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 ï>¿My Private Swimming Hole by ManosHands

   A guy meets two women at a secluded swimming hole.

   My Private Swimming Hole Ch.  01

   By the time Mike arrived at the entrance to the park, the sun was
already warming up the cool morning.  It felt like it was going to be
another hot day.

   Before heading out, Mike checked his backpack one more time.  He had
taken the trip so many times that it almost felt automatic, but he wanted
to make sure that he had everything he needed for the day.

   Mike was going to what he thought of as his private lake.  It was by no
means his; it was totally on somebody else's property.  And it wasn't
really even private, although more often than not Mike was the only person
there.  He had spent many summer days over the years at the lake, just
relaxing, reading, sleeping, and, if he was alone, skinny dipping.

   The park was a little-used entrance to a state park.  It ran alongside a
creek that entered the river.  Once at the river the path turned left and
followed the river upstream about 3 miles to the main part of the park. 
Most people parked in that main area and were most likely not even aware
that this part of the park existed.  But locals knew about it and teenagers
would often party alongside the water.  After a kid almost drowned in the
creek, the park service posted 'No Swimming' and 'Stay on the Path' signs.
Of course, it took a couple of arrests, which consisted of escorting the
teen to the park headquarters and having a parent come to pick them up,
before the rules were followed.  Rangers on horseback still patrol the
park, looking for anybody that might be inclined to ignore the posted
rules.

   Mike was guilty of that.  Before the creek got to the river, he looked
around, making sure that there was no ranger in sight, and then quickly
crossed over to the other side, following a path of stones to avoid getting
wet.  Once across the creek, he ducked into the thick woods, no longer
needing to worry about the rangers.

   The path through the woods was easy to follow, once you knew what to
look for.  After a short hike, Mike came to a chain link fence.  This
marked the end of the park property and the beginning of private land. 
Enough hikers knew of this path that the fence had a big hole cut out of
it; it was easy to crouch through to get to the other side.

   The land that Mike was now on belonged to a private school.  This was
the type of school that highly paid double income executives and high-level
government employees sent their kids to.  Children of senators,
congressmen, and cabinet members attended the day school.  In previous
administrations, the President and Vice President had enrolled their sons
and daughters.

   The school had a lot of property.  The buildings stood up to the top of
the hill, and probably had a great view of the river below.  It was so far
back, however, that the lake that was Mike's destination could not be seen
from above.  And, as far as he knew, the school never used the lake.  The
only time he had ever been aware that he was on their property was when one
day he could hear kids playing up the hill.  At the time he assumed it was
a special event, as he had never heard from them again.

   After crossing through the fence, Mike continued on the path, and after
another short walk, he was at the lake.  Actually, he was in front of a big
rock formation.  If you didn't know the area you might not have guessed
that there was a lake there, as it was cut out right in the middle of the
rocks.

   He didn't immediately climb up the rocks, but instead followed a route
around the formation.  He knew that coming in this way would lead him up to
'his rock', a large flat outcropping that had shade from the woods towards
the back, sun towards the front, safe water to jump into and fairly easy
access back out of the water.

   As he approached, Mike heard voices and splashing.  "Great," he thought,
"so much for peace and quiet." But, as he got closer, he realized that
those were female voices.  Curious about this, he cut through the woods
until he had a view of the lake.  And sure enough, there were two girls in
the water, not really making a lot of noise, but with the relative silence
around them and knowing how easily sound travels over water, any noise
seemed amplified.  Still, he couldn't make out what they were talking
about. From his distance, he also couldn't make out much about their
appearance but did see a couple of things.  First, one was a blonde, blonde
enough that he could tell even though she had wet hair.  The other had
darker hair, probably auburn.  And, more importantly, when they raised
themselves out of the water, he saw that they were topless.  Mike hoped
they were skinny dipping.  He couldn't tell for sure so he took his time in
admiring their breasts.  One of the two, the blonde with the long hair, was
full breasted and the other, with her red hair cut short, was much less
endowed.

   He watched as they climbed out of the lake and could finally tell that
they were not totally naked.  They both had their panties on; the shorter
girl, with short hair, was wearing what looked like boy shorts, and the
taller girl, with the long hair, was wearing very skimpy panties.  Mike
continued watching until he saw where they were sitting, and then crept
back out of the woods to the path.  He knew that his rock was lower and to
the far left of where the girls were, and he would probably be able to
settle in there without being noticed, especially if the girls remained
sitting.  If they stood up and looked around they would most likely be able
to see him.

   When Mike got to his rock he saw that he was correct; that he could not
see the girls.  He thought about it for a bit and then decided that,
regardless of their presence, he was going to continue on with what he
normally did.  He unpacked his two bottles of water and two cans of beer
and took them down to the water's edge.  Over his past visits, he had
fashioned a 'holding area' under a rock overhang so the beverages would
stay cool.  Then he unpacked his towel, stripped off his shirt and shorts,
and laid down to sunbathe.

   After a while the sun got the better of him; he needed to cool off in
the lake.  He couldn't tell if the other visitors were still there.  If so,
they were being quiet.  He knew that he wouldn't be able to swim without
getting noticed but he decided to hell with it and lept into the water.

   He swam out to the middle of the lake.  Out of the corner of his eyes,
he could see that the girls were still there.  As he turned back and began
to swim toward the shore, one of the girls shouted out.

   "Hey!"

   He wanted to act unaware, so he stopped and looked around, shading his
eyes from the sun.

   She yelled out again "Up here!"

   He turned and waved.  It was the shorter girl.  She had put on a
t-shirt.

   "Sorry!  I thought I was alone."

   She shouted back "No problems.  We're just enjoying the view."

   Mike, ignoring her possible double entendre, responded "We?"

   In response to his question, the other girl stood up and waved.  "Hi!"

   He replied "Oh, hi!  You guys picked a beautiful day to be out here."
And, not wanting to appear over anxious, he said "Enjoy it!" and turned
back to shore.

   Mike knew their eyes were most likely on him as he got out of the water.
They could have seen that he was naked as he swam, but soon enough they
were going to get the full picture.  He kept his back to them as much as
possible for now.  The lake was fed by some underground stream so the water
was always cool.  Because of the water temperature, he was pretty sure that
he had some 'shrinkage'.  And since there is never a chance to re-make the
first impression, he decided that he didn't want to give them a clear view.
When he got up to his rock, he turned his head back toward the girls.  The
smaller girl was still standing and was indeed watching him.  He waved once
more.  She waved back and dropped out of view.  He lay down on his towel,
face down for now.

   As the sun warmed him up, Mike thought about his current situation.  He
had been naked in public many times before, here at the lake of course, as
well as a couple of times at a nearby clothing optional beach.  In both
places, he observed that the generally accepted practice was to not
blatantly stare at the other sun worshippers.  Sure, a subtle, occasional
glance here and there was to be expected, but now, here at the lake, these
girls were far from being subtle.  In a strange way, Mike felt like he
could almost understand what it felt like to be a girl, getting constantly
checked out by guys.  He had never been in this type of situation; he
almost felt a bit demeaned by being looked at as if he was just a piece of
meat.

   But, on the other hand, Mike felt a bit of a sexual rush that he had
shown his body to complete strangers and that they apparently enjoyed
looking.  At least the smaller girl enjoyed; he wasn't so sure about the
other girl.

   He knew that he was nothing special to look at.  At the most, you could
say that he was average in many aspects; average height, weight
proportional, average dirty brown hair, not especially attractive, but
certainly far from being unattractive.  He stayed active and he had some
muscle definition but was far from being a bodybuilder.  His legs were long
and lean, his butt was firm.  He had body hair where one would expect to
have body hair, but he was not a furry guy.  His cock?  It was just
average, in length and size, although he did keep that area shaved bare.

   Mike was ready to roll over.  His backside was dry and he felt that his
cock had overcome any issues from the cold water.  But before he just
flipped over, he put some thought into the move.  He wanted his neighbors
to see him, but he wasn't quite ready to show a spread eagle full Monty in
front of them.  So he rolled over onto his side, where they'd be able to
see more of him and, if he decided to open his eyes, he'd be able to see
them as well.  For the time being, he was going to keep them closed; he
liked the idea that they would think that he wasn't aware of them looking.

   Eventually, curiosity got the best of him and he ventured a look.  He
barely opened his eyes and was glad to see, as he had hoped, that he was
indeed being watched.  Once again it was the shorter girl, and she wasn't
just taking a quick peek, she was really staring.  As he watched, she
turned and apparently said something to the other girl, who stood up, took
a cursory glance at him, and then sat back down.  "Oh well" thought Mike,
"Can't please everybody."

   As he wasn't in a very comfortable position, he sat up.  He was thirsty,
so he climbed down to the water's edge where he had stored his water and
beer.  Grabbing one of each, he climbed back to his rock.  No sooner than
he had popped open the beer, he heard a voice call out.

   "Hey there!"

   He turned and saw it was the smaller girl, again.

   "Hey there yourself!" he replied.

   "Do you have any water to spare?  We're all out over here."

   "Sure." Mike replied, then made like he about to throw her the bottle.

   "NO!" she shouted, then "Can we come over and join you?"

   Mike was surely interested in getting a better look at these two and,
perhaps, vice versa.  An idea popped into his head and before he could
think it through he said "Sure.  But you need to be aware that this rock is
designated as clothing optional."

   That term seemed to confuse her.

   "Clothing what?" she said.

   The other girl spoke up and said "Optional.  No clothes allowed. 
Nudie."

   At this, the short girl said "Oh, naked...  well, that's obvious.  We'll
be right over."

   Mike could hear them as they climbed off of their perch and went back
through the woods.  He debated whether he should get dressed or stay naked,
but, at the last moment, he decided to throw on his shorts.  He sat back
down and was sipping his beer as they came out of the woods onto his rock.

   "Hey there!" Apparently, this was the smaller girl's standard greeting.

   Mike stood up and replied, once again "Hey there yourself!"

   She gave him a quick once over and said "I thought you said that clothes
were ...  Em, what was that word?"

   "Optional...  Clothing optional," replied Em.

   "Right, clothing optional.  What gives?"

   Mike smiled and said "Well, optionally, I'm topless.  What gives with
you?"

   Em chimed in "Yeah Marie, what gives?"

   Marie was quick to respond.  She said "I can do topless!", and, without
any hesitation, she pulled her T-shirt off.

   She wasn't wearing a bra; she really didn't have much need for one. 
When Mike had watched her from a distance, he had thought that she was
'under-endowed', but now, at close range, he realized that he was wrong. 
While her breasts were definitely on the small side, they were very well
formed; nicely rounded and pert, with pale pink nipples pointing out,
surrounded by slightly darker pink areolae.  Marie had a deep tan, and the
pale triangles of untanned breasts, which showed that her bathing suit
would have left little to the imagination, actually helped to accentuate
her chest.  Mike's immediate thought was that she would have to watch out
for getting her nipples burnt, but he didn't bring that up.  His second
thought, far less practical, was that she was pretty damn cute.  She was
probably barely over 5 feet tall but was well proportioned.  Her shorts
showed off legs that were toned and very shapely, leading up to what he
would call a bubble butt.  And, from what he could tell so far, her
personality could also be described as bubbly, even though he could already
tell that she didn't seem to have a filter; she'd do and say whatever she
felt like.  He was a bit enthralled and thought that she'd be a fun gal to
hang out with.

   Again, without any hesitation, Marie walked up to Mike and took the beer
out of his hands.  She told him thanks and took a couple of hearty swigs.

   She let out a burp.  She giggled and said "Oops", then "So, nature boy,
I'm Marie, and that lovely, if perhaps overdressed woman there is Emma.  Do
tell, what is your name?"

   Mike introduced himself to the ladies.  He had a troubling thought that
needed clearing up.  He asked them "I'm not going to get arrested for
supplying alcohol to minors am I?"

   Both Em and Marie smiled.  Marie spoke up first "No, Mike, we are
perfectly legal.  Not to worry - we won't be calling the authorities on
you." Then she turned to Em and said "I meant it when I said you were
overdressed." Turning back to me she added, "Don't you agree?"

   While he would have liked to see her topless, he didn't want to seem
pushy.  "It's totally optional.  If you don't feel comfortable then.."

   Marie cut him off.  "Oh, she'll be just fine.  Come on Em, lose the
shirt." adding "Unless, of course, you're afraid."

   If looks could kill, Marie would have been close to death.  I seemed
that Em didn't like to be given a challenge.  Or, perhaps Marie held some
sort of power over her.  Either way, she reached down and started to remove
her t-shirt.

   Mike could already tell that she also was not wearing a bra.  He had
noticed her tits swinging beneath the shirt as she had come up to his rock,
and her nipples were pretty clearly defined.  And, as she lifted her shirt
up, they momentarily got caught on the material, and then bounced free.

   The two girls were a study in contrasts, although they were each
attractive.  Marie was short, Em was much taller, probably close to Mike's
height.  Marie had her cute small tits, compared with Em's much fuller
breasts.  Marie had small, pink nipples and areolae, while Em's areolae
were much darker and her nipples were very large.  Em had shoulder-length
hair, dirty blonde and possibly not natural, but Marie's, which looked
naturally red, was cut very short.  And as far as personality went, Marie
was very outgoing while Em seemed a bit standoffish.

   "So, do you have anything else to drink?" Marie had finished off what
was left of the beer.

   Mike offered her the bottle of water, and then went down to the edge of
the water to get the other beverages.  Back at the rock, he offered them to
the girls.  Em took the water while Marie grabbed for the beer.

   "By any chance were you a boy scout?" asked Marie.  Mike replied "Nope.
Why?"

   'Well, you sure are prepared!" Marie laughed.

   "I come here a lot and I know what I need to bring.  If I had known I'd
be having company I would have packed better."

   He took out his pre-rolled joint and started to light it up.  "Do you
mind?"

   Off course it was Marie that spoke up first.  She said, "As long as
you're sharing!" Then she looked over at Em, who replied: "I'd love to, but
I've got to work later tonight and really can't show up high." Mike replied
that it was a very mellow high, but he understood her concern.

   After he took his first hit, he passed the joint over to Marie and asked
Em what she did.

   "I'm a nanny," she replied.  "We both are."

   Marie exhaled and said "But I'm off for the week.  My family went to
Disney.  They offered to take me along, but I'm really enjoying having the
house to myself."

   Marie passed the joint to Em, who hesitantly took a very little puff,
and exhaled it almost immediately, then passed it back to Mike.

   He said "Yeah, I'm prepared.  But I've got to ask why you guys aren't.
No water, no towels, nothing.  What were you thinking?"

   Em answered "We didn't know we'd end up at an oasis like this.  We just
started out on a walk and kept on going.  Actually, we were just about to
turn around when we spotted these rocks and decided we'd climb up for a
scenic selfie."

   Mike didn't understand how they could have found this place by accident,
but after Marie explained more, it became apparent.  They had left their
car at a park far downstream, and then hiked up along the river, not
through the woods.  He wasn't even aware that there was a path that went
that way.

   Marie exhaled a plume of smoke and said "Actually the path disappeared
pretty quickly.  We just followed the river." She smiled, and then added,
"I'm not looking forward to the hike back, but I'm feeling no pain now."

   Mike explained that he only had a short hike back to his car, and then
had an idea.  "I'd be glad to drive you back to your car.  It's less than a
mile back to where I parked."

   Marie didn't hesitate.  "I'll drink to that!" she exclaimed and did
indeed take another hearty swig.  Mike took the bottle away and finished it
off.

   So with no more beer and just a roach left, Mike decided that he wanted
to go back into the water.  He knew that it meant that he would be
stripping down in front of them.  He hoped that he wouldn't be the only one
naked, but, either way, he was going to be.  He thought "It's now or
never."

   He announced, "I'm going back in the water." He hoped his voice didn't
give away his nervousness; whether it was from actually getting naked or
from the bit of sexual rush he was feeling, at the moment it didn't matter.

   Mike unsnapped his shorts and started to unzip, and, with just a slight
pause, he asked: "Do you want to join me?" He dropped his shorts without
waiting for an answer.  He watched both girls drop their gaze down to his
crotch, then smiled, turned around, walked to the edge of the rock, and
jumped in.

   Mike surfaced and turned back towards his rock.  Both Em and Marie had
stood up and been watching him.  He shouted at them "Well?"

   Marie turned to look at Em and then turned back to Mike down below.  She
hooked her thumbs into her shorts and pulled them down.  She still had on
her panties.  He called back up "It's not really called skinny dipping
unless you're naked."

   That was all the prompting she needed.  She pulled her panties off,
struck a pose with her arms outstretched, and said "Ta Da!" She turned
briefly towards Em, then turned back towards Mike and jumped off.

   Mike only had a quick view of her before she jumped, but he could see
that she had a full bush, and indeed was a true redhead.

   Marie surfaced close to Mike and then shouted up to Em.  "We haven't got
all day.  Clothing optional, remember?"

   Em seemed hesitant to undress any further, but, once again, peer
pressure seemed to get to her.  She bent over and took off her shorts. 
That was enough for her, as she walked to the edge and jumped off.

   When she surfaced, Marie splashed water at her and called her a chicken.
A water fight ensued, and, after Em gave up, she swam over to the edge. 
She reached down and removed her panties, leaving them on the rock ledge.

   "Happy now?" she asked Marie.

   Marie responded with "I am...  Mike, are you happy now?"

   He replied "Don't bring me into this.  But, if I may say so, I am very
much happy swimming au naturel with two lovely ladies."

   Marie said "Au naturel?" And, once again, Em replied "Nudie!"

   They swam around for a while, occasionally splashing each other
playfully.  Eventually, Em said she was getting out and headed in towards
the rocks, then rose out of the water, flashing her ass at the other two.
She picked up her panties and squeezed some water out of them, then put
them back on, struggling a bit to keep her balance and pull on the wet
panties.

   "And that's why I go commando on 'swimming hole' days," Mike said, "just
one less thing to deal with."

   Em, now with her boy shorts back on, struggled to climb up the rocks. 
Mike swam over and directed her to an easier place to get out.  He got out
first then turned to lend her a hand.  Her wet panties were almost
see-through, offering very little coverage.  Mike could see that she had
dark pubic hair, confirming his theory that she wasn't a true blonde, and
apparently had done some grooming.  He thought "Panties or no panties, this
is one attractive lady." As this was the first time Mike had been fully
exposed, Em was also doing some looking but trying to be casual about it.
She took a quick glance down at his cock, then turned and started to climb
back up to the rock.  Mike watched her ass as she struggled with the first
couple of steps.

   Once Em found her footing, Mike turned back to the water.  Marie was
standing, with water up to her waist, holding out her hand as if she wanted
some help as well.

   Mike leaned forward to grab her hand.  Marie pulled it away quickly,
leaving Mike grabbing empty air.  She laughed and then reached out to grab
him.  He steadied her as she climbed out.

   Both Mike and Marie took their time checking each other out.  Marie's
eyes were immediately drawn to Mike's cock.  She had never seen a shaven
set of cock and balls; it excited her.  And Mike's eyes swept over her
chest and continued further down.  Marie's pussy hair was matted down and
too thick to show anything more.  Mike realized that he was staring, so he
directed his glance back up her.  He saw that she was still checking him
out, so he said "Ahem..." and laughed.

   Marie broke out of her glance.  She held her hand out, her index finger
and thumb extended.  As she said "It looks like that water was a bit cold
for you, no?" she shortened the distance between her fingers and pointed
her hand towards Mikes cock.

   He understood what she was implying.  And she was correct; the coolness
of the water had shrunk his cock a little.  But he came right back with "It
sure does feel a bit nippy." As he said this he repeated Marie's movements
in reverse, lengthening the distance between his finger and thumb.  He
smiled and pointed to her nipples, which did indeed seem a bit distended.

   She looked down at herself and smiled.  She covered her nipples with
just a couple of fingers and said: "They'll warm up." Mike covered his dick
with his hands and replied: "And so will this." Marie smiled, said "Well I
certainly hope so.", and turned to climb back up.

   Mike followed up after her, his sights set on her lovely ass and
occasional flashes of her furry crotch.  Marie was obviously aware of this
and paused to turn back at him.

   "Enjoying the view?" she asked.

   He knew he was busted but tried to act his way out.  He smiled and then
turned back towards the water.

   "Oh yeah, very beautiful scenery," he said, and thought to himself "but
perhaps too much shrubbery."

   Marie smiled back and continued the climb back up.

   When they reached the rock they saw that Em had already commandeered
Mike's towel, the only one they had.  She was laying face up on it, still
topless and still in her wet panties.  She spoke up, saying that they had
better be thinking of leaving soon.

   Mike could see that Marie was visibly pissed at Em.  He didn't know
exactly why but thought it was either because of her taking the towel or
suggesting that it was time to leave.

   "We'll leave just as soon as I dry off," she said, "and not a minute
sooner." Mike tried to mediate the situation and added: "I always let the
sun dry me off anyway; one less wet towel to carry back."

   He pulled a granola bar from his backpack and offered it to the girls.
Em, now just lying there with her eyes closed, didn't respond, but Marie
said she'd split it with him.  They sat down opposite each other.

   Marie spoke first.  "Thanks for being so nice to us.  I really
appreciate it.  And I'm sorry if we're upsetting your normal routine."

   Mike replied, "Oh no, you're not upsetting my day at all."

   "So you normally lay around naked with a couple of girls?"

   Mike laughed.  "No, I'm always by myself, and just fine with that.  I'm
not used to being with such pleasant company." He could see a bit of a
smirk on Em's face.

   Marie continued.  "And usually naked, right?" she asked.  "Are you a
nudist?"

   He laughed and said he wasn't sure if he was, but that he really enjoyed
just being naked outside, especially on such a nice warm day.  He asked
Marie "And I guess you're understanding that now as well.  It feels nice,
doesn't it?"

   She shifted her position, flashing Mike with a quick view of her crotch.
He felt that she had done that on purpose, and, of course, he didn't mind
that at all.  He stared right at her pussy, just in case she gave him
another view.  They continued to carry on a conversation, both aware of the
little game of show and tell that was developing.  Mike could feel himself
getting a bit excited.  He had tried to keep it under control, but as he
felt that Marie was doing her best to get him hard, he decided to play
along with her.  So he also shifted his position by spreading his legs a
little, allowing her a good view.  She couldn't fail to see that he had
indeed gotten a bit plumper.

   "It is warming up a bit, no?" she asked, making sure Mike got what she
was saying by staring right at his slightly swollen cock.

   "Yeah, it seems so," he replied, with just a bit of embarrassment. 
Being naked in front of others was one thing.  Being naked and erect was a
totally different thing.

   Em spoke up.  "I really think it's time we should be going."

   In his excitement with watching Marie, Mike had almost forgotten that Em
was there.  He turned towards her and saw that she was wide awake, eyes
wide open.  Apparently, she had been watching the two of them for a while.

   Before he could speak up, Marie said "Fine, but I want to get a couple
of pics of this place before we go." She reached into her backpack and
pulled out her phone.

   "OK, first a group selfie."

   Em started to say something but Marie wasn't going to hear it.  "Get
up...  cmon...let's get the lake in the background."

   Marie reluctantly got up.  Em pulled Mike up as well.  "Girl/boy/girl,"
she said, positioning herself on one side of Mike while Em stood on the
other.  She wrapped one arm around Mike's waist.

   "Come on, smile girl," Marie said to Em.  "Act like you're having fun!"
She snapped a couple of pictures.

   "Ok, now with the two of us." Em handed her phone to Em.  She kept one
arm wrapped around Mike and placed her other hand on his chest.

   "Make sure you get all of us in the pic!" she said to Em.  As Em was
getting the phone ready, Marie slid her hand down to Mike's ass and slid
her front hand down his chest towards his dick, resting it just shy of his
cock.  Her wandering hands weren't helping with Mike's erection, but, so
far, he was managing to keep it in check.

   When Em said "Say cheese!" Marie grabbed Mike's ass and squeezed hard;
surprisingly hard for such a tiny girl.  Mike's surprise was captured on
the first pic.

   After taking a couple more, Em said, "OK one more pose...  just us two."
She gave the phone to Mike, who stepped back while Em stepped up to Marie.
Em definitely didn't look like she was enjoying this.  Marie picked up on
this and gave her a hug, saying "Don't be mad at me."

   And then she kissed her.  Not a friend-to-friend kiss, but a lover's
kiss.  Mike cursed himself for not picking up on this earlier.  It was all
fitting into place.  He quickly started taking pictures as the two women
continued kissing, now with their hands fondling exposed flesh.

   Marie broke off the embrace, smiled at Mike and said: "OK, now we can
go." She gathered her clothes and started getting dressed.  Mike and Em
followed suit, and in no time there were off, with Mike leading the way
thru the woods.

   The walk back was uneventful.  Mike pointed out landmarks along the path
so that Marie and Em would be able to get there on their own.  As they
approached the creek, he warned them to be on the lookout for the park
rangers, then showed them the route over the water and back onto state
land.

   In a couple of minutes, they were in the parking lot.  He held open the
car doors for them.

   Marie said "Such a gentleman," and added "Thank you."

   Mike responded with "My pleasure."

   As he drove them back to their parking spot, Mike asked if he could have
a copy of the pics.  Em, with a rare smile, laughed, but Marie replied
"Sure thing!" He gave her his phone number, and after playing with her
phone a bit, he heard his phone acknowledge that a text had been sent.

   When they reached Em's car, Mike once again said "Well ladies, it really
has been my pleasure to hang out with you today.  Perhaps we'll see more of
each other one of these days."

   Marie laughed and said "I don't see how that's possible.  I think we've
seen pretty much all there is to see!"

   Mike laughed and said that he had to agree with that.

   He watched as they drove away, and then checked his phone.  The text
from Marie was there along with some of the pics.  She had written "so good
2 c u.  be there tomorrow?"

   He quickly responded "yes 2morrow.  see you then." He sent it.

   Marie quickly responded with "great.  enjoy pics."

   Mike didn't respond, but thought "Oh I will...  I definitely will."



   My Private Swimming Hole Ch.  02

   Mike awoke from a dream.  It took a couple of seconds for him to realize
where he was, and, once he did, he closed his eyes to try and slip back
into it.

   He knew he was outdoors, although, as in most dreams, the location was
only vaguely familiar.  There were two girls with him, sitting down in
front of him, looking up.  They were both topless, wearing only their
panties.  In the dream, he didn't seem to know them, but Mike was awake
just enough to know that he recognized them as Emma and Marie, the two
girls he had met yesterday at his swimming hole.  He had swum naked with
them and had flirted with the more outgoing one, Marie.  He was fairly sure
she was bisexual; towards the end of the day, she and Emma had posed for a
picture, embracing and locking lips in a much more than a friendly way. 
But in the dream, it seemed like they both were interested in just him.

   Oh, and in the dream, he was naked.  And hard...extremely hard.  He was
standing in front of them with his dick pointing out, their eyes catching
every movement of his hand as he stroked himself.

   Mike, even in that fugue state between awake and asleep, was aware that
he was jacking himself off.  He opened his eyes a bit to move the sheets
and to look down at his cock.  But he preferred to keep his eyes closed and
to try to retain that vision of the girls watching and waiting for him to
cum.

   When he 're-entered' the dream, the two girls had been joined by dozens
more, all in various stages of undress and all of them watching him
intently.  A few were stroking themselves as well; some had their hands in
their panties and others were bare naked and playing with themselves.

   And that was all it took.  In his dream, he stroked a few more times and
felt that tingling sensation that signaled it was too late to stop.  With
one final stroke, he leaned back and released a strong stream of cum, with
some hitting Em and Marie and the rest falling harmlessly on the ground
between them.  In the semi-dream state, he knew he had cum, but rested his
eyes for a bit longer before he woke up.  His semen had sprayed over his
lower body and dripped onto the sheets below.

   Rousing himself out of bed, Mike used some of the sheets to wipe himself
off, then stripped the bed and put the sheets in the hamper.  He had plans
for the day and needed to get moving, but the orgasm was worth the mess.

   As he took a nice hot shower, Mike started to replay the events from
yesterday.  He had been at his 'private' swimming hole, only this time it
wasn't as deserted as it usually was.  He had met the two girls, Emma and
Marie, who had joined him on his rock ledge.  Since he usually went naked
out there, he had initially hesitated stripping down as the girls had a
view of him.  But after a beer and a bit of weed (therapeutic, just to calm
his nerves), he had decided to make his presence known.  He dropped his
clothes and jumped off his rock ledge into the cold water below.  Back on
land after a quick swim, the girls joined him.  Marie, who was the more
outgoing of the two, had no qualms about following his lead and stripping
down to her birthday suit.  And after some mild coaxing and a bit of peer
pressure, Emma stripped down to her panties.

   Still, it was just swimming.  There wasn't any touching and not any
sexual overtones while they were in the water.  But when they got out of
the water, things took a turn.  While Emma just took an occasional glance
at Mike's body, as he did to hers, Marie took some long, lustful looks,
with comments that could be taken sexually.  And once they were all back up
on their overlook, Marie and Mike played a game of pretending to converse
with each other while offering occasional glimpses of their privates.  Emma
didn't participate; she was lay in the sun.

   The day ended with Marie insisting on taking some pics.  Later, she sent
some of them to Mike.  One was a selfie with him and both girls, just from
the waist up, but his favorite was taken by Emma.  Marie was standing
beside him, with one arm around his waist and the other hand resting flat
on his stomach.  Just before Emma taking the shot, Marie moved her hand
lower on his stomach, resting it just barely above his cock, and, just as
Emma said, "Say Cheese!", Marie reached behind him and gave his ass a firm
grab.  Emma managed to capture the moment perfectly, with Marie's sneaky
grin beaming.

   Replaying these events in his mind while showering, Mike started to get
another erection.  He was tempted to finish himself off again, but he
wanted to get going with the day; he had some errands to run before he
could head out to the lake.  Besides, he thought that there just might be
another chance, later, to get off.  That is if his fantasies happened to
come to fruition.

   He got dressed as he usually did for a day at the lake; just his shorts,
T-shirt, and sneakers, going commando as was his preference.  He packed
more than enough supplies; an extra towel, a few more beers, and an extra
joint.  He wasn't 100% positive that either of the girls was going back to
the swimming hole, although texts from Marie suggested that she might be.
He was hoping that would be the case and wanted to be prepared for that
possibility.

   After making a couple of stops at the bank, post office, and drug store,
Mike was on his way to the park.  The slight chill of the morning had
already burned off and, besides a few puffy clouds passing overhead, it
seemed like it was going to be another beautiful day.

   Just as Mike was pulling into the park, his phone alerted him that he
had a text.  It was from Marie.

   "r u going swimming today?"

   He sent back "yep..u?"

   There was a brief pause and then a photo was sent back.  Marie sent a
selfie from the waist up, showing the lake in the background.  She was
wearing a skimpy pastel green bikini top.

   Mike smiled and texted back "clothing optional?"

   Another pause and another pic.  This time it was just Marie's hand
holding her now discarded top, dangling from her index finger.  Mike smiled
then one more pic came across.  It was another selfie, showing Marie
topless, but it was centered so that just the top slight swell of her
petite breasts showed, nothing more.  Marie had that cute grin happening as
well.

   Mike texted back "b there soon" and headed out towards the lake.

   The walk was uneventful.  There were no signs that the mounted park
police had been around, but Mike remained alert and checked his
surroundings before he veered off the path and crossed over the creek. 
Getting hauled into the park office and potentially charged with
trespassing was not on his agenda today.

   After the walk on the wooded path, and ducking through the hole in the
fence, Mike could see the rocks that outlined the lake.  He stepped out of
the woods onto the rock ('his' rock) and saw Marie lying face down,
pointing away from him and towards the lake.  She hadn't heard him, so he
took a moment to check her out, starting with her bare feet and working his
way up.  He noticed that she wasn't wearing any toenail polish, which was
fine with him, as he always thought that was unnecessary if one's toes were
well-groomed, as were Marie's.  Her legs, though not long, were well-shaped
and led his eyes on up to her butt.  She was wearing a very short pair of
cutoffs, so short that, from his angle, Mike could see a nice portion of
her cheeks.  Her ass was a perfect size for her petite body, not too skinny
or fat, and was well-proportioned to the rest of her body.  Overall, with
the size of her body, she could have passed for a young teen, but he knew
from their previous encounter that she was 21, closer to his age of 23.

   He continued his gaze on up to her back.  She was topless.  With her
minimal breasts, there was no side view of overflow, but he admired her
smooth, almost flawless, skin.  When he drew his gaze up to her head, he
saw that she was wearing some earbuds, and realized why she hadn't reacted
to him yet.

   Mike walked closer, leaned over, and gently touched the small of Marie's
back.  She jerked her head back suddenly, looking ready to attack, but her
face softened into a smile as soon as she realized it was Mike.  She took
off her earbuds, stood up, and gave him a hug, her naked breasts against
his chest.

   "Good morning!  Great to see ya!" she said.

   Mike replied, "Right back at ya." He paused then said, "If you're going
to be giving out hugs, we should it properly." He pulled his t-shirt off
and threw it over to the side.

   "OK, let's try that again."

   Marie smiled and leaned back into him to repeat the hug, this time
feeling his bare chest again her nipples, sending a shiver through her. 
Mike felt it as well, and, smiling, broke off the hug.

   He looked around and saw that Marie had already set up the area.  Her
towel was laid out, her backpack was off to the side, and she had a bottle
of water.  He picked it up and took a hearty swallow.

   "I've got some more down by the water," Marie said, "and a couple of
beers."

   Mike smiled.  "So who's the Boy Scout now?" he asked, referring back to
being called that yesterday for being prepared.

   Marie smiled, and then struck a pose with her hands on her hips.  "Girl
Scout, if you haven't noticed."

   Oh, Mike had noticed.  He was struck with Marie's looks from first
glance yesterday when he watched her and Emma in the water from afar.  And
almost as exciting as her looks was her attitude; she was spunky and sassy,
but not in a mean or demeaning manner.  She seemed to have an 'anything
goes attitude', which Mike loved.

   "Right...  a Girl Scout.  I'll try to remember." Mike smiled just to
make sure she knew he was kidding.

   He started to unpack his backpack, spreading out his towel next to hers.

   He asked Marie "Have you been in yet?", although by the looks of her he
could have guessed she hadn't.

   Marie replied "Nope, I was waiting for you.", then added, "Clothing
optional, right?"

   Mike turned around to answer her, but before he could she had started to
unsnap the button of her cutoffs.  He just stood there and watched her. 
She turned slightly to the side as she pulled them off and then turned to
face him directly.  She had followed his suggestion from yesterday and was
going commando.

   "Notice anything different?" she asked.

   Mike did indeed see a big difference between yesterday, and the pics she
had sent him, and today.  Over the evening she had shaved off the dense
mass of pubic hair she had been sporting.  Without that bush, she looked a
lot younger than before, and she had already looked pretty young.  And now,
fully exposed, Mike could get a great view of what he had strained to see
yesterday.  He took a second to admire the view; she had small but visible
pussy lips, her clitoris hidden behind its hood, and was smooth-shaven.  He
thought it might have been one of the prettiest pussies he had seen, and he
had seen more than a few.

   He broke his stare and looked Marie in the eyes.

   "I think something's different, but I'm not sure what.  I can't put a
finger on it." He smiled at his clever double entendre and continued. 
"It's on the tip of my tongue.  Did you change your hair color?  Did you
get it cut?"

   Marie looked disappointed for a second, and then looked confused, and,
finally, she grinned.  She had gotten what he was saying.  Then it was her
turn to watch as Mike dropped his shorts.  She had enjoyed watching him
yesterday and had spent the evening thinking about this moment.  Unlike
Emma, she enjoyed men as well as women and although most of her sexual
activity had been with women, she also had a few experiences with men.  But
most of her encounters with dicks had been quick, mostly in the dark with
the lights out, and usually, by the time she got ahold of them they were
already hard.  She hadn't ever developed any long-term relationships with
men, so she had almost no experience with flaccid penises and had no
experience seeing one in the light of day.

   Naked, Mike turned towards her and sat down.  She couldn't help sneaking
a peek.  He was also clean-shaven, which had been her inspiration to shave.
Emma had hinted at it a couple of times but for whatever reason Marie
seldom did anything more than a slight trim, just enough to not spill out
of her bikini bottoms.  But she enjoyed spending time grooming last night
and had gotten a couple of thrills when, on the walk to the lake, her
shorts rubbed against her smooth mound.

   Mike spoke up.  "Do you care for a smoke?" It was part of his routine;
set up camp, strip down, smoke, and then swim.

   Marie replied "Yes!", and then blushed as she realized that she sounded
way too excited.

   So Mike lit up and while they passed the joint back and forth, Marie
starting talking about her job.

   "My clients called yesterday," she said, and then corrected herself. 
"Bob, the dad, called.  They're going to be back in a couple of days. 
Originally, they were coming back tomorrow, but they decided to include a
stay over somewhere near Williamsburg." She continued "Sure must be nice to
have money."

   "They're wealthy?" Mike asked.

   "Definitely!  You should see their house.  It's quite a setup, way too
big for just the four of them and me.  I have my own living area; a
bedroom, bath, small kitchen, with a private entrance."

   Mike was torn between making conversation and just sitting there
watching her, but he replied "Sure seems nice.  Do you enjoy the job?"

   Marie was also aware of the somewhat surreal situation they were in;
trying to carry on a normal conversation but being naked.  She was
definitively interested in seeing more of Mike's body, specifically his
cock, and she was pretty sure that he wanted to see more of her.  But she
continued to act out the game.

   "Yeah, I really do.  They're a super nice family to work with.  They
give me a lot of freedom and are cool as long as I take care of the kids."
She continued "But I won't be there much longer.  Susie, the oldest, will
be getting her driver's license soon, so some of my duties will be covered.
I can't see them keeping me on after that."

   She took one last hit off the joint and handed it back.  She stood up,
giving Mike another great view of her from head to toe, then turned and ran
off the edge of the rock, splashing loudly into the lake.

   Mike grinned, and got up and followed her in.  The water was almost
always a bit cool, and it came as a bit of a shock to his system, but he
knew he'd get used to it.  He surfaced and looked around for Marie, who was
nowhere in sight.  Before he realized what was happening, he felt her
grabbing his ass.  She popped up out of the water beside him, and with a
big smile said "Gotcha!" She splashed him then turned to swim away.  Mike
wasn't going to let her get away with that, so he swam after her, catching
up quickly.  He grabbed her by the ankles, and dove underwater, dragging
her under with him.  She struggled and kicked one ankle free, and in the
process, her thigh swept across his cock.  His grasp on her other ankle was
slipping as well, so he moved her hand up her leg, holding her by her upper
thigh.  As she finally got free, he let his hand return the touch, briefly
brushing over her pussy.

   They both surfaced, fully aware of the touching that was going on. 
Marie looked serious for just a moment and Mike thought that perhaps he had
gone too far.  Then she laughed, splashed some more water on his face, and
swam away from him again.

   Mike and Marie continued to play in the water, sneaking occasional
'accidental' touches as they rough-housed.  After a while, Marie swam over
to the shore and got out, Mike followed her up the incline to their rock.

   With Marie and Em yesterday, Mike had explained that he preferred to not
use his towel to dry off.  Instead, he let the sun eventually dry him,
keeping the towel nice to lay down on.  Marie remembered that and did the
same.

   Mike spoke first.  "I didn't know you well enough yesterday to say this,
but I think that..." He paused, just for dramatic effect.  "I think that
you had better put some sun lotion on.  It seems to me that there might be
parts of you that haven't gotten a whole lot of sun."

   Marie smiled and said "You're probably right.  Let me guess...  Mr.  Boy
Scout is prepared this time?"

   Mike laughed and said, "Well, I like to think I'm prepared for anything
situation that pops up." He dug into his pack and found the small tube of
sunscreen that he had bought this morning, in the hopes that he'd have a
chance to use it.  He tossed it over to her, and then sat down on his
'chair', a small rock ledge.

   Marie caught the tube and squeezed a bit into her hand.  She turned
directly toward Mike and let him watch as she slowly applied some to her
breasts.  It seemed to Mike that this display was purposely meant just to
tease him.

   "We can't let these tiny little titties burn.  Right?"

   Mike didn't respond; he seemed transfixed watching her massage her
breasts.

   Marie continued "You seem to like watching."

   That snapped Mike out of reverie.  He turned his eyes back up to her and
said "Yep, those tiny little titties are quite lovely.  But you know that,
right?" He continued "So it's really hard not to stare.  Not trying to be
rude, but..."

   Marie smiled and gave her tits a final squeeze, then walked over towards
Mike.

   She handed the tube back to him and asked if he would put some on her
back.  When Mike didn't immediately respond, Marie walked closer and turned
her back to him.

   Marie and Mike both knew that she didn't need anything for her back.  It
had some tan, not nearly as dark as Mike's, but it had seen some sun.  The
area that really needed lotion was her pale white ass, but Mike didn't feel
comfortable just starting there.  So he put some lotion in his palms and
applied it to her back, with a soft, gentle touch.  He made quick work of
that area and progressed further down.  As he reached the top of her butt,
he asked: "Is this ok?"

   Marie responded with "Mmm, yes, it feels good."

   Mike was enjoying it as well.  As he continued to rub her ass, now more
of a caress, Marie spoke up.

   She turned around to face him.  "Were you serious about not noticing
anything different about me?' she asked.

   Mike smiled, turning his gaze down to her cleanly shaved pussy.  He said
"Of course I noticed.  You did a great job.  It's beautiful."

   Marie smiled and ran her hand over herself.  "Emma helped."

   Then her smile disappeared.  In a lower, softer, voice she said: "You
told me you couldn't put a finger on it."

   Mike replied "Yes."

   She continued "You can, you know.  Put a finger on it...  if you want
to. "

   Mike silently cursed himself for being so slow on the uptake but didn't
need to be told again.

   He smiled at her, and then touched her chin with just the tip of his
index finger.  Slowly he slid the finger down her body, gently tracing a
line down her to her breasts.  He circled each nipple and then drew across
them.  Marie shivered; Mike noticed her reaction.

   He continued down her body, still just touching her with the tip of his
finger.  When he reached her pussy, he pressed down with a bit more
pressure on her hood, paused there for a moment, and continued down,
running that tip between her lips.  Once again Marie shivered, letting out
a slight moan as well.

   Mike grabbed her with both hands on her waist and drew her even closer,
then turned her around, facing away from him.  He put one hand on her ass,
and circled the other around her, laying it flat on her belly.  He slid his
palm further down, feeling the area that, only yesterday, was covered in a
thick bush.  But now he felt nothing except smooth, soft skin, still moist
from the swim.  He slowly moved that hand lower, once again over her hooded
clit, until he had her mound cupped in his palm.  He gently drew his index
finger over her opening and then inserted it into her.  Marie was moist
inside as well, and Mike was pretty sure that it was not lake water.

   Marie let out another soft, low moan.

   Mike pulled his finger out of her and dragged it back up over her clit,
then moved his other hand off her ass and between her legs.  Marie spread
them to allow him better access, and Mike slipped a finger back in her
while he applied some slight pressure to her clit.  The motion was getting
to Marie, as she continued to moan, although she was increasingly getting
louder.

   She managed to get out a few words, muttering "Your tongue...tip of your
tongue."

   Mike was hoping that she would pick up on what he had said earlier. 
Although he hadn't foreseen this when he said it, he knew that if the
opportunity came, he would definitely be up for the challenge.

   ----------------

   Mike knew this because of his experiences in the summer before his
senior year in high school.  Mike had just turned 18 and was considered
'legal'; legally old enough to vote, legally old enough to buy beer, and
legally old enough to have sex.  So he bought beer and voted in the local
election, just to feel more like an adult.  But sex?  No.

   Sure, he had fooled around with a couple of girls.  A few dates, a few
clumsy fumbles in the back seat of his car, but the closest he ever got was
with Cindy.  She let him put his hand down the front of her pants, still
buttoned, and let him feel her soft hair, but not any further.  In
exchange, she rubbed his hard cock through his jeans.  It was thrilling at
the time, but not at all fulfilling.

   That summer Mike mowed lawns around my neighborhood so that he'd have
some pocket money and so he could be outdoors.  One of his steady customers
was a young, single woman that lived a couple of blocks from him. 
Initially, he just mowed her lawn, but after the first week she asked me if
he could do other yard work, so he ended being there at least twice a week,
either mowing, weeding, or pruning.

   Over the first month, they became more familiar with each other.  Lynda
(who she insisted to be called by her first name) was perhaps 7 or 8 years
older than Mike.  She had told him that she had married young and got
divorced shortly thereafter, so she had already experienced quite a few ups
and downs in her life.

   As they became used to each other, Lynda would come out back while he
was working to offer up a cool drink or just to take a break in the shade.
Mike noticed that each week her attire became more revealing.  From jeans
to shorts to short-shorts, from T-shirts to crop tops to, eventually, her
bikini top.  She had a great figure and had to have known that showing
herself off like that was wreaking havoc on his young raging hormones.

   When he looked back at it, Mike knew that she was seducing him, but was
slow to pick up on it back then.  One day Lynda invited him inside, out of
the heat into the air-conditioned living room.  As they sat and sipped
their drinks, she steered the conversation toward his personal life, and
then more specifically to his sex like, and then even more specifically to
the lack thereof.  He remembered how wide her eyes got when she got him to
admit that he hadn't had sex.  She seemed to want to confirm it by asking
"So, you're still a virgin?"

   Well, when she put it that way, yes he was.

   Lynda turned to him and said, "Perhaps we can do something about that."

   She leaned in towards him and took his face in her hands, looking right
into his eyes, then kissed him.  Not a peck on the cheek, but a full-blown
kiss.  Mike was startled and didn't know how to react.  Lynda broke off the
kiss, then stood up in front of him and proceeded to untie her crop top,
revealing her very firm breasts.  She leaned forward and offered them to
him.  He tentatively reached out and grabbed one in each hand, squeezing
them.  He hadn't gotten this far with a girl before, and didn't know if he
was squeezing too hard, and what else to do with them.  He pinched her
nipples, perhaps too hard, as she backed away.  She smiled and said "We'll
get back to that," then slowly stripped off her shorts.  She let him have a
good look at her standing there in just her tiny panties, then turned
around, bent over to remove them as well.

   When Lynda turned back to face him, totally naked, Mike still felt like
he was having an erotic dream.  But Lynda snapped him out of it by taking
him by the hand, having him stand up while she sat down.  She said "Your
turn."

   Mike was not at all ashamed of his body.  He was young and strong and
somewhat built, but he had never had a naked woman demand that he strips
down in front of her, so it took him a moment to react.  Lynda was
impatient; in his hesitation, she stood up and started to help him take off
his T-shirt.  She ran her hands over his chest then bent to unbuckle his
belt.  She sat back down to watch him finish.

   Mike stepped out of his jeans, leaving him with just his underwear on.
His erection was obvious, straining to get free.  He took a deep breath and
slid his underwear off.  His cock popped out, bouncing a bit, and Lynda
pounced on it.  She knelt in front of Mike and started to pump it.  It took
no time at all for Mike to feel his orgasm coming, and quickly let loose a
large amount of cum into Lynda's hands.

   She smiled, obviously aware that there was more to come; that it
wouldn't take long for a young guy to recover.  Mike sat down on the floor
next to her and watched as she started to play with herself, using his cum
as a lubricant.  She took his hand and guided his index finger into her
slippery opening while she rubbed her clit.  Mike was still bewildered by
what was going on, but he got hard again quickly.

   Lynda saw his hardon, so she laid down on her back, spread her legs, and
told him to hop on.  He fumbled a bit, but she was patient and guided him
into her.  She wrapped her legs around him and urged him to fuck her.  Not
really knowing what to do, he tried his best, slipping out of her a couple
of times before he found a rhythm.  Then Lynda stopped and rolled them both
over so that she was on top.  She sat up and put his cock back into her and
took over.  She worked him over good and he lasted longer than before, but
long before she was ready he told her that he was going to cum.  "Not yet,"
she said, slowing down a bit.  But it was too late.  Mike closed his eyes,
let out a groan, and shot his second load of the day, the time deep inside
a real live woman.

   When he opened his eyes, Lynda was looking at him with a big smile on
her face.

   "They say you never forget your first time."

   Mike smiled back and replied, "I don't doubt that at all."

   Lynda laughed and said, "We'll need to work on this some more."

   And they did, once more that day and a couple of times a week throughout
the summer.  Under Lynda's direction, Mike got much better at fucking.  She
led him through her favorite positions, showing him multiple ways to elicit
her orgasm.

   But just as Mike initially didn't know much about making love to a
woman, he knew even less about how to please a woman orally.  When Lynda
realized this, she made it her mission to teach him how to get a woman off
with his tongue.  She had said that once word got out that he was an
'expert' in this, he'd never be lacking for female companionship.

   Looking back at this, one of the great things about this relationship
was that Lynda was at the stage of her life where she knew what she wanted
and she wasn't going to settle for just going through the motions.  She
knew exactly how a man should please her.  So, as she worked Mike through
the process, she was very vocal about what to do, when to do it, what not
to do.  Besides learning the basics of female anatomy first hand, he
learned about pacing the experience, how to build up and then back down to
extend her pleasure, when and where to use his tongue, when and where to
use his fingers, and when to use both, how to sense an impending orgasm,
how to work through it with her, and how to guide her back down.

   They continued this into the fall, right up to the time that Lynda moved
out of town.  After the last session before she left, she proclaimed that
he had 'graduated' her course and presented him with a 'diploma' that she
had printed up, declaring that Mike graduated with honors and earned a
master's degree in 'Cunnilingus', with an honorary title of 'Master Clit
Licker'.  She even told a few of her closest friends about him, and every
so often after she left he would get a call, asking for some 'lawn
service'. The training that Lynda had given him had increased his
confidence, and her instructions on giving head did indeed leave all his
female friends satisfied.

   So when Marie wanted him to use the tip of his tongue, Mike was more
than up for the challenge.

   ----------------

   Mike stood up, took Marie by the hand, and led her off to the back of
the rock, where there was some grass and trees to provide some shade.  He
brought over the towels and laid them down, with one towel for under her
head and the other bunched up under her ass.  He guided her down onto them
and then leaned down over her.  He looked into her eyes, bent down, and
kissed her.  He had been taught to start slow, to build excitement and
anticipation, but Marie didn't seem to buy into that.  He was going to give
her a soft, gentle kiss, but as soon as their lips touched, Marie reached
up and pulled him down onto her, slamming her lips against his and jamming
her tongue into his mouth.  Caught off guard, Mike backed off of her.  He
looked down at her and could sense her desire.  He took her arms and pinned
them over her head, then backed down onto her and resumed kissing her, this
time at his own pace.

   Still, Marie had her agenda, and, after a couple of long kisses, she
backed off and, in an uncharacteristically deep voice, repeated "Your
tongue - Use your tongue."

   With that, she broke her hands free from his grasp and slowly pushed the
back of his head down.

   Mike was more than willing to let Marie dictate the pace.  He did,
however, pause as he reached her little breasts, licking gently at her
nipples.  He applied a bit of sucking pressure, drawing her nipple out, and
then repeated on the other.  This elicited some more moans from Marie,
although she continued to push his head lower.  He obliged.

   Mike moved down, positioning his face right above her moist flesh.  He
had a technique that had never failed him.  He always started with a simple
gentle kiss directly on her lips; no tongue, no insertion, and no contact
with her still hooded clit.  His method had always been to give his women
an orgasm but to delay it by taking it very slowly, building up the
pressure so that when he finally did start licking her clit, she would be
bursting.  He used two fingers to gently separate her lips, and then took a
slow lap over the newly exposed skin.  He tasted her and could confirm that
the wetness he felt earlier was not just from the lake.  She was hot,
moist, and fragrant.  The real scent of a woman always got him hard, and he
could feel his dick starting to rise.  But this moment was not for his
pleasure.

   He bent back down to give her another slow lick, but Marie was not up
for any teasing.  She moved her hand down to her pussy and put a finger on
each side, forcing her clit out of its covering.

   In a loud voice, she proclaimed "Lick me!"

   Mike gave up on his plan of teasing; he gave her an additional slow
lick, this time inserting his tongue in her, then drawing it up and over
her red swollen clit.

   Marie's reaction was instantaneous.  She shouted out "Yeah..right
there!" and started rubbing her fingers across her clit as Mike continued
to lick, sometimes hitting her fingers.

   With one hand Mike pushed Marie's fingers out of the way and with the
other framed her clit.  He took the nub into his mouth, sucking lightly but
still tapping it with the tip of his tongue.

   That worked for Marie.

   "HELL YES!' she shouted.

   Mike had been with plenty of women and some were pretty vocal.  Marie
was one of the loudest he'd heard.  Perhaps it was her way of communing
with nature.

   He could sense that Marie was close to cumming, so he didn't let up
sucking and licking while he inserted a finger into her, curving it up to
hit her G spot.

   That did it for her.  She screamed out "OH MY GOD!  DON'T STOP!" even
louder than before.  He kept up his licking and started pumping his finger
in and out.  Marie shouted "YES!!" She clamped her thighs together around
his head.  Mike could feel her pulsing, but he didn't stop.

   Then she came, her body racked with a spasm.  Mike was surprised that
she came so quickly, but he knew she was already pretty worked up before he
even started.  He slowed down his finger and released her clit, waiting for
her to finish.  She spasmed once again, much softer, then released her grip
on his head.  He raised himself, so their bodies were flush, and, enjoying
the look on her face, leaned in, and kissed her.  His lips were covered in
her fluids, so she was tasting herself.

   They stayed there for a while longer, wordlessly basking in the
afterglow of her orgasm.  Finally, Marie stood up, took him by the hand,
and walked back to their rocky overlook.  She turned towards him and
embraced him in a hug and long lingering kiss.  Then she took him by the
hand once more and pulled him along after her as she leaped off into the
water.  As soon as they surfaced Marie swam over to him and embraced him
again, wrapping her legs around his waist.  Despite the cold water, Mike
could feel himself starting to get hard.  Marie could feel it as well.

   She smiled and said "You know that was pretty damn good.  I don't
usually cum that quickly.  I think you've been around, or perhaps you're
just a natural."

   Mike smiled back and replied, "Perhaps a little of both."

   Marie looked at him, maintaining eye contact, and said: "You also know
that I want to return the favor.  Is that OK with you?"

   Mike smiled, thinking it was an interesting question.  Would anybody
ever deny that?  He tried not to sound too eager as he replied: "Of
course!"

   They swam to the edge then climbed back to their rock, picking up two
more beers on the way.  Marie led Mike away from the edge back towards the
grassy area.  She directed him over to the bigger rock, pushed him back
against it, and told him to get comfortable.  She went back and got one of
the towels and laid it at his feet, then kneeled in front of him.

   She was at eye level with Mike's dick.  He was flaccid but slightly
tumescent.

   Marie said, "I want to please you - to make you cum - but I have to let
you know that I don't have all that much experience with guys." She took
his dick in her tiny hand, laying it out on her palm then continued "And
especially with soft dicks."

   Mike's dick looked huge in Marie's hand.  He looked at her and said,
"You know it's not going to be soft for long, right?" Marie smiled and
started stroking him with her other hand.  She looked up at him and said:
"I know."

   And, of course, as Marie continued to gently stroke him, Mike's member
started to enlarge.  Even though he had jacked offearlier in the morning,
he was ready to go again and had been on edge for most of the morning.  He
was fully erect in no time.

   Marie leaned in close and, in a soft voice said: "Let me know if I'm
doing this ok; let me know if I should do anything different." She grabbed
his cock firmly and gave it a tentative lick.  She pulled back off and said
"And let me know before you cum.  I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet."

   Mike nodded but took notice of her adding 'yet'.

   Marie leaned back into him and started licking him, from the base of his
shaft up to the tip.  Mike thought that she had to have been kidding about
not having much experience.  But licking was something Marie knew she was
good at, so she stuck with that for a while.  She also paid attention to
how Mike reacted, like the little jolts he made when she licked the
underside of his dick, and again when she reached his helmet.  In that
regard, she was a fast learner.

   Marie continued her licking, focusing primarily on the tip of his dick,
with an occasional lick up and down.

   Mike was feeling great and knew that it wouldn't take much more to make
him cum.  Perhaps feeling a bit impatient, he wrapped his hand around
Marie's, still holding fast to the base of his shaft.  He slowly moved her
hand up and down.  Marie stopped her licking to watch him using her hand to
jack off.  She looked up into Mike's eyes, smiled her impish smile, and
leaned back into him.  For the first time, she opened her mouth a bit and
took just his helmet into her mouth.  While she held him in there, she
continued using her tongue, swirling it around.  He released his hold on
her hand, letting her take over.

   Mike knew he was close to the moment where he wouldn't be able to stop
even if he wanted to, And, of course, he didn't want to.  He looked down at
Marie and said: "I'm going to cum."

   She paused for a second, looking up at him, but not taking her mouth off
him.  She continued pumping, and within a few strokes Mike grunted and let
loose with his first shot, right into Marie's mouth.  Despite the warning,
she seemed surprised.  She backed off his dick, just in time to avoid a
second mouthful, but not in time to avoid catching it across her chin and
neck.  Marie kept pumping him and the third shot, less powerful than the
previous ones, fell to the ground.  She relaxed her grip on his cock, but
still slowly pumped him, watching the last drops of cum ooze out.  Then she
let go of him and leaned back.  Mike just slumped down next to her, trying
to catch his breath.

   Marie reached over and opened one of the beers.  She took a swig,
swished it around in her mouth, then turned to the side and spit.  Mike
noticed a glob of his semen that had dripped down to her chest.  He swiped
it up with a finger and flicked it off to the side.  Marie laughed and
said, "Boys are just so messy!" Mike said that he had given her a warning,
and Marie replied that, yes, she had been warned but decided to stick to
him until he finished.  He laughed and said "I'm glad you did - that was
wonderful.  For someone with no experience, you seem to know what you're
doing." He saw that she still had a splatter of his cum on her neck, so he
reached over and collected it on his fingers.  He held it up to her lips
and asked her how he tasted.  She smiled, and after a moment, leaned
forward and sucked it off his fingers.  She made a show of licking it all
off, then swallowing it.  Marie tried to keep a straight face, but she
started to laugh.  She took another hefty swig of beer, then said "As long
as I can wash it down, it's not bad.  An acquired taste I guess."

   Mike laughed and asked her if she wanted another taste.  Marie laughed
back and, without answering, got up and ran to the edge of the rock.  With
the biggest Tarzan yell she could muster, she leaped off.  Mike got up and
followed her in.

   When he surfaced, Marie was already swimming towards him.  Before he
could catch a breath, she had wrapped her legs around his waist.  Although
she couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds and felt even lighter in the
water, Mike found it awkward to keep treading water with her.  He
maneuvered over to a shallower part of the lake until he could finally get
a foothold to stand on.  Once steady, he wrapped his arms around her and,
with a hand on each ass cheek, lifted her higher, effectively lining her
hairless pussy up with his dick.  He wasn't totally hard, but even with the
cool water and having already cum twice, he could feel himself getting
enlarged.  Marie could feel it as well.

   Mike adjusted himself, lifting his cock up against his stomach.  Then
lifting Marie up against him, he could feel her gliding over the underside
of his cock, her lips on either side of it.  Marie let out a soft moan; it
was getting to her as well.  He lifted her a little further so that his
cock, hard even in the cold water, would be freed.  Just as he was about to
lower Marie down into him, she stopped and held Mike's arms still.

   Mike wasn't sure what Marie was signaling, if anything.  But before he
could question her, she reached down and grabbed ahold of him, then she
spoke up.

   "I want more of this...I want more of you.  But not here and not in
front of strangers."

   Marie whispered, "Behind you."

   Mike immediately looked around.

   He turned around and did indeed see a couple sitting on a rock close to
the water.  He hadn't noticed them before and hadn't heard them.  Both the
girl and the guy were making no pretense of not looking at them, although
they did try to quickly look away.  Mike wondered how long they had been
there, what they might have seen or heard.  He felt that it was pretty
obvious what they were up to, but that didn't bother him.  But he did
understand that it seemed to bother Marie, so he let go of her and started
to swim back to where they could get out of the water.  Marie followed.

   Knowing that they were going to have to expose themselves as they
climbed out, Mike let Marie go out first, then followed close enough behind
to partially block their view.  Once back up on their rock and out of sight
of the other couple, Marie moved over to Mike.  She wrapped her arms around
him and asked "How about you come over to my place?  We'll have it to
ourselves for at least another day.' Then she reached down and took a hold
of his cock, adding "We can pick up right where we left off."

   Mike quickly agreed.  They started to get dressed, but Marie asked if
they could stay naked for the walk back to the parking lot.  Mike laughed
and said that for part of the walk sure, but they would have to get dressed
before they reentered the park boundary.  Marie agreed and they walked
back, hand in hand until they got to the hole in the fence.  Before they
got dressed, Marie, kneeled in front of Mike and took his cock in her
hands. She repeated what she had said before "I want more of this.", then
gave his cock a long lick from base to tip.

   Mike groaned and replied, "It's all yours."

   Marie smiled.  "I was hoping you'd say that."

   They got dressed.  And after looking out for the park ranger, crossed
back over the creek, and heading to the parking lot.  Marie gave Mike her
address and said to text her when he arrived so she could open the gate.

   Mike asked, "Do I need to bring anything?"

   Marie thought about it for a second.  "I have food and drink, so I think
we're good." Then she smiled and added, "Bring your toothbrush." He laughed
and she continued.  "And perhaps some skins."

   Mike looked puzzled until Marie added "Condoms, rubbers."

   Mike smiled.  He knew this was going to be a great day.  And the evening
looked promising as well.