Camp Happy Landing – 3

Part 3
Oops, I thought, Donna is going to be pissed! And she was. I did the morning chores and during breakfast Donna, Millie, and Suzie came in. Millie and Suzie gave me good mornings, but Donna’s was a bit dark. After breakfast she met me on the porch and we walked out by the flagpole, away from the parents on the porch having coffee.
She looked at me and asked, “So where were you last night, eh?”
“Uh, I fell asleep?”
“I knew it, damn Millie and Suzie! But I guess that’s OK, I’m sure you need to rest sometime, but you are MINE tonight young man!” she said with a mock severity, the mischievous twinkle in her eyes belying her expression.
I laughed and we went to join the others who were getting ready to go water skiing. About 8 of us went water-skiing, including myself, Donna, and Suzie. Millie said she wasn’t interested. The skiing was on a lake about an hour away. We took two cars and on the way down, I sat between Donna and Suzie – very nice, but a little frustrating, as I wanted to put my arms around them, but couldn’t with two adults in the front seat. We were all in our suits, so their warm legs against me felt very nice. It was also nice to look aside at them, the sweet curve of their breasts as they curved into the tops of their suits was so enticing. It’s amazing how partial concealment is sometimes more erotic than total revelation.
After a while we got to the lake. We skied for a couple of hours and then had a picnic on a small island in the lake. Both Lisa and her sister, Mrs. Schiller, were there. Lisa attracted a lot of admiring gazes in her lime-green bikini. Watching Lisa, Mrs. Schiller, Suzie and Donna moving around clad only in brief swimsuits was heady stuff! After lunch we skied again. After about an hour, Lisa was skiing when she took a large fall. We circled around in the boat and she waved at us, yelling something.
“Oh, wow”, I said, standing next to Donna, “she’s lost her top.” And that was it. In the fall the top of her bikini had come off and now was nowhere to be seen. We cruised up with the boat and Lisa was struggling a bit, trying to both tread water and hold one hand over her tits. She was not entirely successful, which all the men noticed with pleasure. However, being noble, I grabbed my T-shirt and threw it to her. She said thanks and then ducked under the water and struggled into it. As she did so, I tried not to stare, but she DID have a very fine pair of tits. Then she climbed back into the boat and thanked me for the loan of the shirt.
“No problem”, I said. “My pleasure.” Which was true, especially as the wet T-shirt didn’t really hide too much – talk about a wet T-shirt contest! There wouldn’t be a contest if she were there. Her breasts were full, beautifully rounded with large firm nipples. Through the wet, semi- transparent white material of the shirt one could clearly detect the areolas as well. She seemed to realize the double-entendre of my comment, but her only response was a smile and, I thought, a quick glance down at my crotch.
I was wearing my Speedo that day which, like most Speedoes, doesn’t hide much (a fact which Suzie and Donna pointed out to me a couple of times with grins).
As we got going again, Donna was sitting next to me and she leaned close to my ear (which was necessary anyway due to the noise of the engine) with her hand on my thigh and said “Nice pair she has, eh? Such a gentlemen! I’m surprised you haven’t got a big boner for her.”
I leaned close to her ear and said, “Why, Donna, you sound jealous!”
“Me, jealous?! ” was Donna’s reply.
I saw her talking to Suzie soon after this and they apparently decided to start playing a little game with me as the goat. Every time they could, when nobody was looking, they would goose me, or squeeze my ass, or lean close and make suggestive comments like “How is that big beautiful cock of yours, is it nice and hard yet?” The object apparently was to make me develop an erection, which would of course be very obvious in the Speedo. And damn they were good at it! When everyone turned to watch someone skiing, Donna would reach back and squeeze my cock through the suit or fondle my balls.
It was very difficult NOT to start getting hard – especially with Donna, Suzie, Lisa and her sister Karen all in the boat in skimpy bikinis or wet T-shirts. Once Suzie was so effective while we were stopped and everyone else was helping Lisa back in the boat that she gave me a major hard-on before I realized what she was doing. Everyone was watching Lisa, while I held the wheel. The wheel was amidships, with a Plexiglas shield to ward off the wind and spray. I was turned, watching everyone at the back at the steps helping Lisa. Karen and Donna were leaning over helping out, which gave me an erotic view of their barely clad bottoms, while Lisa was climbing up, dripping wet, the wet T-shirt virtually transparent, the water streaming off her erect nipples.
I’ll confess this was causing my cock to rise to attention anyway when, before I knew what she was doing, Suzie had slipped her hand in my suit and stroked my cock with her hand. This produced a major hard-on and I had to fall over the side into the water so the cool water of the lake could bring my raging cock back under control. Suzie was laughing so hard! I saw Lisa and Karen watching us with amusement a couple of times, but I didn’t think (hoped!) that they weren’t aware of what the girls were doing. Suzie and Donna thought this was hilarious, of course and I vowed to find some way to get even.
Nothing presented itself, though and eventually we went back to the dock. While we were at the dock Lisa took a moment in the restroom and changed back to her own shirt. She handed me mine, but it was still wet since she had (to the men’s delight) continued skiing in it, keeping the shirt nicely wet and semi-transparent. I shrugged, not needing it since I was still warm, and climbed into the back of the car, shirtless. To my pleasure, and Donna’s apparent annoyance, I ended up sitting between Donna and Lisa, with Suzie and one of the dads in the front seat.
Again, it was a very pleasant trip, especially as Donna was still only in her bikini and Lisa was wearing only her bikini bottoms and a light cotton shirt, which was partially unbuttoned. Being between them gave me some very exhilarating views. I swear that Donna had somehow loosened her top because it rode so low on her tits that they were more than half exposed, with the tops of her areolas visible. Almost more exciting was that everyone had their windows open and it was quite windy in the car. This caused everything to blow around, including Lisa’s blouse.
Since it was partially unbuttoned, it would not infrequently billow out, giving me exhilarating views of her naked breasts. Her breasts were full and round, the nipples a warm brown and slightly erect. She didn’t seem to notice (or perhaps she didn’t mind) and I sure didn’t mind! But Donna apparently did and resumed her little game. When Lisa would be looking out the window and the driver occupied talking to Suzie, she would reach over and squeeze and stroke my cock. Between the two sexy women, one of who was caressing my cock, it was essentially impossible to keep from getting a hard-on. I managed to snag a towel and keep it in my lap most of the time.
But then Donna said, “Oh, can we put the towel under us? The seat feels scratchy.”
So I had to give up the towel and all three of us had to shift around stretching the towel over the seat. At one point Lisa ended up kneeling on the seat, tugging the towel over while I arched myself up, keeping my butt off the seat. Lisa’s blouse was effectively completely open, so I had a marvelous view of both her tits, the nipples erect, the smooth sweep of her tan belly and the inviting curve towards her barely concealed pussy.
Donna took this opportunity to reach over, slide her hand inside my suit and give my cock a couple of good strokes, tickling her fingers over the tip of my throbbing cock. By the time we sat back down, my cock was hard as rock and extremely obvious. I held my hands over my lap for a moment, then bent over and snagged a comic book off the floor and pretended to read it. If Lisa noticed anything, she didn’t say anything. Donna was of course tremendously amused.
When we finally got back to the camp, we broke up to shower and get ready for dinner. I stopped next to Donna for a minute and murmured, “You little wretch! You may have lost your turn tonight!”
“Oh, no,” she replied. “Don’t even think of it – I don’t know why you didn’t whip it out and show her what you got – she probably would have liked it. I saw her checking you out – why do you think she kept letting you look down her blouse? And I’m pretty sure she did see your nice big erection anyway! I saw her looking right at it a couple of times.”
She left me speechless as she walked away, that beautiful ass swaying sexily. Well, I managed to get the through the dinner and then Donna, Millie Suzie and I went down by the creek for a quick joint about 11 o’clock. As nobody was around, each of the girls took the opportunity for a little kissing and fondling – with the usual result – a throbbing hard on.
“Save that for me, lover” said Donna as she and the other two made their way back up the path and I sat on a boulder to enjoy the night and let my cock subside.
After a while I went up just in time to see Donna and Suzie bid goodnight to everybody, saying how tired they were from skiing and head off to their cabin. We passed each other in the doorway of the lodge and as she passed Donna whispered “Don’t wait to long stud, I’ll be waiting…”
Wow, I thought to myself, have I died and gone to heaven or what?