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June 2014

.As a Missouri outdoorsman, Nancy and I stay very involved

in our community.

Linda and my Nancy had been best friends since out kids were

born over twenty years ago. She was still a very good looking woman, but I
never saw much of it because she wore fairly conservative clothing and such.
Now that her daughter was living in the house with the new grandbaby, she
didn't get much privacy.

Since her husband was a deadbeat and not around much, I

suspected that the only sex she ever got was at her own hand. We never talked
about it of course, but I often wondered what she thought of me. I liked to
think that some of the subtle things she did over the years indicated she was
attracted to me.

Now she lives out in the sticks on a small lake, well away

from any neighbors. On one occasion I was headed out to fish on the lake,
having a standing invitation, and a day off. She was mowing the lawn when I
drove up, wearing a one piece swim suit because it was so hot out. She didn't
need to be concerned about passersby or anything since their driveway was
easily a quarter of a mile long through thick woods, making their house and
yard well hidden from the main road.

As I drove up it was clear that the strapless top of her

suit had ridden down considerably from the bouncing of her c cup breasts,
exposing the entire top of her breasts, just barely hanging on by her nipples.
It looked like one more bounce and they would both be on full display. She
looked as shocked to see me drive up as I was to see her home mowing the lawn.

I drove by her on the driveway as she mowed along it, her

eyes looking at mine and my eyes looking at all the skin on display. I
continued down the drive and parked by the lake to put my little boat in. She
came down to see me only after she had gone in the house for several minutes,
returning with a button down shirt pulled on over her suit and her faced
flushed.

We chatted amiably while I got the boat ready and then she

returned to her mowing while I went out fishing. I couldn't help but watch her
mow as I worked along the shoreline. I noticed her look at me several times
when she didn't think I was watching.

A few months later I was back out again, having changed

where I put the boat into the water, now putting it in down by the dam, partly
so I didn't disturb her again like I had. It was a hot Saturday, but as evening
approached it was starting to cool down into the low eighties. The sun was just
touching the tops of the trees as I slowly and silently worked along the weed
bank on the west side of the lake where the shadows had started growing first.

The woods started right at the shoreline and marched

unbroken away from the shore for hundreds of yards. The cat tails had a good
year, and were easily seven feet tall. I eased my plastic boat silently as I
could along the weeds, a few feet at a time, flipping a floating rubber worm
into the tiny gaps in the weeds. There was a cut in the shoreline that I moved
into. I tossed my worm into a gap and got hung.

It happens, but it's frustrating. It generally ruins the

spot for more fishing, but I move silently in anyway. I was right into the edge
of the weeds when I first heard it, a gentle moan. I pulled the boat in tighter
and looked through the weeds. What I saw was startling.

Lying on a folding lounge chair in a small clearing of the

brush and weeds was Linda. She was completely naked, her swimsuit laying on the
end of the lounge, one of her hands busy squeezing her breasts and nipples and
the other franticly rubbing her pussy in circles. It was the second time I had
seen her naked, but this time I was getting a much longer look.

I couldn't tear my eyes from her, my dick getting harder by

the second. She was oblivious to the fact that I was there, and I didn't want
to spoil things between us, so I stayed were I was, not able to move away and
not wanting to get closer. I was so close to her that I could smell her aroma,
my dick responding inside my shorts.

I quietly used one hand to undo my shorts and pulled them

apart, freeing my dick and silently glad I didn't wear underwear because of the
heat. I slowly stroked my rock hard while watching Linda work on her pussy, her
flowery lips wet with her moisture and spread wide so I could easily see the
entrance to her velvety tunnel. I was tremendously turned on at this point,
stroking my dick faster as her moans became more animated.

At this point I should have backed off and respected her

privacy. If I had been thinking with my brain instead of my dick, that's what I
would have done, instead I leaned forward to get a better look.

In my mind's eye I watched myself lose balance and start

falling forward. The next thing I remember is standing up in thigh deep water,
my shorts floating around my legs, leaving me naked from the thighs up.

Linda also saw me at this point, one hand going across her

breasts and the other covering her pussy. My boat was floating away, leaving me
little choice but wade out of the water to the shore so I could gather myself
together. I stepped through the tall weeds to the shore, water streaming from
my body and wet clothes while Linda tried to cover herself by spreading her
swimsuit across her body.

She froze in mid motion, partly recognizing who was standing

there watching her, and also processing the fact that my soaked shorts were now
around my ankles and my hard dick was sticking out like a flagpole, pointing at
her. We stood there watching each other for what seemed like hours, but I am
sure was only a few seconds. Slowly she allowed her hands to drop from covering
her body and pull the material of her swimsuit off to the side. She was sitting
on the chair, completely naked, and intentionally exposing herself to me.

I pulled my wet shirt off and tossed it aside, allowing her

to see as much of my body as she was allowing me to see of hers. I wrapped my
hand around my dick and stroked it slowly, aiming it at her while she spread her
legs and moved a hand back to her clit, starting to gently stroke it again. I
stepped out of my wet shorts and moved slowly to the chair she was sitting on.
She lay back down on the chair, putting her feet on the seat and spreading her
knees as wide as she could.

I watched her fingers disappear in and out of her pussy,

moisture glistening on them as they made gently squishing noises. We hadn't
said a word to each other yet, and I was afraid to. I moved until I was
standing over the end of the chair, my hand still sliding slowly on my dick.

I'm not sure either of us really thought about what was

happening, it was strictly lust. She lifted her legs from the chair and spread
them wide, hooking her heels around my ass and pulling me down toward her. When
I was within her reach she put her hand around mine and slowly guided me lower,
aiming my dick at her pussy. It was almost electric when the head of my dick
touched the moist lips of her pussy. She pulled until I was sitting on the
chair, my dick slowly sinking into her.

I groaned quietly as her velvety softness enveloped me,

pulling herself down my dick by drawing her body closer to mine with her legs.

"Yes!" she hissed quietly as her pubic hair mixed

with mine. I moved one hand to her right tit and my other to her pussy, were I
pressed her exposed clit with my thumb. "UH" she grunted quietly as
she began to undulate her hips, working herself up and down my dick a few
inches. "Oh god" she breathed as her actions increased in pace.

For my own part I couldn't just sit there. I had dreamt of

screwing her for years, and now I had my dick buried inside her pussy. That
combined with the exquisite sensations encouraged me to move in time with her,
helping pump my dick in and out of her tight sweet pussy.

Between us we were stroking ourselves to the point where my

dick was almost sliding out of her pussy before we started pressing back
together again. I felt her pussy contract and squeeze my dick as she arched her
back, throwing her head back and groaning.

She let go of my ass and spread her legs in a wide V to give

me more access to her pussy. I moved my hands from her breast and pussy and
used them on the chair to lift myself off the chair slightly, and then started
stroking in and out of her with more energy.

She moaned and began squeezing her tits as I pounded into

her, our bodies slapping together quietly. I was getting very close, and I
didn't know if she was on the pill anymore or not.

When I felt like was about to blow, I pulled from her wet pussy

and pressed the bottom of my dick against her pussy lips and continued to
stroke using the tunnel made by my hand on top and her pussy on the bottom. She
moved one hand to mine and replaced it with hers. My dick now was stroking in
and out of the tunnel created by her pussy lips and her hand, my head poking
out at the end of each stroke. The change in sensation slowed my climax a
little, but looking at her tits wiggling around with each stroke was enough to
push me over the top.

I pressed my balls tight to her pussy and began spewing a

huge load of cum all over her body, shot after shot spraying across her tits
and stomach. She wrapped her hand around my dick and stroked the final shots of
cum from me, using her other hand to begin rubbing the juice into her body.

It took several minutes to get my breath back, both of us

sitting and looking at each other, the lust of the moment changing to
recognition of what had occurred. She lifted herself up using the arms of the
chair and pulled the back up so she was sitting reclined instead of lying.

"Linda..." I started. But she reached out and put

a finger over my lips and shook her head. She wasn't frowning, but she wasn't
smiling either. We sat there until my dick had softened to its normal size, her
legs once again wrapped around me. I moved to get up, but she tightened her
grip, encouraging me to stay where I was.

We sat and looked at each other, taking in all the details

of each other's bodies as the darkness fell leaving only the light of the moon
illuminating the lake ,woods and us.

Linda finally unwraped her legs and sat up, pulling me close

to her, pressing her tits to my chest as she brought her lips to mine. She
kissed me seductively, her tongue invading my mouth as she pulled my face
toward hers. We kissed that way for several minutes before she slowly broke the
kiss and moved to stand up. She allowed me to kiss her breasts, which were at
my face level because she was short, only being five foot three, before
stepping over the chair and away from me.

She bent over and picked up her swimsuit, and then turned

away from me and bent over again, slowly pulling the suit up her legs while
giving me as much of a view of her exposed pussy as she could in the dim light.

Once she had her suit covering her butt, she turned to face

me and pulled it up over her tits. She stepped into a pair of flip-flops, blew
me a kiss and then walked off into the dark.

I collected my thoughts and then found my shorts and shirt

and pulled them on. I saw my boat floating half way across the lake and waded
in, swimming out to it. Getting in was tough, but I managed by climbing up and
over the outboard on the back. I had to explain to my wife why I was wet, and
just told her I slipped in the water loading the boat on the trailer.

Since that time Linda and I have never spoken of it. I'm

sure she thinks of it on occasion, based on the brief flashes of tit or pussy
that I occasionally get from her when she is sure I am the only one that can
see. But it has never been spoken of, and probably never will. In the last two
years I had hoped for a replay, but that appeared to be out of the question,
until last week, but that is another story.

Emily’s Dairy

Emily’s milk factory has surplus issues.

I had known Emily since she was a baby. I watched her grow

from a young child to an exuberant teen and finally to a very sexy young adult.
Yes she was half my age, and to be honest, when she was an 18-year-old gymnast,
there were times that I had less than wholesome thoughts about her, but as
every father thinking things like that about their kid's friends, I kept them
well to myself. I suspect that as she grew into her early twenties, those full
body hugs she gave me, the ones where she couldn't seem help but press her hips
tight to mine, were an indication that she had picked up on those hidden
desires.

Over the years I watched her grow, and yes, fill out, till

she was quite a sexy looking young woman. At only five thee, and barely over a
hundred pounds, she was extremely petite, but her chest had filled out into
full C cup. A fact which I was frequently reminded of as she continued to give
me full body hugs every time we met. If that meeting was alone, those hugs
seemed to last much longer and I often wondered if it was my imagination that
she hugged tighter or that she ground her hips into my quickly growing hardon.

One thing I was sure of, was that those alone hugs were more

than long enough for her to feel that hardon pressing against her body. The
hardon caused by the tingles sent through my body by her obviously hard
nipples. I pulled her as tight to me as she did, not wanting to miss a moment,
and at the same time, not wanting her to realize just how much desire there was
to undress her and explore her petite body with my lips. Another thing that I
was never quite sure of, was how many of the couple dozen "flashes"
that I received in the last few years were accidental. There were times that I
swore they had to be intentional. Coming out after a shower without a towel
while I was working on something to help her mom, or a bikini top
"slipping" out of place. I got more flashes of her body than I could
actually chalk up to accidental events.

Now that she is married and starting her family, those hugs

are a thing of the past. I still got hugs, but now those hugs were from the
side, pressing her substantially larger milk filled tits into my side instead
of into my chest. Not that it made my dick any less hard, I mean I kind of have
a thing for sexy milk filled tits, and hers definitely fell in that category.
But Em was my wife's best friend's daughter, my daughter's good friend, and my
son's best friend's sister. With all that in the way there was no way I was
going to even hint at what was in my mind, not to mention the significant age
difference.

So over the years I let the desire stay hidden away, but

still always there. This day though, those desires bubbled toward the surface
as both she and I attended a float trip including all of our direct and
extended families.

Em showed up in a very skimpy black string bikini, her body

looking incredible considering that it had been less than a year since she had
given birth. I presumed that the bikini was to show off just how well toned and
shaped she had gotten her body back into. I know that I certainly appreciated
her showing off all her curves, including her breasts which wiggled so
enticingly in the barely adequate black top. Throughout the day I did my best
to keep my cock down while also trying to peak at what she was showing.

I assumed it was my imagination, but it seemed to me that

her breasts were actually growing as the day progressed. Either that or the
black triangles of material covering part of them and attempting to hold them
in place were shrinking. By the time we got off the river for the day and the
tents set up there was no doubt what was going on. I felt almost stupid at not
having thought about it before. She hadn't brought her daughter, leaving her
with grandma, who didn't want to come canoeing, and her breasts were quite
literally brimming with milk. The wet spots on the front of the triangles of
cloth were the clear indication that finally brought it to mind. I watched her
walk off toward the bathrooms wearing her tiny black top and a pair of satin
looking workout shorts as I headed to where the cook grills were being lit.

After hanging around the grills for a while, I headed to the

bathrooms to take care of my own relief, wondering if it was going to be
private enough to get the other kind of relief I needed or if I was going to
have to slip off into the woods that were just behind the bathrooms.

As it turned out, they were not at all private enough for

what I needed to take care of, and was exiting the bathrooms to duck into the
tree line for a few moments to relieve the load that had been building all day.
With my mind already intent on that action, I guess I wasn't paying attention
and nearly walked into Em as she came out of the ladies side.

"Oh shit. Sorry Em!" I muttered, stopping just

short of bumping into her.

"Not a problem Mister C." She replied with a smile

on her face, using the same name for me she most of her life. "Where were
you headed?"

"Uh.... Back to the camp site." I answered, my

mind not fully engaged yet.

"The sites are back that way." She said with a

crooked grin forming on her face. She leaned closer and whispered to me,
"Looks to me like you were going someplace else."

"Huh? Why would you say that?" I asked, startled

that not only was it obvious to her, but she was being brazen enough to say so.

"Oh, just a hunch." She said as she took hold of

the waist band of my swim suit and pulled on it, stepping backwards to lead me
around the corner of the bathrooms toward the back side. She held her finger to
her lips and guided me quietly to the more secluded side. "You know. I
have a really hard time expressing enough milk so my breasts don't hurt when I
don't have baby around. Would you mind helping me?" She whispered as she
reached behind her neck and untied the string holding the top up. The two black
triangles of material fell away from her body, catching with the loop around
her back and hanging at her waist, her full round breasts more fully on display
for me than I had ever seen before.

I really couldn't help myself, my hands took on a life of

their own as they reached out and cupped each magnificent breast, my thumbs
rubbing back and forth across each erect nipple, making them dimple her dark
areola as they bent to and fro.

"ohhhh god." She whispered as her hands fumbled

with the knot on the string holding my swim suit around me. "I have wanted
you to touch me like this for so long."

I gave her no answer as I stepped slightly to her side and

leaned my head down to gently kiss one nipple while stroking the other. My tongue
could taste the milk seeping from it, warm and almost sweet. I closed my lips
around the tip of her breast and gently sucked her nipple into my mouth,
suddenly receiving more of the warm treasure along with a gentle moan from her
lips. Her hands pushed my swim suit off my butt, allowing it to slide down my
legs until I was naked from the ankles up.

Her hands found my hard cock and wrapped around it, stroking

it long and slow, rubbing the precum that was already leaking from it into the
whole shaft. My own hands began roaming again, the one that had slipped around
her back sliding down into the back of her shorts, pushing them part way down
in the process, and the one caressing her other breast, slipping down her firm
stomach and into the front of her shorts. Her hands left my cock long enough to
push her shorts down, allowing my hands to now roam freely across her firm
round ass and her shaved mound.

Her hands went back to my rock hard shaft as one of my left

hand worked between her legs from behind, my finger stroking between he

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