It was busy and hectic as usual in our office at the publishing firm. I had been run off my feet for weeks trying to meet a deadline and was totally stressed out from the experience. I needed a vacation badly -- away from city life, from everyday business away from the tall city buildings and concrete, the profit motivated men in suits and seductive businesswomen in high heels with their smelly perfume. I needed some fresh air all to myself.
I turned to Mike, my assistant, and asked, "Mike, do you know of a secluded rental cottage or something I could get for a getaway? I need to get out of here for a while."
"Yeah, as a matter of fact. I rented a cabin on a lake up north last year. They flew me way out there on a float plane. It's the only place on the entire lake and it has everything you would need including its own floating dock. It's a magical place. Let me show you. "He unfolded a map and pointed to the lake. I looked at it and was astonished that it seemed to be the exact shape of a naked well curved woman. It was the same shape of a well-endowed form with hands, legs, ass, face, and even a section around her breast that was a little inlet that looked like a nipple just at the right position."
"Holy smoke, Mike -- it looks like..."
"A woman -- yeah, I know," Mike quickly interjected. "It's called Crystal Lake. Evidently, there is a myth or legend going around that Crystal is the Lady of the Lake. They tell me that on some nights, especially when the moon is bright, you can hear her moaning and having orgasms. Crazy stuff, huh? The weird thing is I had an unusual erotic dream one night in my cabin."
"Do tell," I inquired.
"No -- private!" he replied.
"Come on, Mike, we're good buds -- tell me what happened," I prodded him.
Mike gave in. "Well, I had a dream. It was like when you were young and we would have a wet dream, only mine wasn't wet -- well sort of not." He really wasn't making much sense at this point, but he went on: "I dreamt that a strange, gorgeous woman walked right into my cabin from the lake over to me while I was in bed and started blowing me. She sucked me so hard and fast I quickly lost all control. I shot right into mouth numerous times. I thought I could physically feel myself ejaculate in my sleep. It seemed real -- not a dream. I suddenly awoke startled, and thought perhaps I wet all my sheets with my cum. My dick was throbbing and hard as could be and I was breathing so heavy, but everything was totally dry -- my sheets, my dick, everything. I felt completely drained, unable to even move and just fell right back to sleep. I may have had a visit from Crystal, the Lady of The Lake."
I booked the cabin. They flew me out and landed the float plane right at my dock and then the plane retreated, took off and vanished into the horizon. I was relieved to be left alone in such a serene and beautiful place. The summer sun was brilliant and the air hot and still. I took my belongings down the dock and loaded everything into the cabin.
Mike was right. It was truly a spectacular building of great pine logs, high ceilings, big windows, and had all the amenities I required for a comfortable stay. When I was done unloading everything, I decided to strip off all my clothing. I felt I was casting off everything that was giving me discomfort in my regular stressful city life. This was exactly what I needed to energize my soul. I walked outside in the brilliant sun and headed down the dock, naked to the world and jumped in the clear, cool water as if I was being cleansed or baptized.
The next two days were spent in relaxing solitude. I had time to think to myself without being interrupted. I read books, listened to some music, and swam naked numerous times each day.
The third evening was incredibly hot and muggy. I could not sleep. It was after midnight already when I thought perhaps I might take another swim. Stripping off, I headed outside. I opened the door to see there was mist coming off the lake and it shimmered with light from a bright and full moon. The air was lit up all around. I walked slowly through the mist, down the dock to the end, my naked body aglow in the moonlight. It was like walking through a surreal dreamscape, or a crafted artsy Hollywood movie set. I dove in, and at once my body felt different -- a feeling of eroticism overcame me suddenly. It was if my entire body was being enveloped, sensually comforted and caressed by the water all at once. I was conscious of it moving around my feet, legs, teasing my ass, cock and balls, as the soothing water encircled me. I was growing hard. My arousal just grew and grew the more I swam in the water. I was so horny I could feel my sensual juices pressuring me and decided to get out on the dock and masturbate in order to relieve my tension. Grabbing my cock, I gave it a strong pump and a squeeze, then stretched out my towel I laid myself down on the dock. Looking up at the misty sky I raised my cock up high, ready to perform my deed.
I started out slowly and closed my eyes to relish in my self-pleasure. All was quiet and peaceful. I was soaking in the silence of the world around me while slowly stroking my hard cock in anticipation of an intense climax when I heard: swish...swish...swish... I assumed it was a fish hanging around, so I turned and opened my eyes to have a look. To my astonishment, before me next to the dock, was a beautiful woman sitting in a red canoe. She had flaming, long, bright red hair and wore a sheer, lightweight white dress that glowed brightly in the light and the mist. I saw her nakedness through it, her perfectly round breasts, her nipples almost poking through the fabric.
"Oh my G--", I shouted, just realizing what I was doing, but she quickly interrupted me.
