Summer at the Lake - Part 2

The next morning I woke up pretty early. It's odd, but for some reason, even though it's common for me to sleep until noon when I'm at home, whenever I'm at the lake I tend to wake up around six or seven. I guess a big part of me just can't stand the idea of wasting any time in this beautiful place. Anyways, Chris was still dead asleep, but I needed to get up. I slipped out from under his arm, put on my swim trunks as quietly as I could, grabbed my towel and went down to the lake.

The sun had just come fully over the lake on the horizon, so I guessed the time to be around half past six. I stood, just breathing in the cool, clean mountain air, loving the feeling of the morning sun on my body. After a minute I put my towel down over a log and put my feet in the lake for the first time that year. I dove in, and it was already warm enough, even this early in the day. I started swimming my old route around the bay. Out to the furthest island on the eastern side, across the mouth of the bay to the forest on the far west side, back into shore, then across to the closest island on the east side again. All told, it's probably about one-and-a-half kilometres. When I was 17, the year before I left, I did it three times without stopping, a personal best. That was before I started smoking though, and it had also been almost five years since I had been here, so I had to call it quits after only one 'lap' this time. Even so, as I walked out of the water and back onto the beach I felt refreshed and rejuvenated. On my way back up to get my towel, I noticed that Kat was sitting with her back to the log I had put it on.

I waved and smiled. “Morning!" I called, and she waved back. She stood up and handed me my towel. "Thanks," I grinned, generally just pleased with life at the moment.

"That was pretty impressive." She said.

"What's that?"

"I was watching you swim. I don't think I could make it half that far."

"With practice you could. I've been doing the same circuit since I was a kid."

She seemed skeptical, "Maybe, but I doubt it."

"If you want to, you're welcome to swim with me in the morning. I do this every day when I'm here."

"Really? I mean, are you sure? I wouldn't want to slow you down or anything."

"Don't worry about it. By the end of the summer you'll be in great shape." She gave me an offended look and smacked my arm.

"What do you mean 'will be'?!" She teased me brutally.

I stammered to recover, "Uh, I mean, you already have a great body, I just meant stamina-wise..."

"I know what you meant," She said softly, interrupting me. She was a few inches shorter than me, and when she looked up at me, head slightly down-turned,  wavy raven hair slightly obscuring her beautiful cerulean eyes, I felt myself start to become hard. My swimsuit is basically briefs; not quite a Speedo, but equally tight. I'm sure she noticed the hardening outline of my bulge. "And thanks." She smiled this cute, cheeky little side-mouth smile at me, still looking up at me. We were less than an arms-length from each other, and I could feel the warmth of her body radiating onto mine.

"Uh... yeah... sorry." I continued to be at a loss for words, and she spoke again in that soft, sultry voice.

"I said don't worry about it."

"Uh... OK." I recovered slightly. She was still standing mere inches from me, and I had a sudden impulse to kiss her, furiously, passionately, which I only managed to just barely suppress. "So what are you doing up this early anyways?" By asking this innocuous question I managed to mercifully, horribly, break the spell she had momentarily held me under. She didn't actually move, but I felt the tension between us lessen.

"I couldn't sleep," She explained. She brushed her loose hair back over her shoulder, it was easily long enough to stay there, and sat down on the log. I finally started drying myself instead of just dripping while holding the towel like an idiot. "I'm not used to sleeping on the ground.

I grinned, most of my composure regained. "City girl through and through, hey?"

She laughed, "Well, yeah, a little I guess. I've been camping before, but I've always used an air mattress. I kind of packed in a hurry this time though, and I forgot it."

"Well, if you want, you can use my sleeping pad..."

She game me a look of mock indignation. "Did you just proposition me?"

I was on my guard this time though (or my 'game' if you like), and I responded smoothly: "Maybe. Do you want me to have just propositioned you?" I smiled coyly, very aware that I was still half-naked with the beginnings of a hard-on in my trunks.

She looked like she was going to come back with a clever reply, but then her face clouded a little and she changed her mind. "Hey..." She began. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sorry, did I just cross a line there?"

"Oh no, it's not that, I'm just a little confused."

"OK. What's the question?"

Just then Chris came down the path towards the beach. "Good morning, sports fans!" He called down jovially.

"Uh, it's OK, I'll ask you some other time." She looked away, then waved at Chris and smiled. "Morning!"

I looked at her quizzically for a moment, then dismissed it. I was a little confused by the roller-coaster conversation of the last ten minutes, but I figured that I had nothing invested in this girl, so I decided to just let it go for now. Besides which, I had a pretty good idea of what her question had been going to be anyways. Chris approached us and leaned in conspiratorially.

"You two aren't going to believe what I just woke up to." He said.

"Oh yeah?" Kat asked.

"Oh yeah." Was his only reply. He turned back towards the camp, and when we didn't immediately follow, he gestured impatiently for us to do so. I looked at Kat and shrugged my shoulders, then made to follow him, and  Kat quickly did the same. When we got to the area where the trail went from beach back into forest, Chris slowed down and made a shushing motion with his finger against his lips. I arched an eyebrow at him, but did my best to make my footsteps quieter. As we got closer to the camp I began to hear little noises. Some of them were like murmured conversation, some like little whimpering noises, some like soft, lilting laughter. I quickly realized that they were coming from the girl's tent.

"...uhn...uhn... oh..."

I looked at Chris, then at Kat, and I knew I wasn't imagining things. I was pretty sure that Tara and my sister were having sex. Chris was grinning like an idiot, and Kat had this look on her face that was halfway between shock and laughter.

"...fuck... Tara... quit... teasing me..." This in between soft panting. I clearly recognized Ehrin's voice. "Kat could be back any second, and... OH! Fuck! Yes, baby, just like that... lick me just like that... I'm so close, Tara, so close... make me cum..." Kat had her hand over her mouth, doing her best to stifle her laughter, and Chris was still smiling like the cat that’d gotten the cream. I just smiled a little and shook my head, then turned towards my own tent. I made sure I was completely dry, then got dressed in some black knee-length shorts and a white v-neck t-shirt. I slipped on my flip-flops and put my Ray Bans in my pocket, then went back out to start making breakfast. By the time I came out, Chris and Kat were already ahead of me, and they seemed to have out ingredients for a classic greasy-spoon breakfast: eggs, bacon, and toast. I didn't hear anymore sounds coming from the girl's tent as I passed it. Leaving Kat and Chris to do their thing with breakfast, I put the coffee on, then lit a smoke and sat back against my favourite old tree to enjoy the sunlight, which was by now streaming through the tree tops in mottled patches. A few minutes later Tara came out of her tent.

"Good morning." I said, being the closest to her.

"Uh..." She looked a little rough around the edges, a little worn out, but she smiled tiredly. "Oh, morning. Hey, is that coffee I smell?"

"Yeah," I replied. "It should be finished percolating in a few minutes."

"Perfect. I have to piss like a racehorse."

"Charming." I said, laughing.

"Outhouses are...?" She continued, unabashed. I pointed with the hand that held my half-finished cigarette. "Thanks." I nodded, taking another drag.

"How do you take your coffee?" I called out, after I had exhaled.

She called back over her shoulder, "Black as my heart, sweet as my ass!" She wiggled the body part in question at me provocatively.

"That's a lot of sugar!" I yelled at her distant figure, which was by now disappearing into the trees. She looked back over her shoulder at me and grinned. I grinned back, then snubbed my butt and got up to put it in my designated ash-can. The coffee was nearly finished so I got out some mugs.

"Who else wants some of this rocket fuel?" I asked.

"No thanks, dude." Chris said. "You know I can't handle amphetamines." I laughed at his choice of word.

"Me please." This from Kat. "Black."

"Sugar?" I asked. She shook her head. "Ah, a girl after my own heart!" She smiled but didn't look up from her task of frying the bacon.

Ehrin got up just as Tara came back. I handed Tara her coffee, then arched an eyebrow at Ehrin as I put Kat's down on the picnic table beside her. Ehrin shook her head, then reached down in between Kat's arms to snag a piece of bacon. "I want to go clean up first. I’ll get some when I come back." She said, at the same time as Kat swatted her with her free hand.

"Get away! It's not even ready yet!" Ehrin dodged, laughing.

"Mmm, chewy, my favourite!" Kat made a disgusted face and went back to her task.

After we had all eaten, I suggested that we all go for a walk around the campground and the area to the west of the lake.

"There are some beautiful trails out here, and Matt isn't going to get here until around dinner time, so now would be a perfect time." Everyone agreed, so after we cleaned up the dishes and put everything away, we set out. We spent the rest of the morning and the early afternoon exploring the area, and we all returned fairly tired out at around 230.

"Ahh!" Chris exclaimed. "I need a beer or six after that!" We all laughed at that, but quickly agreed.

We all went to get changed for the beach, and I packed a cooler full of drinks and snacks. Chris and I carried it down, walking behind the girls. They were all wearing bikinis now, ready for an afternoon of sunbathing. Chris and I admired the view, not at all minding that they were walking rather slowly, chatting all the while. We smiled at each other over the cooler, and I'm pretty sure I detected a mental high-five coming from him.

Down at the beach we set up, laying out towels, and Ehrin set up her iPod speaker-dock so that we'd have some music. She picked one of her favourites for the beach: Tom Petty. I made fun of her for having a girly-girl crush on him, but in truth, his music is pretty perfect for a day of drinking at the beach. As the girls started lathering on sunscreen, I grabbed a beer from the cooler and tossed it to Chris, then pulled one out for myself.

"Who needs alcohol?" I asked, looking at the girls. Kat and Ehrin both declined, but Tara saved them from being ridiculed unanimously.

"Hell yes! Toss me one of those Pilsners." I did so, and she promptly cracked it and downed about half of it. Chris looked at me, slightly goggle eyed. I smiled. Having known Tara for most of my life I was well aware of her drinking ability. She pushed her can into the sand so it wouldn't fall over, then picked her sunscreen back up and said, "Hey, can one of you girls do my back?"

Chris immediately perked up. "Here now, you've got two strapping young lads right beside you. That's our job!"

I heard a muffled laugh from Kat, who was already face down on her towel, and Tara raised an eyebrow at Chris. "You offering?" She asked.

"Offering?" Chris played it up, looking genuinely offended. I knew this side of him well, so I just let it play out. "I'm bloody well insisting!" He didn't crack a smile, but I knew he was grinning on the inside. Tara laughed and threw the bottle of cream at him, which he caught deftly.

"Put your money where you mouth is then, champ." She lay down on her front on her towel, then reached behind her back to undo the straps of her bikini top. Now that all three girls were face down, Chris looked over at me and grinned. I just smiled and shook my head. I was about to lay down myself when I heard Ehrin's voice.

"Ger?" Will you do my back too? You know I look like a lobster if I don't use SPF Irish."

I smiled at her familiar joke. "Yeah sure." I hopped up and moved over to her towel. Chris was already done Tara's shoulders, and was working his way down her back. Ehrin undid her straps and I started spreading the lotion onto her pale skin. As I did so, I was forced to notice again how much she had come into her own since I had first left to travel. She really was a very beautiful young woman now, and I smiled, glad that the rough patch she had gone through seemed to be over. Kat leaned up on one elbow.

"Well shit." She exclaimed. "How did I end up the only one not getting the royal treatment?"

I smiled at her and said, "Wait your turn, princess."

Her mouth made an 'O' and her eyebrows went up. "Princess?!" She swatted my arm playfully and I laughed again. Chris was really going to town on Tara, working on her legs now, even though she had already done them herself. I finished Ehrin's back well before he finished with Tara, so I moved over to Kat. She already had her straps untied, to eliminate tan lines I guess, so I started right in. I rubbed some lotion between my hands to warm it up a little, then started in on her shoulders and the back of her neck.

"Mmm," She moaned softly. "Good boy..." I chuckled and continued my work. I decided to be a little forward and followed Chris' lead, turning the simple task of applying sunscreen into an impromptu massage. Chris was done with Tara by now, and I could see them chatting quietly, Tara's head turned away from me and towards him, Chris lying beside her, propped on one elbow, displaying his hard body to excellent effect.

Kat seemed to appreciate my efforts; I could see a little smile on the corner of her mouth, so I continued to work my way down her body. I worked my strong fingers into her sides, ‘accidentally’ stroking the sides her large breasts a few times, then moved down to her slender waist, and then to the tender plate of muscle just above her ass. I took my time there, working deeply into the tissue, running the heel of my hand up her spine. Finally, I decided to take the plunge, and worked my hands down over her ass. I heard a little noise come from her throat, something like a purr and a moan at the same time.

“I revise me previous statement,” She said quietly. “You are very definitely a bad boy.”

In response, I simply continued what I was doing, encouraged by her words. I kneaded my hands into the soft, but firm, flesh of her well-proportioned ass, massaging each cheek individually, working my hands down onto her thighs, slipping into the cleft between them to barely, just barely, brush against the fabric of her thong. She purred again.

“Careful, sailor,” She continued in that soft, sexy voice. “You’re liable to get a girl all hot and bothered doing things like that.”

“Promise?” I asked cheekily. She just laughed, and I continued my way down her legs, massaging behind her knees, really working into her calves, then ending at her feet. She had very dainty, and, for lack of a better word, ‘lady-like’ feet. Her toes where painted a vibrant, dark red, the same as the lipstick she favoured. I worked my hands into the arches and she groaned.

“God, that feels good after walking all morning.”

“Good.” I said. “I like making beautiful girls happy.”

She laughed. “Don’t overdo it, Don Juan.”

The next few hours passed slowly, but pleasantly. The afternoon drifted into evening, spotted along the way with smatterings of conversation and people getting up to get another drink. I was starting to drift off to sleep, nicely toasted after four beers, when I heard a voice call down from the top of the beach.

“Fuck you guys!” I looked up and saw Matt standing there, sweating his ass off by the looks of it.

“Hey buddy!” I called out.

“I’ve been driving for 2 hours, in the blazing sun. I’m sweating bullets, and here you assholes are set up with cold beers!” I was about to offer him one when he continued, pointing right at me. “And YOU! You said this place was easy to find! I thought I was going to get lost and have to shoot a bear and build a cabin just to survive the winter!”

“Uh, Matt, it’s the middle of summer. And the road only has one fork on it, and it’s clearly labelled…” He wasn’t even listening to me now, as he walked past us down to the water, continuing to rant about the heat. He was stripping off clothing as he went, seemingly oblivious to the fact that all of us were staring at him by now. By the time he got to the water he was down to his lime-green briefs, and he immediately waded in, then turned around and fell over backwards, instantly submerging himself. We all looked at each other, confused expressions on our faces. About fifteen seconds later he resurfaced, dripping, his curly mohawk hanging in his face.

“So, uh…” I called down to him. “Feel better?”

Without wiping the water or hair from his face, he said, “I’m halfway there.”

I knew what he wanted so I grabbed a beer and hucked it down into the water. He fished it out and cracked it open, and it instantly frothed up. He quickly put it to his lips to save as much as he could, then continued chugging it. It was gone in about 10 seconds. Actually, not that fast for him; he really must have been hot and tired.

“Ah yeah, manx!” He exclaimed, a huge grin on his face now. He then promptly fell back into the water, floating around on his back.

All of us up on the beach started laughing our asses off at this point. When I started to recover I gestured out at him, still floating there.

“Chris, Kat, this is Matt.” After which, I called out, “Matt, say hello!”

“Hello!” Came his reply, one hand came up out of the water to wave, but he started to sink and he quickly put it back down. This got us all laughing again, through which Chris managed to ask:

“Did he call you a manx? Like the cat?”

“Uh, yeah, it’s kind of a long story. Just pretend he said ‘man’ and you’ll get the same meaning out of it.”

Chris just shrugged and dismissed it. Matt was wading out of the water now. He flipped his hair out of his eyes and stood dripping onto the sand in front of us.

“Hey Matt.” Tara and Ehrin spoke nearly simultaneously.

“Hey girls.” He said. Then to Kat, “Hey.”

“Hey yourself.” She replied. “Nice undies.” Matt just laughed.

“Do you guys know each other?” I asked.

“Oh yeah,” Kat said in an exaggerated voice. “We go waaay back.” Matt laughed even harder at this, then flopped down onto the sand. He was instantly covered in it, the grains sticking to his wet skin.

We passed the next hour together down at the beach, then headed back up to the site to make dinner.

“What night is it?” I asked, and for my effort got five different replies at the same time.

“Burgers!"

“Tacos!”

“Shish-kebabs!”

“Steak!”

“Beer!”

I held up my hands to defend myself from the verbal onslaught. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! One at a time! One at a time!” We all had a good laugh at this, but then I decided to be decisive. “Never mind! I agree with whoever said burgers, so that’s that!”

Ehrin cheered, and there were a few comical groans, but no one complained. We set about the preparation, and a couple of hours later we were all completely satisfied, and sat back to digest. A little while later someone suggested cleaning up, and I immediately cried out:

“Girls night for dishes!”

“What?!” I got three sets of eyes on me right away. “Quick guys! Let’s…umm… go get some firewood! Yeah, that sounds plausible.” I quickly got up and darted away, narrowly dodging a plastic plate aimed at my back. Matt and Chris were right on my heels. To our credit, we actually did go gather firewood, and by the time the girls were done cleaning up we already had a fire started down at the beach.

As we all gathered our camp chairs around, the sun had already set, and the stars were just coming out. We all had a drink in hand, and everyone seemed to be feeling pretty relaxed. The conversation started off innocuously enough, after all, some of us hadn’t known each other for very long, but Tara, true to her nature, quickly shifted it violently into a whole different level.

“So!” She said dramatically. “There something I’ve been just aching to ask all day.” She was looking me directly in the eyes.

“Oh yeah?” I asked, playing along. I was well used to her personality. “What’s that?”

“How long have you been taking dick for?”

“Shit, Tara!” Ehrin piped up in an exasperated voice.

“What?!” She asked. “I’m genuinely curious!”

I burst out laughing. “Shit, I thought we were a little loud.” Chris looked a little like a deer caught in the headlights for a second, but then grinned wryly, I suppose deciding that he didn’t care who knew. Matt looked a little confused.

I was still laughing, but I managed to answer her question. “I’ve been bi my whole life Tara. I knew I liked boys at the exact same moment I knew I liked girls. Actually, I’m a little surprised you didn’t already know.”

“Really?” She seemed appreciative of my response. “But you didn’t really answer my question.” She added cheekily.

I smiled, “No, I guess not. Are we really going to get into this?” I didn’t mind, but also didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable.

“Yeah we are!” She said immediately, “What does a mixed group of 6 slightly drunk people ever talk about except sex?” She seemed to genuinely think there was nothing else we could talk about.

“OK, OK!” I said, then paused to think for a second, but more to savour the memory than to actually recollect anything. “Michael was my first. That would have been in 2002.” I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Kat as looking at me with a strange expression on her face.

“16, huh?” She replied. “Was that your first first, or just your first guy?”

“Both. I didn’t sleep with a woman until I was 19.”

“’Woman’?”

“Well, she was 34 at the time. She was still very beautiful, but at that age I doubt I could get away with calling her a ‘girl’.”

“Whaaaa-aat?” This from Matt. “Your first time was with a 34 year-old woman when you were only 19?”

I looked over at him and shrugged. “Well… yeah.”

Tara piped back in, “You little pimp!” Then started laughing. She looked over at Ehrin. “Did you know about this?”

“Yeah,” She said dryly. “I got to hear all about it at the time. But wait, the little ‘pimp’ hasn’t even told you the best part yet.”

“Ooooh!” Tara crooned. “So what’s the best part, stud?”

I shot daggers at Ehrin with my eyes, and she pointedly ignored them. “Uh... Well… shemayormaynothavebeenmarriedatthetime.” I said all in a rush, then quickly looked down at the ground.

“Bah!” Ehrin snorted. “There’s no ‘may or may not’ about it. She was married, and when you were done with her she wasn’t anymore.” She looked mildly annoyed, but she also knew that the situation hadn’t been that simple or clear-cut, so I ignored it.

“Wow,” Said Tara. “We’ve got a little home-wrecker over here!”

“Hey, can it.” I said nicely. “It wasn’t like that.”

She held up her hands. “Hey, sex complicates everything, believe me, I know. No judgments here.”

“So are you going to regale us with the story of your first time now?” I asked.

She shrugged dismissively. “Not much to tell really. I was 14. It hurt, and ended quickly. End of story.”

“Yeah,” Matt said. “I was really young my first time too. Baaaaaaad idea there manx.” We all laughed at that, and then Tara added:

“I don’t regret it though. I mean, at least I wasn’t one of those girls in high school who was painfully shy because she was afraid of her own sexuality.”

“Hey fuck you!” Kat exclaimed. “ I was one of ‘those girls’ and you know it!”

“Haha, sorry love. But seriously, if you could do it all over again, and just, you know, get it over with, wouldn’t you?”

Kat seemed to think about this for a second, then shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know… Actually, no, I know I wouldn’t. My first time was perfect. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

“Was that…” I began. “You know, whassisname, that guy you were with forever in high school?”

“James? Yeah. He was my first boyfriend, my only boyfriend, actually. We were together for 4 years, right up until after graduation. We didn't sleep together until partway through grade eleven."

"Whoa!" said Chris. "That's one patient dude."

“What happened?" I asked. "If you don’t mind my asking.”

“No, I’ve had time to get over it, its fine now. He did the same thing you did after high school. Moved across the world. The difference is that he never came back. Just decided to stay, and I got to hear about it in an email.” She was smiling a little sadly, and Tara put an arm around her shoulders.

“Asshole.” I said simply. “Anyone who runs away from their life like that doesn’t deserve you anyways.”

“Yeah, that’s kind of what I decided too.” She gave me a smile. “Thanks” I nodded and returned the smile.

“So,” I brought the subject back around to its beginning. “Did Tara ask the question you were going to ask me this morning, Kat?”

In the firelight it was hard to tell, but I think she blushed a little. “Umm, well, sort of…” She seemed unsure of herself, despite the direction the conversation had taken already.

“Ask.” I said.

“Uh, well… I guess I already got the biggest part of the question answered, that you like guys, but I guess… Well, do you prefer guys or girls?”

I smiled. This is almost invariably the first question I get asked when people find out I’m bi. “In theory, neither." I answered. "But in practice, I know that I want to have a family some day, and I know that adoption isn’t for me, so I tend to think about both guys and girls for sex, but only girls when it comes to relationships.”

“What about you Chris?” asked Tara.

“Me? I am a sexual ty-ran-o-saur-us!” He said loudly, gesturing expansively.

“What the hell does that mean?” Ehrin asked, laughing despite her lack of understanding.

“It means, darlin’,” explained Tara. “That he eats, or in this case fucks, everything.”

“Bingo!” Chris laughed and pointed at Tara. “Clever girl.” He said, grinning.

“It’s not just a hat rack, sweetheart!” was her comeback.

"But, hey, Tyranosaurs don't eat everything, they're carnivores, not omnivores..." said Ehrin.

"Yeah," replied Chris, winking. "But I don't fuck trees either."

“Hey,” Matt said suddenly. He had been starting to nod off in his chair. “Did you just say…? Did you guys fuck in our tent last night? Aw, man! It’s gonna smell like sex in there now! Sweaty, man-sex!” We all fell to laughing, and on that note Ehrin decided to turn in for the night.

“Good idea,” I said. “I think I’m going to call it a day too.”

In the end, Ehrin, Matt, and I turned in, and Kat, Tara, and Chris stayed up. I heard someone else go into the girl’s tent about 15 minutes later, and when I woke up the next day Chris was there, on the other side of Matt from me. I got up and put on my trunks quietly, then headed down to the beach, towel in hand. When I got there, Kat was already in the water.

"Hey!" I called down to where she was standing up to her calves in the water. She turned her head without turning her body, and smiled at me over her shoulder. In the early morning sunlight, her dark hair cascading over her shoulder and down her back, slightly obscuring her face, she was startlingly beautiful.

"Good morning." she said, turning back to the sunrise. I admired her lovely form as I put down my towel then walked down the beach to join her in the water. She was wearing a different bathing suit from yesterday. It was still a two-piece, but this one was solid black, both pieces. The bottoms were cute little hip-hugging boy-shorts, not unlike my own, and it had a tube top. As I waded up beside her I noticed that her large breasts were pressed tight underneath the stretchy material, and her cleavage was phenomenal. If it hadn't aroused me so much, it might actually have been comical. I quickly looked away, but I saw a smile on her lips from the corning of my eye and guessed that she'd seen anyways, but she made no comment. For several long moments, we stood together silently, simply enjoying the morning: the sun, the water, and each others presence. I kind of lost myself in it, just staring out onto the horizon.

"I can see why you love it here so much." she said softly, after a while.

I smiled, and said, "It's not a hard place to love." I was silent for a moment longer, then continued. "I almost moved here, you know. After I got back from traveling."

"Really?" she asked. I could see that she was looking at me now, instead of out across the water. I returned her interested look with my own steady gaze.

"Yeah. During my flight home I had this thought, this feeling... It's hard to describe, now, but at the time it was so powerful. It was completely inescapable. It was like..." I fumbled for the right words. "I guess I can sum it up with one sentence: How can I fake being happy to see people I've grown infinitely apart from?"

She didn't respond right away, and I could see some kind of conflict going on behind her eyes as she looked into my own. I laughed slightly nervously and waved it away, breaking our eye contact. I looked down at the water.

"Anyways, it turns out that 'infinitely apart' is a slightly bigger gap than I originally thought." I continued. "After seeing what me being away had done to me and to my family... What it had done to Ehrin... I knew that I could never leave them like that again. I mean, I'd definitely like to go traveling again," I felt like I was rambling a little, and tried to finish up. "But I know that I could never leave them for so long again, never leave them so completely again, so I ended up just staying in the city."

Kat was looking down at the water by now, her thick, luxurious hair swept forward, completely obscuring her face. I heard a muffled sound coming from her throat, and she didn't respond to what I'd said.

"Kat?" I asked softly. Nothing. I reached out and softly touched her shoulder, and suddenly she threw her arms around me, her face buried in my chest. She was sobbing openly now, and suddenly I remembered what she had said about her ex-boyfriend, and I felt like a clumsy idiot.

I held her lightly, softly stroking her hair. "Kat, I'm sorry. I didn't think before I started talking like that, I..."

She lifted her head from my chest a little, lifting her eyes to meet mine, and I found myself unable to continue. They were a little red from crying so hard, but still lovely in the pale morning light. Her cheeks were streaked with tears.

"I'm sorry." I said again, simply. She slowly stood up on her tip toes and removed her hands from around my torso, placing them instead on either side of my face. Her body moved into mine, and she turned her face up towards my own, and then suddenly she was kissing me. It was slow and passionate, and I could feel her need radiating into me as I kissed her back, feeling her hot tears stain my cheeks as they began to flow again. In reality I'm sure it lasted only a moment, but it felt like days. It was both sad and exquisite, fatalistic and perfect, and it ended much too quickly.

Kat placed her head back on my chest and I stroked her hair again for a few moments. I suddenly remembered why were were both down here in the first place.

"Hey," I said, making my voice light. "I thought I was supposed to be giving you swimming lessons?" I pulled back a little, still holding her in my arms, and looked down into her smiling face. She laughed a little as she wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Sorry, you must think I'm crazy." She said, a little self-consciously.

"I don't think you're crazy," I said in a mock authoritarian voice. "I think you're lazy! Here I am trying to teach you to swim and you just throw yourself at me in a shameless attempt to get out of training!" I kept my face stern, but she must have seen my eyes laughing. She stepped back and slapped my chest playfully.

"Hey! I did not 'throw' myself at you." She laughed again, but then her face became more serious. She came a little closer again, and, keeping her chin down, she looked up into my eyes. "But, to be honest, that doesn't sound like such a bad idea..."

I was momentarily shocked, but I don't think it showed, and I recovered quickly. I arched an eyebrow at her, smiling a little. "Well, I'll tell you what." I said coyly. I turned slightly, my left arm around her shoulders, and pointed out across to the western side of the bay with my right. "We'll race to that inlet, do you see it there?" She nodded. "Good. So, we'll race over to that inlet, that very private inlet, and if I get there first we spend the morning doing laps, but if you win, you can do all the throwing you want.." By the time I finished, she had already dove in, and was swimming for the far side of the bay. I barked a laugh and followed, swimming in huge strokes to try to catch up.

She beat me, but just barely. I drew up onto the shore and flopped down on my back, panting and out of breath, and Kat was on me in a second. Her legs straddled me, kneeling on either side of my hips, and her hungry mouth found mine. I could feel her warm, firm flesh pressed tightly against my own, her breasts pressed up against my chest, her mound rubbing up against my bulge through two very thin pieces of material. As my hands came around to stroke her back, her tongue flitted softly into my mouth.

"You let me win." she purred as the kiss broke off.

"Define 'win'." I responded, and she grinned, then moved back in for another kiss. It was deeper this time, more insistent, and when we parted again we were both out of breath. Kat was subtly grinding her crotch into mine, tiny movements that were quickly reversing the effect that the cold water had had on me. I groaned appreciatively, then started softly kissing her neck, down her throat to the cleft between her collar bones. I moved back up, sucking in the soft, sensitive flesh above her clavicle, using long, firm strokes of my tongue to make her moan.

Kat was starting to grind her hips into me more insistently now, and it was becoming impossible for me to ignore the raging hard-on I had in my trunks. I suddenly had a horrible though, and stopped short of what I was doing.

"What's wrong?" Kat cooed, trailing little kisses down my chest. She lifted her hips off of my own, and continued to kiss her way down my abs.

"Umm... This didn't even occur to me before I suggested that we swim all the way out here, but... Hnn!" My abdomen contracted sharply as she kissed the tender area between my hips, nipping playfully at my ticklish spot. "Hey! No fair..."

"What were you saying?" She asked, clearly pleased that she had distracted me.

"Uh... we..." Her hot mouth was over my trunks now, her lips and tongue grazing my turgid cock through the fabric. I moaned and tried to regain a little composure. "We don't... god that feels amazing... have a condom..."

"So?" She asked, not put off at all. She was kissing the inside of my thighs now, her fingernails clawing lightly into the sensitive flesh below my belly-button, tracing their way down into the waistband of my shorts. I gasped appreciatively. "I have an IUD." She said simply.

"I... what?" I lifted my head and looked down at her. "Really?"

"James and I were together for almost five years," she said. She looked up at me but didn't stop her hands moving over my straining dick. "I got it right before we had sex for the first time."

I had to laugh a little, and said, grinning: "I suddenly feel like a very, very lucky young man."

"You ain't seen nothin' yet." she replied, and I suddenly felt the cool morning air on my entire body as she stripped off my trunks, finally exposing me completely. Her mouth was on me instantly, sucking my cock-head between her full, soft lips. I gasped and swore loudly, and she giggled with my dick in her mouth, the vibrations arousing me even further. Kat continued to move her head down further onto me, using her tongue to coat me in her saliva as she went. She stopped then, and when I lifted my head to look down my body at her I could see that she had me all the way to the hilt in her throat. She came back up quickly, gasping a little, a thick runner of saliva and precum reaching from her bottom lip to the tip of my cock. Kat continued to stroke me as she recovered from the deep throat, using her thumb to flick my swollen head back and forth. The feeling was incredibly intense, and I felt that I couldn't take much more like that. Luckily, she quickly took me back in her mouth, the feelings becoming more pleasurable and less intense as she continued to slurp up and down on my cock.

"Kat... wait, stop for a second." I said after a moment. She did, but looked up at me with a confused expression.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No! No, not at all. But there's somewhere close by that I think would be more comfortable." I gestured to the somewhat rocky beach around us. "I think I have a rock under my left ass cheek and it's starting to go numb!"

She giggled at that, then stood and I did the same. We came together then, kissing softly for a few minutes, and I tasted myself on her tongue, hot and musky, neither of us wanting to part. Finally, I took her by the hand and led her up the beach, and then into the forest.

"Where are we going?" she asked after about a minute.

"It's not much further," I responded, pointing. "Just through that jag of fallen rock there." It took us about five more minutes to get there, having to navigate a few fallen trees (which is no mean feet when you're completely naked with no shoes on), but then we arrived at a small clearing in the forest, the canopy thick enough here that the ground was covered in soft moss instead of undergrowth.

"Wow, it's really beautiful here." Kat said, taking in the sight.

"This is one of my favorite places to come to read when I'm here." I was idly stroking her hair, and allowed my hand to play down onto her lower back, then onto her firm ass. She was standing in front of me, and as I continued to caress her she leaned back into me, grinding her ass into my crotch. My dick slipped between her thighs, prodding at her mound through her suddenly annoying booty-shorts. Kat gasped out, then moaned as I stroked my cock in between her thighs, rubbing my thick tool against her hot snatch. I could feel that the material between us was becoming slightly damp. My hands came around to stroke her taught stomach, caressing her hips and waist. I drew my fingernails lightly along her ribcage, satisfied with the sharp intake of breath it caused, then moved up to run my fingers lightly across her compressed tits. I could feel her nipples hardening under my touch, and I circled them lightly with my fingertips, eliciting another deep-throated moan from Kat. I kissed the nape of her neck, and then she leaned her upper body forward, still rubbing her ass into me, and lifted her arms above her head. I drew her tube-top up and off, allowing her large breasts to spring free. She took both of my hands in her own, then immediately guided them back to her chest. I took one breast in each hand, kneading them, pinching the nipples slightly, circling them with the rough tips of my fingers. Kat shivered when I did this last, then turned around to face me.

There was no mistaking the lust burning in her eyes, and we started kissing furiously. Our tongues sought each other out, dancing into each others mouths, exploring. Kat reached down between us to continue stroking my cock, and I broke off out kiss to take her left breast in my mouth. I sucked the entire aureole in, flicking the nipple between my teeth, running my tongue in circles around it. With my left hand I massaged her right tit, then pinched the nipple almost enough to hurt as I nibbled on its twin.

"Ahh!" Exclaimed Kat, gasping in sharply. I switched the positions of my hand and mouth, then moved my free hand down between her legs. She was still stroking me when my fingers brushed over her pubic mound, tracing the outline of her labia through the material. Her hands left my aching dick, slipped into the waistband of her shorts, and whisked them off. I stopped, realizing that we were both finally completely naked, and stood back slightly to admire her form. She was stunning, the mottled sunlight playing shadows across her lovely, young body. I took it all in, moving my eyes from bottom to top. Dainty feet, well-turned calves, smooth, creamy thighs. Her pussy was almost completely shaved, with only a thin strip of hair above her clit, and in her high state of arousal I could see the moisture that had begun to seep from her folds, coating them in a sticky dew. Her stomach was flat and taught, her breasts, large and firm, with none of the sag she might encounter later in life. She had her hands clasped behind her back, forcing her chest out even further, and her nipples were perky, standing to attention from my earlier ministrations. As I completed my lustful survey and looked into Kat's beautiful face, I could she that she was blushing shyly. I took her chin in one hand, lifting it so that her gaze met my own.

"Why are you shy? You're beautiful." I said.

"I... just..." She blushed even more deeply. "It's just that, James is the only other guy who's ever seen me naked..."

In response, I kissed her tenderly on the mouth, then whispered in her ear, "You're beautiful. Don't be ashamed of your body." I licked her ear lightly, then nibbled on the fleshy lobe. Kat shivered, then gasped. I let my fingertips trail down her body once again, grazing her breasts, and left one of them there while the other continued to descend. I brushed softly against her outer labia, feeling both the heat and the moisture which had built up there, then gently parted her lips with one finger, going slowly to allow my finger to become lubricated. Kat gasped and then moaned hard when middle finger slid inside her.

"Lay down." I said softly, and Kat did so, spreading herself out in the most inviting way, with her hands trailing around her breasts and abdomen, and her rich, dark hair spread out like a halo around her. She had one leg straight out, and the other propped up, with her thighs slightly together. I knelt down, lifting her other knee, then gently spreading her legs apart. Throughout it all Kat had this look of slightly shy lust on her face, and she was biting her lower lip. I moved my face down towards her body, kissing the inside of her thighs lightly, nipping playfully at the sensitive flesh. I breathed in her scent, savoring it momentarily, then reached out to lightly slide my tongue from her vagina to her clit. Kat cooed softly, shivering a little. I kissed her vulva, mixing my saliva with her juices, then softly sucked her inner labia into my mouth. I held them there, stroking them with my tongue, then slid it inside of her. I moved my tongue up to her clit again, flicking it against her erect nub. I used my fingers to spread her open, allowing me to lick her with long, broad strokes. Kat was breathing hard, panting almost, and soft, whimpering moans were escaping her throat. Her hands we in my hair, pulling my head deeper into her. I built up speed and pressure, and used my free hand to once again insert my middle finger.

"Fuck," she moaned, gasping. "Fuck I want you inside me. Come here..." Her hands moved from my hair to my chin, but I resisted. I grabbed both of her hands, one in each of mine, and held them to her thighs, forcing her to help me spread her legs even wider. I redoubled my efforts, starting to lash Kat's clit furiously with my tongue. She let out a little scream as I increased the pressure.

"Oh, fuuuck... Ger... it's too intense... Oh my god! Oh my fucking god!" She was moaning constantly now, thrashing her head from side to side. She was straining against the hold I had on her hands, her arms down between her legs, forcing her tits together. I looked up without stopping what I was doing, thoroughly enjoying the view, and the look of ecstasy on her face. Her whole body was shaking, her chest heaving as she fought for breath, and I continued to lash her drooling pussy mercilessly with my tongue. Suddenly her whole body went stiff, her thighs locked around my head, and she let out a long, wordless scream. I didn't stop, even still. As Kat's orgasm overtook her body and her senses, my tongue continued it's work.

"Holy fuck, holy fuck, oh god you have to stop, I can't handle it," Kat's body shuddered, and I actually was about to stop, but then she said, "Oh fuck I'm going to cum again, don't stop, I'm going to fucking cum again, I'm going to... AAAH!" She screamed again, and I felt a surge of her wetness escape into my mouth. I drank it down greedily, still licking her folds, not wanting to miss a single drop. Kat had stopped moving completely now, her breathing deep but fast, her chest heaving. As I brought my head up from between her legs, I could see that her entire body was covered in sweat. By the look on her face, Kat was in some other, distant world.

I scooted around to lay beside her, caressing her body lightly with my fingers. "Kat?" I asked softly. I received only a little moan in response. I kissed her under her chin, then slid my body in closer to hers, lifting her right side so that I was partially underneath her. I then lifted her right knee, bending it over my legs, and put my right leg through the ensuing gap, bringing my straining cock head up to her dripping entrance. I moved it around there for a minute, sliding it over her lips and clit, receiving little shudders in response. I was looking into Kat's face, and as I slid my cock inside her hot vagina, her eyes rolled back in her head, eyelashes fluttering. She was so wet that I slid in easily, stretching her open as I buried myself balls deep in her tight, hot hole. I started to fuck her then, slowly, pulling almost completely out before stroking all the way back in to fill her completely. I fucked her like that for a long time, slowly, in, all the way out, all the way back in, running my hands over her body, massaging her breasts. After a while Kat started to respond to my movements, moving her hips to meet my strokes, forcing herself softly back onto my prick. We must've fucked like that for twenty minutes, and I was straining by now, trying desperately not to cum, wanting to prolong the exquisite pleasure of her tight, velvety vagina stroking my cock. At one point, Kat shuddered a little, her breath catching in her throat, and she let out a little whimpering moan.

"Kat?" I asked again, continuing to fuck her slowly with long, full strokes. In response her right arm came around, up and back, to grasp my head. I leaned in to kiss her neck. "Kat, are you ready for me to cum now?"

"Yes... Oh god, yes.. I want to feel you cum inside me." She cooed. "But I want to see your eyes when you cum."

"Look at me then," I said, turning her head towards me by her chin. I held her like that, kissing her deeply as I continued to stroke into her. After less than a minute of this, I was ready to finally cum. I kissed Kat deeply once more, then pulled back to look into her eyes. My hands found her waist, and I pulled her onto my cock for one last thrust, then held her there as my orgasm peaked. My cock exploded then, shooting hot, thick ropes of cum into her, filling her womb with my semen. Kat and I were locked in a heated, passionate gaze, and I shook all over and I continued to shoot my massive load inside of her.

Finally, panting, my orgasm subsided. Kat kissed me furiously, and I returned it with equal fervor. For a long while afterward we just lay there, letting our hands play across each others bodies, my shrinking cock still inside her tight pussy. Kat started giggling.

"That was... intense." she said. I smiled down at her.

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it?" We kissed again, slowly now, coming down together.

"I have never cum that hard before, by the way..." I just laughed.

"I'm glad."

"And I have also never," she continued. "Cum three times..."

"Huh?" I said. "Three, but I thought it was only twice?"

"Nuh uh. It was definitely three." She was smiling lustily at me, her eyes half closed. "First, when you went down on me." She kissed my lips softly, then continued. "And then again, when you continued to lick me after I had already cum, you naughty, naughty boy." She kissed me again, a little more lustily, her tongue slipping past my lips. "And then again, just a little one, when I felt your cock flex, deep inside me." She turned around then, my limp cock sliding out of her, and straddled me while I lay on my back. She kissed me again, hotly, desperately. As we continued to kiss I felt myself becoming aroused again. Kat slid her still wet pussy lips over my limp dick, coating it in her juices. She arched her back, pressing her huge tits into my face, and I took them in my mouth again, one at a time, sucking hard on her nipples, sucking as much of her flesh into my mouth as I could. I had my hands on her ass, spreading and kneading her cheeks as she slid along my increasingly hard shaft.

"Oh fuck..." She whimpered. "Are... are you getting hard again?" She sat up, spreading her pussy lips open with one hand while gripping her breasts with the other. "Are you going to fuck me again, Ger?" She asked softly, looking into my eyes with wanton lust. "Are you going to bend me over and fuck me hard? Are you going to fuck me until I cum again, and again..." She let out a breathy moan. "Until I don't even remember my own name? Are you?" She was speaking in a breathless, almost husky voice, and I was instantly fully hard again, her dirty talk turned me on so much. I shifted my hips so that my cock slid lower, placed the head at her entrance once again.

"Only if you ask me to." I said. She smiled, and her head lolled back on her shoulders as she continued to rub her hot cunt along my shaft.

"Ger?"

"Yes, Kat?"

"Will you please bend me over and fuck me so hard that I forget my own name?"

In response, I angled my hips so that my cock slid back inside her. We both gasped out loud at the sensation, still tender.

"Yes, Kat." I said. "Turn around. But make sure my cock stays inside you." She lifted one leg, sitting down hard on my dick, and gasped. She then swung around so that she was facing away from me, and we both moaned at the twisting pleasure of it. "Now lean forwards, onto your hands." She did as I asked, and then I sat up and grabbed her hips. Using her body for leverage, I pulled myself up, then tucked my legs underneath me. Getting up on my knees, we were now in a doggy-style position, and I was once again buried up to the hilt in her hot pussy. I started to fuck her again, starting slowly, but quickly building up speed.

"Oh fuck Ger, you feel so good, so fucking good inside me. Fuck me hard! Do it, lover. Fuck that tight cunt!"

If I was at all surprised by Kat's seeming transformation from slightly shy to completely wanton, it did more to spur me on than to slow me down. I slammed into her hard and fast, pulling her back onto me by her hips. Her pussy was gripping me, and I could feel it squeezing, trying to milk my cock. I leaned over Kat's body, using one hand to grip a large, swinging breast, and the other to rub furiously at her hard, hot little clit. Kat screamed out at the combination of pleasurable feelings, but I leaned even farther forward, silencing her by ramming my tongue down her throat. We kissed deeply, manically, as I continued to fuck her hard and deep from behind, my thick shaft spreading her open, the tip pressing against her cervix when I was all the way inside her. I kept scrabbling away at Kat's clit, and I could feel my own orgasm beginning to build again. We kept up the furious pace for a few minutes longer, and then I felt that I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Fuck, Kat, I'm going to cum again, I'm going to cum inside you again."

"Fuck yes, fucking cum inside me, fill me up with your hot cum!" I exploded inside her then, but I didn't stop my furious pounding of her tight cunt. I kept fucking Kat and rubbing at her clit, and as my seed filled her up and the pressure caused some of it to spurt back out of her opening, she screamed out, her own orgasm overtaking her. I fucked her until my dick went too limp to continue, and then pulled out and fell over onto the ground beside her. We both lay there, panting, completely out of breath. She lowered herself down on top of me, her head on my chest, idly stroking my stomach and chest as we both came down.

Several minutes later, Kat let out a little laugh. "I wonder if they're looking for us yet." She said, not really sounding like she cared one way or the other. I burst out laughing.

"Maybe we should go back hey?" If nothing else, I knew Ehrin would be worried if I was gone too long, without her knowing where I was. Kat pouted and I kissed her protruding lip.

"C'mon," I said, sitting up. "I'm starving anyways." Kat's stomach growled loudly in response, and we both laughed.

"Can we have pancakes?" she asked, smiling like a little kid. "Blueberry ones?" I laughed again and told her I'd see what I could do.

We made our way back to the inlet, cleaned up in the lake, got dressed, and swam back. When we got back, only Matt and Ehrin were up, sitting at the picnic table chatting over a cup of coffee.

"Morning." I waved as we approached. They looked up and smiled back.

"Morning." said Ehrin. "How was your swim?"

"It's was great!" said Kat, grinning, just before she slipped into her tent to change. Ehrin smiled at me a little, and I wondered briefly if she had come down to the lake and seen that we weren't there, but then dismissed it as irrelevant.

"Who else wants breakfast?" I asked, taking out the ingredients for blueberry pancakes.

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