Kylie was not in a good mood at all.
She was pissed off, bored, hungry, mad at herself, and, to top it off -- horny.
It was going to be the worst three days of her life, she was convinced. Somehow, someway, she got talked into going with her family for a short camping trip to a lake in western New York where they had been going for the last 10 years.
The lake was nice, and the weather was going to be excellent. But, Kylie was now 20 years old and was going to be stuck with her parents alone, since her younger sister couldn't make the trip because of a rescheduled softball tournament.
She'd have much preferred staying at home. She'd heard about a big party happening that weekend with some of her friends from high school, and she'd been hoping to hook up with one of her old boyfriends. Since before finals started at college, Kylie had hit a dry spell in the sex department, and her fingers alone were not enough to ease her needs anymore.
But the annual trip was a big deal to them, so she gave in to her parents' wishes. What the fuck was she thinking?
Kylie had helped her parents set up their big tent, and erected hers on the opposite side of the camp site, as far away as possible. She knew from past experiences that her parents could get quite amorous when they were camping, so putting some space between her and them was important.
As soon as politely possible, Kylie got away. She told them she was taking a hike to the other end of the lake and wouldn't be back for at least two hours. That would give her parents time to fool around if they wanted to, and it would get her back in time for dinner.
She had on a pair of tight jean shorts and T-shirt, with high socks and hiking boots, and she carried a large towel. It was a perfect June day and Kylie knew exactly where she was headed.
The last two times her family had come to this lake, Kylie and her sister Becky had spent a lot of time away from the small beach where all the swimmers congregated, and the assortment of docks in front of the summer houses where most of the fishing took place.
Instead, one day two years ago while on a hike, they had come upon a secluded place that was a lot more fun to them. They hiked on the designated path that meandered through the camping grounds for a while, but then got off the trail and tried to follow the winding shore of the lake until they reached the other end. It was difficult pushing through the pine branches and finding their way, but it ended up being worth it.
They found a spot on a rocky bluff overlooking the lake, maybe 10 feet above the water's edge. A stream entered the lake just to their left, carving out a deep hole -- maybe 7-8 feet deep -- just under the bluff. It was a perfect place to leap off the rocks and into the water and there was even an easy path to get back up on the rocks.
They called it their "private" place.
Last year, they dared each other to go skinny dipping, since there were no cabins at this end and they hadn't seen a soul. It was a lot of fun.
The sisters were really close, only a year and half apart in age, and they would spend their time sunning nude on the rocks and talking about boys. Until last year, Kylie did most of the talking, because she had become sexually active first.
She was thinking back to some of those stories she told her sister while she made her way through the woods to the spot. The more stories she thought about and relived, the hornier she got. Kylie had probably been with six or seven guys before the end of high school and in her two years at college had added quite a bit to that total.
But she hadn't had much success lately, despite being a strikingly good-looking girl. Kylie wore her brown hair down to the middle of her back, and her face was what most people would call "cute," with brown eyes and perky nose.
She was blessed with long legs that swept up to a narrow, tight butt that she kept in shape with lots of workouts. Her breasts were not her strength, in her mind, because they were on the small side. But she had gotten nice comments on the fact that her nipples were quite puffy. In fact, more than one partner had described them as "very suckable."
Right now, as Kylie got close to the spot, she was looking forward to sunning herself for a while, then maybe getting herself off and finishing up with a dip in the lake.
Unfortunately, as she pushed through the final pine tree, the first thing she saw was a pair of blue nylon shorts lying on the rocks beside some black boxers and a blanket.
"Damn!" she thought to herself -- somebody else knows about this place.
Quickly she realized that she'd better find out who was here, so she put her towel down, got on her knees and peered over the edge of the rocks.
What she saw caused her to draw in a quick breath. Below her in the water was a naked guy, lazily swimming from one end of the pool to the other, with his ass clearly visible in the semi-murky water. And it was a nice butt; tight, with very visible tan lines.
Kylie took in the sight and her already moist pussy began to produce even more wetness. She started hatching plans to get this guy to satisfy her needs.
And then he did a remarkable thing, almost like he knew what she was wishing for -- he turned over and began to swim the backstroke. Right away, Kylie saw that he was young, probably still a teenager, with longish blonde hair and a sharp-featured face.
But ... what really caught her eye was much lower on his body. His dick was plain to see, but it wasn't plain by any means. Kylie knew there was no way he was hard in the cool water, and yet she estimated that he was already at least six inches and thick.
"Oh, my, I've got to get me some of that," she thought.
Just about that time, the boy stopped swimming and just kind of floated around, his cock lost to view under the surface. It was time for Kylie to make her move.
She leaned over the edge again and said, "Hey! What are you doing in my hole? I mean, my swimming hole?"
She watched the guy jerk back and look up at her with a look of shock on his face.
"So this is your hole, you say?" he said with a big grin. "Well, it feels nice."
"Ha, ha -- good one. I didn't think anybody else knew about this place."
"That's what I thought, too. Clearly, we were both wrong, although you're the first other person I've seen here, and I've been coming here for about five years."
"Well, my sister and I discovered it two years ago. I won't tell anybody else about it if you won't."
"I definitely won't. I like coming here to get away from everybody else."
"I can see you kind of made yourself right at home," said Kylie as she reached over, grabbed his blue shorts and spun them around on her finger.
"Yeah, well, that's how I roll here. Why don't you toss those down here?"
"Actually, I was thinking that'd be a bad idea. I kind of like the view from up here."
"What, have you been watching for a while?"
"Not long, but long enough to think it'd be smart for me to keep these shorts up here. I liked your freestyle moves, but the backstroke was even better," Kylie said as she slowly licked her lips.
"You kind of have me at a disadvantage. All I can see is your face, which, by the way, looks pretty good from here."
"Flattery will get you everywhere."
"Does it get me to where I can see more of you? That'd only be fair."
"Mmm, maybe. It is getting a little warm up here; maybe I need a dip in the lake."
"Come on down."
Kylie liked the way things were headed, so she backed off the edge and quickly shucked off all of her clothes. She hung back, making the boy wait.
Finally, when he yelled up, "Well, I'm waiting," she took several long steps to the edge and leaped out into the sunshine, her hair flying as her body plunged through the air and into the water and disappeared in a curtain of bubbles.
When she floated back up and broke the surface, she swept her hair back and looked for the guy, but he wasn't visible. Then she felt a vibration in the water and he surfaced nearly right beside her.
He shook his hair out, smiled, and said, "You sure know how to make an entrance, don't you? My name is Brooks," as he stuck out his hand.
She took it, shook it, and said, "I'm Kylie. Very pleased to meet you."
They chatted for a bit as they floated in the relaxing water, then Kylie, who was anxious to see if she could get something started, said, "I think I'm going to see if I can do that backstroke you were doing."
With that, she rose up in the water, stretched out and began mimicking his moves. Of course, all that did was push the tips of her tits out of the water and make her pussy visible, too.
"Oh, wow," Brooks said. "You're gorgeous. I didn't get much more than a glimpse when you jumped in."
"It's only fair, since I got to watch you for a few minutes," Kylie said as she turned back his way again. "And what I saw made me want to get a closer look. Maybe a real close look."
"You don't seem very shy."
"That word is not in my vocabulary. Especially when I'm stuck here for a few days with my parents and I'm horny as hell."
Brooks moved closer to her, then pulled her in tight and said, "I think we could take care of that," and then smashed his lips against hers.
After about 30 seconds, he reached up and began fondling her breasts and between his work and the chill of the water, Kylie's puffy nipples were in full bloom almost immediately.
At the same time, she reached down to take stock of his dick. It still wasn't hard yet, but her fingertips did not come close to touching when she grabbed him, an encouraging sign.
"Hey, lover boy, why don't we move this show up on the rocks?"
"Fine with me -- you lead the way."
Which was pretty smart on Brooks' part, Kylie thought, because as they were climbing up the rocks, he surely had a pretty wide-open view of her ass and cooch. Not that she minded.
They spread out his blanket and laid her towel on top of it, hoping for a little cushion from the rocks on the bluff. As their bodies became entwined, Kylie realized that this guy was a stud -- six-pack abs, wide shoulders, muscled arms and legs.
"How old are you, anyway? I love what you've done with your body."
