Chapter 01.1
Tossing and turning uncomfortably, Barbra lay on her bed, unable to fall asleep. In a thoroughly unsuccessful attempt at relief from the sweltering heat, the bed-covers were thrown back, exposing her naked, sweat-covered body. As tiny rivulets of perspiration trickled down her skin and dripped onto the sheet beneath her, the wet, clammy feel of her bed only added to her discomfort.
Glancing at the wide-open window beside her bed, Barbra tried to will a cool breeze to waft through her room to ease the oppressive heat which lay upon her nude body like a leaden blanket. The stiflingly heavy air, however, remained silent and motionless, both inside her oven-like room and outside her open window.
As she gazed through her window, praying for a breath of cooling air, Barbra noticed a strange, orange glow, low in the sky, silhouetting the tops of distant hills. Intrigued, Barbra sat up to gaze out her open window, her chin propped up on her palms as her elbows rested on the windowsill. She wondered if she was witnessing a forest fire advancing up the backside of the distant hills.
After a few more moments, Barbra saw a sharply defined, crescent-shaped edge appear within the orange glow above the hill-top. As it slowly grew larger and brighter, Barbra finally realized that she was watching the moon rising behind the summit of the hill. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the moon crept higher, until, at last, its full yellow-orange disc was clear of the peak. Awed by the beauty, and grateful for the distraction, Barbra quietly watched for a long time as the moon gradually rose higher, its ruddy face gradually fading to a bright, silvery white.
Barbra finally tore her eyes from that lovely silver orb and glanced around at the yard outside her window, amazed by the transformation the rising moon had wrought there. What had been shrouded in total, inky blackness when she had first sat up to look out, was now bathed in pale, pearly-white light and she could see everything, almost as if it were daylight.
Having taken her eyes from the silvery face of the moon, the hypnotic trance it had induced was broken and the stifling heat in her room again closed in on her. She glanced up at the moon again and imagined she saw a face there, beckoning to her invitingly.
"Okay," she whispered, "here I come!"
Barbra got up and pulled on a pair of very short, cut-off blue-jeans, faded and worn, with a fringe of white around the leg openings. She fastened a brief little halter-top over her breasts and slipped on her flip-flops. She got up onto the bed and carefully climbed out of the window, dropping to the ground a few feet below the window sill. She stood there for a few moments, undecided, then walked to the garage and got out her bicycle, trying not to make any noise, so as not to arouse her family.
Barbra walked her bike down the long driveway to the road, then climbed on and pedaled off, her long, blond hair fluttering in the breeze behind her. She sighed with relief as the cooling air flowed over her hot, moist skin, happy that she had decided to leave the oppressive heat of her bedroom.
Riding along the quiet, rural road, Barbra watching the low-hanging moon blink on and off behind the trees along the side as she passed. That bright, silvery orb seemed to be following along beside her, like a silent companion, as she pedaled down the empty highway.
On the side of the road, Barbra noticed a sign indicating the turn-off to her town's lake. She decided to ride out that way. She turned off the highway and proceeded along a gravel road for about half a mile, where, through the trees, she spotted the glint of moonlight on the smooth surface of the lake. She pulled off the road and walked her bicycle through the trees for a short distance. Reaching the tree-line, she leaned her bike against a fence post and locked it there, then continued across the beach.
Kicking off her flip-flops, Barbra walked through the soft sand to the shoreline, where she wriggled her toes in the water, watching the ripples she caused to propagate outward across the glassy-smooth surface.
Ooooooh...that sure feels good! Barbra thought as she gazed across the tree-lined lake, the bright light of her silent, silvery companion glinting on its smooth surface and the ripples she had created. Feeling hot and sticky with dried sweat, she looked back down at her toes and thought, It sure would feel great to feel like that all over!
Barbra smiled as she was struck by a delightfully tempting thought. She glanced up and down the deserted beach, then reached behind her back, unfastened her halter-top, and dropped it in the sand. She unbuttoned her cut-offs and slipped them over her shapely hips and down her thighs. Stepping out of her shorts, she tossed them aside as well. Raising her arms, she twirled around, her long, blond hair swirling and fluttering behind her as she reveled at the freedom she felt as she danced in the moonlight on the beach, feeling deliciously naughty at being completely naked in a public place. A shiver of excitement raced up her spine, leaving her heart beating a bit faster beneath her slightly heaving breasts.
Barbra gingerly took a few steps out into the lake. The water was clean and clear enough that she could easily see the sandy bottom in the moonlight. She waded out until the water reached her waist, then she dove in. As she cut through the surface, she was delighted by the sensation of the cool water flowing across her hot skin. As she swam under-water for a few moments before coming back up for air, she thrilled to the even more delightful sensation of the cool water flowing over and around her unfettered breasts, through her curly love nest, and along the lips of her pussy. After a breath, she dove in again and skimmed along the bottom, dragging her taut, erect nipples through the sand and scraping her pubes along the sandy bottom, sending delightful thrills shooting through her body.
Barbra paddled around in the shallow water for a little while, feeling delightfully refreshed after her long, uncomfortable, and fruitless attempt to sleep in her stifling bedroom. Pausing after a time, she stood in the waist-deep water and gazed all around the lovely, moonlit lake. Her eyes alighted upon the two-level diving platform, moored a hundred yards offshore, and she decided to swim out to it.
Arriving at the platform a few minutes later, Barbra swam to the ladder and started to climb up.
"Uhhh...you'd better hold on there a second..." she heard from above.
Barbra let out a yelp of surprise and dropped back into the water, quickly paddling back away from the raft a few yards. Looking up at the platform, she cried out, an accusing edge to her voice, "Who's there?"
The head and shoulders of a young man appeared, extending over the edge of the raft, peering down at her.
"Uhhhh...I hope I didn't startle you too badly," he began, hesitantly. "But I thought I'd better warn you I was here before you climbed up. I...uhhhh...I saw you take your clothes off up there on the beach. I hope I didn't frighten you...I just didn't know what else to do..." the young man stammered.
Slowly treading water, Barbra gave a nervous laugh and said, "No...I'm all right...I guess. Just a little embarrassed at getting caught out here in the middle of a public lake with no clothes on..." She gazed silently up at the young man's face for a few moments, and decided that she liked what she able to make out in the pale, silvery moonlight. "Well...it was certainly considerate of you to warn me," Barbra said. "Most guys probably would have let me climb on up there so they could get a look at me!"
"From what little I could see in the dim light from way out here," he said, "you would be well worth a closer look...and don't think I didn't have a hard time convincing myself to do the right thing...but I decided that I just couldn't take advantage of you like that..." he paused for a moment, "especially since I have the same problem..."
Barbra looked up at him, puzzled, then it dawned on her. "Oh!" she gasped, "You mean that you're...uhhhhh..."
He smiled guiltily. "Uhhhh, yeah, I am...l left my clothes up on the beach, too!"
Barbra laughed merrily at their mutual predicament. While treading, she had gradually drifted closer to the raft and she was able to get a better look at the young man's smiling face. She still liked what she saw. "Well, l guess we're even then...I'm naked, and so are you. And since all our clothes are way over there on the beach, I guess there's nothing much either one of us can do about it very easily at the moment...and I'm getting kind of tired just treading water out here. Do you mind if I come on up there anyway?"
The young man's mouth dropped open in surprise, then he smiled broadly. "Hell no, I don't mind that at all!" he replied.
Barbra paddled over to the raft and climbed up the ladder. The young man stood back a little way, watching the beautiful young girl emerge from the water like a mythological nymph of the lake. With sure and unselfconscious grace, she climbed up onto the platform and stood there, water streaming from her exquisite young body, illuminated by the soft, silvery light of the full moon. Seemingly comfortable and unembarrassed by his presence, she didn't bother to even look up at him as she scraped the dripping water from her body with her hands, then tossed her head back and wrung out her long, blond hair.
"My god...you're really beautiful..." the young man murmured softly as he stared at her slender young body.
Barbra stopped and slowly brought her head back down to look straight at him. A broad, delighted smile spread across her pretty face. "Well, thank you..." she drawled. Then she giggled. "And I can see that you're probably quite sincere!"
The young man knitted his brows in puzzlement at her cryptic comment, then, following her gaze, he looked downward. He gasped as he saw that his penis was standing stiffly erect, angled slightly upward, pointing straight at the young girl. "Oh, fu--!" he gasped, stifling his exclamation as he realized what he was about to say. He threw his hands in front of his crotch, trying to hide his hard-on from the girl's eyes. "Damn, I'm sorry, I...I...uhhhh..."
Barbra chuckled at the young man's flustered embarrassment. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," she said, smiling, as she tilted her head to the side and continued wringing out her hair, while keeping her eyes on him this time. "I'm flattered that I could have such an immediate effect upon you!"
"Jesus...the way you look right now, you could give Michelangelo's 'David' a hard-on!" he said.
Barbra laughed again, then, for a few moments, they just stood there, half-way across the platform from one another, silently looking each other over. He shifted about nervously, still holding his hands in front of his crotch, while she appeared comfortably relaxed, wearing her nudity with complete confidence before this stranger, idly combing her fingers through her hair, straightening out the tangles.
"My name is Barbra," she said, breaking the silence. "What's yours?"
"I'm...uhhhh...Mark..." he murmured.
"You don't sound too sure of that," Barbra said.
"Oh! Well, yeah...it's Mark, all right," he said. "I'm just having a bit of a hard time concentrating right now..."
Barbra giggled. She turned and stepped over to the side of the platform. As she sat down on the edge, letting her feet dangle in the water, she turned to look back at him. "Do you live around here?" she asked. "I haven't seen you around town before." She patted the deck beside her and said, "Com'on and sit down, Mark."
Mark hesitantly walked toward her, his hands still in front of his crotch.
"No, I...uhhh...don't live around here," he said.
He awkwardly sat down next to the girl, the process made difficult as he continued trying to shield his hard-on from the girl's eyes.
"I...uhhh...just got out of the Navy a few months ago, and I've just been hitch-hiking around the country, having a little fun before I settle down and try to get a job," he explained. "My last ride let me off out there on the highway a few miles down the road. As I was walking into town I saw the sign for this lake, so I came on out this way to see if I could find a place to bed down for the night. The lake looked so inviting, and it had been a while since my last shower. I couldn't resist the opportunity to do a little skinny-dipping!"
"Yeah...me, too" Barbra said. "It was so hot and sticky in my bedroom tonight that I just couldn't sleep. I decided to take a little bike ride to get some air and I ended up out here. I couldn't resist taking a swim! The water felt so wonderful after my stuffy little room!"
She leaned back on her elbows with a contented sigh. "Ahhhhh, yes...and it feels so wonderfully comfortable sitting out here like this, too!" she breathed, throwing her head back and shaking it so that her long, damp hair swished back and forth across the deck behind her.
Through slitted eyes, she watched Mark as he sat beside her, huddled over, his hands in his lap. She saw him surreptitiously checking her out through the corners of his eyes as she sat there, lying back, propped up on her elbows. She arched her back a bit, thrusting up her pert little titties. Her nipples were hard and erect, tingling with excitement despite her relaxed demeanor. She let her thighs fall apart slightly to allow Mark to get a little peek at the dark cleft that extended downward from the neat little blond bush at the apex of her slender thighs. She smiled with gratification when she saw the young man's eyes open a bit wider, his head tilting, as he tried to get a better look at her without appearing too obvious about it.
"So...you were in the Navy..." Barbra said. "Did you get to 'see the world'?"
"Oh, yeah, a good part of it anyway," Mark replied. "Mostly the Far East...Hong Kong, Japan, Singapore, the Philippines...places like that."
"Sound's exciting! I've hardly even been out of the state!" Barbra said. She gazed at him with what she hoped was a sultry air. "Did you have 'a girl in every port'?" she asked, her lips curving upward in a little smile.
Mark laughed. "Sure...everybody did. Hookers are always available wherever a ship pulls in."
"Were they pretty?"
"Oh, yeah! At least, some were...but none of them were as pretty as you!"
Barbra giggled, her upthrust little titties jiggling.
They were quiet for a few moments as he thought about it. Then he said, "I had a lot of good times over there...and some not so good. I try to remember only the good ones."
"Don't you miss all your foreign 'girlfriends'?" she teased.
"Yeah...at least I did...until tonight!" he said "I'd been wondering if I did the right thing by getting out. But sitting here with you like this, sure makes me glad I did!"
"Oh, that's so sweet of you..." Barbra said, pushing herself upright again. She leaned close and gently kissed him on the cheek. As she did so, her taut, hard nipple brushed back and forth against his upper arm. She slowly ran the tip of her tongue up his cheek to his ear, where she gently tickled his earlobe, then she whispered, "I'm glad you did, too...so that you could be here with me tonight!" Her pert, firm little breast pressed against his biceps as she stretched to reach his ear.
Barbra laid her head against Mark's shoulder, keeping the hard little nub of her erect nipple pressed against his arm. She could feel him trembling slightly, his body stiff and tense. After a few moments of silence, Barbra put her hand on his forearm and slid it down to his wrist, where his hands were still covering his crotch.
"Why don't you relax, Mark?" she said softly, gently squeezing his wrist. "You don't have to hide this from me," she said, wiggling his arm, "I'm not hiding anything from you...am I? You know...being out here like this is pretty exciting for me, too...it just doesn't show, like it does for you. Com'on..." she said, tugging on his wrist with a little more insistence, "seeing how excited you are, makes me excited, too!"
She pulled back on his arm, moving his hand away from his crotch and revealing his penis, still standing stiffly erect in his lap. She heard him gasp softly and his body trembled. He tried to cover up his hard-on with his remaining hand but quickly realized how inadequate it was, and how silly he looked in the attempt. Giving in, he let his other hand drop, leaving the young girl an unobstructed view of his erect organ.
"Ahhhhhh, yes..." Barbra breathed heavily, a thrill of excitement shooting through her as she stared at the young man's erection. "Now just relax!" she commanded, placing her hand on Mark's chest and pushing him down so that he was leaning back on his elbows. Partially reclining now, his stiff prick stuck up from his lap much more prominently than it had a moment ago while he was sitting up, hunched over his lap, trying to hide it. "There! That's much better! Aren't you more comfortable, now?" she asked.
"Uhhhh...yeah, I...I guess so..." Mark replied, his voice cracking nervously.
Barbra rolled onto her side, facing Mark, alongside him, propping herself up on one elbow, while laying her other hand on his chest. They were silent for a while, taking in the beauty of the placid, moonlit lake. Barbra's hand slid slowly around on Mark's chest, her fingers playing with the soft, curly hair there, and pausing occasionally to caress the hard little nubs of his tiny, erect nipples.
Mark slowly rolled his head around on his shoulders, while gazing out across the lovely, tree-lined lake. "God, it's really beautiful..." he murmured softly.
"Yes...it certainly is..." Barbra murmured dreamily.
Mark turned to look at the girl, noting the husky edge to her voice. He realized that they hadn't been referring to the same thing when he saw that her eyes were staring fixedly at his upthrust penis.
"Uhhhhh...I meant the lake, the trees...the moonlight..." Mark said.
Barbra started, tearing her eyes away from Mark's hard-on and glancing around. "Oh, yeah...that, too!" she said, then she giggled. She looked slowly all around at the quiet, moonlit lake for real, now. Then she laid her head against the side of Mark's chest and sighed contentedly. "Ohhhhh, yes...it really is beautiful out here like this..." she murmured. "It's so romantic...the smooth, quiet lake, the trees, the moon...just me and you, outdoors...in the middle of the lake...naked!"
Barbra's slowly circling hand gradually moved lower, from his chest down across Mark's stomach, until her fingertips were brushing through the fringes of his pubic hair. For a time, her palm circled slowly around and around his navel, lightly caressing his flat, hard abdomen, her fingertips just brushing through the edges of his pubes. Then she slid her hand lower and touched the tips of her fingers to the base of Mark's upthrust penis. She heard a slight gasp from him at her touch, and felt a tremor run through his body.
Barbra slowly and carefully encircled the base of Mark's upthrust shaft with her fingers, while leaving her hand lying there, covering his pubes. His straining hard-on stood stiffly upright within the ring formed by her thumb and forefinger while her remaining three fingers extended downward between his thighs to lightly touch and caress his balls. Mark groaned softly and his buttocks contracted, thrusting his prick upward a bit.
Barbra just held her palm over his groin like that for a time, then she slowly raised her hand, sliding her lightly encircling fingers up his rigid shaft all the way to the flared edge of his engorged glans. Mark gasped and a shiver raced through his body. Then she slowly slid the ring formed by her fingers back down to the base of his upthrust organ. Again, she just left her hand lying atop his pubes, her thumb and forefinger encircling the base of his erection while she gently caressed the front of his wrinkled scrotum with her remaining fingertips.
After what seemed to Mark an eternity, Barbra very slowly slid her encircling fingers up his long, hard, throbbing shaft again. He groaned and clenched his buttocks, thrusting his straining prick upward. Reaching the flared edge of his engorged glans, Barbra moved the encircling ring of her fingers up and down just a fraction of an inch several times just below that swollen knob, then very slowly slid it all the way back down to its base again. After a few moments pause to caress his balls with her fingertips, she again slid her encircling fingers up his shaft, pausing at the top for a few short strokes just below his glans, before sliding it back down again.
She continued to slowly stroke her encircling fingers up and down Mark's rigid hard-on, each time giving it a few short strokes just below his glans. Then, one time, at the top of her stroke, she paused and gently wrapped the rest of her fingers around his cock.
"Ohhhhh, shit..." Mark groaned, his body trembling as he felt the young girl's entire hand encircle his aching cock. She just held it gently, not squeezing it, for a few moments, then slid her fingers slowly back down again.
They sat there quietly for several minutes, gazing out across the moonlit lake, Barbra's hand resting atop the young man's pubes, her fingers encircling the base of his upthrust penis. From time to time she slowly slid the ring of her lightly encircling fingers up his rigid, seven-inch shaft to the flared edge of his swollen glans, then back down again.
"Ohhhhh...ohhhhh...ohhhhh..." Mark moaned, clenching and relaxing his ass, thrusting his straining hard-on up and down through the girl's encircling fingers each time she slid her hand upward on his straining erection.
"Ooooooooh, does that feel good, Mark?" Barbra whispered in his ear.
"Ohhhh, shit, yeah..." he gasped through gritted teeth.
"Ummmm...your cock looks so beautiful..." she sighed softly, her hand once again resting gently on his pubes, his throbbing hard-on standing stiffly upright from her encircling fingers. After a moment she slid her fingers upward and encircled it with her entire hand "And it feels so strong and hot!" she breathed, gently holding his shaft in her fist.
Mark groaned, and a shudder ran through his tense body. He felt the cum beginning to boil in his aching balls.
"Ohhhh, shit..." he gasped, "It's been too long...I can't take much more of this..." He stared at his quivering hard-on as the girl's tiny fist slowly stroked up and down his rigid shaft. Its already engorged, purple head swelled even larger, turning darker, looking like it was about to explode.
"Ohhh, I know..." Barbra purred, her head rising and falling as it lay against his heaving chest while she stared at Mark's straining penis. "Just look at that big, beautiful cock!" she breathed. Seeing how close Mark was already, she released his prick from her lightly encircling fist and now just ran the tips of her fingers up and down its sides, caressing his straining shaft with the just the barest touch.
"How long has it been, Mark?" she asked.
"How long what?" he gritted.
"How long since you had a woman take care of you..." she purred.
"Oh, shit...months!" he groaned. "Since before I came back from overseas."
"Oooooooh, no wonder your cock is so sensitive!" she murmured. "But, don't worry, we'll just take it real slow and easy...and it'll pass."
Gasping and moaning, his body jerking and trembling, Mark teetered on the brink of orgasm as Barbra ever so gently caressed his throbbing prick with just the tips of her fingers. For what seemed a blissful eternity, he stood at the precipice, Barbra's tantalizing caresses keeping him there, without quite pushing him over.
Then, Mark heaved a long, loud gasp and his tensely trembling body relaxed. His engorged, purple cock-head shrank a bit, and faded to a reddish pink.
"Ahhhhhhh...there it is..." Barbra murmured. She pushed herself up and sat, cross-legged, beside him at his hip. She leaned forward a bit and lightly grasped his prick in her hand once again and began stroking it up and down, slightly faster now, and with just a little bit more friction. His prick soon regained its steely hardness and its head swelled up and darkened again. She turned her head to look up at him, smiling. "There! How's that feel now?" she asked.
"Shit! It feels great!" Mark groaned, clenching his buttocks and thrusting his straining penis upward to meet the young girl's delightfully stroking fist. Relieved from the urgent need to ejaculate, he laid there, staring at his erect cock with this young girl's dainty little fist wrapped around its thick shaft, enjoying her delightful caresses without having to fight to hold it back. He watched her face for a few moments as she stroked his hard-on with obvious relish as he thrust it up and down through her encircling fist. He was quite surprised at this young girl's apparent grasp of the more intimate details of the workings of the male sexual apparatus.
"How old are you?" he asked.
She turned her head to look at him, a naughty smile on her beautiful face. She laughed. "I turned eighteen a few months back," she replied.
His body jerked and his mouth dropped open in surprise. "Holy, shit!" he gasped, shocked that she was only eighteen while seeming to be so well versed at that still tender age.
She giggled at his reaction and gave him a knowing smile. She still had a thing or two to show him.
Mark sat there, leaning back on his elbows, his butt clenched, and his throbbing hard-on thrust stiffly upward as he watched the young girl, now sitting cross-legged beside him at his hip. She was staring down at his prick with intense fascination as she lightly ran her fingertips up and down the sides of his quivering shaft. From time to time, she slipped her little hand down between his thighs and cupped his scrotum, tenderly fondling his balls for a few moments, before once again wrapping her fingers around his thick, hard shaft and gently stroking it up and down.
A shiver ran through Mark's body and he let out a ragged groan.
The girl glanced up at him and saw the look of blissful delight on his face. Smiling, she asked, "Do you like it, Mark?"
"My god, yes..." he gasped. "No one's ever really touched me like that before!"
"No?" she asked, "How did they do it?"
"Mostly, they just grab it and pull it and massage it like they're trying to squeeze a sausage from its casing," Mark told her.
Barbra sniffed derisively. "They're just trying to get it over with," she said. "They want to get to the destination as quickly as possible. I like to take my time and enjoy the journey, as well."
Barbra looked back down at his prick. She stopped her gentle stroking and tightened her grip on his hard shaft, giving it a little squeeze. Mark's engorged cock-head swelled up even more and the tiny slit at its tip opened up to disgorge a large droplet of clear pre-come. The droplet hung there, suspended on the tip of his organ, glistening in the moonlight.
"Ahhhhh..." she murmured. Barbra leaned forward and flicked the clear droplet off the tip of his cock with her tongue.
Mark sucked in his breath and stared at her, wide-eyed, as she turned to look at him, smacking her lips and smiling. She pursed her lips and touched them to the tip of his prick. Gently squeezing his hard cock, she sucked on just the very tip of his glans, as if she were sucking on a soda straw.
"Ummmmmm..." she hummed as she gently milked more pre-come from his erect penis and sucked it into her mouth through the tiny opening between her pursed lips.
When she'd squeezed and sucked all the pre-come out of his organ that she could, Barbra stuck out her tongue and swirled it around and around his engorged glans, caressing its velvety-smooth surface.
Delighted, Mark watched the beautiful young girl caress the swollen head of his cock with her tongue. After a few moments, she slipped her soft lips over his engorged glans and gently sucked on the rubbery knob as she flicked her tongue back and forth through the tiny slit at its tip.
"Ohhhh, wow..." Mark groaned, contracting his buttocks and thrusting his straining penis upward, driving an inch or two of his thick, hard shaft up into the young girl's mouth. Barbra happily accepted the extra portion of his cock, gently sucking on it as she continued to caress its satiny-smooth head with her tongue. After a few moments, Barbra began to slowly bob her head up and down, at first just sliding that inch or two of his cock in and out of her mouth.
As she slowly bobbed her head up and down, Barbra raised her eyes to see the open-mouthed look of surprise on the young man's face.
"What is it, Mark?" Barbra asked. "Hasn't anyone ever sucked on your dick before?"
"Uhhhh...sure, but I never thought you would do that!" he replied.
"You like it, don't you?" she asked.
'Oh, yeah, I love it!" he exclaimed.
"Ummmmmm...me, too," Barbra said, smiling as she swirled her tongue around the big, rubbery head of his cock.
She slipped her lips over that swollen knob again and began bobbing her head, gradually increasing her stroke until, finally, her encircling lips were sliding up and down the full, seven-inch length of Mark's rigid penis.
Mark stared at the girl in shocked amazement as her lips touched his groin around the base of his thick shaft and she held his entire organ deep within her mouth. No woman had ever taken more than a few inches of his erect penis into her mouth before, not even the more experienced pros he had been with, so the sight of this lovely young girl completely swallowing his hard-on was truly incredible.
For a short time, Barbra held Mark's hot, throbbing organ motionless in her mouth, its swollen head lodged deep in her throat. Then she slowly raised her head, withdrawing that stiff, hard shaft, until her lips caught on the flared edge of his engorged glans. She gently sucked on that big, rubbery knob for a moment, then she let it slip out of her mouth. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze. A clear droplet of pre-cum oozed from the tiny slit at its tip.
Barbra smiled and looked at Mark's face. She extended her tongue and touched its tip to that little droplet, then pulled back a bit, a streamer of his slightly viscous fluid trailing from the tip of her tongue to the tip of his organ. She moved closer again and flicked off the remaining pre-cum. Still gazing into his eyes, Barbra gently lashed her tongue back and forth across the smooth surface of his swollen glans and flicked it up and down through the tiny orifice at its tip.
"Ummmm..." she murmured, "your cock juice is so yummy!" She watched his face as she slowly ran her fingertips up and down the sides of his straining shaft. "So, do you like me doing that, Mark?" she asked.
"Ohhhhh...shit, Barbie..." Mark groaned, his ass writhing against the platform, thrusting his aching cock upward as the girl gently caressed his twitching, quivering shaft. "Ohh! Uhhh...is it all right if I call you Barbie?"
Smiling demurely, the girl replied, "I allow anyone who's had his dick half-way down my throat to call me Barbie."
Mark chuckled. "Shit, Barbie, nobody's ever taken my entire cock into their mouth before! That was incredible!"
"No?" Barbra said. She touched her lips to the tip of his upthrust penis again and pushing downward until his entire organ was once again inside her mouth. She worked her encircling lips around the base of his rigid shaft for a moment, then slowly withdrew it.
"Ummmm..." she murmured smacking her lips as his rubbery glans slipped out. "Not even those professional girls you met overseas?" Barbra asked, smiling mischievously.
"Nooooooo..." he groaned as Barbra slipped her lips over his engorged cock-head again and slowly slid it up her tongue and down her throat, until her lips were pressed against his groin. "Ohhhh, shit...none of them ever took much more than half of it into their mouth!"
She withdrew his cock again and looked at him. "Well...maybe they don't enjoy their work as much as I enjoy my play!" she said, smiling.
Barbra turned her body, unfolding her legs and stretching out next to Mark. Lying on her side, now, facing him, but with her feet in the opposite direction, she laid her head on his thigh and gazed up at his face, smiling. Between them stood the towering pillar of his erect penis. The tiny slit at the tip of its bloated, purple head was stretched open by its engorgement and a glistening rivulet of pre-cum flowed freely from it and trickled down the underside of his quivering shaft.
Barbra slid her head forward a bit on his thigh and touched her extended tongue to the base of his upthrust organ. Slowly running her tongue up the bulging ridge of his urethra, she gathered up the dribbling pre-cum as she watched his face. She smiled at the dazed look of bliss she saw there as she continued to slowly run her lips and tongue up and down along the underside of his shaft, licking and nibbling with her lips at the soft, smooth, taut-stretched skin of his straining organ.
Mark's eyes rolled back and he emitted little moans and whimpers. Barbra slid her tongue all the way down his rigid shaft and then continued further to begin probing at his scrotum. As her tongue caressed his aching balls, Mark groaned and his body tensed. His buttocks clenched and his thighs spread wider apart, thrusting his straining hard-on upward.
"Ohhhhhhh...shit!!!" he groaned, slowly rolling his head about on his shoulders, gazing up at the silvery, pock-marked orb floating above the far off hill-tops and all around the quiet, moon-lit lake while he savored the delightful sensations this young girl was imparting to his aroused genitalia.
After a few moments, his eyes returned to the beauty closer at hand. He gazed into Barbra's twinkling eyes, there behind the thick, hard shaft of his own upthrust penis. He saw flashes of her pink lips and tongue appearing from behind it as she lovingly licked and kissed his throbbing organ. His eyes slowly scanned down along the girl's luscious, naked body, stretched out beside him.
He gazed at her firm, round little breasts, standing up pertly on her chest, their pink nipples at full attention. His eyes traveled down along the slope of her narrowing waist and taut, flat belly with the dark little bull's-eye of her navel, then back up the slope of her flaring hip. Right below the protruding peak of her pelvic bone, he saw her lovely little nest of soft, golden fleece. His eyes lingered there at the juncture of her smooth, slender thighs, gazing at that neat little bush, wanting desperately to get a peek at what lay below it, but unable to do so in the pale moonlight.
Mark raised his hand and gently laid it atop the curve of her hip, then slowly slid it down the slope to her slim waist, and back up the slope below her underarm. Sliding it downward, he gently cupped his hand over one of those firm little tittles, feeling the hard point of her taut, erect nipple pressing into his palm.
His eyes returned to Barbra's and she smiled at him from behind the vertical column of his upthrust penis. She stuck out her tongue, flattened it, and then touched it to the base of his prick, just above his balls. She very slowly drew her flattened tongue up the underside of his penis, along the ridge of his urethra, to the very tip of his organ where she swirled her tongue around his engorged glans. She took his cock-head between her lips and gently sucked on the smooth, rubbery knob.
Mark groaned, his fingers involuntarily squeezing Barbra's little breast as he felt the cum in his balls beginning to boil again.
Barbra, sensing his rising passions, backed off and returned to her slow, gentle caresses, running her tongue up and down along the underside of his upthrust shaft.
"Ohhhh, shit!" Mark groaned. "I just had a horrible thought!"
Barbra paused and looked at him with concern. "What is it, Mark?" she asked.
He slowly rolled his head all around, scanning the sky and lake, then upward along her lovely, naked body and back to her beautiful face behind the upthrust column of his erection. "What if all of this is just an incredible dream, cooked up by my sex-starved brain just to get me to come? I'm about to shoot off here in just a second...and you and all this..." he said, waving his hand in a circle, "will just disappear. And I'll wake up with nothing but a big, sticky mess all over myself!"
Barbra laughed and began licking Mark's prick again.
"What other explanation could there be for all THIS?" Mark continued. "Just look...here I am, naked, on a raft in the middle of a lake with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, who is also naked...and sucking on my dick! Tell me that that isn't the most unbelievable wet dream you've ever heard of!"
Barbra giggled and took his swollen cock-head between her lips. She slowly pushed downward, sliding his engorged glans back along her tongue and down her throat until her lips touched his groin. She held it there for a moment, gently working his prick with her jaw muscles and tongue. He let out a low, guttural groan and his body shuddered.
Barbra slowly withdrew Mark's penis from her mouth. She pulled her face back a bit and gazed at his straining hard-on worshipfully, watching it quiver and twitch expectantly, on the very brink of orgasm.
"Ohhhh, yes..." she murmured, breathily. "Just look at that beautiful cock! Ooooh, it's so exciting to see it like that!" Her body trembled as a shiver raced up her spine. "Ohhh...yes...I want to see it come now..." she moaned, her voice husky with desire. She slid her hand up his thigh and touched her fingertips to the side of his quivering shaft. Mark's stiff prick twitched and he groaned again. "Ohhhh... it's so beautiful, Mark! Ooooooh...I want to see your thick, hot cum shoot out of it!"
Barbra quickly sat up and rose to her knees beside him. She gently wrapped one hand around the base of Mark's throbbing hard-on, then the other hand above the first so that just the bloated head of his penis protruded above her encircling fingers. She thrilled to the hot, solid feel of his erect organ throbbing against her palms.
"Oooooh...it feels so big, and strong...and hot!" she cried. Barbra began stroking her fists up and down Marks stiff, throbbing shaft as he moaned and groaned, his ass writhing against the hard, wooden deck. "Yes...yes..." Barbra urged, staring at the tiny slit in the tip of that big purple knob protruding from her fist as she pumped her hands up and down, "come for me, baby...let me see your big, hard cock spit out your hot cum!"
Mark let out a loud grunt and his butt bounced on the deck. Barbra felt his throbbing penis jerk and a stream of thick, white semen erupted from the tiny orifice at its tip.
"Ohhh, yes...yes...yes..." she cried with delight as she watched Mark's cum spurt into the air and splash back down on her wrists and hands as she continued pumping her fists up and down on his pulsating shaft. "Ohhh, yes...l love it...I love it...I love it..." she cried. Barbra quickly thrust that big, purple knob between her lips and frantically sucked on it as Mark's throbbing penis spurted his thick, milky sperm into her mouth.
Mark starred, wide-eyed, at the young girl's lovely face, her lips around his thick shaft, watching in shocked amazement as his throbbing organ pumped his boiling-hot jiz down her throat.
Ohhhh, shit-fuck!" Mark gasped, heaving a huge ragged sigh of relief as his body relaxed after the last spasms of his mighty ejaculation slowly faded away. "That was epic!"
Barbra looked up at him, smiling, her eyes twinkling merrily as she continued to gently suck on the bloated head of the young man's penis until she had received every last drop of cum. She released his prick with one hand, but continued to slowly stroke her other fist up and down his now come-smeared shaft while she licked his shiny, wet glans.
"Well...am I still here?" she asked after a few moments.
Mark looked puzzled for a moment, then surprised. "I'll be damned!" he said. "This is the first wet dream I've ever had where I didn't wake up during the come scene!" Mark stared at the young girl as she tenderly stroked his softening hard-on while lovingly licking it clean.
"Ummmm..." she murmured, slowly wiping her flattened tongue up the sides of his penis, as if she were licking a melting ice-cream cone.
When she finished licking the dripping cum from Mark's softening penis, Barbra released it and it flopped back onto his belly, no longer erect, but still fat and heavy, semi-tumescent.
She sat up straight and slowly looked him up and down for a few moments. Mark just lay there, still propped up on his elbows, as she looked him over. "You know..." she said, "you look really weird!"
"Wha...what?" he gasped, quickly sitting up, looking confused.
"Yeah," she said, putting her hand on his chest and pushing him back down again. She eyed him critically and said, "We must have known each other for at least an hour or so now, and this is the first time I've ever seen you without a hard-on!"
They both laughed together for a little while, then quieted down as they sat there facing each other, gazing into one another's eyes. Mark leaned slowly forward and touched his lips to hers. Barbra slipped her arms around him and pulled him close, pressing the taut, hard points of her firm little titties against his chest. She hungrily thrust her tongue into his mouth and Mark quickly responded. Their tongues danced feverishly, thrusting and probing, exploring one another's mouth.
When their long, passionate kiss finally broke, Barbra laid the side of her face against his chest with a contented sigh, and quietly gazed out across the moonlit lake as she held him close, lightly raking her fingernails up and down his back.
After a time, Barbra released her embrace and lay back on the platform, to gaze up at the stars. Knowing that Mark was still sitting upright, looking down at her, Barbra slowly drew her hands up along her sides, across her smooth, flat stomach, and traced circles with her fingertips around the little mounds of her breasts, smaller and smaller until her fingertips were circling the taut, rubbery little nubs of her erect nipples. After a few moments, she slid her hands slowly down across her belly, then along her slender thighs.
Letting her thighs fall apart slightly, Barbra slid her fingertips back up along their smooth, tender, inner surfaces. As her fingertips reached the juncture of her thighs, Barbra tightened her buttocks, thrusting her loins upward. She smiled, feeling a thrill of excitement as she watched Mark's eyes gaze down at her pussy.
She lightly stroked her fingertips up and down the soft, smooth edges of her outer cunt-lips, then gently pulled them apart to reveal the moist, inner folds of her vulva to the young man's fascinated gaze. She dipped one fingertip into her moist furrow and gently stroked it up and down along her sensitive inner labia. She moaned softly and her body squirmed against the deck.
Knowing that Mark's eyes were locked onto her open vulva, watching her tiny finger caress her moistly glistening, inner folds, Barbra gasped. "Oooooh...look what sucking on your big, hard cock did to me..." she moaned, squirming her ass against the platform again. "My pussy is all wet and juicy!" she purred softly.
Mark laid his hand on Barbra's slim thigh, lightly stroked it for a moment, then slid it up across her belly and cupped his palm over the small mound of her breast. "Ummmm..." he murmured, "it sure is! It looks good enough to eat!"
Barbra squirmed and thrust her loins higher still. "Ohhh, yes, it's definitely good enough to eat!" she assured him.
Mark grinned at her and bent down to press his lips to hers. Their tongues danced passionately for a few moments, then he slowly ran his tongue down the side of her neck and across her chest to the firm little mound of her breast, where he took her rubbery little nipple between his lips and gently sucked on it. Soon, Barbra was moaning and squirming continuously as Mark suckled at her erect teat while he slowly stroked his hand up and down across her belly and thigh.
Finally, he let her nipple slip from his lips and he moved slowly down across her tummy, licking and kissing the soft, smooth flesh. He paused to circle around the tiny pit of her navel, and thrust his tongue into it. Barbra groaned and her hips bounced up and down. After a few moments, Mark continued on down one of Barbra's thighs, then back up, just skirting the edges of her pussy. He brushed his face through the soft, curly muff of her golden love nest, then licked his way down her other thigh and back up again, still without actually touching her cunt.
Barbra was going insane with desire as he drove her crazy with his tantalizing caresses. Her pussy screamed for direct stimulation.
Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up, then rose to her feet as Mark looked up at her, puzzled. She smiled down at him and put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him back as she stepped across his body, straddling him. As Mark leaned back, supporting himself with his hands on the deck behind him, Barbra slid her hands down to her crotch. Parting her outer cunt-lips with her fingertips, she thrust her open vulva against his face.
"Ohhhh, yes...yes...yes..." Barbra moaned as Mark's tongue eagerly lapped at her juicy inner labia and flicked at her sensitive little clit. Barbra gasped when his tongue found her joy-hole and speared into it. She released her outer labia and grasped the back of his head with both hands, mashing his face into her inflamed pussy as she ground her loins against his face, trying to drive his extended tongue even deeper into her aching vagina.
As good as Mark's tongue felt probing her hot little cunt, Barbra soon realized that it wasn't going to reach the spot that really needed attention at the moment. Turning her head, she peered over her shoulder and looked down longingly at Mark's penis which lay upturned across his belly, partially engorged, but not erect.
A bit reluctantly, Barbra pulled her pussy away from Mark's face. He groaned and looked up at her in disappointment. "Just a second, honey," she said.
Turning herself around, she straddled him again, this time facing his feet. Bending over at the waist, her ass thrust high, she slid her hands up the backs of her thighs and gripped her buttocks with her fingers. Peering through the archway of her legs, she looked back at Mark as she spread her cheeks to expose her cunt to him.
Mark smiled at Barbra's upside-down face, framed by her slender thighs and shapely little ass. He licked his lips and said, "Ummmm-ummm...you sure do have a beautiful little pussy...and it tastes so good, too!"
She giggled and wriggled her ass. "Have some more then," she offered, backing up and thrusting her butt into his face. He happily began running his flattened tongue up and down through her juicy furrow again, enjoying her sweet love nectar.
As Mark eagerly lapped at her dripping pussy, Barbra raised her head a bit to look down at his flaccid penis, lying on his belly right below her. She let go of her buttocks and put her hands down on the deck on either side of Mark's body to support herself. Slowly, so as not to break contact between her pussy and Mark's mouth, she lowered herself toward his cock. Extending her tongue, Barbra touched its tip to the upturned underside of Mark's penis at the point where the flared edges of his helmet-like glans swept up to join at the tiny slit at the tip of his organ. She slowly ran her tongue back along the curved underside of his soft shaft to his balls and then back out to the tip again.
Glancing at the wide-open window beside her bed, Barbra tried to will a cool breeze to waft through her room to ease the oppressive heat which lay upon her nude body like a leaden blanket. The stiflingly heavy air, however, remained silent and motionless, both inside her oven-like room and outside her open window.
As she gazed through her window, praying for a breath of cooling air, Barbra noticed a strange, orange glow, low in the sky, silhouetting the tops of distant hills. Intrigued, Barbra sat up to gaze out her open window, her chin propped up on her palms as her elbows rested on the windowsill. She wondered if she was witnessing a forest fire advancing up the backside of the distant hills.
After a few more moments, Barbra saw a sharply defined, crescent-shaped edge appear within the orange glow above the hill-top. As it slowly grew larger and brighter, Barbra finally realized that she was watching the moon rising behind the summit of the hill. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, the moon crept higher, until, at last, its full yellow-orange disc was clear of the peak. Awed by the beauty, and grateful for the distraction, Barbra quietly watched for a long time as the moon gradually rose higher, its ruddy face gradually fading to a bright, silvery white.
Barbra finally tore her eyes from that lovely silver orb and glanced around at the yard outside her window, amazed by the transformation the rising moon had wrought there. What had been shrouded in total, inky blackness when she had first sat up to look out, was now bathed in pale, pearly-white light and she could see everything, almost as if it were daylight.
Having taken her eyes from the silvery face of the moon, the hypnotic trance it had induced was broken and the stifling heat in her room again closed in on her. She glanced up at the moon again and imagined she saw a face there, beckoning to her invitingly.
"Okay," she whispered, "here I come!"
Barbra got up and pulled on a pair of very short, cut-off blue-jeans, faded and worn, with a fringe of white around the leg openings. She fastened a brief little halter-top over her breasts and slipped on her flip-flops. She got up onto the bed and carefully climbed out of the window, dropping to the ground a few feet below the window sill. She stood there for a few moments, undecided, then walked to the garage and got out her bicycle, trying not to make any noise, so as not to arouse her family.
Barbra walked her bike down the long driveway to the road, then climbed on and pedaled off, her long, blond hair fluttering in the breeze behind her. She sighed with relief as the cooling air flowed over her hot, moist skin, happy that she had decided to leave the oppressive heat of her bedroom.
Riding along the quiet, rural road, Barbra watching the low-hanging moon blink on and off behind the trees along the side as she passed. That bright, silvery orb seemed to be following along beside her, like a silent companion, as she pedaled down the empty highway.
On the side of the road, Barbra noticed a sign indicating the turn-off to her town's lake. She decided to ride out that way. She turned off the highway and proceeded along a gravel road for about half a mile, where, through the trees, she spotted the glint of moonlight on the smooth surface of the lake. She pulled off the road and walked her bicycle through the trees for a short distance. Reaching the tree-line, she leaned her bike against a fence post and locked it there, then continued across the beach.
Kicking off her flip-flops, Barbra walked through the soft sand to the shoreline, where she wriggled her toes in the water, watching the ripples she caused to propagate outward across the glassy-smooth surface.
Ooooooh...that sure feels good! Barbra thought as she gazed across the tree-lined lake, the bright light of her silent, silvery companion glinting on its smooth surface and the ripples she had created. Feeling hot and sticky with dried sweat, she looked back down at her toes and thought, It sure would feel great to feel like that all over!
Barbra smiled as she was struck by a delightfully tempting thought. She glanced up and down the deserted beach, then reached behind her back, unfastened her halter-top, and dropped it in the sand. She unbuttoned her cut-offs and slipped them over her shapely hips and down her thighs. Stepping out of her shorts, she tossed them aside as well. Raising her arms, she twirled around, her long, blond hair swirling and fluttering behind her as she reveled at the freedom she felt as she danced in the moonlight on the beach, feeling deliciously naughty at being completely naked in a public place. A shiver of excitement raced up her spine, leaving her heart beating a bit faster beneath her slightly heaving breasts.
Barbra gingerly took a few steps out into the lake. The water was clean and clear enough that she could easily see the sandy bottom in the moonlight. She waded out until the water reached her waist, then she dove in. As she cut through the surface, she was delighted by the sensation of the cool water flowing across her hot skin. As she swam under-water for a few moments before coming back up for air, she thrilled to the even more delightful sensation of the cool water flowing over and around her unfettered breasts, through her curly love nest, and along the lips of her pussy. After a breath, she dove in again and skimmed along the bottom, dragging her taut, erect nipples through the sand and scraping her pubes along the sandy bottom, sending delightful thrills shooting through her body.
Barbra paddled around in the shallow water for a little while, feeling delightfully refreshed after her long, uncomfortable, and fruitless attempt to sleep in her stifling bedroom. Pausing after a time, she stood in the waist-deep water and gazed all around the lovely, moonlit lake. Her eyes alighted upon the two-level diving platform, moored a hundred yards offshore, and she decided to swim out to it.
Arriving at the platform a few minutes later, Barbra swam to the ladder and started to climb up.
"Uhhh...you'd better hold on there a second..." she heard from above.
Barbra let out a yelp of surprise and dropped back into the water, quickly paddling back away from the raft a few yards. Looking up at the platform, she cried out, an accusing edge to her voice, "Who's there?"
The head and shoulders of a young man appeared, extending over the edge of the raft, peering down at her.
"Uhhhh...I hope I didn't startle you too badly," he began, hesitantly. "But I thought I'd better warn you I was here before you climbed up. I...uhhhh...I saw you take your clothes off up there on the beach. I hope I didn't frighten you...I just didn't know what else to do..." the young man stammered.
Slowly treading water, Barbra gave a nervous laugh and said, "No...I'm all right...I guess. Just a little embarrassed at getting caught out here in the middle of a public lake with no clothes on..." She gazed silently up at the young man's face for a few moments, and decided that she liked what she able to make out in the pale, silvery moonlight. "Well...it was certainly considerate of you to warn me," Barbra said. "Most guys probably would have let me climb on up there so they could get a look at me!"
"From what little I could see in the dim light from way out here," he said, "you would be well worth a closer look...and don't think I didn't have a hard time convincing myself to do the right thing...but I decided that I just couldn't take advantage of you like that..." he paused for a moment, "especially since I have the same problem..."
Barbra looked up at him, puzzled, then it dawned on her. "Oh!" she gasped, "You mean that you're...uhhhhh..."
He smiled guiltily. "Uhhhh, yeah, I am...l left my clothes up on the beach, too!"
Barbra laughed merrily at their mutual predicament. While treading, she had gradually drifted closer to the raft and she was able to get a better look at the young man's smiling face. She still liked what she saw. "Well, l guess we're even then...I'm naked, and so are you. And since all our clothes are way over there on the beach, I guess there's nothing much either one of us can do about it very easily at the moment...and I'm getting kind of tired just treading water out here. Do you mind if I come on up there anyway?"
The young man's mouth dropped open in surprise, then he smiled broadly. "Hell no, I don't mind that at all!" he replied.
Barbra paddled over to the raft and climbed up the ladder. The young man stood back a little way, watching the beautiful young girl emerge from the water like a mythological nymph of the lake. With sure and unselfconscious grace, she climbed up onto the platform and stood there, water streaming from her exquisite young body, illuminated by the soft, silvery light of the full moon. Seemingly comfortable and unembarrassed by his presence, she didn't bother to even look up at him as she scraped the dripping water from her body with her hands, then tossed her head back and wrung out her long, blond hair.
"My god...you're really beautiful..." the young man murmured softly as he stared at her slender young body.
Barbra stopped and slowly brought her head back down to look straight at him. A broad, delighted smile spread across her pretty face. "Well, thank you..." she drawled. Then she giggled. "And I can see that you're probably quite sincere!"
The young man knitted his brows in puzzlement at her cryptic comment, then, following her gaze, he looked downward. He gasped as he saw that his penis was standing stiffly erect, angled slightly upward, pointing straight at the young girl. "Oh, fu--!" he gasped, stifling his exclamation as he realized what he was about to say. He threw his hands in front of his crotch, trying to hide his hard-on from the girl's eyes. "Damn, I'm sorry, I...I...uhhhh..."
Barbra chuckled at the young man's flustered embarrassment. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," she said, smiling, as she tilted her head to the side and continued wringing out her hair, while keeping her eyes on him this time. "I'm flattered that I could have such an immediate effect upon you!"
"Jesus...the way you look right now, you could give Michelangelo's 'David' a hard-on!" he said.
Barbra laughed again, then, for a few moments, they just stood there, half-way across the platform from one another, silently looking each other over. He shifted about nervously, still holding his hands in front of his crotch, while she appeared comfortably relaxed, wearing her nudity with complete confidence before this stranger, idly combing her fingers through her hair, straightening out the tangles.
"My name is Barbra," she said, breaking the silence. "What's yours?"
"I'm...uhhhh...Mark..." he murmured.
"You don't sound too sure of that," Barbra said.
"Oh! Well, yeah...it's Mark, all right," he said. "I'm just having a bit of a hard time concentrating right now..."
Barbra giggled. She turned and stepped over to the side of the platform. As she sat down on the edge, letting her feet dangle in the water, she turned to look back at him. "Do you live around here?" she asked. "I haven't seen you around town before." She patted the deck beside her and said, "Com'on and sit down, Mark."
Mark hesitantly walked toward her, his hands still in front of his crotch.
"No, I...uhhh...don't live around here," he said.
He awkwardly sat down next to the girl, the process made difficult as he continued trying to shield his hard-on from the girl's eyes.
"I...uhhh...just got out of the Navy a few months ago, and I've just been hitch-hiking around the country, having a little fun before I settle down and try to get a job," he explained. "My last ride let me off out there on the highway a few miles down the road. As I was walking into town I saw the sign for this lake, so I came on out this way to see if I could find a place to bed down for the night. The lake looked so inviting, and it had been a while since my last shower. I couldn't resist the opportunity to do a little skinny-dipping!"
"Yeah...me, too" Barbra said. "It was so hot and sticky in my bedroom tonight that I just couldn't sleep. I decided to take a little bike ride to get some air and I ended up out here. I couldn't resist taking a swim! The water felt so wonderful after my stuffy little room!"
She leaned back on her elbows with a contented sigh. "Ahhhhh, yes...and it feels so wonderfully comfortable sitting out here like this, too!" she breathed, throwing her head back and shaking it so that her long, damp hair swished back and forth across the deck behind her.
Through slitted eyes, she watched Mark as he sat beside her, huddled over, his hands in his lap. She saw him surreptitiously checking her out through the corners of his eyes as she sat there, lying back, propped up on her elbows. She arched her back a bit, thrusting up her pert little titties. Her nipples were hard and erect, tingling with excitement despite her relaxed demeanor. She let her thighs fall apart slightly to allow Mark to get a little peek at the dark cleft that extended downward from the neat little blond bush at the apex of her slender thighs. She smiled with gratification when she saw the young man's eyes open a bit wider, his head tilting, as he tried to get a better look at her without appearing too obvious about it.
"So...you were in the Navy..." Barbra said. "Did you get to 'see the world'?"
"Oh, yeah, a good part of it anyway," Mark replied. "Mostly the Far East...Hong Kong, Japan, Singapore, the Philippines...places like that."
"Sound's exciting! I've hardly even been out of the state!" Barbra said. She gazed at him with what she hoped was a sultry air. "Did you have 'a girl in every port'?" she asked, her lips curving upward in a little smile.
Mark laughed. "Sure...everybody did. Hookers are always available wherever a ship pulls in."
"Were they pretty?"
"Oh, yeah! At least, some were...but none of them were as pretty as you!"
Barbra giggled, her upthrust little titties jiggling.
They were quiet for a few moments as he thought about it. Then he said, "I had a lot of good times over there...and some not so good. I try to remember only the good ones."
"Don't you miss all your foreign 'girlfriends'?" she teased.
"Yeah...at least I did...until tonight!" he said "I'd been wondering if I did the right thing by getting out. But sitting here with you like this, sure makes me glad I did!"
"Oh, that's so sweet of you..." Barbra said, pushing herself upright again. She leaned close and gently kissed him on the cheek. As she did so, her taut, hard nipple brushed back and forth against his upper arm. She slowly ran the tip of her tongue up his cheek to his ear, where she gently tickled his earlobe, then she whispered, "I'm glad you did, too...so that you could be here with me tonight!" Her pert, firm little breast pressed against his biceps as she stretched to reach his ear.
Barbra laid her head against Mark's shoulder, keeping the hard little nub of her erect nipple pressed against his arm. She could feel him trembling slightly, his body stiff and tense. After a few moments of silence, Barbra put her hand on his forearm and slid it down to his wrist, where his hands were still covering his crotch.
"Why don't you relax, Mark?" she said softly, gently squeezing his wrist. "You don't have to hide this from me," she said, wiggling his arm, "I'm not hiding anything from you...am I? You know...being out here like this is pretty exciting for me, too...it just doesn't show, like it does for you. Com'on..." she said, tugging on his wrist with a little more insistence, "seeing how excited you are, makes me excited, too!"
She pulled back on his arm, moving his hand away from his crotch and revealing his penis, still standing stiffly erect in his lap. She heard him gasp softly and his body trembled. He tried to cover up his hard-on with his remaining hand but quickly realized how inadequate it was, and how silly he looked in the attempt. Giving in, he let his other hand drop, leaving the young girl an unobstructed view of his erect organ.
"Ahhhhhh, yes..." Barbra breathed heavily, a thrill of excitement shooting through her as she stared at the young man's erection. "Now just relax!" she commanded, placing her hand on Mark's chest and pushing him down so that he was leaning back on his elbows. Partially reclining now, his stiff prick stuck up from his lap much more prominently than it had a moment ago while he was sitting up, hunched over his lap, trying to hide it. "There! That's much better! Aren't you more comfortable, now?" she asked.
"Uhhhh...yeah, I...I guess so..." Mark replied, his voice cracking nervously.
Barbra rolled onto her side, facing Mark, alongside him, propping herself up on one elbow, while laying her other hand on his chest. They were silent for a while, taking in the beauty of the placid, moonlit lake. Barbra's hand slid slowly around on Mark's chest, her fingers playing with the soft, curly hair there, and pausing occasionally to caress the hard little nubs of his tiny, erect nipples.
Mark slowly rolled his head around on his shoulders, while gazing out across the lovely, tree-lined lake. "God, it's really beautiful..." he murmured softly.
"Yes...it certainly is..." Barbra murmured dreamily.
Mark turned to look at the girl, noting the husky edge to her voice. He realized that they hadn't been referring to the same thing when he saw that her eyes were staring fixedly at his upthrust penis.
"Uhhhhh...I meant the lake, the trees...the moonlight..." Mark said.
Barbra started, tearing her eyes away from Mark's hard-on and glancing around. "Oh, yeah...that, too!" she said, then she giggled. She looked slowly all around at the quiet, moonlit lake for real, now. Then she laid her head against the side of Mark's chest and sighed contentedly. "Ohhhhh, yes...it really is beautiful out here like this..." she murmured. "It's so romantic...the smooth, quiet lake, the trees, the moon...just me and you, outdoors...in the middle of the lake...naked!"
Barbra's slowly circling hand gradually moved lower, from his chest down across Mark's stomach, until her fingertips were brushing through the fringes of his pubic hair. For a time, her palm circled slowly around and around his navel, lightly caressing his flat, hard abdomen, her fingertips just brushing through the edges of his pubes. Then she slid her hand lower and touched the tips of her fingers to the base of Mark's upthrust penis. She heard a slight gasp from him at her touch, and felt a tremor run through his body.
Barbra slowly and carefully encircled the base of Mark's upthrust shaft with her fingers, while leaving her hand lying there, covering his pubes. His straining hard-on stood stiffly upright within the ring formed by her thumb and forefinger while her remaining three fingers extended downward between his thighs to lightly touch and caress his balls. Mark groaned softly and his buttocks contracted, thrusting his prick upward a bit.
Barbra just held her palm over his groin like that for a time, then she slowly raised her hand, sliding her lightly encircling fingers up his rigid shaft all the way to the flared edge of his engorged glans. Mark gasped and a shiver raced through his body. Then she slowly slid the ring formed by her fingers back down to the base of his upthrust organ. Again, she just left her hand lying atop his pubes, her thumb and forefinger encircling the base of his erection while she gently caressed the front of his wrinkled scrotum with her remaining fingertips.
After what seemed to Mark an eternity, Barbra very slowly slid her encircling fingers up his long, hard, throbbing shaft again. He groaned and clenched his buttocks, thrusting his straining prick upward. Reaching the flared edge of his engorged glans, Barbra moved the encircling ring of her fingers up and down just a fraction of an inch several times just below that swollen knob, then very slowly slid it all the way back down to its base again. After a few moments pause to caress his balls with her fingertips, she again slid her encircling fingers up his shaft, pausing at the top for a few short strokes just below his glans, before sliding it back down again.
She continued to slowly stroke her encircling fingers up and down Mark's rigid hard-on, each time giving it a few short strokes just below his glans. Then, one time, at the top of her stroke, she paused and gently wrapped the rest of her fingers around his cock.
"Ohhhhh, shit..." Mark groaned, his body trembling as he felt the young girl's entire hand encircle his aching cock. She just held it gently, not squeezing it, for a few moments, then slid her fingers slowly back down again.
They sat there quietly for several minutes, gazing out across the moonlit lake, Barbra's hand resting atop the young man's pubes, her fingers encircling the base of his upthrust penis. From time to time she slowly slid the ring of her lightly encircling fingers up his rigid, seven-inch shaft to the flared edge of his swollen glans, then back down again.
"Ohhhhh...ohhhhh...ohhhhh..." Mark moaned, clenching and relaxing his ass, thrusting his straining hard-on up and down through the girl's encircling fingers each time she slid her hand upward on his straining erection.
"Ooooooooh, does that feel good, Mark?" Barbra whispered in his ear.
"Ohhhh, shit, yeah..." he gasped through gritted teeth.
"Ummmm...your cock looks so beautiful..." she sighed softly, her hand once again resting gently on his pubes, his throbbing hard-on standing stiffly upright from her encircling fingers. After a moment she slid her fingers upward and encircled it with her entire hand "And it feels so strong and hot!" she breathed, gently holding his shaft in her fist.
Mark groaned, and a shudder ran through his tense body. He felt the cum beginning to boil in his aching balls.
"Ohhhh, shit..." he gasped, "It's been too long...I can't take much more of this..." He stared at his quivering hard-on as the girl's tiny fist slowly stroked up and down his rigid shaft. Its already engorged, purple head swelled even larger, turning darker, looking like it was about to explode.
"Ohhh, I know..." Barbra purred, her head rising and falling as it lay against his heaving chest while she stared at Mark's straining penis. "Just look at that big, beautiful cock!" she breathed. Seeing how close Mark was already, she released his prick from her lightly encircling fist and now just ran the tips of her fingers up and down its sides, caressing his straining shaft with the just the barest touch.
"How long has it been, Mark?" she asked.
"How long what?" he gritted.
"How long since you had a woman take care of you..." she purred.
"Oh, shit...months!" he groaned. "Since before I came back from overseas."
"Oooooooh, no wonder your cock is so sensitive!" she murmured. "But, don't worry, we'll just take it real slow and easy...and it'll pass."
Gasping and moaning, his body jerking and trembling, Mark teetered on the brink of orgasm as Barbra ever so gently caressed his throbbing prick with just the tips of her fingers. For what seemed a blissful eternity, he stood at the precipice, Barbra's tantalizing caresses keeping him there, without quite pushing him over.
Then, Mark heaved a long, loud gasp and his tensely trembling body relaxed. His engorged, purple cock-head shrank a bit, and faded to a reddish pink.
"Ahhhhhhh...there it is..." Barbra murmured. She pushed herself up and sat, cross-legged, beside him at his hip. She leaned forward a bit and lightly grasped his prick in her hand once again and began stroking it up and down, slightly faster now, and with just a little bit more friction. His prick soon regained its steely hardness and its head swelled up and darkened again. She turned her head to look up at him, smiling. "There! How's that feel now?" she asked.
"Shit! It feels great!" Mark groaned, clenching his buttocks and thrusting his straining penis upward to meet the young girl's delightfully stroking fist. Relieved from the urgent need to ejaculate, he laid there, staring at his erect cock with this young girl's dainty little fist wrapped around its thick shaft, enjoying her delightful caresses without having to fight to hold it back. He watched her face for a few moments as she stroked his hard-on with obvious relish as he thrust it up and down through her encircling fist. He was quite surprised at this young girl's apparent grasp of the more intimate details of the workings of the male sexual apparatus.
"How old are you?" he asked.
She turned her head to look at him, a naughty smile on her beautiful face. She laughed. "I turned eighteen a few months back," she replied.
His body jerked and his mouth dropped open in surprise. "Holy, shit!" he gasped, shocked that she was only eighteen while seeming to be so well versed at that still tender age.
She giggled at his reaction and gave him a knowing smile. She still had a thing or two to show him.
Mark sat there, leaning back on his elbows, his butt clenched, and his throbbing hard-on thrust stiffly upward as he watched the young girl, now sitting cross-legged beside him at his hip. She was staring down at his prick with intense fascination as she lightly ran her fingertips up and down the sides of his quivering shaft. From time to time, she slipped her little hand down between his thighs and cupped his scrotum, tenderly fondling his balls for a few moments, before once again wrapping her fingers around his thick, hard shaft and gently stroking it up and down.
A shiver ran through Mark's body and he let out a ragged groan.
The girl glanced up at him and saw the look of blissful delight on his face. Smiling, she asked, "Do you like it, Mark?"
"My god, yes..." he gasped. "No one's ever really touched me like that before!"
"No?" she asked, "How did they do it?"
"Mostly, they just grab it and pull it and massage it like they're trying to squeeze a sausage from its casing," Mark told her.
Barbra sniffed derisively. "They're just trying to get it over with," she said. "They want to get to the destination as quickly as possible. I like to take my time and enjoy the journey, as well."
Barbra looked back down at his prick. She stopped her gentle stroking and tightened her grip on his hard shaft, giving it a little squeeze. Mark's engorged cock-head swelled up even more and the tiny slit at its tip opened up to disgorge a large droplet of clear pre-come. The droplet hung there, suspended on the tip of his organ, glistening in the moonlight.
"Ahhhhh..." she murmured. Barbra leaned forward and flicked the clear droplet off the tip of his cock with her tongue.
Mark sucked in his breath and stared at her, wide-eyed, as she turned to look at him, smacking her lips and smiling. She pursed her lips and touched them to the tip of his prick. Gently squeezing his hard cock, she sucked on just the very tip of his glans, as if she were sucking on a soda straw.
"Ummmmmm..." she hummed as she gently milked more pre-come from his erect penis and sucked it into her mouth through the tiny opening between her pursed lips.
When she'd squeezed and sucked all the pre-come out of his organ that she could, Barbra stuck out her tongue and swirled it around and around his engorged glans, caressing its velvety-smooth surface.
Delighted, Mark watched the beautiful young girl caress the swollen head of his cock with her tongue. After a few moments, she slipped her soft lips over his engorged glans and gently sucked on the rubbery knob as she flicked her tongue back and forth through the tiny slit at its tip.
"Ohhhh, wow..." Mark groaned, contracting his buttocks and thrusting his straining penis upward, driving an inch or two of his thick, hard shaft up into the young girl's mouth. Barbra happily accepted the extra portion of his cock, gently sucking on it as she continued to caress its satiny-smooth head with her tongue. After a few moments, Barbra began to slowly bob her head up and down, at first just sliding that inch or two of his cock in and out of her mouth.
As she slowly bobbed her head up and down, Barbra raised her eyes to see the open-mouthed look of surprise on the young man's face.
"What is it, Mark?" Barbra asked. "Hasn't anyone ever sucked on your dick before?"
"Uhhhh...sure, but I never thought you would do that!" he replied.
"You like it, don't you?" she asked.
'Oh, yeah, I love it!" he exclaimed.
"Ummmmmm...me, too," Barbra said, smiling as she swirled her tongue around the big, rubbery head of his cock.
She slipped her lips over that swollen knob again and began bobbing her head, gradually increasing her stroke until, finally, her encircling lips were sliding up and down the full, seven-inch length of Mark's rigid penis.
Mark stared at the girl in shocked amazement as her lips touched his groin around the base of his thick shaft and she held his entire organ deep within her mouth. No woman had ever taken more than a few inches of his erect penis into her mouth before, not even the more experienced pros he had been with, so the sight of this lovely young girl completely swallowing his hard-on was truly incredible.
For a short time, Barbra held Mark's hot, throbbing organ motionless in her mouth, its swollen head lodged deep in her throat. Then she slowly raised her head, withdrawing that stiff, hard shaft, until her lips caught on the flared edge of his engorged glans. She gently sucked on that big, rubbery knob for a moment, then she let it slip out of her mouth. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze. A clear droplet of pre-cum oozed from the tiny slit at its tip.
Barbra smiled and looked at Mark's face. She extended her tongue and touched its tip to that little droplet, then pulled back a bit, a streamer of his slightly viscous fluid trailing from the tip of her tongue to the tip of his organ. She moved closer again and flicked off the remaining pre-cum. Still gazing into his eyes, Barbra gently lashed her tongue back and forth across the smooth surface of his swollen glans and flicked it up and down through the tiny orifice at its tip.
"Ummmm..." she murmured, "your cock juice is so yummy!" She watched his face as she slowly ran her fingertips up and down the sides of his straining shaft. "So, do you like me doing that, Mark?" she asked.
"Ohhhhh...shit, Barbie..." Mark groaned, his ass writhing against the platform, thrusting his aching cock upward as the girl gently caressed his twitching, quivering shaft. "Ohh! Uhhh...is it all right if I call you Barbie?"
Smiling demurely, the girl replied, "I allow anyone who's had his dick half-way down my throat to call me Barbie."
Mark chuckled. "Shit, Barbie, nobody's ever taken my entire cock into their mouth before! That was incredible!"
"No?" Barbra said. She touched her lips to the tip of his upthrust penis again and pushing downward until his entire organ was once again inside her mouth. She worked her encircling lips around the base of his rigid shaft for a moment, then slowly withdrew it.
"Ummmm..." she murmured smacking her lips as his rubbery glans slipped out. "Not even those professional girls you met overseas?" Barbra asked, smiling mischievously.
"Nooooooo..." he groaned as Barbra slipped her lips over his engorged cock-head again and slowly slid it up her tongue and down her throat, until her lips were pressed against his groin. "Ohhhh, shit...none of them ever took much more than half of it into their mouth!"
She withdrew his cock again and looked at him. "Well...maybe they don't enjoy their work as much as I enjoy my play!" she said, smiling.
Barbra turned her body, unfolding her legs and stretching out next to Mark. Lying on her side, now, facing him, but with her feet in the opposite direction, she laid her head on his thigh and gazed up at his face, smiling. Between them stood the towering pillar of his erect penis. The tiny slit at the tip of its bloated, purple head was stretched open by its engorgement and a glistening rivulet of pre-cum flowed freely from it and trickled down the underside of his quivering shaft.
Barbra slid her head forward a bit on his thigh and touched her extended tongue to the base of his upthrust organ. Slowly running her tongue up the bulging ridge of his urethra, she gathered up the dribbling pre-cum as she watched his face. She smiled at the dazed look of bliss she saw there as she continued to slowly run her lips and tongue up and down along the underside of his shaft, licking and nibbling with her lips at the soft, smooth, taut-stretched skin of his straining organ.
Mark's eyes rolled back and he emitted little moans and whimpers. Barbra slid her tongue all the way down his rigid shaft and then continued further to begin probing at his scrotum. As her tongue caressed his aching balls, Mark groaned and his body tensed. His buttocks clenched and his thighs spread wider apart, thrusting his straining hard-on upward.
"Ohhhhhhh...shit!!!" he groaned, slowly rolling his head about on his shoulders, gazing up at the silvery, pock-marked orb floating above the far off hill-tops and all around the quiet, moon-lit lake while he savored the delightful sensations this young girl was imparting to his aroused genitalia.
After a few moments, his eyes returned to the beauty closer at hand. He gazed into Barbra's twinkling eyes, there behind the thick, hard shaft of his own upthrust penis. He saw flashes of her pink lips and tongue appearing from behind it as she lovingly licked and kissed his throbbing organ. His eyes slowly scanned down along the girl's luscious, naked body, stretched out beside him.
He gazed at her firm, round little breasts, standing up pertly on her chest, their pink nipples at full attention. His eyes traveled down along the slope of her narrowing waist and taut, flat belly with the dark little bull's-eye of her navel, then back up the slope of her flaring hip. Right below the protruding peak of her pelvic bone, he saw her lovely little nest of soft, golden fleece. His eyes lingered there at the juncture of her smooth, slender thighs, gazing at that neat little bush, wanting desperately to get a peek at what lay below it, but unable to do so in the pale moonlight.
Mark raised his hand and gently laid it atop the curve of her hip, then slowly slid it down the slope to her slim waist, and back up the slope below her underarm. Sliding it downward, he gently cupped his hand over one of those firm little tittles, feeling the hard point of her taut, erect nipple pressing into his palm.
His eyes returned to Barbra's and she smiled at him from behind the vertical column of his upthrust penis. She stuck out her tongue, flattened it, and then touched it to the base of his prick, just above his balls. She very slowly drew her flattened tongue up the underside of his penis, along the ridge of his urethra, to the very tip of his organ where she swirled her tongue around his engorged glans. She took his cock-head between her lips and gently sucked on the smooth, rubbery knob.
Mark groaned, his fingers involuntarily squeezing Barbra's little breast as he felt the cum in his balls beginning to boil again.
Barbra, sensing his rising passions, backed off and returned to her slow, gentle caresses, running her tongue up and down along the underside of his upthrust shaft.
"Ohhhh, shit!" Mark groaned. "I just had a horrible thought!"
Barbra paused and looked at him with concern. "What is it, Mark?" she asked.
He slowly rolled his head all around, scanning the sky and lake, then upward along her lovely, naked body and back to her beautiful face behind the upthrust column of his erection. "What if all of this is just an incredible dream, cooked up by my sex-starved brain just to get me to come? I'm about to shoot off here in just a second...and you and all this..." he said, waving his hand in a circle, "will just disappear. And I'll wake up with nothing but a big, sticky mess all over myself!"
Barbra laughed and began licking Mark's prick again.
"What other explanation could there be for all THIS?" Mark continued. "Just look...here I am, naked, on a raft in the middle of a lake with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, who is also naked...and sucking on my dick! Tell me that that isn't the most unbelievable wet dream you've ever heard of!"
Barbra giggled and took his swollen cock-head between her lips. She slowly pushed downward, sliding his engorged glans back along her tongue and down her throat until her lips touched his groin. She held it there for a moment, gently working his prick with her jaw muscles and tongue. He let out a low, guttural groan and his body shuddered.
Barbra slowly withdrew Mark's penis from her mouth. She pulled her face back a bit and gazed at his straining hard-on worshipfully, watching it quiver and twitch expectantly, on the very brink of orgasm.
"Ohhhh, yes..." she murmured, breathily. "Just look at that beautiful cock! Ooooh, it's so exciting to see it like that!" Her body trembled as a shiver raced up her spine. "Ohhh...yes...I want to see it come now..." she moaned, her voice husky with desire. She slid her hand up his thigh and touched her fingertips to the side of his quivering shaft. Mark's stiff prick twitched and he groaned again. "Ohhhh... it's so beautiful, Mark! Ooooooh...I want to see your thick, hot cum shoot out of it!"
Barbra quickly sat up and rose to her knees beside him. She gently wrapped one hand around the base of Mark's throbbing hard-on, then the other hand above the first so that just the bloated head of his penis protruded above her encircling fingers. She thrilled to the hot, solid feel of his erect organ throbbing against her palms.
"Oooooh...it feels so big, and strong...and hot!" she cried. Barbra began stroking her fists up and down Marks stiff, throbbing shaft as he moaned and groaned, his ass writhing against the hard, wooden deck. "Yes...yes..." Barbra urged, staring at the tiny slit in the tip of that big purple knob protruding from her fist as she pumped her hands up and down, "come for me, baby...let me see your big, hard cock spit out your hot cum!"
Mark let out a loud grunt and his butt bounced on the deck. Barbra felt his throbbing penis jerk and a stream of thick, white semen erupted from the tiny orifice at its tip.
"Ohhh, yes...yes...yes..." she cried with delight as she watched Mark's cum spurt into the air and splash back down on her wrists and hands as she continued pumping her fists up and down on his pulsating shaft. "Ohhh, yes...l love it...I love it...I love it..." she cried. Barbra quickly thrust that big, purple knob between her lips and frantically sucked on it as Mark's throbbing penis spurted his thick, milky sperm into her mouth.
Mark starred, wide-eyed, at the young girl's lovely face, her lips around his thick shaft, watching in shocked amazement as his throbbing organ pumped his boiling-hot jiz down her throat.
Ohhhh, shit-fuck!" Mark gasped, heaving a huge ragged sigh of relief as his body relaxed after the last spasms of his mighty ejaculation slowly faded away. "That was epic!"
Barbra looked up at him, smiling, her eyes twinkling merrily as she continued to gently suck on the bloated head of the young man's penis until she had received every last drop of cum. She released his prick with one hand, but continued to slowly stroke her other fist up and down his now come-smeared shaft while she licked his shiny, wet glans.
"Well...am I still here?" she asked after a few moments.
Mark looked puzzled for a moment, then surprised. "I'll be damned!" he said. "This is the first wet dream I've ever had where I didn't wake up during the come scene!" Mark stared at the young girl as she tenderly stroked his softening hard-on while lovingly licking it clean.
"Ummmm..." she murmured, slowly wiping her flattened tongue up the sides of his penis, as if she were licking a melting ice-cream cone.
When she finished licking the dripping cum from Mark's softening penis, Barbra released it and it flopped back onto his belly, no longer erect, but still fat and heavy, semi-tumescent.
She sat up straight and slowly looked him up and down for a few moments. Mark just lay there, still propped up on his elbows, as she looked him over. "You know..." she said, "you look really weird!"
"Wha...what?" he gasped, quickly sitting up, looking confused.
"Yeah," she said, putting her hand on his chest and pushing him back down again. She eyed him critically and said, "We must have known each other for at least an hour or so now, and this is the first time I've ever seen you without a hard-on!"
They both laughed together for a little while, then quieted down as they sat there facing each other, gazing into one another's eyes. Mark leaned slowly forward and touched his lips to hers. Barbra slipped her arms around him and pulled him close, pressing the taut, hard points of her firm little titties against his chest. She hungrily thrust her tongue into his mouth and Mark quickly responded. Their tongues danced feverishly, thrusting and probing, exploring one another's mouth.
When their long, passionate kiss finally broke, Barbra laid the side of her face against his chest with a contented sigh, and quietly gazed out across the moonlit lake as she held him close, lightly raking her fingernails up and down his back.
After a time, Barbra released her embrace and lay back on the platform, to gaze up at the stars. Knowing that Mark was still sitting upright, looking down at her, Barbra slowly drew her hands up along her sides, across her smooth, flat stomach, and traced circles with her fingertips around the little mounds of her breasts, smaller and smaller until her fingertips were circling the taut, rubbery little nubs of her erect nipples. After a few moments, she slid her hands slowly down across her belly, then along her slender thighs.
Letting her thighs fall apart slightly, Barbra slid her fingertips back up along their smooth, tender, inner surfaces. As her fingertips reached the juncture of her thighs, Barbra tightened her buttocks, thrusting her loins upward. She smiled, feeling a thrill of excitement as she watched Mark's eyes gaze down at her pussy.
She lightly stroked her fingertips up and down the soft, smooth edges of her outer cunt-lips, then gently pulled them apart to reveal the moist, inner folds of her vulva to the young man's fascinated gaze. She dipped one fingertip into her moist furrow and gently stroked it up and down along her sensitive inner labia. She moaned softly and her body squirmed against the deck.
Knowing that Mark's eyes were locked onto her open vulva, watching her tiny finger caress her moistly glistening, inner folds, Barbra gasped. "Oooooh...look what sucking on your big, hard cock did to me..." she moaned, squirming her ass against the platform again. "My pussy is all wet and juicy!" she purred softly.
Mark laid his hand on Barbra's slim thigh, lightly stroked it for a moment, then slid it up across her belly and cupped his palm over the small mound of her breast. "Ummmm..." he murmured, "it sure is! It looks good enough to eat!"
Barbra squirmed and thrust her loins higher still. "Ohhh, yes, it's definitely good enough to eat!" she assured him.
Mark grinned at her and bent down to press his lips to hers. Their tongues danced passionately for a few moments, then he slowly ran his tongue down the side of her neck and across her chest to the firm little mound of her breast, where he took her rubbery little nipple between his lips and gently sucked on it. Soon, Barbra was moaning and squirming continuously as Mark suckled at her erect teat while he slowly stroked his hand up and down across her belly and thigh.
Finally, he let her nipple slip from his lips and he moved slowly down across her tummy, licking and kissing the soft, smooth flesh. He paused to circle around the tiny pit of her navel, and thrust his tongue into it. Barbra groaned and her hips bounced up and down. After a few moments, Mark continued on down one of Barbra's thighs, then back up, just skirting the edges of her pussy. He brushed his face through the soft, curly muff of her golden love nest, then licked his way down her other thigh and back up again, still without actually touching her cunt.
Barbra was going insane with desire as he drove her crazy with his tantalizing caresses. Her pussy screamed for direct stimulation.
Finally she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up, then rose to her feet as Mark looked up at her, puzzled. She smiled down at him and put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him back as she stepped across his body, straddling him. As Mark leaned back, supporting himself with his hands on the deck behind him, Barbra slid her hands down to her crotch. Parting her outer cunt-lips with her fingertips, she thrust her open vulva against his face.
"Ohhhh, yes...yes...yes..." Barbra moaned as Mark's tongue eagerly lapped at her juicy inner labia and flicked at her sensitive little clit. Barbra gasped when his tongue found her joy-hole and speared into it. She released her outer labia and grasped the back of his head with both hands, mashing his face into her inflamed pussy as she ground her loins against his face, trying to drive his extended tongue even deeper into her aching vagina.
As good as Mark's tongue felt probing her hot little cunt, Barbra soon realized that it wasn't going to reach the spot that really needed attention at the moment. Turning her head, she peered over her shoulder and looked down longingly at Mark's penis which lay upturned across his belly, partially engorged, but not erect.
A bit reluctantly, Barbra pulled her pussy away from Mark's face. He groaned and looked up at her in disappointment. "Just a second, honey," she said.
Turning herself around, she straddled him again, this time facing his feet. Bending over at the waist, her ass thrust high, she slid her hands up the backs of her thighs and gripped her buttocks with her fingers. Peering through the archway of her legs, she looked back at Mark as she spread her cheeks to expose her cunt to him.
Mark smiled at Barbra's upside-down face, framed by her slender thighs and shapely little ass. He licked his lips and said, "Ummmm-ummm...you sure do have a beautiful little pussy...and it tastes so good, too!"
She giggled and wriggled her ass. "Have some more then," she offered, backing up and thrusting her butt into his face. He happily began running his flattened tongue up and down through her juicy furrow again, enjoying her sweet love nectar.
As Mark eagerly lapped at her dripping pussy, Barbra raised her head a bit to look down at his flaccid penis, lying on his belly right below her. She let go of her buttocks and put her hands down on the deck on either side of Mark's body to support herself. Slowly, so as not to break contact between her pussy and Mark's mouth, she lowered herself toward his cock. Extending her tongue, Barbra touched its tip to the upturned underside of Mark's penis at the point where the flared edges of his helmet-like glans swept up to join at the tiny slit at the tip of his organ. She slowly ran her tongue back along the curved underside of his soft shaft to his balls and then back out to the tip again.
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