Date: Sat, 03 Oct 2015 14:17:47 -0700 From: Carole Unwin <csunwin@yandex.com> Subject: YOUNG LOVE BY THE LAKE CHAPTER 1 YOUNG LOVE BY THE LAKE – CHAPTER 1 by cs.unwin Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if you are under 21 please stop reading. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2015 cs.unwin, All rights reserved. Please email if you have any suggestions or comments: csunwin@yandex.com If you like this story please consider donating to Nifty http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ----- Most people are born straight or gay and that sexual preference is part of one's DNA. How early or late gays and lesbians 'come out' often depends on their environment and the people around them. Sometimes an older person can have an influence on a child's sexuality, and this was the case with Hailey when she was 12. Hailey grew up in Rochester and her parents had a summer cottage on nearby Lake Canandaigua. Like many other families on the lake, her mother moved the whole family to the their cottage as soon as school was out in early July and they would stay there until after Labor Day. Her father, who was an executive with Xerox, would join his family on weekends and for the two weeks of his annual summer holiday. At 12-years old Hailey's body was still developing; she was skinny and had only the hint of boobs. Her hips were like a boy's and her pussy was still plump, hairless and resembled a little girls'. She desperately wanted her pubic hair and boobs to grow and examined herself in the mirror daily for signs of puberty. Every day she was disappointed. Despite her late physical development Hailey was very pretty, with dark hair which she wore cut short, large brown eyes, straight teeth a little too big for her mouth, and olive skin which turned to a deep brown tan in the summer. By 12th year Hailey was heartily sick of summers at the lake. She longed to be in the city with her friends and hang out at the shopping malls. Instead she was stuck in a small town in the company of the same few boys and girls which she had known since she could remember. Canoeing, water-skiing, swimming and hanging out at the general store had, after so many years, gotten pretty old, Hailey thought. The only relief from this tedium was the occasional bonfire, where, if parents were not around, the kids could share an occasional beer or a cigarette. Sometimes on weekends, older teens would come down from the city and pass a joint around the campfire. On a sunny morning in early August; Hailey was strolling along the beach when she spotted an unfamiliar teenage girl sitting on a patio chair drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette. The newcomer looked quite a bit older than she was, and had pale skin and short blonde hair. Hailey, who always paid attention to other girls' boobs, immediately took in the newcomer's breasts, which were large, full and curvy. She also noticed the girl wore lots of mascara, and had small tattoos above her wrists and ankles. "Hi, how's it going?" The stranger greeted her. Hailey was a bit startled by the easy familiarity of her greeting, coming from someone so much older and different. "Fine thanks," Hailey replied. "Are you new here?" She asked. "Yeah, I just got here last night. I'm Cheyenne by the way. I've been at summer school for the last month and it's too late to get a job; and anyway the `rents' won't let me stay alone at home. They think I'm going to have some wild sex parties or something," she said and giggled. "Pull up some sand and stay a while. What's your name?" She asked. "I'm Hailey," she replied, sitting cross-legged on the beach in front of Cheyenne, close enough that she could smell a strong mixture of cigarette smoke, perspiration and perfume coming from her body. Hailey was fascinated by the smell. "So what's going on Hailey? What's a good looking girl like you do for fun around here?" Hailey blushed under her tan at the compliment. "There's nothing going on here", she replied. "The kids on this lake are all pretty young. I'm stuck here just like you. How old are you Cheyenne?" She asked. "I'm 17, beautiful." Cheyenne told her. Hailey noted this was the second time she had been complimented on her looks. "Want to hang out? How about you show me around this dump?" Cheyenne said with an engaging smile. "OK, I'll take you around Cheyenne. Not much to see though. This is the most boring place in the world." Hailey was wearing a two piece bathing suit, as she did on most sunny days. Because of her late development and lack of bust, Hailey's choices were limited to children's styles; there was nothing sexy about her two-piece. Cheyenne decided to change into a bathing suit and said to her: "Cool, just give me a minute to put on my bikini. Better yet, come on up and I'll show you the house." Cheyenne stubbed out her cigarette and trudged through the sand up to the small cottage, Hailey following. The wooden cottage had already begun to heat up under the morning sun. Cheyenne walked through the house to her bedroom at the back with Hailey on her heels. Cheyenne's small bedroom had an open suitcase and clothes strewn over the floor; despite the fact she had recently arrived, the room already smelled of cigarettes and soiled bedding. Cheyenne pulled off her cut-off jeans and panties in one single movement. Hailey was startled by her sudden nakedness and lack of modesty. She could not help observe that Cheyenne's pubic hair was shaved and that she had two bird tattoos, one on each buttock. Rather her public hair had been shaved; at this moment very faint dark stubble covered the area above her plump labia. Her thighs were thick, and her belly was round and slightly chubby. Cheyenne removed her sweat-shirt; Hailey couldn't avoid staring at her bare, pale, double-D sized breasts, with their small pink nipples and large aureoles. One of her nipples was pierced by an iron ring. Cheyenne leaned over, naked, and rummaged around the pile of clothes on the floor; she eventually found a black bikini, top and bottom and said to Hailey. "I guess you noticed my boobs! Way too big, don't you think? Wish I had your fantastic figure; you're so lucky girl!" Hailey was stunned by the older girl's apparent lack of modesty. But she managed to find these words to say: "I think your boobs are really awesome, Hailey told her. "Beautiful, really. I guess you don't have any trouble meeting guys." "Oh, thank you beautiful, it's so nice you like them. I guess they have their advantages," she said and deliberately moved her shoulders so her breasts jiggled heavily. "But I'm not really into guys, if you know what I mean. Do you like my ring? I got it on my 16th birthday," Cheyenne said, lifting the iron ring up to show Hailey. She pulled it so that the nipple and her whole breast lifted and stretched forward. `Not into guys' Hailey thought to herself. That means she is into girls and is a lesbian. This made the 12-year old slightly uneasy. Cheyenne sensed the awkwardness of the moment and began to dress, stepping into and slipping on her bikini bottoms. Her bikini was plain, black and high cut with thick plastic rings on the side, holding the front and back pieces together. Cheyenne folded the plain black bikini top over her naked breasts; it was clearly too small for her and her fleshy mounds threatened to fall out at any moment. Cheyenne used her hands to push her weighty bust into the bikini top and said to Hailey: "Ready to go out and conquer the world beautiful?" Hailey led Cheyenne on a tour of the small lake, pointing out different landmarks and cottages of families she knew. They stopped at the general store where Cheyenne herself a pack of cigarettes and sodas for both of them. From the store Hailey took her to a spot locally know as the `swimming rock': a rocky ledge and cliff where it is possible to dive into the lake directly without having to wade out hundreds of feet to get to deep water. To be continued...