Summer Holiday pt.5 - Water Nymphs

In part 18 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle on a summer holiday, after an afternoon lazing on the beach, the girls issue an ultimatum about the poor bathroom facilities.

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After Tess's ultimatum of "I hope you guys don't think you're sleeping with us tonight unless we get a decent shower or bath", timid Pat comes out with a suggestion. "We came across a fresh water spring flowing out into the cove up at the eastern end of the beach. Perhaps we could bathe up there?"

Tess jumped at the suggestion. "OK you guys. Go and get some shovels from the house and you can dig a pool up there for us. We'll collect our toiletries and some food for a BBQ dinner round the pool. What do you say?".

"Great idea" came back Tim. The threat to their sleeping arrangements was an added incentive.

A couple of hours later, the girls wandered back down to the beach and along to the spring, where they found the guys just finishing digging a 2m round pool and the spring water was already 30-40cm deep. The guys set out to find material for a BBQ fire and the girls set out blankets and the baskets of food and drinks - the orange juice of lunch had been replaced by champagne for the evening.

The sun was low over the western bluff, so the girls discarded 'c-strings' and jumped into the pool. The feel of cool clean fresh water on their bodies was exhilarating. Some sat, some stood, splashing water up over themselves. There was laughing and giggling. Personal splashing turned to play and splashing each other. A bottle of liquid soap appeared and they started lathering their bodies, then turned to lathering each other.  Fanny clasped Tess to herself and they rubbed their soapy boobs against each other, laughing and hugging. Pubes and legs were washed, removing the last remnants of the morning and the night before. They all sat and started washing each other's hair.

Once rinsed, they stood, taking each other's hands and danced in a circle, laughing and singing in joy. The suds on the pool sloshed over to the outlet across the beach.

Just then, the guys arrived back with some firewood. "Oh my God! It looks like the 'water nymphs' are into a rain dance".

‘Hylas and the Nymphs’, 1896 oil painting by John William Waterhouse, Manchester Art Gallery

"Come in and join the fun" called Tess. The guys didn't need a second invitation and then there were eight bodies dancing, frolicking and rolling around in the pool. There was much touching, kissing, groping, caressing, whooping and laughing.

As they tired, they plopped out on the blanket and towels spread around the grass covered sandy banks. The guys lit the fire and they sat around, enjoying the drying warmth as the sun slowly sank over the western bluff. Drinks were poured and sausages and burgers placed on the little grill over the fire.

As darkness fell, starlight didn't appear. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning and a crash of thunder and a heavy shower of rain fell on them. "Oh my God!" said Tess, "Our rain dance really worked" and they all laughed. The girls jumped back into the pool and began dancing again, relishing the rain cascading over their bodies.

"Oh fuck!" said Dick, seeing the fire extinguished and all their food, blankets and towels drenched by the rain. "Come on, let's go home" he exclaimed. The girls scowled sadly, but climbed out and helped pick up all their gear, making their way back to the house. "At least we don't have to worry about wet clothes" Pat thought to herself.

Back at the house, they found dry towels to dry off, especially the girls' wet hair. The salvaged food was laid out in the kitchen for later cooking. Beer and champagne was poured and they all sat out under the veranda to watch the light display of the summer thunder-storm.

Trevor broke the contemplation with "I have some news. Pat and I want to look into becoming a couple. Do you mind if we don't join in any partner swapping tonight?".

"Sure" said Tess. "It might be a good idea if we have a 'couples night' tonight. What do you all think?".

"Sounds good to me" said Tim, coming over to sit beside Tess and put his arm around her.

"Fun sex is fun for a while, but for me 'love sex' always has priority" chimed in Emily.

As the storm and light-show passed, they all moved inside to prepare and eat their meal. Couples formed up. Pat and Trevor took their meal out to the veranda. Emily and Jack sat in a corner on the edge of a bed. The other two couples sat together at the table. There was 'normal' conversation levels all round.

Come bedtime, still with two couples per big bed platform, there was an unspoken consensus that the men would lie back-to-back in the middle of the bed.

The room was soon filled with whispers, sighs, 'oohs' and 'arghs', and the sound of kissing. Pat and Trev rolled together in the spooning position. On the other bed, Tess and Tim, Fanny and Dick became more sexually active. When the men assumed the upper position, Fanny and Tess turned and smiled at each other and held hands, then turned back to rejoin their partners in some vigorous fucking.

With the cooler air of the summer storm, all couples cuddled in very close for extra warmth for the night.

(to be continued - Never on Sunday)

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