The Cabin Ch. 02

"I could eat," he quips back, laughing.

"Indeed" is my answer. "But do you want a sandwich?"

Playfully we assemble our lunch. Lying on our sides facing each other, we feed bits of meat and cheese wrapped in bread to each other. Long draws of water wash down delectable bites and crunchy chips.

Too soon the delicious picnic lunch is gone and the warmth of the sun soothes as we lay side by side. Our lips occasionally brushing together; our hands gently caressing, we delight in the company of each other. Russ runs his hands down my chest to my waist and grasps the hem of my t-shirt. Tugging it up and over my head, his hands descend to my breasts. Caressing and kneading them, my nipples harden and pucker. His palms rub slowly over and around and then under me as he leans in and takes me into his mouth. My back arches and lifts as he takes me deeper into his hot mouth. A soft whimper escapes my throat as I feel his teeth run along the underside of my breast. "Oh, Russ, you are driving me crazy with your mouth." His tongue glides smoothly along under the heavy cup to the outside; up and over the top; circling closer and closer to the nipple. Small tremors begin to ripple through my body. His lips caress and kiss over both breasts and then begin a southward journey. As he reaches my tummy, I feel his hands at my waistband. The button releases and the zipper descends. Lifting up and sitting back on his heels, I watch as he pulls my shorts down over my hips. Raising my butt to assist, they slip down over my knees and then off at the ankles. I rise up on my elbows as he lowers his head again to my tummy, licking and kissing to the top of my panties. I inhale sharply as his teeth grasp my panties and he tugs them down over my mound. My panties still in his teeth, he worries them lower and lower, exposing my very wet pussy.

Flipping me over onto my tummy, he kisses down along my spine to the top of the panties and then tugs and pushes with teeth and nose until they reach my hips. My ass now uncovered, his lips lick and kiss over my cheeks as his hands take over the job of panty removal. I lay naked. Russ runs his hands up my legs; over my hips and then firmly grasps my cheeks. His fingers holding me, he lowers his head; flicks out his tongue and runs it up through my crack to rim my little hole. I writhe beneath him and my legs open. His tongue finds its mark and presses. Harder and harder...until it enters me and I groan. "Oh my god, Russ. Yesssssssssssss." Slowly he pushes in and out...caressing with his fingers and tongue. My hips begin their dance, shifting back, then side to side. I arch my back, sending my ass higher into the air and pressing harder to his face. His hand slips under to find my clit. His finger begins circling, pressing, rubbing, caressing the hard button as I increase my movements. Waves of pleasure build and begin to rise up from deep within me. His tempo increases. His tongue thrusts become frantic. His thumb replaces his finger flying over my clit, and two fingers plunge into the warm depths of my pussy. I scream out "Russ, please don't stop. Baby, I'm so close. I'm going to cum."

"Yes, Gina, cum for me. I want to taste you, baby. I want to drink your sweet juice. Please cum for me, baby."

Hearing his throaty pleading pushes me over the top. Panting, I thrust back once more and freeze. He pulls his tongue out of my hole; his fingers from my cunt and plunges his face deep into my wet pussy. His lips surround my clit and he sucks me in hard and fast. My orgasm explodes over me. "Yesssssssssssss, Russ, yesssssss. I'm cumming." He sucks and licks and drinks from me. His moans causing vibrations that enhance and prolong my climax. I shudder and shake. His hands hold my body as I continue to quiver and tremble.

Sitting up he releases me so I lay flat on the blanket. Turning over I reach up and pull him to me. Kissing deeply I taste myself as I suck his tongue deep into my mouth. With Russ lying on top of me, I can feel his manhood, rigid and rock hard pressing into me. I slide my legs open and his cock slips down and nestles between them. It doesn't take much movement for him to slip inside me. As his hard cock touches my hot wet lips, he growls then pushes imbedding his hardness deep, fast and hard. Holding deep in me, I can feel him pulsing. Pulling out until just the tip is lodged; he then plunges in hard and deep again. He begins to swell immediately and I know he won't last long. My hands on his hips pull at him as he thrusts. His rhythm becomes more rapid. His thrusts are hard and fast. My hips flex to meet him. As he plunges, I grind into him. My muscles tighten and squeeze, then release. Growling, he cries out, "Gina, if you squeeze me again, I'll explode." So I squeeze. My muscles tighten and clamp down, gripping his cock hard, and begin to milk it. Rippling up and down his hard shaft, I can feel the throbbing and twitching inside me. I increase the pressure and with a couple of rapid thrusts, he explodes in a hard climax. I can feel him shooting and hitting deep inside me and it sends me over the edge again. As my pussy spasms again, the muscles convulse and grip causing his cock to spurt another rope of creamy cum. "Oh my god, woman, what are you doing to me? I have never cum that hard in my whole life. Gina you are truly amazing."

Russ collapses beside me and we lay panting in the warm mountain air. The sun slips lower in the sky as the day begins its journey towards night. "We need to get dressed and start back to the cabin if we want to get there before it gets too dark" Russ says as he rolls over and begins to gather clothes. "It's going to start to get cooler. Do you want your shorts or did you bring jeans?"

"In the backpack, I have jeans and a sweatshirt. I'll put those on." In no time we are dressed and gathering up the remnants of our lunch. As we reach the edge of this beautiful little glade, I turn to look back. Thinking of the wonderful day spent here, I smile to see a pair of butterflies flutter up from a patch of flowers and fly off together. I turn and Russ extends his hand. Content we make our way back to the truck.

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Will there be more days at the cabin? Or perhaps a better question, more nights? Let me know if you want more from Gina and Russ. My heartfelt thanks go to Mityam for his loving support and patient editing.