LT Day 11 - Saturday morning

Everyone’s hung over, of course. It’s still not completely unpleasant to wake up in bed with Claudette, even with a headache. You haven’t known her long, but there’s something reassuring about her. Like you can count on her to help you out. She’s so different from Lotte. Maybe that’s what makes you like her so much despite having just met her.

Your bodies are tangled up together, so when you wake up, she does too. You both have strong morning wood, so without even a word, you snuggle up together unhurriedly, feeling with your hands. You find her erection, and she finds yours. She gives into your lazy, sleepy stroking first, but feeling her hot semen spilling over your hand is enough for you. You let yours out as well and sigh… you could almost go back to sleep like this, but one of the other counselors starts playing music. Time to get up and drink some water.

You and Caudette share an awkward moment as you put your clothes back on. You think about saying something, or maybe just kissing her, but you smile instead. She smiles back.

Nobody bothers you back at the cabin, if even of them even notice your walk of shame. They all drank last night too. You take a shower and drink some terrible coffee in the tumbledown dining hall. After breakfast, rain starts falling on the camp.

Weirdly, that doesn’t stop some of the girls from going for their swimsuits. It’s still very warm.

Pretty soon quite a few of you are down by the lake on lounge chairs under the umbrellas down there. It’s… a little sad, honestly. Water streams off the umbrellas and pounds the surface of the lake, but it’s also weirdly meditative. Nobody wants to move. Without the sun out, the swimsuits seem unnecessary, but then again, the rain will probably get you wet at some point. So you lie there in your blue bikini, thinking about life.

You hear someone approaching and look over to see Olivia duck under your umbrella. She’s already wet from the rain, but she brought a towel. She wears a skimpy, high-waisted yellow bikini that shows off her long legs, muscular rear, and bouncy chest. Even in the rain at this terrible camp, she seems glamorous. You’re pretty sure she’s some kind of influencer, but you’re glad to see her, even if you don’t know her that well.

She was here at camp before FUTA even popped off, before the nightmare with Lotte and all the craziness.

“Hey,” you greet her.

“Hey,” she says, wiping down the lounger before lying down with a sigh. After a minute she looks over at you, and you’re caught. You were staring at her goddess-like body.

“You’re showing,” she says with a smile.

You look down to see the head of your cock poking out of your bikini bottoms. You aren’t totally hard, but you were getting there. You tuck that away.

“Sorry,” you tell her.

“It’s OK. How’s your weekend?”

You laugh. “It’s something,” you say, joining her in gazing at the rain on the lake. “What’s it like having Lotte on your team?” you ask her.