I am Polly 27 years old, have medium length blonde hair, nice 34 c cup breasts, and a nice soft pear shaped bottom. Earlier in the year my boyfriend at the time, Steve and I decided to go on a skiing vacation to Austria. We stayed at a small beautiful chateau that had an outside hot tub that was open 24 hours a day. We hadn't taken swimsuits with us, but every night after drinks and dinner, we'd go down in our undies, (but on this night I had my smallest throng and a sheer skimpy bra which struggled to hold my boobs in) and soak in the hot tub to relax. The first two nights, nobody else had been there, so we'd been able to strip down have a soak naked and have some heavy petting. On the third night, we expected to do the same, we had a little too much to drink and tonight I was half hoping that the petting and fondling would progress to Steve giving me a really good fuck in the hot tub. When we got to the hot tub I was really disappointed as there was another couple already in it. Steve didn't seem to mind and removed his dressing gown and boxers, then got into the hot tub. I saw the woman eyeing up his large swaying cock as he climbed in to the hot tub. I was a bit apprehensive but after a little encouragement, Steve convinced me to drop my dressing gown and get in. I kept what little there was of my bra and panties on. I was pleased to see the man getting a sneaky look at my form. As we got in, we nodded hello to the other couple. The man looked about 50 years old, he good looking and was very well built with blonde hair, and the woman was about the same age, she looked very elegant and pretty with long blonde hair. As we sat in the tub, Steve nudged me and nodded towards the woman, he had noticed that the other woman wasn't wearing anything, as between the bubbles in the hot tub, you could clearly make out her small pert breast and a small amount of hair between her legs. I smiled and rolled my eyes at him. Not wanting to be left out I discreetly looked down and could see that the man was naked to, although it was difficult to see his exact size, he certainly seemed to have a fair sized manhood. The woman said something to the man, in a language other than English. She then said something to me, which I obviously didn't understand. "Sorry, I don't understand. Do either of you speak any English?" I asked. The woman shrugged her shoulders, as did her husband, clearly not understanding a word, but muttering “Sweden”. It was for the better I figured, as I'd rather not have to make small talk anyway. I closed my eyes and lay back in the water. I had drifted off and was woken by a noise close by, when I opened my eyes and I looked over at the other couple to see them passionately kissing and the man was massaging her breasts. I watched while not trying to be too obvious. They certainly didn't seem to mind, as they continued their fun. I was beginning to get that familiar sensation in my pussy, and turned around to see if Steve had noticed. Of course he had noticed and was smiling at me, I looked down to see his cock standing straight up, almost poking out of the water (yes he is well endowed!!!). The two of them kept right on going, the woman's hand was now under the water and it was clear that she was now jerking him off. I looked at Steve and smiled, then leaned over and kissed him. I shoved my tongue deep into his mouth. With that invitation, he reached over and grabbed hold of one of my breasts, massaging my nipple through the bra. After a short time he was no doubt feed up with the obstruction, and reached behind and unhooked my bra, pulled it away from me and released my boobs for all to see, we continued making out, Steve was now vigorously massaging my boobs, and we remained completely oblivious of the stranger’s right across from us. As we continued our fun, I reached down and began rubbing Steve’s cock. As I was caressing Steve’s cock I felt a foot caressing his balls, I discreetly looked down and realised that it was the other woman's. I pretended not to realise and kept caressing his cock. Steve played with my pussy with one hand and slid his other hand up to my boobs then started to tweak my nipple. Then I felt another hand on the head of Steve’s cock, the bitch opposite was skilfully rolling it between the palms of her hands, Steve was moaning and groaning. I was shocked "Surely he most know that there were two pairs of hands working on his cock". He looked at me, shocked, and then he quickly pushed the other woman’s hands away, she muttered something to her partner and smiled at me. I looked at Steve and left him in no doubt that I was obviously not impressed. The woman was looking at me and smiling, "Fuck it!" I thought to myself. "Two can play at this game." I got up and went over and sat down right next to her man. Pulling him to me, I gave him a long lingering French kiss, at the time it never occurred to me that this guy was the same age as my father, with that Steve reached out and took hold of the woman and pulled her over towards him. As we kissed the man slid his hands into my panties and very skill fully (but quite roughly) set about pleasuring me, it felt amazing after all these years off being with Steve, I finally had another set of fingers pleasuring me. I returned the favour and started to play with his cock, (actually it was quite a bit smaller than Steve’s but it was really thick), soon I was vigorously rubbing it up and down. He was now quite roughly sucking and nibbling at my nipples, (at this point it occurred to me that if or more likely when this guy fucked me it was going to quite a bit different from Steve, who had a lot more gentler approach to love making), however after all that had gone on tonight, I was gagging to be fucked now and I quickly pulled off my own panties. My pleasure was interrupted as I heard his wife scream out, no doubt she wasn’t used to a cock the size of Steve’s. I opened my eyes to see her start to bounce up and down on Steve’s cock. I was strangely aroused by the sight of my boyfriend fucking this older woman. My man muttered something angrily to himself (I wondered if he hadn’t wanted it to go to penetrative sex), he stood up and pulled me over to the other side of the hot tub and placed me down next to Steve and his partner. Then he pushed me forcefully over the side of the tub, I had my elbows on the edge. He moved his cock against me, and pushed his cock aggressively against my bottom, he repeated this a couple of times until I moved my hand behind and guided him to the opening, then because he was quite thick it took a couple of painful pushes until he was fully inside me. This caused me to let out a couple of puffs and pants, then his hands gripped tightly around my hips, I somehow know that I was going to get the most aggressive fuck of my life, and in a strange way I was really looking forward to the variation. He banged me like there was no tomorrow, at times he pulled my hair backwards. We were both very vocal and after a short while I was screaming and screeching out every time he thrusted into me. I was a bit miffed that Steve took no notice of how aggressively this guy was fucking me, (although there was no way I was going to let him stop the best fuck of my life). At one time I looked back and my lover was tilted back caressing his partners boobs and kissing her at same time as he was fucking me, and she was riding my boyfriend with abandon, slamming down on him to meet each of his thrusts. Amazing the man continued fucking me through 2 orgasms, before blowing his load deep into my pussy. God knows someone must have heard the chorus of screaming and wailing coming from the woman and me as we where so fantastically being fucked and the guys grunting and groaning as they fucked us. Again this did it for me, I screamed out as the third orgasm of the night ripped through my body. Hearing this must have put his wife over the edge, as she let out a wailing scream soon after, shortly followed by Steve’s final grunt. At that we all fall back exhausted, as if I hadn’t had enough surprises for one day, the woman stood up, and beckoned for Steve to follow her. Steve got up, gathered his dressing gown and left without even saying a word. At that the man stood up and beckoned me to follow him, I put on my dressing gown and followed him to their room feeling excited and very, very apprehensive about what lay ahead.