Skinny Dipping

The chain link fence was not difficult to climb, even for Amanda's less than svelte form. Truthfully, the barrier had always been a mere formality for the neighborhood youths, and summertime skinny dipping at the Mt. Jefferson Recreation Center was a time-honored tradition. Reaching the top, Amanda swung her thigh over the fence, taking care not to rip her new blue-jeans. Billy and Trevor, meanwhile, had already dropped to the ground on the other side and were tossing off their shirts as they raced to the pool. Traci and Denise, less carefully, followed their boyfriends over the fence and towards the pool. That left only Alex.

“Hey!” Alexandra looked up from the sidewalk. Apparently, they didn't climb chain link fences at three in the morning in the 'burbs. “Wait up!”

“Come on,” Amanda teased and playfully smacked her rump as she straddled the fence, “If I can get all of this over, surely your skinny ass can make it!”

“But you've done this before,” Alex laughed, pulling herself up a few rungs. From across the short strip of concrete, the remaining girls heard four loud splashes. With Amanda's vocal encouragements, Alex surpassed the top rungs, and the two girls jumped to the ground and began unbuttoning pants and blouses. When they reached the deep end, the teens peeled off their bras, dropped their drawers and plunged underneath the icy water.

“Look everybody, Amanda's showed up,” Trevor laughed, “and she brought her own life jacket!”

“Fuck you, little dick,” Amanda flipped him off. It was an old joke, but part of the tradition, at least since eighth grade. She looked over at Alex, who was doing an excellent job keeping her whole body underwater. Of course, she didn't have to contend with extra large flotation devices. Alexandra caught her eye and smiled.

Together, the six teenagers splashed and goofed around for a while until, with the inevitability of oppositely charged particles, petite Traci and redheaded Denise began floating closer to their boys' athletic bodies. Before long, the two pairs were making out at the edge of the pool. Amanda grew bored and decided to grab the spotlight for a moment:

“Hey, Alex!” she yelled, leaping out of the water and grabbing two piles of clothing, “Looks like you've got a long walk back to the 'burbs!”

“You bitch!” Alex screamed and the chase was on. Behind the two girls raucous laughter followed. Amanda broke for the building that housed the bathrooms and changing rooms, then slipped around the side and concealed herself in the shadows. As soon as Alex turned the corner, almost losing her balance in the process, Amanda grabbed her wet body and pinned her against the rough concrete wall.

“Oh, my god,” Amanda, breathless, said after their lips and tongues had disengaged. She grabbed a handful of butt in each palm before continuing. “You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that tonight,”

“About as long as I've waited to do this,” Alex laughed and buried her face between Amanda's chubby boobs. Amanda sighed and rubbed Alex's back as she felt the smaller girl's warm breath between her bosoms.

“We should probably get back,” Amanda said after they had made out for a while. “Before the others get suspicious,”

“Please,” Alex looked up from between Amanda's thighs and rolled her eyes. “Those horny toads are doing the same thing we are,”

“I know...,”

“We should tell them, Amanda,”

“I... I don't know if that's a good idea,”

“I'm tired of hiding, of sneaking around,” Alex stood up and stared into Amanda's eyes. “I love you and I don't care who knows,”

“So do I,” Amanda stared at the full moon over Alex's shoulder.

“But?”

“After graduation, we'll tell them after graduation,” Amanda stopped and looked at her beloved. Alex's perfect, satin lips pulled up into a knowing grin. “I'm sorry, I've known them my whole life,”

“Then what are you afraid of?” Alex pressed her body into Amanda's soft mass. “If they hate anybody, it'll be the 'preppy dyke' who turned you to the dark side,”

“Wouldn't that be ironic?” Amanda grinned, remembering her fumbling attempts at seduction and Alex's infuriating four-month naivety. All of which was absolved by a solid month of frenzied fucking. She tried to assuage her girlfriend with the careful application of tongue to earlobe.

“I'm serious,”Alex sighed, letting Amanda's kisses drip like pool water from her ear to her shoulder, off her stiff nipples. She knew where this conversation was going.

“So am I,” Amanda agreed by sucking on Alex's bellybutton.

“Oh, god!” Alex exclaimed, a little louder than she really needed to. Amanda's tongue had grown tired of navels and wandered south. Her girlfriend expressed her approval with guttural exhalation and a growing flow of earthy-tasting fluids. “Don't think this let's you off the hook, miss,” she said as she opened her thighs and ran her fingers though Amanda's hair.

THE END