It was 1983 and the summer between my sophomore and Junior year in high-pitched shoal. As it got started, it seemed like just another summer of hanging out and fishing. I hadn't heard from Rebecca in calendar 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 meddlesome and spent most of my weekends off at a buddy's lake house fishing.



In late June, my buddy and I left to go sportfishing and spend the weekend at his lake house. We had spent most of Saturday break of the day on the water system and headed back to the business firm for a late lunch when his girl Ashleigh drove up. I had met Ashleigh a few hebdomad before. I couldn't pattern out what she was doing with my buddy. He was a year younger than me and she was going into her senior class. She was very attractive with a tall slender body and yearn dark hair. She was in the Ag-program at her school and was kind of a cowgirl. She always wore boots, tight jeans 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 tierce wheel and didn't really figure we'd be doing much fishing for the rest of the day. She wanted to remove 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 boxershorts 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 tenacious colored legs and circle B cup boobs that were perfect for her slim down frame.



Once on the water, she stripped off the shorts and shirt revealing her Patrick Victor Martindale White crocheting bikini that didn't leave a unhurt lot to the imagination. 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 holes in the fabric were small but just large enough to see some sputter underneath. She put on the aliveness jacket and jumped into the water to take her play on the tube. We took it easy on her at start by running the boat in a straight person seam and not trying to hurl her off. She kept yelling for us to go faster so my buddy turned the gravy holder sharply swinging her out where she caught a moving ridge and took a terrible looking break down across the H2O. 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 front. We each took a hired man and pulled her into the boat, naked from the waist down. She told us to reckon 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 glimpse of her tight troll ass and the gap between her thighs revealing the sass of her pussy. She turned around holding the boxers in front of her and asked us not to seem 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 position of the gravy boat causing her to strike in the level. We both turned around to rule her laying there on her back with her legs unfold trying to get back to her substructure. I reached out and helped her up taking in the look-alike of her puss. It was only the second metre I had seen one. She had more hair than Rebecca, but I could still make out her snatch with a little pink showing between her lips. She thanked me and looked a little embarrassed as I turned to allow her to put her shorts back on. She told us we could turn back around after her boxers were on and as we did, she took off the biography cap. Her now wet white bikini top allowed her firmly nipples to bear witness through and as she walked past me to get to the front of the sauceboat for the ride back, I could see the brown skin of her nipples through the crocheted material. The ride back to the dock was kind of rough and I watched as her small round booby bounced with each wave we hit. My dick began to ache, and I wished we were going home that night.



When we got back to the house, we ate some hot dogs and watch over TV. After having to look on them make out throughout the picture show, 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 cerebration of the image I had seen the afternoon before. I began rubbing myself and could just tell this was a erection 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 need 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 nursing 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 living room, I noticed the two of them asleep on the couch. They must take fallen asleep during the movie and been there all Nox. I retrieved a towel and headed back to my room closing the sliding door quietly behind me. I reached for the latch curl and remembered this was the room that didn't have a lock on the threshold. I shrugged my berm 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 middle with my towel underneath me. I picked up the magazine and noticed it was the college edition which was surely to have some"girl next door"case models. As I thumbed through it, I found a manakin that looked very similar to Ashleigh and I laid it down against the pillow, put some oil on my helping hand and began stroking my already hard rooster. I stared at the powder magazine in the dim light of the lamp in the room as I stroked my cock imaging it was her doing it.



I caught a glimpse of apparent motion 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 nether region are you doing"! I was shocked when she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She whispered for me not to hold back. I whispered back for her to give and she just walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. 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 cock except in word picture and had certainly never seen one jacking off before. She said she liked what she saw and wanted me to observe 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 tool 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 slipperiness from my script 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 hired hand squeezing it at the cornerstone. I ran my hand down the scape to my head and stopped before slowly stroking it again. I noticed her eyes widen and I looked down to see a vauntingly drop hanging from my caput. 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 thumb before putting her finger into her mouth and licking it off. She told me it tasted good 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 touch it. I stopped and moved my hand 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 diffused and voiceless at the same 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 hand up and down my shaft. As she began to propel her script faster, she tightened her grip and I could find my orgasm coming. After a pair minutes, my whole trunk jerked as my inaugural muscle spasm hit me and I shot a large rope of cum which almost hit her in the look. She gasped and pulled her head back but didn't full stop and simply pointed my turncock down at the towel as I shot several to a greater extent large rophy 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 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 habit of tasting my cum. That was just a bit of a white lie as I had tasted my cum on Rebekah's lips when she kissed me after giving me head. She then dipped her finger's breadth and thumb into it and pulled them back out with a declamatory glob that strung down off them. She it was both sticky and slippery and then brought it to her sass, stuck her tongue out and let some drip into her oral fissure. She looked at me for a indorse 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 devilish smile and quietly left the way 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 rest home about noon. I couldn't William Tell you if the sportfishing was good because all I could think about was what had happened earlier. They broke up a few twenty-four hour period 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 twain calendar week later, my sidekick 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 acquaintance 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 cry 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 grin I had seen before. As they walked away, I couldn't aid but remark 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 manus with his girlfriend and beside them, a tall blond girl that would change my life .