The weather outside the car was not very promising.  The clouds were low and gray, heavy with possible rain.  I could feel the chill in the air the further north we drove, it stabbing into my bare skin like tiny knives.

"Maybe we should find a nice motel or something,"­ I say, looking at you, your eyes focused on the road.  The camping equipment and coolers filled the backseat to the brim, threatening to migrate to the front seat with us.  I pushed a blanket out of the way angrily, staring at you. 

"Hello?­ Motel,"­ I say a little louder, as we pass through a small town full of the little places, all quaint with their flowerboxes and shiny brass numbers on the peeling doors. You smile at me, driving out of the town, leaving our last hope of a warm night behind. I lay back in the seat, pouting.  I feel sleep pulling my eyes shut and I give in.

When I open my eyes, I see that you have stopped.  The sky is darker, the air colder than before.  I do not recognize the road or the surroundings­.

"Where are we,"  I ask, my voice thick with sleep.

"It's a surprise,"­ you say, looking out the window, turning onto a small bumpy road.  The trees and bushes move in the further we go, creating a darkened canopy over the car, some of the branches whipping into the windows, stinging red marks on my arm.

And just like that, you pull into a clearing.  The field is huge, with the river running right along it.  A small waterfall flows from a cliff overhead.  I get out of the car, walking stunned, looking around at the beauty of it.  It is like a hidden gem, forgotten by humanity, untouched by humans.  I squint my eyes and gasp, seeing a deer flit off into the woods quickly, the white tail flashing as she leaves. 

"How did you find this?  This is beautiful,"­ I say, turning to look at you.  You walk up behind me, wrapping your arms around my shoulders.

"My family owns the land.  We used to come here as kids, go camping, fishing,"­ you explain, your chin resting on my shoulder, your voice hot in my ear.  I shiver, not sure if it from the air or your close proximity. 

"Well, let's get set up, hmm," you say, moving away.  I watch you walk back to the car, pulling coolers and duffel bags out of the packed vehicle.  I walk slowly, trying to avoid helping you pack the heavy stuff.  You turn, glaring at me as I pick up a pillow and a blanket, moving slowly.

"If you do not help, you will get punished so bad,"­ you growl, carrying a large blue cooler packed with alcohol and ice.  I look at you, raising an eyebrow.

"You? Punish me?  I doubt that," I say, tossing the items down to the ground, following closely with myself.  You look at me, smirking.

"You're­ asking for it," you say, going back to the car for more bags.  I shrug, laughing as you pull the tent bag to the clearing.  As you start piecing it together, I look around, wondering how far the nearest house is. I see a dark  shadow on top of the cliff, the sky already too dark for me to really make out the mass. 

"Is that a house,"­ I ask you, pointing.  You glance up, shrugging silently, still fiddling with the cords and poles.  I stare at the dark shadow creature, am almost certain it is a house.  I look back at you, eyeing you as you avoid looking at me.  Eventually the pile of poles and material start to resemble a tent of sorts.  A little lopsided maybe but a tent nonetheless.­ 

I picked up the blanket and pillows, dragging them over the dirt, not really caring where I lay down for the night.

"Put them over there for now. I plan on starting a fire soon.  It is getting too dark, too fast," you say, digging the last of the metal stakes into the ground.  I roll my eyes and make a small palette, spreading it out, and laying down.  That is when I realize how many stars are out tonight, the glow of the full moon bright in the sky, casting a bluish white glow over me.

"Wow,"­ I whisper, feeling myself floating into the sky. I turn my head, watching you.  You walk over to me, carrying an armload of logs that you had brought in the trunk.  As you light the fire, I see a flicker of light from the cliff.

"Was that a light,"­ I ask you, staring at the cliff.  You look up at the cliff, shrugging.

"Maybe it was just a lightening bug," you say, glaring hard at the shadow.  The fire catches, casting a glow on our faces, warm and snuggly. 

"Do you want to go swimming,"­ you ask, looking over your shoulder towards the river.  I nod, rising from the blanket, taking your hand.  We walk across the field, the tall grass brushing against our legs as we neared the water.

You glance over my head, looking up toward the cliff, the mass larger than before, right on top of us, right beside the waterfall.

I smile at you, pulling my shirt over my head.  I am not wearing a bra and my breasts glow in the bright moonlight.  You look at me, smiling, holding your hands out to me.  I walk over, pressing up against you.  You turn me around, my back on your chest as you reach around, cupping them firmly, massaging them roughly.  I moan, laying my head back on your chest.

"Oh this feels so good," I say, my eyes closed.  I feel your hands moving down my stomach, your fingers working quickly on the silver button under my navel.  You push them down quickly, the silk of my underwear going with it.  Within seconds, I am standing there naked, not really sure how I got there so quickly. 

My eyes are heavy with lust as I turn to look at you.  I run my hands up your chest, pulling at the material of your shirt, untucking it from your black jeans.  I pull it over your head, the moon casting your skin in an eerie glow, matching mine.  You lean your head down, kissing me gently on the mouth, cupping my face tightly.  I blindly work your belt and zipper, pushing them down.  Soon, you are naked as I am, our bodies close and warm to each other's. 

I pull away, walking into the water. The coldness surprises me, but I keep walking, the icicles creeping up my legs.

"Oh my God," I moan, wrapping my arms around my body, jumping from one foot to the other.   You smile, covering your mouth with your fist as you watch me dance naked under the moon, stifling a laugh.  You slowly walk towards me, braving the water.  You suppress a groan as your skin hits the water.

"Fuck,"­ you say, backing up.  You watch as I stare at you, diving under the inky black water, my body making the moon's reflections wobble and buckle wildly.  The smile fades a little the longer I stay gone.  The reflection settles and clears again, making my heart race.  You have been gone too long.

You call my name, looking around.  I laugh from the under the waterfall, waving my arm at you.

"Come get me,"  I call to you, laughing as you dive under, moving smoothly through the frigid water.  I step under the falling water, letting it hit me on the head and face as you get closer.  The rivers of water slide over my body, cupping around my breasts like pebbles in a stream.  You stand up, your eyes shifting quickly towards the cliff as you near me.

"What is up there,"­ I ask you, looking up at the darkness that I am positive is of a house. I see the light glint again, like a lighter flicking on quickly.

You look up, the dread entering your stomach.  If only they had been more careful.  If only I had not noticed so much, so quickly.

"It is the watchers.  I am part of this club, you might say.  It is pretty easy to figure it out,what the club does." you say, pulling me towards you.  I stare at you, a half smile jumping across my face.

"They watch?  Who are they," I ask, my hands moving across your skin, glancing up at the house. You look at me, questions in your eyes.

"You know them.  You've met them," you say slowly, watching my face for a reaction.  My mouth drops a little, realizing the group of friends you had introduced me to was the ones in the house, watching us this very moment.

"Well, let's give them something to watch,"­ I say, turn around to face the water.  You groan softly, running your hands over my hips.  You look up, knowing the telescope and binoculars are focused on us.  You grin, shaking your head, smiling in disbelief.  You can almost imagine the guys watching in amazement as I look up toward the darkness, my eyes searching for a sign of life.

"Can they turn a light on so I can know where to look," I ask, swaying my ass against your groin, the water rocking us in its natural weightlessness­ss.  You swallow hard, raising a hand over your head, giving a thumbs up.  A light comes on, the outline of the house clear now. I stare, my mouth open wide as I see a small crowd of people, grouped around several telescopes aimed at us.  I can almost make out the features of some of the guys, their names running through my head.  I know I will never look at them the same.

I smile at them, pushing my lips out in a sexy pout.  You look over my shoulder at the house, your hands moving over my breasts, cupping them.  You pinch my nipples hard, making me gasp loudly.  I feel my knees buckle a little.

"Let's go back to the shore,"­ I say, pulling away from you a little.  You follow, your lips tasting my skin with each step I take.  We near the grassy edge, our pile of clothing where we left them.  As we leave the water, I know the telescopes are following every move.

I turn, kissing you, wrapping my arms around you neck, pulling you close to me.  You moan, your arms cupping my ass roughly. 

I sigh, feeling your fingers get close to my pussy, tickling against the tender swollen lips between my legs. I pull my legs around your waist, locking my ankles behind your back.  You bury your face between the valley between my breasts, the mounds pressed together tightly between my arms.  I lock my arms behind your head, kissing your all over your face, my lips brushing against your nose and cheeks.

You slowly lay me down on the grass, pointing our heads towards the house so the group doesn't get a closeup of your ass. I unlock my legs, my knees falling open as you kiss my shoulders, biting my neck, blazing a trail down my body, setting my nerves and skin on fire. 

"Baby, please,"­ I whisper, my hands touching the top of your head as you kiss lower.  I moan, my clit throbbing hard.  Your lips tease me, coming close to satisfying me but never hitting the bullseye.  My hips jump, trying to guide you to my clit.  I let out a soft growl as you keep teasing. 

A deep moan erupts from my mouth as your mouth finds my clit, sucking it hard.  I arch my head back, opening my eyes briefly, feeling the eyes on my from above. I feel your fingers slide in, thrusting deep as your mouth keeps working my clit.  Your tongue moves quickly, flicking and circling quickly.  My hands move over my breasts, touching them, squeezing them.  I know this is driving them crazy on the cliff.  I can almost feel the electricity in the air as they watch.

You move away from my pussy, moving up my body, your body pressed against mine.  I feel you wrap your fingers around my wrists, pushing them over my head to the rough ground.  I feel your push deep into me, in one swift movement.  I gasp loudly, in surprise and shock.  My pussy is so tight, it is almost hard for you to slide in and out. 

"Do it baby.  You won't hurt me," I moan, moving my wrists around, loving that you tighten your grip on them as I struggle a little.  You push into me harder, my hips rising up to meet yours full force.  Your hips bones collide slightly, making us groan in pain.  A small laugh bubbles out. 

"Oh baby, your laugh,"­ you whisper, leaning close to my ear.  Your thrusting becomes less hard  as you move slowly, pushing in deep.  Your hands move from my wrists as our fingers intertwine, locking together.  I flex my arms, helping you gain leverage to get deeper.  I bite my lip as I feel my body rising higher, a violin bow being tightened slowly, one twist at a time.  With each thrust, I moan softly, watching your face as you hold back from coming too fast. 

"Baby, please, I want you to.  Come for me, bay,"  I beg you, squeezing my fingers with yours.  You let out a loud groan, feeling your body give in as you listen to me beg for your come.  I close my eyes, whimpering as you fill me.  I feel my pussy clenching, twitching as I come, our climaxes overlapping each others.  Our moans intermingle,­ becoming one loud drawn out groan as our bodies jerk, twitching against each other.  I inhale deeply, raggedly as you move off of my body.

"Think they enjoyed the show," I ask you, snuggling my head against your shoulder.  You laugh, the sound like a bell in your throat.

"I hope so, baby," you reply, your eyes closing slightly, sleep threatening to over take us.

"Let's go back to the tent.  So we can rest up for later,"­ I say, smiling at you.  You look at me, grinning.

"Later,"­ you ask.  I nod, smiling.

"Privat­e showing though.  Only you and me,"  I say, kissing you hard on the mouth before getting up to leave.