Chapter 1
The flash of lightning was intense, the light so bright I could see through the walls of my tent, the thunder that followed shook the ground I almost couldn't hear it due to the symphony of rain. No matter, I was dry and had my e-reader fired up to a good suspense novel. The storm had been raging for hours and the last time I had peaked out the flap all had been good.
I had just gotten to a good part of the book when over the rain, wind and thunder I heard shrieks and screaming, I reached for my shorts trying to pull them on while also trying to unzip the tent flap with my other hand. The fob was ripped from my fingers.
Joanie and Tess tumbled in, it was listed as a two man tent, but with my six foot two inch frame it was hardly suitable for one. Now with the addition of two soaking wet females it was tiny. Both of the girls had bright led lights, turning it to high noon, and allowing me a perfect view of their perfect tits, both in translucent white wife beaters.
Blond Joanie had soft coral pink nipples capping her firm d cup breasts, her alter ego Tess with her ass length raven hair had darker rose colored nipples capping her small c cups. The view was definitely causing a reaction, my cock was stiffening, I was still trying in vane to pull my shorts up, in my haste they had become twisted and in effect hog tied me. Both of them were staring at my stiff manhood, I wasn't huge, from what I have been told just maybe slightly above average.
Tess looked right at me and said "What haven't you ever had two soaking wet girls in your tent before?"
I just gave her a dirty look and yanked the twisted shorts over my feet, lay back straightened them and slid them on.
"What the hell happened? I asked
Joanie was trying to pretend that she wasn't still looking at the tent in my shorts and mumbled something about their tent collapsing.
I shook my head "Well nothing to do about it now, lets try and get comfortable and we can deal with it in the morning."
After some twisting and wiggling we got situated and turned off the lights.
I was the first one up, I extricated myself and slipped out, it was a gorgeous morning, the sun was bright just peaking over the trees and the air was fresh the way it can only be after a storm.
I collected what dry kindling I could and started the fire before stepping into the woods to relieve myself. It wasn't long after I got the coffee pot going before Joanie crawled from the tent, after her hurried trip to the woods we strung a line and hung their tent and sleeping bags.
Just as we were starting to sort through the wet clothes Tess made an appearance and scurried around the tent, she didn't go far, I could clearly hear her urine stream as it hit the ground.
Great I thought more fodder for my over active mastribatory imagination, before I could be embarrassed by a rising erection again I jumped in the lake, the cool water did the trick for the time being and after a quick swim I joined the girls at the fire for coffee, dehydrated eggs and oatmeal.
After breakfast we hung the rest of their wet things,
"Your tent will dry quickly, but the other stuff is going to take awhile, why don't we get everything else ready to go and we can spread what is still wet on top."
It didn't take long to get ready and load the expedition sized canoe and we were off for day three.
There was a light wind at our backs making the paddling easier, Joanie was in the front seat. To be honest I preferred her as a paddling partner, first off she had much better rhythm and at five foot eight her stroke was much closer to my own than the five foot nothing Tess. While Joanie and I propelled the twenty three foot canoe Tess was reclining on the mound of gear that we needed for the extended four week trip, most of which was dehydrated food.
Tess sat up and used the binoculars tied to the thwart to scan 360 around us. "Kev darling?" whenever she called me "darling" I knew I was not going to like what ever she was going to say. "Since you've already seen my tits, and there is no one else on the lake would you mind if I went topless?"
Before I could say yea or ney she pulled her tank over her head and laying back gave me one of her patented evil grins.
Tess lay back against the load and stretched, her bare breasts absorbing the July sun. Joanie looked back over her shoulder several times before she too removed her top twisting around so I could have a good look.
The three of us spent the rest of the day topless, across two lakes and portages.
That night as we set up camp the girls flaunted their magnificent tits, making sure that I got a good view, and as the air cooled their nipples stiffened. Joanie's became long and darker as the flesh contracted, they were about three quarters of a inch long and half an inch in diameter. At some point Tess had slipped a pair of rings through the holes in her pierced nipples, I had no idea, her clothes at work had hid them to well I guess.
Between wanting to suck on Joanie's and the urge to pull and twist Tess's I had to go into the woods and take matters in my own hand. As I slowly stroked my cock I could hear their soft conversation and giggles.
The next day followed the same routine, breakfast, packing, paddling and making camp, followed by jerking off in the woods.