Chapter 2

Once Gwen’s body was fully revealed she just stood there next to the pool, hands on hips, waiting expectantly. Even though I knew she was waiting for me to get out, I couldn’t take my eyes off her body. She was perfect. Absolutely, no question about it, one hundred percent perfect!

There was one question that was answered the moment her pussy was finally above the surface of the water. The hair on her head was black, if her pubic hair was any judge.

“Seriously,” Gwen snapped. “I thought we were going to go for a walk, not stare at me all night.”

I took a chance, trying to be cool.

“Do you blame me?” I smirked, trying to show as much confidence as possible.

“Sam! Get the hell out of the hot tub!”

Yikes, not the answer I was expecting.

“Fine, fine...” I climbed out of the pool with much less fanfare and allure than when Gwen did it, but that didn’t stop her from watching me the whole time. “Better?”

“Yup!” Gwen smiled, her eyes finally leaving my cock and meeting my own. “Much, much better.”

“Yeah, yeah, take it all in,” I said, standing in front of her, my feet shoulders width apart and my arms crossed in front of my chest. The point was to hide nothing from her, showing her that this wasn’t a big deal to me. It was, it really, really was, but I couldn’t let her know that! “Come on, get it over with.”

“You just going to stay hard like that?” Gwen asked, pointing towards my dick which was doing the exact same thing to her.

I was as hard as I had ever been, but I did my best to ignore it. If I brought attention to it, then I would think about it. That ... would be a recipe for disaster.

“Maybe?” I shrugged, still doing nothing to show any embarrassment about my erection. “It’s got a mind of its own.”

“Yeah right,” Gwen laughed. “Come on, let’s go.” Gwen turned and started walking into the trees, away from the path that ran through this part of camp.

It only took me a couple strides to catch up to her, seeing as how she wasn’t moving all that quickly. I would like to think she was doing that on purpose, waiting for me to catch up. If that was indeed the case, she didn’t give me any sign to confirm it. She just kept walking, her hips swaying as she went. She looked so good walking I was tempted to just follow behind her so I could keep watching her ass as she went. I thought better of that though and fell into step alongside her.

We walked side by side as we wound our way through the trees, always moving away from any signs of campers. When it was dark like this, it was almost impossible to tell where we were going. Once we were a good ways away from any artificial lights we had to rely solely on the moon for any illumination between the trees.

That did afford each of us a chance to scope out the other, which we were both doing as much as we could without getting caught. That worked for a bit, until we both decided to look at the same time, thinking the other would be watching where we were going. When I saw her head looking down at my dick when I glanced at her tits, I laughed. I shouldn’t have. I tried not to, not wanting to ruin the moment but when I did, Gwen’s eyes snapped up to meet mine and we both froze there for a moment, like a deer in headlights.

We were both busted but, luckily, I was the one that noticed it so I could play it off as something else entirely.

“Too bad you don’t have a camera,” I said.

“What? Why?”

“Because then you could take a picture of my cock ... it would last longer.”

“I don’t know,” Gwen mussed. “I don’t think it’s going soft any time soon. At least it doesn’t look like it.”

“Well, what do you expect?”

“That,” Gwen giggled. “That’s exactly what I expect from boys your age.”

“Oh, and have you been checking on my dick to make sure it stayed at full attention this whole time?”

“What kind of girl do you think I am!” Gwen huffed, playfully.

“Uh huh,” I rolled my eyes, not that she could see them in the darkness, but I still did it anyway. “You’ve been checking out my junk since I got out of the hot tub.”

“So, you’ve been staring at my tits the whole time!” She hefted them in her hands as a point of emphasis.

“They are pretty good to look at.”

“Judging by your dick, I would have to think so.” Gwen laughed, but then she looked around and her eyes widened, and she pointed to something through the trees. “Hey, look!”

I turned to see what she was pointing at and saw water that was so calm that the image of the moon looked just as clear as the one high overhead in the evening sky. It took me a second to realize where we were. That lake wasn’t a lake at all. Not really. It was the hot spring I had swum in more times than I could count. I just hadn’t realized it right away because I had never approached it from this direction.

We had walked a lot further than I thought we had, but when I looked back to Gwen, she was grinning and without warning she took off running towards the water.

“Hey!” I yelled, taking off in an attempt to catch up. I nearly tripped and fell on my face with my first step, but I managed to regain my balance, if narrowly.

Watching her run from behind was a sight to see, her muscles flexing and tensing with each stride. The way her ass moved and swayed ever so slightly with each footfall. I could only imagine how good she looked from the front, the way her breasts would shake and move as she ran. God!

I ran hard, driving my legs as fast as I could. My feet thudded into the ground with as much force as my legs could muster. Gwen was fast, a lot faster than I would have ever guessed, but I was faster, and I started gaining on her quickly.

I was right on her heels, reaching out to try to catch her arm but right when I was going to grab her, she dove forward, and I ran headlong into the water, halting my momentum as Gwen disappeared under the surface of that water right in front of me.

I swam after her, but when she burst through the surface of the water, I was still a long way away from her. She launched up high enough for me to clearly see her stomach, her tits bouncing in a way that was awe inspiring. She swung her head, her hair fanning out wide, flinging excess water around her in a perfect halo, the spray as it raced away from her seemed to sparkle due to the ghostly pale light of the moon.

My breath caught in my throat at the sight, and I stopped my chase, treading water. I watched her slowly sink back down to her chin. Her body was once again hidden below the water’s surface. She bobbed slightly, grinning happily in my direction as she too started kicking her feet and using her arms to keep herself afloat.

“What?” Gwen asked when I didn’t move to join her. Just staying where I was watching her.

“Uhh, sorry,” I stammered, her voice snapping me back to attention. “I was just ... uh, never mind.”

“Then get over here already.” Her voice was full of mirth and exuberance.

I didn’t need to be told twice, I started swimming towards her, covering the distance quickly.

“This was my favorite spot when I came here before my parents split up,” Gwen announced, her head slowly turning so that she could take it all in. She smirked and when her eyes met mine again, I could see a hint of blush on her cheeks.

“Good memory?” I asked, trying to tease out whatever information I could get to explain her expression.

“Yeah,” she nodded. “My first time was over there ... in the shallow section.”

“You mean your—”

“Yup, I lost my cherry in this very water.” Gwen cut me off.

“Must have been good, considering how much you’re blushing.”

“Eh ... it wasn’t bad. As far as losing your virginity goes. His name was Jarrod, and he was totally hot, and a few years older than me at the time.”

“Oh, I see,” I nodded dramatically. “You’re one of those girls into older guys.”

I was trying to be a little sarcastic, but at the same time, I was pretty sure I hit the nail right on the head. I mean, honestly, how many hot girls like younger boys? Not many.

“For him, absolutely!”

“Guess that means I’m shit out of luck then...” I pouted.

Instead of addressing that statement, Gwen changed the subject entirely. Well, she didn’t change it, she just launched herself at me and attempted to dunk me under the water. I don’t know if she was part seal or something, but she had no issue whatsoever in throwing her body high out of the water and pressing all her weight on my head and shoulders.

I felt my head smashed between her firm, yet soft boobs as she laughed maniacally. I tried to sink and slip away but her arms wrapped around my head and her legs around my torso. The added weight and the suddenness of it was more than I could handle, and I didn’t even get a chance to take a breath before I found myself held under water.

My hands instantly clasped onto her arms, and I tried to pry them apart. She fought me, I could feel her squeezing as hard as she could, but I managed to create just enough of a gap to slip out and pop up through the surface of the water, gasping.

When my eyes cleared, I saw Gwen, not too far away but far enough that I couldn’t just reach out and grab her. My eyes narrowed, it was my turn, revenge was going to be sweet.

Gwen saw the expression on my face and her eyes went wide for only a moment before she took off swimming away from me. I gave chase. I kicked as hard as I could, using my arms with every bit of power they could generate to propel me forward.

Gwen wasn’t like a seal at all, she was more like a damned otter! Every single time I got close, she would turn, dive, spin, roll, anything possible to keep herself out of my clutches. Even worse, she would somehow end up in the perfect spot to attack me again, jumping on top of me or grabbing my waist or legs and forcing me further underwater each time. More than once she brushed or grabbed my cock, but it never seemed intentional, even if I had wanted it to be. So, my steel erection never wavered.