I saw that Jill was with Dan, down by the water’s edge. She was sitting behind him, and he was seated between her legs, facing out to the water. She was pressed firmly against his back and looking over his shoulder. “A lot of contact between Jill and Dan, but nothing too naughty,” I told her, lifting her up the full length of my erection, and lowering her slowly. Her slender, small body was a relief to move around, after tossing around huge chunks of lumber all morning. And it was a lot softer against my skin.
“You’re being bad, Alex,” she told me softly, and then kissed me deeply. I could feel her hot pussy clutching at me, pulsing around my cock. “How about the other two? Can you see what your wife is up to?”
I could barely see them out on the platform. “I can’t really tell. They’re on the swimming platform.” I turned sideways, letting her look as well.
“Dammit, I can’t tell either,” she said while I bounced her on my cock a bit.
“Stop Alex, that’s over the line,” she warned me, with just a hint of steel in her voice. “Just stay inside me for a while, please.” She clung to me, and I felt her tensing up on my cock again.
I held her firmly, one hand holding her tight little butt, the other crossing her back. I concentrated on my stiffness, buried so deeply inside of her. I flexed my ass, tightening that muscle just behind my swollen balls, forcing my cock to swell within her, screwing with her from the inside, if I wasn’t allowed to fuck her thoroughly from the outside.
I felt her teeth press into my shoulder. She moaned beautifully, before clasping my face in her delicate little hands, and staring into my eyes.
“Kiss me, Alex, kiss me hard, and make me come on your cock, just like this.” She pressed her lips to mine, and I turned and walked with her, kissing her, the motion of our movement creating the little bit of friction she needed. I needed a whole lot more, after my wife’s recent escapade, but I was happy enough to give Robin what she wanted, since I’d already been on the receiving side of her lips twice.
My hands clutched her firm ass cheeks, squeezing her soft flesh, and I carried her to the bed where I lowered her onto her back, still kissing her. I shoved hard into her, putting my hands on her shoulders and pulling her down firmly, pushing as deeply as I could. Completely filling her, I let my hands slide down from her shoulders to her sweet tits. I fondled them, playing with her hard little nipples, enjoying being able to hold them, squeezing, twisting, while her breath hissed in my mouth. She ripped her lips from mine, groaning.
“That’s it, Alex, I’m coming. Oooh,” she moaned, her body quivering, her pussy clamping down on my rod, waves of passion riding my staff deep inside of her. “Don’t move, don’t you dare move, just a few seconds more, just….”
“FUCK!” she cried out loudly before I could quickly cover her mouth with mine, my tongue ravaging her mouth, while she came on me again, hard, her feet striking my ass from behind trying to draw me even deeper.
The tenseness in her body slowly dissipated, and she melted beneath me. She sighed hugely, her mouth slack, her legs dropping to the bed. She looked at me with her beautiful eyes, and finally gave me a weak smile.
“We were bad, Alex. Very bad. Please don’t tell. I couldn’t help it.”
I pulled out of her and looked down at her red, open pussy. Unable to resist, I lowered my mouth to her crotch and tasted her, just a bit, before pulling away.
I walked away from her, before I lost all control and fucked her senseless.
“Tonight,” I told her, “I want you to watch while I fuck the shit out of Sheri. I want you to know that I’ll be thinking of you, imagine it’s your sweet pussy I’m plundering.”
“Mmmm, I like that,” she said, laying on her side and watching me. “And when I ride Dan into oblivion, you should know that it’s you I’ll be thinking of as well.”
“You’re a bad girl, you know that Robin?”
“I’ll be bad for you, given a chance,” she said softly, her eyes burning into me.
I had to get out of there. I wanted this vixen way too much.
After almost carving myself up sharpening my axe on Dan’s antique grindstone, I headed back up the trail, fully clothed this time. I could feel the tightness of a light burn on my skin, and didn’t want to exacerbate it.
Halfway through taking care of the wayward branch, and a few of its buddies, I found Dan working his way up the trail behind me, his weed-whacker announcing his presence before he got to me. He was trimming back the sorry excuse for a road, occasionally taking his machete to any bigger stuff extending out over the 10 foot wide set of twin dirt ruts.
I had the branch cleared out and was cutting it to size, once more creating a wood stack that we could fetch later, when he finally got to me. He shut down the noisy gas tool, and took a breather.
“Sorry it’s turning into a working vacation,” he said, looking over the work I’d done.
“You should be saying sorry to Jack, if you left him behind for those girls to tease the shit out of him,” I laughed.
“Naw, I put him to work with the Round-up, spraying my buffer area. If he finishes that, he’s supposed to work on the broken window shutter, doing what he can to repair it. I told him worse comes to worse, just nail it shut. Anyway, the girls were busy airing out the cushions and mattresses on the front porch. Quite a sight that, three naked girls fighting with a queen sized mattress.”
We talked for a while, and I walked with him, wielding the machete while he did the weed whacking. We talked about what he could do to make the cabin more secure. He was looking for low tech answers, better shutters, warning signs, locking the interior better. I had to tell him I thought that a determined person could probably get in no matter what. And with the place out in the middle of nowhere, it’d be hard to stop them. My idea was more in line with my technical skills. I thought we could put cameras on the outside, and alarms on the windows and doors that would set off a cellular call to his phone. If anyone did break in, he’d at least know about it, and chances are, he could make the drive up to the cabin in just a few hours and still probably catch the perpetrators. At least he could take care of any damage.
We discussed a few different possibilities and made it as far as the big tree I’d cut down.
“Shit!” He looked over the logs carefully stacked on the side. “I should have known that sucker would fall some day. It had been leaning badly ever since I started coming up here over four years ago. That was a lot of work, I bet.” He laughed, giving me a slug. “Better you than me!”