Love midst the Cypress

Love midst the Cypress1

    The senior class had planned their trip for the following Saturday and Zak arranged to get off from work. As they waited for Elna’s mom to give her permission to go, Elna asked for the day off also, hoping for an affirmative answer. I don’t think her Mom would have let her go except her brother, Odell, told their Mom that he would look after her and she agreed. So, now they had to make a decision about a swim suit for Elna, her mother still wouldn’t let her have one even though she was now sixteen. She hated to go against her Mom’s wishes, but how would it look for her to be the only girl there without one? Zak didn’t want to interfere, so Odell told her to borrow one and he would stow it in his bag. Hearing of that, Zak said he couldn’t tell her what to do, but didn’t see anything wrong with Odell’s idea. Still feeling guilty, she borrowed a suit from her friend, Ruth, who was about her size. Zak felt sure the guilt would wear off before they were in the water and looked forward to seeing her in it. Excited about the trip, they thought of little else all week. Zak had finished his final exams, and the Annual staff, of which he was a member, had finished compiling it and sent it to the printer, now let the good times roll.2

    Saturday morning at seven, they all boarded the bus, amid the clamor of the group voicing their excitement. Finding seats, they settled down for the two-hour drive with the sounds of good-natured kidding and laughter you would expect from such a group. Quieting down after a few minutes, they talked in small groups or, in Zak’s case just he and Elna as they sat as close together as possible, which was pretty close on the bench seats of the school bus. He thrilled to the touch of her hip and thigh pressing against his, and the thought of seeing her in the swimsuit for the first time. Arriving at the parking area, they were glad to get off the bus and stretch as they looked around; some of them had never been there before. The sponsors directed them to take their bags and go to the picnic area and stake out three tables. Following directions, they ran to the area and pulled three tables together, end to end, then the boys went back to fetch the coolers of food. With everything set up, they all ran for the changing rooms as Odell handed Elna her suit. It didn’t take Odell and Zak long to change and they were waiting at the entrance to the girl’s room when Elna came out, walking hesitantly and looking embarrassed. Not sure if she should try to cover herself with her hands or not, she looked pleadingly at Zak. Seeing the expression on his face must have encouraged her, because she straightened up and walked proudly toward them as Odell ran for the water. Zak was spellbound by her incredible beauty and it must have shown in his face, because Elna suddenly laughed and looked more at ease. A plain enough suit, what she did for it was fantastic, as it hugged every mound and valley of her body, accentuating her hourglass figure. As they walked toward the water, across the sand beach, pausing to stake out a spot for later with their towels, Zak observed the other boys ogling Elna and felt jealousy, mixed with pride. Taking her hand he led her outward until they were in chest deep water, where he encouraged her to practice swimming. Up to now, she had learned to swim short distances and would put her head underwater; however she still panicked if her face went under unexpectedly. Zak was pleased with her progress, but knew she needed much more practice to gain confidence. When they tired of the water, they went back to their towels on the beach and lay in the sun for awhile. Alternating between the water and beach, the morning passed quickly and Elna became accustomed to the stares her near nude body attracted; think she began to enjoy them. Although there were many pretty girls there, some showing more skin than she, Zak had eyes only for her. To him, she was the most beautiful girl in the world.3

    They were on the beach when the whistle sounded for lunch and, as they walked toward the picnic area, they watched the others splashing out of the water, the girls tugging at their suits as they tried to cover up. One girl, in what was supposed to be a two-piece suit, reached to pull up the top only to find it missing. Looking shocked, she ducked back under the water as her boy friend searched for the top. He soon found it floating nearby, retrieved it, and she put it on. They laughed as Elna said, “Wonder what they were doing”? Hungry from all the exercise, they all enjoyed the lunch. One of the sponsors told them not to go back in the water for an hour, so most went to lie in the sun and let the food settle. Though he hadn’t told Elna, Zak had other plans and he took her hand and led her to the pier where he rented a canoe. Helping her in and seeing her seated safely, he got in and began to paddle out onto the lake. Concerned by the rocking motion of the canoe, she asked him not to go out too far. Honoring her request, he stayed close to shore as he paddled to the north end of the lake, where he knew there was a stand of cypress trees growing out into the water. Wending his way among the trees, they slowly disappeared from view and began to feel all alone except for the sound of music drifting across the water from someone’s radio. When he was sure they had complete privacy he put the paddle down and moved to sit next to Elna, taking her into his arms and kissing her as the canoe rocked gently in the shallow water. Her near nakedness inflamed his senses, causing the lust to well up in him to the point he could hardly contain himself. Kissing her long and passionately, he vowed his everlasting love for her. Returning his kisses, she put her arms around his neck and yielded her body to him so they blended into one. She didn’t resist as he stroked her naked shoulders, back and arms, and he heard her breathing grow labored even as his also was. Elna seemed to melt into him, as though surrendering herself to him completely and he felt that it would be up to him to protect her, even from himself. After one more lingering kiss he pulled back, and she looked at him questioningly, as if asking, “Why did you stop”? Moving over to the other seat so that he was facing her, he looked lovingly, hungrily into her eyes, trying to convey with his eyes his mixed feelings, partly “love and protect” but mingled with lust for her body. He realized that she couldn’t know how hard it was for him to maintain control, and didn’t know how to explain it to her, so he didn’t even try. Elna’s face and upper body were flushed with the passion she was feeling as she waited for him to love her.4

    Sorry, but I must pause for a moment do inform you all of some of the language contained in this story, which could possibly become offensive to some of you. In the time period Zak was growing up, there was no sex education, either in the schools, or in the home, and certainly not in the churches which taught that sex was sinful and shouldn’t even be thought of. Not knowing the proper names for sex organs or acts, Zak had to use slang words he learned from older kids in the telling of this story. I doubt if these slang words will shock anyone of this generation, but if they do, I apologize. However, they are a necessary part of the story and I will not leave them out. In the interest of accuracy I have inserted some technically correct words, even though they were not used by, or even known by him. The small amount of knowledge Zak got from his peers, much of it incorrect, was at best, incomplete. The only way he had to learn was by experimenting and reasoning things out for himself, and as he learned, he tried to pass it on to Elna, hoping that they could find their way to a happy and satisfying life. I am sure that he never intended to offend anyone, and neither do I. While I get another cup of coffee, anyone who wishes to leave may go back to the clubhouse.5

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    Good, I see that no one left, so I will get on with the story:7

    Reaching for Elna’s hands, Zak sat forward as far as possible so that they were close as his eyes began to hungrily devour her body, first her breasts, then on down, pausing at every erotic place. Occasionally he would look back into her eyes, to see that her eyes were following his, and he knew his stare was exciting her almost as much as a touch. Sure was exciting him also. As his eyes stopped at the juncture of her thighs, barely covered with a thin strip of cloth, he caught his breath in awe, and glanced back at her face, and saw her blush. Sweeping his eyes along her naked thighs, seeing them exposed that way for the first time, he could almost feel the soft, silky skin in his mind and his hands were itching to touch her there. Gazing for a long moment, he became aware of how uncomfortable his penis had become as it was held in check by the lightweight jockey strap built into his swim trunks. Glancing down at his crotch, he saw that it was straining to be released and looked enormous as it bulged outward, stretching his trunks to the limit. Glancing back into Elna’s eyes, he saw her looking at the bulge between his legs, her eyes widening in surprise. Still looking into her eyes, he moved his hands to her bare knees and as they made contact with the naked flesh she flinched and caught her breath. Slowly, he caressed his way up her thighs, running his hands gently, then a little firmer, up and down the top of her thighs. Still looking into her eyes, excited by watching her reactions as well as her eyes fixed on his crotch; he moved his hands back to her knees. Slipping his right hand between her knees, he started moving it upward between her thighs and she parted her legs slightly to give access as he heard her breath catch again. With his left hand, he urged her knees apart a little more as his right hand began to softly caress the incredible baby soft, yet firm, silky flesh of her inner thigh, bringing a soft moan from her lips. Acutely aware of her gaze on his throbbing penis, he was having trouble controlling the urge to come, felt almost like she was touching him there. As his hand moved back up her inner thigh again he felt the knuckle touch the soft, puffy mat of hair at her crotch and saw her eyes react as she flinched and looked down between her legs to see what he was doing to her. Seeing his hand touching that most erotic and sensitive of places, her pussy, caused her to spread her thighs a little more as she also moved her hips forward on the seat, pressing her pussy onto his hand. As he held his position, looking now at his hand against the narrow strip of cloth between her legs, he saw that since she had spread her thighs apart he could see several curly hairs peeking out from the confines of the tight suit. Grasping the boat seat with both hands, Elna pushed her pussy forward and they both watched as the lips of her vulva separated enough for his knuckle to penetrate, forcing the cloth of her suit between them. Zak, unable to control himself any longer, grabbed her thigh with his left hand and pushed slightly with his right knuckle, feeling the heat and wetness of her pussy as she squealed and began to climax, and he came also with surge after surge of semen soaking the front of his trunks. He had to catch Elna as she collapsed, dropping to his knees between her thighs and holding her body upright. When she recovered, Zak was kissing her face and lips as he murmured his love for her. She whispered in his ear, “I love you precious, you make me feel so good, I never dreamed it could be that good”. Telling her how much pleasure her body gave him, he suddenly noticed the sun was getting low in the western sky and picked up the paddle. Starting back, he reminded himself mentally that he would have to get in the water before anyone else saw him so his trunks would be wet all over, instead of just in front. Pulling up to the pier he slid over the side into the water and held the canoe steady for Elna to get out, then climbed out and tied up. They stopped by the rest rooms and then went to the concession stand for cokes. Sitting at a picnic table they sipped their drinks, enjoying the afterglow from sexual release even though neither of them knew why they were feeling so good and relaxed.8

    Sitting close on the trip home, tired but happy, they both contemplated what had happened that afternoon. Their love for one another seemed to grow with each passing moment. It was dark by the time they arrived home and they were so exhausted they both went to bed early that night, each with loving thoughts of the happenings midst the cypress trees as Zak thought, "sweet dreams sweetheart". 9

                           ©…by jean ruff10