She Did Not Know I Was Watching

Back in the early 70's a group of about 10 friends, mixed male & female, went to spend several days doing river camping along Lake Havasu. The plan was to meet at a pre-arranged place near the London Bridge and then take my friends boat to an isolated area where we would camp. It truly was camping and the spots that Steve found were pretty isolated. Steve had his parents' boat and would make trips back and forth until we had everyone, food and gear at our campsite. OMG, said my wife as we watched a very expensive boat cruise past us just as we pulled away from the landing. Standing on the front of the boat were two gorgeous women topless. "Nice" is what I thought. This could be a fun trip! We got to the cove area Steve had found and dropped us off with the first group of friends who were setting up some of the camp items and laying in the warm water in an attempt to beat the heat of July. As part of the camp set up we found an area that would serve as the latrine about 40 yards inland and uphill. A couple of the guys dug a small pit between two rocks and left a camp shovel for when needed. Toilet paper was left with a stone on it to keep it from blowing away in the winds that could come up. By the time Steve had made the final trip and everyone was at the campsite it was time for us to begin dinner. Everyone was in their bathing suits or bikinis as it was so hot. Everyone in the group was about 22 - 25 years old with the exception of Steve's sister who had just finished her freshman year of college, so I suppose she was about 18 or 19. Steve's sister Donna was about 5'8", with a nice shape, long dark brunette hair and a very cute face. She did not have a huge rack, but they looked pretty good, I would guess maybe they were 34b. Following dinner, we cleaned up, played a little cards by lantern, talked an one by one, everyone turned in for the night. The next day we spent the day taking turns water skiing, tubing or just floating around in the cove drinking beer. It was relaxing but at time we would see the ski boats tearing down the river with totally nude skiiers, both male and female. Yep, those naked girls had an effect on me! Perhaps the males effected the women in our group too. Once again at night we turned in one by one, people going off to take care of nature's business and falling asleep. I haave no idea what time it was when I awoke. It was pitch black except for the brilliant stars overhead. I had to pee and I had two choices, the river about 30 feet away or the latrine a much longer walk in the dark. Since the Colorado River does supply drinking water to a large population I choose to make the trek to the latrine. As I got closer to the latrine I could hear some human sound. In my semi-asleep condition, I assumed someone was in distress....wait! Those are the sounds of someone in great ecstasy. Now fully awake I turned off my flashlight and carefully followed the path on up. There she was, Donna was leaning against one of the rocks by our makeshift latrine. Her bikini bottom was on the rock and her right hand was in her bush, slowly rubbing her pleasure button. I crouched down behind a boulder and peeked out watching her. I could not believe how quickly I got an erection, straining against my swim trunks. I was mesmerized as I watched her fingering herself. I only wish I was closer, had better light and could get a better look at that pussy. I think I was only about 15 feet away! Her left hand started to rub her right breast. I began to stroke my cock through my trunks. Pretty soon Donna pulled the top of her bikini down and was teasing her nipple as her right hand moved a bit faster in that lovely bush. A minute or so later she brought her right hand up to her face and sniffed her womanly scent. Damn that was too much for me, I reached into my trunks and really begin to stroke Mr. Johnson. It was not long until she reached her orgasm. How could I tell? Her body was shaking, and then, she brought her hand back up to her face, but this time that little vixen put her fingers in her mouth! I slowed a bit as I watched her grab her light, find the toilet paper and sort of clean up that dripping pussy. She then put her bikini bottoms back on. I had to quietly work my way around the back side of the boulder or we were going to come face to face. (Now days that is exactly what I would have done, but back I was still a little bit conservative sexually and wanting to be a gentleman, I hid) She simply walked down the path back to the campsite. I waited for about 30 seconds and then moved up to the rocks and quickly pumped out my cum, thinking of that sweet looking bush and tits fresh in my mind. I took my pee, made my way back to camp and slept like the proverbial log. The next several days I could not take my eyes off Donna. Thankfully everyone was wearing sunglasses almost constantly. What a wonderful camping trip that was. When we got home a few days later my wife and I fucked like mad rabbits. Little did she know that I was thinking of Donna the whole time! Maybe she was thinking of one of the other guys from that trip.