Insecurely at first...

As Jelena sheepishly, rushed her clothes off exposing her rather modest tankini compared to Amy. She wrapped her hands around her body, feeling the odd pleasure where Amy touched her seem to surge and spread, blushing to herself she kept her arms shyly wrapped tight and hurriedly hopped in the tub.

The rush to immerse herself delayed Jelena realizing just how amazing and relaxing the waters felt. Exhaling a long drawn out breath of relief Jelena leaned back delighting in just how pleasurable the warm waters felt circling her body. Slowly she sank down until just her head sat above the surface. She breathed deep, the strange scent of the waters pressing down through her airways with a therapeutic medicinal warmth.

So immersed was Jelena in the sensation she forgot about the people around her, until she felt the hand on her thigh. She wanted to stiffen in surprise, the warm immersion of her body easing any tension or alarm.

Jelena tried to recall whether is was Zack or Cody to her left. Keeping her eyes closed Jelena licked her teeth spreading her legs slightly as her mind strangely circled the idea of being fingered here, surreptitiously, right next to Amy and her boy toy.

Jelena was so lost in the thoughts, and the hand stroking up and down her leg she didn’t realize how her breathing had staggered, short heavy breaths escaping her lips as she tried not to squirm her body. Jelena felt her arousal ramping up with a strange speed and desire for herself.

She could swear she heard pleasure induced gasps from the guys next to her. It excited Jelena as her mind thought about how far she could go. Her mind sheepishly denying herself being slutty enough for sucking off two cocks, for getting used by two guys at once. For eating out Amy as she did what Jelena was too shy for.

But she could always watch, fingering herself surrepticiously as Amy was used like some needy whore. The idea jarred Jelena, it wasn't like her.

Sitting stiffly up Jelena looked to the guys to either side of her. Heads lolled back, uneven heavy breaths and skyward shifts in their postures suggesting just what they were thinking as Jelena froze considering how she was going to remove both hands from between her legs. Her pelvis pressed towards them in defiance of her mind, was she really capable of letting to guys finger her at once? Was this really happening? No, this wasn't...

She didn’t want to be the one to ruin the fun, her mind suddenly questioning just what was going on as her gaze met Amy’s.

It was clear what was going on, as Amy leaned forward, arms spread reaching beneath the frothing surface towards each of the guys, as their hips thrust in sequence with the shift of Amy's shoulders, her arms concealed beneath the frothing surface.

“I promised them we’d get them off.” Amy stated plainly in an excited yet alluring tone, her body shifting closer to press into Jelena.

“No… no… no… I can… I can’t….” Jelena stammered. “I’m not that kind of…”

“Girl? The kind that skinny dips in a hot tub with three of her friends…” Amy’s words conflicted with Jelena's memory,

“I would...” Jelena's sentence didn’t finish as she saw how Amy looked her up and down, before standing up to remove her own bikini top as Jelena looked down and questioned herself.

As Amy discarded her biking Jelena gasped and clung her hands around herself, one hand quickly diving between her legs to try and remove the hand now slipping a finger between her somehow naked pussy lips.

“You were so brazen, and confident about climbing in here naked. You told me I had to give them hand jobs for being too shy to come in naked. But you were right, we should.” Amy’s narrative seeped into Jelena’s mind as she shook her head, envious of the idea she had been so confident and commanding.

Gasping in uninvited pleasure Jelena stiffened as her hand seemed to loose the will to wrestle the finger in her pussy free, Amy slowly descending now naked into her lap to kiss passionately as she resumed stroking the lust crazed guys she had lured here. Jelena questioning whether her hand was resisting the probing fingers, or guiding them.

Jelena struggled with the growing desire to ignore the conflicting account of reality from what she had known stepping into the hot tub. As her lips collided with Amy repeatedly, their tongues wrestling free to tangle as Jelena envied the two men kissing along Amy’s shoulders.

Jelena felt one strong question wrestle through the increasing quagmire of murky thoughts. Did she want this?