| Sheep Pond
Dad had a vacation rental on Sheep Pond. It was a few miles
inland from Nauset Beach at Cape Cod.... Whenever I
think of the beach I remember Nauset Beach. The ocean was
very feirce with a strong rip tide. There was a long set of
steps down the steep dunes to the wet beach. ...
I was not much of a swimmer, but liked to wade and stare
at the bikini ladies under water with my snorkel and diving
mask... A dozen of dancing bikini ladies bobbed in front
of me on their toes... The waves would lift us up and pull
us out... I was a teen and weighed maybe ninety pounds.
I kept close to the shallows...
A liked to use the showers there. A hose attached to a
spigot hanging over a plywood dressing room, stood
next to a row of other showers on the beach... I would
spray my hose at the feet of ladies showering next to me.
Sometimes, they would spray their hoses at my feet...
Curiosity, found a way to climb my shower booth and peek
down at the bikini ladies.. One lady removed her bottom
bikini and sprayed her hoo-ha... She arched her head in
excitement and saw me looking over.. She screamed.
I liked to explore Sheep Pond at night. .. It was more
mysterious and exciting... One night I took the row boat
out and was caught in a very strong current. It pulled me
away from our cabin and all the way around to a cabin
on the opposite side... It was 2:00am. I stepped out of
the row boat and tied it the dock.
Somehow, I knew I was being watched... I spotted two girls
and a boy in the bushes leading from the dock...
They were around my age. They were naked... I surmised
I had interrupted their skinny dip.
"Sorry.. the current pulled me here." I was very nervous.
"Shhhhhhhhh!.... You'll wake everybody up." a girl replied in
a whisper... "Come over here." she continued, waving her hand.
I bent over and scurried over to them... I was wearing a @Super Man
T-Shirt and red swimming trunks.
Those two girls pulled my trunks and T-Shirt off in seconds.
"What's that hole in your chest?" the boy asked pressing
his finger into my chest cavity... "Hmf! That's a concave chest:
A cobbler's chest." I didn't like him... "Nice shave." one of
the girls fingered and squeezed my sack and smiled..
"Awesome." the other girl ran her hands over my shaved
"What-er shaving there for?" the boy looked with a squint.
"It's personal.... ahhmmmm." My explanation was interrupted
by the girls tugging and devouring of my shaven manhood..
I looked down and saw these girls mouthing my whole package.
The boy started stroking his hairy member.. He walked up to
and over the girls... One of the girls mouthed his package:
"I wish you'd shave."
I didn't know what to do with my hands.. I decided to stroke
the hair of the girl mouthing my manhood... She was rubbing
her hoo-ha vigorously.. "May I go inside?" I asked timidly.
She smiled a toothy smile and fell on her back. In two shakes
of a lambs tail I was on top rutting and suckling her...
The girls went back and forth between me and the other boy.
Then, we would skinny dip.. and the girls would start again.
"What's your name?" I was bonding. "No names, just fun."
a girl replied... Eventually, I stumbled back to the row boat,
but I was to weak to row.
It took several hours to walk the dirt road around the pond
to our cabin... My dad was standing in the driveway,
"Good morning.. couldn't sleep?" "The row boat took me
for a trip." I smiled. I slept all day.