The Waterfall

Told to Rusty and Barb by Bev and Jaime

Her Keggle muscles pumped me with abandon, riding me like a stallion and with her first muted groan I couldn’t hold it any more and shot what I had left in my balls deeply into her just as she let out an incredible groan of pleasure that seemed to last forever. Finally she collapsed, rolling off me onto the blanket. Both completely spent, we lay there for quite a while, enjoying the feelings of a great lay.

At some later moment a pang of fright shot through me. Had they heard us? Lifting myself up I peered over the ledge to see Meg and Bud getting dressed and leaving. They seemed in a hurry as they disappeared through the maples. Damn. I thought. What if they’d heard us?

Bud and Meg own the orchard next to our little place 40 acres of Christmas trees. We can see their house from ours, about four hundred meters from us. We visit often, crossing the quaint bridge across the stream that separates our properties and lets them share our drive up to the road. Our properties adjoin a Provincial forest in which we love to hike, explore, often naked, and especially skinny dip in the pool at the base of a twelve foot waterfall about a Kilometer from our place.

That Sunday afternoon Bev and I, Jaime, had been hiking and came to the little grotto at the top of the waterfall where we stripped and made love. We then descended the trail to take an extended skinny dip. The pool is cooooooold but the hot sun kind of compensated. We’d just climbed back up to the grotto to help each others get things unshriveled when we heard Bud and Meg frolicking in the pool A discreet glance showed that they were skinny dipping too. It was a quick skinny dip while Bev and I quietly discussed whether we ought to join them. They crawled out of the pool and began to hug and kiss then laid down on a blanket. We felt guilty watching them make plain and fancy love, a little missionary, some 69, her on top, him on top, some doggy. By the time they came together, the fact that we were all hot and bothered cancelled out any guilt we might feel from watching them. That’s what led to our very loud moans that they might have heard.

Sex was great for Bev and I the next few days. We never got tired of reliving those feelings of watching them. We talked about how exciting it would be for them to watch us too. We even speculated the scary idea of what it would feel like to swap, even pretending that I was Bud or she was Meg as we made love. It was an incredible few days, shaping the last of the trees during the day and making fantastic love far into the nights. We finally concluded that we at least ought to share skinny dipping with them. If it never went further we still had each other but who knew what might happen if we were all naked together.

The next Saturday, we’d finished our chores and were fixing a picnic lunch when we saw Meg and Bud head toward the forest with what looked like towels over their shoulders and a blanket under Bud’s arm. Bev looked at me, I looked at her, she smiled her pixy smile and we quickly made a couple more sandwiches and threw them into the backpack with the two two liter water bottles. We’d just showered and had no clothes on so all it took was a suggestion and another pixie smile for us to pull on socks and hiking shoes, throw shorts and T shirts into the pack just in case, and head out stark naked. We both love that free nude feeling and we were so isolated that only Meg and Bud could see us.

The lower trail took us directly to the pool so when we came out from the trees there they were, standing in the edge of the pool more naked than we were. Of course we acted as surprised to see them as they were but as we had learned in the nude hiking course we took at the Victoria nudist park, we just looked them in the eyes and had a good conversation. Nobody ran for their clothes and soon we were frolicking in the water, having a great time. They shared our lunch with us, sitting cross legged on our blankets. Bev and I were getting quite aroused, remembering our peeping Tom episode of last week. I couldn’t stop my penis from obviously getting about half hard. Besides, being able to look at them naked was very stimulating. Bud’s prick looked just a bit heavy too so it must be affecting him at least. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off Bev.

We chatted a bit, lying next to our spouses, enjoying the sun. The sound of the waterfall meant that we hat to talk loudly to the others but allowed us to whisper to each other without them hearing. After some quiet discussion we decided at least to go to the next step. We began kissing and snuggling together. Quick glances showed that they were watching us and beginning to do the same. They didn’t follow suit when I started to fondle Bev’s breasts. They looked a little shocked, in fact.

Bev looked at me and said that we need to tell them so, blunt guy that I am, I just spilled the beans and told them that last week we’d been making love up on the ledge and we’d seen them together down there. Bev added that we’d felt guilty about being peeping Toms but that they really had revved up our sex life. They laughed nervously at that and said they’d thought they had heard something or someone. We sat silently for a moment

I finally jumped in, telling them that we hadn’t been fair and that in recompense we would be honored if they would watch us. Meg ventured, after another silence, that we might feel inhibited with them watching. Bud’s excitement was obviously growing when he added that it’s only fair. Bev added that besides it would be exciting to know that someone was watching, that we often fantasize that someone is watching us. Bud put his arm around her naked shoulders and she nodded assent. Her boobs jiggled sexily when she nodded.

That’s all it took. My hands were all over Bev and hers were working magic on my cock. We kissed a lot then she went down on me and swung around over me so I could eat her pussy. Knowing they were watching made things a lot more exciting, to the point that I had to let Bev know to be careful. It just doesn’t get better than having your cock expertly eaten, playing with her boobs and eating her pussy all at the same time.

I love it when Bev cums on my mouth. She puts everything she has into it, shaking all over, pulsing her vagina, heaving her hips, groaning and screaming. It’s wonderful. She collapsed on me for a while then after a few minutes and a few shivers, she went onto her back and pulled me onto her. Finally, with my head out from between her legs I could see that the others were getting with it a bit. He had his hands on her tits and she was softly massaging his cock as they watched us with wonderment on their faces.

I slipped my cock into Bev and began slow fucking her, feeling her emotions rise again. She matched my movements with her hips. We both know exactly what to do to each other. She slowly rose to another orgasm as I tried to hold off as long as I could. It felt so good inside her it was difficult to hold off. Finally, she tensed a couple of times then went completely rigid and let out an incredible moan/scream that sent chills down my back. Suddenly she cut the scream off and went all to jelly, collapsing in complete abandon. I knew she’d had enough so I quickly pulled out and lay next to her as she languidly brought her hand to my still erect cock.

All this had Bud’s cock at rigid attention as they fondled, watching us. After a few moments to recover, Bev pulled herself to me and gave me one of her best, soft, loving blow jobs. Being able to concentrate on her lovely mouth doing wonderful things to my cock while watching Bud and Meg make out brought me to a shattering orgasm, pumping my juices into Bev’s mouth. When Bev let a spurt fly up over her head, I heard Meg inhale hard even over the sound of the water. She cleaned me up with her lovely lips and tongue and when I’d finally recovered a bit she turned to them with my now floppy dick in her hand and thanked them for adding so much to our experience. They just sat there for a while, until Bev asked them. Well, what do you think? Bev asked them if they’d consider showing us again what they could do.

Meg, sitting cross legged facing us showed us the glisten of lots of moisture down there. They paused, momentarily, then kissed and almost immediately Bud’s long stiff pole was mixing things up in her pussy. It took them almost no time at all before they were cumming loudly together, then collapsing in exhaustion.

We lay there for quite some time, all of us recuperating. Finally, we sat up, took a much needed swig of water and talked. At first we talked as if we hadn’t just screwed in front of each other. Finally, after a pause, I said that watching and being watched added a lot to our sex. I asked outright how they felt. To begin with, they hesitated but soon confirmed that it was exciting. Meg invited them over to share our hot tub and maybe to do it again. They had a party that night but agreed to come over for dinner the next night and we’d see what happened. We cleaned up in the pool then walked back to their place naked. When we separated to return to our home, naked still, we shared a warm group hug.

We did the same kind of soft swing with them a couple times a week for several months until one night we got a bit tipsy and….. well, that’s another story.