The door then opened and both me and Phil instinctively leant forward and put our hands over our cocks, a natural reaction to hide our hard-ons. It was a man who looked to be in his fifties who had a fairly trim body for his age. He looked at the girls then over at and me and Phil and nodded a ‘hello.’ We nodded back and I saw him have a quick glance at our hard cocks as he sat on the lower bench in front of us opposite the girls, his towel still wrapped around his waist. The girls had opened their eyes when he entered, had a quick look at him and then shut their eyes again, not bothering to move to try and cover their nakedness. I caught a brief movement of Jay opening her legs a bit. Whether this was from the heat or whether it was to tease, I wasn’t sure but from where the man sat the only pussy he could see clearly was Cheryl’s on the lower bench.
I wondered how Phil would react, especially if the man made a move on Cheryl. From what I knew about them, they both fucked around separately and tried to keep it discrete from each other. I don’t think they had ever fucked around with others together. Although, the man might have just come in for a sauna and not for anything else. The man wiped the sweat of his face that had soon started to appear and I watched him as he looked at Cheryl then up to Jay then back to Cheryl.
He moved a hand under his towel and I could see his movements as he slowly started to rub his cock, still looking from one girl to the other. As Phil and I were sat away from the girls and none of us were talking, I think he assumed that we weren’t in there together. I knew that people came here for sex but I wasn’t sure if Cheryl and Phil were aware. All they knew so far was that it was a ‘nudist spa,’ not a hotspot for swingers.
Phil looked over at me and nodded down toward the man to emphasise that the man was wanking beneath his towel. I nodded back, to indicate I had noticed and carried on looking at the girls to see if either of them would also notice. The man casually turned and looked back at us and we both nodded and smiled back, still with a hand on our cocks, both of which were still hard, not being put off by another person being so close.
It was Jay who noticed first. She turned her head towards us and opened her eyes. She looked at us on the upper bench then at the man and the movement under his towel. She then turned her body until she was lying on her side and leaned up on her elbow to allow her head to rest on her hand. She looked at the man who was now fully focussed on her and then blatantly looked at the movement of his wanking under the towel.
Noticing this, the man slowly parted the towel to reveal an average sized hard cock. He looked directly at Jay and slowly ran his hand up and down the shaft of his cock while he leaned his other arm casually on the upper bench between me and Phil.
Jay smiled at the man and started to caress her tits with her free hand, circling her nipples and giving them a pinch which made the watching man began to wank in earnest, gripping his cock hard as he moved his hand faster up and down.
He gave out a little moan which made Cheryl open her eyes and look at him “Oh my,” she said as he looked from Jay to her and wanked even harder. Cheryl looked up at Jay and, seeing what she was doing to tease the man, also moved on to her side and lifted her right leg and placed her foot flat on the bench, subsequently giving the man a clear view of her pussy. This was too much for the man and he let out a loud gasp and came; small jets of cum shooting out of his cock over his hands and between his legs on to the towel he was sitting on. His strokes began to slow until he had stopped and no more cum was evident. He was a bit out of breath and began to take deep breaths to recover as he pulled a corner of his towel up to wipe his hands and cock of the thick, sticky liquid.
Jay sat up and looked to Cheryl and asked, “Pool?”
“Absolutely” Cheryl replied standing. “You coming?” she asked me and Phil.
“Sure,” I replied and we stepped down past the man who had a look of surprise on his face, now realising that we were with the girls and was probably embarrassed at this actions. We wrapped our towels around our waists and nodded a goodbye to the man still sat on the bench and still looking shocked.
Cheryl took Jay’s hand and, walking hand in hand began to laugh. “That poor man,” she giggled. “Did you see the look on his face when he realised we were all together? I feel sorry for him now. I do have a question though.” As Jay led us to the pools Cheryl asked, “Be honest. After what just happened in there, is this a swinger’s spa?”
“You could say that,” Jay answered as we entered the pool room. The larger pool had about twenty men and women in the water all leaning back around the edge of the pool, some chatting in small groups, a few couples on their own and then some single men who were just observing the scene around them. It was an eclectic mix of ages and body types; some slim, some larger, the youngest looked to be in their early twenties, the oldest around sixty.
They all looked up as we entered and either nodded to us in acknowledgement or said hi or hello as we walked in and headed to the cold plunge pool. Jay knelt down and put her hand in and feeling the cold temperature, pulled her hand out. “Fuck! That’s cold!” she said drying her hand on her towel. Phil dropped his towel and headed for the steps leading into the water. “Fine by me.” He said and slowly climbed down into the water. The shock on his face told us that the water really was that cold but he continued until he was up to his neck and bobbing around.
“It’s certainly refreshing,” he said as he got used to the temperature. Jay dropped her towel and followed Phil’s example and also climbed down the steps into the pool. She also looked shocked but after a couple of moments had also got used to the cold water and swam over to join Phil.
I watched them both swim around for about a couple of minutes and could see that they had got used to the temperature and were now swimming together from side to side of the small pool. I looked at Cheryl who shrugged her shoulders. Without a word being said we dropped our towels and she held her hand out to me which I took, and jumped in hand in hand. The cold water hit me like a lightning bolt. I had gone fully under and every pore of my body felt like it was being stabbed with a thousand needles. I came to the surface and bobbed around, the water being only about five feet deep allowing me to walk and rub my body with my arms, trying to get used to the temperature. Looking around I could see Cheryl doing the same.
“Of fuck,” she shivered as she swam over to me. “This is freezing!”
“You didn’t have to jump straight in?” I said between shivers. “You should have gone down the steps and got slowly used to it.”
“I did because you did,” she shivered back. With that she put her hands on my head and ducked me under the cold water, keeping me under for a few moments. I didn’t resist knowing that she was just having fun also I was submerged a few inches from her tits with her nipples hard and very erect with the cold. She let go and I surfaced face to face with her, our bodies almost touching. She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me against her so I could feel her tits against my chest and a leg that had just started to rub my own.