Weekend at the Lake

I began loading the car with weekend essentials for a planned escape to the lake. I enjoy a trip there every three or four weekends just to unwind and be foolish for a couple days. My career is in college classrooms teaching college freshmen students their core communication courses. There is a toll that takes and escaping to the lake is how I find my inner deviant self.

What a wonderful word deviant is. Our modern use of the word can mean anything from drunken nights on the shore all the way to sexual debauchery. I have cut back on excessive drunkenness; however, the other end of the spectrum is my ultimate goal. There are a couple neighbors at the lake with whom I would enjoy having a weekend of rampant sex. Maybe this weekend?

The drive to my escape passes several neighborhoods in the southwest corner of the city where I live. Yet, in five minutes, I am out of town and just another five minutes away from sun, water, and weekend fun. How can people drive three or four hours to an escape and call it an escape? In ten minutes, I'm parked and within ten more minutes, I'm settled.

The warm early fall weekend was perfect. There was a nice breeze that meant air conditioning wasn't necessary and all the open windows quickly helped freshen the place after a couple weeks being closed. In was in shorts and flip-flops in seconds. No shirt and no shoes required here. Hell, I'd go clothing optional if this lake area was undeveloped.

I saw the neighbor kids swimming off their dock. On the other side were another neighbor, his wife, and their young baby having a swim. The baby loves jumping from the dock and into daddy's arms. Most neighbors won't get home until after the work day ends, leaving me a couple hours to just sit on the deck and soak up the last of the summer sun. We were already starting to have some cool nights.

I decided to remain unmarried and unattached after my wife's tragic death five years ago. We had two children together and one still lives close enough that we see each other often. My daughter is a matchmaker trying to get me interested in one woman or another who "is just perfect for you."

Each woman she introduces to me is intelligent, self-supporting, usually in fit condition, and, if nothing else, attractive. "You know, dad, if you ask, she'll stay the weekend with you." One fact that did not escape my daughter's observation, I am sexually alive and well. 

No incest here, we don't play that game. However, one embarrassing afternoon, she thought I was alone here and she walked in on me and my cute neighbor, the one with the little baby. To this day, I think the baby is mine so does the neighbor. Her husband is clueless. Now my daughter telephones before arriving.

My phone rang and the caller ID said Sherry, my daughter. "Hi sweetheart, what's up? "Sherry explained she wanted to come visit for a couple hours and bring a friend along who say she and I know each other from our work at my college.

It intrigued me that Sherry knows one of my workmates because I want to keep work and home separate. "Sherry, you know I keep work life and home life separate. Who are bringing and how did you get acquainted with her?"

"Just deal with it, dad. You already like her and she thinks you are cute."

There are very few women who fit the category of those I like and I narrowed it down to two. One is Marlina, in her late twenties, master degree, full time, and director of freshman studies in our department. We often talk as I bring my classroom concerns to her. Fortunately, the college where I teach has ombudsmen between faculty and students.

The other is Mattie. Mattie is in her mid thirties and faculty partner. Mattie is developing her doctoral dissertation on a topic that parallels the research study I undertook for my doctorate. Mattie discovered an element of my study that she decided to test separately hoping to duplicate my results. My challenge to her is to expand the study and if she can refute the findings, she'll have a better project.

"Okay, Sherry, I'll just wait for you two to get here. No, I have plenty supplies. Yes, I'm out in the sun. Okay, I'll take a shower. When will you be here?" Sherry gave me an hour, meaning in Sherry time, 30 minutes.

I was hardly dry from my shower when I heard Sherry come in. "Hey, dad, we're here!" Fortunately, I had clean shorts on and was just pulling a shirt over my head.

"Ooh, leave the shirt off," I heard another voice. The voice was neither Marlina nor Mattie. The voice was coming from Amber our office coordinator administrative person.

Yes, correct, I like Amber for all the professional reasons and because she is such a happy person to be around. She manages faculty calendars and keeps us out of trouble when we miss mandatory meetings. Amber is younger, under 25, yet her office skills equal that of someone much older and more mature. Amber dresses very professionally and can disarm even the most forceful characters she encounters. Amber is also someone who is girl next door cute.

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Let me begin sharing a little more about me. I am 50, not as active as I once was but still like to bike and jog. I have a little bit of plumpness around the stomach but I haven't gone completely fat. I'm just slightly taller than six feet two inches; a little gray in the hair and all my hair is still on my head. I am average as averages go and make no claims to being above average in any way.

I peeled the shirt off and flung it back into the bedroom.

Sherry was ready for some afternoon sun and Amber wore a thin airy beach top over a well-fitted bikini that accentuated her figure but was modest for a family neighborhood on a lake.

"Hello, Amber. How is it you know Sherry?"

"Hi, Doctor Hansen, I mean Steve. Amber told me to call you Steve, that's okay isn't it."

"Yes, Miss Adams, I mean Amber. How is it you know each other?"

"Dad, I knew Amber in school years ago. She was in my high school homeroom. When she told me about you at school, I had to tell her." 

The high school Sherry attended was an advance placement school. It drew kids from all over the city so not knowing of Amber or knowing her family was not unusual. Since I didn't hire Amber, her background wasn't something I checked into.

"It is clear that you guys want the last rays of sun so why not take out the paddle boat and have some fun. If you ask, I bet Dan, next door would let you use his diving platform."

Sherry smiled cunningly, "I know he is friendly and willing to share. Diving would be fun, as long as it doesn't get muffed up. I know you've never muffed a dive, dad."

Amber didn't miss anything and saw the sly look Sherry gave me. No doubt hearing muff and diving in the same sentence was something she caught onto. "I used to dive a lot and it is easy to blow one," Amber added. Did she just give a knowing wink to Sherry?

Off the girls went down to the shore and the parked paddleboat. Amber shed her beach wrap and both girls put their small bags of tanning lotions and towels in the boat as they pushed off. Watching them, seeing Amber in this new way gave me ideas that translated to building pressure in my shorts.

I turned a lounge chair into the sun and watched the lake scene unfold. In the hot afternoon, families grilled on the shore, swam, walked around the lake saying hello to one another, and just had fun. This late in the summer and starting early fall day meant warm days were for fun. The forecast for tomorrow was cool and cloudy.

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I heard the sound of my phone receiving a text message, picking up the phone; I saw the message from Sherry. "Amber wants to stay down longer. I have to go. You take her home?" 

I sent a short answer, "Yes." I wondered what time I'd take her home tonight, tomorrow, or Monday. Or was I reading too much into the message, she did tell me to leave my shirt off.

The girls made their way back to the cabin after beaching the paddleboat with Sherry announcing she needed to shower before taking off. "You and Amber can chat for a few minutes while I clean up." Sherry was off to the bathroom.

"I hope you don't mind me staying longer than Sherry, Steve. It is nice here, relaxing, and I feel really turned on by the whole scene." Amber spread her arms as if taking the lake into her embrace. She had a happy and carefree gleam in her eyes that said more about being turned on than just the lake.

"Only if you don't mind hanging out with an old professor like me."

"Oh, I don't think you're old Steve. I bet you can handle yourself with anyone, even me." The look in her eyes became more intense and her hidden meaning did not escape my hearing.

I smiled at her choice of words, even me. "Yes, I try to keep fit."

Amber had her beach robe on and the fabric seemed to float on her shoulders as she pranced around on the deck. She floated past me with an extended arm that made light contact with my back; I felt fingertips lightly brush my shoulder blades. Another pass and her fingers grazed my chest.

When she came around again, I intercepted her hand and pulled her to a quick stop. Amber's demeanor changed a bit as her airy dance became interrupted. I think she was excited by me taking her hand as she spun her body into mine, her back against my chest, her butt against my groin, and her arm and mine wrapped over her shoulders and across her breasts. 

Soft skin against skin, firms mounds of breast under my touch, her tight strong butt muscles relaxing and contracting against my groin, there was no more hidden agenda. My cock reacted to her butt and my hand felt a nipple tighten under my palm.

"At least wait until I leave," I heard Sherry giggle. 

With an audible sigh, Amber, barely audibly replied, "Then hurry up!"

The smile on Sherry's face spoke more than a thousand words. I can only imagine their conversation on the paddleboat. Sherry was changed into shorts and t-shirt with her little tote packed. "I'll call you tomorrow, Sherry." My voice was weakening but still clear.

In my wildest dreams there is no way I could imagine being set up like this by my daughter. Now it is up to me to fulfill the wild dreams not yet dreamt.

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Sherry drove off and Amber whispered, "I feel something bothering you. Maybe we should go inside"

"It is not a bother at all, Amber. In fact it feels very pleasant. Lets go in."

Amber's beach robe hit the floor before the door closed and her bikini led a trail to the couch. My shorts hit the floor as Amber pushed me onto the couch. A blind man could see what was about to happen. A young horny woman wanted my cock in her and before I could settle, she settled down hard on my shaft. She wanted an aggressive fuck and I became the means of her end.

The lust showed on her face and her body throbbed on my lap. The wetness between her legs and the tanning lotion on her skin made our body's slick. Amber's nipples were stiff swollen points at the apex of her perfectly shaped cones. 

I held her waste as she drove herself up and down on my cock. The message was clear, she was close to orgasm and nothing could forestall her on rushing cum. As I began meeting her thrust for thrust, Amber became louder and arched her back to an angle I thought impossible. She got more and more wet as if she was having a g-spot orgasm, she inhaled sharply and deeply, held her breath for several seconds, then finally screamed as every nerve ending in her body reacted to her cum.

I drove my cock as deeply as possible and released my own flow of cum in hot jets of sperm. Amber jerked and shook more even though I held her forcefully on my lap. Our sexual connection was barely minutes old and already we hit an orgasmic high. 

In her post coitus bliss, Amber fell forward on my chest, her head resting on my shoulder, her warm breath exhaling on my neck. We remained silent simply enjoying the feel of out bodies resting against the other. My cock withdrew from her heated core, I felt our cum seeping onto my lap and pooling there.

"Steve," I heard her whisper although she didn't continue.

"Yes, Amber," is all I said waiting for to continue.

"That felt, I can't explain, that was crazy. I came so hard on you."

I wrapped one arm around her back and let my other arm reach the soft skin of her sweet tight butt. Cupping her butt in my open palm, I pulled tighter to me. "It can feel good some more if you want."

"Can we shower first? I have to get all this oil washed off and I made you a mess."

"Only because we were both willing to become a mess. There could be several showers this weekend."

I felt Amber kiss my neck as my other arm drifted down her back so both hands held her butt. "The whole weekend," I heard her sigh.

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Our shower was refreshing and sexually stimulating. Through sensual touch and the need to wash, we explored our bodies with long strokes of soapy hands and fingers. When we left the shower it was to fall directly onto the bed continuing our foreplay. We kissed and caressed, hugged and touched, and poked, pinched, and squeezed.

The scent of Amber's musk increased my lust until I could no longer delay. Kissing my way down her body, I settled my lips on her mound slightly above the apex of he labia folds. My hot breath made Amber shiver more as she presented herself to me. 

With slow deliberate kisses, I plotted my course toward her tender opening. Around and around, I kissed and licked making us both wild with desire. Amber was climbing to another orgasm and as my tongue poked at her tender clit, her second orgasm released a rush of fluid that tasted like sweet nectar. I drank my fill until the flow stopped.

Amber lay spent yet wanting more and I obliged. "Steve, I want to drink from your root." 

We moved into a side-by-side 69 with Amber engulfing me in her mouth even before we were settled. Her mouth and tongue sucked and licked. She sucked my whole length into her mouth. She was no expert sucker although her enthusiasm made the difference.

I lay my head on her leg seeing her sweet cunt in my face. Her lips were swollen and red from our first fuck and my recent licking. I teased her gently blow a stream of my breath across her warm cum-wet labia. I inched my face closer to her center as her head bobbed up and down shaft.

When my mouth and tongue made renewed contact with her vaginal opening, Amber took my shaft deeply in her mouth holding me there. As my tongue traced the length of her labia and found her tiny clit, Amber opened her mouth wide and took more of me into her. We both shivered from the sensations our tongues and mouths gave us.

We careened with complete surrender toward another mutual orgasm. Amber's body tingled at my touch, my body responded to her. We became like one with lust and like one in pure sexual drive. We moaned equally as we felt our cum build. 

Amber's hips gyrated in rapid circles as she oozed her musk onto my tongue. When she drove her hips hard onto my face, she screamed and orgasmed. I was with her as my cock spent its built up pressure into her mouth and on Amber's face. My face and mouth, covered in her cum, and Amber's mouth and face covered with my cum gave complete testimony of our sexual abandon. 

Shifting to face each other, we fell into passionate licking of our cum from the others face while kissing and sharing the tastes of our juices. The eroticism of the moment fueled our lust for more and our bodies sought more sexual pleasure.

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It has been a long time since I felt this sexually stimulated. Amber's young supple body, her manipulation of her body against me, her desire to satisfy me drove me wild. Even after two strong orgasms, I still felt ready and more than willing to satisfy her.

"Steve! Of god, Steve, I want you again." Amber was already pushing her pelvis into my hips feeling my cock sliding against her legs and in the valley of her warmth. 

Amber moved into missionary position with a pillow doubled under her waist. She opened her legs to my continued view and lustful passion. The sight of her up turned pussy and the lust in her eyes told me she would not wait for me to enter her.

My body moved over hers and felt a hand encircle my cock pulling me closer until I plunged swiftly into Amber's body. She cried out in a loud moan as her young tight pussy expanded around my cock. 

I pushed long into her and nestled deep without moving. I felt Amber use her vaginal muscles to grip me. I wanted this session to last and relaxed my pressure; Amber reacted with a sigh as she also relaxed.

"No rush," she breathed.

"No rush," I whispered back.

We lay still, making hardly a move, only gentle short strokes with arms wrapped around the other in a deep sensual embrace while lovemaking. Our breathing was almost normal; we had already ridden to mutual orgasmic highs. Now our bodies needed only easy movements to keep us satisfied.

Our timing was instinctive. We matched each others push and pull until our minds and bodies told us we wanted more. Amber hoisted her legs higher for me to wrap my arms behind her knees for deeper penetration. Yet, we were not ready for more powerful thrusting. All the while, our breath became raspier.

There was lust and desire in Amber's eyes, a need for release of her building orgasm. We continued our pace building until my thrusts came faster and longer. Amber stared into my eyes, hers wide open.

"I'm cumming!" 

Those words barely left her mouth before she sucked in a deep breath, held it several long seconds, until her orgasm vibrated through her body and she released her orgasm in a loud yell. 

I drove into her harder not ready to cum and completely sure Amber never had a night of sex like this. It was for me a night of sex I haven't had in a long time.

Weak and spent from cumming hard as she did, Amber lay limp under me. I released her legs and watched them fall like tree limbs to the mattress. I was still hard in her pussy and made no move to withdraw myself. I waited for Amber to make the next move.

"Steve, I can't take any more! My little girl is sore." The happy, content, satisfied look on her face told a different story as she squeezed my cock in her pussy.

I smiled and began to withdraw from her until I was barely in her. I pulled back a bit more as if withdrawing completely. A look of regret that I was about to leave her spread across her face. It was the look I hoped to see. I thrust hard and fast into her and the resulting cry of another small orgasm sealed the deal.

"Amber, you want more and tonight you will get more."

"Steve, wrap me tight and turn us over so I'm on top again."

We clung tightly, arms and legs holding onto one another as I rolled us into the new position. In this new position, we could touch and fondle as we kissed and panted toward another round of sex.

My eyes traveled the length of Amber's torso. Her nipples still stood proudly at swollen attention. The puffy areoles stretched full as targets of my fingertips as I pinched them, not hard to hurt. Amber reacted by quivering on my cock and squeezing me hard.

Further down, her smooth stomach and swell of her hips over my lap gave me an erotic view of where we joined. I saw her deeply red very swollen camel toe and just a hint of her clit rubbing against my lap. I was ready to fuck Amber as forcefully as I could and leave her in a post-orgasmic heap.

Amber rode on my cock for several minutes when she suddenly lifted off and took doggie. "I want it now! Pound me! Fuck me, Steve!"

Did she read my mind; were our minds and bodies in sync? There was no fanfare, no politeness; I drove hard and long into Ambers young pussy. When was the last time I fucked a 24-year-old woman? How was I matching her stamina? I drove again and again, relentlessly, no remorse. She asked for a hard pounding.

Amber screamed in surprise and pain as I first jabbed into her. Now her screams were full of foul sex talk. She demanded more and more she got. 

At this pace, my own cum would hit soon and Amber was on the edge screaming. When I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard into me, she came in a huge wet squirt. I blasted deep into her as I forced her to lay with me still cumming in her.

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We lay together for many minutes as the force of our sex drained us. My cock softened but I didn't shrink completely and kept some pressure in Amber who purred and mewed in a very content way.

The clock read 10:43. It was over four hours since Sherry left and Amber and I began our heated night of raw sex. "Amber, we need some nourishment and, as advertised, maybe another shower. What a sweet little minx you are."

"I think we should change sheets, too. We soaked them." Amber began squeezing my mostly flaccid cock drawing new life from it.

"Are you sure," I sweetly whispered in her ear. 

"Just checking," was her very happy and satisfied answer. "You did promise the whole weekend."

I gave Amber several thrusts and felt her begin to respond. Then quickly withdrew and got out of bed. The look of dissatisfaction was clear on Amber's face. I bent to kiss her and reassured, "Just keeping the edge on. Lets clean up and find a bit of late night supper." 

Amber dashed off for the bathroom and I was delighted to see all the evidence of our sex forming little rivulets running down her legs. There was an almost audible whoosh of our cum as she sat on the toilet. I heard the tub filling as I stripped the bed of wet sheets. I heard Amber sinking into the hot tub, she made a deep sigh and moan as the water washed over her.

I entered the bathroom to use the walk in shower. Amber seemed to luxuriate in the warm water, her breasts seemed to float just above the water and her red swollen labia looked sore. I wondered if she could take another session of love making tonight. I took a quick shower telling Amber to enjoy her bath and come out when she was ready.

I set about preparing a light repast to reenergize our bodies. There was salad, crackers and cheese, and lean luncheon meat. We could eat at the kitchen table or in the living room looking out onto the late evening lake scene.

Amber appeared fresh from the bath. The sight of her naked form approaching made my mind wonder from our simple meal to other thoughts; Amber saw my reaction to her and came to me with a smile on her lips, she still had lust in her eyes. "Steve," she whispered, "nourish me some more."

"The whole weekend," I whispered in reply, "but we have to fuel our bodies." I felt her warmth and close proximity. I reached her hand to draw her closer, her breasts brushed my chest then I crushed her to me. 

Amber threw her arms around my waist, pulled my hips tight to hers, I leaned to kiss her open mouth and the table setting became an after thought to renewed foreplay. We did break our grip on the other and began an attack of the food for our bodies.

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The lights were already dim as I turned on some soft sensual music. Notes of the score drifted around as our senses picked them up. Like earlier on the deck, Amber started a slow dance around me, fingertips barely making contact. Now she was naked and my body responded to her again. I let her continue her dance wondering where it would lead and already knowing the answer.

I let my hands sweep the air catching brief contact with Amber as she swayed with slow beat of the music. I took up her pace weaving and swaying, moving close to stare into her eyes before backing away. 

Our dance evolved as we began moving in the others arms. Amber let one hand glide down my chest until she encircled my cock. Her other hand draped over my shoulder and behind my neck pulled my face to hers for a kiss that energized us both.

My caresses of Amber's back crept lower to her young butt and she made an involuntary jerk against me body at the touch. Amber sighed deeply and moaned contentedly. Now it was my turn to stir her toward the couch where we shared our first orgasms of the night.

I gently sat Amber on the couch and broke away from our mutual embrace. Amber sat silently watching as I went to my knees before her. The target of my desires hid at the juncture of her legs where my cock had already visited multiple times tonight. Even if some of my cum still remained in her pussy, I was going to taste her.

Amber was silent except for her raspy heavy breathing as I began kissing her lips working my way to nibbling on her ear and down her neck to her shoulders. My kisses moved to her breasts where I took one nipple then the other in my mouth. The gentle bites I gave her nipples translated to loud moans; her hips bucked up at me.

"Oh, god, Steve," Amber panted her only words of the last several minutes.

Amber had the instincts of a woman with a strong sexual need; her legs opened to me. My cock was tantalizingly close to penetrating her. If I wasn't working my mouth down to that sweet little honey hole, I swear, I'd rip right into her.

I knew this would be our last love session for the night and I wanted it long, tender, and sensual. The scent of her arousal reached my nostrils as my tongue glided across her smooth stomach; I stopped to lave on her cute little belly button.

Now, Amber's excitement became a series of moans, deep breaths, and incomplete sentences of encouragement while I kissed up one thigh before moving to the other. Each lick brought my mouth and probing tongue tantalizingly closer to the moist musk filled center of Amber's being.

My first lick along the length of her labia caused Amber to jerk hard into my face giving me a spray of her scent. On that first taste, I lost control and plunged my tongue as deeply into her sweet well-sexed pussy. My reward was her orgasm, which I drank heartily. There was only a slight taste of sperm and that added an unexpected flavor that I discovered I liked.

"Do you taste us, Steve? Do we have a good flavor?" Her flow of cum did not subside and Amber seemed locked in one long hard orgasm or she was having multiple orgasms gripping her essence.

She cried a loud no when my lips broke from her openly flowing pussy. Just as quickly, she screamed yes as my cock began a slow push into her.

"Amber," I whispered, "your body and mine."

"Our bodies," she sighed as my root reached her depth.

Our sex was long and sensual, not meant to produce earth-shaking orgasms. We already completed rounds of untamed orgasmic bliss and now we concentrated on how nice our bodies felt united. We relaxed into a slow and erotic sensual touch massaging as my cock slowly moved within Amber's gripping vaginal walls. 

Oohs, ahs, and moans escaped our mouths as we kissed, probed, poked, and rocked to the others slightest movement. Time did not exist, place was unimportant, only two bodies existed until our beings, our very essence, became one. The crescendo was as close as a distant star in the sky; it was not about having a good cum.

Even as more time passed, passion for the moment grew. I sensed Amber reaching a new high and sensed my own high might soon happen. With only a slight increase in rhythm, I began working Amber to her last orgasm for the night, and mine.

Amber's whimpering foretold her reaching a point of no return as she thrust herself against me. Her final release was a soft pleasurable cum coming from deep in her psyche, not her sexual being. I spilled my cum into her and we relaxed into the others body completely satisfied.

We strained to rise and find our way to bed. We slept the sleep of two sexually satisfied people.

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Sunday morning dawned about noon. Amber slept soundly and I saw the evidence of our loving dried to her still red swollen mound. How could she have withstood the onslaught we shared last night? How could I have met her passion? I could hardly remember a time when I had three orgasms in a night let alone four or five.

I cautiously got up from bed and silently as possible, escaped to the bathroom for a shower and shave. As I showered, I heard Amber enter the bathroom. Her release into the toilet reminded me of our union and euphoric rides to satisfaction.

Water began running in the tub and Amber slid into the hot water. Her exclamation made me realize that her body must be sore as her pussy was sore and swollen. 

I stepped from the shower only to have my eyes travel to the young goddess in my tub. I smiled my hello and punctuated it with, "I'll wash your back."

Amber sighed deeply, "No, that would not be a good idea," she smiled. "I'm afraid that this little girl," pointing at her still red sore labia, "is due for a few hours rest."

I finished my shave and went to the bedroom to dress. Amber had only her bikini for clothing so I rummaged through the few things my daughter left her for Amber to wear. The items I offered were loose fitting and airy for comfort. Amber could wear her bikini bra but I was pretty sure that panties were not on the list of items to don.

I changed the sheets again and began a wash of last night's messes.

I was on the deck looking out at the lake scene when Amber appeared dressed in my offering of clothes. "So, you must have young girls here often if you keep the right size clothes in your closet." She smiled knowing she wore my daughter's clothes.

"Why, yes, I do have young women clawing at me. I especially like young sexy women who can make me crazy with their bodies."

"Just how often does that happen," she demanded with a coy look in her eyes.

"Well, let me count. As I think about it, there was this one time when a cute woman from work spent a weekend and had to take Monday off because she had some body aches and pains."

"Is that a prediction?"

"I hope so unless you're too sore still. Let me make you some lunch. You have to be as hungry as me."

Amber stepped to my side, put her arm around my waist, gave me a tender hug before saying, "Hungry for food, yes. Sore, getting better, I found some aloe cream."

Two steaks waited a turn on the grill as potatoes baked in the microwave. The cooking was under way and I decided to call my daughter as I promised yesterday. I knew the topic of conversation would be Amber and as Sherry answered the phone, I began with, "Amber is wearing some of your clothes, I hope you don't mind."

Amber's hand slapped my chest as she smiled broadly, almost tantalizingly. "And, I am so sore," Amber spoke into the phone. Sherry demanded to talk to her.

I could hear only Amber's side of the conversation and knew my daughter and my office admin person were talking about me. "Him? Five times." "Me? I can't count." 

They talked for a few more seconds before Amber handed the phone back to me. "Just make sure you don't hurt her emotionally, dad, she likes you."

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The afternoon sun was warm and we began to stroll the main road around the lake, the pace slow as I pointed out one thing and another. Most of the lake is surrounded by homes with a third of the shore undeveloped flood control berms that gave an awareness of wilderness. 

Entering this wild part of the lakeshore had an intoxicating effect. I drank in the contrast between wild undeveloped natural surroundings against the stark difference of Amber's young untamed excitement for life. I took her hand into mine and stirred her toward a secluded grove of tall grass and trees. "From here we can watch wildlife graze and catch some of the rays of sun."

"This is so close to town yet it feels far away, remote and personal, private." Amber sat quietly on the tender young grasses although it was obvious that she was uncomfortable.

"It is very secluded if you want remove some clothes. I can tell you are still sore." 

"Very pleasantly sore, thank you very much." Amber shed her top and her shorts; she wore nothing else.

I discarded my clothes and sat with her. In the distance, we noticed a small group of deer wondering through the trees, too early for their trip to their watering hole, they were munching on grasses or maybe they were stomping down an area for their nest tonight. We watched in silence.

"Do you think that is a deer family, Steve," Amber asked with complete honesty of not knowing.

"Not likely, Amber," I whispered back. "They are probably a group of does belonging to one buck. The strongest buck wins the attention of the best does."

I was becoming slightly aroused and Amber noticed it. "Looks like another buck is getting ready to score his doe." Amber stretched her arm over my stomach and took my cock in her hand.

I smiled broadly and sighed as I felt Amber's palm and fingers entrap my cock. I twisted to my side noticing Amber's breasts were already showing signs of swelling; her nipples were already erect. 

I bent my head taking one nipple in my mouth while my arm reached to pinch the other. Amber's loud moan spooked the deer and they ran off. Amber's hand worked my cock with long slow strokes. "Steve, I have never been this sexually charged. I want you in me." Amber pushed me onto my back again and straddled her hips over my face.

"I want you too, Amber. Aren't you too sore?" I saw her slightly inflamed labia but her answer was not spoken. She sat her sweet pussy over my mouth. I used my tongue to lick her entire length from cute little butt hole to protruding little clit. Amber jerked from the touch, moaned a bit, and waited for another tongue stroke. I didn't keep her waiting.

Amber accepted my cock into her mouth and proceeded to take my full length. Her head bobbed up and down to the rhythm of my tongue licking her. We stayed in sixty-nine until it was clear we were both close to an orgasm. 

Swiftly, before her orgasm, Amber slid down my chest and took my cock in her pussy in reverse cowgirl. Her cute butt contracted and relaxed as she bounced hard on me. She cried out just as her orgasm struck, "It hurts so good!" In unison and in our tight union, we came together.

Amber reclined against my torso with my cock still in her. As I began to wither from this round of sex, I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. I kissed her shoulders and neck as she also came down from her orgasm. 

We lingered like this for several minutes whispering words of desire to each other. The sun began dipping down as the fall afternoon sun starts setting earlier. With much reluctance, we both knew we had to dress and finish our walk back to my house.

"Amber," I asked, "shall we go out to eat or do you want to stay home?"

"If I have a choice, Steve, I'd like to have a naked cook again tonight."

With that decision made, we made it home and were right back in the shower cleaning up. Amber made it clear while we showered that she was ready for more sex. I told her that if she could keep me hard all night, we would both be late arriving to work tomorrow.

Amber did everything possible to make sure our night dissolved into morning before we both realized that work loomed and we hadn't had any sleep and darn sure hadn't had any rest.

About 4:30 in the morning, Amber began giving me some wonder head; she sucked me deeply into her mouth making me hard one more time. In all my life, I have never had a weekend with this much sex. I couldn't remember how many times Amber got me off and she was one orgasm after another.

When she settled herself on my cock and began the final ride, I sensed a change in her demeanor. She was wanton, driving herself hard on me. Each of her thrusts came with a grimace on her face. She was sore to the point of pain yet continued her onslaught. I could not imagine her able to have another orgasm, but she surprised me as she yelled out my name and gushed on my lap.

I was not close to cumming and I don't think she was finished either. Amber went prone on her stomach, arched her hips high and told me to finish hard and long. Her pussy opened like a flower and my cock slid in smoothly. I noticed a pink hue on the horizon and knew dawn was breaking on Monday morning and all I could think about was pounding Amber into the mattress for one more cum if she could get it off.

I was relentless in my pounding; this was pure fucking for no other reason than to fuck. Amber knew it too and she begged for everything and got everything she begged for. In one stunning mutual orgasm, we came in a final explosive cum. The weekend was over.

Amber did call in sick that morning and I took her to her apartment where she kissed me good by and thanked me for the most exciting weekend of her life. That was it; it was over.

A week later came the news that Amber planned to leave her post to marry a man she was engaged to. I was just a final fling before a ring plugged a hole. 

I wasn't upset, should I have been? In a parting gesture Amber told my daughter about our exploits and Sherry has fed me with young sexy over-sexed women with whom I've left a lasting impression. Yet, there hasn't been another weekend at the lake like the weekend with Amber.