Hot Summer Fun Mf

There’s something about the long days of August that leaves many longing for hot, fiery passion to mimic the sweltering summer heat. Mix that with the lusts of youth and it’s unsurprising that many young adults who work summer jobs between semesters of school tend to fall into the rhythms and dramas of hook up culture. That was the scene of the bar I worked at one summer up north at my aunt’s cottage.

My aunt owned a little cozy cabin on a remote lake, which she loved to tell people cost her ‘less than what a fancy dinner costs in a big city restaurant these days’, despite the fact that she never went into the city or went to fancy restaurants. My aunt was funny for not liking the cabin much in the summer, not caring for the heat she usually went to Alaska for 3 months, leaving the little cottage vacant.

I jumped at the chance to have some of the independence that newly minted adulthood calls for and packed up my cutest bikinis and jean shorts as well as my art supplies. I’d emailed ahead to confirm an interview with one of the two lake’s restaurants and was excited to get my first taste of living on my own.

After unpacking I went down to the dock and hopped in the little fishing boat to get to my interview. My family had been to the Island Escape a couple times and I was excited to possibly be one of the tanned, friendly servers in their adorable swishy pink skirts.

The manager was an absolutely gorgeous slightly older guy who had just a touch of grey in his dark hair and the most stunning blue eyes that would’ve made Lois Lane think twice about her beau. He was charming, funny, and seemed to know who I was already. He made a joke about my aunt’s tendency to talk up her nieces and nephews before locking his eyes on mine and saying that he could see what she meant. I blushed and he was quick to explain he meant that I was quite mature and seemed capable. Our eyes met again and this time there was a scarlet flush in his cheeks too.

Before that temptation could be explored, a younger guy around my age came charging into the back area. ‘Al’s boat still won’t start and me and the boys have tried everything Mr. Davis’ the young man noticed me and smiled, ‘I’m Christopher, the boat mechanic.’ I hoped my face wasn’t too red and I tried to say as confidently as possible, ‘Nice to meet you Christopher, I’m Vanessa.’

‘Vanessa here is going to be on staff this summer’ Mr. Davis said. I was elated! Without thinking I gave Mr. Davis a hug while saying thank you. He seemed a little flustered and excused himself to grab my contract. Christopher congratulated me and said he was excited to have a new hot co-worker. ‘Seems everyone here is super attractive’ the words left my mouth before I had seemed to even think them. Christopher laughed and moved closer to where I was standing. ‘Yea…I mean I love working here, Mr. Davis is a hot boss.’

Everything in my body was aroused. Exploring sexuality was a turn on. I had never really got the chance with my own sexual feelings for the same sex, save for a couple of dance floor make outs, and so being around someone so open in their attraction to multiple genders was alluring.

Christopher left before Mr. Davis returned with the contracts. He asked about my aunt and how I was planning on navigating sharing such a small space with her. I explained I would be alone this summer. Mr. Davis seemed impressed that I was so independent, but insisted that I come to his cabin that night for a nice barbecue dinner to celebrate my new job.

We chatted about my first year of university and Mr. Davis recanted tales from his wild college days. He asked if I drank and I accepted a glass of merlot. He had a couple of beers while manning the grill and I began to sink into the fantasy that this was a date. Of course, it wasn’t, he was just being kind.

Laughter and lust oozed from the pair of us as we moved from the dock to the veranda. He had a beautiful screen porch that he said he had built himself and I looked over his big strong hands imagining their capacity for delicate motion. I could feel myself getting wet.

I had a decision to make and I was getting up the courage to do it. With our flirting becoming ever more obvious I asked him where he had put the contract I had just signed. He gestured to a side table and I went to grab them. In one quick motion I brought them to his eye level and ripped them in two.

‘Now you’re not my boss and we can do what we really want’ I purred. *Who was I?* The eroticism of the moment was overcoming me and taking over my body. I needed him inside me. I was craving it.

Something carnal seemed to snap in Mr. Davis as well. His pants bulged as he stood to meet my embrace. This time our lips found one another’s and my body pressed against his. Yes, he was definitely craving my pussy as well. My hand travelled down to feel his hardening cock. He moaned with pleasure as I began slowly stroking his member still in his pants. ‘Let’s go to the bedroom’ he grabbed my hand and led me down the hall.

The bed was massive and I was glad for it because he playfully pushed me and being so small I went much farther than I believe he intended as he said sorry and dragged me by my hipped back towards him. It was exhilarating to be slid willy nilly against the silk sheets by him. It was fun to feel so tiny and like a little sex thing.

But I loved being both submissive and dominant and I climbed on top of him. I grinded against his cock and rubbed my breasts, our intimate parts erect in arousal. He snaked his hand behind my neck to draw me in for a sensuous kiss. Breaking away I moved down his body and unzipped his pants. As I pulled back his boxers and pants his rock hard cock popped out. I grinned and so did he. He flipped me on my back and reached down to slip my shorts off. His fingers danced around my little pussy lips before just barely entering. I was so fucking wet he might have accidentally slipped in at first.

Soon he was fucking me with two of his fingers and I was trying my best to keep focus and stroke his shaft. My body was shaking uncontrollably and I was close to cumming. I had never been able to cum before without someone licking my clit so I was pleasantly surprised and super fucking aroused. I started to cum and let him know causing him to climax almost right at the same time. After he grabbed me a tissue and kissed me softly we both giggled. ‘Well that was unexpected’ he said.

‘Oh and don’t worry about a job, the other restaurant is actually closer to your cabin and owned by an old friend so I’ll put in an extra good word for you.’ I was so excited for my summer of fucking Mr. Davis I had completely forgotten about work. I had put my shirt back on and was looking for my left sock when Mr. Davis said something that made my already throbbing pussy gush just a bit.

‘Chris also works as their boat mechanic, only guy on the lake who can fix a boat, and fix just about anyone up with one of the wildest nights of their lives…we’ve had a couple super fun and sexy parties and you might be just the girl he and I have been…well now I’m getting ahead of myself.’

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/uda80q/hot_summer_fun_mf