"For Lisa"
I cheated on my (now ex) wife many times over the years due to a range of reasons. At about 23 I wasn't having a good time at home with my soon to be wife. We had a baby coming and I was depressed. I didn't want to be with her and I didn't want a baby with her. I felt trapped. This is the second story in a series of my sexual adventures as a young man.
My two friends, Mark and Dan decided to take a day trip from the city. Just us, to our home region and do some reminiscing. To get me away from the place for the day and hang out with old friends. We all came from the region but from different towns so we had our own swimming holes that we went to, our own beaches and a range of other offerings that we decided to show each other.
It was a great day out, visiting smaller climbing mountains from Dan's area, farms I visited as a child from my area and as the day progressed we moved into Mark's region. Mark's region from when he was a child was a mountainous one and a thing that he remembered all his life was the "hippy commune" that was being built near his house at the time. We decided to check out the commune.
We drove through beautiful mountain areas, across streams, tall timbers and eventually after many a wrong turn, arrived at the place. To all our surprises and particularly to Mark, it was no hippy commune at all but a fully fledged Buddhist retreat. The scale of the place was astounding. It had a full set of gardens, kitchens for the monks (who walked around in their orange robes), guest quarters for the helpers who wanted to stay there and even a massive bell that they would hit with an immense wooden log attached to a rope at prayer time. The Dali Llama even visits the place when in the country. We were impressed.
Mocking Mark's distorted childhood memories of the place being full of hippies we cracked a beer each in the car, chugged it down and went for a wander. It was a good time and interesting in its own way but there's only so much culture three young guys in their early twenties can take in and besides, more beer was waiting in the car.
We arrived at the car and start it up. As we start to drive off we see a stunning blonde lady just walking up the road to the retreat. Totally alone, blonde with a youthful walk she demanded all our attentions immediately.
It seemed a dream, why would this girl be out here and all alone? We were young and ballsy so we pulled up and said introduced ourselves. Expecting to be blown off by this beauty she was incredibly interactive from the start. She asked what we're doing, why we were at the retreat? Her name was Lisa, she was from Canada and a good conversation was struck up. It turned out she'd volunteered to do some time at the retreat in exchange for meals and was being shown the way of Bhuddism as part of the deal. Lisa had enjoyed it but was also in her early 20s and was excited to see some action drive past her accommodation (us!).
We told Lisa we were off to try and find Mark's local childhood waterfall where he used to swim. We didn't even have to invite her, she jumped at hearing this and asked if she could come. This is one of those once in a lifetime moments. Young ladies did not just ask guys like us from our limited experience and we waited excitedly for her to grab her things. Obviously in retrospect Lisa was bored of being good and meditative at the retreat and wanted to party. The party was us, talk about timing.
Off we headed, winding through roads, all of us laughing with Lisa joining us in drinking beer. This was great stuff, spirits were high and we were having an adventure. Eventually we arrive at a good sized lake where Mark decides is the place the waterfall must be. We grab some traveller beers and all head towards a dried up creek area just uphill from the lake in search of the waterfall.
We walked some distance, with all of us taking turns trying to flirt with Lisa. Eventually, as time dragged on and we dodged bushes and thickets I ended up with lisa by my side and we chatted about this and that. I was enjoying her company whilst Dan and Mark broke branches ahead of us, forging a new path. The path had started to disappear and we were starting to struggle to keep up with it. We were getting into dense scrub when all of a sudden Lisa froze. A look of absolute panic came over her face and she said to me quietly yet with the firmness of fear that she wanted to leave... now!
I didn't understand for a second then it dawned on me. Lisa had walked into a deep forest where there was no track with 3 guys she didn't even know. We were so far from anywhere that if we were bad guys, we could have hurt her. As soon as the penny dropped I agreed with her instantly, said it was fine and that we should go now. I immediately started back the way we'd came with Lisa and yelled to the guys that we were over the hunt and heading back to the car.
We heard Mark moan behind us but Dan was keen to call it quits and it only took them about 10 seconds to follow. Lisa relaxed within a minute or so of heading back as she could now see we were good guys but was still a little shaken.
Over the period of the return trip her confidence grew again. Lisa could see that although she'd potentially put herself in a bad situation, we were not dangerous.
By the time we got back to the lake it was about 3pm and we were all laughing again though weary. We were hot, sticky and sweaty, covered in small scratches and needed a swim. None of us had brought our swimmers but we all needed a clean up. With a good few beers under our belt someone declared a skinny dip. We looked at Lisa for approval which to our surprise she almost gave. She wanted to but was a little hesitant. Well, that was enough for three young men and our clothes were off. Within seconds we were in the water naked, all of us except Lisa.
"Come on in!" we shouted to her. "The water's amazing". We chided in jest and let her know how cool and fresh it was.
"I'll do it." Lisa finally conceded. "Only if you all turn around whilst I get in."
We agreed unanimously and immediately and talked with each other whilst facing the other way. I was feeling tipsy and bold and felt I had Lisa's trust. Once I heard her footsteps splashing in I turned slowly and took in her beauty. At about 22 she was fit, yet curvaceous. She was giggling to herself at the madness she was partaking in. With Canadian upbringing, accent and mannerism but German genetics she was stunning to watch tip toeing into the lake. Lisa saw me and burst out laughing in panic and embarrassment. I laughed with her cheekily and she took three quick steps through the deepening water and plunged towards us to hide her nudity.
When Lisa came up, her long blonde hair was wet and clung to her back. She gave me a wicked grin and splashed water at me. We all laughed and started to swim into deeper water.
A few meters out was enough. The water got colder fast but it was refreshing and we were all enjoying the change after the walk. Despite the chit chat and laughter we were all conscious that just under the water we were all as naked as each other. The cold water washed around my growing cock as I treaded water talking with Lisa and the guys. Cold water makes any guy shrink in normal situations but with a naked young lady just in front of you, shrinking is not a concern.
Within minutes I found myself with a raging hard on. My pulsing cock washing through the cool water left and right. The pleasure was real and exhilarating. I knew the other guys must have been experiencing the same feeling as they had the identical excited look on their faces. Three young men with hard cocks just inches away from a young, Canadian beauty. I guessed Lisa was also just as aroused by her playful manner and it was driving the group to a delightful level of madness.
It didn't take long before we all started to swim about more as we talked. Lisa was getting more relaxed and didn't seem to mind if her breasts exited the water as she laid back and viewed the sky. Then at one beautiful point Lisa dived her head under the water by rolling forward in a half summersault, slowly lifting her ass out as she rolled. We were all caught in the slow motion moment of her glistening and round cheeks rolling out of the water, with a tiny glimpse of pussy as she finished her maneuver. That was it, the line was crossed. Lisa was horny, she was showing us what she had and there was no need to interprit any further.
