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   A SHORT FOUR DAY WEEKEND (Mf, cons,oral, anal, M+f, blackmail, reluc)

   By Art Matin



   CHAPTER 4



   The vast majority of Rockford Lake lay in Rockford County.  A
coincidence of geography placed the cove in neighboring Quinset County. 
The cove was the only point of access to the lake in Quinset County, and
yet the area was undeveloped.  There were several reasons for this.  First,
the headlands surrounding the cove were cut off from development by a rail
line.  The railroad, citing safety concerns and potential liabilities,
refused to grant a grade crossing across its tracks.  The landowner's only
option was to build an overpass across the rail line, which was
prohibitively expensive.  Secondly, once across the rail line, the
landowner was faced with a broad area that was flooded when lake levels
were high to normal, requiring a causeway to reach the usable land. 
Thirdly, the landowner had an unsavory reputation and the elected officials
were not about to be seen as giving him help of any sort.

   As a result of its geography, the cove was out of the jurisdiction of
Rockford County and for all practical purposes beyond the law of Quinset
County.  People flocked to the cove as a place to skinny dip and indulge in
exhibitionist displays.  On any warm day, it was crowded with boats filled
with naked people, swimming, sunning, and screwing in the open.

   The Rockford County Sheriff's Lake Patrol tried to shut down the public
nudity at the cove, but the activities posed no problem to the citizens of
Quinset County.  A lawsuit was filed and the Quinset County Court ordered
the Rockford Sheriff to cease harassing citizens outside their jurisdiction
and within Quinset County.  A state court ruling against Rockford County
followed, and the harassment ended.

   Nonetheless the Lake Patrol would regularly cruise the cove
ostentatiously looking for more egregious activities, such as drugs and
sexual activity between minors and adults, but mainly in order to get an
eyeful of flesh.  If the patrol suspected a violation of state law, it
would sometimes board a boat to check registration and safety devices, and
if a controlled substance violation or if minors were found, they could
threaten to make an arrest.  Most people were not aware of the
jurisdictional issues involved and if threatened could be easily
manipulated by the sheriff deputies.  All most people knew was that within
the cove, the Lake Patrol pretty much let anything go.

   John reversed the auxiliary engine and brought the boat to a stop in the
middle of the cove.  He shut off the engine and went forward to throw a
single anchor into the water.  Before he turned, he felt her tender embrace
as she hugged him from behind.  He stood passively for several moments as
she ran her hands across his nude torso.  He turned and kissed the pretty
teen, joining her in the embrace, then led her aft, where he laid her out
on the foredeck at the edge of the cockpit.  John took her foot and mouthed
her toes, sucking on each stubby digit before licking up her leg to her
succulent snatch.  He was delighted that she had shaved her pussy, but was
also delighted that she had left a small patch of blonde fleece over her
pubic mound.

   As he licked and slathered the smooth lips of her vulva, her slit began
to glisten and seep.  John gently ran the tip of his tongue up her slit,
gathering her nectar, relishing the favor of her sexual secretions.  He
drove his tongue into her precious sex and traced the juncture between her
inner and outer labia before driving into her fuck hole, his long tongue
penetrating deep within her tight vagina, burying his face in her moist
interior.

   She was still aroused from the finger fucking while they sailed from
Carlisle Point to Mermaid Cove and John knew that she wouldn't last long.
He took his time, alternating between tongue fucking and clit sucking and
he drove her crazy.  Appling pressure to her perineum with his hand, John
began licking her clit at the one o'clock position.  Nerves began shorting
out in her abdomen.

   "Omigod!  Omigod!  I'm cumming!  I'm cummiiiinnnngggg!" With a
convulsive lurch, her sex sensors overloaded and an incredibly intense
orgasm hit her hard.  "Unngh, Uunnnhhh!  UUUUUUNNNNHHHH!" Her cry of
passion carried across the water and echoed back before it was abruptly
cutoff as she sucked in her breath, tensing her shuddering body as the
orgasm surged through her.  Once the blissful sensations had faded, she
curled up in a little ball to protect her now oversensitive clit from
further stimulation.

   John looked down on the nearly delirious girl and smiled.  She was very
responsive to his techniques and he had no doubt that was going to be a
great fuck.  He rolled her onto her back and pried her legs apart to step
into the slot between her splayed legs.  He stroked his dick, coaxing it to
steely hardness.  Grasping his bulging rod, he ran the large tip up and
down the sopping wet slit of her pussy, mixing his pre-cum with her juices,
lubricating the head for penetration.  He continued teasing her until she
opened her eyes and looked at him.

   He smiled and said, "Okay Baby, now I'm going to fuck the hell out of
you!"

   She started to speak but suddenly felt the mouth of her pussy stretch as
his massive head drove into her cunt.

   "Oh gawd!  You're sooo fucking big!  Oh, god damn!"

   He stopped with just the head firmly in her fuck tunnel.  He partially
withdrew and penetrated her again, this time pushing a little deeper.

   "Oh shit!  Oh shit!  Oh shit!" she cried, as she tossed her head from
side to side.

   John began to gently thrust, using short strokes, gradually driving
deeper and deeper into her clasping cunt hole, filling her up like never
before, stretching her to fit his thick, thick cock.  He penetrated to
where his cockhead was rubbing against her G-spot.

   "You've got a nice tight pussy, Babydoll.  In a few minutes it won't be
so tight.  I sure hope you like big dicks, because you're in for the
fucking of your life."

   She looked up at him with eyes crazed with fuck lust, panting like she'd
run a foot race.  "Oh yes, you big stud," she hissed.  "I love your big
dick!  Oh, my god, you're so fucking big!"

   A low, throaty groan bubbled from her mouth as the friction of his
massive dick on her G-spot caused her passions to begin boiling once again.


   "Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhh, yes baby!  Yes!  Yes!  Ohhhh, yessssss!  Oh
fucking mercy!  Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" She arched her back and sucked in her breath
through clinched teeth as the incredible electric surge of another
mind-boggling orgasm tore from her pussy and radiated outward through her
trembling, ripe body.

   John smiled as heard the echo of her cry bounce back from across the
cove.  Her pussy squeezed his big cock powerfully as she went rigid.  Her
body had taking on a sheen of sweat.

   Gritting his teeth, he drove in a little deeper, slowly breaking her in.
Slowly but surely driving in deeper and deeper, and as he did, wave after
wave of intense orgasmic bliss swept over her until he felt his cock head
mash up against the ring of her cervix.

   She gasped for breath and her pussy spasmed around his shaft again and
again.  He knew now that she was the kind of girl who was capable of having
repeated vaginal orgasms, and that the orgasms would keep coming and coming
as long as he stoked her fires until she was just too damn exhausted and
sore to fuck anymore.  Pausing for a moment deeply buried in her clasping
cunt, he savored the feel of her vaginal muscles contracting around his
cock.  Then he slowly withdrew until only the tip of his penis was in her.

   He paused, ready to impale her again, waiting for her to open her eyes.
He drove back in, using short thrusts but driving in deeper and deeper with
each stroke, then back out only to drive into her again and again until he
knew for sure that her pussy was stretched out enough for an long afternoon
of hard fucking.  All the while she kept cumming and cumming, alternately
crying out passionately between the silent quaking fits.

   Pulling out completely, he kept his dick between her labia, letting her
recover a little.  She opened her eyes slightly and dreamily gazed up at
him.  Drool ran from the corner of her mouth to the deck below.  Her thighs
were trembling as he pushed her knees up to her tits.

   Her eyes went as wide as saucers as he plunged into her as deep as he
could go, smashing into her cervix.  He pulled out again and waited for her
to recover a little, and then plunged in deep again, this time being
careful not to hit her cervix.  He was into pleasure and not pain, and he
wanted to fuck the girl, not abuse her.

   Again and again, he repeated the pattern.  He changed strokes, slowly
screwing her with long leisurely strokes.  Mewls of salacious contentment
escaped her throat, revealing her pleasure before the next orgasm swept
over her.

   Once he felt the contractions around his dick subside, he pulled out and
turned her onto her stomach with her ass hanging off the cockpit edge.  He
penetrated her again and gradually increased the tempo of his thrusts until
his ass was a blur of motion.

   She was screaming and hollering, "Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Oh, yes fuck
meeeeeee!"

   He was near the point of no return so he stopped thrusting for a moment
with his dick deeply buried, savoring the feel of her vaginal contractions
around his hot dick, watching her haunches flexing.  Sweat beaded along her
spine as she thrust her hips back into him.  He gripped her hips and
forcefully held her still until his impending orgasm began to recede.  When
he was ready, he began again, slowly thrusting.

   He ran his hand down the crack of her ass and stroked her anus.  He
stopped, pulled his manly organ from her womanly reaches and knelt down,
spreading her ass cheek.  Sandy jumped at the feel of his wet tongue
flickering across her anus.  He licked and teased, licked and teased before
shoving his tongue up her butt.  She wiggled her butt and pushed back into
his face, groaning with salacious pleasure, enjoying the feel of his long
tongue piercing her nether region.

   John stood up, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.  He ran his dick up and
down her crack.

   As his cock head rubbed against her anus, she started to protest, "Oh
no, John, no, I...", as he slipped his dick back into her pussy.

   Her protests changed to "Oh, yes Babe, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
Thrusting her hips back to meet his thrusts, his groin meet her buttocks
with a slap, slap, slap.

   He established with a certainty that anal play was an available option
when she allowed him without protest to worm a pussy slickened finger up
her tight ass as he fucked her.  As yet another orgasm neared, she grunted
incoherently, "Unngh, Uunnnhhh!  Uunnggh!  Unh!  Gphugh!  Uh, uh, ohhhhhh
fuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk!" until she began shuddering in silence while her
vagina squeezed and milked the wonderful impaling cock that was the root
source of her pleasure.

   John cursed himself for not being properly prepared.  He knew that
unless she was really loose, he would hurt her if he tried to penetrate her
ass without proper preparations and plenty of good lubricant, lubricant
that he didn't have available.  'No need to rush,' he told himself, 'just
enjoy yourself.  She's very passionate and she's got a great pussy.  You've
got lots of time.  This little honey's ass is mine to take.  If not today,
I've got tonight, and if not tonight, I've got tomorrow, and if not
tomorrow, I'll pop her ass Sunday and again on Monday.'

   Her contractions stopped and he stopped pumping.  He leaned over her
back and pulled his hand through the line of sweat that had formed along
her spine.  He whispered, "You're a fantastic fuck Sandy.  Best pussy I've
had in a long time, so nice and tight, so responsive.  I love fucking you
honey." He paused and then added, "Come on, let's go up on the foredeck and
get comfortable."

   He withdrew his stiff cock and helped her stand up.  Sandy was wobbly,
and somewhat disoriented from the almost continuous flood of endorphins
that been released into her blood stream.  The sun seemed incredibly
bright. Her entire bottom throbbed and tingled like the sensation of a
continuous mild electric shock.  She unconsciously put her hand to her sex
and felt how engorged and distended her labia were and how hot to the touch
they were.  She had no idea how long they had been copulating; she only
knew that it was the best fucking she ever had, and she wanted more.

   "Want a beer?" he asked as he rooted through the ice chest.

   "Uh, no, no thanks," she said, then she realized just how thirsty she
was, "just some water.  I'm really parched."

   John opened a bottle of water and handed it to her.  While sipping his
beer, he feasted his eyes on her young body.  She was beautifully well
proportioned and so young.  He couldn't believe his good luck.  He had seen
this very desirable girl for years and had secretly lusted after her,
accepting the fact that she was beyond his reach.  Suddenly, she's his to
take.  She certainly wasn't a virgin, but she was young, fresh and she was
a first class fuck.

   He pulled out the sun block and lathed up his hands and applied it to
her pale tits and the untanned portion of her butt and crotch, before
tending to her sweaty back and legs.  "I don't want you burn except between
your legs." Then he handed her the tube.  She took it and dumbly looked at
it.  "Come on, do me, I don't want to roast out here today.  Might ruin the
rest of the weekend."

   Sandy muttered, "Oh sure," and began applying it to his body, working it
into his chest, back and his ass.  She started to coat his dick and he
grabbed her hand.

   "Not there honey, unless you like the taste.  It should be all right
just as it is.  I don't think it will get sunburned, covered in sweet pussy
juice, stuck up your tight pussy."

   She cut a sheepish grin at the lurid remark.  "Thanks for taking me
sailing.  It's nice to be with a man who knows what he's doing."

   "Anytime you want to go sailing again, I'll make myself available," he
said grinning.

   She looked at him with a quizzical, impertinent look, "Are you
available?"

   "I'm not married or attached if that what you mean.  I have no
obligations."

   "Good.  I don't want to become someone's mistress."

   "You just want a good screw?"

   She laughed in tolerant amusement.  "You're a bit of a dirty old man. 
What would my Daddy say if he heard you saying that to me?"

   "He better not hear that I said that.  He might think that I betrayed
him."

   She cocked her pretty head to one side.  "Have you betrayed him?"

   "No, but you know Honey, running my cock up your sweet snatch is
dangerous business.  It could cause a great deal of problems between your
dad and me."

   "Well in that case, you'd better keep me happy." She flashed him a
wicked grin, grabbed a beach towel and headed for the foredeck.  John
tagged along, watching the full moons of her firm ass flex as she walked
forward, determined to keep her happy.

   Sandy spread the towel out on the foredeck and knelt to straighten out
the major wrinkles.  Completing her nesting task, she sat upright, finding
the dusky-rose colored dickhead of John's still semi-erect cock just inches
from her pretty face.  She reached out and ran her delicate fingers down
the shaft of the organ that just shortly before had delivered so her much
carnal pleasure.  She marveled at his virility, and chuckled to herself for
her na<ve belief that somehow older men weren't good lovers.  John wasn't
just good, he was great, and the best stud she'd ever had the pleasure to
experience.  John stepped forward a few inches.

   He lewdly rubbed his soft dick in her face.  Her tongue darted out and
licked at the working end of his wonderful penis, tasting his and her own
dried secretions.  Moistening the dried lubricants, her tongue glided
easily over the broad smooth head.  John pressed his wet glans to her lips
and Sandy opened her mouth wide, allowing the big semi-soft cock to slide
into her mouth.  She felt his strong hand caressing her head and pulling
her into his groin.  She gagged a little as the hardening, yet still
flexible tube of man meat slid past the back of her throat and down her
esophagus.  His hips began to slowly rock back and forth, fucking her mouth
like it was her pussy.  On each stroke, Sandy could feel it swell, growing
in length and girth, growing more and more substantial, becoming more and
more rigid until she found it increasingly more difficult to breathe.  John
sensed her stress and pulled his long hard cock from her throat until only
the spongy head was filling her mouth.

   Sandy slathered and sucked on the glorious cock.  She was good.  The
little ball of her tongue stud brushed across the sensitive underside of
his shaft at the frenum, causing him to jerk involuntarily.  Salty pre-cum
oozed from his cock slit, only to be swept away by her swirling tongue. 
John's brow wrinkled and his thighs twitched with her oral ministration.

   "That's it Baby, suck it," he hissed.  "Ooooo yeah, Baby, you suck cock
sooooo good.  Mmmmmmmm."

   Once she brought him close to the point of no return he staggered back a
little, liberating his tingling prick from her tender lips.  John knelt to
kiss her, driving his tongue into her sweet mouth.  Their tongues danced
together and between mouths, all the while John's hands and fingers
caressed the firm orbs of her breasts and teased her protruding nipples. 
Once the tingling urge had passed from his genitals, John broke off the
kiss and sprawled onto his back.

   "Come on Baby, fuck me.  Show ole John how much you like his big ole
cock."

   Sandy wasted no time straddling him.  She gripped the thick stalk of his
rod, directed it to her honey hole and slowly squatted.  John watched as
her pussy lips stretched to accept his wide cock, and then watched his hard
cock disappeared into the young girl as she sunk down to his groin.  Once
she had him fully, she lingered a moment to savor the feel of his big cock
filling her up.  She ran her hands through the soft hair covering his
abdomen, bent forward and kissed and nipped at his brown man-nipples.  He
started to rotate his hips, but she sat upright diving his stiff prick back
into her depths giving him no room to maneuver.  Flexing her muscular
thighs she slowly rose.

   Her pussy lips stretched downward as the thick glistening stalk emerged
from her love tunnel until the only the tip of the head remained embraced
by her flesh, then she slowly sank down again to begin a long luxurious
fuck.  Up and down, up and down, she rose and fell on his prong until she
cried lustfully and threw herself forward.

   John felt the contractions grasping and milking his dick and he began
thrusting his hips, fucking her through the orgasm, fucking her with short,
fast strokes, relentlessly stroking her 'G', reigniting the orgasmic fire
in her loins.  Sandy was squealing like a stuck pig, biting into his
shoulder as she thrashed about.  John keep humping into her, delivering an
unrelenting stimulus to her spasmodic pussy, driving her to crest after
crest of sexual bliss.

   The young girl was panting, unable to catch her breath.  She
hyperventilated; the chemical balance between oxygen and carbon dioxide
becoming increasingly imbalanced.  Suddenly John felt her go completely
limp, as she slipped into unconsciousness.  He gently rolled her off to the
side.  John bunched up her beach towel and covered her mouth and nose,
forcing her to re-breathe the carbon dioxide she exhaled and thus speed her
recovery.

   After a minute, Sandy began to stir, so John put the towel to the side.
She wasn't sure what happened.  She remembered the incredible pleasure and
then ...  last she remembered was she was on top of him, now she was on her
back.  Her pussy throbbed.  She opened her eyes and saw her lover as he
locked his arms under her knees.  He was grinning.  It seemed like
everything was in slow motion and she heard him say, "Welcome back babe."

   Then she felt her pussy being invaded again, filling up in one deep
push.

   "Oh, god!  Oh, god!" she cried as the big dick sawed in and out of her
ravished cunt.

   John now fucked her deep with long strokes, not for her pleasure, but
his, slamming into her harder and harder.  Sandy felt the punishing cock
slam time and again into her cervix.  She grunted in pain with each
punishing blow, but the pain blended into pleasure as yet another vaginal
orgasm quickly built and washed over her.  Then she felt the hot splash of
sperm flooding her cunt.

   John's vision blurred as the long suppressed orgasm overwhelmed him. 
"Ahhhhhh!  Ahhhh!  Ahhhhh!  Ahhhh!" grunted John as his cock spewed his
thick seed into the girl's clasping snatch.  "Ahh, ahhh, ahhhh," he grunted
with each powerful burst of his ejaculation.  "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhh."
He pulled out of her quivering quim and gently let her legs down onto the
deck.  He leaned forward and kissed her, then he swung around in a 69
position, offering his still dripping cock to her mouth.

   She sucked the dripping tip of his dick into her mouth and then licked
the stalk of the wet, softening cudgel clean.  She felt his face nuzzle her
pussy and she tightly squeezed her legs together.

   "Stop!  That's enough!  I can't take anymore for right now.  Stop will
you!" Giggling, she pushed and struggled.

   He let her roll him off of her, knowing that she had had enough for
right now, knowing that she'd be ready to go again in about thirty minutes,
thirty minutes he also needed for his balls to recharge.

   "How was that babe?  Did that make you happy?"

   Sandy was fucked out and exhausted.  "Happy?  Oh god yes!  You're good,
Mr.  John, very good.  What in the hell did you do to me?"

   "I told you, I was going to fuck the hell out of you."

   "I've never had sex like that before."

   "Did you like it?"

   "What I can remember of it was fantastic."

   "Good, then maybe you'll let me fuck you again sometimes."

   She scooted around so that she could kiss him.  "Oh yes!  Oh yes.  You
can fuck me anytime mister."

   "Good!  I was planning on it."

   They kissed and hugged, basking in the after glow of great sex.  They
were both about to doze off for a short nap, when they heard the rumbling
of an idling inboard approaching.  John looked over his shoulder.  It was
the Rockford County Lake Patrol.



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