0 comments/ 89437 views/ 2 favorites Natural Tan By: zed128 It was a sunny day, a weekday, so I decided this would be the perfect time to do something about my white body. I had spent the last two months working out and dieting trying to recreate myself in a more acceptable image. I was a little tired of isolation. Now it was time. However, I was still very self-conscious and my self esteem hadn't gone up as the numbers on my scale went lower. Not like I thought it would. I parked, grabbed my duffel and headed down to the sand. I picked an out of the way spot, there really were none. But if was far enough away from the other beach goers that I thought I could handle taking off my shirt without a total meltdown. I spread the blanket out, pulled out my disc man put on the headphones and lay down on my stomach. The part of me I'm most embarrassed of, although truth be told it was not looking to bad lately. I had just turned thirty a month ago and decided if I didn't do something about my single status now; it'd soon be too late. And in the shape that I'd been in the only women I'd have any chance with were the ones that I didn't really want any chance with. So here I was, I began to drift in and out of thoughts, the relationship that destroyed my sense of self. And how eating became my only pleasure, I guess when things get bad for me or I’m under a lot of stress I tend to eat. And now I had to deal with the resulting weight gain and all the shit I did to run away. I was just ashamed of it all now. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices approaching. Female voices, not little girls either. I started to get nervous; I didn't want anyone to see me, not until I was ready. Granted I may never have been ready, at least not mentally. In school I was an athlete and all the working out and physical work had come back, I didn’t forget how to ride that bike. It was just my mind that refused to follow. I turned down the volume to hear better, and shit, sure enough they were setting up right next to me. Big beach with a lot of empty spaces and they have to set up right next to the only other person on this part of the fucker. Great. I shut my eyes tighter but kept the volume down, all the way down so I could hear them better. I tried not to look but their faint voices sounded good. “A had this guy Friday cum in his pants.” “Uh-huh.” “It was gross.” “I love it when they do that. I know they get off looking at me, but when they cum I know the dance is good too. Everyone notices the wet spot, and wants a dance and then I get tipped a more. I jerked a guy off the other night and got 150 bucks on top of what her paid for the dances.” “Well you’re your still lucky you don’t have to deal with it now.” “I still do the VIP, I make almost as much in the VIP, as I do just featuring. Besides I love doing lap dances.” I was so self conscious I was almost shaking. I turned the volume back up afraid I’d drop a load in the sand if I heard anymore. Don't look at me, I kept thinking. And then I opened my eyes a crack and looked slowly in their direction, and my heart immediately started thumping at warp speed threatening to burst through. I felt the blood rush right to my cock, and my mouth getting dry, Christ control yourself. But it was beyond my control, because standing there was two of the hottest women I'd ever seen. Right out of the pages of Playboy. God that sounded lame, but true. Just . . . perfect. I tried to turn my head away, but again it was beyond my control. I could feel my member trying push its way through the blanket and burrow in the sand. One was blonde, and the other had darker hair, light brown, strawberry blond or maybe even auburn, was hard to tell in the bright sun. The blond started to take of her shirt, I found myself paralyzed. I was so afraid of her catching me staring at her and getting pissed. Yet I was unable to look away. Once her shirt was unbuttoned she started to take it off, she had on the sexiest gold metallic bikini top. WOW, this could not be real. She said something to her friend who was also removing her shirt, revealing a pink Lycra sliding strap micro bikini. The one with the darker hair had her sunglasses up on her head pulling back her hair, so I could see where she was looking. The other one had her sunglasses on, so I couldn't see where she was looking. Her head moved fractionally in my direction then she looked back at her friend and said something that I couldn't hear. Then the other one smiled and turned her head in my direction she looked right at me. Or through me, straight into my eyes. I was the deer in the headlights, all thought ceased. And then she winked. What? Who? What? Did I just imagine that? I smiled tentatively, like a dork. But she didn't seem to mind. She said something, uh to me. I couldn't hear her too well. Dumb ass, I took my headphones off. "Huh?" I stuttered. "Do you mind if we set up here?" She said. What are you kidding me, I would pay, I'd give you my house, my car if you'd set up here. But another voice in my head was afraid and very self conscious. "Sure, that's fine." I replied like a dope. "Thanks." The other one said smiling. And then they started to remove their shorts. OH! MY! GOD! One had a thong and the other a G-string a slight but distinct difference between the two, right here on the public beach. I felt myself stiffen more. My hole got a little deeper. They bent over while setting their blanket up, the darker haired one bending over right in front of me. I could see the outside of her pussy lips hanging over the sides of her G-string. I wanted to reach out and touch her ass, but I didn't think I had enough money for bail on me. I needed to regain my self control this was too much, I think if I had stared any longer my head would've exploded. So I turned my head and shut my eyes. And then "Um excuse me?" Huh who? Me? I turned and sure enough the darker haired one was looking at me. "Yeah?" "Would you mind rubbing some suntan lotion on us?" Oh for real, I mean for Pete's sake. My mouth got so dry I couldn't speak for a minute, and I could feel sweat break out on my forehead. And heat in my cheeks, and I new I was blushing. "UHH, mmhmmm, excuse me. Sure I would love to." I managed to croak out, after clearing my throat. I stood up on weak knees, I actually started to tremble. I concentrated, trying to control it. I felt like such a hard on, speaking of which I had completely forgotten mine. So here I am standing in front of two of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, who asked me to rub suntan lotion on them, with a big fucking hard on sticking straight out, and the stupidest, grin of embarrassment on my face. God I couldn't believe how bad I was fucking up the chance of a lifetime. I looked down at it, and then I looked up at them with a sheepish smile on my face. The one with the lighter hair was getting something out of her beach bag, and seemed not to notice. And the one with the darker hair was also looking elsewhere, Thank GOD. I turned so I could approach them from behind so my cock would be out of their line of site. "What's your n . . .?” The darker haired one asked looking back and up at me. Her eyes moved up until they seemed to focus on my hardness. I stopped, and just stood there frozen. "Name?" She finished. Her gaze traveling up my body, leaving me feeling exposed and silly. And when her eyes met mine she smiled, cool I won't be getting smacked. "Um, sorry, it, uh it's just. You know um I was thinking about" "Me, I hope." She said and smiled again. Wow, I smiled back, okay that hurdle jumped. "Here." The other girl said turning around to hand me the lotion and catching a full look at my cox. "Oh!" She said and smiled,”Look he's already to go." And they both laughed. Ha, ha I silently laughed and felt like a jackass. "Thanks." I said reaching for the bottle, she brushed my hand with her forefinger and felt him give a little jump, if you know what I mean. And the closer I got to them the harder I seemed to get. No control whatsoever, pathetic. She looked right into my eyes and smiled. I looked to the other one and said, extending my hand, and told her my name. And asked for her name. "Erica." She said taking my hand in hers, man her skin felt good and this was just her hand. But hey a lot can be accomplished just with her hand. "Heather." The other one said once again extending her hand. "Nice to meet you, both.” "You too." They replied in sync. "Okay who's first?" I asked, looking from one to the other trying to keep my eyes on their faces and off of their asses. They looked at each other and smiled and then looked up and me and Erica said "It's up to you." Fuck put me on the spot why don't you? "Um, well I could do both at once. Because if I have to decide I'll be like the donkey half way between two buckets of water." They looked at each other raised their eyebrows and smiled again. At least I was making them smile, that's good right? "So you’re pretty talented, I mean being to please two women at once." Heather said. I felt like I had sunburned my face I was blushing so much. “Ha I wish." I said, and then mentally kicked myself in the ass. But this produced a chuckle from both of them. "You could do me first." Erica said. Yeah, I'd love to do you. "Aww," Heather said while pushing out her lips in a pout, the sexiest fucking pout I'd ever seen. I put my feet on both sides of Erica's but and then slowly straddled her. I couldn't help looking at her but, wow. And those tight firm legs, you could tell she definitely worked out a lot. I put some lotion on my hands and then rubbed them together, and started to go to work. And they second my fingers met her flesh I thought I was going to cum in my pants. It felt like intense electricity passing through my body, electrocuting me with desire. I know it sounds silly but that's how it felt. I worked her back; I massaged trying so hard to make sure it felt good to her. God knows it felt great to me. "Could you get my but and my legs to." Nice! Of course, I moved my hands down the small of her back, and just before I got to her but I applied some more lotion to my hands. And then I started on what was the firmest hottest ass it's ever been my pleasure to touch. I was in heaven, I rubbed and massaged, and wow it felt great. "Mmmmm that feels sooo good." She moaned, increasing my blood pressure even more. I eventually had to move down and do her legs, I would have loved to have worked on her but for a few days, but I think she'd have been onto me before then. "Okay you can do my front now." Huh, what? Who? What? When she rolled over beneath me and I saw her full front. The first thing I noticed was her lips. She had the most awesome lips, and then my gazed moved down to her breasts. And I could feel wetness beginning to spread across the front of my bathing suit. My hardness throbbing threatening to bust out. Was this real. "Start with my legs and work your way up." "Okay." I said never taking my gaze off of her. I worked my way up to her belly. It was so firm and hard. And god did I want her. I hesitated as I came close to her boobs not sure if I should do the outside parts that were showing beneath the skimpy pieces of cloth covering them or if I should just do above them, between her boobs and her neck. "Don't forget these." She said in a sexy, husky voice moving the cloth covering each boob to the side, like a curtain. My heart did flip flops. I looked into her face; she was looking at me expectantly. Seducing me just with her stare, she needn't have bothered. She owned me. I reached forward slowly and took them in my hands and started to rub them. Squeezing the nips a little. She started to rub my leg with her hand. I knew she had to notice the throbbing of my cock in my shorts. I hoped she couldn't see how wet I'd gotten, although at this point if we had packed it up and called it a day I'd still have a memory to last a lifetime. She worked her hand into the bottom of my trunks, squeezing my leg and working toward my dick. I just kept on doing what I was doing, going with it, where ever it may lead. Then she motioned me forward, I leaned forward and she put her lips to my ear, at the same time her hand made contact with my dick. I let out a little moan. "Oh yeah you like that baby?" She whispered in my ear. "Yes." I sighed, barely audible. "Would you like some release?" She asked. "Yes please." Again almost under my breath. "Hey what about me, I'm going to burn, before you get her done." I'd forgotten that Heather was even there. And that truly said something about the current state of affairs, if I could completely forget a woman as beautiful as she was. "Just a minute." Erica said with a touch of facetious impatience. I moved over to her, Erica releasing her hold on my cock. She put her finger to her mouth and sucked off the little bit of liquid I left on it. Like she was giving it head. I was transfixed by the raw sensuality of her lips. I absently began rubbing lotion and Heather's back. Although my mind was on Erica's face, I still managed to do a pretty good job. And Heather too, let out little moans, "Yeah that feels so good. He's really good with his hands huh?" "Yeah he is." I think I was blushing. Heather was still on her belly and I moved down her back, once I got to her but. I paused, this was a different girl, and maybe she didn't want me rubbing her but. And I certainly didn't want this to end by doing something stupid. But I looked at her firm perfect ass and I could not help myself I began to rub the lotion in. Her bottoms were thong or Tonga (whatever), not G-string so the strip was wider than Erica's but still revealed each cheek in all its glory. I went down her legs to her feet doing both sides of her legs as I worked. Enjoying every inch of them. I worked my way back up applying a second coat I guess, and once my erection was directly over her ass she pushed it up right into my cock. Causing a gasp to escape me, with it in between her cheeks she started to move her ass up and down the length of it. I almost passed out. I began to move my hips grinding myself into her, and with no warning she stopped and rolled over. She looked up at me through her long lashes, licked her lips and said "could you do the front now." I just nodded. I started on her hot stomach, hard too. But not quite as muscular as Erica's, still very nice. And then she pulled her top up revealing her boobs. I instantly reached for them, all hesitation gone, replaced with pure desire. I massaged and caressed, she started rubbing my hardness through my shorts. I involuntarily moved my hips back and forth. I started moaning, "Yeah, oh god yeah that feels great." "He's starting to get burned." Erica said” we’d better get some lotion on him." "Roll over darling." Heather said and we switched places. I lay on my belly and they began to rub me all over with lotion. Erica took the bottle moved the cloth covering her boobs to the side and dumped lotion on them. Then she leaned forward and began to rub them up and down my back, while Heather did my legs. Heather pulled my shorts down and started to rub my but. It felt so good. "Roll over we need to get the front." Erica commanded. "Yes ma'am." I replied. "See he's learning." She said and they chuckled a little. My pole was now standing straight up in the air. I couldn't have hid it if I'd wanted to. I'm not packing major heat or anything, but when you're that hard it's impossible to hide. Erica started with my chest teasing and pinching my nipples while Heather worked her way up from my feet. My shorts looking like they were dancing to some beat only they could hear. Thump, thump thump. In tempo with the music from my heart beat. And then they both worked their way to either side of my shorts. "Hmm we don't want his dick to burn, do we?" "Oh no not his dick." Heather replied. Erica then leaned forward till our noses were almost touching and her hair fell forward creating a little closed off space with only our faces. Heather was massaging my thighs while Erica reached in my shorts and started caressing my hard dick with the lotion still on her hand. It felt great. "Would you like me to put my lips around it?" She whispered right in my ear. Licking the outside of my ear with her tongue after she spoke and then swirling it around until it was in my ear. "Please," was all I could get out. "Please what?" She asked again whispering in my ear. "Oh please suck it." I moaned. "Oh yeah you want me to suck it?" "Yes please." I said more urgently. She then kissed her way over to my lips and kissed me very softly, very seductively. I felt her tongue on my lips and I opened my mouth and we kissed passionately. I almost wondered if she left some of her lipstick, but this probably entered my mind much later, because she had such bright lipstick on. She started to kiss her way down my chest, swirling her tongue over my nipples, down across the flatland of my belly, to my waistband. She slipped both of her hands inside my waistband and started to pull them down, covering my nakedness with her hair as she did so. Once they were just over my cock and resting below my balls, she again started kissing her way down. I felt her breath on it. And it jumped in response, I no longer felt Heather on my legs, she had stood up. My attention was focused solely on what Erica was doing. I wanted to burn this into my memory. I'd never have to get laid again, just so long as I remembered this. Then she wrapped her fingers around it and brought it to her lips, kissing it lightly on the head. Licking the precum, and then slowly putting her lips around it. I felt the suction and her head started to move up and down, side to side. I could see my girth outlined in her cheeks, and her lips puffed out over it. When she brought her head up I could just barely see the foreskin, before it was again swallowed up. And then a shadow blocked out the sun, I looked up and Heather was lowering herself over my face. Moving her bikini bottoms to the side as she did. I smelled the wonderful musky sent of her pussy and stuck out my tongue to meet it. I kissed it, and ran my tongue around the outer lips to her inner giving her light kisses and sucks as I moved it. She began letting out small moans of ecstasy, matching my own. I kissed my way back in looking for her love button. I found it with my tongue; I sucked it in deep and then began to lick it hard, moving out a little at a time until I could just barely feel it on the tip of my tongue flicking it. She was really moaning now "yeah baby, oh yeah almost there don't stop baby." But that's exactly what I did; I ran my tongue over her lips again and penetrated her with it. And then kissed her inner thigh, as her hips bucked and she said more urgently. "Oh no don't baby, lick it. Please lick it." I resumed my attention to her clit. Her hips moving it back and forth over my tongue. I felt Erica's mouth come off my dick; I didn't feel anything for a minute. And then it felt like she was covering it. I looked down and she was putting a condom on, then she moved her G-string to the side, grabbed my dick and lowered her hot box onto it. Her and Heather leaned towards each other and kissed passionately, deeply. Heather started to cum, "Ohh yeah baby, fuck yeah, lick that clit. MMMMHMMMM. Oh yeah it feels so good." I felt how wet she got; I continued to lick as her body began moving spasmodically. Erica was grinding back and forth, grinding her clit into me as she fucked me. She too was moaning, not too loud just loud enough for me to hear. "Oh yeah fuck me, Do you like fucking me? Huh." "Oh yeah, I love it. Mmmm you’re so fucking hot." "Yeah." She started Cumming. She began bucking, moving spasmodically as Heather still was. And then they kissed again. Heather stood up and Erica pulled my still hard dick out herself. "Didn't you cum baby." Natural Tan "No," I said "But that's okay." "No it's not." She said. And they put their heads on either side of it, removed the condom and began to stroke it. Right out here on the beach, it was fucking great. They put their lips on the base and licked all the way up to the head. They each sucked on a side of it. Kissing and flicking with their tongues taking turns putting it in their mouth. Before pulling it out licking down to the base. "You wanna cum on my tits?" Erica asked. "Yeah." She put between her glistening melons, stroking if with one hand while pushing her tits in to it with her other hand. And then everything went red, and then went dark and I began to cum. I'd never cum that hard or long in my life. It seemed to just drip off of Erica's well oiled boobs. Shot after shot of it. “Oh yeah, cum for me baby. Oh yeah.” "Oh shit!" Heather said. We both looked up and saw two blue uniforms running down the beach towards us. They appeared to be yelling but were still too far away to hear clearly. We grabbed our stuff and bolted for the stairs back up to the parking lot. "Where are you parked?" Erica asked. "By the road." I said. "You'll never make it just hop in with us." "Okay.". . . Natural Tease A heartfelt thanks to Pure for the editing. You're there right when I need you. :) ~~~~~ "Leigh! You finished?" came floating in the open door as I leaned in closer to the mirror and whisked the brush through my hair one last time before tying it into a high ponytail. "Coming," I answered. Applying a dash of lip gloss, I moved back to look at the entire image. The white, tiny halter top reached just below my breasts and was covered by a sheer see-through shirt on top to keep off the direct sunlight. Red shorts stretched tightly over my hips as I sat on the little bench before the mirror, the legs emerging from them, long and perfectly tanned. I had applied the minimum of make up; because I'd be a whole day out-of-doors, if I indulged in it, I'd be stickily sweaty in less than an hour. I knew I looked good. Perfect for teasing Vince all day. Vince was my co-worker and friend. I had been attracted to him for a long time but had not made any advances because I knew he was in a relationship. Recently though, he'd broken up, and after waiting for a decent while, I knew I had to go after him before he was snapped up by someone else. The plans to seduce him were formed since he had suggested a weekend hike on a trail we'd both been on before. Eager to begin my assault on him, I quickly tied a handkerchief over my hair, and walked out. Vince was waiting with the backpack in one hand. A tight grey t-shirt hugged his torso and showed off his muscled abs nicely. I was a little surprised to see him in jeans because shorts were our usual attire for the outdoor days. I looked pointedly at the jeans and then raised an eyebrow at him. He shrugged. "I'm wearing shorts underneath. Might peel off the jeans later on." We set off in the open-top jeep. The rushing wind skimmed over my bare legs; goose pimples popped up all over my skin and my nipples took notice of the fact. I seemed to be aware of every inch of my body, and when Vince's hand brushed the outside of my thigh while shifting gears, I sighed. He turned his head and looked over at me. I smiled at him and tried to cool myself, not wanting him to know what I was up to just yet. A little innocent teasing would make him squirm in his pants; and I wanted him to. We reached the beginning of the trail in the mid-morning, and set off immediately. It was a long one and we needed to hurry if we wanted to make it back before sundown. Staying in the cabin half way up the trail was not in our plans... well, definitely not in Vince's plans. I could hope. As we trudged up the narrow, rough track through the towering trees and rich green undergrowth, I was almost lulled into a daze. The weather was humid and warm under the trees, making half my mind drift off into a lazy slumberous state. The other half concentrated on putting one step ahead of the other, my gaze fixed on the bobbing ass in the tight jeans one step ahead. I ran right into Vince as he stopped suddenly. My arms went around his waist to steady myself. "What's going on?" "Just thought we'd stop for a drink," he said, amused. The drink of glucose mixed in water was to keep us from dehydrating in the warm weather. Vince handed me the bottle after taking a swig, and I drank a few sips, a few drops of the sweet water dribbling down my chin. I saw Vince gazing at the corner of my mouth as I surreptitiously watched him from beneath my lashes as I screwed on the cap of the bottle. "Here," I said, holding the bottle out to him. He quietly took the bottle from me and stuffed it back into the backpack. Throwing the straps on to his wide shoulders, he took off without a word. We came to a grassy clearing after some time and stopped for lunch. I lowered my tired butt on a flat rock, thankful for the break as the pace was getting to me a little by then. A rest would be good. Vince settled onto the ground, facing me, the backpack between us. He rummaged inside to come up with foil wrapped sandwiches. Handing me one, he peeled his and started eating it. Two bites later he noticed that I hadn't opened mine. "What's the matter?" he asked around a mouthful. "Just getting my breath back." The real reason was that I couldn't stop watching him. He looked utterly desirable with his attention focused on satisfying his hunger, a sweat-soaked lock of black hair falling over his forehead. His skin was shining from a fine sheen of perspiration, his t-shirt wet down the middle of his chest. My eyes strayed down to his groin, the legs spread open as he was sitting cross-legged. The jeans were tightly snug, outlining his... I swallowed. This would not do. My plan was to make him want me, not the other way around. Lazily, I started opening the buttons down the front of my shirt. Vince noticed when I shrugged out of it, my full breasts pushed out towards him as I shook off the sleeves with my hands behind my back. Innocently, I brushed my hand over my breast while throwing the shirt on top of the backpack between us. My nipple reacted, faintly discernible against the fabric of my top. I started opening the foil around my sandwich and noticed that Vince had stopped eating his. "What's the matter?" I asked him this time. He came out of the trance, guiltily meeting my eyes. "Nothing," he murmured. "Well, eat then," I threw back and smiled inwardly. I finished before him and stretched my legs out to one side, propping myself up on my hands on the ground behind me. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, relaxing, and rolling my head around on my neck sensuously. I knew my breasts were sticking out; and I knew Vince was staring at them. The nipples hardened gradually and poked out through the material covering them. I could feel the puckered up centres brush against the cloth with every breath I took. It was exquisite torture; and I knew Vince was going through the same thing. "Ready?" I spoke with my head still thrown back. "Huh? Yes." I moved my legs closer to myself gracefully and got up, throwing my arms up into the air, stretching. Stomach sucked in and breasts thrown out, I stayed that way for a moment before letting myself go loose. Vince shifted his eyes off me immediately when I looked down at him. "Water." I extended my open hand to him. He handed me the bottle and I started drinking. Water spilled out and seeped down my chin, cooling my neck and disappearing into my top, then trickling down the valley between my breasts causing me to stop drinking and recoil from the icy coolness. With my left hand there, I rubbed the place vigorously, trying to take the edge of the cold, wet feeling. All the time, I could feel Vince's eyes fixed on me. "I'm such a klutz," I muttered, smiling down innocently at him. Without replying, he ducked his head and started gathering up the things. I held out my hand for him when he was ready to get up. He hesitated for a moment before putting his hand into mine. I pulled and leaned back, throwing all my weight behind me. Vince was pulled off the ground into a standing position. When I didn't stop pulling, he fell against me, his arms going round my waist to stop me from falling backwards. His leg behind me, he caught me in mid-air. Waiting like that for a moment, like I was surprised, I took the opportunity to stare right into his blue eyes, mere inches from my own. They were gorgeous, a deep blue; the black of the irises extending into the blueness in sharp points. The blue eyes blinked as they looked down at me. I realised I was supposed to move. My hands went around him, clasped around his firm back. I heaved myself up, pressing into his body for a second before moving back and giving him an apologetic smile. "Sorry." "It's okay." His voice sounded gruff. We set off down the trail, this time I led the way. I knew Vince was aware of me as a woman by then. I thought about his eyes on my firm ass in the tight, red shorts, swaying just in front of him; my naked waist with the spine bisecting it; the ponytail bobbing up and down with each step, reaching to the nape of my neck. I hoped he was suffering. Suddenly, I remembered the morning's incident and without warning, bent down double right in the middle of the narrow trail, my butt sticking out in the air. As I had hoped, Vince ran smack into me. "Sorry." I turned around and caught him pulling down the ends of his t-shirt, hiding... what? "Should have warned you. I wanted to pluck that cute little flower, that yellow one." I pointed to a tiny bloom off to the right of the path. "It's okay," Vince muttered, almost inaudibly. His jaw was clenched. He was taking deep breaths. I frowned at him and put a hand on his arm. It was hot. "Are you okay?" I asked him, a picture of friendly concern. "Yes, I'm fine." I looked at him for a full minute. He started fidgeting, moving from one foot to the other. "Shall we continue?" "Sure. I'm fine," he repeated. We began walking again. The silence between us zinged with sexual tension. I could feel it, but acted innocent and unaware while enjoying it immensely. Vince didn't seem to be in the mood for talking, and we walked for a couple of hours, a silence stretching between us. We came to the halfway point where a stream ran across the trail. Hikers were supposed to wade through the waist-high water. Vince and I took off our backpacks and holding them above our heads, started walking into the water. A few steps into the stream, I simply bent my knees and sat down with a sharp ,"Aaahhh." I was immersed up to my neck in the cool water. Vince turned and started to come toward me, but I rose up immediately, the water coming down my body in huge rivulets, soaking my clothes and making them stick to my body. The white top turned translucent. My brown nipples clearly visible, poked straight out, from the shock of the cold water. Vince stopped and stared. I bit the inside of my cheek as I tried to hold back my laughter on seeing the look on his face. He looked like he was zapped. And I guess he was. Holding out my hand to him, I put on a pained expression. "I think I twisted my ankle, Vince. Would you help me out?" Grudgingly, Vince came toward me. I draped my arm over his neck and he put one hand around my waist as we hobbled to the other side. I put most of my weight on him, leaning into his warm, hard body as we crossed the stream. As soon as we were on the other side, he tried to move away but I held on to him, ignoring his efforts. "Just look out for a place to sit," I instructed as we moved along, squeezed together on the trail made for one. A little further, we came to an outcropping of rocks, and Vince led me towards it, helping me to sit down on it. He then crouched down in front of me. Having taken off my shoes, he started probing my ankle. I let out a suitable "Ouch" when his nimble fingers pressed into the skin. "Does it hurt?" "Yes." "A lot?" "Well, kind of. Though I think I'll be okay in some time," I said, trying to sound brave. "No way. You're not walking on that ankle," Vince pronounced. This was what I had wanted! "Then how...," I trailed off. Vince looked grim. "I'll carry you." "No, of course not." I was firm, but not very. "No arguments. We'll go up to the cabin and... see what we can do. It's a few minutes down the trail." And that was that. Vince heaved me up in his arms. One hand supported my back and ended just under my breast, the other went under my knees. I felt almost sorry for the guy; until he stumbled a bit on something on the trail and my hand immediately went around his neck, pushing my face into him. I breathed in his maleness. My lips brushed against the tendons standing out, and I slipped my tongue out and licked my lips. He was salty. Something kicked in the pit of my stomach. I held my breath for a moment before letting it out in a long sigh. "You okay?" "Mmmm." "Hurts?" "No." "Then?" "Nothing." I bet he was puzzled. How was I supposed to tell him I was totally aroused by his nearness? We came to the cabin. Vince took me inside and lowered me on to the polished wooden floor. There was no furniture. There was a tiny basin in one corner with an empty bucket next to it. Walking over to the bucket, Vince picked it up and escaped out the door without meeting my eyes. "I'll get some water to wash." I looked around. It was somewhat clean. Well, not dirty anyway. I got up and walked over to the window; I could see Vince walking away toward the stream, the empty bucket swinging in his hand. Long, easy strides, straight, firm back and that butt! My nipples reacted. If that was something to be aroused about, I was totally unprepared for what came next. Vince reached the edge of the stream, set the bucket down and began stripping. The jeans came off, exposing lean, muscular legs. The grey shirt was next. I was hoping and praying for the briefs to come off when he suddenly whirled around and looked back toward the cabin. I jumped away from the window with such force that I almost lost my balance. I gave him a minute before peeking out again. He was nowhere to be seen! I moved closer to the pane and peered out, scanning the area. Ah! There was a swell in the smoothness of the water and a head bobbed out. Vince took his time washing off the sweat and dirt of the day while I watched him stealthily. At last, he started wading out. I gasped. The briefs were off! I was sure my mouth was hanging open as I watched Vince walk towards his pile of clothes, totally naked. Every inch of my body reacted; I felt I'd almost have an orgasm right then. Calming my overheated body, I watched him get dressed, and fill the bucket. Scooting over to where he had left me, I sat down heavily and attempted to get my mind off fantasies of the naked body. It didn't work. Vince walked in the door and I stared at him, dry-mouthed. He put the filled bucket in the corner, then came and sat down on his haunches next to me. "How's the foot?" he asked, laying his hand on my ankle. I wrenched my foot out of his reach like I was burned. He wrinkled his brow. "Hurts that much?" "Uh, no." I blinked. "Well, yes." I closed my eyes and took a breath. "Kind of." Vince was staring at me. "I'll see if we have anything to put on it. I think I should have something in my first-aid box." I stared at his back as he moved towards the backpack, and then abruptly shifted my eyes away from temptation. Presently, he came back with a tube. Crouching next to me, he applied a little liniment to my ankle. Started rubbing. "Th.. thanks, I'll do that," I stammered and tried to pull my leg out of his grasp. The grip around my leg tightened and he looked straight into my eyes; his silent gaze forced me into submission. I let him rub the stuff into my heated flesh as his other hand held my leg with the sole against his thigh. The hardness was apparent as I could feel the flexed muscles under my foot with every stroke of his hand on my ankle. I closed my eyes and swallowed, letting my mind centre on the feeling of his fingers moving over my hot skin. I don't know how long he kept at it; the time seemed to drag on. Eventually, I became aware of his fingers moving up... very slowly. Inch by slow inch, but surely. My lips parted just a fraction. My stomach tensed. My fingers started to curl involuntarily; I stopped them and held them rigid. When I could stand it no longer, I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was staring at me, his lips curved up on one side into a sexy half-smile. "This is what you've wanted since morning, huh?" The smile faded away; his eyes became intense. "You're going to get it." With that, his hand slid up my leg, lingering at the soft flesh behind my knee for a scant moment before gliding up over my thigh and stopping halfway. The thumb moved in lazy circles. I could feel every individual finger burning into me. I clenched my teeth and held back a "Don't stop." "All morning...," he breathed out the words softly. "You've been teasing me all morning. Want some of it back?" "No, please." It burst out. Vince smiled. "Please," I repeated. "Please what?" This wasn't going to be easy, I realised. Instead of answering him, I moved towards him, getting into a kneeling position before him. He looked pointedly at my ankle. "I thought so." Placing my hands on either side of his face, I kissed him to get his mind off my perfectly fine ankle and the long drawn-out tease session the morning had been. Vince didn't disappoint me. His arms encircled my waist and crushed me against him, then moved down to cup my buttocks and squeeze them hard. My hands moved to the back of his head and bunched around fistfuls of his half-dried black hair. This was going too fast. Every nerve in my body jumped as his mouth broke off mine and swept across my jaw, to my earlobe and took a playful bite before sucking on it hungrily. "Oh my GOD! Slow..." I moaned. "No way," he growled. "Go slow when you've been torturing me all morning? How much self-control I've had to..." His voice trailed off as I dragged his mouth back to mine and ravaged it. We were beyond control. Vince pushed me back roughly until I was lying back on the wooden floor. Single-mindedly, he started to strip the clothes off my body. He yanked the semi-wet camisole off, gritting his teeth and letting out an impatient noise when it snagged against my arms. Though I fully cooperated, he was too fast and impatient, and the little, red shorts tore as he opened the zipper and pulled them down my legs, and off. As soon as I was naked, his mouth dived down to my nipples, and he had me reduced to a writhing, moaning body in seconds. He was like a fanatic, sucking, pinching, kneading my breasts like crazy while I could do nothing but mutter incoherently while the assault continued. Just when I thought I could bear it no longer, one of his hands moved down, dipped into my navel, and continued downward, blazing a trail to my wet centre. The shock of his finger touching my clit sent me into an unexpected, shuddering orgasm which almost blacked me out. Thousands of stars exploded behind my tightly shut eyelids as I struggled to suck air into my lungs. My fingers fiercely clenched around handfuls of his hair. He realised what was happening and the finger stilled. One moment. Two. And then started moving with a frenzy which made me arch up into the air, bang into his body hovering over me and then fall back on the hard floor. I was aware of a distant pain, somewhere in the back of my mind, as my shoulder blades smacked against the wood. "OH GOD! FUCK ME!" I shouted. "Yes, baby." Vince closed his teeth around a nipple, adding to the sensations overwhelming my mind. I have no idea how long I remained in the state of heightened awareness where each touch, each movement stirred up a thousand feelings. When I finally came down, Vince was gently lapping at my breast, his eyes fixed on me. He stopped as my eyes lost the distant, dreamy look and focused on his. "Payback," he said with a satisfied smile. I shook my head from side to side, still unable to make my tongue move around in my dry mouth. I swallowed and licked my lips while concentrating on getting my breath back to normal. "Get you for this," I gasped out finally when I could speak. "Sure. Please do." Saucy reply. I took him at his word and threw him off me. The startled look on his face would have been comical if I had stopped to think, but I was too busy moving up on to his body which now lay flat on the floor. Not losing a moment, I grasped the ends of his t-shirt, yanked it over his head, and threw it aside. My hands roved over his chest; feather light fingers touching him, moving up and down over the firm muscles. My eyes moved away from his and wandered over his chest, attracted by the small, dense hairs, and peeking out from between them, one dark nipple.