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Subject: Re: Wet story

Date: Tue 14/03/06 15:31:08 GMT

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By Dym - dimawert@yandex.ru Tue 14/03/06 14:02:01 GMT

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Greetings to all those who likes to bathe and simply to become wet in all clothes, and also to everyone who adores behind it modestly to observe!!!

I want to tell to you one small, but very much (as it seems to me) an entertaining history how has had the luck to meet to me one remarkable girl due to whom my precisely limited frameworks of sexual pleasure have become wet the last summer and have softened on the basis from what have blurred in the different sides so, that them now and with the help of the field-glass to not make out .

 And it was so …

Almost 2-3 hours I devote each free summer evening to a healthy way of life  and a meal on a bicycle through all city to lake to pass slowly on coast, air fresh to breathe, from noise city to have a rest. Well, I on myself have pulled old shabby jeans, sports shirt, have got in shabby sport boots, got to fighting "Merida" and have rolled for city on a route for a long time known to me. Having passed a stuffy interlacing of street labyrinthes, I from dispersal have plunged in I skin, the weakening cool proceeding from small forest, inconsiderately pierced with the asphalt path conducting to a reservoir. To people was very little and when I have come nearer to coast of lake around in general appeared nobody, than I was rather pleased: behind it also I go here that from people to have a rest.

 Descent to water was not the most pleasant – it was necessary to jump all over again on inconvenient earthen steps, then it was necessary to be torn through that were grown bushes not clear that, but, having overcome all these obstacles, as though in compensation for the received inconveniences, the wide sandy strip of a beach with a flat entrance in water was offered you. Usually I do not go down to the water, and I wander on high coast, enjoying an opening kind. This time I of tears from a bicycle also was directed downwards – whether it wanted to find out water after enough cold week has got warm. Having got out from tenacious paws of a bush on free space, I have seen a little more to the left from myself a poisonous - yellow bicycle laying on sand. So, anything especial, domestic "Stealth". On characteristic appearance of a frame I have quickly determined, that is great "female". The mistress of bicycle squated at the water and made for what actually I here and have gone down – drove palms on water taking temperature of a reservoir. Having probably satisfied with result, she sat on sand and began to untie sport boots. " The girl has arrived on lake to be expiated. Anything especial in it is not present " – I have thought.

I have put the steel friend near to yellow "Stealth" and have gone to find out " as the water? "

Despite of my assumption, all undressing mine stranger was limited only to removal sport boots. The girl stood on coast, at that line of a beach, for which dry friable sand was made damp due to a small surf. She was in light blue jeans in which her harmonous figure looked very seductively, and in seductively fitting violet-red T-shirt. It is a little shifting from one foot to the other, she sometimes allowed waves slightly to lick tips white socks. And each time as soon as the next wave was threatened to flood her on ankle, made a quick step back and when wave lamb receded back in lake, came back to a former place, as though making advances with water. It was visible, that this occupation of her very much amused.

I have approached closer and have risen absolutely beside, observing for that as the girl plays with waves. She was so is keen on the occupation, that some time at all refused to notice me.

- Hi, – has told I, drawing on itself attention, – is the water warm?

She has quickly turned to me, having remained to stand sideways, and her somehow erected " cockerel " on a head the stack on shoulders poured in beams of the sun brownish - fair-haired streams has collapsed and smoothly. Her face appeared correct and very beautiful, with the European features of refinement. She has looked at me mysterious is amazed an enticing sight and the easy half-smile has slightly slipped on her lips.

- Moreover has not understood – she has made, putting in order the unruly hair, braiding them back in unit with a tail sticking out upwards, – a hand has tried, like anything …

 Already then I have felt inside myself hardly perceptible whiff of a stimulating breeze, a presentiment unknown to me pleasures. And a source of mine excitation were not her fitted jeans magnificent hips and not acting through T-shirt elastic dummies of a correct, high breast, and her foot. Foots in slightly wet socks (!).

Suddenly her eyes were approximated, the face was extended, all her body has strained as a string, she with hissing has involved air in easy as though to her for a collar have thrown a slice of ice, and has then exhaled and relaxed. I have looked downwards and have seen, that she stands in a pool and touches fingers in through wet socks.

Is my guilty, – I have told, hardly constraining a smile – have distracted you from an affair and you have got wet.

The girl has answered nothing, only has hardly appreciablly smiled, as though about herself.

 She stood on ankle in water, and I looked at her, more and more forcing the excitation.

- And water is warm – she told and has stepped forward.

She has made some slow steps bowed, continuously observing how water gradually changes color of her jeans with dark blue up to almost black. Coming in the lake almost knee-deep, she has stopped and turned to me by the face, having thrown in me a guilty - naughty sight of the had been guilty girl who have climbed in a pool in new sandals, and in completion of a picture has lifted the right leg above water and began to twist the foot as though showing me " look as I has got wet ". Then she has slowly kneelt, so, that between her legs there was not enough a dry space.

 I looked at her and could not tear off a sight from that place where the soft cotton fabric of easy summer jeans adjoined to a water smooth surface. My excitation grew as on her body remained ever less than dry clothes.

The girl, appear, already at all did not pay to me attention, completely after being absorbed in the bathing, taking an all around view of itself: that, having inclined a head forward and rested hands in a bottom slightly rocked backwards - forward observing how it is artificial the created ripples on millimeters eats a dry cotton of her jeans; that looked to itself for a back and having scooped a palm of a few water caressed itself on buttocks and hardly above …

Suddenly she sharply sat, appearing under water on a waist and having sat in such position a pair of seconds, was straightened in a string. With expression of pleasure on the face she has thrown a head back, gracefully indulging the thin fingers wet, exuding jeans, stuck on magnificent hips. She scooped water both hands combined " boat ", poured out to itself that on legs in front tried to irrigate buttocks, having bent almost on 90 degrees. Having scooped the next portion, she has brought it to a neck and has overturned to herself on the right shoulder. Dark stream waters has directed downwards on fitting T-shirt, making its almost transparent. Her right hand has slowly walked on a damp trace precisely designating contours of an elastic breast. Having repeated these movements some more time, thus practically not having left a dry place on T-shirt, the girl has advanced, to lean on elbows and was curved as a cat, almost completely having plunged in water, having left on shoulders only two small site dry clothes. Then she has risen in full growth all brilliant and it is impossible seductive, has left on coast and has closely come nearer to me. Hardly having advanced she slightly has touched me her breast. Sharp movement I have embraced her for a wet waist and have involved in myself so sharply and so strongly, that we hardly were knocked by a forward teeth. Intense fingers I have quickly lead upwards on the internal side of her hip and violently ran in perineum from what she hardly has screamed. My hands began to lift up feverishly her stuck T-shirt and to unbutton jeans. To the surprise during this moment I was cautious, but is energetically discharged.

- No, not so, and not here – she has made the excited voice – have gone, it is pleasant to you – and has dragged behind itself to water. Firstly I understanding rested, then she has turned to me, has put the palm on my inflated zip, has slightly pressed downwards and has whispered: " it is pleasant to you ". I have looked at her slightly the big breasts which under wet T-shirt seem even more perfectly, and is obedient obeyed, stupidly following her, as zombi. When I have come round, was already knee-deep in water, and she all went not stopping. When water has got much above knees, the girl has stopped, having turned to me and has asked, smiling:

- Well as? Pleasantly?

It was really pleasant! The soft jeans impregnated with water lovely stuck round my legs. I have presented the sport boots under water and was already raised not from contemplation, and with feelings that was was not present, not better, but somehow on another.

My seductress has quickly scooped before me both hands water and has splashed out on me. I have felt, as water, having wetted jeans and cotton cowards under them, give a cool my intense body. It was divine! Having repeated the same movement, the girl has splashed out one more portion of water, but this time began to mass my zip through wet jeans and cowards, as though in regular intervals dispersing to splash out water. Then she has embraced me for a neck both hands, jump on me, having clasped legs my hips, and I not expecting such "swoop" have fallen together with her back, go out to one instant under water with a head. We were bound with her in completely inconceivable poses, all bottom, why water have agitated became brown, with violent force nestled to each other, tried as it is possible to be rubed more densely about her perineum. Appearing on relative shoaliness as a result of frenzied fuss, my little girl has completely lain a back on sand so, that the head was practically on land, and all body disappeared under a thin layer of water. I have lain absolutely beside. Our jeans have slipped on hips, having naked edges of underwear: at me darkly dark blue cotton swimming trunks which now seem absolutely black, and at her, too cotton, pink panty.

 Some time we laid motionlessly, then I have felt, that her sweet hand having unbuttoned some buttons on zip пролезла to me between jeans and cowards and to begin to fidget there upwards - downwards. It was very pleasant to feel her fingers through wet linen. I have decided to make the same: has climbed to her in jeans, has groped through shorts, and began to mass, all over again is easy, and then with force. After a while she began to be extended and move all body towards to my movements, and her fingers in my jeans became more energetic. We mutually accelerated. Her fingers have strongly clasped my flesh, and gentle have turned to rigid precise movements. In my head and in eyes has grown dull, I have felt as my body have strained up to a limit. Her hand raged. Lump pleasures it was drove to the edge, and, having broken, has departed downwards, to a chasm. And I have departed together with it... Having got out on land, we were tumbled down on small site grasses near to the bicycles thrown here.

We laid beside I do not remember as for a long time, 10 minutes can, and 1,5 hours can – I have lost count of time.

- What is your name? – I have asked unexpectedly for myself.

- Veronica. And better it is simple – Vick …

So actually began my "wet" existence. We not a time still with Vick to wet together in this lake, and she appeared present the joker, and each time was in miscellaneous: skirts, stockings, stockings, blinkers, etc. In a bath in it to be engaged too cool. It certainly not replacement to traditional sex, but I shall tell to you, that it costs that. Believe …