It was time to take a break from paddling. We had been in the canoe for a few hours and needed a place to stretch our legs and relax before continuing on our journey. I had a stringer full of fresh fish to cook up for lunch and just needed to find a suitable place on the shore to do it.
For years my wife Anna and I had discussed exploring this chain of lakes and had finally found the time to do it. After a four-hour drive and a short portage the day before, we were on the water. The first lake had been a quick trip across followed by a slow passage up a shallow and weedy creek to the second lake. We spent that day exploring and fishing, making camp before dark on the shore.
The open fields of farmland had become the boreal forest that announced the entry to the land of lakes, rock and evergreens of the Canadian Shield. Marsh, swamps and lakes lay among the glacial rock covered in spruce, pine and Tamarack. The abundance of wildlife provided us with many viewing pleasures including a moose, geese, ducks, owls and even a lone black bear watching us from atop the rocky shoreline of the lake.
We had set out at sunrise and did the short overland portage to the lake we now paddled. It was a long, narrow lake with a steep rocky shoreline and amazingly clear water. The lack of any breeze made paddling easy but the heat of the sun was beginning to take its toll as we began to look for an appropriate place to pull up.
Anna pointed to a small island in the middle of the lake. The shore was rocky but had open spots that looked accessible. As we paddled closer she pointed at a small outcropping of rock.
"There's a small flat spot next to that rock," she said. "That looks perfect."
We pulled up to find a nice flat shoreline. We pulled in close and I jumped out and pulled the canoe up onto the grassy knoll with ease. The small area offered more than enough space and some shade further away from the shore. We quickly set up and cooked our catch, enjoying the fresh fish as we admired the clear blue sky above us.
"Hey, mind if we join you?" a voice called out.
The appearance of another canoe was a surprise considering the remoteness of the lake. Two men smiled at us as I waved them in.
"Sure, plenty of room here."
We helped them ashore and introduced ourselves.
"I'm Jean and this is my wife, Anna."
"I am Nikoli and this is Dane," the tall blonde announced. "We are visiting from Sweden."
"It is so beautiful in your country," Dane exclaimed.
They explained that they had travelled here to explore after a previous visit. They were on the return leg of their journey and had not seen another person for the last five days. We shared our catch and talked about their journey as we relaxed together.
"I need a swim," Nikoli announced as he stood up and removed his shirt. He pulled his pants off and grinned sheepishly as he stood in his boxers. Dane did the same.
I watched Anna's eyes explore the slim, muscular bodies of the younger men standing in the sunlight. Her expression revealed approval and she gave a slight smile as Dane touseled his light brown mop of hair.
"You can drop the shorts, too, if you like," I said. "We are not shy."
The two looked at each other, smiled at us and dropped their boxers. Anna eyed the nude bodies as they slid into the water.
"Let's join them," I suggested as I stood up and peeled my clothes off.
Anna looked at me in surprise. "What?"
"Come on," I urged her. "Let's have some fun with our new friends."
She looked at me for a moment with her mouth open, then looked over at the two men in the water.
"I know you want to," I teased. "Come on, show them what a hot wife looks like."
She smiled and stood up. The two men stared as she pulled the shirt over her head and revealed the large and still-perky breasts that were hidden underneath. She slowly undid her pants and wiggled them over her curvy hips, pulling her panties off at the same time. We slipped into the water together and swam for a few minutes. I gestured to them to come closer to us.
"Have either of you been with a fifty-year-old woman before?" I asked with a smile.
They both looked at me in surprise and then smiled as they shook their heads.
"Not me," Dane said.
"Or me," added Nikoli. "Never an older woman."
"Well, today is your chance," I said. "Assuming Anna is up to it, that is."
"Oh, yes," she replied with a big smile.
I went ashore and pulled a blanket out of a backpack, laid it out on the ground and looked up to see Anna sandwiched between the two men in the water. Due to the clarity of the water, I could make out the hands travelling her body, cupping her breasts and caressing her thighs as they pressed against her.
"Come on," I said as I gestured to the blanket. "Come and dry off."
The two men watched as Anna climbed out of the water, towelled off, and put her long, blonde hair into a ponytail. She kissed me and stroked my cock as they emerged from the water. She stroked me gently as she turned to watch them approach, both sporting large erections and hungry eyes.
They were on her in an instant, their hands pawing at her as she released her grip on me and turned her attention to the young men. She dropped to her knees and took them into her mouth one at a time as they stood above her. I watched as the large, swollen cocks passed her lips on each stroke and marvelled at how she could suck so much cock down her throat at one time.
