Three days earlier I was in the Missoula airport, standing awkwardly at the gates waiting for the arrival of someone I had not met in person. I had been chatting with Livingdeadgirl and trading pictures for months on Sex Forums. On a whim one day I had shot her an email asking if she had ever been to Montana and when she said no, I thought what the hell. The meeting at the gate was awkward, I didn't know if a kiss or a hug or a handshake would be appropriate, but she confidently strode through the gate and walked right up to me, kissed me on the cheek and pulled me down to her while she whispered in my ear "its good to finally see you and I can't wait to fuck you. Fucking was all I could think of during the long flight and right now my panties are soaking".
The long drive to the lake seemed to be even longer than normal. I kept looking at this gorgeous young thing sitting next to me, the short bobbed hair, the dazzling eyes, the tattoos peeking out from under the shirt, but mostly my eyes wandered to the firm breasts riding high on her chest. The cabin is located on the shores of a high mountain lake in Western Montana, the cabin is small, rustic, nothing fancy. There is a neighbor to the east of my place, about 100 yard away, and a small lodge and a Forest Service campground across the lake. The neighboring cabin is owned by an elderly couple who live a couple hundred miles away and rarely use their place anymore. Other than the guests at the lodge across the lake we were alone, miles from any one and any place. The larch trees that tower above the cabin are over 300 years old, a small path winds through the trees to the dock and the cold mountain waters of Holland Lake.
I showed Livingdeadgirl the cabin and said it was time to head to the lake. I had planned on dropping our bags and food at the cabin and heading down to the lake when we arrived, but I knew right away that my plans were not going to work when Livingdeadgirl walked out of the bedroom wearing that killer bikini and a wicked smile on her pretty face. She grabbed the front of my shirt and said show me that dick you've been teasing me with for all these months. She dropped to her knees and unzipped my pants and before I could say a word, she had my soft dick in her mouth. In seconds my dick was hard, I could feel my nuts tightening up. Livingdeadgirl looked up at me with those dazzling eyes, my dick in her mouth, my freshly shaved nuts in her hands and I knew what was about to happen. I was powerless to stop it, the cum just erupted from my nuts. With a gag, she swallowed it all, a massive load of cum from what had to be the shortest blow job ever. I turned beet red and apologized, "I'm sorry, its been so long for me, I couldn't help it." With a laugh, Livingdeadgirl dropped to the floor and said all I needed to hear, "fuck me now and fuck me hard."
I quickly stripped my favorite bikini from her body, stopping to admire her big beautiful breasts, and when I finally saw her smoothly shaved pussy, I could feel my dick starting to tingle. I was on my hands and knees, alternating my attention between her tits and her pussy, licking and nibbling those nipples while I rubbed her smooth pussy, then sliding over to lick and taste her wet pussy while I tugged on her nipples. Finally I had to settle in, laying between her legs, that gorgeous freshly shaved pussy in my face. Using my fingers and my tongue, I feverishly worked her clit, tracing her pussy with my tongue up to the little button of her clit and then back down, fucking her pussy with my tongue. My right hand played with her ass while my tongue and left fingers furiously raged across her pussy and clit. From my vantage point on the floor I looked up and just past her glistening shaved pussy I could see her nipples red and erect, her face getting flushed, and when she arched her back and her legs quivered, I knew the orgasm was moments away. She grabbed the back of my head and drove my face into her pussy as the pleasures finally hit home. When she finally let go of my hair, I watched her pussy quiver and twitch, I couldn't resist blowing a small puff of air across her clit, she twisted and jumped at the surprise sensation across her sensitive pussy lips.
Suddenly the memory train was snapped, the bartender asked if I was ready for another drink. Shaking my head, I found myself back at the Missoula Club, with a glass of melted ice cubes in front of me. I knew I needed another glass of whisky, I was nowhere near finished reliving the hot weekend at the lake with Livingdeadgirl.