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Tempting the Boundaries: Part 2

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Tempting the
Boundaries: Part 2
Guiding a group of horny women isn't easy.
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I ate a late dinner, just catching the end of the chow hall hours,

after a long nap. I wandered out of the chow hall and down toward the
lake just as the moon was starting to come up. I love watching the
nearly full moon shining off the lake on a calm night. If the water
wasn't so cold I'd probably have taken a short swim, but since the
evening was a bit cooler, maybe only seventy or seventy five, I
decided to just find my usual spot and sit and watch the moon come
up. I was nearly half way down to the water when I hear crunching in
the gravel behind me, light footsteps clearly hurrying to catch up to
me. I turned enough to look over my shoulder and saw the petite
little gal from this afternoon with the orange bikini mishap. There
was enough light to tell that she had changed back to the shorts
again and had a t-shirt that was cut off just below her tits.



"Hi!" she said cheerfully as she caught up with me and

slowed down.



"Hi. Beth isn't it?"



"Uh huh. Where you headed?"



"Just down to the water to watch the moon rise. You should be

getting some sleep. Tomorrow's your hardest day paddling," I
said quietly as I continued walking.



"Can't sleep. Mind if I hang out with you for a while?"



"Well, I'd say no, but I have a hunch you won't take no for

an answer."



"Not without a good reason."



"This is my quiet time. I like to just sit and watch the moon

reflect off the water. It's kinda like meditation time if I did that
kind of thing."



"Ah. Well, I can use some quiet time," she said quietly.



"If you want," I said before turning off the path and

walking down the grass hillside toward the water's edge. I skirted
down the shoreline along a narrow path and then stepped down off the
path to the very edge of the water, wading past a large rock
outcropping. I climbed onto a large flat rock and leaned back against
the rock wall, settled to watch the moon pushing up over the horizon.



"It's pretty," she whispered as she settled down on the

large flat rock next to me.



"Uh huh," I answered, not really wanting to talk.



We sat and watched the moon slowly climb above the trees, the disk

finally breaking free of the huge pines that had been poking up into
the silver white disk. "You know. It's kinda funny. We both
ended up seeing each other's bodies earlier today."



"Uh huh."



"So, you got a girlfriend? Back home I mean?"



"Would it matter if I did?"



"It might," she whispered.



"No. not right now," I answered her.



"And no wife."



"No, not for several years now."



"I'm surprised. The no girlfriend I mean."



"Why's that?"



"Because you're hot."



"I'm old."



"Not really."



"I have a daughter older than you are. I am," I

whispered.



"How old are you?"

"Fifty two."



"Oh. I wouldn't have guessed. How old do you think I am?"



"Oh. Twenty five or six maybe."



"Older than that."



"Okay."



"Thirty two."



"That's still twenty years."



"Does it matter?"



"Depends."



"On what?"



"On why you want to know how old I am?"



"I don't know. Just wondered."



"Uh huh," I answered, quite sure at this point that I

knew exactly what she wanted to know for.



"You're still pretty hot."



"It's against the rules. I could get fired."



"What is?"



"Having sex with the customers."



"I didn't say that was what I wanted."



"You didn't have to."



"That obvious?"



"Uh huh."



She sat silently for long minutes, the moon bouncing off the water

and bathing us in a soft bluish hue. She almost startled me with how
quickly she started moving. For a moment I thought she was going to
climb off the rock and walk away, but instead she pushed her shorts
down and stepped out of them, leaving her naked below the short
cropped t-shirt. Her round outer pussy lips were full and puffy, a
small amount of soft inner lip protruding down as she stood with her
legs slightly spread in front of me. She reached up and pulled her
shirt up and off, tossing it onto the rock where she had been
sitting. Her tits were firm and round, easily a C cup with only a
small amount of sag that made them all the more sexy looking. She
stood in the moonlight for long seconds letting me look her over
before she stepped toward me and straddled me with her feet, reaching
down to pull my t-shirt out of the waist of my shorts. "Your
turn," she whispered, tugging on my shirt, trying to get me to
lift my arms and let her undress me.



"Insistent, aren't you?"



"I know what I want."



"And that is?"



"Your cock in my mouth for now."



"For now?"



"Uh huh. After that I want you in me. I want you to fuck me."



"How come?"



"You're hot. I'm horny. We both want it. What more reason

does there need to be?"



"I could get fired."



"Only if we're caught. And I kinda doubt anyone else comes

down here."



"A few do."



"Uh huh. To do what?"



I chuckled. "Have sex."



"See?" she said, as I gave in and let her pull my shirt

off. She bent over and started working on my pants, unzipping them
and trying to pull them down my legs. "You could help."



"You're right," I agreed, reaching for her hips and

pulling her toward me. She straightened up so her head wouldn't bang
against the rock wall behind us. She stood with just her head higher
than the rocks as I pulled her toward me.



"Oh fuck," she gasped softly as I pressed my tongue

between her wet lips and stroked up toward her clit. She spread her
legs farther to give me more access and I pressed my tongue deeper
between her lips, tasting her tangy juices and teasing the entrance
of her tunnel before dragging my tongue between her lips to the
juncture and her hard clit. I heard her suck in her breath as I
spread her lips with my fingers and flicked my tongue across her
clit. "Oh shit," she mumbled as I drew her clit between my
lips and sucked it eagerly. I let go of her clit and licked again,
stroking her soft inner lips, flicking across her clit again, her
hips bucking involuntarily in response.



"I guess you like that," I whispered before going back

for another long slow lick.



"Oh god yes," she moaned softly, trying to press her

pussy to my face as I stroked across her clit again. I took my time,
sliding my tongue slowly between her lips over and over, each time
pausing at her clit and teasing it. Her juices flowed less tangy and
sweeter as I pushed her slowly toward the climax that was obviously
building within her.



If she thought I was going to make her come on my face, she had

another thing coming. Not that I wouldn't have. In fact, I very much
enjoy doing that. But the more I licked her pussy the more urgently I
felt the need to press my cock into her tight pussy. Other than Donna
earlier, it had been months since I'd had sex with anything other
than my own hand. I slipped from under her and stood up, pushing her
back around to face the rock when she tried to turn to face me. I
dropped my shorts and pushed my underwear down to my thighs and then
aimed my engorged cock at her wet pussy. She felt me rub my head
between her lips and she bent over more, pushing her ass out at me,
and in the process, pushing her own pussy over my fat head.



"Oh my god." I heard her mumble quietly as I pushed

deeper into her, feeling her pussy expand to accept me as I pressed
ever so slowly into her. "God you are so fucking big."



"That's what you wanted, right? To feel how big I was?"



"Uh huh," she moaned as I held her hips and started to

slowly stroke in and out of her. I felt my head bump into her cervix
before I ran out of cock, so I pulled back again, pulling almost all
the way out of her before driving in again. "Oh god!" she
moaned more loudly.



"Sh. Or I'll stop," I whispered.



"Okay," she whispered back as I held my cock inside her

but didn't move. I took a deep breath and started moving again,
pulling nearly out of her and then driving into her again. Over and
over we danced the dance of sex, her hips pushing toward me as I
pushed into her and pulling away as I pulled back. Over and over we
shoved our bodies at each other, my cock teasing the length of her
tunnel and her pussy caressing my rock hard shaft.



"I'm going to come," she squeaked softly.



"Hope you're not loud," I chuckled behind her, knowing I

wasn't far behind her.



"UH Fuck!" she grunted loudly. "Not usually."

She squeaked softly as I plunged into her faster. "Oh god. Oh
fucking god damn yes! Here I come!" I felt her pussy contract
around my cock and her legs and arms shake as she became more and
more animated on how she pushed and pulled her pussy on me. "Oh
GOD!" she cried loudly once before slapping a hand over her own
mouth and crying out into it.



I continued to plunge into her, each stroke pushing me slightly

closer to climax. "Almost there," I grunted, knowing I was
going to blow any second.



She suddenly pulled off of me, spun around, squatting down. She

wrapped both hands around my pussy slicked shaft and started to
frantically stroke me. "On my tits. Please come all over my
tits!" she practically begged.



I didn't have much choice. I was way too close to want to stop, or

maybe even able to stop. I groaned softly and then my hips jerked,
pumping a huge shot of hot cum out at her chest. I looked down and
watched my cock squirt time after time, each shot launched with an
involuntary jerk of my hips. I stood panting, looking at my cum
sliding and oozing down her tits as she rubbed my now softening cock
around her nipples, teasing them with the tip of my cock. She let go
of my cock and stood up, rubbing the cum around her firm tits before
looking up at me and smiling.



"Fuck that was hot," she whispered. "I love

watching a guy come on my tits. Turns me on so much that I just want
to fuck them again and again and again."



"Not sure that'll happen now," I said as my cock drooped

between us.



"How about if I get it hard again?"



"Get it hard I'll be happy to fuck you again."



She grinned at me and squatted down in front of me, leaning her

face toward my body and engulfing my cock with her hot wet mouth. "Oh
damn," I whispered as she teased my balls and sucked my softened
cock. I'm no spring chicken anymore, so I was surprised at how
quickly she managed to get me growing again.



"Well, that didn't take long," she said with a grin.

"Why don't you come down here and fuck my brains out now."



"Sure. How do you want it?"



"Doggy style," she said with a grin, reaching behind her

for her shirt and shorts. She wadded them up and put one under each
knee as she knelt on all fours, her ass sticking out at me.



I pushed off my shorts, folded them for padding and then knelt

between her legs, rubbing my again engorged head between her still
wet lips. "Oh yes. Perfect," she whispered as I started
stroking into her. In and out I went, sliding my cock along her
sensitive walls, little gasps and moans slipping from her lips. Her
pussy made a sexy little squishing sound each time I pushed into her,
the sensations and sounds slowly working me toward another climax.
The moon continued its trek as we knelt there, working my shaft in
and out of her. I could feel her juices leaking around my cock and
dripping down my balls to the rocks we knelt on.



"God you better come soon. I'm not sure how much longer I can

wait," I grunted softly.



"You're kidding, right?" she answered breathlessly.

"I've been fucking coming almost continuously for the last
fifteen minutes."



"Oh shit," I grunted. "No wonder you're so fucking

juicy."



"Uh huh. God damn you can fuck. I may not be able to walk

tomorrow the way you're going."



"Well, get ready for the grand finale then," I whispered

as I let the sensations wash over me unabated. It only took another
few dozen strokes and my body jerked hard, driving my cock into her
so hard that it knocked us both over. She lay flat on the rock as I
lay on top of her, my cock jerking and twitching inside her as I
filled her pussy with cum.



"Oh god damn that feels good," she moaned softly.



"Uh huh," I answered breathlessly as I lay on top of

her.



"Jesus you can fuck a long time."



"Sometimes," I agreed as my body jerked again, adding a

little more cum to her already full pussy. I lay on her for only a
few more short minutes, my cock softening and slipping out of her. I
rolled off, lying on my back with my feet hanging over the side of
the rock outcropping into the water.



"God," she whispered, rolling over on her back next to

me. "I am definitely not going to be able to walk tomorrow after
that fucking," she said with a giggle.



"Sorry."



"Don't be. I love a good fucking. I just haven't ever come

that long before. You were like the damn energizer bunny. You just
kept going and going and going and every stroke seemed to either
tease my clit or my G spot. Jesus that was good."



"Well, for what it's worth, thank you. I enjoyed it every bit

as much as you did."



"You sure you don't have a girlfriend at home?"



"I'm sure."



"God I don't know why not. You are one hot fuck!" she

said with a giggle.



"Just haven't found the right kind of girl."



"You mean one with tits and a pussy? Jesus. Any woman would

be happy to fuck you every damn day. Unless you're not all that into
girls or something."



"Oh, I'm plenty into girls," I chuckled.



"Well. I better get back to the hut before they figure out

I'm missing."



"Yeah. You better," I said, making no attempt to move.



She smiled and leaned over to kiss me and then stood up, pulling

on her clothes. She squatted down and gave my face a gentle stroke
before getting up and tracing her steps back the way we came.



I lay there naked until the moon was nearly straight overhead and

then pulled my shorts on and headed back to the bunk house before
stripping them off and flopping down on my bunk.

Tardy Guide.

"Mike. Mike. Wake up!" a female voice said, invading my

dream and dragging me from a deep sleep back to a reality. "Come
on Mike!"



"Huh? What?"



"It's me. Lynn!" the female voice said insistently,

shaking me again.



I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, at least as much as I could at

what felt like the middle of the night. "It's late. What are you
doing here?" I asked groggily.



"It's past six am," she said with a frown. "Come on

Mike, we don't have much time here."



I shook my head again and looked around the room as my eyes

started to focus and my brain began functioning again. I looked from
Lynn, standing by my bunk wearing her normal trek gear, shorts,
synthetic tank top and her flop hat, to my own attire, which was
missing completely, my cock hard with my typical morning woody. I
grabbed the sheet and pulled it across myself. "Damn Lynn. I'm
naked!"



"So? I'll let you see me naked sometime. Now will you listen

to me?"



"Yeah. Sure," I said, sitting up on my bunk.



"That little bug I got decided to move from my stomach a

little farther south. I can't go and if Jack finds out he'll cancel
the trip and I can't afford to lose the trip. I won't get paid."



"Yeah. So what do you want me to do? Talk to Jack or

something?"



"No! I want you to take the group and I'll take yours

tomorrow. By the time they leave in two days I should be well enough
to go."



"Wait. You want me to take that group of women? Jack won't

approve that."



"I know. That's why we won't tell him until you're gone."



"He isn't going to be happy!"



"He isn't here. He had to go to town for some supplies and

won't be back until this afternoon. We can just say he wasn't here to
ask."



"Yeah, but we know what he'd say."



"I know. Oh come on Mike. I already talked to the ladies.

They said they don't mind, and I really can't afford to lose another
trek."



"Okay. Okay. Let me get dressed and some breakfast," I

said as I started to climb out of my bunk and then stopped, my bare
cock still covered by the sheet. "A little privacy?" I
could see Lynn roll her eyes in the dimly lit bunkhouse.



"Good lord. It's not like I didn't see you naked five minutes

ago," she said with a frown, crossing her arms across her chest.
After a few seconds she shook her head, uncrossed her arms and turned
to walk away. "Fine. I'll meet you out at the landing in fifteen
minutes."



Fifteen minutes wasn't a lot of time. I slipped off my bunk and

dug into my gear stowed below my bunk, quickly pulling on a pair of
the tiny synthetic men's bikini briefs I wear on treks. Over that I
pulled on a pair of synthetic zip-off leg pants and a synthetic
t-shirt. I pulled on my wet shoes and then stuffed the gear into my
pack I'd need for a five-day trip, including my ground pad and
compact sleeping bag. The last thing I grabbed was my one-man tent
before swinging my pack onto my shoulder. I walked to the dining
hall, grabbed some scrambled eggs and sausage, piled it onto a slice
of bread and wolfed it down as I walk

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