Up a Cree

Anya struggled to push herself out of her kayaks cockpit coaming while trying desperately to keep a grip on her paddle. The water wasn't as cold as it had been earlier in the spring, but the sudden dunking and finding herself upside down in the chilly water still had her disoriented.

She managed to kick her legs free and pull herself up to the surface exactly like she had trained and practiced so many times. As Anya's head broke the surface in a spray of droplets and an explosive gasp for air a ski boat that had just passed and capsized her circled back. Anya spit out a mouthful of water as the people on the boat laughed raucously before gunning the engine and speeding away.

"Bastards!" Any yelled at the rapidly retreating boat.

Anya kicked over to her overturned Eddyline kayak and managed to right it before slipping her paddle beneath the deck lines behind the kayak's cockpit. What had started off as a beautiful, cloudless day perfect for kayaking along the slough had instantly been ruined by a few assholes with undersized dicks, an oversize boat and a few beers. Anya unsnapped her paddle float from where she had it secured on the back deck before slipping it over the end of her paddle blade farthest away from her kayak. With the makeshift pontoon in place Anya paddled back to her kayak to start untying her sump pump.

"Do you need any help?" a man's voice yelled causing Anya to flinch and her head to bob beneath the surface of the water again.

Anya came back to the surface spluttering before managing to turn in a circle to see where the voice had came from. A second ski boat was bobbing in the water only a dozen feet away, its engine idling so quietly that Anya hadn't heard it approach.

"No!" Anya yelled angrily, "You've done enough already thank you!"

"Whoa," the man said with his hands upraised palms out before him, "You'd think I was the one who capsized you!

"Sure you don't need any help at all?"

"I'm fine!" Anya snapped, realizing that the man in the boat really hadn't had anything to do with what had just happened and feeling just a little ashamed.

Anya began to turn around to finish getting her sump pump loose before she hesitated as something about the man seemed vaguely familiar. Anya's jaw dropped and she felt her cheeks begin to heat when recognition finally hit. The man's dirty blond hair that seemed to always be in need of a comb had her remembering all the times she had watched him walk past the front of her apartment with his German Sheppard. She began to blush even more when she recalled all the times she had sat in her favorite chair in the morning wearing nothing but panties after having just got out of bed while fantasizing about inviting the man in as he walked by.

She wasn't sure how many times this man had managed to help her start the day with a pleasurable start, but she could not believe that he was here now trying to rescue her.

"Are you sure you're Ok?" the man asked once more worriedly.

"Yea," Anya said apologetically, "I'm sorry I snapped, but you know..."

"Well, you just got capsized and probably on purpose to," the man said a bit angrily himself, "That gives you an excuse to get a little snappy in my book."

"Assholes," Anya said as she bobbled in the waves, her lifejacket easily keeping her afloat.

"No argument with you there," the man said with a smile, "Listen, there's a sandbar about a quarter mile down river. Why don't you give me your tow line and climb on board, I'll tow your boat down to the bar and you can dump the water out of your kayak."

"I've got a pump," Anya replied, bobbing in the waves that were being reflected off the hull of the ski boat as it slapped down into the water.

"Are you sure?" the man asked, "It's no problem and I wouldn't mind anchoring to get out and stretch a bit myself."

Anya's stomach knotted as she really saw the man standing in the ski boat and more importantly noticed that he was wearing only a pair of swim trunks, his flat stomach and chest bare.

"You live over by Birch Lane, don't you," Anya suddenly asked.

"A couple of blocks from there," the man said in surprise, "Do I know you?"

"Well, no," Anya replied hastily, "But I've seen you walking your German Sheppard by my house a couple of times in the mornings."

"Small world," the man laughed, "I'm Jake by the way and now you have to let me help you since we're neighbors!"

Anya looked up at Jake's smiling face and noticed his eyes which were a beautiful blue gray before suddenly deciding.

"Alright," Anya said, unclipping the bow towline on her kayak and slipping her paddle from beneath the deck lines before swimming over to the transom of the ski boat.

Anya handed the towline and paddle up to Jake who then reached a callused hand down to Anya and pulled her easily up onto the boat. Water sluiced off Anya's body as she stepped barefoot into the boat.

"I hope you don't mind me getting water everywhere," Anya said in embarrassment as water dripped off her body.

"It's a boat," Jake laughed, "And you are?"

"Anya," Anya replied, her face heating again.

"Well, it's very nice to meet you Anya, although I wish it was under better circumstances," Jake replied with a smile.

"There's towels under the seat there if you want to dry off," Jake said as he tied the towline to a cleat and sat down behind the ski boat's steering wheel, "I'll take it easy until we get up to the sand bar so I don't flip your kayak again."

Anya lifted the seat and found a stack of fluffy white towels before selecting one. The ski boat barely shifted as Jake eased the throttle forward just enough to get the boat underway as he watched Anya's kayak closely. Anya glanced back at her kayak which was still over half full of water to make sure it wasn't going to capsize before unbuckling her life jacket and hastily toweling off. She was glad that today was warm since her bikini shorts and sports top were completely soaked. As Anya finished she smiled as she caught Jake quickly turning around from where he had been watching her.

"Where do you live exactly?" Jake asked with a glance at Anya as she sat in the seat opposite him.

"At the Sandals Apartments on Birch," Anya said as she stretched out in the seat while keeping Jake in the corner of her eye.

"Those always seemed like nice apartments," Jake replied.

Anya smiled again as she caught Jake peeking at her, his eyes traveling from her legs up to her auburn hair and back down to her legs again. When Anya looked over at Jake he smiled before turning his attention back to the river.

Anya's pulse began to race as she looked at Jake sitting in the seat next to her and thought about all the times she had made herself cum while daydreaming about him and his walks by her apartment in the morning. Granted, mornings tended to be the horniest part of the day for her and she couldn't be blamed if he tended to walk by at what just happened to be the time she usually took care of that particular ache, but now he was sitting next to her after 'rescuing' her and from the sudden bulge in his swim trunks he was more than a little interested in her as well. Jake glanced at Anya, still smiling and she suddenly made up her mind.

"Do you mind if I try to get my top dry?" Anya asked innocently.

"Uh, no, go right ahead," Jake replied, "There's more towels under the seat, use as many as you like."

"That's ok," Anya said as she pulled her sports top over her head.

Jake did a double take as Anya stood up to first twist and squeeze as much water out of her yellow sports bra over the side of the boat before draping it over the window frame so that it would dry in the breeze. Anya tried to hide a smile when she saw his eyes lingering on her firm B cup breasts.

"I hope this is Ok," Anya said with a smile of her own as she noticed the bulge in Jake's swim trunks jerk.

"Ah, no... definitely not a problem!" Jake said with a grin, "In fact you could always dry your shorts too!"

"Really?" Anya said innocently as she watched Jake, "You wouldn't mind?"

Anya couldn't believe what she was doing as she stood up to push her black bikini shorts down until they pooled around her feet. She leaned over and picked them up before wringing them out over the side and hanging them beside her top, twisting her body enough so that Jake, who was staring unabashed at Anya's body could see her smooth waxed mound before sitting back down.

"Ah... I think I need to rescue beautiful women out of the river more often," Jake said in a breathless voice as he glanced from the river ahead to Anya sitting naked beside him.

Anya had never been an exhibitionist and had never in her life been naked even on a nude beach, yet now she was stretched out in her seat, luxuriating in the feel of the sun shining down on every inch of her skin as the excitements of having Jake stare at her naked body raced through her. She smiled as she turned to look at Jake who was still trying to stare at Anya while at the same time pay attention to where he was steering.

It had been over a year since the last time Anya had made love and she suddenly realized with an intensity that surprised her that she didn't want to make love, she wanted to fuck. Her entire body cried out to be used by this gorgeous man who she had spied upon repeatedly and she wanted to use him just as much.

"I've always wondered what happened in the stories after the knights in shining armor rescued the damsels in distress and carried them off into the sunset," Anya said huskily.

Jake turned to stare at Anya before suddenly throttling the boat back and turning the engine off. He hastily stood up and walked to the bow of the boat, tying a heavy line to a cleat before tossing an anchor over the side. After checking the anchor and line he finally turned back to Anya.

"I always assumed they got to claim their reward," Jake said as he walked back to where Anya was sitting with her legs slightly spread, her hand cupping her mound, "Can I claim my reward now instead of waiting until after sunset?"

"Oh, yes," Anya whispered, "You can have me as your reward if you want me."

Anya barely noticed as another ski boat came racing by, rocking the boat and causing Jake to stumble slightly as she walked back towards Anya with a hungry expression that caused her pulse to race. Anya watched, transfixed as he pulled on the strings of his navy blue swim trunks before letting them slip down his thighs to be kicked to the side as he took another step towards her. Anya's eyes were drawn to Jake's already hard dick as it stood at attention in front of him, pleasantly surprised that he was shaved and just as smooth as she was. Anya's lower belly tingled in anticipation as she saw how long and thick he was while unconsciously spreading her legs wider.

"God, you're beautiful," Jake said as he dropped to his knees in front of Anya, his fingers stroking the inside of her thighs from her knee up to her mound and back.

Anya moaned as she removed her hand from where she had been cupping and rhythmically squeezing herself, her palm already wet and slick from her nectar. Anya ran her hands over her aching, trembling stomach, her eyes never leaving Jake's face as he leaned forward and began kissing the smooth skin of her mound.

"Oooooohhhhhhh," Anya moaned, her hands slipping up to cup and squeeze her breasts while Jake placed one slow, sensual kiss after another on her smooth mound without ever coming closer to her aching pussy.

Anya's fingers found her nipples and began to pinch and twist them as Jake continued to tease her, tracing the gentle swell of her mound with the tip of his tongue but never quite finding the crease of her pussy while stroking the inside of her thighs with his fingers. She knew without a doubt that if he continued doing exactly what he was doing she was going to cum without him ever having so much as spread her apart.

Jake looked up, his eyes finding Anya's and then finally let his tongue slip between her wet labia, slowly tracing a blistering line from her perineum to the hood of her clit, his fingertips lightly caressing and stroking her labia.

"Ohhhhhhh, son of a bitch!" Anya sighed as Jake used his fingers to spread her open, the warm breeze blowing across her gaping vulva sending shivers through her body as she continued to pinch and twist her nipples.

Suddenly Jake began to suck on Anya's exposed clit while at the same moment he slipped two of his fingers into her pussy and began to massage the top of her sheath over the exact spot that always drove Anya nuts. The combination of the two sensations after Jake's relentless teasing was too much for Anya as she felt her body stiffen, the pleasure forcing her over that magical, wonderful cliff as her orgasm engulfed her. Anya's lifted her hips up off the seat involuntarily while her pussy clenched down on Jake's probing fingers, her stomach muscles rippling as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed through her and she pinched her nipples hard enough to be painful.

"Unnnh, unnnh, unnnh!" Anya whimpered as Jake never relented or even slowed.

Jake continued to explore her pussy, his fingers probing deep inside of her pressing down against the edge of her perineum with enough force to force her bucking ass down against her seat and then switching to rubbing her G spot to slipping deep enough inside of her to run a fingertip around her cervix. Even while Jake's fingers sent waves of pleasure through Anya he continued to devour her pussy switching between sucking and tugging on her swollen lips to just holding his tongue against her throbbing clit and allowing her to set the pressure and speed by moving her hips and then licking her dripping nectar from her perineum.

Somewhere from far away Anya heard the sound of another boat passing by accompanied by cheers and shouts of encouragement and realized she could care less how many people saw her fucking her amazing rescuer.

"I want inside of you," Jake breathed as he broke away from Anya's quivering pussy to look up along her stomach and breasts to her face.

Anya nodded while staring back, Jake reaching up to take her hands away from her painfully erect nipples and pull her up before leading her to the bow of the boat. The seats at the bow formed a large, padded V that Jake laid Anya down on before taking both of her feet in his hands and spreading her legs apart. Anya looked down at Jake's erect dick and wanted to suck on him, take him into her mouth, but wanted that wonderful hard cock inside of her even more.

"I want you to fuck me!" Anya said as she reached out to take Jake's dick and pull and guide him down towards her.

"I don't have a condom," Jake said apologetically as he hovered uncertainly over Anya's body.

"I don't care," Anya moaned desperately, "I'm on the pill and if you're not sure you can pull out and I'll let you cum on my face or in my mouth."

Jake didn't need any other encouragement and lay down on top of Anya while she guided him to her vulva. She ran the head of his cock up and down between her wet folds for a moment before placing his tip inside of her gaping body.

"Yesss," Jake exclaimed, his hips thrusting and driving his dick inside of Anya the moment he felt her wet heat against the head of his dick, Anya exclaiming and arching her back at the feel of him stretching her open and penetrating her.

Anya gasped in both pleasure and pain as Jake's entire seven inches slipped effortlessly into her. It had been over a year since she had last had sex and Jake was much larger, so much thicker than her last lover which really did make it both painful and intensely erotic to have him take her as suddenly and forcefully as he did.

Anya wrapped her legs around Jake's waist as he began to thrust into her, her body rocking forward with a gasp each time his abdomen slapped wetly against hers. In seconds the exquisite pain of Jake penetrating her dissolved into bliss, her toes curling and fingertips tingling as she felt her pussy clencheed down on Jake with every thrust as he held himself off of her with his arms.

"Oh god, I'm cumming!" Anya moaned as she gripped Jake's waist with her legs while he thrust into her.

"I can feel you squeezing," Jake gasped without missing a stroke, "Damn you feel so tight!

"God, you are so beautiful!"

Anya realized that she was hyperventilating as she repeatedly took short, desperate gasps for air with her hands entwined and pulling in her hair, her hips bucking up to meet each of Jake's thrusts as her pussy continued to clench down rhythmically.

Anya wanted to get fucked, to be mercilessly pounded and Jake was doing everything she could demand and then more as he continued to rock her forward on the padded seat. Anya could feel herself building towards an even bigger orgasm as her abdomen tightened and her bladder began to feel full even as she continued to have multiple smaller orgasms with each of Jake's thrusts. Suddenly Anya couldn't control herself as she screamed out and thrust her hips up to meet Jake thrust for thrust, her arms reaching up and pulling him down to her so that she could finally kiss his mouth as he continued to hammer into her.

"Unnnnngggggghhhhhh," Anya screamed as she gripped Jake's ass in both of her hands, pulling him towards her as she thrust her hips up accompanied by the wet slapping sound of their bodies coming together.

Anya's cries of passion just drove Jake on, his pacing increasing as well as the force behind each of his thrusts, the boat beginning to rock in time with their passion she felt his entire body stiffen. Anya pulled Jake to her, pressing the entire length of her body against his as she felt his seed explode inside of her. She could feel the added warmth and wetness, savored the feel of Jake's hot seed inside of her as well as it leaking out of her to run down between her ass as his length jerked again and again inside of her.

"You feel amazing inside of me!" Anya moaned as Jake began to pump slowly into her after he had finished cumming, her pussy still clenching down on him hungrily.

"That was.... intense," Jake said breathlessly as he continued to slip his dick in and out of Anya slowly and gently.

Anya laughed in delight at his expression, a combination of surprise and contentment.

"I take it you don't rescue to many damsels in distress so this is still all a bit new to you," Anya teased before nibbling on Jake's shoulder.

"Can I..." Jake started, still slipping slowly in and out of Anya.

"Can you what?" Anya asked with a smile as she looked up into Jake's eyes.

"Would you mind if I... if I went down on you again?" Jake asked uneasily, "Right now?"

Anya's eyes flew open as she looked up into Jake's, the idea of a guy going down on her after making love never before having crossed her mind. It took her only a second to decide that if this gorgeous stud wanted to go down on her before, during, or after they made love she would never complain even for a second and nodded. Jake pulled all the way out of Anya before sitting up while his fingers traced her pussy lips delicately sending shivers up and down Anya's back.

"I'd really like it if we 69," Jake explained as he played with Anya's pussy.

Anya glanced down at Jake's semi flaccid dick covered in a sheen of thick, milky cum and her own juice and bit the inside of her lip. Today was turning into a day of so many firsts, but Anya could feel her jaw aching and mouth watering while she stared at his length.

"I'd love to," Anya said as she sat up and let Jake lay down.

As soon as Jake was down Anya climbed on top of him, positioning herself so that her very wet pussy wouldn't drip down on his face and was surprised when Jake moved directly beneath her before pulling her hips down towards him. Anya could still feel a mixture of her nectar and Jake's cum leaking out of her pussy and her eyes flew open as Jake covered her opening with his mouth and shoved his tongue deep into her. Waves of pleasure began to radiate out from her pussy and Anya reached down to grip Jake's flacid dick in her hand and squeeze gently.