Camp Bathhouse Chapter Two
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Ben and Amelie started to collect themselves and reassemble their clothes on their now naked bodies. There was an awkward silence in the air. So awkward you could almost hear it. At the moment I didn’t know what to think. Should I feel bad about the fact that my brother may have just ruined his whole life with the urge of one simple boner? Or should I just laugh about it? I was torn. Either way, I had seen more than enough, tonight, to last me for the next month of jerking off; shoot I might as well have just thrown my iPod away. I wasn’t gonna need it for a long time.
Right as Ben and Amelie sounded like they were about to start walking out of the bathhouse I heard some rustling outside my shower stall. The bathhouse itself was still very much outside and public and open to anyone and everyone. But, by this time me, my brother and my rightfully fucked brother’s girlfriend, assumed everyone had already been to bed. Or at least we all hoped so.
Ben and Amelie started to make their way outside the bathhouse which meant it was finally time for my escape. I quietly unlocked my shower stall door for the first time in what felt like hours.
I took a quick look around and once I saw the coast was clear I tiptoed outside and around the back of the bathhouse. But, I had to stop quickly because Ben and Amelie were already in Ben’s truck pulling out onto the camp road. I’m guessing they must have assumed that after all that time they had spent in the girl’s bathhouse that I would have walked back to our campsite.
Once they pulled away I was free to run my naked ass across the back of the bathhouse and back into the men’s bathhouse. I crawled back under my stall, the water had automatically turned off at this point. Grabbed my towel, wiped off all the now not-so-fresh jizz from myself, threw on some clothes and started walking back to the campground.
The next morning, Ben and Amelie were being real quiet around each other. You’d almost assume they were both getting sick. My parents didn’t seem to take notice but I did because every time I asked one of them to go do something with me they told me to go fuck myself - or at least Ben did. So, naturally, I decided that wasn’t the worst idea and started down for the lake, by myself. I figured not many people would be down there this early on a weekday morning.
On my way down to the lake, dressed in just my swim trunks and flip flops I saw this girl walking towards my direction. She looked like she was just going to walk right past me from the direction she was walking. But, from the looks of it, she was also wearing a bathing suit. A red one. A red, one-piece swimsuit. With white flip flops and aviator sunglasses. She was holding a towel. Shit. I didn’t need this right now. I just wanted to go down to the lake and float in the water for the next ten hours and not be bothered with any girls or boys or anyone.
But, just as I suspected, as soon as I made my left turn to the fork in the road that led to the lake she made a right turn and was just a few feet behind me. When I arrived at the lake I laid down my towel on the ground and decided to sit there for a few minutes to get some morning sun. Honestly, I just wanted a minute to clear my mind. But, here comes Ms. Sexy Suit plopping herself right down on top of her towel just a few feet to the left of me.
She was close enough for me to get a good look now. She was tan, really tan. Tanner than Amelie but she was small like Amelie. Cute perky boobs, probably B-cups and dark brown hair that went almost down to her ass. A teen, just like me. A hot, lonely teen, just like me. And of course it was just me and her, alone, but together at this lake. She took off her sunglasses and propped them on top of her head and said, “Hi.”
“Hey,” I returned shortly.
“Nice morning out here, huh?”
I could hear the slight country twang in her voice now.
“Yep.”
I could see out of the corner of my eye she was staring at me and shaking her head up and down. She had a closed mouth smile on her face like she knew a secret that I didn’t but she wasn't going to tell me.
“A bit sunny out here though, too.”
“Yeah there is a lot of sun around here,” I said.
“I have this lotion here, do you uh- would you mind?” she said as she motioned a bottle of suntan lotion to me. “You could use some yourself - after.”
“Oh no, I’m fine. Thank you.”
“Oh… okay then.”
“Oh no, I meant - um… I don’t need or want any but I could help you if you need help. I don’t mind that,” I said realizing how much of an ass I’d been to this girl just trying to be a friendly person.
“Oh!” she said with a chuckle. “That’d be great! Thank you!”
I got up from my towel and walked over to hers. She handed me the bottle of lotion. Her hands looked so small gripping the rather extra-large cylindrical lotion bottle. Her hands also looked very soft, as did the rest of her skin, I was now noticing.
“Just, on my back, if you don’t mind. I really appreciate it.”
“Yeah sure, no problem.”
I took the bottle from her and kneeled down behind her. I popped open the cap and squeezed some creamy white goo all over my hand.
“Uh - I might have squeezed too much.”
“Oh don’t worry! I have plenty more back at my camp.”
“Oh, okay. Are you here with your family?”
“Yeah, are you here with yours?”
“Yeah. I’m here with my parents and my older brother and his girlfriend.”
“Awh, that’s so nice,” she said, cutely.
I started applying the lotion to her back after rubbing it in my hands. I was right. Her skin was very soft and warm. I could see the tiny little peach fuzz hairs on her back and the back of her arms. I started to get a little aroused as I brushed back and forth against them with my lotion covered palms.
“And where’s your girlfriend?” she asked softly.
“Oh um - I don’t have one at the moment.”
“Really!” she asked, surprised.
“Yeah really,” I said back defensively. “Where’s your boyfriend?”
“I actually just broke up with my boyfriend before my family left for this trip because he wouldn’t come with us.”
“Really? Why not?” I asked.
“Why not, what?”
“Why wouldn’t he come?"
“Oh well, he’s never been very good at coming but he said my family drives him crazy and he didn’t want to spend a whole four days with them.”
“Ahh… sounds like you made the right choice then.”
“Yeah, I guess I did,” she said, as she turned her head a bit more towards me so she could present this thought directly to me.
I made sure she noticed that I noticed her and just smiled back. The quietness of the lake surrounded us. It was warm outside with the sun beating down on us but being close to the water made the air a bit more bearable. It wasn’t a very large lake, maybe about the size of a couple of swimming pools, but not big enough that you couldn’t see the opposite side if you stood at one end of it. Yep, just me and this new mystery girl, with her soft, tan skin, and me rubbing my hands deeper and deeper into her shoulders and upper back, with my penis getting harder and harder.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Reese,” Reese said, softly. “And what’s yours?”
“John, John Fears.”
“Nice to meet you, John Fears,” She said with a smile.
“Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
I just about rubbed my skin into hers before stopping to let her know her back was covered with lotion. She offered the lotion to me again but I refused. I wasn’t a sun lotion kind of guy. I stood up and walked back over to my towel all while tucking my boner into my swim trunks waistband. We sat for a while and enjoyed the silence of the lake and the distant chatter of the campgrounds about a half a mile behind us.
“You get along with your brother?” Reese asked by abruptly breaking the silence.
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Hm…” she started. “What about his girlfriend? What’s her name again?”
“Amelie,” I said.
“That’s right. You get along with her?”
“Yeah, she’s fine. Always been nice enough to me. My damn brother just always brings her along anywhere we go so any time spent with him is time spent with her.”
“And you don’t like that?”
“Well no I just - ya know…”
“Yeah, I get it,” she said. Then paused for a moment and turned her head away from me to look at the lake. “You’re jealous.” She said with a smirk.
“You say I’m jealous?”
“You sure are.”
“Of what?!”
“Of your big brother having a girlfriend and you ain’t got one for yourself!”
“That’s stupid!”
“Hm… is it though?”
“Yes! I’ve had plenty of girlfriends and I talk to girls all the time! I’m just not trying to be all tied down by them right now, that’s all,” I said, blatantly lying but asserting my position on the matter.
“Oh really? You’re just a little man whore then huh?” she said with an over-exaggerated giggle that made me swoon and angry at the same time.
“No! I just like girls!”
“Oh do you?”
“Well, yes…” I said almost mocking her.
“Why’s that?” she asked.
“Why’s what?” I asked.
“Why do you like girls?”
“Why..?”
“What, do you like about them?” she said now fixing her gaze on me almost in slow motion while at the same time turning her hips ever so slightly towards me as if to emphasize her tiny figure and subtle curves. She looked like a delicious, glistening, cherry on top of her white towel that may as well have been whipped cream. The red of her bathing suit perfectly complemented her skin tone.
“Um… I don’t know, the fact that they’re not guys,” I said bluntly.
“That’s all?” she asked with a disappointed shift to her face.
“Well I mean -” I started to try and rescue the conversation. “I like… small… girls,” I said slowly but surely.
“Small girls? Like how small?” she asked with obvious interest and slight confusion. I guess that wasn’t the answer she was expecting.
“Like about your size.”
What the fuck? Did I really just say that?
“Oh! My size? You like girls that are my size..? What exactly do you mean by that, Mister Fears?” she asked, leaning into her question by turning her body more towards me.
“I just - uh-” I said, with an awkward laugh.
Reese just smiled like she had caught onto a fish she had been trolling for, for hours.
“What else do you like about girls? You like them small… and... “ she egged on.
“Well, I guess I like girls that have a nice tan…”
“Mhmm… Kinda like mine, huh?” She said while pointing to her own arms and legs, running her palms down them as she gestured.
“Well yes, ma’am, you do have a very nice tan on you,” I said barely without stuttering. My cock was now beginning to develop a heartbeat of its own.
“Hm…” she giggled.
She began to take her flip flops off and lay them on the end of her towel. Her beautifully pedicured toes, painted a frosty white looked so attractive to me. She took a small deep breath. When she inhaled, her boobs increased about half a cup size and my cock increased half a soda can size. Then she actually moved her body into a crawling position and started crawling over to me. I was stunned at first. Was she really doing this? What the hell was she doing? What the hell is she doing right now?!
My heart pounded with every move she made closer to me. Once she finally got close enough to move her head next to mine, she did and rested her chin on my shoulder. She took in a small breath and whispered, “Any chance you like wet girls?”
“Yes ma’am I do,” I said, with a deep in and exhale.
Then, while still in a crawling position, she moved her head back and stared at me. Right in the eyes, just gleamed right into my soul. She eye fucked the shit out of me while slowly rocking her ass side to side behind her. She stayed there, just like that, looking like a cat about to pounce on a small mouse. Then, she got up slowly. Turned away from me and started walking towards the lake. She didn’t say anything. I didn’t say anything.
I just sat there with my arms propped up behind me keeping my body in an upright position with my legs laid out. She walked over the edge of the lake and stood close to the water. She swung her leg out a few inches in front of her and dipped her white-painted toes into the water.
“It’s warm,” she said.
Then without saying another word she reached her arms behind her back and untied her bathing suit from behind her neck. The back portion of her suit collapsed exposing her bare back to me.
“Oh my god,” I said, loud enough for her to hear me.
Then she slowly grabbed the bottom portion of her suit and ran the soft red fabric down her thighs and to the bottom of her ankles. She stepped one foot out of the now crumpled suit, then the other, and moved into the water. She continued to walk all the way in. She had a small freckle on her right ass cheek that was just as tan as the rest of her body. Her body was so young and tight, she didn’t even have stretch marks yet.
I studied her tiny figure submerge into the lake inch by inch with my cock so hard its head was now beginning to bust open my waistband and get a breath of fresh air. She kept walking deeper and deeper into the lake. Then once she got deep enough in the water to cover her shoulders she turned around.
Looked me dead in the eyes and said, “I always preferred baths, to showers.”
Lauryn
- 27.08.2021
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