A Visit to the Lake
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"Oh, shit. I'm gonna be late!", she exclaimed as she threw on a baby blue sundress. It was already 3:30. She only had half an hour to get to the lake, and she hadn't washed her hair! She washed her hair quickly and decided to open the car window and let the warm air dry her hair. She got to the lake just as her watch turned to 4:00. She parked in a gravel lot by the lake. There was a forest behind her as she faced the lake, and a cliff could be seen rising above the line of trees. Stepping out of her car, she looked around for her boyfriend, Micheal. She spotted him almost immediately, walking towards her with a picnic basket in one hand, and umbrella in the other, and a big smile on his face. She ran to meet him, and kissed him.
"Happy anniversary, Jean", he said, as he held her in his arms.
"What's this?", asked Jean, pointing to the basket in his hand.
"Just a little anniversary surprise for my girl", replied Micheal, smiling again.
They had been dating for 2 years after meeting at a friend's party, and since then, things had been nothing but good. Micheal treated her like a princess, and there were very few times that she didn't absolutely love being with him.
"Well", he said, "let's go."
And off they went. They walked, talked, holding hands the whole time. He led her down a forest path for quite a while, and then took a less-worn path through the trees. As they walked, the trees got thicker and thicker, and when Jean thought it was impossible to go any farther, the trees stopped, and they stepped into a clearing in the dense forest. It was almost impossible to see 10 feet outside the circle, which gave them complete privacy. Micheal laid down a blanket, and Jean sat down. He then proceeded to lay out the homemade meal he had prepared, which consisted of turkey sandwiches, macaroni salad, garden fresh baby carrots, chocolate mousse for dessert, and a bottle of pink champagne.
"Oh, my! This is incredible!", she gasped.
"Well, this is our 2-year anniversary. Wait until tonight. We're going into town for supper. I have made plans that will make this lunch pale in comparison", he said, with a large smile.
They finished their meal, and were sipping champagne. Jean leaned over and kissed Micheal.
"Thank you for the meal. It was delicious", she said, stroking his face.
"Anything for you, my love. Now let's go for a walk"
They made their way back to the path, and started down it again. After a while, the path became paved and a sign notified them that they were now on the lake's walking paths.
"I want to show you something, Jean", said Micheal. "Follow me".
He led her to the cliff that overlooked the lake and forest. From here, you could see the whole lake, and flocks of birds were flying overtop, catching food. Perched near the edge of the cliff was a gazebo with a bench under it. They sat on the bench, and she snuggled up next to him.
"It's beautiful", Jean said. "How in the world did I end up so lucky?"
She leaned over and kissed him passionately. After a while, Jean's breath became more labored.
"We still have a long time until we need to leave. Maybe we could go back to the clearing, and I can thank you properly", she said.
"Well...", said Micheal, with a naughty twinkle in his eye, "there aren't many people around here...Do you want to thank me right here?"
"Right here? In the open? I don't know....We might get caught", replied Jean, a tinge of excitement in her voice.
"No one on the path would be able to see anything if they passed by. We could get away with it", he said, and with that, he kissed her again.
"I guess we could, couldn't we?", she said, with a little giggle. She kissed him again, and after a while, he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. He explored her mouth, and played with her tongue. They continued for a while, kissing and stroking each other. Micheal's hand caressed Jean's side, and slowly he made his way down, stroking her thigh, the cool breeze sending a chill up her spine. He stopped kissing her lips and started kissing her neck. He sucked gently on her neck, and she enjoyed the warmth. He pulled back and blew gently on her neck, and the wet spot he left on her neck turned cold. She arched her back slightly, and took in a slow, deep breath. He resumed kissing her, and moved lower until his lips were in between her breasts. He moved his hand up, and gently started fondling her breasts through her dress. He could feel her nipples harden. He rolled one of the nipples between his index finger and thumb, and at this she emitted a low, soft moan. She moved her hand to his jeans, and felt the bulge that was forming in his pants. As he continued to softly pinch her nipple, she started to squirm with pleasure. She unzipped his pants and slipped her hand inside. She massaged his cock with her hand, and she could feel him getting excited. He removed his hand from her breast and moved under her skirt. He put his arm around her, and she used it to move around, giving him better access to her now hot pussy. He worked his fingers around the strap of her thong, and he slowly tugged her thong off, putting it in his pocket. The cool air ran across her dampness, giving her goosebumps all over her body. She pulled his erection out of his pants, and massaged the length of his hard shaft. Micheal returned his hand under her skirt, and ran his index finger up and down the length of her slit. When she was wet enough, he slipped a finger into her sopping hole, at the same time rubbing her clit with his thumb. She gasped and started breathing quicker. She increased the pace of her hand on his dick, and his hips started to move slightly. He now had his whole index finger buried in her, and she was dripping wet. He slipped another finger into her, never removing his thumb from her hard clit.
"Ooohhh", she quietly moaned, "Mmmmmhmmmmm.....yes....."
Her waist started rotating, and each thrust of his finger was met by her hips. By now her juices were flowing freely, and his fingers worked their way in and out of her dripping snatch. After a while, she released his throbbing member, stood up, and sat down on his lap, burying his cock up to the hilt in one thrust. As she did this, she gasped, and closed her eyes. She was facing the same way he was, and she leaned back, opened her eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of the adrenaline that was coursing through her veins. They continued to fuck, and his breathing became ragged. He was panting right in her ear, and this turned her on immensely. She started moaning, and her movements became faster. She ran her hands along the outside of his thighs, and could feel the contractions of his ass muscles as he thrust his cock into her. All of a sudden, they heard footsteps in the distance.
"Let's go!", exclaimed Jean, fear in her voice.
"No. Just wait until they pass", he replied.
They both held their breath as two women jogged past them. Just before the women passed, they stopped.
"Rachel, look! The view up here in incredible!", gasped the woman.
The two women moved in front of Micheal and Jean to admire the view, unaware that the couple behind them was having sex. The couple barely made any movements, and Micheal was scared that Jean might let a moan escape her lips. They couldn't run now. The woman they assumed was Rachel looked back.
"Isn't it beautiful?", she asked Micheal and Jean
"Oh, god...It's awesome...", said Jean.
After what seemed like ages, the silence was broken by the other woman.
"Well, we must be going"
With that, the two women jogged off. When they could not be heard anymore, Jean resumed her motions, this time she was about ready to explode from the excitement of almost being caught. She started moaning loudly, bucking her hips in the air. Micheal started moaning and grunting, and Jean could feel he was almost ready. He reached around, and started rubbing her love button, which brought her closer to climax. She could feel it coming, and her orgasm caused her eyes to roll into the back of her head. Her whole body tightened up, and her fingernails dug into Micheal's ass. She could feel the warmth of his cum as he shot his load deep in her. He kept thrusting as wave after wave of mind-numbing pleasure came over her. After about a minute, he dick started going limp, and she could move again. She got up, sat down beside Micheal again, and he held her close. They kissed again, and snuggled down and watched the birds over the lake. After about half an hour, Micheal spoke up and told Jean that they needed to go get ready for supper. They gathered their things from the clearing and walked back to her car. It had been a wonderful lunch, but Jean didn't realize the plans Micheal had in store for supper...
Written by Puterboy