Mountain Retreat (closed)

[garajd]

Alan Carpenter

Sitting on the front porch of his mountain cabin, Alan took a deep breath and enjoyed the fact that there was not a person within 5 miles of him. That's what he liked about this place.

49 years old, divorced, couple of kids he saw when he was in the city, his ex got the big home in the suburb; he still had the condo in the city; Corvette in the city, and Land Rover at the cabin. Sold his business last year for $$$; still consulted with them from time to time, but his schedule was his own . . . go where he wanted to, when he wanted to, and enjoyed every fucking minute of it.

I love this time of the day . . . early afternoon, sun shining, gentle breeze, sounds of birds from all the trees around my place . . . doesn't get any better than this.

 

[brandijane]

Brandi

Brandi stopped to drink from the stream, the cold water making her shiver despite the heat of the day. She looked up the slope and sighed. She would spend the night in the cabin up on the ridge.

She knew these mountains well. She'd grown up just a few miles from here, and had hiked past the cabin a couple of times. There was never anyone there. She was 18, with a sweet, curvy figure, blonde hair and a nice tan. She wore a tiny pair of jeans shorts and a white tank top that clung to her DD breasts like a coat of paint, and her boots.

She wasn't running away, not exactly, not yet. She just wanted something more out of life than to end up married and living in a trailer with a handful of kids and a husband who drank all the time.

When she got to the cabin, she saw a Land Rover parked in the driveway, and as she walked up the path she called out.

"Anybody home?"

 

[garajd]

Alan

Thought I heard footsteps somewhere to the side of the cabin, and then hearing a female voice, "Anybody home?"

"Damn," I thought to myself, "Who the hell can that be?"

Just as I started to stand, I see the source of the voice walking up the driveway; she sure as hell is easy on the eyes, but still not happy to see someone invading my space. No need to be rude, but surely I can send her on her way, quickly.

"What can I do for you? And, didn't you see the No Trespassing sign at the end of the driveway?"

 

[brandijane]

She was surprised to see anyone here, more surprised that he was talking about trespassing. She bit her lip and thought. It was afternoon already, and she was ready to call it a day. She wouldn't make it home before dark, and there weren't any other houses for miles.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I came up the trail, I didn't see the sign." She took a step closer, looking at the man. Older man, definitely a city guy by his accent. What her dad would call a suit. Probably had soft hands and everything. He probably spent more on a dinner than her family spent on groceries for a month. She gave him a shy smile, and started walking towards him slowly, swaying her hips, her shoulders back so her breasts pushed out.

"Sometimes I come up here and sleep on the hammock," she said, her voice soft and sweet. "I never seen anyone up here before. I guess you probably want me to go?"

 

[garajd]

Still not wanting any company, but kind of hard not to see the sway in the hips and the bounce to the tits. Not even sure how old she is, but definitely fits the description of 'jail-bait'. Can't be as old as my 22-year old daughter.

"You really have used my hammock before? Guess I better start locking it up next time I leave for a couple of days." Deciding that I can be, at least, somewhat friendly. "Well, as long as you are this far, can I offer you something to drink before you get on your way?"

 

[brandijane]

She shrugs. So much for boobs. If he's going to lock up his hammock so nobody can use it while he's not even there, maybe all the shit her dad says about suits is true. Maybe he just doesn't like people. Then he's offering her a drink. She thinks. She won't get home before dark no matter what. At least if she has a drink, she'll have a few minutes to rest.

"I got a long walk ahead of me," she says, glumly. "A glass of water would sure help."

 

[garajd]

"By the way, my name is Alan. I spend most of my time up here, but I do have a place to stay in the city when I have to. Grab a chair there on the porch while I grab that glass of water."

It's a good thing I am wearing baggy shorts today; even as young as she is, I can't help feeling a bit of a rise 'down there'. And there is no mistaking that she enjoys showing her tits to get what she wants!

 

[brandijane]

"I'm Brandi," she says, stepping up onto the porch into the shade. She sits where he tells her, and smiles a little as she sees his eyes dipping down.

"I'm sorry I came up here before," she said when he came back. "It's just sometimes I have to get out of the house, you know?"

 

[garajd]

"Oh, things kinda tough at home?" Not really interested, but at least I can continue to be polite while she is here . . . besides, those tits seem to keep drawing my eyes back to them. And from the way she puts them on display . . . skin-tight tank top and obviously no bra, she knows exactly what she is doing.

And, those tiny shorts are nothing short of a fucking distraction. If I caught my daughter wearing something like that, I'd probably turn her over my knee and spank her ass.

 

[brandijane]

She could see he was checking her out. She could see he wasn't that interested in her home life, which was fine. Neither was she.

"It's OK," she said. "Just too many people, too much noise. I like to get out in the woods and sometimes I end up here."

"So is your wife coming, or your girlfriend or something?" she said.

 

[garajd]

"No wife, divorced. No girlfriend at the time. And I'm not gay, so no boyfriend. (chuckle) Just enjoy the peace and quiet of being up here by myself. You're probably familiar with the pond that sits just down the hill behind my property. I was just getting ready to head down there and enjoy the afternoon sun. Care to join me?"

 

[brandijane]

She knew exactly the pond he meant. It was the perfect place to cool off on a hot day.

"I'd like that a lot," she said. He seemed to be warming up to her. She stood up, stretched her arms up over her head and gave him a warm smile. "Unless you still want me to go?"

 

[garajd]

"I'll tell you when, and if, I want you to go. Let's go, I'm ready for the afternoon sun on this old body of mine."

Leading the way, we head down toward the pond, which is about 400 yards from my cabin; a nice 5-minute walk down hill, which makes for a tougher 10-minute walk uphill. I have a couple of folding lounge chairs hidden in the shrubs near the shore. Handing you one, I set up the other, kick off my sandals and start to un do the belt on my shorts.

 

[brandijane]

She wondered if he really would kick her out, but figured she'd cross that bridge when she got to it. Out of the trees, the sun was hot. He'd lawn chairs stashed there, and she smiled and sat down, slipping her boots off.

"This is nice," she said, looking up. She saw him undoing the belt on his shorts and grinned.

 

[garajd]

Stepping out of my shorts, wearing a tight pair of white bikini briefs, already filled out with a semi-hard cock, I figure you'll either sit back and enjoy the sun with me or run like hell to get away from this dirty old man . . . your choice.

Not waiting to see how you respond to my nearly nude body, I recline the back of my lounge to about half-way back and lie back and adjust my sun glasses. "Gorgeous day, don't you think? what better way to spend it than let the sun beat down on us?"

 

[brandijane]

She raises her eyebrows when she sees his cock, outlined through his briefs and looking a little swollen. Without hesitating, she takes down her shorts and peels her top off, leaving her naked, her smooth pussy and big breasts tanned as dark as the rest of her skin. She stands for a minute, letting him look, as she looks at the pond.

"I'l be right back," she says, and dives into the pond, the cold water shocking her, making her gasp when she comes up, and stands, the water only reaching her waist.

 

[garajd]

Holy fuck, I think to myself as you strip down without any hesitation, pause for a moment to give me a good look, which makes my cock almost fully erect, and then you dive into the pond, which I know is pretty chilly, even on a hot day like this.

As you come up out of the water, nipples rock hard from the cold water, I decide to join you. Still wearing my briefs, I dive into the chilly pond and glide to where you are standing. No question about where this will all end up.

Standing in the water behind you, I reach around and wrap my hands over your tummy, just below your full breasts. Not pressing too hard against you, but I do gently pull your back against me so that you can feel my erection thru the briefs, nestled between the two globes of your gorgeous ass.

 

[brandijane]

The cold water pouring down her body, and the hot sun make Brandi feel delicious, and when she feels his hands on her, she smiles. His hard cock presses against her ass, and she lets out a soft moan and pushes back, her soft cheeks surrounding him. She looks back at him over her shoulder, smiling, and reaches back to slide her hands along his body. When she finds his briefs, she giggles.

"You don't need these, do you?" she whispers.

 

[garajd]

"Probably not." Kissing you gently on the lips as you look back at me. "But I'll let you decide whether they stay on or not." After the brief kiss, I press my lips to your neck and slide my hands up to cover a couple of very hard nipples, still feeling the effects of the cold water. Rubbing my fingers over them, I feel you squirm even harder back against me . .

 

[brandijane]

The cold water made her nipples hard, and the sun made them sensitive, so his fingers gentle touch practically brought her to her knees. Instead, she pressed back against him, grinding her ass against his cock. She kissed him, thinking there was no reason for her to wait.

She turned to face him and slid his briefs down, baring his cock and balls.

 

[garajd]

Teasing a bit, "Find something you like in there?"

Pulling you to stand in front of me, I lower my lips to yours and kiss you again, this time with a little more passion, holding you tight against me, your hard nipples pressed into my chest, and my hard cock held captive against your belly.

 

[brandijane]

My arms slip around your neck, my lips press hard against yours, my tongue flicking out to tease, to draw you in. I sway my hips, my belly sliding side to side, teasing the underside of your cock. I moan and press my body into your arms.

 

[garajd]

Finally breaking the kiss, "Brandi, I think we need to get out of this cold water before my balls shrivel into little peas." Taking you by the hand, I lead you back to shore and, stretching out on my lounge chair, I pull you down on top of me . . . your full breasts mashed into my chest and my hard cock once more trapped between our bodies.

 

[brandijane]

I spread my legs, straddling you as I kiss you. My hand slips between our bodies, gripping your cock, pressing the tip against my silky, dripping pussy. I pull my lips away from yours and whisper, "I'm ready."

 

[garajd]

"OK, Brandi . . . nice and slow. I want to feel every ripple of your pussy when you slide down my cock." Placing my hands on your hips, I slowly lower you until my head enters, Stopping your right there for a moment. "You are so fucking wet, Brandi . . . take a bit more."