"That's more like it," she cooed throatily. "Now we can really have some fun!"
Hank had no idea of what type of fun she had in mind for sure, but in general he was all for it. So he just hung loose and waited for her to make the next move.
He didn't have long to wait.
Hank was holding on to the air mattress. Only his shoulders, neck and head were above water; the rest of his lean, muscular body hung straight down in the clear water.
Suddenly he felt a tickle of fingers on his toes and a pair of hands gently move his feet apart. Hank looked down and saw Julia's outstretched arms work their way between his legs. He watched with breathless pleasure as she drove her magnificent, naked form between his legs, face down, her brown hair trailing like a mermaid's over her shoulders.
Hank held his legs just close enough together, so that as she passed through them, his calves were in constant touch with her lovely naked form. The inside of his right calf traced along the curves of the left side of her desirable body; the inside of his left calf traced the length of the right side of her body. It was a voluptuous combination of sight and touch.
He watched her smooth shoulders disappear between his legs, followed by a delicately curved back. Just as the beautifully rounded mounds of her well formed, tight ass passed through, she made a waving motion of her body, to give extra thrust.
When she did, her ass undulated under him in such a sexy way, that Hank's prick, which had been hanging out of sight between his legs, took form. Like a compass, it marked off the dividing line between Julia's ass hamps. Then it marked the thin space between her two legs and her rounded thighs, knees, lovely calves, ankles and feet as they moved sensuously through his leg-bridge.
Hank closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "Wow!" Just when he thought the initiation was over, he felt Julia's hands reaching up for his waist, giving herself a little tug upwards. Then she let go and there was a tempting, tickling sensation on Hank's bare ass. He sucked air, as he had a mental vision of Julia's having arched her body backwards, thrusting her hips forward, and slowly moving her thick curly mass of cunt hair straight up his rear crack.
From somewhere behind him, Hank heard a little splat as Julia surfaced. Her sexy laughter played in his ears.
"Well?" she called out to him expectantly.
"Well, what?" he called back, turning to face her.
"Well, what?" she echoed mockingly. "Well, is this a one-sided game, is what. Do I have to do all the playing?" she asked teasingly, with added emphasis on the "all."
Hank smiled and looked at her. She was a few feet away from him. The water was swirling gently about her as she treaded water. Her hair hung wet and attractive around her beautiful face.
The sun hit the droplets of water that had beaded on the long curly lashes fringing her dark, laughing eyes, making it look as though her eyes were set round with tiny sparkling diamonds. Her soft generous mouth was formed into a charming smile, lips apart, revealing a set of white even teeth that would make toothpaste ad beauties green with envy.
He watched with admiration the smooth way her shoulders rippled as she described figure eights underwater with her hands, her elbows moving in toward and away from her body with a slow, steady movement. Through the clear water, Hank could see her magnificent breasts bobbing tantalizingly like two great pink-white melons just under the surface of the water. His gaze moved back to her face and noted that she was now looking at him quizzically.
Hank smiled, winked, let go of the air mattress, gulped air and dove underwater toward her.
He was really digging this game. Never before in his life had he ever done anything like it. The lovely brown-haired water nymph was really showing him something new, and he was all for it.
Opening his eyes underwater, he could see her body hanging loose and gracefully in the water. Julia had already spread her legs, and Hank looked to the lust spot where their joining was crowned by her curly-haired pussy.
Just before he reached her, he turned over in the water so he could pass through her legs face up.
He gave one mighty thrust with his legs and arms. With arms outstretched, straight above his head, his body forming a smooth straight line, he glided slowly through the pussy passage.
Looking up, he first saw the underside of her big boobs ballooned out above him. Next came the beautiful panorama of her cunt slit. He could see everything. The curly hair, the sweet little clit, the slit with its tiny opening formed of pink muscled lips, her soft labial buns, all passed before his greedy eyes. Then came the narrow pink line that led backwards through her legs to the puckered, hairless hole of her lovely ass that bloomed out behind.
It was some sight! Hank had never seen it from that angle, in that way before. He really grooved on it! Then his eyes trailed up the curved spine of her back, as he eased himself all the way through her legs.
In truth, he was ready to make the entire trip again, it was such a neat sight. But he could feel his lungs beginning to ache under the stress of breath-holding. This was no doubt increased by the rush of warm blood throbbing through his veins, instigated by the sight-seeing excursion between Julia's legs.
He surfaced, swept his hair out of his eyes and laughed in glee. Julia had turned around and was facing him, still treading water.
"That's a beautiful set of equipment you've got. But of course I knew it would be," she said to him.
Hank had forgotten that in the clear water, with him on his back, she had had a perfect view of his manliness as well.
"Show-off!" she added teasingly.
"You're not so bad yourself," Hank responded.
"Uhm," she countered, her voice taking on a tone of mock surprise and suspicion, "What was that? An inspection tour?"
"Of course," Hank bantered candidly. "You didn't think I was going to waste my valuable time and the family jewels on inferior merchandise, did you?"
"Touchй, cocksman!" Julia retorted in good humor. "Now let's see you work for it. I'm a slow arouser, you know." And with that she peeled off sideways in the water and moved away from him, using the side stroke. Chapter 7
Hank lost no time. With a little lunge he brought his whole body up and flattened it out on top of the water and took off after her, doing the Australian crawl.
He was so intent upon catching up to her, he wasn't watching her closely. At length he became aware of the fact that he could no longer see her head riding along the top of the water, or her hair, which floated around it in such profusion. Hank stopped short, treaded water, and looked around for his playmate. She had disappeared from sight.
It wasn't long, though, before he knew exactly where she was. He could feel her. He could feel her bonkers sliding up his side, one massaging the front of him, one massaging his back. Hank watched with fascination and pleasure as Julia trailed up the side of his body, holding her boobs in her hands, pushing them firmly onto his body. And when she reached his armpit, she arched over backwards and gave his side another caress with her pussy and her thighs.
Hank was getting turned on, He thought of a little something for her. When she surfaced, he called to her.
"Get over here, you water bitch!"
Julia laughed that throaty laugh of hers again and moved within arm's length of him.
"When you get your breath, let's go under together," he suggested.
In a minute or two they were both under the water. Hank moved towards her. He approached her naked body from the feet. Grabbing her gently by the ankles, Hank held Julia's shapely legs together, then glided, dick high, over her.
His semi-swollen dong hung downwards at a right angle from his body. Carefully and slowly he dragged the head of his prick up along the inside of her legs past her calves, her knees, and her thighs, caressing them all the way…
He traced the valley between the mounds of her ass to its apex at the bottom of her spine. With sensuous deliberateness he let the head of his prick move straight up her back, tickling.each of her tiny vertebrae along the way, straight up to the nape of her neck.
Julia gave a little shudder of delight at this underwater sensation. She turned over towards him and they surfaced together.
She looked at Hank and made the "O.K." sign to him with her right hand. "Right on!" she called. "Now it's my turn."
In a few minutes the two naked game players were under the water again. This time Julia turned Hank over on his back by crossing his ankles and giving a slight twist. He rolled over easily.
Beginning at his ankles Julia brushed the nipples of her knockers up his legs. As her head reached his floating balls and prick, she bent down, nuzzled them and playfully nipped at them. It was so great a feeling, Hank nearly gulped water.
She moved her nipples up over his stomach and chest. As they neared his face, Hank made a lunge for her right tit, but she skillfully avoided his mouth, and before he knew it, he was up to his nose in her soft box. He loved it!
They surfaced again, and Hank called out, "How about a replay? That one went by too fast."
"Felt good, huh?" she teased.