It was a warm summers day and we had planned to go camping for the weekend. Angel agreed to pack the clothes, as I found the tent and gathered the supplies. So, once we had gathered everything together into the Discovery we headed out.
It was not long before we had left the dusty, busy city behind and were out in the wildlife. We found a nice camping area, in a clearing near a brook and a path along the side of it. Judging by the overgrowth, the path was barely used. We were also told by the Ranger that there was a small pool along the path. Idea for swimming in.
We both emptied the vehicle and Angel picked a nice spot, so I could set up camp. She disappeared into the bushes and came out few minutes later in a lumberjacket style shirt, tied at the waist undone down to her stomach. Under this she had a black tight vest, holding her breasts in place and her nipples poking through the fabric. Clearly no bra. She also had on a small black sports skirt, black knee-high sports socks and hiking boots.
She tossed her stripped clothes into her bag and smiled, doing a twirl she asked, "You like?" I nodded and she smiled even more.
"Good." She continued "I have got you something, I would like you to wear". She dug into her bag and drew out a pair of Lycra shorts and t-shirt. Smiling she tossed them at me.
I could see by the look on her face she wanted me to wear these.
"What about underwear?" I asked.
"No, thank you." She replied giggling. She turned and walked off, so I could get changed. It didn't take me long to strip and change. I also noticed this weren't mine either.
"Babe, these aren't mine. You have got me yours by mistake." I said finding her crouching near the brook getting water in a billie can. She looked up at my face then at my groin, which was snug in her Lycra shorts with a visible penis line.
"No mistake babe, just right."
It was then that looking down at her I could see she was not wearing any panties. Her pussy shyly glimpsed at me from under her short skirt. She was also shaven and looked so smooth. My hearty skipped and I could feel myself getting aroused, my cock stirring beneath the Lycra, as I tried to move my stance. She just looked at my face and my groin and smiled, adjusted her skirt to hide her jewel.
I walked off and could feel her eyes watching me as I did. I started to collect fallen twigs and branches and built a fire. Once it was lit, I watched Angel as she prepared the food. Her back was turned away from me. The wind gently blew her skirt and caused it to flap. Angel would chuckle and hum to herself.
"You, Ok?" I asked.
"Yes." She replied. "The wind is a bit chilly, and well you know." Blushing, she pulled her skirt down as the wind playfully kissed her now exposed bum cheeks. Then she started rubbing her thighs together with her hands.
As the afternoon rolled on to early eve, we had prepared, cooked, and eaten our meal. Angel asked to carry the pots to the brook as she followed. I knew she was still looking at my ass, as I caught her sniggering as I looked back.
We got to the brook, as she sat down on a flat smooth stone on the bank, her face showed an odd expression. Sort of between a smile and discomfort, she rolled her eyes for a split second, then got up quick, looking embarrassed.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Nothing." She whimpered back. "This stone is wet and cold, and my fanny was warm until I sat down. Sort of gave me a quick orgasm." She smiled and giggled.
I smirked as she gently sat back down again. She giggled again and splashed water at me. It did feel cold and fresh on my face. I laughed and splashed her back, flicking the water up between her knees and thighs. She seemed to enjoy the sensation of the cold water running down her legs, licking across her pussy, she splashed me more soaking my shorts. She looked and giggles, pointing at my bulge.
"I can see your cock, through the wet fabric".
I blushed but splashed her back and watched as she felt the cold water tease her pussy more.
We finished washing the pots and I carried them back to camp. Angel walked behind me. I felt her slide her hands round my waist in a hug, then she slid her hands, her cold wet hand down the front of my shorts and grab my shaft and cupped my balls. My warm and cosy cock and balls were now shocked by her cold hands and her grip. I jumped in shock.
"See what I mean, babe." Laughing, she started to roll my balls in one hand and stroke my cock in the other.
"Yes." I whimpered back in excitement as she stimulated my erection. She pulled her hands out from my shorts, smiled, and looked at my bulge. She licked her lips and patted it through the fabric.
"Hmm nice." She winked and walked off in front, humming to herself.
I was glad no one else was around as we walked back to camp. We spent the rest of the night by the fire, watching the day turn to night, the light to twilight then darkness.
We both fell asleep in our sleeping bags under the stars and by the dying fire as the night creatures played out their opera of music through the night. It was bliss.
Next morning, I thought I was the first up, but Angel was already awake, laying in her sleeping bag, by the cold dead fire. She looked at me.
"Hey babes", she whispered. I replied and started to stand up from out my sleeping bag. Suddenly Angel exclaimed.
"Stand still and keep quiet", as I had my back turned to her and was in mid-stretch I froze.
