Author: KyaKorday Category: Lesbian
It was our last summer before college and we all wanted to do something we could remember fondly. We were 18 and free, so my four best friends and I were going on a two-week camping trip into the Boundary Waters Canoe Area.
I knew we all looked like idiots as we were removing the two canoes from the top of the car, but we were having fun and that was all that mattered.
I should introduce us all before I continue: Jan Fossum was the cutesy one of our group. She thought that she was a dwarf at 5’2”, but everyone else regarded her as petite and adorable with cute, perky little breasts, blonde hair that bordered on being brown, with dark brown eyes. She was the kind of girl that everyone wanted to cuddle.
Christy Shaver was our mouthpiece. Whenever the rest of us were too afraid to stand up for ourselves, Christy would take charge and had the uncanny knack of saying exactly what we were all wishing we could say. She could have been a model, especially when she adopted her over-exaggerated, strut. The girl was 5’9”, willow-slim with shoulder length, auburn hair that swayed from side to side across sexy, high cheekbones. She looked as if she had stepped out of the pages of Vogue.
Dawn Veriday was very laidback about everything we did. At 5’11”, she stayed in the background, not an easy feat. She would always study a situation from every angle before giving us her opinion. She was big-boned, but she wasn’t fat and she was the keeper of the most gorgeous tits I had ever seen. I think she was probably wearing a 36D cup by the time we all turned 14. I always swore she was a direct descendant of the Amazons with her blonde hair, blue eyes and height. I was just pleased that she never kicked the shit out of me for saying it.
Charming as the others were, Nikki Dawson was the most captivating of the bunch as far as I was concerned. Her raven black hair fell like silk to the middle of her back. Oh, and those beautiful green eyes, so sweet and gentle, with just a hint of mystery behind them. She was the one we all went to when we were bothered by anything and she never looked bored or disgusted, no matter how lame we were. At 5’5”, she had, I suppose, a normal figure for a typical 18 year-old, but, to my eyes, every curve of her body was exquisite. Since third-grade I had been enamored with everything about Nikki.
Finally, there was me, Tia Devs. At the time you might describe my looks as somewhere between average and pretty. I was 5’4” with long, wavy, dishwater-blonde hair with natural streaks of lighter blonde running through. The feature that most people commented on was my eyes. They changed color as the light would change, going from a light hazel, to a dark brown, depending on what time of the day it was. My eyes would get pretty dry when the girls wanted to see why I looked different at certain times and they would literally make me sit without blinking just so they could see the phenomenon.
My figure was quite nice, even if I do say so myself. I never grew very tall, but by the time I was 16, I was buying a 36C bra and was quite proud of my tits, buying tops as tight as my parents would allow.
So, there we all were, going on our two-week camping trip and looking stupid. If you were watching us from a distance, you would have seen five teenage girls, all dressed in cutoffs and halter tops, all trying to lift the canoes off the roof of the car. Try as we might, no matter which of us was carrying the damned things, we couldn’t stop them from nose-diving into the asphalt or the dirt. I guess it might’ve gone better if we could’ve controlled our laughter, but that wasn’t happening, so we just went with it. I knew if the canoes wound up dented, my dad was gonna be pissed, but I also knew he’d get over it… eventually.
We were so over-packed for that trip that it was ridiculous. We had gotten all of the gear and coolers from my parents, but my mom continued shaking her head when she saw me cleaning all three of them out. I asked her what her problem was, but she just kept shaking her head, with that knowing half-smile she always wears when she thinks we kids or dad are doing something really stupid. I hate that fucking half-smile.
We organized all the camping gear at my house because my parents had everything we would need. We had gone camping every summer for as long as I could remember and dad took pride in how much gear he had collected over the years. I grabbed all of the packs, throwing them into the car. My plan was that we’d leave the stuff we didn’t use in the packs. Mom shook her head at me again and smiled. Seriously, I wanted to smack her.
By the time we began loading the canoes with all of the gear; Nikki had started messing with my head. I had always felt especially close to Nikki and the older we got, the more intense those feelings were becoming. All she would have to do was brush past me and my nipples would instantly harden while a thousand tiny electrical charges would shoot through me until they landed at my pubic bone. It was exciting, frightening and excruciating all at the same time. It never happened with Dawn, Christy or Jan, only with Nikki. I loved it and hated it all at the same time.
After we finally managed to deliver the canoes to the shoreline, we were still giggling as we headed back to the car for the gear. Nikki slapped me on the ass as she walked past me, turning to look at me as she continued on backwards, her eyes moving directly to my hardening nipples, causing me to blush as she gave me a radiant smile before turning around again.
Immediately I began to panic, suspecting she knew I had a thing for her. I began looking at the other girls, just to see if they knew too, but they were all just carrying coolers to the canoes. I tried my damnedest to stop looking so guilty.
By the time I had finished carrying the tent down to the shoreline, the only things they had were the coolers, which they were loading all into one canoe.
“We should put one in the other canoe,” I suggested.
“Don’t wanna,” Nikki insisted. “I’m gonna lie on them while you and Christy paddle us out to the island.”
“Did we vote on who gets the free ride and I missed it?” I asked.
“Nope, I called it and I’ve been thinking about it all week, so deal,” Nikki informed us as she headed to the car.
“Bitch!” Jan shouted, making Nikki almost trip as she laughed.
Once the canoes were packed and the car parked, Nikki began organizing us into the proper canoes. Jan and Dawn in one; me, Nikki and Christy in the other. She even had to put us in the proper positions. Dawn in the back to steer since she was much stronger than Jan, and me steering ours since I had done it for years, then she took three of our lifejackets for cushions on her little makeshift cot. The rest of us just shook our heads as we paddled out.
I have to say that as we began, I was seriously worried about water slapping over the edge into the canoe, so I expressed my fears to Christy, instructing her to slow down her paddling in order to keep some distance from Dawn and Jan’s waves. Soon we were a little way behind them as Nikki looked at me and smiled.
It wasn’t long before I wasn’t looking at the waves at all as Nikki repositioned herself on the coolers, sliding her feet onto my seat on either side of my hips.
I blushed as I leered up the leg of her shorts, noticing the clean-shaven edges of her pussy. I had been shaving my own for a long time and never thought too much of it, but hers was so sexy, I just wanted to dive into it.
I turned almost crimson when I noticed she was watching me with a huge grin on her face. I looked out across the lake, trying not to catch her eye, but when I knew she wasn’t looking at me, I snuck peeks at her, noticing her nipples were as hard as mine.
I squeezed my legs together, feeling an incredible shiver go through me. It took all the control I had not to jump on top of her and begin kissing her, but I managed to hold myself back.
Nikki loved every minute of what she was doing to me and I was sure she knew what I was by then. Horrible thoughts began going through my head. I was sure this whole trip was going to be a disaster and at some point she was going to ‘out’ me the rest of the girls, but I still couldn’t stop looking. She was just too fucking hot!
Then I noticed something and it was my turn to smile. Nikki was getting the tiniest little wet spot near the crack of her ass. I guessed she had been getting just as turned on as I was. It did make me have to feel my own crotch, finding my own little wet spot. Unfortunately at that moment my leg bumped hers, causing Nikki to open her eyes as she lifted her head. She looked up, catching me with my hand in my crotch.
A small giggle escaped her mouth until she saw where I was looking and automatically reached her hand down to her shorts. She smiled victoriously when she felt nothing, until I pointed further down. As she slid her hand through her crotch, she touched it and gave me an entirely different smile and there went the electricity again as my body visibly quivered. She loved the effect she was having on me, and truth be known, so did I.
As we neared shore, Dawn and Jan were already unloading the other canoe. Just before we reached them, I began to panic at the prospect of anyone else seeing my wet crotch, so I put down my paddle and jumped into the water. As I surfaced, the coldness of it hit me like a boulder.
“Holy shit!” I screamed.
All four of the girls were staring at me with their mouths hanging open. It was still fairly early in the morning and even though the air was warm and humid, the water was like ice.
It didn’t take very long for Nikki to realize it was her only escape from notice as well and soon I was watching her take the leap.
“Jesus Christ!” She screamed after bobbing above the surface of the water.
The rest of us girls stopped what we were doing and just stared at her. Nikki came from a very Catholic background, never having uttered a single swear word in all the years we had known her. She always said she was too afraid she might slip at home if she got into the habit, so she just never did.
A smile began to appear on my face as I realized this was her hurrah trip. This was going to be the trip where she let it all hang out and I was going to be the one she let it all hang out on… at least I hoped that was what was going on. With any luck, before we went away to our separate colleges, I would mean as much to Nikki as she already meant to me.
I began laughing as Dawn, Christy and Jan ran into the lake, screaming their own dirty words as they surfaced.
Nikki smiled softly at me again as I blushed.
After splashing at each other for a short time, we emerged from the water, toweled off and, pulling on fresh clothes, we at last, began to organize ourselves.
For some stupid reason, they put me in charge of setting up the tent. It was one of those heavy canvas types. An old army tent, meant to house my family of seven when we were camping, but I had never really paid attention to setting it up since my dad and my older brothers always took care of it.
Nikki had accompanied me and my family on several of those trips, so I enlisted her help, leaning in to whisper as she got closer to me.
“Did you ever pay any attention when dad and Eric put this thing together?” I asked her.
“No; you either?”
“Nope, can’t say that I did.”
“Well, I know we need a boulder or a hammer to pound in the stakes, but that’s about all I remember,” she admitted.
“I know, you were always too busy watching Eric and his rippling muscles,” I teased.
“You don’t know what I was watching,” she insisted as her face reddened.
I don’t know why she was upset with me, but I could tell that she was, so I just dropped it.
It didn’t take very long for the other girls to realize that we had absolutely no clue what in the hell we were doing and soon we were all working on it. Even with their help, it still took us over an hour to get it looking solid enough for us to lay out our sleeping bags.
Nikki was the last one to put her bag in the tent. I watched her from a distance as she rearranged my bag before putting hers down. I was extremely curious to know what was going through her head.
Nikki’s and my histories were intertwined. To begin with, we were both born on the same day, so we always had our parties together, even though our family wasn’t Catholic. Then when we were 13, my 17 year-old brother, Trent, died in a car accident. He had been racing to get home before curfew and misjudged the corner. Nikki stayed with my family for two weeks straight, making meals and just being there for anything we needed.
The other girls stopped by daily to check on me, but Nikki never left until two weeks later when my mother gave her a big hug, telling her how wonderful she was and how much she had helped us all. I too thought it was pretty special and knew that, come what may, she would always be closer to me than our other friends.
Two years later, I did the same thing for her family when her father died of a massive coronary.
Nikki was the youngest of nine kids and her mother was 49 years old before she even got pregnant with her.
Her next brother was at least five years older than Nikki, so she was never all that close to any of her siblings, but she was very close to her parents.
I had stayed with them for a little over two weeks, wanting to make sure she and her mother would be okay since they were the only ones in the house once the rest of the kids had gone back to their own homes.
I think her mother was especially grateful and had tried including me in all of their Sunday and family rituals after that. I accepted at least every other Sunday and I think Nikki appreciated the fact that she didn’t have to be alone. Mostly my motives were selfish since I just couldn’t stay away from her.
Once the campsite was looking closer to organized, I offered to go looking for starter twigs and birch bark. There was enough wood piled next to the fire pit, so all we needed to worry about was getting it started.
I had been clawing my way through the underbrush when I suddenly heard a noise behind me. As I turned, I could see Nikki following me, so I stopped and waited for her to catch up.
“I was afraid I wouldn’t catch up to you,” Nikki huffed.
“Did you catch up to me so you could explain what you were doing in the canoe?” I asked.
“Didn’t you enjoy it?” She asked, looking disappointed.
“I don’t understand what’s going on,” I said. “I thought we were pretty close so just tell me what you’re trying to do,” I whispered.
Nikki never said a word. She walked up to me, pushed the twigs out of my hands before stroking my cheek lightly with her palm. My heart was in my mouth and my skin was on fire from her touch. The look on her face was different from any expression I had ever seen before. It was as though she had made an important decision and now knew what she needed do.
She leaned into me and her lips barely brushed against my own. I had to force myself to breathe as the tingles moved all the way into my toes, and she hadn’t even kissed me yet. Suddenly our lips connected and the sparks coursed through me. I put my arms around her waist, while she wrapped hers around my neck. Soon our tongues were searching each other out and my nipples felt so hard they hurt. My pussy had a life of its own, twitching like a Mexican jumping bean. I had to break off the kiss. I didn’t want her doing anything she didn’t feel she could.
“Why’re you doing this?” I asked breathlessly.
“Didn’t you want me to?”
“Since third grade.”
“Then what’s… really?” Nikki asked, grinning.
“Really, but I don’t wanna just be some fling. I think I’ve always loved you and that would just kill me,” I admitted.
“Me too… I mean, I think I’ve always loved you too and I don’t want you to be a fling either.”
“C’mon,” I said, realizing that we were entirely too close to camp. “Let’s go into the woods further.”
I didn’t give her a chance to say no; I grabbed her hand, dragging her deeper towards the other end of the island. When I felt we were a safe distance from the camp, we stopped to kiss again.
Questions were swirling around in my head, but I wasn’t ready for rational thought yet, not when I wanted to kiss her so badly. Our lips locked onto one another’s as breathing became more difficult and my head was pounding so hard I thought it would explode, but I needed to pull away from her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.
“Why didn’t you?”
“I never thought it’d happen, you know, with your religion and all. I just thought that with your mom and your family, we’d never be able to be together, so I never dared to tell you. Plus I didn’t think you’d go for it and I thought you might be disgusted by the way I felt,” I explained.
“I was scared too, but I love you Tia and I wanna be with you. Maybe once we’re out of college we could share an apartment and nobody would need to know,” Nikki said.
“You’ve just made every dream I’ve ever had come true. I love you so much.”
Suddenly we were kissing again. I pushed her up against a birch tree and untied her halter. The strings fell along her stomach, revealing her lovely breasts. I began kissing down her neck and then lower until my mouth rested upon her right nipple. It felt deliciously hard against my tongue and soon I was suckling, nipping, flicking and tugging it, spurred on by Nikki’s whimpering moans. My fingers replaced my tongue as they tweaked and squeezed the pink, perfect teat as my lips sucked in her left nipple hungrily.
While my mouth greedily devoured, first one nipple and then the other, I unbuttoned her shorts, prying them off with my hands while my mouth kept her too busy to notice, or care. Once I had dragged them over her hips, I slid my hand easily between her pussy lips. Nikki moaned contentedly before she gracefully stepped out of her shorts, to spread her legs and give me easier access. Now I was slowly kissing my way down her stomach, licking her groin and nibbling the tops of her thighs until my lips were inches from her pussy.
It was smooth and freshly shaven. “Beautiful,” was all I could say.
“I did that just for you,” Nikki admitted, combing my hair with her fingers.
“Thank you, I love it,” I said, leaning forward and tasting her beautiful, bald pussy.
“Oh my fucking God!” She rasped, clutching a handful of my hair.
Hearing such dirty words coming from those gorgeous lips and knowing how turned on she must be to say them made me feel exceptionally horny.
As I began putting one, two and finally three fingers into her vagina, I slid my tongue in between her pussy lips, gliding up and down, circling her clit, but not touching it. Nikki reached behind her, holding onto the tree while her other hand began rubbing my arm as I reached up to fondle her nipples. She was going crazy and I loved it as she began grazing my arm with her fingernails.
To be continued…
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