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River

By: RebelWithoutApplause



It was a cold and windy day when I first saw her. Her auburn hair curled around her face in wavy rings and her skin was as white as porcelain. Her blue sun dress didn't do much to shield her from the cold, and she futilely held it down with one hand as she clutched a stack of books with the other. It was clear that she was new to the North East, and had apparently never encountered the cold before.

I took a moment to admire her as she stood near the car lined street at the outskirts of Georgetown University. She seemed to be making her way haphazardly towards the dorms, but the look in her eyes revealed that she had no idea where she was going. She pressed herself against the metal fence to squeeze by a rather obese police woman who was writing tickets for the long line of illegally parked cars, crushing her books against her perfect breasts as if in an attempt to flatten herself completely. I took a drag from my cigarette and watched her squeak by the cop, mere inches away from the unsightly and rather rotund ass in uniform that was pointed at her. She visibly grimaced at the sight of this all too full moon, and I couldn't help but laugh at her unfortunate position.

After much shuffling and side hopping, she managed to maneuver herself back onto open ground and let out a loud sigh of relief, loosening her arms just enough for her books to break free from her chest and come crashing down to the sidewalk in total disarray. In utter despair she fell to her knees to collect her books, but this was clearly the last straw, and her patience was spent.

On reflex, I ran to help her, choosing to brave the street rather than dry hump the cop, and I came to meet her head on, kneeling in the gutter to collect her books. Her head popped up in surprise and our eyes locked for a fraction of a second. The vision of her beautiful green eyes lasted just long enough to burn itself into my memory, and in them I saw every element of the sea. Something about them penetrated me to the core, laying my entire life bare, and for a moment I could only stare dumbly back at her in complete awe.

Finally, her voice broke the silence and I regained what little composure I had brought with me.

"Oh...thank you. I mean, really, it's fine...you don't have to—"

I nervously cut her off mid-sentence and simultaneously kicked myself for being so rude.

"No, really, it's no problem. Pretty girls should never go without help."

She smiled with a mixture of relief and tension, and I allowed myself to relax ever so slightly. Something about this girl threw me entirely off balance and I found my brain completely unresponsive. Her voice was clear and feminine—even slightly childish—but there was an undercurrent of strength that plainly stated that this girl was no doormat. As we stacked her books, I couldn't help but notice that my position in front of her allowed me a glimpse down the top of her dress, and I would be a liar if I said that I didn't take the liberty of sneaking a peek or two. From what I could see, her breasts were both natural and perfect for her body; enhancing the curves of her waist and hips by providing an equally exquisite balance and curve to her chest. A few stray freckles dotted her shoulders with the appearance of miniature constellations, and delicate silver earrings punctuated by small sapphires dangled from her ears; clearly a graduation gift from some proud family member.

I picked up the stack of books and stepped on the sidewalk to help her up. She stood only a few inches shorter than myself, and I quickly estimated her to be approximately 5'7".

"Thank you..." she recited with a hint of practiced gentility. Her lips parted slightly as she searched for words to follow, but none ever came. I sensed her uneasiness and broke the silence as best I could.

"Do you need help carrying these? I mean, I wouldn't mind. I'm Silas, by the way..."

Her eyes brightened at the friendly offer, but her shy nature clearly held her back from accepting.

"Oh...thank you...I'm River. I think I'll be fine, I just need to figure out where I'm going...you wouldn't happen to know where the undergraduate dorms are, would you?"

I couldn't help but smile knowing that she would be living on campus, and thus, near me. I pointed her South and took one more opportunity to admire her curves as she disappeared around the corner. I turned to head towards the nearest coffee shop and did my best to ignore the disapproving eyes of the police woman.

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Later that night I sat in my window watching the web of sidewalks below. My roommate had announced a few days ago that he was moving to Amsterdam to sell hash brownies for the rest of his life, and by the next day he had already packed and disappeared. His replacement was due hours ago, but frankly I didn't care if he showed up at all. My mind kept wandering back to those unforgettable eyes. The very memory of them brought the sound of waves to my ears, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had dreamed the whole thing. I resisted the urge to smoke another cigarette and focused on the memory of the mystery girl in the blue dress, with constellation freckles, and a voice made to melt hearts.

I heard a key click into the lock of the door and I grunted in annoyance. I got up from my spot at the window and started to walk towards the door in preparation of meeting the next academic asshole who had decided to apply to Georgetown for the bragging rights. The latch turned and the door swung open, but to my great surprise there was no douchebag in a polo shirt standing in the hallway. Instead, there stood River, blue dress and all, books still in tow, and clearly shocked to see me standing there in front of her.

A moment of awkward silence passed between us until I finally worked up the nerve to ask the obvious question.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

She blushed horribly and stammered, "I...well...I was in a room...but something happened with the pipes...and it flooded, and...they said this was the only free one...and they said that if you said you didn't mind rooming with a girl for a while...then it would be ok...and it would only be temporary...I mean...I didn't know this was your room...and...well..." she trailed off into mumbles and then stopped talking altogether.

I was too shocked to even form words, but I knew that if I didn't say something, this once in a lifetime opportunity would pass me by and never come back. Also, if that wasn't enough, if I didn't choose her then I really would get some educated ass as a roommate, and that was too much to bear.

"Of course you can stay. I mean, you'll have your own room over there," I gestured towards a closed door to the left, "and it's not like I've never lived with girls before; I have two sisters."

My reassuring smile seemed to give her confidence and she brightened up instantly.

"I really can't thank you enough! I don't even know you, and you've been so nice. I promise I'll try not to bother you too much, I swear." At that, she disappeared into her room and closed the door.

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Over the next several weeks, I grew to love having River around. We had to share a bathroom, which was awkward at first, but once we got used to each other's quirks and habits, we both began to feel like we'd known each other for years. We'd each take turns making dinner, and we both did a pretty good job keeping the bathroom and living area clean. We had similar taste in music, so there was almost always something pleasant drifting across the room from either her side or mine, and, though we never openly admitted it, we both became pretty content with our rather unusual living situation.

Naturally, River made friends with several of the girls in her classes and though she was a hard worker, she kept a pretty active social life, but her crowning achievement came one Friday when she was invited to her first college party.

I sat at my place by the window, smoking a cigarette and working on a poem when she came running through the front door with a large shopping bag in her hand and a huge grin on her face.

"Guess where I'm going tonight!" she beamed.

"Let me see...with a smile like that, I'm going to guess the White House." I teased.

"Oh come on, you can do better than that!" she chided, "I'm going to my very first official college party! And it's a costume party! Which, by the way, is my favorite kind of party."

She was practically jumping with excitement. Her soft hair framed her face and her incredible eyes lit up like Christmas lights. Everything about her resembled a child at a birthday party, and I couldn't help but smile at her innocence and beauty.

"Well, you'd better get your costume on so you can model it for me." 

She rushed off to her room and closed the door.

In less than five minutes she reemerged and the sight of her took my breath away. She wore a thin spring green dress that seemed almost lighter than air with comfortable, yet elegant matching shoes. Her hair was braided in a circle around her head, and ornately decorated fairy wings emerged from her back like the canvas behind a priceless work of art. Her dark eyeliner made her eyes leap out, and I couldn't keep myself from staring into them. I stood slack jawed for what seemed like an eternity, until she finally broke my reverie.

"So...what do you think." she asked with pride and a hint of apprehension.

"You are..." I took a moment to admire her once more, "the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."

She smiled brighter than ever before, and I wanted nothing more than to scoop her up and cover her entirely, but before I knew it, she had dashed across the room and threw her arms around me. In my mixture of surprise and complete elation, I found myself unable to do anything but hug her in return and stammer indecipherably.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." she whispered in my ear, and before I could respond, she kissed me on the cheek and dashed out the door.

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I heard the crash at 3 a.m., and immediately jumped out of bed to investigate. At first I had thought someone was trying to break into the dorm and my hand immediately found an old cricket bat I kept in my closet as I charged towards the front door, but when I reached the living area I found the door to be intact. Carefully, I turned the deadbolt and opened the door; River was collapsed on the ground outside.

I immediately threw the cricket bat on the floor and fell to my knees to try and revive her. She was semi-conscious, but she seemed incredibly disoriented. Her shoes and dress were covered in mud, and her hair was a complete mess. Her fairy wings had been torn to shreds and one was barely hanging by a thread.

Her skin was cold as ice, and I knew that staying in the hall would just make her worse, so I picked her up and carried her to my room, covering her with every blanket I could find. I ran to the bathroom and immediately turned on the warm water in the shower before rushing back to River. She was regaining consciousness and I kept repeating her name to keep her grounded, but she was too disoriented to fully understand what I was saying.

"River, River, hey, River, wake up! What happened! You have to tell me what happened!"

She coughed weakly and her glazed eyes opened slightly.

"...I...I...just asked...Tylenol..." she blacked out again.

I pulled the covers back, but suddenly hesitated. Undressing her felt so wrong, but I knew that if I didn't do something quickly, there was a very real possibility that she would die. With that in mind, I turned her on her side, removed her wings, and unzipped her dress. I peeled off her dress and shoes to reveal her black bra and panties. With trembling fingers I unhooked her bra and slid the straps from her shoulders to reveal the perfect breasts I had lusted after since day one, but seeing them under these circumstances wasn't what I had been hoping for. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them off, revealing, to my surprise, that she was completely shaved. Even in this state, I couldn't help but admire the sheer perfection of her body. In the dim light that streamed in from the living area, she resembled an angel fallen out of Heaven, and my heart broke at the sight of her.

Without a moment to lose, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to the shower, placing her gently under the water. I stripped down to my boxers and climbed in the shower with her, holding her in my arms and trying my best to warm her, repeating her name and trying to will her back into consciousness.

After an hour of hot water and body heat, I finally felt like she was warm enough to put in bed, so I turned off the water and gently lifted her in my arms. I kicked open the cabinet where the towels were, and found, to my dismay, that there was only one left. I mentally chastised myself for not doing the laundry, but without any other options I wrapped her in the towel and walked soaking wet to my room. I laid her on my bed and retrieved an old shirt and a pair of sweatpants from my drawer. After allowing myself one last look, I dressed her and put her under the blankets again. I kicked off my boxers and quickly dried myself with the towel before grabbing a fresh pair of boxers and climbing into bed next to her and wrapping her in my arms protectively.

As she regained consciousness I whispered in her ear, "Don't worry River, you're safe, you're safe, I'm here, you're safe now..."

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I woke up to find River still in my arms, warm and very much alive. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. She stirred against my chest and let out a soft yawn. Her beautiful eyes opened and she looked up at me, but they weren't quite as bright as they had been the night before.

"Good morning, beautiful. You're ok now. I promise. You're safe."

Her eyes searched me for a long time before she was able to respond.

"I...I got out. I asked for Tylenol...and this guy gave me something...and I took it. I started to feel sick...I wanted to leave...he tried to stop me..." she began to cry and I hugged her tightly to me. I was so angry. For the first time I realized how much River really meant to me. In these last few weeks I had come to love her more than I could have imagined, and knowing that someone had done this to her tore my heart to pieces. When her tears had subsided she continued, "he took me to his room. He tried to grab my dress...I felt really sick...I told him I wanted to go home...but he locked the door...I made it to the window...and jumped...I tried to run here...but I wasn't sure if I made it...until now..."

I held her close and kissed the top of her head. I never wanted to let her go, but I knew that she needed to be examined by a doctor in case someone actually had gotten to her before she was able to escape.

"I'm just glad you're alright. I don't know what I would have done if you had been hurt. Even still, we need to get you to a doctor. Do you think you can walk?"

She sat up a little and tested her balance.

"Yeah, I think I can. I...I think I'm going to go by myself. If I don't go out of here by myself this time, I don't think I'll ever leave by myself again...and I don't want that."

Despite my apprehensions about her leaving alone, I understood her point and didn't fight her about it.

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I paced the dorm in complete disarray for the next two hours, half in a rage at the people that had hurt River, and half in sheer dismay that she had been hurt. By the time I heard the key turn in the lock to the door I was about to crawl out of my skin. She entered quietly and we went to my bedroom to sit on the bed and talk.

"The doctor said that I was given a heavy dose of GHB, but that I'll be fine..." She sensed that I had more questions, so she continued, "They said that it looked like I got away before they were able to...rape me."

My heart leapt into my throat. I was so happy that I wanted to jump for joy. I had replayed the scene in my mind ten thousand times and each time seemed more gruesome. I was never happier to be wrong.

"But...there's something else..." she continued, "when I was at the doctor...I started to remember...you...you're..."

Fear gripped my heart. I was terrified that she would be angry that I had undressed her. I had been so stupid! I had undressed a girl who had almost been raped! What had I been thinking?

"You're the first guy ever to see me...ever to see me naked." she hesitated, "I...I'm glad it was you. I really am, and...well...I know I shouldn't say this...but I want you to know that I've thought about this for a while...and...it's not just because of last night...well...last night made me realize that...I shouldn't wait anymore...there's no reason to wait...since I've been here, you've been so nice to me...and...well...I've always thought that one day I would find the perfect guy...one who I could give myself to...one who would be there for me...and...well...if you'll have me...I want to give myself to you."

I couldn't believe my ears. I wanted nothing more than to take her right there, to fill her completely, and to become one with this beautiful creature that had entered my life, but in my heart I knew that she might still be in shock from the night before. I chose my words carefully.

"River...I've wanted you since the second I first saw you..." I stammered, but pressed on, "but if I'm actually lucky enough to have you, I want to make sure that it's really what you want. If you still feel the same by tonight, then my answer is yes ten thousand times over."

For the first time since she left for the party, her eyes were bright again.

"I'll see you tonight."

And with that, she disappeared into her room.

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By the time eight o'clock rolled around, I was a nervous wreck. A large part of me was convinced that she wasn't going to come, but a tiny part still believed I had hope. Right after she left the room I had begun chain smoking, but as nighttime neared I suddenly feared that she would be repulsed by my smell, so I ended up taking three showers and brushed my teeth as many times as my mouth could handle. Finally, as the clock struck eight thirty, I heard her door open and I tensed up with terror and anticipation; but the second she opened the door, I had my answer: she was wearing the blue dress.

I stood impulsively and she walked up to me and pressed herself against my chest, wrapping her arms around my back and holding me tightly against her. She tilted her head towards my ear and in a voice that still haunts me, whispered, "I give myself to you."

That was all the green light I needed. I kissed her hard on her lips and grasped her head with my hands, pulling her into me. She moaned into my mouth loudly and pressed herself against my hardening cock. She reached her hand down my chest and began to palm the front of my jeans, tracing the outline of my dick through the fabric. I allowed my hand to slide down her back and find the curve of her perfect ass. I grabbed it with both hands and pulled her firmly against my now completely erect cock, rubbing myself against her as she lifted her leg to rub her clit against me.

She fumbled with my belt as I slid the straps of her dress over her shoulders and watched as her breasts were exposed. She gasped as the open air hit her hard nipples and I lowered my head to take her left breast in my mouth. She sighed and moaned as I licked and sucked her breast, biting her nipple gently and pinching the other with my hand. I worked my way back up her chest, kissing every square inch I encountered and moved my free hand under the back of her dress to meet her panties. In one swift motion I pulled them around her ankles and then returned my hand to her exquisite ass as I kissed her neck. My hard cock poked through the front of my open jeans and River plunged both hands into my boxers to grab my hardened member. I jumped at her warm touch, and returned her bold move with one of my own, massaging her asshole with my fingers. She moaned loudly and pushed back against my hand, forcing my index finger into her tight hole. She winced and moaned loudly as I gently fucked her hole with my finger and kissed her hard.


River



Amid gasps, she whispered, "Oh my God, I've...never felt anything like...this...keep doing it...go a little deeper."

I complied with her wishes and pushed my finger further into her ass. She gasped loudly and began stroking my cock with her hands. I grunted and inadvertently pushed my finger even further into her, causing her to gasp uncontrollably.

"Oh my God! I can't stand it! I need you to take me! Take me!"

I had never even heard River talk about sex before, needless to say, every word out of her mouth made me hard as a diamond. I ripped her blue dress clear to the floor and threw her on my bed, removing my jeans and boxers with similar speed and falling on top of her like a predator on prey. I aligned my cock at her entrance and pushed the very tip between her lips. She sighed with pleasure and I looked deeply into her green eyes for confirmation; I saw no resistance. I pushed hard and broke past her barrier with ease. She winced slightly, but I slowed, giving her time to adjust to the new feeling. She kissed me hard for encouragement and I began to thrust, slowly gaining speed until we lost all track of time, space, and reason. It was as if we were the only creatures in existence and all the world had faded around us. I was now in a world of freckle constellations, soft sighs, and radiant green eyes. I was completely consumed in her undertow, swirled in her eddies, and thrown into the darkness of her vortices. Our tension built together, but we both held on for as long as our bodies could handle, wanting nothing more than to prolong the moment we had desired since we first met. I clenched my teeth and willed myself to last for seconds longer until finally my will gave way to nature and I exploded into her womb with a cry. River's breath caught in her throat as she tensed and clamped down upon me, moaning in ecstasy. Covered in sweat and utterly exhausted, I collapsed next to her and she snuggled up to my side, resting her head on my chest, our bodies bare and trusting.

As I drifted off to sleep, Rivers voice echoed in my ear, "I love you, I love you, I love you..."

"I love you."



River and Pool Exploits



The village I was brought up in was at the top of a hill, at the foot of which flowed the local salmon river and this was to present me with my next opportunities in my quest for naked freedom and fun. The river valley had high rising woodland sides near the village and on the opposite bank open flat agricultural land and managed forest estates. I would often go for walks down by the river in the summer, wearing only singlet and tiny shorts. After walking out of the village I would cut across the fields to the edge of the wooded escarpment which bordered the river; at the top I would remove my clothes and carefully make my way down through the trees to the river's edge. Not many people ventured down here apart from a few salmon fishermen and horse riders who could often be seen on the opposite bank. The attraction of the river was to swim naked to the opposite side leaving my clothes behind on the other bank, this form of forced nudity gave me such a thrill of excitement and exhilaration. 

On one particular day I had descended naked down the wooded escarpment but instead of bringing my clothing with me I had left them in a small hut at the top of the ridge. I and a few friends had used this hut when we were younger for illicit drinking and storing a few of the tame pornographic magazines of the day, 'Parade' was a favorite as I recall. I scrambled down to the river's edge realizing as I did so that to get to my clothes in a hurry would involve climbing back up this 100 ft steep escarpment and was not something I would be able to do easily and quickly. So the resulting feeling of remoteness from my clothing and my total nudity made me feel even more stimulated and excited than usual, possibly a little apprehensive too. 

I walked nude along the wooded river bank for about half a mile feeling at one with nature and not really caring if anyone saw me or not, I was relaxed and enjoying being in my natural state, my initial nervousness at being so far from clothes had gone. At the end of the wooded area, the river bank opened up into a large open field bordered by a small ridge which ran along the side of the local railway line. The open farmland bordering the river looked very inviting and throwing caution to the wind I walked out from the cover of the trees into the open green pasture, totally exposed to both sides of the river and anyone who might be watching, as well as any passing trains.

Further along the river bank about 100 yards away I could see a couple of fishermen in the middle of the river. Their presence didn't worry me and I doubted whether they would notice me anyway. I was at peace with the world and decided to go for a swim so I walked to a shallow gravelly area of the river and cautiously paddled out into the middle. The fishermen didn't appear to notice me so I kept on and waded deeper into the river; I swam across a deep pool and emerged on the opposite bank. The sun was warm on my body so I decided to lie out on the grass and dry off; I felt so exhilarated and relaxed. 

I lay naked in the sunshine for about 10 minutes and then in the distance from the opposite bank I heard the sound of a tractor and as I looked up I saw it enter the field on the opposite side heading towards the river edge. This wasn't unusual as local farmers often used the river water to top up the troughs in the remoter fields and this appeared to be what was happening here. I reckoned that if I just stay where I was I wouldn't be noticed and he would be gone in a few minutes. I lay back in the grass and slowly stroked my erect penis enjoying the warmth of the sun and the feeling of being naked. I must have lay there for about 5 minutes gently stroking, oblivious when suddenly I heard a shout. I lifted my head and looked over to where the farmer was standing on the other bank; he had seen me, quite a lot of me I think. 

The farmer was shouting and waving at me and was now striding out into the river towards me, I got the impression he was upset, and how right I was. I have always found that angry people lose all sense of control and awareness and this man who was striding out into the river towards me was no exception. He reached the middle of the river and was about 20 yards away, the water at that point was only about ankle deep and he was heading towards me at some speed. Suddenly there was an almighty splash and he disappeared straight into the deep salmon pool I had recently swum across. I sat there on the grass and watched with some amusement as he reappeared angrier than before. The pool was deep and I wanted to make sure he could swim before I made my escape.

The farmer spluttered and splashed about as he swam towards me, it was time for me to get out of here, but where to go, in one direction was a farm about half a mile away and in the other the fishermen who had noticed the commotion and were also heading my way. I ran off along the bank toward the farm, luckily the fishermen were more concerned about the farmer than chasing me and I managed to get clear but I was still in view as there was no cover. After a few minutes I flopped down on the grass to catch breath and assess the situation, my pursuers had given up and were standing with the farmer watching me. I glanced around to make sure no-one else was nearby when I noticed a horse and rider heading my way following a well worn bridle path which passed just yards away from where I was sitting naked.

My previous experience with a horse and rider had been good, but today I felt a bit too exposed and the anger from the aggressive farmer made me nervous and uncertain, I needed to move on, I needed cover, but where? The only cover was on the opposite bank but the river at this point was like a swirling cauldron and too dangerous to attempt a crossing. The nearest shallow point was towards the oncoming horse and rider.

I had no choice; I got up and walked along the bank towards the shallow area of the river. As we approached each other I could see that the rider was a girl, she had stopped exactly where I wanted to cross and was watching me intently as my penis started to stiffen and become erect. I either turned back to the farmer and the fishermen who were watching in the distance or I had to continue towards the young woman on the horse. 

As I got closer she was grinning, my obvious predicament seemed to be amusing her and looking down at me from the horse.

"Are they chasing you?" she asked pointing towards the farmer and the fishermen.

"Yes," I replied, "I was only sunbathing."

"Well nice way to sunbathe but shouldn't you carry some shorts just in case?" she said as she grinned at me and looked me up and down appreciatively. 

I blushed and looking a little sheepish I nodded in agreement and then realising that my penis was fully erect I looked up to see her staring directly at it. She looked so very pretty sitting there staring at me and all the time my penis just got harder and harder.

"I think maybe you need to go get your clothes before something happens to you," she said.

I stood there motionless not knowing what to do and without thinking or even realizing it I was stroking my penis as she watched. I couldn't believe what I was doing and as I looked up at her she gave me a gentle smile, it didn't take long for me to ejaculate and as the last of the cum dripped from my foreskin I looked up at her apologetically.

"Sorry," I said.

"That's Ok," she replied softly, "I think you had better be going now," and as she drew her eyes from my penis she smiled at me. 

I turned and walked down to the river edge, and as I looked back, I saw she was watching me intently, staring at my young firm bum.

I waded knee deep across the river, and when I reached the other side I turned to face her and waved. My penis was still slightly hard, she waved back and smiled then rode off following the bridle path to where the farmer was standing and watching. I couldn't believe what had just happened and I got the urge to masturbate again as I watched her, I ejaculated very quickly and realizing the farmer was still watching in the distance I decided it was time to get out of there. I scrambled back up the escarpment and after recovering my clothes from the hut; I quickly dressed and made my way back home, a little disheveled but very happy and very excited, I had just wanked in front of a young woman.

Over the next few weeks I made many visits down to the river banks and always left my clothing in the hut, I don't recall seeing the farmer again but I did see many horse riders from a distance. I would regularly swim naked in the river but I never stayed on the other bank away from my clothes again. Sometimes I would walk naked up to the nearby railway track and stand there as passenger trains went past, I don't know if anyone ever saw me but it was fun. As for the fishermen I think they were too interested in the salmon than worried about me running around the countryside stark naked, they led such boring lives.

I had soon become very bold about nudity and inevitably it was no longer a secret amongst my friends. Our village had an outdoor swimming pool and during the summer months it was popular but never too busy. I would go there often and if no-one else was around I would enter the pool naked, leaving my clothes in the changing room. 

One afternoon I was at the swimming pool, I was the only one there and I was swimming naked, the pool had recently been cleaned and the water was very clear which added to my exposure and excitement. At the opposite end of the pool from the changing rooms were the diving steps and behind that tennis courts and gardens which were the main access to the pool area. I was swimming on my back away from the changing room end towards the diving steps and as I approached the end of the pool the steps came into my field of view and there sitting on the top staring down at me was a young woman. 

She could see everything, I was floating on my back totally exposed to her view, as I reached the edge I rolled over and looked up at her.

"Hello," I said, and gave her a big grin. 

"Hello," she replied with a smile.

"Why aren't you wearing any swimming trunks?" she asked.

"I don't like to wear them," I replied, and as she looked down at me I felt my penis stir, soon I was fully erect.

I floated on my back as she looked down at me and my erect penis was on full display. I had seen her in the village a couple of times as she often stayed with relatives in the area but I didn't know her name, she was very pretty and probably about my age or a little older. She looked down at me.

"Do you always swim nude?" she asked.

"Yes nearly always, do you?" I replied.

"No never, but aren't you afraid someone might see you?" she asked.

"No not really," I replied.

As I smiled up at her, she smiled back and continued to stare at my erect penis which was poking up out of the water as I floated before her. 

I climbed out of the pool and up the dive steps towards her, she watched me intently as I sat next to her on the top step. We didn't say anything and she just kept looking at my naked body, my penis was throbbing with excitement and I so wanted to masturbate in front of her very eyes. 

I started stroking my penis gently, and as she watched I pulled back the foreskin to expose the head fully, I heard her give a little gasp as I did this. I watched her as she watched me, her eyes were fixed on my penis as I stroked, it started to twitch and pulsate in my hand and very quickly my hot white semen started to spurt out in long thick jets from my exposed tip. She gasped loudly as I kept on spurting my hot cum into the clear water of the pool below leaving white ribbons of semen floating and then slowly sinking to the bottom. As I finished I let go of my penis and lay back against the step, she looked up into my face.

"Did that feel good?" she asked with a smile.

I just nodded I was enjoying the feeling of having just cum in front of a pretty girl. 

"Why don't you join me in the pool?" I said after a while and stood up ready to dive in.

"No I think I'll just sit here and watch you," she replied. 

I dived in and swam slowly to the far end of the pool in the knowledge that her eyes were fixed on my naked bum as I deliberately made it break surface; at the other end I turned to swim back but she'd gone. 

Not long afterwards, I was swimming in the pool naked as usual when Phillip one of my farming friends arrived, he saw I was naked but didn't say anything and went into the changing room. A short while later he emerged naked and quickly jumped into the pool. We swam and mucked about in the water for a while diving and splashing around. I was getting very horny and as we splashed and fought with each other I began to get an erection, he also had an erection and when he got out and stood on the diving steps he made a big thing of showing it off before he dived in. 

After a while we both got out of the pool and sat naked on the edge proudly displaying our erect penises. I lay back with my feet dangling in the pool, I was feeling so horny and desperately wanted to take hold of my penis and masturbate. I was just about to start stroking when another hand grasped hold of me and started to play with me. I looked at Phillip slightly shocked then slowly I took his erect penis in my hand too, it was smaller than mine and in no time at all we were laying back on the edge of the pool wanking each other off. 

I had my eyes closed and after a few minutes I felt his penis start to throb and twitch followed by his hot thick cum spurting all over my hand. His grip on my penis suddenly got harder and as I clenched my buttocks tight I felt my hot juices gushing from the tip of my exposed penis spurting onto my face and chest. I shuddered and trembled as he gripped me tighter squeezing every last drop of cum out of me before letting my penis flop softly on to my tummy. 

We lay there exhausted covered in cum, and then I heard giggling. I opened my eyes and sat up and standing on the other side of the pool were Carol and Annette, two of my friends from the village, they had never seen me like this before. They were giggling and laughing and had watched the whole thing take place, Phillip sat up and stared at them in total embarrassment and ran into the changing room, followed by cheers from the two girls as his white bum disappeared through the door. 

I slipped into the pool and swam over to where the girls stood, we had known each other for all our lives and now this was a new side they had never seen before, they had heard about the farm yard incident but never expected to see me naked in the village pool let alone a mutual wanking session with another friend. 

"What are you two up to?" asked Carol.

"Just a bit of skinny dipping," I replied, grinning up at her.

"It looks like it, playing with your little winkles too, eh," said Annette.

They both burst out laughing and made wanking motions with their hands. 

"Mutual exploration of our inner feelings," I said when they had both stopped laughing.

"Bollocks," said Carol, "Wanking each other off is what I call it."

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I suppose that's one way of putting it," I replied, as I floated on my back showing off my erect penis. 



River and Sonya Get Wet



River walked slowly in the moonlight toward her hot tub. The night was warm, but her heart was still cold from the breakup. She needed to feel again, it was difficult to continue being so cold in her life. It was difficult to pretend to be fine while having her heart ripped out. Her longing needed relief so that she could rest and she had not felt that in so very long. It was okay to let him go, but there were still many other things in her life that needed to be taken care of. 

She knew her neighbor was a musician, but was still surprised to see her coming home at this hour. Sonya was a little drunk and dropped off by a friend. Sonya saw her gazing into the night from the back fee and was concerned for her neighbor so she invited River over for a drink. Reluctantly, River agreed. 

They sat on the couch watching late night cable TV while laughing at the cheesy lines, music and drowning their frustrations in cosmopolitans. They talked about men and how their hearts had both been broken recently and how frustrating it was to not only live with the hurt, but mostly how they really missed the great sex. They stayed up until early morning hours and dozed off with the TV blaring and their hearts broken. 

Drunkenly, River admitted that her last relationship had been a DOM/sub situation that had gotten out of hand because her Dom had been cheating on her for quite a while. She didn't worry that she could find another good man. She missed the release of worries by letting him do whatever he wanted to her body because it always made her feel so perfectly naughty. Her head had a compromised need to have more control when it came to him seeing other women away on business but her throbbing heart felt empty and longing. 

She stood to get another drink when she slipped and accidentally fell back on the couch with Sonya's face inches from her breasts. In the drunken slip, Sonya took advantage of the situation and started to fondle River's her. By pure reflex of being a sub for so long, River rested her head against the soft throw pillows awaiting any touch that Sonya might give her. Sonya took this motion as a sign of submission and started to take River's shirt off to find her lacking a bra. Upon further exam, she was also out at night with no panties on. It was just as she hoped.

Sonya had watched River since she moved in a few months ago, skinny dipping late at night when she thought that there was no one there. She would watch her relax in her spa with her spread feet resting on the concrete, her hand working furiously on her own body while floating with the bubbles. She watched her several times late at night and it was always the same thing.

River would slowly rub her breasts in the moonlight while pushing her hips just above the water line. Once in a while, Sonya would use binoculars to watch the show, seeing every detail when she could. She stored these images in the most precious and naughty parts of her mind for further masturbating moments.

Furiously, she would rub on her swollen clit, as a long pink dildo would disappear inside of her. Sometimes she would do this for her master while he watched her eagerly. Sonya could see the excitement on her neighbor's face while putting her curvy body on display. She would always have River on her mind lately when she was just about to explode with orgasm. 

Now, here was River displaying herself for the room to see on her couch. She thought about this for so very long. With all of the lustful spa displays, she couldn't help herself in moments of need. She saw that River had been quite active when she moved in, usually with her Dom at night. Now, she had been going solo she guessed lately, the break up explains why but not why it was so slow lately. Now, River would only able to see her once every couple of weeks when before, it was more like a few times a week. 

Sonya had a naked River in front of her and was quite prepared on how she was going to use her. Filthy thoughts had inspired and tortured her for so very long. She was happy to hear that River had been a sub, which meant that she could get away with quite a bit while knowing that there were few things left that would be firsts; this was going to be a lot of fun. She could not wait to get inside of River's ass! She couldn't wait to put a huge throbbing cock inside of it for play. For now, she slipped a finger against River's aching clit. 

She bent over to lick and fondle River's breast and did so with great tenderness. River was moaning beneath her while Sonya's fingers teased River's aching slit up to her throbbing and swollen clit. She rubbed in circle patterns, marking in her mind the exact points of the clock on her clit that made her moan the most.

With a stretched nipple between her teeth, she looked River in the eye. Sonya's mouth couldn't help but smile around the nipple with lust. Sonya's hand probed River's slit carefully, flicking and massaging along the way. She pushed on the top of the entrance to the slippery pussy and left it there with not quite enough pressure to push all the way in to actually penetrate. She held the pressure with two fingers while her index finger rubbed the silky clit. 

Sonya freed her mouth for a moment from nipples and smiled at River with deep eyes and asked her, "How much freaky stuff did your old Dom do to you? Did you fool around with other guys? Or girls? Did he get you to take anal?"

Drunk and blissful, all that River could manage to say was, "Yes."

That was all of the green light that Sonya needed. She stood up and offered a hand to River as she led her upstairs to help her sink River's naked skin into the soft bed. Sonya stood in front of her on the floor while she slowly removed all of her clothes. Each agonizing minute passed until she was finally standing in her panties. 

She climbed on the bed and straddled River wearing only black panties and said, "I want you to show me what you can do before I take this last piece off."

River nibbled and pulled the panties to the side while her tongue escorted Sonya's clit to the open night air. River used her nose to spread Sonya's labia further apart to expose more of the slutty clit being presented. She pulled with her teeth gently on the tiniest part of River's clit. 

Just as River moaned, Sonya released the flesh and met it with her strong tongue. Lush juices oozed in response from River's hairless pussy.

Sonya moaned in appreciation as her knees grew week. She flipped on her back on the bed and told River to finish removing her panties with her teeth, no fingers allowed. 

River was pressed together between Sonya's open legs. River dramatically put her hands behind her back as she leaned forward to Sonya's hips. Seeing that taking panties off would take all the day with such long legs, each inch by aching inch at a time sounded much too torturous, River smiled in brief anticipation. 

River pulled the side of the panties up and bit them with her front teeth, exposing the silky skin below. She tore and bit the other side of the panties just as dramatically. With Sonya below her, she stuck her nose right at the top part of the labia while stretching her tongue out below. Her tongue expertly pulled the lace toward her slippery mouth as she bit down on the fabric then sat up and shook her head to the side, releasing the panties into the dark room. 

River sat up and smiled at Sonya and said, "Done my Mistress."

Sonya smiled back for a moment before River pounced between her legs as River's tongue found a sobbing pussy desperate for some attention. River lapped at Sonya's clit and ran her tongue all down her wet pink slit before spreading her open to expose the bald and dripping pussy. Just as the tip of her tongue touched Sonya's pussy, Sonya ordered her to stop.

River's head popped up by instinct and waited for instruction. Sonya ordered River to place her wet pussy just above her face as she slid her hand under her satin pillow. River did as she was told and waited for further directions like a very good little sub.

"You may lick me now." Sonya nearly barked at River. 

River was quick to devour all that she had before her. 

"I don't want you to use your hands, just your tongue." River complied, using her hands merely for balance. River returned to the swollen clit with her dripping tongue. Gently and slowly she licked from the clit to her dripping pussy. Each slow stroke and agonizing wait until she unleashed and started to purr and nibble on Sonya's sweet pussy.

With River so elegantly occupied, Sonya got to lapping up some of River's juices and nibbling away on all of the pressure points her genius fingers already found. River gushed wetness as her moaning turned to gargled screams. Both tongues dipped into the heavens with grinding and passion fueled breathless moments.

Feeling River drawing closer to the edge, Sonya pushed a mean and powerful fake cock inside of River's pussy. She thrust it forward, rubbing and grinding with force against River's G-Spot. Each breath brought her closer while the nibbling on waiting clits intensified. Their hips undulated and pushed all touches closer to their tender skin.

Sonya pulled the dripping dildo from River's sloppy and open pussy and pointed it straight to her budding asshole. Sonya sucked with abandon to keep River's attention away from the massive dildo headed straight for her ass. When River cried out, she pushed the head in with lubed ease. This action pushed River to fit just one more finger into Sonya's pulsing pussy.

Feeling her own orgasm tighten around her throat and bud in the back of her mind, Sonya pushed the dildo further inside of River and was awarded with an earth shattering moan. Sonya pushed deeper while dildo had all but disappeared except the base deep inside River's tightly impaled ass. With her massive friend occupying River, Sonya stuck probing fingers deep inside of River while sucking in rhythm to the beating pulses beneath the clit.

Unable to hold on to sweet delay any longer, River's neglected sexual depths were deeply satisfied and she could wait no more. River erupted into orgasms beyond the moment in mind bursting explosions. Each wave fueled deeper throbs and thrusts making each new flame light further wildfires. 

Sonya finally felt the quivering skin beneath her that had been dancing naked in her mind for much too long. Her gasping moans left her bucking her hips wildly beneath the soft curves holding her down. Each pulse rushing deep within her slobbered pussy was met with booms within her heart and mind.

Unable to kneel any longer above Sonya, River rolled to her side and turned her head back to the pillow to look Sonya in the eyes. She was incapable of speech, but her cocked eyebrow and wicked smile told River all she needed to know.                

With long and soft arms wrapped around River, Sonya drifted deeply to sleep. River briefly thought of removing her impaling ass toy, but decided to leave it there as a reminder that she had found a solution to her sexual dry spell.



River and Sonya Get Wetter



"Oh fuck, I'm going to come! Oh Oh, pump that cock harder. Spank me! Come for ME! YES YES YES!" River mumbled in her sexual comatose of sleep.

It was a great dream about the few hours before and she longed for so much more. She opened her eyes slowly, remembering what all had happened with her lovely neighbor. She hoped it would happen much more.

Daylight seemed to be her enemy as she woke with soreness, slightly sticky and a little hung-over. The upside was that she also found herself very naked with her sexual fever slightly fulfilled. What a welcome relief as she stared at Sonya with eyes wider than the morning and a desire to make her new mistress very happy.

Sonya was still purring in her sleep from the early morning conquest of her neighbor. (River was wettest late at night). River watched Sonya and dared to pull back the covers once more to glance upon her sweet naked ass. She pulled the blankets back up to Sonya's face, tucking in the warmth around here carefully as River got up quietly.

River was still impaled by the dildo in her ass and decided that she could remove it for now to clean up and start a new day. If Sonya wanted her to, she would put it back in as soon as she could. She thought that the sound of the shower might wake her lovely friend, so that was exactly what she decided to do.

She turned on the water and thoughts from the night before were still swimming in her mind. Each lick, caress and wiggle made her gasp but also brought a huge grin. She looked in the mirror while waiting for the water to get warm and saw that her hair had the hugest JFL she had ever seen. That proved it; this had been a great time.

She brought her impaler into the shower with her and gently stroked soap over it to clean it up. The hot water washed all of last night off of the sweet slippery cock. She was well aware that it was a fake cock, but felt that it still deserved some attention as it was so wonderful to her earlier.

As she washed it, she felt like home stroking it into a slathered sudsy hot mess. She turned toward the massaging spray of water and rinsed it off and watched all of the suds run down the drain. It was merely hypnotic as she started to feel a fondness for another woman's dildo. She gave it a kiss and set it on the shelf in the shower to be returned to its proper place at another time.

River let the warm water take her over. She squirted fragrant body wash on the extra-large poof in the shower and had to giggle at the squishy sound. Sometimes, even when she was at her most sexually deviant, she was still a little kid when it came to funny sounds. She couldn't help it, it made her smile.

She lathered her body up with suds and let worries flow away with the hot spray of water on her naked back. She started to rub the poof between her legs, hoping to ease some of the ache of longing for more playtime with her new friend. She rubbed the suds across her heaving breasts, making them slick and slippery to the touch.

One hand rubbed her breasts, pinching on the nipples to be sure that she was really still there and not in a dream as her other hand slipping the soapy poof between her legs. River started to rub her most favorite parts, not really to work her way to orgasm, but merely to remind herself that it was possible to really touch them and enjoy without feeling the horny ache she had just hours ago.

She closed her eyes and places both hands on her breasts and enjoyed the softness of her own skin and gentle squish that great breasts always have. Her nipples came to pointed threats as she was easily able to push one, then the other into her waiting mouth. She nibbled and stretched a nipple and let go of it with her hands as it pulled like elastic with the gravity. Her eyes were closed with a nipple drooping from her mouth; her hands had reached further below to the all of the sweet spots that Sonya had played with earlier.

She started to breathe heavily, with her eyes closed and the hot spray of the shower reminding her that it had not been a dream. She couldn't get over the look in Sonya's eyes as she pulled River's breasts to the farthest most delicious point of pain. She could think of nothing else as she put the other nipple in her own mouth.

Although River's eyes were closed, she could feel a shadow cover the sun and she felt the cool air of the open shower. River made no effort to stop, but played the part harder for her lustful partner. She pushed her hips forward while her hands worked furiously now on her slick hairless skin. Another hand joined the party between River's legs while the other pulled slightly on the nipple hanging from River's mouth. It caused a spasm of delicious pain and seduced her to put on a better show.

"Good morning my Sweet. It's nice to see you in such a wonderful mood. Oh, seeing your slippery skin is just what I need to get moving today." Sonya had heavy hands controlling each movement against River's wet skin.

River turned her neck toward Sonya, as Sonya bit on River's lip and pressed her tongue deeper into her mouth. Each lovely massage of hot spots on River's skin made her even happier on such a bright and sunny morning as the evidence of a hangover was washed away with the passion in the hot water spray.

"I see that you wanted to freshen up, that's good my Sweet. Let me help make sure everything is clean. I want you to bend your knees down. No. Further. I want your ass to rest on your ankles. I want you to spread your legs as far apart as you can." Sonya was demanding with her requests, but very sweet and sexy at the same time.

Here was River, squatting in another woman's shower with her head back, eyes closed and waiting for further instruction as she could be lost in this world forever. Sonya motioned for River to turn around, as she was open to all the water pulsing against staggered flesh and making her gasp in reaction to all of the things touching her.

Sonya got down on her knees in front of River and quickly led her hands to all of the delicate spots that River had been thinking about. Sonya reached up to the shelf to grab her favorite dildo and had the wicked smile on her face and erotically naughty thoughts racing through her mind.

River tried to touch and rub anything she could find on Sonya's skin but was told to put her hands back on her knees and relax, that was all she needed to do. Sonya sucked on and nibbled River's nipples, as her hands parted River's labia and became forcibly probing any part of River's sweet spots that Sonya could find.

While River was in mid moan for the hard bite on her nipple, Sonya pushed the dildo deep inside of River and watched all of the reactions on her face. Her parted lips and closely locked eyes told Sonya that this was just where she wanted River. Each forceful thrust and strong sliding fingers made River bite her lips in ecstasy.

In a harsh and throaty whisper Sonya ordered, "No River. Open your mouth, I don't want you to be quiet, I want to hear it all. Show me how you scream."

Sonya plunged deeper within her friend, pumping her dripping pussy and grinding it on her G-spot.

River opened her mouth and let lose moans that were music to Sonya's ears. Each sliding finger had its very own mission and each gasp of breath took Sonya and River to the edge.

Sonya's voice was harsher and commanded, "Take your hand and play with your clit for me. Show me how you like it. I want to see you get it done."

Sonya enjoyed the show.

River did as she was told as she concentrated on spreading her pussy lips further and put them on display in the steamy shower. Sonya pushed and pumped the dildo deeper in River's pussy while encouraging her to come for her. Sonya took her waiting hand and started to rub her own throbbing clit with abandon. Sonya kept an eye on River's breathing, listened to her moans and met each gasp with harder rubbing on her own clit.

Sonya knew that she had every piece of control over River at this moment and would not let her go. She kept her on the waiting edge, withdrawing and letting go, then pulsing forward harder each time. Achingly, River's moans turned into screams and all of the wetness in the shower was not merely from the water.

With River gasping, Sonya knew the time had come. She pushed the dildo to the breaking point deep within her friend and was met by a loud and amazing scream of a fiery orgasm for her friend. She pushed her clit harder and met River's screaming echoes with her own as she exploded in ecstasy.

River was on the brink of too much pain as Sonya's orgasm subsided, releasing River's nipple from her steel grip. The release of her nipple brought further waves of orgasms as River was no longer in control of herself. Playfully and dramatically, River collapsed back on her bottom, unable to stay in her position any longer. She sat in the corner of the shower, shivering and pulsing while staring at her lustful friend.

Sonya stood up and grabbed the shower handle and was careful to wash the rest of River's wet pussy off. She couldn't help but smile because this was one of her favorite things to witness. It would not take much to make her come later just by remembering the image of her naked friend sprawled in her shower and unable to move from a pounding orgasm.

They smiled at each other, lost in each others eyes and unable to speak but the spent crooked smiles on their faces said everything that needed to be said.

With one last breath, they were almost able to stand, when they heard footsteps outside the shower and a hearty, "Mornin..." from a very tall and naked stranger to River, but playmate to Sonya.

"I see that you finally got a hold of her for your own greedy hands. Care to share?" Fred gave Sonya a wicked smile. 



River And Sonya Get Xtra Cuddles



"Get out you horrible pervert!" Sonya exclaimed with a protective fierceness. 

"I can't believe you said that! You really know how to hurt me Sonya." Fred looked at her with puppy dog eyes and looked like he was ready to cry. "We both KNOW that I'm an excellent pervert."

The shower door opened and a drenched shower puff hit Fred in the middle of his chest.

"I can see when I'm not wanted. I'll be downstairs playing video games." He stormed out of the room, hurt by the resistance. "Let me know if you need any help."

Sonya stood tall, dripping wet and naked as she slammed her bedroom door and locked it. She rarely locked anything. Even though she was rather flexible with her relationships, she wanted to keep River all to herself.

She stepped back into the bathroom to find River surprised and dripping wet. It was an expression that matched a mild hangover and dealing with morning and no coffee. 

Sonya grabbed an extra-large towel from her closet and dried River off softly, kissing down her neck and holding her close as the towels fell to the floor and they held each other in the light of day. Sonya's arms wrapped around River in a protective hug for as long as they could until Sonya lifted her head to stare at River's beauty. 

Sonya kissed River on the forehead and said, "I'm sorry about that. He's and old friend and enjoys free range mooching in my house. Why don't you get back under the covers for a little bit and I will come back up with some coffee?"

River had a vacant and exhausted look on her face, "That would be lovely. Thank you Mistress."

"You are so welcome." River gave her a deep kiss and held her tightly, leading her back to the bed as she pulled the covers back and helped River get back in bed. 

She covered her up tight; leaving her naked kitten alone in her bed when that was the only place she wanted to be. She wanted to spend the day wrapped around River, while the rest of the world was floating far away from them. 

Sonya covered with a soft fluffy robe as she descended downstairs ready to rip Fred's head off. She found him in her living room destroying aliens with a shotgun completely engrossed in the video game. River took his headphones off, and hit him with them on the chest. 

"What is your major malfunction? You knew I've wanted River for a long time! You little freak, this is not an area to be playing around in!" She punched his puny girly arm. She hoped it bruised.

"I know, I know. I just didn't know you would get all sentimental on me like that. Geeze, where did you learn to punch? Ouch, that hurt."

"The Marines you idiot. Now, what is it that you want and why the hell are you here?"

"We have a new friend coming in today as a surprise birthday present for the Head Mistress. She will be here in a few hours and I thought you may want to see her picture, she seemed like your type."

"All of this to show me a picture? You really do know how to piss a girl off."

"That's my specialty. Just think, a few moments ago, you said I was a horrible pervert. You know I'm much better at this than being horrible." He smiled at her brightly. "Looks like you enjoyed yourself, that's great. I'm happy for you. What was it like? This never bothered you before."

Sonya took a deep breath and realized he was right. She had a few partners and was never particularly possessive as she was this morning. She just wanted River all to herself, but commitments were commitments. 

She was sure she could figure something out but in the meantime, she punched him in the other arm out of frustration before she went to make a pot of coffee. 

"When is the plane coming in?"

"Answer my question first. How was it?"

She clenched her fist again.

"Alright, be like that, I see how you are. Fine, tell me about it later. The plane comes will be here in 3 hours. I thought you might want to get a jump on shopping. They want me to drive you both to L.A. this afternoon for the party."

Sonya stared him down harder.

"What? I tried to call you last night but you had that concert. I knew you needed to get ready as soon as possible. Sorry, geeze." Fred suddenly looked penitent and sorry, not a usual look for him. 

"Fine, fine. We will go over this again later. Go out and get me some strawberries and doughnuts, I need a bit longer and then we will talk." Sonya gave him a strong hug then shooed him out the door.

"Don't I get some of that coffee?"

"No. Now git!" 

Fred faked a heartbroken look as he acted like a sullen teenage girl and over dramatized his exit. The door slam would have been more impressive if he didn't have the arm strength of a fairy fart.

Armed with coffee, Sonya juggled mugs as she headed back upstairs to a very curly haired goddess. She looked peaceful and sweet as she snuggled into the bed with her sweet River. 

Dreamily River opened her eyes and smiled. 

She had not felt this comfortable and cared for in so very long. She put her head on Sonya's shoulder as they held each other tight. Sonya meant to explain what had happened with Fred, but decided this moment was too strong to be interrupted with silly words. 

She just wanted to be lost with River in the moment of infinite cuddles. 

Beneath the covers their bodies melted softly together. Their embrace was hungry but sweet, neither wanting to leave the cocoon of care. 

River kissed Sonya's neck as she was held tight and their hands wandered over each other. 

River kissed her way down Sonya's chest, gently kissing and caressing Sonya's soft pink nipples. Sonya ran her fingers through River's crazy curly hair holding on to the electricity of emotions and passion in the room. 

With the day of travel and business before her, Sonya realized she may need some quiet time prior to the looming crazy. She let herself rest on her soft pillows as she enjoyed the soft gentle kisses River was bestowing upon her. Each simple touch brought her closer to paradise.

River could feel Sonya's frustration and myriad of brain complications. It was much too early in the morning to let her sweet Mistress be so distracted. 

River set to make things right and as relaxing as they could be for sweet cuddle partner. She kissed her way down Sonya's body and watched her breathing release and slow.

Sweet kisses covered Sonya's soft skin as River's gentle fingers started to take Sonya's breath away. Soft kisses swept over Sonya's breast and player with her nipples until they were strongly erect. 

River's fingers slipped between Sonya's legs, gently exploring each fold and slippery pulsing nerve. Gentle strokes of her tongue opened and explored where her fingers were a moment ago. 

River's swirling tongue caressed Sonya on each side of her throbbing clit, teasing and manipulating her into submission. River's heart raced as she could feel the building of breath. The wetness of her actions displayed so wonderfully as she tried for a few moments more to build the longing and passion in her actions. 

It would be too easy to simply make Sonya explode in ecstasy. River wanted Sonya to hold on, wait a bit longer and feel her passion.

River could restrain herself no longer as she took control and skipped over further pressure building and grabbed Sonya's clit between her fingers, pinching it in pleasurable plain. 

River's fingers snuck inside of River's pussy, deeply wandering and pleasuring all that she wanted. 

With Sonya's clit pinched before her eyes, she teased the skin just below the pressure in long slow licks with her forceful tongue.

Exquisite torture shot through Sonya as River wiggled just one more finger inside of her. The feeling was tight and hit each pleasure button on the way up to Sonya's flaming G-spot. 

The pinching fingers pulled and tugged but never released the trapped clit with River's tongue rewarded as it was rewarded with gushing wetness. River pushed further and deeper with her fingers and pinched stronger, building Sonya's abandoning of the outside world. 

Feeling the pulsing start and knowing that the time had come; River released Sonya's clit and lapped at it like a starving kitten. River's tongue went from the widest point, engulfing Sonya's clit, to pointing it to the perfect pleasure point, then covering all that she could back to pin pointing to lapping at her clit. 

River pushed just a bit further and expanded her fingers as the moment was upon them. 

Sonya let lose a scream that shattered their cocoon of heavy breaths and whimpering. Sonya's hands wrapped through and pulled on River's hair, bringing her closer and feeling the deep release of a world shattering orgasm. 

Sonya's body pulsed with pleasure as each sensitive touch flickered like a candle light standing strong in the wind.

When the flame flickered to a burning glow and Sonya released River's hair, River kissed her way softly back up to Sonya's waiting lips. River left Sonya glowing and breathless as River herself felt shameless and happy. 



River Boat: Day 01



(Preface: The River Boat was created between Annora and My Erotic Tail. This tale of Abby and Sam on a house boat on the river grew from a small idea (SRP) into a wonderful tale. Thanks for the wonderful co-write Annora. I hope everyone enjoys the read as much as I enjoyed the write. A special Thank you to LadyShianne for editing.)

(Chapter One) The Cherry

The ride from the airport was long and quiet. They exchanged views of their expectations of this vacation get away. But the travel had already taken it's toll on them. The truck pulled up to the marina and they got out stretching.

She was an erotic breeze, as she out reached her arms way above her head and stretched. Her frame was silhouetted against the shining water and showed her beauty in a bursting way. She settled back on her heels and tilted her head while her hair glistened with sunbeams bouncing from its strands thru the thicket pines. Her curves could move a man in many ways.

The Bull Frog marina was painted all green and tainted with age but the boat slips were new and the hatches off the main pier were full of boats. Moss hung off a large oak tree at the entrance door. The parking lot was mostly vacant for this wasn't the busy season for tourists. 

The water was calm and the sun at mid afternoon hung over the tall pine trees. The weather was at it's best, a cool 70 degrees and a light warm breeze embraced them as a welcoming hug. The aqua bluish green color of the river was the panoramic vale. There it was, natures beautiful bounty the "Old and Lost, Trinity River."

Sam put his arm around her and leaned into her, gazing upon the river's awe. He gave her a little squeeze and said, "Here we are, dear." Raising his arm a bit and pointed to their home for the next 10 days. 

The River Boat was pearl white trimmed with blue and the railing was stained red oak. Sanded smooth as a baby's behind. The two level cabin and quarters were forward leaving a large rear deck and sitting area. Offering another lounge area on the roof. As the main room was mostly the mid section a combination of kitchen and the "day" room, separated by a large and sturdy ebony wood table. The two long plush cushioned couches ran along both walls and the entertainment center ended its spacious flooring. The lower quarters was one spacious bedroom with the bathroom and shower just beyond the large bed. The walls were made with Washington Cherry wood giving it a deep hue.

A bright orange life buoy hung off the back wall as a beacon. And silver trailed all along it's under rails. The well house that housed the motor and generator was under the deck slatted with slick stained cherry wood. Wonder if that's why they named this house boat..."Cherry."

"The reservations have already been taken care of and the keys are here in my hand. Are you ready?" Sam asked. "Need any thing from the store?" As he pointed to the marina. "I'm going to load her up."

He leaned in and gave her a kiss, then turned, opened up the truck and began unloading the suitcases and supplies. He had already been here the night before so every thing was...ready to go.

"Mmm what did you say, Sam?" She was lost in the serenity of this place. Smiling at him, she could see his back. He was well muscled, "Must be from living in the country," She thought.

"Need any thing from the store?" He said very drawn out, very slowly forming the words. It made him seem even more southern.

Looking at the river out stretched before her, she knew the trip would do her wonders. Abby was in need for a trip without modern conveniences, getting away from phones and the rat race. Sam promised her silences broken with nature, the beauty of the river doing it's magic.

They had spoken online for a very short time, when she had heard once again the beauty of the river. Abby was joking with him a few weeks earlier about coming down. 

"Sam you make it sound so peace filled. Packing my bags, will be there in a few." After she typed those words, he was on them quickly. Selling his river to her. Kidding back and forth, they flirted about the way they would share a river boat.

The night ended with their usual good nights. She walked into her bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Abby didn't like the dark circles she was seeing more each day. Looking at her reflection she saw somebody she shivered from. She was seeing her own mother, screaming out, she ran to the computer and turned it on. She caught Sam while he was still online.

"Please reserve a house boat. I am coming there." The words glowed brightly. 

Sam typed excitedly back, "Are you kidding? " His words made her feel even more sure. 

"No! I need to shake up my life. This will do that won't it?" The words typed across the screen. When she saw his smiley face, she felt so sure of it. It also was when AOL died.

A few nights later he wrote her with the time and the date. Abby kept thinking that somehow she would be stopped. Yet, here she was with Sam being asked, "Was there anything she needed." Abby's stomach was flipping upside down inside. She didn't know this man. Which was a fair statement, he didn't know her either. Ten days stretched before them. Would they make it as friends or lovers?

"What are you smiling so broadly about, Abby? " Sam turned and looked at her face. She knew he would see her inner thoughts. "Sam this is a perfect river and the perfect boat." She said it with strength and excitement.

Abby put her hand on the rail as his brushed against hers. He became electrified by her touch and her smell sent his sense's sailing. Alluring and sensual to the touch his heart raced with desire as he looked at his new found friend. They were fixing to learn a whole lot about each other and the next ten days was just the beginning.

Sam unlocked the door and let her enter first. He sat the bags on the deck and took the supplies to the table in the center of the kitchen area. Went back and put the suitcases in the bedroom. Started the motor and let it idle. Fixed the ties and set the bilge. The house boat was ready to go...

She looked at him and realized her situation. On a river and had no idea where. With a man that moved her to laughter and tears, only by words. She broke out into a chatter, asking about the stove. "So Sam you do this often? Rent a house boat? Go out on your own, here on the river? " She blurted as her eyes glanced upon the single bed in the other room. Her face turned beet red and her hands shook. 

"Abby, yes there is one bed in that room. It's the smaller of the two rooms. I thought you might enjoy it. I was going to give you a choice." Sam's face was honest in his speaking. "Abby, to be honest with you I thought you might snore. You might talk in your sleep. Why you might even..." His voice was straining, his words were just silly thoughts. He made her relax completely with his generous manner.

"Oh, Sam I am so embarrassed. You got this beautiful boat, sharing with me. Bringing me to this beautiful river, and I act like a school girl. I am so sorry. Of course you would offer me the right to sleep alone." Smiling at her, they did connect on a level. "Oh by the way, women don't snore. Men snore, some animals, but women do not. So therefore I do not snore," his eyes twinkled and she caught a glimpse of a little boy smile.

Abby was organizing the kitchen and bedroom getting acclimated. As 

Sam went to the deck and untied the house boat from its slip and went to the helm. Revved up the engines and set the throttle. The boat was churning water as it began moving out. Steering it out and set it on course as he made his way to the back and secured the rail and checked on Abby.

She was as giddy as a school girl but her joy was recognized instantly. She wasn't sure of Sam and he wasn't sure of her, but they seem to be fairly sure they were going to enjoy the next 10 days on the River.

The house boat made its way down river as the islands of tall pines passed and the pockets of coves and pools of lagoons with cypress trees and moss were as if they were waving as they slowly glided by.

Sam caught Abby's glance upon him several times till he finally went to her and asked. "We getting hungry yet?..Got some great gourmet river life meals planned." He said and winked at her.

The sun was setting on their long ferry, the colors danced thru the timbers and sparkled on the water as the splashing of the wake made a melody of sounds. The first large cove they came to at the disappearance of the sun they set anchor. 

Sam went to the kitchen and started the steaks and potatoes. Abby got changed in the bedroom as they negotiated the turns at the rain closet. (The Shower) Sam made ready the couch for his evening lounging. "My bed," Sam thought with chuckle.

Sam set the running lights then the spot lights over the water for an early evening of catfishing. As the steaks were cooking Sam was eyeing this princess that had agreed to be his company on this River Boat.

Slipping into the bedroom, Abby shut the door. Feeling more at ease she slipped her dress off. The evening's cool air came through the window, blowing her hair back as she slipped into a short sundress. Pulling her hair up, she tied it with a ribbon. Knowing that dinner would be done soon, she turned the door knob. Stopping where she stood, she saw the muscular chest and arms of Sam. He was turning the steaks that were perfectly grilled. She noticed his facial features, they were tender and handsome, his eyes seemed to laugh.

As she was walking out of the room, he turned to see her. His eyes registered his approval. Breaking into a grin, Abbey turned to show him her dress. She knew her curves were being highlighted from his admiring eyes.

"Oh Abby, what a beautiful dress. Is that the whole dress, though?" Abby looked down and wanted to fall through the floor, her dress had gotten caught in her panties. The sheer fabric left nothing to his imagination. His eyes were feasting upon her upper thighs.

"Oh Sam, I am so embarrassed." The tears started to swim in her eyes. Abby's lips were quivering now and her voice shaking. "Sam I don't know what..." His long legs took two strides and he pulled her to him. Holding her tight, he let her arms pull onto the dress. He was so kind, so sweet. Abby fell for him in that one moment. He never laughed he just gave her a graceful way to get out of this.

"Abby, I don't have my eyeglasses on, I didn't see anything," his voice spoke with softness. "Abby, come on over here if I didn't burn dinner let's eat." His chuckle was contagious and they both began to laugh.

They sat down and ate as the sun set. Fruit was for dessert, and somewhere he found a box of thin mint cookies. "This was just glorious, he was so like his personality online." Abby thought. The evening flew by with much laughter. "Sam I am so glad I came, here." Abby's said tenderly.

The frogs sang their nightly songs along the river, with the crickets as there back up singers. Not exactly Smokey Robinson, but peaceful as they played their tranquil melody. In the distance you could hear the distinct sound of the loons calling out in the crisp night air.

Abby was beautiful and refined. The hardest part of online relationships would be the little things, like the flicking of the loose strands of hair or the tilting down of the head and looking up at you with doe like eyes. People tend to get the mentality of another right away, but to actually see them in their repetitious personality trademarks is a whole other story.

Her little dress mishap triggered a bond of trust and friendship that they had hoped would grow. It had been a long time since either had held another that they weren't sure if they would ever again. Or even to open up to a stranger but they were whittling away at the barriers of mistrust.

Her sensual ways intrigued Sam, such as the way she stood with her weight on one leg and hip curved out as an obvious eye catcher to any man. Her little summer dress was a garnish on her beauty. The pulling of the her shoulder straps backwards and the look she would give when she looked at you, then looked away shyly then looked back again with focus and total eye contact as you can tell something was running through her mind, just wasn't sure what that was.

"Care to do a little catfishing, Abby?" Sam asked as they went to the back deck. Sam told Abby of how he had caught a 72 LB op-catfish one Easter weekend many years ago, not to far from their spot. He told her that most of their catches would be throw backs and to let them get a little bigger, but that it was a lot of fun.

Sam assured her of their safety, that he had been a guide on this river for hunting and fishing in his youth and it was a Tom Sawyer life of easy breezes and flowing water. With fancy tales of mystique and intrigue combined with the best natural portraits of nature all along the river. 

"Well, there's a Cajun quartet with dancing on the back deck later too if you like." Sam said laughing as he pointed to the entertainment center. She gazed upon him as he gazed upon her, each soaking up the other's little ways and the bond of their friendship grew stronger with each sentence. Sam ran the lines on the fishing poles and set them in there holders and designated her pole to her. 

"Now when the pole bounces and they're biting at the bait, jerk the rod back and set the hook, then reel 'em in. You do like to eat fish right?" Sam asked.

"Of course," Abby replied. Then shot Sam a look with a girlish giggle.

The flood lights off the back deck lit up the whole cove. And the river's banks glimmered off it's shore line wakes as the night air was refreshing and peaceful. The white house boat glowed in the moon light as the night crept upon them. They seemed to be even more sure of their decision to come out here the more time ticked away.

Sitting there looking at the fishing pole, Abby recalled a very early fishing lesson. "I remember when I was younger my father took us girls fishing," Abby said smiling. "My father had four daughters, and he took us fishing one day. I was quietly sitting there as the fish kept biting at my sister's lines. He walked over looking puzzled why I wasn't getting bites. As young as I was I just shrugged my shoulders. He brought the fishing line in. I remember his smile, it wasn't a cruel smile it was one of amazement perhaps. I was the stubborn headed one of his daughters. I told him I would fix my own, he could help my sisters. So when he brought the line out of the water he immediately knew my problem. I had forgotten to put a hook on my swivel hook." Abby snickered then continued. "He smiled and placed a hook upon my line, he never mentioned it to me or my sisters. I caught a fish immediately and my sisters were jealous." Abby began laughing even louder as she recalled the memory.

"Abby what is so funny?" Sam asked as she continued to laugh.

Smiling, she put a finger to her lips, "Shhh you will scare the fish, Sam." Abby looked at him in the light, not wanting to give away her inner thoughts. 

They both heard a loud splash, everything happened so quickly. The water splashed over the boat rail, Sam jumped with one big boost, knocking Abby's arm out from under her. She slipped back and to the left, falling in a full body landing. Sam screaming, "Oh Abby you got him. You got him. The grandpappy catfish we all want so badly. C'mere here take the pole. Hurry! Hurry! Don't lose him." His voice was filled with excitement. He never noticed he had thrown her back.

Jumping up, he'd wanted to get to the fish before she lost him. Sam made a mistake. He swerved only one foot and bumped her again, broad siding Abby straight over the railing. Hearing a new splash and a much louder one. His face turned, a bit shocked perhaps, his voice was so calm as he said, "Abby what a strange time for you decide to go for a swim? " Seeing her face he slowly realized his misstep had brought her to this end.

Dropping the pole he fell upon his knees, "Oh my God, Abby, did I make you fall in? I am so sorry, give me your hand." He stretched his hand out way over the railing. Abby was laughing as their hands touched, she got to feeling mischievous. She pretended that she couldn't quite get his hand. His reach went way past that safety area. Abby gripped his hand and pulled hard. He fell forward in the water with a thunderous sounding splash.

They both began laughing and floating as his arms went around her as hers went around him. Using each other to float in the cold river's water, until they realized they were interlaced into one another.

Sam was embarrassed that he had knocked her into the water. But that was lost the moment she wrapped her arms around him and like a magnet their lips slowly found each other. Their mouths opened and their tongues swirled.

They separated for a moment and caught their breaths as they looked into each others eyes deeply. They both let out a small laugh but the fire of desire had been lit with that passionate kiss. Their bodies together in the water, Sam noticed the coolness had effected her plump nipples that were now protruding. She caught his glance as she noticed what he was looking at, then she fell into Sam again, kissing him.

Sam pressed his lips into hers as she pulled away and made her way up the steps at the back deck. Abby came out of the water dripping wet. Droplets splashed upon the hard wood as Sam began to climb out behind her. He stood erect and standing when she threw a towel at him laughing. He barely caught it as it went sailing at him and she giggled with that little school girl laugh she had.

Sam was ruffling the towel around his head when he felt her hands upon his waist pulling him in for another kiss. Sam kissed her back with heated passion. They now stood on the back deck pressed upon each other with their lips locked and arms intertwined.


His hands left her shoulders and traveled down. Abby leaned forward allowing her hands to drop to his waist. She began feeling him thru his jeans. His moan told her he wanted more. Slowly her fingers unsnapped his jeans and then unzipped them. His cock came bounding out like it was saying, "Hey coach I am ready, play me." Her mind became focused on his rigid organ.

Sam's love muscle was a very weighty size. Looking down, Abby saw he was already with precum glistening on the tip. Slowly she moved down his body until she was eye to eye with his manhood. Licking her lips he waited with anticipation for that first warmth from her mouth's enveloping feel. Abby could feel his body tense making her mouth open wider. She brought him in her mouth in one complete swallow. He moaned, then his body stiffened, she knew he was free falling into ecstasy.

Licking him ever so softly brought more precum to surface. He took her hair in his hands and brushed it to the side. He wanted to see this. See his cock slip down her throat, he started moving his hips slowly. Between that and the boat slowly rocking she felt a little sick, realizing with horror she was going to. She shoved him back and tried to move to the side of the boat. Barely making it, she began heaving overboard. 

Sam reached out and pulled her upwards once he was fairly certain that she was thru feeding the fish. He walked her to the lower section, and laid a towel out on the bed then placed her on the bed as well.

"You get out of those wet clothes once you get to feeling a bit better." Sam said with concern. Then brushed her hair back off her flush face. He covered her up with the bed spread. 

"Poor honey," Sam said, "a lot for one day." Getting a cool rag and placing it on her forehead. Abby seem to be resting with her eyes closed and yet still a bit dizzy.

He shut the door so that she could get undressed and out of her wet clothes. He went to his bag and got a little bottle. Went back to the bedroom and knocked on the door. 




River Boat: Day 01



"Yes," Abby mumbled.

"You still clothed?" He asked

"Yes, Sam, I haven't moved yet," She giggled. 

Opening the door, he peeped in and laid the bottle on the vanity, as he caught her opening her eyes slightly, he smiled. "Heres some mouth wash for you, once you get to moving around." He said with a snicker. 

Sam walked back to deck and reeled in the lines. There was a nice catfish on one of the lines that had done the usual grab the bait and lay on the muddy bottom. He got him in the boat and smiled as this was Abby's line.

Sam put the fish in the cooler, secured the rail and checked the anchor. Everything seemed ok so he turned out the flood light and checked the fuel and water. Then went in to the main "Day" room and sprawled out on the couch. He took the remote and turned on the television then turned the sound down real low. It had been a long day. The water lightly slapping the side of the boat and bull frogs singing in the distance made for a tranquil sound, so it wasn't long until he too fell asleep, there on the River Boat.



River Boat: Day 02



River Boat: Day 2 (Turtle Cove)

(This story was written by Annora and My Erotic Tail in (SRP) Thanks Annora~) (Edited by LadyShianne...Thanks S~)

The sound of Abby in the kitchen woke Sam from his slumber. Slowly he arose and made ready the "Cherry" for its daily voyage. The two of them exchanged "Good mornings," as Sam got the boat under way and Abby started breakfast. A bit nervous, they glanced at each other not sure what to say to break the ice.

The River Boat made its way down river as the sky showed a tint of lightness. The running lights on the house boat still shined as did the front spot light. The logs and stumps were mostly towards the bank but the caution for watching for them was always an issue.

Abby was in the kitchen making coffee as she turned and handed Sam a hot mug and kissed his cheek, as he kept his eyes on the river's bend. He smiled at her, knowing things were fixing to get better. It was getting lighter by the moment so Sam turned the spot light out while the river's reflection of the sky's lightness started to show.

"Abby, look," Sam said as he pointed to the bank of the river. She turned to see the herd of deer grazing on the new grass sprouts that the bank's edge offered. They were beautiful, 4 does, a fawn and a nubbin buck grazed. They didn't dart off for they were used to boats running up and down the river. Unless you steered towards them, then they would scatter. But the two watched their graceful ways as they glided on by. The deer watched with cautious eyes.

"Getting hungry?" Abby asked.

"Oh yes," Sam said with his country charm. "I'll get 'Cherry' around the bluffs and anchor for a while, while we eat."

The bluffs were passing by on the port side. A sheer cliff straight up for well over 100 ft. It was a deep part of the river and a bend in the rivers twists and turns. The mix of coletche and granite made them colorful and pleasant to gaze upon.

They came upon Turtle Cove and pulled the house boat into its small opening dodging the monumental cypress trees that hid it from plain view. If you didn't know the river, you wouldn't know it was there. Zig zagging into it's open lagoon, Sam pulled the boat to it's center. They were surrounded by the giant trees and moss fallen from all of them which blanketed like a tapestry veil. They were as secluded as it could get for now. 

"Breakfast is almost ready." Abby said smiling.

"Ok, I'm ready too," Sam snickered as he could smell the food and was getting hungry. He secured the anchor and turned off the motor then went to the kitchen where he wrapped his arms around Abby and gave a gentle squeeze. "Something smells yummy."

Sam sat at the table and began a battery of questions to find out what she wanted to do this day. "There's an Indian reservation a few miles down that we can get out and shop or walk the banks. Or we can dart up Justice Creek and let the inmates get a gander of you in a bathing suit, poor guys ain't seen a women in years." Sam laughed for he was really kidding about going that way. "Or we can make good time and be at Rye's hot springs by this afternoon and soak in natural mineral springs that's supposed to be good for you. It's up to you, dear." Sam finished.

You could hear the continuous splashing of the turtles that climbed on the logs and stumps and then dove into the water. That's why they called it 'Turtle cove.' It was like a residential area for the turtles and their playground for diving practice.

The still water offered serenity at it's best other than the occasional splashing of a diving turtle. Ducks swam up to the boat a couple times and quacked, expecting tossed bread crumbs which Sam did just to show Abby how friendly they were. Their chattering was increased as the bread hit the water and they darted around each other trying to get their share. Of all natures beauties this morning, Sam had his eye on the beauty on the river boat, Abby.

The day was promising to be one of natural beauty. Sam fed the ducks and Abby finished the breakfast dishes while talking about the day.

"So how about a little swim before we go anywhere else?" Sam spoke with excitement. 

Abby went into the bedroom to change. "Where do you think we can swim, Sam?" She asked, coming around the doorway tying a scarf around her hips quite casually. With nothing else on, Sam's jaw dropped but he managed to close it and smile.

"Did I say swimming? I sure don't think I could keep from drowning with you looking so ravishing, Abby." Sam's voice had went an octave higher, grinning like a cat. "Mmm, my my, Abby you got my attention in the worst way." 

"Catch me and you can have me," Abby said then dove into the water. The water enveloped her with a shock from the coldness alone. It felt like needles being pressed into her skin. She broke the water's surface with chattering teeth. "Damn, it's so cold." Sam took the leap of faith and plunged into the water's depths.

Abby took off swimming towards the shore as Sam come up near her. With a slight squeal she began swimming faster.

"Sam, we are swimming away from the boat," Abby shouted and paddled faster. Then she saw what he was swimming towards, a hidden beach. His long lean body stood up as Abby reached the shore and began walking along it's sandy bank.

Sam broke into a run and Abby tried to sprint to a safe zone but his long legs had her caught quickly. Abby squealed with laughter as they embraced. Their eyes met as their lips pressed together. Slightly out of breath, they twirled tongues and gripped each other tightly. Passions flared between them as they knew it would eventually. Both were glad to bring their feelings to the surface as they pressed into each other more.

She was shivering a bit so Sam tried to warm her by rubbing her arms up and down with his hands. She showed signs of being chilled with her hardened nipples. 

"Something moved in your pants, Sam. Did you pick up a fish or snake while swimming?" She said with a grin.

"Well, no, Abby, that's all me." He replied with a snicker.

"No way, let me see?" Abby asked laughing as her hand ran downwards. She rubbed the outer jeans of his pants and he swelled even more. She unzipped his pants as she kissed his chest. Then kissing downwards, she finally got to his one eyed snake as she engulfed it in her mouth fully. The feel of her warm mouth made him perk to the sensation.

She was on her knees with gentle glides of her tongue and fingers. He was hard as wood and pointing straight up as she explored. Then she put it in her mouth so deep he could feel that it wouldn't go in any farther but she pushed herself into him even more. Pulling back slowly, she looked at him.

"I want you, Sam, on this white beach...now." She said with her head tilted down and looking up with her eyes in a girlish look. Her hands traced his manhood lightly and slowly in long strides.

Sam couldn't hold it any longer as he came all over her at that moment. Exploding at the side of her face and in her hair as she let out a soft squeak in surprise. Sending the turtles jumping from their sunbathing perches and a round of splashes came from all over the hidden cove, echoing the sounds of the little turtles taking turns to dive in the water. 

"That wasn't exactly what I meant." Abbey giggled.

Sam looked at her with a Texas size grin then took her by the hand and led her over to a nearby boulder that protruded through the sandy beach. He leaned into her and kissed her then turned her around and whipped the wet scarf off of her body and leaned into her bare skin and gave her what she asked for.

Her bare ass pushed upwards to meet his pressing stiffness. Their bodies meshed and began a coordinated stride of togetherness. Gripping each other with tight grasps and tensed muscles they made love in the sun's glory.

After a hot intimate moment and then a cold swim back to the boat, they folded into each other as the boat made it's way out of Turtle Cove. Things were looking up as well as heating up between them.

Watching the water swirl beside the boat then turn over on itself was hypnotic. Seeing the river expand before them, showing it's grand size. The shoreline was massive in trees, brush, and other natural beauties. Abby watched with wide eyed wonderment. A snowy egret took flight as Sam opened up the motor's throttle and set the house boat on a course down river.

They had become fast friends online. And now they were becoming lovers fast, too. Having heard the horror stories of the ones that actually met, they still had their reservations but they were melting quickly in the Texas sun.

Abby found some wonderful makings for a lunch or early dinner. Salmon steaks with orange sauce, garlic mashed potatoes, and asparagus in butter sauce. She was even able to make a souffle. While Sam found a good place to anchor, Abby went into the bedroom and changed into a black slinky number.

When she came out, Sam stood at the doorway and smiled, "Abby, what a dinner, did this come out of the refrigerator?" His voice was tender.

"Mmmm perhaps it did, see anything you can't wait to have?" She said smiling broadly. Sam walked up to Abby and took her by the hand then led her to the bedroom and shut the door.

They never got around to that salmon or mashed potatoes or the souffle that didn't rise. After they had each other in every imaginable way and place, Abby and Sam both fell asleep in the bedroom while the moon rose high on the River.



River Boat: Day 03



River Boat: Day three (Ryes Hot Springs)

The morning started with sounds of birds chirping lightly through the house boat's bedroom window. Sam looked to his side for his new found companion only to see that she wasn't there. Slowly rising and a quick dart to the bathroom to brush his teeth and a splash of water upon his face.

Then slowly entering the day room in search for the lovely lady that had filled his night with passion. Seeing her silently sitting on the back deck with her leg swaying slightly. Soaking up the beauty of the river at morn.

The pelicans lined the shoreline giving her a picture perfect scene. They were basking in the morning sun and perched along the water's edge. Like a blanket had been laid out along the edge of the woods. When he approached, Abby put her finger to her lips in a notion for him to be quiet. Sitting in the chair next to her Sam smiled.

"There beautiful Sam," Abby said lightly.

"Yeah, you should see them when their flying in formation about a foot off the water," he replied.

"I did," she said with a huge grin on her face. Keeping her voice down. "Coffee's ready if you are."

Sam slowly got up and went to retrieve himself a cup and the pelicans took flight. There must have been fifty of them flapping their huge wings and hovering over the water just enough to keep from getting wet. 

"Awe Sam!" Abby said with disappointment.

"Not to worry there's plenty of those around." He stated as he went into the kitchen. Poured himself a cup of steaming brew and began to make ready the 'Cherry' for its daily voyage.

They pulled up anchor and put the house back on course down river. Keeping the boats nose in the wind. Trimming the shore with their wake and the echoing the sound of the motor sang out. Churning the water and pushing them thru natures bounty, the Trinity River.

Sam would casually watch Abby with smiles and intrigue. As she dressed she only garnished her beauty. As she made her way around the boat and Sam, he watched her with enthusiasm. Abby was graceful and sensual with a dash of erotic flare. The bond of their friendship was binding tighter as they were getting to know each other in every way.

The Rivers broad width was reflecting brightly the suns rays as they made their way down river. The warmth of the day grew as did their desires. Sam playfully zig and zagged the boats flight across the water till he was reminded of his companions mishap of feeding the fish. So he stopped the boats water dance and idled down as he watched the bank for a sign of the trail he was looking for.

Spotting it Sam nosed the boat to shore and anchored. Turning the motor off and looked at Abby who was ready with a straw beach style carry. Filled with lotion, drinks, fruit, towels and no telling what suprise she might have in her bag of tricks.

They entered the wooded trail of beaten grass and tall pines. The bushes offered a wall along their path as they made their way to "Ryes, Hot Springs." A rabbit darted down it's bunny trail as they pushed some wild vines and extended branches out of their way. Abby was right behind Sam as he held the limbs out of her passage.

They came upon the trickled sound of water over rocks as they neared the pools that lightly steamed from the natural springs that fed the pools of water. Patrons of this place, mostly Indians, had cemented some steps and sitting areas around the shallow water. The ever present green of the foliage mirrored off the creek that flowed from here.

Sam laid Abbey's bag upon a perfectly flat rock. Looked at Abby and said "Where here dear," smiling. Abbey took in the panoramic view. Song birds chirped nearby undisturbed as they walked around the separated pools of water in search of the place they wished to sink into.

The white rocks were smooth and wore. As they toyed with their fingers in the waters surface and tested its warmth. Each pool seem to have a different temperature. There was multiple sizes and to many to count, each fed into the other. Finally Abby picked one she liked and they settled into sitting on its sides with their feet in the water. They kicked at the water and teased a splash or two as they finally slipped into the warm watered pool. Found a good seating and relaxed into its healing waters.

"The Indians call this place, 'Oniwa.' Sam told Abby. "Means farewell for now trusted friend." Sam could only speculate that that's what the Indians said as they left the area.

Sam leaned into Abby sensually as he kissed her luscious lips. Passion seem to be fast becoming their power point. As their friendship seem to take a playful jest and their desires were met by each others. The warm water soaked away their minds tangles as it soothed their tense bodies.

"Abby, getting hot yet?" Sam asked with a chuckle.

She looked at him with a mischievous grin. She had heard about this place from Sam's talks but nothing he said did it justice though. Seeing the green trees the tall grasses, the wild life. Abbey was just in such awe. The water was so inviting it was making her feel very intuned with her inner person. Which normally could get her into trouble. She had chosen to wear a one piece bathing suit. Sam had told her they would be secluded but she never thought it would be this secluded.

Playfully splashing water at one another made her mischievous side come out. It wasn't deep so to speak but it was, deep enough for her to swim from him. Pull her bathing suit off and threw it high over his head. Watching it soar past his eyes she had to laugh.

"Sam take yours off now. If you aren't afraid somebody will see you." She said in a low voice that he was getting to know quite well.

"I will, then you will be in serious trouble. I will want you here and now," his voice was straining as he threw his clothes next to hers.

"Come here to me, Abby?" His voice was playful.

"No, you come here." She was teasing him now. "I want you to come to me." She was enjoying this, he was too. They were like two young adult newlyweds after each other every time they turned around. Taunting each other to come hither. 

"If I have to come after you, you will be sorry," Sam said with a grin.

"Oh," Abbey said, then headed towards the opposite end of this particular pool. This pool wasn't that large so, "She wasn't going far." Sam thought. He took off after her. She "Squealed," as she hopped up on the edge of the pool and swung her legs up and scooted a couple feet and slipped into the next pool of the springs.

"Oh, going to make me chase you huh?" Sam barked playfully. He then ran to that pool after her and made a mighty splash as he dove in and swam under the water. His plan of attack was to swim under the water and come up at her where she was. But as he got to where she should have been. He saw her swimming away in an adjacent pool.

"Oh, your slicker than grease on a door knob aren't you?" He said with a big grin upon his face. He got up on the edge of the pool and got to his feet and ran around the pool. She saw his new strategic ploy and squealed again as she headed back towards an opposite bank. 

"Now what are you going to do?" He asked laughing. Sam reached up and grabbed a branch from a tree and broke it off. He swung it in the air a couple times as it made a swishing sound. Then looked at her and shook it at her.

"You wouldn't dare?" Abby shouted giggling. She went to hop into another pool but he dove into that pool ahead of her, anticipating her move. She slipped into the same pool as he came up and grabbed her as she let out a loud "Squeal."

"Gotcha now." He said as he pulled her to him tightly. He took Abby and turned her around and began spanking her ass playfully. "Told you If I had to chase you I would spank you." He said. She laid about willing and look back and smiled as he paddled her ass with a few light swats on her rear. When he stopped his patting of her ass she looked back at him and said.

"Is that all you got," grinning as she pushed her ass up to him for more.

"Oh." Sam said, as he felt challenged but realized she was being frisky. 

Sam paddled her harder and Abbey let him know with the look in her eyes that he had gotten her attention. She was enjoying the biting sting of his pleasures play. He rolled her over and kissed her after the last smack upon her ass cheek rang out into the woods. She was fired up from the chase and excitement of the capture as their lips mashed and tongues twirled. They embraced tightly as passion arose. They turned up the heat in those hot springs. 

"Sam I am wanting you in the worst way." Abbey said laughing softly. Sam glanced around the springs fairly certain they were alone. Then began fondling Abbey's breasts while his tongue drove deeper in her mouth. They intertwined into each other in the steamy pool. Abbey slowly climbed on top of Sam and fixed her self to sit upon him. Their desires aflame as they pressed into each other more. 

Steady splashing and sloshing come from the strides they took driving into each other. Short breathed and panting as they ravished the others lips. Tasting the fruit of passions their organs meshed with tense muscles and gripping clasps. Sam's body was rigid. His face was pinched but he was moaning without sounds. His thighs tightened, the beating of his heart was noticeable in his neck. The water was so hot it was enveloping them in warmth. Their moaning escaped from their lips slightly. Bouncing off the water and lost in the trees.

Sam's body spasmed, the ride then subsided. Abbey's own cumming was ripping thru her at the speed of light. Instantly he grabbed her and kissed her tenderly, making little love talk. They were lost in their own world. 

They then managed to get out and lay on a blanket. Abbey's medical background became the voice of reason. They needed substance, water, so as they laid there side by side. They toyed with each other with the fruit they had brought and drank their drinks as they lay together. They were content and filling themselves with stories of their lives and feeding each other pieces of fruit.

The temperature was perfect lounging on the rocks around the several pools of steamy water. The trickled sound of water upon the rocks that fed down to a the creek and birds darted and fluttered by as they made feeble attempts to lure them away so they could have there daily bath and drink. Chirping as they shot into the bushes and disappeared. Abby lay in Sam's arms as he held her close. Her heart beat against his chest as he lay there counting them.

Abby was pushing Sam's chest rather hard and saying his name as he opened his eye's and saw darkness. They had fallen asleep. She arose and stood as he could barely make her out, if it weren't for her lightened skin tone he wouldn't know she was there.

They got their things together the best they could in the darkness as Sam took her arm. "I didn't bring a flash light Abby," he said as he began walking in the direction of the trail to the boat.

"Oh great, I can see the headlines now, Abby lost in the jungles of Texas..." She said laughing as they made their way down the trail. Invisible vines scrapped their bodies as they squinted their eye's to see which way to go.

"Grr, Arg," a sound came from in front of them as Sam stopped. Just then a movement in the woods and grass came from in front of them as they were frozen to hear better.

"What is it?" Abby asked.

"Go back," he said as he went back to the springs and found the creek. The creek offered a little more light from its open gap of treeless areas. They then proceeded down the creek and to the river.

"Sam! What was it?" She asked again only more stern.

"Can't be to sure, there are gators on the river and their about the only thing I know that growls like that." He said with all earnest. Abby took his arm hard and stayed close as she possibly could and still walk. They came to the rivers mouth along the creeks opening that widened as they took to the bank that they needed to get up to the boat. Half wadeing in the water and half land and some parts got down right muddy.

"Why didn't you tell me there were alligators Sam?" Abbey said with a concerned tone.

"Would you have swam If I had?" He replied as they continued along the bank. "But don't worry, hadn't any body been eaten by one in a month or so now." He said laughing as he explained the rarity of human harm unless stepped upon, "They'll generally leave you alone." He said.

The walk wasn't that hard or long but it wasn't a walk to a picnic either. The limbs and branches pulled and slapped at them as they were camouflaged by the darkness. And the mud stuck like glue to their feet and shoes.

They came up on the boat that semi glowed pale white along a black curtain of water. They were both glad to be back as the boat was looking better all the time.

They climbed aboard as Sam instantly turn on the running lights and took off his shoes. Abby did the same as he pushed the button for the generator and turned the power on. She made a bee line for the bedroom as Sam made the boat ready for their return. 

Sam heard the water kick on, he knew she was starting to take a shower. He went in the bedroom and the door was not locked so he eased in and saw that she was in the rain closet(Shower). He peeled his clothes off there in the bathroom.

"I was always told, save water bath with a friend." He said.

As the door opened and she reached out and pulled him in to the shower and shut the door. The shower was small but that made it intimate. All though they didn't need much space to explore their sensuality. The water was warm and very steamy. Abbey allowed him to stand closer to the shower head. Watching the beads of water making riverlets down his back and the curves of his ass cheeks. 

"Okay Sam, I want you to lean onto the wall now! This is Officer Abby I need to search your body. All of your body, all of your orifices." She spoke with authority and a slight giggle.

"But Officer I haven't gotten anything hidden, believe me," his voice was shaking. "I am sure you can see this right away." He was playing along quite good. While the small rain closet become steamed up and warmer.

"Okay Mr. Sam let me feel your bare back." Rubbing his back Abbey then whispered, "Your back looks clean. Now let me see your ears. Mmm, they look okay." Her voice was filled with teasing. 

"Don't you say a word Sam. Spread your legs, wider Sam lean onto that wall and don't say a word." She said with a stern tone. "This isn't going to be easy." 

"What's not going to be....OHHH!" Sam blurted as he felt her finger. Abbey's other hand worked down his shoulders, rubbing her tits upon his bare back. Sam was being a good prisoner as she worked her way down his spine kissing him and licking him. Abbey could hear him gasp as she poked gently with one hand while the other freely roamed. His head thrown forward she could tell he was needing to moan loudly.

Her fingers were touching his rock hard cock, making long, slow, strokes from base to tip. His body tensed, as she became familiar with his rigid cock. Moving all around the head and then stroking it with added pressure. His legs shook, she only stopped long enough to let him get his composure.

"You aren't planning on cumming are you Sam? That wouldn't be allowed. Not on my shift, Sam," Abbey said. 

"Spread them, wider." Abbey hollered.

Taking her hand she rubbed his ass cheeks in circular motions. As he was relaxing her finger shot between his legs. His thighs were like granite. This time as her hand found that cock, he moaned with desires. His head thrown back she knew he was going to cum. "Don't you dare Sam!" Her voice was nothing but a whisper.

Abbey felt the immediate changes before his orgasm. She swiftly took one hand away from between his legs and placed one finger on the outer anus ring. His legs became shaking, he knew what was going to happen. So as her one hand was stroking him, she slipped her finger inside of his ass again and his cum showered all over the wall. His spasms were like earth quake tremors. His voice rang from every surface in the shower, his body was convulsing. As he was gaining strength back into his legs Abbey spun him around and kissed him passionately. Both wrapped their arms tightly around the others.

"Now Sam that is what you get for not telling me I could have been killed by alligators." Abbey laughed as her eyes were twinkling.

"Ok, fair enough. Wow Abbey, that was...great." Sam kissed her again.

They finished washing their bodies then filled their tummies and went to bed and started all over again. They had become lovers and the vacation was bonding them closer everyday, aboard the River Boat.



River Boat: Day 04



The loud "Shriek" of a crow squawking woke Sam. Or perhaps it was the smell of the coffee as he raised and looked around. He didn't see Abby so he got up and went into the kitchen and poured himself a cup. 

"Morning sleepy head," Abbey said from the back deck. Sam peered out and walked towards her when he realized that she was fishing. He grinned as he asked her, "Got bait on that hook little girl?" He said laughing as he took a drink of his morning eye opener. Recalling her tale of when she was young and fished without bait.

"Yes, I do thank you," Abby replied. 

Sam sat in the chair next to her as he scanned the rivers beauty then looked back at her. She was fishing with her pole and sitting with a scarf that barely covered her as she sat with the sun starting to bask her bare skin. Naked as a Jay bird with a possum smile.

"What if somebody goes by in a boat and sees you Abby?" He asked with a snicker.

"Well, only one has gone by so far and that old man could barely see the front of his boat," she said. "Of course that was after he saw me." She giggled loudly. "Look in the cooler." She pointed to the ice chest.

Sam raised his head up a bit as he eye'd her with his head cocked. He smiled as it sunk in and he got up and went to the cooler. Sam opened it and there lay a nice size black bass.

"Wow Abby, that's a nice catch dear." He looked back at her as the lid shut. Then he walked over to her and kissed her. "I'm impressed." She sat there with a little smirk look on her face of self pride. Sam grin'd at her and sat back down and drank his coffee. She shook her pole a little as he finally had to ask. "Did that old man leave you the fish? Was his name Pete Johnson?"

Abby's mouth dropped in shock as she jerked in her chair. Looked back at him and tilted her head down with her eye's looking up. Her lips curled up into a grin. 

"Maybe," she finally said. "You'll never know." She was toying with him and keeping him intrigued. She sat there giving him little looks and even stuck her tongue out at him.

"Better be nice or you won't get your surprise today," He said as he could see her eye's light up but then her head turned.

"What kind of surprise?" She asked with a curious tone.

Sam took a long drink of his coffee as he looked around at the rivers landscape and began whistling. He looked her up one leg, then the other. Then wiggled his eye brows at her as he gazed upon her nipples that pointed firmly. Licking his lips slowly from side to side then bring his tongue back in, then did it again.

"I have something you want." He said as he looked her over slowly and smiling as he settled on her gazing eyes. "And you have something I want." He continued to eye her over his empty cup. Raising up and heading for the galley he stopped and gave Abby a kiss and smiled, looking deeply into her eyes. They had become close and the fondness was growing between them. 

"You want to fish or you want to head to your surprise?" Sam asked as if knowing the answer. Abby quickly began reeling in her line smiling. Sam went into the House boat and poured another cup of coffee and started the motors and made ready the "Cherry." Set her on course down river and made the check on supplies. The Motor rang out as it was set on half throttle. The wake splashed and swelled as the boat sliced the rivers surface. Cranes and egrets squawked and took flight as the boat passed the shores tranquil edge. The wind whipped a bit from the passage of air around the boats sides. As the sun started baking and beating the water reflectively.

They had brunch of fish sandwiches. Excellent flavored bass and bread with chips. They teased and toyed with each other every chance they got. Breaking the hypnotic hold the river had in its passing beauty. 

They pulled up to a boarded pier slowly. As the "Cherry" layered to the side of the tire bouy'd slats. Sam set the idle as he run out and laced the ropes around the pillars. He went to the front and tied it as well. Shut the motor off and loaded their gear for the hike. Abby just kept bringing up the alligators but he assured her there were no alligators here. So she agreed to go on the hike.

With their snacks and small ice chest they made their way up the cemented trail. The curtain of green from the tree's highlighted by the pale blue sky. The earth wound smoothly upwards. The appearance was that of a well traveled path. The hike was a bit so they stopped at the half way point and caught their breaths. Drank a little water and after a quick kiss back on the trail. The trail began to follow up a creek bank. Bringing the sounds of pooled water trickling from pool to pool. 

The pools got larger and the sounds got louder as we walked up the trail to its peak. The curve in the trail hid the site. Sam put my hands around her eye's as they walked around the curve.

"Surprise," he said as he took his hands away from her eye's. Revealing "Fire falls." The water falls was 30 foot high coming off the upper cliff and free falling water into a waiting pool of deep blue. The banks were smooth with sand beaches and there was a restroom and visitor center that explained the fire that comes from it's mist as the sun sets just behind the upper pool. Giving the appearance of fire flickering upwards over the pouring water.

The place was empty which was mostly the case since it was not very accessible. The tables shaded by the falls was where Sam sat the cooler and backpack as Abby gazed upon the hypnotic beauty of the falling water. Sam pulled out drinks and lapped up a canned drink quickly.

Sam walked up to Abby and put his arm around her and asked, "Well, what do you think?"

"It's just magnificent Sam," Abby said with awe. "It's just breathtakingly beautiful." She hugged him as they looked at the finest in nature. Abbey walked away from Sam and found what she was looking for. "Sam, come dance with me?" Anxiously she asked. "Please, I want you to dance with me so this place will always be inside of me."

Sam half grinned, "Dance, where is the music Abby?" His voice was reluctant sounding. "Where did you find that old beat up thing? I thought I tossed this a long time ago." His voice was resigned to the idea that Abbey wanted to dance with him. She had stored a CD player in the backpack.

The music sounded quite lovely as Smokey Robinson sang his song. Sam took Abbey in his arms, he was a great dancer. Placing his hands on her waist they danced with nothing but the sound of Smokey Robinson and the water fall. He was light on his feet, turning her around and around. Abbey was enjoying this, all women do though. His face leaned back so he could see hers, she kissed his lips and he drew her closer. They had danced to a whole CD before they realized that they weren't alone. Hearing voices they looked around and seen a couple coming their direction. Sam kissed her passionately before he let her go.

"Franklin see we aren't the only one's climbing up this side of the of the mountain." A woman spoke and then turned to Abbey. "My name is Edith and Franklin, is coming, he is so slow you know?" She spoke with a familiar sound. "He tried to make it where we didn't need to see this place, you know?" Her words sounded nasal. "Get up here Franklin, he is slower than syrup on a winter morning, you know." Her voice finally got quiet. Abbey was about to speak, when Franklin finally made it in sight.

"Well, my name is Abby this is Sam." Abbey said not sure if she would get to finish her sentence. 

"Franklin this is Abby and Sam, you know." She had spoken a little more loudly, "Franklin these nice people are so friendly, you know?" Her words were rushed as though she might run out of air.

Franklin was a quiet man. If and when he spoke it seemed to be only to say, "Yes, I know." They chatted a little while asking them about their trip so far.

"Its been pretty exciting, you know?" Edith spoke with an excitement in her voice. "We camped the other night, you know? When was it Franklin? Oh it was two days ago, you know?" Her voice seemed ready to bust. "It was two days ago right Franklin, you know?" She didn't give him a chance to speak.

Yet he was able to get out, "Yes I know," he said meekly.

Abbey and Sam were sitting there thinking this couple must have been married for a long time. Which they eventually found out was true. She seemed to be the whole speaker for the both of them.

"Franklin let's tell them what we saw, you know?" Her voice was busting to finish the thought. "The night we camped we were sitting around the fire, you know?" Her voice was loud. "We were just chatting like always. When all of a sudden we noticed this house boat. We were amazed they have such beautiful one's on the river like this, you know?" Her words were spoken with the sound of a question at the end. "Any way Franklin here noticed first that we were watching this couple. They were absolutely naked, I mean it was so startling. I was aghast at the whole thing, you know?" She spoke with her words running into the others. "They were like acrobats, and were hanging off the sides of everything. They were just, I don't know the right name for them, you know?" She finally took a deep breath, "They were just amazing, just amazing you know?"

Abbey's face went pale, her heart rate sped up. She felt her body getting hot. She looked at Sam, he was grinning. Abbey was humiliated this couple was speaking about them.

"Well, I told Franklin I would never forget this couple, you know?" She spoke with such an air of authority. "Didn't I say that Franklin you know?" 

All she allowed him to say was "Yes, I know." He said slowly.

"If he didn't cough that night we might have gotten to see a lot more you know?" Her voice trailed off like she had a sudden sadness come into her thoughts.

Abbey's thoughts were running, telling her to flee. She was in shock with this turn of events. Abbey wanted something romantic to happen. Sam just sat there smiling at them. Abbey would have laughed at this if it wasn't them they were speaking about. Abbey timidly asked, "Did you ever see their faces?" 

"Oh my yes we seen their faces, I would know them anywhere you know?" Edith spoke with a certain air about her thoughts. That is when Abbey realized that she had no idea who they were. She relaxed and smiled with Sam as they listened to this woman speak about the romp on the boat two nights ago.

Well, first break they got from the chattering tourist Sam took Abby's hand and slipped off towards the falls. She trailed behind him step for step as they made their get away.

The rocks were a tad slick from algae but flat enough that they walked across them in a stairwell way. Up and behind the falling water of the pooled basin. The open gap behind the splashing water acted as cover from the sun and view.

They held their hands under the falling water as it slapped their hands away upon impact. Slender streams poured along in a veiling way. The walls of the granite rock were wet and a mist hovered about the gapping area behind the falls.

Sam asked Abby if she wanted to continue their dance and she agreed. They went arm in arm again swaying to the roaring sound of the waters crashing mix of pool and falling water. Sam brought her in tightly as he spun her half circle and walked her backwards in brisk sharp stepping beats. He dipped her and kissed her then brought her up slowly.

They waded thru the other pool to its main pond. Avoiding the chatter box queen, they swam down creek a bit and found a sandy beach. Walking on the beached area Sam took Abby's hand as they fell into the soft sandy surface. Sam wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lightly as he pulled her to him and held her.

They lay there for a while and rested as the sun found its perfect position behind the falls. The glowing sun shined bright red off the mist of the upper falls. The splashing spray flickered its rainbow, a reddish hue. The fire falls fire was bright above the falling water. The suns slow glide across the sky offered this view only momentarily. As the fire image died from the suns disappearance the small group of visitors were slowly leaving.

They laid there awhile and chatted back and forth about the way the fire seemed so real above the water and the timing of the sun behind the water and such before they swam to their gear and began to leave the falls area. Back down the mountain. Pacing themselves as they tickled and teased each other along the trail.

They got back to the boat, Abby made sure Ms. Chatter box didn't see her get on the house boat. And Sam put the "Cherry" headed down the river. The Boat chugged along the banks till Sam found a secluded cove just as the last bit of suns light slowly trickled into darkness. Setting the anchor and turning on the running lights as Abbey whipped up and light supper. They quickly ate with anticipation of perhaps sharing the rain closet again before turning in.

The mad dash to the shower came before their meal was done, both giggled and laughed as they turned the water on and fell into each others arms. The clothes shed as fast as the water that sprayed out of the nozzle. They were definitely wet now. 

Sam's hands run up and down Abbey's back as they kissed passionately and deeply. Interlaced into each other as the pelting droplets massaged their bodies while their desires were aflame. Sam gripped Abbeys breast in a handful and queazed as Abbey's hand run downward and found Sam's erect muscle. Pulling lightly and lacing her fingers around its shaft.

Their moans of approval were drowned out by the waters spray. Abbey turned her back to Sam and placed her hands on the shower wall and pushed her ass up to him. No words were needed, he knew what she wanted. Sam fixed himself and pressed his cock into her slowly. Gripping her waist and sliding into her more. The short shallow humps began as they both pushed towards each other rocking. 

Sam was stiffened fully and thrusting faster. Abbey's fingers spread outwards against the shower wall as she pushed backwards. Her hair was wet fully now and flung her head quickly to the side to bring her hair behind her. Sam took a handful of hair in hand and pulled lightly as he began to quiver. Pumping deeply into her while his explosion of ecstasy began. Abbey felt the warmness within and turned her head and smiled as he slowed his pace, released her hair and fell into her kissing her back.

They washed themselves and each other playfully and retired straight to bed quickly after the rain closet water had been turned off. The peaceful sounds of crickets and frogs filled the night air. The sounds of their breathing matched the heartbeats they shared. A little light come through the window from a moon that was filtered by passing clouds. Slumber come as the two held each other close. All was at peace on the River Boat.



River Boat: Day 05



(This story began in the Sexual Roleplay Forum of Literotica by Annora and My Erotic Tail. Edited and rewritten. This story has had great feedback and comments. Thank you very much and please vote/comment.)

River Boat: Day 5 (Eagle Island) 

The sun wasn't up yet but Sam and Abbey were. The motor churned as they sliced the river's still waters. The egrets "squawked" and flushed off from they're nesting along the bank while they made their way along in the morning's twilight. The waves rolled along the shore with a slight splashing sound.

"When are you going to tell me where were going, Sam?"

"When we get there." Sam said with a smile as they headed down river. Abby was in her bathing suit with her hair in a ponytail. Sam was in his shorts and nursing his morning cup of coffee. They traveled awhile in silence.

The sun crawled up over the tree tops and the clouds stayed at home so that it could shine bright this day. The water was clear and the breeze was kind. The ride was refreshing as they made their way on the house boat.

"Well, if I knew where we were going then I could figure out if I am dressed good enough. I mean I don't want to be over dressed now do I?" Abbey said coyly. 

"Nope Abby, that's not going to work. Nope, you are dressed fine, besides we won't make it there for another hour." His voice was stern but his eyes twinkled. "Now sit back and enjoy this ride. But first give me a kiss," his smile always made her smile in return.

Abbey walked towards him and kissed him softly. Her arm went around the captain's chair and she squished in close to him. His hand left the steering and he played with her thigh. They were content, seeing he wasn't going to tell her about their destination. She thought of ways to keep his eyes on her. She stood up, unfastened the top of her suit, slipped it down and stood there for him. His eyes rolled, his grin was cocked, he shook his head. So without saying anything else she took her bottoms off and threw them into the cabin area. She knew then his eyes were glued to her body. Knowing there were other boats she laid down upon the lower deck. Stretching wide and long, she smiled at him and turned over.

"Sam please pass me some suntan lotion. I hope I will get enough sun here. Will I? I mean I would love to be tanned when I go home after this vacation." She said with a laugh. 

Taking the lotion he placed it in her hands and she rubbed it all around her body. Especially her inner thighs. She didn't need to look to see if he was looking at her, she felt it.

"Abby, perhaps a pillow will help you?" His voice was cracking. "You can get one off the sofa." 

"No, I am quite fine." She said defiantly. "Besides, I can just rest my head on this life jacket."

They rode in silence. It was nice but she wanted to turn Sam on so he could tell her where they were going. As on cue, he laughed as he said, " No Abby, I am not telling and you need to turn over."

She wouldn't turn over now no matter what he said. His eyes were on the bends in the river and the curves of Abby. He was enchanted by the rivers beauty, but mesmerized by the pretty companion that always seem to have a trick up her sleeve. Well, right now she didn't have any sleeves but that wasn't anything for this fox who was cunning as well as beautiful.

The trees darted by as the boat chugged along. Pelicans lined the banks in they're bright white, as fish splashed to get out of the way while they sliced the water on their way to their destination.

Sam went to Abby once they got on a long straight a way. He knelt down and ran a hand along her oiled skin. Up and down her contours with sensual glides. He feathered his hand over her flesh and followed her form.

"You going to tell me where were headed?" Abby spat.

"Where the majestic meets the alluring." Sam answered. This only got him a narrow eyed glimpse from Abby. As she shot her head the other way as if to be pouting from his none responsive answer. The sun began to shine down as the boat gradually made its journey. 

"You getting hungry yet?" Sam asked.

"What do you have in mind?" She asked in return with a mischievous tone in her voice.

"Well, substanance to start with." He replied. "For starters." He finished as he laughed and tickled her ass cheeks with spider walking fingers along her back side. He rustled up some sausage and put them on the griddle. Made the buns ready as he looked at Abby. "How do you like your buns?" He asked

"Bare as a babies bottom." She replied back to him. And they both laughed. She came to the kitchen and put the jelly on the table. He put the cooked sausage on the buns and they sat and ate.

"You up for a swim?" Sam asked.

"No Way...not with gators around." She spat back at him.

"Okay," He laughed. He went to the helm and set the course as the river opened up into Thomas Lake and widened out in to open water. "But Abby were in the middle of a lake. There's not any gators here." He replied laughing. Abby had him loosing all track of time. And soaring like an eagle.

"Well, that's fine Sam, I gotta get dressed you know. Girls gotta look good out in the middle of nowhere, you know." They both laughed. The boat chugged right on course without falter.

"Islands dead ahead Abby." He yelled at her from the helm.

"How much longer?" She asked yelling back.

"About two orgasms away." 

"What?" She asked as she come out of the kitchen to see if she had heard him correctly. He turned and gave her a huge smile. She was braiding her hair. Her breasts perked up with her arms above her head, doing her hair. 

"See that Island," Sam asked with pride.

"Yes, is that where were going?"

"Yep," he finally confessed.

"Eagle Island," was an Island that was stuck out in the middle of a vast huge lake. Lake Livingston, about 20 miles wide and 70 miles long. The island is frequented by a drove of bald eagles every year for months. Visitors come and go to get pictures of them, the state has made it a sanctuary for the birds. They are beautiful bald eagles and quite a few nest year round here in peace and unbothered. 'No Shooting Allowed' is posted everywhere, but people shoot them all the time, with a camera.

The island was made many years ago when they damned up the river. A vast array of creatures were stranded on it when the water rose. The most common is the deer, that have come to except the visitors and even greet them for hand outs of potato chips and their favorite is cheese puffs for some reason.

Their not afraid of man/women, in fact they welcome them for treats. Petting is discouraged in case of harm or encounters, but every one loves to run their hand along a seemingly tame deer. Especially in exchange for treats.

The Island holds another favorite, the swamp rabbit. This rabbit is of the cotton tail species but for some reason grows enormous on these islands. There about 8-10 pounds a piece and larger than the average healthy size cat. And just as friendly as the deer. They will hop right up to you and if your not careful they will surround you in numbers for treats and in no time leaving you very little room to step. But their harmless and cuddly.

They were coming up on the island, Abby came to Sam's side putting her arm around him and they messed together as they made the last leg to their final destination. The point of their entire journey lied before them.

The Island looked about like Gilligan's island and just a bit smaller perhaps. They chugged up to the made ready dock the state provided to preserve the banks and offer a small tourist area explaining the habitat and rules. The boat bumped the blanked wooden bulk head and Sam tossed a line around a pillar. Tied the 'Cherry' snug and turned off the motor.

"We're here dear, what do you want to do first?" Sam asked Abby. 

"Oh Sam, it's beautiful," Abbey gasped.

Seeing the island was breath taking, all the greenery and sandy beaches. It was marvelous noting that they weren't completely alone. Seeing a boat fill up with tourist they weren't sure who would be on the island. Abbey took Sam's hand and snuggled up to him as they walked along one of the stone paths. This place was like it had been lost in time. Noting the plush Forrest, the wild flowers and the stone walkways. 

"Sam this is magnificent. It's hard to believe they have this place here in Texas. It's so big." She laughed. "Well, I heard everything is bigger in Texas and after being with you, I know cocks grow big here," laughing harder. Batting her doe like eyes at him, he brushed her hair from her face and kissed her.

"What can I say? I was born and bred in Texas," he boasted. Placing his lips to hers. "And cocks only 'Grow' big cause your around," he snickered.

They could see some deer. A little further away they noticed some rather large rabbits. Looking at them Abbey wasn't aware of the true thing Sam was hushing her about. Abbey stepped back a little and found herself falling backwards. Sam's quick hands kept her from spilling out.

"Look Abby. Look at that nest? Isn't this magnificent?" His voice was barely audible. "There Abby." He pointed with his long fingers. "Look at that," he crouched down. Taking her with him.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the most remarkable creature. It took her breath away. Sam had Abby went and sat at one of the bench's that was at the tourist area as a large Bald Eagle flew over head and landed in a tree near by. Both of them gasped with wide eyes as the bird perched and looked back at the couple that sat so still. The bag of chips they carried to feed the deer made its wrinkling sound and the Eagle took flight. Its wings spanned out wide as it caught a breeze and soared higher.

"Awe, Sam," Abbey sulked.

"I know, that was awesome," Sam replied. 

Just then Abbey screamed for her life. A blood curdling scream. Sam turned from watching the Eagle fly off to see a deer nosing Abbey for a chip. They both began laughing, the deer jumped back but as soon as Abbey opened the bag of chips it returned. Abbey held her hand out with a cheese chip and it ate from her offering.

"Oh my," she said with delight. Another deer come up when it saw the treats were being shared. Abbey and Sam fed them for awhile. They wouldn't actually let you pet them, but offer a chip and they stretched a neck out and took it from you. They're slick light brown coats were alluring. Big black doe eyes winking at them as they nibbled a morsel from their hand. Both Abbey and Sam each fed a deer.

It didn't take long till the little hoppers came up begging. Sitting on they're hind legs and wrinkling they're little pink noses in the air. Sam tossed a couple treats to them and they nibbled with pleasure. A mocking bird swooped down and stole a piece from a rabbit between bites but the rabbit didn't seem to mind, it still had more crumbs to chew on.

A shadow went across the grass in front of them and both Abbey and Sam looked up to see an Eagle flying over head. It was a young one, it didn't have the white head and tail feathers yet that they get in their fourth and fifth year aging. The wind sliced through its wings as it sailed on the wind across the island.

"Oh Sam, this is heaven," Abbey said smiling.

"Naw, its just Texas," Sam said smiling even bigger. Abbey leaned into Sam as another rabbit hopped up from the edge of the woods. Then another.

"Sam, I don't think we brought enough chips." She shook the bag and only a few more chips remained. They looked at each other and grinned.

"Oh no," Sam said. "They get hostile if you run out." He chuckled.

"Well, lets go for a walk around the Island now." Abbey said as she shook the last few chips onto the ground and stood up. By now there were eight or nine rabbits and four deer and less than that in chips that hit the ground.

Sam took Abbey's hand and they began a stroll along the nature walk trail that the Island offered. The tall pines veiled a tapestry of green and brown. The birds sang and darted back and forth along the walkway. Squirrels barked from the playground of limbs and mounds. Chasing each other around trees and under brush. Flowers came in a rainbow of colors all over the floor of the forested island.

A light breeze blew across the woods, waving leaves in every direction. Sam's arm was around Abbey's waist as they strolled through the wooded Island's majestic pathway. Nature's heavenly way all in one place, Eagle Island.

"Getting hungry yet?" Sam asked Abbey.

"For what?" She asked grinning like an opossum.

"Hum, tube steak and mountain oysters," he replied with a laugh.

They made their way back to the house boat and agreed to spend the night anchored off the island aways before making the trip back up river the next day. They pulled far enough out into the lake as not to be disturbed but could still use the binoculars to see the islands wildlife from the back deck as they sat and watched Eagles come and go. Deer fed along the shoreline and rabbits darted about.

Sam had started the grill and put on some burgers. The sizzling sound of dripping grease on coals filled the open space on the back deck.

"Oh there's another one," Abbey blurted as she watched the eagles on the island with the binoculars. "They're beautiful."

"Yep and so are you," Sam said and Abbey put the binoculars down and smiled at him. She got up slowly and walked towards him as he flipped the burgers. She run her hand up his back sensually then back down, as she reached his rear she gave it a squeeze. He turned and looked her and she licked her licks with long glides of her tongue across the top, then the bottom.

"Hungry?" He asked with a huge grin.

"You got some of that tube steak you offered me earlier?"

"Well, I could muster some up," he replied and put his hand behind her back and began rubbing.

"Oh no, I don't need mustered. I kind of like Mayo," she said with a giggle. She run her hand up his chest and then slowly trailed her fingers downward. His eyes got wide as she passed his stomach and continued down. When her hand got to his waist line she run her fingers around the rim of his shorts.

"Oh, you must really be hungry," Sam said. He sat the spatula down and turned towards her. Leaned in and began kissing her. Her lips where pressed upward to greet his eager tongue. Their arms wrapped around each other and they embraced fully. The kiss was long and passionate with both ravishing the others mouths. Their fingers began to fondle for fastened buttons and snaps. The art of kissing while removing clothes is a tricky one. Abbey grew impatient and ripped Sam's shirt wide open, sending buttons sailing off onto the deck and into the water.

The sizzling sound of the cooking burgers only mirrored their desires. Clothes fell to the deck like the juice of the meat did to the hot coals. Sam reached up and pulled Abbey's shirt from her slowly, arm after arm then let it fall. Reaching behind her and unfastening her bra. The release of her breasts tight bind sparked a moan of consent from Abbey's busy mouth. He cupped her firm breast and fingered for her nipple. Taunting and twisting it lightly.

Abbey began a slow descent kissing down his chest and licking his nipple along the way. Down the center of his AB's and pecking kissing all the way till she got into a comfortable kneeling swat. His hands rested on her bare shoulders and toyed with her hair while she unbuttoned his shorts and let them slide downward. Reaching up and rubbing his cock on the outside of his briefs till she got a rise from his already stiffening rod.

With a smile of satisfaction she reached up and pulled them down too. His hard cock pointed towards her in anticipation. Wrapping her fingers lightly around his shaft she began stroking him sensually. She eased in and licked his cock's head several times tasting its texture. Then opened her mouth and engulfed him slightly and began ravaging her treat.

Sam's finger interlaced into her hair and he began pressing her head into him more and more. Trying to control the urge to ram is cock deeply into her throat and hold. His muscle became tight and stiff as she licked and sucked him in playful attacks. He began a rocking motion stabbing his stiff rod at her mouth more and more.

Sam pulled her upwards as he became anxious. Pulled her into him tightly and gripped her ass and squeezed each cheek with delight. His cock pressed into her warm skin at her belly. Her fingers still gripping and tugging him lightly. He spun her around and pressed her to the wall gently. Her hands then outreached and her fingers spread across the walls surface as he pulled her ass cheeks apart and dropped down to lick her sweetness.

With long gradual slides of his tongue he licked her puss. Spreading her lips with his hard mouth's muscle. Stabbing slowly into her deeper then lapping at her clit. Abbey's body tensed up with pleasure while his tongue flickered across her pink nub. Licking in circles around it then sucking it. Her moans grew louder as he ravished her hungrily.

He stood up and fixed his cock to her and pushed. Her arms locked to brace for the penetration. Her fingers tightened against the house boat's outer walls as he began humping slowly. Driving deeper with each push. Gripping Abbey's waist he started thrusting faster, reaching up and grasping a breast and massaging it while he fucked her. Her moans got louder and louder as she built up to a wet explosion that caused juices to run down both of their legs. Sam smiled but never stopped. Slowing just a bit as she squirmed her ass from side to side for comfort and release.

The wet sound of clashing flesh mingled with the sound of a sizzling fire from the pit. The moans and pants from both of them excited the other. Sam leaned down and kissed her back several times then gripped her hips tightly as he began to pump faster and faster. Straightening up and arching his back pulling her into his thrusts. Driving himself into her fully. His last, loud, cry out loud came as he filled her deeply with warmness. Abbey smiled, feeling his release deep inside her. His pace slowed as he jerked and pulsed a couple more times with his final ejaculent purges.

Leaning into her and wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to him. She twisted and pulled from him and leaned back into him with kisses and hugs. Pressing themselves into one another's bare flesh. Panting lightly and regaining their senses. They soared like eagles on their endorphins flight. Only to land and realize that supper was burnt.

"Oh Sam, we shouldn't do this so close to our food. Look we scorched it with our passion." Abbey said laughing.

"Well, were about out of food till we go to the marina tomorrow so we'll just have to eat each other." He said smiling. They kissed and wrapped into each.

They rustled up some sandwiches and sat on the back deck watching the sun fall behind Eagle Island. The river became quiet as the moon began to rise. The passion between them was on the rise as well. As day slipped into night they slipped into each others arms. Tranquility afloat on the River Boat.



River Boat: Day 06



Abbey and Sam were in slumber on the River Boat. The gentle swaying of the boat was like a rocking cradle. The night was quiet and peaceful. Abby lay warmly in Sam's arms. The Moon's light come through the window of the bedroom casting shadows as the boat swayed with the rivers swells.

Sam opened his eyes wide in the pitch black dark. He looked at Abby whom was sound asleep. Sam rolled back over to his side, searching for a cool spot in the pillow. Then he nuzzled into sleep again.

"Clink," A noise came from the back deck of the boat and Sam's eyes opened wide again. Listening attentively for a moment then brushed it off as, "Probably a nothing, the woods, has a lot of those." Sam said to himself as he closed his eyes.

"Clink," the sound was a bit louder. Sam raised up slightly and listened. Then he saw a moving shadow across the slightly opened bedroom door. Not sure if it was the moon through the trees or exactly what it was so he watched and listened. He looked back at Abbey and saw that she was still sound asleep. 

Putting his finger over her lips he nudged her. "Ooh," She stirred, then went to speak as he motioned for her to be quiet. She looked confused, as Sam pointed to the door. Raised his hand fully, signaling for her to stay.

"What?" Abbey whispered while sitting up and pulling the covers around her. Sam crawled slowly out of bed and slipped quietly into his pants. 

"Shhh..." Sam gestured by putting his finger to his lips.

"Clang." The sound of a boat lightly bumping into another was clearly heard. Sam went to the slightly open bedroom door and peered out into the day room. He didn't see anything or anyone and all the lights were off on the boat to save the batteries so it was extremely dark.

Then the sound of the refrigerator door shutting in the kitchen was heard and Sam push himself up against the wall lightly. Putting his hand out signaling Abbey to stay.

"Hurry up," came a light call from the back deck of the House Boat. The sound of foot steps came close to the door. Sam swung the door open quickly and reached and grabbed the person and slung them to the floor. Sam pounced with his knee in to their gut as he raised his fist high and was in full swing when he realized it was a kid. Small framed and scared stiff, yelling, "Don't hit me Mister, don't hit me." Sam froze with one hand grasping the teens shirt and the other hand, a clinched fist, frozen in mid-swing. A boat out side cranked up it's outboard motor and the sound of it speeding away was obvious. The youngster in Sam's grasp didn't resist.

Abby come out asking, "Sam? Sam, what is it?" The bed spread wrapped around her fully. Her hair was a flare as she turned on the light switch in the day room. The teen was on the floor with Sam hovering over him.

"Just some kids." Sam replied as he pulled the young lad to his feet and never letting go of his shirt Sam walked over and set the teen into a chair.

"Jamie?" Sam said.

"Sam?" The boy replied.

"You two know each other?" Abby asked.

"Yeah," Sam replied to Abbey.

"Sam, I didn't know you were out here. Thought you were out of town on work again." The boy mumbled.

"What were you doing here boy?" Sam shouted, as he looked at the kitchen from which he came. "Oh, I bet I know." Sam said then smiled at Abbey.

"What is it Sam?" Abby asked. The boy was shrinking by the minute. Sam let go of his tight grip and motioned him outside on the back deck. "Sam? Damn it answer me?" Abby blurted while following them.

"Well, it seems this young man was after some fire water," He replied. Abby covered her mouth, not to show her laughter. Sam looked at her and winked.

"We just caught ourselves the bandits of the river, I bet." Sam stated. The boy sat in the chair with his eyes looking downwards.

"But Mister Sam, It was really Billy, he...." Sam raised his hand motioning for him to stop.

"I don't want to hear that Jamie." Sam said. "Billy wasn't in this house boat, now was he?" The boy sank into the chair even more.

"You know this boy, Sam?" Abby questioned as she sat in another chair covered by the blanket. Sam looked at her and smiled knowing full well she didn't have anything on under that bedspread. 

"Well, I know his parents." Sam replied, looking at Jamie. "So Billy Tankersly is in on this too, huh?" Sam blurted.

"Yes sir." Jamie confessed lightly.

Abby, would you bring me my cell phone." Sam asked her and winked again. Jamie's eyes were in a fixed stare into the River's dark water.

Abby got up and went to the bedroom. Sam looked at Jamie, his eyes on the water. "Thinking about a swim, Jamie?" Sam asked with a grin. "You know the gators will get you before you reach the shore. If they don't the snakes will." Sam snickered then stood up and pushed the button to turn the generator on. The flood lights come on and the boat shined like a parking lot. Sm pointed the rear spotlight out across the river towards where the "Bandit's" boat went. Abbey come back with the cellular phone.

"So who do I call, Jamie? The Sheriff? Or your parents?" Sam asked sternly. 

"My dad, I guess." Jamie answered. 

Sam took the phone from Abby with a small smile. And she was trying to hold back a full out laugh. Sam handed the phone to Jamie, lit up, turned on and ready to dial. He dialed the phone then handed it back to Sam who had an outreached hand.

He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss, whispering. "Abby, you might want to get dressed Hun."

"Hello, Bob. Sorry to wake you. This is Sam...Yes sir...Yes sir...The one who had the Karate studio...That's right. I have somebody here who needs to speak to you, hold on." Sam looked at Jamie and handed him the phone back.

"Dad......." the boy began telling where he was and why. Sam went to the door and asked Abby to bring him a shirt. Jamie was silent for a short time. Mumbling some "Yes Sirs," and "No Sirs."

As Sam turned around Jamie handed the phone back to Sam. "Here Sam, He wants to speak to you." Jamie said with a hung head.

"Yes sir," Sam answered, "Oh...I was calling to tell you I would bring him...Oh...He said that huh?" Sam looked at the boy and Abby come out and handed him a shirt. "Well, he was honest at least...Like I said I was calling to let you know I had him... Yes sir...can you meet me at Bent water bridge... Fine, be there soon as I can, bye." Sam hung up the phone, and looked at Jamie.

"You didn't tell him what I was doing?" Jamie spat with confussion.

"I don't know what you were doing Jamie, For all I know you were needing a ride because your friends left you stranded." Sam said with a smile and Abby couldn't hold it any longer, she spurt out a laugh and turned her head. "Besides, it looks better on you if it coms from you. I promise." Sam said reassuring.

The boy sank as if he had just signed his own death sentence. Sam went and started the boat. Set the flood lights and headed to shore. Abby came to his side at the helm, giggles were all she could let out. 

"What?" Sam looked at her.

"You weren't going to tell his father he was stealing?" She asked.

"Abby, I don't know that for sure. I was just guessing." Sam looked back at the boy that was teared up on the back deck. "Besides, he told on himself, I didn't have to." Sam finished. Abby laid her head on his shoulder as they made they're way to the landing at bent water.

The night sky was sprinkled with stars and a partially bright moon that skipped through the passing tall pine trees along the bank and tiny islands. The roar of the motor and churning of the water kept a constant sound ringing out. The reflective markers and signs along the rivers shore indicated the bends and turns. As well as the depths and mile markers. 

When they got to Bent Water Bridge the lights from the pier were brighty lit. Jamie hoped off the boat as soon as it got close to the dock. Then went to the car that was parked there with it's lights on. Bob got out and walked towards the house boat. Sam idled the motor and ran to the back deck. Tossing a looped line to a pillon and then went to secure the boat's bow. 

Bob walked up with his hand extended. Sam shook it and the two men began talking. Abbey was on the back deck watching. Trying to hear what they might be saying. But the motor and generator drowned out their words. She finally heard, "Thanks Sam." Bob yelled out. 

"No problem." Sam yelled back. "Night Jamie." 

"Bye Jamie," Abbey yelled out also with a friendly smile and wave. Jamie lightly waved back from the window of the vehicle.

Sam untied the house boat and hopped back on board, went to the helm, idled the throttle up and turned the boat back out to open water. Abby, brought him a drink. Sam opened the top of the can and drank it thirstily. When he pulled the can down from his lips, he saw her looking right at him.

"What Abby?" Sam asked.

"Nothing Sam." She answered. But the look on her face said otherwise. Sam knew she wanted to say something. He waited till out on the river before he throttled and planed the boat out and headed up river.

Sam would glance back towards the river then look back at Abbey while Abbey would be staring, smiling with soft eyes and a half cocked head. She had tied a scarf around her head to keep the cool whipping wind from doing anymore damage. Her girlish smiling charm kept him glancing back at her.

'Tell me what your thinking sweetie." Sam said as his hand ran up the side of her leg lightly. Across the small of her back and around her waist. Like the coil of an octopus's tentacle he pulled her to him lightly.

"Sam? " Abbey spoke quietly.

"Yes Abby." 

"You going to drive this boat all night?" Abbey asked with a devilish grin. She trailed her finger across his chest as she spun on her heels and started walking away. "Or..." She said as she stopped and turned to look back at Sam. His eyes went from her rear to her smile then to her baby blues. "You coming to bed?" She finished with a sling of her head and walked off into the bedroom with a quick slighted glance as she vanished through the door. Knowing he watched her everystep Abbey put a little more swing into her hips.

The boats motor went to idle and the boat swayed from the swells of the back wake as Sam pulled the River Boat into a shallow cove and set the anchor. Turned off the engine and left the generator going. Leaving one spotlight going and then secured the back door firmly. "There, Bandit free. I hope." Sam said to himself then turned and went into the bedroom and shut the door.

"Hey big boy," Abbey was dressed in a red and black lingerie. Her hair was pinned up and her legs reached out across the bed. Her finger was out in front of her doing little "come here" curls. Sam smiled and bent down to kiss her. Abbey grabbed Sam and pulled him off balance towards the bed. Then scrambled to get on top of him. Sitting up straddled over him as Sam laid on his back with a big grin. "You want some fire water BOY!" Abbey said laughing. "Or do you want a woman on fire?"

"B" Sam said laughing uncontrollably. "Door number 2." He chuckled. "The woman...who is she?" He began laughing even harder.

"Oh, You want a woman on fire? Okay," she said giggling while she made gentle stabbing pinches towards Sam's chest. Sam was deflecting her playful nips as she continued for a while then began to tickle him. Sam was laughing historically and trying to stop her continuous pokes at his side and ribs.

Sam reached up with grit teeth and grabbed Abbey despite her pokes and pulled her to him. His lips pressed against hers before she finally quit jabbing playfully at him. Mouths open and tongue's twirling as Abbey reached up and run her hands along Sam's chest to aid her descent towards him fully. Strands of her hair fell as they ravaged each other hungrily. Sam's hands reached up and gently cupped Abbeys firm round breasts. 

Grinding into each other and pressing passionately they become engrossed with one another. Hands roaming and undressing, pulling and tugging while kissing madly. Sam's shirt came off as Abbey sat up and gasped for air smiling. She raised up slightly and unfastened Sam's pants and pulled them off of him. Then reached up and pulled his boxers down exposing his half hard muscle. Abbey smiled as she crawled "cat like" towards him. 

"Kitty want'a play?" Sam asked with a grin.

"Pussy cat's gonna eat me some Penis-proudus." Abbey said with a wicked smile as she took Sam's cock in her hand slowly and sensually. Pulling lightly and stroking it with long steady strides. Her tongue came out of her mouth as she teased the head with light contact as she jerked it slightly towards her mouth. Sam laid back fully with a big smile on his face. Abbey took him in her mouth fully while still tugging in short gentle pulls. Her head began moving along with her hands pace. In and out of her wet warm mouth as Sam began humping slightly.

Reaching down instinctively Sam placed his hand on the back of Abbey's head and pressed as his cock thrusted towards her in quick short thrusts. Abbey pressed her head onto him fully. Burying her nose into his lower tummy as his cock pressed deeply into her throat. Sam's release of her head had Abbey pulling back and gasping lightly for air as she stroked his wet hard cock.

"Oh baby," Sam said as he pulled Abbey towards him and he kissed her and rolled her over. Placing his legs between hers and towered over her. His hands reached down and pulled off her panties. Taking his cock in hand and placed it at her slit and pressed gently. Abbey's leg's went outwards opening for him fully. Sam adjusted himself up and over her as his cock went in deeper.

"Ohhh..." Abbey moaned in pleasure. They began pressing into each other more and more. Abbey gripped Sam's ass and pulled him towards her thrusts. Sam was humping in pace with her body's movements. "Oh Sam," Abbey said slightly louder.

"Oh..." Sam said as he started pumping feverishly. They're muscles tightened and they're hands grasp as they drove into each other. Sam's eyes were closed as he was on the verge of ecstasy. Abbey was panting and moaning in delight. Her eyes wide open as her body was thrashing back and forth with desire.

"Fire..." 

"Yes...fire woman. "Sam said excited while he thrusted even faster and harder into Abbey.

"No...Sam...Fire...I think." Abbey stopped but Sam kept pumping while Abbey looked up at the bedroom wall. Red flickering was dancing across the walls from a reflection through the window. "Sam...FIRE!"

Sam stopped humping and turned to see what Abbey was pointing at. Across the bedroom wall raced back and forth a red light. "Ahoy...THIS IS THE SHERIFFS DEPARTMENT."

Sam scrambled to find his pants and began putting them on as Abbey grabbed the bedspread and covered up fully. Running her hand through her hair and patting her pinned up bun. "Don't let them in here, Sam." Abbey said excitedly and serious while covering up her sexy lingerie. Sam smiled and went out the bedroom door without a shirt on. Shutting the door behind him as he exited.

Abbey listened with attentive ear. "Yes sir," Sam said loudly as he went out the back sliding door.

"Just a routine check Sir, you the owner of this Boat?" Abbey heard the Sheriff's ask.

"No sir, I rented it for ten days from the Bull frog marina...I have the papers." Abbey heard Sam tell them. She pulled the covers up tight as she turned her ear towards the voices.

"Okay, thank you, have a good night and enjoy your vacation."

"Thank you," Abbey heard Sam say and then the sound of a boat motor rumbling away. Abbey let out a sigh of relief as Sam came back into the room and shut the door. The boat rocked slightly from the Sheriff's boats wake.

"Did you hear all that?" Sam asked slightly frustrated.

"Most of it...just checking us out?" Abbey giggled then let out a full out laugh.

"What?" Sam asked curiously.

Abbey regained her composure and pointed at Sam's crotch. His pride was bulged fully in his tight jeans. "Think they know what you were up to?" Abbey asked laughing. Sam turned a shade of red and blushed as he noticed his erection was very obvious. Then he too snickered and crawled back into the bed.

"Now...where was I?" Sam asked as he grabbed Abbey and began ravaging her again. The boat lightly rocked from the slight swells of a passing boat. The Moon had long disappeared but the flood lights lit up the river. The crickets and frogs were starting to begin they're songs again from the sheriffs, interruption. Sam was too. There on the River Boat.