Through the Bac Fence

Through the Back Fence

5

A Day at the Lake

One of the things Linda and I do what we have a chance on a nice summer day or even on those mild winter days we get here in California is go up to a lake in the foothills about twenty miles from town.

It has a boat ramp, picnic area, restrooms and a nice sandy beach near the main parking lot and, further away from the parking area and beach, areas where trees and vegetation comes almost to the waterline, hiking trails and, because of the lake's irregular shape, lots of little coves.

We're not boaters. To me, a boat is a hole in the water you throw money into. I do a little fishing from time to time, but I'm catch and release. When we want fish, there's a nice little seafood restaurant in town.

No, we go to the lake for a nice hike and because you never know what you're going to see, walking around up there.

This particular time, we were up there on a Saturday.

It's always...stimulating....for us to walk around the lake on a nice summer day. You've got your families in the picnic area near the beach, people swimming in the swimming area, people on the beach sunning, all kinds of bodies male and female, young and old, fit and not so fit. Out of all the people, there are always a couple of younger guys in their Speedos or board shorts and girls and women in revealing bikinis. As we walk along the shoreline, Linda frequently has a comment or two about some of the guys, and girls, we see.

We were on one of the hiking trails around the lake, away from the more public areas, I in shorts and a t-shirt and Linda in a sundress over a bikini, both of us in our walking shoes.

The hiking trails wind around through the trees and bushes and close to the shoreline in some areas and in some it comes down close to one of the more secluded coves that has a small sandy area at the water's edge.

As we approached one such spot, we saw a canoe pulled part way up onto the sand and a couple, man and woman lying on towels in the sand, both lying on their backs side by side, naked, swim suits next to a small ice chest nearby.

Of course, we approached cautiously, quietly and with their feet toward the water they didn't see us above them in the trees and bushes.

He was fit and tan with dark hair and she was blonde, slim, hair in a ponytail, both smooth and hairless between their tanned thighs.

As we watched them from the shade of a group of scrub pines, they said something to each other we could not hear as his hand moved to her upper thigh and then up and over a large, firm breast. As his fingers brushed her nipple, her hand moved down his body, finally coming to rest with her fingers wrapped around the shaft of his growing cock.

Linda gripped my upper arm with her hand as the woman turned and sat up on her spread knees beside him, her back to us, bent to him and took his cock in her mouth. Her knees spread as they were, her smooth, meaty pussy lips were clearly visible to us as she bent to his crotch, head slowly bobbing up and down and his hand slid over her mound and a finger parted those lips and slid inside her.

She sucked his cock while he fingered her pussy for a minute and then she sat up again, and moved over him, a tanned leg on each side of his hips as her hand moved between them, clearly guiding him inside her as she began to ride his stiff rod and his hands moved to her breasts, fingering her nipples as she sat above him.

She moved slowly at first but then gradually leaned forward onto her hands, her speed increasing, her hips moving up and down, faster and faster, riding his hard cock, her breasts bouncing above his face.

Even from this distance we could watch his legs and chest tighten, his hips trust up to meet hers and she stopped, then moved slowly up and down on him as he was clearly cumming inside her.

They both were motionless for minutes and then she rolled from him and lay beside him again but this time she spread her legs wide and pulled her knees back and turned her face to him and said something as he rolled to her, his head moving between her thighs as he began to lick and tongue her pussy.

It wasn't long before we heard a gasp and groan even from where we stood watching, her hands moving to the back of his head and her knees coming together to hold him as her whole body tensed and then began to tremble as her orgasm overtook her.

My wife's grip on my upper arm was almost painful as we watched the woman's climax and I did not dare touch myself through my shorts for fear I would explode as he had minutes before.

As the man rolled from her, Linda whispered, 'Take me home, baby.' and we quietly turned and walked away from the sated couple and made our way back to the parking lot where my old pickup was parked.

She made a detour to the concrete block rest rooms and soon slid in close beside me, sitting on a folded beach towel on the hot vinyl bench seat, and I drove to the parking lot exit.

I had barely made it from the access road to the state highway and turned toward home before her fingers were busy at the buttons of my shorts and in moments had my still hard cock in her hand. She slid a bit away from me to have enough room and lowered her head to my crotch and took my cock into her mouth.

It's always been a challenge for me to drive carefully and stay on the road as my wife sucks me off, my cock in her warm, wet mouth and her tongue and lips coaxing my load of cum from me which she did in a matter of minutes.

When she was finished, she leaned against the passenger's door of the pickup turned her hips toward me and moved a foot to the seat beside me. I had guessed what the quick trip to the restroom was for and my guess was correct. As she leaned away from me, she slowly pulled the hem of her sundress up exposing her pussy to me, smooth except for the short strip of downy hair above it, and began to slowly rub herself, sliding her fingers between her pussy lips and spreading them, a small line of her juice running from her opening and onto the towel she was sitting on as she exposed the pink inner flesh between them, her entrance open.

My cock was fully hard again and if I had taken a hand off the wheel and touched it, I probably would have cum again.

I tried to concentrate on my driving as Linda smiled and pushed two fingers deep inside herself, withdrew them and spread the wetness on her fingers over herself. She did it again, this time holding her dripping fingers over her exposed clit and began to rub the well lubricated little button with two fingertips.

It wasn't long before her head was against the side window and she moaned, long and low, as her fingers moved rapidly side to side and then her pussy lips swelled wider, her hole opening more and then clenched on itself and expanded again, a spoonful of thick liquid issuing from her with each spasm of her climax.

She was finally still, relaxing, her hand covering herself as her tension flowed from her.

'Hurry up, honey.' She said softly. 'Take your horny wife home and fuck her. She wants your hard cock in her pussy.'

In minutes, we were home and I did just what she had asked me to do.