It was 1983 and the summer between my sophomore and junior yr in high shoal. As it got started, it seemed like just another summer of hanging out and fishing. I hadn't heard from Rebecca in hebdomad and now that Kay had moved, it wasn't like I was going to ever see her again. I got a part clock time job that kept me busy and spent most of my weekends off at a buddy's lake theater fishing.



In late June, my buddy and I left to go sportfishing and spend the weekend at his lake house. We had spent well-nigh of Saturday morning on the weewee and headed back to the star sign for a late dejeuner when his girlfriend Ashleigh drove up. I had met Ashleigh a few weeks before. I couldn't figure out what she was doing with my sidekick. He was a yr younger than me and she was going into her elderly twelvemonth. She was very attractive with a tall slender organic structure and long dour pilus. She was in the Ag-program at her schooling and was kind of a cowgirl. She always wore thrill, tight jean that showed off her ass and western shirts with the top dyad push open that gave a hint of what was underneath.



I was now a third roulette wheel and didn't really count on we'd be doing a great deal fishing for the rest of the day. She wanted to take the gravy holder out and do some tubing and we decided it might be a courteous break from the heating plant of the afternoon. She changed into her swimsuit and put on drawers 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 overnice surprise. She had long non-white peg and round B cup boob that were everlasting for her slender frame.



Once on the piss, she stripped off the shorts and shirt revealing her white crochet bikini that didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination. 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 stuff were diminished but just large enough to see some skin underneath. She put on the life jacket and jumped into the water to submit her good turn on the tube-shaped structure. We took it easy on her at first base by running the boat in a directly job and not trying to thrust her off. She kept yelling for us to go faster so my buddy turned the gravy 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 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 facilitate her in and not wait. We each took a hired man and pulled her into the boat, naked from the waistline down. She told us to bet away but what teenage boy wasn't going to glint. Once in the boat, she reached over to grab her shorts and I got a coup d'oeil of her close beat ass and the gap between her thigh revealing the backtalk of her pussy. She turned around holding the boxers 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 other in her shorts, a big waving hit the position of the gravy boat causing her to accrue in the level. We both turned around to find her laying there on her book binding with her legs fan out trying to get back to her feet. I reached out and helped her up taking in the look-alike of her pussy. It was only the s sentence I had seen one. She had more haircloth than Rebecca, but I could still arrive at out her slit with a lilliputian pinko showing between her mouth. She thanked me and looked a small embarrassed as I turned to allow her to put her shorts back on. She told us we could turn back around after her trunks were on and as we did, she took off the living jacket. Her now wet whitened bikini top allowed her hard nipple to show through and as she walked past me to get to the front of the sauceboat for the ride back, I could see the browned skin of her tit through the crocheted fabric. The drive back to the sour grass was kind of rough and I watched as her small bout boobs bounced with each Wave we hit. My tool began to pine, and I wished we were going home that night.



When we got back to the household, we ate some hot dogs and watched TV. After having to watch them give 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 trope 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 xlv hour before I had to get up, I decided I might just ask to take care of it. I got out of bed and dug through my duffle bag and pulled out the new playboy we bought on our way out to the lake and a bottleful of Coppertone tanning oil. I needed a towel, so I walked quietly out of my room to get one from the can. As I tip-toed past the living elbow room, I noticed the two of them asleep on the couch. They must accept 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 door latch curl and remembered this was the room 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 require me any clock time to cum once I got started. I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself on my knees in the eye with my towel underneath me. I picked up the magazine and noticed it was the college edition which was indisputable to feature some"girl future room access"case models. 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 hired man and began stroking my already hard prick. I stared at the cartridge in the dim light of the lamp in the elbow room as I stroked my dick imaging it was her doing it.



I caught a glimpse of campaign 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 perdition are you doing"! I was shocked when she stepped into the elbow room and closed the door behind her. She whispered for me not to stop. I whispered back for her to pass on and she just walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. She said she thought it was only funfair that she get to see mine since I had seen her. She said she had never seen a boy's cock except in ikon 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 end of her. I'd had my turncock 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 case from my hand and onto the bed. I was now completely naked in front of her and looking at her staring at my strong 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 hand down the beam to my top dog and stopped before slowly stroking it again. I noticed her eyes widen and I looked down to see a vauntingly driblet 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's breadth and looked closely at it. She rubbed it between her digit and ovolo before putting her finger into her rima oris and licking it off. She told me it tasted adept and asked if there would be any 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 adjoin it. I stopped and moved my script and looked at her looking at my pecker as she reached out and took it in her hand. She said it was hot and felt indulgent and heavily at the Lapplander time. I put my script 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 move her hand faster, she tightened her grip and I could experience my coming coming. After a couplet minutes, my whole body jerked as my first base spasm hit me and I shot a declamatory rope of cum which almost hit her in the face. She gasped and pulled her header back but didn't full point and simply pointed my dick down at the towel as I shot respective Sir Thomas More large rope into a big puddle in straw man of her.



She looked at me and smiled and her handy body of work and asked if there was always that practically. 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 habit of tasting my cum. That was just a bit of a white lie as I had tasted my cum on Rebecca's brim when she kissed me after giving me brain. She then dipped her finger and thumb into it and pulled them back out with a large glob that strung down off them. She it was both sticky and slippery and then brought it to her backtalk, stuck her tongue out and let some dribble into her mouth. She looked at me for a indorsement 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 mephistophelian 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 house about noon. I couldn't tell you if the fishing was proficient because all I could imagine about was what had happened earlier. They broke up a few sidereal 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 couplet 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 girlfriend for very long and as we were parking, he told me we were meeting his new girlfriend and one of her Quaker at the colonnade. 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 voice call y name. I turned around to see Ashleigh and some of her friends walking towards me. We talked for just a arcminute 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 break of the day. I heard my figure again and turned to see my buddy walking up holding bridge player with his girlfriend and beside them, a marvelous blond girl that would change my life .