See and do

Turned out the light,
Walked out to the back deck of the small cabin,
We had rented in the group of cabins,
Each next to its own hot spring,
On the shore of the steam.

A light frost in the air,
In the full moon light,
She was watching something.

In their hot springs pool,
On the edge of the stream,
Just off their deck,
At the cabin down stream from us,
A young couple was,
Providing a show.

I stepped up behind her,
We both watched.

She was sitting in front of him,
Leaning back against his chest.

As his hands went around her,
Slipped under her bikini top,
My hands did the same,
Cupping my ladies’ breasts as,
His hands cupped her's.

My fingers caressed the swelling nipples of,
My weekend guest,
In imitation of our neighbor’s fingers,
Massaging his girl’s clearly arousing nipples.

When he tossed her bikini top,
On to their deck,
I slipped my ladies’ off,
Tossed it toward the door,
That led,
From our deck to the cabin.

His tongue and lips nibbled,
At her ears,
Neck,
Shoulders.
I added love bites to
My exploration of,
The silky skin,
Pressed against my own chest.

On the breeze,
I heard a soft moan,
Or was my own lady’s
Vocal pleasure in response to,
My imitations of our neighbor’s actions?

I felt a soft bottom,
Working against me,
Just as the movements,
Across the way,
Indicated the girl’s,
Actions arousing,
Her guy,
Who's hips,
Pressed tightly,
Against her own.

I could see his hips,
Start to move,
Rhythmically,
Pressing,
Rubbing himself,
Against her.

Mine were keeping time,
Not only to his movements,
Across the way,
But, more importantly,
Much more importantly,
In exact time,
To the arousing rubbing of,
The hips pressed,
Against my own.

Suddenly, across the way,
There was some wiggling,
Writhing,
Wriggling,
And I saw his hand flip her bikini bottom,
On top of the bikini top he had,
Previously tossed onto their deck.

The bows on either side of
The bikini clad bottom,
Pressed against me,
Untied quickly,
And a bikini bottom was tossed,
Against the door,
Falling near the,
Bikini top,
Already there.

I watched as his hand moved down,
From her breast,
To where she,
Had separated her legs,
In preparation for his fingers.

As my fingers,
Parted my ladies’,
Lower legs,
And began to,
Caress,
Across the way,
Her back was arching,
Her hips were, moving,
Just as the back against my chest,
Was arching,
And hips were,
Moving,
In response to,
My fingers stroking,
Rubbing,
Stimulating,
Between and,
Within,
My own lady.


As I used a free hand to push,
My trucks down enough,
That they fell off,
Around my feet,
I saw,
A pair of trucks land on top of,
A bikini top and bottom,
Lying on the deck,
Next to the pool,
Where, it was clear,
He was
Entering her.

Just I was entering,
My own lady,
Aided by the movements of,
Her hips,
Pressing back against me,
So that,
My every thrust,
Forward,
Upward,
Into her,
Was met with.
A driving thrust of hips,
Back,
Against me.

While one hand,
Pinched,
Twisted,
Twirled,
Played with
Her nipples above,
The fingers of my other hand,
Similarly,
Stimulated,
Her below,
In rhythm with,
My,
Thrusts,
Her,
Thrusts.

Our rhythm,
Matched the rhythm,
in the pool across the way.

Four pair of thrusting hips.
Four sets of genitalia moving,
Into and within each other,
In rhythm to each other.

Until the sounds of,
Four voices,
Crying the,
Ecstasy,
Of sexual orgasm,
Sounding across the meadow.