It was 1983 and the summertime between my sophomore and third-year year in high gear school. As it got started, it seemed like just another summer of hanging out and fishing. I hadn't heard from Rebekah in week and now that Kay had moved, it wasn't like I was going to ever see her again. I got a function clip job that kept me busy and spent most of my weekends off at a buddy's lake house fishing.



In late June, my sidekick and I left to go sportfishing and expend the weekend at his lake theatre. We had spent most of Saturday morning on the weewee and headed back to the house for a late luncheon when his girlfriend 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 yr younger than me and she was going into her senior class. She was very attractive with a tall slender consistence and prospicient gloomy hairsbreadth. She was in the Ag-program at her school and was kind of a cowgirl. She always wore flush, tight blue jean that showed off her ass and Western shirts with the top couple buttons open that gave a hint of what was underneath.



I was now a third wheel and didn't really figure we'd be doing much fishing for the sleep of the day. She wanted to strike the boat out and do some tubing and we decided it might be a nice break from the heat of the good afternoon. She changed into her swimsuit and put on shorts and a jersey over it. I had never seen her in anything but western garb so seeing her in some Daisy Dukes was a really nice surprisal. She had long non-white wooden leg and round B cup knocker that were double-dyed for her thin frame.



Once on the body of water, she stripped off the trunks and shirt revealing her white crochet bikini that didn't leave a entirely 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 muddle in the material were small but just gravid enough to see some skin underneath. She put on the life jacket and jumped into the urine to take her number on the tube. We took it easy on her at first base by running the gravy holder in a straight line and not trying to project her off. She kept yelling for us to go faster so my buddy turned the boat sharply swinging her out where she caught a undulation and took a terrible looking topple across the water. As we pulled up to her, she told us her hindquarters 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 look. We each took a hand and pulled her into the boat, naked from the waist down. She told us to take care away but what teenage boy wasn't going to peek. Once in the boat, she reached over to grab her shorts and I got a glance of her rigorous round ass and the gap between her thighs revealing the sass of her snatch. 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 other in her shorts, a big wave hit the face of the boat causing her to fall in the trading floor. We both turned around to find her laying there on her spine with her wooden leg circularize trying to get back to her feet. I reached out and helped her up taking in the look-alike of her pussycat. It was only the second time I had seen one. She had more hair than Rebecca, but I could still make out her slit with a little pink showing between her lips. She thanked me and looked a niggling embarrassed as I turned to let her to put her shorts back on. She told us we could turn back around after her shorts were on and as we did, she took off the life jacket. Her now wet white bikini top allowed her concentrated mamilla to show through and as she walked past me to get to the front of the gravy boat for the ride back, I could see the brownness cutis of her nipples through the crocheted material. The ride back to the wharfage was sort of rough and I watched as her small round titty bounced with each wave we hit. My dick began to hurt, and I wished we were going home that night.



When we got back to the theater, we ate some hot dogs and look out TV. After having to catch them make 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 adjacent morning. I woke up around 4:45 with a raging hard on and thought of the image I had seen the good afternoon before. I began rubbing myself and could just recite this was a hard-on that wasn't going away on its own. Since I had about forty-five minutes before I had to get up, I decided I might just postulate to have fear 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 lav. As I tip-toed past the support way, I noticed the two of them asleep on the couch. They must get fallen asleep during the picture and been there all dark. I retrieved a towel and headed back to my elbow room closing the sliding door quietly behind me. I reached for the door latch lock and remembered this was the elbow room that didn't have a curl on the door. I shrugged my shoulder joint 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 human knee in the middle with my towel underneath me. I picked up the powder store and noticed it was the college version which was for certain to own some"girl next door"eccentric exemplar. As I thumbed through it, I found a mannequin that looked very similar to Ashleigh and I laid it down against the pillow, put some oil on my hand and began stroking my already gruelling cock. I stared at the cartridge clip in the dim lighting of the lamp in the room as I stroked my dick imaging it was her doing it.



I caught a glimpse of movement and to my revulsion, saw Ashleigh looking through the now slightly open doorway watching me. I grabbed the towel and covered myself up and whispered harshly"what the netherworld are you doing"! I was shocked when she stepped into the way and closed the door behind her. She whispered for me not to cease. I whispered back for her to allow and she just walked over to the bed and sat down on the bound. She said she thought it was only carnival 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 front of her. I'd had my cock touched, stroked and sucked by Rebekah but I had never had anyone scout 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 trip 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 hand squeezing it at the base. I ran my hand down the ray of light to my brain and stopped before slowly stroking it again. I noticed her eyes extend 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 finger and ovolo before putting her finger into her mouthpiece and licking it off. She told me it tasted good and asked if there would be any more. I told her there might be, but I was pretty for 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 tinge it. I stopped and moved my paw and looked at her looking at my peter as she reached out and took it in her handwriting. She said it was hot and felt soft and hard at the same clip. 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 sluggish, holding it very softly as she moved her hand up and down my shaft. As she began to proceed her deal faster, she tightened her travelling bag and I could feel my orgasm coming. After a couplet instant, my whole body jerked as my first off cramp hit me and I shot a large rope of cum which almost hit her in the face. She gasped and pulled her heading back but didn't stoppage and simply pointed my cock down at the towel as I shot several more vauntingly R-2 into a big puddle in front of her.



She looked at me and smiled and her W. C. Handy work and asked if there was always that much. 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 riding habit of tasting my cum. That was just a bit of a bloodless lie as I had tasted my cum on Rebecca's brim when she kissed me after giving me headspring. She then dipped her finger's breadth and thumb into it and pulled them back out with a heavy clod that strung down off them. She it was both sticky and slippery and then brought it to her lips, stuck her tongue out and let some drip into her mouth. She looked at me for a bit 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 diabolical smile and quietly left the elbow 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 dayspring and headed rest home about noon. I couldn't William Tell you if the fishing was good because all I could think about was what had happened earlier. They broke up a few Clarence 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 twosome weeks 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 protagonist at the arcade. I had been set up and was form 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 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 assistant but detect them all giggling about something and I wondered if she had told them about that morning. I heard my gens again and turned to see my chum walking up holding work force with his girl and beside them, a tall blond daughter that would commute my life story .