Summer In Canada

It was my first visit to Canada. That year I had dropped from school because of my swimming activities. Actually, I was away from my school participating at National Level at a very critical time in the school. My studies were affected and I was not really prepared for the eleventh-grade board examination. School had considered my contribution to sports at National Level and helped me to arrange my examination following year. That left me almost whole year free of attending the school, that?s how I was visiting my mother?s youngest cousin sister in Canada.Within just a few days after my arrival in Canada, my aunty had her relative in serious condition in Italy and had to leave to attend the situation. I was left alone at her place for that time. By then I had met Soumi, a Canada-born Indian girl, and we were very close friends. With the help of her friends, I had managed this part-time student?s job which was available only during the summer.I was working at the ice cream cone and cold drinks shack, which was temporarily located in the reserve park along the trekking route about four hundred feet from the dirt track which was a trail for the park visitors. The shack also sold other useful items like sunscreen, body oil, etc. The owner lady of the shack informed that she needed to be paid the exact cost of the product sold at the rate set by her for the week. While doing sales we were allowed to display the selling price matching with other shops in the area, and the additional earning would be ours as a bonus at the end of the day. So, though it was working at the minimum wages, the additional income was reasonably good.There were two girls working at the shack; Kristine, the daughter of the owner was working from six am to three pm and then I was working from three pm to midnight. Kristine used to open the shack in the morning and I was closing that at midnight. We both had a key for opening and closing of the shack. The shack did not have a power connection and was based on battery power, which was barely enough for the night securing system. I was told that doors if closed behind would be locked, therefore I had to leave the dispensing window open while working to avoid getting locked out. Though at the end of the shift I was supposed to close everything from inside and just while leaving after the shift had to close the door, which would be locked behind securely.There was another schoolboy, Martin, bringing supplies of cold drinks, ice cream cones, and ice blocks for cooling the freezer three times a day; the last supply used to be at eight pm. He also used to bring the charged battery for powering the security system.Tourists and many students were visiting the park every day. There were mostly school teens doing some camping activities or trekking and other similar activities. Some students even came for biking along those treacherous trails. My shack was located on the return trail. So the visitors were always in great need of something cold to drink or ice cream cones; hence, our sales were really good during late afternoon hours. More so after seeing the girl at the shack, boys were easily attracted to the shack and would strike some or other conversation, spending more time while returning; that would mean that much more sales. Park opening timings were from four am to midnight, though most visitors used to arrive after six am and would leave before eleven pm. However, people working at the shacks were allowed to leave even after midnight. This park location was about four miles from my aunt?s home. I used to walk down the distance to my workplace.Though it was the beginning of the summer, the summer heat was extreme. Many times I had seen boys returning bare on top and girls just wearing a sports bra and jogging shorts. Noticing those girls, I also started wearing quite similar clothes for the summertime. Also, I had seen many times Kristine wearing only a cotton top and short shorts. I felt that she was without bra and panties. So I decided to follow her and not to wear my panty or bra under my summer clothing.That day I started from home wearing a red-colored loose tank top and cropped short shorts; I also carried with me another top which could be worn similarly. Though, I had to be very careful while sitting isvecbahis or bending because the portion between the legs was a very thin strip that barely covered my pussy slit. After arriving that day, I checked myself and was shocked to see how exposed I was. Though I was feeling extremely hot and sexy; my pussy was dripping wet due to sexual excitement.After relieving Kristine, I checked the stock in the shack and started my work. The sun was very bright and hot so at one moment I oiled my entire body and applied a lot of sunscreen over it. From four pm, the visits of two to three customers every ten or fifteen minutes continued. I liked the attention I was receiving from the boys. Even a few girls complimented, noticing my perky nipples and wanted to know my contact. It was becoming very interesting. I even took some chances to bend and flash my barely covered pussy from behind. In one of the groups, after selling them a few items, I adopted a squatting position opposite them for drawing a sketch in the sand to explain a certain area of the park, giving them a clear view of my pussy. They could not extract their eyes from the view of my pussy.Martin arrived at seven-thirty pm bringing the additional stock of ice cream cones and cold drinks for the next day. He informed that he had kept one ice cooler full of ice near the dirt track just down the hill and it was okay to keep it outside for the night near the shack. It was my work to drag the ice cooler up to the shack at the time of closing. He was very kind to replace the battery and then left finally just after eight, leaving me alone to close the shack. I had to bring the ice cooler to the shack. Not a big deal, I thought. There was a small lake less than a kilometer distance up north. My mind was working with some naughty ideas about walking naked up to the lake and have some naked swimming. I was already late in closing the shack and it was just a few minutes after eleven-thirty pm. I presumed that almost everyone may have already gone out of the park and there was a very rare possibility of someone around there. It was a wonderful clear sky with a warm breeze coming over the small lake.Even though it was better than the hot afternoon my body was still very oily and I was feeling sweaty and sticky. I took out a water bottle cold from the cooler and stood outside the shack for a few moments. It felt still quite hot even though it was quite sometime after the sunset. And suddenly a thought appeared in my mind. Why not get completely naked, exposing my body to warm night air? I felt the goosebumps with the thought and sat on the step there for a little longer. Looking around me, I sensed that there was no one around this time. There was main dirt track just four hundred feet down the hill and I had not seen or heard anyone passing for the last hour. There is no one around. Why not try (naked in open here), my mind was wondering.I got back inside the shack, checked everything, closed the serving window, and secured the cash box. Then I pulled another frozen cold water bottle and some ice from the cooler for me. I removed my top and hesitated for a moment. I walked out of the shack bare-breasted and stood there looking everywhere; there was not a single movement anywhere. I walked around with my breasts out in the open, fresh air; it felt much better. Coming back inside the shack, I pulled down my short shorts; I folded my top and shorts and placed them on the counter. Now completely naked, I came out and stood outside at the back of the shack, fully exposing my naked body to the warm breeze. Sensing every moment, I was very aware of all around me. It was all dead silence all around outside except occasional flipping of some small bird or mild hot breeze. Still a little scared, I came back inside the shack and stood in silence.Standing at the back door, I once again stared out towards the exit of the park. I heard very faintly some noises from the far distance, maybe some cars or trucks driving on the main road in the late night. I checked again the window was secured well. Stepping outside and holding the door with my hand, I stood there outside looking in all directions. If anyone appeared suddenly, I could run back inside. But there was no one in sight. Suddenly I remembered isveçbahis giriş that I had to bring the ice cooler up to the shack. "It would be a good trial to walk naked up to the ice cooler and bring it to the shack," I told myself.I checked the key for locking the shack at the counter. Using the key, I turned the latch and clicked so that the door would not get locked behind me then turned the key and pulled it out from the lock and placed it suitably so I wouldn't forget about it while closing. Then I kept my cold water bottle down at the door so that it didn't get locked behind me and started walking slowly down the hill towards the place where Martin had kept the ice cooler. It was feeling really sexy and horny to walk naked towards the dirt road. I was getting warm down between my legs. Few steps more and I stopped to listen. Looking around again, it felt so risky standing there completely naked out in open. The ice cooler was still about a hundred steps away down the slope. But it felt so nice, I started carefully towards the cooler. I felt my pussy juices slowly dripping along my inner thighs.Standing close to the cooler I realized that I was standing at the edge of the dirt road. During the daytime, there would be many people walking here. I dared walking quite a distance on the dirt road, imagining many boys and girls around there. After a few minutes, I came back to the ice cooler and decided to take it up to the shack. There was only a short rope handle tied to the cooler for pulling; the cooler itself was placed on the small trolly, but pulling was not easy over the rough and uneven surface of the track. I looked all around again, sensing every slightest movement or traces of distant sound just to examine if there was anyone there looking at me. It looked all deadly silent and lifeless.*Without covering my naked body, I started dragging the heavy ice cooler. It was very heavy and barely moving. Pulling this way and that way, pushing sometimes or even lifting the corners, the progress was very slow. I hadn't even covered half the distance and I was full of sweat everywhere. Sweat tracks were trailing down all over my naked body; I felt sweat drip from my armpits and pussy; my breasts were fully covered with sweat beads; I was sweaty all over. I felt exhausted, walked slowly to the shack for little rest, and freshened with cold water. At the shack, I sat on the step at the back door. The cold water bottles were there; I sipped some water from the bottle and placed it on the step. Feeling fresh and energized, I returned to the heavy ice cooler to push it to the shack. Though all my body was profusely sweating, the light breeze was feeling really erotic. My inner thighs were wet with sweat and the sensitive feeling deep inside my pussy was gradually increasing. I started again dragging and pushing the heavy ice cooler. If I'd known that this ice cooler was so heavy, I would have told Martin to bring it up to the shack.*Another twenty minutes I struggled like anything to get the cooler to the shack and finally brought it to the front. I still had to push it to the back of the shack. By then I was feeling like I just came out of sweat shower. I was full of sweat everywhere. My armpits, breasts, head, pussy all were like pouring sweat from all pores of my body.Again sitting on the step at the back door of the shack, I gulped almost half a water bottle, applied ice to my forehead and face; it felt so soothing and cooling. The erotic feeling was at the edge and I could not resist applying ice on my nipples and pussy. It felt really arousing. I inserted an ice cube inside my pussy; it sent shock waves of pleasure through my body. I felt tingles as I felt the wetness in my pussy. I put my bottle down with my other hand and used it to rub circles around my left nipple. Then I felt a breeze come in cooling my sweaty body, making me shake and shiver a bit; it felt very nice.*I was still very warm and sweating. I picked up the bottle by my side which was filled with a mix of cold water and ice, then I poured it on the top of my head, getting my body wet. It was chilled water with lots of ice; it felt very cold. I shivered a bit, but it felt so good in the warm night air. I took an ice cube in each hand and rubbed isveçbahis yeni giriş one around my nipple and the other I plunged into my pussy; it was pleasant to feel coolness inside and outside. I did not want the good feeling to end. I held the ice cube inside my pussy tightly while I took the other ice cube and put it in my mouth and then rubbed my nipples again, which started getting harder. With my other hand, I grabbed the cube still inside me, which had begun to melt a bit, and as I pushed it back slowly I audibly gasped again. Oh gosh, it felt good! As I kept working on my nipples with one hand and ice cube, I once again placed the other ice cube inside me and started playing with my clit. My hand started moving faster and I started to let out pleasurable squeals, and finally, as I felt it coming I squeezed my left breast and clit hard as I bucked in waves of pleasure, inching the ice cube out of my pussy. I let it fall to the ground as I rubbed a bit more.Oh gosh, that felt really good! As I came back into reality, regaining my breath, I looked around and remembered where I was and placed an arm over my boobs instinctively as I looked around and listened for any noise. Still nobody around at this late-night though, and I lowered my arms and stood up slowly. I was still wet as I grabbed my bottle and placed it on the step. Walking back to the ice cooler in the front, I stared at it and started pushing and pulling. With some real hard pushes and pulls, I finally managed to bring the ice cooler at the back of the shack to its usual place by the door. For getting inside the shack, I pushed the door, but it did not open.*"What the fuck? How did it get locked!!"I tried again; it did not work; the door was really locked and the key was inside. I thought I had unlatched the lock before leaving for getting the ice cooler from the dirt track. I remembered I had kept the key on the countertop, but how do I open it now? Or did I take the key with me?! I was now uncertain. Maybe I took it with me and must have dropped it by the ice cooler before I started dragging it. I walked back down the hill to where the grass was still indented by where the cooler had sat and looked around; only water and what remained of melted ice cubes.*?Shit!! Did I put it in the cooler? or something?? I said uncertainly.I jogged up and opened the cooler; all I could see was ice, water. There I stood naked, wet and a bit cool in the moonlit summer night. "No, please, no!"I walked to the front of the shack and peeked around the corner to the street, still no sounds or lights coming by, so I ran around to the front. Looking at the dispensing window, I tried to push up the glass but it was no use; it wouldn't budge. I turned around sat on the steps in defeat for a moment, then seeing the road and car lights in the distance remembered where I was and quickly stood up and ran to the other side of the shack to hide.?Shit!! The back is locked and the window is too, neither of them is opening, and I don?t remember with certainty where I left the key?"I was locked out naked. I couldn't do anything; I was once again completely aware of how wet, naked, and aroused I was. I realized, "I can?t be sitting here outside naked all night? I have to get home somehow? But I am all naked."I looked around frantically for anything I could possibly cover myself with, but there was nothing. Nothing to use for covering my naked body. Even the moon was out now and I would be easily recognized as a naked young girl by anyone looking in my direction. I took a long breath and stood there for a few minutes. I was so helpless and still was feeling extremely aroused.I had been naked in public before, but that was all planned with some backup and escape. I had no intention of actually being placed in this type of real situation, yet there I was! I slowly approached the corner of my shack once again, peeked around the corner, and saw and heard nothing. As I was passing by the window of my shack, I was shocked as I saw myself and the way my body looked wet and shining from the application of body oil earlier and all the water. It somehow made me look even more naked the way I shined. ?Oh my gosh!?I was looking like a wild bitch in heat. I covered myself and I felt my face get warm out of embarrassment of what was to come. I couldn?t just stand there doing nothing; I needed to get moving. It was almost three miles of distance to go through to home and there were traffic lights and streets I would have to cross.