Please read my other Molly stories for more background, stories in no particular order.
I apologise for any mistakes but in my defence I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first language. Spell and grammar check is set to Australian English.
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance of real people or places is coincidental. All characters are 18 year of age or older. Please do NOT read if you don't like lesbian play or watersports.
Copyright: Author
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Molly is our protagonist working at a gym, beauty salon and living on her own in her deceased uncle's large house. She is petite, with long curly dark hair.
Nancy is part Aboriginal and part Italian, short cut hair, studying at university, beautiful dark hazelnut eyes.
Sam, the greasemonkey, has been living and working in south Victoria but has a family much further north on a farm where she also left her husband in waiting behind.
Fiona, the sparkie, is a second generation immigrant with parents from Germany and Turkey.
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Molly looked forward to the next few days. She was going camping in a national park with her friends. They had all been in the girl guides together a long time ago now it seemed now that they were 19 or older. There were four of them that had decided to walk a part of a nature trail but also stay at some of the beaches along the trail. It was spring so it should not be too hot or too cold though the sea might be rather refreshing, so to speak.
Two of her friends lived close by so the three of them travelled together via trains and buses down to the southern part of Victoria to meet Sam. It was nice to catch up on the trains with one being an overnight train. Even though they didn't live that far apart they had not seen each other for a long time. Nancy and Fiona were good company. Just as well because Molly would be sharing a tent with Nancy.
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The first day was a beautiful mild sunny day and four hours later they were at the first campsite close to the beach. Time had passed quickly as the trail was beautiful with lots of flowers and birds. There was no one at the campsite and they had hardly met anyone on the walk so it was down to the beach, clothes not even optional, and into the sea to soothe tired feet and legs.
Molly could not help but check out her friends. She didn't want to say anything about liking both men and women as she suspected that Sam and Nancy were rather religious and she didn't think it would go down well at all. Maybe another time.
Nancy was studying at a university, she was a bit skinny but strong. She had never once been the first to ask for a break or slow down on the walk. Her breasts were a nice b cup, brown eyes, pussy with trimmed pubic hair, and her hair on up top was in a ponytail. Molly's hair was thick brown and curly and usually long but Molly was thinking about cutting it short before the summer heat really hit. She was a bit self conscious as her pussy was smooth. She had been working part time in a beauty salon and she had thought it was a good idea to try what was on offer and what she was dishing out to the different ladies. Wow, the waxing hurt. She almost wanted to stop halfway through. Now that would have been a conversation starter.
Sam the greasemonkey had met them when they came off the train. She had also supplied the wheels. She had moved away for some mechanical work but was moving back again soon, or so she said. And she had a future husband waiting there too. She could really pick any place to live as there was always demand for a qualified mechanic.
Fiona the sparkie was often on the move as she liked to travel and could essentially get a job wherever she wanted, well if they had the mix of engines and electricity she was their man - well their woman. Everytime Molly talked to her she seemed to be working in a different place and with a different boyfriend.
"Hey, Molly, that must have hurt?" Nancy was knee deep in the sea and looked down Molly's body to her pussy.
Molly blushed. "Only while it lasted." She felt that Sam and Fiona were looking too.
"What does it feel like?" Asked Sam.
"It is okay but I think I will let it grow out again and then just keep it trimmed. Only did it because I have a casual job at a beauty salon."
"Fair enough." Said Fiona.
"Anyone bring a frisbee?" Asked Nancy.
Sam ran back to where they had put their stuff and got the frisbee.
Molly wasn't sure but she felt that Nancy was checking her out a few times but she never caught her looking.
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They put up their tents quickly and built a fire down on the beach. A fire perfect for some Billy Tea and sausages, followed by warm apples and marshmallows for dessert.
It was warm around the fire. The conversion was easy and the silence in between was too. They seemed to be able to talk about everything and anything.
They went spotlighting briefly, listening for different animals and spotting a few. Fiona suggested star gazing but that only lasted briefly as it was getting cold.
"Bedtime." Said Nancy and they headed for their tents.
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Molly made sure that Nancy went in first. She just had to see Nancy's ass stretch against her pants as she bent over and crawled into the tent. So firm and spankable. Fuck. Her mind was at it again. When they were walking somehow Molly had always drifted behind the others checking them out. She had even checked out Nancy as she peed. It had reminded her of the one handed books, so called, that her uncle had and didn't think she knew about. Finding his book and magazine erotica had been nothing short of a revelation for Molly. The erotica covered everything from straight vanilla to hard core sado masocism. She found herself drawn to the bondage and watersports erotica. Seeing Nancy pee made her think back to one of the books where an innocent student had been tricked by her roommate ending up bound in bed and forced to drink her roommate's pee and lick her pussy to orgasm.
Molly watched Nancy disappear into the tent. She got down on her four feet and followed. If only dreams came true she thought.
Nancy was putting on some thermal underwear to keep warm. "Do you think that we should zip our sleeping bags together to help keep warm? I think they are both left bags but we can still zip 'em together."
Molly could barely talk. "Sure, yes, good idea."
"I get so cold sometimes but worst of all is waking up cold and needing to go pee. It is so much colder out there and damp." Said Nancy as she proceeded to zip the bags together in the light from their two flashlights.
"Yes."