Ophelia

Orlando lay on his back with his hands behind his head feeling very relaxed and very satisfied. It had been a while since he'd had anything but his own hand around his dick and Ophelia's mouth had worked like magic. He watched Ophelia grab her razor and walk outside; he laid there for a second before he jumped up, pulled on his shorts and followed her out. It was pretty early and no one else was up yet. There was a light mist surrounding the campsite and lying over the water. He could see Ophelia taking off her clothes and walking into the water. "You know you are supposed to have a "swim buddy" when you go into the water." He said looking at her naked back.

"What are you Bloom? A peeping Tom?" She said with a smile over her shoulder.

"What happened to Lando?" He asked with a playful pout, but he did miss hearing her cal him Lando.

"I must have been in a good mood then. If you go get the soap and the toothpaste from the supply pack, I just might call you Lando again." She was flirting with him; and he practically tripped over his own feet to get to the supply pack.


When he got back she was out of the water and wearing her bikini.

"Damn it. You're dressed." He said. She just laughed and took the soap from him.

"Thanks Lando." She said as she sat next to the water and began to lather up her legs. Orlando stood there watching, he couldn't ever rember seeing a woman shave her legs before or if he had, it hadn't given him a hardon before. Ophelia lifted her gaze to him.

"Stop drooling Bloom and sit down." She said. Ophelia watched him sit down, she felt like drooling herself. He was wearing a pair of bright yellow swim trunks and he had lost the t-shirt he had worn last night. She looked away from him with a small smile on her face. She couldn't believe she had given him a blow job. Not that she was a virgin prude, she just wasn't the sort to give a guy she only knew a short while a hummer. But she just couldn't leave him laying there with a hard on after he had given her such an intense orgasm. Who would have thought Brooks and Bloom would hook up? She certainly hadn't. She had finished her legs and stood up to rinse them off.

"Thank God I had my bikini line waxed before I came here." She hadn't even realized she had said it outloud until she noticed Orlando taking a long look at her bikini area.

"Looks good to me." He said.

"Bloom, instead of oogling me, why don't you check to see if the clothes are dry?" She said as she began to shave her underarms. With her arm straight up in the air, he had a good view of her breasts. "Maybe you should just jump in the lake Bloom." She said with a laugh. She brushed her teeth and then walked back into the water. Orlando quickly got up and followed her in.

"I thought you would need help scrubbing you back." He offered standing close to her. Wordlessly she handed him the bar of soap, turned her back to him and moved her hair over her shoulder so it was out of the way. It was hard to scrub without a washcloth, but those were a luxery item, that neither had brought, so he just lathered up her back as well as he could. When he was done he splashed water onto her back to rinse it off. She turned around with a smile

"You next?" she whispered. He nodded and turned around. Ophelia stared at his back, he was tall so there was a lot of back to wash. Before she started she leaned in closed and kissed him between his shoulder blades. She could see all the muscles in his back and shoulders twich and goose bumps break out over his skin.

'So he liked that did he?' She took even longer washing his back, somewhere along the way it became a massage. She was kneading out the sore muscles from the hard work and laying on the hard ground. His head had dropped and he was quiet.

"Are you alright Lando? You haven't fallen asleep have you?"

"I'm not asleep. That just feels really good." He replied back to her. Unable to help herself she turned him around and began to wash his chest. She was enjoying that even more than him. Running her hands over his smooth chest, feeling his hard nipples as she brushed past them and running her hand down his flat stomach. She couldn't tear her eyes off her hand touching him all over. Until he put his hand under her chin and lifter her face up. He was leaning in to kiss her when they heard Danielle, Mary and Tiffany all gasp.

"Uhm sorry." One of them said. Ophelia smiled evilly and pulled Orlando's lips down to hers. She had planned for just a short kiss, but she should have known that Bloom never followed her plans. He pulled her close and slipped his tounge into her mouth. Running his hands down her bare back her grabbed her ass and pressed her up against his erection.

"Whats the hold up girls? Wow." A man's voice said. Pulling herself away from from Orlando's lips she looked over and saw Noah.

"Good morning Noah." She said with a wave. Noah just nodded. Then she kicked Orlando's legs out from under him while he was wobbely she pushed his head underwater. He came back up coughing and swearing

"Ophelia, I am going to drown you." He said reaching for her. She ducked out of his grasp and ran to the shore. Orlando was going to follow her but then her remembered that his dick was still hard, so he stayed in the water and finished washing off.


They were the gossip of the camp the rest of the day. It was hard to keep a secret in a tent; several times one of them would walk by a tent and hear comments. It didn't bother them but it was hard to have even the simplest conversations with each other, since someone was trying to hear what was being said. "Hey Brooks, why don't we go for a canoe ride?" Orlando suggested. He wanted to get her alone and do delicous things to her body. She agreed so they got into their canoe and began to paddle. She wouldn't let them go out of sight.

"Its not safe Bloom. We have to stay where they can see us. Just in case." He tried pouting but she seemed immune to his pout. So he turned around to face her and they started to talk. She was born in Toronto and had lived there all her life. He knew she was a hair stylist but was surprised to hear she also mountain biked, bungee jumped and wanted to jump out of a plane.

"Oh you should do it, Ophelia. It is fucking incredible."

"I want too but I have no one to go with, and I might chicken out if I go by myself." She told him.

"Why would you Chicken out?"

"I terrified of heights." She admitted through gritted teeth, she hated to admit to any weakness.

"Heights. But you jumped off that cliff 5 or 6 times?" He looked at her in amazement.

"Yeah I also almost crapped my pants. I was so scared. But I had to do it if you were. You had already beat me at the swim test. I am very competitive."

"Really? I never noticed that." He said full of sarcasm. "How'd you get that tattoo? He asked pointing to her abdomen.

"I have a thing for dragons. So I got this. I almost got Smaug. But I decided I wanted an all black tattoo."

"Smaug? From The Hobbit?" He asked her as he reached over and lightly rubbed the tattoo.

"Do you know anther dragon named Smaug?" She teased him.

"So you are a Tolkein fan? Did you see the movies?" He asked hoping she wouldn't say anything mean about his role.

"Did I see it? I only waited in line for the first showing at midnight." She said closing her eyes, enjoying the sunshine and Orlando's hand on her skin.

"So what did you think?" He asked moving his hand dangerously low.

"They are some of the best movies I have ever seen, and Peter Jackson is an incredible director. Oh and you weren't bad either." She said with a huge grin.

"Not bad huh? Coming from you, it probably means I was brilliant. So you knew who I was the first day?" His hand had somehow found its way to her inner thigh and was drawing invisible circles there.

"I didn't recognize you but when Reilly said your name I knew you were Legolas. I do have to say, you look better with brown hair and eyes. Its funny because I have watched the special features a million times. I should have recognized you. Cool bungee by the way." She said referring to the bungee jump he had made that made the bonus features of the DVD. He started to inch his hand up her thigh, slipping his hand under the strap on her hip when she heard Reilly whistle to get their attention. Sitting up she saw why he was calling them back.

"There's a storm coming." She said ;ooking up at the dark clouds moving in quickly.

They rowed quickly back to shore, secured the canoes and brought all the packs into the tents. Orlando's sleeping bag was dried and Ophelia's was almost there. Ophelia suggested bringing some dry wood into their tents so they would have some to make a fire with later. Each team gathered as much wood as they could and stored it in their tents. Ophelia grabbed a couple of packets of instant oatmeal and ducked into the tent just as the rain started. Orlando was already in there spreading out his sleeping bag. "What's with the oatmeal?" He asked.

"Its dinner." She said as she opened the package, poured some in her mouth and took a drink of water.

"That is just disgusting Brooks." He said to her.

"You'll do it when you get hungry. There isn't anything eles we can eat or cook." She said still eating the oatmeal.

"There is no way I am eating that." He said as he laid down and decided to take a nap. She finished up and laid down next to him with her head on his shoulder. She was still wearing her bikini and he didn't have a shirt on. He could feel her bare skin touching his. He was deciding how he was going to make his move when she closed her eyes and fell asleep within a few seconds. "How does she do that?" He wondered.

She woke up and looked around. It was still raining but it seemed darker. Orlando was still sleeping. He looked cute when he slept. He had grown a light beard, since they had been camping and it looked quite sexy to Ophelia. She reached out and gently rubbed his chin. She wanted him, why didn't they have any condoms? Because they aren't biodegradible. Thats why. She saw his deck of cards laying on a pile of clothes and picked it up. They hadn't been destroyed by the water. She opened them up and began to play solitare. Orlando woke up to the sound of cards shuffling. He saw Ophelia playing solitare. He reached up and ran his hand down her bare back. "Oh...that feels good." She sighed. He smiled and kept rubbing.

"You know I still owe you for the massage." He said quietly.

"Yes you do." She smiled over her shoulder at him.

"Well lie down and I will give you one." She did as she was told, resting her head on her folded arms. He knelt beside her and started massaging her shoulders and back. He undid her bikini so it wouldn't be in the way. Well at least thats what he told himself.

"Mmmm...don't stop Lando."

"You keep saying those words." He said.

'I do?" she asked.

"Yes. Usually in your sleep." He told her. She sat up forgetting that her top was undone.

"Oh no. What did I say?" He found it hard to understand what she had said because he was staring at her breasts. "Orlando? What did I say?" She said covering her breasts with her arms.

"Oh uhm you said a bunch of weird stuff, like ketchup pudding and Spongebob is sexy. But you did say "Lando" a couple of times. And even "That's good Lando." I tried not to listen but you were very distracting." He said still staring longingly at her folded arms. "Speaking of distracting..." he muttered and moved her arms out of the way. He had seen plenty of breasts, but it was still thrilling to see a new pair.

"Well, I wasn't dreaming about you Bloom. So I don't know why I would say something like that." She lied.

"Yeah right." He said as he laid her down and cupped one of her breasts in his hand. "Do you want me to stop?" He whispered into her ear.

"No." She said against his neck. He squeezed the nipple and took the other breast into his mouth, gently biting and licking it. Ophelia moaned loudly.

"Sshhh." Orlando said with a quiet laugh.

"I can't help it." She laughed too. "I bet they are all dying to know what we are doing in here.

"I'm dying to know what we are gonna do in here." He said against her breast. He was just about to move his hand inside her bikini when Joe called out to them.

"Brooks, Bloom rains over. Come out for dinner and bring your wood." Orlando groaned and rolled over onto his back. Ophelia sat up and started to put on a t-shirt.

"Uhm Lando? I don't think he meant that kind of wood." She said laughing as she pointed to his obvious erection. Still laughing she left him in the tent to cool off.