Family Ties

We found the baggie of vegetables right where we’d left it, but the clubhouse was unheated and drafty, so we hurried back to the relative warmth of our room. I closed the door behind us and grinned as she dusted sand from her shoes.

“You can probably take those off now,” I said. “I mean, they’re sexy as hell, but you can’t wear them to bed.”

She looked toward the bed in question, and I watched emotions play across her face: anxiety, determination, and finally excitement. She did her best to hide the last, but I could read it in every line of her body.

I sat on the bed and idly gnawed a carrot stick as she took off her shoes, stockings, and garter belt. She watched me out of the corner of her eye and seemed to grow more comfortable when I didn’t wolf-whistle or leer or anything.

She joined me on the bed. I hoped she’d sit cross-legged too, but she folded her legs under her and sat Japanese-style.

We chatted while she ate, and I told her more about life at camp. She perked up immediately when I described the quarry lake and its waterfall.

“It sounds beautiful,” she said. “I can’t wait to see it.”

“You realize,” I said slowly, “that you’ll have to come back. To the nudist camp.”

“Of course I will.” She rolled her eyes. “I just… have to get used to it is all.”

“You’re doing well so far.”

“Thank you. It’s… kind of fun, actually.”

“I thought I’d be embarrassed or self-conscious, but I’m not.”

“Thanks. The feeling’s mutual.”

“Tell me more about the people at camp.”

“Let’s get under the covers first. You might be hot-natured, but I’m not, and I’m starting to get cold.”

I turned off the overhead light and then checked the space heater. It was already on its highest setting, but it was hopelessly outmatched by the cold concrete and cinder blocks. Christy climbed into bed and I joined her.

“You’re freezing!” she said. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I was having fun talking to you. Besides, I was enjoying the view.”

“Guys are so strange sometimes.”

“Not strange. We just like looking at nude women.”

“Well, you’ll have to settle for me instead.”

“Who’s settling? I’m lucky to have you.”

She kissed my chest and began rubbing her warm hands over my cold skin.

“Mmm hmm.” I pulled her hand to my resurgent erection.

“You weren’t kidding!”

“Nope. I never kid about an orgasm.”

“Are you going to shoot in my mouth again?”

“If you want,” I said.

“Yes, please.” She sighed with pleasure and began stroking me gently.

She tensed with a question after a couple of minutes. “Do you mind…?”

“No, it’s silly. Never mind.”

“No, tell me,” I said.

“I know you’re cold, but… do you mind if I push the covers down?”

I didn’t answer aloud; I simply did it.

I started to ask why, but then I realized that I hadn’t turned off the bedside lamp. “You like to watch, don’t you?”

I chuckled and stroked her hair.

“And he’s all mine,” she added after a moment. She rested her cheek on my stomach and watched as she stroked me.

I rubbed her back and shoulders and felt her sigh with contentment.

“I like having you here. I want you to come back.”

“To camp or to your bed?”

“I’d like that,” she said softly. “Very much.”

We fell silent as she continued stroking, until I was ready to come. I fought a battle of wills with the little head. He wanted her to suck me off. I wanted to stick to the rules. For once, we compromised.

“Put the head in your mouth when I come.” I tensed with the effort to keep from shooting before she was ready, but I shouldn’t have worried. She wrapped her lips around me before I even finished speaking.

She gave another couple of strokes and then moaned when the first spurt coated her tongue. She swallowed and pumped her fist, and I obliged with more semen.

She kept nursing long after I stopped shooting, so I replaced her hand with my own. I began stroking in earnest and surprised her with another load after only a few minutes. She caressed my balls and swallowed every drop.

“Mmm hmm. I told you,” I said between breaths, “I have a high sperm count.”

“Probably not,” I said with a laugh, “but it’d be fun to try!”

“It would.” She scooted up and lay next to me on her side.

I rolled toward her and tasted myself on her lips as we kissed.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“For everything. For bringing me here. For tonight. For not laughing at my body. For being an awesome boyfriend.”

“My pleasure. Thank you for coming. And for trying new things.”

“I had fun.” She grinned. “Especially meeting your penis.”

She kissed me again and sighed when I cupped her ass. I rolled to my back and pulled her with me. She slid a leg over mine and rested her head on my chest.

“You ready to go to sleep?” I said.