Cabin by the Lake
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After their boat hit something under water and Paige took a spill in the icy lake as they neared the cabin, Bull had rescued her. Then the unthinkable happened. His best friend – the one he’d secretly yearned for, but knew was out of his league – had kissed him. It was not a platonic kiss. It was a hungry, hard passionate kiss, or at least it quickly became that once their lips met.
It had stunned Bull. He had often dreamed of her as his lover, but was sure it was never going to happen. But she had kissed him, and even though they shivered from the cold water, the embrace was long, so delightfully long, before Bull pulled away.
Paige sat in her boss’ office, wondering if she was in trouble, trying tried hard to remember if she had done anything to piss her boss off lately.She tapped her foot impatiently on the floor while waiting. Finally her boss Sarah walked in, smiled at Paige and handed her a set of keys.“What’s this?” Paige asked, looking at her boss curiously.Sarah smirked, then said, “The keys to my cabin by the lake. You’ve been doing such a great job, I think you deserve a break. You can go in the morning....
Straight SexWe arrive mid morning on Saturday to start the weekend. Riding the bike to the lake house is always a good time. I can feel your hard nipples on my back from the cool morning air swirling around us as we ride. Your hands on my thigh, I can feel your nails through my jeans as you hold on around the corners. Once we’re there, and settled in, I start the grill for lunch while you work in the kitchen preparing a side dish or two. Sitting on the deck listening to the leaves rustle, and the small...
We arrive mid morning on Saturday to start the weekend. Riding the bike to the lake house is always a good time. I can feel your hard nipples on my back from the cool morning air swirling around us as we ride. Your hands on my thigh, I can feel your nails through my jeans as you hold on around the corners. Once we're there, and settled in, I start the grill for lunch while you work in the kitchen preparing a side dish or two. Sitting on the deck listening to the leaves rustle, and the small...
Straight SexPaige sat in her boss’ office, wondering if she was in trouble, trying tried hard to remember if she had done anything to piss her boss off lately.She tapped her foot impatiently on the floor while waiting. Finally her boss Sarah walked in, smiled at Paige and handed her a set of keys. “What’s this?” Paige asked, looking at her boss curiously. Sarah smirked, then said, “The keys to my cabin by the lake. You’ve been doing such a great job, I think you deserve a break. You can go in the morning....
Chapter nine—Incident at The High Lake It was August and the day was going to be another scorcher. Mark was planning to hike up to the lake located high in the hills east of town. The “Terrific Trio” was coming with him and they planned on a whole day of swimming and sunning in the remote wilderness area. It was about an hour’s drive and a three mile hike, but they were counting on much cooler temperatures and sunny skies. Mark had finished his breakfast and was packing food and drink...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's Note: This chapter is just plot bridge with no sex. Sorry. The tears streamed silently down Marcy's cheeks as the glossy black casket descended into the earth. While members of Karen's immediate family broke down in grief, Marcy maintained a stoic dignity. A stereo set up near the grave played a...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lake House My name is Dean and I am 18 years old. I have dirty blonde hair that reaches just over my ears. I have deep brown eyes that like to wonder from time to time. Last week my life changed for the better when I met my neighbour Lucy. If you read “A Dream of a Night” you will be caught up with the events that happened. “Dean Honey time to...
When she woke up, Aunt Marti seemed not to remember anything about the previous evening. She shook me awake, handed me the clothes I had worn the day before, and told me to get dressed so we could get on the road. My conscience had recovered nicely, thank you. I still felt embarrassed by what I had done the night before but the guilt was draining away as my cock got stiffer. Marti was once again wearing a cropped tank top and cut-offs. The weather was hot and sticky so both of us were...
“That was fun,” said Julia as she helped pull the aluminum fishing boat up onto shore. “I haven’t been in a motorboat since I was little. But they’re so noisy. Getting here in a canoe is slow, but it's peaceful.”Of the three girls I rescued from the lake the previous weekend, Julia appreciated being in the woods the most. She was also the most mature. It took all weekend for her to warm up, and then she surprised me by initiating a hungry lovemaking session at the edge of the water while her...
Group SexThe weather was languid, the lake was languid, and, most of all, they were languid. They drifted rather than sailed. It was so hot, the science girls had begged an egg from the kitchen and actually tried frying it on the stones. They were delighted; after half an hour (so a slow cooker, it’s true), the fried egg was ready. Marie, three keen girls, the girl whose dog had died, and Clive, that was the sum total of the sailors on this, the hottest day. They could have taken two or even three...
My very short vignette “OSL: Nick” is not required reading, but familiarity with it will enhance your experience reading this chapter. -- FRIDAY, DECEMBER 21, 2007 -- Almost lazily, I guided my super-macho, super-cool navy blue with beige interior Toyota Sienna XLE minivan (with Sport rims!) around the winding mountain roads. I let my gaze drift out to the rows upon rows of verdant redwoods that lined my path to either side of the two-lane road as far as the eye could see, their bases...
The anniversary of our entering our Master/submissive relationship was soon approaching, and I wanted to do something special for pet. It had been five wonderful years since we had her Collaring Ceremony, and I hadn't regretted a single moment of it. We had shared some wild adventures, and learned things about each other that I am certain without this D/s framework we never would have known. We had both grown and grown together, and I wanted to give her a special anniversary to show her how...
BDSMDISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's Note: Fair warning to those of you who only like the spicy stuff - this chapter is pretty much just a conversation between the main characters. There's no sex, per se, but there is a fair amount of breast play. “It was a mistake,” Marcy stated. “I should’ve known better.” She took a deep swig of her...
Introduction: Four weeks ago, beautiful college coed Marcy survived a disease outbreak that infected and subsequently killed her best friend, Karen. At the same time, Marcy became pregnant through a once-off sexual hook-up with Karens would-be boyfriend, Paul. At Karens funeral, Marcy somewhat reconciled with Paul, but she hasnt yet told him that she is pregnant. Chapter 4 – Carpe Diem It was a small town, without much of a night life. With nothing better to do, pretty much all the young adult...
The next morning I left the house two hours earlier than normal, my handbag packed with as many essentials as it could carry without arousing suspicion. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before as I slowly walked down the road to work hoping for opportunity to strike. Thankfully, before too long a red pickup pulled beside me and a young early, probably in his early twenties stopped to say hello. Naturally I accepted his unspoken invitation and got in the passenger seat, placing my...
A recording: "The number you are dialing is not in service." Katie slammed the telephone down in frustration. For the third time, she punched the telephone number that Meg had given to her, and she got the same result. FUCK! She couldn't believe it. Either Meg had mistakenly given her the wrong number for her cell phone, or she done it on purpose. No, she thought. Meg wouldn't do that to her. And she was right. In fact, Meg HAD made a mistake, and given her the wrong number. The week...
School was finally out for the summer and I should have been looking forward to a long vacation. Instead, I had allowed a good friend to talk me into going away with her to spend the majority of my summer vacation as a camp counselor at a camp for inner city kids. It isn't that I don't think it's a worthwhile cause. I do. I totally support the concept of getting those kids out of the city and out of a dangerous environment. And since I work as a substitute teacher I am accustomed to...
“There’s good wifi and okay reception at the cabin,” she’d told me, “but you can’t get there unless you know the way.” So here I was, driving alone in the middle of god knows where with a girl who was my student just a couple of weeks ago. Her and her four best friends had been together from first grade all the way through high school and now they had graduated with very different futures ahead of them. They had decided to kick off “the best summer ever” with a week long stay at Alexis’s...
“Sarah, you wouldn’t be cold if you had helped paddle,” I said as we lugged the canoe onto the shore. Sarah’s new girlfriend Kim had taken the bow seat at the start of the trip, while Sarah just lounged in the middle. The cabin up the hill sat postcard-perfect in the fading October light—framed by pines and evergreens, windows glowing warmly.Seeing smoke trickling from the chimney, I said, “Prisha has the woodstove going. It’ll be plenty warm in the cabin.”Kim clicked off several shots of the...
Group SexSeptember 1977 The next day was uneventful, well except for lunch. I told the gang that Jennifer and I needed to talk privately for a bit, but that we’d be back in a couple of minutes. We found some seats at the end of a table right by the wall with nobody close. I had a big grin on my face and said, “OK. I told you mine, you tell me yours.” She blushed. “Well, as soon as I hung up, I ran to my room. I laid on my bed and slipped my hand into my panties and the other one under my shirt. I...
With football over and debate tournaments still a few weekends away, Jim scheduled a weekend to go up to help Debbie get the big inboard out of the water and do some other things around her lake place to get it ready for winter. And, more importantly, Jim’s father had decided that it was time for them to have a second car. With three drivers in the house, one car just wasn’t cutting it. So, he picked up a ‘62 Pontiac Starchief convertible with low miles (only driven by a little old lady to...
Jessica woke up early Saturday morning, "It's time to go." She said as she entered her parents' bedroom. She yanked on Cade's arm. "Wake up daddy." Cade opened his eyes and looked at his six-year-old daughter. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that Saturday mornings were for sleeping in?" He grumbled. Jessica backed away sheepishly. He looked at her through half-open eyes and her pouty expression made him smile. "Come 'ere," he reached out and yanked her onto the bed, pulling her...
Blake was nervous. Four days had passed since he and Justin had jacked off together, and the boy hadn't been over to visit. He didn't know how the youth would react to what they had done, but his absence was a bad sign. Was he scared... embarrassed? Worse, had he told his mother? This wasn't good. He considered walking over to visit them, but thought better of it. He decided to do some web surfing to take his mind off Justin, and had just turned the computer on when he heard a soft knock...
Molly Ann Simmons looked out at the smooth waters of the lake. Everyone that knew her knew her as Ann; she hated the name Molly. She rarely told anyone that her first name was Molly. Even her checks said Ann Simmons. Her maiden name had been Tyler but she had kept her married name; more for convenience than out of love or respect for Ray. This was one of the few get-aways that she allowed herself. Her friends owned the condo on the lake and rented it out in the summer by the week and by the...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Marcy was patient. She had nowhere better to be, after all. Besides, sucking Paul's dick wasn't exactly an unpleasant use of her time. Marcy loved cock; simple as that. She loved having it push through her labia when it was all moist and open, loved feeling it pounding away inside her. But she also enjoyed playing with it...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the movies in the Cabin Fever franchise, nor any of the characters in it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Marcy cried out in terror as she sprang up from the cold, firm mattress. Her entire body was aquiver, her breath ragged as her eyes darted all around the rustic bedroom. She had just had the most awful nightmare. A mad dog had been chasing her through the woods. Before she was able to get to safety, it had pounced. The...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
The next morning the alarm clock woke both James and Molly. James was forced to roll out of bed immediately to turn off the dratted thing otherwise it would keep beeping at them for more than thirty minutes. Molly rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. James let her sleep as he went out, got himself some caffeine in the form of a Dr. Pepper and then headed to the garage for a morning cigarette. James sat in the garage and wondered how the day would go. He was sure Molly and Shawn were...
Even though I was tired the next day from our nocturnal adventures, we set out for the lake. I was driving my parents Dodge truck since we were going camping. We had the bed full of camping gear. We had only driven about a block from the house when Meg asked me to turn right on the next corner. I turned on the street she indicated and after driving for another two blocks, we came across Sydney standing in front of a house on the corner. "Stop," she ordered. When I pulled to the curb Meg,...
All good things must come to an end (why is that anyway?), and Jim’s summer vacation eventually gave way to that axiom. Susan and the twins headed home, and soon it was time to pack Jim’s stuff in the big Buick, get in one more good-bye fuck, and head back to civilization. For Jim this meant football practice, seeing his buddies, and, of course, school. Jim’s mother met the car as soon as it turned into the driveway, and she hugged Jim like a mother would who hadn’t seen her son in more than...
Kelly and I met on an adult dating site. We were two lonely people in loveless, sexless long term marriages.At the beginning of October of that year, I had to go on a road trip halfway across the country. Sometimes it’s less expensive to go pick up the items that I sell than it would be to have them shipped. On this trip, though, I knew that I’d be gone over a week and could not take Kelly with me. In fact, it looked like we wouldn’t be able to see each other for days before I left. As it turns...
True-- MONDAY, DECEMBER 24, 2007 -- I started second-guessing myself the second after DJ walked away. I turned to watch her go, watched her head down the hallway toward the bedrooms in the north wing. The fuck are you doing man? DJ just asked you to marry her! I am aware of that. And you fucking said ‘no’?!? Technically, I didn’t answer the question. Don’t you fucking try to dodge the issue you fucking fucked-up fucktard! Upset now, are you? You’d better fucking believe it! Nevermind that...
Finally, here are the next two exciting chapters in my on-going saga. I want to thank reviewer 'anon' for his comment on 9/23/10 for inspiring me to finally get these chapters finished. I'd been just short of half done with these chapters for the better part of a year but between lack of initiative and wondering if anyone even cared if I kept going I'd just sort of let it fall through the cracks. I apologize to any readers that thought I'd given up on this series and just want to point...
It was a small town, without much of a night life. With nothing better to do, pretty much all the young adult out-of-towners who attended the funeral arranged to meet that evening at a local restaurant, to have dinner together. Most of them were college friends of Karen's. Paul attended too, mainly at the urging of his parents, as most of the group were his friends as well. The lively atmosphere of the meal was a welcome change for everyone, having only hours earlier attended the...
I woke to the smell of sizzling bacon. Aunt Marti was making breakfast. I looked over to see her bare ass as she bent down to put the cooked strips into the oven to stay warm. Her cunt lips winked at me from between her gorgeous ass cheeks. "You've got a great looking ass, Aunt Marti." She turned around to look at me. I was disappointed to see that her breasts were concealed behind an old-fashioned apron. The disappointment must have shown on my face. Aunt Marti laughed. "I've learned...
The next day dawned bright and sunny with a promise of a hot afternoon – perfect for a day on the water. Jim drove the boat while first the twins and then Susan and Debbie took turns skiing behind the big wooden boat. They beached the Chris Craft on an island for an al fresco luncheon of cold chicken, potato salad, homemade dill pickles, and French bread, washing it down with ice cold lemonade. Then, more skiing, swimming, sun, and fun, until it was time to head back. Karen and Kerry had...
It was 7am. Her husband had gone to work, a real, not work from home job. Today was a day for her to meet an old friend who would soon be traveling south for the winter. They planned a short hike around Lake Haydon. She had her usual breakfast and was headed to the shower. Her shower was nothing out of the ordinary. Wash her hair, shave her legs and general grooming. It was nothing unusual for spending another day with a long time female friend. As she dried herself, she double checked the...
For as long as he lived, James Olsen would never forget the day that his world came crashing down. His life had been a fairy tale dream of romance and delight. Sarah Jane Hamilton was his one true love. He knew it in every fiber of his being. That she felt the same he considered axiomatic. He’d given up his sexual trysting with Janet and Marcy – he’d even stopped seeing Miss Hunt and his visits to the Lake House were far fewer and, more importantly, completely chaste. Dawn and Debbie saw...
That afternoon I went out to the lake to inspect the canoes. We didn’t let the kids out on the lake until the third week, when we had them under control, but I wanted to be ready. On the way to the lake I passed the gym, and peaked through the windows. All the girls were packed inside, some of them using free weights, and some of them doing pushups, all under the direction of Becky Finklestein, who strode about the gym in a powder blue shorts and t-shirt that clung to her monstrously muscular...
My uncle Dick was always nice to me, but he wasn’t always moral. His first wife took a temporary position out of town, and Dick started sleeping with another woman. Despite having two boys with his first wife, he left her when his girlfriend got pregnant. In my first life, he left his current wife in a few years, so that he could be a pimp for his new girlfriend. I know, I said he was always good to me. That doesn’t mean I didn’t notice that he treated the rest of the family like shit. I...
I cooked breakfast in the morning while Alice and Aunt Marti washed the dried cum and pussy juice off their bodies. After eating and doing dishes Aunt Marti parceled out chores for everyone. I got wood-chopping detail again while Alice and Aunt Marti got cabin-cleaning duty. I suspected more pussy cleaning than cabin cleaning would be taking place but did not protest too much. My balls still ached from the previous day. A nude and dusty Alice came to tell me it was time for lunch. Aunt Marti...
It all began one Halloween night.We were best friends in high school. We played on the volleyball team together. Madison was shorter than me, but she could dig out the spikes from other teams. I was good at the net and a good server.We ate lunch together almost every day. Did our homework at night together. We were inseparable. Some of the kids at school thought we were sisters and some thought we were lesbians.It was a small town, so everyone always knew everyone else's business, or at least...
SupernaturalI had just finished jerking off and I was lying here on my bed trying to piece together "What went wrong; why am I still a virgin at eighteen?" I am a pretty good looking dude if I do say so myself; 6'2" tall, dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, athletic build. I work on my body; lifting at the gym, running and biking. Why couldn't I have scored at least once during high school? High school is over now, I just graduated last week. My chance to score during those four influential years is...
I had just finished jerking off and I was lying here on my bed trying to piece together "What went wrong; why am I still a virgin at eighteen?" I am a pretty good looking dude if I do say so myself; 6'2" tall, dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, athletic build. I work on my body; lifting at the gym, running and biking. Why couldn't I have scored at least once during high school? High school is over now, I just graduated last week. My chance to score during those four influential years is...
At Morgan's words, I stiffened. There was something in the air, an indefinable change. I drew Twilight and held it lightly. 'Demons approach. I can feel them.' Twilight said into my mind I told Thomas to stay with Morgan as I activated Al. "I need a heads-up display. Show all unknown entities, visible or invisible." I directed him "You've got it, Boss. Two detected approaching fast ... Hey, there's something wrong with these — I can't see any connecting link with them," Al...
Lake II By Connie W (aka ponygirlTS) Chapter Eight A Few Days Later I have to admit that I am uncomfortable with Lake sleeping around. I think that she has had sex with everyone except Jerry (who she says she won't) and Martin (who she says avoids her like the plague). Martin was doing all right at avoiding her too, until she caught him in the shower. She had picked the bathroom door lock and snuck in. She had made a show of it as she walked through the living room and...
Lake Lady, by Armond "And there I saw mage Merlin... And near him stood the Lady of the Lake, Who knows a subtler magic than his own- Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful. She gave the King his huge cross-hilted sword, Whereby to drive the heathen out: a mist Of incense curled about her, and her face Wellnigh was hidden in the minster gloom..." -Idylls of the King, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson "And when I was fifteen yeere old, then was I...
I took of my headphones and closed the lid of my laptop, got up and grumbled my way to my bedroom door, my dick swaying freely in its flaccid state. As I stepped through the frame, I saw my sisters; Fern and Paige, walk out too, with our pug, Jeff, yapping at Paige’s legs. At 19 years old, my sister, Fern, was older than me by 13 months. She was about 5 foot 4 (164cm) with pale green eyes, golden hair that fell down to her pink nipples on her 34B cup breasts. She had long, slender legs with a...
The main characters, Evan & Jane are in the 21-22 age range, though it was never specified in the story. All Characters engaged in sexual activity are 18+ ********** Newfound Lake ***** JUNE ****** Evan made his way into the busy kitchen to grab another beer. His friend Zack had convinced him to come out to one last party before he went away for the summer. Evan wasn’t really sure why, as Zack ditched him within 15 minutes to talk to some girl he had been wanting to bang. It must have...
This work is copyrighted material. Anyone wishing to copy, archive, or re-post this story must contact the author for permission. House Across The Lake By Paul G. Jutras The wheezing gray camp bus, 'Camp Thundercrack' read the faded rust covered lettering, slowly bounced along the winding road. The bus was practically empty, since most of the parents had sent their kids to camp the week before. Pushing the blonde hair out of my face, I pulled out a detective novel from my...
Lake Gorndon was nestled high up in the forests of western Massachusetts, that forgotten place that wasn't quite Boston and wasn't quite upstate New York. Since the fall of 2002, it's been an empty valley with a thin river running through it--ever since the Water Company dissolved the hillside that kept it dammed up. Now, Lake Gorndon is just a little river, just another part of Dancing Beck Run, the long tributary system that waters most of Langdon County. They say the plan to drain the...
SupernaturalIt was perfect. Jim and Marge Harvey were always trying to get us up to use their summer cabin at Lake Jenny. I don’t know if they wanted us to buy it or what, but every spring they would encourage us to use it as much as we would like. We had been up there a couple years ago and had enjoyed it immensely, but we never took the time to repeat the visit. This year we had not heard from them, but I would not hesitate calling them as soon as we got home. “I’ve got an idea,” I said,...
House Across the Lake 3 by Paul G. Jutras A freshly painted bus roared over the old dirt road. The words "CAMP THUNDERCRACK" written across the side of the bus were almost hidden by the dust and gravel thrown up from the road as it journeyed through the woods with a fresh batch of camper kids inside. Pushing the blonde hair out of her face, Lesley and the other campers all sung "100 bottles of beer on the wall" as they clapped their hands together. A boy named Jason was eating a...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
The girls looked less miserable now they were warming up in front of the campfire. They still shivered, but was that from the hours they had spent in the lake, clinging to their swamped canoe? Or was it from the scare it had given them? I didn’t really care.I had hung their shorts, shirts and underwear to dry. I had not packed for guests, so the only clothing I had to offer the three of them were old t-shirts and beach towels.“Hey you,” I said to the short one with the red hair. “Sorry......
Outdoor3 weeks ago,toward the end of September we had 4 days in the 90's so I went to the lake,I had just ordered some white panites online that had a sheer look when wet and was really hoping to go into the lake. I saw a guy at this same lake wearing a white speedo swimsuit and could see his outline,so this got me started on looking for some white panties that could look like a swimsuit. When the panty came to the house,I immediately put them on and took some pix of them on me,they could fool most...
Full-time residents in lake resort towns can develop love-hate relationships with the tourists and seasonal residents who they rely on for their survival. The local economies in those areas are dependent on the whims of the real estate market and the vacation spending of those visiting the area. That is especially true for lake resorts in areas with harsh winters, where the summer seasons are short.Those typically small lake towns have rather noticeable class distinctions, with real estate...
TabooBuck's Big Boob Bed Time Stories....I work at a nice resort in Lake Tahoe. It was just beginning to snow as I was driving to work. I was on call for the weekend. I'm the snow rescue guy. If you get trapped outside in the snow. Ski off a cliff and need to be rescued. Have to much to drink and hit a tree. They call me to rescue you. I've been skiing most of my life. I normally just pack a few items in a pack back to take while skiing. The forecast was for about 4-6 inches. I'm pretty sure for the...