I was fascinated by the way her body responded to my touch, My fingers pressed into the soft flesh of her inner thighs, again being very careful not to touch anything that had hair on it. When I pulled my hands out to each side, her lips parted with a sensual slurping sound. She was wet. I did it a second time, putting my face close to her, inhaling as her precious pink flesh appeared. God this woman smelled good.
I continued down each leg, working and massaging her flesh. I spent some time massaging each foot as my eyes focused on her beautiful pussy as it swelled and blossomed. A droplet of thick clear fluid slowly made its way down her slit before dripping onto the sleeping bag.
My hands worked their way back up her legs, over her butt and up her back. I carefully climbed onto the table, kneeling between her legs, and leaned over to give her a proper neck massage. When I did, the head of my very hard dick slipped between her butt cheeks, landing dangerously close to her wetness. A droplet of my pre-cum dribbled over her tight little butthole. Liz moaned.
As I concentrated on Liz’s neck and shoulders, I could feel her body shift slightly, her pelvis lift. I jumped when her soft fingers wrapped around my shaft, guided me to her wetness. I gently eased in as Liz lifted her butt and pushed back.
“Hey,” I whispered. “You didn’t give me the okay to touch your pussy,”
“I believe I specifically said your hands,” Liz chuckled. “Besides, this big cock is the only thing that can massage me were I really need it. You just finish my neck and don’t worry about what is going on down there.”
My fingers continued to manipulate the soft flesh of her neck and shoulders while her talented pussy manipulated the sensitive flesh of my dick. Fuck, this felt nice.
“Don’t cum,” Liz pleaded just as I was about to spill my load. She slid forward, flipped over and lay beneath me on her back. “Do my titties with the oil.”
I squirted more oil in may hands and started massaging her lovely orbs. The slick oil seemed to add to the pleasure she was experiencing. Liz just looked directly into my eyes, her smile so incredibly sexy. I could feel her hand manipulating my dick as she pushed just the head inside her very wet pussy. “Tell me when you are about to cum,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving mine.
As I massaged and kneaded oil into her tender breasts, her soft hand gently massaged her own personal lubricant into the shaft of my dick while her pussy contracted around my bulbous head. The sensation was very different than anything I had felt before. Her stare was mesmerizing.
“Okay,” I announced with some urgency.
Liz slipped my dick out of her pussy, slid her body down a little and stroked me to the finish line causing me to make a white creamy deposit on her stomach. “Eat my pussy,” Liz whispered. “Remember, no touching with your hands.”
I slid down, pressed my lips to her juicy hole and pushed my tongue deep inside. She was so wet, so creamy, I slurped and licked as much as I could before focussing on her swollen clit.
As my tongue worked its magic, I watched Liz collected my cum from her stomach and rub it into her hard nipples. After both were thoroughly coated, she lifted one breast to her lips and sucked the nipple into her mouth. By the time she made it to he second nipple, her hips were bucking and gyrating. I pushed my tongue back into her hole, just in time to catch the stream of thick cream that pushed out of her pussy.
I climbed up her body and pressed my lips to hers, shared her special taste.
“Fuck!” Liz said after she was able to regain her composure. I have never had a massage like that before.
“I think they call that a happy ending,” I shared with a smile.
Liz smiled, gave me a quick peck on the lips. “I really liked the nipple cream,” she said as she licked a finger and circled it over one of her sticky hard nipples. “Maybe you could finish licking them clean.”
“Certainly,” I responded as I sucked the first nipple into my mouth. Liz just moaned and played with her clit while I licked and sucked her clean.
Although we had one more day before Brian would return to pick us up, Liz and I did not have sex again. It just seemed like we had already shared everything we possibly could with each other. We spent that last day just enjoying each other’s company. We strolled naked, hand-in-hand, through the woods and watched as the animals of the forest cautiously accepted our presence. Our nakedness seemed to calm their fears. As we lay next to the water’s edge, a pair of deer crept close, studied our bodies, drank cautiously from the lake. A pair of doves cooed in the trees above. A pair of curious rabbits tickled our toes with their noses. We were truly one with nature.
The following morning, we broke down the camp and got everything packed for the trek down the hill. “How about one last bath,” Liz suggested as she lifted her arm and took a sniff. “I think I am getting a little ripe.”
We took our time washing each other before stretching out on the beach and allowing the sun to dry our naked bodies. “Oh, I hate the thought of putting clothes on,” Liz complained.
Just then we heard a gasp and we both turned to look behind us. There were four ladies, two appearing to be older and two relatively young. “I am so sorry,” the pretty brunette said as she attempted to cover the face of the younger lady next to here. “We didn’t expect to see anyone else up here.”
As the four embarrassed ladies quickly turned to leave, Liz called out to them. “It’s okay,” she said. “You don’t have to leave.” She jumped up and walked her naked body over to them. “I think you will find that clothing isn’t necessary in this beautiful place.”
All four ladies followed Liz and hesitantly joined us on the sand. As hard as they tried, they couldn’t keep from gazing at my dick.
“So what brings you four beautiful ladies way up here?” Liz asked trying to break the awkwardness of the situation.
The brunette started by making introductions. “My name is Kate and this is my daughter Ashley. That is my friend Jenny and her daughter Amy. Both girls just finished high school, and we wanted to take them on a camping trip, you know, a girl’s only adventure before they head off to college.”
Jenny jumped in on the conversation. “For years, we have heard rumors about this place, and we just wanted to check it out for ourselves.” She turned to look at me, her eyes drifting to my crotch. “I guess at least some of the rumors are true.”
“Oh yes,” Liz responded with a smile. “So what about your husbands. You just left them at home?”
“Well,” Jenny responded. “We both dumped their cheating ass’s years ago. Just two single moms, each with a single virgin daughter.”
“Mom!” Amy protested. “I don’t think our sexual status is of any concern to these strangers. Besides, those disgusting rumors about this place the two of you have been discussing ever since Ashley and I turned eighteen can’t possibly be true.”
The conversation was getting a little to intense for me. I quietly stood up and made my way to the lake. I could feel their stares on my backside as I stepped into the water. I suddenly had a naughty temptation. I looked down at my dick, it wasn’t hard, but it was a little larger and longer than normal. Without giving it any thought, I spun around and started stroking myself. The four strangers just stared in amazement as I grew to full size. Liz offered me two thumbs up as she smiled proudly as if to signal that her student of love had just graduated with honors. I could hear Liz begin to recite the folklore surrounding Beilager Point as I dove under the water and swam out of earshot.
As I swam, the folklore surrounding Beilager Point flooded my memory. Single mothers, virgin daughters, bedding ceremonies, love mentors. I just closed my eyes, lay back in the water and floated on my back. Surely, this dream would end soon. I waited patiently for that moment when I would wake up and stretch out in my own bed. Hopefully, I would be able to remember all of the salacious details of this dream. This would make such a good story.
My alarm clock rudely interrupted another very hot dream. Ever since we left that place, my nights had been filled with vivid, and very often wet dreams. I looked down at the tent in my boxers and let out a sigh. “Damn,” I said quietly. “I need to find a girlfriend.”
Today would mark the first time that Mrs. H and I had been alone. Brian left for college yesterday, and I would be heading out tomorrow. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I crawled out of bed and walked down the hall to Mrs. H’s bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, and something just beckoned me to peek in. There she was, Mrs. H, laying on top of the covers, clad in a pair of panties and t-shirt, laying on her stomach, with a pillow pressed tightly between her thighs. I pushed the door open, walked close to the bed and just watched as she humped the pillow. I could see that her arm disappeared between her body and the pillow, and imagined what her talented fingers must have been doing between her legs. I could hear gentle moaning as she turned her head to look at me. Her movements continued until her gentle moans became louder and her body tensed and twisted on the pillow.
When she finished, she rolled onto her back, pulled the t-shirt over her head, and pushed her soggy panties down. She tossed the panties to me as she said, “One more lesson. Keep these to remember me when you go off to college.”
As I pressed the scented panties to my face, I slipped my boxers down and started stroking myself. Mrs. H spread her legs wide and her fingers found her sensitive clit. I watched intently as one of her hands massaged and pulled at her breasts, while the other toyed with her wet pussy. “Abstinence,” Mrs. H moaned loudly. “You must remain abstinent until your wedding day. Promise me that you will only practice self love until that special day.”
I watched as her body flinched and twisted as a result of the pleasure she was bringing to herself. I stepped close to the edge of the bed. Without making physical contact with the beautiful creature, I could feel her presence, her energy. I inhaled the scent of her panties as my cum burst from me, splashing on her breasts and chest. Mrs. H quickly followed suit as a stream of liquid sprayed from her engorged pussy.
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