Lips on lips pressed together, we are sucking on each other's tongues, exploring deeper than our consciousness. Struggling to open my eyes and wake myself from the deep slumber, I move my hands through your dark hair, pulling you closer. My body is on fire, burning for you, for your touch, when you slide your hands through the covers and grab my waist. The temperature rises as our hot, sweaty bodies are grinding in a divine rhythm.

Vacations and cute, cozy cabins have historically always made us more sexual and adventurous. When we checked in this afternoon, I was swept away by the beauty of this riverside cabin and its thoughtfully decorated patio. At the back, rocky steps lead us to a spectacular, babbling river. The cabin was indeed an excellent find, and I marveled at how you had simply outdone yourself.

After a long, tiring day of hiking, it was almost therapeutic to soak our feet in the cool water stream, listening to the water gushing over the rocks.

When we called it a night and went to bed, I observed an ache that I was exhausted to explore further. At this very moment, when I feel your hard cock grinding on my smooth thighs, I realize you felt it too.

In the fabrication of my fantasies, I would imagine the heat to be no less than what I feel on my flesh right now. Your passionate kiss does much more than soothe my ache for your loving, hot body. It invigorates my desire, inducing a craving for more than merely making love.

Your eyes are welded shut, making me wonder how aware you are of what is happening right now. The covers are completely off by now and you yank my top and take my breasts in your mouth. Your warm, supple tongue feels incredible making my head roll on the pillow.

Your storm-filled eyes look up at mine for the first time tonight, admiring the writhing effect you're having on my body. Relishing how you're making me gasp with every flick at my nipples.

"Touch yourself," you command, and my fingers hurriedly slide inside my panties.

Damn! I am so fucking wet. Since when are we fooling around? I wonder. Your grin indicates that you know my panties are drenched, my pussy lips glistening, with fluid dripping down my ass. Normally you would waste no time getting your hands dirty with my tangy juices. But tonight is different.

You are instead, frantically stroking your hard arousal while watching me playing with my aching sex. I observe your eyes dancing on my writhing body, absorbing every twitch and shudder. You grind your teeth, as my body contours and my back arches on the bed. Breathless, my eyes dart back to you, filled with a need that expresses my longing to feel your body next to mine.

How could you not comply? Your lips are back on mine, sucking my lower lip between grunts. The raw feral attraction, the same one that we started our torrid affair with, is rediscovered with every move as your sweaty body grinds against mine.

"Make yourself cum baby, let me hear those sexy moans," you demand in a deep voice thick with passion.

My hands rub between my legs with new vigor, as I insert my middle finger into my slopping wet pussy. The silence of the night is disturbed by the sloshing sounds of my relentless assault, interlaced with your growls. My fingers find my clit, hard and so fucking sensitive by now. A small flick drives me insane as I let out a loud moan in your mouth. You smirk triumphantly and roughly take my agonizing tits in your mouth.

You know very well what that does to me! My moans are louder than ever, as my sensitive nipples are being tended to, while I roughly rub my clit.

I throw my head back, shutting my eyes, drawing my focus on the remarkable feeling building inside my core. My body begins to quiver aggressively as my other hand gathers a fist full of sheets. My screams and guttural moans echo in the little cabin combined with your thick growls, getting louder by the second. Per your wishes, I hold nothing back, screaming into the night, as I feel my release getting closer. You immediately roll back to your side, sensing my orgasm nearing.

The bed trembles with your shaking body as you stroke your hardness vigorously, one hand still tugging at my tits. My body shudders as I scream your name, my noisiest cries begging you to pull harder. We hit our orgasms at the same time, riding them together, but in an unusual way.

As our breath gets steadier, we have a satisfied smile on our faces. It takes us several seconds to recognize what a sudden turn of events the night assumed; feeling amazed at how our minds and bodies are connected on more levels than we realize.

I snuggle into your arms and we go back to sleep as if nothing ever disturbed the now silent night.