Hot Springs Eternal

The sun was going low and whatever light it still was able to cast on us slipped through the silhouetted branches of the trees that lined the hillside and slope to the sea. We walked silently on the wooden boardwalk. Each of us thinking about where we were and how good hot mineral water will feel after such a long day of hiking. Arriving at the shore in the late afternoon from the inland trail and the mud that caked us up to our knees. Setting up camp was not our first priority but we would be very glad we took the time to find a nice spot for the tent and set everything up before we went for our hot baths at the springs about a mile away. We took with us a towel and a flashlight as we knew we would have to find our way back to camp after dark and the nearly full moon was hiding behind the thick evening mists that happen that time of year. We also too some small tealight candles to place around the hotspring’s rocky walls.

Sara, my sister and her husband with myself went on a camping trip almost every year. This year Sara came alone as Terry had work piling up and backed out. He insisted we go anyway as long as we didn’t tell him how great it was. We knew we would anyway to torture him on our return.

Sara was tall, slender and had curly blonde hair that she hated. It was long for years and as soon as she had it cut shorter it coiled up. She was horrified until her stylist told her how much it would cost to un-naturally make her hair do just that. She still didn’t like the waves but everyone else did. Including myself, her older brother. We walked down the rocks past the park sign indicating that we were where we wanted to be. At the top of the slope that ended in a large pool down below sea level so at high tide the sea would rush and crash up and over the wall of rocks and shower anyone sitting there in the heated pool. The scent of the place was not all that pleasant. The heavy minerals were tainted with sulfur.

‘Having a bath in rotten eggs, huh’ I said.

The upper most part was a shelf of stone and a shower of super heated water fell like rain over the edge and standing under it was almost too much to bare.

The lower shelf was tight and walled on each side. The stone was wet and slick and I slipped off my feet and landed ass first in a pool. Sara giggled behind me and I tugged her wrist and pulled her in with me. We were laughing so hard we nearly forgot about the towel…it was soaked by now so we draped it up over a rock were it would never dry.

‘Guess we stay wet, but at least I got some of the mud off. Could you believe that stuff.’ She said brushing her hand up and down her calf. We got up and I pulled off my t-shirt over my head and tossed it with the wet towel.

‘Sara, are you going to stay in your clothes like that. You’ll freeze!’ I said as I rubbed my arms. Outside of the spring water it was chilly now that the sun had disappeared.

‘Um, I’m okay….’ She said realizing she didn’t want to strip in front of me.

‘Sara, don’t be silly. Not like I haven’t seen a naked girl before.’ I laughed and turned so as not to embarrass her. Sara slipped her shirt off and felt the cool air hitting her bare skin. Her nipples reacted right away and became dark hard little beads. She rubbed them and they felt good. A warm rush went from them to her pussy and the tingle made her sigh quietly.

Carefully this time we stepped down to the next shelf and the large open pool there. I opened the bag of candles and lit one and placed it on the rock. I found several more small ledges to hold them and one by one they were lit and glowed up the steep walls around us.

‘Wow! This is so great Eric. Terry will be so jealous of us. Here, take a picture.’ Sara pulled her camera out and set the flash up. I framed her up with the ripples of hot water coming down off the rock behind and snapped a photo to prove how amazing this spot was. As I peered into the lens I saw more than just the natural wonders around us there but that Sara herself was amazingly sexy right then.