Brian, Cindy and I had been friends for a long time. At college we were inseparable. After college though, the real world conspired to keep us apart. Our jobs took the three of us in very different directions: Brian went off to New York to work for an Ad firm, Cindy went west to work for an internet company, and I stayed in Michigan were I worked doing video production for a local television station.
We kept in touch as best we could, but as time went on we drifted further and further apart. So when Brian suggested we get together for a weekend at his Dad's cabin in the U.P., I jumped at the chance.
We met up at the cabin a few weeks later, and I was happy to see my old friends again.
Brian hadn't changed a bit. At 32 he still looked like he was 17. He had let his hair grow long, but he still had those big brown eyes that could melt the coldest heart. He still had his goatee, neatly trimmed and soft as ever. The goatee was the only facial hair he had ever managed to grow and he tended it carefully. It was his pride and joy.
Cindy had changed. The last time I had seen her she had had bright pink hair and a face full of nose, lip and eyebrow rings, as well as a dozen or so earrings. She still had a stud in her nose and two or three rings in each ear, but the majority of her piercings were gone. I wondered if her other piercings were still there. I had gone with her when she got her nipples pierced, what? Ten years ago? Had it really been that long?
Her hair was a very dark purple. It was the kind of color one could have that was not found in nature, but which would still let you get a job.
She had put on a little weight, and as a result she had filled out in all of the right places. I had always thought she was hot, but now... damn, she was smokin'...
We arrived at the cabin early in the day, but it was already over 95 degrees. Fortunately the cabin was situated on a lake and had a semi-private beach. Had it been a private beach, I'm sure we would have just gone skinny dipping, but instead we slipped into our swimsuits and hit the beach.
We splashed in the water for a while, then sat on the beach and got caught up with each other's lives.
Cindy dumped a pail of sand on me while I wasn't looking and I chased her around, finally tackling her in the sand. Brian joined in and the three of us wrestled in the sand for a bit, laughing our selves silly and getting sand in every crack and crevice our bodies had.
When we had had enough we walked back up to the cabin. My suit was so full of sand, I decided not to track in any more sand than necessary. Back at school, the three of us had been naked together on several occasions, so I thought nothing of stripping my suit off and leaving it on the porch. I took a moment to brush the sand off my body when I noticed Cindy looking at me, a surprised, but playful expression on her face.
"Something wrong?" I asked, feeling a little awkward now that I thought about how long it had been since we were last casually nude together.
"Not from where I'm standing." She said with a grin.
"I'm going to go shower some of this sand off." I said and headed in.
The cabin was small and had only the single bathroom. In it was one of those small showers and no tub. I turned on the water and was rewarded with a strong spray of warm water. I stepped in and let the water run over my body. I was still feeling a bit embarrassed about stripping in front of Cindy and Brian. Time had just seemed to slip away, and I had forgotten how long ago we had been able to do stuff like that. Times change, and it hadn't occurred to me that either Cindy or Brian might have been offended.
I was so lost in my thoughts, that I didn't hear the bathroom door open.
"Knock, knock!" Cindy's voice roused me from my thoughts.
The shower door opened and a nude Cindy stepped in.
"I hope there's room for one more." She said with a grin.
"Sure," I said, "Come on in." It was tight but we both fit.
"I wasn't about to let you hog up all the warm water." She smiled, and proceeded to rinse the sand off her body. She had filled out a bit since school, and the curves suited her nicely. And yes, she still had the nipple rings. I felt the beginnings of a stirring between my legs and I had to turn my attention to washing the sand away. I didn't need to embarrass myself further with an erection.
Just then the door opened again, and Brian squeezed his way in.
"You guys havin' a party with out me?"
"Come on in!" Cindy said, "The water is great."
With the three of us in the shower together it was quite crowded. I was now pressed quite close to Cindy, her breasts pressed against my chest, I could feel her nipples rubbing against my skin. It occurred to me that though I had seen her nude before, I had never touched her naked body. The thought of her pressed so close excited me.
She shifted, and my cock brushed her thigh. The feel of her skin against my shaft sent a jolt through my system and my cock began to stir. I turned away, only to brush up my ass against Brian's cock. Apparently he too was getting a little excited in the close quarters, as his member was partially erect as well. Cindy found the whole thing amusing.
"Excuse me," She shifted again to get under the direct flow of the shower, and quite on purpose brushed her hand against my cock. I was instantly hard. I turned, trying to hide, only to brush my erect staff into Brian's soft thigh. My hand made momentary contact with his stiff member and I felt my face flush red. The more we twisted and turned trying to avoid each other, the more our three bodies rubbed against each other, and the harder Brian and I got.
Cindy by now was quite intentionally rubbing against our cocks, giggling like crazy, saying "Excuse me, pardon me, oops, so sorry!" as we tried to stay cool and nonchalant about the whole thing. Soon though, Brian and I started to get into the spirit of things and we started to brush and bump back.
"Oops," I said as I rubbed my raging hard on against her leg, "Pardon me," as I grabbed her breast. Brian moved behind her pressing himself against her backside.
Cindy was laughing hysterically, trying in vain to avoid our groping hands. With all of this going on, more than once I found myself groping Brian by mistake.
At some point the laughing turned to heavy breathing. Cindy held my cock tightly, and started to stroke. Her eyes were closed, and I looked down to see Brian's fingers in her pussy. He was rubbing his thumb over her clit, while one of his fingers pushed deep inside her. Her hand started to stroke my cock furiously. The feeling was intense. Without realizing it, I had grabbed Brian's cock and was stroking it with the same frantic rhythm Cindy was using on my cock. Her body began to quiver, and she began to moan. This was enough to send Brian over the edge, and his legs buckled as he shot a load of cum over my hand and Cindy's leg. Cindy and I came next, almost at the same moment. I was still stroking Brian's cock as I had my own ejaculation. My cum came in hot wads as wave after wave of pleasure shot through my body. Cindy was likewise quivering in ecstasy as Brian continued to finger her. The three of us were lost in pleasure as we shared our mutual orgasm.
As the orgasms waned, we stood under the warm water in silence. I think we were all surprised and a little embarrassed. Cindy let out a little giggle, and we all rinsed off and stepped out of the shower.
Part 2
