The Perfect Summer Day
by Voyeur4u2c
Copyright© 2025 by Voyeur4u2c
Erotica Sex Story: She had fun being towed by Vince in a kayak, and another couple loved seeing what that led to...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Exhibitionism Masturbation Voyeurism Public Sex .
“Let’s go kayaking?” Leslie suggested to Vince.
Vince lived on a big lake and it was a perfect summer weekend with bright sun, warm temperatures and low humidity. Leslie, his girlfriend of a few years now, was spending the weekend with Vince. She lived about an hour away in the suburbs but loved Vince and enjoyed escaping to his place on most weekends, especially when the weather was this nice.
“Great idea ... and I’ll light the grill when we get back for the chicken that’s marinating in the fridge,” Vince responded. He was no dummy: kayaking meant that Leslie would be in a bikini, a sight which he always enjoyed.
Between gathering up the equipment and applying sunscreen, it took maybe 30 minutes for the two of them to be down at the dock, ready to go. Both were happy to lather each other up with the slippery sunscreen, Leslie in her bikini and Vince in gym shorts. Leslie’s surprise for Vince on this day was that her bikini was a thong, not her regular bikini bottoms, that showed off much of her cute ass. Vince heard a slight sigh and moan escape Leslie as he put sunscreen on her back and generously over her sexy butt, even slipping a finger inside the tiny material and up between her ass cheeks. He had her turn around and did her front for her also, slipping his fingers inside her padded top and playing with a nipple briefly. She reciprocated the sunscreen application for him but went way down inside his shorts, first in the back, then in the front.
“Oh you perv, remember who started this” Leslie said as she finished applying the sunscreen. They both looked down at Vince’s front to see his shorts tenting nicely.
“That will have to be taken care of when we get back,” she whispered in his ear, pointing to his growing cock and even reaching out to give it a quick squeeze.
“As will your needs,” Vince whispered back and smiled.
The lake was somewhat isolated but had been discovered and developed to a certain extent. Multi-million dollar houses stood next to smaller cottages that were almost 100 years old. The residents were lucky enough to have small beaches dotting some of the shoreline, while woods and overgrowth bumped right up to the beaches in places primarily where farms still operated or the land was in a preserve. Both Vince and Leslie enjoyed exploring the isolated beaches by kayak, with Vince in one that he peddled like a recumbent bicycle and Leslie in an inflatable that she paddled and sat low inside the inflated gunnels.
Both Vince and Leslie were in great shape and enjoyed the exercise that came with kayaking, but Leslie’s paddling was tough on her shoulders after a while. Their agreement was that if she got tired, she’d tell Vince and pull up next to him so he could tie her off on the stern of his kayak and just peddle them both, with her 25 feet behind him enjoying the ride.
After about an hour of kayaking, Vince could tell Leslie was slowing down. They had explored a marina and hugged the shoreline for quite a ways.
“How’re your shoulders?” he asked Leslie, who shrugged as she pulled up to him.
“Sore.”
Vince grabbed a bow line off of Leslie’s kayak and tied it to his stern and off they went towards one of the many small, isolated beaches. Vince noticed slightly more resistance with her behind him but his legs easily peddled them forward so it was fine.
He turned around to see Leslie just gliding behind him and relaxing in the sun as she was towed.
“Ummmm ... excuse me Miss, but this tow is going to cost you,” he said. She just smiled and waved.
About a mile later, they were pulling up to a little beach that was one of the ones with forest and overgrowth right up to its edge. The beach was maybe 50 feet at the widest and about 300 yards long, but with a great view out over the lake. Vince just beached his kayak and pulled Leslie’s up on the sand right next to his. They looked around and, as expected, saw no one. Plenty of dead trees and natural debris was laying here and there on the beach, almost dividing it up into smaller, separate, private beaches, but they had their own little slice of heaven where Vince had landed.
Leslie gave Vince a sly smile as they sat on the warm sand and looked out over the lake.
“That last mile with you towing me was so relaxing,” she said. “I took advantage of the how beautiful it was behind you,” she beamed.
“It is a great day to be out on the water!” was Vince’s enthusiastic response.
She sat back a bit and leaned into Vince and said in a lower voice, “You have no idea how relaxed I was.”
Vince looked quizzically at her, but she just smiled up at him and said, “While you were doing all that work, I sat back in my kayak, pulled my thong aside and touched myself.”
Vince’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. “Did you ... did you ... ummm ... help yourself to an orgasm while I was towing you?” he finally stammered.
“Three, actually, but I had to be quiet, so only two were really good. Thank you, though!” She leaned over and kissed his neck and snuggled up to him.
“Well, what about me?”
“Oh I have a reward in mind for you, after all your hard work,” she said, as she reached over and untied the drawstring on Vince’s shorts. Vince caught a brief view inside Leslie’s padded top as she leaned over him and saw a lovely hard nipple about the size of a big eraser. He looked around for a second to make sure no one could see them and was satisfied they were alone in their little spot.
Leslie tilted her head up and nibbled on Vince’s earlobe as she edged a hand inside his shorts. Vince leaned back on his elbows to give her easier access and his head bobbled backwards as he moaned just a bit. It worked: he felt her hand go easily inside his shorts and grab his growing cock and squeeze it firmly. Her mouth was now right at his ear level and he heard her breathing get deeper as she started to move her hand up and down his growing shaft still inside his shorts. He felt a bit trapped inside his shorts as his cock got harder and harder, and apparently Leslie sensed this as she slid the front of his shorts down to remove his cock from the material. They both looked down to see his nice, hard, seven-inch circumcised cock in her hand that was barely able to encircle his shaft it was so thick.
“Guess what I was thinking about while I was masturbating and fingering my pussy and clit while you towed me?” she asked, staring at Vince’s man meat. Neither bothered to answer.
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