Lake Flash

It was damn hot. It's on track to become the hottest July since 1956. When my daughter and her kids came to visit, they wanted to camp and play at the lake, so my wife and I pulled the camper and the boat to the state park, even though the forecast was for hundred degree heat. I rolled in late Friday afternoon and got camp set up, my wife coming with the boat after she got off work, and the kids all converging between Friday night and Saturday morning. The first thing I did once I got set up, was to get in the lake. I didn't take the heat as well as I did in my younger years, and I planned on spending considerable amounts of time in the eighty five degree lake water.

I first noticed them a bit before dinner. I guessed they were a late thirty-ish year old couple. The campsite I got just happened to be right in front of the most popular part of the campgrounds shoreline for swimming. Many of the campground people came down to this area to swim because it was protected from the really big waves but close enough to the main channel to keep the water fresh. Seeing a younger couple swimming together wasn't unusual. What was unusual, was how amorous they seemed to be. The woman bounced up frequently and pushed her boobs in his face before sliding down again until they were both neck deep with her arms around his neck kissing him for LONG seconds. It had been a lot of years since my wife had been that amorous with me, so I assumed they were recently married. I figured if she were that amorous, he was probably doing all sorts of things under the water to her. At least I knew I would be in his shoes.

They floated to within about twenty yards of me before the guy floated onto his back with both legs stuck out on either side of the woman. I was startled to see that he had boobs. Big boobs at that! He was a short haired she! Now I'm not homophobic or anything like that, though I tend to have a harder time with gay men displaying public affection than I do with women doing so. I shrugged and wondered if they were friends or spouses. If they were spouses, it was pretty clear which was the "female" side of the relationship. The long haired woman was definitely the flirtatious, playful one, teasing and coaxing, the other woman, for a lack of any other word, into play. The short haired woman was being a bit more reserved, but the long haired woman was definitely getting her way, at least with what I could see above the water line. I could only imagine what was happening below the water. I didn't have a chance to really find out before my wife showed up with the boat.

I climbed out of the water and headed up to the camp site and spent the next few hours getting the boat in the water and making dinner for everyone that was now showing up. It was dark by the time I was back in the water again for a quick cool off before bed.

The next morning we were all up early, had breakfast and then went fishing on our big pontoon boat. By the time we returned it was blistering hot and most campers were either in the water or air conditioning. I joined them in the lake as soon as I could get changed, preferring to not spend the afternoon inside the trailer. Just because I didn't handle the heat as well as I did when I was younger, that didn't mean I didn't want to be outside, especially when I was camping. I couldn't help but notice the two women were back again as well, and like the previous day, the long haired young woman was being flirtatious and playful. As much as I tried not to watch them, I couldn't quite ignore them. Maybe it was wishing my wife would be like that with me, at least sometimes. Maybe it was because they WERE two women and all the fantasies that can go along with that. Maybe it was because there was just enough going on above the water to suggest things that could be, and probably were, going on under the surface. Whatever the reason, I couldn't help but pay attention to them while trying hard to look like I wasn't. Eventually it was lunch time and the two women climbed from the water and walked to where their tent was, only about a hundred yards or so from our campsite. The two were indeed a couple, though married or just friends I still couldn't tell. They were both what I would call plus size, not fat, but large. Both had large breasts too, maybe 40 double D? I don't know how the hell I didn't see them on the short haired girl to start with. They wore similar two piece black swim suits, short shorts type bottoms and bra type tops. Neither was particularly bad looking. They had a camp site just around the end of the little cove we were in with a small tarp and an even smaller two man tent. I headed up to get lunch not long after, taking one last look across the end of the cove at their camp site, seeing both of them wrapped in towels, sitting at the picnic table. For a moment I wondered what they had on under the towels, considering their black swim suits were hanging on one of the lines holding up the tarp to a tree, my mind jumping to the possibility that it was nothing.

After lunch everyone in our camp came down to swim and we spent the afternoon in the water, taking short breaks to get sunblock on. I took the opportunity to help my wife put some on her. At sixty she's not exactly playful, sexually, any longer. There was a time when she was, and if we were thirty again I have no doubt that she would have let me make sure her whole body was covered in cream, including sliding my hands down into her top to play with and tease her nipples. She'd never condone me pulling her top up or bottoms down in anything remotely public, but slipping a hand in to tease her was something i frequently did in our younger years. But that was 30 years ago. Now I considered myself lucky if she'd even wear a one piece swim suit without a shirt and shorts over it. Today, she had forgone the shirt and shorts for some reason, and I tried twice to slip my hand down into the top to tease her nipples while I put sunblock on her. Both times getting my hand forcefully pushed away, followed by a curt "Don't!"

While I was swimming, it didn't seem to matter whether I tried to look at the ladies or not, it seemed like any time I was facing toward the lake, they were in my view. I wouldn't have minded but I was getting damn turned on by their antics. At least twice I could tell that the long haired girl had pushed both their tops up over their tits, each of them playing with the other for quite a while before pulling them back in place. The third time she lifted herself up on her partner until she could put her bare nipple into the short hair girl's mouth, leaving her entire right breast exposed for several seconds. If I'd wondered at all if they realized I was watching them, it was answered in those few seconds, the long haired girl making eye contact with me while her boob was exposed, apparently intentionally, for me to see. I looked away quickly, embarrassed both that I was looking, and also at being caught looking when I was trying hard not to look like I was looking.

I stayed looking away from them until they had drifted close enough to us again to hear them giggle. Maybe no one else realized what the comment before the giggle meant, but "yes, there!" Was quite clear to me. I'd suspected that besides their tops being pulled up, their bottoms were probably pulled down as well. That was her way of letting me know just what they were doing under the water. They stayed just far enough away from our family to keep from being obvious, but just close enough to make sure I could hear their giggles and occasionally even their little I love yous and sexy comments to each other. There was no doubt in my mind that the long haired girl had turned this into a game intended to tease the dirty old man that was watching them.

I couldn't help but look a lot more frequently than I should have, and knew damn well I shouldn't have been having the thoughts I was. I'm pretty sure I was annoying my wife with the frequent touches and hugs I was trying to give her as well as the few gropes I gave her under the water, which she pushed away. Hell, I was horny as hell thinking about what they were doing, wishing I could be doing the same thing with my wife. I'd love to be playing in the water with her hand on my dick and mine on her boobs or between her legs. It had been a lot of years since she was interested in anything like that. I'd love to get her turned on and get a little tonight, but I know how she feels about doing it where someone can hear. There was a time it wouldn't have mattered. In fact there was a time that not only would we would have silently done it, we'd have done it multiple times, trying to not get caught, almost like a game. But like putting sun block on her, or wearing a bikini, or even skinny dipping? That kind of play was gone, especially after what happened the last time.

After years of trying, I'd finally gotten her to skinny dip with me one day a year ago. We had the lake almost to ourselves and I talked her into letting me take her suit off while we were in the water. We were naked and playing a little, only to have one of the very few boats on the lake come anchor in the same cove we were in, leaving us both stranded, naked, in the lake. I doubt she will forget, or forgive me for that any time in the near future. Not that she got exposed. I was the one that had to climb into the boat naked and retrieve our suits in full view of the other boat.

That didn't mean I wasn't horny as hell with the mental teasing that was happening just out of arms reach of me. I definitely was, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. As my wife and the kids headed up for dinner, I was left being the last one of our group in the water. I needed to reset the anchor on the boat, which had a habit of working free from the almost continuous boat wakes pounding against the stern. "You having fun watching?" I heard behind me as I retied the anchor line to the stern cleat of the pontoon boat.

"What?" I asked, turning around to see the two young women less than ten feet behind me. The lake water was clear enough to see a good two feet or more if you were looking down into it. At the angle I had, standing chest deep, I could still see deep enough to tell both women had their tops pulled up above their tits, their big soft boobs floating up toward the surface as they remained squatting slightly in the water to keep them shoulder deep.

"I asked if you were having fun watching us? You were watching us, weren't you?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too," I apologized quietly.

"Actually, you did!" The long hair girl said with a grin. "Just like your looking now. Is it worth it?"

"Worth it?"

"Yes. Enjoy what you're seeing?"

"Um. We'll, um."

"Ahhh. We'll take that as a yes. I suppose we could stand up and improve the view," She said, teasing standing up by lifting up in the water and settling back in a few times, making her big creamy boobs bounce up to the surface before sinking back below again. "Something like that?"

"Um. Uh, sure." I answered, looking around quickly to see who might be able to see us. The back of the boat blocked the view from the campsite, and the bushes along the shoreline helped block where we were from much of the rest of the campground. The only people who might be able to see us were the swimmers, and they were all behind her.

"Maybe a bit more?" She asked, stepping closer in the water and then standing up, this time pulling her bare breasts completely clear of the water. I stared as her rock hard nipples and puffed out areola a lot longer than I should have, my gaze broken only when she dropped back into the water after at least ten seconds. "That better?"

"Um. Yeah. Definitely."

"Like I said, you like the view?" She asked again.

"I think it's a VERY nice view," I finally answered.

"So, you all look or you going to show us something back?"

"Show you something back?"

"Uh huh. You know, show US something now?"

I chuckled. "I thought I grew out of you show me yours and I'll show you mine after my teen age years."

"Did you? Or did you just stop running into situations where you were asked too?"

"Maybe that," I agreed.

"So?"

"So?"

"So you going to show us something?"

I looked around nervously and then looked back at her, her tits floating with her nipples just at the water line. "Just for a second." I agreed. It took me a few seconds to get the front of my suit untied and then I pushed it down to my thighs. Not that they could see all that much with me chest deep in the water. She stepped closer to me and reached out toward me under the water. I felt her hand wrap around my hardon and give it a little squeeze.

"I told you he'd have a hardon," she said to the short haired girl, still holding onto my dick with her tits inches from my chest.

"Jesus Jen." The short haired girl said, rolling her eyes.

"You willing to walk a little shallower so I can see it?" the girl I now knew was called Jen, asked. "You could step around the side of the boat. No one would see but me, and well, Mandy."

I looked at the two of them and then without answering, took a slow step through the water sideways. Jen followed along with me, staying close enough that I finally reached out and cupped both her big soft tits as they cleared the water. I let my thumbs stroke side to side across her rock hard nipples as I slowly backed shallower along the side of the boat. The water slowly receded from around my body, and hers, slowly exposing more and more of us until her hand, slowly stroking my dick, was only a few inches under the water. I stopped when my dick head broke the surface.

"Don't stop now." She whispered.

I looked around, again concerned who might see, and then backed up a few more feet, my suit working lower on my thighs as more of my body came above the water level. I stopped with my entire dick and balls showing, looking down at her crotch as well, the spandex shorts she had on, bunched around her thighs. I let go of one of her breasts and reached down toward her bare shaved crotch. I just got my fingers between her legs and stroked her pussy lips one time and she let go of my dick and backed away.

"Uh uh. I said look," she said with a grin before turning away from me. She bent over, pushing her ass out at me, bumping her ass and pussy against my dick before pushing away down into the water, her creamy butt cheeks showing above the water before she swam far enough out to let herself stand and be hidden by the water again, leaving me standing there with my dick sticking out lewdly.

"See. Told you I could get him to show me his dick." Jen said as she clearly wiggled her shorts in place under the water and then pulled her bra type top back down over her big tits. The two swam away moments later while I awkwardly pulled my suit back up and tied the string, trying to wish my hardon to go down so it didn't show when I walked up to the site.

"You coming?" I heard my wife call.

"Yeah. On my way." I called back. I sighed, taking one last look at the two of them, once again neck deep in the lake, not that far from the stern of my boat, their arms wrapped around each other in a long wet embrace. I turned and headed up the slope to the campsite, feeling a little guilty about what I had just done.

After dinner everyone wanted to go out to fish again. We stayed out until it was almost dark. There were only a few people still swimming when we pulled in, my favorite two girls included in those few. Everyone cleared off the boat and headed up to the campsite as I got the boat ready for the night, the last thing I had to do was to pull the fish out to clean. Not that there were that many.

I got my fish cleaning stuff, and a headband light, considering it was nearly dark, and while there was some moon, it wasn't enough to keep from slicing my hands up. I set the fish cleaning board on an overturned bucket on the shoreline. I was part way done fileting the first fish of the two fish when I heard sloshing in the water. I wasn't all that surprised to see Jen and Mandy wading through the water toward me, the water slowly getting shallower as they got closer.

"Caught some?" Mandy asked, the first time I think I'd heard her say anything directly to me.

"A couple." I answered, letting my headlight play up and down her body as she stood in the calf deep water only a couple dozen feet from where I squatted.

"What kind?" She asked.

"White bass." I answered, looking back down at my work before I sliced my hand open with the filet knife. I quickly finished fileting and skinning both fish, dumping the remains in the 5 gallon bucket to dispose of. I stepped into the water and rinsed the board and knife, putting the four filets onto the rinsed board. I waded out past the girls, put some water in the bucket and tossed the remains and water out as far as I could get it to go.

"Ewwwww! You just threw the guts out there?"

"Yeah. The turtles and carp will clean them up in no time." I answered, stepping back to shore and setting the bucket down. "So, you two trying to stay cool, swimming this late?"

"Uh huh." Jen answered. "It's still way too hot in the tent to even think about going to sleep." She answered. "So what about you?"

"What about me what?"

"You going to swim some more now?"

"Um. Probably not." I answered. "I'm sure the grand kids will want smores pretty soon."

"Too bad. We were kind of thinking about going naked." Jen said quietly. Before I could say anything she was pulling her bra top up and over her head, freeing her big soft tits. Each creamy orb hung down on her chest like a giant drop of water, her areola puffed out around her hard protruding pink nipple. She knew exactly where I was looking as she hung her top on the side of my boat, the light on my head pointing straight at her chest. I could see her grin as she reached to her waist and pushed the shorts down over her butt and down her thighs. She worked them down and stepped out of them, leaving her in nothing but her water shoes. Her pussy was completely shaved and her full round outer lips framed only a small amount of inner labia protruding. I was still staring at her pussy as she turned to Mandy and began to undress her, pulling up her top and taking it completely off. As soon as she had it hung on the side of the boat, she leaned over and cupped both of her soft tits, lifting them and leaning her face down to suck one of her nipples. Unlike Jen, Mandy's nipples were puckered and wrinkled around her quite large pink nipples. Jen sucked on one and then pulled her lips slowly from it, stretching it slightly before releasing it, drawing a soft moan from Mandy's lips. Jen shifted her attention to her other nipple and sucked on it for several long seconds before pulling off of it as well. She straightened and reached for Mandy's shorts. She pushed the shorts down over Mandy's butt and down her legs, squatting down in the water until her butt touched the surface. She turned Mandy slightly more, pushing her butt toward the side of the boat and helping her lift each leg to get her shorts off completely. Jen then reached up and hung the shorts on the side of the boat. She squatted down again in front of Mandy leaned forward until her face was between Mandy's legs.

I could see tight little dark curls on Mandy's mound as Jen pushed her face between her thighs and tilted her head to get her tongue at her friends pussy. Mandy shifted her feet, spreading her legs more to let Jen lick her soft lips. She moaned softly as Jen teased her pussy with her tongue, dipping it deeply between her lips. "Oh fuck." Mandy moaned softly. "Sooooo good."

"You like seeing that?" Jen asked as she pulled her face away and looked at me, Mandy's juices glistening on her face and cheeks as she grinned at me.