Liberated Pt. 25

Part 25

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Friday morning O stayed home to pack for our weekend getaway.

I text Jill: I'm going away for the weekend, lots of fantasy applications are in, can you start work Monday?

Jill reply: Absolutely, what time?

I text Jill: 9 or 10, won't be formal, new to me too, we'll set up a few plans together with Bernice.

O, arrives.

"Ok, that's it, let's go, you're done, go say good-byes, I gotta switch keys with Carl."

"Why?"

Because I want the 4x4, not the convertible. My plans, trust remember, don't make me take you over my knee."

"Careful girl, we won't get to the lodge if we start spanking before noon." I give her a kiss,

"Carl will be in one of the upstairs rooms."

We transfer the bags into the SUV and embrace.

"One more thing, your phone please."

I hand her my phone. She passes both our phones to Bernice.

"What are you doing?"

"I bought a burner, we have contact, we have a camera, Bernice has this number if any emergency arises."

"Trust me, get in buckle up, you're all mine until Monday."

We're barely out of the city I look at O.

"I'm hungry."

"Shall I find an off road, or do you mean actual food?" She giggles.

"Damn girl, I like how you think, yes to both."

"We'll have many opportunities for muff munching this weekend, so reach the brown paper bag right behind my seat."

I open the bag.

O says.

"Pizza bacon pockets, Steph made them, they're on the new bar menu." I pass her one and bite into mine.

"Wow, my new second most favorite food, pussy's still my favorite flavor." We each finish another pocket, and I fire up a fat joint.

After a 2-hour drive, flirtatious chatter, we arrive at large, rustic, log cabin lodge, a native man approaches.

"Odette, it's been years, welcome, go have a drink in the lounge, I'll get your luggage."

"He's Bob, his family owns and runs the lodge."

The place has a relaxing old ranch style charm, a woodsy smell. We enter the lounge 8-10 people sitting around, large, overstuffed sofas and chairs, drinks sitting on live edge, log cut and varnished tables. A stone fireplace on one wall with floor to ceiling windows on either side, a bear skin rug in front of the hearth.

"Ready to take you to your cabin whenever you wish to go." Bob announces. We chug our cocktails, excited to go.

We wander a winding path down to the lake; I see one canoe on the beach.

"Here." Bob hands us each a life jacket. I give O a 'WTF' look.

"Chill Babe, trust me." She pecks my cheek.

Bob chauffeurs us across the small lake, it's beautiful, the fresh air, the smell of evergreens, loons crying in the distance. We see 2 deer on the shore. I smile at O and nod. We beach, I see a tiny log cabin up a path.

"I'll bring the luggage, you go ahead. Then I'll start a fire."

"Let me see if I can start it Bob, I remember how."

I sit on a bench watching O choose some twigs, and small sticks, she takes a match and holds it under the teepee shaped twigs she built.

"Aren't you supposed to rub 2 sticks together to start that?" She sticks her tongue out me.

"When Bob leaves, I'll show you where to use that." I push my tongue out wagging my head. Bob comes from the cabin.

"Everything you requested is inside Odette, I chopped enough wood to last until I return around 2 tomorrow."

"Thanks Bob."

O has a roaring fire going. Bob paddles away.

She crawls to me tugs me to the ground we wrestle, tickling, kissing, giggling.

"I need to pee." I say.

"The outhouse is right there." O points

"Really, this is not what I imagined when you suggested a rustic, spa lodge girlfriend." I get up, and head toward the tiny structure.

"Make sure there's no critters down there before you sit." She laughs loudly. I don't see her when I return, I call; she appears from the cabin, with blankets, wine, and glasses. We spread a puffy soft blanket near the firepit, share wine, a reefer, while chatting, teasing.

"I love you, O, and this is very relaxing."

As we passionately kiss, we disrobe each other. I lay back, excited to make love outdoors, beside the crackling fire. O picks a flower and traces it across my lips, up across my eyelids.

"Relax babe, allow me to pleasure you."

"Mmm hmm," I close my eyes, resting my head on my hands. O uses the flower like a feather, teasingly, lightly roaming over my exposed flesh, concentrating on my erogenous zones, especially my nipples.

"Mmmmm, that's so nice." I murmur as she circles my nipples, making a figure 8 pattern around one nip then grazing across to the other erect nub. I have goosebumps, tingling all over with sensory pleasure from the extremely light touch, I'm in a dreamlike state, as she trails the flower down my abdomen, spinning the petals, swirling on my belly button; I yawn my legs, in anticipation, promise of what is next.

"Ooohhhh, yyaaaaahhh."

O rests her head on my stomach, as the blossom caresses my labia, O is deliberate, delicately drawing the bloom along the edge of my lips. Slow repetitive light strokes barely touching, tickling, tantalizing the edges of my sensitive lips.

Sighing, I roll my hips, enjoying the excitement, the velvety flower tenderly tickling both slick, smooth surfaces of my inner lips. I'm climbing rapidly to a glorious climax. Struggling to restrain from releasing my lust and ravish O.

"Ohh, O, yes that's ssoooo, nice." She twirls the flower again, whirling the delicate petals over my clitoris,

"Oh mmyyy, ahhhh." My body starts to shiver, quivering from the extreme sensations she is administering. She strokes the blossom, across, around, over, up, down, side to side, teasing, titillating my clit and labia.

"Ohhh, my gawd O, that's fantastic, keep going like that, right there, I'm cumming." She moves her lips to mine we kiss, our tongues swirling,

"OOoooohhhh, I mumble, our mouths fused, my body erupts, quaking, with sensational feelings, releasing my orgasm. O uses her fingers to keep me cumming, still feverishly kissing; the second finger creates a flood, a rush of sensuous electric pulses, spasming my extremities.

"OOOHHH MYYY GGAAWWD O, OOHHH, OOHHH, YYAAAAAAAAAA!" I twist my lower body and clamp tightly around her fingers,

"AAAARRRRGGGGHHH!" My arms fling around her head rolling over on top of her. I lift my head gazing into her eyes with my lust filled eyes,

"WOW, that was wild." We make out, necking passionately for a long time.

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"I'll cook supper tonight, right here; then we'll snuggle by the fire. We'll watch the stars, listen to nature, make love, before we fall asleep under the stars."

She pours more wine, tosses a log on the fire; dusk arrives, the sky has a red glow, the sun is setting.

"Let's go down to the beach and watch the sunset." We wrap one blanket around both our shoulders, my arm around her waist, we wander the path to the beach. We sit on a log; O leans her head on my shoulder, watching the sun settle past the treetops; loons eerily crying somewhere on the lake. The soft rhythmic, lapping of the waves on the shore. The air cooling rapidly.

It gets completely dark, almost instantly.

"I can't see anything but the glowing fire up there."

"Dang, I forgot how dark it gets out here, hang on to me, I can navigate the path." O replies.

"Really, what else did you forget, great white warrior." I chuckle. She cautiously makes her way back to the fire; I follow her with my hands holding her hips. She guides me to the blanket.

"Sit, I'll go to the cabin, get the stuff for supper, flashlights, and more wine." She returns from the cabin wearing a headlight, carrying a basket of stuff. She sets several items on the corner of the blanket.

"Hotdogs, you're making me hotdogs." I tease her.

"Wanna make your own?" She passes me a stick with a wiener on it. I don't take it.

"No way, you said you were cooking."

"Geeze Erin, go pout in the bushes with the bears."

"Bears, really O," I grab her arm.

"Are there bears out here."

She kisses me,

"No, relax sweety," I hit her shoulder. I prepare a couple buns with condiments of choice. She opens a bag of Potato chips.

"Wow, is this the 5-star dining you led me to believe."

"Look up, way more than 5 star." She chuckles.

After 2 dogs, she makes smores; I never heard of or tasted smores before, I eat 4. She puts 2 large logs on the fire, the bright red sparks float up disappearing into the darkness.

I light a fatty.

We chat about our childhood, giggling, making fun of each other's stories. We lay cuddling, looking up at the stars; our heads resting on each other's arms. O points out, naming a few constellations, telling fond stories about her family spending several holidays here when she was younger.

I turn on my side, my fingers brush her cheek; my mouth goes to hers; our tongues play. My fingers fondle her nipples, her fingers fondle my labia, her mouth moves to my tit. I comb my fingers through her hair, holding her head against my breast. We tenderly masturbate each other, taking turns sucking each other's boobs. I move on top of her, into a 69, mouths sucking, fingers probing, mirroring each other's intimate movements. We deliberately take our time bringing each other to the brink, then slowing; building each other to a frenzied, feverish pitch, teasing, keeping each other on the verge of explosion. Neither willing to succumb, neither pushing the other over. Gawd it was spectacular, it had to be at least a couple hours; we rimmed each other, we sucked, licked, fingered, massaged, stroked, caressed, teased. I even considered we might continue like this until sunrise, ecstatic, euphoric bliss, I'm in such a state of joy, I no longer care if I cum.

I hear an owl hoot, not too far away, the flapping of its wings, startling me, breaking my trance; I get a chill and decide to go on the assault.

I smack O's ass.

"Ok, you're going to cum now." I ram 2 fingers up against her g-spot, sucking her clit hard, sticking my other forefinger into her butthole.

I push hard, deep, twisting my intrusive fingers, I lightly bite her clit, rolling it between my teeth, sending her into an explosive, shuddering, screaming, orgasm. "Oohhh yessss Baaaabe, keep going. I, I, I want more, at least another, I'm right there babe. Uhhh, uuhh."

I maintain everything that brought her to this finale, adding a second finger in her butt.

"OOHH, YYAAAAA, DO it, I'mmm ccuuummmminggg."

I twist and, suck and plunge, she quivers and moans.

"OOHHH ERRRRIINNNN, I LUUUUUV YYOUUUUU."

Her legs clamp tight around my head.

"AARRRGGHHH, mmmmmmmm, hhmmmmmm." She stiffens, shaking, groaning, butt muscles clenching. I remove my digits very slowly, tenderly kiss her labia several times. Carress her inner thighs and knead her buttocks. I twist around, move up alongside her, wrap my arms around her. Tugging a blanket over us cuddling.

"I love you, O, this is great, thank-you for getting me here."

We intimately kiss, she sighs, we're tightly embraced, her breathing changes, she quickly drifts off to sleep, I don't move.

I feel a tremendous peace wash over me; I am feeling enormously blessed, remarkably relaxed. I review my past few weeks in my mind, mentally acknowledging many moments of immense gratitude.

O is definitely the biggest blessing.

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I am awakened by a chatter of birds, a couple distant loons. The sun is behind the trees, it's chilly. I twist my head to see the lake water twinkling with silver ripples reflecting sunrise.

I need to pee, really bad, I wiggle O, kiss her cheek. She emits a murmur, and a smile grows on her gorgeous face. I kiss her lips.

"I gotta pee." I say, moving the blanket from my body.

She grabs my arm, jumps up and runs,

"I gotta go worse," She laughs.

I watch her sexy naked body running ahead of me.

She gives me a huge kiss when she exits the old rickety outhouse.

"Wow, I slept like a baby."

"Me too, satisfied, grateful, very relaxed, and loved." I sit for a pee, leaving the door open.

"Is there coffee in the cabin?" I ask.

"Yes, but we have to do something first." I wipe, she grabs my hand, tugging me from the outhouse.

"C'mon, don't stop, keep running." We run right into the lake, until we lose our balance and fall forward, the water is quite chilly, extremely refreshing. O hugs me, kisses me intimately.

"I love you babe." She dunks me, we jostle, push, shove each other splashing and playing like young kids.

After many minutes, I reiterate,

"Coffee."

"Ok, I'll make pancakes, bacon and eggs too."

We head to the cabin holding hands we stop by the firepit for a passionate kiss.

O teaches me how to start a fire in the wood stove.

After our fill of pancakes and bacon, we do the dishes.

"Let's hike to the waterfall, it's about 15 minutes."

"Sure, what should I wear?"

"Your birthday suit, same as me. And runners."

We leisurely stroll through the trees, holding hands, occasionally skipping, swinging our arms. I pick a tiny blue flower and put it in O's hair, kissing her.

We continue on, the trees open to a spectacular view, the rushing water, is making a fairly loud roar, it's about as wide as a street, very thin, like a veil, i can see the cliff behind it and falls about 25-30 feet, into a pool, about the size of city yard.

"C'mon babe, it's not deep, but be careful, the rocks are slippery."

We wade in, the water is crystal clear, it doesn't feel as chilly as the lake; about 1/3 of the way in we sit on a large flat boulder. The water just under our tits. We cuddle and kiss, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature. We sit for about an hour, sharing stories of her childhood memories here.

"C'mon I wanna show you." We head to edge of the clearing; she points to a tree. There's a carved heart in the tree with D.B. & H.L. in the middle.

"My parents met at the lodge when they were teenagers."

"They came here for their honeymoon, and apparently, I was conceived right here, under this tree."

"I wish I had a knife I'd carve our initials here too."

"Really, you would?"

"Yes."

"Wait here I'm running back for a knife."

I call after her.

"Don't run with a knife." I chuckle.

I was surprised how fast she returned, I carved the right side of the heart, and her initials, passed her the knife she completed the heart, and entered my initials.

"You complete my heart," I say. We lay down and made passionate love under the tree.

A couple hours later we meander down the path back to the cabin.

2pm Bob arrives,

"Let's go." He yells.

"We're not packed." I holler back.

"You're not leaving yet, come on, get in the canoe."

We put on the life jackets and Bob paddles further away from the lodge. O passes me a fishing rod. She drops a line from her rod,

"Drop the jig and bounce it like this." A few minutes later I get a bite.

"Reel it in, don't stand up, I'll get it." Bob picks up a net. He swoops up the fish, unhooks it.

"Good one Erin." He puts the fish on a rope hanging on the side of the boat. O catches one a short while later, I get another soon after.

"Ok, that's enough." Bob says. He paddles us back to the cabin.

"You start the fire; I'll clean the fish." Bob states.

"I've never fished before." I was teasing O,

"Both mine were bigger than yours." As I helped start the fire, we smoked a joint.

Bob put a grate over the fire, placing potatoes wrapped in tinfoil. I was on my 2nd wine when Bob passed me a plate.

"Bob, this is really tasty." I ask for seconds. After supper Bob asks.

"Well, decision time, staying here tonight, or coming back to lodge?"

"Stay," I quizzically look at O. She nods in agreement.

"O.k., what time do you want me to get you tomorrow?"

"In time for a dining room meal." I state.

"See you around 4 tomorrow then." Bob leaves.

"You don't want to do the spa tomorrow?" O asks.

"O, what we did today, can't be done in the city; everything back at the lodge, we can do at home, you were right I love this place. Maybe more than you." I grab her and tickle her sides. Holding her I pin her arms, straddle her, kiss her passionately, lovingly.

"It's been years since I've felt this good, relaxed, loved, I'm so at peace." I kiss her,

"I revere being with you. I'm so grateful, thank you for bringing me here. We need to return maybe for a week each year."

I strip, stretch out on the blanket,

"Throw a couple logs on the fire, light a joint and lay with me, my love. The stars will be out soon, we'll count them together."

We share more stories, go for a late-night swim in the moonlight. We cuddle under the stars, sleep by the fire again.