Weekend at the Lake
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After I'd spent time in Illinois and lost my virginity to the nympho next door whose Air Force hubby was in Germany, I went back home and renewed my acquaintance with an old girlfriend, Pam. Her parents and mine, I honestly believe, had ideas that she and I would end up married. Even though we liked each other a lot and had great times together, at eighteen, we really didn't see that in either of our futures. For one thing, the Vietnam War was in full swing and I had to either enlist or be drafted. Either way, I would be gone for at least a couple of years. Our parents' expectations, however, allowed us some leeway that we may not have had otherwise. So far, that had not included sex.
One summer weekend, her family and mine stayed at a lake cabin owned by my mother's boss. Pam and I were neck-deep out in the lake. I came up behind her and pulled her to me. Nuzzling her ear, I ran my hands up and slipped them into her bikini top, kneading her breasts and tweaking her nipples. "Steve!" she exclaimed softly, "Our parents are on the porch! They'll see us!"
"They can't see below the water and they like us being close. This is making them very happy," I replied. With that, I slid one hand down across her flat belly and into her bikini bottoms with the middle finger going right into her slit. She gasped and spread her legs slightly to allow better access. As she leaned back against me, I began fingering her clit, alternating with dipping into her now juicy well. The water washed some off, but she was making enough to keep things slick. My dick hardened and pressed against the crack of her ass. She sighed and reached back to massage it through my swim trunks.
"Remember the time we almost did it?" I asked, referring to a few months prior when she and I had almost given our virginities to each other, only to be interrupted by a sheriff's deputy.
"Oh, God, yes," she giggled. "I'm glad we didn't. It would have been a disaster." I had to agree since we'd both learned later from experienced partners.
"Well, I want you now. I could fuck you standing here in the lake with our parents watching," I breathed into her ear. Her grip on my dick tightened as she moaned slightly.
"No," she replied. "We'd lose it and they'd notice. Besides, you don't have a rubber with you." A moment's pause and she asked, "Do you?"
I chuckled, "Nope, but I have several in my room. Let's go." With that, I let go of her and headed for the shore, the cool lake water rapidly shrinking my dick. After a moment of regaining her composure and straightening her bikini, she followed. I dried off as best I could, went inside to the bathroom, then stopped off at my room for a couple of rubbers that hid quite nicely in the key pocket of my trunks. Back out on the porch, I announced that I wanted to take the patio boat to the marina for a milkshake and asked if anyone wanted to go. Pam said she wanted to and asked her little brother Mike who declined. Mike was an odd kid who cared little for boats and sweet foods, and I was hoping he wouldn't want to join us. Of course, our parents didn't want to go, either. Dad gave me some money and we were off.
The lake was a dammed river and had thousands of sloughs, some small, some large. Some you could take a boat into and be hidden from the rest of the lake. There was one that the patio boat fit into perfectly. Far enough in to hide most of the boat, but the back end remained visible to the lake so people out there would know the slough was occupied. Folks would go into them to nap, eat, fish, etc. General rule of lake etiquette was you don't go into an occupied slough.
I dropped the anchor as she laid out seat cushions on the forward deck. We lay down in each other's arms and began kissing. After our brief session in the lake earlier, we were both instantly ready to finally consummate our friendship. Heedless of the possibility there may be people in the woods around us, we quickly stripped our suits off. She was a skinny thing, but had nicely shaped breasts with pert, pink nipples. Her pussy hair was dense, but she had obviously trimmed it. Her inner lips peeked out for attention. I lay there next to her for a moment, admiring her and stroking my fingertips over her. "What are you waiting for?" she asked.
"Just enjoying the view," I replied.
Bending over, I sucked a nipple into my mouth, lightly gripping it with my teeth and flicking it with my tongue. She sighed and ran her fingers into my hair. My hand slid down across her pubic bush, it was so soft, and her legs parted as my finger slipped between her lips. She was wet and hot. I spread her juices around, soaking her entire pussy. Every time I brushed her clit, her hips jerked up. Her breathing was heavy and rapid now as I moved over to her other nipple. Various sighs and moans came with each exhalation.
I left her breasts and began kissing my way down her belly. As I passed her navel, she grabbed my head and asked what I was doing. "Going down on you," I replied.
"You want to do that?" she asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know. I haven't done it before. Have you?"
"Yes. I really enjoy it and I think you will too."
She closed her eyes, laid back, and released my head. I could feel a tenseness about her as I continued my journey across her bush to her pussy. When I reached it, I lightly flicked my tongue over her lips from top to bottom as her legs opened wider to accommodate my presence. That caused the bottom of her slit to open, revealing her sopping wet woman's well that smelled so delicious. My tongue snaked out, slipping into it, then pressing the tip firmly against her I slid it up and over her clit. She gasped and bucked her hips. Placing a thumb on each lip, I spread her pussy open until her clit was standing tall. Lightly I flicked it as I had previously done to her nipples. Her hands grabbed my hair as her hips lifted and she gasped loudly. In a few seconds, she let out a long groan, followed by my name, "OooSteeve. God, oh God," as her body convulsed and trembled in orgasm. Pussy juice ran down the crack of her ass and soaked my chin. As she relaxed, I moved my mouth down and sucked up a good quantity of it.
Swallowing some, I moved up over her, bringing my mouth down on hers. My tongue, drenched in her wetness, slipped between her lips. She hesitated a moment before opening her mouth to receive it. Then she sighed through her nose and began kissing like she had never kissed me before. It was like she was licking herself from the insides of my mouth. Breaking the kiss, I pulled a condom out of my trunks. She grabbed it from me, tore it open and rolled it down my shaft, and then she lay back with her legs spread wide, knees bent and arms open. I moved over her, and my dick found its place seemingly of its own accord.
As I slid down into her, she brought her legs up and dug her heels into my butt, pulling me tight against her with her arms as she buried her face into my neck and squealed into my collarbone. Dear God, she was tight! A new experience after the Illinois nympho. She sounded like she was crying as she pumped up to meet me with every stroke. I know now that she was still climaxing from the oral orgasm. It didn't take me long, a dozen strokes or so, and I dumped myself into the condom. We basically froze there like that, me pushed as deep into her as I could go, her lifted up tight to meet me, arms and legs locked around me, both quivering in orgasm.
After an indeterminate time, I realized I was shrinking, so I pulled out. She groaned at the loss as her arms and legs released their grip. I rolled over beside her and sat up. Geez, she looked so hot, her breasts, belly and inner thighs bright pink from friction, wet pussy spread and glistening, eyes glazed, mouth open, breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath. Kneeling, I slipped the condom off and tossed it into the lake. Taking her hands, I pulled her up to a long, deep kiss. She ran her hands over my dick, squeezing out the remnants of semen, then lifted them up to inspect it. She rubbed it between her fingers, looked at it closely and sniffed it. I thought for a moment she was going to taste it, but she didn't. The nympho had seemed to enjoy the taste, but I didn't ask Pam to try it.
We jumped into the lake to rinse off, then cleaned the cushion of her juice, donned our suits, and went for milkshakes.
The next morning, we were all sitting around the breakfast table loaded with scrambled eggs, bacon, ham, toast, and pancakes. Pam and I kept stealing glances at each other, and she definitely had a certain sparkle in her eye. I was reliving our encounter on the patio boat yesterday when her mom spoke up.
"Why don't you and Pam have a picnic lunch in the woods," she suggested. "We're going to be frying up some chicken and your mom's making potato salad. We'll pack you kids a basket and you two can have an old-fashioned picnic."
Holy cow! I'd been wracking my brain trying to figure out how we could get together for another round of fucking and here was her mother handing it to us. I watched my parents for their reactions out of the corner of my eye and saw nothing. Her dad had no reaction either. I got a little weirded out for a moment, wondering if maybe they knew what was up and were so anxious for us to get hitched that they'd actually push us into situations where we could have sex in hopes I'd knock her up.
"No, no. Calm down. That isn't happening. They don't have a clue. This is just part of them herding us into a relationship for their own ends. Sex isn't on the table here," I had to tell myself.
"Ooo, fried chicken! I’m in," I said with a grin.
"Sounds like fun. Thanks, Mom," Pam replied.
Early that afternoon, basket and blanket in hand, we waved to them as we hiked up the road and over the rise to find a suitable (private and secluded) place. In about a quarter-mile, there was a gate in the fence with the faint remains of a truck path leading out into a pasture. We knew it hadn't been used in quite a while because half the culvert was washed out and no farm pickup would be able to cross it. Off in the distance, about another quarter mile, was a stand of trees. It looked like as good a place as any.
Sure enough, there was essentially a ring of trees with shrubbery undergrowth that surrounded and shaded a small area in the middle. We squeezed through a narrow opening, then I spread the blanket out and we lay down on our sides facing each other.
"Yesterday was wonderful," Pam said.
"Yeah. Very wonderful," I replied.
"Have you been with a lot of girls?" she asked. At first, I wanted to claim great sexual prowess, but really felt the need to be honest with her. After all, she was a good friend first.
"No, just one woman that lived next door in Illinois. Her husband was overseas in the Air Force and she really enjoyed sex. I think I happened to be convenient for her, not complaining, you understand."
"I've only been with the guy in Kansas. He was my friend's neighbor and really cute. I figured it would be safe for him to be my first since I probably would never see him again. That way, if it was awful, it wouldn't be embarrassing for long," she explained. "We had sex a few times. It was good, but nothing like yesterday. Was I as good as your Illinois neighbor?"
I really didn't like all this chatter, especially the topic. She seemed to be having some insecurity. "Pam, I never felt anything like what I felt yesterday with you. She had lots of experience and we did more things than what you and I have done, and she felt different, you know, when I was in her, but there is really no comparison."
"What kind of things?" Pam asked.
Oh, geez. "Well, she showed me how to go down on her like I did to you. And she did the same to me. Plus, we did a lot different positions. I even tried something she'd not had done to her before and she liked it."
"What was that?" Pam asked again.
"Why don’t I show you?" I replied, hoping to stop the discussion and get down to business. I was starving, but not for chicken and potato salad. Pam smiled and leaned toward me. Taking her into my arms, I rolled onto my back pulling her on top of me as our mouths locked and tongues entwined. I ran my hands up and down her back a few times as she stroked my face and hair. Pulling her shirt from her jeans, I reached up and unhooked her bra, then sent both hands down into her jeans to knead her ass. She straddled my leg and I bent it at the knee to apply pressure to her groin; she pressed back with a grinding motion in response. Her jeans were too tight to go more than about halfway down, so reaching her pussy wasn't possible right then. Her breathing became quick and shallow as her tongue action increased. I pulled my hands from her ass and moved them up to her breasts. She broke the kiss and lifted up so I could squeeze them for a moment.
As we stared into each other's eyes, I quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She rose to her knees just long enough to shed it and her bra, then bent over and unbuttoned my shirt. I rolled her over onto her back, tossed my shirt on top of hers and bent to suckle her breasts. Her fingers worked through my hair as I tongued first one, then the other, leaving a trail of saliva between her breasts. She was beginning to make little whimpering noises and was rolling her hips, so my hand began a journey down her torso, pausing for a moment to finger her navel. "Mmm," was her reply. Moving on down, I reached under the top of her jeans and found, like before, the pants were too tight to easily go much beyond the top of her bush.
With a slight pop, I pulled my lips from her nipple and sat up on my knees. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and as she lifted her hips, I slid them and her panties off. She now lay naked next to me, her legs only slightly apart, not enough to reveal much. One hand was on my knee, the other at her side. I stroked her bush with my fingers, moving my thumb down her lips to where her thighs stopped it, then back up. I let my hand wander over her hip and down the outside of her thigh to her knee, then reached under and lifted it, bending her knee and moving it away to reveal more of the pussy I had my gaze locked on. I stroked my fingertips to the inside of her knee and up her inner thigh to the prize. At first, I lightly brushed them up and down her slit a few times, then when I reached the bottom I gently pressed in with my middle finger. Her lips parted as her juice flowed out to greet my finger. I didn't enter far, though, instead, I moved my finger around her opening, spreading her hot liquid silk around.
Looking up at her, I saw her eyes locked on mine, lips parted and her breasts rising and falling quickly. I noticed her free hand was beginning to twitch.
"When I kissed you after I went down on you yesterday, did you like that," I asked. She nodded. "You like the way you taste?" She nodded again. Her breathing increased slightly and her hand twitched a bit more. "Was that your first taste?" She nodded. "Would you like more?" Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared. She nodded. I slipped my ring finger in next to the middle one and sank them into her. Her mouth opened in a gasp as her hips lifted to meet me. I worked them around in her, coating them well, and then pulled them out. As I reached up, she lifted her head and I slipped them into her mouth. Her lips closed around them and her tongue cleaned them off. She maintained lip pressure as she lay her head back and they slipped out.
I stood up and slipped off my jeans and jockeys. Her eyes went to my hard dick and followed it as I lay down beside her. I kissed her and could taste her flavor in her mouth. "You are delicious," I said when I broke the kiss. "This is what I did that she liked. I hope you like it, too." Reaching down, I massaged her pussy in a circular motion that caused her labia to spread open giving my hand full contact within. She was very wet and I spread her liquid over her lips and clit, causing her to jump each time I brushed it. Then I slid my fingers back into her to soak them again. This time, I brought them to her nipple closest to me and spread them around on it until it glistened. I made a few trips back to the well for more until her nipple was drenched with her nectar. She was watching me and when I closed my mouth over it to lick and suck it clean her head went back and she let out a long, low groan. I did this a couple more times, and then gave the other nipple the same treatment.
By now, I was feeling precum moving down my shaft. I resumed my kneeling position next to her and she looked up questioningly. "You taste so sweet. I love the taste of your pussy and you do, too. Right?" She nodded. "Did you taste the guy in Kansas?" That startled her a bit and she shook her head. "I'd like for you to taste me."
She lay there and stared at me for several seconds, then said, "OK", with a faint smile. I noticed her hand by her side was still twitching, as was most of her body now. Grasping my dick, I milked out a large drop of precum onto the tips of my index and middle fingers. It was too big for just one. She rolled onto her side, lifting up on her elbow, and looked at it. "It doesn't look like yesterday's," she said.
"That was cum, this is precum," I said. "It's more like what you make, but different." She took my hand and held my fingers to her nose, sniffing it. Then she reached her tongue out, licked it off, and worked it around in her mouth a few seconds. Her eyebrows went up and she said, "Not bad. Actually, good. Sort of like me, but salty. I like it. Got more?"
"We could milk it out drop by drop, or you could just suck it out directly," I suggested. She looked at me as if I'd just grown horns.
"You pee out of that!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, and you pee out of that," I retorted, pointing between her legs.
"Oh," she said and appeared to be thinking it over. I rose up on my knees to put my dick roughly level with her face. Holding it before her, I squeezed out more precum just enough so it didn't drip off.
"There you go. All you have to do is lick it off." She hesitantly leaned forward, snaked her tongue out so the tip brushed the end of my dick, lifting the precum into her mouth. "See how easy that was?" I asked. She nodded. I stroked myself a few times, then brought out another drop. This time she went right in for the lick.
"I have an idea. Would you like to lick yourself from me?" I asked.
Her eyes widened, she thought for a moment, then said, "Sure. Why not?" I pressed her gently down onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. Holding my dick, I worked the head into her slit, moving it around at the entrance to her well. Her eyes closed and she rotated her hips with my movements. By just an inch, or so, I slipped the head in and out a few times, coating it with her yumminess. Then I moved back up to kneel by her side and she resumed her position on her elbow. She looked at my dick, wet with her liquid, then grasping it in her hand her tongue snaked out for a taste. One lick, another, another, and another. She quickly had cleaned herself from me.
"More?" I asked.
She lay back as she said, "Oh, God, yes."
As I slipped inside her again, this time, all the way, I noticed her entire body was trembling visibly now. I moved to her head and she came up on her elbow. "Put it in your mouth and suck it. You'll taste both of us together." She looked up at me, then back at my dick. As she grasped it, her mouth opened and engulfed me. Her lips closed around my shaft and her tongue worked around the underside as she applied light suction, just like she'd done with my fingers. I felt a good amount of precum slid down and into her mouth. A moment later, she slid her mouth further down, then pulled back as she milked my dick. My legs trembled and I felt my cum building quickly. With the nympho, I would have grabbed her head and started fucking her face as she liked, but I wasn't sure if Pam would like that or not.
"Fuck, Pam, you do that so good. God that is wonderful," I gasped. I placed my hand behind her head lightly and began stroking myself in and out slowly. She moved her head to match. One time I went too deep and she choked momentarily, but never allowed me to leave her mouth. Instead, she wrapped her hand around my shaft to set the depth I could go. I kept my motion slow to make it last, knowing I was moving a lot of precum to her. She soon figured out to use her tongue on the underside to milk it on the out strokes.
"Stop, Pam. Wait," I panted as I pushed her mouth off me. "Shit! I'm about to cum. You suck so good. Holy, fuck!"
"I want you to cum," she replied, looking up into my eyes. Hers were slightly glazed with lust and her lips were wet with saliva, her juices, and my precum.
"Cum doesn't taste like precum or you. I've heard a lot of women don't like it," I replied. "I have an idea. Lay back." She complied and I straddled her waist. My whole body was trembling, I was so close. "Jerk me off onto you," I told her. She looked confused for a moment, then started stroking my dick. I reached back and slipped my fingers into her pussy, first one hand, then the other, soaking two fingers on each. Then I placed one pair in her mouth and one in mine. As her lips closed on them, "OH, GOD!!! FUCK!!!" my hips fucked her hand as I exploded over her. Wads of cum went onto her belly and breasts, a drop even made it to her chin. I had never cum so much or with that much force before. My entire body convulsed for several seconds as glob after glob blew out onto her body.
Finally, I was spent and noticed she was quivering all over as she continued sucking on my fingers, now fully cleaned of her juices. I pulled my fingers from her mouth and asked, quite breathlessly, "Ready for a taste?"
She nodded with her wide eyes fixed on mine. I picked up a thick gob on a finger and held it up for her to see. Her eyes followed it as I moved it toward her, and they closed as it slipped between her lips and onto her tongue. Her lips closed around my finger as she worked my cum around her tongue. Her breathing stopped, her tongue froze, and her brow scrunched up. She grabbed my hand and pulled my finger out of her mouth, then she lay there motionless. I felt her belly tense a few times and her mouth tightened with it. She was fighting throwing up. Her brow finally relaxed, and her eyes opened. She stared at me for several moments, then looking down she scooped up another drop and placed it in her mouth. After working it around and swallowing, she repeated the process until most of my cum was down her throat. Looking at my dick, she noticed a drop on the tip and motioned me to move it near her face. When I did so, she put her mouth around it and with considerable suction and tongue pressure on the underneath, milked the last of it out. Once my dick was out of her mouth, she swallowed one last time, lay back, and stared up at me. "Takes some getting used to, but it’s okay. Next time, I want it in my mouth, not on my chest," she said with a smile. "Now return the favor."
We spent the rest of the afternoon sucking and fucking and eating fried chicken and potato salad. Pam had me cum on the potato salad, but after one taste decided that was not a good combination. I teased her about trying a chicken leg as a dildo but she said the only thing she wanted in her was me. We used a couple of rubbers, tried some sixty-nine where I did cum in her mouth as she wanted. The heat and force of it surprised her, but she liked it. Finally, as the sun was setting, we got dressed, packed up the basket, and walked back to the cabin where our folks were glad to hear we'd had such a wonderful and relaxing afternoon together. Little did they know.
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