My orgasm, which had been postponed by Eva’s screams of pain, was on the rise again. I gently began rocking my cock into her ass as she slammed herself back on it. She groaned, “OH JESUS, JACK. I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN.” This one was an anal orgasm and her sphincter grabbed my cock hard and cum exploded up my shaft into her bowels. She screamed as I poured several shots into her. She was throbbing everywhere and she yelled out, “JESUS, YOU’RE RIPPING ME IN HALF.” I stopped and let her grind her ass on my cock as best as she could. Her grip was amazing. She went down on her chest with her face buried in the pine spills on the ground. She stopped and felt the clenching of her anus on my cock.
When I had softened enough, I was able to ease my cock from Eva’s grip. She collapsed to the ground, half on the blanket and half off. Cum bubbled out of both of Eva’s orifices. Beverly moved close to Eva and ran her fingers through Eva’s pussy and pulled her fingers to her mouth. She sucked each finger in one at a time and grinned. She repeated the fingers through Eva’s pussy and offered her fingers to Eva. Eva opened her mouth and sucked all four fingers in at once.
I dropped to my ass on the other end of the blanket and grabbed another beer from Beverly’s cooler. I watched Eva slowly recover as Beverly cradled her head in her lap.
When Eva was breathing normally again, she said, “Fuck. I’m done. Who’s going to tow me home?
Beverly laughed and said, “Don’t look at me. I was wondering the same thing.” We each drank another beer as if that would make things better.
The rumble of a boat motor close to the island pulled my attention away from these two naked women. A female voice yelled out, “When you guys are finished, there’s a big thunderstorm brewing to the west and coming this way. I stood up to look first at the boat, where a middle age woman was pointing to the west. I turned to look at the angry black clouds. A boom of thunder emphasized the urgency. I turned back to the boat and the women yelled out, “Nice cock. Do you live on the lake?” I ignored her question and the women spun her boat around and tore off down the lake. You didn’t want to be caught on the lake in a thunderstorm especially in a kayak. We all pulled our bathing suits on and Beverly and Eva tossed all the empties in their coolers and shoved the blankets into the picnic baskets and we ran to our kayaks. They loaded everything aboard and I helped them get in and pushed their boats out into the water. They immediately began paddling as fast as they could. I got in my kayak after pushing it into deeper water. I took off after them. The wind was coming up and it blew right in our faces from west to east.
They were both tiring fast and making little forward progress against the wind when I caught up. I yelled over the wind, “Where’s your cabin?” I knew it was further away than my house. Neither of them was sure how to explain where their cabin was. Apparently, their plan when they left was to just keep going the way they had come until they got there.