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Leila´s Picnic Weekend

... hard. He should be wanting to film her, she was here, she was totally naked, her private parts on total display. As this thought recurred to her, she felt the humiliation again, and for the next several minutes her emotions swung rapidly from humiliation to arousal to anger and back to humiliation again.

"That'll do for now," David said as he put the camera down by the hamper, his words pulling her out of her emotional storm. "It's getting on towards lunchtime. If only you'd thought to bring your bathing suit, you could have had a swim to sharpen your appetite." She looked at his face, expecting to see the same grin she had seen when he suggested the sunscreen. "Of course, if you were daring enough, you could go skinny-dipping. But then you're far too shy for that." She could not believe it. He was totally deadpan. Not the ghost of a grin.

Leila put her hands on her hips, tossed her hair, then turned around and walked into the lake. A few minutes later, David had joined her. She was surprised to see that he was totally naked. She was still feeling very aroused, and started to fondle him. Then they swam to a shady spot at the end of the beach, where they made passionate love. She could not help moaning and screaming as she was brought to climax. It was the first time she had ever made love, other than in a closed room. There was something so sinful about having sex here, where anyone might see them; yet something so right about it, too; the most primal passion fulfilled ...

... in the primal forest, the birds in the trees, the sun shining bright.

After that wild climax, she lay on the sand in his arms, while both their breathing returned to something approaching normal. After a few minutes like this, she felt so warm and loved. Then David kissed her breasts, slowly, gently, and said, "I am really starving. I'm going to take another quick dip, then prepare lunch. It should be ready in about ten minutes. You can just rest until then, or do whatever you want." Once again he kissed each nipple, then kissed her mouth. She lay on her side with her eyes closed for a couple of minutes, then rolled over so she was lying in the sun on her back and spread her arms and legs wide, soaking up the sunlight.

After a few moments like this, she decided to wash the sand off before lunch. She opened her eyes, and realized what the noise that she had been ignoring was. A freight train was just crossing the stream. She wondered if the crew had seen her there, spread-eagled on the beach. She thought of the engineer gazing at her sparsely covered pussy, spread before him, at her firm youthful breasts, at her beautiful nude body. She paused and shook her head. Her beautiful body? She could not believe she was thinking that. Only a few weeks before she had felt she was too short, her breasts were too small, her sparse pussy not womanly enough. Where had this idea that she had a beautiful body come from?

She felt almost dazed as she stood up and walked into the lake ...