We decided to be polite to the other guests and rinse off our sweat and fluids in the showers before going back outside. Tamara sat on a stool in front of me and pulled her hair around to the front so I could wash her back. There was a softer, more sensual intimacy in massaging soap into the long, non-erogenous expanse of her spine and shoulders. A quick fuck was one thing, but cleaning each other up seemed somehow more personal.

I stepped in, pressing my bare chest and still-recovering penis into the smooth slipperiness of her body, reaching my arms around her. We were so completely naked to each other, skin against skin all the way down. Under the guise of washing, I fondled her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples, ticking the areola in spirals until I felt them harden under my touch. I caressed her midsection, smearing it with soap bubbles in slow, downward strokes until I reached her thighs. I spread them — she shivered with anticipation, but I let that feeling build by taking my time with the fronts and insides of her legs, enjoying their firmness, tracing the outlines of her tattooed finches. Her breathing was heavy and punctuated by small gasps by the time I started washing around her Pussy and pubic mound. At that point, my weak flesh had caught up to my willing spirit. I knew she would have felt my cock stiffen into the small of her back and noticed the way I shifted to let it complete its passage from downward pointing to upward. I rinsed the soap off my hands and fingered her properly, grinding my hardness into her back.

After a while, she squeaked out that we should trade places and I was on the receiving end of the same process. She tried to tease, but I’d made her impatient. She washed my whole body as I had hers, drinking in the sensuality of it, just faster and more eagerly.

“Oho, you’ve got sensitive nipples then?” I had shivered when she tweaked them while washing my chest. “That’s fun in a guy.”

“I can’t help what feels good.”

“Then how does this feel?” She draped herself over my shoulders. Her tits pressed into my shoulders. Her hands hung low, rubbing up and down my thighs and cock. She found my balls and groped at them, reaching underneath to stroke my taint as well, as best she could reach it while I was sitting. She played with me like that for a while, pushing her front into my back, where there was no friction at all between our skins and we slid and glided up and down each other. Agonizingly, she didn’t finish me off, though I did have to agree we’d probably be there a while if she had, considering how recent the last two were.

“We should get back to the others if we’re going to hang out again.”

I wouldn’t have cared if I never saw anyone else ever again if it meant we could keep doing that, but I agreed to join her back outside.

We got up in time to see Jim jerking himself completion over an eagerly kneeling Bryn. Despite my fixation on Tamara, I’d never been able to totally forget they were right next to us during our games. I wondered how much they’d watched, or if they’d just totally focussed on each other. He came explosively, leaving ropes of white gel hanging over Bryn’s face, chest and hair. I added “cum-covered” to my mental list of intimate ways I’d seen her.

I fought an internal battle not to start working my own shaft at the image.

“We might be another minute,” she said. “You guys go on.”

Tamara and I made our way back toward the outdoor baths. Both of us had our towels draped casually over our shoulders. Why bother hiding? Everyone here had already seen it all, and they all knew what we’d just been doing. It felt amazingly naughty to be so casually naked, aroused and hooking up. Even with past girlfriends, and even in the most unfiltered of “locker room talk” scenarios, I’d never felt like I could be this open and explicit with my body, my horniness and my desire to look and be seen. I wondered again if Jim and Bryn were already distracted with cleaning each other or if they were taking a moment to watch us walk away side by side and bare-assed. Tamra has quite the rear on her, and I’d say I do alright for myself, so they should both have had a view to enjoy.

It turned out the girls in the Hot spring had found their own entertainment while we had our fun, maybe sparked by Jordan’s arrival. I guessed that because her and Jackie were both out of the water on the side of the pool in a sixty-nine position. Jackie’s head was toward the door, and she looked up when she heard us arrive. Juice glistened on her chin. Below, Jordan’s cunt was displayed to us, overflowing with lubrication and featuring no less than three silver piercings in her labia, glinting in the moonlight.

“Hey girl!” she said gleefully, “did you get it?”

Tamara ran a finger along the top of my still-hard cock. “I got it goooood.”

I was busy taking in the rest of the scene. Tessa was enjoying the show enough to have sat up on the rim and started fingering herself, using her Free hand to twist and pull on her single nipple piercing. She moved her hand in surprise to hide her Pussy when she noticed me (after a moment; she’d been pretty focussed on herself) but decided the genie was out of the bottle and revealed her most private zone with a sheepish smile. Nadia was also out of the water, lying on her side by the edge, all curves, like a statue of a fertility goddess. She’d lost the towel, and a spike of fiery red bush showed between her legs. The freckles kept going. Everyone was past the point of having secrets. We all looked. We were all seen.

Tamara and I sat on the edge, dipping our legs in the water. She poured another cup of sake for each of us. To the side, Jordan made a muffled noise to prompt Jackie back into the depths of her quim.

“I can’t believe we went all the way to the sauna to get a room,” Tamara noted.

“Not that I’d complain,” I added, referring both to the experience of the sauna and the action we’d returned to.

“I never thought the night would go like this,” Nadia admitted, “but one thing really led to another out here.”

“Jim might be coming out soon,” I warned. “He’s hooking up with Bryn now.”

“How cute,” Nadia giggled. “I was wondering if they’d ever get to it.”

Had there been something building between them on the trip? I’d been too caught up in my own stuff to notice. But I agreed it was nice for them.

“They came into the sauna as we were finishing,” Tamara declared. She patted my thigh. “This one came the moment he realised he had an audience! He acts shy, but I think he’s a bit of a show-off, between the lot of us.”

I turned a little pink as I became the centre of attention, albeit through a level of distraction from Jordan and Jackie. My cock remained hard and vertical in my lap, refusing to go down while there were eyes on it. It throbbed once and a bead of precum appeared at the tip. There was a ripple of laughter from those whose mouths were unoccupied.

“Have you ever done it in front of anyone else before?” Nadia asked.

“Not anyone who wasn’t involved, no. Have you?”

She smiled a knowing smile. These were the kinds of questions you just couldn’t ask when everyone was clothed. Her answer was the kind of story you couldn’t tell to people you weren’t naked with, at least not in so much detail. “When I was in uni, I lived on res,” she began. “They pair you up with a roomie, same Sex, one bed on either side of the room, real limited space. It made things difficult when we both got boyfriends. And the walls came down one at a time. We’d have our boys sleep over after coming back from a party as long as the other agreed and was warned, and they’d get frisky and someone would touch someone under the covers. My roomie — Sarah — and I talked about it after we’d both struggled to keep quiet a few times and kinda agreed we could look the other way and be cool about it when stuff happened as long as the other one was kinda subtle.

“That went on for a while, keeping it low key but not having to completely hide it. Sometimes when she woke me up with her boy, I’d look over to Sarah’s bed and catch her eye. I’d give myself a little bit of a tickle to it, even though there wasn’t much to see. Sometimes she’d do the same when I was with my guy. I don’t think we ever both did it at once. The guys were kinda weird about having another boy in the room.

“But it really wasn’t the best Sex. If you’re staying quiet and under the covers, it’s all missionary and you can only do these little wriggles instead of a proper thrust. And one night I got sick of that, and I said to my boy as he warmed me up, ‘I’m tired of this half-baked almost-Sex. Tonight you’re fucking me like the queen we both know I am. I need you to flip me over and pound my Ass as hard as you can. I want to be pushed against the wall and bent over the desk and taken properly in all those ways you always wanted to try from your pornos.’ And I rolled over and looked Sarah in the eye and told her, ‘I know this goes past what we agreed to, but I’m pent up and frustrated and Horny and I need this tonight. You can watch or pull a pillow over your head or go do a late night study session or whatever you want, but it’s happening!’

“And I kicked back the sheets and because we’d been warming up, my boy already had his hard dick coming out of the fly of his jocks, so he was just in shock, realising Sarah could see. I wriggled out of my PJ bottoms as quick as I could and didn’t take long with the top because he’d already opened it and pulled my tits out, and I just pounced on him like that, all out in the open with Sarah staring. She stayed for the whole thing — the bed, the wall, over the desk, watching me clean out his creampie after.

“It was some of the best I’d ever had. Of course I had to apologise to Sarah the next day in case I’d made her uncomfortable. She just told me it was the fastest she’d ever cum while masturbating. I hadn’t even noticed she was doing it!” Nadia laughed. She’d sat up and started kicking her legs through the water as she’d told her story, and her mirth had her figure jiggling enchantingly.

Jim and Bryn joined us soon after, just in time to catch Jordan and Jackie reach dramatic mutual orgasms. Though they’d missed Nadia’s story, that tale set the tone for the remainder of the evening. Questions and answers became unabashedly sexual. Tales were told of first times and best experiences, all in visceral detail. There were no redactions, no censors and no barriers between us. We turned each other on, and those of who had paired up fucked again, right there in the cool air of a Japanese summer’s eve, with our new friends watching and the two solo acts pleasuring themselves at the sight.

I took Tamara into the pool and had her bend over the side, presenting her Ass and Pussy to anyone who wanted to look. Everyone did. I opened the folds of labia and stroked the inside before positioning myself behind her in a crouch and kissing those wet lips. I came up for air and caught Bryn and Joe leaving the pool, making for the trees by the fence, which she used for balance as she cocked her leg up and invited him to fuck her standing. Surprising flexibility, and a wonderful view. I descended and ate some more, savouring the juices, the scent, the reaction that came when I sucked at her clit. The next time I raised my head, a lot of splashing drew my attention to Jackie and Jordan’s trip across the spring to where Nadia was seated. They took one side of her body each, kissing up her thighs and stomach, each one eventually taking one of her nipples into their mouth and sucking in unison. Nadia cupped their heads, holding them to their task. Her sounds of pleasure were soft like sighs. In contrast, Bryn was now howling at the moon.

Tamara realised my distraction and stood to face me, pressing her naked front into my own. She kissed me with an eagerly probing tongue, tasting her cunt from the inside of my mouth. She pushed into me and we tripped, stumbled and toppled into the water.

I resurfaced close to where Tessa was. She’d stood up on the side of the pool, but was still idly playing with her quim. Having her standing overhead gave me a fantastic view of the way her long, pale legs led up to her crotch. The way her fingers danced gave me a view of her lips, her entrance and her clit. I saw that she had stubble on her mound and around her cunt. She smiled down.

“You guys are too cute!”

She walked around the pool, never participating, but acting as an open voyeur to the fun going on around her. I couldn’t possibly overstate the sexiness of a woman walking around in the nude like it’s nothing. Even in non-sexual circumstances, the female form is so appealing and so socially coveted it can’t help feeling like it breaks a taboo to just put it out there. The idea of seeing something it feels like I shouldn’t be seeing and showing off things that are expected to be hidden, fills me with lust. I looked her up and down, front and back in her exposed glory, seeing the muscles of her thighs and Ass move under the naked and unobstructed skin as she moved. Tamara took my cock into her mouth, uncaring of who my eyes were on.

Jordan was now standing open-legged over Nadia, spreading her Pussy to show off the piercings there, explaining the process and taking questions about how much they hurt. Jackie had four fingers inside herself and not a single care left who saw. Bryn came hard and loud as Joe once again finished inside. The visual stimulation alone could have pushed me over the line.

“I’m close,” I warned Tamara.

“Well don’t contaminate the pool with it! Hurry, get out!”

Her urgency drew the eyes of the others, so everyone was watching as we left the water and arranged ourselves. She laid down and presented me with her body, which I happily used. Despite being on the third round of the night, a lot came out, painting her skin up and down, splattering over her tits and collarbone and across her bare pubic mound. I moaned from the Orgasm, and half a dozen of the coolest, most attractive young women I’ve had the pleasure of knowing watched me do it. (Plus Jim, he’s a mate, but I don’t draw the same sexual thrill from his eyes.)

By the end of the night, there wasn’t a single girl there I hadn’t seen cum, and they had seen every angle and motion they could possibly want of me. The remainder of the trip never saw the stars align to get us all naked in the same space again (Tamara and I kept hooking up in our rooms regardless, and we weren’t the only ones) but the following days were filled with winks and sly smiles of all kinds. It was a dirty, magical secret we all shared, even after the tour ended and we returned to our own states and countries, and an experience I’ll never forget.