Paddling for Pain & Pleasure

Day 2 from Loch Buie out to Ardalanish

The sun rose early the next day, as did the seven kayakers.

For those that were paying attention, a few strange, or interesting glances, depending how you looked at it, passed between Sam and Charlie as everyone had their breakfast, and took down their tents. Max certainly noticed it, but was going to keep quiet, she would drop her information when she felt in might help the situation. Whatever situation that might be.

Sam was still glowing, and there was still a delicious tingle between her thighs. Charlie's cock was the largest she had ever taken; she was sure of it. And to be honest she was also wondering just what some of the others might be packing. She blushed, she shouldn't be thinking like that.

Once they were all packed up and ready to go, Sam again sat down with the five guys just to confirm what they had discussed the previous night and a quick call into the Coastguard then they were off. It was just after eight in the morning, and so they would be fighting against a slight head flow for the first forty minutes of so before they got slack water and the tides turned and would be behind them, pushing them on. But they needed to take advantage of all they could today as they had a long trip.

Today, they were heading from Loch Buie round to Ardalanish, towards the end of the Ross of Mull and the ferry across to Iona. It was a glorious day, there was little wind, so little or no swell or waves, and the sun shone. It was Max that reminded the guys to put their sunglasses on as the glare off the water could be quite damaging on their eyes. The warm weather also meant that they were taking quite a few stops on the water to drink and have a quick protein or muesli bar, just to keep their energy levels up.

During one of these stops they had an experience that none of them would forget as they were joined by a pair of inquisitive seals. It was Robbie who spotted them first some fifty yards away, but Sam's experience indicated that if they stayed still the seals would approach. And she was right, ten minutes later, longer than they had intended to stop, the seals were less than ten yards away and the seven sat watching them intently.

Then they were off again, just before noon with a good four hours paddling completed they pulled into another small, sheltered bay for their lunch. They were well over halfway and were making good time. They could afford to have a good break, relax and rest before continuing.

They got back onto the water and carried on, everything was perfect, the weather, the water, the paddling. It was a wonderful day. Soon they were pulling into Ardalanish Bay and its wide expanse of white sand. Sam and Max allowed the guys to select their campsite, and they pulled their kayaks up above the high-water mark.

Another half hour or so and tents were pitched again, and cooking was on the go preparing hot meals for everyone. A quick debrief with Sam and they were finished for the day.

It was Robbie and Amal who asked if they could collect driftwood and build a fire on the beach. Sam and Max were happy with that idea, so the boys trouped off along the beach. Within twenty minutes they had a huge pile, but they needed a bit of help from Max to get it going.

The group sat and chatted round the fire for several hours, and Sam found quite a bit out about the five young men, they seemed quite happy to openly discuss their lives and the problems they had encountered.

The guys questioned Sam about her life as well, but she was much more reticent about giving away too much information. She didn't mention anything about her sporting achievements as that might have allowed them to identify who she actually was. But when they tried to question and embarrass her about her love life, she was willing to say that she was unmarried, didn't have a boyfriend, but had many boyfriends over the last couple of years, so they that one failed.

Eventually, one by one the guys began to drop off, it had been another tiring day for them, and Max suggested they should pack in for the night as the following days was going to be their longest and possibly toughest.

Grudgingly, they agreed and they trooped off, and Sam and Max remained sitting chatting at the fire.

"I was surprised how much you told them about your love life," said Max, as she threw another stick on the fire.

Sam laughed, "I didn't really tell them very much, I'm not married, don't currently have a boyfriend, but do regularly hook up with guys. What can they get from that?" she queried, "Suggests I'm just a normal female, I think."

Max nodded, "Yes, I see your point. Once their trip is over, they're unlikely to see you again," she agreed, "A bit different for me, I'll see them every week when we get back home, I don't want them knowing too much about me."

"Yes, I get that," nodded Sam.

"It's really been a great two days so far added Max, "I can't thank you enough for agreeing to assess them."

"Hey, they're great guys, they're doing all the work, you've trained them really well," countered Sam, "You should be taking all the credit for this."

Max threw another bigger stick on the fire, she wanted it to burn for a good while yet, as she had a plan.

"I really fancy a swim," she suggested, "What about you?" she asked.

Sam laughed half-heartedly, "I don't actually have a swimming costume with me," she explained.

"Neither do I," admitted Max as she climbed to her feet and started to walk towards the sea, "I was going to go skinny-dipping."

Sam was about to turn down the offer, when Max called out, "Come on, it'll be fun!"

'What the hell' thought Sam, 'it could be fun' and she rose and followed Max down towards the gently breaking waves. When Sam caught up with her, Max had already stripped off her hoodie and her t-shirt and was lowering her shorts down her legs. It was the first time Sam had seen Max without her bulky dry-top and other kayaking kit and she now found herself looking at a very curvy and toned body.

Sam began to strip off her clothes too, her fleecy top and t-shirt. Only after she had got these over her head and could look at Max did she realise that Max was stripping off her sports bra and panties. This was not what Sam had been expecting.

Max saw the look on Sam's face and laughed, "They won't get wet if I take them off, then I can wear them tomorrow as well."

Sam had to admire Max's logic, but she cast a long look back towards the fire and the direction of the tents, hoping that she couldn't see anyone. The coast looked clear. By now Max was naked and was striding out into the water, and just a few yards out the beach shelved quite steeply and soon Max was shoulder deep.

Sam shrugged her shoulders and stripped of her bra and pants too and walked in to join Max. The water was cold, but due to the time of year, it was a lot warmer than it had been a couple of months earlier when Sam had been over on Mull doing some kayaking and wild swimming.

The two naked mermaids spent about ten minutes in the water, quietly swimming and floating about. Sam had to agree that it felt great, and she was pleased that Max had suggested it.

The pair walked out of the water together and simply picked up their clothes and headed up towards the fire to dry off. As they walked, Sam continued to closely watch where the tents were, anticipating a head popping out and finding them naked. However, the reached the fire safely and Sam was about to start slipping her clothes back on when Max spoke.

"So, you seemed to be having fun with Chip last night," Max queried, causing Sam to gasp in surprise and horror.

"What, you heard us?" Sam groaned, realising her secret was out.

"I'm surprised half the island didn't hear you," Max joked, then added, "I was a little concerned that some of the other guys would appear, but they must have been crashed."

Sam was a bit puzzled, "Why? Where were you?" she asked, trying to work out just what Max was saying.

"I got up for a wee and heard you. It turned me on like fuck, so I sat beside Chip's tent and frigged myself. Hope you don't mind."

Sam went beetroot, not that you could really tell in the fire light. She was so embarrassed, but at the same time thoughts of the previous night with Charlie flashed through her mind and her pussy tingled.

"Well, I'll tell you one thing," began Sam, thinking that there was no pointing in hiding things now, "We can't call him Chip, that's for sure, he's fucking huge!" and she spread her hands as if she was showing the size of the fish that escaped.

Max's mouth dropped open, then the two women stifled laughter as they didn't want the guys to hear them.

"And another thing, he fucking knows how to use it too, he's no immature virgin anyway, that's for sure,2 she confirmed.

Max's mouth dropped open again, "Fuck me, I hope I can get a piece of that before we get back home," she laughed.

Sam looked at her a bit puzzled, "Why not at home?"

What happens on camp, stays on camp," she explained, and this time Sam giggled.

Neither woman had done anything about getting dressed, they still stood there naked enjoying the heat of the fire.

Max looked over at Sam, the young assessor had a really fit body, and Max was happy to swing both ways. Would Sam do the same. she thought.

"All this talk of big cocks has got me a little turned on," admitted Max, hoping for a good response.

Sam smiled back, "I've been tingling all day, whenever I looked at him, thinking about it," responded Sam. It was an answer that gave Max some hope, so she took a step or two towards Sam.

"Tell me about it," asked Max, "I want all the details."

Sam gasped, this was getting highly charged, she was standing with another naked woman, her mind was thinking about Charlie fucking her but was also going back to her time with Amanda. She had really enjoyed that as well.

"Okay," whispered Sam, and she moved over to sit down on one of the towels that had been laid out round the fire. She silently hoped that Max would come and join her.

Max took the hint and sat down beside Sam, making sure there was a bit of a gap. For just now!

Sam took a deep breath, "I was in my tent when I heard someone being sick outside," she began, "I thought it might be Charlie and as a result of him getting cold when he fell in, so I went to see how he was. He was pretty sick and was shivering quite bad so I got him back into his tent and into his sleeping bag, then I climbed in so he could get some of my body heat."

Max had turned slightly so she could look at Sam a little easier, but that caused their legs to brush which caused Sam to pause for a second.

"I only meant to be there for a few minutes," continued Sam, "But I must have fallen asleep. When I awoke, we had turned over and Charlie was spooning behind me and had a hand feeling my breast and his cock poking though between the top of my legs. He felt so fucking big and was rubbing through my panties that I had an orgasm"

Sam gasped again as Max reached out to cup one of her breasts when she described Charlie doing it to her. Max's hand and fingers felt nice, and she gave Max a slight smile.

"When I had my orgasm Charlie got me on my back and between my legs. He's a lot stronger than you think," indicated Sam, trying to offer an excuse, "And next thing I know he's ripped my panties off and is sliding his cock into my pussy."

Max leaned forward and gave Sam a little peck on her cheek, then whispered in her ear, "You must have been really wet down there," she whispered, as she slid her other hand between Sam's legs and began to stroke her labia, "Just like you are now."

Sam groaned and eased herself back down onto the towel, and opened her legs, giving Max free access. Max was shocked, she hadn't expected it to be quite so easy, but she wasn't going to complain.

"He..... felt..... so big!" Sam gasped, as Max slid first one finger, then a second into her pussy, just as easily as Charlie had slid his cock in less than twenty-four hours earlier.

Max eased Sam back down onto the towels, following her down so that she lay half-on, half-off whilst still able slide her fingers in and out. Max leant up and kissed Sam hungrily on the mouth, her tongue pushing forcibly between her lips to tangle with Sam's tongue, the pair groaning as the kissed passionately.

Max continued to slide two fingers in and out, curling her fingers up a bit to stroke along the front wall of Sam's pussy, searching out her g-spot. As she did, she also altered the angle of her wrist a little so that she could rub the heel of her hand over Sam's clit. Max knew that Sam wouldn't last long whilst she did this and sure enough, less than thirty seconds later Sam's hips were twisting about as she tried to escape from Max's touch, and she wailed silently into Max's mouth.

Max eased down on her fingering a bit to allow Sam to recover, her kisses also becoming more tender, but she wasn't finished with the young paddler. Keeping her finger's buried in Sam's pussy Max began to scramble round until she could straddle Sam's face with her thighs then stretch out along Sam's body to bury her face between Sam's spread thighs. It was time for a little mutual appreciation.

Sam opened her eyes to find Max's pussy just a few inches above her face, her slightly parted labia glistening in the firelight, and shadows and light flickered across the flesh. She definitely looked good enough to eat.

Slowly, Sam wrapped her arms around Max's hips and have pulled her down onto her face as she also lifted her head a little to reduce the distance. She breathed in Max's scent, only to realise that it smelt salty from the seawater rather than the musky sweet smell she had expected. But that didn't stop her and sticking out her tongue she swept it along the length of Max's slit, pausing on her swollen clit to give it a few flicks.

Almost in unison Max had begun sliding her tongue across Sam's clit. She kept her fingers in Sam's pussy, still sliding them in and out and used her tongue to focus on Sam's clit. Within a couple of minutes, the two women were completely in tune, caressing and teasing each other, pushing each other towards their climax.

It is Sam who shudders to her orgasm first. She was already so turned on by the forwardness of Max, the potential of sex with another woman, and recounting what had happened with Charlie the previous night that Max has little difficulty in producing a second climax from Sam. As she thrashed around under the older woman, Sam was moaning with delight and this time Max couldn't silence her with her mouth.

And Sam's moans of delight drew a little bit of interest. Mo had needed a pee and had got out of his tent and as expected headed away from the tents to do his business. It was as he headed back to his tent that he heard Sam's passionate moans and decided to investigate. He noticed the fire still glowing and thought that strange, it should have died out by now, so he decided to investigate. Approaching from behind the tents he was largely hidden from view until he saw the two bodies intertwined near the fire.

Mo dropped down behind the nearest tent, unsure what he had just seen but aware that he didn't want to be observed. He moved a few yards so he could look round the side of the tent rather than pop his head over the top and it took him nearly a minute to actually work out what he could see.

Then it hit him like a tonne of bricks. Firstly, it was two naked bodies. Secondly, they were making out. And thirdly, it was Max and Sam, and that was the thing that shocked him the most! He wouldn't have been totally shocked if it turned out that a couple of the guys had homosexual tendencies, although they must have been hiding it pretty well. But he never thought it might be Max and Sam, although it was no weirder than a couple of the guys. And he'd never seen two women have sex together before!

He watched for nearly a minute before he suddenly realised, why was he just watching this when he could be recording it on his phone. Fear suddenly rushed through him that by the time he got his phone they might have finished, and he would have nothing to remember this by, or show the others. He knew he couldn't go and wake them all, they could never keep quiet and the two women, however engrossed in each other they might be, would have time to stop what they were doing.

But he had to at least try. Rapidly crawling back to his tent, that he shared with Amal, he grabbed his phone, then shook his friend awake, trying to cover Amal's mouth to prevent him shouting out.

"Amal," Mo whispered, as his friend groggily came too, "Wake up, come and see what I've found."

Amal was about to blast of a heap of expletive when Mo covered his mouth, "Sssssshhhhhh!" he whispered and Amal shut up.

Mo was out the tent in a flash and crawling back to where he had been watching. If Amal came great, if not, he'd just have to watch the video. Setting up his phone took seconds and he tried to find somewhere steady he could place it so his nervous hands didn't make it shake too much, especially as he wanted to zoom in as much as possible. There was definitely enough light which helped.

He had just got his phone set up when Amal appeared beside him on his hands and knees. Mo allowed Amal room to peek round the side of the tent so he could also see what Mo was watching, and Amal almost blurted out in shock but managed to cover his mouth and duck back behind the tent.

"Fuck, Mo, who is that?" Amal whispered, behind the tents.

"It's Max, and the Sam!" he whispered back, not taking his eyes off the two bodies.

Back beside the fire, with Sam having climaxed for a second time, Max was thinking it was time the young paddler repaid the compliment. Carefully, Max climbed off Sam's gasping body and moved so that she could then manoeuvre Sam's body between her own legs. Sam was more than willing and feeling that she needed a little more time to recover, what better way than to feast on the lovely sexy pussy of her new friend.

Using her fingers, Sam peeled apart Max's labia then began licking at the coated flesh, savouring the taste of the older woman now that more of her juices had leaked from her hole. Sam started by probing at her opening, forcing her tongue in as far as possible, then flicking it out, and repeating. Breaking this routine every twenty seconds of so to hoover Max's fleshy labia into her mouth and suck on them, the differing sensations were exquisite.

Max was quietly urging her younger plaything on, keeping her voice quiet, so as not to waken anyone else. She had one hand on Sam's head, holding it in place whilst her other hand played with her breasts, caressing and squeezing them whilst pinching her nipples as well.

Mo and Amal were in heaven, themselves gasping as they watched the two women pleasure each other. They were almost giddy with pleasure themselves. Mo, although watching intently, was also focused on his phone, ensuring that he had the best picture he could, but Amal couldn't tear his eyes away. Amal had a thing for lesbian porn, and it was one of the favourite things he looked up whilst browsing on his computer, and it see it in the flesh just ten yards or so in front of him was unbelievable.

Amal's cock certainly thought it was believable and was rampant in his boxers. Unable to just sit and watch anymore, he knelt up and fished his straining cock from his boxers, wrapping his hot and sweaty hand round it. He had to lean over a bit to see past the side of the tent but with his eyes back on the prize, his hand began seeking out another prize.

Mo wondered what Amal was going to do when he knelt up until he saw his friend extract his large cock and begin stroking it. Mo grinned and sighed with relief, he could now do the same. He hadn't wanted to be the first to do it but had been sitting there desperate for Amal to begin wanking, now he wouldn't feel such a pervert. Within seconds, Mo had his cock in his hand too and the two young men looked at each other and grinned, then their eyes were back on the two women.