I own a cabin in the Canadian Shield. To give you a brief geography lesson, the Canadian Shield constitutes the largest mass of exposed Precambrian rock on the face of Earth. The region, as a whole, is composed of ancient crystalline rocks, some of the most beautiful natural lakes in the world, and vast mixed forests.

My cabin is nestled only a short walk from a rock beach where I often go skinny dipping. Just below my deck I built an outdoor shower with a pine floor and equipped it with an enormous rainfall shower head. I never installed a curtain, for who wants to cut off that great view, even to shower.

I shower every day at the cabin because the lake water feels so good. One day last summer, I walked down to the shower, a huge towel around my neck, and just as I approached the shower pad I noticed a movement in the pine trees just down from the shower pad. The forest is rife with all kinds of animals, but the shape I saw appeared to be a woman with blonde hair.

The Meadow family has a cabin not far from mine. I have known the family for twenty years, and I was certain that the hair I glimpsed belonged to Jenna Meadows, their nineteen-year-old daughter. Jenna was an avid bird watcher and I had seen her many times, roaming the woods with compact binoculars dangling from her neck. Yes, Jenna was a bit quiet and nerdy, but she was also beautiful: tall and slender, with beautiful blue eyes and long blonde hair. Nature had endowed her with perky, fulsome breasts and what the young men would call a bubble butt.

My heart began to race as I stepped onto the shower pad, did Jenna happen by on one of her birding walks or did she arrive at her destination on purpose? Either way, she was no doubt concealed behind a tree, not thirty feet from where I stood and undoubtedly she had her binoculars with her.

My exhibitionist side came to the forefront. I smiled as my cock grew, instantly hard in my shorts.  If this hot young lady wanted a show, she was going to get one. From where she was standing, she had a perfect view of my cock peeking out of the leg hole of my shorts. I noticed that my nipples were very hard so I began playing with them through my polo shirt. The cock head was fully exposed when I took off my shirt and hung it up along with the towel, pretending to be totally unaware that I was being watched. I spit on my hand and ran my palm in circles over my bulbous cock head. I let out an audible grunt. I knew I was in business when I shut my eyes as I played with myself, yet let open a slit.  I saw the sun catch the lenses of the binoculars.

I made a show of reaching down my shorts, straightening my cock, then slowly pulled the front of my shorts down so the elastic waist pressed down on my cock until my rod virtually sprang into view.  I imagined her touching herself while getting a full-on, close view of my daddy-cock.  I turned on the rainfall shower and just put my head under. The water was still cold.  I threw my head back and forth, droplets landed on my torso and legs. My cock was nearly at full mast when I stepped under the shower, reaching for my bar of soap. I first drew the bar over my nipples flicking them with the hard edge of the bar. I used my other hand to wash my chest; the suds felt wonderful on my nipples, which I continued to play with as suds ran down my torso onto my erect cock.

The fact that Jenna was getting an up close-up view of my body made everything even more thrilling! I rubbed the bar on my left hand and let it snake down my belly and cradle my balls. I squatted and turned to give Jenna a side view.  I soaped up my buttocks and made a show of sinking two fingers deep into my anus. I groaned, louder this time, and continued to moan with each stroke into my ass.  I turned to face Jenna again. My cock was fully erect now. My hand was still covered in suds, so I slowly stroked my dick from the base to the head, circling the head with the soft part of the palm below my thumb.

The excitement of being watched by this sexy teen was getting to me. How long could I hold on? I stepped out of the shower stream and closer to where Jenna was standing. My eyelids half closed, I caught a glimpse of Jenna’s bare breast and thigh.  Good, she was undoubtedly touching herself. I got down in a squat again, and, while playing with my nipples, I began to take long slow strokes up and down my cock. My chest heaved, and my breath was heavy between moans. I increased the velocity of my strokes every two minutes or so. I opened my eyes, slightly, and saw Jenna half exposed under the lowest branches of the pine tree. She was also in a squat, legs spread, fingering herself while holding the binoculars in the other hand.

It was too much, I couldn’t hold on anymore.  I steadied myself with one hand on the shower deck and thrust my hips into the air with every stroke up and down my cock. My cock head throbbed and I knew that I was about to cum. I put one hand on the deck to steady myself then I stroked fast and hard

At the instant I was about to cum, I took my hand away and leaned back, both hands planted on the deck, as my cock bobbed up and down in the air. My cock erupted three times with rope after creamy rope of jizz landing on the shower deck. I grunted like a bear in heat with each ejaculation. Yet even over my groans, I could hear Jenna whimper with her own climax. I lay back on the deck and paid no attention to the sounds of her climax. I didn’t want her to think that I was even aware that she was there. Not yet at least.

That very night I had been invited to the Meadows, for a barbeque. I would confront the sexy blonde then and try to convince her that fucking me would be preferable to just watching me.