And I'll Get a Pole

"I'll get them unhooked and on the stringer if you want to sit down for a minute. This guy was a feisty one."

"Thanks," she said as she sat the rod down and walked over to her bag.

You're just supposed to be flirting a little, she reminded herself as she sat down. But, god, he looks good enough to eat, another part of her piped up.

Jake wisely pulled in the stringer first, not wanting to risk either fish getting free after he removed the hook this time. He slipped the smaller one on first, and then worked the hook free from the big one.

All the while, Nicole couldn't keep her eyes off him.

"There we go," he said, and then hefted the stringer, letting out a theatrical grunt.

"I appreciate it."

"No problem. I don't mind helping out."

You could help me with something else, popped into her head as he turned. She found herself lamenting his rather baggy shorts, but she could see the muscles working in his legs and imagine just how tight his butt must be.

She snapped her eyes to her bag to pull out both the nightcrawlers and the tub of moist wipes when he turned back around. She gestured with the wipes before sitting them down and going to bait her hooks again.

She knew he'd been checking her out, and he'd just caught her doing the same. The question was whether he was all talk, or whether he might actually try to push for the next level. Still of two minds about that, she couldn't help but think about something she'd daydreamed about for years.

One of her strongest and most enduring fantasies was having sex in public — and more specifically — outdoors at night. It ran the gamut from romantic lovemaking to down and dirty, depending upon her mood at the time, but it had always been there. She'd tried to coax her ex-husband into fulfilling it once, but he'd balked even after she took her top off.

Jake was tapping into it something fierce, considering the setting.

With both lines baited, she turned to sit the tub of nightcrawlers down and saw him looking at her and grinning. Her shorts were a great deal tighter than his, and he was making almost no effort to hide that he was checking out her ass.

A shiver running up her spine, she cast her lines again. He'd moved even closer to her chosen spot when she turned back around. His shirt was still laying spread out in the grass, and he was still grinning. Her heart started to patter.

He handed her the wipes when she sat down and asked, "Ever landed one that big before?"

"Once," she answered as she washed up. "Three or four pretty close over the years."

"You know how to handle a pole, that's for sure. Most girls I've known have just been fumbling around trying to get it right."

Already suspicious that his earlier question had a double meaning, his tone and expression left little doubt that he wasn't really talking about fishing this time. Caught up in the moment, she said, "Well, it takes experience."

"You could probably teach me a thing or two."

"You're probably right about that," she said as arousal surged within her from the banter, the sight of him, and his eyes unmistakably devouring her. As wrong as it was, the thought that he was her bitchy manager's son was making her even hotter. Then her eyes wandered below his washboard abs and she saw the bulge in his shorts.

I shouldn't do this. This is such a bad idea. But, god! No matter the warning voice in her head, she'd reached a boiling point. Desire overcoming her, she said what had popped into her head the moment she saw his erection.

"So, are you planning to camp right here tonight?"

His brow furrowed and he said, "Huh?"

"Well, you're pitching a tent," she clarified while looking down at his manhood, and then up into his eyes to fix him with a sultry grin.

His eyes lit up and his smile turned just as naughty as hers. "Sleeps two."

"Is that so? I'm not sure about that."

"You could always see for yourself."

Putting a hand on her hip, she fixed him with a hard stare. "Well, you're cocky all of the sudden."

He winced. "Uh..."

She couldn't maintain her stern gaze any longer after that. "I was just playing."

He tried to hide it, but she could hear the disappointment in his voice when he said, "Yeah, I was just goofing around."

"I hope not." She reached over and ran a fingertip up his leg from his knee to his thigh. "I meant I was just playing when I called you cocky."

His eyes lit up, a far cry from the earlier confidence he'd exhibited. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she mimed as her finger continued its journey up to the bulge in his shorts. "Oh my," she whispered as it throbbed beneath her finger and he let out a grunt.

Between her ultimate fantasy coming to life, his youth, and the dirty pleasure of who he was, Nicole was hotter than she'd ever been in her entire life. She knew she had to be soaking her panties as she grabbed the waistband of his shorts between her finger and thumb, tugging in little circles to tease him. Putting a hand on his chest — and shivering from the feeling of his hard muscles — she pushed.

He laid back at the silent instruction, and as soon as his back settled into the shin-high grass, she pulled his shorts down. He lifted his butt as she tugged, and his cock sprang free.

"Mmm hmm," she moaned as she wrapped her hands around it. His cock wasn't the biggest she'd ever seen, but it filled her hand nicely as she stroked it.

"Ah fuck," he groaned as she gave a few short strokes of her hand. "Let me see your tits."

Stroking him a little faster, she asked, "What's the magic word?"

"Please let me see your tits," he amended.

"Much better."

Rising up onto her knees, Nicole licked her lips, crossed her arms, and reached for the tail of her top. He kept his eyes locked on her while kicking off his shoes and wriggling the rest of the way out of his shorts. She tugged the cloth up slowly while swaying back and forth, revealing just her tummy at first.

"God, you're fucking hot," he said as he watched her and gave his cock a squeeze.

"Mmm, so are you. Play with it for me."

He stroked his hand up and down his erection, pumping it a little faster when she tugged her top higher, revealing the bottom of her bra. Then she straightened her elbows and pulled the top the rest of the way over her head. A coquettish grin decorated her face as she negligently tossed the garment into the grass.

Feeling incredibly sexy, stripping in the moonlight while kneeling over a man half her age who was stroking his cock for her, she reached behind her back and popped open the clasp to her bra.

"Oh yeah. Take it off." He gave his manhood a couple of strokes before he added, "Please."

Down came one strap off her shoulder, and then the other, leaving her bra barely clinging to her body. A tug on the material between her breasts tipped that balance, letting the bra slide down her arms and onto the ground below.

"You like them?"

"Hell yeah."

She cupped her breasts, pushing them together while still swaying sinuously, and shivered as a breeze washed over the naked globes. She could see a drop of pre-cum glistening on the head of his cock as he continued to stroke it for her hungry eyes. Releasing her breasts, she let her fingers slide down her body and slipped them beneath the waistband of her shorts.

"You want to see more?"

"Please."

"You learn fast," she said as she stood up to hold out a foot over his chest.

He picked up on the signal and uncurled his fingers from around his erection to untie her shoe, which he then slipped off. Her sock followed, and before he released her ankle, he kissed the tips of her middle toes.

"Mmm hmm. I like that," she said as chills shot through her from the touch of his lips.

She switched feet when he let her ankle go, and he repeated the process, once again kissing her toes while looking up into her eyes. Once her foot settled in the grass, she pushed down on her shorts just enough to reveal the top of her panties, then turned in a hip-swiveling dance to face away from him.

Looking back over her shoulder at him, she pushed down on the back of her shorts, bending to thrust her bottom out at the same time. The thong she wore hid little as she let her shorts slither down her legs to pool at her ankles. A couple of quick steps freed her legs, and she turned slowly back to face him, sliding her fingers between her legs.

Her earlier assumption proved true as both her fingers and the breeze washing over her confirmed that her panties were damp. She hadn't given her inner exhibitionist such free rein since college, and it was incredibly exhilarating — especially in light of the rapt attention of her primary audience. The danger of someone else seeing only heightened her excitement as she knelt down again.

Jake groaned as she let her nipples glide along his chest while crawling over him. When she pressed her lips to his, her breath caught in her chest from the combination of his hungry kiss and both hands squeezing her breasts together.

Lifting one knee, she quickly crossed it over his body to straddle him. Sinking down against his muscular chest caused her to pull away from his lips and gasp before seeking them out again. His hard young cock tap-tapped on her bottom as their tongues wrangled.

She needed only to push up on her arms and rock forward for him to understand what she wanted. His lips wrapped around her right nipple, and she moaned in bliss.

"Fuck, I love your tits," he hurriedly said a few seconds later when he switched nipples.

"Oh, and I love your lips," she breathlessly responded.

As true as that was, she was aching for more. She straightened her elbows, but his lips held on tenaciously until her nipple slipped free with a wet pop. She rose up over her knees, reaching for her panties.

"Turn around. Let me."

Letting out a moan, she stood just long enough to turn around and drop onto her hands and knees with her bottom over his chest. His cock twitched up from his body right in front of her as his hands glided over her bare buttocks, and then squeezed.

"Oh, that ass," he said, and then she saw his leg muscles tense.

Nicole gasped as he sat up to kiss each cheek in turn. She heard his back thump back down, and his fingers slipped beneath the elastic band of her panties.

He pulled her panties down slowly, revealing what little they hid inch by inch. Once they were stretched taut between her thighs, she gave a little wiggle, and he responded with an aroused chuckle. She straightened her legs, letting him continue to pull her panties down, and managed to kick her left foot out when they reached her ankles.

He didn't give her a chance to free the other one.

Nicole trapped the squeal bubbling up from her throat as his powerful hands pulled her down. She trembled as his tongue slithered over her folds. Anything he lacked in skill, he certainly made up for with enthusiasm, and she was in such a state of heightened arousal that it wasn't going to take much.

Jake held her against his face, licking and slurping her pussy at a ferocious pace. Unable to resist it any longer, she wrapped her fingers around his cock bobbing in front of her. She was able to reach it with the tip of her tongue, and the growl he let out when she tongued the head rumbled through her folds, which were trapped between his lips. The angle was awkward, and stretching to reach him with her tongue pulled her away from his wonderful mouth, so she settled for stroking the throbbing organ and admiring it instead.

Hips gyrating over him, Nicole soared ever closer to a peak by the moment. Yet, at the same time she felt a growing ache deep inside her. She needed more than just his tongue, and she needed it now.

The words tumbled from her lips in a high-pitched plea. "I need you inside me."

He didn't relent in the slightest, and gave no indication at all that he'd heard her.

"Please. I need your cock inside me."

His grip on her relaxed, and she could feel his breath washing over her tingling sex when he said, "Ah yeah."

Nicole pulled her knees under her, and in two quick hops driven by need, she hovered over his cock. Not wasting a second, she reached down and stood the hard organ straight up. She loved the deep penetrative feeling of riding a man while facing away from him. A wiggle against her slippery nether lips positioned him at the entrance of her canal, and she sank down.

A warbling groan escaped her as his hard cock filled her full. He growled once fully enveloped in her hot, wet depths, and reached out to curl his fingers around her waist.

Her throat tight and voice low, she exclaimed, "God, your cock feels good."

"Oh, that pussy's tight." He bucked his hips, stirring the throbbing shaft inside her.

"So hard. So big. So good."

"Ride it. Fuck yeah."

Nicole gasped at those words and started rocking her hips. She tilted her head back, whimpering to the star-filled sky above from how well his cock filled her. Bathed in moonlight, amidst the lapping of the lake and the chirps of crickets, she surrendered fully to the fantasy, so long awaiting fulfillment.

One of her bells started jingling, but it went completely ignored.

Overwhelmed by the pure, naughty thrill of what she was doing, Nicole rode him like a woman possessed. She bounced, ground, and rocked on his stiff, throbbing organ, alternately rubbing and slapping her clit. Despite the night air, sweat soon beaded on her flushed skin. It dripped from the tip of her nose, and droplets flew this way and that from her bouncing breasts.

"Holy fuck," Jake growled, apparently surprised by her reckless abandon. His hands rested lightly on her hips, often sliding on her sweat dampened skin.

Unable to form a single, recognizable word, she let her pleasure spill out in whimpers and stifled yelps. Her ass smacked against him with loud claps as the chilly tingles behind her mound transformed into electric pulses shooting all through her sex. Her climax built until the pressure was almost painful, leaving her teetering on the cusp of oblivion and silently begging for release.

Then it crashed through her with the unstoppable power of a tidal wave.

The first shockwave stole her senses and closed her throat, holding back a scream of orgasmic bliss that surely would have awakened people far and wide. When the white-hot wave faded, she dimly realized she had fallen forward onto trembling arms before another explosion of beautiful agony claimed her.

In the midst of it, Jake's fingers gripped her hips tight, and he started thrusting up into her.

On and on it went, until her vision was going dark with dancing spots. She just kept coming, not sure if the relentless, unbelievable orgasm was ever going to let her go.

Gasping desperately for breath, she eventually drifted back to earth. Her forehead and arms both rested on the ground, her ass still high in the air above him. He'd slipped free from her at some point, and she could feel the wind kissing her dripping pussy while his hands caressed her ass.

"God damn," he muttered, and then quietly laughed. "Thought you were going to break it off, and then thought you were going to pinch it off. Fuck."

She heard him through the sound of her heartbeat pounding in her ears, but still couldn't do more than hyperventilate and squeak as aftershocks rippled through her, making her tremble and twitch.

"You okay?"

Lifting a weak hand, she pointed toward her bag. "Wat... Water."

He wiggled and scooted until he was out from under her, and she let her knees slide until she was lying prone in the grass. Finally catching her breath, she nearly lost it again when he turned back from digging in her bag and she saw that he was still hard. As much as she'd felt dripping, she assumed he'd come inside her. Apparently, she was just that wet.

He squatted down beside her, pussy-slick cock bouncing, and held out the water. Something between a whimper and a groan passed her lips, and she rolled over onto her back after one false start. Sitting up proved more difficult.

Jake braced a knee on the ground and held out a hand. "Here. Let me help."

When she took his hand, a bunching of his muscles easily pulled her up. She accepted the water and sipped slowly at first, only drinking as much as her parched throat was really demanding when she was sure it wasn't going to make her cough.

Sighing as she put the cap back on the bottle, she noticed that he was looking around. Worried, she asked, "Was I too loud?"

"Just a couple of yelps," he answered, smiling down at her. Looked like you wanted to scream, though."

"God, yes. At least, I think I did. All I can really remember is coming until I couldn't see straight."

"Fucking awesome. Wish I could have seen more than your ass and back — not that I'm complaining."

The bell that had started ringing as she rode his cock let out another jingle. Apparently, the fish was catching a second wind and trying to escape again. "Can you get that for me?"

"Yeah, I guess." He reached for his shorts.

"Leave them off," she purred.

"Oh man. Seriously?"

The sight of his strong young body and hard cock was starting to make her tingle again. "Mmm hmm. I'll make it worth your while."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah."

She giggled as he walked in a crouch over to her pole and started reeling, his eyes roaming the horizon for any sign of someone looking. He cranked quickly on the reel and then swung the rod around once the fish reached the bank. It didn't take him long to string the fish up and slip her catch back into the water.

"Just leave it there and come here," she said when he pointed at the pole.

He grinned and walked toward her as she pinched one nipple. "A little nervous, huh?" she said, seeing that his erection had drooped.

"Yeah. I keep expecting the cops to show up any second."

"It makes me so hot." She licked her lips and said, "Let me help you with that."

He was already rising when he stepped up in front of her, but she leaned in to tongue his balls anyway. Then she gave the hardening shaft a slow, broad-tongued lap all the way to the tip, and slurped it between her lips.

Jake groaned and twined his fingers in her hair as she sucked him. The tang of her juices on his cock made her moan around him. When she let his fully erect cock slip free of her lips, she said, "Mmm, my pussy tastes good, doesn't it?"

"Uh huh. So fucking hot when you talk dirty."

"Oh?" She pushed the naughty boundaries a little farther and asked, "Did you like licking my Milf pussy?"

"Loved it."

"Bet you want to spread my legs and shove that hard young cock inside me again, don't you?" she asked while lying back in the grass.

"You know it."

"Then do it."

He dropped to his knees between her parting legs, pushing on her knees until she was spread wide open for him, before grabbing his cock by the tip.

"Give it to me. Give me that cock," she encouraged him while parting her nether lips with the fingers of one hand.

His hardness rested against her folds for only a fraction of a second before sinking balls deep inside her.

"Oh, yes. Fuck me. Fuck my Milf pussy and make it come."

His muscles rippled as he grunted, pumping his cock into her needy depths. Nicole rubbed her clit in fast circles, pressing down so it slipped along his shaft pounding into her. Her breasts jiggled from the power of his fast-pumping cock, the claps of their colliding flesh echoing back from across the lake. He pushed her knees harder after a few strokes and let out an excited growl.

"That's it. Take me. Fuck me hard."

"God damn — yeah," he growled. "Yeah, that pussy's good."

"Mmm hmm. Squeezing that big cock."

"So tight."

"You want it to come all over you, don't you?"