A Night on the Fells Ch. 02

Following saving Lucy and bringing her to safety, see a Night on the Fells. After a sleep we set out on a further adventure.

I was awake first, to a glorious day, the sun was streaking the room with brilliance. The perfect day to take a young lady up Dikney. I brewed some tea and made a sandwich which I took it into the bedroom.

"Wake up, sleepy head," I said. It is a beautiful day and I will take you somewhere wonderful. Both naked we sat up side by side in the bed. "I will take you on a short walk to my favourite place."

"Is it far? One of your Wainwright's?"

"No, it's not even a peak."

"What will I need, boots?"

"Boots would be good, shorts and a tee shirt. I don't think we will need much. We'll drive there and when we come down we will go to the pub for a meal. Let's get off straight away."

"I'll need a bath first," she said.

"I promise you, you won't."

"It's only lust that has kept me from not bathing sooner, for fucks sake all I have done is wipe myself down."

"Trust me you will be fine. I will sort everything. Go and have a wee while I sort your clothes," I ordered. Off she shot. I looked through her clothes, she had unpacked and there was not a lot.

Firstly I went through her knickers, pervert, I know. I found a thong that would barely cover her pussy, a pair of short shorts, bra and tee shirt. A decent pair of socks and her boots. Those were for her to wear now. I found a summer dress, stockings and high heels which I put in a bag in the car.

She came back into the bedroom, she picked up the knickers and laughed. "So like a man," she giggled, putting the thong on. I dressed at the same time as she did and when she was ready I must say the shorts showed off her arse beautifully.

I parked the car in the designated car park, put a tenner in the box, plucked up my small pack and we set off.

The sun was shining and as we worked our way up the glen following the fast flowing beck. At times we were walking next to the beck and other times the path meandered up the side and we were walking among the treetops.

It was magical, I love this place, whenever I come to the lakes I walk up here. The humidity in this little valley was a lot higher than the surrounding area as there was no wind so we were sweating.

I let Lucy walk in front, well wouldn't you? my eyes never leave her arse. We continued, getting hotter and sweatier. Eventually we could hear the sound of water splashing.

We reached a waterfall, is waterfall the right word for a stream of water that falls about ten feet into a pool. A pool that was around eight by twelve feet. It was of course not square or circular but totally erratic in shape. It was three feet to the bottom at the deepest part.

I know how the desert traveller feels when he finds an oasis.

There are probably plenty of higher water falls in the area but I love this place. "I am so sweaty, can I jump in?"

"That's why we are here," I started undressing. She was down to her bra and knickers. "You can safely take those off, nobody can see us." She had them off and jumped in naked. She stood under the waterfall, there had been rain lately so there was more water than usual.

The water shrouded her body as it tumbled down, you could not say that it was her as her face was partly distorted by the deluge. Her tits were just visible but not clearly.

"You look amazing under there, I will take a photo." I retrieved my phone and took some photos, they looked great. "Turn round," I took more of the back view. I went and got her thong. "Put these on while I take some more," I said, handing them to her.

"What are you doing?" she asked as she stepped into them. A few more photos and I put the phone down and joined her. "I'm freezing," she said. "I may need to share your body heat."

Happy to oblige we got out and made love on the grass. I use the term 'made love' perhaps erroneously but it was slow loving sex. We both climaxed, quietly and lay in the sun. I pulled a bottle of cava out of the pool, I had put it there when we first arrived. Two wine glasses, unfortunately plastic, were filled and we enjoyed a drink as we sat in the sun.

"I want you to look at the photos, I think they are erotic without being pornographic, the sort of thing that could go on a poster in a teenagers bedroom," I said. She took my phone.

"Wow, they are lovely, I would like one on my wall although my dad wouldn't approve."

"We will hook in to the TV when we get back and see it on a larger screen." We finished the Cava, had another dip before getting dressed.

"My thong is still wet I'll leave it off," she decided and put her shorts on, before her bra and tee shirt. Fully booted we ambled down, passing another group walking up, most people don't get as far as the waterfall. One of them was filling a water bottle from the beck.

"I peed in the pool not long ago," she whispered.

We reached the car and I handed Lucy the clothes I had brought for her. She smiled. "Very nice but you have forgotten knickers," she complained.

"My memory is quite good, I thought you could wear the ones you have but you can do without and also without a bra. I think the stockings are holdups, now get yourself dressed, I'm hungry."

In the back seat she managed to change, I put clean jeans and a tee shirt on. Changed my boots to trainers and drove down to the White Horse. She looked amazing in her summer dress, she had managed to brush her hair so it looked wild and interesting.

How girls with what appears to no time at all can put a bit of makeup on and look so different. "Sit at that table," I told her. "While I order the drinks and get the menus, don't sit on your dress, I want your bare arse on the velvet seat."

I ordered a pint of Cumberland ale and a lager. "Someone will be here to take the order, so choose what you fancy," I had taken control and to be honest I was loving it. I did think of ordering for her like a proper dom but I tiptoed in.

We ordered our meals. "We will have to walk back to the cottage and once we are past the houses I'll have my hand up your skirt and on your arse, I may play with your cunt. Half way up there is a nice quiet spot where you can squat down and with your cunt on display suck my cock, can you picture that alfresco sex?"

She looked quite dreamy. "Oh I can picture that, and will you fuck me there?"

"No I won't fuck you there but I will smack your arse for being so forward, you really are a slut. We'll move outside now where the seats are made of wood just in case you get too excited and leave a wet patch on this nice velvet seat which would embarrass me."

We sat at a bench, the seats were fixed to the bench, Lucy lifted her dress and sat bare arse on the wood, hopefully no splinters. We ate our meal and finished our second round of drinks. "We have to walk home after all that alcohol."

"Please can I pee before we set off?" Lucy asked.

Of course, I'll show you where the toilets are," I led her to the toilets and had a pee myself. Lucy elected to walk up the hill in her heels, a surprising choice but she probably thought boots didn't go with her outfit.

We had passed the last village house when I put my hand up her dress and grabbed her arse. Anyone behind would see her arse. "I think we should have a safe word before we go any further. If you want me to stop, say Sir Lancelot and I will do it immediately."

"Thank you," she replied. I moved my hand down and squeezed between her legs and put a finger into her pussy. Her exceedingly wet pussy. She put her hand around my waist to help with her balance. I headed to one side and behind a hedge I told her: "On your knees." I was unfastening my trousers. "You know what to do." She held my cock and started sucking. "Okay stop, stand up, turn around and bend over." I lifted her dress over her back and started fingering her pussy. "Oh what a slut, I knew your cunt would be soaking, it takes nothing to get a slut like you turned on. Your nipples were poking out through the meal."

"Please sir, I need a wee," she begged.

"So do I, have one here," I pointed my cock away from her and started peeing. She looked embarrassed, don't worry, you had pissed yourself when I first met you." She moved to one side, lifted her dress and squatted.

She was looking around. "You'll have to drip dry although it is quite wrong for you to be on the fells without knickers so I have saved these for you." I produced the little thong she had started out with. Lift your foot." I put one leg into the thong then the other.

"That's the wrong way, the material part goes to the front," she complained.

"Oh dear does that mean the thin cord which normally goes up your arse will now bisect your cunt?"

She blushed. "Yes sir."

"Would that mean it would be rubbing against your clit?"

"Yes, sir."

"And would that be a turn on? Would your cunt get even wetter? If I pulled it at the back would it be painful?"

"Yes sir, it would hurt a lot."

Well you do need punishment for peeing in the beck, rather than pull on your knickers I will spank you when we get back."

"Thank you sir."

We set off again, my hand remaining on her arse all the way up. "Take your dress off," I ordered. There she stood, stockings, heels and a cord disappearing between her pussy lips. "Stand by the window, hands behind your head and legs apart. You can watch the birds and squirrels and any passing hikers can watch you. Smile at any who may be passing."

"Stop Sir Lancelot, will have me stopping immediately like I said but if you ask Sir Lancelot to change what is happening I may decide to do what you ask for instance slow down, faster, softer."

"Yes sir," she moved in front of the window and standing proud, her tits stuck out. I poured two whiskies and added a cube of ice to each. I put the drinks on the coffee table and picked up two ice cubes, walked behind Lucy and put my hands around her and held a cube against each nipple.

With my cock nestles between her bum cheeks I rubbed the ice on her tits. She shivered but the cold did not stop her rubbing her arse on my cock, I'll swear she is gripping and releasing it with her arse cheeks.

I whispered in her ear. "Have you seen any hikers? I bet you love to show everything to passers by. Tomorrow I will have you flashing your cunt and tits to all sorts. Can you picture your open wet cunt being shown to dirty old men, it will be." I brought my hand down to her pussy and gently massaged it with the remains of the ice cube.

"Come and have a drink to warm you up," I escorted her to the sofa, sat down and cuddled together and we sipped a very good single malt. "You are going to bend over the back of this sofa. Your mouth and arse and cunt will all be available but first I am going to smack your arse."

"Yes sir," she did not object to the arse reference.

"How many smacks do you think is the correct number for your punishment?"

"Erm, I don't know... ten?"

"Yes that's what I thought so that's ten from you and ten from me, so twenty."

"Yes sir." I had my finger in her pussy to keep her in the mood.

"Okay, get over the back, legs spread." and there she was neatly available. Starting at the top I put my cock in her mouth. Her hands were on the seat of the sofa so her mouth was open she sucked my cock without any hand interference. I didn't take too much advantage of her vulnerability.

Around the back I looked at her lovely arse, did I want to hurt her? Not really I wanted to fuck her. But I needed to cement my position and what the hell I was loving being in charge. Following a quick play with her pussy I smacked her arse, left cheek and then right. "Harder, please Sir Lancelot."

Oh fuck, I don't want to hurt her. I'll give it a try. I hit her arse harder.

"Thank you sir." I carried on smacking her.

"Have you counted how many?"

"No, sir you had better start again and I will count." Fuck me, my erection was throbbing. I started again, her arse was becoming a beautiful shade of red, I tried to vary where I hit, moving down to her thighs and hitting downward to the top of her arse.

"Twenty sir, thank you," she said. I pushed her head further down so that her arsehole was more or less pointing to the ceiling. Behind her I put my tongue deep into her cunt, sucking up her juices before concentrating on her clit. My nose was pushing against her arsehole, my tongue slowly moved from her clit over and into her cunt up to her arsehole.

I licked around and her arse tensed as I tried to push into it. "No, no," she gasped. As there was no safe word I carried on. Two fingers in her pussy had her screaming in orgasm, her arse tightened then relaxed and my tongue entered. "Noooo," she screamed.

I gave her arse a slap, moved around, grabbed her hair and assaulted her mouth. "I'm going to cum soon not in your slutty mouth but all over your face, you'll look like a real whore."

I pulled out and true to my word I ejaculated over her face, she was smiling. "Thank you sir," she said, trying to catch some of my copious spunk in her mouth.

"I need another whisky after that, pour a couple of glasses," I ordered, sitting myself down on the couch. She returned with the Scotch, handed me one before getting down on her knees and taking my cock in her mouth. She was looking up at me with her big blue eyes, her face splattered with my spunk.

My cock was shrivelled enough for her to smile as she had her lips around it. "Come and sit by me." She looked disappointed.

"Can I suck your cock when we have finished our drink, please sir," she begged.

"We will look at your photos on the big screen first,"

"Oh yes sir and then I'll suck you dry." We looked at the photos, there were several that her dad may have allowed. None of them were pornographic, her face and pussy were not recognisible on any of them, all obscured by the water. Her tits were visible on some pictures as they peeped through the water which parted around each tit.

My cock was rising, the photos were so erotic, this did not go unnoticed by Lucy. She took hold and gently manipulated it. "I love them, I'm not sure I would want anyone else to see them," she said quite seriously, then laughed. She stood, took my empty glass, refilled it and then knelt between my legs.

She started licking my balls, holding my cock up out of the way although it was doing a pretty good job on its own. I opened my legs and stretched back, closing my eyes. I savoured the feeling. "I did not give permission to do that," I said dreamily. "You will have to be punished."

"Yes please sir," she said, licking my balls and up my cock to the tip and back. With her tongue on the underside of my balls she lifted my legs up. She started kissing around my arse before kissing my arsehole. Fuck, she didn't need to do that! Using both arms I pulled my legs further back which allowed her to let go and grip my cock.

If I had not climaxed an hour or so earlier I would have cum on the spot. Her tongue moved from poking into my arsehole to that spot between the arse and balls that probably has a name and is very sensitive. I realised how women must feel in this vulnerable position.

"Get on the floor on your belly, I'm going to fuck your fucking brains out." I got on her back. "Hold your cunt open." I thrust into her and moved my hands towards her tits. To help me she pushed up allowing me to grab them. I pulled on the nipple rings and to increase the pressure and pain she pushed further up.

I pressed down on top of her, squashing her tits into my hands. She must be finding it hard to breathe with my weight on top of her. I quite violently banged into her until I climaxed and collapsed on top of her.

I rolled off allowing her to take a deep breath. She appeared so calm and relaxed, smiling she climbed on top of me and kissed all over my face. "Thank you my sir for the best day ever." she said.

"I think a bite to eat and a bath, then bed to sleep, I have plans for the morning.