The next day skinny dipping

The next day the Wendy and Jen we’re meeting the boys at river their favorite swimming hole. The girls arrived first the boys where on there way Craig was helping Joe work on the farm today. Wendy and Jen where laying on the bank of the river catching some sun when Jen removed her top and bottoms so she wouldn’t get any tan lines. Her huge breast glisten in the sun from the sun tanning oil she had rubbed on them Wendy took in the site of her friends naked body. Jen asked Wendy aren’t you going do the same it’s not like we hadn’t seen each other naked before. Wendy all right as she stood up and removed her top and bottoms. Jen looked on and said damn your tits are huge. Wendy was proud of her 44 DD bust that she inherited from her mother.

Jen couldn't help but stare at Wendy's 44 DD bust, her eyes wide with admiration. "Damn, Wendy, your tits are seriously impressive," she said, her voice filled with genuine envy. "I mean, I'm a 40D myself, but you... you're on another level." She reached out, gently tracing the curve of Wendy's breast with her finger, her touch light and reverent. "They're so full, so perfect. You must be turning heads everywhere you go." Wendy smiled, feeling a surge of pride at her friend's compliments. She had always been self-conscious about her large frame, but moments like these made her embrace her figure. "Thanks, Jen," she replied, her voice soft.

Just as Wendy was about to reply, the familiar rumble of Joe's old truck echoed through the trees, spitting up clouds of dust as it made its way down the dirt path. The girls turned their heads in unison, watching as the truck came to a stop near the edge of the river. Joe and Craig hopped out, their eyes widening in surprise as they took in the sight before them. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as the boys stared, their gazes fixed on the two topless figures basking in the sun.

As the truck door slammed shut, Joe and Craig stood frozen, their eyes glued to the sight before them. Jen, noticing their arrival, turned her head and smirked, her confidence unwavering. Wendy, however, felt a flush rise to her cheeks, though she didn't cover herself, choosing instead to meet the boys' gazes with a mixture of defiance and amusement. "Took you long enough," Jen called out, her voice laced with teasing. Craig, breaking free from his trance, looked away, clearing his throat awkwardly, while Joe took a step forward, his eyes locked on Wendy with a mixture of admiration and hesitation.

Jen and Wendy exchanged a mischievous glance before Jen called out, her voice playful yet daring, "If you like what you see, you'd better catch us!" Without another word, the girls sprang to their feet, their laughter echoing through the air as they sprinted toward the river. The sunlight danced across their skin as they ran, their movements carefree and full of joy. The boys, caught off guard, hesitated for a moment before Joe shouted, "You're on!" and they took off after them. The river's edge was just a few yards away, and the girls plunged in, the cool water enveloping their bodies as they dove beneath the surface.

The boys quickly shed their clothes, their eyes never leaving the girls as they splashed in the water. Joe and Craig, now naked, sprinted towards the river, their laughter mingling with the girls'. As they dove into the cool water, the group's playful shouts filled the air, creating a lively scene of youthful abandon. The water glistened on their skin as they swam and played, their carefree joy evident in every movement. Joe closed in on Wendy, the water rippled around them, and with a swift grab, he caught her by the waist, spinning her around to face him. His hands lingered on her hips, and Wendy, breathless from the chase, smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Gotcha," Joe said, his voice low and playful, his gaze locked on hers.

As Joe held Wendy close, Craig saw his chance and swiftly grabbed Jen, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist. Jen let out a playful shriek as Craig lifted her slightly off the water, her laughter echoing across the river. The cool water glistened on their skin as they moved closer, their eyes locked in a moment of mutual attraction. Craig couldn't help but admire Jen's toned physique, her confidence and beauty captivating him. Jen, feeling the warmth of Craig's body against hers, smiled slyly and leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper, "You're pretty fast for a farm boy."

The sun climbed higher, the group's laughter echoed across the river, their playful shouts mingling with the splash of water. Joe and Craig, ever the adventurers, wandered over to the old rope swing hanging from a towering tree by the riverbank. The rope, worn but sturdy, dangled enticingly above the water, promising a thrilling plunge into the cool depths below. Craig, always the first to take the leap, grabbed the rope and swung out high, his muscles flexing as he soared through the air. With a loud whoop, he let go, cannonballing into the water with a massive splash that sent waves crashing against the shore.

Joe followed behind, his muscular frame glistening in the sunlight as the girls couldn't help but admire their boyfriends' naked bodies. Wendy and Jen exchanged knowing glances, their smiles reflecting a mix of amusement and appreciation. "Looks like someone's been working out," Jen teased, nodding towards Joe, whose broad shoulders and defined abs caught her eye. Wendy chuckled, her gaze lingering on Craig's toned physique as he emerged from the water, droplets cascading down his skin. "They're definitely keeping up with us," she replied, her voice laced with admiration. The boys, noticing the girls' stares, grinned confidently, their playful banter filling the air as they waded closer, the water rippling around them.

Joe, ever the charmer, grinned mischievously as he floated closer to Wendy. "Hey, you think you can handle the rope swing?" he challenged, nodding towards the sturdy rope hanging from the tall tree. Craig, not to be outdone, turned to Jen and said, "Come on, Jen, show us what you've got!" The girls exchanged a glance, their competitive spirits piqued. Wendy, never one to back down, smirked and said, "Oh, I don't know, Joe. You think I can keep up with you farm boys?" Jen, equally confident, chimed in, "Yeah, Craig, you think you can handle a city girl on a rope swing?" The boys laughed, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Wendy and Jen stepped forward, the boys couldn't help but admire their naked bodies, glistening in the sunlight as they approached the rope swing. With a confident smile, Wendy grabbed the rope first, her curves swaying gracefully as she swung out over the water. Her breasts bounced with each movement, drawing Joe's and Craig's eyes irresistibly. Jen followed, her toned physique on full display as she soared through the air, her nipples hardening from the cool breeze. The boys watched, captivated by the sight of the girls' bodies in motion, their admiration evident in their stares. Wendy went first on the rope swing. Wendy's laughter echoed through the air as she swung higher, her confidence growing with each arc. The rope creaked softly under her weight, and her breasts bounced rhythmically, catching the sunlight in a way that left Joe and Craig utterly captivated. She felt a thrill of exhilaration, the wind rushing past her skin, and for a moment, she forgot about everything except the pure joy of the swing. When she finally let go of the rope dropping her into the water below with big splash into the river. Now It was Jen turn on the rope.

Jen, with a confident smirk, stepped forward and grasped the rope, her toned body glistening in the sunlight. As she swung out over the water, her curves swayed enticingly, drawing admiring glances from both boys. "You think you can handle the view?" she teased, her voice playful yet daring. Craig and Joe exchanged a knowing look, their grins widening as they watched her soar through the air. With a exhilarated shriek, Jen let go of the rope, arcing through the air before splashing into the water below. The boys cheered, their appreciation for her boldness evident. As she surfaced, shaking her hair and laughing, Joe called out, "You're a natural!"

As the afternoon sun warmed the river, the couples continued their playful antics, their laughter echoing across the water. Jen and Wendy, their hair tousled from the swim, splashed each other, their giggles harmonizing with the gentle flow of the river. Joe and Craig, their muscles glistening with water droplets, engaged in a friendly wrestling match, their competitive spirits adding to the lively atmosphere. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the distant chirping of birds, creating a serene backdrop to their joyful chaos. As they played, the couples couldn't help but steal glances at each other, their attraction growing with every passing moment.

The sun started to dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of amber and violet, the group reluctantly emerged from the river, their skin tinged with the warmth of the fading light. They gathered around a crackling fire that Joe had started, the flames dancing and casting shadows across their faces. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and burning wood, a comforting contrast to the earlier aquatic freshness. Wendy and Jen wrapped themselves in oversized towels, their laughter echoing as they teased the boys about their attempts to build the perfect fire.

As the fire crackled, Joe and Craig slipped their pants back on, the denim clinging to their damp skin. The group settled around the flames, the warmth dancing across their faces. Wendy and Jen, still wrapped in their towels, exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting the flickering light. The conversation flowed easily, their voices low and intimate. Joe reached out, brushing a strand of hair from Wendy's face, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Craig, not to be outdone, gently tucked a lock behind Jen's ear, his fingers grazing her skin. As the firelight danced across their faces, the atmosphere grew thick with unspoken desire. Joe leaned in closer to Wendy, his lips brushing against hers in a tender, exploratory kiss. Craig, not to be missed, turned to Jen, his hand gently cupping the back of her head as their mouths met in a passionate embrace. The couples swayed slightly, lost in their own worlds, yet acutely aware of each other's presence. They pulled back just enough to lock eyes, the mutual attraction palpable. Without a word, they leaned in again, deeper this time, their kisses more intense.

The fire crackled and the stars began to twinkle above, the warmth of the flames mingled with the heat of their desire. Craig's hands, gentle yet insistent, moved from Jen's face down to her shoulders, slipping beneath the towel that clung to her damp skin. With a tender yet hungry gaze, he pulled the towel aside, revealing her full, inviting breasts. Jen's breath caught in her throat as Craig's mouth descended, his lips wrapping around one nipple, then the other, his suction sending waves of pleasure through her body. She arched her back, her hands burying themselves in his hair, urging him deeper.

As Craig's lips continued to tease Jen's nipples, the flickering firelight danced across their entwined forms, casting shadows that seemed to pulse with the rhythm of their passion. Wendy and Joe, lost in their own embrace, couldn't help but steal glances at the pair across from them. Their eyes met briefly, a silent understanding passing between them. Jen, sensing Wendy's gaze, turned her head slightly, catching her friend's eyes locked on her. A sly smile tugged at the corner of Jen's lips as she reached down, her fingers brushing against Craig's zipper. With a deft movement, she began to undo it, her hands trembling slightly with anticipation. Jen's fingers brushed against Craig's zipper, she felt a surge of anticipation course through her veins. With a steady hand, she unzipped his pants, revealing the thick, erect cock that had been straining against the fabric. She gasped softly, her breath mingling with the crackling of the fire as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. The warmth of his skin was intoxicating, and she couldn't resist the urge to stroke him, her hand moving rhythmically up and down. Craig's eyes closed, his head tilting back as a low groan escaped his lips.

As Wendy watched Jen and Craig, her eyes met Joe's, and without a word, he stood, his movements fluid and deliberate. He reached for her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers as he gently pulled her to her feet. The warmth of the fire still lingered on her skin, but the cool evening air danced around her as they walked away from the flickering flames. The sound of gravel crunching beneath their feet accompanied their silent journey towards Joe's truck, parked a short distance away. They reached Joe's truck, the cool metal of the vehicle contrasted with the warmth of their entwined bodies. Joe's hands, strong and sure, lifted Wendy effortlessly, placing her on the tailgate. Joe and Wendy kissed and Joe removes her top revealing her huge 44DD tits with her hard nipples. Joe took her breast into his hands before sucking on them.

Joe's lips wrapped around her nipple, Wendy let out a soft moan, her voice carried away by the night breeze. She arched her back, pushing her chest closer to him, her hands tangled in his hair. "Don't stop," she whispered, her breath hitching as his tongue circled her nipple. The cool metal of the truck's tailgate pressed against her skin, contrasting with the warmth of Joe's mouth. She could feel the roughness of his jeans against her thighs as he leaned into her, his hands gripping her hips. The world around them faded, leaving only the sound of their ragged breathing and the distant crackle of the fire.

As Jen's lips wrapped around Craig's swollen cock, the warmth of her mouth enveloped him, drawing a deep, guttural moan from his throat. Her head bobbed rhythmically, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Craig's hands, now tangled in her hair, guided her pace, his hips subtly thrusting to meet her. The firelight danced across their forms, casting shadows that seemed to pulse with their shared desire. Jen's fingers traced the base of his shaft, her touch light yet teasing, adding to the building pressure. Craig's breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes locked on Jen, his expression a mix of pleasure and primal intensity.

Jen pulled her mouth off his cock she want to ride his fat cock. Jen's lips left Craig's cock with a soft pop, the sound blending with the crackling of the fire. Her eyes, filled with desire, met his as she positioned herself over him. The warmth of the flames danced across her skin, and the cool night air contrasted with the heat of their bodies. With a steady movement, she lowered herself onto his thick shaft, her breath catching as he filled her completely. The world around them melted away, leaving only the sound of their synchronized breathing and the distant rustle of leaves.

As Jen rode Craig, her movements became more frantic, her hips slamming down onto his thick cock with increasing urgency. Her massive 40D breasts bounced violently with each thrust, the motion almost hypnotic under the flickering firelight. Craig's hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh as he helped her maintain the relentless pace. Jen's head was thrown back, her long hair cascading down her spine like a river of silk, and her moans echoed through the night, mingling with the distant sounds of Wendy and Joe. The friction between them was intense, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire.

Meanwhile back at joes truck with Wendy and Joe continue to suck her tits as his hand down to find her swollen clit. Joe's hands explored Wendy's body, his fingers trailed down her abdomen, the tips brushing against her skin with a feather-light touch. Reaching her clit, he began to circle it gently, the pressure increasing with each passing moment. Wendy's moans grew louder, her hips arching towards him as he continued to suckle her breasts. The truck's metal beneath her seemed to hum with the vibrations of her pleasure, and the night air was filled with the scent of their desire. Joe's other hand gripped her thigh, pulling her closer as his mouth and fingers worked in tandem, driving her towards a crescendo of sensations.

As Joe kept up his **** on Wendy’s tits and clit Wendy starts to tug at joes pants trying to pull them down. Joe's mouth continued to lavish attention on Wendy's breasts, her hands grew more insistent, tugging at the waistband of his jeans with an urgency that mirrored the frantic pace of her breathing. The metallic clink of the zipper echoed softly in the night air as she managed to pull it down, her fingers brushing against the warm skin beneath. Joe's hips shifted slightly, allowing her to slide his jeans down just enough to free his erection, which sprang forth with a life of its own. Wendy's hands wrapped around the thick shaft, her touch eager yet gentle, as if exploring something precious.

As Joe's fingers continued to circle Wendy's clit with increasing pressure, her wetness grew, soaking onto his hand. The friction between them was palpable, and the air was thick with anticipation. Wendy's breath came in short gasps, her hips arching towards Joe as he teased her, his touch sending shivers down her spine. The cool night air contrasted with the heat of their bodies, and the metallic taste of desire lingered on their lips.