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The Ladies of Indian Lake

By: midnightfalcon



Indian Lake is secluded in the hills of Tennessee. The lake is dotted with cabins of varying sizes and styles. Most are summer homes for those who wish to get away for a few summer months, but a few, like the one I purchased last month, are well insulated and have the amenities that make them habitable year round. There's a lodge located about a half mile up the hill that serves as a gathering place for the residents. It's sort of a club for lack of a better description. Each cabin is lake shore property and has its own dock. 

The reason I purchased here is because I wanted the seclusion and to get away from the busy lifestyle of urban life. I am a rather successful writer of science fiction and the quiet serenity of the area sort of prevents "writers block" which so often had been keeping me from doing my best work. I prefer to write science fiction that is believable and contrary to most beliefs, requires a considerable amount of research to be really good. So much for me, except to say that I'm forty six years old and in great physical condition. 

About a week or so after I had moved in and settled down I had the opportunity to go to the lodge for some sort of community social event. Basically it was to meet my neighbors and be introduced around. It was more of an obligation than something that I really looked forward to. There was an open bar and when I arrived a number of people were already well on their way to being totally wiped out. It was there also that I met my neighbors to my left and right of my place. 

The woman who lived on the adjoining property to my left was named Veronica Nielson. She was another year round resident and a rather noted artist. I figured her age to be around thirty five or so. My other neighbors, the ones who lived on my right, were a couple named Sam and Tanya Hanly. I at first thought it was a father and grand daughter until someone told me that they were married. Sam was well into his eighties, his wife was an ex model who couldn't have been more than twenty five or so. A very strange partnership, but than some men with money do attract young ladies as their mates. 

For some reason Veronica latched onto me and was at my side constantly and seemed to be very interested in taking pictures of the people in attendance. I figured she might be involved in some sort of local news paper or something. Between snapping pictures of the people and activities, she took it upon herself to introduce me to the various people at the gathering. With each introduction she would provide a brief but colorful dissertation on the character of each. The way she hung onto my arm made me feel almost as if she were protecting me, but it did provide me with a bit of comfort as an outsider in the community.

Sam and his wife seemed inordinately interested in me, and Sam even asked me over to see how he had landscaped his property. I suspected the invitation was given at his wife's request, but I wasn't sure, and Veronica became almost possessive as Sam's wife, Tanya hovered nearby. I had had more than enough to drink, but Veronica kept bringing more drinks from the bar, and it seemed that during those few moments when she was occupied elsewhere, Tanya was hovering nearby with another drink for me. I was getting loopy and decided that it was time for me to walk the half mile or so back to my home. 

Veronica insisted on driving me back, and so it happened. She took me to her home, where I had my last nightcap and a brief kiss, before walking thru the footpath over to my place. I shed my clothes and flopped on my bed and passed out. At ten the next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee and putting on my cargo shorts went to my kitchen. There she was, Veronica.

"I hope you don't mind. I let myself in and made some coffee. I figured I owed you that for being such a good escort last night," she explained. I sort of mumbled thanks and sat across from her and sipped my drink. It was now in the morning light that I really looked at her and came to the conclusion that she was beautiful, as well as vivacious. And as I gazed at her, was taken with the fact that she took very good care of herself. I mean she was a perfect ten by any mans rating. A narrow waist, breasts that were perky and legs that were long and beautifully sculpted. Her hair was cut in a long shag and framed a face that was at times pensive, yet, at other times, her eyes had that "I want you," look. 

I must have looked like hell. I needed a shave and shower and my hair was tussled. I figured that when I excused myself to go take my shower, she would leave. It didn't work out exactly that way though. I went directly to the bathroom, dropped my shorts and climbed into the shower stall. Steam filled the small room and I let the hot water run down my back until I began to feel human again. I even shaved in the shower and somehow avoided bleeding to death. Not one nick and that was a first considering I had no mirror. I turned off the shower and was about to slide the glass door open when a towel was thrust in thru the partly open door. Wrapping it around my waist, I stepped out to come face to face with Veronica.

"Nice. Verrrrry nice," she whispered. "I could see you thru the glass and you are one hell of a handsome man. And before the steam screwed up the view, I noticed something I'd like to check out further." I cut her off at that point and tried move past her and into my bedroom for some clothes. She followed with another towel and actually stood behind me and began drying my back. I mean she was treating me like some pet that needed grooming.

Now I'm not very good at hurting person's feelings, but I was on the verge of asking her to leave and was trying to compose something in my mind that wouldn't offend her, but would be easily understood. I wanted my space. She saved me the choir. She turned and began to leave, then paused, and looking back over her shoulder gave me a seductive smile and said: "I want to paint you." Than pausing she added, "In the nude. Just like you are now, and with a giggle added, without the towel of course." Then she went down the hall and vanished.

I got dressed as I thought about her. Sure she was brazen, and forward, but she carried it off well and I sort of enjoyed the way she was flirting. Sooner or later it might just be possible that we would be intimate, and yet I desperately wanted to avoid any commitments. For the time being I'd just try to stay away from her as much as possible.

Surprise number two happened at three in the afternoon. Sam came wandering down to my dock as I was gassing up the outboard. He sat there watching me and chatted about the fishing and looking over my gear. Than he got more serious and hit me right between the eyes with his next comment.

"Brad, last night at the lodge Tanya and I made a choice. I mean we had discussed it many times before, but I never really could find the right person to ask, but hell I liked you the first time I saw you and so did Tanya. I'm not all the man I need to be. Tanya is a young girl and quite beautiful and to be perfectly candid, she can't go thru life tucked away with an old man like me without having her needs satisfied. Oh sure I try to take care of her but she shouldn't have to be denied having a real man in her life to satisfy her. 

We've been looking around for the better part of a year now, trying to find someone who would be that person and last night we agreed that you would be perfect. Now you don't have to decide right now, think about it, but we would really like you to be that man. Oh it would be very discreet, nothing out in the open or anything, just casual secret meetings while I'm away, during which you and she could do what she needs and wants. She's a bit noisy and sort of kinky in ways but she's a gem when she gets what she wants. Would you give it some thought, please? It'll save her sanity and make an old man happy."

I had stood and listened, not believing what I was hearing, but my mind did conjure images of Tanya nude and quietly laying on my bed. I didn't really answer, I just nodded and mumbled, "I'll think about it, Sam, but I need to hear what your wife has to say before I could even consider it. Do you understand?" He nodded and with his shoulders sort of hunched over, wandered back to his cabin. This was the second shock of the day, and hell it wasn't more than three thirty by now.

Back in my cabin, I was making myself a drink when Veronica knocked on the door. Although it wasn't locked, at least she knocked this time. I offered her a drink and as she sipped it, she leaned against the bar. I had to admit, she was a seductive and I was beginning to be aroused. She wore tight clothes to show off her body, tight jeans that were low hip huggers. A bare midriff blouse, knotted in the front which provided a view of a flat and muscular abdomen. The open buttons on her blouse exposed breasts that were firm and which obviously had no support from a bra. She was tantalizingly beautiful and as she continued to drink, she said nothing, just stared at me. It was as if she were undressing me with her eyes and possibly making love with me in her mind. 

"I'm a painter you know, she began, I have three rather successful galleries In France one in Niece and two in Paris, and if you'd like to stop over, I'd enjoy showing you some of my work." I agreed and she finished her drink and led me thru a path between our houses over to her place. She had me climb the stairs up to a loft in which she had a number of easels set up. 

One wall was covered with pictures of nudes. Oh, she was good alright. I have never seen such arousing pictures in all my life. The expressions on her subject's faces were both erotic and very familiar, but I didn't realize why until she began to explain.

As we walked along the rows of paintings, I noticed that she had titled each. The first was of a girl with her head tossed back and staring upwards, it was called, "ecstasy." The next was of another young girl with her knees drawn up while she held the nipples of her left breast and again the expression on her face was arousing. Its title was "satisfaction." Then it suddenly struck me. Some of the girls in the pictures were those I had been introduced to at the lodge. When I asked her about them she admitted that one was a self portrait, and another was of Sam's wife, Tanya. Another looked familiarly like Veronica but younger. "She's beautiful isn't she? "That's my daughter, Kimberly." 

She continued. "No one sits for pictures now days; most portraits are done from photographs. So I take pictures of my subjects than put them on canvass. Continuing along I recognized at least three others whom I had met at the party.

"But how do you capture the expressions on their faces like that? I asked. With a coy smile on her face she asked, "Do you really want to know, Brad?" I nodded and she went on. "In each of these pictures the subject was captured as they were having an orgasm. The one of me was taken by Tanya as I was cumming. My daughter was using a vibrator on me; the one of Tanya was a frame I took from a video tape I made as I masturbated her. The same with my daughter. Again I had a video camera running as I brought her off. It was the same with all of the others. I learned that women who masturbate just are satisfying themselves and know what to expect. When someone else makes them cum, it's a surprise and that's what I try to capture. 

She giggled and went on, as we paused before her daughter's picture. "That one was enjoyable for both of us. I used my mouth and fingers to get her to cum. It's no good when they try to help because their hands aren't placed properly, so I have them just lay back and look towards the camera and than either Tania or I or one of the other girls make it happen. Later I go over the film, and decide which frames excite me, and then I paint it in oils or acrylics. 

Now I want to paint males. I've been getting requests for paintings of men as they orgasm and also of couples having sex. I want to do some of a man at the moment he ejaculates and try to capture his expression as he actually orgasms during intercourse." There was a long pause before she continued. "That's why we need you my handsome stud. I want to do some of Tania and you, then a few of you and me and when Kimberly gets here, some of you fucking her."

"Your daughter," I asked? She just nodded. Kimberly is still a virgin sort of. Carl, her father tried to screw her a couple of times, but the bastard came before he could even get his little weenie in her and ended up shooting all over her legs. The same thing happened last year in college. The guy she was dating just couldn't hold off and that was another failure. So you see she really hasn't been fucked yet, but she needs to cum almost every day, and both she and I do it mutually about once a week, when she's home. Sometimes with Tania. 

Oh, she continued, has Sam spoken to you yet? Tania called early this morning and told me that she and Sam had decided on you. Of course I'll wait until the two of you are ready to be put on canvas, but in the meanwhile I would like to enjoy you myself before Kimberly gets here tomorrow. I Emailed your picture to her last night, but she doesn't know that I've found someone to have her yet."

"These people are crazy," I thought. "This is so organized and I don't know how I could possibly do it and besides, to have my face in a gallery somewhere in France, wasn't exactly my cup of tea. Although I enjoy fucking a pretty woman, to be photographed or filmed while I do it, didn't feel like something that I could do. 

Veronica smiled at me before whispering in a low sexy voice, "Tonight Tania will be your first, but when she's finished, I'm next, then my baby, Kimberly, when she gets here. She's going to love you doing her. I promised her I'd find you for her."

I couldn't wait to leave. I said my goodbyes and left. About eight that night Tanya appeared at my door and said that Sam had told her to come over and talk with me. Now this girl was a model in the truest sense and I had already seen her nude and orgasming in Vivian's studio. She was coy and a bit embarrassed as she went over her little domestic arrangement with her husband and the part she wanted me to play in this scenario. 

I had intended to flatly refuse to go along with it, but three drinks later, and with her lips pressed against mine, I was lost. She led me to my bedroom, and turning to me, began to do a sort of strip tease. No one undresses like this woman. It was slow and methodical. She stared at me as each garment fell to the floor. She would turn away, unfasten something, then turning back towards me, let it drop. She had me about as hard as I had ever been before. Painfully hard, and my cock was stretching my jeans striving to be released. The last thing she took off was her panties and the warm moist slit between her soft thighs met my eyes. I reached down to unfasten my belt when she dropped to her knees at my feet and reached up, tugging my jeans down. 

I stepped out of them and began to take my shirt off when I felt her hot mouth close around my cock. Actually I didn't need any enticement, I was already hot. She spent five or six minutes trying to get seven inches of hard cock down her throat, and all the while I stood trembling in front of her. Pulling her head back she released my shaft with a wet sucking sound, stood, backed up, went to the bed, and laid back. She stared at me with half closed eyes as she spread her legs wide.

My instincts told me to mount her but my mind told me to go slowly and savor the moment. As I knelt between her soft thighs, she lifted her legs, inviting me to take her. I wanted to taste her first so I took her ankles and put them on my shoulders as my mouth went down to cover the soft pink mounds on either side of her cleft. She was already slippery and wet as I put my chin to my chest I extended my tongue and swept its tip from the bottom of her cunt all the way up to, and over her clit. 

Hunger takes many forms. A dog may drool in anticipation of being fed, or a man begin to drip at the moment he begins to enter a woman's body, but Tanya's response was to gasp and, thrust up, while her fingers clawed at the lips of her pussy, pulling them apart.

"Eat me! Of fuck, eat my pussy Brad! Make me cum. I want to cum in your mouth. Oooooh god... suck it. Harder!" I had just moved my pursed lips over her clit and just begun to draw its smooth pink tip into my mouth, when she suddenly lurched up and her hands slapped down on the top of my head. 

Some women are subtle when they cum and it's difficult to know it's even happening, but this woman became wild. Her body began to shake and the muscles in her tummy began to ripple. She shook, and her thighs trembled. Even her hands became involved, tangling in my hair as her pussy belched massive globules of creamy fluid. It was coating my chin and face as she writhed back and forth. Her voice choked obscene demands and between gasps for air she cried out.

"Fuck! Oh god it feels so good. Eat me! Oh my god I'm close. Babeee eat it! Oh shit I'm cumming now! Yeah, oh yeah, just like that! More, dear god... more! Don't stop. Just like that. Oh FUCKKKK, Fuck Meeeeee." A full minute later she collapsed and drew her knees up against her breasts. 

Now I could lift my head and look at her face. She was still clawing at her nipples, tugging them until they rose like torrid cylinders surrounded by aureoles that were small, pink, and peppered with small nubs.

I watched her pant and gasp as she tried to catch her breath, then she put her chin down to her chest and looked at my cock as it jetted upwards towards her face. She tried to reach down between her legs,grabbing for it, but couldn't. Almost in desperation she sobbed: "gimmeee it! Put it in! Oh dear god fuck my cunt. Fuck me Brad. Fuck me all night! Give it to me hard and deep! Please.... I need it now."

At that point I couldn't have said no if my life depended on it, besides, I had intended to fuck her anyway, so I began to inch forward on my knees when she suddenly sat up. 

Then bending forward, she grabbed my cock and tugging it closer, and thrust her pussy up. My shaft found her slippery sheath and slid in. She was tight and constantly pulsating. It felt almost as if her pussy was sucking me. I felt the head of my shaft nudge her cervix and I drew back slightly before again thrusting inwards. 

After the third or fourth drive, she had me completely within her throbbing opening and was thrusting in sync with my own motion. In and out, in and out, slowly but constantly our bodies collided than ebbed as we separated slightly. Over and over again we met then drew apart when suddenly she wrapped her ankles around my waist and sat bolt upright, clutched my shoulders and gasped into my face.

"Mmmmmmyyyy Goddddddddd! It's good. Darling? Brad? Ohmygod, Ohmygod. Fuck, I'm gonna cum all over your cock! Gimmeee it now. Oh fuck it baby, cream in me! Make me, oh shit I'm cumming, I need it. Fuck, shoot in me baby!"

It was one of those moments when you have an out of body experience. I was in her and yet I was lost in my own world of sensations. What made it so intense I think, was the way she was convulsing up against me. There are moments when two people lose the world and the only thing to do is to cling to each other. I was beginning to tremble as her fingers began to rake my back and she started biting on my ear, my neck and my shoulder. Then pausing, I cried out to her: "Take it baby! Shooting you full sweetheart! Take it all now!" And I felt my cock twitch with each eruption. 

Her body continued to shudder hard against mine. My own arms were wrapped around her back forcing her hard nipples to press into my sweaty chest. And slowly it ebbed as we tried to catch our breaths. 


The Ladies of Indian Lake



I had thought that we would lay there for a few moments then be finished, but Tanya had waited far too long and been patiently hoping for this moment, and she wasn't about to be satisfied so quickly. "Oooh Darlin, you dear sweet baby, don't quit on me now. I want more. Hell honey I need your cock to make me crazy again. I want it doggie now," she went on. 

Letting her legs relax she unwrapped them from around my waist and wiggling her ass, she moved back, pulling my cock out and unplugging our pent up cum. It began to gush out, even as her hand shot down to capture the thick creamy mix. Her fingers became coated and her palm filled with the captured fluid. I watched as she brought her hand to her mouth and licked her palm and fingers. Now free from our embrace she rolled over and knelt on the very edge of the bed with her ass wagging slowly but impatiently back and forth. 

I slid to the floor and stood behind her. Still wet, and with cum running down the inside of her thighs, I moved to her and slid my cock deep into her pussy. For perhaps ten minutes I swiveled my hips back and forth plunging my cock in and out while she had two more orgasms. 

I was again nearing my end, when she looked over her shoulder and gasped. "My ass, try to put it in my ass. I want it that way too. I want everything I could never have before. Fuck my ass baby. Give me your cum there too. Fuck me that way too."

I was rigid and quite thick, but still very slippery. I pressed my cock to her tan star and pressed forward. She had never done this, I thought, and she doesn't know how to relax. I drew back and replacing my cock with my finger. Inserting it, I began to slowly twist and turn it. Adding another finger moments later, I repeated my gentle massaging until she was used to it. Now, drawing them slowly out I replaced them with the head of my cock. 

With a soft "pop" I felt my shaft enter. She immediately tightened up, but gently, I began to swivel my hips back and forth and was soon comfortably deep in her bowels. Five minutes later she began gasping and again screamed over her shoulder that she was going to cum. My voice joined hers as I began chanting.... Take it baby! Take my cum now. And surprisingly she screamed back to me, "NOW! I'm cummminnn and I want it now. Fill me babeeeeee." 

Thirty minutes later we had showered and were sitting at the bar in my living room. She looked a wreck but she had that far off, satisfied look of a woman who has been sated, if only for the moment. Walking her home she stumbled two or three times so I ended up bringing her to her door in my arms. Before she took her arms from around my neck she put her soft lips to mine and her tongue darted in to my mouth. Long moments later we broke the kiss and her lips moved to my ear. "I need you baby. Stay close and be with me. Please?" I couldn't promise but I did say, "Yes, I'll be next door when you need me." And setting her down I watched her go in and I returned home.

Around noon the next day I met Veronica down at the dock. She was with a young girl wearing a baseball cap and dark sunglasses. It could have been her daughter but with the glasses, I couldn't be sure, but this young lady had her own attributes. She wore a very tight pair of white short shorts. So tight in fact that I didn't even need to imagine what a firm ass she had. Turning towards me, I couldn't really tell about her breasts because she was wearing a rather loose fitting pull over. Even before I got half way down to the dock, Veronica waived and pulled the girl towards me. Standing there, she panted a brief introduction. "Kim, this is Brad." 

The young girl extended her hand and I took it. Small, soft and warm, her hand was lost in mine. Then I relaxed my grip thinking she wanted to pull away, but strangely she clung to it. She seemed very quiet, almost shy and yet this was a young woman who apparently was involved in an incestuous relationship with her mother and possibly her father. Veronica almost ignored her daughter as she continued to go on about a conversation she had earlier with Tanya. 

Apparently Tanya had called early this morning and told her what had happened. I got the impression that Veronica wasn't exactly happy about something and I suspected that it was because the Tanya thing had happened without her knowledge. Suddenly she whispered something to Kimberly, turned to me, and with that little smile curling her lips, whispered, "I'll leave you two to get to know each other, but behave yourselves you two." Then she turned and walked back towards her place.

I sensed Kim was uneasy but still she held my hand and walked with me back to my place. I tried to have a conversation with her, but all she would do was give a soft unhuh or yes or some other acknowledgment, but wouldn't keep a conversation going. Finally I gave up and arriving in the living room, asked her if it was too early for her to have a drink. She nodded no and I made two Stingers. 

She wandered around the room seeming to be looking things over as she sipped her drink. I watched her. She moved as if she were a cat. I mean she was graceful to the extreme. Finally she hoisted herself up on the bar and took her sun glasses off and began.

"What do you think?" I looked at her a bit puzzled, "Think what?" I asked. "Think about me, about us. Do you want me? I mean do you want to take me to bed?" I cleared my throat and answered: "I really hadn't thought about it. I mean I don't even know you and your mother seems to be arranging things around here, and I actually feel a bit uncomfortable around her." She smiled and nodded.

"She does that to people, but she means well. She wants us to make love but first she wants you. Actually she has the hots for you and is a bit upset about Tanya getting to you first. Was she good? Oh I know she's good with girls, but a girl, girl thing is sort of different. I can make her cum easy and she likes the things I do to her but it's not the same as being fucked."

"What do you think?" I asked. "Oh" she continued. "She can get me off six or seven times in a row, and its better than when I have to do myself, because I never know exactly what she's going to try, but still it's not as good as having something filling you up. I mean when I cum it's a hundred times better when I have something deep inside me. One of those jelly dildos or a vibrator, you know. That's one of the reasons Mom and I and the others need you. It's not just the videos or the paintings, it's the way you feel when someone else is making you feel good. Do you understand?" I nodded yes, even though I had never really thought about it.

Then she continued. "Did you like the portrait, the one of me?" "Fantastic," I said. Like my little tits? "Yeah" I answered. My nipples really stand up when I'm excited. You know, that's a really good way to get me hot. I mean it's awesome to have someone suck on your nipples. It makes my cunt sort of quiver." 

With that she reached down, grabbed the bottom of her pull over and lifted it. God were her breasts inviting. When a girl lifts her arms her breasts seem to protrude and stand out, but this girl was so firm that my mouth watered. Her nipples were centered within rather small pink aureoles and protruded as if waiting for me. I guess it showed on my face because she looked directly at me and in a low voice commanded, suck them! Come on, you want to don't you? I like to have them sucked and feel my pussy get all wet and gooey. Please, Brad, suck um."

Well I thought, it's not like I'm really having sex with her. Oh what the hell. So I moved over to her and lowered my face to draw her nipple into my mouth as my other hand cupped her other breast. She drew a deep breath and gasped, "Yeah, oh yeah, that's good." I ran my tongue around her nipple and than let the tip of my tongue stroke up the small pellet. She squirmed and gasped. "Bite it! Hurt them a little, I like that. Mmmmm that's good. Oh god Brad. Here down here." Then she took my hand and slid it down inside her shorts and put my fingers on her hot pussy. She was wet! I mean she was really wet. 

I let my fingers slide inside her tiny tight slit as she squirmed. Suddenly she lurched forward forcing my fingers deeper inside and began to hunch back and forth on my hand until she suddenly let out a long gasp and squealed. "Yes, oh yes, Yeah, close now baby, getting closer...Yeah, now Oh god I'm gonna cum." And with a gasp she suddenly held perfectly still as her pussy pulsed and contracted on my fingers and she filled my hand with a sudden gush of warm fluid.

Her hands were around my neck now and my mouth sucked hard on first one nipple than the other and she was moaning as if I had hurt her. 

"My god you're good. That's so fucking good Brad. I needed it so much but I didn't think it would happen so damn fast. Wanna fuck me now? Mom doesn't have to know. God that was good. I bet you can fuck all night, can't you?" 

I was struggling to get my face off her breast but she was squeezing me tightly against her. For a college student she was behaving like a little spoiled kid. I finally managed to get a few words out before she pulled me back to her breast. 

"Noooooo Kim, not this way. Not here in the living room."

"Damn it. Don't leave me like this. At least let me suck you off. I owe you. I want to see you cum. I want to drink you, I want to swallow your hard cock and hear you tell me you love me. I want you to need me."

She was almost frightening in the way she was behaving. It was as if she was begging me to let her please me and need her. Perhaps I was right. I wondered why she had said she wanted me to tell her I loved her. 

I had intended to back away, but ended up on the couch and she was kneeling on the rug and tugging at my jeans. I lifted up and helped her get them down around my knees. She undid her shorts and now was nude from the waist down. God she had a beautiful back side and I reached for it as she began to suck on me. I was hard in the beginning, but she took me to heights that I never believed possible. Between sucking she would lick, nibble, and beg. "Gimmee cum honey. I want you to shoot. Come on baby cum for little Kimmie. I want to drink you. Don't waste it. I want to suck you dry."

Then she would begin all over again. I lasted as long as humanly possible. Perhaps ten minute or longer before I began to shake and thrust. She knew I was at the brink and I let her hear it. 

"I'm gonna cum Kim, slow down. Oh god yes I love it. Yeah, oh yeah I'm gonna shoot now!" And she clutched my shaft hard with one hand, holding it inside her mouth as her tongue swirled around and round its head. Her other hand held my balls gently in her palm as I sent jets of warm thick cum spewing into her sucking mouth. I never had a woman so anxious to actually swallow me. 

She gulped and drank every drop and I kept spurting until I was dry. Then she pulled off me and looked up and gasped. "Tell me you love me. Tell me you love me to drink you. Tell me you want me all the time and want me to be your little whore. Tell me!" At that moment, I meant it when I gasped, "Yes I want that, I want all of that." 

Almost with a smug look of satisfaction on her face she stood, put her shorts back on and looking over her shoulder, and reminded me to keep quiet about what we had just done. I nodded and she left. 

Between one and five, I managed to write another ten pages of drafts for my editor. My stories are generally based on some aspect of scientific fact but I modify it so it becomes possible, but yet improbable. The one I was writing at the time is one about a dwindling group of extra terrestrials who had been stranded on earth three thousand years ago and had generally fit in with earthlings because of their close resemblance to us. They were trying to find a male of their breed, but they had killed off almost all of them because of their breeding habit. 

Anyway, I was in the process of reformatting the drafts so they were double spaced and could be easily edited, when Veronica suddenly was framed in the doorway. My first thought was that she had found out about Kimberly, but from the smile on her face, I dismissed that possibility.

"Want to come on over for supper with Kim and I, she asked. Then later we can get to more interesting things. I want to get started taking some pictures and videos of you and since I've finished my last portrait and I'm anxious to begin my new project." 

"Supper sounds great Veronica, but I really don't think I'm really interested in the picture thing. I simply don't think I'd be a very good subject for that sort of thing," I answered. 

"Sure you would, she coaxed. Just try it and I think Kim and I can make you feel comfortable about it. If it's the thought of being painted as an individual, we can do the first one as a couple, you know, you and I, so lets just let things happen and see where it goes."

Thirty minutes later we were sitting around her dining room table eating an Italian dish and sipping red wine. Kim keep watching me and smiling. She knew something and I was nervous. Perhaps it was because of what had happened earlier or perhaps she knew what her mother was planning later, I wasn't sure, but I wasn't feeling very comfortable. 

Dinner was over and Kimberly began serving drinks. I can handle my liquor; especially on a full stomach, but for some reason I was getting a bit giddy by the second drink. Not like me at all. It was after the dishes were done that the two took me on a tour of the house. I had seen the Loft, but not much else in the house.

Just to the left of her studio was a solarium. It was completely glass above and to the south of the room, and in the center was a bed of sorts, that stood about a foot off the carpeted floor. I recognized the cluster of pillows that were arranged at the top as ones that I had seen in several of the paintings yesterday. So this is where she took her pictures. Looking around I didn't see any tripods or camera equipment and was about to comment on it when Veronica began to explain.

Yes, this is the photo studio. The video cameras are recessed and hidden, but can be moved in and panned remotely from that computer over there in the corner. For really close-up shots I have someone use a hand held video camera. Generally by than my subjects are so involved in what's happening to them, they don't even realize someone's moving around them. Come on Brad; just give us a non threatening preview of what you have. If it makes you more comfortable, Kim and I can strip too." And so it began. 

I waited for them to go first. And I have to admit, it was exciting and a bit strange to watch a mother and daughter undress each other and pet as they did it. Now I stood there almost immobile watching the two nude girls caressing each other as I began to disrobe. I guess I was semi erect and growing larger as I watched them become more and more intimate with each other. At the point that I expected them to lie down on the bed and really finish each other, but they stopped and came to me.

"Sit down on the mattress, Brad. Kim and I have a surprise for you." Then, pushing me back, I fell over the edge of the bed and landed on my back. Almost as if each had rehearsed it, they took positions near me. Kim began to fondle my cock. Although her mother may not have known it already, Kim knew exactly how to get me frantic. 

While Kim stroked me, Veronica nibbled at my ear and occasionally lifted up to watch her daughter. Soon she began to stroke her own pussy. I was watching Kimberly intently as she sucked and bobbed her head up and down my engorged shaft. Her mother watched almost approvingly for several moments before she began to comment on her daughter's performance.

"Honey, use your tongue just under his head. Lick it as if you're trying to keep an ice cream cone from dripping. Here let me show you."

Moving down, Veronica took Kim's place and began to suck my cock. I had thought Kim was doing a fantastic job, but her mother was a damn vacuum machine and she did things with her tongue that were impossible to describe. She had me squirming and thrusting almost immediately. Kim took over again as soon as her mother stopped. "That's it darling. Doesn't he taste good baby? Wouldn't you love to feel that pole sliding in and out of your tight little cunt, baby? Kim could only give a muffled MMMmmm Hummmmm, as she continued to do as her mother had taught her. 

Veronica knelt next to me and her head swiveled from her daughter to me. I rarely cum just from being sucked off and possibly because of the drinks, this was one of those times, but the two seemed more intent on how Kim sucked me then making me get off. 

Fifteen minutes later I watched Veronica pick up a rabbit vibrator and begin plunging it in and out of her wet pussy, then holding it firmly against her clit, she twisted it back and forth before she suddenly let out a screech and came all over her hand. That almost made me lose it too, but Kim apparently was used to her mother's squeals and gasps because she never paused. 

Her mother was gasping for air when she again moved down to her daughter and putting her hand on Kim's forehead, took her off my cock. I don't think they realized how hard Kim had made me because they both gasped as they looked at my cock and watched it spring upward and rest on my abdomen. 

Kim lifted up and looked down at my cock, then turned to her mother. Veronica must have seen the pleading in her eyes because she simply whispered, "You go first honey. I'll watch for a while and help if you want. I know it's going to be your first time and I want you to remember it. Go ahead." 

I rarely just lie on my back and have my mate ride me, but this turned out to be something special. Kim straddled my hips and rocked forward, lifting up just enough to let her mother bring my cock up to the entrance of her pussy. Then the girl slowly lowered herself. It was almost as if she was afraid of me, but she began by taking about half of me inside her tight opening. Lifting up slightly she again lowered herself taking more of me. Again she lifted and slid down. She stared, open mouthed at her mother and moaned. 

"Its alright baby, you can take all of it, just lean a little forward and you'll be able to." Kim put her hands on my chest and again lifted before squatting down. With a sigh she was now holding me completely inside her slippery cunt. 

Again her mother watched her and simply smiled and told her, "Fuck it baby, He's not going to cum until your finished, believe me. He's better than the others so don't worry. Just ride him until your satisfied, then it'll be my turn." 

Veronica watched her daughter and reinserted the vibrator into her own pussy. As she began to twist and turn it, giving herself pleasure, Her eyes were half close as she continued to watch Kim's tight pussy clinging to my shaft with each rise and fall.

"Mom? Mommeee I'm gonna cum, mommy!" "Go baby, fuck it good. She answered. "Keep fucking him sweetheart. Mommy's gonna cum too. Brad, help her! Push that hard cock in deeper. Fuck her little cunt and watch her cum all over your balls. Go ahead, give it to her. Faster Brad, she's almost there!" 

I didn't need much encouragement and began to pound my cock upwards thrusting it deep and hard when she suddenly threw her head back and yelled out. "Cummmmmmmingggggg now. Oh my god, yeah, oh yeah, yessssss, just like that Brad, Ooooh shit I'm fucking cummminn."

The first time Kim came was almost frightening. I mean the girl seemed to convulse and shake as she clawed at my chest and began drooling and her mother added to the noisy clamor by moaning and gasping: "Mee too baby, me too. Oh god it feel good. Keep.... Keep cumming baby. I'm cumming with you!"

Surprisingly I held myself back. Kim had cum so hard and with such force that her juices seemed to flood my balls and the mattress below us. If I didn't know that I had held back, anyone would have looked at that mess and thought that it was the both of us who made it. At least that's what Veronica thought when Kim lifted off me and rolled to one side. 




The Ladies of Indian Lake



Veronica tossed her toy aside and whispered in my ear. "Me... me next. I want it too. Doggie. Do me doggie while Kim tapes us. I want to watch your face when you cream in me. Come on baby give me a big cream pie darling. I'm ready for that honey!"

She knelt with her arms outstretched, holding her breasts off the mattress, as I moved up behind her. Her twat was already wet from her own masturbating, so my cock slid smoothly into her slit and with one thrust I was deep in and my balls slapped loudly against her ass. She rocked forward than back with each thrust. I had thought Kim was the noisy one, but Veronica was just as noisy. 

In and out I stroked, sometimes slowly, at other times frantically fast. I sensed Kim nearby and heard her commenting to no one in particular. God it's so creamy. Oh my god mom can you feel that? Brad, give it to her! Oh shit she's almost there. Feel good mom? Isn't it fantastic? Brad shoot in her when I tell you." 

Hell I didn't need her to tell me anything. I could just feel each time Veronica contracted on my plunging cock and they were coming closer and closer together. Now she was pushing back and panting. "Fuck it. Oh god it feels so good. Fuck me faster. Come on now. Deeper. Ram it in. Oh shit...Holy god, your good, fuck Veronica good baby. Here it comes... I'm gonna have it now! OOOOOOOOOohhhhhhhhhhgggggg Fucking god I'm cummin all over your cock now. Gimmmmmmmeeeeeee your cum!"

At that point I grabbed her hips and I began to shoot deep in her cunt. I didn't pause but continued to stroke and gasp: "Take it now baby. Take all that warm creamy cum. Come on let that pussy of yours drink it in. Take it nowwwwwwwwwwwwww!" 

Finished, and sweating I pulled out as Kim moved in with her camera to capture her mothers pussy as it pulsed and my cum began to gush out in thick stringy globules.

A half hour later we were downstairs having a drink and discussing how the videos had turned out. We had captured several good shots of Kim cumming and some amazing shots of me as I ejaculated in Veronica. The frames of both Kim and me and Veronica and I were probably the best and would keep the galleries supplied with erotic portraits for months to come but that was just the beginning, because I found out that Veronica's collection of volunteer models was far more extensive that just Tanya, Kim and her, they were almost all of the female, year round residents at the lake.