Summer Discoveries No 6 Lake House Dream
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Needless to say, the Canada Day party exceeded expectations, with reality having been even more exciting than Steph’s dream. As you can probably imagine, Jack and Steph’s sex life was rather charged up in the following weeks. But, of course, as happens with summer, Jack and Steph got very busy over the next month with picnics and festivals and the kids’ events and family vacations and concerts and parties and on and on and on, all of which are very fun, but cumulatively exhausting.
So it came as a welcome relief when, at the end of July, while the kids were to be spending the weekend with Steph’s parents, Amy called and invited Jack and Steph to Phil's lake house for the weekend. It sounded wonderful to get away and relax for a weekend with no obligations other than to enjoy themselves. Not to mention that the prospect of spending a weekend with Steph’s best friend and her — let's be honest, pretty hot — new boyfriend was more than a little titillating. Jack and Steph had barely had any opportunities for alone time together in the couple weeks before they got the invite. So the invite itself somewhat reawakened the growing sexuality Steph had begun to discover earlier in the summer.
After Amy called Steph early Thursday afternoon to invite them down to the lake for the weekend, and Steph called Jack at work to relay the invite and confirm Jack and Steph’s availability, Steph had a moment to relax in bed with a book for a few minutes. As she relaxed, her mind wandered. In anticipation of the weekend, Steph thought of when they had stumbled upon Amy and Phil on their way home from Creekside; of when Amy pulled out Phil’s delicious cock and the way it sprung forward; of Steph’s shock at how big he was; of how Amy had ravenously sucked him; of how he had bent her over and thrust so powerfully and hungrily into her; and of how Jack and Steph reacted to them, Jack fucking Steph as Phil had fucked Amy. Steph’s mind wandered to the party a week later, when Amy and Phil revealed that the security camera had recorded her and Jack. And then it wandered to all four of them on the deck, fucking, of Phil's eyes upon Steph’s breasts as Steph lifted them toward him, of the way he looked at Steph with hungry desire, and how that launched Steph along a pleasurable arc leading to an intense orgasm moments after watching Phil's cock erupt onto Amy's chest.
Steph snuck into the secret drawer where she hid the unmentionable "toys" Jack insisted upon buying her, took one out, and crawled back into bed, pulling off her shorts and panties and closing her eyes as her mind continued to wander, filled with images and sounds. The vibrations of the toy cock spread across Steph as the images floated through her mind.
The most lasting image Steph recalled was the intensity of Phil's gaze as he had glanced at Steph across the deck, his cock in his hand, sliding his fingers down over it and watching Steph lift her breasts to him just before he thrust into Amy, and Jack thrust into her. That moment was seared into Steph’s mind. An intense current had extended between her and Phil.
With those images in mind, Steph’s hips began to move against the vibrating cock, and her breathing changed. She closed her eyes, imagined the vibrator as Phil’s cock, and began slowly and then more intensely thrusting it inside herself. She rolled to her belly so that she could grind against the rabbit ears and imagined Phil taking her powerfully from behind. It made her feel so wanton, and she was surprised how much it turned her on. As she imagined Phil pounding deep inside her, her legs straightened out and came together as her orgasm approached. Her body shuddered, and she gasped as, in her mind, Phil exploded inside her. Her body felt warm, light and relaxed upon the sheets. She wondered what Jack would say if he had walked in? Or had walked in moments ago? She knew the answer. He’d love it, perv that he was.
After soaking up the relaxation a few moments longer, Steph took the dog for a nice, long walk, started to organize her things, and looked forward to the weekend ahead.
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Jack took off work early on Friday, and he and Steph left for the hour-long drive shortly after two o'clock, due to arrive between three and three-thirty.
They listened to Barenaked Ladies and, after they exited the highway, rolled down the windows and enjoyed a nice breeze as they followed the winding roads leading to Phil's lake house.
When they arrived, it appeared modest from the outside, but was well-decorated and laid out within. Phil and Amy greeted them, barefoot and relaxed, Amy in a summer sundress, and Phil in linen shorts and a button down summer shirt that showed off his physique. After hugs and greetings, Phil and Amy showed them around the house.
Beyond the entry was an open kitchen leading to a living-room/den, with a guest bedroom off the den. The master bedroom was upstairs, above the den. There was a small deck from the master bedroom and a large deck on the main level — the gem of the property — with a pool, reclining chairs, and a railing surrounding the deck. A path led from the deck down to the lake, where Phil had a dock with a swimming platform and ladder. Woods surrounded the house on either side, and the nearest neighbors may as well have been worlds away. Quite a relaxing oasis. Steph now understood why Amy told Steph they'd spent most weekends this summer at the lake.
After they had toured the house and had a few moments to unpack and relax, Phil suggested they head to one of the nearby wineries for a drink. Jack wore shorts and a t-shirt, and Steph had a summer dress like Amy's and the same wedge heels she'd worn for the Canada Day party. Before they exited the bedroom after changing, Jack lifted Steph’s dress to her hips and pulled her panties down past her thighs to her feet. Steph just looked at him, mildly skeptical, but also a little amused. It had been fun last time, after all, and Jack had been asking Steph to go pantiless again. Steph was pretty sure Amy was doing the same, so what the Hell. It did feel sexy, after all.
They climbed into the back seat of Phil's convertible, and the breeze felt wonderful as they wound a few miles away to a winery with a gorgeous deck overlooking the lake below. The late afternoon drifted by in easy conversation as they talked, laughed, and had a few glasses of wine. Wine-buzzed Steph made an appearance, relaxed, talkative, happy and fun. Steph wondered if anything like what had happened the previous times they were together would recur. Given the past, it seemed likely, but, of course, not certain.
After such a nice time at the winery, Phil announced that he had salmon to grill back at the house, which sounded good to Steph. She was also a little relieved to know now when and where her next meal was — something that always made her feel better! They returned to the car and headed home. Steph couldn't help but notice Phil's hand on Amy's thigh, crawling slowly higher as they drove home.
When they got back to the house, they went out to the deck, where Phil started the grill, and Jack broke out a growler of his beer to share with Phil. Amy took a half glass and Steph declined for now, needing a break until she had some food.
Amy suggested they take a dip in the pool, which sounded wonderful, and would be refreshing after the glasses of wine. Steph turned to the house to get her bathing suit and Amy, pulling her dress over her head, said, "Where are you going?"
And there she stood, stark naked, on the deck. Steph shouldn't have been surprised, given the couples’ more recent "familiarity," but Steph was, nonetheless, surprised. She couldn’t imagine getting to a point where somebody stripping in front of her was not surprising!
"Come on, Steph," she said, "it feels great." And, as Steph had recently learned, it was certainly exciting and refreshing to be naked outside. Amy jumped in, and called again, "Come on!"
Steph realized that part of her wanted to do it. She looked at Phil and Jack by the grill. Phil was watching, and glanced away before glancing back. Jack was smiling, and nodded. Steph rolled her eyes, caught herself thinking what the hell, once again with this crew, and wondered who this woman was that was sliding out of her dress, standing naked in the late afternoon air. But it did feel good. Exhilarating. The air was warm, but not hot. It felt good. Her nipples reacted.
"Is it cold?" Steph asked.
"Not at all," Amy replied. "We turned the heat on before we left for the winery."
That sounded better. Steph wasn’t one to jump in, so she stepped onto the top step. It wasn't cold. It felt good. She looked back over her shoulder. Jack and Phil were watching. An inadvertent glance at Phil's shorts was revealing. Steph had wondered, even in relatively non-sexual thoughts, how he concealed something of that size in clothing. Apparently any stimulation betrayed him. It was exciting seeing the bulge and knowing what lay beneath.
Steph walked into the pool, step by step, and the water flowed over her naked skin. It was invigorating and refreshing. Amy and Steph stood by the side of the pool talking, and the scent from the seasoned, grilling meat floated over the pool. It smelled good. Steph was hungry, and looking forward to a good meal.
Jack went into the house, and came back out, setting the table with plateware and silverware. Either he or Phil had prepared green beans, and Jack brought out a salad and a bottle of Pinot Grigio he had bought at the winery. Phil took the salmon off the grill, covered it on a plate, and said it needed to rest for five minutes. He walked over to the pool, unbuttoned his shirt, and said, "Think I'll join you for a quick dip before we eat."
He pulled one of the chairs to the edge of the pool, then disappeared inside for a moment. He came back out with four large, fluffy towels and four robes, which he placed on the chair he'd pulled next to the pool. Steph kept talking to Amy, but couldn't help glancing over as Phil unfastened his shorts and stepped out of them. His dick bounced free, not hard, but not soft, either. He was half aroused. He caught Steph’s eye, glanced down at himself, and joked, "Your fault."
Although shyness would usually have compelled her not to respond, the wine emboldened her to ask, "My fault? And why is that?"
"Yes, your fault," Phil replied, as he leaned on the railing, stepping out of his shorts, his half-hard cock dangling forward. “Because you turn me on,” he added. “You know that.”
At first, Steph just stared back, unsure what to say, if anything. She realized she did know that she turned Phil on. She didn’t understand it, but she knew it. And that somehow emboldened her to say, “Likewise. My reaction just isn’t that visibly obvious.” She was astonished with herself, but felt empowered. She purposely turned her attention away from him after flashing an impish smile, and returned to her conversation with Amy. Phil jumped into the deep end, and Jack followed suit moments later.
Jack, also at least half-aroused, seemed to be enjoying himself, too. After diving in, he swam over to Steph and moved behind her, putting his hands on Steph’s waist as Amy and Steph finished their conversation. The head — and then the shaft — of his dick brushed against Steph’s butt. Steph thought he probably could have easily slid right into her at that moment. She might not have resisted.
Phil, too, had moved behind Amy, and they all stood there, in the water, for a moment. It felt perfectly normal before it occurred to Steph that inches separated all of their naked bodies, which wasn't quite so normal. But neither was it uncomfortable.
After the moment lingered, somewhat peacefully, but with an undercurrent of electricity, Phil climbed out of the pool, holding Amy's hand and leading her behind him. They toweled off, tied robes around themselves, and left the remaining two for Jack and Steph. Jack turned Steph around to face him and kissed her. Her breasts were to his chest, and Jack’s dick lingered between Steph’s legs, against her thigh, nearly hard. And then Jack took Steph’s hand and led her out of the pool. The towels were big and soft, and the robe thin but warm on Steph’s body. It was kind of funny seeing the boys' dicks poking against and out of their robes. Finally, they all sat down and began eating. Relaxation set in as they enjoyed a good meal.
Phil sat at Steph’s left, Jack at Steph’s right, Amy across from Steph. The salmon was cooked just right, tender and delicious. The Pinot Grigio was a perfect complement, leaving intact the flavor of the salmon. The salad was good, the conversation was easy, and, as the sky darkened and the full moon rose, you could hear crickets chirping during pauses in the conversation. A beautiful day turned into a beautiful evening.
At one point, Steph’s foot brushed against Phil's beneath the table, and Steph felt herself blushing, realizing that they were nearly naked, covered solely in robes, and touching. But it also felt silly to think anything of it, because it was an inadvertent contact that happens when you sit around a table at dinner.
After dinner, they all sat and enjoyed the evening. The crickets. The lapping sounds of the water against the lakeshore. Jack and Phil cleared the table, and cleaned up in the kitchen, allowing Amy and Steph to relax and have another glass of wine.
"So what do you think of the lake house?" Amy asked at one point.
"It's amazing," Steph replied. "I'd be here every weekend if I were you."
"We'd love to have you more often," she replied. "Maybe you can make it down again this summer."
"I don't know if we can find time, but if we can, that would be great."
"And do you still approve of Phil?" she asked. "We've been together for four months now."
"He's smart and funny and seems to make you happy," Steph replied. "I like him. We both do. We approve."
"And he has a big dick," Amy joked.
Steph paused, undecided whether to reply, before adding, "I've never seen one that big."
"It feels amazing," Amy replied. If this weren't Steph’s best friend, she’d have been totally uncomfortable, instead of mildly uncomfortable. "Even just in my hand. Just how thick and hard and warm it feels when he's ready."
"I would imagine so," Steph casually replied.
"Do you?" she asked, teasingly but pointedly. "Imagine so?"
Steph ignored her. And then she figured she’d tease back. “Actually,” she answered, “yes, I do. In fact, I imagined Phil fucking me when I used my vibrator just yesterday.”
Amy’s eyes got big. “Steph!” she exclaimed. “I can’t believe you admitted that! And I don’t know why, but that is really, really hot to me.”
Phil came out onto the deck and said that Jack insisted on finishing up in the kitchen, since Phil had done the cooking.
Amy looked over her shoulder and said, "We were just talking about you," as he walked up beside her.
"Is that so?" he asked.
"No," Amy replied, sliding her fingers into his robe. "Not you," she said, looking up at his face. "You," she added, pulling Phil's dick out of the robe and looking down at it. She looked at Steph and winked.
She slipped her fingertips under his balls and grazed her nails across them before sliding her fingers around the base of his shaft and slowly drawing them up his length to the head. His cock quickly thickened to half-mast, as it had been when he had climbed into the pool. Amy fingers wrapped around and stroked downward, his cock swelling further as he closed his eyes, apparently enjoying the sensation. He looked down at her. And then at Steph.
Once again, Steph was paralyzed. She wasn’t even sure if she could remember to breathe. Of course, she was turned on. And yet again, she was unsure what to do. So she sat.
Amy's hand slowly, rhythmically, and methodically pumped up and down over Phil's cock, until it was rock hard, glistening, and upright in the moonlight.
"Do you like looking at his cock?" Amy asked. "I know I do."
"Yes," Steph answered, honestly. "I do."
There was just something so arousing about the swollen, virile insistence of his full, upright, hard cock.
"Move over to Phil's seat," she said, and Steph did, with Phil now standing right next to her.
Amy turned Phil toward Steph, so that Amy was reaching around him, stroking his cock from behind, his glistening head pointed at Steph, inches away.
Steph glanced inside, and Jack was finishing up at the sink, with his back turned.
Amy slid her chair back and stood behind Phil. She pulled his robe off his shoulders so that it fell off of him, and unfastened the belt of her robe. She lowered her hands behind her and to the sides so that her robe, too, fell off her body at her feet.
"Oh Ste-eph," Amy lilted. "Someone's not nay-kid," she added, and looked mischievously around Phil's body at me.
Steph looked back inside, and Jack had turned, his eyes widened, as he saw Amy and Phil from behind, Steph’s chair turned toward them with her hand on the belt of her robe. Steph thought she saw Jack nod, and she wondered what she was doing as she unfastened the belt, and her robe fell off, exposing her breasts with one flap covering her pussy.
"So hot," Phil said bluntly to Steph, looking at her. His cock pressed forward in Amy's hand, toward her. Steph was so turned on. It felt like a natural reaction to reach out and slide her fingers around him, from so close. But she hesitated. Phil looked down at the part of the robe that still covered Steph and asked with his eyes for her to open it. Steph paused, and then did, and her knees came together at first before slowly parting. Phil’s hips pressed forward, Amy's hand stretching his cock, which strained toward Steph.
Jack was in the doorway, discarding his robe and, for a moment, just watching, hand on his cock.
Then Jack walked over and stood to Steph’s left, Phil in front of her, and Amy behind Phil, her left hand around his left side, wrapped around his steely cock. Steph reached with her left hand for Jack's cock and slid her fingers around it, holding it for a moment, before slowly stroking him as she watched Amy stroke Phil synchronously. So hot and hard. Both of them.
"Grab my wrist, Steph," Amy said, sensing Steph’s hesitation. Steph looked at Amy, a bit confused at what she was getting at, but reached with her right hand to Amy’s wrist. As Amy pumped Phil's cock, Steph’s hand moving along with Amy’s wrist, she watched the skin of Phil’s cock stretch tight with the stroking. “Go on,” Amy said, encouraging Steph to take over the stroking. Steph paused a moment before she began pushing Amy’s hand forward and back. Steph may have been using Amy’s hand to do it, but, however you put it, she was stroking Phil’s cock. This was tremendously erotic.
Jack reached down and cupped Steph’s breast, his thumb and forefinger finding Steph’s taut nipple. Steph pulled Amy's wrist back, thereby drawing her hand back up the length of Phil's cock. Steph then pressed her wrist quickly again, and pulled it back, watching the skin of Phil's cock as Amy's fingers stroked it up and down. Steph’s left hand moved along with her right so that she was stroking Jack's cock at the same rate as Phil's. Both men exhaled in pleasure.
Jack tugged Steph’s nipple, pulling it outward. Steph stroked faster at both cocks, watching the tip of Phil's extend closer and closer with each pump and thrust. Steph pressed Amy's wrist sharply forward, down-stroking on Phil's cock before slowly drawing her wrist back upward.
"Feels so good," he said, looking desirously at Steph.
She pushed back and forth several times, stroking him, watching his pulsing, solid dick straining right before her eyes. As his hips pressed forward, the head of his cock nearly grazed Steph’s cheek. That's how "right there" he was. It was. His delicious cock. If Steph extended her tongue she could have licked him when he thrust forward, just past her mouth. His eyes may have been pleading for her to do so. And a large part of her wanted to, desperately.
Jack, watching, pried Steph’s fingers off his cock, gasping, "Too close. Stop for a minute."
Steph hand on Amy's wrist continued with long, slow — and then rapid — strokes at Phil's big cock. Steph watched him draw back and then push to her---at her. A bead of precum formed on the tip, and Amy's fingers spread it over and down him as Steph guided her hand down again.
They were all poised on the edge, punch drunk with lust.
Steph released Amy's wrist, and Phil sat down, his chair having turned beside Steph’s. Steph watched as Amy moved to her knees in front of Phil and immediately took him into her mouth. Steph had a perfect view. Amy was clearly as aroused as Steph, her lips and tongue moving over Phil’s throbbing heat, licking down to his balls and back and taking his head between her lips. Steph wanted to do it herself. She was so close to just letting go and doing it, but was paralyzed to act. Her whole body was on fire, and her mind along with it.
Jack knelt beside Amy, slipped his fingers beneath Steph’s buttocks and moved his mouth to Steph’s swollen labia. His tongue darted between Steph’s lips and found Steph’s throbbing clit, tracing quick strokes against and across it, changing directions and pressure. Steph watched Amy's mouth assault Phil's enormous cock as Jack's tongue slipped back down between Steph’s lips and pressed into me.
"Mmmm," Steph moaned.
Jack's hands cupped Steph’s buttocks and pulled Steph to his face as his tongue darted up and down between Steph’s lips, painting lines of pleasure over and around them. His mouth closed over her clit and the tip of his tongue caressed and stroked as he pressed and suckled with his mouth. Steph’s hips were responding, moving against Jack’s face.
Steph’s hands reached to grip the arm of the chair and nearly touched Phil's moving cock. She watched Phil’s cock as Amy's mouth traveled along it and Jack's tongue feverishly stroked, caressed, and penetrated Steph. Steph could have grabbed the base of Phil’s shaft and held him in place as Amy’s lips sucked the head, and she almost did so before resisting once more.
"Ohhh......," Steph gasped, holding Jack's head with her palm and grinding herself against his mouth. "Jack! Oh Jack!" Steph had nearly gasped Phil's name.
Jack looked up at Steph as she gasped and moaned and watched Phil's cock filling Amy's mouth.
Amy came up off her knees, and Phil stood. Amy knelt in the chair, her ass pointing out, and Phil moved behind her, gripping her hips, his cock poised above and behind her.
"Do you want it?" Jack asked me.
"Oh yes," Steph answered.
"That big cock?" he followed.
"Yes!" Steph answered.
Jack stood and moved between Steph’s legs, as Steph lay back in the chair, wrapping her legs around him to pull the head of his dick to her.
The head of Jack's nice, hard cock rested against her. When Phil's hips moved forward, driving his big dick into Amy, Jack thrust in unison, filling Steph quickly. Steph’s back arched and her heels pressed against the backs of Jack’s legs. Jack slowly pulled out of Steph and paused a beat before driving back in. Steph closed her eyes and exhaled with the deep thrust, and they fell into a steady rhythm, moans echoing one another, bodies in fluid motion.
I could hear Amy: "Oh Phil... Fuck Steph. That's it... Right there. Fuck Steph with that big dick. Oh god... That's so fucking good."
Her breasts swayed and her buttocks rippled from the impact of his hips as he thrust, deep and hard, filling her so hungrily and so completely.
I echoed her. "Fuck Steph. Harder... Deeper. Yes, like that."
Jack pulled out of Steph and guided her onto her knees on the chair, matching Amy's pose. Phil's hips fired rapidly back and forth, driving Amy delirious with pleasure.
Jack swiveled the chair Steph was kneeling on so that they were perpendicular to Phil and Amy, facing them.
"Like that?" Jack asked as he guided his cock to her.
"Yes. Like that. Fuck me like Phil," Steph said, and Phil looked over again at me, with eye contact.
"Like this?" Phil asked, and he plunged into Amy, making her breasts sway, and then paused. "Is this how you want to be fucked?" he asked.
"Yes!" Steph answered. "Like that." We held eye contact. "Exactly like that."
"Fuck me," Steph added, watching Phil as she said it.
Jack thrust into Steph and she closed her eyes. His hands reached under and cupped Steph’s breasts. Her nipples grazed his palms, sending sparks with each hard thrust, making Steph’s breasts sway and drag as he drove all the way in. His hand crawled down Steph’s belly between her legs, and his fingertip touched Steph’s throbbing clit as his cock thrust repeatedly.
"Yes. Yes, yes. Fuck me, Fuck me with that hard cock," Steph gasped and spouted.
"You feel so fucking good. You're hot. So hot," Jack told her, and Steph knew he meant it.
"Yes. She is!" Steph heard Phil say, as Steph opened her eyes, broken out of her reverie, absorbing sensations.
Phil watched Steph. She watched him. "So fucking hot," he said. He pulled his cock out of Amy and stroked it as he held eye contact with her.
Steph pulled off Jack and had him sit. She climbed over him, watching Phil over the back of the seat as Steph guided her pussy to the head of Jack's rock hard cock.
Phil guided Amy out of the seat. He sat back and pulled her over him just as Steph was poised over Jack. He held his cock up to Amy, watching Steph with his big hard dick in his hand as Amy's pussy moved to his head.
Steph sunk down over Jack and closed her eyes, folding herself around his heat, and dragging her breasts — as he sat upright — across his mouth. Steph opened her eyes to see Amy follow, sinking down over Phil.
Steph rose and lowered, changing the motion of her hips and the friction of her clit against Jack's stomach. Jack pulled Steph’s breasts together and drew both nipples into his mouth. She moaned loud and long.
"Yes," Jack gasped through clenched teeth. "Fuck me. Ride my cock." And Steph did.
Phil swiveled his chair sideways and Steph saw in profile as his cock rose upright and Amy descended over him.
He put his fingers in her hair and tugged, arching her into him, opening her breasts to his mouth.
"Fuck me," he told her. "Fuck me... like Steph," he added.
"Mmmmm...." she said, putting her forehead to his. "Oh yeah? You want Steph to fuck you like me?"
"Yes."
Steph rocked her hips into Jack, swallowing his cock as she listened.
"You want my pussy to feel just like hers? Stroke you just like she's stroking Jack?"
"Yes!" he snarled, grabbing her hips and yanking her down over him. "Just like hers. Make me feel her."
Steph couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her mind and body went into overdrive. She looked directly into Phil's eyes and ground and bucked on Jack, showing Phil how he she wanted to be fucked, and how she wanted to fuck Phil — how she as fucking him right that very moment in her mind. It took her to another level.
She thrust her nipple to Jack.
"Suck it," she demanded, and Jack greedily complied.
Jack smacked Steph’s ass, and Phil smacked Amy's.
Steph felt a humming within her, down to her toes, racing through her. She rammed down over Jack’s cock, her clit dragging, fire rushing through her, as she closed her eyes while they rolled back in her head.
"Fuck!" Jack shouted.
"Yes!" Phil echoed.
As Amy's body shuddered in an explosive orgasm, Phil's towering rod pulled out and exploded bursts of cum up her back, and upon her buttocks.
As Steph watched them erupt, Steph slammed down over Jack, and Steph’s hips locked down. The dam burst. Waves of pleasure overflowed Steph’s body and Steph moaned aloud, as Steph’s body jerked against Jack's, repeated diminishing quakes shaking Steph as Steph collapsed against him, spent.
Steph looked over at Phil and Amy. "Great dinner," she said.
They chuckled.
"Even better dessert," Phil said.
They all agreed.
Amy suggested a dip in the pool, which sounded good to everyone, and they relaxed together for a few minutes before heading their separate ways for a deep, restful sleep.
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