started using my finger to stimulate his prostate, he let out a happy string of expletives in response to the pleasurable sensation. He’s always enjoyed anal play as a way to enhance and intensify his orgasm, and that was no different in the hot tub.

I massaged him gently at first, then fucked him harder after he asked me to. He continued to moan and verbalize how fucking good everything felt. And within just a few quick minutes, he was shuddering as he came, releasing his pleasure into the water.

“We need to get a hot tub,” I said as he panted, coming down from his high.

“Fuck yeah,” he replied.

Wanting More

By the time we got out of the tub, we were hot, flushed, and more relaxed than we’d been together in months.

The water was getting a little too warm for me, and I was more than ready for the cold walk from the lower deck to the upper entrance of the cabin.

I stayed outside for a bit, enjoying the crisp night air as I leaned against the balcony railing, naked except for my towel. I watched the trees sway in the surrounding woods as my body cooled down.

I couldn’t wait for the next time we could come back and stay at our cabin.

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This story is part of Sexual Espresso, a weekly column published here on Sexual Tendencies.