Chapter 9 – Carol’s Cabin
Ashely slept hard. She didn’t realize how tired she was until she woke up in Greg’s sun bathed bedroom the next morning. She felt rested, but a little sore. That was easily the most sex she had ever had in a 24 hour period. But she felt happy and turned her head to an empty bed. She felt a twinge of disappointment, hoping her lover would be next to her.
Se smiled as she watched him walk out of the bathroom. He looked good naked. Yes, he was older. But fit. He took care of his body and it showed. He was lean. Unlike her husband who was more muscular.
Greg made eye contact with her and slid back into bed. He pulled her against him. Spooning her. Kissing her neck and his hands holding her tight. “Good morning…” she returned the greeting with a sigh. Feeling the now familiar and welcome erection pressing against her.
“Are you going to tell me where we are going?” She asks rocking her hips a little pressing back into him. His cock rubs between her ass cheeks. He nuzzles her neck as he shakes his head. “I think I’ll keep it a surprise.” She can feel his breath on her neck as he talks. It tickles a little. “But I’m pretty sure you’re going to love it.”
He kisses her neck again. His hand that was laid gently on her hip slides between her legs. He feels his two fingers spread her labia just as she feels his cock press against her. She didn’t realize she was wet until he enters her easily. His fingers stay gently rubbing her as he starts to gently fuck her. Sliding in and out at a slow steady rhythm.
It was different than the night before. Any of the times. This is gentle. Lazy. Intimate in a new way for Ashely. It feels foreign yet incredibly familiar at the same time. It’s lazy, but she can tell it isn’t going to last long. It feels more like a hug between friends than passionate love making. A mutual consensus of their care for each other. Their collective agreement at pleasuring each other.
They cum quickly. Together. Greg holding her close to him the whole time. And for a few minutes after. She kisses him gently. They make out. His cock still inside of her. His cum starting to leak out around him. They kiss like they haven’t really kissed before. Taking their time. No agenda.
They showed together, then pack up. After stopping for coffee they are on the road. The tone of the trip was set early. Before they left the house. When Greg insisted that Ashely wear her sundress with no bra or panties. She felt a new excitement as they waited in line at the coffee shop. Little breezes as people walked past her felt different on her bare underside.
The sky was blue and the air was warm. A perfect late summer day. They sat in a little traffic as they left the city. Greg had a pretty new pick up truck. A high end model. Leather seats. Comfortable so sitting in traffic wasn’t so bad. They listened to music as they inched along in Friday morning rush hour, but soon they were on a highway headed toward the mountains.
This highway had less cars than in the city. But they were still passing a steady stream of cars as Greg sped down the left most lane. “I think you should take your boobs out.” Greg says smirking. Ashely, looks a little shocked. But listens. Slipping the straps off her shoulder and pulling down the top of the dress. Her perfectly perky pale breasts on display. Greg pushes his foot down. Pulling up beside a semi truck. Slowing as they reached even with the cab.
The driver does a gentle double take. Trying to keep his eyes on the road, but also getting a good view of Ashely. As Greg pulls away after a few seconds. The driver waves his appreciation. Ashely feels a similar rush of excitement that she felt reading comments about her online. She feels sexy. Empowered. “Pull up next to that sports car…” she says pointing at the car a few lanes over. Greg smiles happy to know Ashely is instantly enjoying his game.
A woman is driving the next car with a man in the passenger seat. She doesn’t notice at first. But the man does. He stares at Ashley. Glancing at his partner nervously. He gets a good look then smiles at Ashely. Making eye contact. Greg pulls away. For next 30 minutes they pick and choose which cars to pass. Ashely getting more and more turned on.
Ashley had heard about road head growing up. She always thought it was just a stupid joke between teenagers. A thing people talked about but no one ever did. It just made sense in this context. And she felt her mouth watering. Her body signaling physiologically how much she wanted to suck Greg’s cock in this moment.
She unclipped her seatbelt. “Drive safe.” She tells him as she pulls out his cock and starts to blow him. Greg groans but doesn’t seem surprised. The angle for Ashely is a little tough. But she makes it work. She is on her knees on the passenger seat. Draping over the center console of Greg’s truck. Her mouth sliding over the first third of Greg. He reaches over. Pulling her dress up over her ass. Her bare ass cheeks and pussy displayed out the window.
She gets the now all too familiar feeling of being on display. The welcome feeling. But still not any less exciting. She can’t see them but she can hear the cars passing as they drive. Greg keeps a running commentary going of the various people peering into their window to look at her. Dads driving family vans. More truckers. A car with what looked like college frat bros that tried to keep pace with them for 5 miles or so before they had to exit. Enjoying the show. Taking a few pictures. At least that is what Greg told her.
After a while Greg pulled her up. “I don’t want to cum while I’m driving.” He said simply and took the next exit. He parked next to the on ramp sign on frontage road to the highway. “Come over here.” He orders her as he puts the truck into park. She does. Walking around the front of the truck her still bare breasts bouncing. He leaned back against the seat the front door open. His cock erect and standing at attention.
Ashely knew what to do. She squared on the gravel next to the highway and starting sucking Greg with passion. Getting a little sloppy as she knew he was already close. Taking his full length. She could hear cars passing as they did this in the open. She didn’t care. She liked it. Liked showing off. The danger and taboo of it adding an extra layer of excitement. Greg came and she swallowed it all. Smiling as she got back into the truck. Feeling proud, happy and sexy.
They got back on the road Ashely, covering back up as they turned off the highway and headed out on a two lane road into the woods. The trees thick around the passage making it darker than they knew it to be outside.
Greg pulled off onto a gravel road and kept driving. No directions. He knew where he was going. Had been to their destination before. Greg slowed as they rounded the last bend. The road ending at a modern looking log cabin. It was two story. Big windows. A deck that wrapped around the whole building on the second floor. Ashely could see the sparkling reflection of a mountain stream flowing behind it. An idyllic mountain get away.
“This is my friend Carol’s Cabin…” Greg says parking the truck, “and there she is.” Ashely watched as a middle aged woman walked down the stairs off the deck. She was close to Greg’s age. She was topless. Her skin was glistening a little. It seemed like she had been sitting out in the sun. She had beautiful olive colored skin. Her breasts had not tan lines. The color of her arms and chest flowing into the large tits hanging off her body. They were at least twice as big as Ashely’s. Sagging a little. She was curvier than Ashely but incredibly beautiful. She emanated sexual confidence in a way Ashely had never seen from another woman. She had a colorful sarong draped around her hips.
Greg and Carol embraced. Hugging each other then giving each other a kiss on the lips. Ashely felt immediate jealously. It was reaction. She knew it wasn’t fair. But she still felt it. She tried to bury it as Carol walked over to her. “You must be Ashely. Welcome.” She said warmly. Almost motherly as she pulled Ashely into a tight embrace. “Come I made lunch!”
They ate and settled in. Ashely didn’t say much. Just watching as Carol and Greg caught up. It turns out the started dating in college. Stayed friends. Friends with benefits Ashely guessed by their easy repartee and often physical connection. Gentle touches here and there. But Ashely noticed. It was obvious to her they were still intimate at some level. She felt a little disappointed. Having thought she would get a weekend with Greg. Lots of sex and alone time. But she also trusted her sexual mentor. He wouldn’t have brought her here unless he had a plan.
Carol offered to give Ashely a tour of the property while Greg unloaded the truck. Carol still hadn’t put on a shirt. Waking topless around the house. Showing off the living room, kitchen, then the hot tub over looking the River. The outdoor shower. The various lounge chairs to enjoy the outdoor space. She took Ashely’s hand and led her away from the cabin down a dusty path between some birch trees. Her dark hair shimmered in the sunlight as they walked. Carol asked her questions about her life and Ashely become more and more comfortable. They walked along the gentle flat path for about 15 minutes before a structure came into view. It was in the middle of a grassy meadow. A view of the closet mountain peak visible through the trees.
As Ashely approached the structure she realized it was a massive four poster bed. Lace and fresh flowers decorating the outline. It was well made. Lots of pillows. Soft looking comforter and sheets. It was huge. The mattress was a square. It looked like 4 king beds pushed together. “Greg helped me build this a few years ago. It’s my own little fairy oasis in the trees.” She crawled on the bed. Somehow with her on it it made it look even bigger. Somehow with Carol’s slight hippy vibe this made a weird type of magical sense. It was fantastical and a little silly but Ashely liked it.
“I keep the sheets and stuff in a little shed over there. But I made it up this morning so I could show you.” She patted the bed next to her and Ashely climbed up next to her.
“Greg is my oldest friend. I love him. More than probably anyone in this world. He has been keeping me up on the two of you….” She trailed off. “He likes you a lot.” She reaches her hand across and interlaces it with Ashely’s. “He wanted to bring you here because there are things… things he can’t show you.” Her hand slides out of Ashely and gently touches her inner thigh. “Are you open to that?” Ashely feels Carol lean toward her. She nods slowly. Realization dawning. Not exactly sure how to feel. But going with it. She hasn’t been disappointed yet by trying new things recently.
Carol kisses her. She gracefully slides Ashely down onto her back. The soft bed under her. The soft feeling of Carol’s body above her. They kiss gently. It gradually becomes more passionate. Her lips feel different than Greg’s or Marks. But not so different. Her body moves differently. She leans into Ashely. Sliding together. It happens slowly but also Ashely doesn’t notice. But somehow she just realizes they are both naked. Their limbs sliding against each other. Soft smooth skin on soft smooth skin. They keep kissing laying on their sides. Ashely let’s her hands explore a little. Feeling the curve of carols torso. How it arcs down then up to her wife hips. She squeeze and feels her body. She can’t help but compare it to her own. And her husbands. And Greg’s. It’s new but incredible body for her to explore.
If she a paused to think about it she might have been shocked she was currently naked in bed with another woman. Her conservative upbringing never would have projected her to this moment. There was a time in her life where this would have offended her. Disgusted her even. But now, it wasn’t even a thought process. It was just a natural reaction to the stimulus presented to her. Another person wanting her. And her wanting them.
Carol turns Ashely on her back again. Her lips kissing her body slowly. Her neck. Her chest. Her breasts. Her nipples. Slowly working her way down her body. Kissing and rubbing her hands over Ashely. Ashely squirms. It tickles and arouses her. A new interesting feeling.
Her tongue and lips felt different and welcome she explored Ashely. Feeling every part of her womanhood with her tongue before focusing her attention. She made Ashely come quicker than she ever had. It wasn’t an intense earth shattering orgasm. But more like a tremor of pleasure. An orgasm that somehow Ashely knew would be followed up with a second. Carol cooed as she gently kept licking. “Do you want to taste me?”
Ashely nods and they switch places. Ashely had never thought too much about how female genitalia looked. But she was curious how different Carol’s looked to hers. Ashely’s pussy was tight, compact. A gentle slit that needed to be opened. Clean shaven. Folded in on itself. Carols labia hung open. Like a flower. Her lips larger than Ashely’s. A small trimmed bush of hair sprouting around the top. The younger girl mimicked Carol. Exploring first with her tounge. Tasting Carol. The taste was new and good. Her nose buried into her pubic hair and the smell was musky. Of sex and sweat in a way Ashely really liked. She kept breathing in deeply to get more of it.
She also made Carol cum with her tongue. She thought about the things she liked and did that to Carol. The older woman encouraging her. Priding her. Complimentary. Supportive. She came and pulled Ashely up on top of her. Kissing her passionately. They used their fingers next. Both touching each other and themselves. Trading off and working each other up. It was fun. Playful. Passionate. They came at almost the same time. Ashely watching Carol cum pushing her over the edge into her own second orgasm. They giggled and feel down on the bed. Just laying in the quiet. Ashely felt her self slide in and out of a light sleep. Dozing off and waking in gentle cycles. Enjoying the view of the mountain. The soft sound of the babbling stream. The feeling of her newest lover holding her close.
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