It was a hot August night and my girlfriend and I were spending some time at a friend Dan's house (best friend from college), passing the time playing liars dice. The heat was stifling, so it was no surprise that all the people there, including us, were a little bit listless. Even worse, clouds had pulled in over us, but with no rain to provide relief, the humidity was awful. The only bright spot for me, besides the rum and coke, were all the glistening, scantily clad women in the group...thank goodness for cutoffs and bikini tops (drool).
Luckily Beth had only caught me staring at some of the other gals once or twice, so the bruising on my shoulder wouldn't be too bad. She is pretty relaxed about that kind of thing, even going as far as pointing out really gals to me once in a while. Makes me wonder if she might have some interest that way, you never know.
Now you wonder why I was even looking at other women, considering how Beth looked. She stands almost 5'7" tall and has those classic hour glass type curves that draw men's eyes, with long auburn hair. While she is a C cup, they are a generous C cup with virtually no sag at all, very long legs that reach all the way up to one of the roundest asses I have ever seen. The one that looks amazing even before she bends over, then well...you get the picture. She spends a lot of time in the sun, so maintains a bronze hue well into the fall. Fantastic tan lines...did I mention she has a fine ass?
We have had something of an on again off again relationship for a few years now, definitely friends with benefits, but currently the relationship seemed to be in a "kinda on" phase. Not sure why it was like that, just was.
Now back to Beth's ass, there is something else that is wonderful about it. It is an erogenous zone for her, so she gets very turned on by touching it during a massage, kiss, or lovemaking. She is also very vocal, sometimes biting a pillow or covering her mouth to try to quiet down. And once she is turned on, really turned on, she can get a little out of control, which has proven for some very interesting moments over the years.
With no relief from the mugginess at Dan's place, one of the guests mentioned a secluded swimming hole he knew of, a good place to cool off, but remote enough that very few people knew of its existence. So we piled into cars, brought an ice chest or two with drinks and headed out. The guest, who rode with me and Beth, went on to explain that the only way to get there was by walking up the creek via a meandering path near it, because a huge wall of berry vines on the banks prevented any direct approach.
So with that, our intrepid band of party goers began their trek. All told, there were 20 of us, with 12 being men, and 8 women. A handful of those were couples, like Beth and I, but the rest were single or single-ish. At first it was even more muggy down by the creek as the water was warm, and the air was still, plus their were a fair amount of bugs buzzing around. As we moved up the creek, more trees began crowding in above the banks, providing increasing amounts of shade.
Boys will be boys, so pretty soon the splashing started, and a fair amount of grab ass...which from my perspective was pretty even. The guys upped it a notch by chasing a few of the gals with crawdads and small snakes they secured along the creek. There were quite a few shrieks and slaps as a result, but thankfully no wildlife was harmed during the pranks. It was pretty hard to tell what time of day it was with the cloud cover, but we had already been hiking for about an hour. Nobody was complaining though and as the shade increased from the trees, the temperature was cooling. It even felt like there was a gentle breeze from time to time.
It took us another 30 minutes to finally reach our destination. The banks had steadily climbed higher as we moved up the creek, obviously covered by a huge barrier of berry vines, so a return would only be back the way we came in. I could just see what looked like a large stand of trees up ahead when our guide informed us we were almost there. We walked for a few more minutes, approaching a bend in the creek, and upon reaching it, we saw a large shaded clearing ahead. Everyone picked up the pace, hurrying towards the clearing.
A marked change swept over the group as we entered the shaded glade, everyone visibly excited as we surveyed the area. The first thing I noticed was a thin mist that seemed to flow from a small waterfall, and drifted around the area. Lots of very tall trees provided shade, so the area was kind of dark. There were two large sand banks, relatively flat, consisting of a dark loamy mud flecked with what looked like fools gold, but I could have sworn it flickered in the dim light.
Everyone's energy level had increased as we entered, shrugging off the humidity and alcohol...almost a charged feeling to the group. It was then that there was a flash of lightening above us. Startled, we all froze, but quickly got over the initial reaction to the thunder that followed, like it was in our back pockets. We abandoned the path and splashed into the creek, which was nice and cool to our immediate pleasure. The lightning and thunder continued, but nobody cared, laying in the water or on the sand banks with their feet and legs in the water, laughing and splashing.
I tried to sit in the water, but was too jazzed up, so I climbed up onto the bank and watched everyone horsing around. When I looked around for a good place to sit, I noticed one of the gals from the party, a cute blonde with a ponytail and freckles, already sitting on the bank. What I had also noticed was that this girl was FIT, with a capital F. Nothing jiggling here at all, and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. By the crop top she was wearing over her bikini top, she looked to have a decent rack as well
"Not into the water sports?" I asked.
"Nah, came with a friend of mine, so don't really know anybody...thought I would just ease my way in. Besides, I like to people watch...I'm Kathy by the way"
"Hehehe...that is my style as well. My name is Alec, very nice to meet you. There goes my on again off again girlfriend though, she seems to be enjoying herself..."
I nodded towards one of the groups, who were engrossed in a splashing and mud throwing battle across the stream, firing salvo's from opposite sandbanks. Everyone was hooting and hollering, basically having a great time. Beth was in the middle of it, launching her attacks from the near bank, which allowed me to admire her fine posterior. As Kathy and I continued to watch, the entire group was dragged into the melee, with mud flying everywhere. Pretty soon, things deteriorated into hand to hand combat, i.e. stuffing mud wherever they could, down shorts, shirts and soon into bikini tops.
Amid the shrieks and laughter, everyone was having a great time splashing around. At first it was not too obvious, but as the battle continued, small groups were peeling off and lying down on the banks...and getting pretty cozy. The mud was still being applied, but where it was a game before, now it looked like passion was taking over. And it was also pretty obvious that the mud was sparkling a bit more than before, or was it?
"Holy shit!" Kathy said, pointing to 4 people, 2 couples, who seemed to be into their own personal version of twister. We could not tell who was who or where one person started and another left off. As we watched, they were joined by still more people, tossing clothes to the side before joining in.
