As the SUV slowly moved along the dirt road to the cabin, the conversation had begun to create a bit of tension. Only, it was an awkwardly comfortable type of tension. It may have been Brad's comments, Tim's joke or Kim's confession that started the conversation in the current direction, but the further they traveled the deeper and kinkier it became. It started innocently enough, and with no kids around, it was the first time an "adult" conversation could be had. One thing was clear. It was going to be one hell of a weekend!
Tim and Sara were excited to have their friends join them at the cabin for weekend. For the next couple of days, there would be no children. They all felt relieved to be free from their responsibilities, if only for a day or two.
Tim drove and Sara sat next to him. Behind them Brad and Kimberly sat in the middle row, Kim in the middle of the bench seat next to Mike leaving the seat behind the front passenger filled with duffle bags, coats and other items.
Mike and Rebecca, the youngest couple, sat in the very rear of the 8 person vehicle. Rebecca was a little shy and hadn't added too much to the conversation, but she liked listening. Hearing them talk about their, somewhat, masked desires was really getting her horny. Beneath her kakis pressed against the cotton square of her tight silk panties, she could feel the pulsating. She wanted to rub her clit so badly. She moved her hand on to Mikes shorts. As her hand opened, she felt the cooling sensation of the air hitting her sweating palm. Her little hand pressed softly on Mikes thigh.
Mike quivered with the feel of the gentle hand on his thigh. His cock was already semi-erect, but now he couldn't control it. He could feel the stiffening as if inflated by a hand pump. As his heartbeat grew faster, his cock grew harder.
Rebecca suddenly noticed the raised section of his shorts. "Wonder if he is wearing boxers or boxer briefs...ha-ha," she thought to herself. She began to slide her hand between his legs and then up the leg opening. She peered around the SUV to see if it was safe and then slid her fingers along the inside of his leg. Her pinky was the first to discover his ball. "Uh oh," she thought as she realized he was wearing boxers and he was in trouble because she had full access to him.
Mike couldn't believe it. The sensation of her petite fingers sliding up the inside the leg opening of his shorts was enough to send his cock into full erection. Once her hand reached his sack his dick was twitching with excitement. He wasn't sure how far they could push it, but the risk of exposure added an element of adventure that made it all the more intense. He moved his left hand to her knee. He advanced his large fingers along the seam of her kakis and she began to spread her legs apart granting him access to her. It was do exciting to him, a small bead of pre-cum slowly run up the shaft of his throbbing cock and exit the tip. "Oh, you like that don't you? You're so going to get it the minute we are alone," he thought to himself. He rubbed his thick finger in slow circles over her clit over her clothes wishing he could tear them from her and have his way with it.
Rebecca's pussy was starting to pulsate faster now. His fingers were in exactly the right place. She was ready to be penetrated. All she could think of was his hard cock passing by her clit quickly followed by his abdomen slamming into it faster and faster. She imagined herself yelling "FUCK ME! OH YES! FUCK MY WET PUSSY HARD!" Suddenly she realized she had lost herself in the moment. Her hand was fully grasping Mike's throbbing cock and she was slamming her tight fist into him. Her legs were spread a little too wide, quiet un-lady-like, and she was thrusting her pelvis as Mike worked her pussy with his hand.
"Okay folks...there it is," Tim said and Rebecca ripped her hand from Mike's shorts, shut her legs and sat there as if nothing had ever happened.
It seemed like an eternity before they were able to find a time to be alone. The cabin was a spacious two story with a vaulted ceiling in the great room and two spiraling staircases around a gigantic fire place. On the other side was a huge widow with an incredible view of the lake. Looking out you could see a path that seemed to snake down the hill. It dissipated into the trees then reemerged only to duck back behind them again, finally ending at the lake shore in front of a long dock. There, dry-docked at the end of the peer was Tim and Sara's boat.
Mike's balls were absolutely aching with the need to cum. He kept hoping the opportunity would present itself, and finally, after an hour of settling in, cabin tours, old stories and lake descriptions there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Mike was pleased that he wouldn't have to wait for 4 more hours.
"We're going to go out on the lake. Tim can't wait to get a line wet. Anyone interested?"
