To say I had a crush on my best friend’s wife was an understatement. I knew I would never do anything to destroy my friendship with Evan, but I also couldn’t stop the bombardment of feelings and lust that Indie ignited in me.
We had a large friend group, mostly consisting of males in their early thirties, who’d met in middle school. Some of us were in varying stages of relationships, but I was single. It had been a while since we were all together, so when I got the invite for a week-long camping trip to Lake Tahoe, I was very excited.
Indie booked us a private group campsite on a remote portion of the lake. There was a hot tub that could fit all eleven of us, a few bathrooms, and an outdoor kitchen. The views were absolutely stunning, and the trip was only a month away. I spent many nights rubbing one out thinking about being alone with Indie in the hot tub. I knew it was wrong, and I usually felt guilty afterwards, but I couldn’t help myself.
We arrived at the campsite and met the host, who showed us around and gave us a pamphlet of things to do in the area. He mentioned that bathing suits were optional on our portion of the beach before getting in his car and leaving us to set up. I felt my cock twitch at the thought of getting to see Indie in her birthday suit.
We set up our tents in the woods and our lounge chairs near the water. We decided to spend the day by the beach, and each of us retreated into our tents to put on our bathing suits. I was a little bummed that no one mentioned that the bathing suits were optional.
I’d forgotten to pack my compression shorts. I usually wore them under my swim trunks so I wouldn’t have a massive tent if I got aroused. I hoped I would be far away from Indie so I wouldn’t embarrass myself. Just the thought of Indie in a bathing suit made my member swell, and I cursed the irony of being worried about getting a hard-on while getting a hard-on.
I walked out by the water with a beer in my hand and sat down in one of the loungers. I heard footsteps in the pebbles behind me and choked back a gasp when I saw Indie approaching.
She normally wore a standard bikini, but this trip she decided to go with something a little more revealing. Her ample chest was spilling out of the top; it dipped down in a sharp V, barely covering her nipples. The bottom of her top had a purposeful split, revealing her under boobs. I could make out the bottoms of her individual mounds, and I shivered with desire at the sight. My cock began to swell again. I ripped my eyes away from her perfect melons and hoped she didn’t notice.
She gave me a small smile and asked how I liked the campsite as she spread her beach towel out in front of my lounger. That is when I saw that her bottoms were cut to reveal most of her ass. It wasn’t a thong, but it was close. I squirmed in my chair and felt my penis surge to full attention.
Her toned legs and ass were absolutely perfect. Her hips were wide and offset by her small waist in an irresistibly perfect hourglass. I saw her cheeks jiggle slightly as she got into position on her towel. She laid on her stomach and I couldn’t believe my luck. My cock began to twitch, and I placed my arm over my erection to hide my arousal.
She lifted her arms to support her head as she looked out over the water. I was relieved that she wasn’t looking in my direction, but now I could see a sizable portion of her side boob. I tried to look away, to remember that everyone else would be joining us soon and I needed to calm down, but I couldn’t. The opportunities to see Indie on full display were zilch.
She asked me again how I liked the campsite, and I shook myself out of my trance to respond. I hoarsely told her how much I liked the view, unconsciously pressing down on my erection with my forearm.
After that, we sat in silence, her staring at the view of the lake and me staring at the view of her. The more I tried to look away, the more my eyes were drawn to her perfect body. My penis was taking on a mind of its own and I could feel it pulsing with aching need. I looked around and saw that all of the other tents were still closed.
My hand found its way to my erection on top of my bathing suit. I gently slid my fingers over the head, and felt my cock throb in response. I stifled a moan and gave it a light squeeze, concentrating on her perfectly round ass and the glimpse of side boob I could see. She shifted slightly and I held very still, worried that she might turn around.
She adjusted her towel, spreading her legs a little as she looked back at the water. I could see a little bit of pubic hair peeking out of her bottoms and my penis lurched in response. I moved my hand slowly up and down on the tip. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to cum from my slight movements, but before I could reach climax, Trent and his girlfriend Nora exited their tent and started to approach us.
I begrudgingly released the grip on my dick and used my arm to try to hide my massive hard-on, again. Soon all eleven of us were sitting together by the beach and my erection was resting at half-mast.
After a while, Evan pulled out a bag of edibles and we all took our share. I knew from past experiences that weed made Indie horny, and I felt my penis begin to swell at the thought. For the next thirty minutes or so, I fought off my pleading erection. I finally decided to take a dip in the cold water, hoping it would force my penis to go down.
I had gotten about halfway in when I heard Indie’s voice behind me. I turned and saw that half of our group was leaving the beach. Evan was leading the charge, so I figured it was to get more weed or make some lunch. Indie was halfway in the water, and I could see that her nipples were hard. My mouth watered as I thought about sucking on them, and my penis responded by becoming more erect, despite the cold chill from the water.
Indie smiled broadly and asked if I was going to dunk my head in the water. Before I could respond, she pounced, playfully trying to dunk me. This was a game we all played when we were younger and still played occasionally now.
She wrapped her legs around my hips and I froze. Her womanhood was resting directly on my erection, and I was certain she could feel it. I told myself to push her away or just let her dunk me, but I couldn’t. The feeling of her body so close to mine, her soft breasts pressed against my chest, and her warm pressure surrounding my cock was too much. I couldn’t think straight.
A faint groan escaped my lips, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her tightly to me. She halted all movement, and I didn’t move a muscle either, both of us realizing that a line was crossed and neither sure what to do about it. I felt my penis throbbing against her labia as I waited for her to decide.
——————————
What are you doing Indie? I thought to myself as I felt Luca’s strong arms holding me to him. His massive erection was pressed against my clit, and all I wanted to do was grind myself against him to feel some release.