She was riding her bike along the trail today it was so very hot she needed to be cooled down. She knew there was a small lake just up ahead since she had ridden this trail a million times. After a few moments she turned of the main trail and was at the lake. It was so calm on this hot day. And she guessed it would be so nice and cool. She kicked off her shoes off and peeled her wet t-shirt from her body. She unbuckled her shorts and pulled them down and stepped out of them. She reached down and took off one sock while balancing on one foot, then just the opposite for the other foot. She stepped up to the water’s edge. She dipped her perfectly pedicured toes into the water. It was very nice and cool not too cold but just right. She began to wade in then had a thought.

She looked all around, and saw nobody. The lake was small and not very well known. She thought one more time then a small wry smile came across her face. She reached around and in a well practiced movement her bra fell revealing a wonderful pair of dark breasts, she had always liked her breasts. Her dark nipples were so very sensitive. She tossed it on to the pile with the other clothes. Again she took a look around then did the same with her panties. She now naked as the day she was born turned and dove into the nice cool lake. She swam for about a half an hour. Then she thought she needed to get back home. So although she didn’t want to she figured she should get out.

So Marisol swam to the shore and stepped out. She bent down to pick up her clothes. As she did she saw him standing there, he was tall muscular and handsome. He also happened to be naked. His cock was enormous, long and very think. He caught her looking, that madder her blush. She also realized that she was, as he, fully exposed but she didn’t know why she wasn’t covering herself. “Hello there.” He said. I thought I was the only one who swam here. She was snapped back to reality and quickly tossed one arm across her breasts and her hand covered her well-kept mound.

“How dare you?” She demanded. She tried hard to sound shocked and angry but for some reason she was neither. There was something about the stranger, something intoxicating and arousing. She could stop looking at him, and he made no modest gesture at all. He began walking toward her, and she noticed how his large cock bounced against his thighs. She could swear she felt her pussy getting wet.

He reached her and spoke, “I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m very sorry.” Then with out another word he grasped her cheeks in both his hands and kissed her passionately on her lips. His mouth was like the sweetest wine she had ever tasted. She opened and welcomed this stranger’s tongue into her hot waiting mouth. His hands moved. One to the small of her back the other to her breast. She made no move to stop him in fact not even realizing it her hand was grasping his thick cock and she was stroking, it grew hard in her hand.