Layla had been longing for this trip. Six weeks in Northern Ontario, traveling by canoe. After several demandings years of college, Layla had set aside this time for herself. It was early June and already the days had grown warm and humid. The land was awash in a tender green of new leaves.

Layla loved paddling in the canoe alone. The hollow, lapping sound of water against the hull. The slip of the paddle. The little dark eddy that followed each stroke like a swirling shadow. As a child, Layla had spent every summer canoeing at her family’s cottage. But that one summer she had met Nathan was different. Nathan’s family had bought a cottage near her own and it was by chance that they crossed paths one day on the water. 

Nathan was handsome, paddling in just his swimming trunks, his darkly-tanned body lean and muscular like an animal. They became friends instantly. Soon they were paddling together to secret coves and hidden beaches. Their first kiss happened early in the summer. And by summer’s end they were regularly skinny-dipping together, or running nude in the sand on some secluded shoreline. 

It was on one such occasion that their summer fling finally progressed beyond making out. When Layla had first seen Nathan remove his swim trunks, she had taken pleasure in the sight of thick, heavy penis. It was smooth and also larger than she had expected. His testicles were handsome in their proportion, in the way they softly hung.

At first, Nathan’s body had been a simple pleasure. Tantalizing, yes, but only a treat for the eyes. On this particular occasion, however, the sight of Nathan’s plump cock bouncing and swinging had stirred something deep inside Layla. Suddenly she needed to feel his cock. She needed to taste it. 

After wrestling Nathan to the ground, their warm bodies joined in the sand and Layla finally reached for Nathan’s penis. The very moment she touched it, his body relaxed. She found the weight of his cock in her hand pleasing. And as she moved her hand, inspecting him, she enjoyed the way his penis flopped back and forth. 

Sliding down along Nathan’s body, Layla moved in close and gently kissed his loose foreskin. Then she started to pump her hand along the length of his penis. As he grew and became hard, Layla took more of him into her mouth, and then she began to move her hand faster. It took only a few moments for the hot, thick liquid to explode down Layla’s throat. 

After Nathan’s body had finished pulsing, his toes curling and his hard abs clenching, it was Layla’s turn. Lying between Layla’s thighs, Nathan moved his tongue gently over her warm folds, taking his time. Layla tilted her head back and closed her eyes. The sun was hot on her eyelids and there was a throbbing heat in her loins. With Nathan’s hair in her fists, Layla came luxuriously and her body stuttered and rigidly shook. Her voice faltered as she let out a soft cry. 

And just like that, summer was over. They never did fully consummate their romance. They were only eighteen. They thought they had more time. Maybe next summer, or the summer after. However, Nathan never returned to that lake in cottage country. In fact, Layla never saw him again. 

Through her college years, Layla had some almost-serious boyfriends, but she held out on having sex with them. In her heart, she was saving herself for Nathan. After her first few semesters, the schoolwork became increasingly difficult, and by the final years of college, it seemed that all Layla did was study. 

Back in her canoe now, after graduating, Layla was finally free. She hoped to regain her love of canoeing on this trip, but also, somewhere deeper, perhaps subconsciously, she hoped to find Nathan. 

Halfway through her voyage, Layla decided to spend a couple of days at an established campsite that was only accessible by boat. As Layla approached the camping area, she noticed that there were three other tents under the tall pine trees just back from the shore. She would be happy to have some company. 

Layla selected a small clearing for her tent, away from the others. Through the trees, she could see several young men preparing dinner on their camp stoves. After she herself had eaten and wandered down to the lakeshore to wash her dishes, a tall, handsome man approached. 

“Hi, I’m Chris.” He said, holding out a hand to Layla.

“Nice to meet you.” Layla replied. 

They exchanged a few words about the weather and their respective routes and their plans for the coming days, and then they said good-evening to each other and headed back to their own tents. 

The sun was setting and the sky was a dazzling display of color. Layla decided to head back to the beach to watch the sunset. As she made it to the edge of the wood, where the beach began, she suddenly saw Chris. He was holding a towel, which he let fall to the ground. He removed his shirt and then pushed down his shorts and stepped free of them. He was going skinny-dipping! 

Layla stared at his firm, muscular bum. His body was lean and smooth and beautiful. As she moved around the final tree to get a better look, she accidentally made a rustling noise in the grass and Chris turned towards her. As his body rotated, Layla saw his loose, heavy cock. His balls hung like ripe plums. She was shocked by how large and thick he was.

This time, Layla said to herself, she would not miss her chance. She emerged from the wood and began to remove her clothes as she walked. She was fully naked when she dropped to her knees before him. Using both hands to enclose his length, she began to suck his cock, her two fists stacked and jerking him off. Chris grinned down at her while his heavy balls bounced and swayed. Layla’s cunt was wet now and her insides burned with desire. As soon as Chris’s cock was hard, she released him from her mouth and whispered: “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.” 

Layla got on her hands and knees and Chris immediately mounted her. She gasped as his enormous cock pushed inside her. At first he moved slowly, then he fucked her hard. The pleasure of his cock stretching her, and the feeling of his balls smacking her clitoris, caused her entire body to tremble. Layla’s young breasts bounced wildly as she began to whimper and yelp. 

The bright red disk of the sun was sinking past the horizon when Chris came inside her. The sudden surge of his orgasm made her come as well. Together they collapsed into the sand, and as the last light seeped out of the sky, they kissed and held each other tightly. For all those years Layla had waited, she had always wanted to get back to that beach with Nathan. And now, in a way, she had.