in. After a semester in college, he came home and thought she should be grateful, and show it.
She already knew about sex; she had learned in group homes, and she wasn’t a virgin at the time. She didn’t even really
have a problem fucking her foster brother. They were both old enough to decide. But, she wouldn’t let him take something
from her because he thought she owed him. He ripped her shirt and she rammed her scissors into his thigh.
Nobody believed her, just like with her first foster father. “Junior would never do that,” her foster mother said. “Why
don’t you want to be here? Haven’t we done everything for you? How could you say that about Junior?”
That time she didn’t get shipped back to the state foster home; it was off to juvie hall. She was luck she didn’t get
charge as an adult like she should have, but she got an education in juvie hall anyway. That’s where she learned how
to eat pussy, and how to make other girls eat hers. She learned about fighting; and she met girls who told her about
stealing, selling yourself and surviving, no matter what. She wasn’t a better person when her year ended.
The trail from behind Doc Davey’s barn was more overgrown than he remembered it. The woods were dark and the trees’
leaves were still giving up large drops of water. The smell reminded him of the last day of school on the dirt road. It
was a shame that his smell association had been reprogrammed to remind him of the day he French kissed his sister.
When he reached the sandbar where the river curved, he looked across to the island. It seemed more like a strip of dirt
with trees and underbrush. Everything seemed smaller, especially the level of excitement he had. What he’d seen Jason
doing had overshadowed the thrill of getting naked in a somewhat public place, but it had been a thrill. He focused his
thoughts on how he felt taking his clothes off that day; the nervous energy and the erection he’d gotten even though his
best friend was there. He pictured himself beating off on the island, then he realized he just couldn’t make himself
relive one of the most monumental days of his life. Only one thing left to do.
Evan looked in both direction and listened for any sounds that might accompany other humans. The storm must have sent all
the boaters back to the dock. It wouldn’t be long before people were fishing, water skiing, and enjoying the river again.
He took his shoes and his shirt off and stared back into the woods behind him. His nerves started to buzz when his hands
reached for his shorts. Did being old enough to know better make him more fearful, or had he been this scared last time?
Once his clothes were piled out of sight, he was terrified. He needed to get into the water fast. It was cold at first,
but then he was warm and more excited than scared. It was dangerous being naked and not near his clothes. If somebody
showed up, he’d have to stay in the water until they left. His dick was hard, but there was no way he could beat off while
treading water. The island would be the best place if he didn’t want to get caught, and if he was lucky, a boat load of
naked women might float past.
The distance to the island had shrunk like everything else. He looked back when he was standing in waist deep water, then
he hurried the rest of the way. When he was completely out of the water, he turned around. He looked down at his cock,
then at the spot where someone would come out of the trail. More of that nervous energy came. It was like thinking about
Becky on his cock while talking to her mother. I dare you to see my boner, he thought.
Not being as daring as he imagined, Evan walked into the woods. The chance of seeing a boat full of naked women was nil,
but he tortured his feet anyway, and made his way across the island.
After not seeing a boat for too long, Evan stepped out into the open. If a boat came he’d hear it long before they saw
him, but he still felt like a pressed spring ready to uncoil and fly back into the bushes. Standing anywhere outside
without clothes and a hard cock was amazing. Fear and lust were having a tug-of-war in his mind, but his throbbing
erection suggested lust was winning. He spit on his hand and started stroking his dick. Part of his brain said, if a boat
comes now I won’t even hide, the other part pumped adrenaline through his veins and heightened all of his senses. He’d run
like a zebra at the sight of a lion if a boat motor hummed in the distance.
His ears picked up the slightest sound and he froze. It could have been a critter rustling bushes, but he couldn’t chance
it, so he started back through the woods. Before he reached the other side, fear without lust gripped him. It wasn’t a
critter. Suddenly his exhibition seemed like the stupidest idea he’d ever had.
At the edge of the brush, from behind a tree, Evan watched the sandbank across the water. Whoever owned the voice he’d
heard wasn’t visible. Less than twenty-five yards separated him from his clothes, but could he get to them before someone
appeared on the bank? Should I wait it out over here, or chance getting stuck in the water until I’m wrinkled up like an
old prune? Or even worse, he could be on land, halfway to his clothes and some ten year old girls could pop out of the
woods.
Before he made a dash for the water, a girl came out of the trail onto the bank. He ducked. He thought he knew her from
school, but he wasn’t sure. Maybe she was alone and she’d get naked, too. They could meet in the water and who knows. She
had been talking to someone, though.
He watched carefully. She grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and started lifting. He was expecting a bikini, and that would
have at least made being trapped naked in the bushes worthwhile. Wouldn’t it?
As her shirt rose, he stuck his head out to get a good look. She got one arm out, then her tits bounced back to their
position resting on her body. They were the most incredible tits he had ever seen in real life. Her head popped out of the
shirt and he realized he did know her. It was Rhina White, the incredibly-sexy girl on Deana’s volleyball team. Those
tight black volleyball shorts made most butts look good, but Rhina’s ass was the best part of going to Deana’s games. It
tightened, flexed and jiggled like it had a life of its own. His dick started to stiffen again. It wasn’t just seeing a
topless girl, it was seeing a topless girl who played volleyball with his sister that was getting to him. The image of her
black tits would be burned into his brain forever.
Rhina continued undressing and he found it almost completely unbelievable that someone would get naked down at the creek.
The girl had guts, not to mention an incredible curvy black figure. He’d never seen a black girl nude in the real world.
She walked out until the water was just below her crotch, then she dipped down and stood up again. She looked like liquid
chocolate. Water glistened as it ran down her body. Her tits were brown chocolate and her nipples were giant, dark
chocolate Hershey kisses. She had a thick forest of pitch black pubic hair that droplets of water clung to. What kind of
girl comes to the creek and gets naked? Probably the kind he could swim over to and not have to worry that he was naked,
too.
There was another voice and a guy came out of the woods. He was white and Evan didn’t recognize him. He was already
undressed. What kind of a high school girl comes to the creek and gets naked with a twenty-year-old guy?
The guy walked in until the water reached his knees and Rhina met him there. He handled both of her tits while kissing
her. Evan thought his heart might explode. Rhina knelt down in the water. Her head tilted back and her lips shined in the
sun. The guy’s dick was standing straight up in front of her face. He reached for the back of her head and stepped
forward. She tilted her head back further and put her face between his legs. Her big sexy lips touched his balls, then her
mouth opened and she took them in. Evan stroked his own cock while the guy tea bagged Deana’s teammate and jerked his
dick. Evan wished he could be so lucky.
Evan came while Rhina was being face-fucked, but he was still stroking. His own cum made a much better lubricant than his
spit. Rhina got on her hands and knees in the water. Her tits hung down and swung, dipping her swollen nipples in and out
of the water. The guy straddled her, squatted until his balls rested on her fabulous round ass. Evan was pumping his hips,
driving his cock into his slamming fist. The guy lowered up and down, dragging his balls through the gap that separated
the two orbs of Rhina’s ass. He dipped lower and forced his dick down. Rhina whimpered and stiffened when he rammed into
her, but she quickly proved she wasn’t new to being fucked. The girl started shoving back against his forward thrusts,
loudly asking to be fucked harder. Evan didn’t know girls really had a potty mouth during sex. He figured that was just in
porn. Although, Becky probably would have been shouting if she hadn’t been worried about waking up her mother.
Even though it was the second time, Evan didn’t last as long as the guy pile-driving Rhina. She was moaning and crying out
and demanding he make her cum. The water was splashing and their bodies made a slapping sound. Evan was still pulling on
his dick even though he didn’t expect to cum again. Secretly watching someone get fucked was a thousand times better than
porn and almost as good as fucking Becky.
The guy let out a loud groan, stood up and covered Rhina’s back and ass with cum. Evan was almost too weak to stand, but
he still hoped they’d do it again. He knew he would if he was with Rhina. She was one of the sexiest girls he had ever
seen naked in real life.
After a short swim, probably to cool off and clean off, Rhina and her boyfriend, or whatever he was, got dressed and
disappeared back into the woods. Evan was grateful because he was tired of hiding behind the bushes. He hoped they hadn’t
forgotten anything because he was swimming back, regardless.
The sunny part of the Sunny Haven trailer park, was surrounded by dense forest on two sides and mostly shadowed by
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