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My mind was still filled with visions of adult breasts and close relatives having oral sex the next day when, still only half-conscious, I stumbled out of bed wearing a major morning piss hard under my white briefs. I had just grabbed a pair of cut-offs and crammed myself into them when I heard a giggle from a nearby bed.
To my shock and horror, there lay Pamela staring directly at me.
"Morning, glory," she said with a grin.
"Morning," I groaned. Obviously she had seen my very hard cock poking out against my underwear. I quickly sought bathroom refuge only to realize and remember that in Camp one had to go to the outhouse. I was throwing on a shirt and shoes when Pamela sat up on the edge of her bed. Her soft pajamas draped across her small breasts each tipped with obviously firm eraser-sized nipples. She looked down at her clearly visible erect nipples pressing against her nightshirt and then up at me. A broad Pamela-type smile crept across her face. I turned several shades of red and, though I later regretted it, I bolted for the door.
Pamela's honey-smooth voice called out, "See you later, Bobby."
I felt the overwhelming need to go and plunge my dick and perhaps my head in cold water.
As I strolled post piss up the trail from the outhouse, the air was full of the smell of frying bacon mixed with sweet honeysuckle. Pamela and Amy were emerging from the bunkhouse. Both wore demure (yet very tight, short) shorts along with brightly colored, yet modest shirts. Amy, as usual, was terminally cute with her short blond hair framing her face. Pamela, on the other hand, simply looked magnificent... her legs seemed to go up forever before terminating at the cuffs of her shorts. Her long elegant strides took on the grace of a giraffe and she appeared to float rather than walk. Her deep olive complexion matched the long dark hair that flowed down her back. When she saw me her mesmerizing smile returned and I felt both giddy and faint.
"Hey, dip-stick!"
It was cousin Ike, the troubled teen.
"After breakfast, you want to take the boats out and explore some islands?"
And smoke some cigarettes, I reasoned.
"Sure, Ike," I said. "Sounds fun.
He leaned close to my ear.
"Maybe we can talk the girls into going skinny-dipping," he whispered.
I was completely stunned and confused yet excited by his suggestion.
How could we possible bring up such a subject with... with girls, I wondered. Never mind cause they'll never do it anyway, I reasoned to myself. There's no way real girls would ever get naked in front of us.
That thought was still firmly fixed in my mind when the five cousins later shoved away from the bank in two metal fishing boats-one for the three girls and one for us two boys. We paddled away in search of new adventures.
After a fun time of splashing each other with paddles, racing, and generally horsing around, we came upon one of the larger little islands that dotted the area. Most were mere muddy quagmires but this one seemed a bit taller and drier than the rest. Best of all, it was completely out of sight of the camp... and our parents.
We dragged the boats up on the shore and set off to explore our newly discovered, at least to us, domain. Tall cypress trees shaded much of the island and thick brambles seemed to bar all who might try to see past the edges. We soon discovered, however, that the underbrush formed cave-like passages leading to the interior of this mysterious place. We crawled carefully through one of the largest of these natural undergrowth tubes and emerged to our surprise in the open center of the island. No thick brush grew there because a huge limestone boulder that seemed to have landed from outer space occupied the island's center. Centuries of rainfall had hollowed out a huge bowl in the center of the rock. Around the edges were a variety of natural seats and stone platforms.
"Look, it's like a special secret place!" shouted Sarah on first discovery. "Way cool!"
"Wow!" agreed Amy. "Hey, it has like a hot tub in the middle, filled with water... euooo... and a bunch of tadpoles and stuff. Yuk."
"Cool, let me see," said Ike. He hustled over to inspect the pool as if he were a biologist on the trail of new species.
I took a seat in a convenient couch-sized curvature in the boulder while Pamela began to do pirouettes around the rock's broad edges with her long legs extended like a ballet dancer.
"Our own private island with our own private rock," she gushed. "We can do anything we want here! This is great!"
Her words sent a chill through me and I looked at Ike. He winked back and grinned.
"Hey, check out how warm this water is," said Sarah. She had removed her shoes and was dipping her toes in the rock's shallow pool.
"Not a surprise," said Ike. "I sweating like crazy in this humidity and no breeze can get through all the stick brush around us. The sun has heated up the water."
Without another word, self-appointed scientist Ike pulled his tee shirt over his head and revealed his wiry, muscular physique. Even I was impressed by his six-pack abdomen and brawny teenager chest. The girls all gave each other sly knowing grins that did not go unnoticed by Ike.
He stretched out on the rock nonchalantly, lit a cigarette, and said, "I have an idea... it is too damn hot in here... so... let's go swimming."
"In that muddy river water? It's yucky!" argued Amy instantly.
"It is the same water we swim in over by the Camp dock, Miss Particular! You never seemed to mind that," retorted Ike.
"Well, we didn't bring our swimsuits anyway," sighed Amy.
"That's no problem," mused Ike. "Ever heard of skinny dipping?"
"Me... ah, I mean us swim naked? In front of you boys? In your dreams, Ike," sneered Amy.
"Well, y'all can do what you want... stay in here and burn up for all I care... but, I am going swimming," announced Ike defiantly.
My stomach suddenly seemed to move to my mouth. Ike stood up and started unzipping his pants right there in front of everyone. The girls' mouths all dropped open. When his pants were completely unzipped Ike teased a little by faking a flash and then he headed toward the low passageway back to the shore.
Just before he stooped to enter the green tunnel, he let his shorts fall to his ankles. A deft kick flipped the garment up into his hands. He glanced back at us and then bent over to crawl through the thick brush. The last thing we saw were his dark blue, very tight cotton jockeys disappearing into the greenery. His undies offered very little cover for his bony ass. Amy and Sarah looked wide-eyed at one another and then let out some giggles. Pamela, on the other hand, looked suddenly serious.
"I'm sweating like a pig too... I think swimming sounds great," she said quietly.
"Pamela!" gasped Amy.
"Oh, get a grip, Amy. We are all family and I don't have to get naked. I can swim in my underwear. I'll bet your swimsuit is smaller and shows more skin than my underwear anyway. And besides, who gives a shit who sees."
I sat speechless. The meaning of her shocking words caused my heart to race.
"Wait up, Ike. I'm coming in too," called out Pamela. Then she paused and stared directly at me. "How about you, Bobby?"
Pamela's eyes seemed to burn into my very soul when she said that. And, when she followed with her little nose crinkle, I was putty in her hands.
"Sure, count me in," I said in as manly and matter-of-fact a fashion as I could muster.
Amy and Sarah exchanged shocked looks.
"Come on then," demanded Pamela, and, off we went.
Pamela and I emerged from the underbrush just in time to see Ike's now completely naked ass disappear into the water. He walked a few feet into the water totally nude and then dove forward. A flash of dick and balls appeared between his legs just as he went completely under water, except for one raised hand that held his cigarette. All Ike's clothes, including his blue jockeys, were arrayed on a nearby bush.
I watched Pamela as she stared at Ike and smiled. Then for an awkward moment Pamela and I stood together on the bank each wondering what to do next.
"God, this feels great," shouted Ike as he struggled to keep his cigarette from getting soaked.
Pamela needed no more encouragement. She suddenly yanked her shirttail out of her shorts, undid her belt, and unzipped her pants. I glanced sideways trying to watch without discovery. She quickly slid her shorts down to her knees and then turned to look at me with a frown.
"Well... are you doing this or not?" she asked.
"I'm in," I croaked. "I guess."
"Good." That brought the crinkled nose and broad smile back to her face.
I was still fumbling to unbutton my shirt when Pamela tossed her pants and shirt beside Ike's clothes and gave a subtle adjustment tug on the back of her panties. Her plain white underwire bra and bikini panties stood in stark contrast to her dark olive skin. Her lanky body was amazingly fit and trim. One look at her and I could hardly breath. My hands began to shake as if they had a life of their own.
"Last one in is a rotten..."
The word "egg" was lost in the splash as she entered the cool water.
I forced the rest of my clothes off and, still wearing my whitey-tighties, I joined Pamela and Ike in the river. Pamela dove under water and burst back to the surface. A fine spray went everywhere when she threw back her long hair. It was then that I realized that her bra had become almost transparent in the water. Two small brown nipples showed clearly through the flimsy fabric. Between the feeling of cool water against my skin and the sight of Pamela's nubile body, I was sure that I had entered heaven, nirvana, or someplace really wonderful.
Soon the three of us were splashing, laughing, and having a grand time together. Periodically, Ike would dive under water and every time he did so his white ass broke the surface. The remainder of the time our modesty was preserved by the muddy river water.
Movement on the bank caught our eyes simultaneously. Sarah and Amy had crawled through the bushes and were watching us from a sandy spot at the water's edge.
"Come on, you two," shouted Pamela. "The bottom right here is sandy, not yucky, and the water feels great. I know you are still hot and sweaty from all that boat paddling and stuff. Come get wet. It's fun."
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