Perfection #3 (7 page)

Giggle.
He said, “Behind.”
I took another big swig of my beer. It
tasted so delicious after all that fish. “Well that would put the kibosh on
what I have planned.”

Bullet sat on the side of the picnic table and
stared at me with a devilish grin. “What did you have planned, Lilly? Tell me!”
He grabbed my hand and tried to pull me to him. I giggled again.

“Nope, you have to wait. Remember, I have got to pee
now. So I am off. Be back in a second but if you hear a bear, come running.” I
giggled into the woods, bypassing the outhouse completely. “Screw you, bear!
I’m peeing in the woods!” I yelled. Well, if there were any bears around here,
they were running for their lives now. I was a master fisherman and a killer
bear catcher! They better look out! I giggled and fell over.

“Lilly, you okay?”

“Yes, I’ll be there in a second.” I got up and
managed to get my pants back up. Okay, enough was enough. I had to calm down
now. I knew what would help—skinny dipping! That seemed like an intelligent and
great idea. I slid my pants, shirt and panties off. I hadn’t bothered with a
bra today. Bullet thought my breasts were perfect. That was nice. I walked back
to the camp butt naked, and tossed my clothing on the picnic table. Bullet
grinned at seeing his drunken girlfriend, (
Wait,
was I his girlfriend?)
walking into the camp site wearing nothing but her
birthday suit.

“I have a great idea! We have fish all over her
fingers and we smell like garlic. Let’s go skinny dipping! Come on, Bullet.”

“Don’t you think it might be a little cold, Lilly?” He
didn’t actually disagree with me; he took off his clothing and tossed them on
the table with mine. It was obvious that he wanted me.
Couldn’t hide that too well, could he?”

“Not if we jump in, right? We didn’t see any wild
animals around here today so it should be safe.” I was an expert now that I had
a few beers and caught a fish.

 
He laughed at
me. “Like I told you, you are the boss. Whatever you say but you have to jump
in first.”

“Unlike you, cowardly camper, I am not afraid!” I took
off running full speed, my perfect bottom (as he called it) bouncing, my golden
hair fluttering down my back. In just a few seconds, I was at the end of the
dock and without pausing, was in the cold water, landing with a large splash.
Once I came back up, I screamed in shock.
“Oh my God!
Oh my God! That is so cold!” And now I was sober, and I could see that Bullet wasn’t
jumping in there, no how, now way. Smart guy!

With my teeth chattering, I said, “C-come on in Bullet.
It’s not cold I promise you.”

He stood on the pier watching me. “Don’t think for a
minute that I doubt your honesty but no way am I going in there. That water is
freezing once the sun goes down. It’s too late in summer to get ideas about
skinny dipping. Why don’t you come on out and I will dry your hair by the fire.
This way, here’s the ladder.”

“I cannot believe how cold that water is. Why didn’t
you tell me?” I laughed and flung cold water off my body on his bare skin.
“Hey! Stop that!” I slung my wet cold hair on him laughing.

“Keep it up! And I won’t tell you where they are.”

“Don’t you
worry!
I brought
towels of my own.” I dug in a bag and pulled out two towels, one for my hair
and one for my body.

“Hold on I am pretty sure that those are my towels.”
He snatched them from me playfully. I smacked his bare bottom. “Give me the
towels.” He held the towels over my head and laughed. I smacked his bottom
again.

“You better stop that — I like it.”

“I’m so happy to hear that because there is plenty
more where that came from.” I tried to pop him again but he was too fast for me;
as a matter of fact his hand landed on my bottom. “You will pay for that Bullet
Steinmann.” I put my hands on my hips, my hair dripping down my back. I was
cold but I didn’t care — this was fun!

“Okay, truce. I will share the towels with you but let’s
go rinse the mud off of our feet and put our sandals on. Then we can come back
and dry in front of the fire — unless you want me to smack your bottom again.”

“Hmmm…yes, but just not right now. I’m freezing! In
case you didn’t know it.” We walked down to the lake again, rinsing off the mud
from our feet. I slid my feet in my sandals and we walked back, wrapped in
towels. Fortunately, there weren’t too many mosquitos around to terrorize us.
Around the fire pit were two fold up chairs we’d brought. They were sling style
chairs with cup holders and recliners at the feet. Wrapped up in my super-sized
towel, I felt warm and relaxed. I stretched back in the chair and looked up at
the sky above me. It was loaded with stars, some flashed, some burned steady,
some
flared and disappeared. It was
like
we had a star garden right over our heads. It was wonderful!

At some point, Bullet walked over and stood behind
me. He eased my hair over the side of the chair and began to comb it for me. I
knew he liked doing things like this; he did it in the shower the other day. I
liked him shampooing me and caring for me. I sat quietly and allowed him to do
his work. I bet to myself that if I turned around, I would see his penis, hard
and erect. I think it excited him. I thought that was sweet that taking care of
me turned him on. Before long, my long tresses were tangle free. I needed a
shampoo but I wasn’t getting back into that water tonight. It would have to
wait until I got back to the cabin. Ah…yes, a hot shower would be heaven.

When the hair brushing was over, Bullet began to rub
my shoulders. I sat up in the chair a little more to give him greater access to
those areas. I murmured happily when he finished. “That was nice. Okay, your
turn.” I vacated the chair and made him sit down. I stood behind him and
playfully rubbed my breasts in his hair. He tried to turn around to play with
them but I told him no.
“This first, before anything else.”
Carefully, I rubbed his shoulders, then his neck. I had him lean back in the
chair and I rubbed his temples too.

Suddenly, Bullet was up and out of the chair.
“That’s enough of that. Let’s go where we can have some privacy. Unless you
want to do it right here by the fire.”

“Do what? Oh…” The cold water must have made my
brain slow or it could have been the beer. Smiling, I grabbed his hand and
together we walked to the tent, naked, like two Bohemians. We unrolled the
bags, checking them first for pests then climbed in and zipped up the tent. It
was just the two of us, in our own naked world; it was quiet except for the
sounds from the forest. I couldn’t believe how much I wanted him. I pushed him
down on the soft sleeping bag and straddled him. His hands flew to my breasts,
naturally and he played with them, gently squeezing them and touching the
nipples lightly. I could feel his hardness beneath me and my moist thighs were
dying to have him enter me. I rarely got the opportunity to try different
positions but with Bullet, I knew I would not be embarrassed or humiliated. As
smoothly as I could I turned around so my bottom faced him. I heard him moan
appreciatively as I slid him inside me. Bullet raised his knees slightly,
giving me something to hold
on to
. I grasped his
knees, using them as leverage to move myself up and down, rotating my hips
slowly as I did.

He was so large that I could not take him all in one
stroke, at least not at first but slowly, I felt myself opening, like a rose
bud around him. His warm hands grabbed my rear and he guided my thrusts. He
squeezed my cheeks and gave my bottom a smack. It was warm where he stung me
and for some reason, I found that exciting. “Do it again!” I said in a hoarse
whisper. He did and I groaned and rode him harder, bouncing up and down on his
muscular body. Soon, my thighs trembled and I felt the orgasm rising inside me.
“Oh, oh, oh!”
He clamped his hands around my waist and
pushed himself up to give me more of him. I rode out my climax, bouncing
clumsily on his groin until I felt limp.

Bullet pulled me toward him, he was still hard. I
could feel him pressed against my thigh. “What about me? You have to take care
of me too, Lilly.”

“Oh yes, I want to. That was just…” Without any
words, Bullet had me bent over on all fours. He was behind me, his penis
rubbing against my bottom. I knew what he wanted but I was not ready to try
that yet. I guess he sensed my hesitancy because he drove himself into me. I
gasped again at the size of him. As he sent thrust after thrust into my
warmness, his fingers rubbed my ass and I could feel my excitement growing
again. He slipped the tip of a finger in and I almost climbed up the tent, it
was so thrilling. I couldn’t believe how this man knew what buttons to push on
me. He was all man and he knew how to turn me on—better than I did. He leaned
over my back and whispered in my ear. “One day, you’ll let me have that, won’t
you, Lilly?”

“Yes! Yes, Bullet! I will.” He lifted my left leg up
to play with my clitoris, rubbing it skillfully as he continued to pound on me.
I grasped my own breast from the excitement and flipped my wild blonde hair out
of my face. He liked my hair, I knew that. Just when I was on the cusp of
orgasm again, he lowered my leg and grabbed me by the back of my hair. It
didn’t
hurt,
he just grabbed enough to let me know
that he was now dominating me.

“Oh! I am going to cum again!” I could hardly
believe it. Bullet’s hands slapped my bottom and he fucked me as hard as he
ever had. Shuddering again, I lay on the sleeping bag as he made the last few
strokes and released his orgasm with a loud groan. If there were any bears
nearby, they left. We were two noisy lovers tonight.

Bullet fell on the sleeping bag beside me, his hand
reaching for my hair. He buried his face in it and kissed my cheek.
“Sweet, sweet Lilly.”

All I could say was, “Mmm…”

Chapter
Ten

Bullet

Lilly Brightwood was my Kryptonite and I don’t even
think she realized it. That’s what makes her so attractive I think. She doesn’t
even know how beautiful she is, unlike many women I have met. Lying snuggled in
her sleeping bag, she looked like an angel, a dirty angel who wasn’t afraid to make
me happy. I pulled on my pants and sat on my knees digging for my shirt in my
backpack.
“Hey, where you going?”
She unzipped her
sleeping bag and stretched like a big golden cat.

“Nowhere, just getting dressed.
I thought we’d head back to the cabin, get showered up and head in to town. I
did promise you a tour of our two stoplights, right?”

She chuckled sleepily, “Yes, you did.” She sat up,
tossing her blonde mane behind her; I could see her pretty pink nipples. “Hand
me my bag?” I gave her the pink backpack and pulled on a t-shirt. I could feel
her watching me; I hoped she liked what she saw. “So, tomorrow we go home. You
ready to return to civilization?” I wanted her to say, “No, I want to stay with
you here in the middle of nowhere” but I knew that was not very likely.

“Well we can’t stay here forever, can we? I do miss
the coffee shop but I have to say fish fried over a fire is delicious.” She
buttoned up her shirt and slid on a pair of panties.

“Is that all you will miss?
My
excellent cooking?”
I pulled on my socks and shook my shoes before
sliding my feet in.
Yeah, I was fishing
for compliments. I’m not proud of that but
hey,
she
didn’t talk much about my skills in the bedroom. Well, except that once.

“Will this be over when we get back? I’m not sure
what you are thinking. In the beginning my only obligation was to keep you
interested in exchange for you agreeing to do my surgery. What has changed?”
She shook out her worn jeans and put them on. I handed her
her
socks and shoes shaking them out before I gave them to her. Spiders loved to
hide out in shoes and so far, Lilly had been a wild creature magnet. What did
I
expect from this sex-
cation
? She had certainly delivered on her end. I was more
interested in her than she probably knew or that I wanted to admit. I wasn’t
sure if she really had given up the idea of having surgery but I knew that
whether she did or didn’t she would still be beautiful to me. I abandoned the
idea of trying to tell Lilly what to do with her body. So what should I say to
the pretty blonde sitting in the tent with me, right now? Honesty—she wants
honesty.

I sighed and sat on the sleeping bag next to her.
“You wanted honesty so I’m going to give it to you. Keep in mind I don’t mean
to hurt your feelings — you know I like you.” She smiled showing perfect white
teeth and nodded her head. “Right here, in this place my head is pretty clear;
I know that I want to be close to you, whatever that might mean. But tomorrow,
everything changes. It’s back to the fast-paced life that I created for myself
— not a life that allows for a girlfriend or a relationship. I have surrounded
myself with friends and things that allow me to be ‘the’ Bullet Steinmann,
cold, aloof and alone. I guess what I’m saying is
,
I
know how I feel at this moment but I don’t know what I will feel tomorrow.
Saying that out loud makes me sound like a jackass but I want to be honest with
you because you asked me to tell you the truth. You are more than I bargained
for, Lilly Brightwood.”