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It’s nearly noon when we walk onto the circular drive around Amy’s lodge, our shoes crunching on the gravel and echoing in the quiet of the empty lot. On the hike back, we chatted about different topics while pressing the pace. The quiet of the trail was perfect, and Paige was fun to talk to. All three of the women are comfortable to be around and discuss life. I don’t feel any of the unsettling weirdness of an actual high school reunion.
“Should we check on Amy and Leah?” I ask as we approach our two cabins. “We can go to my cabin and fix brunch for them.
“Yeah, sounds good.”
As we pass the walkway to Amy and Leah’s cabin, their door opens, and Amy steps out. She’s wearing a towel, and I remember that we didn’t plan for cabin swapping. She grins, quietly shutting the door before walking down the path toward us.
“I need to change,” she says, stating the obvious. “Paige, you want to come with me? You can help me with brunch.”
“Sure,” Paige says, letting go of my hand as Amy approaches me.
“Sleep okay?” I ask as she puts her arms around me. She nods, then lifts her head, and I lower to kiss her tenderly.
“It was nice to sleep in and not be up so early,” Amy says, grinning at me, then looking over at Paige before moving her gaze back at me. “Did you two enjoy your hike?”
“It was invigorating,” I say with a grin. “Paige took me to the spring by the lake with that lodge I used to camp at.”
“I know that place,” Amy says, grinning. I don’t say anything about how we slept or any of our activities. But I sense Amy understands that we didn’t only hold hands on the hike. “We should all do something together later today, the four of us. Right now, I’m hungry and itching to make some food. I’m used to working, so I’m not always aligned with days off.”
“Show me the way,” Paige says, then leans and kisses me. “Kurt is insatiable. He demanded so much from me last night and on the hike. I’m definitely up for food.”
“I don’t think I’m the insatiable one.”
“I was wondering if you took your time on your nature walk,” Amy grins and winks at me. “Glad you’re blowing off some steam, Kurt. Speaking of, you should go nudge Leah and get her moving.”
“She loves spending time in bed.” Paige laughs, then follows Amy as they walk toward the pool area to the main lodge.
I scratch the back of my head, watching them walk away. I wasn’t going to say anything, but Amy doesn’t seem jealous or concerned. It felt good to kiss her, and the morning hike, even without the public shenanigans, was a fantastic way to spend my weekend off.
I step up onto the wooden porch of Paige and Leah’s cabin and slide off my sneakers so I don’t make too much noise. Slowly turning the knob and pushing the door open, I step inside. My socks keep things silent, and I walk through their cabin and peek into the bedroom. Leah is curled on her side, arms around a pillow, eyes closed, and breathing steadily.
Her red curls are in a messy halo arrayed on her pillow, and a single sheet covers her lower half. One bare breast rests against the pillow, and I feel a zing of arousal while I watch her sleep.
“Don’t be a perv,” I scold myself and step closer to the bed, reaching for the edge of the sheet to pull it up over her side to cover her. Her eyes blink open, and her forehead creases, looking up at me as I move over her. Then she grins at me as her eyes widen.
“It’s afternoon. Time to wake up,” I adlib, letting go of the sheet.
“I know just how you can wake me up,” Leah says, tossing the sheet off her and grabbing the front of my t-shirt. “Watching you and Paige through the window last night was hot. Will you fuck me like that?”
Before I can answer, Leah kisses me. When I open my mouth to say something, she sweeps her tongue between my lips, and I moan in response. My cock thickens in my shorts as Leah kisses me with passion, and my body responds in kind. I cup and squeeze her breasts as we break from the kiss.
“Yes,” I growl as I climb into her bed.
“Too many clothes, Kurt,” she whines, pulling at my shirt but also kissing me again with hunger.
“Sorry,” I say, breaking the kiss, stripping off my shirt, and kicking off my hiking shorts and underwear.
My cock sways, and Leah stares at it as I slide back beside her. Her sudden eagerness surprises me, but I’m right there with her. Her body is a contrast to her wife’s, with softer curves and luscious, full breasts. I can’t help filling my hands with her pillowy mounds.
“I’m a bit sweaty from the hike,” I complain weakly, then lower my mouth to her breast, licking and sucking her stiff bud.
“I don’t care,” Leah says huskily, arching when I suck hard on her nipple. “Fuck, Kurt. I want your cock in my mouth. But damn, take your time….” She moans as her fingers comb through my hair, encouraging my breast worship.
When I rise, she moves her hands to my chest and pushes me hard enough to sprawl on my back. Her eyes flash as she grins wickedly, then moves down and kisses the top of my cock. She keeps her eyes on me as she circles my crown with her tongue, then sucks at the tip.
“Jesus, Leah,” I moan and hold myself up on my elbows, watching her bob up and down, licking and sucking my cock. “Fuck that feels good.”
She pulls her mouth off, stroking my shaft and spreading her drool. “I don’t get much practice. Tell me what you like.”
I’m about to say something when she reads my mind and pushes her mouth down, taking all of me into her mouth and throat. “That. I like that,” I pant, swiveling to reach for her ass as she keeps sucking me while on her knees.
We glance at each other, and Leah’s eyes widen as my hips pump. Pushing her thighs open, I cup her bare sex. Her pussy is drenched, and her thighs are sticky, but when I fit my fingers into her slit, I slide right in.
“Oh fuck,” Leah says and nods at me. “Do that while I suck you off. I want to taste your cum.”
Leah twists, and I lose sight of her eyes as she goes back to giving me a wild, wet blowjob. I smack the flat of my free hand against her ass, then squeeze to pull her ass cheeks apart while still fingering her with two of my fingers. Her hips roll as I circle them inside her, exploring until I find a spot that makes her moan around my cock. Keeping my fingertips there, I curl and waggle them as she moans louder.
“You first,” she moans as her hips cycle. “I don’t want to come until after you.”
I laugh because I’ve never gone first, but the thought of busting in her mouth becomes my central focus. I keep circling over her sensitive spot as the pressure builds in my core. She works her hand up and down my shaft as she sucks on my tip, staring at me from the corner of her eye. Her lust-filled gaze pushes me to the edge, and I pull away from her pussy to grab a fistful of her hair, then work my hips and fuck her mouth.
“Fuck, Leah. I’m close,” I growl.
She squeezes her fist tight and strokes my shaft. Keeping my crown between her lips while her tongue wags over the sensitive tip and my cock throbs. I grunt, trying to hold off the inevitable and prolong the sensation, but it’s too much. My balls tighten, and I feel the first pulse jetting into her mouth. I watch her eyes roll back, humming while I pump more thick cream into her hungry mouth.
Spent, I sprawl on my back with my hands flat on the bed, tilting my head to watch her suck until it gets too sensitive. She pulls off when I wince but keeps her fingers tight around my base. She smirks at me, then shifts to her knees.
“Can you keep going?” she asks, straddling my thighs and moving up until her pussy presses against my length.
“Oh fuck,” I say, and my cock throbs as she grinds along the length. “Yeah, keep doing that.”
We stare at each other while she squeezes my base and grinds her pussy up and down my shaft. I grin as my cock throbs, and her lips curl up when her fingers tighten. When she shifts and rises on her knees, I lean and push her off and onto her back. She squeals as I reverse and lower my mouth to her pussy. My cock is hard, and I’m not in danger of going soft.
As I taste her, she throws her head back, her hands gripping her breasts. Her pussy is drenched, and I lap at her slick juices, humming at her taste. Lifting my eyes to watch her knead her breasts while watching me.
“Tell me what you like,” I say, grinning as I swirl my tongue around her clit, then slide down and press it inside her. “I want to watch you come.”
“I want you inside me, Kurt.” Her eyes plead with me. “I want to come around that hard thick cock.”
“Your wish…” I say, pulling away and then climbing between her thighs. We stare at each other as I rise on my knees, grip my cock, fit the tip inside where my mouth just was, then press into her. Her eyes smolder into mine as I sink inside, feeling her stretch around my cock.
“Oh fuck, yes.” Leah says, curling her body forward and gripping my hips, “Hard, Kurt. Make me feel it.”
Jamming my hips to the hilt, I grip her hands and pull them over her head. I stroke into her with hard, steady punches of my hips. I hold her wrists down as I stare down at her, grunting as I fuck her hard. She wraps her calves around my thighs and pulls me into her. I lower and kiss her as we moan together, pushing and grinding ourselves frantically.
Leah breaks the kiss, arching her neck and back, squealing as I feel her pussy clenching around my cock in waves. I keep fucking her hard while holding her wrists down. She bucks her hips, meeting my strokes as we moan breathlessly.
“Kurt, fuck. Oh. God. Fuck!” she mutters, then squeals again, her body shaking as I push her into a wave of orgasms. “Don’t stop. Fuck… More!”
Since I just filled her mouth a few minutes ago, I’m not close to coming again, so I rut relentlessly. My lizard brain fires sensations through my nerves as I fuck her hard. Her eyes roll back, and I feel her channel ripple as she holds her breath and shakes. When she exhales, she stares up at me with eyes clouded with lust. Once again, her passionate stare pushes me over the edge, and I jam my hips forward and shoot streams of cum into her core. She moans again, her body tensing and then relaxing as her arms go limp.
I lean down and kiss her, resting weight on her and releasing her wrists. She wraps her arms around my shoulders as she kisses me back. We catch our breath between long, slow kisses as I slump over her. I hold her head in my hands, my thumbs running over her jaw as we enjoy the ripples of bliss.