karnelman
Seeker of Sanity
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He could tell from the blush of her cheeks that she likely had not seen a man so near naked before. The warmth of her flesh as he took her hand told him even more. Her body had reacted to seeing him with only the barest of covering. His skin was warm and her heart beat had clearly quickened. He knew once wet her undergarment would reveal to him as the sunlight had earlier her supple body. The coolness of the water would surly cause her nipples to harden and peak, pushing the cotton of her under-dress out. Her tits would be displayed almost as if she were naked. As for him, once the tiny briefs that concealed his manhood were wet, they would cling and form to the shape of his cock. As they sat in the sun to dry, both would be as if naked to the other’s eyes. He wondered how she would react then. Would her body betray her mind and modesty? Would she be willing to put aside her upbringing? Would she succumb to desire and give her virginity to her host?
All of that was for later though. He stepped off the shore into the cool waters with the girl in tow. She giggled as the cool water chilled her warm skin. He released her hand and dove forth into the lake. He went deep enough to disappear below the pristine waters of the spring fed pool leaving only the wake from his kick to mark his location. When he pops up he wears a hardy smile. Ringlets of hair hang down and stick to the back of his neck. Droplets of water run down his neck and bead in his chest hair. His looks upon the girl who is still standing tentatively near the shore, not yet waist deep in the delightful water.
“Come join me, m’lady! The water is most refreshing,” He beckons.
Not waiting for her to move, he swam toward her and using his strong arms sent a wave cascading over her still dry bosom. He laughed heartily as the wave soaked the startled girl’s under-dress. He stood up now only waist deep in the water himself and gazed upon her breasts that were clearly visible against the wet cotton fabric.
All of that was for later though. He stepped off the shore into the cool waters with the girl in tow. She giggled as the cool water chilled her warm skin. He released her hand and dove forth into the lake. He went deep enough to disappear below the pristine waters of the spring fed pool leaving only the wake from his kick to mark his location. When he pops up he wears a hardy smile. Ringlets of hair hang down and stick to the back of his neck. Droplets of water run down his neck and bead in his chest hair. His looks upon the girl who is still standing tentatively near the shore, not yet waist deep in the delightful water.
“Come join me, m’lady! The water is most refreshing,” He beckons.
Not waiting for her to move, he swam toward her and using his strong arms sent a wave cascading over her still dry bosom. He laughed heartily as the wave soaked the startled girl’s under-dress. He stood up now only waist deep in the water himself and gazed upon her breasts that were clearly visible against the wet cotton fabric.