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The Canoe Trip
It was a beautiful morning when we arrived at the boat launch on Friday. We left home at 4:00am and drove two and a half hours to get into the park for an early start. My Uncle Rick and I were going to spend the next four days paddling through the lakes and rivers of a remote state park. This was something we’ve done since I was 12 and learned to paddle a canoe, the annual uncle and niece canoe vacation. The trips started small, just paddling around a recreational lake at a car campground to this year’s backcountry excursion.
I had just come home a few weeks earlier from my first year at college and was already feeling the crushing lack of freedom that was living at home. You go from staying out late whenever you want, with whoever you want, to having to answer questions when you try to step out the door. I love my parents, but you can only take so much. I’ve been counting down the days to this trip.
My parents have always been more stay-at-home people. I’ve always wondered if I was adopted due to my love of being active. Climbing, hiking, and paddling, as well as random sports were part of my high school and now college life. A lot of those I learned from my Uncle Rick, an outdoorsman and constant bachelor, he made sure I learned the skills I would need to be self-sufficient in survival circumstances.
The temperature was cool, but the sky was clear and sunny. We unpacked the car, dismounted the canoe from the roof, and carried it to the dock. We placed the boat in the water and tied to the dock, I stowed our gear in the boat and while Uncle Rick parked the truck. We had the tent, sleeping bags, and clothes in one pack, wrapped in plastic if it rains, near the stern. The food and emergency supplies were in a dry canister near the bow. I secured them with ropes, checked my knots, and threw in the paddles and life jackets.
Uncle Rick returned and it was a quick stop to the washroom for each of us and then we climbed into our craft, ready for a long weekend of nature. We did put on our life jackets, mainly due to the park staff giving us the stink eye. One last check and we peeled off from the dock, I was in the bow and Uncle Rick was in the stern.
There was no wind to the water was mirror calm as we cut cleanly across the lake towards a river. I could feel the rhythm of the paddle in my hand, doing a basic ‘J’ stroke to keep the canoe in a straight line. We hadn’t spoke since we left the dock, just letting nature and the Sun fill our souls with warmth. Speaking of warm, I was starting to get hot under the light jacket and life vest. I turned to see if we were out of sight of the main dock, we were, and removed the life vest and my jacket. This was how I was hoping to spend most of this trip, in just my yellow bikini top and small shorts. I was hoping to work on my tan this weekend before I was stuck inside for my summer internship began.
“That’s better! I can finally move freely again. How goes the stern Uncle Rick?”
“Good, nice to be back on the water with you Megan. Give me a second to get my vest off too.”
I turned my head to see Uncle Rick taking of his life vest and his shirt too. For being over 40, he was rocking an impressively muscular body. He was burly and strong, he towered over me at 6’3”. His wiry brown hair was cut short. I always wondered why he couldn’t find a woman. He was a catch, and good looking, even if he was my uncle.
“Is the plan to still camp out at the lookout?” I asked.
“Yup, unless you’ve grown too weak from school to make it. I used to know a girl who was tough and strong. I wonder where she is now?” He teased.
“I’ll show you; I’ll take the first portage myself,” I said confidently, “I’ve been hitting the gym 3 days a week while at school. I could almost lift you.”
“That’d be a sight to see. You probably just go to meet guys. You’re what, 4’9” and 80 lbs?”
“I’m 5’2” and a girl never reveals her weight, Uncle Rick.”
“Drop the uncle, this weekend and just call me Rick. You’ll wind yourself saying it all. We’re just Meg and Rick, out on the water this weekend.”
“Aye Aye, Captain Rick!” this was followed by him splashing me with the paddle. I shrieked and splashed back. This was why I loved our little adventures.
It was just after noon when we hit the first portage of the trip. We took out most of the gear, loaded it on our backs and I attempted to lift the canoe from the ground onto my shoulders. The trick is to get it on your knee, place your arms so they won’t cross, and pop it up above your head, resting the yoke on your shoulders. It took a try or two, but I managed to pull it off. Rick carted the rest of the gear while I carried the boat the 500 yards to the next body of water. It took us about 20 minutes to make the journey, but I did it myself. I gently put down the canoe by the water and we stopped to have lunch.
After a quick pee break it was back in the water we went. We were making great time; we should arrive at the campsite by 4:00pm. Plenty of time to set up the tent and cook dinner before it gets dark. We just paddled along with the current, I let my long blonde hair out from its ponytail to just drift in the breeze for a while. I leaned back from the seat, stretching out across the yoke and looked at Rick upside down.
“What are you doing? Tired already?” he teased.
“No, just making sure I get full tan coverage across my whole body. Don’t want any uneven tan lines.”
“No, I suppose not. What would happen to the world if you were slightly darker on one side than the other.” As he said that, I could see him, even behind his sunglasses, taking in the sight of my body, and looking down the front of my bikini. It felt a little weird to be getting checked out by a family member, but I can’t help but admit to checking him out when I was younger. He was my first crush until I got old enough to know it was wrong.
After a few more hours of paddling, we made it to the first paddle up camp site. These are sites that can only be accessed via boat, so they are pretty secluded from other people. No cars, no trails, and no visitors. We disembarked and dragged the canoe onto the shore. I tied it to a nearby tree just to be safe, we didn’t want it drifting away at night. Rick started unpacking the camping gear. He set up the tent, laid out the sleeping bags, and gathered wood for a campfire. We were lucky, it had been a pretty damp spring so there wasn’t a fire ban yet.
I started the camp stove and started boiling water to cook the pasta we brought. Nothing like camp pasta, it’s too hard or too soft, it’s bland, and it’s still delicious after a hard day’s work. We ate all that I cooked and cleaned the dishes in the water. Uncle Rick said he had to use the little boy’s room and wandered into the forest, I decided to do a quick walk around the shore to see if there was anything cool to explore before it got dark. I turned a corner and caught Uncle Rick taking a piss, I could see his massive penis clearly as Rick was just letting it spray anywhere. I couldn’t believe the size of it deflated. I started to wonder what it would look like hard and that got my mind racing. I saw him finish, give it a shake, and tuck it back in his pants. Luckily, he hadn’t seen me, so I just kept looking around.
When I got back the sun was just starting to set below the horizon. Uncle Rick stacked the wood he had gathered earlier and tried to get a fire going. It would light, smoke a bit, then fizz out. I got down on my knees to help. He would light some kindling and I would gently blow to provide more oxygen to the flame to help dry out the wood so it would catch. Each time I would lean in to blow on the embers I could see my uncle looking at my chest. I must admit, I do have a pretty rocking set of breasts. 32C’s, nice and perky, with suckable nipples, as a boyfriend once told me.
The fire finally caught, and we sat around watching the flames roar, talking about life and other random things. That’s the joy in being in nature with someone you’re comfortable with.
“How are the boys at your school, you must be breaking hearts over there.”
“They’re fine, dated a few this year but nothing lasted longer than a month.”
“If any of them treat you wrong, you know where to find me and I’ll pay them a visit.”
“Thanks, but I usually ended it, I just wasn’t feeling it with them. What about you? Ladies must be pounding on your door.”
“A couple,” he chuckled, “but what’s the fun if they’re just giving it away. Besides, like you, I just wasn’t feeling it. I want to find someone special that shares my love of all this stuff,” he said, pointing to everything around us. He leaned in and put his arm around me, I rested my head against his chest. We stayed like that until the fire started to die out, then it was time for bed. I changed first, stripping and putting on a tight white tank top and a pair of panties before crawling into my sleeping bag. Uncle Rick then climbed into his and took off his shorts. We said goodnight and fell asleep.
*******
I awoke the next morning to the smell of coffee and pancakes, my favorite way to wake up. I climbed out of bed and left the tent in search of caffeine and sugar. Sitting on a log, I was handed a hot mug and a plate of food which I wolfed down.
“Easy there darling, try chewing. How do you keep so thin eating like that?” He smiled at me and then did a once over on my body. I looked down and I guess my top was a little thinner than I thought. My nipples were visible through the material and poking out. Well, nothing wrong with doing a little teasing, I figured. I could see a little of the effects in his shorts as they began to rise a bit. We finished eating and polished off the coffee, I decided to put on my bikini and clean off in the water. It was cool and refreshing taking that quick swim. I brought some biodegradable shampoo and soap and washed myself as much as possible. I was outdoors but I didn’t want to smell like it. I ran my soapy hands all over my skin and inside my suit, running a quick finger down my slit. As I was soaping up, I saw my uncle watching me from the shore. I waved at him, inviting him to join me but he declined.
I got out of the water and found Rick had packed up the rest of camp and stored it in the canoe. We were just about ready to cast off when I asked if we should put sunscreen on. Uncle Rick agreed so I helped apply some to his back, running my hands along his strong back, up his muscular arms, and around the back of his legs. Then it was my turn, he started at my shoulders, then slowly did small circles along my back, going along the inside of my ribcage, he slightly grazed the side of my breasts before moving lower to the bottom of my swimsuit. His fingers lightly touched underneath the lining of the material touching my ass and my inner thighs. I would be lying if I said I didn’t get turned on by that.
Now we were sun resistant, we headed out onto the water. It was a nice but cool day, there was a bit of cloud cover rolling in which could be a problem, but the wind was low and current with us. Throughout the day, we bantered and bickered about all kinds of things. What music we were listening to, future plans, and ideas for next year. The day was flying by until about an hour’s paddle from the next campsite, the weather started to turn. The wind picked up and the skies darkened. We attempted to beat the storm to the site but failed. The clouds opened up and the rain came pouring down. We finally made it the campsite soaked and cold.
“I’ll set up the tent and you grab bag with the sleeping gear. We’ll make food in the tent tonight.” Said Rick.
“Ok, I’ll grab everything once I can toss it in the tent.”
Rick had the main frame up in minutes. I grabbed the gear bag but discovered a problem. It wasn’t sealed properly and almost everything was soaked. I still brought it to the tent and sorted through it. All the clothes were soaked so I just wore my bikini and Rick had on shorts, they seemed like the fastest things to dry out. One of the sleeping bags was also soaked. The other one was at the bottom and only got damp. I went back out and grabbed the food canister which is fully waterproof so at least we won’t starve.
I fired up the little camp stove and made us some warm ready-made meals. You just had to add boiled water. They were ok tasting and helped warm us up a bit. We hoped the rain would stop so we could put our stuff out to dry but it just kept raining. The wind was whipping across the water, making the tent shake and increasing our cold. We finally gave up and had to decide what to do.
“Why don’t you take the sleeping bag honey, I’ll go without one.”
“No way, you’ll get sick doing that. Can we both fit in it?”
“Together? Maybe, but it would be a tight fit. Although, we would both be warmer with body heat.”
“I think it’s our best option right now. Be uncomfortable or freeze.”
So, we both attempted to squeeze into the single bag. Rick was on the bottom, and I was somewhat on top of him, my legs straddling him and my head on his chest. I reached over and zipped us up. It was certainly tight, but we were warm. It felt like being an overstuffed soft taco, everything ready to explode out at any minute.
It was probably close to 10:00pm when I felt something rubbing up against my thighs. I wasn’t sure if it was a hand or what. I wiggled around a bit, and it hit the crotch of my suit. Suddenly I knew what it was. My uncle was sporting a massive boner right up against me. Worst thing now was any movement caused it to rub against my vagina. It was starting to turn me on, being this close to a guy and something hitting out in the right spot just triggers it.
“Why are you moving Meg?”
“Uh sorry, just trying to get comfortable.”
“Ok, I know this is awkward, but it can’t be helped.”
“I know, it’s just….um, you have a problem down there.”
“I’m sorry, please just ignore it. Moving is making it worse.”
“Well, what can we do about it?”
“Nothing, this is embarrassing enough being turned on by my teenage niece.”
“Awww, thanks Uncle Rick but I can’t sleep like this. Give me a second.”
I unzipped the bag partway and gave myself room to move off my uncle to the side of the bag. I was getting cold again, but I needed space. I moved my right hand over his stomach and down into his shorts.
“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, panicked.
“Helping us both out, this didn’t happen, ok?” I began stroking his enormous cock. It had to be 8 inches long and fairly thick too. It put all my other boyfriends to shame. It was difficult to get rhythm going with the shorts in the way, so I pulled them down and off.
“Please don’t do this, this isn’t right.”
“But is it working, or do I need to do more?”
“Do more? What does that even mean?”
“It means this,” and I removed my bikini top, showing my uncle my unobstructed tits for the first time, “does that help too?”
“Oh God, they are amazing, Meg but we shouldn’t be doing this.”
I kept stroking, I was really wet now though, and not from the rain, I don’t know why this was turning me on so much. I used my other hand to untie the sides of my bikini bottoms and started rubbing myself. My uncle could see me pleasure myself with one hand and stroking him with the other.
I did realize a problem with my plan, if he cums it will soak the bag, I unzipped the rest of the bag and crawled out, I then opened the bag up so I could see his throbbing penis. There was only one thing to do. I moved down and put as much of it in my mouth as I could. It stretched my lips wide as I bobbed my head up and down, careful not to use my teeth. Rick moaned when I enveloped his member with my mouth.
“Meg, oh my god, please. I’m going to cum soon.”
I bobbed my head faster and used my tongue to tease the head of his cock. My other hand was still slipping in and out of my soaking pussy. Finally, I felt him tense up and I knew what to expect. I felt his hot seed flood in the inside of my mouth, a lot of it. I swallowed as much as I could, but his dick took up a lot of room and I don’t think anyone has cum that much with me before. A few drips leaked out the sides of my mouth. He finished cumming just as my fingers brought me off, I pulled my mouth off his cock and moaned loudly, my body shaking from the cold and the orgasm.
I looked up at my uncle, he could see the little drips of his cum on my lips and my eyes glazed over from my orgasm. He reached down, pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the lips. I opened my mouth to accept his tongue. I’m sure he could taste himself, but he didn’t seem to care. As the sexual bliss wore off though, I started shivering.
“Quick, get back inside the sleeping bag.” He said, I climbed back to the original position and zipped us back in. This time though, we were both naked. We fell asleep in each others’ arms.
*******
We both woke up in the morning together, it’s kind of hard not to when you are smashed together. We were both still naked and Uncle Rick was hard again, I could feel it pressed up near my vagina opening. Rick quickly reached over and unzipped the bag, sliding out from under me. He opened the tent and was gone. I picked up my discarded bikini and headed outside.
The sun was out again, and it was warm. I started taking all the wet items from the tent and hanging them up around the area to dry. After everything was hanging, I walked down to the water and saw Uncle Rick masturbating.
“Want a hand?” I asked, waving at him. I was still completely naked. I never bothered to put on the bikini.
“No thank you, please put something on.”
“Ok, fine.” I walked back and put on my clothes and started breakfast. Coffee, toast, and beans with bacon. Uncle finally returned, his penis returned to normal. He put on his shorts and grabbed some food. Breakfast was pretty quiet; we didn’t really talk about anything other than what to do that day. I was kind of worried we ruined our relationship, but it could just be temporary awkwardness.
We left later than usual this day, mainly to try to dry stuff out. The goal was to paddle hard to the final campsite to get more time to hang things up. We barely slowed down the entire day. We ate lunch in the canoe and portaged by just carrying the whole thing together. Just lifted it out of the water, grabbed an end and hoofed it.
When we got to the final lake before the campsite, Uncle Rick decided to address the elephant in the room.
“So, we should talk about last night.”
“What about it? It was an awkward situation, it happened and it’s over.” I said.
“But what must you think of me? I’m some kind of pervert.”
“I love you like I always have. I did it because I love you and it needed to be done. I don’t regret it at all. If it happened again, I would do the same.”
“Thank you, Megan. That makes me feel better.”
“Whatever happens on this trip stays between us and the trees, ok?”
“Ok.”
We reached the final campsite and got everything set up to dry. Things were returning to normal again. We laughed and joked, I made dinner, and we ate whatever we had left. Rick gathered wood for a fire but most of it was too wet to burn. As night rolled in, the skies cleared, and we gazed up at the stars. I put my head on his shoulder, and he had his arm around me. Just like it should be.
“Should we get ready to turn in?” he asked.
“No, not yet. It’s our last night together, let’s stay up and go for a night swim.”
“Ok, sure.” He turned around for a second to look at the water, when he turned back, he saw me untying my top.
“What are you doing?”
“Skinny dipping, of course!” I joked, “It’s not like we haven’t seen it all at this point.”
“But what about moving on from last night?”
“I have moved on, like I said I have no regrets,” I said as I pulled down my bottoms. I turned to face him, he could see my tits and smooth pussy in the moonlight. “Come on, join me.”
He looked unsure what to do, but I could see his shorts making the decision for him. I heard him swear under his breath before hooking his thumbs into the waistband and pulling them down. His hard dick standing at attention. He ran into the water and joined me.
“See, isn’t this fun Rick?”
“It is, you know you look beautiful in the moonlight?”
“Thank you. You look pretty good yourself.” We swam together and hugged, I could feel my tits crush into his chest and his penis against my stomach. As we waded in the water, I brought his head close and kissed him. He briefly pulled away, as if uncertain how to proceed, before wrapping his arms around me and kissing me deeply. I guess he made up his mind. As we made out, he slowly led us out of the water. He then picked me up and carried me into the tent and laid me down. We resumed making out, but his hands started venturing over my body. They touched everything they could find. My breasts, my ass, and my thighs. I spread my legs allowing him access to my throbbing pussy. His fingers slipped down and brushed against my clit before inserting two fingers in me. I was so aroused at this point, my body started to shake. I moaned as he caressed the inside of my canal. He brought his head down and sucked on one of my nipples. Then moved over to the next one, I was in heaven. I reached over to stroke him, but he just said not yet.
He continued to pleasure my tits with his mouth until he started moving lower on me. He kissed my stomach, my navel, and my thighs, which I parted for him. He was now staring at my shaved pussy, inches from his face. I heard him take a breath, inhaling my musky scent before I felt his tongue touch my most intimate areas. I was on cloud nine, he knew what he was doing. It moved up and down, flicking my clitoris and then dipping down by my asshole. At points he would insert his tongue as deep as he could into me. I was on the brink of a massive orgasm when I felt him latch on to my clit and start sucking.
I came right then; my juices were running down into my butt crack and Rick just lapped it all up. When I was done, I pulled him up and kissed him hard. I could taste myself on his lips, but I didn’t care. I wanted him right then and there.
I could feel his hard penis against my skin. I opened my legs more, moved him back and lined him up to enter me.
“Are you sure about this, Meg?”
“As sure as anything in my life Rick. I love you, and I’m giving myself to you.”
“I love you too, Meg.” He said as I felt his push the head of his penis into me.
It was very thick; I could feel him stretching me out. He slowly kept pushing forward, inch by tantalising inch. I have never felt so full before and he wasn’t even fully in yet. It felt like an eternity, but he finally had all eight inches in me. It felt like someone stuffed a log in me, and I loved it. He pulled out part way before pushing back in. As he slowly picked up a rhythm, I kissed him again. A look of love was on his face before he buried it back into my breasts.
I wrapped my legs around his back as he thrust into me. It was incredible, like lightning striking every nerve in my body. I started cumming again. My body was on fire, I was pushing back into him while he thrust into me. I wanted him to fuck me like an animal.
I moved my legs up onto his shoulders and just said “Fuck me hard, Uncle Rick!” His eyes lit up and he pulled out almost all the way before slamming down deep inside me. I felt it hit the opening of my cervix. He pulled out and slammed into me again.
“Is that what you wanted, my sexy niece?”
“Yeah, pound me. I’ve wanted this for years; now I finally get it.”
“I’ve wanted you too, I’ve always loved you. More than just family.”
“Then show me how much you love me, Rick.”
He picked up the pace dramatically. I knew he was getting close; I could feel his massive cock throbbing inside me. I was close again too.
“I’m going to cum!” He shouted.
“Then cum in me! Give me all your love inside me!”
He thrusted hard and deep inside of me, right against my cervix opening. I felt his body tense, then a warm sensation ran through me. I knew he was filling me with his seed. That thought caused me to have a massive orgasm. I shouted out and shook violently. It was the best orgasm I ever had. I still had his cock inside me as I drifted off to sleep. The feeling of hot cum leaking from my pussy.
*******
We finally stirred early on our last morning together. At some point we had separated but we were still sleeping in each others’ arms. I have never felt so safe and comforted, I could have stayed like that forever. But hunger and nature were calling, so I had to get up and get on with the day. I looked at Uncle Rick, he just looked back at me. I put my hand on his face, leaned over and kissed him softly.
“Good morning lover.”
“Good morning to you, Meg.”
“We need to get up, but I don’t want to.”
“I know sweetheart, but we have to get back home today.”
I reluctantly got up and left the tent, but I didn’t put anything on. I had nothing to hide anymore. I started some water to boil for the coffee before wandering off to pee somewhere. It’s pretty easy to do when you aren’t worried about clothes, must be close to what having a penis would be like. I just walked to a tree, spread my legs, and let it rain down. I didn’t even get any on me. After I did a quick inspection of my pussy and saw some dried cum around my hole and flecks near my butt. I should probably wash up soon.
I returned to camp, Rick had finished the coffee and brought out some muffins to eat. He saw that I was still naked and stripped off his shorts to join in. We took down the tent and cleaned up the site before I suggested washing in the water. We frolicked and played, enjoying the freedom of now being fully open with our feelings for each other. There was some playful touching, fingers sliding along and into different parts of the body. There was something on my mind though as we got out to dry off.
“What happens to us when we get home?” I asked, “Do we go back to how we were?”
“I don’t know, Megan. I honestly don’t. I don’t want to, but we can’t really be a couple either.”
“I know. We’ll have to figure somethings out, I guess.”
“We will, but I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t, I’ve loved you since I was twelve, and we still have today.” I smiled and then jumped on top of him.
We started kissing, my hands finding his rapidly increasing cock, stroking it to hardness. His hands went between my legs as his mouth attacked my tits. When we were both worked up, I slid down and impaled myself on his giant member.
“Oh fuck, you like fucking my young pussy, Uncle?” I started gyrating my hips while riding his meat.
“You have the best pussy in the world, my sexy niece.”
“You have the best cock I’ve ever had! It fills me up and stretches me out.”
“How many cocks have you had?”
“Seven, counting you. Yours is the biggest and thickest.”
“You little slut! Your pussy is mine now!” He said, as he started slamming up into me. I could feel him bottoming out in me again, I was going to be bruised after this trip, but I didn’t care.
“It is, I am yours. Fuck me hard and cum in me! I am your cum dump.”
“You like being cummed in my slutty niece?”
“You’re the first and you can cum in me anytime you want.” I was breathing hard now. I was bouncing up and down on his cock while he slammed up into me from underneath. My big tits were bobbing up and down in front of his face. He would bring his hands up and play with my tits and nipples.
I leaned back and grabbed onto his calves as I pumped up and down on his rod. One of his hands moved down and started rubbing my clit. The sudden intense sensation pushed me over the edge, and I came on his cock. I slammed down deep and just gyrated my hips and my body shook from the feeling.
“We aren’t done yet; I haven’t filled you yet. Get on your hands and knees, Meg.” I did as I was told, listening to my elders. He got behind me and slammed hard back inside me. I was shoved forward, my face hit the dirt as he roughly fucked me. I loved it, moaning wildly.
“Oh fuck, that feels so good! Fuck me harder!”
“You want harder? Ok.” He grabbed my hips with one hand and slapped my ass hard with the other. I yelped in pain and shock. “I like your pink little asshole, Meg.”
“I’ve never let anyone in there before, I think you’d rip me apart but maybe someday.” He continued jack hamming into me. My pussy was throbbing and ready to cum again but so was my uncle.
“I’m going to cum deep inside you, my little slut!”
“Do it, I love you Uncle Rick!” He smashed his dick as deep as it would go, and I could feel it jerking and spurting inside me. That triggered my final orgasm as my pussy clamped down on his cock, milking as much of it from him as it could. We stayed like that for a minute, catching our breath before he pulled out of me with a pop. Cum rushed out of my gaping hole and onto the ground.
“Now that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. My cum leaking out of your stretched out pussy. I wish I could take a picture of it.”
“Go for it! I want you to remember today until we can do it again.”
He got his phone and snapped a few shots and showed me. My pussy was so red and battered, my hole was still wide open and cum was oozing out all over the place. I turned over and sat down but kept my legs spread. Taking my fingers, I dipped them into our combined fluids and stuck them into my mouth while looking him directly in the eyes. I liked how we tasted together.
“Jesus Meg! Now that was something to see.”
“Wait till I do this.” I reached towards him and pulled his softening and slimy dick into my mouth to clean him off. I bobbed my head and sucked, licking all our juices off him. To my surprise he started to get hard again, so I just kept going. He put his hands on my head and fucked my face. I just kept my head straight and took it as deep as I could, almost the back of my throat. He must still have been sensitive from fucking because he didn’t take long to get close. I opened my throat as much as possible and he shoved forward, lodging his cock as deep as it would go. It erupted hot jizz directly down my throat and I just swallowed hoping not to drown in cum.
Finally, we both settled down from all the sexual activities. We reluctantly got put our clothes on and loaded up the canoe. We pushed off and headed for the dock we started at couple of miles.
“I’m sorry if I got carried away back there, sweetheart. I don’t know what came over me.”
“I think I came over you, and you came in me,” I joked, “it’s ok, I think we both needed a sexual pressure relief.”
“Alright, I’m glad you are ok. We are almost back.”
“I know, back to the real world.” I said with sadness.
“Yes, indeed.”
We arrived back where we started. Rick got the truck, we loaded everything up and headed back home. We didn’t know what would become of our new relationship going forward, and what it all meant. But, as we hit the highway, I knew we were closer now than ever. Especially, as he drove, I reached into his lap, unzipped his shorts, and stuck my mouth on his cock. I also knew our trip next year was going to be for a full week, at least.