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The Nymph's Pool: Part 2

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The Nymph's Pool: Part 2.
Two teens join the ancient secret society of the
Nymph Pool.

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"Needless to say, we did a lot of skinny dipping in those

years," Mike said. "Carol and I, both of your parents, and
a couple others, we were down here almost every nice weekend for
several years. Lots of good times."

"Sounds like it," Maya said. "Though I have trouble

picturing my parents skinny dipping, especially with anyone else."

"Oh, you might be surprised about your parents," Mike

said. "Both of you."

"Anyway," Carol said, perhaps cutting him off, "if

Joella meant for you two to find this place, and I believe she did,
then it's a good thing she conspired to get us here to share the
rules. And maybe just in time, too, since you two are dangerously
close to being overdressed for being that far out in the water."

"We hadn't planned to swim," Josh said. "But, yeah,

we had already talked about coming back tomorrow."

"Guess we won't be needing the suits, then," Maya said,

giving him a playful nudge and suggestive smile.

"What, you still want to come back here with those

conditions?" Josh said.

"Sure, why not? You got something against skinny dipping?"

Maya's eyes locked onto his, her expression challenging. He knew she
was searching for something in him, but he couldn't tell just what
she was after. Did she really want to go skinny dipping with him? If
so, was there more to be read behind that, or was it just in good
fun?

"Uh, well, no, not really," Josh said. "Guess I

just haven't tried it before."

"That makes two of us, then," she said, her smile

returning.

"No time like the present to try something new," Carol

said. "Besides, we don't bite. But if you'd feel more
comfortable trying it in private first, we can head on back and give
you some space."

"No, no," Josh said. "If anyone should be giving

the other some space, it would be us."

"Pish posh," Carol said. "We've done this so many

times before, it scarcely crosses our minds anymore. Think it over.
No pressure."

Mike and Carol swam over to the waterfall, where they let the cool

water splash down over their heads. The distance and noise of the
crashing water gave Josh and Maya some degree of privacy in which to
speak.

"Well, what do you say?" Maya said. "Ready to give

it a try?"

"Hmm; still seems kinda odd doing it with a couple strangers,

even if they do seem pretty cool."

"Well, I'm fine with them being here," she said. "It's

like they're setting the example of how to do it right and not make a
big deal of it. Besides, what if something comes up or the weather
gets bad and we don't get another chance to come back here? Shouldn't
pass up an opportunity when it's trying so hard to get your
attention. Besides, we might offend the nymph."

"You sure seem pretty relaxed about stripping nekkid,"

he said. "You always been like this?"

"No, not always," she said. "But in the right

company, I'm not opposed to going au naturale. And I know you don't
have anything to be ashamed of."

Josh blushed slightly at the suggestive comment and compliment.

"Okay, fine, I'm in."

Maya gave him a sly smile and squeezed his hand. "Last one

naked fixes lunch when we get back, then," she said. And with
that, she slid off the rock and started wading back toward the shore,
peeling off her shirt as she went. Josh shrugged in amusement and
followed, not in any particular hurry to beat her.

By the time Josh reached the shore, his own shirt in hand, Maya

was folding her shorts and stacking them with her shirt alongside the
shoes. She had her back to him, affording him a nice view of her
shapely ass clad in light blue panties. Her entire backside was
tanned, so he assumed she must have seen a fair bit of sun in a
bikini this summer, a thought that brought additional happy images to
mind.

Josh folded his own shirt loosely and started a pile next to

Maya's. As he started to unbutton his shorts, Maya unclasped her bra
and wiggled it off her shoulders and down her arms. He couldn't help
himself but to steal a glance at her bared tits, small handfuls with
inviting curvature and nipples that were starting to protrude in
spite of the warm air. She noticed him looking her way, but only
smiled and dropped the bra onto her pile.

"Hope you're a good cook," she said.

"Hope you like sandwiches," he said. "Too bad we

forgot to bring towels, huh?"

Maya peeled off her panties, teasing him with only a brief glimpse

of her close-trimmed fuzz before she bent over to drop them on the
pile. In further confirmation of her summer sunning, she bore sharp
bikini tan lines across her ass and around her tits. In spite of the
sheer joy of getting to see her nude, there was still a desire to see
her in the responsible two-piece.

She turned to face him as he folded his shorts with only his

boxers remaining. She seemed completely uninhibited and unabashed at
letting him see her nakedness, from only a couple feet away no less.
He did his best not to stare.

"Guess we'll just have to air dry, then," she said.

"Can't imagine that should take too long on a day like this. And
yes, I like sandwiches."

"As this is your first time here, I'd suggest jumping in from

that rock next to you two," Mike said, calling out from where he
and his wife were still soaking next to the falls. Not ten feet away
was a broad rock that jutted out a few feet over the pool, looking
like both a nice place to sit or to jump in the water.

"Sounds good," Maya called back. "Just waiting on

slow poke here."

Passing the point of no return, Josh hooked his hands into the

waistband of his boxers and slid them down and off. Immediately, he
felt the soft summer breeze cool his balls in a way he had never
before experienced. Foreign as the feeling was, he had to admit that
it was rather pleasant. And thanks to his nerves, he was very
relieved to find that he had not become aroused in front of Maya or
their audience. Maya, for her part, just glanced down at him and
quickly brought her eyes back up to meet his, smiling politely.

"Let's go," she said, offering him her hand which he

happily took.

They climbed up the rock, which was a couple feet above the level

of the water and the beach, and walked to the edge. Hand in hand,
naked as the day they were born, and standing not twenty feet from
the middle aged friends of their parents; and Josh couldn't help but
grin in the crazy joy of the moment. It's a singular sort of carefree
release that he had never experienced before, enhanced only in that
he was sharing it with Maya.

"How deep is it?" Josh said. In spite of being able to

see the bottom through the reflection of the green canopy above, it
was difficult to judge details.

"About four or five feet," Mike said. "It's a safe

jump, but I wouldn't be trying anything headfirst off there."

"Ready?" Josh asked Maya. She squeezed his hand back.

"Yup."

Together, they jumped in, the cool water offering a brief shock

that perfectly quenched the day's heat. And if feeling the breeze on
his balls had been novel, floating naked in cool water was an
entirely alien and wonderful experience. He reluctantly let go of
Maya's hand while she dunked under the surface and swam around a bit
on her own. He did likewise, letting the cool water carry away the
heat and sweat from his head as he plunged under the surface.

"Well, were we right?" Carol asked when both had finally

surfaced and wiped the water from their eyes.

"It's wonderful," Maya said. "So glad you told us

the rules about this place. It just wouldn't be right any other way."

"My compliments to Joella for keeping such a lovely little

place," Josh said, and everyone agreed.

The two of them made their way over to the older couple, joining

them under the splashing water of the falls for a bit. Standing at a
depth where just their heads made it out of the water, they chatted
idly about a range of topics; with the upcoming freshman year of
college dominating much of the conversation. Maya stood near Josh,
and their hands occasionally brushed, but aside from the otherwise
frequent eye contact they made no further intimate gestures
throughout.

"So, just what sort of wild things did our parents do down

here?" Maya said, abruptly changing the topic.

"Oh, I don't know if we should tell those stories," Mike

said. "Your parents might not forgive us."

"We can keep a secret," Josh said. "Besides, you

never know when you might need a little leverage."

Everyone laughed. Mike and Carol looked at one another for a long

moment, trying to read in the other's eyes whether they should or
shouldn't pass along any stories. "Maybe a hint," Mike
finally said to Carol, who nodded.

"Well, let's put it this way," Carol said. "At the

age we were back in those days, well, we were a little more
hormonally charged."

"That's one way of putting it," Mike said, smiling. Maya

and Josh looked at one another, both feeling a little awkward at
where this conversation seemed to be headed. "One set of your
parents were collectively nicknamed the Bunny-Monkeys," Carol
said. "Let's just say that was representative of an nearly
insatiable need to do the deed as often and as publicly as possible."

"Oh my god!" Maya said, bursting into giggles.

"I can't see either of our parents being like that,"

Josh said, floored.

Carol shrugged. "Well, things change as you get older, I

suppose. Still it's the truth."

"Believe her," Mike said, laughing. "I saw it. All

of it."

"And the other set of your parents, while perhaps a bit more

tactful with regard to taking their intimate acts away from the
public view, more than made up for it in the volume of their
passions."

"Screamer and Grunter," Mike said, confirming his wife's

account.

Josh and Maya just stared at each other in open-mouthed disbelief,

and then burst into laughter. Josh couldn't imagine his parents being
either of the described couples, but neither could he imagine it was
something that Carol would make up about them. It must be true, but
oh how they must have changed over the years.

"Your parents the screamers?" Maya asked. "'Because

I don't think I've ever heard a peep out of my parents."

Josh shook his head. "Nope," he said. "Aside from a

stray squeaky bed spring that I did my best to pretend I didn't hear,
I've never heard a thing."

"And I don't see my parents as the blatant exhibitionist

types, either," she said. "Or yours."

"God's honest truth," Carol said. "But, like I

said, we all change as we get older. I'm sure there'll be plenty of
things about your youths that you probably won't want to share with
your children down the road."

Josh sensed that she meant the two of them, Josh and Maya together

as a couple, with that statement, though it could be meant in
general. Still, the idea had a comfortable feel to it, like it was
opening a path that they were meant to walk.

"I think that's enough damage for now," Mike said.

"We'll leave it to you two to sort out who was who. And you
never heard it from us."

"Okay, fair enough," Maya said. "But what about you

two? Did you two have a reputation?"

Josh couldn't believe she was so forward as to ask a question like

that. However, Mike and Carol just looked each other and shared a
reminiscent smile. In that look, he saw a lot of happy history and
all the confirmation he needed that they were not putting them on.

"I guess you could say we were the antagonists," Carol

finally said. "We had a habit of goading people into trying new
things; usually outside their comfort zones."

"I don't think we'd have any trouble believing that one,"

Maya said. Josh had to concur.

"Of course, that meant the others gave back as good as we

dished out," Mike said. "We ended up doing a lot of
creative and surprising things."

"And we won't be sharing those stories," Carol said.

"Not this day, anyway."

"Time?" Mike said to Carol, who nodded back. "Well,

we must be getting on our way. We've got plans this evening and need
time to get cleaned up and such beforehand."

The two climbed onto the shore, and this time neither Josh nor

Maya had comfort issues in looking at them or carrying on the
conversation. While they were definitely of the same generation as
their parents, with bodies that carried the inevitable signs of that
age, Josh now saw within them a playfulness and zest for life that he
hoped he would be so lucky to have in another twenty-five years.

"Let's go say goodbye," Maya whispered in his ear from

where they were hanging out in the middle of the pool. By the way she
took his arm, he knew she meant to do so face-to-face rather than
from across the water. Together, they came ashore as the older couple
finished dressing.

"It was a pleasure to meet you two," Maya said, offering

her hand which the other two readily took.

"Absolutely," Josh said, also shaking hands.

"Likewise," Mike said. "Hope you two enjoy the rest

of the afternoon. Maybe we'll see you around again sometime."

Carol, after shaking their hands, turned to face the pool. "Thank

you, Joella," she said. "And if you arranged for us to help
introduce Josh and Maya to you, then it was our honor."

"Thanks Joella," Mike said, giving the pool a short wave

goodbye.

Josh and Maya stood side by side, naked and dripping wet, until

the older couple disappeared from view in the woods. For the first
time since undressing, they could actually see one another, and this
time without any sort of audience. Almost shyly, they faced one
another and took a few moments to appreciate the sight. His heart
swelled in almost unbearable appreciation for how beautiful she
looked right now; not just a factor of figure and the way the water
drops sparkled on her skin, but in the way he saw her both as the
girl he had grown up with and the woman she had become in their time
apart. It was a beauty of the soul.

The silent moment between them stretched until they both felt a

little uncomfortable with thoughts and feelings they weren't quite
ready to express in words. Maya flinched first, smiling and looking
down at the ground for a moment. Josh took the moment to breathe and
step back, stretching his arms.

"Well," he said, "you wanna stay a little longer?"

"Frankly, I'm starving," Maya said.

"Yeah, me too," he said, and he was.

"But, I'm sure planning on coming back here soon and often,"

she said.

"Like this afternoon?" Josh said it with humor, but he

meant it with a bit of hope. He knew that after this experience, the
only swimming they would do here in the future would be in the nude.
And with Maya, that would never be a bad thing.

"Maybe," she said, playfully. "I think I'm gonna

take advantage of that big rock to dry off a bit before we head out."

They climbed back onto the large flat rock from which they had

jumped into the pool. Though little sun made it through the canopy
above, there were a few patches of light that dotted the rock and
kept it a touch warmer than the ambient air. Maya sat cross-legged
and then changed her mind and laid on her back. Josh sat next to her,
politely trying to keep his eyes more on their surroundings, until
she started talking to him.

"Well, was skinny dipping everything you thought it would

be?" Maya said.

"Not sure what I expected, but yeah, it was fun," Josh

said. "So, does this make us nudists?"

"Don't they prefer 'naturists' now?"

"How about 'strippers'?" They both laughed at that.

"I think that only applies if you're more interested in the

removal of the clothing than in enjoying the naked experience,"
she said. "Or if you get paid for it."

"Well, if this is supposed to be Nude Day, then I guess I'm

good with nudists; or nudies; or nudites," Josh said.

"So, which parents do you think were which?" Maya said.

Josh leaned back on his elbows and looked back at her, eyes

pausing at her tits where the nipples stretched for the sky. She
grinned at him, though he couldn't quite figure out what she was
thinking. For his part, he was a still a little uncomfortable with
the idea of his parents being either of the couples described.

"I think I'd be a little more comfortable imagining them

being the noisy ones," he said. "But, I still can't
actually see them as either."

"Same here," she said. She used her toes to brush a leaf

off the other foot, the act catching Josh's attention. Damn, she has
cute feet, he thought to himself.

"Still, can you imagine what it must have been like back in

their day here?" she said. "I mean; wide-open, public sex?
Even if it is just in front of friends. Must have been really good
friends."

"Yeah, hard to imagine," Josh said, even as pictures

flickered through his mind.

"Like this rock we're sitting on," she said, patting the

stone between them. "Whichever of our parents were the
Bunny-Monkeys, they probably had a lot of sex right here. Perfect
spot that pretty much everyone in the pool or on the beach couldn't
help but see."

"God, they'd kill us if they found out we'd heard about what

they were like," Josh said.

"Kind of exciting to think about it, though," she said.

"Who knew they were so open-minded?"

Josh noticed as Maya's eyes drifted down toward his waist while

her eyes and smile widened. "Speaking of excited; ," she
said.

To his horror and embarrassment, Josh realized that all the talk

of sex had taken hold of his subconscious and his cock was almost
fully engorged where it laid across his leg. He jerked back up to a
sitting position so that his back shielded him from her view. His
face flushed and he felt his chances of coming back here for more
skinny dipping would be dashed if she knew he had any such thoughts
about her.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Why?" Maya said, sitting up beside and just behind him.

She touched his shoulder gently and leaned her head in over his
shoulder. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

Her sincerity helped, but he was still embarrassed. "Just,

kinda embarrassing."

"Did I have anything to do with that?"

"Sorta. Kinda."

"Then I'm flattered," she whispered in his ear. She

leaned in closer, her cheek brushing his ear and her breath warm on
his cheek. He shuddered involuntarily at the contact. With her
fingers on his chin, she softly rotated his head to face her.

"Flattered?" he whispered back.

His eyes remained locked with hers as she leaned forward the

remaining inch until their lips met. It was soft, tender, and just a
little hesitant. After a few seconds, they retreated back that inch,
again searching in one another's eyes. He saw reflected in hers what
he felt in himself. He leaned into her and they kissed again, longer
and harder, eyes closed and breaths held.

Maya pulled back after another minute or two, far enough back to

look him in the face easily but too far for him to lean in for
another kiss without getting up from where he sat. The hand she had
placed on his chin worked its way around his neck, the thumb
caressing his earlobe. She then slid the hand down his neck and over
his chest, briefly teasing the sparse hairs on his sternum, eliciting
a smile from both. Her hand co

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