A great day at the lake
Every summer, a close group of family and friends would make at least one pilgrimage to a secluded mountain lake for a day of wet fun in the hot western NC sun. We would drag canoes, kayaks, floats, and chairs down the ravine-side, and through scattered camp sites to an isolated cove, and spend all day in the water. The lake was always warm in spots on the surface, and very cold a couple of feet down, so the swimmers spent most of their time on floats, enjoying the sun.
One late June weekend, we had played, splashed, swung off the rope, and paddled around for several hours, when the group decided it was time to paddle up the feeder river to visit a nice waterfall about two miles away. I had brought my new girlfriend (now my wife) Barbara, with me on this trip. (Barbara is a very pretty brunette, and a little on the heavy side from years as a student, and very adventurous.) We were pretty wrapped up in each other, so we decided not to go to the waterfall. As the flotilla paddled away, we splashed our float to the point, where the little cove met the main body of the lake, and just floated there in the sun, about thirty feet from shore.
I was lying on top of the float on my back, while Barbara was lying across my thighs, facing me and kicking in the water. As the boats disappeared up the river, Barbara began to get frisky. Soon, my trunks were pulled down to my knees and she was stroking, licking and sucking my very hard penis. After a few minutes of this heaven, I caught a movement on the shore.
One of the campers, a trim, pretty woman of about thirty, was standing on the point, watching us! We made eye contact, she smiled at me and slid her hand into her bikini bottom! I didn't say a word to Barbara, but hand-paddled a little to manoeuvre the raft so our audience could get a better view. As Barbara continued her ministration, I watched our observer. Her hand was working faster and faster inside her bikini bottoms.
In about ten minutes, I fountained a magnificent spray of cum all over my chest and Barbs hand. Barb casually began licking her hand clean, and then to my surprise, looked up and smiled at our friend. The camper suddenly started shaking, her shoulders hunched forward, her knees clamped together, and her face lit red, with a delightful expression on her lips. Then she smiled at us once more, waved goodbye, and disappeared through the woods, while I pulled up my trunks and rolled off the float to rinse off..