Lakeside Tease

The sharp scent of pine and damp earth hit me the second I stepped onto the lake house deck, but it was her low laugh from inside that made my pulse spike. Heat flushed under my skin as I watched her move behind the bar, hips swaying like she knew exactly who was staring. The place was empty except for us—my buddy’s weekend rental, quiet water lapping at the dock outside, string lights glowing soft gold against the twilight.

「あら、見かけない人ね。家を丸ごと予約したのはあなた？」と彼女は、ハスキーでからかうような声で呼びかけた。名札には「ライリー」と書いてあった。ぴったりした黒のタンクトップが彼女のおっぱいを包み込み、ローライズのショーツの上のおへそには小さなシルバーのピアスが光っていた。

“Yeah. Jake,” I answered, sliding onto a stool, eyes locked on the smooth curve of her throat. “Didn’t expect the bartender to come with the place.”

Riley leaned forward, elbows on the polished wood, giving me a perfect view down her cleavage. “Surprise. I’m part of the package this weekend. What’s your poison, Jake?”

“Whatever you’re having,” I said, my gaze dropping to her mouth. The air between us crackled.

She poured two shots of tequila, slid one my way, and licked salt off the back of her hand slow enough to make my cock twitch. “To unexpected company,” she murmured, clinking glasses. We tossed them back. The burn matched the fire building low in my gut.

Before the empty glasses hit the bar, Riley was around the counter, standing between my spread thighs. “You’ve been eye-fucking me since you walked in,” she whispered, fingers tracing the edge of my shirt. “I like it. Makes me wet.”

“Fuck, Riley…” I growled, hands sliding up her bare thighs, feeling the heat of her skin. No slow warm-up. I yanked her closer, mouth crashing against hers. She tasted like salt and citrus. Her tongue pushed back, greedy, while she ground against the hard ridge of my cock through my jeans.

She broke the kiss just enough to breathe, “Touch me. Now.” My fingers slipped under her shorts, finding her pussy already slick and hot. I rubbed her clit in tight circles. Riley moaned into my mouth, hips jerking. “Yes… like that. Harder.”

彼女をくるりと回し、バーの天板に前屈みにさせた。彼女の胸の下で木の天板はひんやりしていた。俺は彼女のショーツとパンティーを一気に乱暴に引き下ろした。低い照明の中で、彼女の肉感的な尻が輝いていた。俺は脈打つ肉棒を解放した。太く、先走りを滲ませたそれを、彼女の濡れた割れ目に沿って擦り付けた。

“Put it in me,” she demanded, pushing back. I thrust forward, burying every inch of my dick inside her tight pussy in one stroke. Riley cried out, fingers gripping the bar edge. “Oh shit… you’re so deep.”

I fucked her fast, skin slapping skin, the wet sounds of her cunt sucking me in filling the quiet lake house. Each thrust made her tits bounce against the wood. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling just enough to arch her back.

“Harder, Jake—don’t you dare slow down,” she gasped. I changed rhythm, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, grinding against her g-spot. Her legs started shaking. “I’m gonna cum… fuck, I’m cumming!”

Her pussy clamped down, pulsing around my cock as she came hard, a gush of wetness coating my balls. I kept pounding through it, chasing my own release.

I pulled out, spun her to face me, and lifted her onto the bar. Riley wrapped her legs around my waist as I drove back inside her dripping hole. This angle let me watch her face—eyes half-lidded, lips parted. I fucked her deep and steady now, thumb circling her swollen clit.

“Cum inside me,” she begged, nails digging into my shoulders. “Fill this pussy up.”

The words tipped me over. I buried myself to the hilt and erupted, thick ropes of cum flooding her clenching walls. Riley shuddered through another orgasm, milking every drop.

俺たちはつながったまま、荒い息を繰り返し、開け放たれた窓から流れ込む湖の空気にセックスの匂いが混ざっていった。俺は彼女に額を寄せ、彼女の中で柔らかくなっていくのを感じていた。

“Best welcome I’ve ever had,” I whispered, brushing damp hair from her cheek.

Riley smiled, lazy and satisfied, tracing a finger down my chest. “The night’s still young, Jake. Bartender’s got a few more tricks… if you keep flirting like that.”

She kissed me slow, bodies still joined, the water outside whispering against the dock like it approved.