It is mid-June. Maenad and I have been planning for her upcoming visit for weeks. Determined to show her a good time and keep her mind off all the stressful responsibilities at home, I am taking her out for a weekend of fun and sun at the river.

You see, I usually find time in my busy schedule to sneak off for a few weekend canoe trips each year. This is one of my most prised escapes, one I don't get to enjoy often enough. The usual trip consists of leaving out early from work on Friday, dad's truck (when I can con him into letting me borrow it of course) crammed full of everything I could possibly need (and with years of experience under my belt, theres nothing that goes unthought of anymore). If such a situation occurs where I don't have something I need or want with me, there is a small town (when I say small town, think back to the days before the beloved(hated) supercenters that offer 24 hour convience and a full grocery section within its walls) wal-mart about 40 minutes up the road.

I pick her up at the Memphis airport at around two in the afternoon. She steps off, looking beautiful of course, dressed in a denim skirt, sleeveless shirt, flip flops, and a lightweight denim jacket. Though she had been comfortable for the plane ride over she quickly realized the jacket isn't needed here. So as we load her bags into the already full truck, she slides the jacket off her shoulders and throws it in on top. Soon we are on the road, windows down, music loud, talking and laughing like only girls can do. From the airport its a good three hour drive to the river, so we stop mid way for a quick bite to eat. A little more driving, and some intense sex talk about men, and we finally make it...It's still early enough, just a little after five pm. We get registered for our campsite and get parked to start setting up. We unload everything first, sorting out the tent, chairs, fire and grill supplies. We make short time of the tent, and with the electric airpump (that plugs into the cig. lighter of any vehicle) we get the air mattress full, and stuffed inside. We then set up the chairs and gather our clothes and bedding and stuffing them in the tent as well. With everything set, we load up in the truck for a quick food run. (I learned long ago that any food/drink items are best purchased once we arrive, this saves on space and the possibility of spoiling.)

After an hour in Wal-mart and another twenty minutes in the liquor store we are finally ready to head back to camp. Its nearly eight as we pull back into our site, and the sun is glowing a deep orange, setting the puffy white clouds on fire with shades of orange, pink and purple as it sets. We fill the coolers (always carry three, two for drinks, one for food) with ice, food and drink. As we load all our alcohol into one, I head over to the truck to grab something I had stored under the back seat. With a little searching the week before, I was able to aquire a few six-packs of her favorite
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Smithwick's Ale. Seeing her face light up at the surprise is more than worth the effort it took to find it. We get everything iced down and get a fire started. A few minutes later we've got weenies and marshmellows out and prepare them for the flames. In addition to my signature Capt and Dew (Captain Morgan and Mt. Dew is a must for any river get away--PS it tastes like cream soda if you mix it right) and plenty of Guiness, we had also bought ingredients for a few fun (but not too hard) shots. Irish creme and Buttershots for buttery nipples (my fav.) and Hot Damn and Sour Apple Pucker for apple pie shooters (this ain't your grandma's reciepe, trust me). After the dogs and the s'mores, we crack open a few beers and chill out in front of the fire. I had brought with me a small CD Stereo and plenty of batteries so we'd have plenty of music for the weekend as well. A few hours of talking and drinking, mixed with the long flight and the drive, and Maenad is getting pretty tired early on. She crawls into the tent and changes for bed. Even out in nature, she's wearing one of her signature nightgowns, a little satin thing, trimmed in lace and leaving little to the imagination. I follow soon after, slipping into a comfy tank and boxers with nothing underneath. The tent is large enough for both twin sized air mattresses as well as a little open space between, which is where we've strown our clothes. I slide into my bed under a light sheet (way too hot for blankets people, this is southern summer, hot and humid). I lay there for awhile, thinking of the upcoming float the next day, but I soon notice the even breathing of the sleeping Maenad, and my thoughts start to wander to her laying just a few feet away, that delicious looking nighty, covering her lust inducing curves. It doesn't take long before I'm thinking of those curves, and what I'd like to be doing to them. But, not wanting to be caught doing anything, I push those thoughts away and with the beer running through me, I quickly fall asleep.

We wake up rather early on Saturday, both emerging from the tent to a beautiful sunny day. It's just before eight and not too hot yet. We grab a quick breakfast of poptarts and granola bars before getting ready for the day. Taking turns, we duck into the tent to wiggle into our bathing suits. She's wearing an adorable Tankini with a matching sarong. I'd chosen a simple lowcut one piece, with a tank and boxers over it (no loves, not the ones I slept in). We pack up two coolers, the bigger one for drinks (plenty of bottled water in addition to the booze), the smaller one for lunch and snacks. I've already packed the dry bag with a change of clothes for each of us, as well as a towel, a prepaid cell with 30 minutes on it and a first aid kit. We help each other lather up in sunscreen and don our sunglasses before heading out in the truck to the pick up point (if you have enough people and multiple vehicles you can drive up to the put in point on the river, otherwise the campground has a bus that will pick you up and drive you up there, free of charge). After much discussion a few weeks before, we had decided to rent a two man raft instead of a canoe. It would be easier (not likely to tip) and would give us more time to just relax and enjoy the scenery as it (we) float by. By the time we get to the put in point, get our raft, and get it loaded, its nearly ten. The sun is already out full force and its getting hotter by the minute. We get the raft into the water, making sure we have our paddles (just in case), and climb in.

There's been plenty of rain so the water is good and high for this trip. We get headed down the river, letting the current of the water set the speed. It doesn't take long for us to get into the alcohol. Maenad starts with her beloved Smithwick's before I convince her to try some Capt. Soon we are both feeling the alcohol and the sun. We stop for our first 'break' pulling the raft onto the bank and playfully splashing in the water. Between the heat and the weight of the water in our clothes, we both strip down to our suits. Before setting out again, we take time to rub each other down with more sunscreen. As I finish massaging the lotion into her back and shoulders, she turns to let me work it into her exposed chest as well. Slowly my hands dip lower, enjoying the feel of the tops of her breast that are pushing out the top of the tankini. Taking the lotion from my hand, she returns the favor. We set back out on the water, talking and goofing around. After splashing water over the side of the raft at each other we start into a tickle war. The tickling doesn't last long as fall across her, my face inches from hers.

Slowly we begin to kiss, my tongue tracing her supple lips before parting them to dance against her tongue. As she is kissing me back, I slide my hands up to cup her wonderful breasts, slowly massaging them through her top, rolling her nipples between my fingers. I pinch her nipples, feeling her moan against my mouth, I'm instantly wet. Slowly, tentatively at first, she begins massaging my breasts as well, finding my nipple rings, she gives them a light tug. I pull my mouth from hers, moving down slightly as I slide the straps of her suit down her shoulders and further, exposing her breasts to the heat and the sun. I lean in, taking her left nipple into my mouth, sucking as I run my tongue in circles around the tip. She moans again, her hands now in my hair, holding me to her as I pleasurably torture her nipple with my lips, tongue, and teeth. Eventually I move to the right breast, repeating the process as my hand skims down her stomach to her parted thighs. My hand covers her mound as I massage her outer lips through her suit. She is moaning continuously now, and I slide my hand into the top of her suit bottom. My fingers stroke her pussy lightly as I kiss my way back up her chest and neck before taking her mouth again. As my tongue enters her mouth, I slip two fingers into her wet pussy.

I can feel her muscles squeezing against my fingers as my thumb strokes circles on her clit. Her hips are rotating against my hand now, matching the pace my fingers have set. She pulls the top of my suit down to take one of my nipples into her mouth teasing it with her tongue and pulling the ring with her teeth as my hand builds speed and intensity thrusting in and out of her. Her moans become louder around my breast as her hands cling to my wrist. She cums hard, her whole body shaking. As her body begins to calm, I remove my hand from between her legs and she pushes me onto my back in the raft. Leaning down, she kisses me hard before sliding down between my legs. Slowly she slips her fingers under the fabric of my suit, pulling it to the side as she begins to stroke my pussy. Sliding her fingers inside of me, she lowers her head to lick and suck my clit as she fingers me. Wanting to taste her and feel her cum again, I pull her hips, turning her so we are in the 69 position across the bottom of the raft. I quickly pull her suit bottom off, and bury my face between her legs, taking time to savor the taste of her before thrusting my tongue into her pussy. I feel her moan on my clit as I do this, and it sends shivers through my body. It seems like hours that we lay there, licking sucking and fingering each other (though its really only 20 or 30 minutes). I begin to feel my orgasm building and can tell from her moans and the movements of her hips that she too is close. I concentrate on her clit now with my tongue as I thrust three fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. Soon she is cumming, her juices flowing into my mouth and over my face. The combination of her mouth, fingers, and her moans sends me over the edge as well and I cum with her. We lay there for a few minutes afterwards, catching our breath, before moving to readjust our suits. We help each other clean up and I notice we are more than two thirds of the way down the river. We settle back in the raft and have some lunch and a few more drinks before coming to the end of our float.

When we finally get back to camp late Saturday afternoon, we drag ourselves down to the bathrooms for a quick shower. Refreshed and minimally dressed we head back to the tent. After a few hotdogs and chips, we kick back with a few beers, both still enjoying the after effects of our earlier pleasure. We drank and talked, eventually deciding to break out the shots. We started with a few apple pie shots before getting into the Irish cream and buttershots for our buttery nipples. We were definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol and the heat. Suggestive comments were made, one being the idea of Irish cream on nipples. With a little giggling, we grab the liquor and retreat to our tent. Pushing the air mattresses together, we both wiggle out of our clothes. I stop for a moment, taking in the sight of Maenad's nude body before laying her back on the makeshift bed. Slowly, I turn the bottle up to drizzle a small amount of the sweet liquor over her nipples, letting the cool liquid run down over her breasts. She shivered at the cool sensations on her heated skin. I then lowered my head to her, and began to lick and suck the Irish cream from her body. Starting at the outer edges of her breasts, I slowly work my way inward, making sure not to miss a single drop. As my mouth reached her nipple, I flicked my tongue across it, making her moan with pleasure. Taking her nipple between my teeth, I suck and bite, causing her moans to continue. Moving to the other breasts, I continue in the same manner, until ever drop is gone from her body. Picking up the bottle again, I drizzle a thin trail from the valley between her breasts, to just above the mound of her pussy. I set the bottle to the side, and again lowered my mouth to her to lick her clean. Starting between her breasts, I slowly licked, sucked and nibbled my way down her supple body.

Finally reaching the end of the trail I'd created I began licking and kissing the curves surrounding her sensitive pussy, not quite touching there yet. I moved to lay between her legs, nibbling the tender flesh on the inside of her thigh, slowly teasing her before finally bringing my mouth to her most sensitive place. I lick and nibble her soft outer lips, sucking them gently before parting them with my tongue. In one long slow lick, my tongue caresses the length of her slit from bottom to top, barely brushing across her clit. My hands on her thighs, massaging them and pressing them open as I pleasure her with my tongue, tasting her. I push my tongue into her with slow thrusts before bringing it up to flick across her clit again. I look up her body, her hands massaging her breasts, her breathing quick and shallow, her body covered with a thin sheen of sweat. I continue to lick and suck her clit and lips as I bring one hand from her legs, pressing two fingers into her. Thrusting in slowly, reveling in the feeling of her muscles tightening around my fingers. My hand and mouth create a rhythm, sucking hard on her clit as my fingers push inward, releasing to flick my tongue across it as they withdraw. Building speed as I bring her closer to orgasm, I work a third finger into her, and eventually a fourth, filling and stretching her. Her hips are thrusting up to meet my face and hand, her whole body writhing in pleasure, her hands now gripping my hair, pulling me into her. I take her clit between my teeth biting gently, sending her over, her whole body contracting around me as pleasure washes through her. I bring her down gently, removing my hand and covering her with my mouth, licking softly as I drink in her juices. I pull away as her breathing slows. Her body seems to radiate from the after glow of her orgasm.

I move up her body, taking her mouth with mine, kissing passionately as her hands begin to explore my body. She massages my breasts, her fingers tweaking my nipples, pulling my rings. With my arms around her I roll onto my back, pulling her on top of me. Her hand moves down to stroke my pussy, our breasts pressing together as she lays on top of me, our nipples rubbing as we breathe. She presses two fingers into my pussy as we kiss. She moves down just a little and takes my nipple into her mouth sucking hard and biting it. I am moaning, my hands massaging her back and her ass as she continues with her mouth and hands. She moves further down my body kissing and lick as she slips a third finger into me...my hand is on her wrist between my legs, trying to push her deeper into me as her mouth finds my clit and begins to suck. With my hand on her wrist to guide her she works a fourth finger into me and before long her whole hand pushes in. She is fisting me now and sucking and nibbling on my clit nonstop. My moans have gotten louder now. I pull and pinch my nipples, the added sensation sending me over the edge, my whole body tensing as I cum hard. She pulls her hand and mouth away and moves up to kiss me again. I pull her into me and we curl up, drifting off to sleep.