The cabin was built of logs from ancient Chestnut trees, cut from the mountain cove over a hundred years ago. It was far from other dwellings and the only sound in the early morning was the water from the nearby creek as it tumbled down the mountainside.

As usual, the air was cool, and a light fog blanketed the dense forest. Deer grazed at the edge of the small clearing. They knew from habit that it was safe here and quietly enjoyed their morning meal.

Inside, the rustic cabin was quiet. The windows were partly open, and the fresh air slipped in. A few embers remained in the fireplace, ready for rekindling with fresh wood from the porch.

In the small bedroom, Rob and Lisa slept. They came to the cabin often to enjoy a relaxing weekend and escape the fast-paced city life. It was like moving into the past, with no electricity and spring water pumped by hand into the house. The cabin was a paradise for the loving couple.

Lisa stirred, waking slowly. Rob was nestled close to her, and she felt his body’s warmth. They slept naked, comfortable in the feel of a lover’s body beside them. Lisa enjoyed the touch of Rob’s body, the hardness of his cock as she lay quietly. She leaned over and kissed him.

Rob slipped his arm around Lisa and returned her kiss. Before he could speak, her finger touched his lips to silence him. Lisa gently licked Rob’s lips, his chin, his neck. Her mouth moved over him kissing and nibbling.

Rob sighed and let Lisa continue. Her hands joined her mouth, lightly touching his neck, his firm chest, fingers toying with his nipples. Lisa took a nipple into her mouth, biting and sucking it. She felt a hand on her head, pulling her close. Rob guided Lisa to the other nipple, and she used her tongue to caress it.

The quilt fell from the bed as Lisa enjoyed the naked body of her lover. Kisses fell onto Rob, across his tight stomach, continuing down, fingers roaming and always giving pleasure. Her hand slid slowly down, finding the hard cock she desired, tracing it from its large head to tight balls which she grasped with her hand.

The tightness of her grip caused the cock to rise, to be met by Lisa’s mouth. She toyed with Rob, licking his cock shaft while squeezing his balls tightly but not painfully. Rob placed his hand on Lisa and tugged her hair as she took his cock between her lips. She swirled her tongue around it. Slowly, sucking hard and lips tight, she took his throbbing cock into her mouth. Lisa loved this and managed to take him all in.

Rob moaned with pleasure as Lisa enveloped him with her mouth. With a free hand, she slid a finger into her pussy, sliding it wetly onto her clit, the center of her pleasure.

Lisa let her saliva flow freely, coating Rob and dripping onto his balls, still tightly in Lisa’s grip. Rob moved his hips, meeting her mouth, as they approached release, orgasm. Lisa bobbed faster, sucked harder, wanting the seed that was building up in Rob.

Lisa’s hand was a blur on her pussy as she came, finger burying deep inside as Rob groaned, and with the pulsing of warm cum he felt the waves of bliss overcoming him. Lisa swallowed, trying to get every creamy drop, only a little of Rob’s cum leaking to her chin. Rob gathered the stray sperm and fed it to a smiling Lisa.

After a quick cleanup, Rob and Lisa took their morning coffee to the porch. They sat close in the early morning sun, quiet, still under the spell of sexual release.

The brook continued to boil over the smooth rocks, and a few deer fed at the forest’s edge. It was a beautiful morning in the mountains.