The Cabin, Pt. 01

It's been two weeks since he told you about the surprise he had planned for you, a weekend getaway he planned just for you, with a few surprises along the way. All he had said was to pack a bag for a weekend in the woods and the chance to relax. It had made you excited for the chance to escape, but also initially disappointed when he said that you would be going without him. "Alone in the woods by myself?", you had asked. "Who said anything about being alone...", he had replied with a wry and knowing smile. His response had caught you off guard momentarily, but a slight knowing warm was soon flooded into your mind, followed by the all to familiar tingling between your thighs... could it be her?

The two weeks went by quickly and all your probing questions he dodged or just provided a knowing smirk. When the day of departure arrived you had packed, an array of things you might need... clothes for hiking, a warm robe, the book you had been waiting to read... and the couple toys you knew you would enjoy if it was just yourself, the smaller sucking device that felt so good, that you liked to use when you thought of him or her going down on you, the vibrator that you liked to push inside yourself, to think about those penetrations that always made you moan, and the powerful large headed wand, the device you craved when thoughts of you and she entered your mind, the longing and desire begging to escape your body, the wand making you rupture with fluids and desperate calls when you thought of satiating your lust for her, with her.

Plugging the coordinates into the GPS you start your journey, and your thoughts drifted to what might be. For so many years you and she had been friends, close friends. You always seeming to find inspiration and admiration in how open and free she loved her life, loving the way she loved herself and the ways ahead made you feel and how relaxed you felt in her company. As time had progressed you both notified that the friendship feelings had started to turn into something like a crush, mutual interest and attraction that seemed like something that could not be... your life circumstances had always meant it needed to be held at bay, a gentle curiosity or simple longing with someone that you felt close to. The feelings were strong though, and when life opened doors to allow for different ways of thinking, when you met him and he not only understood the crush, but that he encouraged you to follow the threads of what brought you pleasure, the door had opened further. Stolen touches, cuddles that had shifted from a cozy, friendly snuggle into the fledgling opportunities to feel your bodies close together, and finally stolen kisses, the soft touch of her lips on yours... words exchanged that revealed the desire you each were holding for each other.

You both had decided to try to hold these at bay in order to preserve the deep friendship, to allow your individual relationships to develop. But the feelings never abated, in fact the space to allow them to be freely expressed and be communicated only enhances the longing, deepened the desire, and also cemented the certainty that you wanted her... and that she wanted you. The exchange of fantasies with her, at first playful and mild, had grown into consensual expression of what could happen. In the dark with him, you shared the depth of the desire and what it might be like, he not only accepted, but encouraged you and helped to feed and fuel the fantasy. Your confidence toward what could be grew and you knew it was safe to let your desire and longing bubble up and become visceral, you knew it didn't have to exist only as fantasy. You knew that you could have what you wanted, what she wanted, in all its pleasurable glory. And the thought was making you wet as you pulled into the drive up to the coziest and cutest little cabin you had seen. What if you opened the door and it really was her, waiting for you. Would you rush to her immediately, knowing you had waited for this and didn't have to wait any longer? Would there be an awkward meeting meant when your eyes met, both of you knowing what might happen, the fulfillment of your desires?

You pull up to the cabin, grab your bag, and turn the handle to the door and step in with anticipation... only to see a dark cabin with no one there. Your heart sinks a little... did he really just tease me and make me think I wouldn't be alone? You check down your disappointment and move to put your things away in the cabin. It's cozy with everything you could want, a big comfy couch, a fire place. The single bedroom has a king size bed and the attached bathroom has a large jacuzzi tub and a rainfall shower head with glass walls from floor to ceiling. You open up your bag and find a note, from him. "I hope you enjoy the cabin, make yourself at home, go for a hike, drink some wine... there should be a couple bottles in the fridge for you. You deserve all of this and more." The smile creases your face and you feel gratitude. A few minutes later you have slipped into a pair of hiking pants and a T-shirt, taken a gummy, and hit the trail that runs by the exterior of the cabin, the cool touch of the air will do wonders to cool the heat on your skin and on your body you think. The hike is relaxing and you let your mind settle, but it keeps coming back to the myriad fantasies in your head. Him... the way he makes your body come alive. Her... the ways you want to be touched by her and to touch her back. The mellow effects of the gummy have you feeling great as you come back to the cabin, you open the door and step in and are immediately aware of warmth... a fire in the fireplace... just as your brain clicks with realization, you glance left, and see her. Actually her. In the kitchen. Holding two glasses of wine. Her golden hair spilling out of the sides of the stocking cap she wears. Your heart starts racing and the smile rushes across your face. She smiles back and you both squeal in delight with welcome. You drop your backpack abs make your way to the kitchen as she steps from behind the island... wearing a large oversized sweatshirt that hangs mid length down her thighs... where you notice she has only bare legs. Your lips part slightly as your teeth graze against your bottom lip, the tingle in between your thighs starts in earnest.

She puts the glasses of wine on the counter as you both fold into a large bear hug. The press of her body against yours is ethereal, her curvy frame underneath your fingers as pulls you close around your shoulders and you both gush about how good the surprise is. You both relay stories of being told about a weekend away with few other details. She recounts how she suspected something, which was only confirmed when she pulled in and saw your car. You sip the wine together and do simple catchups on the trip and the remarkable cabin. Your heart races knowing that the two of you are here together, in this place, with the outside world locked out... and the goosebumps on your body start to rise, could it be that this is the time when you don't have to stop yourselves, when it's safe and comfortable to let yourselves go? You take another sip of the wine and decide you need to settle your heart rate. You tell her you need to shower off after your hike and she says of course, she will pull together some snacks for after.

You stand to go and you both hug again, a slower more intentional hug. Your bodies stay pressed together a little longer than normal. The mass of her breasts pressed against you, her hands trailing down to the small of your back, your hands aimlessly drifting down hers, as you look up into her eyes, to see her looking back and smiling. She leans into you and your lips brush together, her gorgeous full lips moist as you share a simple kiss, your mouths slightly parting as the hint of her tongue touches yours. Your nerves stat to cause your heart to beat fast and you pull back, "so I'm going to go get this shower taken!", and she responds with a fun sigh, "yes! Shower, get all clean!". You both giggle as you head to the bathroom.

The hot water from the shower head flows down over your body, all clean from the soap you are taking a few moments to savor what is happening. Your hands are caressing your curves slowly as your mind wanders, I am here, with her, and we can do whatever we want to. You close your eyes as the water caresses your body and your hands find the tips of breast, your nipples erect and aching from the sheer electricity that has been flowing through you all day long. You let your fingers linger on your nipples, as you imagine how it might feel to have her touching them, your lips parting with a gentle moan as your clit starts to throb with a longing to be touched. You relish the way the water feels on your body as you lightly touch yourself, letting your mind wander to the possibilities. Which is probably why you don't hear the shower door open.

Absorbed in your thoughts, she watches you momentarily. Letting her own hand trail across her breasts. Taking in the sight of you naked and wet, with the slight steam of the shower around you both. As her lips part and she breathes in to still her racing heart, she takes a step forward, letting her hands fall lower, she approaches you from the back, her eyes drawn to the round shape of your ass, which she has been dreaming about having in her hands. Your fingers still work the test of your erect nipples as you feel two hands gently caress your backside. Startled you jump and cry out, spinning and knowing all at the same time what is happening. She laughs out loud as you smile and stare at her saying she scared you to death. She makes a pouty face and says "I'm sorry, I couldn't wait any longer to touch you.", as she steps under the water and lets it cascade over her body. You bite your lower lip as you watch the water spill over her curves. She is fucking gorgeous, the water running over all the curves of her frame, even more sexy than you had made it to be in your mind. Her hands run her hair back, letting the golden locks get wet and to fall down her back as she turns around and you see her voluptuous bottom. Your hands have found their way to your own body again, trailing along your wet thighs.

She turns again and extends her hand out to you and you take it. She pulls you under the water and immediately to her mouth. There is no hesitation for either of you, your hands grab desperately at each other, your hands finding her ass and pulling her close, her hands running down your shoulder LS and across your back as your mouths interlock. There is a lustful hunger in the movements of your bodies. Your mouth falling to her breasts to pull and gently suck each one of her nipples into your mouth, she moans with pleasure as you do. Her fingers on your head and in your hair pulling you closer. It's heaven to be pressed into her bosom, felling the taught was of the nipples in your mouth. Your hands greedily pulling her body closer to you. The warm water making you both slippery and sensual, your body electric feeling every sensation as you writhe together.

Your breathing is heavy as she pushes you into the corner of the glass shower, letting her fingers find the fold in between your legs, you moan into her ear, "please touch me, please make me cum... l want it so much." She kisses you passionately and replies, "I have wanted it to.", as her fingers lightly press against your sex. Your knees nearly buckle as your hips instinctively push forward. She keeps an arm around your waist as she slowly starts to tease your clit, your moans already start to build as her mouth drops to your own erect nipples. "Yes, please make me cum, please I want you so much." Your own hand darts out and you find the space between her thighs and start to pleasure her gently with your fingers, causing her to bite down gently on your nipples. The deliciously sharp sensation of pain and pleasure causes your hips to push forward again, and her fingers slide off your clit and towards the dripping wet entrance to your pussy. She senses the opportunity and pushes two of her fingers inside of you. Your pussy parts easily, greedily welcoming her fingers into you and your body goes rigid with the pleasure, she pushes her body up against yours and you feel the full contact, allowing your fingers to slip inside her. Your eyes now lock together as you finger each other, bodies still wet and glistening from the steam of the shower, grabbing on to each other as if you will jet apart if you lose hold. The passion palpable between you as your mutual pleasure builds as your fingers work into each other, finally able to give each other the release that you both crave. You moan and tell her you are about to cum and she says she wants to join you. You wrap your hand around the back of her head as you call out how good she makes you feel, each of your legs bowing as the orgasms arrive and cascade through your bodies. You feel the sweet gush of your fluids release as she leans into you, holding herself against the wall of the shower to keep from collapsing on the floor.

You hold onto each other, until your breathing returns. Your lips find each other again and you take her hand, "there is so much more I want to do to you, let's get out of here." She smiles and follows you out of the shower, toward the bedroom and the cozy comfort of its soft sheets.

To be continued....