Chapter 20 - The Hot Springs [https://cdn.midjourney.com/71778d74-452c-42b8-8997-1899f8748904/0_3.png]

The air of the afternoon was crisp against Kennedy’s face as she watched bubbles rise to the surface of the lowest bathing pools. From the safety of the wide ledge, she extended her toes and touched the heated water. She had heard of hot springs, but this was the first one she had ever seen. The steaming pools invited her sore body. Raised a city girl, using outside water to get clean didn’t make sense, but no one had offered her an indoor shower. As she swished her toes, a mineral taste suffused her mouth.

Thanks to Sandy’s mom, their girl scout troop had camped inside to earn their badges. For most of Kennedy’s life, she had avoided opportunities that involved encountering bugs. They had set up tents in the Mason’s hall for their camping badges. Kennedy wasn’t comfortable with nature. The wild seemed unpredictable and dangerous. Holding on to Terry’s arm, she submerged her foot briefly to her ankle, before shaking the water off. The bubbling pool was warm as bathwater.

Devoid of her hesitation, Terry grunted happily and peeled off his shirt. His muscles pulled and corded across his shoulders under his tawny skin. When she slid her hand along his back, he murmured with pleasure. They might have a little time.

Looking over his shoulder, down at her, he arched a dark brow as his hands unfastened his jeans. With a mischievous grin curving her lips, Kennedy pulled off her sweat-stained t-shirt, glad to be rid of it. Making quick work of removing her disgusting pants and underwear, she tossed the stiff fabric to the far edge of the stone where her shoes rested. Her pants should be burned. Naked, she slid into the natural pool with dried blood flaking off her skin.

Engulfed in the bubbling water, her spirit sang with joy at the heat. Longing to scrape the blood flakes and fear sweat from her body, Kennedy sank deep and then under. Maybe she could be a mermaid the next time they tripped. To have a setup like this, the drugs this community produced had to be expensive. When she surfaced, Terry reached for her. His rough palms skimmed across her skin as he drew her closer, leaving a tingling path.

The heat surrounding her body caused the crisp air against her face to feel like feather-light kisses. Delighted, she rolled like an otter and came to settle against him within the ring of his arms with her back against his chest. He slid his calloused fingers across her, sweeping her skin. Playfully, he cupped her breasts as she relaxed in his embrace, allowing her body to float in the bubbling heat. Restless, his hands roamed across her and she closed her eyes with pleasure.

The sound of a clearing throat startled Kennedy, and she instinctively brought one hand up to cover herself. David stood by the edge of the pool close to their clothes, twisting a ball cap in his hands. With his cheeks flushed, he looked vulnerable and full of longing.

“I know I ain’t got no right to ask, Miss.” David looked toward Terry. “And I know you don’t need my help.” He shrugged helplessly. “But I figured there might not be any harm in asking.”

Not sure she was really understanding, Kennedy glanced up at the Vet. Was this mountain boy wanting to join them in a carnal fashion? The Vet gave her a sexy smile and lifted his shoulders briefly.

“My choice?” Kennedy asked. Terry nodded and leaned down and kissed her bare shoulder. She looked at the boy, whose dick was clearly straining for freedom in his jeans. Cap crumpled in his hands, David politely waited as she lay back in the water and thought about it. These new rules appealed to her. She lifted her hand and crooked her finger, inviting the young man to join them. He gave a youthful whoop and immediately began peeling off his clothes. His eagerness made him clumsy, and he nearly fell into the pool. When he was finally naked, farmer’s tan exposed in all its glory, he splashed into the water with his rigid cock bobbing merrily.

When he reached out toward her, his hand touched her foot with reverence, as if she was holy. Terry pressed his mouth into the curve of her neck and Kennedy closed her eyes in bliss. His hot kisses were followed by the heat of his open mouth. The cradle of his powerful arms made her feel secure.

Letting go, she gave into the indulgence of their attentions, allowing her body to float. Warm, strong hands slid over her flanks, across her rib cage. Terry’s palms cupped her breasts as more hesitant hands cradled the curves of her ass. They rolled her in the water, hands and mouths, bringing her pleasure in waves. Terry drew her to him and kissed her mouth with need and passion.

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Ambrosia. Tingling, the tops of her thigh breached the surface as David lifted her hips. Kennedy allowed her thighs to float apart. As he held her hips at the surface, David wrapped his sinewy arms around her. When his mouth came against her sex, hot and electric, she gasped. His kiss found her clit, and she groaned into Terry’s mouth as goosebumps pebbled her skin.

The sweetness of their attentions poured like honey into her body, washing her golden and filling her with light. Head tilted back, she cried out against Terry’s cheek as her first orgasm hit her. The surface of the pool water rippled against the stone sides as they cradled her through her release. Panting, she smiled up at Terry with her body full of falling stars, and he claimed her mouth with a burning kiss.

When her thundering heart slowed, the Vet exchanged a look with David, and they rotated her molten body in the water. As David settled her shoulders against his chest, Terry slid her thighs to the top of his shoulders and sank deeper into the water to press his mouth hotly against her sex. Body arched, she moaned as he swept her tender flesh with his tongue, greedy and rhythmic against her.

David’s body trembled as he held her, arms twined around her, vibrating. Shy as a young buck, he stood up in the pool until his cock bobbed close to her face. “Please,” he whispered. A goddess dispensing favors to a supplicant, Kennedy reached for him and wrapped her hand around his throbbing length. His cock was pretty, very pink, curving slightly upward.

As she stroked him, David’s throat worked, swallowing an animal sound. When she brought her mouth to the head of his cock, his entire body shuddered as her lips brushed across the velvety head. She felt powerful as a water deity. A siren. Pleasure rolled in, waves rising from where Terry’s mouth stroked her sex. Sucking David’s cock deeper into herself, she curled her tongue along the underside of him.

Breath ragged, David slid his hips back and forth with his hands supporting her upper body in the bubbling water. From the sounds he was making, the boy would not hold on long. With her second orgasm rolling toward her, her cock sucking became eager and animal. She engulfed the man and he couldn’t contain his harsh animal cries. When she came, her throaty grunts of pleasure sent David over. The taste of him spurted into her mouth and she swallowed his salt on instinct.

Stunned, the boy staggered backward and sank into the water. With powerful hands, Terry drew her floating body toward him, pulling her onto his lap. Eager to be closer to him, she wound her arms and legs around his torso. When he found her center, he sank home, anchoring her hips with his hands as he pressed into her. Head thrown back, pleasure spiraled through her. A sharp prickling pleasure moved through Kennedy’s whole body. The fire lines down her sides didn’t itch, they invited. Entangled, they rutted with abandon as water splashed in fat waves over the edge. David’s gentle hands slid down her back. When she turned her face toward him, he kissed her. Crisp apples. Was he twenty, twenty-one? Pressed between them was a heavenly place to be. One orgasm blurred into another.

Kennedy lost count of the ways they turned their bodies, and how many times they took her, one and then the other. Spent, well-used, and sated, she rested against Terry’s broad chest. David, eyes closed, turned his face up toward the sky as he eased back and forth into her floating body. His hands loosely cradled her hips and his sweet pleasure spread out into waves, across the water, through her body.

When he came, waves of light moved under her skin. As the sound of his cry faded, he slid back down into the water, leaving her body strangely empty. Arms resting on the lip of the pool, he relaxed. Terry murmured and gently rolled her limp and sated body over to rest upon his chest, belly to belly. When he tilted her face toward him, she offered up a lazy smile.

Down the sides of her body, she felt a pleasant prickling sensation. He was allowing his body to shift and inviting her to go with him. The electric lines along her sides itched as the urge intensified. Feeling his split begin, she followed him. There was no pain or fear as they turned into their heart shapes, pressed together.

Complete, she slid off of him, nails scraping the carved stone seat. He was so much bigger than her. When she bumped into his side, his dense body barely moved. David opened one eye and lazily smiled. He reached out and rested one hand on her muscular furred hip. Catching the whispering of the trees, her ears swiveled. The night was coming.

Getting out of the pool took a bit of doing, and a good push from David while Terry laughed at her in bear from the grassy shore. Tossing a snort in his direction, she tried to walk past him on all fours with some amount of pride, but the whole adjusting to a new body thing was still hard as shit. She stumbled and almost face planted. The heat of changing made her body very comfortable in the cool air. Her grumbling stomach led her forward to the path back to the caves, with Terry at her side. The mountain people had taken their supplies, so they owed her a sandwich. David walked with them grinning, all of their clothing gathered in his arms.