It was that time of year again...the time he so waited for, camping on the lake, back to one with nature. The trip was planned well in advance so there was plenty of time to get everything together. Only a couple of days left to go and he would be on his way.
Giving himself a mental picture of the few things he had left to do, packing, camping gear, tent, sleeping bag, enough food to last him....it was only a weekend, but he wanted to be prepared for whatever may happen in the woods. You could never be too careful.
It was only him going this time, usually there were plenty of guys that would tag along, but he wanted some privacy. Just him for a few days, no distractions by a bunch of adolescent friends....lets face it, guys can forget all about acting their age when away from any type of civilation.
The morning of departure came and he was ready to head out...locking up the house and sliding into the truck, he was anticipating the solitude of the weekend to come. Not many cars on the road this time of the morning, so traffic wasn't that bad. He made great time getting to the cabin. Pulling into the drive and killing the motor, the peacefulness of the woods and surroundings assailed him. Nothing like it at all in the city. He could stay out here forever, and the thought had crossed his mind more than once, to do just that.
Unloading the truck and settling in took only a few minutes, so he headed down to the dock and thought about taking a swim. The water would wash away the soarness after the drive he was feeling in his body. Stripping down to nothing, he stood on the end of the dock looking out over the water....calm, no winds, not even a ripple in the smooth surface. The lake air having the effect on him, he can feel the arousal start as his cock hardens, his hands and fingers taking a slow sweep over his body. Tweaking his nipples and running through the light dusting of hair on his chest. Then sliding lower to wrap around the fullness of his cock. He watches as his strokes start slow with a slight grip of his fingers. Pulling, squeezing, as the sunlight hits the pearl of pre-cum that's slipped out to rest on the head. His hand circles the crown and smooths it along the shaft, making it slick. Long, easy, slow strokes making him ache in a good way for the pleasure that's running through his veins.
A soft moan is heard in the air around him. It's almost too faint to hear, but it wasn't him, and he did hear it. The feeling of being watched washes over him making his cock harder than before. His hand like a vice stroking his length as he listens more closely. The skin pulled tight by his hand at the base, as his other works in quick strokes taking him closer to orgasm.
He hears another moan and a slight rustling sound come from the trees to right of him. Lowering his head to watch as he pulls on his cock, he turns only slightly and looks into the shade at the bank of the water. It only takes a moment to see her....on the slope of the bank reclining against the soft dirt. She's stripped of her own clothing her legs spread wide and has her fingers working her pussy and clit in time with his strokes on his cock. Her full heavey breats swaying with each plunge of her fingers. Her hips lifting up off the ground to meet the thrusts. She doesn't know he's heard or spotted her, and now the show's for her eyes, for her enjoyment. With every pull of his cock he imagines he's plunging into the depths of her pussy. Feeling the tightness of the walls sorround him as he thrusts deep inside.
His speed picks up, and he watches, his eyes only barely open, as her fingers double time the rubbung of her hard little clit. Her breathing is hard and he realizes she's close. Tighting his hold on his hard cock, he feels the cum boiling inside his balls, his shaft thickens and the head starts to swell. His moans and grunts no longer held inside, she hears them and it pushes her closer still to release.
Her hand thrusting inside her hard now, as his strokes on his cock pick up momentum. The tightness gripping her fingers, pulling them deeper inside her pussy. She curls them up and finds that little bundle of nerves, as the fire starts to burn in her clit. Sending the heat from her pussy to lick at her skin and push her into climax.
His eyes take in everything that's happening with her, as his hand is moving along his shaft now with fast strokes, gripping his hard cock, the cum tunneling through the shaft and jetting out the end. His knees weaken as the force of his orgasm hits him hard.
She watches as blast after blast hits the dock in front of where he's standing, feeling her own juices gush out to coat her fingers. He sees her lift her hand to her mouth and slowly suckle her fingers, cleaning them with tender strokes of her tongue. When she's done she leans over to pick up her clothes from where she layed them. Not knowing she's been seen.
He turns back to the water and dives in.....his mind on the girl, he thinks to himself, "What a way to start the weekend."
Definately going to have to go for a little walk in the woods later.....in the hopes of finding her and showing her what happens to naughty little girls who spy.....
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