Surf 'n' turf.

You turn Amber around and get her sitting down, then lift her ass and ease her into a floating position again. You lift her legs and drape them over your shoulders, pulling her pussy up out of the water, and tell her to grab on to the edge of the hot tub to anchor herself. You grab her ass with both hands and lift her up a bit more, then bend forward to her twat. You bury your nose in her slit, stroking up and down and inhaling deeply. She moans and strokes your hair, then starts playing with her boobs.

You start licking her twat back to front with a broad, wet tongue, partly to add your own saliva; her natural lubrication has held up well, but you still want to make very sure she’s wet enough. You French kiss her pussy lips, letting your tongue lightly trace the outer edges of her labia. You want to take your time feasting on Amber’s pussy; you’ve already brought her to orgasm twice so far, and you want her to savor the sensations of being eaten out while floating, abandoned to the water.

Accordingly, you explore her gently, slowly, and thoroughly with your tongue, tracing out all the delicate lines of her twat and roaming into all its valleys and folds. You can’t see her face as she reacts to your exploration, but you can see her hands; they progress from teasing and stroking her nipples, to pulling and twisting them, to flat-out mauling her boobs. You can also hear her steady stream of encouragement and commands. “Eat me, baby . . . eat my fucking pussy . . . suckle my clit . . . fuck me with your tongue . . . eat me ’til I scream . . . make me scream, lover . . . make me beg for mercy . . .”

Her commands to you to suck her clit or tongue-fuck her grow louder and more desperate as you continue doing everything else in her twat instead, but finally you yield to her entreaties. Pinching in the sides of your tongue so it takes on a round cross-section, you penetrate her begging fuckhole, accompanied by Amber’s exultant “Yes!” You give her a few strokes with your tongue, then a thought occurs to you. You pull out, roll your tongue, and penetrate her again with it. You thrust several times with your tongue, then hold it as far in as you can go and try to unroll it. The unfamiliar pressure on the sides of her cunt sends Amber into orbit, and you can feel a small orgasm roll through her. It’s not enough to finish her entirely, but she’s close, and very horny. “Oh, lover,” she gasps, “that was . . . what a fucking tongue . . . so close . . . suck my clit . . . please, baby, suck my clit . . .”

You oblige, shifting up to suck her clit hard into your mouth and flick it with your tongue. “Ahhh . . . ahhhh . . . ahhhh . . .” Amber cries, her voice going higher and higher but not breaking, her muscles tensing but not to the point of exploding into release. You rapidly suckle her clit, then lightly scrape it with your teeth. At that, she explodes, with a scream that might better be called a shriek. She bucks her hips hard—which, since her legs are still hooked over your shoulders, means she lifts her ass completely out of the water. That presses her box hard into your face; fortunately, she keeps her grip on the edge of the hot tub, or else it might also have driven her head underwater. As it is, she only holds the position for a few moments before relaxing back into the water.

When Amber opens her eyes to look at you, you ask her, “You like?”

“Ohh, lover, you know I like,” she says huskily. “The only question I have is, how’s your cock going to top that?”