Friends Cottage -
A few years back, my husband and I were swingers. Neither of us really knows why it stopped, but it just sort of teetered off and now a few years have gone since we were actively in the lifestyle. We made some great friends and although not actively in the lifestyle, we maintain those friendships to this day.
One summer we were invited up to a couple's cottage in Northern Ontario. We had spent some time with this couple in the past and had developed a really great friendship. They were very easy going and even easier on the eyes.
Pam was a tall (5'11") blonde woman who exuded confidence and sexual energy. Her love for men and women could not be quenched. Her husband Dean had a smile that could melt the panties off any woman. He was an inch or two shorter, salt and pepper hair and a nice stocky build.
We arrived at their beautiful cottage and helped them unpack and get things stowed away. It was relatively early when Dean asked if my hubby wanted to go for a ride on the ATV's and try fly fishing on lake further back from their cottage. Pam indicated that I should go too as the view is amazing and she had some things she wanted to finish up so they could get settled.
I jumped on the back of the ATV my hubby was driving and he followed Dean up and down trails. Dean stopped to point out things of interest and see how we were holding up on the ride. After a while we arrived at this amazing little crystal clear lake.
Dean pointed out to the lake, "This is the best trout lake around! I have caught some big trout right here."
My hubby immediately grabbed his fly rod and headed to the water's edge.
Dean asked me if I was going to fish as well. "No, I'm just going to watch," I said with a smile.
Leaning against his ATV, he indicated that he hadn't gotten a hug yet. Dean opened his arms invitingly and I went over and gave him a big hug. He held me close to him and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. As I turned around to watch hubby, Dean pulled me back so I was leaning against him.
We stood there talking and watching David fish. Slowly I felt Dean's hands slip under the hem of the t-shirt I was wearing. His touch on my skin was electric. My stomach tensed and he slowly continued his hand up across my belly and brushed the underside of my breasts. My nipples hardened immediately against the fabric of the bikini I was wearing underneath. Pulling me tighter to him he kissed my ear, slowly moving the hair from my neck before attacking it with his mouth. I just closed my eyes and gave my neck to him. His big hands grabbed both my breasts and squeezed them firmly.
Breathing heavily in my ear, "Grace, you have the sexiest little body."
Every once in a while he'd call down to David and comment about the fishing or his technique. His hands never stopped their slow methodical massage of my breasts. To say I was excited would have been a huge understatement. After an eternity of playing with my breasts, he just lifted my shirt up exposing my breasts to the warm summer air.
Dean smiled as my shirt lifted over my head. "That is much better, isn't it?"
I turned my head and we began to make out. He grabbed my hand and pulled it behind my back resting it on the bulge pressing against the fabric of his bathing suit trunks. I slowly stroked its length through his shorts.
"Mmm yes," he moaned as we kissed
At one point hubby looked up seeing my breasts exposed, smiling when he saw Dean playing with them. He gave a "thumbs up" then turned to fish again.
Dean immediately turned the game on overdrive and pulled his shorts down until his hard cock popped out. Reaching back, I grabbed it and stroked it behind my back with both of my hands. One of his hands slid easily down the front of my shorts. Wasting no time, his hand went under my bikini bottoms too. His hand slid down my bare mound and straight to my pussy.
Quickly he teased my clit with his fingers after running them over my wetness. His slippery fingers teased my sensitive button making me weak in the knees. Dean would run up and down my slit, poking my opening a little more every time. I just continued to get wetter and eventually, his fingers were pounding in and out my pussy. His other hand squeezed at my breasts and his lips sucked on my neck and ear. My orgasm came quickly and was so intense; he never skipped a beat with his fingers continuing to make sure he got it all out of me.
Once I got my composure back he spun me around, holding my face and kissed me. Dean's tongue probed my mouth and his hands grabbed my ass firmly as he massaged it roughly. As we continued kissing, I felt my shorts being slipped down my legs.
Dean immediately put his hand on my bare ass. It was then that I realized that someone was no longer fishing and had just slid my shorts and bikini bottoms off. Dean decided I didn't need a top either and pulled my shirt and bikini top off over my head in a single tug.
Dean sucked on my nipples and breasts, his hands grabbing and opening my ass cheeks. I felt his fingers probing at the opening of my pussy playing with the wetness. His cock twitched wildly in excitement. I could tell he wanted me to suck him by the way his hands moved to my hair.
Kneeling down on the clothes gathered at my feet, I sucked his cock head quickly in to my mouth. The tip oozed his precum as I ran my tongue over it sucking it deeper in to my mouth. His hands gripped my hair tighter as his hips began to move. I held my head still as he fucked my mouth slowly with deep strokes.
Dean's hard cock was pushing at the back of my mouth threatening to enter my throat. I sucked and flicked my tongue wildly on his cock as he began to pick up pace on fucking my face faster and holding my hair even tighter. The wetter my mouth got, the harder he started fucking me until his cock slowly pushed its way down my throat. My eyes watered as his hard cock assaulted my throat. Once he got it in my throat his stroke changed so his head never left.
