East Haven Sun Club

FUCK! I was just about to cum! I was rubbing my clit furiously when my potential orgasm was interupted.

"Well here we are," dad announced proudly as he pulled the motor-home into the stall.

I rolled my eyes incredulously from the back of the motor-home as I exhaled heavily and pulled my shorts back up.

"Let's get this baby hooked up," dad announced as he opened the driver's side door and hopped out.

I sighed. I knew how that translated: 'I'm going to handle this and don't you think you can tell me what to do'.

My dad: Jack of all trades and master of none.

"Well come on Kendra," my mother said as she opened the passenger door. "Let's get out and take in our surroundings."

I felt a smile cross my lips. Mom knew what dad meant too when he said 'let's'. It was time for the women to leave the man to do man things.

I couldn't help but shake my head as I walked to the door in the main section of the motor-home. It was 2019 but we were a family that could have existed in the 1950's.

Dad worked. Mom didn't. I still hadn't figured out how to tell my father that I'd been accepted into an engineering program at McGill University. I knew as I reached for the door handle that my father probably expected me to take a hairdressing or fashion design course. I closed my eyes as I felt the sun hit my face as I opened the door. Even though this wasn't my dream way of spending my summer vacation, this place did feel nice and warm. I donned my shades and stepped out of the motor-home.

"See?" my mom said as she cinched her purse over her shoulder. "It's not that bad."

"It's still not Europe," I replied sarcastically. Two of my friends from high school were currently in Copenhagen about now. I had wanted to tag along with them, but my folks didn't want me to spend my last summer before I went to college away from them.

"I know dear," my mother sighed. "Just try not to mope about. All right?"

I weakly nodded.

As much as I wanted to be with my friends in Europe, I also didn't want to be 'angry eighteen year old' either. The fact of the matter was I didn't like being typical in any way. I felt a smile cross my lips as I thought about how there weren't many eighteen year old girls who would masturbate in an RV with her parents up front. Nor did I think many eighteen year old girls would be walking through an RV park with her mother while she was clad only in black tank top with no bra, and going commando in a pair of yoga shorts that were two sizes too small. I called it my 'cock teaser' outfit. The tank top fit snugly over my thirty-two C-cup breasts, and the shorts looked like they were painted on over my curvy hips and round butt.

I knew I had 'it'. I didn't need to be told I was attractive, but I heard it often enough. I had long auburn hair that fell to my shoulders, and my body was curvy in all the right places. I stood five foot six, and weighed one hundred fourteen pounds, and told people most of that was tits and ass.

I glanced over at the pool located in the middle of the RV park. "Not a lot of action here is there?" I mentioned to my mother as we walked along.

"Your father said that was one of the reasons he chose this place," my mom replied as she looked around. "Apparently this place doesn't get really busy until the middle of July."

I looked back over my shoulder and saw my father talking with a middle-aged guy as he was hooking up the RV. "I guess dad's getting the lay of the land," I remarked.

"That must be Rejean," my mother said as she placed a hand to her brow to block the sun. "He runs the place."

"Makes sense," I chuckled. "I mean look at his tan."

Rejean was probably mid-forties, with thinning salt and pepper hair. He was shirtless, and was in pretty good shape, with a very deep tan.

"Hello, bonjour," a middle-aged woman said to us as she walked up. "I'm Marie," she said with a warm smile. "My husband and I run the place. You must be the Murphys."

"Yes," my mother replied with a smile. "I'm Teresa, and this is my daughter Kendra," she gestured towards me with her hand.

"Welcome, welcome," Marie said with the same warm smile. "And I guess that's your husband talking with Reggie," she added with a nod.

"It is," my mother nodded. "This is a really nice place," she added.

"Thank you," Marie replied. "We certainly like it."

Marie gave us a brief introductory chat about the RV park, and what amenities there were. Then she gestured towards a yellow chateau on the other side of the pool. "The Langevins live there. And they have a daughter your age Kendra. Her name is Chantal."

******

A couple hours later I met Chantal for the first time.

"Hey neighbor," she called out as she walked towards our motor-home. "Marie told me I I should stop by. I'm Chantal."

She had this wonderful French-lilt in her voice. Her hair was naturally blonde and straight, pulled back into a pony-tail. She had an almost cherubic face, that was betrayed by fantastically full lips, and dazzling blue eyes.

I had to pull my sunglasses down to get a better look at her exceptionally curvy body that had a little sundress tightly adhered to it.

"Holy shit," I giggled under my breath. "That chick is not wearing anything under that dress and she doesn't seem to give a shit that everyone knows."

I cleared my throat as I finished setting up the awning at the side of the motor-home. "Yeah hi," I finally waved to her as I pushed my sunglasses back up my nose. "Marie mentioned you to me too. I was going to pop over after we finished getting set up here."

Chantal stopped short of the motor-home and clasped her hands behind her back. "That's why I came over," she smiled at me. "I saw you three hard at work, so I thought I might be able to pry you away from all this fun," she giggled as she trailed off.

"I like the way you think," I laughed back. "One sec," I turned and stuck my head back into the motor-home. "Hey mom?" I called out.

"Yes dear?" my mother replied as she was busy setting things up in the kitchen.

"You remember Marie mentioning that girl Chantal?" I asked.

"Of course."

"Well she's here right now," I continued. "Is it okay if I pop off with her? She wants to show me around."

"Of course Kendra," my mother beamed a smile at me. "Go and enjoy yourself."

I leaned back out the door, pulled my sunglasses down and winked at Chantal. "We're good."

"You got a beach towel?" she asked coyly.

******

Five minutes later Chantal and I were walking away from the resort along side the road.

"So where are we going?" I asked as we walked along.

"Just this little place I know," she replied with a shrug. "So what brings your family to the East Haven Sun Club this summer?"

"Oh," I sighed. "My father had this grand vision of us spending one more summer together," I exhaled heavily. "I really wanted to go to Europe this summer with some friends though."

"Does your father know about the resort?" she asked with a wry smile.

"Know what?" I asked curiously.

"I'll take that as a 'no'," Chantal laughed. "Let's just say that you will get a little taste of Europe at this place."

I furrowed my brow.

"This way," Chantal gestured to her left as we turned off the main road and onto a dirt road through the woods. She dug her hand into her bag and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you smoke?" she asked as she began to light herself one.

"No," I replied with a shake of my head.

"Not even after sex?" she giggled as she exhaled.

"Nope," I shrugged. I couldn't help but stare at her as I watched her full lips over the filter of the cigarette each time she took a drag. I thought to myself that this girl must give the most amazing blow-jobs.

After a short jaunt up the dirt road, Chantal directed me to follow her through the forest. A few minutes later we emerged from the woods at the edge of a tributary from the nearby river.

"The South Nation River is another two miles that way," Chantal gestured as she tossed her bag into the grassy area not far from the water's edge. "This creek runs to that little lake near the resort. But no one ever comes here. It's nice and private."

"Your own little slice of heaven?" I chuckled as I began to lay my towel out on the grass.

"Something like that," she smiled coyly at me. "Now," she added matter-of-factly with her hands on her hips. "I'm guessing you're not a prude."

"I don't think so," I laughed back.

"Good," she replied with a smile. A moment later her sundress was up over her head and tossed to the ground. My earlier inclination was confirmed: She was as naked as the day she was born underneath. "You don't have to go nude if you don't want to," she winked at me.

"Why the hell not?" I shrugged. "After all I said I didn't think I was a prude." I kicked off my shoes and pulled my shorts down and stepped out of them, then pulled my top off over my head. "See? Neither of us wears any underwear," I laughed.

"You're going to fit in around here perfectly," Chantal laughed as she laid down on her towel.

******

"Now should be good," Chantal remarked, breaking the silence. Neither of us had said anything for about fifteen minutes. As we had laid down Chantal noticed me reaching for my sunblock. She told me that since I obviously hadn't tanned nude before I could use some straight sun before applying sunblock.

Now was apparently the time. "Let me know if you want me to do your back," she said with a smile as she rolled over onto her stomach, putting her curvy backside up towards the sun.

I began to rub lotion over my tits and I smiled at her. "Why do I get the feeling you just want to get your hands on my body?" I giggled.

"Am I that obvious?" Chantal laughed back. "You've got a killer body."

"So do you," I replied matter-of-factly. "Do you want me to do your back?" I asked coyly.

"Oh," she snickered. "Now who wants to get their hands on someone's body?"

I felt my face flush a bit. I'd always wondered about being with another girl, but I'd never had the guts to mention it to anyone. I took a deep breath. "I wouldn't mind giving it a shot," I said with a twinge of nervousness in my voice.

She rolled over onto her side and peered over her sunglasses at me with a big smile on her face. "Let me go first," she said quietly.

I trembled slightly as she rolled onto her knees and moved towards me. She took the sunblock out of my hand and tossed it aside. Then she gently began to massage my tits and I let out a low moan.

Man! This girl knew JUST how to touch them to get my juices going!

She leaned in and gently placed her full lips against one nipple then gently sucked on it.

"Oh god," I said in a low, gutteral tone. My whole body was tingling under her touch.

Chantal moved her lips over to my other nippled and gave it some attention as I ran my fingers through her blonde hair and then down her back.

Then she straightened up a bit and we were face to face. She smiled at me then leaned in and kissed me gently.

FUCK! I almost came right there! Her full lips were so velvety soft and like with her hands, she knew just the right amount of pressure to apply.

We embraced tightly as we continued kissing with our tits pressing against each other's. Chantal reached one hand down and caressed my butt cheek for a moment before sliding her hand around front. She gently guided it over my bare pussy then softly parted my already moist lips.

"Mmm," she moaned into my mouth. She ended our kiss and smiled at me. "You're as wet as I am right now," she cooed.

I knew that was an invitation for me to put my hand down to her pussy, so I did. My hand trembled slightly as I moved my hand softly over her bald pussy as well and I could feel the heat emanating from it.

We writhed against each other as she slowly worked her finger over my pussy lips, gently fondling away and spreading my moistness around.

I began to slowly do the same thing to her. Damn if she wasn't true to her word. As I gently probed her pussy lips I could feel how wet she was. Chantal leaned in and kissed me more deeply as she slowly inserted her finger into my waiting pussy.

I moaned with pleasure and trembled with delight as I felt her push her finger up inside me. With her thumb she began to gently work my clit and fuck I was close already.

I mimicked her actions with my own hand and fingers. I gently parted her lips and slowly pushed a finger up inside her pussy then began to play with her clit with my thumb.

Chantal kissed me even more deeply and I couldn't resist the urge to gently push my tongue into her mouth. We both moaned with pleasure as our soft tongues twirled around each other's. Our naked bodies writhed together as we pleasured each other.

I shook slightly as an orgasm built in me. Chantal moaned loudly into my mouth and with her other hand gripped me tighter as her finger began to work over my g-spot. I trembled with delight as I felt myself cum. I tensed up a bit as the orgasm hit me and I could feel myself spewing my slick goo all over her finger and into her hand.

"Oh fuck!" I gasped as I broke our kiss and smiled at her. With my free hand I cupped her cherubic face and marvelled at how such an innocent looking girl could be giving me this much pleasure.

A moment later Chantal leaned back in and kissed me again as I felt her cum and coat my fingers with her goo. I was amazed at how much and how hard she came.

Then she broke our kiss and withdrew her hand. She gently guided my hand away from her pussy then she gently nudged me onto my back. I laid back on the towel and gazed up at her as the sun behind her made a halo around her blonde hair.

"Oh you're an angel," I moaned as she moved her head between my legs. I thought it was an apt metaphor. The way her hair glowed with the sun behind her, and with her cherubic face she almost fit the part.

"Oh Jesus," I grunted loudly as I felt her tongue against my lips. I immediately arched my back up and pressed myself against her. Those lips that I imangined giving incredible head were also doing an incredible job on my pussy and clit.

After swirling her tongue around my damp pussy, Chantal locked her thick lips over my clit and gently began to suck on it and dart her tongue over it.

I shivered with delight as she slid a finger up inside me and began to massage my g-spot. I rocked my head back and forth as wave after wave of pleasure went through my whole body. I giggled as I glanced at my fingers covered with Chantal's slick goo. I was so overcome with pleasure that I just dove my fingers into my mouth and tasted her.

I began to buck my hips wildly as Chantal got another orgasm out of me. I felt it as she let my clit loose and her soft tongue begin to lick up my goo as it spewed forth.

I was just about to ask if it was my turn to reciprocate when Chantal's lips were back around my clit and her velvety tongue began darting over it again.

"Oh sweet fuck," I moaned loudly as I felt my back arch even more. Hell, my feet were up on my toes as I felt another orgasm building in me already.

As this one built I felt the need to cup my mouth and shriek with pleasure into it. Even though we were in an isolated place with no one around, I thought we might get interupted if someone heard a young girl screaming, even though it was with pleasure.

I lost count of how many times Chantal made me cum when she finally released my clit from her full lips and eased herself back onto her knees in front of me.

"Do you need a minute?" she asked with a smile as she rubbed my knee.

"Oh fuck no," I hissed as I sat up quickly. I cupped her face with both hands and kissed her deeply. Then I shifted positions around and her and eased her down.

"I should let you know," she grinned mischeviously at me as she scooched back on the towel and spread her legs. "I tend to squirt if it's done right."

I grinned back at her then dove my face between her legs. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pushed tongue up against her pussy. I took a deep breath and recognized the challenge Chantal had set down before me: She squirt if it was done right. So? I was going to do it right.

I darted my tongue back and forth quickly over the outer edge of her moist lips and I felt her writhe with pleasure underneath me. I gently rubbed my hands over her oily and tanned thighs as I continued the slight teasing before I got down to business.

After inhaling deeply and getting a combination whiff of both her juicy pussy and her coconut sunblock, I pushed my inside her. Chantal moaned with pleasure as I began to slowly swirl my tongue up around inside her. Rather than just copying everything she did - at least right out of the gate - I avoided taking her clit into my lips. Instead I gently darted my tongue all around it and then eventually over it.

I could feel her tremble and writhe with pleasure as I stimulate her clit. It was thick and engorged, and it twitched every time my tongue went over it. I resisted the urge to slide a finger up inside her and massage her g-spot. I wanted to see if I could get her to cum - and squirt - just with my tongue. Even though this was my first time going down on another woman, I felt like I was taking to it rather well.

And I was.

I was so surprised when Chantal squirted that I actually flinched when it happened. But a mere moment later I was right back at it. I sucked up as much of her goo as I could - since most of it had squirted onto my chin and neck - and then I pressed my tongue up against her clit and vibrated it over it.

"Shit de merdre!" she hissed as she bucked her hips. She arched her back as I had earlier and the next thing I knew even more of her slick goo was squirting out of her pussy coating my chin and neck.

I could even feel it oozing down between my tits. I felt good enough about what I'd done with my own technique that I now took her clit into my lips and gently sucked on it. I also released her thigh with one arm and then slid my finger up inside her and hit her g-spot.

"Oh tabernac!" she hissed loudly again.

Holy shit! This girl came huge! She squirted again and with my finger up inside her it spewed in every direction when it came out.

Chantal dug both her hands into the back of my hair and urged me on with her touch. I increased the pressure that I was sucking on her cit and pushed the tip of my tongue against it. I also slid another finger up inside her inviting pussy and put both against her g-spot.

Like I had earlier, Chantal cupped her mouth and let out a shriek of pleasure and this time when she came she squirted like Old Faithful.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed as I drew back in surprise. She was still spewing cum and it covered my face as I stared in amazement.

My face was drenched with her goo as she finally collapsed in heap of sweaty contentment.

"Holy shit," she moaned softly and slowly as she eased a foot up and gently rubbed it over my back. She wearily eased her head up and looked down at me. "For a first timer you do good work," she weakly giggled.

"Well thanks," I grinned back at her as I wiped a bit of her cum of my cheek and licked it off my finger. "I know where everything is and how to work it from personal experience."

"I'd say so," she laughed as she rolled over and reached for her bag. "Oh shit," she giggled as she looked back at me. "Sorry about all that," she gestured to all her cum over my face and chest.

I shrugged. "You did warn me," I replied with a smile.

"I won't be offended if you want to wash off in the creek," she said as she reached into her bag. "It's safe."

I thought about it for a moment and then flopped onto my back onto my towel. "I'm good."

Chantal fired herself up a cigarette then she laid down onto her towel. "I knew from the moment I first met you that we would get along incroyable," she chuckled.