I Caught Some Fish And Whole Lot More

My sister and her friends used to take an annual trip to the Ozarks to attend a huge craft fair. For a few years I would tag along. I had no interest in the fair. But we stayed on a lake, and I would bring my boat. While they were off shopping for the day, I would fish. I was usually up with the dawn and the first one back. I voluntarily took on the task of preparing dinner. The girls and I would pretty much be wiped out from the day, and we ended up hitting the sack early. The next few days repeated the process.

I would usually fish most of the morning. I returned for a quick shower, some lunch and a nap before heading out again. The craft fair was about a 20-minute drive from our place. Once the girls arrived there, I knew they wouldn’t be returning until late. I knew I had the cabin to myself, and I could adhere to a relaxed dress code. I would go to my room, strip down and hop in the shower. I didn’t bother getting dressed until I returned to the boat to do some more fishing.

One day I returned from fishing and followed my usual routine. I went to my room, stripped off my clothes. I walked nude down the hallway to the bathroom where I showered. After I dried off, I hung up the towel and headed for the kitchen to get something to drink. As I was standing in front of the refrigerator, I heard a voice say, “Well, this is my lucky day!” I turned to see my sister’s friend Tiffany leaning against the wall smiling from ear to ear. Tiffany was wearing a pair of cutoff jean shorts and cropped top that left her belly and shoulders bare. She was a dark bronze from her smiling lips all the way to her bare feet. I was speechless as she walked toward me.

“This is going to be better than I ever expected,” she said. While I was surprised, I wasn’t nervous. I didn’t try to hide my naked body. I asked her what she was talking about. Tiffany told me she faked being ill and convinced the others to go enjoy the day at the fair. She decided to wait here until I returned. I found out that she had been contemplating the idea of having a fling with me for the past few years. She said the atmosphere the lake provided plus the fact that I was in really good shape put the idea in her mind. Tiffany said she decided this would be the year she would act on it.

I asked her what made her think I would go along with this, and she just laughed. She walked up to me and gave me a kiss. Tiffany pressed her body against mine and I instinctively took her in my arms. We continued to kiss. I might play hard to get, but with someone as beautiful as Tiffany, I would also be easy to catch. We continued to kiss, and she placed one hand against the back of my head. The other hand found its way down to my cock. We separated just enough to give her hand access to caress and fondle my manhood.

Tiffany grabbed a small pillow from a nearby chair. She dropped it on the floor in front of me and then dropped to her knees on top of it. She never said a word. Tiffany just smiled as she slowly stroked my cock. Moments later it was in her mouth. Tiffany was very slow and methodical as she sucked and licked my cock and balls. I was rock hard in no time. Tiffany was still in no hurry. She took her time, letting her lips and tongue do their work. I was dumbfounded. I couldn’t figure out why this was happening but I wasn’t complaining. Tiffany had a wonderful body. She kept herself in shape. She was happy to please and tease me right there in the kitchen.

Soon we found our rhythm. I stood there letting Tiffany work her magic. My body swayed to the tempo of the rocking of her head as my cock slid back and forth between her lips. Tiffany knew what she was doing. She would purposely bring me to the edge of orgasm and then back me off. She was a master at edging me to draw out the maximum amount of pleasure. Tiffany never looked up. She just kept providing the best pleasure I had felt in a while.

The tension was building in my body. It was getting harder to control. She showed no signs of changing her game plan. Soon I couldn’t stand it anymore. I tried hard to hold out as long as I could, but I just couldn’t do it. Tiffany was ready as I exploded in her mouth. She kept gliding my cock in and out of her mouth while collecting every ounce of cum I produced. It was an amazing feeling. I couldn’t believe it was happening. When Tiffany was done, she stood up. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and we kissed like long lost lovers. I slid one arm around her back. I bent and placed my other arm under her bare legs and picked her up. I carried her back to her bedroom.

I laid her down on the bed and lay down beside her. We kept kissing as I helped remove her shirt. There was no bra to work around. She slid out of her shorts. Tiffany wasn’t wearing any panties either. I could see her tan covered her entire body. I rolled her over on her back.

I buried my face in her pussy. I knew a thing or two myself and put my knowledge to work. I too, wanted to draw every ounce of pleasure out of her body. I wanted the experience to live up to her expectations. I started slowly too, kissing, licking and nibbling away. Tiffany was wet and willing. She spread her legs wide to give me better access to my target. I zeroed in once I found what drew the best response from her. Tiffany began cooing and her breathing was heavy. Now it was my turn let my lips and tongue work her over. I continued to tease her just as she had teased me. The promise of an orgasm seemed just out of reach. I would take her there then back her off. It was fun turning the tables.

Soon the cooing turned to moaning. Her heavy breathing started to become gasps. I knew she was close, and I kept to my plan of dangling the promise of complete ecstasy before her. Tiffany reached her boiling point. She grabbed my hair and started grinding her pussy in my face. I knew this was it and pulled her closer as I moved in to finish her off. I could feel her body give into the pleasure. Tiffany squirmed in the sheets as the orgasm hit. She released her grip on my air and let out a long, loud breath. I crawled up next to her. We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

We only dozed off for a short time. When we awoke, she asked if I still wanted to go fishing. I told Tiffany she was the catch of the day. I did ask if she wanted to go for a boat ride. Her reply was that wasn’t the kind of ride she was hoping for. We were both clearly wanting more, and we had all afternoon to make it happen. The kissing and touching started all over again. We were both sexually aroused when Tiffany said, “I want to do something.”

I had no idea what it was. But at that point, I was all in. She said, “Come with me.” We got out of bed, and she led me to the living room. She stopped in front of a large full-length mirror. It was probably the biggest mirror I had ever seen. I remember someone telling me the cabin owner got it from a department store that went out of business. It was easily four feet across and maybe seven feet high. While the mirror was impressive, I was really admiring Tiffany’s body as we stood there looking at our reflection. Tiffany said, “I want to have sex in front of this mirror so I can watch you make love to me.”  I answered her with a passionate kiss, and we stood there in front of the mirror kissing and touching again, while sneaking an occasional glance at the mirror.

Tiffany took the lead and again dropped to her knees. We were sideways to the mirror. I could look over and see a side view of her providing exquisite oral pleasure to my cock. This was turning me on. I stood there and watched as my cock shot in and out of her mouth. I had never seen this before. The fact that I was watching myself get a blowjob got me even more excited. This was just the warmup to the main event though.

Once I was rock solid, Tiffany stood up. We again kissed, letting our tongues explore each other’s mouths. She was as turned on as I was. I could feel the wetness of her pussy against my hard cock. I bent my knees and grabbed her ass. She jumped up and after a few awkward moments, my cock found its way inside of her pussy. I stood there as Tiffany wrapped her legs around my waist. She rested her arms on my shoulders. I began pumping away. I turned so Tiffany could get the view she wanted.

Tiffany seemed to be light as a feather. I’m sure the sexual excitement had something to do with it. All I wanted was the pleasure her pussy was providing. Tiffany also seemed intent on getting the most out of my cock. We were locked in a wonderful dance of love. But as great as it felt, we found it hard to sustain. We would get carried away and work up to a feverish pace and I would slip out. This happened more than a few times. Tiffany asked me to put her down.

She grabbed the cushions off the couch and placed them in front of the mirror. She got down on all fours and I literally slid in right behind her. This was much better. I grabbed her hips and started hammering away. I could see in the mirror her jaw drop as she absorbed all the pleasure my cock was providing. Tiffany was also stealing an occasional glance at the mirror. I was happy with this position. It felt awesome. Her pussy was so tight and wet. But Tiffany wanted to see more.

We stopped as she grabbed a chair from the kitchen table and returned. She had me sit down facing the mirror. Tiffany then sat down on me, also facing the mirror. I scooted to the edge of the chair, and we positioned ourselves so we both had the same view. We could both see my cock sliding in and out of her body. Tiffany was bobbing up and down on my cock. I grabbed her waist to steady her and provide my own thrusts. This is what she wanted to see. At this point we were both feeling a bit flushed, and we were working up a sweat. I could not only see my cock ramming this beauty, but I could also see the look of satisfaction on her face. We continued at a feverish pace, going faster and faster. For me, I was about to lose control. I was suddenly on the fast track to an orgasm. Apparently, so was she. The slapping of our bodies banging into each other grew more rapid. I could hear her transition from cooing to moans along with her gasping breath. My breathing was rapid and loud too.

 In an instant, the orgasm we had been chasing shot through our bodies. Tiffany stopped and bowed her head. She was enjoying the feeling coursing through her body. I stopped too. I could feel shot after shot of cum leave my cock and fill her pussy. Tiffany squirmed and moved just a little. We could see the white of the semen as it leaked from her body back down the cock it had come from. It was an amazing feeling. I fingered her pussy as she remained on my lap. I could feel the warmth and stickiness of our combined juices. She grabbed my hand and brought my fingers to her mouth. Tiffany cleaned them off. She guided my hand back down to her sweet pussy and I again fingered her tight little delight. When I removed my fingers, she guided them to my mouth and I tasted the sweet nectar we had made. Needless to say, when everyone returned from the fair, Tiffany was feeling much, much better.