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An Erotic Weekend

A Weekend of Lust

You call me on Thursday and tell me that you have planned a wonderful weekend away, and that you will pick me up at 4:00pm. I tell you that you only need to pack shoes or sandals and that's it. My curiosity is peaked and I feel that I am getting a little wet between my legs, wondering what you have planned. North of Toronto, there are literally thousands of lakes and it is known as "cottage country" as everybody goes up to their cottages on the weekends. I know of a friend who has a very beautiful, secluded and well furnished cottage on a remote lake. It is mid-August an the temperature is in the high 80's. We will be spending the entire weekend nude, as we get in-tune with each other. We arrive on the Friday evening after a 2 hour drive, and once we enter the cottage, you strip down to your birthday suit, and ask me to do the same. I put up a bit of a protest, but after you explain that there are only 4 cottages on the lake, I also strip. We unload the food and beverages, and decide to take a walk down to the beach.

We walk down hand in hand and sit on some chairs on the dock, admiring the clear sky and the thousands upon thousands of stars. We occasionally see a satellite pass by, and we stare and wonder about the northern lights. There is a chill in the air now, and we walk back up to the cottage. We grab a couple of drinks, and play a game or two of scrabble. Soon, it is time for bed and he hit the hay for the evening. Soon we are cuddling, and as a result of the fresh air, we are both drifting off to sleep.

We awake the next morning around 9:00am, to the birds and other creatures of the surrounding area. You trundle off to make some coffee, while I still drowse in bed. I come out shortly thereafter and you am making my famous pancakes with real maple syrup. We grab our coffee and breakfast and make our way out to the picnic table on the large deck. The sun is beginning to burn off the fog/mist covering the lake, and bringing everything new life of the day as it rises. We see several families of ducks on the lake, and even see a deer off in the distance. We finish our breakfast, take our coffees and make our way down to the beach again.

You sit astride of a chaise lounge, and I lie in front of you, with my back to your chest, and you wrap your arms around my waist. We sit, listening to the world around us, spotting an eagle soaring high above, or noticing some rabbits in the distance. We are slowly becoming one. After you finish your coffee, your right hand wanders to my left breast.. Your fingers play with my nipple, which suddenly has become erect. You move to my right breast, and surprisingly enough the same results. Your left hand moves below, to my pubic mound and your fingers lightly play with my hair, pulling on it slightly. I close my eyes and a low inaudible moan escapes from my mouth. You take that as a "please continue", and begin to explore my vulva with your left hand. You slowly massage my inner thighs, and this drives me to open mt legs further. Still playing with my nipples, your left hand covers my entire mound and you slowly move your hand back and forth. My breathing is becoming a little more erratic as I slowly build to orgasm. All this activity has caused a problem for you though, as your cock has become erect as well. You ask that I lift up for a moment, and as I do your penis is released from being between my buttocks and your stomache. I lie back down on you, with your cock now lying between my swollen pussy lips. You continue to play my vulva, while I have taken hold of your wonderful hard cock, and began to stroke it slowly. In a matter of minutes, I am reaching the heights of orgasm, while you playfully slap your penis against my pussy. I cry out loud, surprising myself as the orgasm washes over me. We both lay back, in the afterglow as we make out a little. I decide to return the favour, but as I get up to do so, you pick me up, and carry me over to the water. I put up quite a struggle, as we know the water is going to be quite chilly. There we are on the dock, me playfully fighting with you, and you standing there with a hard-on that could cut glass. You jump in, and immediately realized that it was a mistake. The water was a lot colder than we both thought. We swim to an area where the water was about waist deep. You no longer have a hard-on, and to your dismay, your penis is the size of a pre- pubescent boy. The water has had a different effect on me though. My nipples are so erect, that they stand out almost an inch. We laugh, at both our predicaments I grab your little cock, and try to bring new life to it. We begin kissing, and you play with my nipples. You take my hand and lead me a little further towards the beach. Bending down, I take your hardening cock into my mouth. You jump at that. The combination of my warm mouth, and the cold water has you is a sexual tizzy. You are slowly reaching the boiling point, despite the fact that you are freezing. You tell me that you are am about to cum, and I standup to kiss you fiercely, as my hand finishes the job. You spurt all over my belly, and we quickly splash it off, and run back up to the cottage. We throw the solar cover off the hot tub, and jump in and try to warm up. The warm water does the trick, and soon our body temps are back to normal.

We climb out of the tub and dry off, grab a couple of drinks and sit back in a two of the chairs. It is now time for lunch and I volunteer to make it. I go off into the kitchen to make some sandwiches and a light salad. I see you through the large picture window, and I am constantly amazed at your body. That hard body, with your strong arms and upper chest cover with a light sparkling of blond hair. And your cock, that wonderful piece of manliness. It is semi-erect right now, and I think to myself "the hell with lunch, I want to eat that, right now. You see me looking at you and give me a wink. I bring out lunch and we share it together while enjoying each other's company. You brought a number of games that two people can play, and after lunch and cleaning up, we decide to have a game of Scrabble. We make our way out to the picnic table and set up. After only a few minutes, we realize the sun is quite strong and we are both in need of some sun screen. We apply it to our bodies, and we do each other's back and other hard to reach places. We return to the game, and decide that since we can't play strip Scrabble, that the loser gets to be tied up in the evening. We are playing with a lot of enthusiasm, and we are neck and neck in scoring as we get down to the last few tiles. You are 25 points behind me, but surge into the lead when you spell cheques (Canadian spelling.. for those of you who are American), and land it on a triple word score. That seals the win for you, and you suddenly have a raging erection thinking about what you are going do to you this evening. I notice your aroused state, and come over to you, and start to lick hard penis. As if it could get any harder, but my your oral ministrations it seems to be even harder and bigger than ever before. My left hand has slipped down to my vulva and I am lightly playing with my lips. I stand and attempt to straddle you in the lawn chair. We realize that it won't work, and you ask me to stand over by the deck railing. I do so, slightly bent at the waist, and wiggle my tight ass and pussy to you. You almost shoot your load right then. You enter me slowly, and I immediately push back against your erection. In a matter of moments we are going at it with a good pace. You emit a very low moan, that signals you are about to cum, and with that I push back one final time. You erupt into my pulsing pussy, and that is enough to send me over the edge. We collapse on the chaise lounge, in a pile of hot sweaty sexy flesh. We cuddle for a few minutes, when I run off to the beach. You run after me, but I reach the water before you do, and I jump right in. This time it is refreshing, and I splash at you as you come toward me. We play around in the water for a while, cleaning off ourselves. We throw the frisbee around on the beach, and have to duck behind some trees, when a boater comes along. We are both excited by the thought of being caught, playing around naked on the beach, but the boater continues along his way. We make our way to the cottage, and it is your job to start the bar-b-que for dinner. Dinner you say, is a complete surprise, and you ask that I stay inside in the living room, while I prepare it. Once everything is ready, you ask that I join you at the picnic table. We start with a fine Chablis, with a Caesar salad. We then move onto some chilled oysters. Finally, you present to me our main course, a little surf & turf, both expertly bar-b-qued by you. Finally with our appetites satisfied, we move to our chairs to have some coffee and a lemon sherbert.

With dinner complete and the dishes done, it is only 7:00pm and we have the whole evening left. What to do, what to do? We decide to watch one of the many movies that are at our disposal. We pick Mr. Holland's Opus, as we both say it is one of our favourites. We cuddle up on the couch to watch the movie. Soon the movie is over, and although I am not crying, I do have teary eyes, and notice that you have the same. You explain that you had a math teacher very similar in character to Mr Holland, and you have always enjoyed the movie. We decide to head down to the beach and roast some marshmallows. You go down to start a fire, and I come down later with some drinks and (most) importantly the marshmallows. With the fire roaring on the beach, I dare you to go into the water and stay there for 3 minutes. You run into the water, and let out a blood curdling scream as it freezes your blood. You manage to stay in for about 2 minutes before coming out, wrapping up in a blanket and standing by the fire. I tell me that it is no fair that you are wearing something. You protest, but you remove the blanket, and I start to suck on your frozen member. Soon, you are warming up quite nicely, thanks to my wonderful mouth & tongue. We break for some roasting, now that the fire is glowing very nicely. After indulging in a major sugar fix and eating about 2 dozen mallows each, we decide it's time to go to bed. We douse the fire, and hand & hand head for the cottage.

We head for bathroom to clean up and get ready for bed. You are already in bed once I have freshened up, and I snuggle up to you. You ask, if I am forgetting something, and with a shy little-girl grin tell me no, I haven't forgotten (I had just hoped you had). With the help of some silk scarves and ties, you get me spread eagled on the bed. You start to kiss me so passionately, that my sex begins to leak. You break away from those soft kisses for a moment and promise to be right back. You come back with a number of interesting items. Ice cubes, whipped cream, strawberries, a banana, some Sambuca Liqueur (good stuff), a feather and finally a razor and scissors. First, you play with the ice cubes putting them in my mouth, on my lips and neck then traveling to my breasts & nipples. You are amazed at how erect my nipples have become, and can't help nibbling on them. I express the same feelings that you had earlier, of pain versus pleasure as your tongue glances over the entire breast. Still holding the ice, you make your way down to between my legs. Because I am tied up, and my vulva is fully exposed, you have a ball with the ice. You make a trail of ice cold water starting at my toes, and you move up to the inside of my thighs. I start to move my hips slowly to avoid the cold touch, but as you move further toward your goal my movements slow down. You glide the ice ever so lightly down my full pouting lips. I wince at the contact of cold, but then revel in the contact of your hot tongue. As you get used to the ice, you are soon sliding a full ice cube into my womanly opening. The ice has made contact with my clitoris a number of times and that has sent me soaring. Suddenly, you remove the cube and replace it with your rock hard cock. I push my pelvis up, straining against my bonds, striving to make contact with your penis. You slide in easily and after only a few shorts strokes, I scream that I am cumming. You get the whipped cream, and spray some over my flushed vulva, and begin to lap away. You tell me it is a wonderful taste, the whipped cream and my lovely cream. You move up my body, and you feed me some great big red strawberries, with whipped cream,(and occasionally, my cream) of course. I delight, in the fact that I am being fed these wonderful pieces of fruit. You retrieve the banana, slowly peel it and move it toward my dripping pussy. You slide the banana up and down my parted lips, and insert in just a wee bit, and suddenly I am beginning to buck my hips again. Not wanting me to cum again (so soon) you take the banana out of my slick pussy, and bring it to my mouth, and together we eat it, starting at opposite ends. You follow that up, with dripping some Sambuca (it is a licorice tasting liqueur) on my still very pointed nipples and begin to lick it off. It sends electricity throughout my body. I ask if I can taste the liqueur, and I respond by pouring a little bit over your cock, and you feed me your hard cock. You hungrily lick the Sambuca of my cock, and start to really suck on it. The two sensations together, soon have you at the edge, and you pull out of my mouth. I scream that I want you to taste your cum. You tell me that you will soon enough, and that my time is almost up, except for a couple more things. I see the scissors and razor over on the night stand, and a worried look appears on my face. You see my concern, and tell me to relax. You take the feather and begin to lightly draw circles all over my body. My breasts now have goose bumps on them, and the nipples are standing at an even greater attention (if that is possible). You draw it down my sides, and I am a little ticklish there and I squirm a little bit. You move down to my feet, and I go a little ballistic there, as I am very ticklish there. You move the feather up the insides of my legs. I beg you to stop, between squeals. With the feather now playing lightly over my inner thighs, and new sensation begins in my groin. The very tip of the feather, is making contact with my moist lips, and it is making me buck my hips again. I want to make more contact with anything, banana, tongue, cock, strawberry, anythingbut can't because of my bonds. You see my predicament, and to help out, you stick out your tongue, and I make contact with it. After only a few flicks of your tongue on my extended clitoris, a wave of orgasmic bliss sweeps over me.

After I have come down from a tremendous climax, you release me from my bonds. I ask about the scissors and razor, and you tell me that they are for you, that you want me to shave you. The idea excites me a lot, and soon we have trimmed off most of your pubic hair, and are now applying the shaving cream. After short work, you are as bare as the day you were born. (but with much bigger equipment) We manage to trim most of the hair from your balls as well, and suddenly your cock, looks as if it were ten inches long. I apply some baby oil to your bare pubic area, and soon my hand slides down to your cock and I begin to give you a hand job. With the slickness of the oil, and that fact that you have been hard for close to an hour and a half while you played with me, you announce that you are ready to explode. You shoot a stream of cum all over my hands, and your belly. I eagerly lick it all up. You are still hard, and I ask that you take me now, and make me cum. You position yourself between my legs, while I put your cock into my super slick lovebox. Because of both of our sexual states, it doesn't take long for both of us to reach orgasm. The pounding of your cock, on my pelvis send shocks through to my clitoris, and we both climax one last time. We both collapse from exhaustion, and fall into a deep slumber.

I awaken first, the next morning and I admire your nakedness as I sit up in bed. It is late in the morning, almost 10:00am, and I get up to make coffee. I come back to bed, with two cups, and gently awaken you, with kisses all over the back of your neck. You come alive, and have a wonderful smile on your face. We cuddle in bed and remind ourselves of the evening we just had. You tell me that it was the most incredible evening you have ever had. I mention to you, that I feel the same way, and that I want you to shave me. You gasp at this, as you tell me it has always been a fantasy to shave a woman. I tell you that it was such a turn on for me, to shave you and see your naked pubes last night, that you wanted to try it. So, you ask that I go outside into the beautiful sunshine, and lie down on the picnic table, while you get the utensils.

As you come out onto the deck, you see that I have been playing lightly with my pubic hair, running my fingers through it for the last time. You ask me, if I am sure that I want to do this, and I answer very meekly, yes. You begin, by clipping the hair away with the scissors, and soon we are down to stubble. You lather the shaving cream over my pubic mound, and completely shave that area. We are left with the small hairs on my inner thighs and pussy lips. You put some more shaving cream on those areas, and ever so gently pull on the skin to make it taught, and then shave it. You are have a very hard time holding on to my lips, and I am literally leaking with my own honey. As difficult as the job is, I can see you are enjoying it so very much. You tell me, to be this close to your woman-ness (is that a word?), it is such a thrill. Soon the job is done, and I go and get a mirror so I can admire your handiwork. I am thrilled with the look, and like you amazed at how very different my vulva looks. So clean and smooth. I am still so turned on, and my lips are fully open that you bend down, and plant a long wet kiss on my exposed clit. I jump at the new sensations I am feeling, and soon are asking for your cock. You get up on the table with me, and while you lie down I get on top and we are in a tight 69 exploring each other new and improved genitals. Your wonderful mouth and tongue are doing such a great job on me that I can't hold back much longer and I flood your mouth with my juices. As my tongue plays with your cock, you slowly insert a finger into my pussy, and that sends me off into a series of mini orgasms. After we relax a little bit, I ask if you want to go for a swim, and together hand in hand we go down to the beach, and jump into the water. It's not to bad, as your cock doesn't shrivel up that much, and we playfully splash each other in the water.

After a little while, you grab me and pull me close for a kiss, and we look down into the water, and see your cock growing....again. It looks really different, up against my clean pubes. As is it getting a little cold, we make the run to the hot tub to warm up. In a matter of minutes we are warmed up, dried off and lying in the chaise lounge. In the distance we see two deer feeding, and it reminds us that it is close to 1:00 pm that we should get something to eat, and start getting ready to go home. I fix a quick lunch of cold cuts, and a veggie salad, and soon we are ready to head home. Unfortunately, we must put some clothes on for the ride home, but because we have been naked for the past two days, we find it difficult. You suggest we just put on a shirt and shorts only, nothing else (you have something on your mind). With a wicked grin and a gleam in my eye, I slip on a pair of shorts and a light t-shirt. You say good bye to my breasts and pussy. You put on a pair of extremely loose fitting shorts and a polo shirt and we start the drive home. We stop for some ice cream and a stretch at a beautiful park about an hour into the drive home. We wander off by ourselves, and sit down under a large maple tree to eat our cones. As I lick my cone, my mind starts to think of things that I could do with it, and I lean over move the leg of your shorts up, and take your soft cock into my mouth. You are taken aback by my behaviour, what with people nearby, but I tell you, that it was you that got me into this state. You deny all claims. Some kids are nearby, and you stop what you were doing, and we decide it is time we get going.

In no time we are at my place, and I invite you up for a bite to eat. No sooner are we in the door, that you give me a lip lock that takes my breath away, and I reach for your hardening prick. I tell you that since my pussy has been shaved, I have literally been in a state of constant horniness. You are not one to argue, and we make our way to my bedroom. I sit down on the bed, and grab your shorts and pull them down in one quick movement. Taking your cock into your mouth, I begin to give you the best blowjob I have ever had. Your legs buckle because of the sheer pleasure and you fall forward on the bed. I explain to you that I never really enjoyed giving head before, because of the pubic hair. Now that there is no hair, I can't seem to get enough of it. You feel the same way, and as I stand to remove my clothes, you ask me to straddle your face. Ido so willingly, and you place your entire mouth over me wet vulva. You lick my slick lips, and flick my clitoris as I scream in pleasure. I scream that it is sooooo good, and don't stop. In a matter of minutes, my hips are moving on their own accord, over and over your tongue. The waves of an orgasm are impeding, and with one final flick, I climax. You move out from under me, while I grab the headboard, you enter me from the rear. Slowly, you start at first, but I want no part of that and I push back against cock. You lean back on your haunches, while I take control of the pace (if you could call it that). I am moving up and down with blazing speed. As I tell you that I am about to cum, you whisper to me that your are going to explode as well. We climax together, and drop down to the bed exhausted and sweaty.

As we sit up in bed and cuddle, I tell you that I have never been like this before, but it is as if a fire has been started in me, and I can't control it. We make plans to get together Monday evening for more sex, and plan our vacation camping up north for week, with optional clothing.