The Cabin – Part One

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If you’re already a friend of mine, you know I have a one track, filthy mind. So imagine my joy when my gorgeous boyfriend, booked us a luxury cabin in the woods, so that I could live out my fantasy of a dirty night away. I thought it is only fair that I write a story based on the events that night in the cabin. I have changed our names to protect our identities, but apart from that there is nothing added, or taken away. I hope you enjoy reading about it, as much as I enjoyed experiencing it. The keys to our hide away are jingling in my hands, as I walk up the narrow stone path. I am so excited that I can’t help acting like a child, who’s just been given the keys to a candy store, and told they can help themselves. I look round with a huge grin plastered on my face, to see him following me up the path. We round the corner and the path comes to an end. In front of me hidden in between the trees, there is a wooden door. I am reminded of reading The Secret Garden as a child. I feel like Mary, as I place the key in the lock and turn it to reveal the exciting new place to explore. As I walk through the door, I have to stop and put down my bag. I take in the beauty of my surroundings. The Cabin is perfect, nestled in the hillside amongst the trees. It’s dark wood melding perfectly with the surrounding green. The cabin has a decked terraced, with a hot tub to one side, and a bench that looks out onto the rolling hills in the distance. He comes up behind me and wraps his strong loving arms around my waist. “What do you think?” He asks, as he gently kisses my neck. “Oh Sweet, it’s just perfect!” He laughs, as I can’t keep the excitement out of my voice. “You haven’t even seen inside yet. Come on.” He grabs my arm and pulls me towards the cabin door. Leaving the bags on the decking, just so eager to get inside and explore the love den. Inside it’s just as perfect; I have been transported to another world. I am now in the mid-west. Oh yes I am going to have some fun in here. “Fucking Hell, Jen come and look at this!” I follow his voice into the bathroom and can’t help but match his expression. “Fuck, it’s massive!” The bathroom is as big as the bedroom and living area combined. It has a huge tiled cove to the right, which looks like a cave and has a double sized walk in shower.“Is that what I think it is?” I question, pointing to the small door straight in Ataşehir escort bayan front of me. ” Yes! It’s our very own sauna.” I turn to him and can’t help grinning even wider. The floor is covered in marble tiles, there are twin sinks, and then I see it. A sunken, hot tub sizes, whirlpool bath, with a TV on the wall. “We are going to have so much fun in here!” I tell him. “It’s been a long drive. Why don’t we freshen up? Then I thought you might like a massage.” I turn the taps on in the bath and go and retrieve our bags from outside, my anticipation of what is to come, building rapidly.—————————————————————————————————————– I sink back into the hot water and stretch out, taking full advantage of the bath that fits my tall frame. I allow the heat and the water to wash over my tense, aching, naked body. Pressing the button, the soft hum of the pump starts and the bubbles tickle me as they swirl around. James, or J as I tend to call him, brings me a drink. I sit back sipping it. I watch him strip out of his clothes. My eyes eagerly take in the sight of his naked body. It still affects my insides to see him like this, even after 10 years of being together. I could look at him forever, but all too soon he has stepped into the shower and out of view. While J was making us the drinks he must have set the laptop up in the bedroom, and started the playlist I had made. The sweet seductive sounds filter through to the bathroom. I lean my head back, relaxing, allowing myself to think about all that I have planned for the next 24 hours. J knew what I had in mind. Having a love for writing, I have already given him his very own special story. Depicting how I want to make the most of the time we have in our cabin. I want to draw out the pleasure, prolonging things for us both; driving us into a frenzy, until we cannot take any more and the passion overcomes us. Throughout the day I have purposely been building the tension between us; a small touch here, a meaningful kiss there. Just long enough to feel the passion start to burn, before withdrawing. I’ve positioned my body in just the right ways to slip subconscious thoughts into his mind. I do so now, knowing that he will be out the shower soon. I kneel in the bath exposing my naked body, Escort Ümraniye getting the shower gel, lathering myself with soap and massaging my body. I let my hands slide over my breasts and across my hardening nipples, closing my eyes and tilting my head back, as I enjoy the feel of my own hands slipping across my smooth wet skin. I hear him switch off the shower. I don’t stop or hide away like I normally would, not today, not here. I open my eyes and see him standing in front of me. His eyes are full of desire, as he watches me soap my naked body. I see his cock begin to twitch into life. I squeeze the sponge allowing the water to wash the soap off my breasts, revealing my erect nipples to him. Then I give him my mischievous grin. With a twinkle in my eye I sink back down under the water, washing all the soap from my body, before emerging from the bath, climbing out and grabbing a towel, as my naked body moves past him, with just the slightest brush of skin to skin contact. “You should give the bath ago, it is really good. I’m just going to set up for the massage, come out when you’re ready.” When he emerges from the steaming bathroom, with just a towel wrapped round his waist, beads of moisture running from his damp hair down his torso. I am stood at the end of the bed. I am wearing a short white baby-doll, the light material is completely see-through. I have a matching tiny white thong, which is already damp from the escalating desire raging within me. In my hand I am holding a bottle of baby oil. “Lie down and make yourself comfortable.” J does as I instruct and resumes the normal position, I like to give him back massages, but today’s massage is going to be a little different. He has positioned the towel over his tight arse. With a light giggle, I grab the corner of the towel and whip it off his body, leaving him lying naked, face down on the bed. I kneel at his side and pour the oil into my hands, allowing it to warm slightly before letting tiny droplets fall from my hands onto his skin. I could straddle him, but I want to keep the physical contact to a minimum. I know J is already aroused, as I sneaked a peak, and saw his erect cock when he laid down on the bed. I start at his neck and shoulders, knowing he would be tense from driving all morning. Satisfied that I have worked out all the tension there, Bostancı escort I work my hands down his back, over his firm buttocks and right the way down both his legs. I spread his legs wider, sliding my hands up the inside of his thighs; just lightly brushing my fingers across his exposed balls. I take my time slowly working my hands over his body. Leaning over him, I allow my nipples to escape from their lace restraints. I let my breasts and nipples skim over his skin, as my hands work his body. Happy that I have covered his entire body from this position, I get off the bed. Taking the towel and folding it. I place it back over his naked bottom, and tell him to roll onto his back. Stepping up my tease, I straddle him. The only thing preventing skin to skin contact is the towel, and the near non-existent material of my now wet panties. I can feel his hard cock pressing into my pussy from beneath its cover. It takes everything within me not to grind myself against him, but as I look up at his face, with his eyes closed and a delicious smile on his lips, I can tell he is enjoying the tease, just as much as I am. I don’t warm the oil in my hands this time; I just pour the cold liquid onto his chest, causing him to gasp in shock. I lower myself so he gets a great view of my cleavage. I start to work my hands over his chest. Ever so slowly I push my hips harder against him, with every stroke of my hands. I slide myself down his body, my nose and lips brushing down his body, hands trailing behind. I enjoy the feel of his body beneath my fingers. My hands slip over his skin, I feel his muscles beneath. I tease my fingers closer and closer to his hard cock under the towel. It would be so easy for me to rip the towel off and ride him senseless, and I can tell he feels the same way to. So I get up off the bed declaring. “My turn!” I strip off the baby-doll, stepping out of my panties and making my way back to the bed. I get comfortable face down on the soft white cotton sheets; feather pillows gently support my head. Perhaps as payback for my teasing, or my earlier shock with the oil, J pours the oil directly from the bottle onto my back. The initial shock makes me gasp like he did, but then the sensation of the cold oil trickling over my hot naked body feels so good. I sigh deeply and wait for his strong hands to make contact with my skin. I don’t often get massages from J, usually preferring to have my back tickled instead, so this is a nice change to the usual soft touches. His firm, hardworking hands push hard against my aching muscles, leaving a path of relaxation behind them. I feel like I am melting into the bed as his hands work all over my body.

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