Waterfall hijinks

The morning sun filtered through the dense jungle canopy, dappling the narrow dirt trail with shifting patches of golden light. The air was warm and the faint tang of salt drifting from the ocean beyond the mountains. Though the heat was noticeable, a gentle breeze rustled through the towering ferns, keeping it from becoming unbearable.

Leslie put her white button down shirt back on, however, she VERY covertly removed her bra and stowed it away into her bag and winked at Jan. She kept her top unbuttoned and tied the bottom of the shirt in a knot under her breasts. Her cleavage was 100% on display. Jan watched {Les} and put her loose floral Vneck shirt back on. Then she pulled the straps through and pulled her bra down under her shirt to stow away as well. They looked at each other and giggled before following the guys.

“Alright, team,” Pete announced, adjusting the straps on his backpack. “Mission: Waterfall. ETA: forty-five minutes. Goal: Not get lost and most importantly—”

“Make it back in time for roadside chicken?” Leslie interrupted.

“Exactly!” Pete grinned. “I’ve been reading about this place all week. It’s supposedly the best huli huli chicken on the island. Slow-roasted, smoky, juicy breasts—”

“Okay, okay, we get it,” Jan laughed. “Let’s get moving before you start drooling on your shirt.”

"I'm about to start drooling on Leslie's shirt," Rick whispered in Pete's ear.

The trail was well-worn but slightly uneven, winding through a jungle thick with oversized leaves and impossibly tall trees. Birds called out from hidden perches, their trills echoing through the valley. Occasionally, the buzz of insects filled the air before being drowned out by the distant, growing roar of falling water.

Rick wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. “Anyone else feel like we’re in a tropical adventure movie? Any minute now, we’re gonna stumble across some ancient ruins.”

“Just keep an eye out for rolling boulders and cursed idols,” Leslie said.

The trail narrowed, forcing them to walk single file. Vines hung low, brushing their arms as they moved deeper into the rainforest. Soon, the sound of the waterfall grew thunderous, and the trees parted to reveal a breathtaking sight—Kahuna Falls, a fifty-foot cascade of pure, glistening water pouring down into a wide, crystal-clear pool. Mist hovered in the air, cooling their skin as they stepped onto the smooth, flat rocks near the water’s edge. The girls' tits firmed and became faintly noticeable pokies under their attire.

Jan let out a contented sigh. “This is exactly what I needed today.”

Leslie kicked off her hiking shoes and dipped a foot into the water, gasping as her skin pebbled and two points pushed even more prominently through her shirt. “Oh wow. It’s refreshing!”

“Good,” Pete said, wiping the sweat from his neck. “I could use a splash.”

Rick turned to the others and said. “You know what would be cool? Climbing behind the waterfall.”

Pete raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that? You’re, like, twenty percent reckless optimism on a good day.”

“Eh, I’m feeling fifty today.”

Leslie rolled her eyes. “I swear, if you break something, I am not carrying you back to the Jeep.”

“I appreciate the support,” Rick said, grinning. “Come on, {Les}, back me up.”

Leslie rolled her eyes and put both of her feet into the water in defiance, "you're on your own on this one pal."

Just after Rick disappeared behind the curtain of gleaming water, Jan sighed and grabbed her small travel pack. “I’ll be back in a minute. I saw a bathroom sign a little ways back. Don’t have too much fun without me.” She said with a wink to {Les}.

No sooner than Jan disappeared into the woods, Pete and Leslie heard a request from behind the waterfall. "Hey, can you send Jan back here, I need some help.

"I'll go see what he needs," Leslie told Pete.

Leslie followed Rick's steps as she carefully made her way along the slick rocks at the edge of the falls. The mist thickened around her as she maneuvered behind the rushing water, though she tried to avoid it, her clothes quickly dampened. She looked out at the stunning view of the fresh water pool. Though she could see out at Pete, she could tell there was no viewing in.

“What do you need?” Leslie asked, peering through the spray.

Rick turned to her, eyes wide. “You're definitely not Jan.”

Leslie gasped as she viewed a completely naked wet Rick! Not only naked but Rick's cock was completely rigid and glistening in the light coming through the waterfall.

Their eyes locked, then simultaneously, they looked down at each other. Leslie's pert dark nipples were completely visible through the thin wet fabric. Rick's muscled frame was on display with his engorged cock bobbling gently as his blood thickened him.

"Wow," was all Leslie could say.

Rick put his hands on his hips and jovially asked, "you like what you see? Because, you're not looking half bad yourself."

Leslie's heart quickened at both the view and at the realization that her tits were basically on display. She instinctively folded her arms under her breasts, pushing them up higher and out. She raised one eyebrow and replied, "I guess the water must be colder than I thought."

Rick frown and looked at his monster dick. While distracted, Leslie gathered up his clothes and threw them at Rick.

"Hey waaaait," Rick shouted as he caught the clothes and abruptly slipped through the waterfall below and make a spectacular belly flop.

Leslie smiled to herself and give her throbbing nipples a gentle squeeze. She closed her eyes and let the warmth gather between her legs.

Leslie emerged from the curtain, to see Pete, who had been watching from the shore, doubled over laughing.

Rick popped up, grinning like an idiot. “Okay, that was worth it.”

Leslie's jaw dropped. “You lied about needing help!"

"I thought Jan was coming in to join me!" Rick said defending himself.

Leslie narrowed her eyes. “Oh, you are so dead.”

She stomped forward, but her wet feet betrayed her, and she slipped. Arms flailing, she smacked into Pete—who had just stopped laughing—sending them both toppling into the water.

Pete resurfaced, blinking in disbelief. “Did… I miss something?”

Rick grinned, floating on his back. “Nah, we’re just embracing nature, some of us more than others.”

Just then, Jan emerged from the trees, stopping short at the sight of all three of them dripping in the pool. She blinked. “Okay, what did I miss?”

Leslie shot Rick a glare. “I was tricked.”

“Ah,” Jan said, crossing her arms. “And now you’re all wet.”

Pete sighed, rolling onto his back in the water. “Yep.”

Jan smirked. “Well, if you can’t beat them…” Without hesitation, she waded into the cool water, letting out a satisfied sigh. “Actually, this does feel nice.” The water clung to her small perky tits free of her bra. "Wait, Rick, why are your shorts floating over there?"

Rick laughed as his bear ass bobbed up while swimming to his shorts, "I lost a bet."

Pete noticed immediately that Leslie's tits were floating free of a bra and his chubby cock became alert again. He wondered if Leslie saw his buddy fully in the nude. Pete swam up behind Leslie and let his hard on brush up against her ass. He grabbed a handful of her tits from the front.

Leslie flushed at Pete's touch and pushed her ass deeper against him. Jan and Rick disappeared behind the waterfall just after Rick retrieved his shorts. Leslie looked back at Pete and kissed him deeply. Her hands drifted downward and deftly unzipped Pete's pants and released his shaft from its confinement.

Pete let go of Leslie' tits and untied the bottom of her shirt freeing her tits. He then slowly slid his hands down her sides until her ass was free of both shorts and light blue thong.

Pete's cock was warm against the outside of her slit. He rested himself on the outside of her pussy and she squeezed her legs together trapping him. A pang of guilt swept over her as she intrusively thought of the giant thing between Rick's legs.

Meanwhile, Rick was trying to explain that Pete and Leslie would not be able to see them inside the space behind the waterfall. Jan protested and looked out into the pool.

"Oh my..." Jan trailed off as she got a front row view of Pete disrobing Leslie and was a dear in headlights.

Rick saw the look in her eyes and took the opportunity to drop his shorts, again. Rick snuck up behind Jan and clasped her tits and put his cock between her legs.

Instead of protesting, Jan let out a little moan.

Rick whispered, "let's follow their lead. What they do, we do."

Jan purred and nodded her head. {Ricked} pulled her shorts down to her ankles and lifted her shirt over her head. Rick was surprised to find no bra. Jan looked back and kissed Rick deeply like they observed their friends.

Rick watched and acted. He turned Jan around and grabbed her ass and squeezed. The clear water let them see every detail. Rick also watched Jan view with rapt attention. Jan then gripped Rick's cock and slowly stroked while watching their friends. Rick played with Jan's sensitive nipples. Jan moaned. Prior to this moment, Jan hadn't know her tits would enjoy the attention. Jan's body wanted more knowing Leslie was also having her nipples toyed with.

Rick and Pete's knobs were being stroked while they independently enjoyed some hard nipple play.

Jan saw Leslie say something to Pete but couldn't hear it over the water fall. However, they waded to the shallow end where their nakedness was even more visible. Jan gasped as Pete bent Leslie over and speared her from behind. Her tits had a beautiful bell shape that hung nicely off of her chest as she was bent over.

Rick longingly looked towards Leslie's tits hanging down as Pete rammed her from behind. He looked down to see Jan bent over and looking down at their friends with a wicked smile. Rick, not wanting to keep her waiting also speared his wife's snatch from behind.

Jan let out a loud moaning whine as {Ricked} followed Pete's suit and pulled Jan's arms from behind to get a better thrust.

Leslie's pussy was on fire with desire as Pete railed her. Her tits dangled and bounced as he pulled her arms gently into each thrust. She cocked her head as she thought she heard a noise from behind the waterfall. She smirked at the thought of telling Pete that you couldn't see out into the pool from behind the waterfall. There it was again. Yes, that was definitely Jan making a familiar pleasure sound. That made her insides flare with passion. Oh god, she was so close thinking of them watching!

Rick was about to pop at the overstimulation of the moment as he explained through clinched teeth, "babe, I'm about to go."

"Wait wait, I'm getting there, " she said with eyes glued in voyeuristic glee.

Rick could hold no longer and let his balls empty into his wife. He thrust and grunted like an animal and then had to pull out to sit down. His white load dripped to the moss covered stones from her twat.

"Shit Rick!" She swore, "he's still going!"

Rick was on cloud nine as his knees wobbled. "I'll give you a rain check," he promised.

Jan still watched Pete plow {Les} from behind. He was like a stag where Rick was a lion. She attacked her clit as they continued.

Pete was holding steady until Leslie pulled away and knelt in front of him in the shallow water. His hard cock dripped their combined fluids. She glanced up at the waterfall and put her lips around Pete's tip. Her right hand drifted down to her clit and her left lightly gripped the base of Pete's balls.

Pete groaned. His balls were ready. {Les} rolled her tongue around his veiny ribbed cock. In, out, in, out, in, and out. He flexed his ass as he thrust forward meeting her pace.

"M'mmmmm," {Les} moaned with Pete deeply in her mouth.

A glurping sound followed as {Les} sloppily took the long hard cock. Her eyes watered. She could feel the tension building as she cupped his balls.

Glurp, glurp glurp. As the tension built {Les} pulled the cock from deep in her throat and let a hot jet of pearly white jizz slap her naked tits. She finished by letting her clitoral orgasm wash over her body. Pete deflated and drifted back into the refreshing pool.

Jan too finished her pleasuring with a deep sigh and finally looked over at Rick. His eyes were half closed and a GIANT grin spread across his face.

She apologized for her earlier comment and sat naked on his lap and kissed him on the lips.

After watching Pete and Leslie get dressed, they all floated together for a moment, letting the waterfall’s mist refresh them. The coolness was a welcome contrast to the heat of the morning hike, and laughter echoed off the rocks as they playfully splashed each other.

After a while, Pete sat up suddenly. “Okay, this has been fun, but I have a very important question.”

“Let me guess,” Jan said. “Chicken?”

Pete pointed at her. “Exactly. If we leave now, we can make it to the shack before the lunch rush.”

Rick stretched his arms. “Fine by me. But first, let’s agree—next time, no one fakes an emergency to prank someone.”

Leslie smirked. “I make no promises.”

With that, they climbed out of the pool, dripping and laughing, already looking forward to their next adventure—one that, hopefully, involved a little less or maybe a little more trickery.

(Come on, it was a long chapter but good and spicy. No harm in hitting that like button).