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This little frolic, which is submitted for the
Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2024
, has limited description of sexual activity. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
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"Hey, you wanna go rafting?" asked Daniel.
"Rafting? Are you nuts? There's not a decent river to raft anywhere near here," his girlfriend Hannah replied. "And besides, we don't have a raft."
"No, I mean let's kayak out to the mussel rafts in the bay and check them out."
"You mean those big floating things you can barely see from shore?"
"Yeah. Some of them are a couple of hundred feet on a side and they have thousands of ropes down in the water with mussels growing on them."
She gave him a sideways glance. "Uh, and that's exciting?"
"Well, it's something to do and we might even get lucky and see some seals basking on them."
"Mmm, might be interesting. Kinda of a long paddle though, isn't it?"
"It's about five miles out there and as long as the weather is decent, should be no problem to do it and be back by evening. We can bring food and some water and have a picnic on one of them. Most of them have little wooden platforms for the workers to stand on and we could sit there."
"You mean the whole thing isn't covered?"
"No, you see, they need to get to each rope and pull it up so a big cover would prevent that."
"I see. How come you know so much about them, anyways?"
"When I was in college a buddy and I went out to some up north. I've never been to these."
"Are you sure it's OK for us to go to them?"
"I've never seen a 'keep out' sign and it's not like we can steal anything. Each one of those ropes can be dozens of feet long and is covered with mussels. They're so heavy the harvesting requires a powered winch to raise them."
"OK, I guess it could be something different to do. How about Sunday?"
"Weather outlook is good, so yeah."
"What about the tides?"
"Shouldn't be a problem. It's all fairly deep water and no tough currents or eddies to deal with."
"OK, I'm in. I'll come by your place early and help you load the kayak. I'll bring lunch."
"Great. Bring lots of water 'cause it can get pretty hot out there."
"Beer?"
"Nah. Don't want to get looped when we're out there. Some sodas in your little cooler would be nice, though."
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Sunday dawned clear and the weather forecast was for dry conditions. Both Hannah and Daniel were getting excited about doing something completely different for a change. Usually, their outings consisted of simple dates, hikes in nearby parks and on one occasion, a weekend away in South Carolina.
He worked as a CT tech at the university hospital in town while she was a nurse on the OB ward. They had met at work and after several months of teasing and flirting with him, Hannah was pleased when he finally took the bait and asked her out. She would have asked him out but she was new to the South and wasn't sure how well it might go down given the more conservative nature of the community. When she told him this months later, he laughed and reassured her that although the community was more conservative than her home in Massachusetts, it would have been perfectly OK for her to invite him first.
After they had dated a few times, she invited him to her apartment for dinner and, what he was unaware of, something more fun. After a nice, spicy Asian meal, they cleaned up the kitchen and drifted into the living room. After he sat down, she crawled onto his lap facing him and lowered her lips to his. They had kissed previously, but on this occasion, she demanded more than simple kisses. She guided his hand to her breast before she rubbed his chest and ground her pelvis on his stiffening cock. After things got hot and heavy, he broke away and asked if he was 'invited for the night.' Once she told him he was, they ended up back in her bedroom where they explored each other for much of the night. A year or so later, the nearly thirty-year-olds' relationship was strong emotionally and physically, so much so he was even toying with the idea of popping the question soon.
The launch site was some thirty minutes from town and was a hundred yards from a parking lot serving a small, commercial marina. When they arrived, there were only a couple of other cars in the gravel parking lot. They unloaded the double kayak, hauled it to the tiny beach and prepared to launch.
Daniel had been pleased when Hannah pulled off her T-shirt to apply sun cream and was doubly pleased to realize she was wearing a tiny bikini which barely covered the essentials. He must have been staring because she teased him about tripping over his tongue when they went to carry the boat to the water.
"Nice bikini. Nicer bod. How can I not drool?"
"You might end up drooling more when I take it off when we're out there paddling."
"Oh, you're killing me here," he laughingly complained, "But don't forget to bring something to cover up with just in case."
Each of them threw in a T-shirt and a pair of shorts before launching the boat. She sat in the forward hatch, their gear was in the middle section covered with a secured lid and he was in the rear. Initially, they could barely see the rafts from such a low position but as they paddled out towards them, they seemed to grow slowly. After a rather long paddle, they could make out the silhouettes of dozens of seals basking on several of the rafts. What amazed Hannah the most was the size of the rafts. They were well over a hundred feet on a side and at every six to nine inches she could see a rope hanging into the water.
"Dan, there's gotta be thousands of ropes on just this one raft alone!"
"Yeah. Doing the math in my head I'd say they've got at least twenty to twenty-five thousand ropes per raft."
"And how long are the ropes?"
"I dunno but I'd guess at least twenty feet or more. And if you look right near the top, you can see mussels on top of mussels. Each one of those ropes has gotta weigh a heck of a lot."
As they got closer to one raft, the seals launched themselves into the water with huge splashes but the seals on the more remote rafts remained unperturbed.
"The top has gotta be at least four feet off the water. How can they get up there?"
"I don't know. I guess they swim as fast as they can to the surface, launch themselves up and maybe they use their flippers to help haul up to the top."
"How are we going to get up there?"
"Look over there. See the little ladder?"
"Oh, good. I didn't want to use my flippers," she laughed.
After paddling around a few rafts, they decided to have lunch. He tied the kayak off at one ladder and handed the food up to Hannah who had climbed up to the eight by six plywood pad above the ladder. They opened their lunch, grabbed a soda each and relaxed as they watched the seals on the next raft over.
After they finished eating, they both were getting hot under the subtropic sun and the humidity wasn't helping at all. A quick dip into the water helped cool them temporarily. Dan stretched out on the tiny platform and closed his eyes to relax. When he opened them a short time later, he realized her bikini top was on the platform. He sat up and gently rubbed her back as they stared off into the distance.
He liked her breasts. They were about average in size, stood out nicely on her chest and featured the cutest little nipples imaginable. Before long he shifted his hand to her front and began to gently rub her belly and breasts.
"Mmm, nice," she whispered.
"Yeah, I think so."
"You guys always think boobs are nice. All a girl has to do is flash 'em and guys will come running."
"You're flashing them now and I don't see anyone."
"Nope, but you're interested, aren't you?"
"Of course, but then I'm your boyfriend."
"If you were really my boyfriend, you'd maybe try something more."
'Was that a come-on?' he asked himself. "Like what?"
"Maybe try to get in my pants."
"Honey, those aren't pants. That is a tiny triangle of cloth and it barely covers the essentials."
"See, I knew you were paying attention. Now, let's see how long you can look me in the eye when I take the triangle off."
She reached down and pulled the scrap of cloth down her legs before dropping it next to her bra. Daniel forced himself to look her in the eyes though he could see out of his peripheral vision the gorgeous body of his girlfriend. Her slim torso, flat belly and lean but still curvy legs kept calling to him but he resisted, concentrating on her wavy blonde hair and too-cute-for-words face and smile.
"You're doing really well. OK, you passed the test. You can look now but I demand the chance to look as well. Off with your trunks."
"You realize we're gonna be totally nude out here?"
"I already am, so get busy."
"Not worried about anyone seeing us?"
"No, too far to shore and if a boat comes by, we'll get dressed again. This feels great being totally nude, not a stitch on and feeling the sun on every inch of my skin."
A surprisingly strong gust of wind, which hit them as they were talking, threatened to blow their clothes into the drink. "Uh, Honey, maybe we should put our clothes back on."
"Why?" he asked. "It's too nice. Let me put them down in the kayak."
He scooped up the clothes, put them in the kayak and grabbed his waterproof gear bag to bring up to their perch. "Hey, I've got some sunscreen in here. Maybe we should..."
"Yeah. Good idea. You go first."
He spread cream over her back, buttocks and thighs before turning to her front. "You certainly saved the best for last," she laughed.
"Yup, I did."
After he finished covering her with sunscreen, she took the bottle and began applying it to him. As he had done to her, she started with his back and finished up with doing his front. She did not apply any to his cock stating she maybe wanted it in her and didn't like the idea of it being covered with cream when that happened.
"You mean you want to do it here?"
"Sure. Why not? I think I'll start by going down for some ice cream before we move on to something more fun."
"You'll get your ice cream and I'll dine at the Y," he laughed. "Sounds like we'll both enjoy eating something."
She rolled over to him and gave him a few deep kisses before she began to kiss down his torso.
"Yech, that shit tastes awful," she said, referring to the sunscreen, "I'll just head downtown directly, if you don't mind."
"Now when would a guy ever mind that?"
Hannah smiled at him as she pulled his stiffening cock to her awaiting lips. After a few gentle strokes, she lowered her mouth to him. Daniel loved her blow jobs. She could take much of him into her mouth, loved to roll her tongue around the base of his knob and would simultaneously jerk him off as her lips and tongue worked wonders on him. This was no slow BJ; this was a fast and furious knob gobbling, as she called it, to get him relief as quickly as possible. In what seemed to be only a few minutes, Daniel was moaning and warning her he was about to come. She released him for a second to tell him it was OK before she bent over him again to finish him off. He saw stars behind his closed eyes as his seed boiled up from below. After several pulsations of release, he eased back to the platform. Hannah rose from his cock with a smile.
"Like it?"
