Date: Mon, 29 Nov 1999 13:44:46 CST
From: Chris Warner <larkin47@hotmail.com>
Subject: Vacation with Linda: Part I

Vacation with Linda: Part I

By C.L. Warner

Summer vacations were never big deals in my family. We never had much money
to do anything fancy, other than stay at a beach motel for a few days each
summer, all of us crammed into little rooms with wet suits, sand and junk
food spread everywhere.

So when I show up at Linda's summer camp, I'm in for a surprise. Linda,
who's my best friend and also my kinda' girl friend, spends her summers at
her family's very own house on a large lake. Her family is pretty wealthy
and I'm impressed with the setup. Their house isn't fancy or big, but it
doesn't look like a regular house. There's lots of windows and exposed wood
and a big room where everybody hangs out until bedtime.

Linda asks me about the bus ride and I just tell her I slept most of the
way. I don't mention the young mother next to me, whose boobs were so full
of milk, she asked me to nurse some of the pressure off. I was so hungry, on
account I left my food in the bus terminal by accident, that I couldn't say
no. Things got a little steamy. Mostly it was the mom who got turned on when
I sucked on her boobs, which was kind of strange `cause I thought she was
one of those conservative Christians. But I got my stomach full with
mother's milk, which is kind of sweet and warm.

Linda's mom, dad, younger brother and younger sister are at the house too.
Her sister also has a friend visiting. So the place is like a hotel.  The
good news is that Linda and I get to share our own room. The bad news is
that there isn't much privacy, so Linda warns me that the house is probably
going to be off limits if we feel like getting lovey-dovey, but she says
there's a million places we can go to be alone.

I don't mind, I'm just happy to away from my family and all the problems I
seem to have back home. The first couple of days are new and different. The
house is right on the lake with its own dock. We can swim right there. Linda
is a good swimmer and she looks great in her two piece suit. It's hard not
to look at her in a dreamy sort of way. At first, I won't wear my two-piece
suit. Not only am I kind of pudgy, but I'm pale as a ghost compared to Linda
and her family. But by the third day, I start to get some color (mostly sun
burn) and I feel less inhibited in front of the family, so the two-piece
suit goes on.

A couple of houses down from Linda, there's another girl, Tiffany, who's
about our age.  She seems to think she's Linda's chum, though Linda tells me
the girl is a bit of snob. I don't care for her too much, but I'm not
jealous of her. She's kinda' plump like me.

One day, the three of us decide to take a canoe out to one of the islands in
the lake. Linda knows of one that's got a nice little beach on it. I've
never rowed, I mean paddled a canoe before, so Linda just puts me in front
and says she'll take care of the steering. Tiffany sits in the middle and
gabs away, mostly about her boyfriends and all the other girls in her school
she can't stand.

The island is small,but nice and deserted. We throw down some blankets on
the sand, slap on some tanning lotion, and open up the cooler, which Linda
has stocked with food and some beer she stole from the fridge. It's a warm
day and pretty too, with little lacy clouds in the sky and a soft breeze
blowing off the lake, making little tiny waves.

I notice Linda and her friend like beer and they both have drunk a couple
bottles each before I've even finished half of mine. Tiffany is going on
about something totally uninteresting, when Linda sits up and announces that
she wants to get a good tan and is going to take off her top. Tiffany says
"cool," and decides she's taking her's off too. Linda looks at me and
smiles. That's her "come on, you can do it too," signal. So without saying
anything, I join the two of them topless.

I've got the biggest boobs of us all, but their the one part of my body I'm
proud of, so I don't mind showing them off. Getting half-naked like this,
seems to spice up Tiffany and Linda, who crack open yet another beer and
start talking about boys. I realize I'm the least experienced of all three,
so I have little to say.

I can tell Linda is getting drunk. She's laughing quite a lot and saying
silly things. Finally, I'm starting to get a buzz from the beer too, when
Linda stands up, wobbling slightly, and announces she's got to pee. She
peels off the bottom of her suit, walks naked to the water's edge, then
turns and, facing us with a smile, she squats and starts to pee.

Tiffany lets out a shriek of laughter, even I'm giggling at Linda's crazy
little act. Tiffany, who's even more looped than Linda, says she's got to
pee too. Off comes the rest of her suit and she walks buck naked to the
water's edge and, just like Linda, starts to squat. Only when Tiffany squats
down and begins to pee, she loses her balance and her ass lands in the
water. She starts laughing, but she can't stop peeing, so it keeps coming
out in a little arching stream, except when she laughs her stream of pee
keeps stopping and starting. Linda and I are almost hysterical at this
sight; we've got tears coming down our eyes. If Tiffany only knew how silly
she looked.

I think Tiffany knew we were kind of laughing at her, so she tells me its my
turn, maybe hoping I'll make a fool of myself and she can laugh at me. At
this point, I don't really care, so I strip off my bottoms and walk to the
water's edge. Except I don't want to lose my balance, so I don't squat. I
spread my legs far apart and let out a nice steady stream of pee, almost
like a guy. Linda gives me a little ovation when I finish and I bow.

By this time, we're all famished. So we crack open the cooler again and
start eating. Normally, I would cover myself with a blanket or at least slip
my bikini panties back on, but I guess the beer has loosened me up. So the
three of us sit around buck naked as if we did it all the time, eating and
talking and drinking some more beer.

Once again, Tiffany and Linda get going about boys and sex. I know Linda has
had some experience with guys and apparently Tiffany has too. They discuss
blow jobs and jacking off penises. Linda says she hasn't had intercourse
yet, and I'm privately relieved she hasn't gone all the way. Tiffany, on the
other hand, has apparently slept with a parade of guys, not to my surprise.
More and more, she seems to be quite slutty.

It's clear that Tiffany can't hold her liquor very well. She's laughing the
loudest and saying things I would never say. I notice she keeps kind of
squeezing her thighs together and squirming around. When she says that all
this boy talk is making her horny, I realize what's going on.

Very matter of factly, Linda suggests to Tiffany that maybe she should start
jillin', meaning to masturbate.

"Only if you guys join in," she responds coyly.

I don't say anything, but Linda sort of drawls out an okay. Then she looks
at me and smiles again. "Join in," her smile is telling me. "Join in and
have some fun."

And then it begins. We sit in a circle, facing each other. Tiffany spreads
her legs and begins to touch herself. For the first time, I notice she's got
a mound of dark pubic hair, whereas Linda has this lovely little tuft of
blondish hair. It's quite becoming, compared to Tiffany's. I'm sort of in
between.

I take a long swig of beer and shyly start, once I see Linda's hands between
her legs. Soon it grows quiet, though Tiffany keeps giggling from time to
time. I've got to say, my initial reluctance soon melts away under the warm
sun and with a belly full of beer. I haven't been alone with Linda for
weeks, and if this is the closest I can get, so be it.

Linda is exploring her own luscious body, massaging her breasts and
delicately stroking her button. God, she looks so beautiful right now.
Watching her makes my heart flutter quite fast.

Tiffany, in contrast, is going at it with  a determined look on her face.
Her giggling has stopped and now she's grimacing and grunting. There's a
kind of an animal-like quality to her. "God I wish I had a cock inside me,"
she says hoarsely at one point. Linda picks up an empty beer bottle and
hands it to her. "Use this," she suggests.

Tiffany grins and says, "oh yeah!" She slowly slides the head of the beer
bottle into her slit and, soon, she's plunging the whole neck of the bottle
in and out of her pussy. By now, Tiffany is laying down on her blanket, her
feet are raised in the air and her hand is slamming the bottle in and out
rapidly. I look at Tiffany and her hair is all over her face, but I can see
her features are all twisted up as she begins to lose control. She moans and
grunts, then cries quite noisily. Finally her belly and boobs starts to
jiggle with spasms as she climaxes.

Linda and I are going at it more slowly, Our eyes are locked on each other,
enjoying the rapturous view of each other. I've never really watched her
this way. It's quite sensuous. I find myself becoming aroused in unison with
her. When Linda starts to flush, I feel my own flush spread across my neck
and shoulders. After Linda touches her breasts, I touch mine, doing it the
way that she likes, which means to cup and squeeze them, then tweak the
nipples until they are quite erect.

Then I lose it. I feel the tingles merge into an intense glow deep in my
loins that spreads out the rest of my body. I pull hard on my nipples while
my fingers flick my button faster and faster. When my orgasm hits, I almost
lose my balance. I look up at the sky and then close my eyes as my body is
wracked by a wonderful throbbing sensation that lasts longer than usual. My
eyes are still closed when I hear Linda's sweet voice cry out. I look at her
just in time to see her body in the throes of an equally glorious orgasm.

Meanwhile, as we slowly float back down to earth, Tiffany has fallen in love
with the beer bottle. Once again, she's shoving the glass phallus in and out
of her. Linda and I play footsie as Tiffany remains oblivious, her eyes
closed and her mouth open, letting out long moans and grunts of carnal
pleasure. I wonder if anyone across the lake can hear her.

An hour later, after a quick dip to cool down our hot, sweaty bodies, we
slowly, laboriously paddle back to camp. Despite the oncoming hangovers and
the sore clits (and one sore pussy), it has been quite a nice day.

To be continued....