Chance Encounters

Yours

Mark flipped me so I was on top of him. Smiling I started to kiss his neck. I felt his hands run up and tear the shirt I was currently wearing off. Running my hands down his chest I gently took a hold of his pants pulling them down as I continued kissing his neck,making my way down his chest. His eyes were a soft blue as he took my face in his hands. Gently pushing his tongue in my mouth,I moaned. Mark unclipped my bra and it fell off my chest as he then made his way to my chest. We swapped positions so we were sitting in front of each other. He looked up at me smiling. Turned on was an understatement,I wanted him at this moment and forever. Mark kissed my lips gently biting at my lips, pulling away he tenderly breathed in my ear causing me to melt. “You like it so far my dear?” His voice silky smooth in my ear. I nodded and managed to say, “Yes my love.” He then chuckled kissing on my shoulders, “Then you will enjoy what’s to come.” I smiled looking over at him. His blue eyes gazing into mine as he removed my pants. He pushed me back so my head hit the pillow, he gently ran his hands across my thighs, sending all sorts of tingles up my spine. Moving my legs apart slowly revealing my slit. His fingers ran across it. He was rubbing on the c**t in a back and forth motion, coming back up to my chest to suck on my n*****s. I moaned at his warm touch. Everywhere he touched sent tingles all up and down my body. He kissed my neck and behind my ears. “My,my, someone is wet.” His tone driving me wild as I heard him chuckle underneath his breath. “Now for the fun part.” He said, missing down my chest and thighs. Then he went and started to use his tongue around my c**t. Letting out some moans I could feel his warm breath on me. He rubbed his tongue on my c**t and I felt some tension lift and the wetness increase. Not stopping he went slow as he stuck two fingers inside me. My breathing hitched as he moved them in a slow back and forth stirring. I let out a louder moan as he took off his pants. He was rock hard. “You ready?” I nodded as he went slow, pushing himself into me. “It should only hurt for a minute.” I grimaced as he pushed himself further into me. I felt a new liquid run down my thighs,but before I could even process it he moved my legs to his shoulders. I seen the warm smile as he started to move his hips. The pain was replaced with pleasure as my eyes rolled back. “MARK! That… Feels… so… good…” I yelled out and he started to pick the pace up. My body tensed up feeling yet again more liquid run down me,but I didn’t want it to stop. He picked up the pace moving his hips quicker as I yelled his name yet again. He moved down and kissed me. It was forceful yet very nice as my body tensed around his. Before I knew it he pulled out of me grabbing a shirt to put around himself. He was standing up panting for breath, on arm was holding himself up against the wall,while the other held the shirt.

To say I was out of breath was an understatement. I was panting just as hard as him. He looked over and smiled, “I hope that was worthy enough of your first time.” I got up and hugged him, dropping the shirt he wrapped his arms around me, “it was fantastic,it was the most pleasure I’ve felt.” He smiled his sapphire eyes looking into mine. I kissed him not wanting to let him go. He turned around and I followed his gaze back to the bed. A puddle of liquid and blood was on the sheets. “I hope it didn’t hurt you too badly.” I shook my head, “You didn’t.” I said. He smiled and stripped the bed,taking the sheets and shirt into the laundry room. I pulled out a fresh set of sheets and made the bed, then I went into the bathroom to shower.

Mark came into the bathroom and hopped in the shower with me. The water hitting his body was very much a tease. I ran my hand down his hips and on to his member. He smiled, “Baby you want some more?” I smiled not saying anything as I started to stroke him. His eyes rolled back into his head. Then as a repeat of what he did to me; I put him into my mouth. He stood there with the hot water running off the both of us. His hands were tangled in my hair as I ran my tongue around the tip of him. My hand was stroking him at the same time. His moans were getting louder and before I knew it he pushed my head off, shooting white liquid down the drain. Once again he was huffing for air. “Goddamn baby you trying to kill me?” I giggled, “No,just trying to return the favor.” He smiled picking up the wash cloth and soap. “Turn around.” I followed his instructions as I felt the rag touch my back. He ran it all over from my shoulders to my ass cheeks. Then he pulled on me to turn and face him. He washed my chest and legs. I smiled. Feeling the heat from the water hit me. I groaned as he gently pecked my lips. I wanted to return the favor. Taking the cloth from him,I put more soap on it as he turned his back towards me. His muscles feeling nice and toned underneath the rag. I leaned over breathing in his ear running my lips down his neck. Then I turned him around to face me. His chest was nice and defined as I ran the soap on him. The suds and steam made him look almost straight out of a “Playgirl”magazine. Eventually the hot water ran out. Getting out of the shower I ran and got his camera and a towel for him. He dried his hair leaving it all disheveled. He tied it around his waist leaving the signature “v” on his hips. As he looked up I snapped a picture of him. His face flashing crimson as he noticed. Then without hesitation wrapped me in a towel. “You are dripping water everywhere darling.” I shrugged. “Worth it to get this picture.” He shook his head, grinning we walked back to my room. Mark sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me into his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was enjoying listening to his heartbeat, then he looked down at me, and said, “I love you Skye.” I smiled, shoving him onto his back, “I love you too Marky.” He smiled. We shared a kiss that was filled with as much passion as the both of us had.

The events of today left us both with hardly any energy. Mark held his arm up as I crawled next to him. Wrapping me in his embrace,he pulled up the blanket and held me. The both of us drifting into a deep sleep. My mind too exhausted to dream just replayed the events of this afternoon and morning.

About two hours later I sat up. I glanced at the small clock sitting on my dresser. 2:18 it read. I wiggled out of Mark’s grip. I put on my base layer that I had on this morning. Splash, looked like he didn’t move as he laid in front of the Franklin stove. He gave a long huff as he got up and out of the kitchen. I rummaged in the pantry cabinet finding a loaf of bread and some peanut butter. I slapped some on a piece of bred,folding it in half and shoving it down my throat. My mouth now sticky and dry so I opened the bottle of milk and slugged a few swigs from it. A bad habit I’ve had for a while,but I figured after the events of earlier the last thing that would matter is me drinking out of the milk container. Mark eventually stumbled into the kitchen. “I’m starving babe.” I laughed a bit, “You want a peanut butter sandwich?” He nodded sitting down at the table petting Splash. I poured him a glass of milk and set the sandwich on a napkin. “Here ya go darling.” He grinned, chowing down I poured him a glass of milk. I turned around,looking out the window. It was now going on 3:00, and afternoon hunt would start in another hour. “You still want to go out tonight?” I asked,still looking out the window at my cousins who were playing “Colonizer and Natives” shooting at each other with BB guns. I shook my head. Mark got up and wrapped his arms around my waist. Breathing in my ear, “Absolutely,I’m sure Splash would love to go again.” I smiled leaning back into his arms. “Alright, let’s start getting ready.” He kissed my neck, I turned around to see his gorgeous smile. He took my hand as we walked back to my room.

Getting back into our hunting clothes we walked out the door. My uncle Ike greeted us as we were about to load up into the truck. “Hey,y’all goin out there?” Mark nodded, “Sure are sir.” Ike nodded then gave him a pat on the back, “Kid ya don’t have to call me sir, call me Ike.” He gave me a thumbs up and walked to the open area,most likely to break up my cousins from seriously injuring themselves. We drove back to the boat launch to start our evening hunt.

The wind shifted since this morning, the water that was as smooth as glass turned into the ever so vicious monster, that Lake Superior can be. The white caps were easily 4-6ft making the tiny boat look like a child’s bath toy. Splash knew the risks of being high up on a stormy day,so he laid down with his head held high enough to see over the sides of the boat. As the “captain” it was my job to make sure that we were not only safe,but also have a successful hunt. Making up my mind I settled for going south west along the coast. Hoping that my experience on the lake taught me enough that this was a North Eastern storm. I felt the wind stop and my blood ran cold. I looked at Mark and shook my head, “We have to turn back now!” He looked at me, “Ok?” Responding with what sounded like a question. Figuring I’d explain to him later, I made a wide right turn and full throttled it back to the dock. “Unload Splash and the gun into the truck and then back the truck up while I tie the boat up.” He took Splash who thankfully trusted him enough to follow. I hopped out of the lightning trap and began tying it up. There was only mere minutes before it was about to get bad. Once the mighty lake went calm it was only the beginning of a nightmare.