Author's note: The origin of this story is an experience which I had in college. I was friends with a girl, and I was trying to get her to have sex with me. In those days, and in my circles, people didn't jump into bed on the first date. Getting someone to "go all the way" was an involved process. Once, my friend and I were invited to join a few other couples for a weekend at a cabin. I thought that that would be a good opportunity for me to bring my girlfriend to the next level of relationship. However, she declined the invitation, so my plan never got off the ground. This story is my fantasy of what might have happened.
"Come on, Janice. It will be a fun weekend." That is what I said to my college girlfriend, trying to persuade her to join me and some other couples in a cabin by a lake. "You know the other people, so everything should be fine."
Janice didn't answer right away. We had been friends for almost a year, and we did some kissing, hand-holding, and snuggling (clothed). Now I was hoping to move our relationship to another level. She continued tidying up her kitchen as she thought about my suggestion, and then she turned to me with her sweet smile and said, "OK. I think that we'll have a good time."
We were four couples, all juniors or seniors in college, 20-22 years old. The eight of us, Janice and I, Matt and Sheryl, Jeff and Brenda, and Bill and Lisa, went up to the lake in two cars. It was hot and sunny, and the water was so inviting that, as soon as we had unpacked our stuff, we decided to go for a swim. Janice and I went into one of the rooms of the cabin to change into our bathing suits. She turned away from me and said, "You turn around, too. Don't look!" I obediently turned my back to Janice, but I also sneaked a peek at her, getting a look at the creamy back below her sandy hair, and her beautiful oval butt cheeks.
When we got out to the lake, we discovered that this was going to be a clothing optional weekend. Matt and Sheryl and Bill and Lisa were butt naked, cavorting in the water. Jeff was also nude, but Brenda wore a bikini. The afternoon was a lot of fun. At one point, as a sign of things to come, Bill and Lisa went off by themselves down the beach. They were "alone," but we could see them, and, from their positions and the sounds they made, we could tell that they were having a good fuck.
As evening came, we built a fire, listened to music and danced a little, told jokes and stories, and drank a lot of beer. We grilled hot dogs for dinner and drank more beer. Eventually, we covered the fire and people headed for bed.
The cabin had two bedrooms and a larger room which we divided with a hanging sheet to give the appearance of privacy. We drew straws for room assignments; the two long straws got their own rooms, and the two short straws shared the other space. I drew a long straw, which made me happy, because it meant that there was one less issue that I would have to address with Janice. When I spread out our sleeping bag in our room, Janice said, "Only one sleeping bag? What is this?"
I said, "It is a double size sleeping bag, with plenty of room for both of us."
"Hmph!" was Janice's reaction. We stripped down to our underwear and got in the sleeping bag, Janice on the extreme left side, with her back to me, and I on the extreme right. I reached out and patted Janice on the shoulder. She rubbed my hand with hers. I rubbed her back a little bit, and she moved so that I couldn't reach it any more. That was it for the time being. On the one hand, I really wanted to fuck Janice. That was part of my plan for the weekend. On the other hand, I made it a point of honor not to coerce a girl into sex or to take advantage of anyone. Soon, Janice's breathing took on the slow, rhythmic, pattern that indicated sleep, and I fell asleep, too.
The next day, we did some exploring of the area, but spent most of our time at the lake. Janice and I ignored, or pretended to ignore, the variety of body parts on display. Matt was tall, not beefy, but muscular; he was a tennis player. He was the best endowed guy, with a very large cock growing out of a thick blond bush. His cock was also the most relaxed, and it spent most of the day just hanging and flopping around. Sheryl was of medium build, with nice round breasts and a shaven pussy that had puffy lips.
Bill was of medium build, and he had the second largest dick in the group. Even when it was soft, it stuck out at an angle. Alone among the guys in the group, Bill was uncircumcised, and his foreskin neatly covered the head of his cock, leaving only a small opening at the tip. Lisa had a fuller figure, very curvy, with large breasts that hung down somewhat. Her pussy was also shaved.
Jeff was relatively short, with a lot of black hair, on the top of his head, on his chest and stomach, and around his cock. His cock was the smallest of the group, but it was the most excitable and stuck straight out for a lot of the time. On our full day at the lake, Brenda joined the majority and went without her bikini. She was tall and thin, blonde, with smallish breasts and a little scrap of blonde bush.
Janice and I kept our bathing suits on. I did it more out of loyalty to Janice than out of intrinsic modesty, but the truth was that Janice and I were less experienced physically and sexually than the others. Hell -- we were both virgins! My cock was also medium-sized, on the long side, but thin, with a curly brown bush. During the weekend, it often bulged inside my bathing suit. I could only guess what Janice's pussy looked like under her blue one-piece bathing suit.
