The following morning, Wednesday, Roger found out that Mr Leeds did want to see him, so after the swim team practice, he went to the principal’s office.
“Good morning, Mr Denison,” Leeds began. “I’ve heard from Mr Winters that he’s had some problems with you; you hurt his wrist and you’ve disobeyed his requests.”
“Yes, sir, I did do those things. Did he tell you the entire sequence of events?”
“He told me that when he was trying to speak with you, you ignored him. He tried to get your attention by taking hold of your arm. He also is in charge of the Program here, and you were refusing to implement some of the Program rules.”
“Ah, okay,” Roger answered, “first. He grabbed my arm and pulled it. I was holding a timer in that hand; I was timing a practice race heat and watching the swimmers to check their techniques—cadence, stroke, that stuff. He interrupted me. He ignored my request to wait, so I removed his hand. I’m fairly strong; I may have used a bit too much pressure, but my concentration was elsewhere. Tell me, sir, if he were to try that with the football coach—let’s say he was watching the team run a complex play—and Mr Winters came up and tried to stick his face into the coach’s, what would have happened?”
“Ha. He’d be flat on his rear,” Leeds said, smiling. “I see. Same thing, right?”
“Yes, sir. We have so little time for practice; every moment is precious. I couldn’t stop the racers’ heat; they were doing a timed swim and that would have wrecked the morning’s practice schedule. As an administrator, he should have known that. Maybe he does now, I hope.”
“Yes, and the other matter?” Leeds asked.
“Okay, he expects the teams to play naked. That’s totally absurd. First, it’s not in the Program—other than as a suggested enhancement that schools can add as an option—and it’s absolutely insane to expect that sports be played without using the proper equipment. Every athletic sport requires the proper equipment and swimming and diving is no exception; even though the athletes seem virtually naked, the suits we wear are vital for protecting sensitive body parts as well as streamlining the body for proper performance. Try a naked racing dive, sir. I did, just once, and I still hurt after about three or four hours.”
“Mr Winters said that the ancient Greek athletes...”
Roger put up his hand. “Nothing like today’s sports, sir. The Greeks never had swimming competitions anyway, so he can’t use that as an example. But even when naked they used some protection. From their artwork, we can even see that sometimes the Greeks tied their penises up in certain cases, so we don’t know just how much they used protective gear. Try running a race with your cock flopping. After a while, it’ll start hurting. Was that what you wanted to see me about, sir? Those two issues?”
“Yes, basically. All the other coaches are up in arms about their teams, and the gym teachers are hesitant to try to enforce gym nudity.”
“You could have a real student rebellion if you tried that. I’ve heard that there’s already some kind of resistance shown by some students in their participating in the Program,” Roger commented.
“Yes, that’s happening now and seems to be spreading. Mr Winters tells me that he’s found the source of the resistance and will be suspending the students involved.”
“Tell me, sir, is that a wise move? Seems to me the result could be martyring them; then they’ll become the symbol of the resistance,” Roger said.
“That’s a good insight, son. He insists that it’s an appropriate step, though, based on how a lot of other schools have dealt with similar problems. He’s not made up his mind completely yet, so I’ll mention your comment to him. Well, that’s all I have. We’ll let these matters drop now, and I don’t believe that these issues will cause any further disagreement.”
“Okay, sir; thanks. Call me if you need to talk again; I generally can meet after morning practices. Have a good day...”
Roger left and called Cynthia as soon as he got out of the school.
“Hey, Cyn,” he said when she answered, “just spoke to Leeds and he said Winters is on the verge of suspending Kevin, maybe Denise too. If you see them at lunch—you’re going then? Okay, then tell them what I heard. See ya in classes later, sis.”
Kevin’s day in school was routine; Cynthia did stop into the lunchroom, and speaking to him privately, relayed Roger’s message.
“I guess he didn’t want to text you that, or send an email. Roger’s always been very security conscious over sending private stuff electronically,” she explained.
Then they went back to the lunch table, which had become an unofficial Program hangout.
“So any Program incidents today?” Cynthia inquired.
“No, but this is kinda gettin’ to be a pain,” Valerie complained. “I’m cold. I sit in class, shivering now; I can’t pay attention. I don’t know what’ll happen with the kids who have to do this in the winter.”
“In our North Carolina school they had to raise the heat in the classrooms,” Denise said. “Then the clothed kids complained that the warmth was making them drowsy. Nobody was happy.”
“Well, tomorrow I’m bringing a coverup,” Valerie declared. “I can’t afford to catch a cold and miss classes.”
Cynthia leaned over and whispered in Kevin’s ear, “Another item for the article.”
He nodded. Then Cynthia had to leave.
By Thursday afternoon, Kevin’s article was ready. It contained an outline of the Program’s proven shortcomings, showing how its objectives could not possibly be met, and citing the psychological damage suffered by many students. It gave the statistics of the adverse impact on average student grades suffered by students in schools where the Program ran, and mentioned the problems students experienced while participating. Then it explained the suggested resistance tactics and how all students could send a message to the school by taking part—those selected for the Program by refusing to participate, and others who could support and protect those who were compelled, for one reason or another, to participate.
With Jim’s—and probably his father’s—assistance, the substitute article was inserted into the uploaded file for the student paper. It was placed on page one with the headline, “Students Resist Naked Program.”
Kevin and Denise could hardly wait for the morning. It was a half-day of school; there was no swim practice and the morning dawned overcast and chilly. The two arrived at the school, planning to see how the Program kids were going to deal with undressing in the chilly morning air.
They didn’t undress outside; when the kids arrived, they simply bypassed the clothing boxes and went to their lockers where they stripped, leaving their clothes in their lockers. Then the two followed the group escorting the Program kids to the commons area to get their copies of the newspaper.
There it was, the article shouted from the front page with its bold, screaming headline. The newspaper was an immediate sensation and copies went flying out of the newspaper boxes. Soon some teachers appeared, curious about the commotion. Finally Leeds strode in, saw a paper, and turned bright red. He tried to confiscate copies and then attempted to grab the boxes of newspapers, but kids just hustled the extra copies away, and Leeds returned to his office carrying only a handful of copies.
During home room, Leeds announced over the PA system that the article had somehow been placed into the paper and that all students were ordered to ignore it, they were told to turn in their copies of the newspaper on pain of unspecified punishment, and that the Program would be continuing in the following week with no changes. He also promised that the parties who had sabotaged the newspaper would be punished.
But before the home room period was even over, news of the article, and copies of its text too, had already gone viral; kids had made photos of the article and posted the images on social media; mainstream news blogs were picking up the story and before the morning was over, several TV and radio news crews had arrived at the school, attempting to get details and people to interview. Gradually, news of the resistance movement began spreading across the country.
The kids in Denise and Kevin’s home room were bursting with excitement over the article; then the student who had taken the attendance report to the office returned with additional news.
“Guess what I heard? Leeds was raking Winters over the coals. It seems Winters was the last person to have opened and looked at the newspaper layout before it went to the printers and he had okayed it for printing. So Leeds told him that he either must have missed the Program article or thought it was okay to be printed that way! No one on the paper staff said they knew about it and the newspaper’s computers were clean—there wasn’t any trace of that article. Hot damn!”
Kids were still on their phones checking social media sites and following the progress of the news as the bell rang.
During their next class, Kevin and Denise were paged to the office.
Kevin grinned at Denise. “This is the new normal, just like our junior year. No day is complete without getting paged to the office. Watch—we’re suspended. I brought my little recorder along just in case. If I’m right, it’ll be very useful.”
Winters wanted to see them.
“Mr Coris, Miss Roberts. I’ve verified that the two of you were behind the Program resistance movement and I’m certain that you’re also responsible for that newspaper article, although I have no idea how you could have managed sabotaging the paper. I still hold you responsible for it. So as of right now, you’re suspended for a week pending my request to the school board to have you expelled.”
“Sir, we have the right to speak in our defense...” Kevin began.
“You don’t; you have nothing to say in your defense.”
“We also have the right to see a written copy of the offense for which we’re being suspended,” Kevin continued.
“I don’t have to give you anything. You will leave the school within ten minutes or I will have you charged with trespassing.”
“Okay, Denise, let’s go,” Kevin said, and they left, stopping back at their classroom to get their bags.
Kevin announced to the class, “We’ve been suspended by Winters for something—he won’t tell us what, but we think it’s because we’ve been talking to people about the Program. What do you guys think of that? Conviction with no evidence presented or any trial? We’ll be back soon, though.”
They left while the class broke up into an uproar and it was several minutes before the teacher could regain control of her class.
The two went to Kevin’s car from where he phoned Habers. His secretary told Kevin that he was in court but that he had already arranged for the temporary restraining order; she just needed to make a phone call to have it released. Kevin told her he was emailing Habers the audio clip from his verbal suspension order from Winters. About fifteen minutes later she called back.
“The TRO has just been faxed to your school; you can return now.”
Kevin thanked her, grinned at Denise, and they started back into the school. “Back into the fray, huh?” he said. “We’d better stop in the office to get a late pass.”
When they walked into the office and asked for passes, Leeds came out.
“You were suspended...” he began.
The secretary picked up a sheet.
“It’s a restraining order for them to return. Just came in.”
Leeds took it and read it. “Well, I guess you’re back in school. Shortest suspension on record,” he shrugged.
While they were getting their passes, they heard Leeds talking about them, to Winters, they figured. Leeds sounded quite angry.
Later, at lunch, the two were mobbed. As Roger had predicted, they had become minor martyrs in the anti-Program cause and most of the kids who tried to talk to them vowed that they’d never participate in the Program no matter what the threats. Some kids wanted to know how they could help in the anti-Program movement in other ways. It was at this moment that Cynthia appeared.
“Hey, guys, quiet for a sec!” Kevin called. Everyone fell silent. “I want to introduce one of the architects of the original anti-Program movement in the country. This is Cynthia Denison and she and her brother started the first movement in her school two years ago.”
Enthusiastic applause.
“This was in California, and her resistance was supported by her family, which happens to be a U.S. Marine family and the Marines helped Cindy and her school’s students in their resistance. Denise and I heard about how the kids in that school had successfully managed to all but gut the Program in that school, so we encouraged a lot of the kids here to do the same. That’s why they tried to suspend us, for talking about the Program. We learned that the best way to defend ourselves as students, to defend our rights as individuals, was to go on the offense, like the Marines do. When there’s a threat, they attack it before it causes them damage. So like the Marines, we’ll attack to protect our rights. Just say no!”
Everyone took up the chant, and Just say no! Just say no! Just say no! rang out in the lunchroom for about a minute. Then they broke into applause again.
Kevin spoke again, “So come Monday, everyone stands together, united, right?”
“Yes!” rang out.
It was an excited group of students that left the lunchroom when the bell rang, spreading the word throughout the school about the fully mature resistance.
When Kevin left school later, he had a message to call Habers, so he called back.
“Kevin, I didn’t have a chance to tell you that I certainly recall Cynthia and what she did for my daughter. I’m so delighted that you’re her friend and that I can help you. That audio file you sent was fantastic; your assistant principal broke state law in the way he tried to suspend you so I’d like to prepare a lawsuit against the school district on your and Denise’s behalf. We can meet to discuss it some time next week if you’re agreeable.”
Kevin was.
So they arranged a time to meet the following week.
When Kevin and Denise arrived home after the half-day of school, the others were getting ready to drive to the resort. The weekend weather was promising to be warmer with expected highs in the upper 70s. The four college students were very eager to learn about the reaction to the newspaper article and about the resistance in general, so on their trip south, Kevin and Denise related all of the day’s events.
“So they have no idea at all how the article got into the paper?” Tom asked.
“Someone heard that Leeds had the newspaper computers searched and didn’t find anything. Also, it seems that Leeds thinks that Winters was the last person to see the file,” Denise said.
“Probably it won’t occur to anyone that the file was changed after it went to the printer,” Kevin observed. “Because everything in it seemed to apply to Merritt, maybe they won’t think of outside tampering. After all, who else would care, except someone at Merritt?”
“Denise and Kevin are minor celebrities now,” Cynthia remarked. “They were surrounded by admirers when I found them at lunch—everyone was asking them about their suspension.”
“Yeah, I told Leeds that would happen,” Roger commented. “Winters is really a loose cannon; someday he’ll get into trouble.”
“Already happening,” Kevin remarked. “Habers wants to talk to me and Denise about suing them. He said Winters broke a few laws when he suspended us.”
“Cool!” Roger and Cynthia exclaimed.
“I don’t like the guy,” Roger said. “Neither do the other coaches, I heard.”
“Yeah, they don’t,” Cynthia agreed. “When he told the girls’ b-ball coach about his nudity idea for the team, she laughed in his face and sent him away.”
“So what’s this place like, Tom?” Denise asked.
“It’s pretty typical, I guess. Camping and RV sites, cabins, clubhouse, pools, sports facilities. There’s a lake, too, and boats there. A lodge for events. That kind of stuff.”
“Who goes there? I mean, the people? I’m trying to picture the kinds of people who’d want to be nude with other people,” she clarified.
“You’d be surprised—all kinds of people are nudists. Doctors, politicians, clergy, professors, farmers, office workers, students, shopkeepers, anyone. They all love the lifestyle; you’ll see,” he answered.
After they arrived at the resort at 3:40 in the afternoon and registered, Tom drove to their cabin. It consisted of a large single room which contained four full-size beds, a bunk bed, a kitchenette with a table and eight chairs, and a sofa. A door off of the room opened to a bathroom with a shower stall.
“Say, it’s still warm, we have a little time before supper—want to hit the pool?” Tom asked.
“Sure, but let’s get the food into the ‘fridge first,” Cynthia said.
They brought the food in, got the bed linens out of a cabinet and fixed up the beds, and then turned to each other expectantly.
“Hey, I just realized—even though it seems we’ve known Denise and Kevin forever, it’s only been a week. And with all the talk about the Naked in School Program, do you realize that we’ve never seen them nude, nor them us? Except in those pictures?” Cynthia grinned. “So it’s time for the grand unveiling!”
The others chuckled and began shedding their clothes and quickly all were nude.
Ayame, still modestly self-conscious, had turned away from the others as she undressed, but now fully naked, she turned and saw Denise.
“Aaahhh, oh my...” Ayame gasped as she looked at her. “Oh, so stunning! Denise is—oh my, how beautiful!”
Denise, eyes grown wide at the unexpected compliment, flushed, the glow rapidly spreading over her entire body.
“Oh, Ayame, thanks—but you’re very beautiful too, you know,” she demurred.
Then Denise noticed Tom and Roger. They were staring at her, mouths hanging open. Kevin was grinning widely as he took in the tableau.
Roger was the first to gather his thoughts.
“Ayame is right, Denise. My God, you’re the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen! Ayame, I’m sorry, I think you’re so beautiful; you know that. But goddamn, Denise, wow!”
Denise laughed. “Well, hey, you’re really embarrassing me by staring. And you’d better lose those hardons, you two, if you want to walk outside!”
Both boys were now sporting partial erections; they looked down at themselves in dismay.
“Shit,” Tom said. “Sorry, Cyn. I...”
“Hey, buster,” Cynthia interrupted, “it’s okay. You have the right to admire her. Hell, I think she’s gorgeous too. Kevin, wow, you’re a hellofa specimen yourself, you know. Shit, two super-hot bodies.”
“Thanks, guys. You should have seen what happened at our old school when she wore that kimono we told you about. She was like the Pied Piper... there was a line of boys trailing behind her wherever she went. Yeah, I’m really proud of her and can’t believe how lucky I am that she likes me.”
Denise went to him and wrapped him in an embrace.
“More than ‘like’ you, darling. I love you so, so much, you know.”
“Awww,” the others said, only partly sarcastically.
“I could say ‘get a room,’ but here we are in one... want to stay here while we go to the pool?” Cynthia kidded them.
“Okay, okay,” Kevin pouted. “Let’s just go, okay? Anything to stop the teasing. I think the four of you look awesome too; shit, you have such athletic bodies—and Ayame is like a doll, wow, what a cutie!”
Ayame giggled. “Kevin is so nice, but the staring is enough now! Let’s go out so he has others to stare at besides me!”
They all left for the pool, empty now as the other guests had all left to get ready for dinner, so the six splashed around for a while. Then they returned to the cabin and they all pitched in to make dinner, steaks barbecued on the grill outside the cabin and veggies prepared on the stove inside. After dinner, Tom suggested that they go to the beach at the lake and watch the sun go down.
“Last time we were here, we saw that,” he told Kevin and Denise. “It was really pretty—so romantic, too.”
Grabbing a few blankets, they walked the short distance to the beach.
“Hey, guys, the water’s still pretty warm,” Roger called after he went to the edge to test it. “I’m gonna swim out to the raft.”
He strode into the lake and began swimming and was joined by the others. They reached the raft and climbed up onto it; then they lay down on its padded surface.
“This is so nice, so peaceful,” murmured Denise after a while. “But I’m getting a little chilly.”
“C’mere, darling,” Kevin said. “Hold me and we’ll get warm.”
They embraced and then began kissing and the other two couples followed suit. Soon the three couples were kissing and caressing each other’s bodies; the boys’ rampant cocks were being fondled by their lovers while the boys were fingering soaking wet pussies.
“Ahh,” Ayame breathed. “Maybe we should go back to the beach? Sun is setting...”
The others looked up.
“Let’s go,” Cynthia called and dove into the lake, followed by the others.
They swam back to the shore and went to their blankets. Sitting closely together, sharing their body heat, the six watched the skies turn from blue to violet to indigo as the sun slowly sunk below the horizon.
“So pretty,” Ayame sighed as the beach was enveloped in shadows. “Eee! Roger, tickles!”
“What he do?” murmured Cynthia.
“Tweaked nipple,” giggled Ayame.
“C’mere, darling,” Roger groaned and pulled Ayame down onto the blanket.
“Aaahhh,” she sighed, as Roger fastened his lips to hers and they began kissing passionately.
Meanwhile, Kevin was embracing Denise as they sat on the blanket with her head resting on his shoulder. Then she turned her head and kissed him ever so gently on the lips, slipping the tip of her tongue between his lips and sliding it in and out in the most suggestive way. Kevin moved his hand to her breasts, stroking and rubbing her nipples, and then dropped it to her mons and began to rub his fingers up and down her already soaking labia, matching his strokes to the rhythm of her tongue.
Soon she pulled him down with her to lie side by side on the blanket. They explored each other’s mouths with their tongues and each other’s bodies with their hands. Kevin felt his cock throbbing, pushing hard against Denise’s hip. He was lying very close to Ayame now; their entire bodies were rubbing together. Suddenly he felt Ayame’s hand brush over his groin and lightly caress his cock; he now had both Denise’s and Ayame’s hands stroking his rampant erection.
“Aaaahh, Ayame...” he groaned.
She giggled. “Nice one, Kevin, such pretty cock...” she breathed, then turned slightly away and resumed kissing Roger while Kevin redoubled his efforts in lashing Denise’s mouth and lips with his tongue.
Denise, now in sole possession of his tool, teased him, “Show me what else you can do with that talented tongue,” she murmured into Kevin’s ear.
As she lay back and moved her legs apart, he rolled onto his knees and buried his nose in her vulva and inhaled the intoxicating scent of her passion. His tongue snaked its way into her moist, sweet-scented folds and began lapping up her juices. Denise began making little mewling sounds of passion as she held his head and pushed her sex into his face. Then Kevin began sucking on the hood of her clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, and he felt it slowly begin to peek out of its hiding place. His ministrations brought on a more passion-filled and urgent response as the first of several orgasms rushed over Denise.
“Aaahhhggg... Come on up here, Kevin! I need you inside me right now. I want as much of this beautiful cock as possible inside me for as long as you can keep it hard.”
Still holding his face in her hands, Denise pulled Kevin up on top of her body, bringing his pulsing organ in line with her hungry love channel. She reached down between her thighs and took it in her hand, rubbing its inflamed head between her lust-engorged labia and lubricating it with the slippery secretions that were flowing out of her body. Then she slotted its head into the opening of her cunt.
“Now, lover. I want it now, push,” she moaned and Kevin slid slowly in. “Oh, god, darling... Uuuhhh... you feel bigger than ever! Uuuhhh! You’re stretching me! Ahhh, too big, go slowly!” she gasped.
Kevin felt the extremely strong pressure that her vagina was exerting; it was truly a snug fit and he had to ease in and out several times before he was finally able to sink his cock totally inside her. Then Kevin became aware of Ayame’s leg and flank rubbing on him; he glanced to the side and saw her riding on Roger’s cock, pounding up and down on him. She noticed Kevin’s look and with an evil grin, leaned back and reached between Kevin’s thighs and stroked his balls.
“Uunnnnhhhh!” Kevin exclaimed as he jerked forward, eliciting a squeal from Denise.
Ayame caressed his balls several more times and then ran her hand up and down inside the crack of his ass and over his asshole, causing Kevin to buck hard into Denise again as she gasped with each thrust. Then Ayame turned her full attention back to Roger, dropping forward onto his chest and kissing him lustfully.
Kevin was luxuriating in the feeling of his cock as he slid in and out of Denise’s warm, receptive body; her cunt was gripping him harder than ever before and the sensations were making his entire body shiver in lust.
“Damn, Denise,” he gasped, “I’ve never felt anything this wonderful! Oh, I adore you, oh my god, so fantastic...” he moaned at the exquisite sensations that were making him feel a little light-headed.
Denise was breathing deeply and making rapturous sounds with every one of Kevin’s thrusts into her velvety tightness. Then Kevin began to pick up his speed, but Denise pushed up on his chest, stopping him.
“Aaaahh, lover, I need to be on top. Please let me? Lay on your back, Kevin.”
Wiggling his body in between Ayame’s, now on her back, and Denise’s, Kevin stretched out on the blanket with his cock standing rampantly upright. As Denise straddled his waist and guided him into her opening, Ayame reached over to Denise and stroked her tit and tweaked her nipple, giggling with mirth. Denise gasped and jerked at Ayame’s touch, plunging her hips down on Kevin’s cock and impaling herself so deeply that he stretched the far end of her love canal and hit her cervix.
“Waaggguuuuhhh,” she cried. “Ohmygod! Wooooo!”
Then she took a few tentative up-and-down movements, gyrated her hips once, and sighed.
“Ahhhh, so nice, so filled. You just lie still now and let me do the work, lover.”
Taking his hands, she brought them to her breasts, encouraging him to massage them gently and tease the nipples. Then she began to slowly ease herself up and down on Kevin’s shaft, gyrating her hips in small circles and squeezing his cock with her vaginal muscles. She watched his face intently and periodically stopped her movements when she saw that Kevin’s passion threatened to overcome his control.
Kevin watched Denise and reveled in seeing her excitement and enjoyment build; it was obvious from her deep, shuddering breaths, her flared nostrils, and the deepening color on her chest and face that he could just make out in the dim light of dusk. Denise slowly and passionately allowed her lovemaking to build to a peak, then she pitched forward onto his chest and began whipping her pelvis up and down on his cock. Suddenly she stiffened and her mouth opened in a voiceless scream.
“Eeeeeehhhhh.... ahhhhhhhh!”
Kevin was overcome with lust and passion and pushed Denise up and off him, twisted her around onto her back, and sunk himself back into her hot channel. Raising himself up on his arms, he looked down at the joining of their bodies and reveled at the sight of his cock riding in and out of her body. Now he began pounding into her with all the energy he could muster while she pushed her hips up into him, meeting his every thrust. Within a minute, they both exploded with an intensity that was beyond anything that they had ever experienced before.
Kevin collapsed onto his back in exhaustion and Denise snuggled against him, lying her head on his chest while their breathing returned to normal.
“Shit, was that so fuckin’ hot,” came Cynthia’s whisper. “My god, I practically creamed just watching you two... That was the hottest sex I’ve ever seen.”
Ayame giggled, “They made me orgasm by just watching! Denise turns me on so much!”
Roger groaned, “Hell, what happened to me? I just lost all control. Ayame, that was the hottest sex I’ve ever had! It felt like my whole being was just a cock plowing into a cunt!”
Kevin drew a shuddering breath. “Ahhhh, guys, it’s Denise... She has that effect; she radiates sexuality and lust when she gets going. She once made me cum without ever touching my cock.”
“Damn, whatever,” Tom groaned. “I never came that hard! I thought my brains were gonna come out of my cock this time. Wow...”’
“See, Denise, I told you, remember? You’re a sex machine,” Kevin chuckled. “And I felt like I was fucking a virgin, too! What the hell did you do?”
Denise sighed, “Ahhhh, it felt like you stuck a baseball bat in there, lover. It was splitting me apart but it felt so damned good. I don’t know what happened; maybe it was the cold lake water. Also, being so close to all of you—our bodies were touching and all the sexy sounds—I think I’m in love with all of you... Oh, my god, what did I say? I meant...”
“Shhhh, lover, I think we all feel the same way. We all made an intellectual connection soon after we met; then tonight we made an emotional—maybe even a sexual connection,” Kevin said softly.
“Yes, we did that,” Ayame agreed, “I even touched both in their sexes and it made me have an orgasm hard too,” she tittered.
“Well, I hope you can wait to go to up to the cabin,” Tom sighed. “I think my legs are a bit too unsteady to walk just now.”
The others laughed and agreed. But after about ten minutes of quiet conversation and gentle petting, the group began to get chilled, so they rose unsteadily, gathered up their blankets, and walked back to the cabin. After showering, they were fast asleep within minutes of lying down.
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