It was 1983 and the summertime between my soph and Jr year in senior high school. As it got started, it seemed similar just another summertime of hanging out and sportfishing. I hadn't heard from Rebecca in week and now that Kay had moved, it wasn't like I was going to ever see her again. I got a part time job that kept me busy and spent most of my weekends off at a buddy's lake house fishing.



In of late June, my buddy and I left to go fishing and spend the weekend at his lake menage. We had spent most of Sabbatum morning on the water and headed back to the star sign for a recent lunch when his girlfriend Ashleigh drove up. I had met Ashleigh a few weeks before. I couldn't figure of speech out what she was doing with my brother. He was a year young than me and she was going into her senior yr. She was very attractive with a grandiloquent slender body and hanker dark hair. She was in the Ag-program at her school and was variety of a cowgirl. She always wore thrill, tight jeans that showed off her ass and horse opera shirts with the top mates buttons open that gave a hint of what was underneath.



I was now a third wheel and didn't really estimate we'd be doing much sportfishing for the rest period of the day. She wanted to convey the sauceboat out and do some tube and we decided it might be a overnice fault from the heating plant of the afternoon. She changed into her swimsuit and put on shortstop and a t-shirt over it. I had never seen her in anything but western attire so seeing her in some Daisy Dukes was a really nice surprisal. She had long dark legs and round B cup boobs that were perfect for her slim frame.



Once on the piddle, she stripped off the shortstop and shirt revealing her white crochet bikini that didn't leave a whole lot to the imaginativeness. I was glad for the dark glasses I had on because they allowed me to stare at her without looking like I was staring. The pickle in the stuff were modest but just large enough to see some shin underneath. She put on the life jacket and jumped into the water to take her twist on the tube. We took it easily on her at firstly by running the boat in a straight crinkle and not trying to throw her off. She kept yelling for us to go faster so my pal turned the boat sharply swinging her out where she caught a moving ridge and took a fearful looking tumble across the piddle. As we pulled up to her, she told us her bottoms had come off in the wipe out. We laughed and just halfheartedly looked for them, but they were nowhere to be seen. She asked how she was going to get back in the boat and we told her we would help her in and not expect. We each took a deal and pulled her into the boat, naked from the waistline down. She told us to reckon away but what teenage boy wasn't going to glint. Once in the boat, she reached over to catch her shorts and I got a glance of her tight one shot ass and the gap between her thigh revealing the mouth of her kitty. She turned around holding the shorts in front of her and asked us not to look while she put them on. We did as we were told and as she was standing on one leg with the former in her boxershorts, a big wave hit the side of the boat causing her to diminish in the floor. We both turned around to find her laying there on her back with her branch spread trying to get back to her feet. I reached out and helped her up taking in the image of her pussy. It was only the second clock time I had seen one. She had more hair than Rebecca, but I could still make out her slit with a little garden pink showing between her mouth. She thanked me and looked a little stymie as I turned to allow her to put her trunks back on. She told us we could move around back around after her boxers were on and as we did, she took off the spirit crown. Her now wet White person bikini top allowed her toilsome pap to show through and as she walked past me to get to the strawman of the boat for the drive back, I could see the embrown skin of her teat through the crocheted material. The ride back to the dock was sort of rough and I watched as her modest round boobs bounced with each Wave we hit. My gumshoe began to ache, and I wished we were going home that night.



When we got back to the house, we ate some hot firedog and watch TV. After having to look on them produce out throughout the movie, I decided to go to bed about 10:30 and said goodnight. I expected she would be leaving soon we would be getting up early to fish the next morning. I woke up around 4:45 with a raging hard on and thought of the persona I had seen the afternoon before. I began rubbing myself and could just tell this was a hard-on that wasn't going away on its own. Since I had about forty-five proceedings before I had to get up, I decided I might just need to take precaution of it. I got out of bed and dug through my duffel bag bag and pulled out the new man-about-town we bought on our way out to the lake and a bottle of Coppertone tanning oil. I needed a towel, so I walked quietly out of my room to get one from the john. As I tip-toed past the bread and butter room, I noticed the two of them asleep on the couch. They must have fallen asleep during the picture and been there all night. I retrieved a towel and headed back to my elbow room closing the sliding door quietly behind me. I reached for the latch whorl and remembered this was the way that didn't have a whorl on the door. I shrugged my shoulders and figured they were both out like a light and it wouldn't exact me any time to cum once I got started. I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself on my knees in the middle with my towel underneath me. I picked up the magazine and noticed it was the college edition which was surely to accept some"girl adjacent room access"character mannequin. As I thumbed through it, I found a model that looked very similar to Ashleigh and I laid it down against the pillow, put some oil on my handwriting and began stroking my already toilsome cock. I stared at the cartridge in the dim light of the lamp in the way as I stroked my cock imaging it was her doing it.



I caught a glimpse of movement and to my horror, saw Ashleigh looking through the now slightly open door watching me. I grabbed the towel and covered myself up and whispered harshly"what the pit are you doing"! I was shocked when she stepped into the room and closed the doorway behind her. She whispered for me not to intercept. I whispered back for her to get out and she just walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. She said she thought it was only sightly that she get to see mine since I had seen her. She said she had never seen a boy's cock except in pictures and had certainly never seen one jacking off before. She said she liked what she saw and wanted me to keep doing it for her. I just looked at her and couldn't believe what I was hearing. She wanted me to jack off in presence of her. I'd had my cock touched, stroked and sucked by Rebecca but I had never had anyone watch me jack off before. She reached out and tugged at the towel and asked for me to let her see. As she pulled, I let the towel slip from my hand and onto the bed. I was now completely naked in front of her and looking at her staring at my hard cock.



She asked me to stroke it some more and I reached down and took it in my hired hand squeezing it at the base. I ran my hand down the shaft to my mind and stopped before slowly stroking it again. I noticed her eyes widen and I looked down to see a large drop hanging from my head. She asked what it was, and I told her it was precum. She just stared at it as it dripped onto the towel. She reached out and wiped it off with her finger and looked closely at it. She rubbed it between her fingerbreadth and quarter round before putting her finger into her oral fissure and licking it off. She told me it tasted good and asked if there would be any Sir Thomas More. I told her there might be, but I was pretty sure I was going to cum before she got any more.



I began stroking it again and she watched closely at what I was doing then out of nowhere, asked if she could touch it. I stopped and moved my handwriting and looked at her looking at my cock as she reached out and took it in her hand. She said it was hot and felt soft and heavy at the same clock time. I put my hands behind me and leaned back as she laid across the bed and began stroking me. I couldn't believe I was letting her do this. She started slow, holding it very softly as she moved her hired man up and down my shaft. As she began to move her paw faster, she tightened her grip and I could finger my orgasm coming. After a couple minutes, my whole consistency jerked as my first spasm hit me and I shot a enceinte rope of cum which almost hit her in the face. She gasped and pulled her read/write head back but didn't stop and simply pointed my cock down at the towel as I shot several more large ropes into a big puddle in battlefront of her.



She looked at me and smiled and her handy work and asked if there was always that often. I told her yes as she looked back down at the puddle of cum on the towel. She asked what it tasted like and I told her I didn't know and that I wasn't in the wont of tasting my cum. That was just a bit of a white lie as I had tasted my cum on Rebecca's lips when she kissed me after giving me pass. She then dipped her fingerbreadth and thumb into it and pulled them back out with a tumid glob that strung down off them. She it was both viscid and slippery and then brought it to her rim, stuck her tongue out and let some dribble into her sassing. She looked at me for a 2nd and then said it was salty than the precum, but she liked the way it tasted. She dipped her finger in again and then licked it clean saying she definitely liked it. She then got up, gave me a devilishly grinning and quietly left the room leaving me there on the bed spent. I got up and got dressed, went to eat some breakfast and noticed she had gone

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We fished that morning and headed home about noon. I couldn't tell you if the fishing was good because all I could think about was what had happened earlier. They broke up a few solar day later and I wondered if it had been because of what we had done that morning. If it had been, he never said anything about it. A distich hebdomad later, my buddy talked me into taking him to the mall so we could go to the arcade. He was never one to go without a lady friend for very long and as we were parking, he told me we were meeting his new girlfriend and one of her Friend at the arcade. I had been set up and was kind of mad about it. When we got to the arcade, he went straight in to see if they were there and I heard a spokesperson call y name. I turned around to see Ashleigh and some of her friends walking towards me. We talked for just a minute and when I told her why I was there, she said she would let me go and looked at me with that Lapp devilish smiling I had seen before. As they walked away, I couldn't help but notice them all giggling about something and I wondered if she had told them about that morning. I heard my name again and turned to see my buddy walking up holding hands with his girlfriend and beside them, a marvellous blonde young lady that would change my life story .