He decided to go along with whatever it was they planned to do.
It took them over an hour to reach the lake. It was a beautiful place, set off in the woods far from the highway. The only way to reach it was along a rutted cow path which wound through a thick forest of tall trees.
When they broke out of the trees, Barry stopped the car and looked around. The lake was large and sparkling clear. In places the trees came right down to the water's edge. A cleared area at the end of the cow path served as a makeshift beach. There was no sand, but the grass was soft.
Barry took his swimming suit and left the girls in the car to change. It seemed a little silly to have to change behind a tree alone, when he'd seen all of them nude so many times before. He stepped behind a bush and stripped off his clothes, then put on his suit.
When he got back to the cleared space, the girls had set out two large blankets. The food was in a basket, and the beer was in a cooler full of ice.
Seeing Natalie in a bathing suit was a strange experience. Here to fore she'd always been careful not to expose her body to him, but this afternoon she wore a very tight, very skimpy bikini.
Her trim lean body was white from lack of sun, but she was as beautiful as any of the girls. Her sexual preference seemed odd in the light of her appearance.
Barry popped a can of beer and stretched out on one of the blankets. To his surprise, Natalie slipped in beside him while the other three girls occupied the second blanket.
Well, he thought, throwing a sideways glance at her, no nooky this afternoon.
But Natalie did look good in a bikini. The bottom part was made of two tiny triangles of cloth tied together with thin strings. And the top was a narrow band of elastic with hooks which fastened in the valley between her breasts.
The band of material was just wide enough to cover the ends of her breasts; it left the upper and lower curves bare.
Natalie was dipping into her bag. Suddenly she turned to him with a tube of sun tan lotion.
"You'd better let me rub some of this into you," she said. "You don't want to get burned."
"You mean that?" he said.
"Sure," she replied, flashing him a smile that he had never seen before.
Obediently, he rolled over on his back and put one hand under his head. In the other hand he gripped the can of beer. Natalie sprinkled a few drops of the greasy liquid onto his chest. Then she set the tube aside and began to rub the stuff, into his skin.
Her fingers were tender yet firm, and she rubbed with a kind of half-caress.
Her fingers traced the solid contours of his muscles. When she bent over him, he could see deep between her breasts. She did his chest and shoulders, then his arms, one at a time. Then she moved down along his body and began to rub the oil into his legs.
From the tops of his thighs to his shins, Barry's legs were covered with a thick mat of curly hair. Natalie began at the shins and worked her way upward.
He felt a kind of tenseness come over him as she came closer and closer to his bathing suit. Then she was rubbing his thighs, her long fingers kneading the heavy muscles. She grinned down at him and her voice was a whisper.
"That suit is a little too tight for a man who is going to get excited just from having suntan lotion rubbed on him."
He looked down. Sure enough, his cock was getting hard. He looked at Natalie and realized that there was more than just casual interest in his cock.
He thought: What the hell is going on?
He said: "Maybe you'd better stop, then."
"But I'm not through yet. And I don't care how excited you get."
Her hands continued to stroke him and move higher up along his thighs. Then her fingers were right at the edge of his trunks. He felt them slip under the tight leg band.
Her hands found his cock and it immediately grew rigid and tense in her fingers. Quickly he glanced over at the other girls. Their backs were turned from him.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Learning," she replied.
So that's it, he thought, she's, just fooling around, teasing.
"You better cut that out," be said. "I won't be responsible for what happens."
"I don't want you to be responsible. I just want you to let it happen."
He looked her straight in the eye, "Do you mean that?"
"The first chance we get," she said, almost blowing his mind. "Now do me!"
Barry squeezed liquid from the tube and put it on her belly. He rubbed it into the flesh between the top of the bottom half of her suit and the under curves of her breasts. When be did her thighs, he took extra time near her cunt. Once he looked up to see Chile staring daggers at him. Then he did the area between the top of the narrow band of cloth and the base of her throat, his hand sliding over the silky upper curves of her breasts.
He squeezed and, kneaded the flesh until he could see her nipples thrusting out against the cloth. Her jaw was clenched against any gasp of passion, but what he felt was evident in her gleaming eyes and flared nostrils. He knew she wanted to writhe and squirm.
Well, well, well, Barry thought, she really did mean it. He didn't know how far Natalie would really go, but he was going to find out at the first opportunity.
It came after they had gone in for a swim and eaten some lunch. They all stretched out for a nap and Barry yawned and stretched. "I think I'll hike a little," he said. "Anyone want to come along?"
"Me," Betty said, jumping to her feet "I could use some exercise."
At this, Chile sat up. "I guess I'll go along, too." She really didn't want to walk, but she wasn't going to let Barry get Betty off alone in the woods.
"I'll go, too," Natalie said, rising.
Chile changed her mind then. Barry wasn't likely to do anything with Betty if Natalie were along, even though Natalie had been teasing him with her body all day. Chile had surmised that it was probably Natalie's way of retaliating for what he and Ellie had done the previous night.
The three people walked into the woods. It was cooler under the shade of the trees and their bare feet made no sound on the thick mat of dead leaves and grass.
Once they were out of earshot of the others, Betty spoke. "If you two want to go ahead, don't mind me. I could see you wanted to get away from Chile, so I volunteered to go along… you two go ahead."
Barry smiled at her gratefully and Natalie reached out to squeeze her arm.
Before they moved on, Barry failed to see the knowing glance that passed between the two girls.
They walked until they came, to a bend, then Barry stepped off the path and led her into the woods.
When they came to a small clearing he stopped and turned to her. She was already stripping off her swim suit, and he did the same. When they were both naked they came together with a soft smack of flesh on flesh, their fingers digging into each other, their bare bodies grinding together.
"Why?" he said suddenly.
"Because… if we're all going to stay together, we might as well be together," Natalie said. "In everything. You know about Betty and me last night?"
"Yes," he said.
"Well, Ellie's back there right now working on Chile."
He threw back his head and laughed. "I'll be damned," he said.
"Hurry," Natalie urged him, "before I lose my nerve."
Ellie watched the three figures disappear into the woods and her excitement grew. The plan the three girls had hatched up in the trailer was working out perfectly. Natalie was going through with her part of the bargain and now all Ellie had to do was seduce Chile.
They were, alone now, she and Chile. Chile was lying on her back, her face turned up toward the sun and her eyes closed. Her great breasts rose and fell in slow, steady breathing. Ellie's mouth watered as she examined the wide, puffy mound where Chile's pubic hair pushed the swim suit outward to outline the expanse of her cunt.