Dinner, and After-Dinner Hut Tubbing

I hadn’t actually been expecting the dinner the girls had prepared to be bad, but I hadn’t been prepared for quite such a nice one either. The cookies, which we’d slowly been snacking on during the first part of the game, had been a delicious and chewy chocolate chip. It turned out that Tori had baked them, while Elyse and Rhia had focused on the actual dinner items.

Rhia had prepared and pre-cooked a garlicky salmon dish which she’d popped into the oven, taking it from just slightly under-done to nicely cooked as it heated up. It was smothered in a dijon and garlic concoction that blasted flavour across my tongue. Elyse, meanwhile, had provided the sides - the container she’d brought in had held a fresh homemade sourdough bread along with a snap pea salad that was almost too girly for me to eat since she’d included edible flowers to make it look as ‘spring-y’ as possible.

I did eat it, and it was delicious.

When the dinner was winding down, Rhia headed for the kitchen and I tried to get up to help start cleaning but I was practically shoved back into my seat by all three girls. Apparently being their personal DM for the summer was going to buy me dinner and dishes once a week… not mentioning the other perks Rhia planned on me being a part of.

“So, I was thinking,” Rhia eventually said as the dishwasher started running and the leftovers were packed away in my fridge. All three of the college coeds were still wearing their costumes, which had made for a bit of a funny dinner atmosphere.

“Always dangerous,” Tori said with a little smirk. “Women thinking? That could lead to you getting ideas!”

“It starts with reading, I hear,” Elyse joined in. “Reading leads to thinking, leads to ideas. What’s the world coming to?”

“Shut up,” Rhia chuckled as she rolled her eyes. “I was thinking that, depending on what you had planned Shane, Olivia, Jade and Renee are pretty banged up and need at least a little time to recuperate, and we’ve done a lot of roleplaying with other people but most of the roleplaying between ourselves is always goal-oriented, or little quips in scenes and stuff. What if, instead of pushing through a rest, we actually take the rest. Like, in character.”

“You mean hang out as our characters?” Tori asked.

“That could be fun,” Elyse nodded, then looked at me. “If that’s OK?”

“Sure,” I said, thinking back to my earlier note of how the party discussing and arguing was the best time for a DM. “You ladies did say you wanted to lean into the roleplay and really ‘get to know’ your characters, so it makes sense. If you want we can even erect a blanket fort in the living room, but I’m not letting you three light any fires.”

That got me some good-natured eye rolls and chuckles.

“Actually, I was thinking that maybe, if it’s OK, while Fergus was out scouting he found a private swimming hole. Or maybe even a hot spring?” Rhia said with a hopeful look. “Then our characters could go soothe their hurts… and we could use the hot tub?”

“You have a hot tub?” Elyse asked. “Why didn’t we know this?”

“It’s in the backyard,” I said with a bemused smirk. “I guess we didn’t cover it in the grand tour you never actually got.”

“A hot tub sounds amazing right now,” Tori said. “But none of us brought swimsuits, and I don’t know if I would be impressed or worried if you kept random bikinis around for guests, Shane.”

“No, I don’t have a bikini lost and found,” I said.

“We could go bra and panties,” Elyse suggested.

“You didn’t even wear a bra today,” Tori scoffed lightly.

“OK, you guys go bra and panties, I’ll just wear my panties,” the thin blonde shrugged. “Shane’s seen my itty bitty titties already anyways.”

“He’s already seen our boobs too,” Rhia said. “And why get our underwear wet if we’re going topless? There’s a privacy fence around the hot tub area, let’s just go naked like our characters would.”

That brought up a pregnant beat of silence in the group. It was one of those moments in life where things could change on a dime even though there wasn’t anything super dramatic going on. The first one I could remember in my life was when I’d asked my Mom if I could try out for my middle school play even though it would mean I’d miss the bus and would need to be picked up three afternoons a week for several months. That pause, and then her answer of Yes, had changed the direction of my life. Then there had been the moment in college when Melissa had suggested that our friend group mirror their characters as they took in a sauna at the public baths of the elven city of Tir Falanir.

And now Rhia was basically making the same suggestion, in such a similar circumstance, twenty years later to a different party with the exact same goal in mind. I just hadn’t known it was Mel’s goal then, and I wasn’t sure if Rhia was doing it on purpose or not now. Had she guessed, or had Mel told her that had been the turning point for things? Or was it just a like mother, like daughter mindset?

“Fuck it, I don’t care if you see my puss,” Elyse said, grinning as she shrugged at me. “And you’ll have a reason to see my ass, which is definitely better than these two.”

“Hey, if Shane is in, I’ll do it,” Tori said, her dusky skin showing just a hint of flush as she shrugged. “Naked hot tubbing sounds pretty great.”

Rhia turned back to me, beaming her smile. “Wanna go skinnydipping with your three adventurers, Fergus?” she asked me.

I affected the slightly grumbly voice I used for the elder lumberjack. “I guess it wouldn’t be s’bad t’ soak my feet.”

The girls laughed, and then things moved quicker than I would have thought. There really wasn’t all that much to prepare, considering. I was sent outside to prep the hot tub while the girls conferred with each other, and soon after they came outside clutching d20s in their hands just in case we needed to make any rolls. I’d built my hot tub area about five years ago, and to be frank I’d had ‘naked hot tubbing’ on my mind when I’d gotten it all done up. The Game had never done a full ‘outdoor episode’ of our sexual escapades, but the privacy screens on my deck were pretty heavy duty and blocked vision to most of it, and the raised hot tub area was blocked on one side by the house, and two and a half other sides by a wooden trellis covered in thick ivy. A roof of wooden slats had more ivy crawling across it, with mood lights strung up that could turn it into a little starlit sky. There was even a door made out of trellis if I really wanted to block the area in completely, though it wasn’t necessary to hide from the neighbours.

“Daaamn,” Tori said, shaking her head in wonder as she followed the others into the covered space. “This is really nice!”

“Thanks,” I said. “I built most of it with the help of Rhia’s Dad and our friends.”

“Yeah, and you killed the first attempt at the ivy until my Mom replanted it for you,” Rhia smirked teasingly.

“A green thumb, I have not,” I shrugged.

“Is it ready?” Elyse asked, eyeing the hot tub.

“Should be,” I said, dipping my finger into the water - it wasn’t steaming, since it was summer, but it was still nicely hot.

“Sick, then what are we waiting for?” Elyse asked with a grin. Then she undid the tie on her costume robe and flung it open, letting it slip down off her body to the deck floor.

I’d seen her topless twice, even if one time had been for just a second as she flashed me through my front window, but that didn’t detract from the slight hitch in my throat as my eyes quickly roamed her body. She was thin and lithe, her small breasts jiggling lightly with her movements and both her nipples already erect. Her nipple ring was still in place, and her smooth stomach looked incredibly kissable. Her hips were slender but she wasn’t flat like a man, and her mound was smooth and bald with a swell of gently rosy pussy lips between her legs. She was grinning almost goofily as she quickly trotted up the wooden steps and carefully put a foot into the water. Once she had both feet in up to her shins she looked over her shoulder at me with a mirthful look in her eyes and gave her ass a little wiggle when she knew I was looking.

Her ass was exactly what I would have thought of if I was trying to draw ‘college coed’ from my imagination. It wasn’t big and juicy, or some pornstar bubblebutt that had been modified and injected or whatever. It suited the frame of her hips, had a delightfully perky shape and that silly wiggle made it jiggle and shake.

“I didn’t realise you had a tattoo,” I said, avoiding the obvious thing of just commenting on her body.

“It’s for my cousin,” Elyse said, twisting around a little so she could look over her shoulder and put a hand on the black seahorse made out of thin, delicate linework. “She’s severely autistic, but she’s fascinated by nature documentaries and loves seahorses. I almost regretted getting it when I showed her because she wanted one too - I had to ask the artist for a copy of his design so I could get it custom-printed on temporary tattoo paper for her. Now she always has a copy on her arm or her leg.”

“That’s so fucking cute,” Tori said. “How did I not know that?”

“Never asked,” Elyse said, still grinning as she stuck her tongue out at Tori. “Now, you gonna stand there all day or come get in this tub? It feels a-ma-zing.” She stepped down one more time into the middle, then sat down on a seat, the water up to her clavicle.

“Hey, you were the one making a speech,” Rhia teased. She’d already taken the iron band off of her head and the leather bracers and her strappy sandals had been left inside. Now she lifted her ‘chainmail’ crop top up over her breasts, bundling it near her neck so she could carefully pull it over her head without getting her long hair caught in it. She hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath it again, and now her glorious big tits were out and jiggling with her arms up and working.

I noticed that Tori was hesitating - not looking nervous, but definitely not diving in like the other two. She looked at me and gave me an up-and-down look before meeting my gaze and raising an eyebrow. I raised one of my own right back and shrugged before pulling off my shirt.

The thing about having group sex on a regular basis, or having sex in front of a group just as often when the scenario wasn’t a ‘group’ one, was that it was a really great inspiration to stay fit. Sure, I didn’t look like I did when I was twenty-one with the dream of being a leading man in an action movie, but I knew I’d done well keeping myself up.

The looks I got from all three of the coeds weren’t quite an ego boost, but it definitely didn’t hurt. Elyse was biting her lower lip as she sat in the hot tub with her arms out and resting on the side, practically eye-fucking me while her nipples bounced at the water line. Rhia, who had seen me shirtless before at the pool or on beach trips, wasn’t quite so enamoured with me but I still saw her giving a smile as her eyes traced across my chest and flat stomach before she started undoing the lacing on her chainmail skirt. Lastly, Tori was watching me out of the corner of her eye as she undid the knot that kept up her tube-top-like binding.

“Take it off,” Elyse called, giving a teasing little whoop.

“I’m trying,” Rhia said, scrunching up her nose and sticking out her tongue at the blonde.

“You know I meant ‘Fergus,’” Elyse said with a grin. “But you look pretty damn good too, ‘Olivia.’”

“Well, thank you, ‘Renee,’” Rhia said. Her ‘chainmail’ skirt slipped from her slim hips, revealing that she’d been wearing a pair of panties underneath - they weren’t lingerie, but in my opinion they were close. The back was almost sheer down to the gusset, teasing at her butt crack, and the front dipped low towards her mound as it hugged her tight enough to form a little camel toe. Her hips were slim, even more so than Elyse, and her butt wasn’t as nice as the blonde’s though she also wasn’t flat as a pancake either. She very much personified the ‘top heavy’ stereotype. “Come on, ‘Jade,’” she continued. “Is it stuck in your fur or something?”

Tori rolled her eyes and flashed Rhiannon the finger. She was holding the front of her top to her chest and she flushed a little again before she pulled it away, revealing her breasts. I’d only gotten a glimpse of them the last time, and now I had to suck in a light breath because they were Goddamn perfect. Sure, they weren’t as large and bouncy as Rhia’s, but they were full and sat high enough on the Indian coed’s chest that part of me wondered if she’d had some work done. There was no telltale sign of scarring though, and they hung beautifully with perfect dark chocolate-coloured areolas and nipples that were just starting to pebble and stiffen.

“Guess it’s my turn again,” I said, wanting to give Tori time to adjust. “Are we really all skinnydipping?” I asked as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts.

“I’m already naked,” Elyse said.

“Definitely,” Rhia said, shooting me a little look like she was worried I would back out.

I purposefully looked at Tori, making sure she was comfortable if I got my dick out. She met my eye and nodded, then pushed down her own poofy, loose pants to reveal she’d been wearing a blue thong underneath. It had shifted at one point and most of one labia was poking out at the apex of her legs, and she absent-mindedly adjusted the folded fabric and flashed me a little peak at her warm, brown pussy.

There wasn’t a point in waiting any longer. I thumbed my briefs along with my shorts and pushed both garments down my legs, feeling my cock release into the open air and spring up slightly. I’d gotten naked in front of other people hundreds of times, and I’d even done a nude play once in my senior year of college. I could generally control not getting an erection, even if I was getting visually teased, I just couldn’t make an erection go away without… manual stimulation. So far I’d managed to not escalate to fully erect, which might have been more aggressively sexual than would be good for the situation. Instead, it was about half-chubbed, arcing out and thick but not projecting.

“Ladies and gentleman, we’ve got dong,” Elyse said, putting on a voice like she was an astronaut calling down to NASA.

“Harrharr,” I said with a smirk, pulling my leg from my shorts and briefs and stepping out with the other so I was fully naked.

Rhia quickly pulled off her own panties, going so far as to pull them from her ankle and stand up, stretching them between her thumbs and then shooting them at my face as she giggled and climbed into the hot tub.

“Hey,” I laughed as I swatted them out of the air. “I didn’t throw my undies at you.”

“Love you, Shane,” Rhia replied in a sing-song voice.

“You mean Fergus,” Elyse reminded her. “We love Fergus.”

“True,” Tori said. She’d been pretty blatantly staring at my dick and her tongue played over the edge of her lower lip before her pretty brown eyes looked up at my face again. “We do love Fergus, and he deserves to get a little extra tip for all the shit we’re putting him through.” Tori turned her back to me, showing off her ass with the tight thong clinging between her bouncy cheeks - it was somewhere in between Elyse and Rhia in build and looked very spankable. But Tori didn’t just wiggle her butt or something; apparently her plan of a ‘reward’ was visual in nature because she bent at the waist gracefully, pushing her ass a little more towards me, and then slowly peeled her thong off over her butt. It clung to her pussy for a moment before sliding down her thighs, and she stayed bent over long enough for me to get a pretty good look at the pretty dark brown folds of her pussy in the diamond between her thighs and ass cheeks.

Then Tori stood up, stepped out of her thong, and moved past me to the steps into the tub. She trailed two fingers across my chest, biting the tip of her tongue in a playful look, and quickly stepped inside and slipped down into the water.

“You three are such trouble,” I muttered, and even I wasn’t entirely sure if I was saying it as myself or as Fergus. I climbed into the hot tub after them and settled down into the seat on the open side - the whole tub was big enough to fit eight more than comfortably (go figure, considering the core group I’d bought it to host numbered seven), so we each had plenty of space to lean back and enjoy the hot water. Without the jets, and with the underwater lights on, we all had slightly distorted views of, well, almost everything. I noticed that Rhia had a short, closely trimmed little landing strip and that Tori had a diamond of dark pubic hair, both of them so short that I was sure they wouldn’t be seen in an actual bathing suit. Pubic hair, however, wasn’t the main distraction for me because three sets of tits were bobbing in and out of the water.

The thing was, even though we all had our eyes wandering, no one mentioned anything about it. Instead, the girls slipped into character and started practising their voices, and talking about their backstories. They asked Fergus questions about his life, and I had to make up pretty much all of it on the fly, but I was more than used to doing that when needed.

About ten minutes in I sat up and leaned over the side to grab the little remote, and I turned on the jets. That interrupted the conversation as all three ladies gave pleased groans as their backs, thighs and sides were suddenly getting firmly massaged by the gushing water. The churning water removed our visuals, but that was OK, and the conversation started back up.

At least until I almost jumped out of my skin in surprise.

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