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Ocean Kayaking with Cora
This was my second visit with Cora, after our adventure zip lining I knew I would see her again.
She arrived a little late and apologized, profusely, but with the building for the 2010 Olympics, the traffic in Vancouver is the worst. She gave me a quick kiss and hugs and got the donation out of the way and were off for our Ocean Kayaking adventure. Good thing she knew, exactly, where we were going and did the driving. I sat back watched the scenery and talked to her about how she had been since our last visit. This visit was for 48 hours as I learned that after zip lining there really wasn’t much time to just relax and enjoy talking to one another although, we did a lot of talking the first visit. I just wanted to spend more time with her.
We arrived at Indian Arm about 15mins late but, that was O.K... I told Cora I liked watching her walk and she asked if I wanted her to walk in front of me. I laughed and said “no” and she quickly moved to my side and put her arm around my waist. We walked up the trail to the kayak center and I checked in at the desk and told them I had reservations for 2. We were, quickly, introduced to our guide and outfitted with our safety gear and met the couple that would be joining us on or trip. The guide gave us our instructions and safety talk and helped us put on the “skirt” for the kayaks, showed us how to raise and lower the rudder and the correct way to hold our paddles. “The writing is on the front side.” I could remember that. Adjusting the peddles for controlling the rudder was a little bit harder. It is an uncomfortable position.
All of us in our kayaks the guide pushed us into the water and we waited for him to lead us on our trip around the bay. It’s an eccotour as well and a day on the bay. There are a lot of preserves in the area and you can only get so close to the wild life. We saw seals and sea lions and a few baby sea lions which, we were told to stay away from. Momma sea lion is very dangerous. Cora and I saw a mink and tried to point it out to the guide but it moved so fast he didn’t get a chance to see it. He was really disappointed because he had heard of them but had not yet seen one. So, that was really cool.
I had dressed warm and had taken rain gear, gloves, extra shoes and all the other stuff the brochure said to bring but, it was so warm I was taking off my clothes before we had gone 200 meters. It had rained the night before. Good thing they have a lot of bungies cords on the boats. We also had bottles of Gatorade which the guide told us to drink because we were going to get dehydrated. We paddled around one side of the bay and then made a crossing to the opposite side where we stopped for a break and “lunch”. A fresh bottle of Gatorade and a doughnut from a shop in Indian Arm, apparently the only place they make this special type of doughnut. When we left Cora pointed it out and it was packed in the afternoon, she told me it was worse in the morning. I was happy the guide had to go get them and not us.
After lunch we paddled around this little island, which you can camp on but no fires are allowed and the paddled down another side of the bay to where a “hermit” keeps his boat anchored during the “summer” (shit snow when we went zip lining and rain in July?) that’s not summer to me. And then we began our trip back to the center. The guide explained to us that we were in the southern most Fiords in the North American Continent. 1700 meters deep, of course, I had to stick my hand in the water to see how cold it was. I guess I’ll never learn.
The Aquarium in Vancouver has a buoy in the middle of the bay where they anchor a boat which brings out their 7,000 lb sea lion to feed, once a week, of course when they do that the bay is closed. After seeing the buoy we started back to the Center and the guide said with the wind and small waves it would take about 45 mins to do, we did it in 20. He was surprise at how fast we all moved and I was amazed at the speed and agility of Cora as she slipped through the water. She may look like she has a little baby fat but I could see her muscles rippling under her skin each time she took a stroke with the paddle. Hell, when we got to the Center she landed her kayak on the beach, jumped out on dry land and pulled me onto the shore like it was nothing. I couldn’t even get the nose of my kayak on the beach.
Cora and I did a little more site seeing and then returned to the hotel. I told her she looked tired and she admitted she was. She had a late night preparing her twins to spend the two days; we were together, to be with their father. It wasn’t a special thing for me, it was his time to have the children and she had to deal with the usual BS of having a jerk for an ex. I could understand, completely, I had the same problems with my son’s mother. She never had him ready when I went to pick him up and always sent him in old clothes and worn out shoes, knowing I would send him home in new ones. She wouldn’t let me have custody but, she wouldn’t take care of him.
Cora asked if we could make early dinner reservations and said she knew of a restaurant close to the hotel where she had been for a company party, one time. We went for a walk to find the restaurant and it was next door to the hotel.
We had a nice dinner in a secluded alcove and if it hadn’t been for the party out side the entrance to the alcove I might have tried some naughty things in the alcove. I like to have sex in secluded public places. But, this one guy kept looking in on us to see what we were doing. After dinner we left to return to the hotel and it was raining really hard. We were lucky that the distance was short and only got a little wet.
When we got to the room Cora went to take a bath and when she came out and lay on the bed I could tell she was tired. I offered to give her a massage and that surprised her. She said she didn’t have the energy to return the favor but would the following night.
Now, when I give a massage, I give a massage. After all the Physical Therapy and Massage Therapists I have seen I know how to give a massage. I started putting the oil in my hands to warm it and then started at the base of her skull and worked my way down her neck to her shoulders and then onto her arms and hands. I could feel how hard her mussels were and how tense she was so I spent plenty of time working out the kinks and giving her a therapeutic massage. She was nude and I had on my boxers.
I worked my way down her back and onto her lower back and the started to massage her butt. Many people don’t know how much tension is stored in their buttocks and I kneaded Cora’s butt deeply. Whoa, did that wake her up. I started to put more oil in my hands and she said, “Oil that ass up!” I gladly complied. As I poured oil onto her ass and kept massaging her she began to raise her ass into the air and practically pushed her ass and pussy into my face but, I ignored her attempts and kept massaging her. She was trying to get me to stick my fingers in her ass or her pussy.
I would rub my thumbs around the edges of her spichters and she would try to get my thumb in her ass and I kept teasing her, like that, until I moved down to the back of her thighs. As I did the back of her thighs I would massage the area between her thighs and right next to her outer labia and she kept tying to move so I would stick my fingers in her pussy. She was cumming and moaning but there was no way in hell I was going to give her what she wanted. I would barely run my finger along the outer edge of her inner labia. When I finished with her thighs she asked me if I was through. I told her no and started working my way down the back of her legs, to her calves, ankles and feet. I know something about foot reflexology and worked hard on the areas of her feet that lead to the points of pleasure in her pussy.
When I told her I was finished she turned over and gave an approving look at the growing erection in my boxers and pulled them off.
We laid there for a short time with her head on my chest and I kissing her forehead. When I whispered, “Does my dirty little slut want me to finger her pussy?” She smiled, kissed me, and responded with an emphatic, yes. I told her I needed to check my dirty little slut’s pussy to see if it was clean enough, for me.
She spread her legs and I moved down them to examine her pussy. I spread her clitoral hood to check and rubbed her clit and then I worked my way to her labia and then her inner labia. I inserted 1 finger into her pussy and she began to grind her hips on my finger. I used the thumb of my other hand to rub her clit. She kept reaching down trying to get me to insert more that 1 finger in her and I kept pushing her hand away. As I moved my thumb from her clit to her ass she started to rub her clit herself and I stuck my thumb in her ass. As I did this she started rubbing her clit harder and faster. I swear I never saw a hand move as fast as hers did on her clit.
She than began to squirt some lube on her clit and I was thinking it was unnecessary as I kept taking my finger from her pussy to keep her clit wet and was spitting on my finger as well. My dirty little slut knew exactly what she was doing as I discovered the lube was running down her pussy onto my fingers and making it harder for me to keep just one finger in her pussy. I stopped fingering her and moved up to her to ask, “Does my dirty” but before I could finish she said, “Fucking Finger Me!” I gladly did as she started moaning and bucking on my 4 fingers. I stopped and told her, “I want to fuck my dirty little slut,” she put on a cover and she raised her legs so I could enter her. I pushed her legs up higher and she pulled them up to her shoulders, she practices hot yoga and offered me her ass and pussy.
As I positioned myself to fuck her pussy I could see her watching my cock intently. I asked, “Does my DLS want to see my cock slide in and out of her pussy?” She said yes so, I slowly entered her pussy with short stokes and gradually entered her completely. I then asked if MDLS wanted me to put my hands around her neck and she said yes. I told her that if she liked what I was doing to rub my wrists and to tap them if I did it too hard. Soon our tempo and depth increased and she asked me to fuck her hard and deep.
I kept pressure on her neck and when I stopped she would rub my wrist letting me know she wanted more and the tap me to stop. Then we would begin the process over. Squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing and she was really into it. It was a first for me and really exciting and erotic. While doing this she said she loved the feeling of my balls slapping into her ass and I swear she began to grab my balls with her ass. I came soon afterwards and when I collapsed on her, I whispered her name four times into her ear.
The thought passed quickly through my mind, “Is this Dirty Little Slut a game she likes to play or does she think the man she is with likes it?” Because I knew 2 things, immediately, she pulled me into to her a deep as I could go and I had 4 new scratches on each cheek of my ass. When then 69’d for a while, she got off me and then she gave me a great CBJ to completion and then we fell asleep.
The next morning it was raining lightly and she said she had a favorite spot for breakfast. She informed me it was in a gay area and wanted to know if I had a problem with that, I told her what 2 people choose to do in their private lives is no concern of mine. She then told me that we might run into some people she knew and with her job, in the film industry, she wanted to introduce me as a film producer and she was my driver. I told her it would be better if she said I was a location scout because if someone started asking question about being a producer I couldn’t answer them but, anyone could be a location scout. We agreed upon that and driving to the restaurant she told me about some of the “stars” she had been a driver for and what a bunch of ass holes they were. I knew, exactly, what she was talking about. Being a theatrical make up artist I have had “stars” tell me how they wanted their make up done, I told them if they didn’t like the job I was doing they could do it themselves. Being a make up supervisor the only person they could complain to would be the director, the director would tell them he or she hired me to do the make up according to their designs and to shut up or find someone else to do it. I don’t care if they’re a star or what, I get my orders from the director and I follow them. Fuck ‘em and their ego BS.
Wouldn’t you know it, when we enter the restaurant we get seated right next to a guy who has known Cora all her life. So, we go with our preplanned story of me being a location scout. This guy was a multimillionaire and had at one time owned most of the island Cora was born on. He was into the habit of hiring escorts to play the naughty maid role but, Cora wasn’t about to tell her about her being an escort. She laughed and told me he was old enough to be her grandfather but if he was willing to give her back part or her family land on the island she might just buy a maid uniform.
After breakfast we did some more sight seeing and we went to the ship terminal. It is a huge complex and I told her I had considered renting a room there but it just seemed too big. She was happy I hadn’t because a ship full of tourist had just docked the day before and the place been a mad house. We examined a map of the Pacific Rim that was inlaid into the floor and while walking around discovered a map of the bay where we had done our kayaking trip. I could not believe how big the bay was that we had been in the day before and one leg of our trip had been 14 km and, that was just a tiny part of the bay.
Cora then took me to Grandville Island because, I had read an article in the paper that morning about the shortage of Sockeye Salmon and I was interested in buying some smoked salmon. Cora told me with her father still fishing and all of her Indian friends she didn’t have to worry about any shortage. She explained to me the difference in the types of salmon and the oil content and the color. Sockeye is the preferred salmon because of its high oil content. I inquired at one place if the did shipping and was informed they didn’t but, they would pack it for shipping and I could have it packed and checked onto the flight for my trip home. The gentleman gave us samples of some smoked salmon; one Cora said was the best, Indian Honey Popcorn Salmon. It was fantastic.
We then walked around the stores looking at different places and found a comedy club, which was closed and would be closed that night. I told her that I enjoyed going to comedy clubs and blues clubs. We then found a nice restaurant and stopped for lunch and a rest. After lunch we continued to explore the island and found a scale model of the type of boat she had grown up fishing on. She said she had enjoyed it and it was some of the best time of her life. I told her about my grandfather’s farm and we agreed about how kids work and don’t play in those types of families. While walking to the ferry landing I noticed a boat rental place and was disappointed that they only rented power boats. I told Cora I like sail boats and she told me she was taking sailing classes at one marina and that we might be able to check there, in the future. She explained that she had just started sailing and I told her if she wanted to get experience just to go to the marina and ask people if they needed a deck hand for sailing. That’s how I got a lot of my experience. I had one crew ask me to fly to Hawaii with them and do the race back to San Francisco, which I did. We didn’t win or ever place but, it was a great experience.
We took the ferry back to where we had parked the car and returned to the hotel and she suggested a restaurant for dinner and I had the concierge check for reservations. The concierge called the room and informed me that our reservation had been made and he had requested a window view for us.
Dinner was fantastic and we could look out on the ocean and look down on the beach where they celebrate New Year’s Eve with a fantastic fire works display and they also celebrate their Independence Day there as well. After dinner we walked back to the hotel and watched the sunset from the balcony. I went in to use the bathroom and when I came out I heard voices from the balcony. The guy in the room next to us was talking on the phone and chatting with Cora. When I came out he went back into his room. As the sun was setting I pointed out people in their apartments that we could see from our balcony.
I pointed out a couple watching TV and a woman getting ready to go out. I told her if we stayed there long enough we could probably see some one having sex. Cora was leaning back into me as it was getting cooler and we talked about SCUBA diving and other out door sports and I said, “Who wants to go some place and just spend all day in a hotel room.” From the way her body slumped against mine I knew she didn’t like what I said so, I laughed and said, “Although, that can be a lot of fun, too.” From the way she moved closer to me I knew she liked that reply.
We bent over the balcony railing watching people unload their bikes from a van and watched people walking up and down the street. As Cora was bent over the railing I began to rub her pussy and ass through her pants, she suddenly stood up and went into our room. After a few moments I went in to discover her taking off her clothes and telling me it was time for my massage.
Now, I’ve never had a sensual massage and that is what Cora began to give me. At first she worked on my neck and shoulders relieving the tension from our kayaking trip and then she began to rub her pussy on my ass, I could tell she was already wet and that started to get me excited. As she oiled my ass she was rubbing her self on my legs and I was getting hard. When she turned around to do my legs she was rubbing herself on my ass and I began to raise my ass to grind myself into her pussy and ass. She quickly finished and got off and I turned over.
Instead of calling her MDLS I used her name and asked if she wanted me to finger her pussy. Of course, she said yes. She lay down on the bed and I began to finger her quickly working in 3 fingers, she got out a bottle of lube and began to squirt it on my hand and fingers and took my hand and inserted 4 fingers into her. She told me to go slow and I with drew my hand to taste her and the lube. I was surprise to find the lube was flavored and had a warming effect; this was another 1st for me so I put my fingers back into her. She then put some more lube on my hand and guided my thumb into her pussy, as well. Telling me to go slow I inserted my entire hand into her pussy, OMG, I was so excited and hard I would have cum if she touched my cock. Following her instructions in inserted my entire hand into her pussy when she told me to stop. She the told me to, slowly, close my hand into a fist.
This scared the shit out of me. I had recently had a manicure so I knew my hand was clean but, my nails are very hard and sharp and I was afraid of injuring her so I did as she instructed me but I was full of trepidation, fear and excitement. Ever so slowly I closed my hand into a fist and slowly began to rotate my hand. Cora then reached down and closed her hand around my wrist, guiding it in and out of her pussy. After a few moments she let go and I quickly learned what to do and how to do it. I would push my fist into her and slowly withdraw it while opening my fist and the close it and push it back into her. Did she ever go wild!
The longer I did it the more I learned what to do and what she liked. She asked me if I liked it and I told her I did and she said she did, too. I kept doing what she had instructed me to do and than began to do things that I wanted to do and she started cumming and moaning and her juices ran down my arm onto the bed forming a wet spot on the sheets. I had never been with a woman who came as much as Cora did. I continued to do this to her enjoying hearing her sounds and knowing that I was making her cum almost continuously.
After what seemed like hours Cora slowly disengaged herself from my hand saying her pussy needed a rest and positioned herself to give me a BJ. I reached over for a cover and Cora refused it saying, "after all we've been through, I want to taste your cum." Cora than began to give me a fantastic BBJ and I kept telling her what a great cock sucker she was. At one point I told her that my DLS knew that I like to have her, lightly, scrape the head of my cock with her teeth which she immediately began to do. As she continued to suck my cock I kept telling her what a great cock sucker she was and started swearing and moving on the bed. She was fantastic. I then told her to start fingering my ass as she sucked my cock. The more I used her name and swore about how good she was the more enthuasic she got into giving me a BJ. I couldn't believe it when she actually started to gag herself on my cock. I gues the excitement and thrill of watching her made my cock get larger.
Finally I couldn’t take it any longer and told her I wanted to fuck her in her ass. I slowly withdrew and had her get on all 4’s on the edge of the bed, she put a cover on me and lubed my cock and her ass and I told her to place my cock in her ass and to back up onto me. She gladly obeyed. I spanked her ass a few times and pounded her hard and fast until I came and collapsed on her back. We lay there a few moments then went to the shower and cleaned up.
After cleaning up we went back to the bed and started playing around and having fun, just as I started to get another erection, I fell off the be and my back went out. I, immediately, lost my erection. I explained to Cora what happened and she said, “Do what ever you want. I want you to get hard and fuck me, again.” Much to my disappointment it just wasn’t going to happen. Cora and I continued to please each other in other ways and I did cum twice more she seemed disappointed that she was unable to get me hard, again, but I told her it wasn’t due to lack of trying. She gave me a great BJ and fingered my ass and stuck a small toy up my ass as well trying to get me hard. Content and happy we went to sleep.
The next morning I let Cora sleep late and had coffee ready when she woke up. She had to leave to pick up her kids but made sure I knew how to get back to Grandville Island so that I could buy the smoked salmon and get to the airport on time. She informed me that a tip was not needed or wanted saying that the places we stayed, the resturants we ate at and the things we did were things she dreamed of doing but never could afford to do them. (I had given her a tip the first time I saw her, actually forced her to take it.) She made it clear that she would take it as an insult and I sure as hell didn't want her mad at me.
I went to the Fish Store and bought a lb of the pop corn salmon, a lb of salmon jerky and a whole sockeye salmon which the store boxed and packed with ice packs. At the airport I told them I had purchased the salmon and filled out my customs card. The airline placed a priority sticker on my box and luggage and when I got home, they were the 1st items out of the plane and on the luggage carousel.
Cora told me that a new zip line was being built in Pemberton but so far nothing has been posted about it. I guess it will be completed before the 2010 Olympics.
I know I’ll go back to see her again if it is just to spend the day in bed.
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