It was 1983 and the summer between my sophomore and Junior year in high school. As it got started, it seemed like just another summer of hanging out and fishing. I hadn't heard from Rebecca in weeks and now that Kay had moved, it wasn't like I was going to ever see her again. I got a theatrical role clip job that kept me engaged and spent well-nigh of my weekends off at a sidekick's lake house fishing.



In late June, my sidekick and I left to go fishing and spend the weekend at his lake planetary house. We had spent most of Saturday morning on the H2O and headed back to the house for a late tiffin when his girl Ashleigh drove up. I had met Ashleigh a few hebdomad before. I couldn't figure out what she was doing with my buddy. He was a year unseasoned than me and she was going into her fourth-year year. She was very attractive with a tall slender trunk and longsighted dour hair. She was in the Ag-program at her school and was kind of a cowgirl. She always wore kicking, soaked dungaree that showed off her ass and western shirts with the top couple push button open that gave a jot of what was underneath.



I was now a third steering wheel and didn't really image we'd be doing very much fishing for the residual of the day. She wanted to take the sauceboat out and do some tubing and we decided it might be a skillful disruption from the warmth of the afternoon. She changed into her swimsuit and put on shorts 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 surprise. She had longsighted dark legs and round of drinks B cup boobs that were perfect for her slenderize frame.



Once on the water supply, she stripped off the boxershorts and shirt revealing her white crocheting Bikini that didn't leave a whole lot to the resource. I was glad for the sunglasses I had on because they allowed me to stare at her without looking like I was staring. The holes in the material were minuscule but just large enough to see some sputter underneath. She put on the life sentence jacket and jumped into the urine to take her turn on the vacuum tube. We took it easy on her at first by running the boat in a straight line and not trying to throw her off. She kept yelling for us to go faster so my buddy turned the boat sharply swinging her out where she caught a wave and took a terrible looking tumble across the water. As we pulled up to her, she told us her bottom of the inning 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 attend. We each took a hand and pulled her into the boat, naked from the waist down. She told us to look away but what teenage boy wasn't going to peek. Once in the gravy boat, she reached over to grab her shorts and I got a glimpse of her cockeyed round ass and the gap between her thighs revealing the lips of her puss. She turned around holding the short in figurehead 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 other in her shorts, a big wave hit the English of the boat causing her to fall in the floor. We both turned around to find her laying there on her cover with her legs open trying to get back to her animal foot. I reached out and helped her up taking in the range of her twat. It was only the second gear sentence I had seen one. She had more hair than Rebecca, but I could still earn out her slit with a little pink showing between her lips. She thanked me and looked a little stymy as I turned to allow her to put her boxershorts back on. She told us we could turn back around after her short pants were on and as we did, she took off the liveliness jacket. Her now wet white bikini top allowed her hard nipples to establish through and as she walked past me to get to the front man of the boat for the ride back, I could see the brown hide of her nipples through the crocheted stuff. The ride back to the sour grass was kind of rough and I watched as her low round pinhead bounced with each waving we hit. My dick began to ache, and I wished we were going dwelling house that night.



When we got back to the household, we ate some hot dogs and watched TV. After having to keep an eye on them get to 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 image 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 transactions before I had to get up, I decided I might just ask to charter tending of it. I got out of bed and dug through my duffel bag bag and pulled out the new playboy 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 bathroom. As I tip-toed past the support elbow room, I noticed the two of them asleep on the lounge. They must own fallen asleep during the moving-picture show and been there all night. I retrieved a towel and headed back to my room closing the sliding door quietly behind me. I reached for the latch lock and remembered this was the room that didn't have a lock on the door. I shrugged my shoulders and figured they were both out like a light and it wouldn't take me any time to cum once I got started. I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself on my knees in the center with my towel underneath me. I picked up the magazine and noticed it was the college edition which was sure to own some"girl next door"type manakin. 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 hard cock. I stared at the magazine in the dim lighter of the lamp in the room as I stroked my pecker 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 hell are you doing"! I was shocked when she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She whispered for me not to stop. I whispered back for her to leave and she just walked over to the bed and sat down on the boundary. She said she thought it was only fair that she get to see mine since I had seen her. She said she had never seen a boy's pecker 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 front 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 difficult cock.



She asked me to stroke it some more and I reached down and took it in my hand squeezing it at the base. I ran my hired man down the shaft to my head and stopped before slowly stroking it again. I noticed her eye widen and I looked down to see a large fall hanging from my read/write 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 finger's breadth and thumb before putting her fingerbreadth into her mouth and licking it off. She told me it tasted proficient and asked if there would be any Thomas More. I told her there might be, but I was pretty trusted 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 come to it. I stopped and moved my mitt 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 hard at the same time. I put my men 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 handwriting up and down my shaft. As she began to locomote her hand faster, she tightened her grip and I could feel my sexual climax coming. After a distich minutes, my hale organic structure jerked as my first cramp hit me and I shot a with child rope of cum which almost hit her in the face. She gasped and pulled her head back but didn't stop and simply pointed my cock down at the towel as I shot several Sir Thomas More large ropes into a big puddle in front 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 drug abuse of tasting my cum. That was just a bit of a white lie as I had tasted my cum on Rebecca's rim when she kissed me after giving me head. She then dipped her finger and pollex into it and pulled them back out with a large clump that strung down off them. She it was both viscid and slippery and then brought it to her lips, stuck her tongue out and let some dripping into her mouth. She looked at me for a second base and then said it was saltier 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 diabolic smile 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 sunrise and headed home about noon. I couldn't William Tell you if the fishing was unspoilt because all I could imagine about was what had happened earlier. They broke up a few 24-hour interval 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 couple weeks later, my buddy talked me into taking him to the promenade so we could go to the arcade. He was never one to go without a girlfriend for very long and as we were parking, he told me we were meeting his new girlfriend and one of her friends at the arcade. I had been set up and was kind of mad about it. When we got to the colonnade, 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 protagonist 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 same devilish smile 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 tall blond girl that would change my life .