Lake Serenade Secrets

The summer of 1985 found me and my wife vacationing at her grandparents’ lakeside home in Texas. The sheer peace of the place was remarkable; the gentle breeze whispering through the trees, the rhythmic lapping of waves against the shore – it was a perfect escape. We’d created countless happy memories there over the years, and this visit felt particularly special.

One particularly sweltering mid-week afternoon, we decided to take the boat out for a leisurely cruise around the lake. The water was exceptionally clear, revealing the sandy bottom and the scattered rocks beneath. There were surprisingly few other boats on the water, which made the experience all the more intimate. As we cruised along, my wife, Sarah, stretched out on the deck, soaking up the warm sun. Her black two-piece swimsuit clung to her tanned and athletic figure. The way the light caught the curve of her breasts as they bounced gently with the motion of the boat was utterly captivating. I found myself constantly distracted, admiring her beauty, especially the way her bikini bottoms barely covered her hoo-hoo, leaving it tantalizingly exposed. It was clear she was enjoying herself immensely.

A few miles from the shore, we discovered a small island in the center of the lake, one that my father-in-law had mentioned to me in the past. The island was roughly 150 yards long and 100 yards wide, densely covered in trees. On its back side, nestled in a secluded cove, was a small sandy beach and deeper water. Perfect for a refreshing swim. Without hesitation, I beached the boat, secured it with a rope to a nearby tree, and then joined Sarah, eager to explore.

As we approached the mouth of the little cove, I noticed a small sandy area nestled in the back, dropping off into deeper water. It was an idyllic spot for a dip. I helped Sarah gather her belongings, certain that the boat wouldn’t drift away while we were enjoying the water. When she was ready, I jumped back into the boat to assist her before we set off for a swim.

As I eased into the boat, I couldn’t help but notice Sarah bent over in the back, searching for something beneath one of the seats. Her focus was intense, and I felt an undeniable surge of desire. Abandoning my task, and a bit flustered, she stood up and pulled the seat away. With her back to me, I placed my hand on her shoulder and wrapped my arms around her waist, leaning in for a passionate kiss on the nape of her neck. Initially startled, she pulled away slightly, looking around nervously. “Honey, someone might see us,” I assured her, but there was no one in sight. As she relaxed a little more, she turned to face me, her arms wrapping around my neck in a sweet embrace. “You’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, aren’t you?”

I pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. Feeling the firm bulge of her backside against my body, she giggled, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. “I guess that answered that question! We’d better be quick about it, though.” Her obvious arousal fueled my own lust, and we wasted no time. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my neck, before moving lower, licking and sucking my nipples with fervent intensity. I reveled in the pleasure, knowing just how much I loved those sensations. She continued her exploration, her kisses growing more insistent, edging closer and closer to the waistband of my swim trunks. With a playful smirk, she lowered herself onto her knees and lightly bit through my trunks, exposing my cock. As she admired my hard-on, she reached inside the waistband and pulled out the drawstring. A knowing smile played on her lips as she untied it, pulling my trunks down to reveal my fully erected member.

In an instant, my cock was exposed, diving board rigid with anticipation. With one hand gently caressing its shaft and the other holding my balls, I watched as she ran her tongue around the head, savoring every inch. She loved me hard and fast, taking me rapidly in and out of her mouth. The feeling was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that left me breathless.

I ran my fingers through her hair while she continued to suck me, lost in the moment. “Honey, you’re incredible, I love you. You can’t believe how good you make me feel,” I whispered, my voice filled with adoration. Looking around, I realized that we were completely alone, enjoying a private paradise in the middle of the lake. It couldn’t get any better than this, I thought, basking in the warmth of the sun and the intoxicating pleasure of our shared passion.

Desiring to reciprocate her affection, I reached behind her and secured her head in my hands, before withdrawing from her loving lips. The cool breeze against my wet cock was a welcome relief from the heat of her mouth. I took her hand as she rose to her feet, escorting her to the front of the boat. Behind her, I kissed her again on the back of the neck, nibbling on her ears. She responded with an approving moan, reaching back to grab my rod as we embraced.

As her bikini top fell to the floor, I reached around her and placed a hand on each breast, marveling at their warmth and wetness. The cool breeze caused her nipples to harden instantly. I massaged the undersides, pressing slightly upward while continuing to kiss her neck. She pressed back against me, grinding her hips against my erection, stroking it occasionally. I pried it from her grasp and slid it between her thighs from behind, pressing it firmly against her lady lips through her bikini bottoms. The heat radiating from within her was undeniable, a testament to the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

I turned her around and dropped to my knees in front of her before peeling her tiny bikini bottoms down completely. I kissed and caressed the exposed tan lines, leading to her passion place, before placing her right foot on the boat seat so I could continue our intimate encounter. Eager for my tongue, I could feel both of her hands on the back of my head and in my hair as she pulled me into her. Now fully experiencing what she had desired, she rocked into me as I hastily devoured her. She was syrupy wet and ready to be taken. Her moans confirmed that the clitoral loving she was receiving was “spot on.”

Playfully pulling me away by her hair, she lustily declared, “Come on baby, I’m ready to do it. I want that hard cock of yours.” As I stood up, she immediately turned around and got on her elbows and knees on the front boat seat. “Let’s do it this way,” she said. “You’d like it this way, right?”

I nodded enthusiastically, eager to continue our passionate exchange. I centered myself behind her and quickly found her wetness. Not fully entering her, we played with some shallow strokes. I stood motionless as she gently rocked back and forth on the front half of my rod occasionally moving her hips in a circular motion to feel my hardness press against the velvety walls of her love place. She managed to work for her hand back between our legs and began to massage my balls while we moved. The pleasure was memorably satisfying to us both.

After a bit longer, she signaled that she was ready to ratchet the intensity up by beginning to rock back and forth on my swollen erection. I joined her and began to gradually increase the speed and depth of my thrusting. We both were beginning to pant and sweat as we made love in the warm sunshine. “Oh my gosh, you’re incredible, I love you so much,” I told her, my voice filled with adoration.

Looking around, I realized that we were still completely alone, lost in our shared pleasure. It couldn’t get any better than this, I thought, soaking in the warmth of the sun and the intoxicating sensation of our lovemaking.

Desiring to continue the intense pleasure, I reached for her, gently pulling her closer, and placed a hand on each breast. They were incredibly warm and wet from the exertion, and the cool breeze caused her nipples to harden instantly. I massaged the undersides, pressing slightly upward while continuing to kiss her neck. She pressed back against me, grinding her hips against my erection, stroking it occasionally. I pried it from her grasp and slid it between her thighs from behind, pressing it firmly against her lady lips through her bikini bottoms. The heat radiating from within her was undeniable, a testament to the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

Lost in the moment, I continued my assault, taking her deep inside me while she reached out and grabbed my hair, pulling me closer. Her moans grew louder, a symphony of pleasure that filled the air. As I stood there, completely immersed in our passionate encounter, I realized that this was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced. It was pure bliss, an escape from reality, a moment of perfect intimacy.

Finally, as we reached the climax, she let loose with a satisfying “Aaahhhhh,” her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. The reverberations were palpable, a testament to the incredible pleasure she had experienced. After her body quietened, with her face still against the boat seat, “Oh my gosh, that was so incredibly intense, I’m wilted,” she shared. “I’m just going to lay here for a bit longer. You don’t have to worry; you’ll be glad you did, trust me.”

Like I’m going to complain, standing there balls deep in my beautiful wife while she’s basking in the afterglow of a tremendous orgasm. “Take your time. I’m just enjoying the view.” She quickly rose to her feet, her body still radiating heat, and we continued our lovemaking until we were both completely exhausted. Our bodies intertwined, we slipped out of the boat and into the cool water for some very refreshing skinny dipping.

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