All characters in this story are over eighteen.
Lisa, Laura and Daniel are German and usually live in north west Germany.
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Lisa had to hurry. She quickly walked the short, sandy path from her tent to the beach of the picturesque lake. The turquoise shore areas glittered in the first rays of sunlight and formed a sharp contrast to the dark blue center. She was the only one, the first one today, but soon the place would be swarming with tourists. No wonder, Lake McKenzie was one of Fraser Island's main attractions.
She positioned her tripod and turned on the camera. The morning light made her appear more tanned than she actually was, and the unfamiliar birdsong provided an exotic background. She pushed back her silky blonde hair, looked straight into the camera with her big blue eyes and flashed her cutest smile. It was cool and goosebumps adorned her tender thighs and youthfully firm breasts. Her small, stiff nipples pressed against her bikini. Her heart beat faster with excitement as she began her introduction, slowly untying the knot of her bikini top.
"Good morning. I hope the impressive atmosphere of the lake comes across in the video. It's quite cool this morning. Can you see my goosebumps? I hope I manage to make a short video before the first tourists interrupt us."
She let the top fall into the sand next to her and stuck her small, naked tits into the camera. Then she started messing with her panties.
"Oh wow, my nipples are really hard. You see how pale my little tits are and my butt could use some sun too. I would like to change that during my trip. However, things are quite prudish here and going topless in public is not very popular. I hope I don't get caught on the first day."
Her panties had also landed in the sand and she had spoken the last words naked. A cool breeze passed through the narrow strip of her pubic hair, went between her legs and tickled her already moist, slightly protruding inner pussy lips. A thrill ran through her.
She stood with her legs apart, closed her eyes and relaxed. A jet of warm piss made its way from between her pussy lips and hit the dry sand at her feet in a high arc. Satisfied, she opened her eyes and exhaled deeply. It was such a liberating feeling to pee standing in nature.
The first rays of the sun appeared over the tops of the forest surrounding the lake and made the small puddle in front of her sparkle. A flock of cockatoos emerged from the forest behind her and flew over the water in a white cloud. Her loud croaking made her look around in shock. She lost control of her stream and it ran down both of her thighs. Laughing at her own misfortune, she turned back to the camera.
She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. She had to hurry. Another cool breeze brushed her naked body and made her feel pleasantly excited. Her small breasts were firm and she pinched her stiff nipples several times. A sure way to increase her arousal.
She reached between her legs with one hand. Her middle finger slipped between her wet pussy lips. A few times she pushed it into her wet hole, rubbed her lips, and distributed her moisture. Her finger found her clit and she increased the pressure. She grabbed her breast with her left hand and massaged it firmly. She bit her bottom lip and let the pleasure rise within her. Her body reacted. Made her erogenous zones swell and brought a slight blush to her face. Lisa rubbed herself faster. Her orgasm was imminent.
Did she already hear the first cars among the voices of nature? Were there other people somewhere along the lake who saw her masturbating naked and unprotected in the middle of the beach through binoculars? This possibility made her decent, shy side tremble and her exhibitionist one rejoice. A torrent of conflicting emotions washed over her.
She held her breath, pushed three fingers deep into her moist, dark pleasure cave, spread her pussy wide apart and pressed the palm of her hand firmly on her clitoris, pinching her small nipples with pleasure. She eged herself to the climax, opened her eyes and stared into the camera. She delayed it further. Her knees became weak and almost gave way. She started shaking. Her little hole tightened around her fingers and her clitoris tensed painfully. She sucked in air through her clenched teeth and then screamed loudly as the orgasm washed over her in a powerful wave.
Lisa remained with her eyes closed for another minute. Felt the fine sand under her feet, her wet thighs and the sun that now was shining warmly on her exposed breasts. She breathed in and out deeply. Life was good.
Another croaking from the cockatoos woke her from her daydream. She turned her cute little ass toward the camera and ran the few steps that separated her from the shore. She ran through the shallow water and dove in head first. The cool water was refreshing and made her squeak loudly with joy of life. The forest on the other bank reflected her echo. When she was sure she heard cars, she rose from the water and waded back to shore. The sun had now fully risen and reflected in the drops of water on her bare skin. She heard the first voices from the parking lot in the distance. Quickly she grabbed her stuff and disappeared between the trees on the way back to the campsite.
Only a few footprints and a suspicious little puddle in the sand were left as evidence of her little adventure. But by the time the first tourists reached her traces, Lisa had already crawled back into her sleeping bag. Satisfied, she posted the video on her website. The first from her trip to Australia.
Finally she put her phone aside and looked lovingly at the sleeping face of her little sister, who was lying next to her in the sleeping bag and had not woken up despite her return.
Laura was eleven months younger than her. They had grown up together, but when her parents separated when Lisa was twelve, Lisa had moved north with her father while Laura had stayed with her mother. From then on they rarely saw each other and since Laura was not allowed to have a cell phone, computer or internet, they more or less lost contact.
In the years to come, Lisa's father was mostly absent and showed a lack of interest. He expected her to keep the apartment clean, cook, and do well in school, but otherwise he left her alone. She had to take on responsibility early on and therefore quickly became quite independent.
Laura had experienced the opposite. Her religious mother monitored her every move. There was no television, no cell phone, no computer and no internet. She drove her to the all-girls school in the monastery in the morning and picked her up again in the evening. This had made Laura shy, insecure and afraid of everything male.
Even though they didn't have much contact, Lisa felt responsible for her little sister and, now that she had made some money from her online presence, she gave Laura a trip to Australia for her birthday. As far away from her mother as possible. It had taken some time to get her mother's approval, as Laura was still seventeen when they left. However, her mother thought Lisa was a decent, responsible girl and she had promised to take good care of her little sister and to keep all men away from her. Eventually they had gotten permission.
Lisa had had to borrow some extra money from her roommate to get equipment for the two of them and was now hoping that with videos like the one from this morning she would make enough money to finance the rest of the trip and pay back the money she had borrowed.
They had flown straight to Brisbane, given themselves a day to adjust to the time difference, and then traveled on to Fraser Island. Their goal was to explore the island on foot. Yesterday they had walked from the ferry to the first camp and spent the night in the tent. They would continue today.
Laura opened her eyes sleepily. She was so pretty. Silky light brown hair, big brown eyes, a delicate nose and sensual mouth with full lips. While Lisa looked like a cute, innocent girl, Laura was taller, had a slim figure, long legs and relatively large breasts. Despite her obvious youth, she appeared older than Lisa.
"Good morning, little sister. Happy Birthday. How did you sleep?" Lisa greeted her and sat up in her sleeping bag.
"Good morning, big sister. Quite good. I woke up a few times because I heard noises outside, but since you were next to me, I wasn't scared and quickly fell back asleep. A bit like when I used to have nightmares and crawl into bed with you. Do you think those noises were dingoes?" Laura replied, somewhat embarrassed.
"I don't know, but don't worry, Laura. I promised mother that I would beat up anyone or anything that comes near you and I plan on sticking to it," Lisa laughed.
Laura looked past her embarrassedly.
"Is everything okay?"
