Sunrise at the lake

I woke up early on Sunday and it was that time of day where dark is just starting to slip away before sunrise. I decided I'd drive to the lake and try to catch some snapshots of the sun coming up over the water.

It was fall, so I figured there wouldn't be many cars at the lake this time of year, so I just slipped on some yoga pants with my cami that I slept in and grabbed a hoodie.

The boat launch is only about 6 minutes from my house and when I pulled up, there was only one other vehicle there, a nice new-looking Chevy truck. A man sat at the steering wheel, his gaze on the lake. I parked a few spaces over from him and got out quickly, setting up my tripod. I glanced over and saw him watching. I gave a quick smile and got back to work. He was tall, good-looking, and probably about 20 years younger than me. I should probably have been nervous, but I had my pepper spray nearby, and he didn't come across as creepy.

The sun started to peak through the trees on the opposite side of the lake and I bent to look through the viewfinder. I was just starting to get some good pictures when I heard his car door open and then close. I should have been a little more aware of where he was but I was distracted by this beautiful sunrise. I started snapping pictures as the rays of the sun beamed through the trees and onto the water. I could vaguely hear footsteps as he approached me. He was behind me and I just ignored him, steadily snapping pictures.

I glanced over my shoulder and he was just standing there, hands in pockets watching. Not the sunrise, but watching me. I didn't say anything, just kept snapping. The sun was reflecting off the water in full force now and a slight mist on the water was glowing, these were going to be great shots. I heard him move closer and I stood up just enjoying the view now.

I felt rough fingers gently touch my bare arms and then rest on my shoulders. I should be scared, I should run, but I didn't. He moved even closer so that I could feel the denim of his jeans through the thin fabric of my yoga pants covering my ass. He smelled good, like man and ivory soap.

I don't know what I was thinking, but I leaned back against him, he was tall and lean and my back pressed against a firm chest. He leaned down and kissed my neck, I instinctively bent my head to give him access and the kiss turned into a nibble and a suck. A small moan escaped my mouth and I felt his hands move from my shoulders and come around my waist pulling me tighter against him. I slid my hands over his and urged them higher to my breasts.

He squeezed my breasts as he continued to suck and nibble on my neck, a growl rumbled in his chest. His hands quickly pulled my shirt up and released my breasts, my nipples rock hard in the fall air. He squeezed my breasts and then his rough fingers pinched and pulled my nipples. I moaned loudly. No one was around but us so I felt free to make as much noise as I wanted. He let go of my breasts for just a second and pulled my cami over my head. He trailed kisses and nibbles down my shoulder as his hands returned to my nipples, pulling and pinching them hard.

I wanted to turn around and climb this man but I got the impression he wanted to lead the way, a dominant man if not a true dominant. His right hand moved down my stomach and under the waistband of my pants. I felt a long finger pressing against my slit through my panties that I'm sure were already soaked. He pushed my panties into my wet pussy and rubbed, the wet cotton roughly moving against my clit and I moaned again.

"Oh God yes," I breathed.

He removed his hand from my pants and guided me over to my car, pushing my hips against the hood. He pushed me forward a little so that I pressed my hands on the hood and stuck my ass out. He hooked his fingers into my pants and panties and in on quick move pulled them down to the ground. I stepped out and kicked them aside. Before I knew what was happening he was spreading my legs and my ass cheeks and a hot, wet tongue was licking me. I moaned against my car, lifting my ass to give him better access. He moved his tongue around my tight bud and then slid it up to the front finding my swollen clit and sucking on it. I felt like I could cum at any minute. He kept working me with his tongue and lips and then I felt a long rough finger slide into me. That did it, I came, right there on my car hood. My pussy clenched his finger and he pumped it in and out of me as his tongue licked.

"Mmmmmm," he said against my pussy.

He slowly retreated and I stayed where I was, giving him complete control. I don't know when I had become such an easy submissive slut but I was loving this. I heard his zipper come down and then the sound of denim hitting the ground. He pulled my hips back so that I was really bent over and I felt the head of his cock rubbing up and down my slit.

"Oh fuck yes," I moaned.

He pushed into me just a little. He was thick and I felt my cunt stretch from the fullness. I moaned loudly again as he slid farther in. I hadn't looked back at him so I didn't know how big he was, but when he bottomed out inside me I knew, he was massive. He began to move in and out of me, almost coming all the way out before slamming back in. His hands dug into my hips so hard I thought I might have bruises later but I didn't fucking care. He was fucking me so good and I could tell he was holding back. I wanted all of him, all the thrust, all the cum.

"Yes yes yes yes," I chanted.

He moved faster; I could feel that his control was slipping and my pussy was already about to explode again. The head of his cock was rubbing just the right spot and I tensed up just before I broke, screaming as I came again around his cock, my pussy tightening and liquid slipping out of me.

"Oh Fuck!" he yelled.

He sped up, pushing hard and fast and then froze, buried deep inside me he grunted as he filled me with hot cum. I moaned as I felt him cumming. He ran his hands up my back and then down to my ass. He gave it a hard spank and then slowly, deliciously pulled out of me. I felt our mixed juices run down my leg.

I didn't know what to do, I stood up and looked around on the ground for my clothes. He pulled his pants up and I caught a glimpse of the monster he was tucking back in his pants. I couldn't believe I'd just been fucked with that amazing cock.

I found my pants and slipped them on. He grabbed my arm and pulled me against him. He kissed me hard his hands running down my back. He broke the kiss and looked in my eyes for a long moment; neither of us said anything. He walked over to his truck and got in and left. I stood there topless and fucked and watched him go. I finally found my shirt and slipped it on. I packed up my camera and then just sat in the car. I can't believe I was so reckless but I loved every minute of it. I drove home, showered and then got back in bed. I needed a little nap after such an interesting morning.

The next Sunday I set my alarm for just before sunrise and headed to the lake again. I figured it was a one-time thing, but when I rounded the corner and pulled into the boat launch, there sat a nice Chevy truck with a familiar figure at the steering wheel. My nipples hardened with anticipation.