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CHAPTER TWO

Due to the recession, there was also a shortage of summer guests at the lodge this year, which was a pity, for this had been the sunniest summer in the four years since Jessica had taken over Lake Lodge. Jessica lamented the shortage of guests not because she was losing money – she didn't need the money because Roland Grant had willed her enough in cash to keep her living high for the rest of her life – but she lamented the small turn-out of guests because she loved people, loved playing hostess to them, loved watching them, whether they were aware that she was watching them or not. She had always been an extrovert and a voyeur, and for Jessica, that meant the more people around, the better.

Well, at least the kids are coming, she consoled herself. She was sitting on the end of the lodge pier, her feet dangling in the clear lake water, her skin warmed by the intense mountain sun. Thought it was early August, the air at this altitude was nippy, and the sun felt like a loving warm hand caressing her richly tanned skin. The lake water was cool but bearable near the surface, but if she were to plunge her feet down a few feet, it would freeze her toes. She stretched, tilting her head back, her eyes closed. She felt a wicked urge to strip off her red bikini, but she knew that some of the guests in the lodge might not appreciate the sight of a completely nude woman posing in view of their rooms. She opened her eyes and gazed across the lake at the mountains.

She'd first seen those snowy peaks that ringed the lake on a morning much like this morning, five years ago. Roland had brought her up here the previous night, and she hadn't realized what a spectacular place he had brought her to until she had awakened the next morning and had glanced out the window of the bridal suite on her way to the bathroom.

Heaven, she had thought. I've died and gone to heaven.

At that moment, Roland awoke. "Hey, baby, come here."

"I've gotta piss, Roland."

"Good." Roland – all six feet of him, with his hairy chest and his rippling abdomen, with his football-player's thigh's and calves, with his muscular feet and hands, with his cock and balls of a stud bull – accompanied her to the bathroom, his warm hand on her lower back, his middle finger sliding up and down her asscheek. "You walk real pretty. I love your ass, baby."

In the bathroom, she squatted over the toilet, held apart her cuntlips, and let her piss hiss out.

Roland, on his hands and knees, pressed his face close to her crotch so he could watch. Among the many unusual pleasures Roland enjoyed, watching her piss turned him on. Jessica, even though she'd known Roland for six months now and had learned more kinky things about him than she could recount without a great deal of thought, still found herself somewhat embarrassed, somewhat shocked, as she squatted there over the toilet with millionaire Roland Grant sniffing her piss stream. For Roland Grant was more than rich – he was a football hero a former NFL superstar, and a personal friend of important politicians.

"Mmm, let me taste your piss," Roland said, and he fastened his hot mouth to her crotch and sucked the piss out of her.

When she could piss no more, he thrust his tongue up into her pussy, causing another kind of warm juice to leak out of her cunt, which he sucked up and swallowed hungrily. He pulled his face away from her crotch and smiled up at her, his handsome jaws shiny with her pussy juice, a few of her dark pubic hairs stuck to his lips.

He sat back on his heels, his huge cock pounding against his thick-muscled belly. "Turn around, honey. I wanna suck your ass."

She turned and braced her hands on the toilet tank. She was still straddling the toilet bowl, her bare feet on the cool bathroom tile. She arched her back and turned up her ass, giving Roland the view of her he loved most – hairy cunt turned up, round asscheeks turned up, asspucker winking at him. She'd gotten this far with Roland Grant simply because he loved her ass. She had the most beautiful and sexy ass Roland had ever seen – big arid round and firm and perfectly shaped, with a pucker that could kiss, and suck better than most girls' lips. And Roland ought to know, for he'd devoted his entire life to a search for the perfect female ass. He'd inspected and tasted thousands of sexy butts. He loved ass more than he loved football, even more than he loved money.

He kissed her pucker, then twisted his tongue up into her asshole. Jessica wiggled her butt, hot prickles tingling through her ass and filling her loins.

"Mmm, Roland, eat my shithole! Suck it out!"

Roland moaned, pistoning his tongue inside her ass, twisting his head. She could hear him jerking on his big cock.

She felt a gas bubble working its way toward her asshole, and she felt it. A fart sizzled out around Roland's ass-fucking tongue.

"Oh, Christ! Baby. Jesus!" Roland zipped his tongue out of her and kissed her asscrack up and down. Then he lapped at her sweating ass.

Roland loved a fart in the mouth. Sometimes he fed her baked beans so she would develop gas and could sit on his face, farting into his mouth repeatedly. This often excited him so much that he'd jerk off with his tongue buried up her farting shithole. When he did this, he really wasn't wasting himself much, though, for he was capable of six orgasms per day, and it was a rare day when he didn't get off that many times.

Roland kissed his way up her back, then wrapped his arms around her. His huge cock, like a hot steel pipe, throbbed between his hairy belly and her lower spine. He humped against her, bending his head down and biting her shoulders bouncing her tits in his hands. "You got more than the best ass in the world," he said, "you got a pair of the biggest and sexiest tits besides."

He bit her neck so hard that he almost drew blood.

Jessica went limp, her body covered with goose bumps from head to foot. Hot cuct juice gushed out of her pussy and dribbled down the inner sides of her thighs.

"Oh, God, take me!" she moaned. "Quick! Oh, God!"

That big macho beast on her back made her whimper and beg like a lioness in heat. And Roland was her stud lion. His hairy muscles against her caused her to tremble uncontrollably. She was his totally. She didn't care what he did to her, just as long as he did it quickly.

He carried her to the bed. She weighed nothing in his arms. He was more than a half foot taller than she was, and he outweighed her by a hundred pounds. He dropped her on the bed, positioned her on her hands and knees, and mounted her immediately. She sucked in her slim gut, arched her back, and turned up her ass.

"Fuck me!" she begged. "Oh, darling, do it!"

Grabbing her nearly waist-length brunette hair as if he were grabbing reins, he wiggled the head of his cock against her dripping pussy. She churned her ass, crazy to feel his cock fuck into her cunt.

"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

He yanked on her hair, snapping her head back. At the same moment, he drove his cock up her cunt. The enormous rod of cockmeat plugged her to its very hilt. His hard abdomen banged her ass. She felt his wiry pubic hair grind against her bottom.

"Ahhh!" he sighed.

"Yesssss!" she moaned. "Oh, yesssss!"

She rotated her cunt on his cock, scouring his abdomen with her gyrating ass.

He pulled his cock almost all the way out of her pussy, then fucked it back in. Her cunt sizzled. She saw tiny flashes of light behind her eyeballs.

"Fuck meeeee!"

Riding her as if riding a mare, he fucked her, plunging his prick in her seething cunt, whacking her ass with his muscular abdomen, jerking on her hair and causing her to arch her back until she thought it would snap.

Her heavy tits flapped, bounced, jiggled, their nipples hard as rubies. The sensations caused by his plunging cock pulsed out from her loins, tingled the core of her spine, snaked through her arms and legs, caused her fingers and toes to prickle. She bucked her ass, fucking her cunt back and forth over his cock, banging her naked ass against his pelvis. Her teeth were clenched. She liked her fucking rough.

He came into her, spurting his hot jism into the depths of her cunt. As usual, he came without warning, his cock swelling and spurting before she realized what was happening. His cum felt like spears of hot water against the quivering tissues deep inside her pussy. After he'd spurted twice, he let go of her hair and fell on her, rounding his back while he spewed the rest of his cum-load into her cunt.

"Ohhhhh!" he groaned. "Uhhhhhh!" He drooled on her shoulder, his body shivering, the weight of it crushing her. His loins jerked and another round of jizz-wads splatted into the sizzling wetness of her cunt. "Ahhhh!"

Before she could bring herself off, he pulled his cock out of her pussy. She groaned with frustration, but she knew she wouldn't have to wait long to come. The pussy juice was leaking out of her, dripping from her open cunt, dribbling in warm streams down her legs. Roland began to lap it up.

He licked her inner thighs off first, his big wet tongue sending shivers through her. When he got to her crotch, he sucked her cunt juice off her drenched cunt-hairs, then licked up and down the swollen meat inside the hairy cuntlips. As she began to whine – tears of frustration blurring her eyes, her head throbbing as if fevered – he at last pleasured her, as she wanted, fastening his hot mouth over her cunthole and thrusting his tongue into her pussy.

She shivered all over. "Ohh, yesss!"

He twirled his tongue inside her, stimulating the itching folds of her pussy, licking and sucking the cunt juices out of her. The munching, slurping sounds he made increased her excitement.

"Eat me!" she gasped. "Oh, God, yes!"

His tongue was nothing like his big hard cock, but in its own way, his tongue pleasured her pussy. It twisted and probed and shimmied, licking her hot cunt meat until she wanted to scream from the intense stimulation. A cock filled her cunt, fucked her deep, but a tongue drilled at sensitive spots that a cock couldn't reach. Andy his lips sucked, sucked up mouthfuls of her hairy cuntslabs, sucked up wet, naked cuntmeat. And he chewed it, and he kissed it, and his teeth grated against her cunt.

"Ohhhhh, God, I'm coming!" Her pussy exploded with the hot prickling sensations she loved so much, exploded with spasms of her cuntal walls and her asshole. The muscles in her loins contracted repeatedly, near to cramping.

"Eat me, you bastard!" she gasped. "Suck my pussy!"

Jessica snapped out of her revery on the verge of an orgasm. She had crossed her legs and was massaging her cunt between them, one foot still hanging in the lake, the summer breeze toying with her long hair, the sunlight licking her. She turned her head, ware that someone had joined her on the pier. She could feel the vibrations of footsteps through the wood under her ass. She uncrossed her legs.

"Hello there! How are things going?" Jessica said.

The newlyweds stood at the other end of the pier, the boy with his muscular arm around his young bride's shoulders. They were both barefooted, and dressed in matching jeans and white T-shirts.

"Fine," the boy said, blushing.

"Yes, just fine," the girl said.

"Well, good," Jessica said. "Don't mind me here. I'm just catching a little sun. Enjoy yourselves. Pretend I'm not even here."

The couple giggled shyly, waved, and sat down at the other end of the pier to dangle their bare feet in the water and to neck and smooch.

Jessica turned back to her view of the mountains across the lake. As much as she would enjoy watching them make out, she didn't want to disturb them by openly gawking. Besides, she'd seen enough of their bedroom antics in the last few days to provide her with enough memories for a year's worth of hot fingerfucking. They'd been fucking so much that Jessica wondered how either of them had the strength to walk, especially the girl. Jessica smiled. The girl had been walking with a sort of waddle, a waddle she was obviously trying to hide.

The young couple had been trying out new fuck positions this morning. He had fucked her doggie-style, and she had sat on his cock while he'd lain on his back, and she'd fucked him with lust-glazed eyes and her head sensuously nodding. Last night, she had finally dared to taste his cock, and he'd shoved his tongue up her cunt, and they'd sixty-nined for over an hour, munching and slurping at each other's hot crotches until Jessica had tired of watching them. The girl had come repeatedly, and the boy had seemed intent on making her come as many times as he could.

Ah, to be young again! Jessica thought.

And to learn the joys of fucking all over again! She'd had her own first sex experience as a teen girl – at least the first experience that she could remember. It was at a pajama party at a girlfriend's house, attended by a half dozen girls. After the lights had been turned out, all the girls stripped off their pajamas, climbed into the same bed, and rubbed against each other until ecstatic breathing filled the air of the bedroom, along with the sweet smell of six wet young cunts. Jessica couldn't remember how many orgasms she had experienced that night, but she'd experienced several, as had the other five girls. And on that night she'd gotten her first taste of cunt, and discovered how good it felt to rub wet pussies and stiff clits together with other girls.

That night had been the beginning of a long, full sex life for Jessica. Thirty years had passed since that night, and not a day had gone by when she hadn't experienced at least three orgasms, and, more often than not, sex. For Jessica couldn't think of anything she loved more than sex.

Her goal in high school had been to suck and to fuck every boy in the school, and she almost succeeded in doing so. In college, she made the rounds of the dorms and the athletic teams, engaging sometimes in gang fucks in which she was the only female and therefore the center of attention. Ah those were the days!

And after college had come her modeling career. For over ten years she had been the sweetheart of the mens' magazines, the girlie magazines arid the porn movies. She'd learned that she loved showing herself off. Sometimes, with her legs spread and her cunt pulled wide apart and a camera lens just inches from her naked crotch for a close-up of her hot wet cunt meat, she would shudder with a spontaneous orgasm, an orgasm brought on by the sheer excitement of displaying herself. And in the porn movies, while she was being fucked or while she was sucking cock, she never had to pretend an orgasm, for her orgasms came fast and repeatedly.

Jessica had been lucky. She lived a life of pleasure, and she'd been paid well for it. And five years ago, when Roland Grant had sought her out after seeing her in the porn movies, she had hit the jackpot. She became his private pleasure-toy. He found her such a turn-on that he put her in his will, bequeathing her Lake Lodge and two million dollars.

And then, in a sudden mountain storm, on his way back to the lodge from a business trip, he had perished in a helicopter crash. It was the only tragedy Jessica had ever been forced to face, but her pain was eased considerably when she learned that two million dollars and Lake Lodge were hers.

And so, for the last four years, she'd lived here at the lodge, running it herself because she enjoyed doing so, and because it brought her into closer contact with the guests – and because she could keep a very close eye on things.

The lodge, with its three stories and its thirty guest rooms, was a voyeur's paradise. Like the bridal suite, each of the other twenty-nine rooms was equipped with a huge two-way mirror and an adjacent private viewing chamber. Roland Grant, an obsessive voyeur, had designed the lodge to watch to his obsession, and Jessica had caught the obsession from him. She traveled rarely now, simply because she couldn't bear to miss all the fucking at the lodge.

Jessica felt the vibrations of footsteps on the pier and she turned around once again. The teenage newlyweds had stood up and were padding off the pier and toward the lodge, the boy's hand massaging his bride's wiggling ass, which was wiggling in a somewhat ungraceful manner due to her slightly waddling walk.

They can't stop fucking for very long, can they? Jessica thought. I wonder what new position they're going to experiment with now.

Giving the couple time to enter the lodge lobby, she finally got up, stretched, and strode toward the lodge. Her cuntlips rubbed together, tingling with a sexy itch, lubricated by her hot cunt juices. Her huge tits wobbled, her red bikini tit-cups hardly covering her big nipples.

The men in the lobby caught their breaths as she passed by them, and Jessica smiled her appreciation for their attention.