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My wetlook history--part 14
Story by Wamhunterx
Posted 12/3/17     425 views
A few weeks after our aqua sphere adventure hannah had planned us a weekend away camping near Lynmouth on exmoor. This was an area that she used to go and stay as a child and had some lovely scenery to walk through and a river she had paddled and played in as a child. Reading up in the wild swimming book we had found there were a few different pools further upstream in the river so part of the plan was to have a wander along the river exploring as many of these spots as possible. What hannah hadn't told me about was the campsite, we pulled into sunnylyn campsite in the van and I couldn't help but smile. Running right beside our camping pitch was a small river with series of small waterfalls and drops, it wasn't that deep but it was very pretty. We sat and relaxed that first night with a bbq by the river and a couple of ciders just taking it all in.
The following day we dressed comfortably in the clothes that we could wear in the river but still wear for the walk. Hannah was in her usual leggings but grey this time, an olive green vest top, her blue bra straps were visible but I didn't see her underwear, on her feet she had the same trainers she had worn in the river at tarr steps with a pair of white ankle socks underneath. I had a pair of navy blue hiking shorts, grey boxers and grey t shirt as well as an old pair of trainers.

The plan was to walk upstream scouting out the possible spots then pick a few on our walk back down for a paddle or swim. The path up the river Lynn crossed the river several times and we were able to spot a couple of potential spots as we headed up the valley. We stopped off at watersmeet for a cream tea before heading on to the main pool we had been looking for identified in our book as long pool.

When we found it, it lived upto it's name a long pool in the river between 2 reasonably high banks, we had to scramble down to get close enough. There was no way to gently wade into here you could step down into knee deep water and the next step the bottom had disappeared! hannah was keen to go first and stepped to the lower step then just lent forward swimming easily against the slow current with a relaxed breaststroke keeping her head out the water . As she swam back and stood up on the ledge I was quick to take a photo as the water streamed off her, she looked amazing. Her clothes had gone much darker and her vest top particularly was tight showing the outline of her bra and her nipples hardened by the cold water.
I was not so delicate about my entry and cannonballed into the river with a huge splash, I always have enjoyed that feeling as you go from dry to completely drenched in one go.

We stayed a little while at long pool enjoying each others wet clothes before we began the squelch back down to Lynmouth. We found a few other spots on the way back down but none were really deep enough to swim in so we would wade in and lie in the water. People smiled at us a young couple in love playing in the river but no one joined us.

We managed to find a secluded spot where the path rose up away from the river. Hidden from view by the trees and rocks we stripped to our underwear and left our clothes on some rocks to dry out a little before we got back to town. Hannahs blue bra, turned out to be a nice little sheer set that wouldn't have hidden anything even when dry with a matching thong. We waded around in the small pool in the river and hannah posed for me on one of the rocks in the middle.
The sight of hannah in those wet undies was making certain parts of me over come the cold water, hannah grinned as she noticed.
"you like?"
"oh yes" I replied as I reached and squeezed her bare buttocks pulling her against me into a passionate kiss. Her hands squeezed my but through my wet boxers pulling me even harder against her. Breaking from kiss she led me over to the blanket on the bank where after removing the wet underwear we warmed each other up. Before
Pulling on our slightly drier clothes but with our shoes still squelching we headed back to the campsite for a shower and to get ready for dinner.
Hannah had found us a nice little bistro for dinner a short walk from the campsite and we enjoyed a lovely meal. We had both dressed up a bit me in jeans and a checked short sleeve shirt and hannah in a denim knee length skirt and a light coloured blouse that just showed the hint of her light coloured bra. As we were eating we hadn't noticed it had clouded over a light drizzle had started, neither of us had coats but decided ad we were not far from the van we wouldn't get too wet, I am happy to say we were wrong.

Getting wet in the rain was a very different feeling as we got wet slowly but more top down than bottom up wading in. My shirt started to cling as did my jeans and I could feel it soaking into my boxers, hannahs shirt was starting to disappear too. As it got wet her bra was being more revealed, it was a white sheer set similar to the one she had on earlier and it was now doing very little to hide her breasts. "you were meant to see these as we got back to the van" she laughed. Her denim skirt was becoming quite difficult to walk in as it got wetter, luckily we were back to the van fairly quickly.

As we got back to the van I stopped hannah going inside the van, I reached in and turned the radio on, "it would be a wasted opportunity if we didn't dance in the rain" I said. She grinned and leaned into me and we slow danced as the rain came down. Feeling her wet body against mine in the rain felt so special, clearly hannah felt the same as our hands started to explore. "dancing isn't the only thing we should do in the rain" she murmured as she looked up into my eyes and kissed me. She reached for my shirt buttons and started undoing them and running her hands over my chest, my hands lowered and began to squeeze her but through the wet denim. She slipped my shirt off my shoulders as I found the button for her skirt and dropped it to the floor, her top and my jeans both followed and we sank to the grass in our underwear. It was just about light enough to still make everything out as we removed each others underwear and I lay hannah on her back before slowly sliding myself into her. We made love as the rain came down on us on the grass before climbing into the van to bed.
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Beholder1964:
12/3/17
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Nice story. A kind of tenderness; cute.
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