1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    sixteen.” I mentioned. “I’m eighteen.” she replied. “Ever been with a girl Jake?” Well who was leading who here? I thought. “I’ve gotten to a couple of bases.” I admitted, “But no home runs.” “Really?” Julie asked, “Who with?” turning in her seat. “That’s a need to know and you don’t need to know.” I snapped. She wasn’t going to use that against me and I could just say that I was lying anyway. But give her a name and she would be relentless with it. “Don’t kiss and tell, huh Jake?” Betty asked, trying to give me a tickle. “Some things have to remain secret.” I said, fending off her finger. “Ain’t nuttin’ like pussay!” Billy piped in, giving a, “Woo hoo!” after it. “Say Betty, is he always this wound up?” I asked. “He’s a wild child.” she admitted. “You bet!” he agreed, “Especially when you’re talkin’ ‘bout pussay!” Billy turned off the main road and took a dirt path between trees. ‘Somehow, I don’t think they would build a swimming pool here.’ I thought. It went back a ways but we came into an open area. Before us was a bank with a river flowing past it. We followed the bank down for close to a quarter of a mile. The river opened up to a wide area and a body of water off to the side. Apparently, there wasn’t going to be anybody in this pool. Billy stopped the beast and hopped out. “Come on guys, we’re here!” Julie had her first concern asking, “Sure it’s safe to swim here?” stepping out of the vehicle. “It is, if the river doesn’t flood.” Billy informed her. “No, I mean, ...
    what if there’s fish in there?” she asked. “Guess you’ll be swimming with the fishes.” he laughed. Slapping my arm, he said, “Help me out champ.” and led me to the back. He opened the hatch and I helped him with a heavy cooler. Grabbing a blanket, we spread it on the ground. “That’s it.” he announced, “Time to make a splash!” and threw off his shirt and tossed it on the blanket. Next were his shoes, yelling “Alright ladies! Don’t rape me!” and with that plea, off came his denim jeans. He drew the attention of the girls with that announcement and they watched him strip down to underwear. He turned to face us and said, “Last one in sucks balls!” and took off running towards the water. He made it to a tree overshadowing the water and pulled a rope from around it. With a Tarzan-like yell, he ran with the rope until he left the ground and swung out over the water. Letting go, he went feet first and disappeared under the water. I looked at Julie and she looked at me; both of us with a questioning stare. Shrugging, I pulled my shirt over my head. Julie pulled hers off after I did. I stripped to my swim suit and heard another splash. I turned to see Betty bobbing up in the water. I guess my sister sucked balls because I hoofed it to the water while she ran for the rope. She swung out over my head and let go. I knew she was coming and moved out of her way. If I had to pick one of the best times you could have for free, swimming in a watering hole had to be one of them. I wore myself out ...