Ayla and I spend the morning hiking up to our favorite lake.

Of course, watching Ayla’s ass ahead of me on the trail fuels my imagination and I have sex on my mind the whole time, but once we reach our favorite spot, being able to drop all our gear is enough relief for me for the moment. Ayla, however, immediately strips.

“I’m going in,” she announces. “We can set up later. Right now all I want is to feel that water on my skin.” I don’t argue. It’s the middle of the day, crazy hot, and the lake looks so appealing.

The mountain water feels fantastic. As I swim, Ayla dives, coming up behind me and throwing an arm over my shoulder. I spin to hold her. Ayla’s breasts mash into my chest as we tread water, our bodies pressed together. Unable to resist, I dip under till my lips find her nipples, hard in the cold water. I suck one into my mouth. Ayla’s hand cradles my head, holding me as I suck harder before coming back to the surface.

“Wow!” she exclaims. “That feels crazy, the cold water and your hot mouth.” Then, smiling wickedly, she drops, grabbing my cock as she takes it in her mouth. Ayla’s tongue works over my semi-hard shaft, which is doing its best to swell to its full proportions despite the chilly water.

Ayla bursts up, laughing delightfully. I catch her hand and pull her to me, swinging her legs around my waist. Sliding my hands down, I cup her ass. In the water, it’s nothing to lift her whole body, grinding her pussy along my hard dick till her opening is poised just above my cockhead. Flexing my shaft, I ease her down, feeling myself slide into her. Ayla rocks as I fill her pussy.

“Oh, babe, that’s just what I was thinking,” she whispers, her arms tight around my neck. Ayla’s mouth finds mine, and her tongue pushes past my teeth. Then she lies back on the surface of the water and lifts her legs while I hold her ass cheeks, our only point of contact my cock in her pussy and my hands holding her up. I slide one hand to the small of her back and let the other trace over her breasts, the nipples bobbing in and out of the water. All the while I’m thrusting my hips, pulling her on and off my shaft.

Picking up the pace, the sensations overwhelming, I pound her, slamming my cock in as hard as I can against the odd resistance of the water. I feel the buildup and know I don’t have long, so I thrash, thrust, yank Ayla’s body, impaling her pussy on my hard pole. She starts to groan and grind, the fire in her crotch spreading. She sits up and grabs me, raising up and slamming herself down with more force, her face pressed into the crook of my neck.

I go into overdrive, thrusting into her harder and harder, and then I climax. I gasp, crying out as my cock fires off a load of come, blasting deep and filling Ayla. Her cunt is convulsing as she climaxes, too, contracting and clenching around my cock. Her vagina floods with a new warmth as her juices and my semen flow out. We hold each other as the feelings flow through us, enjoying the beautiful sunny day, then separate to swim.

Eventually we come to shore, and after setting up camp and laying out our sleeping bags, we lie in the sun, still naked, enjoying the seclusion. I see the warm glow of Ayla’s skin, and I roll up against her stomach. When I kiss her along her hip, she lets out a small moan, sending a rush of blood directly to my cock. I lick toward her navel, then up to her breasts to suck on the nipples as my hands lift, fondle, and caress every warm inch.

Ayla stretches out, head back, eyes closed, enjoying the attention as I then make my way back down her body. Finding the rise of her pubic bone, I steer to the left, licking down the crease of her leg and up to the edge of her mound. The tantalizing scent of her snatch is drawing me nearer, and I suck on one lip as my tongue works its slippery edge. I move to the other side, then up the middle to her clit, licking around the top, then under, and finally sucking it in my mouth and tonguing the whole little nub. Ayla bucks and rocks her hips as the sensations drive her pussy into orbit, and she climaxes, flailing about as I keep sucking on her clit.

As her pussy spasms and releases, I drop straight down to jam my tongue inside her. Ayla gasps in pleasure and I lap up her fresh juice, tongue-fucking her hole and spreading her legs wide so I can suck on her inner lips. I keep attacking Ayla’s cunt with nonstop attention, every edge and nerve feeling my mouth, tongue, fingers. When I slip two fingers inside her she shudders, and I feel her cunt spasm again, her orgasm bursting forth.

“Holy fuck, babe,” I say, “you’re on a hair trigger.” I wedge my face back in, licking up her center, getting everything with big, full swipes from the bottom of her slit to her clit.

Slowly, Ayla stops shaking and I ease off. I reach over for some blankets as she raises her hips, and I slip them under her. Lifting Ayla’s ass higher, I tongue her hole, rimming her backdoor as she writhes and moans. She lifts her legs till they’re over my shoulders, then I rock forward and push my dick into her pussy in one thrust. I flex the shaft and feel her pussy contract in response. Pulling back, I thrust in again, using long, even strokes, out to the tip and in to the hilt. She gasps with each thrust, and when I speed up, her moans get deeper, sharper. I pound with force, slamming my cock in, jarring her body with each thrust. Her cunt spasms when she comes, again flailing and yelling.

I pull out and drop my cock to Ayla’s asshole, pushing the head in as she whimpers in need. I feel her sphincter contract and then open as another inch of me slides in. Pulling back, I push in again and again as more cock penetrates her ass — two inches, three, the lube from her pussy coating my shaft. When my balls are shoved up tight to her cheeks, I just hold it there, deep, feeling her ass muscles adjust to the size of my cock.

I start to fuck her, watching my cockhead stretch out her tight little hole each time I shove back in, all the way to the base. Long, deep strokes in and out of her ass make the pressure in my balls build up. I go faster, with more force, picking up the pace till I’m all-out slamming her ass. Then I drop my hands down to her pussy, fingers stroking and swirling over her clit as she gives an involuntary twitch, shaking with the sensations.

My other hand moves lower, to the dripping entrance of her pussy. I roll my palm and work in a finger. It’s so tight, all the room taken up by my dick in her ass. I get two fingers inside, sliding up the ridge along my shaft as they work deep inside. I curl them up, stroking her G spot, as my cock keeps driving into her rear, my other hand stroking her clit.

Ayla is totally lost in the sensations, her whole body one big erogenous zone, drunk on pleasure as it keeps climbing, building, overwhelming her, till suddenly she feels the need to let go. Her cunt explodes in a G-spot orgasm. Screaming with the intensity of it, she blasts a huge stream of liquid out of her pussy, spraying up and around my hand, coating my chest, squirting again, and then once more.

I feel my own orgasm approaching and jack up once more, my cock slamming into Ayla to the hilt. I gasp with the climax as I shoot deep into her ass. She feels my cock throb as my come coats her inside, and the strength of it triggers another climax for her. She hollers in ecstasy as her pussy contracts. Her muscles grip my fingers, spasming. We grunt, gasp, and groan.

My cock, empty but still twitching, slips out of Ayla’s butt as I collapse on top of her. Her mouth finds mine and she kisses me frantically, hard and intense.

“Fuck, Dean, that was fucking nuts! I’ve never come like that.” I haven’t either, but I’m sure as hell going to try to make it happen again.