Summer Camp

"Now you're watching my butt, aren't you?"

"Damn straight," I shot back, and when she didn't move, I took that as an okay and reached out and squeezed two very firm and very delectable buns. Running my hands over them I was amazed at how soft and smooth they were and how they were each inviting a little more than a touch so I gave each a kiss and a gentle bite to the left one.

"Careful now," she giggled.

My hands were on her hips and I began to slide them around toward her front when those two very strong hands of hers had my wrists again and guided them up to her waist. I was able to kiss her on her back above where her tank top stopped. She held me for long seconds, then released my hands and pulled her underwear and shorts up.

"Now you've seen it so you can watch and imagine," she said, heading for the top of the hill.

And that's exactly what I did, following behind her and watching . . . and wishing and hoping and everything else that my mind could pull from its recesses to torment me just a little. They always told me that the anticipation about something could be as good as what you were anticipating. I hoped that was true.

It was another 15 minutes or so before our casual hiking brought us to the much larger than usual sound of the waterfall. It had rained a good bit during this week and we were seeing the results. We sat our paper sack down on a nice bed of soft moss that was growing on the bank of the stream and I could see Melissa eyeing the waterfall with an anticipatory look on her face. She looked at me and I knew what was coming. Slowly she peeled off her clothes, one piece at a time and then stepped into the stream and under the water, partially disappearing in the large volume that was showering down from above.

Not to be left behind by the delectable and very sensuous vision that was unfolding before me, my clothes were quickly off and I plunged under the waterfall. It was cold, but felt good after the heat. I bumped into Melissa and quickly her arms were around my neck, her lips on mine and her tongue was probing and dancing with mine. Just as quickly she was away from me and frolicking in the deluge that threatened to knock us off our feet if we weren't careful. As I was thinking that, she jostled against me and once more arms surrounded my neck and lips were against mine. It was an erotic feeling like none I'd ever experienced before.

More dancing around in the water, more touching and bumping, tongues thrashing about, exploring and then, a hand on what was now my very full erection. But the kissing didn't stop and the other arm was still around my neck and all I could do was groan. Without even thinking about it my hand went down to her leg and lifted it as she bounced on one foot, the water cascading over both of us. Her hand wasn't stroking now, it was pulling me, directing me, and I didn't need much direction to know where it wanted to go. As I felt it rubbing against her muff, then move lower I knew it was right there. And wonderfully I heard her voice in my ear.

"Yes, yes, yes," it was saying, almost pleading with me. It was more than I needed and I bent my knees so very little and pressed my hips forward and suddenly, where there had been cold water there was unbelievable and inviting warmth and I pushed myself forward as far as I could go as, her arms around my neck, she lifted both legs around me and locked her ankles behind me. I was moving now, a wonderful feeling racing through me and, water pouring over her face, I could hear an exhaled, "yes,' with almost every stroke. Our lips were together again, but the yesses didn't stop. Again, before I really wanted, that bubble of erotic passion began to grow and I began to panic and tried to pull loose, but now she changed to, "No, no," and locked her ankles even tighter and I knew it was too late anyway as my body began jerking with the most wonderful and fulfilling orgasm I'd ever had accompanied and accelerated by one long "yesssssss" from Melissa.

The water was still pouring over us as I felt her legs unlock behind me and before she could get free, I moved out of the water and the stream to that cool and soft mossy place and laid her down. Wondering if I'd get resistance, instead I got assistance as she spread her legs and pulled my head down between them. I didn't need any more encouragement and my tongue was probing, sliding between very wet lips and rubbing against a delightful nub that I found there with wonderful results. Her body was moving with me, her hips rolling and gently pressing into my face. Her moans were audible, even over the gentle roar of the waterfall. And those wonderful gasped yesses that I kept hearing told me exactly what I wanted to hear. Suddenly her hips launched themselves upward and I reached under her, squeezing those delectable buns as a long, "ooohhhhh yessssssss," escaped her lips and wonderful jerks were buffeting my face. I didn't want them to stop but they finally slowed and did stop. I raised my eyes to see hers looking back at me.

"War over?" I asked quietly, with one more kiss to that hot and very musky place where I had just been.

"War over," she repeated.

"I'm glad I was here for the final battle."

"There wouldn't have been a final battle without you." Her hands were beckoning me and I slid up beside her where her lips sought mine in a kiss, not of passion now, but of fulfillment.

We lay together for long minutes, just very content with where we were. Then, we sat up and, still naked, ate our picnic lunch.

I couldn't help but stare at her almost constantly and, thank the lord, that seemed to be exactly what she wanted. As that wonderful smile of hers bathed me in its warmth, I couldn't help but be thankful that I had signed up for this summer camp, that I had gone back that second day to this place to spy on the naked girls, that Melissa had decided to go with the other three for an outdoor shower, that she was who she was and didn't see me as a nasty peeping Tom and, most of all, that her war was over and that we had fought the final battle together.

"I just knew you were afraid but, I have always had a prescription of birth control pills with me and after that first walk we took, I started using them. I just knew. Wrong time of the month too." She was totally amazing.

I knew that the last few weeks of the camp would be probably more interesting and exciting that even I could imagine at this moment. Also, River Valley and Indian Hills were only a few miles apart. Little things can change a life dramatically and the seemingly small decisions we make can alter our lives forever. Right this moment, watching that adorable and very enticing face, that's exactly what I was hoping for.