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Lust On The Lake
Brakalega
A modern fantasy
An adaption of a different fantasy
When I was invited to lecture at a financial forum on
Currency Arbitrage
Technologies during a conference at the University of Chicago
School of
Business I thought it would be just another boring convention.
But since I like
Chicago a great deal, I agreed to attend and hoped for an
adventure of some
sort to spice up the proceedings. It turned out better than I
ever anticipated.
Read on.......
During the welcoming dinner, I spotted a slender
brunette at an adjacent
table. She had an overall air of innocence about her but a
wholesome face,
long soft hair, beautifully rounded hips, and was pleasantly
endowed in the
chest as well, with breasts that supported poked her silk
blouse out in an
interesting way. Following the meal, I made sure that, I
followed close behind
her as the group was dispersing for the evening. At the
elevator we made some
small talk and went our separate ways for the night.
The next morning while seated alone in the hotel lobby,
perusing the Wall
St. Journal, ordering breakfast I saw her emerge from the
elevator and enter
the hotel coffee shop. I followed her in and joined her in the
line and noticed
that tables for singles were in short supply. I stepped to her
side and asked if
she had a companion for breakfast. She replied that she was
alone, starving
and that anything that got her served sooner was OK with her.
It turned out
that she was not only lovely, she was intelligent and witty,
with a direct and
honest manner. We hit it off immediately. Our conversation
covered a lot of
ground starting with technical trading strategies and moving
on to other
mutual interests, including aerobic exercise. She was a
serious fitness buff. I
decided to plunge ahead and asked her if she wanted to meet me
at the hotel
fitness center for a swim later that day.
She held my gaze just slightly longer than normal.
Seeing that my overture
was a symbolic gesture she agreed to meet me that afternoon. I
planned to
arrive at the pool before she did, I wanted to observe her
entrance.
When she appeared poolside, wearing a one piece, shiny,
black, speedo
bathing suit, my mind and cock both hardened with resolve,
THIS was the
adventure I had hoped for. We swam some laps and I realized
that her form
was the kind gained through years of training and hard work. I
was lost in awe
of her seal-like grace as she cut through the water. After
about an hour she
realized that there was still one meeting she had to attend.
With a lithe kick
and a push on the poolside she bolted out and headed for her
towel. As she
departed my lingering gaze caressed her firmly rounded
buttocks. I was
wondering how they would feel flexing above my face........
Horniness began to preoccupy my mind and body, I had an
uncomfortable
cramping in my groin that I remembered from teenage years,
when hours of
heavy petting with dates had often left me with a massive
hardon that
wouldn't recede and swollen aching nuts.
I planned to invite her to dinner that evening when I
remembered that the
University had planned a moonlight cruise on Lake Michigan
aboard the
Odyssey, a luxury dinner boat.
I was waiting when she left her symposium, she bumped
into me then
turned and brushed her lovely breasts across my arm, raising
an eyebrow
slightly. I had known that it was only a matter of time before
the attraction
between us kindled some sparks, but the way it happened was
better than any
fantasy.
Our hosts had graciously chartered the entire ship for
our dinner cruise.
The group enjoyed a gourmet dinner with several wonderful
wines, which we
later followed up with brandies. On the boat, a desert table
was laid out
following a Jamaican theme, along with calypso music and the
beautiful,
summer sunset. The beat of the music was hypnotic. In the dim
light she looked
absolutely smashing, seeming to glow with an inner light,
dressed to raise the
dead in a tailored summer weight wraparound dress of a
diaphanous, slippery
material that clung to every outline of her body, especially
her breasts and
nipples which had crinkled as the offshore breeze chilled
them.
After a getting another brandy, I looked around for her,
but couldn't spot
her. I wandered past the stairway to the upper deck and saw
her standing
near the rail, silhouetted in the moonlight. She turned,
motioned to me, took
my hand in her's and led me down a very narrow walkway around
a storage
area, leading to a small open part of the starboard deck
measuring about four
by eight feet, completely out of sight of the rest of the
boat. As she led me
on, she started to sway sensuously to the beat of the music,
her hips had a
rolling motion that reminded me of a fine mechanical movement
designed by a
master engineer.
She turned to me and then came the shock of my life. She
reached up to
her dress, unsnapped it, slowly spread it open. She was stark
naked beneath
her dress, except for her garterbelt, the silky nylons it held
up , her high heels
and a slinky swimmer's body that made my heart stutter. She
tossed her dress
a bench by the bulkhead, leaned forward, and started to gently
and
passionately kiss me. Her tongue and lips seemed to possess a
life of their own.
The nibbles and licks and accompanying murmuring told me that
I was in the
presence of a virtuoso of the act of love.
While cuntinuing to orally explore my mouth, she
squeezed her tits, causing
her nipples to contract and swell at the same time. She moaned
softly and then
replaced her hands with mine. She slid her hands down her body
to her mons
veneris and began to probe the fleshy folds concealed there.
She fingered her
clit and swollen labia while still moving sexily to the music.
I sat back to enjoy
the show, cuntinuing to twiddle her nipples which had a
firmness that
inevitably drew my lips to them.
I couldn't help but react to the sudden constriction
beneath my tuxedo
pants as my prick surged to throbbing, pulsing rigidity. She
swayed towards
me still merrily masturbating, then reached out and stroked my
cock with both
hands, slid in tightly against me and rubbed up and down the
turgid length with
her now fully opened twatt. The delicious frottage was almost
more than I
could stand, I groaned aloud with the pleasure.
She asked softly, "Is this for meeeee, say yes, OHHHHH
PLEASE say
yessssss......", meanwhile she cuntinued to hunch her drooling
puss against the
bulge beneath my zipper. She then said "Would you like me to
fix that for you?
It looks painful and I've got something right here (pointing
to her coral hued
vagina) that can soothe that for you." She cuntinued to
squeeze me, holding my
penis tightly against the outside of her pussy, and started
moving back and
forth, bringing us both to a frenzy of anticipation. Suddenly
she convulsed
and came with a prolonged shuddering orgasm, and finished by
sliding her
fingers into her dripping pussy and rubbing the pearly wetness
over my lips
and nose.
She knelt down by the railing, unzipped my pants and
drew my penis out
She looked at the fleshy tube in her hand, the leaned down and
engulfed my
cock in her warm, sensuous mouth, and proceeded to use her
tongue, lips, and
mouth to devour it. She licked her own wetness off my shaft,
and then slid her
fingers back into her pussy and collected the glistening
secretions and applied
them to my rigid member to make it slippery again. Her fisting
motion
combined with the vacuum of her mouth drew me to the brink of
ecstasy and
over the edge. I tried to last but just couldn't, my cum
exploded into her
mouth. Just as I started cuming, she drew her mouth back a
little, fluttering
her tongue back and forth underneath the head of my cock, and
slid one hand
around my balls. I looked down at her and found her luminous
eyes gazing
straight into mine. As my cum shot across her tongue and into
her open mouth,
she smiled slightly and never took her eyes from mine. She
slowly milked the
remaining cum from my dick and let it drip into her mouth from
her fingers.
We held each other in the cool summer, breeze, reveling
in the beautiful
interlude we had just experienced. I expected her to put her
dress back on
and rejoin the party, but instead she started to slowly kiss
and stroke my
body. The sensation was explosive. I couldn't believe that she
was getting me
hard again so soon after I had cum. It was as if she was a
snake charmer and
my dick was the snake slowly it rose and firmed again.
She led me over to the bench, moved it out a bit, and
had me lie down on my
back with one leg on either side. After making sure I was
fully hard by again
sucking my schwantz deep into her mouth, she straddled the
bench and
lowered the entrance of white-hot tunnel onto the bulbous head
of my steely,
hard cock. She was wonderfully liquid and tight, a sensual
contrast to the
fitful breezes. At first she simply suckled the tip with a
snapping movement of
her inner lips, then she began engulf me. She moved up and
down, letting my
cock almost slip out of the luxurious grasp and then sliding
slowly back down
over it, til her carefully groomed tuft mingled with my wirey
one. I could see
her beautifully tipped breasts in the moonlight and started
caressing them, as
her nipples slowly receded. She leaned over and started
frenching me again.
Her forward movement resulted in her clitoris rubbing tightly
against me with
my cock totally buried deep inside of her. Instead of letting
her move up and
down, I grabbed her firm ass with both hands, tightened the
contact between
her clit and my pelvis, and moved back and forth. She came
with a wild climax
and kissed me with such passion that I could hardly breathe.
Somehow I managed to keep from cuming. After a few
minutes of lying
quietly in each other's arms, she slowly slid her pussy off my
still turgid pudd.
She playfully alternated between eating my cock and slipping
it back into her
warm, dripping pussy. She licked my balls until I thought I
would explode and
then licked up along the underside of my cock with her tongue.
She nuzzled
the head of my cock and varied the pressure from very tight to
loose and
slippery.
Just as I felt I was going to cummmmmmmm, she tightened
her hands on
the base of my dick, calmed my excitement, and then started me
back up
again by tightening her pussy around me. During one of these
"cooling off"
periods, she turned around her pussy over to my face and
lowered herself
onto my tongue and lips. Her smell reminded me of a ripe peach
so I ate her
with pleasure until she came softly, and then continued to
lightly nibble her
clit while sliding my fingers about her cunt. That, plus my
tongue and lips on
her bud, was more than she could stand, anddddddddd abruptly
she came
again with a cry as prolonged orgasm shook her entire body.
Finally, after she had cum so many times we both lost
track, I sat up on the
bench with her still fitted atop my cock. I could feel it
buried deep inside her
pussy, with her uterine entrance caressing the tip and her
clit tight up against
my pubis. Instead of moving my cock in and out of her, I
remained tightly
inside of her. She tightened her pussy around my cock and then
relaxed it,
repeating this in rhythm to the music. We continued our deep
kissing, and I
rubbed her back and buttocks. The combination of her soft,
supple breasts
rubbing against me, the passionate kissing, and suckling pussy
overwhelmed
me. I came inside of her in a tremendous blast without moving
my cock at all.
We held each other closely for another ten minutes, and then
got dressed.
When we rejoined the party, it was one hour and 20
minutes later, and the
boat was returning to Navy Pier and the dock. The magnificent
evening was
the start of a beautiful friendship. Before we left the city
we had an
opportunity to spend a wild afternoon at the Indiana Dunes on
an isolated
beach with more passionate and lusty lovemaking. But that is a
different
fantasy.
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