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12 Mayıs 2023, 20:08
My boyfriend Mark was getting his things ready to go to his family's cabin at Douglas Lake, which was about an hour and a half's drive from Asheville Tennessee, where we both lived.He had shown me pictures of the small cabin his family had at the lake and I had always thought it was so beautiful there. Especially this time of year with all the fall colors on the trees... it was like a picture postcard."Oh Mark, I wish I could go with you. From the pictures you've shown me it must be just lovely up there. And the peace and quiet?you are so lucky!" I said when he called me to tell me he was leaving."Well, maybe next time. This time Tommy and I are going up for a guys weekend," he said. "I'll be back in a couple of days.""Okay," I said and hung up the phone. But it wasn't okay. I wanted to go with him to the lake. I would miss him while he was gone and I wanted to see this lake for myself. I puttered around my house, trying to find something to get my mind off it all when the phone rang a few minutes later."Hello?""Hi, hon, it's me. Hey, do you still want to go to the lake?" he asked."Sure! Why do you ask?" I asked."Well, Tommy couldn't make it, he has to work. I guess the shop needed an extra hand and he could use the money. So since we have all this already packed up and ready to go, I wanted to see if you wanted to see the lake and the cabin.""Oh, Mark yes! I would love to go! But I don't have anything packed!" I said."You don't need much, just your clothes. Tommy said you could borrow his sleeping bag and we have extra gear at the cabin. Everything else is already taken care of.""Oh, I would love to go with you to the cabin!" I could hardly contain my excitement."Well then throw a few things into a suitcase and I will swing by and pick you up. We'll be gone today, Saturday, and come back late Sunday," he said.I hung up the phone and immediately threw some clothes into my beat-up suitcase. I had just finished packing when Mark's truck pulled up in front of my house. He put my suitcase in Üsküdar Escort (http://www.34f5.com/) the back with his gear and then helped me get in the truck. He was always such a gentleman.The drive to the lake was very scenic and I spent most of it just admiring the scenery. Once we got there, Mark unloaded the truck and I set about getting things organized.I'm what Mark calls a "nester" and for the next couple days, this was going to be our home so I made it comfortable. Mark knew enough to let me do my thing indoors and he went to check out the outside of the cabin and the property it sat on.It was late in the day when we got to the cabin, so we spent it just hanging out at the cabin. We took a walk along a trail to enjoy nature and see some squirrels gathering the last food stores before winter.They set to chattering as we got close but when Mark pulled a couple of pieces of bread he'd brought and we fed them they were more hospitable!*We were enjoying our walk when the weather suddenly turned. It started getting windy and there was a definite "heaviness" to the air."We'd better head back before it starts to rain," Mark said. "These rain showers can pop up out of nowhere!"His words would prove much more visionary than either of us knew.About halfway back to the cabin, the skies opened up and in seconds we were both drenched. It had been nice and warm when we left Asheville so we were both wearing just our light shirts, jeans, and sneakers.It only took a minute or so to make us look like a couple of drowned rats as we raced back to the cabin as quickly as we could go without turning an ankle on an ill-placed rock or tree root.*When we made it back to the cabin and shelter we laughed at how we had gotten soaked. "I guess we'd better get out of these wet clothes before we catch pneumonia or something!" Mark said."Yes, I'm freezing!" I said.*The cabin wasn't very big and it only had one main room in it. It was built for Mark and his parents so they didn't need a lot of room. There Üsküdar Escort Bayan (http://www.34f5.com/) wasn't even a bathroom in it?an outhouse about 150 feet away from the cabin served that purpose. There was a small portable camping toilet for late-night calls, but they tried to keep those to a minimum so they wouldn't have to dump it (a nasty job from what Mark told me!)"I'll step outside while you change into dry clothes," Mark said."Don't be silly Mark, it's raining cat and dogs out there! Even under the porch, you will still get wet. Besides, you're my boyfriend... seeing me in my underwear should be pretty tame stuff, don't you think?" I said.I giggled at his sense of chivalry, but actually, I found it quite charming. Most of the other boys we knew wouldn't hesitate a moment to get a peek?or more?at a girl if they were alone together like this. But Mark was nothing if not a gentleman."All right then we'll get undressed together," he said. Then he proceeded to pull his soaked t-shirt up over his head and hung it up to dry next to the fireplace. I stood there watching him in awe for a few moments. I had always been impressed with his chest especially when he wasn't wearing a shirt.He had an incredible body, fit and muscular without being bodybuilder grotesque. I liked muscles sure but I didn't like them to be so enormous that they guy looked like a freak as some bodybuilders do. Mark had just the right combination and I could feel my pussy dampening as I watched him hang up his wet shirt.He turned to see me watching him. "Okay now it's your turn!" he said, sitting down and getting ready for the show.I had never done a striptease before but I'd see a few on Youtube and had a pretty good idea what to do. I began swaying to the music in my head watching his face as I slowly unbuttoned my wet shirt. I teased him as I opened it just a little, just enough to give him hope but that's all.I knew I was getting to him when I saw him change position sitting on the bed. I watched Escort Üsküdar (http://www.34f5.com/) as his hand absent-mindedly went to his crotch and he began rubbing his cock?which had swelled to an admirable size already. I licked my lips and then I turned up the heat for him by getting between his legs and brushing his face with my bra.Even wet as it was it still turned him on to have my tits in his face. I turned around and stood there waiting for him to unfasten the bra strap which he did in short order. I held my bra up as I turned around then revealed what was under it.Turning back around I slipped my jeans down and off then began grinding in his lap. I knew that normally a guy isn't supposed to touch the stripper but when Mark's hands went up my sides to my tits it felt so damn good I didn't have the heart to tell him no!Instead, I just moaned my pleasure and that seemed to make him all the hotter. Of course, grinding my sopping pussy on his hard cock wasn't cooling me down any either and it was a hard call as to who was getting hotter.When he pulled me down hard on his lap and reached around to play with my pussy, I moaned my protest, "No fair... you not supposed to touch a stripper!"*But we both knew that my protest was only half-hearted at best. In reality, I wanted him to rip off what few clothes I still had on and fuck me like there was no tomorrow!As if to prove he could do what he wanted to his "stripper" his hand slipped under my panties and his fingers plunged into my aching pussy."Oh God, Mark!" I cried as his fingers started churning inside me, working my pussy to a frenzy. I leaned my head back on his right shoulder and reached back with my left hand to stroke his cheek.This left my left side exposed and he wasted no time using that hand to reach around and play with my left tit, caressing it and pinching the nipple gently pulling on it and rolling it between his fingers.With one hand in my pussy and the other making my tits happy, I was a wriggling, moaning mess! I was more turned on than I could remember ever being."Oh, Mark! Oh yes, baby, right there! Keep doing that! Oh fuck, you're making me crazy!" I moaned almost hysterically as I squirmed and wriggled on his lap. I was moving around so much that had it not been for his strong arm around me I'd have fallen off his lap.