Lakeside Love

"Umm fuck," I moaned billowing a exhaled cloud of smoke. "Adam, just go down on me." Even though I was used to showing myself off online didn't mean I knew exactly how to get this going between us. All I could think of was to be direct with him and it seemed to work well. Adam quickly moved on the couch so he could get between my legs, leaning down as he used his fingers to hold my lips and folds out of the way as his mouth came down right on my clit. The feeling of his tongue flicking the nub around had me arching my back. Placing the cigarette back between my lips, I took in a deep hit from it, slowly letting the smoke out as I sighed from the feeling of his lips pressing around my clit as he sucked gently. With the filter between my lips, I moaned at how good it was, my hands coming to the back of his head, fingers threading through his hair. It was the first time since lunch that neither of us were thinking about the smoke. I was having a hard time keeping up with it as he began using his tongue more, flicking and circling my clit nicely.

As I laid back against the soft cushions, I could not help but moan as I took in just how good he was making me feel, so much so I again ignored my dangled cigarette, just pulling smoke deeply into my lung with every breath. I involuntarily gently coughed, it's no surprise, it regularly happens to me if I am heavily smoking and the ash fell and scattered onto my bare chest as it got too long to hold up on the end. I'm used to it. Living with a dangling cigarette almost permanently between your lips. Ash accidentally falling on me is nothing new. Tutting, I casually brushed away what I could, before Adam' tongue delved deeper making me moan again. I took the cigarette from my lips as I exhaled another cloud of smoke and held the filter between my fingers for a moment. As he probed I actually needed a little time with fresh air and oxygen in my lungs and as I gasped yet again, this seemed to be the perfect time to breathe in such needed air with Adam's face and importantly his tongue and nose, delightfully wedged between my legs.

I was again at the moment, my cigarette was just about finished and Adam sliding his hands delightfully gliding all over my butt and inner thighs I felt like it was time to take things inside. I sadly knew, it meant no more smoking, but maybe I had done enough of that today, at least for the moment. Hungrilly finishing off that last smoke, I stubbed it out into the ashtray and pushed on Adam's forehead. "Just take me to bed." I stated, making it sound more like a demand. At first he seemed confused, then he processed the information as his hand wiped his chin. He then seemed excited to pull away and get up from the couch, taking my hand and leading me back inside, leaving behind my cigarettes, dress, and panties on the deck.

Chapter Four

Oh that first cigarette in the morning was bliss.

Sitting outside, wrapped up in the bright white duvet from the bed, I must have looked like I was wearing a wedding dress. I repetitively pulled and inhaled the warm harsh smoke into my lungs. It was early, the sun had not yet started to rise, somewhere around five thirty in the morning, but I didn't care. I couldn't wait any longer. The cool breeze outside was delightful as I snuggled into the blanket and enjoyed my smoke.

It wasn't long before I was on my second cigarette and smiled as I saw Adam coming out of the house, I couldn't help but grin happily. He was still as nude as he was when I jumped out of bed. His large flaccid cock bounced between his thighs as he came out from the sliding glass door. "You're up early, I guessed you would be here." He commented, coming over and sliding his hand over the back of my neck, I shivered as the cool air flowed in through the duvet as he began rubbing the sensitive skin gently. His hand paused as he watched my cheeks collapse as I pulled on my cigarette, his cock twitching to life from the view.

Adam barely gave me time to finish my cigarette before he was pulling me back inside for morning sex on the couch. It was heavenly to be with him in me again, but what was even better was us both walking back outside and for me to be standing next to him completely naked as to light up the all important after sex smoke. It was lovely to sit down and have him snuggled up by my side out on the deck again. Turning to him, I repetitively blew the smoke right into his face, letting him get a good smell of it as he leaned in. I couldn't help but notice that he was no longer coughing or spluttering, he was seriously enjoying breathing in my exhaled smoke.

"Hungry? I could make us some breakfast." Adam offered after a few minutes as he leaned into me and pressed a light kiss to my smoky lips as the cigarette was still in my hand. I smiled against his lips, reaching down between us and grabbing the side of his ass lightly.

"Yes, please. That would be nice." I answered, pulling back from him for a moment just so I could get my fingers to my lips for yet another deep inhale from my cigarette. I held the smoke for a second, feeling it working its magic, then turned my head to look straight at his beautiful eyes and made sure to give another lungful of smoke straight at his face before he could get up to go back inside.

Breakfast was lovely and after finishing I made my way right back outside onto the deck to have another nude smoke while Adam was getting ready for the day. I felt like I had done more and enough that day seeing as I was awake ridiculously early and now it was time to chill, so I went to the nice soft outdoor couch and sat back into the cushions with my phone in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I was nice and full along with fucked out already. I planned on relaxing there with my cigarettes until it was time to go for another round of sex.

Those plans went to shit quite quickly when Adam practically bounced as he came outside all freshly showered and started rushing me to get dressed as well. He wanted to go out and explore the land around the lake house rather than letting me sit and stay naked with my cigarettes all day. Plus it was a beautiful backdrop to maybe get online and do some paying work. He was determined to have me come as well. As he suggested it would be a great place to watch me smoke. I did not want to hike around for obvious reasons. I was enjoying sitting here with a cigarette, whilst very naked and trying to look sexy while he watched on. A big unfit girl like me would run out of steam quickly. Hell, maybe even before we started. I just knew I would look a mess. There would be nothing sexy about it.

Still, with a resigned sigh, I stubbed out my cigarette and headed to the bathroom and then bedroom. Whilst he was busy happily singing out of tune in the kitchen making us a picnic, I got myself dressed in some clean underwear as well as tight shorts and a tank top that showed off my cleavage nicely. Coming out to the kitchen, I was still tying my hair up in a messy bun to keep it out of my face and off my neck. It might not have been the best outfit for hiking, my thighs were going to brush together the whole time, but seeing as I thought I might be sitting by the lake all day, it was the closest thing I had. This was supposed to be like a mini vacation! I couldn't think of anything worse than poking around in the woods when it came to relaxation. It seemed Adam and I did not see it the same way though.

By the time we were both ready, the sun was up high in the sky and there was a light breeze still lingering around. "There's a canoe on the other side of the lake I wanna find and take out. Think you can help paddle?" He announced as we set off on the walking trail that brought us into the woods.

I arched my brow at him, sweat was already trickling down my back. I wondered if he knew who he was talking to. Walking and rowing? I was going to be a mess and sore all over the next day from all this activity! "I will do my best, but I cannot promise to be that much of a help." I answered truthfully, already worried about how my muscles would throb from everything he wanted to do. I thought we were at the lake house so that I could smoke, as sexily as I could, far too many cigarettes, and then have lots of sex afterwards. All topped off with a couple more cigarettes after that. Though, I should have guessed knowing Adam and the way he liked to get out and do things, he had kept telling me over the weeks that he was always going here, there, and everywhere. I should have been prepared for all this. The walk from the restaurant to the park the day before had just been a taste of his overly active lifestyle.

We were not that far into the trek before I was already tired. I could excuse that by having sex for most of the night and then not really sleeping, just lying there enjoying his strong warm hold of a hug, listening to his gentle snoring whilst contemplating how much longer I should wait until I could get outside for my cigarette. But my breathing was definitely getting a bit harder and I was even beginning to sweat. I really wanted to take a break, I needed to stop for a cigarette, but Adam encouraged me to keep moving forward a little longer. Finally, up ahead there was a big log that was perfect for me to sit on, rest my legs and have a smoke. I was relieved that I was able to talk him into stopping there. Once I sat, I felt like getting back up was going to be hell. My leg muscles were tired and my fat thighs had been rubbing one another too much already. I let out a sigh before putting a cigarette between my lips and lighting it up, taking in a much needed deep inhale. "How much longer do we need to go?" I asked pitifully, turning my gaze over to Adam who stood in front of me looking all manly with his hands on his hips.

He chuckled and shook his head, getting his phone out and checking the little map of the land he had. "Not too sure. I don't think we are even halfway there yet." Adam answered, my heart sunk as he was busy flipping his phone around and zooming in on the screen before showing me where the canoe was meant to be found on the opposite side of the lake from where the house sat. I squinted at the screen, then groaned and rolled my eyes, taking in another deep long hit off my cigarette as I leaned back a bit on my hand as I exhaled.

"I'll never make it." I complained, earning another laugh from the man. He shook his head and slipped his phone back in his pocket, leaning forward and pressing a light kiss to my smoke covered lips. I would have easily stripped off and stayed on the log smoking and kissing him.

"You'll be just fine. If you can swim, I'll drop you off at the dock behind the house so you don't have to walk back with me." At least I had that. I was a good enough swimmer to make it to the dock so I would be taking him up on that for sure.

Hurriedly finishing off my cigarette, I held my hand out and made Adam help me up off the log. He made that over exaggerated grunt as he pulled. I felt like saying, thanks, I know I am heavy, but bit my tongue. My leg muscles moaned at me as I got back up to my feet. They screamed as we started walking. Everything in my body just wanted to sit, but no, with a deep confident breath I soon followed his long strides at his side. This time, Adam was not giving in to me when ten minutes later I wanted to stop just for another quick cigarette. More often than not, one is never enough. Especially with my heart thumping so rapidly. I know I huffed at him, as he wanted to keep going until we could at least see where we were headed. I know this weekend was meant to be fun and romantic. But with every step I hated everything as I dragged my fat sweating ass down the walking trail, I was unable to take in how nice the view was from the sweat dripping from my eyebrows and from my lungs working far too hard, panting and wheezing. I just wanted to sit down and have a cigarette, that's what I do. I'm a simple girl at heart. I was frustrated with him and myself. This was definitely not the activity for me. I was more of a sit down inside and smoke sort of girl than this, but it seemed Adam was happy to drag me along. It felt like hours by the time we could see the canoe that was pulled up on the small beach right beside the water with the ores sitting inside, I was soaked in my own sweat. It had my tank top uncomfortably sticking to my skin showing off my large tits, I just wanted to take it off. It was like I had run a marathon. I had to bend over and put my hands on my knees to breathe. It took awhile before I could stand up and smile sweetly at him.

I had my pack and lighter in my hand all ready to light up, I just couldn't go any longer. However much he protested that it was just two minutes until we could get on the water and I could easily have my next cigarette. I would have another one then too, of course I would. He was just being too eager to get on the water. He was the one who was meant to be in love with my smoking. I liked smoking. It should have been an easy decision for him. I had no further will power. I couldn't wait any longer. I lit up. The smoke felt delightful. My heart was working so hard as the nicotine hit I felt euphoric. Drag after drag. He was now the one huffing. I just stood to the side, smoking, watching as he hopped around and took his shoes and socks off. I was still trying to sort my needs out, as Adam waded into the water and pushed the canoe a little into the water leaving the pointy end still on the beach. By the time he was ready I had finished my cigarette. He stood there and waved at me to come aboard. He smiled happily as he kindly held onto it and took my hand as I clumsily climbed into the far too narrow and unstable vessel, feeling that I was going to be getting even more wet along the way.

I gave a good effort at first, helping him to paddle through the water and attempting to keep up with his pace. This was not how I saw my day going though and it wasn't long before my soft arms were growing tired. I couldn't remember the last time I did a workout like this. If ever. I didn't even know I had muscles to work out like this in my arms. I was jealous of how Adam had the paddle gliding in the water. Once I felt I had done enough, seeing how far we still had from the island, I stopped and effectively downed tools focusing instead on digging my cigarettes out. Lighting one up I dragged hard as I looked around and just appreciated the beauty of location. I couldn't help but think of what a good picture I could get of myself in a place like this. The lake was stunning with water shimmering under the sunlight. I had to chuckle as Adam stopped paddling too. We kept gliding forwards for a bit.

"Go on and take your top off." My gaze shot over to Adam, who was now grinning looking back at me. He then carefully moved spinning on the bench so that he was now sitting facing me, our bare knees practically touching so he was now rowing backwards. I blushed a little but tried to look bashful as I handed my burning cigarette to the man right away. It felt amazing to get that uncomfortable sweat soaked crop top off, laying it down on the seat beside me. The sun felt nice and warm against my large tits as I took my cigarette back, placing it between my lips, the smoke felt even better in my lungs as Adam's fingers worked up my inner thighs. I giggled as the boat came to a slow halt in the middle of the lake.

"Want to get some shots of me?" I asked, adjusting the cigarette in my mouth to the side, swirling the smoke between us, giving him a cute dangling pose to work with. I leaned back, breathing a little trying to suck my tummy in slightly as he got his phone out and began to take some pictures. Well, after giving a playful huff over it. He did a good job of getting the pictures though, it became more comfortable after a few moments. I even asked him to stand up and get a good shot from above. Looking down at me and my naked breasts with a dangled cigarette. He was more than happy doing it, but only able to keep his balance for a few seconds as the boat rocked wildly. I squealed as I gripped onto the sides, holding my cigarette between my teeth to keep it safe.

Adam sat back down and the boat came back to stable level, we were both giggling and laughing at how close it had been to tipping right over. Adam took a couple more shots of me before he slipped his phone back into pocket and leaned in a little, catching my lips in a kiss. I wasn't sure if he realized or not, but he had kissed me with lungs full of smoke. Smoke that I pushed out right into his mouth.

He pulled back and coughed out the smoke right away, eyes closed tightly as he sputtered from accidentally inhaling a bit of it. I couldn't help but giggle at him, "Sorry. I couldn't help it." I said between laughs as I leaned back, taking another long inhale from my cigarette between my fingers. Still coughing, Adam reached out and skilfully undid the button on my shorts, letting my chubby tummy flop forward a bit. "Hey!"

I could already tell what he was thinking as he slipped his fingers between the fabric and my skin, tugging at it slightly. "Shall I get us to shore as quickly as possible?" He asked, his fingertips brushing the waistband of my panties before flicking at the pink bow in the middle.

"Sure, but I want my romantic picnic before you get in my pants." I answered playfully, watching as his eyes rolled while he smiled over to me.

"Only if you keep your top off and smoke for me." He retorted.

"Of course!" I replied, as I lit another cigarette as he spun around, grabbed the paddles to begin rowing us out to the little island that would fit our picnic blanket and not much else. It did not take long, I had only just finished my cigarette. On getting to the little beach, Adam jumped out of the boat holding it to keep it steady for me to climb out with less than graceful style, almost falling face first right into the water.

Adam chuckled, reaching out and taking my hand to help stabilize me as I got my footing in the wet sand. Once I was steady, he let go to get out the blanket, passing the picnic basket over to me to hold onto as he put the cover down on the dry middle. It felt a bit weird sitting down with my tits out. No matter how used to being topless I was in my own home, it did not translate to outdoors in the open air. I felt exposed, but it was nice knowing that the only person that would be seeing me was Adam and whoever viewed the content we were making. After getting the canoe settled up on the edge of the beach, he came over and got his phone out, taking a photo of me without a cigarette shockingly. I looked up at him with confusion, earning a smile and shrug from the man above. "You look pretty like this. Thought it would make for a good photo." He explained as he came to sit down beside me, reaching over and opening up the basket.

He had packed a couple sandwiches along with some slices of cake and a bottle of rose wine. No glasses, so we shared the bottle, taking turns drinking from it and passing it between one another. "Sorry, I guess getting glasses slipped my mind." Adam had said guiltily after opening the wine for us. I could have easily forgotten I was topless had Adam not been there, his eyes repetitively drawn down to my tits at almost every opportunity. I had to get used to it, enjoying my lunch, and even more so my dessert, as his eyes lingered on me. At times I noticed them drifting even further down to where my panties were showing from him unbuttoning my pants earlier. He had a hungry look in his eyes as he munched on his own sandwich and stared at me.

After finishing up I licked my lips clean and took another long swig from the wine bottle before giving it back to Adam and pushing myself up to my feet. For a moment I looked out at the water around us, kicking my shoes off and going out to the edge of the island, letting the sand go between my toes. With my pants already unbuttoned I pulled the zipper down and pushed them down along with my pink panties, stepping out and tossing the garments back over to the picnic blanket. Now I was really exposed. I stretched, getting more comfortable with it as the seconds slipped by, feeling Adam's gaze on me as he nursed the wine bottle in his hands.