The summer gained its momentum, the weather was hot and my friends and I decided to give up, for a couple of days, on a small pond. The plans were to have a good rest in the sun, to fry kebabs and fish. Zatar all we needed to go. The pond was not far from the road, near the forest. On the suburban bus, we quickly got to the right stop, now we had to walk a couple of kilometers across the field and we were there. On the way, we uncorked a beer bottle and came to the pond in a magnificent mood.

The place was wonderful, on one side of the reservoir there was a fir grove, on the other a mixed forest. The pond itself stretches between several hills and therefore had an intricate form, with creeks and streamers. I was here for the first time, and completely relied on my friends in choosing a place. Having made a detour, we stopped on a small hillock, covered with trees and slightly protruding into the lake. As it turned out, the choice for this place was not accidental. On one side of the hill there was a backwater, standing water warmed up quickly and it was possible to swim well, and on the other, the hill went out onto the main body of water, where they mostly fished. Having found a suitable glade, we pitched our tents, and went about our business. The guys went to stake out the Sizy and throw the Donkeys, and I, as an indifferent person to this occupation, threw off his clothes and went for a swim.

The backwater was not deep, so that the water near the shore was like fresh milk. I found a good gathering and descended into the water. In order to warm up a bit, I immediately swam to the opposite shore. Unlike our side, it was flat, and densely overgrown with bushes and reeds. After swimming, I tried to get up, but the bottom was heavily silted, and in order not to knead the slush, I just swam along the coastal strip. Slowly rowing with my hands, I gradually moved further and further until I heard a pleasant female voice. It gradually increased and soon I noticed its owner. She was a woman of about thirty; she was walking slowly along the path singing something from pop music. I stopped. She was wearing short shorts and a T-shirt, fitting a juicy chest. There was no bra on her, and she swayed under her shirt to the beat of her movements. In her hand she carried a straw sheet folded into a tube, and a small bag.

"Probably went to sunbathe," - I thought.

Meanwhile, the girl went to the open area and zayeralas around in search of a suitable place. I was hidden from her thick reeds, rapidly growing in this place, and my presence went unnoticed. I followed her gaze and noticed a small hole in the grass. Apparently, there was a descent to the water. Swim a little, I looked there. Indeed, a small stretch of coast was ennobled. The smooth slope, covered with low grass, descended to the water itself. On the sides grew thick bushes.The girl came out on a cleaned patch and began to spread out the litter. She turned her back on me and bent down, straightening the edge of the mat. From this shorts tightly obtyanuli her elastic ass and crotch. She straightened and looked around. Without noticing anyone in the vicinity, she pulled off her shirt. Her rather large but taut breasts gained freedom. She ran her hand over them, then pulled the top of the swimsuit out of the bag and put it on. Now it was the turn of the shorts. She looked around again and unbuttoning a pair of buttons lowered them to her knees, then she shook her hips and stepped out of them.

Before my eyes appeared elastic ass, slightly covered, in the upper part, panties. They were of smooth fabric, beige, and if the girl was more tanned, then you could not notice them. She turned her face to the river and, holding the edges of her underwear with her hands, with one movement pulled them almost to the ankles, and then alternately pulled out her slender legs and threw her panties on the mat. Her pubis was amazing. In the upper part were short-cropped hair, shaved with an even triangle, which at one point pointed to fleshy, smooth-shaven, labia. She took the second part of the swimsuit out of the bag and quickly put it on. My cock was a stake, such a beauty could not be let go without enjoying fully its femininity. I was about to give a mental command when I remembered that my talisman remained in the backpack near the tent. She packed her things, neatly folded them in a bag, and slowly headed for the water.

“It is not necessary for her to see me ahead of time,” I thought, and began to sail to the side.

By the time she entered the water, I had already waved half the way back. When I went ashore, I turned around and visually found a place for her to rest, then figured out how to get there along the coast, and went to our camp. There was no people yet. I changed my clothes, took out my talisman, took a bakluha of beer with glasses and went to look for friends. As it turned out, they not only put the gear, but already actively caught. So for lunch you could taste fried fish. Having condemned the bread drink, I left them to fish further, and myself, under the pretext of collecting firewood for the fire, went to a beautiful stranger.

Approaching the intended place, I lurked, as I heard muffled moans. Moving as quietly as possible, I went to the point from which its bedding was visible, and had time just in time. The girl was lying on her back with her legs wide apart, one hand was under her swimming trunks and caressed her crotch, and the second crumpled her chest.

“And she doesn’t lose her time in vain, it’s good that I’ve had time for something hot,” I smiled, “I wonder who she is with here?” Obviously not one, but without a friend. So most likely with her husband and company, otherwise they would be together. "

"YOU VERY WANT SEX, AND DO NOT AGAINST CHANGE YOUR MAN."

I slowly left the shelter and headed for her. Her eyes were closed, and I came close enough when she finally noticed me. The girl quickly withdrew her hands and put herself in order, only rapid breathing and the blush on her cheeks betrayed recent mischief.

- Good afternoon! The weather is great today! - I smiled.

“Yes, amazing.” She sat on the litter, clasping her knees.

- You are not bored alone?

- A little, but I'm not alone. I came with my husband and his friends. They catch fish, and I have nothing to do decided to sunbathe a little.

I grinned:

- I have almost the same situation, all friends are avid fishermen, and I am like a white crow.

She smiled sweetly and relaxed.

- Alexey, - I introduced myself.

- Tatyana.

Picking up her legs, she sat in Turkish, which is why her swimsuit's panties tightly fitted her fleshy labia, or rather one of them. The second treacherously climbed out. She was clean-shaven and shone slightly after her recent games, which caused her panties to move a little out of place.

“I passed by and accidentally witnessed your wonderful pastime,” my eyes continued to look at the “runaway.”

She was embarrassed and already wanted to cover her face with her hands, but, following my gaze, quickly covered her crotch with her palms.

- Oh, - she flushed with paint, - I probably made a lot of noise?

“It’s enough to have a desire to come to the aid of such a beautiful woman,” I finally looked away and now looked at her.

Nice, neat face, hair just below the shoulders, gathered in a small tail, magnificent elastic breast, feminine tummy, slender legs without signs of cellulite. It was evident that a woman is caring for herself and proud of her figure.

She looked at me, looking upwards. It was evident that the recent natural excitement, multiplied by the strength of the talisman, literally floated inside her beautiful body. Finally, desire took it up, and she bit her sponge lightly, smiled playfully.

- And what did you intend to help me with?

- Well ... - I was even confused, not knowing what to say. - For example, I would suggest replacing your slender fingers with more suitable parts of the body for this job.

- Yes? An interesting proposal, and if I do not like it.