Please read the introduction to Chapter 1 if you haven't already done so.
I am writing this story as close as I can from the material shared by this amazing couple. They trusted me with their story, and I hope I have done them justice. With their consent, I have taken liberties with the sexual content and in creating much of their dialogue in the interest of telling a more erotic story, but the basic settings and occurrences are accurate. I have also chosen to tell it in my friend's voice instead of as a narrator. Jack
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The next morning we awoke later than we wanted to, took our showers together as had become our habit and cleaned up the place. We quickly did all the laundry, made the beds, everything we had let go all week – we had been too busy doing other things.
On the way the airport, we stopped in town at the supermarket and picked up some more food and wine. Dad and Mom got off the plane looking tired and a little haggard. I took care of their small amount of luggage and Dania guided them to the car. We headed back to the cabin.
"I can't wait to just stop and relax," Dad said, "It's been a hell of a week."
"You've come to the right place," we answered.
By the time we got back to the cabin, it was dinnertime.
"We'll cook dinner tonight," announced Dania.
"What do you mean "we"?" asked Mom.
"Oh, I've been teaching Dan to cook all week,"
Dania said and winked at me.
"This I have to see," said Dad.
With Dania quietly instructing me all the way, we made this great steak and salad dinner with baked potatoes. The folks were appreciative and amazed. No sooner had we finished then the folks went off to bed leaving Dania and I to clean up.
It was only 8:30 so we decided to go out on the porch and sit for a while. As soon as the door closed, she pressed me up against the house and planted this big kiss while she fumbled with my pants. I immediately started fondling her, stroking her ass and tits while undoing her blouse and shorts. She wasn't wearing any underwear again. I couldn't keep my hands off of her. She knelt down, unzipped my fly, pulled my dick out and sucked it in her mouth. She started bobbing up and down stroking me at the same time she massaged my balls. I came in seconds.
"Now I feel better," she said and stood up.
"My turn," I said and pushed her up on the table with her shorts at her ankles. She spread wide and I dived in parting her labia with my fingers and licking her and tongue fucking her, flicking her clit hard and often. I stuck a finger in her ass all the way up to my knuckle and another deep in her pussy never missing a stroke. It was all she could do to keep from screaming. I licked and fingered her faster and faster. She finally shuddered and came all over my lips. I lapped her clean. As we pulled ourselves together, she turned to me.
"No one but you has ever been able to get me sexually ready so fast. I can't believe how many times you can make me cum. I just can't get enough of it and you. I love you and I am wet whenever you are around just knowing what you do to me. I even fantasize about you and masturbate two or three times a day, even when we are fucking like rabbits. It's like an addiction."
" An a-what-ction?" I asked, "Only two or three times?" I joked.
She punched me. We both laughed and then just sat quietly for a long time looking at the moon and the stars holding each other. About ten-thirty we turned in, kissing outside her bedroom forlornly and for the first time since we arrived slept separately.
The next morning, Dad and Mom slept in. We made the coffee and fixed ourselves some breakfast. As we were cooking I gave Dania a little squeeze on the ass.
