You needed a break to get away from it all so you found a spot to camp for a few days in this secret location you thought nobody else knew about. Surrounded by big towering trees, a clear pool with a waterfall cascading gently from a rock outcropping twenty feet above. The only thing you were worried about were bears. But they're not going to care if they see you taking a shower in that waterfall just after daybreak, are they? Of course not. So you slip out of your sleepwear, leaving it back in your tent. Your sports bra and panties are the last to go, left by the water's edge, bright pink so you can't miss them. You slip into the water and at first it's cold and your skin puckers up all over but then instantly it's refreshing. You splash and head over to the waterfall. All you can hear is the forest coming alive and the songbirds everywhere.
I hear the same symphony of nature as i make my way up this new trail I had only read about in an old guide book. There's a waterfall up here somewhere, and as the early morning light filters through the trees I finally catch the scent of fresh water mist. Then I hear the splashing water. I hadn't brought any water in my hydration pack, stupid I know, but I was in a hurry to get to the trail head by sunrise. I set my pack down at the edge of the trees and pull off my shirt. It was already sweaty. I can't stand getting water in my Goretex boots, so those are the next to go. What the heck, I think, might as well go for a swim, so in one quick motion I pull off my hiking shorts and boxers. Damn my balls needed the freedom. As I step one foot in the water your pink bra suddenly catches my attention. What in the world? Who would leave a pink sports bra out here? And are those panties? Suddenly I hear a nervous voice from the direction of the waterfall.
"Hello"
When I first catch sight of you your hands are protecting your crotch nervously but you've made no effort to hide your breasts, so full and round and still dripping water from your natural shower. My water bottle is one hand, its cap in the other. I realize my cock is exposed to you and despite the cool morning air i can feel it hanging low, still stretching out from having been confined in my shorts.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't, I mean, you were here first, and this must be yours..."
I'm mumbling like an idiot and I can't take my eyes off your body and you know it. I can tell your gaze is fixed on me too. You aren't running away, so that's a good sign I guess. I pick up your bra and panties off the shore. Are those Victoria's Secret? Nah couldn't be.
"Here I can bring these to you" I offer sheepishly.
But you've already started swimming toward me.
"That's ok, I'll come get them" I hear you say as you paddle toward me. Your long hair flows behind you in the water. Your perfectly round ass pokes out of the water. Good grief, I think, is this a dream?
You stand up out of the water and I nervously hand you your underwear but its all I can do not to stare at your body. Perfect, toned, naked, dripping wet. I can't help but notice your pussy is completely shaved. How old are you? 20? 25? It's hard to tell.
"Aren't, aren't you going to put those on?' I ask, still amazed and stammering like an idiot.
"I need to dry off first silly" you say as you walk over to your tent. "You're naked too, right? I mean I think we're kind of even. Come here and let's talk"
As you bend over to crawl into your tent I can't help but admire how your breasts sway on your chest. Is that a hint of a tan line around your waist? It's hard for me to tell. Maybe you tan nude? Wait, are you talking again?
"Hey you, snap out of it."
"What?"
"You're staring"
