Cottage Country (4 page)

“Oh my god.” She sighed.

Brandon was firing every nerve ending in her body. Her pussy ached for his touch, but he just kept on with his slow descent. He swirled his tongue around the circumference of her nipples and then tucked his mouth underneath each breast. She had never been licked under her breast before and the sensation was surprisingly nice. When he got to her stomach he kissed a line of moist kissed straight down the middle and then teased her belly button with the tip of his tongue. He was getting closer to her hot spot and her pussy was now throbbing awaiting his touch. He knew that she was ready and he was careful not to touch her in certain spots or she would explode. When he got to the line of her small tuft of pubic hair, he lifted his head and stopped.

“No don’t stop! Please.” She begged. But Brandon moved himself to the bottom of the bed and began to lick her kneecaps. Stacey’s torso wriggled and she spread her legs even wider hoping he would take the bait and move up. But he just kept right on licking her knees and then up to her inner thighs. He could see her nectar seeping out of her pussy and he knew it was going to taste so good when he finally got there. Stacey’s inner thighs were very sensitive now and she could barely hold still while he licked and nibbled his way to the top. He found that soft spot where her leg and pussy met and he dug his tongue in deep licking its length. His hot breath was right there and she knew it was only going to be seconds before his tongue found her clit. Her body began to shake in anticipation but he kept his mouth away, only blowing gently on her.

“Holy fuck you need to eat my pussy.” She yelled. Her eyes were red and glossy and she looked possessed as she raised her head off of the pillow. Brandon couldn’t make her wait any more. He knew she was like a rabid dog and he was going to enjoy what was about to happen. He raised himself up and positioned himself on his back beside her. Her eyes were wide like a wild animal’s as she looked over at him in horror. “You are stopping?” she hissed.

“No I am not stopping. I am just beginning.” He said as he pulled her hands down and guided her up on her knees. “Straddle my face.” He instructed. And she almost came just hearing those words come out of his mouth. Stacey lifted one leg up and over his head until each of her knees was on either side of his face. “Now spread your legs and lower yourself onto my mouth.” He whispered.

Stacey groaned and spread her legs into a split position. Her entire body was over come with heat when his mouth finally made contact.

Brandon’s face was instantly covered in her liquid. He lapped at her pussy, sucking up all of her juice and pulling her very swollen clit into his mouth.  It didn’t take long for her to start grinding her hips around in circles and pressing herself down hard onto his face. His nose was squished and he could barely breath but he wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her down even harder, shaking his face back and forth across her engorged pussy.

Stacey threw her upper body down and grasped Brandon’s very erect cock in her right hand. She stroked aggressively and began to suck him really hard. She slurped and moaned intent on making him cum at the same time as her.

Brandon could feel himself ready to blow and as soon as he heard the stifled moan come from Stacey’s full mouth, he knew she was about to release and his body followed suit. Cum poured out of her cunt and filled his waiting mouth. He couldn’t lick fast enough to keep from being overwhelmed by her sexual fluids.  Stacey sucked his cock and used her hand to vigorously pump out everything he had to give. She swallowed every drop.

Stacey began to slow her hips and she let off on the pressure she was pressing on his face. Brandon kept licking though holding on tightly to her thighs. Stacey didn’t know what he was doing and she sat up straight over his face. She was immobilized by his strong arms holding onto her hips.

“What are you doing? Stop, I can’t take it.” She pleaded. But he would not let up. He licked her mercilessly and she could feel the swell of heat surrounding her hips again. “Oh my god.” She cried out. She was going to cum again.

Brandon held on and worked on Stacey’ clit bringing her to another full-blown orgasm. She bucked her hips back and forth sliding herself over his face until this time, she was really done. She collapsed on the bed beside him with her chest heaving.

“Are you fucking serious?” She said between her panting breaths. “That was insane. I have never cum twice like that before.” She announced.

Brandon lay still on his back with a huge grin on his face. “Well I am glad that I could help you experience something new.” He joked. His penis bounced with every beat of his heart, slowly deflating between his legs. He thought that Stacey was going to suck his dick right off when she was in the middle of her own orgasm pulling on him.

The pair managed to muster up enough energy to pull themselves up the bed and under the covers. Stacey tucked herself under Brandon’s arm and nuzzled her head into his manly chest. She really missed having a man to wrap her in his arms and make her feel safe. She spent her nights alone in her condo reading erotic romance novels and wearing out the batteries in her vibrator at an alarming rate. This was really much more pleasant.

Brandon loved the feeling of Stacey’s soft hair tickling his chest. He inhaled the clean smell of her shampoo as he stroked her back with his fingertips. This day certainly turned out a lot better than he had expected. The work on his cabin could definitely wait.

The sound of Max snoring downstairs lulled Stacey to sleep cuddled up in Brandon’s arms.

CHAPTER 3

The morning sun shone brightly in through the front windows of the cabin. The lake was just as Stacey remembered it. Flat as glass. Stacey looked over to the other side of the bed and all she saw was an indent in the pillow where Brandon had laid his head last night. She sat herself up and looked around for any sign of him but the cabin was silent.

She got up and pulled on her t-shirt and jeans with no under garments. She walked down stairs and found a small note lying on the counter.

             
‘Taking Max for a walk. Come over later if you aren’t busy’

A smile grew on her face as she read his words. The note proved that last night wasn’t an awesome dream. Brandon was real and she had spent a wonderful evening with him. She was sad that she was leaving the next day. It would probably be a very long time before she gets back to visit her folks again. 

Stacey took a shower and dressed herself in some comfy yoga pants, a t-shirt and flip-flops. She headed down into the kitchen and made herself some toast and a cup of tea. She took her tiny meal to the sun deck so that she could look out at the lake for a while. It was such a nostalgic feeling to stare at the same trees that she stared at twenty years before.

The sun was already warm and she knew it was going to be a beautiful day. She sipped her tea and munched on her toast while the loons called back and forth to one another. In the distance, she could hear barking and she looked over towards the trail and saw Max running her way with his long tongue flopping out the side of his mouth. He ran up the steps onto her deck and greeted her with some big wet doggy kisses.

“Good morning Max. Did you have a good sleep last night?” She asked in her best baby-talk voice. Max flopped himself down beside her chair and raised his leg for a good tummy rub. Stacey satisfied his request by giving him a long scrub on his soft belly. “Does your Daddy know you are here?”

Stacey heard a sharp whistle come from the direction of Brandon’s cabin. Max sat up at attention but didn’t go home. “You better go home Max. Your dad is calling you.” But Max just wagged his tail and stood there looking as silly as ever.  “Okay then. I’ll take you home.” Stacey began walking over towards Brandon’s place and Max followed right behind her. “Come on you silly boob.” She laughed jogging down the trail along the lakefront.

When she approached the end of the trail, Max went running out in front of her towards the cabin. Brandon was straddling a board on top of the deck fastening something in place with a drill. “Good morning!” He called out to Stacey.

“Hi there.” She waved back. “Someone was paying me a visit this morning.” She smiled.

Brandon laughed. “Yeah he has a mind of his own. Sorry about that.” He apologized.

“Don’t be sorry. He is such a love.” She smiled watching Max chasing a moth around the yard.

Brandon crawled down the ladder he had leaned against the wooden structure and walked over to Stacey. He wrapped his arms around her and leaned in for a kiss. Stacey tipped her head up and welcomed his greeting.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked.

“Oh yeah totally.” He said. “I actually haven’t slept that well in a long time.”

“I didn’t know where you had gone. I was worried you were a runner.” She joked.

“Oh don’t worry, I wouldn’t run from you.” He squeezed her in for a hug. “What are your plans today?” he asked casually.

“No plans. I was just going to read and sit around all day actually. This weekend away was geared towards complete vegetation.” She smiled. “How about you?”

“Well, it seems as though the next few years are going to be spent working while I am here.” He teased. “I have so much work to do to get this place looking good…but it can wait. Would you like to go for a walk or out in my boat?”

“Do you have an extra tool belt?” she asked matter-of-factly.

“An extra tool belt?” he snorted.

“I’ll have you know that I spent many a hours next door helping my father with various renovation projects. I know the difference between a two by four and a two by six and I know what pressure treated wood is.” She raised her eyebrows at him.

“Well then Bob Villa, be my guest.” He removed his tool belt and held it out in his hand for her.

Stacey took the belt and hooked it around her tiny waist. “So what are we doing?” she questioned.

“I was just about to screw some plywood on the top of the deck to prepare it for vinyl decking.”

“Three quarter inch or five eighths?” she asked placing her hands on her hips.

Brandon’s mouth turned into a wide grin. “Come on. I’ll show you.”

For the next several hours Stacey helped Brandon placing and screwing plywood on the surface of the deck that he had reconstructed. He handed her the pieces from the ground and she pulled them up and set them in place. Both her and Brandon were perfectionists and they made sure that each and every piece was perfectly square before they sunk a screw. The sun was hot on their skin and both of them were glistening with sweat.

“You hungry?” He asked wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Yes I am getting there. More thirsty than anything.” She replied.

Brandon went inside and brought out two cans of cola from the fridge. They both cracked them open and drank them down in seconds.

“It’s so hot today.” Brandon sighed.

“Well you did pick summer to work on your place.” She teased. “And I think it’s only going to get hotter.” She shook her head pretending to look sad.

“Well I think that we have done a lot of work for today and we need to have some fun now.” Brandon said. “Wanna go for a swim?” He asked.

Stacey hadn’t been swimming in years and she paused to remember back to when she was a kid and she would spend hours floating around on her air mattress with a snorkel and a mask and just stare at the treasures that were at the bottom of the lake.  “I would love to go swimming.” She smiled.

“Last one in is a rotten egg.” Brandon challenged.

Stacey was taken aback by his dare and it wasn’t until after he took of running towards the lake that she began sprinting to the shore.

Brandon took his t-shirt off and threw it on the ground. He kicked his shoes off and peeled each sock off leaving a trail of clothing all the way down the grass. When he reached the sandy patch he dropped his shorts and underwear and ran into the water diving under its smooth surface once it reached thigh deep.

Stacey was laughing hysterically and she stopped on the sandy shore to peel off her clothing. By this time Max had figured out what was going on and he bounded out into the water to swim with his master.  Stacey stood in her bra and panties and walked towards the lake.