Summertime Lust Ch. 03

Blake emerged from his tent wearing his swimming shorts. Looking down towards the river he could see Melissa already approaching the fence, dressed in a dark one-piece, her hat back on and a towel slung across her arm. With a sigh he set off to join his friends, not particularly in the mood for frivolity after Melissa's parting words to him. If he and Allison were so clearly an ideal couple why couldn't she see it? And why was it him that people felt the need to nag about it? On the plus side the apparent inevitability of their eventual partnership seemed to have spurred Melissa's desire for him too.

As he walked down through the sunny campsite he allowed himself a little smile at the pleasant surprise he'd just experienced. He wondered if he might find a way to coax Hannah in to joining him for a similar tryst, then he'd have completed the set, so to speak. He shook his head, scolding himself for thinking in such a way, 'besides', he thought, 'Hannah seems to be playing for the other team now.'

Down at the pool Melissa's reappearance drew the boys attention away from Hannah and Allison and the pair drifted away towards the opposite bank, Allison pointing out how long Melissa had been gone for and that Blake wasn't back yet either.

"Why don't you go and find him?" Hannah suggested, "this is a perfect opportunity for the two of you to talk properly."

"I don't know," Allison sighed, turning away, "I don't want to give him any ideas."

"What ideas are you going to give him?" Hannah laughed, "you just need to talk to him or else you'll be going away without figuring out where you stand."

"Tell me about it," Allison said, rolling her eyes. "Either I lead him on now and break his heart in September or I break his heart now and spend the summer feeling rotten about it."

"Give the boy some credit," Hannah said softly, wrapping her arm around her friend's shoulders, "he's not a complete idiot. Just try and explain how you feel to him, I'm sure the two of you can find some common ground."

"He says you'll all come and visit me at uni," Allison replied, smiling weakly.

"Of course we will, especially Blake, has he ever let you down?" Hannah asked.

"I suppose not," Allison replied.

"And if he doesn't come see you, let me know, I'll kick him up there and back if I have to." Hannah laughed, happy to see Allison smiling. "Besides, you know I'll be up there as often as I can," she went on, her voice dropping to a silken whisper.

"God I came so hard riding your tongue earlier," Allison groaned, "they probably heard me over in the village."

Hannah turned and looked back at the rest of the group, the boys splashing each other and Melissa cheering them on. Blake still hadn't returned which was odd. Turning back she slipped her arm down from Allison's shoulders, her hand descending her friend's body to her hip before sneaking across the firm flesh of her thigh and easing two fingers across the taut fabric of her bikini bottoms, feeling the contours of Allison's pussy. Allison reached across and did the same to Hannah, pausing to look past her at their friends, hoping none would turn and see.

"I'll do it again," Hannah smiled, "say the word and I'll do it."

"Right here?" Allison asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't challenge me," Hannah warned her, "you know I will." Her gentle fingers pressing slightly more firmly between Allison's lips for a fraction of a second.

Allison laughed, nodding an acknowledgement that she probably would be brazen enough to do so.

"Then you won't see Blake for dust though," Hannah sighed. "How's it going to work, I mean if you two-"

"I don't know," Allison replied, stroking a single digit back and forth between Hannah's plump lips. "I don't want to have to give this up though." She added another finger.

"We'll just see where the two of you are by the end of this week then," Hannah said, "I'm sure we'll have plenty more opportunities to spend some time together before then."

"If, Blake and I get together, and that's a big if, I'm not sure we can carry on like this." Allison bit her lip and looked up in to Hannah's eyes. "If we have something then I don't want it ruined before it starts."

"So not even little mid-week visits for me to lick you to heaven and back?" Hannah asked, mock horror on her face. "It'd be great stress relief for you."

Allison laughed quietly, loving that her friend could take rejection with such good grace.

"D'you remember the first time we did it?" Allison asked, feeling the unmistakable slickness through the crotch of Hannah's bikini.

"Mmm," Hannah nodded, closing her eyes as Allison's fingers dug deeper in to her fold.

"You telling me you'd tasted yourself, your parents away for the weekend."

"Their huge bed, perfect for stretching out naked." Hannah groaned.

"You kept me awake all night," Allison chided, her frown breaking as Hannah's fingers crept under the stretched yellow bottoms and on to her swollen lips.

"We must've fallen asleep at some point," Hannah replied, "I remember waking up and finding you in the kitchen, only wearing your tee shirt, you bobbed down and ate me out before I had a chance to say good morning."

"Fuck I'm getting wet," Allison groaned, "can't we get in your car and drive to a hotel or something? I don't like having to wait for an opportunity to arise, I want you now."

"Me neither," Hannah agreed, "if this goes on much longer I'll have to drag one of the boys off and see if he's any good."

"Or Melissa,"Allison suggested. "D'you think she would?"

"Melissa? Nothing would surprise me about her," Hannah laughed.

"Here comes Blake," Allison said, the smile dropping from her face as she withdrew her fingers.

Hannah turned to look, easing her own fingers out of the hot embrace of Allison's pussy.

"I have to admit, he does look good," Hannah sighed.

"I barely even notice any more," Allison laughed, reaching down and straightening her bikini bottoms.

"Because you're so above that," Hannah laughed.

"No, it's just, well I've known him so long, I can't look at him objectively, I see a bunch of emotions and memories."

"Well I've known him what, seven years? And I see a good pair of legs, strong arms, a decent upper body, good hair and someone who isn't obsessed with their looks. And someone who'll worship you given half a chance." Hannah tore her gaze away from Blake standing on the boulder as he surveyed the pool.

"Yeah yeah, I get it,"Allison sighed, "we're perfect, yadda yadda yadda. Just let me sort this out on my own terms, OK?"

"You're the boss," Hannah replied. "Except when I am," she whispered with a mischievous wink before turning and heading towards Blake.

Allison watched her go, her strong legs kicking slowly underwater.

"Blake why aren't you wet yet?" Hannah shouted as she approached him.

Blake shrugged.

Hannah splashed water up at him.

"Get in here right now," she called, her thoughts flicking back to Allison's fingers on her pussy, momentarily permitting herself to entertain the idea of being the filling in a Blake-Allison sandwich. She felt herself moisten and shook the image from her head, splashing Blake once more as she drifted backwards.

"Anyone want another beer?" Blake called.

Melissa, David and Henry turned and saw him for the first time, shouting out a greeting.

"Beer?" Blake called back, holding up a bottle.

The trio looked at each other, apparently discussing it before kicking off from the rocks and heading back. Halfway over Henry and David began pushing one another, vying for position until they broke in to an all-out race. David arrived at the boulder first, reaching up to pull himself out, only to find Henry reaching up and grabbing his shorts, yanking him back down in to the water before making the first ascent out of the pool. He stood triumphantly on the edge of the boulder, giving Blake an exaggerated bow as he accepted the proffered beer, then reaching down to offer a hand first to Melissa as she arrived and then David.

Hannah climbed out too, wondering why Blake hadn't handed her a beer as he had with the others. Fetching one for herself she straightened up and saw Allison circling the pool, jumping from rock to rock, ducking under the over-hanging branches that bordered the river on that side.

The group sat in the blazing sun, drying quickly on the rock as they drank their beer. Henry and David had moved to the back of the boulder, sitting where it crept a little higher than the rest of the flat surface, sipping their beer and talking quietly. In front of them Blake sat cross-legged beside Melissa who'd found her book once more and lay on her back reading through her shades. To Melissa's left lay Allison and then Hannah, both on their backs. After a while Melissa sat up, put her book down and got to her feet, turning she walked to the crate of beer.

"Anyone want another?" she asked, plucking a few more bottle outs for those who'd asked.

She strolled slowly back, swaying what little she had in the way of hips and knocking her own bottle back as she went. She handed a bottle to Blake first, holding it a little longer than necessary as she stared at him over her shades. Then turned and gave one to Allison before looking up towards David and Henry. With a sigh she scrambled up the slight incline and handed Henry the beer he'd requested. Turning to head back she saw the other girls laying on their backs. Giving the boys another look she realised that their position was chosen specifically to provide them with a place to stare at their friends. She caught their eyes and silently shook her head at them, Henry blushing a little and David just smiling even wider and nodding.

A while later Hannah disappeared, asking if anyone wanted to help her carry the empties back to the campsite, her tone making it exceptionally clear that she didn't expect anyone to volunteer. She'd kind of hoped that Allison might take up the request and that they might get a few minutes alone together for a quick bit of fun, but Allison's eyes had stayed shut and Hannah knew better than to arouse suspicion by waking her over such a trivial matter.

When Hannah reappeared she bought some food with her, carrying it down in her canvas rucksack and passing it around for everyone to find something they wanted. With everyone else eating she returned to her place beside Allison and touched her shoulder, waking her and telling her she needed to eat something. For a moment Allison presumed that Hannah wanted her to shed her bikini and reached down to push her bottoms down her thighs, her hands freezing as her brain got up to full speed and she realised where she was. Laughing to herself and sharing a wide-eyed grin with Hannah she sat up and accepted the food.

The afternoon drifted on, Henry and David got back in the pool, trying to drown each other while the others watched, and then tried to first persuade and then drag the girls back in. Finally Hannah relented and dived in, her reluctance to get wet again washing away as the cool water enveloped her. She joined in Henry and David's games, splashing David with sweeps of her arms as Henry laughed. Then she turned to Henry, much to David's delight. Henry ducked below the surface, his attempt at stealth made completely useless by the crystal clear water. Hannah played along though, feigning confusion as to where he'd gone, watching out the corner of her eye as he circled behind her and leapt up, wrapping his arms around her to hold her still as David returned fire.

Hannah laughed and screamed, turning her face aside against the barrage and writhing in Henry's arms. Henry ducked behind Hannah as much as possible, getting as much of a soaking as she was by David's endless splashes. As she wriggled Henry couldn't help but feel her butt press firmly back against him, her thighs entwined with his and her breasts resting atop his arms folded across her ribs.

"Let me go," she laughed, struggling half-heartedly to get free.

Henry felt his grip slip and expected Hannah to make a break for it but instead she stayed where she was, keeping up the pretence of struggling until Henry once more tightened his arms around her. He played along, laughing and holding her facing David. Straightening out his fingers he brushed them up and down her flanks, gently at first, wondering if he'd misread the signs. Hannah pushed back with her butt again, seemingly grinding it against Henry's cock.

Henry loosened his grip once more, giving Hannah another opportunity to escape and felt himself swell in his shorts as she did nothing more than thrash around pretending to struggle. Tightening his grip anew he caught Hannah's arms behind her back, squeezing her hands between their bodies, finding that her fingers now brushed against the firm shaft in his shorts. At first it seemed accidental and Henry assumed Hannah would either yell and finally struggle free or realise what she'd touched and freeze in embarrassment. She did neither, she maintained the pretence of trying to escape, writhing left and right while David continued splashing, then there it was again, her fingers brushing over his cock, softly enough to be written off as unintentional.

Henry pressed his hips forward, rubbing himself with minimal force against Hannah's butt. Her fingers returned, brushing across, lingering a fraction of a second, spreading out and caressing an inch before moving away again. His confidence rising, Henry pressed forward again, feeling Hannah bend at her waist to push back against him then snake her fingers around his cock as well as she could through his shorts, squeezing it, all the while screaming and kicking at David to stop.

Henry was about to see how far he could go by lowering one of his folded arms and slipping his hand between Hannah's firm thighs, but the moment he dropped one arm Hannah wriggled out of his grip. She moved a foot away before turning, giving Henry a quick look up and down, nodding thoughtfully before splashing him and turning to attack David.

Their battle went on for another thirty minutes, Henry's erection slowly subsiding, the sight of Hannah's big, wet breasts heaving around in her bikini doing little to help. They both caught the others eye several times, each time Henry would have to turn away before he blushed and Hannah would smile to herself.

Eventually she announced that she was done and headed towards the bank. David went after her, only stopping when Henry pulled him back and dunked him under the water. Hannah pulled herself out, standing away from the dry members of the group as the water poured off her. Melissa got to her feet and sauntered across, offering Hannah a towel.

"I told you he was big, didn't I?" she muttered, holding the towel open for Hannah to wrap herself in.

"I don't think you did," Hannah replied, "you said he was good, not big. Was it that obvious I was feeling him up?"

Melissa's face broke in to a grin, her eyes twinkling.

"No, it wasn't, but thanks for confirming it," she hissed, her smile broadening as Hannah froze in horror when she realised she'd walked right in to Melissa's trap.

"I'm going to take a shower," Hannah said quietly. "I'm going to take a shower," she said again, announcing it to everyone else.

"Me too," David shouted making a mad dash for the edge of the pool.

Henry went after him, both of them pulling themselves free and quickly towelling themselves dry before heading after Hannah's disappearing form.

"Do you think they realise there's separate shower blocks?" Melissa asked as she returned to where Blake and Allison were sitting. Neither replied. "I guess they'll find out soon enough"

"We should pack all this stuff up and carry it back to the camp," Allison sighed, avoiding eye-contact with Blake as she got to her feet.

"Won't Hannah do it when she's had a shower?" Melissa asked, a smirk on her face.

"Blake can you carry the rest of the beer and the empties, and the guys' stuff, I'll take the bag and towels. Princess, can you manage your book and hat?" Allison asked, adding a ridiculous courtesy when she realised that maybe she'd sounded a little more bitchy than she meant to.

The three of them wandered back towards the camp, Allison walking ahead and Melissa strolling along beside Blake, whispering to him as they went.

"But seriously though, look at that arse," she said, "tell me you don't want that, hell I want it and I don't really go that way."

Blake couldn't help but stare at Allison's butt as she walked in front of him. Imagining her bending over and exposing her delectable swollen lips cupped in that tight yellow fabric.

"Shut up," he sighed.

*

By the time Hannah returned from the shower the three others had dressed and were sitting about as far apart as possible. Allison in her jeans and tee shirt reading a book, Blake in a tatty old pair of shorts as he peeled the bark off a branch with his pocket knife, and Melissa wearing a short summer dress, flipping through the pages of the porno magazine David had bought.

"What a bunch of happy campers," she said brightly, "how about we get this fire going and see about something to eat, I'm absolutely starving."

She set about rebuilding the fire, Blake eventually leaving his knife embedded in the log he'd been sitting on and kneeling beside her to help.

"I can do it myself," Hannah said, hoping to sound less hostile than she did.

"I know, it's just that if I'm going to sit around sulking I may as well be at home doing it," Blake replied.

"Thank you," Hannah said, looking up and smiling.

"What for?" Blake asked.

"For making an effort," she whispered, "I kind of like to think that we're all here to enjoy ourselves."

*

When Henry and David finally reappeared from the shower the fire was blazing and between them Hannah and Blake had managed to pull part of it out, spreading the embers and setting up a little rack to cook some burgers on.

"That smells delicious," Henry said, coming over and kneeling beside Hannah.

"You've got my porn," David exclaimed, marching over to Melissa.

"I have to say David, I'm not impressed." Melissa sighed, closing the magazine and handing it to him. "There's nothing good in there."

"Yeah, well..." David replied, "what is you want to see?"

Melissa stepped back and spoke quietly.

"A girl with her ankles behind her ears getting drilled, whores sucking cock," she whispered.

David froze as she circled him, her mouth by his ear.

"What else?" he muttered.

"Two guys butt-fucking,"she groaned.

David jumped to his feet.

"Jesus, what the hell's wrong with you?" he shouted, storming off and sitting himself back down on the opposite side of the fire.

"What did you do?" Blake asked as the group looked up at David's vocal disgust.

"Just asked him to evaluate his sexuality," Melissa giggled.

*

The evening wore on, everyone had eaten as much as they could and the atmosphere had relaxed as they reminisced and poked fun at one another. As the sun had slowly lowered itself below the horizon to be replaced with a vast canvas of stars, they moved closer to the warmth of the fire, passing around a bottle of red wine Hannah had fetched from her car.

Hannah and Henry sat side by side getting drunk quicker than everyone else and giggling uncontrollably at every opportunity. The rest of the group wondered when, or if, the pair would stumble towards one of their tents and disappear for the night. Eventually though, after wandering off to find another bottle, Hannah moved and sat beside Allison, wrapping her arm around her flinching shoulder and whispering in her ear. It wasn't long before Allison announced that she and Hannah were getting tired and were going to lay down in her tent and talk in there.

"You never know, she might vomit and choke in her sleep," Allison explained as Blake helped Hannah to her tent.