The couple, Sally and Derek, had been friends for a few years. Finally, they had the long-awaited opportunity to escape their daily chores for a romantic adventure. They decided to spend the weekend on a small, tranquil island in a country lake. The island had a cabin nestled in the heart of nature. It provided the perfect hideaway from prying eyes, ensuring them total privacy.

As it turned out, luck was with them, and the weekend started with magnificent weather: clear sky and a mid-twenties Celsius temperature. With the canoe strapped tightly to the roof rack, they left just before sunrise on the two-hour trip to the lake.

As the sun rose above the treetops to their right, casting a warm glow over them, they felt excitement. The intermittent, mesmerising light of the sun shining through the trees was finally behind them. They looked at each other and smiled, their eyes sparkling in anticipation. As her hand stroked his thigh, a surge of desire flowed through him, causing a physical reaction to her touch that he couldn’t ignore.

Arriving at the lake, they stopped where it was easy to unload the canoe without carrying it too far. After loading their things into the canoe, he drove the car a few metres to park it safely on their friend’s property.

They donned safety gear, climbed in, and slowly rowed to the island, a leisurely five-to-ten-minute paddle. 

Once they beached the canoe, they kissed. When they set foot on the island, they hugged and kissed again, unpacked the canoe, and carried it up to the tree line. Arm-in-arm, they looked around to take in the breathtaking view. The island was a kaleidoscope of autumn colours; the serene lake mirrored the clear sky above, and the air was filled with the scent of nature. They took a deep breath, feeling a sense of tranquillity wash over them.

Collecting the gear from the water’s edge, they headed to the cabin. It was remarkably dust-free for a cabin that was not used that often. There were spider webs outside under the small veranda, but none inside. Sally thought Derek’s friends must have cleaned up the previous day.

“I’ll prepare a little snack,” Sally announced.

Derek chuckled, “Forget the snack. I intend to snack on you on the veranda.”

“You saucy thing,” she said as she approached the door.

They sat outside on the veranda's edge to relax, admired the tranquil surroundings, and kissed and hugged. One kiss led to the next, each more passionate than the previous one. Their pulses were rising. Sitting in part shade, the sun’s warmth fell on their laps as their temperature slowly rose.

The kisses became so intense that they were almost devouring each other. Hands couldn’t keep still. His hands wandered all over her back while he lowered her onto her back. He slowly moved off the veranda. Undoing her belt and unzipping her jeans, ASally lifted her hips so he could slide the jeans over her hips and off her legs, bringing her panties with them.

Kneeling on the ground, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and buried his head between her thighs. Long, slow, forceful licks started his snack. He was licking it like an ice cream. Sally sighed as she slid one leg off Derek’s shoulder to give him better access, and she sighed another long sigh that matched the length of his lick.

Enjoying her musky aroma and taste, his tongue worked its magic on her sensitive, swollen arousal. Her sighs got longer and louder as Derek inserted a finger between her delicious, lusty lips. Sally bucked her hips onto his hand.

“Yes, please firmer and a little faster,” Sally begged.

He continued as requested. Moans turned to growls of pleasure as her abdomen tightened, preparing for the imminent ecstasy. His fingers wriggled inside her, pushing her over the edge. Her loud orgasmic growl echoed around the valley.

Coming down from her intense climax with Derek’s soft kissing, she giggled, “Wow, that was something. I hope that echo didn’t disturb too much of the wildlife.”

“It sounded like the only wildlife is on this island,” he chuckled back.

“Ok, you’ve had your snack. Now let’s have lunch.” Sally smiled, “Your snacking made me hungry.”

With that, Sally headed inside to make two sandwiches. Derek picked up her discarded clothing, followed her, and placed it neatly on the chair at the foot of the bed.

He suggested, “It’s warm enough to go naked.” He chuckled, adding, “So I think we should do a little exploring wearing nothing but footwear.” He promptly shed his clothing.

“You are right,” Sally responded as she shed her top. Her breasts were small enough not to need a bra. “Here, fill your face with this,” she said as she passed him the finished sandwich and walked toward the door.

They stood at the edge of the veranda to finish the sandwich and sipped from the communal water bottle. Holding hands, they walked along the path towards the island's eastern end. The clean, light zephyr air felt refreshing on their bare skin. They remained behind the tree line so they could not be seen from the lake's edge.

They kissed and caressed each other in the dappled shade of the autumn trees. Out of view to anyone on the lake’s shore, they dropped to their knees onto the lush grass carpet without breaking the kiss. Still kissing, they rolled onto their sides, holding each other tightly. Time stopped for them with their rising inner heat.

Kissing, limbs entangled with increasing desire, they rocked and rolled that lusty dance, their bodies gyrating in horizontal tango. The desire to unite their bodies became irresistible. As Derek rolled onto his back, Sally untangled her legs and impaled herself on his eager lance. The electric sensation that flowed up her spine as he entered her elicited a sigh that was as long as it took to lower herself slowly onto him. When she settled, she paused as they both savoured that moment, he was in.

Kissing deeply, she rocked her hips slowly at first, then with abandon to climb to the height of another orgasm. They both needed the release quickly after a morning of teasing each other. With a deep guttural groan, she thrust down hard, broke the kiss and stopped her motion. Her sex gripped him tightly as they orgasmed together. Descended from that peak of ecstasy, they gently kissed and caressed each other. With Sally still impaled on Derek in the sun's warmth, they drifted off to sleep on the lush, soft green carpet.

Sally awakened, having rolled off Derek, leaving his thigh quite sticky. She observed for a short time before he also woke. They kissed and listened to each other’s breathing without saying a word. Nothing needed to be said as they enjoyed the closeness of their bodies in the warmth. Sally stood, signalled him to follow, and they walked to the island’s edge to rinse off a little. They allowed themselves to dry, holding hands as they strolled to the cabin.

As they reached the cabin, Sally said, “I need to go!”

“Well, see that little hut over there,” Derek replied, handing her the toilet roll.

She returned with a disgusted expression on her face. Derek chuckled, “Here is a basin of water, fresh from the lake, and soap for your hygiene.” In response, Sally slapped his naked butt.

Sally washed and took the towel, then took them both inside. Derek joined her to light the fire to warm their food later. Together, they prepared the sleeping bag for the night and returned outside to enjoy the last minutes of sun before the entire lake fell into shade. Sally sat on the lower step between Derek’s legs, leaning back against him. Kissing her on the back of the head as he gave her a short shoulder massage, followed by a gentle breast fondle.

The night was still a couple of hours away. Without power and only candlelight, all their preparations needed to be completed before dark.

“Excuse me, I’ll just check the fire and set the kettle on it,” Derek said as he stood up and headed inside.

He added a few pieces to the fire and unpacked the rest of the food. Sally had prepared food for dinner the previous day, so it only needed to be warmed over the fire that evening. She had also come in for the final preparations, while there was still enough light.

After warming the food, they sat on the veranda’s edge to eat in the quickly fading light. Still naked and feeling a little cold, they decided to head inside. One problem with that, however, was that it was difficult to see where they had left Derek’s jacket to find the flashlight.

Derek chuckled, “Only one way around this. We grope our way around, ”with that he gave Sally’s butt a little grope, “until we find the sleeping bag, crawl into it and let the shared body heat to keep us warm all night.”

Sally smacked his hand, “You cheeky little brat.”

They found the sleeping bag easily and cuddled up inside it. After cuddling, kissing, and fondling, and thinking about the day to come, they drifted off to sleep.

Derek woke as the first sun rays fell through the window and landed on his face. He wasn’t able to do his usual morning sex-stretch with the slight pelvic thrust, because Sally had her hand firmly wrapped around his morning wood and pulling them together closely.

“Good morning. How long have you been awake?” he asked as he slowly turned to face Sally.

“Not long. Just long enough to grab hold of this hard thing. Good morning!” She was shaking it as she said that. Suddenly, she released it and quickly climbed out of the sleeping bag. On her face was the smile of intent, he knew well.

Breakfast was simple because neither was in the mood to light the fire. They both had other things on their minds. Sally left the hut quickly, and Derek shouted after her with a giggle, “You forgot the roll of paper!” She did not respond to that.

When she had not returned after a short time, he thought that, paper or not, she should have been done by then. He put his head out the door, and there was no sign of her returning. There was something different, though. The canoe had been turned, pointing towards where they had made love the previous afternoon.

Derek stepped outside and felt the warm sun on his naked skin. The thought of that afternoon had revived his manhood with a sudden rush of blood as he stood there and stretched with his typical sex-stretch. His ears felt like they had moved when he heard her stifled giggle and began to walk toward the sound.

He followed the path to where he thought she was, but she was not there. Another giggle a little further away. “How did she move that fast without a sound or being seen?” He thought.

“Come and get me,” he heard her call with a muffled voice. After all, she was only inviting him. A slight change in direction, he turned toward the left. He was getting closer, but was not able to see her.

“Damn! Your morning wood is gone from what it was when you stretched outside the hut. What happened?”

“I lost it somewhere on the way here,” he said, listening intently to determine where she was hiding. She was silent. The zephyr breeze was rustling the autumn leaves, so there was no point in listening for her breathing, had he been close enough. He heard a twig break just to the right, but he felt it was above ground for some reason. He looked up and, a few paces ahead at eye level, could see her beautiful backside hanging over a branch.

He kissed her cheek, “I can’t join up there because that branch would not hold both of us. So, you’ll have to come down if you want a kiss.”

“Come help me down. If I slide off the branch in my state of undress, I might damage something important,” she giggled.

As he approached her, his erection was starting to return. He stood before her between her knees, “Ok, put your knees on my shoulders and ease yourself down slowly.”

Derek stood there and helped her knees onto his shoulders. Then she slowly slid down his body into a long, passionate embrace, with his erection captured to tease her bud. Their lips met for a light touch and grazed past each other, her tongue emerging to lick his upper lip, as they almost passed each other.

He carried her for a few steps to a shaded grassed area and, lips locked, lowered her onto the lush green grass mat. The kiss was long and drawn out while their legs entwined, and the snakish movement of their bodies increased their arousal with the slightest movement. At one instant, he was on top of her; at the next, they rolled over to put her on top, and back again.

Both their hips were gyrating gently against each other. Sally was having difficulty manoeuvring her sex away from Derek. She wanted to tease him, so he was at bursting point before she finally allowed him in. Derek was fighting the strengthening desire to lance her, but the kissing and writhing against each other’s nakedness was equally desirable.

To distract himself from his urge to enter her, he moved to one side. Then, much to Sally’s surprise, he slid his hand down to her sex, located her swollen bud and teased with a finger and thumb. An involuntary moan left her throat, followed by a long sigh of delight. She likes being touched like that, especially by his magic fingers. Every time he touched her. It sent electric pulses up her spine. The desire to feel his manhood inside was increasing rapidly. She had planned to drive him to the point of urgency for the union, but he had turned the tables on her, which disappointed her only slightly. Just as that thought went through her mind, her body, under Derek’s ministrations, took control of her. She bucked her pelvis up beside him a few times as demanded by the ecstatic pulsation coursing through her and the gushes of her nectar that were oozing from her.

Derek’s hand was soaked, but he would not let up. He allowed her to take a few deep breaths before he resumed the assault on her swollen bud and labia. Only this time he added his mouth to her breast and sucked her nipple hard and teased its tip with his tongue. The instant his tongue touched the nipple, she let out a grunt, bucked her hips and oozed some more. Derek was inwardly smiling. He has always enjoyed getting Sally to that state of loss of control. Changing to the other breast elicited more grunts and nectar. At one point, he had intended to count the number of times she came, but was enjoying what he was doing so much that he forgot about the counting.

Sally signalled him to stop and breathlessly grunted, “Fuck me! You rat! I need you cock in there. Not your fingers.”

Her urgent desire for his cock overwhelmed her, so she forced him onto his back. Then cock in hand impaled herself on it with a huge exhale. As she rose off him, she took a deep breath and moaned with pleasure as she lowered herself again. Her desire to orgasm on his manhood was rising to a crescendo. Then it hit on the most forceful downward stroke Derek had felt from her. The tightening of her tunnel as she dropped pushed him over the edge. Like torpedos, he exploded into her. Her orgasm pulsed through her while she just sat on him with an occasional twitch of her shoulders and sex muscles. Derek was massaging her breasts as she descended from her peak.

Slowly catching her breath, she leaned forward to stretch her legs and lay beside him. Kissing through the afterglow, gently, slowly and deliberately, they caught their breath. They lay in the dappled shade of the trees, thinking about what had happened. Nothing was verbalised. They lay there kissing and caressing, which said everything about their relationship. They talked about the bird they watched as it flitted between a few trees.

Both having drifted off for a short while, Derek was awakened by a cool gust of air. Sally was lying half on him with a leg across his. His arm on that side was under her so he decided to slowly turn it so his finger could reach her pussy. He smiled to himself when he achieved it and teased the bud gently.

Sally was still asleep, so there was no apparent reaction until he sensed a slight increase in moisture. He smiled, knowing what was about to happen. She stirred and instinctively pressed down on his hand. Her hand moved over to take hold of his swelling cock. With a throaty sigh of appreciation, she moved up a little to link lips. Raising her body to give him better access, she kissed him firmly as she hummed and slowly stroked his length.

Sally broke off the kiss and raised her head to look into his eyes. Their eyes locked in a loving gaze; she smiled at him as she moved up to remount him. As she lowered herself, still looking into his eyes, “You are turning me into a horny vixen, with your magic fingers.”

“And loving it,” he responded.

Smiling at each other, their bodies moved in a synchronous dance of pleasure.  The rhythm changed from slow to quick. Regardless of who made the change, their eyes remained locked. When she felt he was about to come, she slowed to edge him. She wasn’t ready yet, but wanted to savour the feeling of being filled again. Sally was grinding slowly to make the most of it, when that urge or wanting the orgasm tingled through her. She was heading for the finish line, bouncing faster. Slamming her body down him and feel his cock flick against her cervix.

She moaned in ecstasy as the orgasm flushed through her. Derek responded with a few thrusts, and his orgasm followed. He held her close to him and pushed up firmly as he delivered his seed. They remained coupled and kissed until his erection began to abate.

Sally slowly pushed away, “Let’s go for a dip, and after that, we'd better get packing.”

They quickly dipped in the lake and splashed each other a little. Derek, being the type he is, could not resist the temptation for some more kissing. He moved close to her while being splashed, took hold of her around her waist, and kissed her passionately.

Sally tried pushing him away a little with her usual teasing look. Their lips met again as she returned his passion. Before she knew it his magic fingers were at work again while he sucked on a nipple. She could never resist a nipple suck, so she melted into his arms once more. She orgasmed again, twice, in quick succession, after which Derek had to support her for her wobbly knees.

After that, they slowly strolled back to the cabin, holding hands, stopping a few times for some kissing. They sat on the veranda for a drink and some sustenance before doing the packing. The canoe was packed; they launched it into the water. “Let’s circumnavigate this tiny island on our way back,” Derek announced, slowly paddling anticlockwise around the island.

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