"We're All Going on a Summer Holiday"
Cliff Richard, 1963*
Lyrics: W.Bruce & B.Brian
In part 14 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle, they go on a summer holiday.
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With Emily and Tess's children now of school age, it was decided that it was a good time to introduce them to Summer Camp, even if only for the long weekend. Further, it created an opportunity for the group to get away for a 'summer holiday' of their own. Tess had a friend who owned a very remote beach house at Venus Cove, which for those 'in the know' was a secluded nudist beach.
With the holiday house down a long, rough sandy track, they decided to travel in Tim and Dick SUVs. With the children seen on the camp bus, they loaded their supplies and surf-boards on the roof rack. Fanny organised seating arrangements, ensuring that all couples were split up. She sat herself with Trev in the back of Tim's car (she still had wet dreams of her 'interview' with Trevor to introduce him to their group), with Emily in the front.
With the weather still quite warm for a Friday afternoon, they were all dressed in light casual wear - after all, it would all be discarded the moment they got there. But Fanny wasn't waiting. Her deep scooped neck thin tank top, barely held in her ample bust and her hard nipples were already showing through the thin cotton material. She wriggled up to sit as close as possible to Trev and her hand was caressing the growing bulge thrust down the leg of his trunks.
After they turned off the main road onto the sandy track, there was much bumping and swaying of the vehicle, and Fanny made the most of the swaying to 'fall' all over Trevor.
As the road left any civilization behind, Fanny whipped her top off. Seeing this in the back seat, Emily did the same, with a "Freedom at last!". In the other car, Tess and Pat soon followed suit.
When they finally pulled up in front of the house, the girls grabbed their toiletry bags and ran inside. "I am so looking forward to getting out of this" proclaimed Tess as she whipped her skirt off revealing her commando body - still the Girl Guide, "Be prepared!". The others followed suit, grabbed each other's hands and did a little dance around the room.
The guys unloaded the rest of their gear and lugged it inside. With no clothing luggage, there was an ice box pre-loaded with drinks, food and bedding, so they were soon done. They too joined the girls au naturale.
Tim went outside to find and startup the generator for power for the drinks fridge, stove and lights (in order of importance). Glasses were found and bottles of beer and champagne were opened. Tess found the frozen fish and fries. She donned an apron which had a nude woman printed on it. The printed boobs covering her own, were almost a perfect match - it looked as if she had posed for the photographer that made the apron. Now with suitable protection, she proceeded to fry up some dinner.
It was Pat's first fully nude outing. As she looked around at all their nude bodies of various shapes and sizes, there didn't seem to be any sexual arousal in the air. They looked just a normal group of people on a holiday, just that they were naked without a care in the world. In her past, nudity always meant sex, but not here, not now (yet!).
After dinner, they moved outside. Dick had lit the fire pit. There was a couple of old settees on the veranda and the others sprawled on blankets around the fire. Being so far from the city, the sky was now inky black with millions of bright stars sprinkled across it. A full moon was just edging above the horizon out to sea. A warm breeze caressed their bodies. Nakedness was perfect in this environment.
With the moon higher in the sky and after several more drinks, and it had been a long day getting the children off the camp, the general consensus was to head to bed. But the girls were a bit surprised to find that the 'facilities' were rather crude, no flush toilet and limited shower/bath due to just tank water. A sponge down had to do to wash the days dust and perspiration away. The lights were already off and as they flopped onto a bed, they didn't even know who they were sleeping with.
Dick was still awake as two female bodies slipped in either side of him and his hands caressed two voluptuous thighs. "Well I'll be butted on both sides" he thought to himself. As sleep crept closer, he rolled to one side and he found his cock now settling between someones butt cheeks. She wiggled back into him and lifted her upper leg to receive his rising erection. His glans felt the warm welcoming wetness as his cock hardened and lengthened. He put his arm around her body to caress her breasts. From the size and shape of her nipples, he guessed it was Emily. He lent in further and nibbled her ear. With his rigidity knocking at her door to heaven, with a further wriggle and spreading of her legs, his tip slipped in. Dick moved his arm down and reached around to find her clit. He slid a finger down and found some lubricant from her slit and spread it across her clit and labia. Their hips worked against each other so that Em could get better penetration. Spooning was just so right for this moment. It wasn't wild passionate erotic sex. Orgasm was not their goal. It was delicious, warm coming together of bodies together, coupled. "Happy holiday Em" he whispered in her ear.
The woman's body on his other side rolled into him. Her breasts pressed into his back and he could feel her hips wriggling back onto whoever was behind her. Dick smiled to himself and thought "This is going to be a fucking awesome weekend".
(to be continued, The Morning After the Night Before)
PS. * Wow, 1963! That was middle school - sort of ages me a bit. I doubt Cliff Richard and Una Stubbs had a summer holiday like this.
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Yay for summer Camps I say ;-)
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