The hands of the clock seemed frozen. Cheryl looked around at her classmates. Some were reading, some were staring into space. All were bored and impatiently waiting for the clock to finally hit three o’clock. The room was silent except for the occasional flip of a page or the shuffling of feet. She glanced over her shoulder toward the back of the room where her best friend Beth sat, two desks back and one row over. Beth caught her look and rolled her eyes as if to say “somebody please get me out of here!” Cheryl chuckled quietly and turned back to the clock. The minute hand had moved – slightly. So she at least she knew that time hadn’t actually stopped, but merely slowed to a snails’ pace. It was the last day of school before summer vacation. Her and Beth were both eighteen, their birthdays only a few weeks apart, and today was their last day of high school.
Cheryl was a small girl, about five foot three and weighing just under a hundred pounds. Her long, light brown hair fell straight down her back, almost reaching to her tiny waist. Her green eyes were slightly almond-shaped in her oval face. High cheekbones and a small button nose all came together in a very attractive package, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the boys. She was popular and had dated more than a few guys during high school. She was a little disappointed with her breasts, however. Not that she was flat-chested, but she felt her diminutive b-cups were a little on the small side. Beth kept telling her that they were the perfect size and anything bigger would look freakish on her small frame. She reclined back in her seat and glanced down at them. They were perfectly round and firm, about the size of grapefruits, or large oranges at least. Maybe Beth was right.
She looked up as Mrs Markham, who was reading through some papers on her desk and occasionally dropping a few into the garbage can that sat on the floor next to it. She looked back again at Beth, who was now leaning back in her chair, her long, jean-clad legs splayed out from under her desk.
Beth was a leggy blonde, with wavy hair cascading to the small of her back. She had large, baby blue eyes with long lashes – bedroom eyes, she jokingly called them. She had a thin face, also with high cheek bones, and thick, pouty lips that some women paid a lot of money to have. She was taller than Cheryl, bout five-foot-ten, and a little heavier at one-ten. She liked to joke that the extra weight was in her tits, which were a firm set of thirty-six d-cups. Cheryl was a little jealous of Beth’s tits. To her, they were the perfect size.
Beth sighed and laced her long fingers behind her head, causing her tits to strain against the fabric of the dark blue t-shirt she was wearing. Cheryl grinned as she saw several sets of male eyes swing to look at Beth. She winked at her. It was a game she loved to play with the boys in class. She’d make a seemingly innocent gesture, like bending over to pick something up, or like the one she was doing now, then shoot dirty looks at whoever took the bait. Today it was Jeff Langston’s turn. Beth glared at him, then sat up and folded her arms over her chest. Jeff’s face turned bright red and he quickly went back to the book on his desk. Cheryl turned back to face the front, chuckling softly to herself and shaking her head. No matter how many times Beth pulled that stunt, someone always fell for it.
The bell rang, startling her from her thoughts. Everyone scrambled to their feet, grabbing up their backpacks and books in a noisy shuffle. “All right, all right!” Mrs Marham shouted over the ruckus. “Everyone have a great summer!” He voice was lost in the din as thirty students rushed from the room to join the others gathering at their lockers in the hall. Beth took Cheryl’s arm and they pushed their way through the crowd to their lockers, which were only a few feet apart.
“All right!” Beth cried as she jerked her locker open. “We are outta here!” She looked over at Cheryl, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. “Did you ask your parents?”
Cheryl nodded as she pulled papers and books from her locker. “They said it’s ok as long as your parents were there.” She stuffed the books and papers into her backpack, tossed her lock in on top of them, and slammed her locker door closed. “Are you sure they won’t be home?”
Beth shook her head as she closed her locker. They began walking down the crowded hall toward the exit. “They’ll be camping in the mountains for at least another week and their cell phone doesn’t work there, so they won’t be able to check up on us! It’s perfect!”
Cheryl nodded and swallowed hard. Beth had learned about a senior party at a nearby lake. Since Beth’s parents, both avid outdoor enthusiasts, were camping in the mountains, Beth had convinced her to tell her parents that she was going out to meet them when school was out and had invited Cheryl along.
Beth noticed Cheryl’s reluctant look and nudged her shoulder. “C’mon, Cheryl! It’ll be fun! There’ll be lots of single guys there, and maybe even some college guys!” She gave her a mischievous grin and leaned in closer, lowering her voice. “Didn’t we agree to lose our virginity before we went away to college?” They’d made the pact at the start of the school year and it hadn’t seemed like such a big deal then. Now that they only had two months, reality was setting in. Not that Cheryl wasn’t looking forward to having sex, it was just taking that first step that scared her a little. Cheryl nodded hesitantly. Beth grinned. “Well, this will be a great opportunity!”
Beth had been pushing her to go to the party ever since she had found out about it a week earlier. Cheryl had finally relented and made the pitch to her parents the night before. It seemed that no matter how much she resisted, she was always giving in to Beth’s wild ideas. But Beth was right. It was time for her to finally have sex. She found herself fantasizing about it more and more lately, often masturbating to boys from school. Girls, too, although she would never admit that to anyone, not even Beth. Actually, Beth was often the girl she fantasized about being with. She realized that she had a crush on her best friend last summer when they were getting changed after swimming. It was hard not to stare at her beautiful naked body while they showered afterward.
“Cheryl?” Beth said, startling her from her reverie. “I asked if you were ready to go?”
Cheryl came back to the present. “Huh? Oh, yeah. My stuff’s all packed. We just have to swing by and pick it up.”
“Great!” Beth exclaimed as they reached her car and climbed in. “Then let’s go!” They joined in with the line of cars leaving the student parking lot, horns honking and people hanging from windows and sunroofs. Summer had officially arrived!
An hour later, they were just leaving town limits, the back seat of Beth’s car was loaded down with camping gear. They even brought two tents. “Just in case we get lucky!” Beth said with a wink and a grin. They took the turn-off to the lake and drove along a narrow paved road for another five or six miles. “There!” Beth said, pointing to two orange construction pylons at the end of a dirt road. The directions said to look for two such pylons.
Beth turned into the narrow, tree-lined road. The branches of the pine and oak trees enveloped the road like a canopy and it felt like they were driving through a tunnel, with occasional spots open enough for the sun to filter through the thick foliage. “I hope this is the right road,” Beth said, swerving slightly to avoid a long branch. They rounded a curve and came to a fork in the road. There was another orange pylon there, but it had been knocked over and was now lying pretty much in the middle of the fork.
Beth stopped the car, staring out at the cone and their two choices. “Well, now what?” She got out and walked up to the front of the car, looking down each fork. Cheryl and joined her. They debated which road looked more well used, but they finally conceded that both seemed in the same condition. Then they studied tire tracks. But each road showed recent usage. Beth looked at Cheryl and threw her hands up. “I say again, now what?”
Cheryl studied the tracks closer. “The last car in here went left,” she said, pointing to where the tracks drove over the previous set. “But I can’t tell which has more tracks on it.” The roads were so narrow that all the tracks rode in the same ruts.
Beth shrugged and looked at Cheryl. “Left, then?”
Cheryl looked again down both roads and nodded. “If it’s the wrong way, we can always turn around, right?”
Beth looked at the thick foliage. “Yeah, right,” she said with a sarcastic grin. They got back in the car and turned down the left fork.
About five minutes later, a pickup full of coolers and seniors pulled up to the fork and slid to a stop. “Hey!” the driver said, jumping out. “Someone knocked over the pylon!” He picked it up and set it next to the right fork, then they took off to the right.
A half hour later, they still hadn’t reached the lake and there had been no place wide enough to turn around. The road had so many twists and turns that Beth wasn’t even entertaining the idea of backing out. “I don’t think we took the right road,” Cheryl repeated for what seemed to Beth like the tenth time.
“Well, it’s a good road, relatively speaking,” Beth said. “And someone’s been using it. It must go somewhere.” Cheryl nodded. They rounded a turn and went up a small incline. When they crested the hill, Cheryl saw a glint of sunshine reflecting off water somewhere ahead of them.
“There’s the lake!” she cried, pointing at it.
“Can’t be much further now,” Beth said, taking Cheryl’s hand and squeezing it. It was only meant as a friendly gesture, but Cheryl shivered at her touch and felt her nipples harden. They crawled slowly down the long hill and finally saw a cottage by the lake with two cars parked in front of it. “Looks like we did go the wrong way,” Beth said with a sigh, glancing over at Cheryl. “At least we can turn around.” No sooner had the words left her mouth than the car bottomed out in a huge pothole. The engine stumbled, then died.
Cheryl’s hands instinctively flew out and gripped the dash as they bounced to a stop. “What the hell . . .?” Beth said, looking in her mirror. She looked at Cheryl. “Are you ok?” Cheryl nodded and Beth turned the key. The starter turned over, but the engine didn’t catch. Eventually, the starter began cranking slower as the battery began to weaken.
“You’re just killing the battery,” Cheryl said dejectedly. Beth let go of the key and pulled the hood release.
“Might as well take a look,” she said. Cheryl let out a laugh, despite their situation. Beth looked at her, a hurt look on her face. “What? I took auto shop last year!”
Cheryl shook her head, still chuckling. “Yeah, to meet guys! What was your final grade?”
Beth lowered her head, but grinned. “Ok, so I didn’t pass, but . . .”
“Thirty-two percent, wasn’t it?” Cheryl interrupted, looking thoughtful. “I believe that was the lowest average ever achieved in auto shop!”
Beth chuckled and leaned back in her seat. “All right. You win.” She nodded toward the cottage about a quarter mile down the road. “So I guess we go see if the natives can help?”
Cheryl opened her door. “I don’t see that we have much of a choice, unless you want to walk all the way back out.” Beth shook her head and got out. They began walking down to the cottage.
As they neared the older, but well-kept cottage, they could hear voices and laughter coming from the other side, the side that faced the lake. They rounded the corner of the building and were surprised to see two women lying completely naked on lounge chairs, sipping drinks and chatting. They didn’t see the girls until Cheryl cleared her throat loudly. Both women stopped talking and turned to look at the two pretty teenagers.
“Hi!” the closest one to them said, sitting up. She was a well built redhead with huge tits and a friendly smile. Cheryl guessed that she was in her mid to late twenties and apparently had no problem being nude in front of two complete strangers. “Can I help you girls with something?”
Beth and Cheryl, trying not to stare, both began speaking at once. She held up her hands, causing her massive tits to heave upward. “Hold it, girls!” she said. “One at a time, please!”
Cheryl deferred to Beth, who spoke in an uncharacteristic nervous voice. “Uh, . . .we . . . we’re sorry to bother you, . . . b . . . but our car broke down and . . .” Just then, a man dressed only in a bathing suit came out of the cottage. He was tall and handsome, with a well-toned body and sandy blonde hair. He noticed the girls and smiled.
“Well, hello, there!” He looked at the two naked sunbathers. “Maybe you two should put something on. It appears we have guests.” He turned back to Cheryl and Beth as the two women excused themselves and went into the cottage. “Can I help you ladies with something?” His smile was warm and seemed genuine.
Beth returned his smile and began again. “We were looking for a friend’s cottage, but we made a wrong turn. Then the car quit after we hit a pothole. . .” She pointed up the road to where their car sat. “. . .just up there. We were wondering if you had a phone we could use?”
The man frowned and shook his head. “Sorry, no phone. And no cell service.” He looked up the road to their car. “I was going to fix that this weekend. Nearly shook my fillings loose when I hit it.” He sighed and fixed them with a heart-melting smile. “I’ll go get my tools and take a look at your car.” He gestured toward the chairs. “In the meantime, make yourselves at home.”
Cheryl and Beth both smiled with relief. “Thank you,” Cheryl said. “We’re so sorry to intrude.”
He waved off the apology. “Don’t give it a second thought.” He held out a hand. “My name’s Dave, by the way.” Cheryl and Beth both shook his hand and introduced themselves. They heard the door open, and the redhead came back out, this time wearing a red string bikini. Dave grinned at her as she walked up next to him and put an arm around his waist, looking at Cheryl and Beth.
“Denise,” Dave said. “this is Cheryl and Beth. They made a wrong turn and their car quit after hitting that big pothole back there.” He jerked a thumb in the direction of their car.
Denise frowned at him. “I told you someone was gonna wreck their car in that crater!”
Dave nodded. “I know, I know,” he said with an exasperated sigh. “. . . and I was planning to fill it in before we left.” Cheryl and Beth stared down at the ground, feeling a little uncomfortable for interrupting their weekend. Denise noticed their unease and reached out to take their hands.
“Come on, girls. You’d probably like to freshen up a little.” She smiled warmly and after a moment’s hesitation, they took her hands.
“We . . .we don’t want to impose . . .,” Cheryl began, but Denise stopped her with a quick laugh.
“Don’t be silly! You’re not imposing! It’s nice to have some visitors!” As they went into the neat little cottage, she called over her shoulder to Dave. “I’ll send Mark out and you two can take a look at their car, ok?”
“Sure thing!” Dave called back cheerily. “I’ll get my tools from the car and meet him there!” Denise waved in acknowledgment as she led the girls inside.
They entered into a kitchen area with a living room adjacent to it. There was a couch separating the two rooms facing away from the kitchen out the front window, which offered a nice view of the lake. There was a TV in the corner, two easy chairs, and a low coffee table in the center of the room. A hallway led off the living room to where the bedrooms were probably situated.
The woman who had been outside with Denise when they arrived was sitting on the couch reading a magazine. She stood up when they walked in and the girls were surprised to see that she was still naked!
“Better put something on, Julie,” Denise said, “We have guests.” Julie was also very beautiful, about five-foot-nine with long straight blonde hair that was tied up in a ponytail, giving her a wholesome ‘girl next door’ look. She was slender, with a well-formed set of tits the size and shape of cantaloupes. A quick glance to her pubic area told Cheryl that she was shaved.
‘Boob job,’ Beth thought to herself as Julie walked over to one of the chairs, picked up a robe, and slipped it on. Denise introduced the girls and she smiled apologetically.
“Sorry, girls. I didn’t realize you were there. You see, we’re nudists and . . .” Denise lifted her hand, cutting her off.
“We’ll talk about that later, Julie,” she said, giving her a quick look. She pointed toward the hall. “The bathroom’s down there. Last door on the right.” Cheryl went first. After she left, Beth, Denise and Julie stood chatting quietly when a man came out of one of the bedrooms. He was dark-haired, well muscled, and completely naked. He glanced up from the magazine he was reading and saw the three women watching him, Beth with her jaw dropped open.
“Oops!” he said, covering his pubic area with his magazine when he saw Beth. He blushed slightly and said, “I didn’t know we had company!” Just then Cheryl came out of the bathroom and stopped short when she saw his bare ass. He turned around when he heard her gasp of surprise. “Oh, shit!,” he said, grabbing a cushion from the couch to cover his ass while struggling to keep the magazine over his dick. Denise and Julie began to giggle, then laugh out loud as the man tried in vain to cover himself and slip past Cheryl back into the bedroom. Cheryl looked over at the others. By this time, Beth was laughing along with the others and Cheryl soon found herself smiling, then laughing herself. Soon they all had tears running down their cheeks. A moment later, they finally settled down. Denise went over to the bedroom door and tapped lightly on it.
“What?” came the muffled reply.
“Dave needs your help. The girls’ car broke down outside and he went out to see if he can fix it.” The door opened a few seconds later and the man came out, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, but still a little red in the face. Denise grinned at him. “Don’t be embarrassed, Mark. You have nothing to be ashamed of!” He blushed more and Denise turned to them. “Cheryl, Beth, this is Mark. He’s Julie’s boyfriend. Mark, meet Cheryl and Beth.”
Mark grinned weakly. “Hi, girls. I hope I didn’t scare you!”
Beth grinned. “What time’s the next show? I may have a few singles here somewhere . . .” She dug into her pockets as Julie and Denise began laughing again. Cheryl grinned and shook her head. Beth could make friends and fit in anywhere. Even Mark joined in this time.
“Very funny,” he said, still chuckling. “Where’s your car?”
Denise pointed up the road. “Up there by that big pothole.” Mark nodded with a friendly grin and went outside to find Dave.
Julie shook her head apologetically. “Sorry, girls. I didn’t think to go and tell him you were here.”
“No harm done,” Beth said with a wave. Then she looked at Denise and Julie. “So, you guys . . . walk around naked . . .all the time?”
They laughed. “No, no. Not all the time, ” Denise said. “Just at home usually. Sometimes we take weekend getaways.” She waved a hand around the cottage. “That’s why we bought this place, because it’s out of the way.”
Cheryl spoke up. “You should put a gate up so no one surprises you, like we did.”
Denise touched her arm, causing goose bumps to appear on her flesh. “Good idea, honey. We just bought the place last month . I think I’ll mention that to Dave.” She smiled warmly and Cheryl felt a tingle of excitement. ‘Is she flirting with me?’ she wondered as she returned the smile. Beth wandered off to the bathroom while the three of them went into the living room and sat down.
“So what’s your story?” Denise asked as they got comfortable. She and Julie sat on the couch while Cheryl chose one of the easy chairs. “How did you end up on our doorstep?” Cheryl explained how they had taken the wrong turn looking for the party at the lake. Beth joined them about halfway through the story and took a seat in the other chair. By the time they had finished telling it, Mark and Dave had returned.
“So what’s the verdict?” Denise asked, turning to them as they came into the kitchen.
Dave shook his head. “Not good,” he replied. “When you hit the pothole, the CV joint came apart and tore up the main wiring harness.” He paused as he took in their blank stares. It was obvious they had no idea what he was talking about. He sighed. “Ok, let me try to explain. The CV shaft is what gets the power to the front wheels. The joint on that shaft let go. It was probably getting worn and the pothole was the final straw. Anyway, when it came apart, the shaft kept spinning. It caught the wiring harness to the car’s computer and literally tore it all to hell. That’s why the car stalled.”
Beth and Cheryl exchanged a look, then Beth turned to Dave. “Can you fix it?”
Dave shook his head. “Even if we could somehow sort out that mess of broken wires and the computer didn’t suffer any damage, there’s still the matter of the broken CV joint. They can’t be fixed. You’ll need a new one. And the car can’t move without it.” He gave them an apologetic look. “Sorry.”
Beth and Cheryl looked dejectedly at each other, then Beth looked back up to Dave. “Could you maybe give us a lift somewhere that we could call a tow truck?”
Dave frowned and shook his head. “Not today. I’ve had a few drinks.” He looked around at the others. “We all have. I can’t take a chance on driving. At least not today.”
They all sat silently for a moment until Denise stood up. “Tell you what.” She looked around the room at them. “You were going camping for the whole weekend, right?” They nodded. “Then why don’t you stay here with us?” She spread her arms around the room. “We have plenty of room, and we could give you a drive out Sunday when we leave.” Cheryl shot Beth a questioning look. Beth shrugged non-committedly.
Dave spoke up. “Uh, Denise . . . baby . . .do they know that we’re . . .”
“Nudists?” she said quickly, interrupting his sentence.
Dave’s eyes narrowed into a questioning look, then he replied slowly, “Uh, yeah . . . nudists.”
Denise turned to the girls. “Yeah, there is that. Would you have a problem with us walking around naked? It’s kinda why we came all the way out here.”
Beth looked over at Cheryl. “What do you think, Cheryl?” Cheryl met her eyes. They were dancing with excitement and she knew that Beth wanted to stay. She also knew that even if she said no, she would eventually give in. Beth always got her way. And she wasn’t entirely sure that she wanted to say no.
She sighed. “Well, either we stay or we have a long walk home.” She looked at the others. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind? We don’t want to spoil your weekend.”
Julie spoke up. “Not at all!” She winked at Denise. “But I, for one, am still going naked.” She stood up and dropped her robe, then smiled at the girls and went out onto the deck.
Dave watched her go, the turned to the girls, a dubious look on his face. “Are you sure you’re ok with this?” He looked them up and down quickly. “You seem a little young.”
“We’re eighteen,” Beth said. “And, yes, it’ll be a little weird for a while, but we’ll get used to it. Right , Cheryl?”
Cheryl managed an uneasy smile. “Sure, no problem.”
Denise grinned widely, looking them over. “Then feel free to join us if you want to.” She stood up and removed her bikini, then followed Julie out onto the deck. Mark and Dave also went outside, leaving the two girls alone in the living room.
Cheryl gave Beth a hard look. Beth grinned and raised her hands, palms out. “What?”
Cheryl shook her head and sighed. It was no use arguing. They were here and there was nothing she could do about it. “Come on,” she said, standing up. “Let’s go get our things.”
A while later, Dave and Denise were lying on the dock by the lake, about a hundred feet from the cottage. Both were naked.
“Do you think it was a good idea asking them to stay?” Dave asked as his hand caressed her firm breast, then began to tease her nipple with his finger. Denise closed her eyes and sighed, enjoying his sensual touch. He chuckled. “Nudists? Where the hell did that come from?” They were actually swingers and their weekend getaway was nothing more than a two day sex party.
She replied without opening her eyes. “Did you get a good look at them!? They’re beautiful! And those hot little bodies!”
Dave smiled, remembering how both Cheryl and Beth’s nipples had been fully erect when he saw them talking to his naked girlfriend when they first arrived. “True, but they’re only eighteen! And to be honest, Cheryl looks younger than that to me.”
Denise opened her eyes and looked at him. “So? They look old enough to me!”
Dave still seemed skeptical. “What if they don’t want to . . . join in?”
She closed her eyes and turned her face back up to the warm sun. “Maybe not tonight, but I bet by this time tomorrow they’re so horny they’ll be begging us to fuck them!” She smiled, thinking of how sweet their young pussies would taste.
“Oh, really?” Dave asked, his eyes locking on her pretty face, eyebrows raised. “And what makes you so sure?”
Denise sat up and looked up to the deck where Beth and Cheryl were lying in the lounge chairs sunbathing, well out of earshot. “Because,” she replied, leaning over to kiss him. “When they see us doing stuff like this . . .” She licked down his stomach and took his semi-hard cock in her hand, then parted her lips and took it into the warm wetness of her mouth, sucking hard. Dave gasped, then propped himself up on his elbows and watched the gorgeous redhead swallow his cock. She bobbed her head a few times until she felt him grow to full hardness, then slipped it from her mouth and glanced up to the girls. They were chatting excitedly to each other and stealing short glances in their direction. She looked back at Dave and winked, a wicked grin on her face. Then she lowered her head and once again slipped it into her mouth, taking in at least half of his nine inches. She began sucking on it and bobbing her head up and down, making love to his throbbing cock with her mouth. Knowing they were being watched made giving head such a turn on that she felt the stirrings of an orgasm in her wet snatch. Dave gasped again and closed his eyes.
“Holy shit!” Beth whispered, reaching over to Cheryl. “She’s sucking his dick!” Cheryl opened her eyes and looked down to where she knew Denise and Dave were lying naked. It had only been a couple of hours since they had agreed to stay and so far, the others had kept their strange behavior to a discreet distance. She brought her hand to her mouth, her eyes wide. There was no question of what they were doing and they weren’t even trying to hide it from the girls!
They had changed into their bikinis, still a little too shy to take Denise up her offer to join them naked. They watched with rapt amazement as Denise continued to suck on Dave’s cock. Cheryl felt her pussy starting to get wet and wondered if it was having the same effect on Beth.
It was. Beth’s twat was seeping so much that her bathing suit was starting to get wet. She watched as Denise’s head began moving faster and Dave leaned his head back in obvious delight, relishing the feel of his girlfriend’s mouth on his hard member. Suddenly, Denise pulled her mouth from his stiff shaft and began to stroke it while staring up into Dave’s face. A few seconds later, they heard Dave cry out as his cock erupted his hot seed. Some of it hit Denise in the face, to which she paid no mind, while she pumped the rest onto Dave’s bare stomach. Then, to the girl’s amazement, she looked right at them and grinned, before lowering her mouth back to his throbbing meat and sucking the remaining jism from it. She licked it clean, then crawled up and kissed him. They broke off the kiss, then both turned and waved to Cheryl and Beth! Cheryl, the shocked look still on her face, looked over at Beth, who was smiling and waving back!
“Beth!” she hissed through clenched teeth.
Beth turned to her, still smiling. “What?”
“I . . . don’t wave back!” she stammered, aghast at her friend’s actions and unable to come up with anything better to say.
Beth rolled her eyes and lay back on her chair. “Cheryl, they knew we were watching. Why pretend we weren’t?”
Cheryl didn’t reply. She turned back toward them just in time to see Dave wipe some of the cum from Denise’s face and hold out his finger to her. She licked it clean. Cheryl made a face. “She actually swallowed his . . . his . . .”
Beth nodded. “I know. I wonder what it tastes like?”
Cheryl turned back to her, her eyes wide and her mouth twisted into a grotesque grimace. “What?!”
Beth shrugged. “Aren’t you curious?”
Cheryl shook her head emphatically. “Uh-uh!” She looked back toward the lake and watched as Dave and Denise got up and began to walk back up to the cottage. “Oh, shit! Here they come!”
Beth lay her head back on the lounge chair and closed her eyes. “So? They knew we were here. If they didn’t want us to see they would have gone somewhere else.” Cheryl watched them approach. Dave had wrapped a towel around his waist, but Denise was completely naked. Beth was right. They had wanted them to see! They walked up hand in hand and sat on another lounger across from Cheryl and Beth. Denise grinned at them and wiped a drop of cum from her cheek.
“Did you enjoy that?” She smiled warmly, looking directly into Cheryl’s eyes.
Cheryl looked down and felt her face getting warm. “It was hot,” Beth said without sitting up or even opening her eyes. She was lying back with one leg bent at the knee. Her nipples were plainly visible through the tight white bikini top and a small wet spot could be seen between her slightly open thighs. She wore small, dark sunglasses, which completed the look perfectly.
Denise looked over at the pretty blonde and grinned widely. “Glad you liked it!” She kissed Dave quickly. “I’m going to go clean up. I’m a little sticky!” Cheryl glanced up at Denise and could see little trickles of cum running down her tits. She quickly averted her eyes when she saw Dave was looking at her. Denise excused herself and went into the cottage. Dave looked at both girls. Cheryl was avoiding his eyes and Beth was still lying back on the chair in the same sexy pose. He stood up, removed his towel, and stretched out on the lounger he had been sitting on.
Cheryl lay back and tried to keep from looking at him, but couldn’t help herself. His long, semi-hard cock curved up from his groin and leaned over in an arc toward his leg. She was surprised at its’ length and width. She stared at it for a moment then found her eyes moving up over his well-formed chest to his handsome face and . . . found him looking back at her! She immediately turned bright red and covered her mouth with her hand, averting her eyes.
“I . . . I’m so sorry!” she blurted out, looking down. “I shouldn’t have . . . I mean, I didn’t mean to . . .” Beth lifted her head and looked at Cheryl, then over to Dave, who was grinning at her.
“Like what you see?” Dave asked, spreading his arms and smiling. Beth lifted her sunglasses up and let her eyes take in his nude form, from his well-toned chest to his slowly stiffening cock, then back up to his eyes. She held his gaze for a moment, then smiled, pulled her sunglasses back down and lay back on the chair. Cheryl had already lain back, her eyes closed. Unlike Beth, who had taken all this in with relative calm, Cheryl was embarrassed and would have preferred to sink into her chair and disappear.
Dave looked over the two bikini-clad young girls. Denise was right. They each had beautiful, tight little bodies and just the sight of them in those skimpy bikinis was getting him hard again. He could tell by the small bumps in the tops of their bikinis that they were more than a little turned on as well. And he hadn’t failed to notice the wet spot between Beth’s legs!
A few minutes later, Denise came back out and sat down next to Dave. She looked from him to the girls, then back again. Dave looked up at her, squinting against the bright sun. “Where are Julie and Mark?”
Denise hooked a thumb toward the cottage. “In their room – fucking.”
Dave closed his eyes. “You didn’t join them?”
Cheryl was still lying there with her eyes closed listening to their hosts casually chatting about their friends having sex, but looked over at them and gasped in surprise at Dave’s last question. Beth only smiled slightly. Denise went over to the empty chair next to Beth’s and sat down. “And leave you out here alone with two beautiful young women?” She winked at Cheryl, who blushed again. Beth sat up and removed her sunglasses.
“Don’t worry, Denise.” She winked at Dave. “We wouldn’t do anything without getting your permission first.” Cheryl glared at her, her mouth open. Beth had always been the more outspoken and flirtatious of the two, but this was out there, even for Beth!
Denise laughed. “I’m sure you wouldn’t, honey.” She paused, then asked, “Do you two have much experience . . . sexually?” Beth looked over at Cheryl, who was once again looking down. She turned back to Denise.
“Actually,” she began. Cheryl’s head came up and she turned to Beth, ready to interrupt. Before she could say anything, Beth finished her sentence. “We’re still virgins.” Cheryl held her head in her hands. If she was embarrassed before, now she was completely humiliated on top of it. Beth kept talking. “We made a vow to lose our virginity before the summer was over. That’s why we were going to the party. We hoped to meet some cute guys who would . . .”
“Beth!” Cheryl cried, glaring at her. She looked over at Denise and Dave, who were calmly listening to Beth’s story. Denise got up and came over to Cheryl’s chair and knelt beside her.
“It’s ok, Cheryl. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” She smiled at her and put a hand on Cheryl’s leg. Once again, she felt goose bumps rise on her flesh at Denise’s gentle touch. “The thing is,” she continued, standing back up, “you could be disappointed if you hook up with a young guy who really doesn’t know what he’s doing.” Beth watched her intently as she went back over and sat next to Dave, who was now sitting up on his chair, taking in the conversation. Denise locked her beautiful green eyes on Beth’s blue ones. “I’m willing to bet you have friends who have had sex and said it was ok, but not that great, right?”
Beth nodded, still holding Denise’s eyes. “Uh-huh . . . almost word for word.” Denise began to tease her nipple and Beth’s eyes dropped from hers to watch her. “How . . . uh, how did you know?”
Denise smiled. She knew she had their interest now. “Happens all the time. A man needs experience before he gets good, and as a general rule, school boys don’t have much experience. And what they do have is with equally inexperienced young girls, like yourselves.” She got up and moved over to the edge of Beth’s chair and faced Cheryl. “I’m going to be honest with you.” Cheryl was now facing Denise, turning so that Dave was now behind her. “When I said that we were nudists, that was only half of the truth,” Denise continued. She glanced quickly at Dave, then took Cheryl and Beth’s hands. “We’re also swingers. Do you know what that means?” Both girls shook their heads. Denise took a deep breath. “It means . . . ” she looked from Cheryl to Beth. ” . . . that we like having sex with . . . more than one person.”
The girls exchanged a glance, then looked back to Denise. “You mean . . . you swap boyfriends?” Beth asked.
Denise smiled and looked over at Dave, who smiled and leaned back, watching all three of them, but saying nothing. “Yes,” Denise answered, “but sometimes we all get together, too.”
Cheryl’s eyes widened as she remembered Dave’s comment about Denise not joining Julie and Mark. “Y . . . you can do that!?”
Denise laughed and squeezed her hand. “Of course! And sometimes Julie and I get together by ourselves.” She shot Dave a wry grin. “Once the guys are worn out!”
Beth looked over at Dave. “What about you and Mark?”
Dave held up his hands, palms out. “Uh-uh. I only like girls. I’ll have a threesome or a foursome with Mark, but not WITH him, if you know what I mean.”
Denise chuckled. “He is a little homophobic, but he has improved. He wouldn’t even consider having another man there at first.”
Dave grinned. “That’s as far as it goes, though.” He looked at the girls. “Mark and I have an agreement.”
They all sat in silence for a few moments. Cheryl couldn’t believe what Denise had just told them. Beth looked thoughtful, then turned to Denise. “Are . . . you offering to . . . teach us?” Cheryl looked over at Beth, at first stunned by her question, but then looked over at Denise with the same questioning look Beth had.
Denise smiled at them both. “If you want us to. But no pressure. Don’t feel like you have to.” She looked at Dave, who was studying Cheryl’s tight ass. She motioned toward him with her head. “Something tells me Dave wouldn’t mind!” Dave looked up to see Cheryl looking back at him over her shoulder. He smiled at her and she found herself smiling back.
– To Be Continued… –