I took Donna by the hand and led her back across the meadow, toward the pines. I glanced over at her and once again, I couldn't help but stare at her nude body.
"Damn, you are so hot!" I breathed. "I can't believe you love being nude like this."
"Nor I, you." Donna replied. "Bobby never wanted to do this. I was beginning to think I'd never have the opportunity to walk around nude outdoors again. You've opened up a whole new chapter in my life."
"Really?" I inquired.
"Oh yeah! I love being nude outside; walking around, playing with myself, having sex..."
I stopped and faced Donna. I kissed her passionately on the mouth and squeezed her full tits.
"I want to watch you walking around naked, Donna. I want to watch you play with yourself and I want to fuck you so bad.
"I want to fuck you in the meadow. I want to fuck you in the pines. I want to fuck you in the creek. I want to fuck you in the waterfall. I want to fuck you in the cabin in front of the fire, and I want to fuck you on the edge of the road in the middle of the night.
"I want to fuck you on your back. I want to fuck you doggy-style and feel your tits hanging down while I cum in you. I want to lie on my back and have you ride me so I can squeeze your tits while I cum in your cunt. I want-"
Donna interrupted me by placing her finger across my lips.
"Shh." she said soothingly. "We have all the time in the world."
"We do?" I queried.
Donna nodded.
"Yes, my Love."
At that point, I realized this was the third and final clue. Donna was mine if I wanted her. All I had to do, was say the right thing.
"Let's move up here." I suggested.
Donna beamed. I had chosen the correct words.
"Oh yes." she agreed. "I want to spend the rest of my life in the nude, here with you. Now, take me to the creek. I want to swim nude."
I led Donna through the woods, descending several hundred feet to the creek. We emerged from the woods about one hundred feet downstream from the base of the falls, and headed upstream, along the creek bank.
Before long, we stepped onto a huge flat chunk of stone, about twenty feet wide, thirty feet long, and ten feet thick. Through the middle ran the creek; a v-shaped depression that spilled over the edge and cascaded a few feet down into the pool. Donna once again struck her incredibly sexy pose and leapt into the pool with a huge splash.
The water formed a line just below her massive hangers, indicating it was more than deep enough to swim, and Donna began to swim, enjoying her skinny dip. I sat on the edge of the rock with my legs dangling into the water and Donna approached me.
"I already sucked your dick." she said with a smile. "Come in here with me."
I slipped into the cool water and felt the sensation of it flowing around my genitals as I swam toward Donna, the queen of naturism. She grabbed me by the cock and hoisted me upwards.
"Oh, you fucking whore!" I exclaimed.
"What did you just call me?" Donna demanded.
"A whore. A fucking whore!" I repeated.
"I'm not your whore." Donna stated. "Let me make that perfectly clear. I am your squaw, and I will obey your every word and command."
My gaze focused on Donna's tits, which were floating in the clear, cool water. It suddenly dawned on me, what her place was, in our relationship. I was the master; the brave. She was the squaw; the submissive little whore that liked being nude outside.
"Get up Squaw." I instructed.
Donna stood and faced me.
"Get out of the water. Get up on that rock and lay on your back. Your master is about to fuck your cunt but hard."
Donna smiled; a huge, beaming smile that seemed to radiate an aura of sexuality.
"Fuck me, Captain John Smith." she said, licking her lips.
"Get on your back, Pocahontas. This White man is going to fuck your native cunt so hard you won't know what hit you."
"Ooh, fuck me, White master." Donna whispered. "Fuck your little Indian squaw."
Donna lay on her back across the wide rock, and spread her legs. For the first time, I saw the result of her three childbearing chronicles. Her cunt was gaping wide open; much too loose for most men to handle, but more than inviting for me. I didn't even need to search for an opening; my cock slid into her loose cunt without any fanfare.
"Fuck me!" Donna gasped, as I slammed my cock in and out of her loose cunt.
Her tits jiggled like jelly on her chest, as I fucked her like the cheap little whore she was.
"Oh shit!" Donna screamed. "I'm going to cum! Holy shit, you're in for a surprise!"
I continued my rhythmic pounding of her cunt, and I suddenly became aware of a warm wetness showering my face. To my surprise, jets of milk were erupting from Donna's nipples. Her hips bucked and her feet kicked, as she crested a powerful orgasm.
Milk continued to spew from her tits for several seconds, before it finally waned.
"You're a milkmaid!" I exclaimed. "Oh my god, you're a fucking angel."
"After my last child, I didn't want it to end." Donna confessed. "So I bought a goat milking machine. Every day, I pump my tits and it feels so good. No one seems to notice that we never buy milk."
I clasped my hands on each side of my face.
"You're supplying your family's milk?" I burst out. "You
are
a gift."
"I'm a freak, I know it." Donna admitted. "Please don't think any less of me. I don't want to lose a friend."
"You're not losing a friend." I explained. "You're gaining a chief. I am going to milk you every day, like the cow you are. You're even going to wear a bell around your neck. Your new name will be 'She Who Milks Like Cow,' or 'Cheap Little Whore;' whichever you like better."
"Call me whatever you want." Donna replied. "I'm your squaw; your little whore; your milkmaid."
"Right now," I interjected, "you are my cum whore. That's it, Bitch! Take my cock. I'm cumming in your cunt. I'm cumming in your cunt, Donna! Holy shit, I'm cumming in your fucking cunt! Oh Baby, I'm cumming in your submissive whore cunt!"
I spurted inside Donna's cunt; filling her belly with my warm semen. I rolled off of her and lay on my back on the rock; the sun warming both of us.
"I love you." I finally panted.
