u/Itsarush

Imagine this - we’re on a beautiful trail somewhere stunning. Convo flowing fresh after an initial vibe check date (your recommendation for lunch was amazing btw). And then we get somewhere with the scenery of your choosing. We make sure the tent is facing in just the right direction (or if it’s private enough - who needs a tent? 😉).

We hydrate - take in the scenery - and then fling off our dorky wide-brimmed hats. After that? Well however it goes I hope it ends with you smiling and feeling very very good.

I’m an athletic, strong hiker that loves the outdoors. 6ft, experienced and enthusiastic with diving. Clean, kind, and respectful too. Say hi!

Jenna leaned back in her green corduroy couch. One hand swirled a glass of cabernet around with a haphazard rhythm while the other rested on the arm rest, phone in hand. Her thumb swiped the phone methodically. Each new image subtlety molded her face in reaction to the men that carouseled across the screen. A lifted eyebrow, a quiet chuckle, an incredulous frown…

After several minutes she laid her phone down and returned to her book that was waiting for her on the coffee table. Her library mostly consisted of mysteries, dramas, and classics but romance novellas were the flavor of the week.

Get these guys into that app!

The pages turned pretty quickly. Jenna’s body remained largely motionless except for her eyes and lips which were interacting with the steamy plot. Her other hand was carrying out mindless orders for her comfort like fetching a sip of wine, taking off her socks, and casting off her bra for the day. After a couple of chapters she swapped the book for the phone again.

Swipe…swipe…Jenna coughed a little on a sip of wine and leaned in, eyes wide.

“No fucking way!”

Jenna inspected the face on her screen. She put the glass of wine down and straitened her posture while letting a barrage of memories fall into place. A few more minutes sifting through the profile made her certain it was him.

“Geez it’s been like ten years…actually more like fifteen.”

Jenna smirked and shook her head.

Still cute too. He has to be around 50 by now.

Dr. Jacob Sandelson. The profile didn’t say that but she knew. Between two undergrad courses, two more graduate courses, and the fact that he was her thesis advisor - that face was very familiar.

Jenna leaned all the way back and closed her eyes. She never really had a thing for older men prior to crushing on Dr. Sandelson all those years ago. Not since then either. It was a unique attraction born from the professional bonding and camaraderie that took place in depths of her university years.

She looked at her phone again. Dr. Sandelson would say just start writing and see what happens. Jenna grabbed the phone.

”Hello Sandelson. Not sure if you remember me but I spent a lot of time with you 15 years ago. I honestly couldn’t have done it without you. It’s cool seeing you on here! How have you been? I never wanted to make it weird but I kind of had a hard crush on you by the end of my Masters. I don’t know what to say. I’ll get to the point. Can we fuck? Am I allowed to want this now? Just let me rip your shirt off?”

Jenna deleted the message and threw the phone into the other side of the couch while doubling over in laughter.

“Ahhhh… wow.” Jenna got up to refill her wine glass and found her phone to work on a more tactful message.

One Week Later

Jenna walked into the lobby of the hotel. Her dressy tank top fit the heat of the day and her knee-length skirt blew around with the breeze of the automatic doors. The adjacent bar was starting to fill with conference goers as they wrapped up their day. A collection of cushy arm chairs were scattered around the foyer. In one of them sat Dr. Sandelson.

He’s wearing glasses now. It’s a good look!

Otherwise he hadn’t changed too much. If anything it looked like he may have been visiting the gym more often nowadays. The smile lines and frosted patches of hair showed his maturity, however he represented himself well on his dating profile and the age progression was already baked into Jenna’s imagination.

She took a deep breath and walked over. The flood of thoughts and emotions that she had kept at bay overtopped the dam with each step.

He took first notice of her approach.

She felt nerves start to inch towards panic.

He smiled and stood up.

Even after fifteen years the muscle memory was still there. She would march into his office with an unsolvable dilemma and his smile would trumpet the beginning of a solution. After so many times the smile itself could have solved her problems. She smiled back.

“Jenna, right? Jake.” He took her hand gracefully and they both flowed into a polite half-hug. “It’s nice to meet you! I’ve had a good time chatting with you.”

”Meet…” is he still not recognizing me?

“Me too! It’s hard finding someone that likes talking about South American colonial-era literature,” Jenna said with a genuine grin.

Jenna wanted to bring it up in their online chats. A good time just didn’t make itself available. She assumed that it would click for him eventually. Their online conversations did start to get pretty intimate too.

Jake casually looked around the lobby. “Does Mediterranean still sound good? Did you need anything before we go? My room just takes a minute to get to.”

“Actually yes,” Jenna’s eyes locked onto Dr. Sandelson’s kind face. “I didn’t have a chance to put my leggings on after work. It’s supposed to be cooler tonight.” She hoisted her almost overstuffed handbag.

“Oh sure, no problem.” Jake led the way. Casual chatting between the two continued through the lobby, up the elevator to the 8th floor, and down the hallway. An alternative inner monologue was playing through Jenna’s head as they got closer and closer to his room.

Fuck, what am I doing?

What are you going to say when he brings it up?

Should I tell him?

Those pants are working on him. Mmm…

Maybe he knows?

We should have dinner first.

This is moving faster than I thought.

Oh shit you’re really going to try and fuck him right now. Like, right now?

“Here we are!” Jake entered first to give the space a quick look over and offered to take Jenna’s things. “Oh, whoops, you probably need those to change.”

Jenna’s eyes twinkled. She was fully invested. “Yeah I do. Thanks,” she said with a chuckle. They alternated washing up and made it to the point where Jenna should have retreated to the restroom to change.

“Jake.” Her voice was punctuation signaling an abrupt shift in the tenor of the conversation.

“Jenna,” Jake returned the volley cautiously with a friendly tone.

Well do it or don’t!

“Jake,” she almost stalled out again. “I think you mentioned online that you like dessert first?” Dr. Sandelson’s eyes became more restless, showing that his own inner monologue was also starting to overheat. He did such a good job of keeping his perfect composure until now. “I do too.” Jenna assisted with letting the spaghetti strap and bra strap together fall over her left shoulder.

Really? That was your move, Jenna?

Jake’s face was hard to read. Kind, smart, and now almost intimidatingly wise with age.

Panic and regret flew in like a lance. It didn’t show on Jenna’s face like it might have fifteen years ago, but she felt it.

Jake smiled.

Jenna let the comfort seep in like it had always done before. But this was different. How was this situation going to be conquered? Even with her eyes fixed on Dr. Sandelson, Jenna was lost in her thoughts. She hardly noticed that his glasses were removed until his strong hand rested on her now-bare shoulder. It wasn’t just a reassuring pat. The hand was firm and moving slowly onto her shoulder blades.

They accelerated into a kiss at the same time. Being taller, Jake leaned his head down and used his other hand to balance the small of Jenna’s back as she tilted backward. Their chins synced in rhythm once the kiss was deep enough. After several blissful seconds the kisses decelerated and they separated lips.

Jake flicked her other strap over the edge of her shoulder. “Ok, dessert first.”

Another kiss quickly followed. The hand that was still supporting her back flipped itself under her top and firmly slid up her skin to the beginning of her ribs. She directed Jake’s other hand to the left side of her chest and allowed gravity to continue peeling the layers of clothing from her left breast. His hand was subject to the same gravity and eventually let her nipple spring slowly in between each finger as the hand descended.

Her top becoming a jumble, Jenna playful pushed her former advisor onto the nearby king-sized bed. She finished removing the top and bra in one motion. Jake responded in kind by unbuttoning his collared shirt. Jenna walked her knees onto the bed and was there to help finish removing the shirt.

I’ve been wanting to do that for so long…

Once both were topless Jenna closed the gap between their chests and reengaged with a kiss as they fell onto their sides.

Shoes clunked unseen off the edge of the bed. Jenna’s hand worked the clasp on Dr. Sandelson’s khakis. Her eyes were in and out of focus during the kiss, getting glimpses of Jake’s mouth opening and gasping in passion before sealing again with her lips. Her hands worked without the benefit of vision as she worked his pants and underwear in tandem down his thighs. She relied on her sense of touch to guide her hands, mapping his torso, midsection, and thighs. The firm pushback of his length on her arm was her north star. Eventually he was fully undressed and Jenna was able to take him in entirely.

Jake situated himself in front of Jenna as she turned onto her back. He kept eye contact as he bent over for one more suck on her top lip and then commenced a string of kisses that traversed from her chin to her neck to her right nipple down to her belly button.

Jenna let the progression happen - with each stop making her breath become more and more uneven. She started the removal of her skirt with a few example tugs and allowed Jake to take over. He kept the fabric firm against her lightly tufted mound, then the tops of her thighs as she became unwrapped. The underside of his thumb enjoyed the full length of her smooth legs all the way to her toes.

Jenna’s naked feet traced caresses on Jake’s chest as she remained on her back. He caught her right foot and started another string of kisses while holding her bent leg. By the time he reached her knee, Jenna’s thigh was pivoting outward allowing a path to form along the tender inside of her leg. Her tailbone pivoted downward and let her world slowly open up in anticipation.

Jake teased a quick kiss at her invisible panty line and skipped directly to her breasts, lowering her leg in the process. Jenna felt either a lick or a wet kiss directly in the cleavage before he focused on the right nipple. His mouth was warm and wet, his tongue gliding on her soft breast. A hand gathered her bosom and concentrated the tip so that it had no where to move when firmly pressed on his lips, his tongue, the edge of his teeth, and his fingers. When he switched sides his free hand pressed onto her stomach and descended until his thumb started a continuous infinity sign on her clitoris.

Jenna was the first to let her passion become obviously audible. Each hand grasped a head of hair, his and hers respectively. Lightning bolts were shooting between her nipple and clit as if they were connected. Jake watched her pretty face drift through waves of pleasure as he lowered his body back to between her legs. He guided her knees upward and outward and lowered his mouth.

There was no sprinkling of kisses this time. His lips and tongue, his whole face it seemed, pierced through every luscious layer immediately. Jenna’s legs tightened around Jake’s head instinctively. With his head momentarily immobile, Jake’s tongue took wide sweeps up each lip and concluded each pass with extra pressure and movement on Jenna’s clit. Her legs relaxed but their movements were still lacking full control as Jake concentrated the strikes of lightning between her thighs.

mmMmm he fucking knows what he’s FUCKING doing…

“Oh yeah… yeah yeah yeah yeah…ohhh” Jenna now had both hands on Jake’s salt and pepper hair.

His hands now firmly held Jenna’s inner thighs. His left thumb rested at her center of gravity, the triple point where her right thigh and cheek met. Were it to lean too much in any one direction it would spin her out of control. Jake heard and felt Jenna buckle with one flutter of release but maintained his mouth on her. His licks transformed to suction, pulling in her wet and pink folds with her clit as the focal point. She only lasted several more minutes of that arrangement. Her hands pushed Jake’s head away while she shook and bubbled with a mix of laughs and moans.

“Wow, Jake. That was crazy good.” Jenna’s body was slack after her second orgasm. She slowly rolled onto her belly and cinched her way towards the end of the bed where Dr. Sandelson stood, pleased with himself but still thinking of a transition. Jenna took the initiative this time and worked Jake’s cock into her mouth.

Can’t believe it. Younger me would be flipping out. I’m still freaking out a little…

She hummed a giddy thought to herself as her lips glided up and down the first inch or so of his shaft. The sentiment projected from her eyes as her former and current crush smiled back. A sex smile, definitely different from the dozens of other ones that she received from him. Her mouth tilted sideways so her lips could pass up and down the full extent of him, now slick and fully formed.

“Did you…happen to…?” Jenna bounced his cock a few times to make it clear what she was asking for.

Jake shifted his weight. “I mean, I didn’t want to presume anything, but, I usually keep one around just in case.”

I want to know how he feels…

We’re going to fuck huh?

I wonder…

“Dr. Sandel...I mean Jake. Shit!”

Jenna froze.

Panic.

“Look, I thought…” Jenna broke the silence but tailed off after seeing a flash of passion in Jake’s eyes.

“Omit needless words. That’s what Strunk and White would say right?”

And the smile.

He knows…

And the sex smile.

Jenna returned the gaze with a grin and pulled Dr. Sandelson back onto the bed.

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Thanks for reading, and let me know how it made you feel!

Imagine this - we’re on a beautiful trail somewhere stunning. Convo flowing fresh after an initial vibe check date (your recommendation for lunch was amazing btw). And then we get somewhere with the scenery of your choosing. We make sure the tent is facing in just the right direction (or if it’s private enough - who needs a tent? 😉).

We hydrate - take in the scenery - and then fling off our dorky wide-brimmed hats. After that? Well however it goes I hope it ends with you smiling and feeling very very good.

I’m an athletic, strong hiker that loves the outdoors. 6ft, experienced and enthusiastic with giving and receiving oral. Clean, kind, and respectful too. Say hi!

🏕️ 😘

“Sam.” Ruby’s whisper was the third sound that Sam heard that morning. The first was the creek babbling about 100ft away. The other was the stellar’s jay that called earlier than usual on this chilly May morning.

“Sam.”

“Sam, are you up?” Rose’s voice almost vanished into the wilderness canyon they were camping in. Sam grunted and flipped back onto his back. His thin sleeping pad didn’t make side-sleeping all that much comfortable.

“Shhhhh, we didn’t go to bed until like 2am. Shut the fuck up!” whined Alysa from the same tent that she shared with Rose.

Their voices became quieter but Sam could still hear them. “He was up late because you were fucking being a tease non-stop girl.” That was Rose. He could even picture her wild eyes and plush lips enunciating ‘fucking being a tease’ in real time.

A rustle. “You started it with that whole skinny dipping idea,” said Alysa, still half asleep. There was a long pause before she started up again even quieter. “That was fun though.” Even quieter but not quiet enough. “I mean damn…”

“…Sam!” Rose wanted to get back to the topic at hand - her freezing her ass off.

“Yeah. I’m awake.” Sam’s baritone was followed by a giggle from Alysa.

A zipper zipped in the cold air. “I’m coming over!” Sam heard the zipper rezip and then unzip again. He then heard a “shit,” and a “I dropped my bag” and then a “get up” followed by an “I’m trying!” Laughter and soddy footsteps from the two women approached his tent.

“What the fuck…,” Sam’s voice was tired but a little playful. Hands slid across the tent fabric searching for the opening to his tent. “Other side. No the other other side.” A silhouetted hand found the tent zipper, tugged, and revealed Rose and Alysa vying for first place into the tent as if it would provide them the warmth to survive. Sam started the process of scootching over but he was too slow.

Rose, clad in plaid leggings and a hoodie, tumbled directly onto Sam. “Close the zipper Alysa!” Alysa swooped in more politely, wrapped in her quilt. Rose looked jealously at the quilt, “Dang, I should have brought my sleeping bag. Close it! It’s cold!”

“And mosquitos,” said Sam underneath Rose’s body.

Rose’s eye got big again. “Hurry the fuck u…”

“It’s closed, dayyumn.” Alysa shifted her weight to sit cross legged in the little room she had available.

“Make room, I’m coming in,” said Rose while pawing for the entrance to Sam’s sleeping bag.

Sam was still a little slow to react to Rose’s manic actions. “Umm just so you know…”

“…how does this get open…there we go.” Rose paused for a second and looked down at Sam. “You mind?”

“Ahh nope.” Sam settled his arms above his head, ignoring the crisp air on his naked torso that was exposed from the belly up.

As Rose contorted her body to slide into the sleeping bag with Sam, Alysa worked to cover herself a little better with her own source of warmth. “Someone came prepared. How’d you sleep, Sam?”

“Alright,” said Sam, visible distracted by Rose’s presence within his sleeping bag.”

Rose piped up as her head fought for a few inches of Sam’s pillow, “You still smell like smoke. Alysa, you can join us it feels like this bag can hold another pers…”

Sam felt Rose’s cool fingers land on his hidden cock within the sleeping bag a second before she stopped in her tracks. Her hand abruptly recoiled.

“You’re fucking naked!” Rose stopped there expecting an explanation. Alysa looked up with a grin on her mousy face.

“I mean, yeah that’s how I sleep,” said Sam slowly.

“Room for three, you said?” Alysa let her gathered-up quilt drop showing her hardened nipples and sunburned stomach.

“You’re naked too? What the fuck!” Rose could hardly hide a scandalized smile behind her mock indignation. She tried to sit up but the tight quarters made her retreat to just leaning on her side. “You’re fucking naked. You’re fucking naked. It’s fucking freezing here and…you guys are freaks!” Her head darted back and forth to give each an equal share of her mind. She paused for a moment, letting Sam and Alysa laugh. “What the fuuuck.”

Sam defended himself, “It’s actually pretty cozy in the right sleeping bag…”

“Whatever,” Rose cut him off. “Well are you coming in Alysa?”

Alysa slipped the rest of the quilt off and crawled up to the opening of the sleeping bag and wiggled her naked body in next to Rose who ended up in the middle. The top of the sleeping bag was wide enough to accommodate all three torsos but the tapered end made the three pairs of legs intermingle. Once adjusted Alysa looked over at Rose. “Are you going to be the only one with clothes on?”

“Fucking freaks.” Rose flipped herself over to look at Sam. “It’s not too weird for you is it? I mean, is this ok?” Sam nodded. “Fine.”

Rose slider her hands down to lower her pajama bottoms and underwear together. The tight quarters had her rubbing another’s thighs on either side of her. The garments made it about to her knees before her reach ended. She tried to sit up to finish the task but the tight sleeping bag opening held her down. She tried again and crashed her head down onto the pillow. “I’m stuck.”

Rose felt Alysa’s hand on her hip. “Just wiggle it down with your feet.” She did so and eventually the bottoms were kicked to the end of the bag by several feet.

Rose tried to lean upward again to take off her flannel top, succeeded, but the sleeping bag disrupted her balance again. She toppled chest first onto Sam’s torso. “Uhh, hi there.”

Sam stared for a split second, Rose’s face and breasts were very much closer to his face than he was used to. “I guess I could have unzipped the bag first to make it easier for you.”

Rose’s eyes got big yet again while Sam loosened the zipper on his side of the bag. “There’s a zipper too? That would have been good to know!” She tossed the top of the freshly unzipped bag open, a little more than she was expecting, to reveal everyone’s bare middle. “And you’re fucking hard too.”

There was a staring stand off in that tent for about ten seconds. Eyes passed silent notes back and forth.

Alysa’s hand reached over to gently stroke Sam’s cock and smiled at Rose. “Are we doing this? You seemed all about it last nigh….”

“Dude! That was just girl talk. I mean…” Rose’s face was conflicted between wanting to save face and wanting to land her face on Sam’s package. Her voice sputtered and she looked directly at Sam. “…you down?”

Sam turned his body over towards Rose and reached for the back of her messy black hair, pulling her head in for a kiss. Rose’s lips were always front and center of her big mouth, and they felt amazing in the cool morning air. As Rose muttered ‘I guess that’s a yes’ in between rounds of having her bottom lip sucked on, Sam felt a hand assert itself with keeping him hard. “That feels so good Rose.” Then he felt a second, smaller hand join in.

Sam’s hand found the upper back of both women and gently rubbed as Alysa’s mouth came in for a turn on Sam’s lips. After a deep kiss Alysa kissed Sam’s ears. “Would it be ok if I turn around and let you eat my pussy? I was thinking about that all…fucking…night.”

Sam answered by sliding his hands across her chest while he let the full weight of her kiss back on his lips. Alysa started to pivot around on the slippery sleeping bag.

“Girl, get your butt out of my face.” Rose’s hand landed with a slap on Alysa’s right cheek and shoved it sideways towards a landing on Sam’s chest.

Alysa, once she caught her balance, bent in for a taste of Sam’s tip and looked back at Rose. “I wouldn’t mind if you ate me too.” She gave another mousy smile and wrapped her lips deeper down Sam’s shaft.

Rose’s eyes expanded again, “No, I’m good.” A spectre of confusion flashed by her face which Alysa didn’t see. “Really you’d be into that?”

“Mmmhmmm,” said Alysa with her eyes closed. She was walking her hips gingerly back towards Sam’s mouth with his guidance. Rose gawked a little too hard when Sam spread Alysa’s ass open, allowing her wet pussy to yawn just before being stuffed with his stubbled mouth. “Ohhh mmmmmm…” Alysa reacted to Sam’s tongue by bearing down even firmer onto his face.

“Uhh, good girl.” Rose gave Alysa’s rump a timid pat. She quietly watched the lovemaking unfold before her for a few minutes before piping back up. “Ok I want in, but where…”

Alysa turned her head back to see Rose pleasing herself. “Help down here. I can share.” She grinned as she reinserted Sam’s cock deep into her mouth.

Rose, within the confines of the crowded tent, tried to pivot around on her knee. “Fuck!” One motion brought her naked skin up against the cold wall of the tent. Her counterbalance made an Alysa sandwich for a moment. The other two grunted playfully but it was obvious they both had their mouths full.

Once Rose was situated on her side she had a cock between her wild eyes and Alysa’s wet lips.

Alysa didn’t want to leave Sam’s shaft too messy for her friend. “Let me get him ready for you.” She licked her own lips dry and gobbled one deep mouthful of dick before popping it out of her mouth and tilting it towards Rose.

Rose scooted even closer and took ownership. “I’ll take it from here, thank you.” She shot a quick lick of Sam’s tip before starting deep in his sac to work a line straight up. As her lips parted to accept his entire head she paused and looked at Alysa whose face was still only inches away and whose pussy was still sliding around Sam’s mouth. “Uhh, you going to stare at me the whole time?”

“Can I?”

Rose blinked. “Uhhh…” Before she could respond Alysa’s face weakened momentarily - likely having to do with Sam’s tongue. “Sure. Fine. Why not. Just watch me gnaw on some dick.” She started to drop her mouth toward’s Sam’s cock but paused again. “Hey I’m going to make you cum all over your brand new sleeping bag ok?”

“For real aim anywhere but there,” Sam nervously chuckled from the opposite side of the tent. He returned to his bliss state. Four hands were resting on his thighs, stroking and caressing. Alysa was absolutely pooling her wetness into his mouth while he edged around her pussy in between bouts of focusing in on her clit.

Sam didn’t want to compare but Rose’s mouth continued where Alysa left off and took it to another level. Obscured by Alysa’s firm ass and athletic thighs, Rose sucked amazingly hard with each mouthful of Sam’s cock. Rose wasn’t kidding. He would be cumming hard soon at this pace. To take is mind off his pleasure a little Sam poured his attention directly towards Alysa. He wanted her to cum first.

Alysa’s eyes feasted on Rose’s plush lips while they rode up and down the length of Sam. She already came once but let it go unheralded while she melted towards a second orgasm. “Keep it right there.”

Rose paused mid-length.

“Not you,” she whispered. “Sam.” Alysa’s knees that were supporting some of her weight shivered and weakened. “Right there!” She wasn’t able to hide her second orgasm. Sam laid back fully and watched Alysa’s body pulse.

“Feel good, Alysa?” Sam gently caressed her waist as she slumped over to the right side of Sam.

“I came twice.” Alysa punctuated the statement with a deep and satisfying exhale.

“Dude, my turn!” Rose swapped her mouth for her hand while she turned her head to see Sam’s newly visible face.

Sam smiled back at Ruby. “Here, just move your legs over…” his eyes closed briefly. “Slow down for a sec.” His hand rested on her stroking hand. After getting a sip of water he helped Ruby throw one bent knee over his chest and slide another thigh next to his head so that her prickly pussy lips just grazed his nose. This worked ok, but Sam’s hands would need to be more involved to support Rose’s curvy inner thigh and reach all the best spots.

Once situated, Rose returned her mouth to the tip of Sam’s cock and moaned directly on it while Sam’s tongue brushed Rose’s clit. She doubled down on enjoying deep mouthfuls of his entire length. Sam suddenly tried to retreat his hips with nowhere to go.

“Fuck I’m coming.”

“Dude you were supposed to wait for…haha oh shit,” Rose’s words morphed into giggles that joined in with Alysa’s. “Oh my fuck that’s a lot of jizz. Dude!”

“Mmmmm. Shit where did it…”

“It’s fine. Its ok.” Rose and Alysa were still trading waves of snickering. “Just focus on me for now.”

Sam was about to ask more questions. Rose wiggled her bum down towards his face. “Finger me too? I cum faster that way”.

Sam’s arms were flopping around every which way for a few moments while he tried to find room to perform in their current position. “Actually, let’s do this.” He helped flip Rose over onto her back, with most of her body making it onto the cockywhumpus pad and sleeping bag below them. Alysa made room for him to shift backward and get between her legs, but not before leaning in for a sultry kiss.

“You taste good.” Alysa’s glanced more at Rose than Sam.

“What?” Before Rose could speak any more Sam had his mouth firmly on Rose’s pussy. He intuitively guessed that she enjoyed receiving as enthusiastically as she gave so he sucked just a little harder on her labia and applied just a little more pressure around her clit. Two of Sam’s fingers helped get Rose get even wetter.

Rose’s thighs were blocking the view of Alysa’s face which was now laying close to Sam’s legs. Alysa had part of her quilt over her midsection now so Rose couldn’t see that she was drawing figure eights between her own legs while watching Sam’s mouth enjoy Rose.

Sam was right - Rose did want his mouth to go a little harder. She brought his available hand to her chest and he responded by pinching her left nipple between his ring and middle finger. That combined with where his other fingers were inside her acted like a magic button. She felt a rush of warmth across her face and down Sam’s fingers. “Ohhhh fuck. Dude. Again.” A breath. “Now.”

“Rose you’re cumming all over my new sleeping bag.” Sam sat up with an accusatory smile.

Feeling Alysa’s eyes looking a little too hard between her legs Rose crossed her legs and rested her head on her hand. “Just don’t look behind you.” She and Alysa started giggling again.

He did. The foot of the sleeping bag was spackled in sexy wetness. “I told you…!”

“Oh shit, sorry Sam.” Alysa gingerly removed herself from his sleeping bag with her own evidence of enjoying herself.

“That’s it! Get the fuck out!” Sam aimed playful spanks on both of their asses as they grabbed their clothes, now wet from tent condensation. “I can’t take you anywhere.” Once they tumbled out of his tent in various states of undress he poked his head out of the fly to catch them before they dashed back to their tent. “Hey. I had a great time.” Rose, then Alysa bent down and responded with quick and memorable kisses.

Sam enjoyed the sun rising over a nearby mountain lake while he listened to the two plodding back to their tent.

“…Dude buy me a drink first next time girl. You were eye fucking me so hard haha…”

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🏕️ 📖 ♥️ Hope you enjoyed!

🏕️ 😘

“Sam.” Ruby’s whisper was the third sound that Sam heard that morning. The first was the creek babbling about 100ft away. The other was the stellar’s jay that called earlier than usual on this chilly May morning.

“Sam.”

“Sam, are you up?” Rose’s voice almost vanished into the wilderness canyon they were camping in. Sam grunted and flipped back onto his back. His thin sleeping pad didn’t make side-sleeping all that much comfortable.

“Shhhhh, we didn’t go to bed until like 2am. Shut the fuck up!” whined Alysa from the same tent that she shared with Rose.

Their voices became quieter but Sam could still hear them. “He was up late because you were fucking being a tease non-stop girl.” That was Rose. He could even picture her wild eyes and plush lips enunciating ‘fucking being a tease’ in real time.

A rustle. “You started it with that whole skinny dipping idea,” said Alysa, still half asleep. There was a long pause before she started up again even quieter. “That was fun though.” Even quieter but not quiet enough. “I mean damn…”

“…Sam!” Rose wanted to get back to the topic at hand - her freezing her ass off.

“Yeah. I’m awake.” Sam’s baritone was followed by a giggle from Alysa.

A zipper zipped in the cold air. “I’m coming over!” Sam heard the zipper rezip and then unzip again. He then heard a “shit,” and a “I dropped my bag” and then a “get up” followed by an “I’m trying!” Laughter and soddy footsteps from the two women approached his tent.

“What the fuck…,” Sam’s voice was tired but a little playful. Hands slid across the tent fabric searching for the opening to his tent. “Other side. No the other other side.” A silhouetted hand found the tent zipper, tugged, and revealed Rose and Alysa vying for first place into the tent as if it would provide them the warmth to survive. Sam started the process of scootching over but he was too slow.

Rose, clad in plaid leggings and a hoodie, tumbled directly onto Sam. “Close the zipper Alysa!” Alysa swooped in more politely, wrapped in her quilt. Rose looked jealously at the quilt, “Dang, I should have brought my sleeping bag. Close it! It’s cold!”

“And mosquitos,” said Sam underneath Rose’s body.

Rose’s eye got big again. “Hurry the fuck u…”

“It’s closed, dayyumn.” Alysa shifted her weight to sit cross legged in the little room she had available.

“Make room, I’m coming in,” said Rose while pawing for the entrance to Sam’s sleeping bag.

Sam was still a little slow to react to Rose’s manic actions. “Umm just so you know…”

“…how does this get open…there we go.” Rose paused for a second and looked down at Sam. “You mind?”

“Ahh nope.” Sam settled his arms above his head, ignoring the crisp air on his naked torso that was exposed from the belly up.

As Rose contorted her body to slide into the sleeping bag with Sam, Alysa worked to cover herself a little better with her own source of warmth. “Someone came prepared. How’d you sleep, Sam?”

“Alright,” said Sam, visible distracted by Rose’s presence within his sleeping bag.”

Rose piped up as her head fought for a few inches of Sam’s pillow, “You still smell like smoke. Alysa, you can join us it feels like this bag can hold another pers…”

Sam felt Rose’s cool fingers land on his hidden cock within the sleeping bag a second before she stopped in her tracks. Her hand abruptly recoiled.

“You’re fucking naked!” Rose stopped there expecting an explanation. Alysa looked up with a grin on her mousy face.

“I mean, yeah that’s how I sleep,” said Sam slowly.

“Room for three, you said?” Alysa let her gathered-up quilt drop showing her hardened nipples and sunburned stomach.

“You’re naked too? What the fuck!” Rose could hardly hide a scandalized smile behind her mock indignation. She tried to sit up but the tight quarters made her retreat to just leaning on her side. “You’re fucking naked. You’re fucking naked. It’s fucking freezing here and…you guys are freaks!” Her head darted back and forth to give each an equal share of her mind. She paused for a moment, letting Sam and Alysa laugh. “What the fuuuck.”

Sam defended himself, “It’s actually pretty cozy in the right sleeping bag…”

“Whatever,” Rose cut him off. “Well are you coming in Alysa?”

Alysa slipped the rest of the quilt off and crawled up to the opening of the sleeping bag and wiggled her naked body in next to Rose who ended up in the middle. The top of the sleeping bag was wide enough to accommodate all three torsos but the tapered end made the three pairs of legs intermingle. Once adjusted Alysa looked over at Rose. “Are you going to be the only one with clothes on?”

“Fucking freaks.” Rose flipped herself over to look at Sam. “It’s not too weird for you is it? I mean, is this ok?” Sam nodded. “Fine.”

Rose slider her hands down to lower her pajama bottoms and underwear together. The tight quarters had her rubbing another’s thighs on either side of her. The garments made it about to her knees before her reach ended. She tried to sit up to finish the task but the tight sleeping bag opening held her down. She tried again and crashed her head down onto the pillow. “I’m stuck.”

Rose felt Alysa’s hand on her hip. “Just wiggle it down with your feet.” She did so and eventually the bottoms were kicked to the end of the bag by several feet.

Rose tried to lean upward again to take off her flannel top, succeeded, but the sleeping bag disrupted her balance again. She toppled chest first onto Sam’s torso. “Uhh, hi there.”

Sam stared for a split second, Rose’s face and breasts were very much closer to his face than he was used to. “I guess I could have unzipped the bag first to make it easier for you.”

Rose’s eyes got big yet again while Sam loosened the zipper on his side of the bag. “There’s a zipper too? That would have been good to know!” She tossed the top of the freshly unzipped bag open, a little more than she was expecting, to reveal everyone’s bare middle. “And you’re fucking hard too.”

There was a staring stand off in that tent for about ten seconds. Eyes passed silent notes back and forth.

Alysa’s hand reached over to gently stroke Sam’s cock and smiled at Rose. “Are we doing this? You seemed all about it last nigh….”

“Dude! That was just girl talk. I mean…” Rose’s face was conflicted between wanting to save face and wanting to land her face on Sam’s package. Her voice sputtered and she looked directly at Sam. “…you down?”

Sam turned his body over towards Rose and reached for the back of her messy black hair, pulling her head in for a kiss. Rose’s lips were always front and center of her big mouth, and they felt amazing in the cool morning air. As Rose muttered ‘I guess that’s a yes’ in between rounds of having her bottom lip sucked on, Sam felt a hand assert itself with keeping him hard. “That feels so good Rose.” Then he felt a second, smaller hand join in.

Sam’s hand found the upper back of both women and gently rubbed as Alysa’s mouth came in for a turn on Sam’s lips. After a deep kiss Alysa kissed Sam’s ears. “Would it be ok if I turn around and let you eat my pussy? I was thinking about that all…fucking…night.”

Sam answered by sliding his hands across her chest while he let the full weight of her kiss back on his lips. Alysa started to pivot around on the slippery sleeping bag.

“Girl, get your butt out of my face.” Rose’s hand landed with a slap on Alysa’s right cheek and shoved it sideways towards a landing on Sam’s chest.

Alysa, once she caught her balance, bent in for a taste of Sam’s tip and looked back at Rose. “I wouldn’t mind if you ate me too.” She gave another mousy smile and wrapped her lips deeper down Sam’s shaft.

Rose’s eyes expanded again, “No, I’m good.” A spectre of confusion flashed by her face which Alysa didn’t see. “Really you’d be into that?”

“Mmmhmmm,” said Alysa with her eyes closed. She was walking her hips gingerly back towards Sam’s mouth with his guidance. Rose gawked a little too hard when Sam spread Alysa’s ass open, allowing her wet pussy to yawn just before being stuffed with his stubbled mouth. “Ohhh mmmmmm…” Alysa reacted to Sam’s tongue by bearing down even firmer onto his face.

“Uhh, good girl.” Rose gave Alysa’s rump a timid pat. She quietly watched the lovemaking unfold before her for a few minutes before piping back up. “Ok I want in, but where…”

Alysa turned her head back to see Rose pleasing herself. “Help down here. I can share.” She grinned as she reinserted Sam’s cock deep into her mouth.

Rose, within the confines of the crowded tent, tried to pivot around on her knee. “Fuck!” One motion brought her naked skin up against the cold wall of the tent. Her counterbalance made an Alysa sandwich for a moment. The other two grunted playfully but it was obvious they both had their mouths full.

Once Rose was situated on her side she had a cock between her wild eyes and Alysa’s wet lips.

Alysa didn’t want to leave Sam’s shaft too messy for her friend. “Let me get him ready for you.” She licked her own lips dry and gobbled one deep mouthful of dick before popping it out of her mouth and tilting it towards Rose.

Rose scooted even closer and took ownership. “I’ll take it from here, thank you.” She shot a quick lick of Sam’s tip before starting deep in his sac to work a line straight up. As her lips parted to accept his entire head she paused and looked at Alysa whose face was still only inches away and whose pussy was still sliding around Sam’s mouth. “Uhh, you going to stare at me the whole time?”

“Can I?”

Rose blinked. “Uhhh…” Before she could respond Alysa’s face weakened momentarily - likely having to do with Sam’s tongue. “Sure. Fine. Why not. Just watch me gnaw on some dick.” She started to drop her mouth toward’s Sam’s cock but paused again. “Hey I’m going to make you cum all over your brand new sleeping bag ok?”

“For real aim anywhere but there,” Sam nervously chuckled from the opposite side of the tent. He returned to his bliss state. Four hands were resting on his thighs, stroking and caressing. Alysa was absolutely pooling her wetness into his mouth while he edged around her pussy in between bouts of focusing in on her clit.

Sam didn’t want to compare but Rose’s mouth continued where Alysa left off and took it to another level. Obscured by Alysa’s firm ass and athletic thighs, Rose sucked amazingly hard with each mouthful of Sam’s cock. Rose wasn’t kidding. He would be cumming hard soon at this pace. To take is mind off his pleasure a little Sam poured his attention directly towards Alysa. He wanted her to cum first.

Alysa’s eyes feasted on Rose’s plush lips while they rode up and down the length of Sam. She already came once but let it go unheralded while she melted towards a second orgasm. “Keep it right there.”

Rose paused mid-length.

“Not you,” she whispered. “Sam.” Alysa’s knees that were supporting some of her weight shivered and weakened. “Right there!” She wasn’t able to hide her second orgasm. Sam laid back fully and watched Alysa’s body pulse.

“Feel good, Alysa?” Sam gently caressed her waist as she slumped over to the right side of Sam.

“I came twice.” Alysa punctuated the statement with a deep and satisfying exhale.

“Dude, my turn!” Rose swapped her mouth for her hand while she turned her head to see Sam’s newly visible face.

Sam smiled back at Ruby. “Here, just move your legs over…” his eyes closed briefly. “Slow down for a sec.” His hand rested on her stroking hand. After getting a sip of water he helped Ruby throw one bent knee over his chest and slide another thigh next to his head so that her prickly pussy lips just grazed his nose. This worked ok, but Sam’s hands would need to be more involved to support Rose’s curvy inner thigh and reach all the best spots.

Once situated, Rose returned her mouth to the tip of Sam’s cock and moaned directly on it while Sam’s tongue brushed Rose’s clit. She doubled down on enjoying deep mouthfuls of his entire length. Sam suddenly tried to retreat his hips with nowhere to go.

“Fuck I’m coming.”

“Dude you were supposed to wait for…haha oh shit,” Rose’s words morphed into giggles that joined in with Alysa’s. “Oh my fuck that’s a lot of jizz. Dude!”

“Mmmmm. Shit where did it…”

“It’s fine. Its ok.” Rose and Alysa were still trading waves of snickering. “Just focus on me for now.”

Sam was about to ask more questions. Rose wiggled her bum down towards his face. “Finger me too? I cum faster that way”.

Sam’s arms were flopping around every which way for a few moments while he tried to find room to perform in their current position. “Actually, let’s do this.” He helped flip Rose over onto her back, with most of her body making it onto the cockywhumpus pad and sleeping bag below them. Alysa made room for him to shift backward and get between her legs, but not before leaning in for a sultry kiss.

“You taste good.” Alysa’s glanced more at Rose than Sam.

“What?” Before Rose could speak any more Sam had his mouth firmly on Rose’s pussy. He intuitively guessed that she enjoyed receiving as enthusiastically as she gave so he sucked just a little harder on her labia and applied just a little more pressure around her clit. Two of Sam’s fingers helped get Rose get even wetter.

Rose’s thighs were blocking the view of Alysa’s face which was now laying close to Sam’s legs. Alysa had part of her quilt over her midsection now so Rose couldn’t see that she was drawing figure eights between her own legs while watching Sam’s mouth enjoy Rose.

Sam was right - Rose did want his mouth to go a little harder. She brought his available hand to her chest and he responded by pinching her left nipple between his ring and middle finger. That combined with where his other fingers were inside her acted like a magic button. She felt a rush of warmth across her face and down Sam’s fingers. “Ohhhh fuck. Dude. Again.” A breath. “Now.”

“Rose you’re cumming all over my new sleeping bag.” Sam sat up with an accusatory smile.

Feeling Alysa’s eyes looking a little too hard between her legs Rose crossed her legs and rested her head on her hand. “Just don’t look behind you.” She and Alysa started giggling again.

He did. The foot of the sleeping bag was spackled in sexy wetness. “I told you…!”

“Oh shit, sorry Sam.” Alysa gingerly removed herself from his sleeping bag with her own evidence of enjoying herself.

“That’s it! Get the fuck out!” Sam aimed playful spanks on both of their asses as they grabbed their clothes, now wet from tent condensation. “I can’t take you anywhere.” Once they tumbled out of his tent in various states of undress he poked his head out of the fly to catch them before they dashed back to their tent. “Hey. I had a great time.” Rose, then Alysa bent down and responded with quick and memorable kisses.

Sam enjoyed the sun rising over a nearby mountain lake while he listened to the two plodding back to their tent.

“…Dude buy me a drink first next time girl. You were eye fucking me so hard haha…”

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In Hot Water

Chapter 1

Why the fuck am I even doing this.

Sabrina got her phone off the nightstand.

SD Yeah I’ll go.

JA Awesome! I’m almost ready packing. Pick u up at 10?

SD k

SD you sure you don’t need me to bring anything else?

JA I think we got everything - just your clothes and stuff. And a towel. We can hit the store on the way in.

SD k

She threw the phone down on the bed and laid back down. She should have been in Mexico.

Brit probably fucked Shane last night. She’s probably fucking him right now. On a patio. Day drinking margaritas. Beautiful view of the beach. Fuck me.

She got up with a huff and started getting ready for the day. The headache from last night’s drinks was not helping her mood.

Todd and Zel probably had big beautiful gay morning sex and are out shopping at some fancy pants boutique store looking fucking hot. Lucky assholes.

Sabrina had met Jake last night at Tapps (he reminded her that they had been in a couple of classes together in college). She was drinking alone, fuming at how her friends forgot to secure a spot for her. Jake was playing darts by himself. A combination of gin and tonics and loneliness prompted Sabrina to join Jake. She was probably sharing way more than he wanted to hear but she remembers him being sweet and listening. He mentioned that he was heading out the next day to check out some hot springs and caves in the desert.

By ten o’clock Sabrina had her long black hair somewhat tamed and wore a two-piece bathing suit underneath orange shorts and a t-shirt. She was packing up her toiletries when her phone buzzed. It was Jake.

SD one sec almost done

And I get a camping trip with a rando.

Almost immediately she softened her attitude while she collected her bags. Jake was a nice guy and pretty cool last night. And it was nice of him to offer taking her on his trip. There were tons of guys that she knew where she would have done a hard pass on driving out to the middle of nowhere to camp out. Either they were kind of a creeper, incompetent, just not fun, or sure to make a move on her. From what she’s seen of Jake, it’ll probably be a low key trip.

They spent the first 45 minutes picking up a few things at the grocery store and just trying to get out of the city. The strip malls and suburbs gave way to ranch land and then eventually rocky hills dotted with juniper trees.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this way,” Sabrina said while tracking a hawk that was flying overhead. She pointed to give Jake an opportunity to see it.

“Hawk! Yeah it’s pretty wild out here. I started checking it out a couple years ago. It’s like a big playground.” Jake smiled at Sabrina and quickly (or shyly) returned his focus to the road stretching to the horizon.

“Yeah with snakes and cliffs of insanity.” Sabrina took another look at Jake’s calves. He didn’t wear shorts that often. “So you’re some big adventurer now huh?”

Jake retreated into a shy smile “I don’t know about that… I got the reference though. Would you like a peanut?”

That made Sabrina openly laugh for the first time on the drive. The remaining hour seemed to go by pretty quickly as Jake loosed up a little and Sabrina started feeling less cranky. At one point during a quiet spell she walked back her memory of Jake. He was definitely more out of shape and awkward back in their first class at school. Whether it was this adventure stuff or just growing up, Jake was starting to become attractive even if he was oblivious to it.

I’m probably terrifying him, poor guy.

Chapter 2:

Wow this is crazy. Hanging out with Sabrina. Fucking Sabrina!

Jake indeed started the trip terrified. He didn’t notice when it happened but about halfway to their destination he started to feel less intimidated while chatting and joking back and forth with Sabrina. She was genuinely fun to hang with.

They arrived at the campground in the late afternoon. A few cars and an rv were parked at the end of the access road and Jake could see a couple of camp setups nestled by a rock outcropping. Larger, forested mountains loomed in the distance and were washed out in the afternoon sun. The hills around the camping area were dry with large boulders popping up through the sagebrush. One of the larger boulders had a climber being cheered on and spotted by buddies underneath.

After finding a flat enough spot away from other campers they focused on setting up their camping area. Jake had planned on helping Sabrina put up her tent but it was almost done by the time he finished transferring their gear from the car.

“Well that was fast. Looks like you’ve done that before,” Jake said while flashing an impressed eyebrow at Sabrina.

“Not my first rodeo. My parents took me camping all the time as a kid.” Sabrina grabbed a nearby sweater to put on. It was starting to cool off. “Shit!”

“What’s wrong?” Jake looked over.

Sabrina quickly looked back over her pile of belongings. “I forgot my rain fly.”

Jake joined in the search. "I'd offer you mine but I'm just in my bivy." Sabrina's face indicated that she had about given up looking for it. "At least you'll get to see the stars better tonight!"

"Yeah and freeze," inserted Sabrina.

"I brought an extra quilt - you can have it." Jake pointed it towards her. Sabrina took it with a half smile and a quick thanks.

I could help keep you warm at night too.

Jake's imagination had been tempered so far by efforts to keep any unrealistic expectations at bay. There was no avoiding the fact though that Sabrina was fucking hot. Her ass, her belly, her legs, her deep cleavage, and especially her often stern but perfect face. Even right now while she was still kind of annoyed, her lips, cheeks, and eyes worked in a way that kept Jake stealing glances at her. Just keep it cool and don't be weird Jake.

“So where is this hot spring?" Sabrina was getting more and more interested in warming up now that the sun was starting to head down.

"See that hill?" asked Jake. "Just on the other side of it. There's a boardwalk eventually that takes you right to it. Want to check it out now and then come back and make dinner?"

Jake and Sabrina grabbed their towels and made their way down to the pool. The steam from the hot spring was apparent about halfway across the boardwalk that traversed a wetland that acted like an oasis in the high desert. As they came upon the hot spring Jake wasn't surprised to find a couple enjoying a corner of the spring in the nude. Hot springs were often clothing-optional. Another woman perched on the other side of the pool wearing a one piece. Sabrina showed that she was a little surprised by slowing her pace and looking back at Jake with wider eyes. "Umm... we might be disturbing something..."

"I think we're good. I told you that people get naked sometimes at these kind of places." Jake kept the pace and nodded a polite hello to the soakers when they got close to the pool. He spoke a little quieter, "And remember if it smells a little funny that's normal."

I wonder what she'd think if I got naked too? Probably freak her out.

The hot springs were stunning. A steaming trickle of heated water coursed its way from a nearby canyon and had part of its flow diverted into a rock-bound pool. The rocks walls were made of smoothed cobble from a nearby dry stream bed set together with mortar. The bottom of the pool was sandy with occasional oversized stones acting as seats. The clarity made it look like it was cleaned thoroughly recently. The distant mountains were now starting to help amplify the beginning of a beautiful sunset. The pool looked like it could fit about 8 or so people so Jake and Sabrina dressed down to their bathing suits and found a spot to sit.

"It's really nice, huh?" said the woman across the pool. She was a little older than them but her compact breasts and athletic build suggested she was still very much youthful. Her male companion next to her was leaning entirely back with his head looking up at the sky and toes aiming towards the middle of the pool.

Sabrina and Jake soaked for about an hour while the sunset amplified. During that time they learned that the naked couple was Kai and Laura from California and Sandrine was from Spain. The rock climbers that they had seen earlier joined them too for a while. Jake occasionally checked in on Sabrina but it looked like she was enjoying herself chatting with strangers from around the country and the world. Jake almost forgot the absurdity of him of all people getting to enjoy company with one of the biggest catches at school while doing the things he loved.

They made it back to their campsite just before it got dark. There was enough light to help them get a campfire ready and and find their dinner. The shared bowl may have helped but by the end of the night Jake's filter was almost completely gone. He was nerding out about the stars with Sabrina (it was an astronomy class that they were in that one time), the puns and movie references were coming in rapid fire, and he was in his element. The glow of the campfire seemed to soften and excite Sabrina's facial expressions in way that made Jake feel like she might actually be having a good time.

Chapter 3:

The stars in the middle of the night were amazing, just as Jake had said they would be. It was also freezing cold, just as Sabrina thought it would be without the rain fly. Thank goodness for the extra quilt.

I wish he was in here with me.

The night ended too soon for her. She was actually having a great time. The hot spring, getting high in such a weird and beautiful place, getting more and more attracted to Jake. She almost forgot about her stupid friends going on a stupid vacation without her.

I should get with him.

I need to fuck him.

The thought stopped her stream of consciousness and Sabrina realized her fingers were already making slow circles underneath her sweat pants.

Oh damn, I want to fuck Jake! The thought almost made her laugh.

She figured that he wouldn't make a move on her but he was certainly feeling more comfortable with her by the end of the night. Jake spent most of the night heavily layered due to the chill but she kept the image of him shirtless at the hot spring in her mind thereafter.

"Jake." Sabrina said his name at half volume.

"Hmm..yeah?" Jake was obviously in a deep sleep.

I need to you come over to my tent, spoon with me all night, keep me warm, and fuck me silly. "Uhh..did you hear that?" Sabrina cursed herself for choosing the wrong words.

Jake's voice was still sleepy. "I don't think so. Maybe coyotes?"

"Oh."

"Doing ok? Need anything?"

Get inside me "I'm doing good." Fuck

A few minutes later it was apparent that Jake was sleeping again. Sabrina let out a slow sigh. You'd probably just freak him out.

Sabrina got in a few more hours of sleep. The moonrise woke her up again in the dark. She remembered what Jake was saying just before bed. The best time to visit the hot spring is at sunrise. The steam was extra scenic or something like that. Maybe that's why he turned in so early. A switch went off. With her face illuminated by the moonlight, Sabrina smiled and returned to gently rubbing her clit underneath her soft pants. She was resolved to make a move. Her imagination went wild as she slipped in and out of a fever dream, every so often looking at her phone to check the time. Just as the eastern sky was starting to lighten, Sabrina heard Jake roll over and return his breathing to a normal rate.

"When do you want to go the hot spring?" Sabrina pounced on his apparent awakeness.

Jake yawned. "Oh hey. I guess we can go soon."

Sabrina maybe sounded a little too eager, "Yeah I want to see the steam you were talking about out!" Her excitement took a half a step back once she got out of her tent and stumbled into the cold air.

They both made their way to the hot spring area after freshening up at camp. The entire wetland underneath the boardwalk was cast in a misty blanket. The steam from the hot creek was erupting upward like a slow motion geyser that disappeared into the morning sky.

Good. All to ourselves.

Once they reached the pool Sabrina moved quickly to get her towel and layers situated.

Alright, I guess I’m doing this.

Sabrina’s breasts fell out of the oversized hoodie that she pulled over her head. Jake froze in his tracks while putting his belongings down. Sabrina made it a point to hold Jake’s eye contact while she reached down and lowered the combination of her pajama pants and underwear down to the ground.

“Some people like to get naked at hot springs I guess.” Sabrina smirked at Jake. Her smile quickly turned to urgency. “I’m getting in, it’s fucking cold!” Her entrance into the pool wasn’t the sexy and elegant production that she planned out. Jake broke out of his stare with a smile while watching her clumsily find her way into the hot water.

Sabrina found a comfortable seat that left most of her body submerged just in time to watch Jake drop his pants.

He is cute naked. Smaller than average but maybe that’s just the cold. Hopefully I’ll find out more later.

They started off on opposite sides of the pool. The chit chat picked up where it left off last night but Sabrina was feeling that she would need to drop more obvious hints if she was to get any action while they had the pools to themselves.

Just don’t freak him out. I mean, I assume he’d be down. I’ve seen him looking at me. “This rock is a little uncomfortable.” She stood up and made her way over to a higher seat next to Jake.

The sunrise had progressed enough to make the details of her body fully visible. Her breasts were well in D-cup territory. One nipple was hardened by a piercing while the other matched it in the cold air. Her belly and hips were soft but shapely. Sabrina had thought that she would be getting up to no good in Mexico so her pussy was neatly groomed leaving just a small landing strip. Her long black hair was tamed into loose pigtails and was definitely more unkept than Sabrina would have liked but there was only so much time.

She sent a leg over to graze his. Sabrina started brainstorming on how and how quickly she should start hitting Jake over the head with her advances but then instantly paused all thoughts when she felt Jake’s hand on her thigh. She looked up. Jake held her gaze with a smile that she definitely hadn’t seen on him before.

Oh fuck yes. Her chest felt a delightful vertigo and she could feel the anticipation stir between her legs. She closed the remaining distance between them and put one hand on his chest and the other on his cheek while she started a kiss. The first kiss was sweet but timid, like both were just checking in on each other. The second kiss confirmed that they were all in as lovers this morning.

The hand on Jake’s chest lowered to his stomach and then to his thick pubic hair and then to his cock. It was on its way to hardening all the way. Sabrina looked down to see her hand caressing his dick which was gently bobbing in the hot water in reaction to her touch.

“Sit up there.” Sabrina aimed Jake’s midsection to a seat that left his cock steaming into the cold morning air. She quickly dabbed his cock dry with a towel and wrapped her lips around the tip. The change in seating arrangements softened his dick a little but her tongue and lips returned warmth and hardness to it shortly after Sabrina started pumping her mouth up and down his shaft.

“Oh fuck…” moaned Jake with his first words since the love making began.

“Mmhhmm” Sabrina withdrew Jake’s cock from her mouth and her tongue traced down the shaft into his sack. “You must be getting cold. We can switch.”

They both retreated to the warming water for a couple of seconds, reengaging with another kiss. Sabrina then sat up where Jake was sitting and quickly recoiled from the cold stone. “Holy shit. How’d you do it?”

Jake chuckled, “I mean, what was I going to say? No I don’t want to get blown because my ass is cold?”

Sabrina smiled back. “Here, let’s try this. Can you eat me from behind?” Sabrina found a part of the pool where she could have her knees rest in the water, her elbows in a patch of grass, and her ass in the air towards Jake. She wasn’t too sure of the position so she hoped that Jake would figure out what to do quickly.

Jake’s hands gently widened her legs and he kissed the inside of her left thigh. The kisses migrated over her outer labia and found their way to her clit. His bottom lip focused on keeping light pressure her clit while his tongue started widening the extent of his licking. He then started alternating between sucking on her clit and adding some suction to her inner labia.

After a few minutes she just lost track altogether of what he was doing to her pussy. It was hitting all the right spots. Her quiet and rhythmic moaning started to amplify as she got closer to coming. She made it pretty obvious that she hit a climax and settled her hips down on top of the water-warmed rock. As her breath recovered she re-acknowledged Jake who was obviously proud of himself.

Sabrina tapped the small stream of juice traveling from her pussy to her perenium, “I don’t think I should get back into the hot spring. You apparently know how to make a girl cum like crazy.” Jake’s smirk reverted back to the shy smile that he normally had.

He has to fuck me.

And shit it’s still cold

Just as Sabrina was about to suggest they return to camp they saw the outline of two people approaching on the boardwalk. “I think it's Kai and Laura. We should give them some privacy."

Jake and Sabrina hastily put on a hodgepodge of their clothing, grabbed their belongings, and passed the other couple towards the end of the boardwalk.

Chapter 4:

Jake's head was in the clouds as they walked back towards camp. Thoughts and sensations were coming in faster than he could process them. Sabrina's juices still in his mouth, rocks poking his feet (he had forgot to put his shoes back on), the amazing sunrise, Sabrina still there next to him, topless, with her breasts swaying with her uneven steps.

This is wild!

"Do you have a condom?" Sabrina brought Jake back down to earth a little with the question. Jake shook his head. He could see Sabrina thinking to herself as they rounded the bend towards the camp and their car.

I mean, I wasn't really expecting anything. Maybe I should have planned ahead better?

Sabrina's thoughts started to become vocalized. "And of course the tent is missing the cover so everyone would be able to see us. And I don't even know what we'd do in that thing that you slept in."

"I can heat up my car." Jake's suggestion make Sabrina's face light up. It was either the thought of a somewhat discrete location or the promise of warmth.

Sabrina made her intentions clear. "I want to fuck you...but I'm not on my pill right now. What do you think about anal?"

The pressure in Jake's chest got even deeper. That was new territory for him. And with Sabrina? Sabrina's voice cut through again, "I mean only if you're ok with it. I think it would be fun." She pierced his eyes with a smile as if she had to sell the idea some more. Jake smiled back. She didn't need to sell anything. Just a few minutes ago he was greedily watching her asshole pulse and constrict while eating her out. The fantasy was already fully fleshed out in his mind.

At camp Jake started warming up the car while Sabrina hastened through her own steps of freshening up and getting organized. Sabrina peaked around to make sure no one at the neighboring camps or vehicles were watching and she tip toed naked to Jake's car with a dry towel. Jake was undressed in the driver's seat so Sabrina opened his door and straddled him. The first moments were passionate. For the first time Jake got to feel the full press of Sabrina's body on his as the seat angle made her lean her weight into him. She was seated right over his hardening cock with the shaft rubbing against her clit while aiming towards her belly button. The seating arrangement kind of forced his balls into the outermost layers of Sabrina's warm pussy. Jake was immobilized by both the sensation and the fact that he was pinned between Sabrina's body and his seat. Sabrina took control of the first kiss in the car, using both hands to frame the sides of Jake's brown hair while she further pinned him to his seat with her mouth. Her tongue was not shy about dodging around Jake's mouth. She also wasn't shy about making her kisses wet - any accidental excess quickly lapped up by her tongue while she transitioned into sucking his lips.

Chapter 5:

Sabrina could feel Jake's cock starting to glide more and more along her clit. Her lubrication and freshly shaven pussy lips were providing no friction anymore. It was a slippery slope.

If I backup just a little that hard cock will fill my pussy. Fuck I need that.

"Dangerous." Sabrina got the word out in between her increasingly moan-filled kisses. "Here, let's try this." She shifted her weight but before she could try any new positions her ass pressed against the steering wheel and the car blared out a short and sharp honk. "Sorry! Holy shit!" Sabrina leaned her way over the center console and landed in the passenger seat. They both shared nervous laughter as they looked around outside.

I'm such a dork sometimes

"How far does this go down?" Sabrina pulled the passenger seat adjuster and lowered herself down so that she was laying flat. She still wasn't sure how she was going to get to her goal of Jake's cock in her ass.

Jake checked in, "How are you doing?"

"I'm so good. I think I need to get wetter. Can you help me with that?" Sabrina made it clear that she wanted an encore performance of Jake's mouth on her pussy. Jake leaned over and started with a quick kiss on Sabrina's open mouth and moved down to her breasts which were both leaning to each side. His mouth wrapped around her unpierced nipple and allowed his tongue to trace Sabrina's smooth areola. His left hand moved down to her pussy and started a gentle circle on her clit. In response to Sabrina's moans his circle slightly widened and increased pressure while his suction on Sabrina's tit pulled her nipple further and further into his mouth.

Sabrina's hand cupped Jake's chin. "I want your mouth on my clit again." Her hand followed his mouth as it lowered to her pussy. He didn't start slow this time. She could feel her clit and inner labia enjoy the full suction of his mouth. "Mmmmm keep your mouth on my clit." She pinned his head gently to the top of her pussy. Her other hand reached for his and guided it down to where her juices were accumulating and pooling out of her pussy onto her dialating pucker. "I want your finger in my ass. KEEP your mouth on my clit...oh fuuuck."

Fully prompted, Jake kept his mouth on her clit while joining her finger in a swirling motion, lubricating her ass with her own girl cum. Jake's index finger entered her with a small flutter of pressure but not too much resistance. Between marinating in the hot spring and coming several times, her ass was more relaxed than ever making her natural lube all that they needed.

Playing with my plug last week probably helped too.

Sabrina smiled. This was working. "Use two fingers soon," she muttered breathlessly. The pressure of a second finger did surprise her a little. She needed some stretching. She lifted Jake's head off of her pussy, wanting to focus on his fingers. She took a moment to shut off her brain, close her eyes, and just fall into the sensation of Jake's fingers sliding in and out of her.

She was ready. "I want you to lay here on your back." The transition wasn't flawless but eventually Jake was laying on his back with his legs bent at the knees towards the floorboards. His cock was perpendicular to the roof of the car. It didn't need much work to harden any further but Sabrina bent over the center console, threw her now messy pigtails behind her, and tightened her lips around his shaft. Her tongue looped around the tip while her lips applied firm pressure as ascended and descended. She was also pretty liberal with her spit, just in case.

Sabrina held eye contact with Jake who was covered in a sheen of sweat even though it wasn't that warm yet. She positioned her legs onto his muscular thighs and let them drop to to the car floor behind the front seat. There was just enough room for her legs on either side of him. She kept her balance by bracing her hands on Jake's chest. The remnants of her pigtails fell forward as she laid her breasts on Jake's chest for a moment to steal one more kiss. Sabrina sat back up and used a hand to direct Jake's cock between her legs. He probably couldn't see anything so she did her best to line everything up perfectly. His cock was already leaking with pre-cum and it would penetrate her pussy with very little effort if she wasn't careful.

Once Sabrina felt the pressure of Jake's tip on her hole, she relaxed her muscles and sat down on the shaft. Both of their faces transformed simultaneously as the tip made it past the initial resistance of her ass. They both paused there and froze, each with their mouths open just slightly letting out gasps of pleasure. Sabrina then slowly sat her weight down and took in the sensation as each new inch of Jake's shaft filled her. She couldn't help but smile as she reached the extent of her filling. She even wiggled her ass a little trying to draw an extra millimeter of length into her. "Ohh fuck. You feel so good in my ass."

She leaned forward again with one hand on Jake's chest and another on the edge of the reclined seat. Jake started to initiate some motion but Sabrina quickly stopped him. "Just lay there, let me fuck you." She liked going her pace with anal. She slowly lifted and dropped her core allowing Jake's cock to slide in and out at a slight angle. Gravity continued to drip Sabrina's lubricant down to her stretched asshole.

"Where do you want me to cum?" said Jake with his face melting into pleasure.

He hardly finished the sentence when Sabrina answered. "In my ass." Sabrina moaned again. "Are you coming soon?" Jake shook his head. Sabrina quickened the pace a little which let her feel him insider her all that much more. She bent down for kiss, their hot breath slamming into each other as their passion intensified.

"Ok I'm close." Jake drew a deep breath inward. Sabrina didn't slow the pace, her own sensations were orchestrating her rhythm. Her breasts bounced a counter-beat to her body's motion. Her face was pinched with focused pleasure and she stared directly into Jake's eyes. Once Jake's clenching body and moans made it clear that he was climaxing, Sabrina slowed her fucking to a gentle roll. Sabrina didn't change her gaze, she wanted to watch Jake's orgasm in real time. She could feel Jake's orgasm in real time. She pressed down just in time to feel his throbbing cock tugging the sides of her tight inner channels. A warming sensation surged inside of her.

Fill my fucking BUTT holy FUCK this is hot!

Their breath decelerated together while she lifted herself off his cock and onto his lower belly. She leaned in for a kiss, just as passionate as any other one that they’ve done but in slow motion this time. Without leaving the kiss Sabrina grabbed the towel and placed it under her ass to contain the cum that was starting to drain from her purring hole.

“Thanks for inviting me out here.” Sabrina spoke almost directly into Jake’s mouth.

I hope he’s not thinking that he was getting a sympathy fuck. It was really me needing this.

Jake gave her his standard shy grin. “I always seem to find something amazing out here.”

Their conversation turned from pillow talk to logistics and eventually on to friendly banter. The day warmed up and Jake brought Sabrina to a cave and a short hike to one of the nearby peaks. Sabrina convinced Jake to drive them an extra 30 minutes back into the nearest town to resupply for one more night at camp. She tossed the bag of supplies that she bought into the trunk. Box wine and a box of condoms.

We have unfinished business.

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If you made it this far thanks for reading! Do let me know how this story made you feel.

And for all my hot springs fans, remember - no glass and no fucking in the pool! 😜

I’m a sex positive praise whore into meeting fun new friends in a safe and healthy kind of way. My mind is very dirty (enjoy my erotica in my profile lol) but personality-wise I’ve been told I’m more like a sweet golden retriever lol. Annnnyyyway - I’m into fun banter that might lead to something fun for both of us. This time - flirt with me through your playlist!

6ft, athletic, outdoorsy, a dork, and into your boundaries like whoa.

This one is a little long (I had fun remembering it!). A little adventure, a little wholesomeness, and a lot of the fun stuff.

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Back before my professional career I worked at a seasonal job in the mountains. It was an amazing experience but left me and many of my co-workers adrift on the weekends. We took that time to go camping and exploring all around the desert southwest.

One weekend I decided to be civilized and took a drive down to LA to see one of my favorite bands. I was going to crash at a nearby hostel like the hippie dirtbag I was at the time.

The show was awesome. If you ever dance with me, you’ll find out that I go hard and dance like no one is watching.

Someone was watching!

During the concert I was making temporary friends and dance partners all over the place. Not really flirting, just being social and having a good time. I noticed that this girl was partnering with me or with my temporary group more and more throughout the night. I remember she had a lime-green shirt and a paperboy cap over artificially red hair so she was easy to track around the venue. She was attracting my gaze in several ways. First of all she was matching my dance vibe - energetic with a healthy dollop of dork factor. Sarah’s huge glasses paired with very mobile breasts were hard to take my eyes off of. She was also just having so much fun. Her wide smile was frequently the first thing I’d spot.

She was attractive but my radar wasn’t set on hookup mode at the time. Sarah had to be the one to make the first move. A mutually favorite song comes on and we’re jumping around together directing our enjoyment at each other. After that song they go into a laid back tune so she has the chance to introduce herself. We make some introductory small talk during that song and get back to dancing with the next peppier tune. She was drinking fairly steadily and after each drink her dancing came closer and closer. One song comes on with more of a swing beat so we get into a partner dance position and start doing some west coast swing. I figured it was either cute clumsiness or the gin and tonics that were making her fall chest first into my torso every now and then.

We’re getting towards the end of the concert and at the end of one of the songs she launched into a well timed peck on the cheek. I was having a blast - but in hindsight I should have been having a blast while reciprocating her subtle passion! At the end of the night she grabbed my shoulders tight and loudly proclaimed how much fun she had with me. It was welcome, hot, and her eyes and smile were dazzling. She was also shit faced by this time. I had a few drinks but I had to drive myself to the hostel. She started fretting about her taxi situation and I offered to drive her home. Kind of in slow motion, likely because of the drinking, her face brightened up. “That’s a great fucking idea!”

I do bring her home. She invites me to crash on her couch. On paper this is a primo opportunity to instigate! The hostel was only $30 so I don’t mind giving that up. In the end we ate pop tarts, started Overboard (an 80s movie I think), and chatted playfully on her couch. I went to go pee and came back to her passed out on the couch. Like a good camper I had no qualms about crashing on the floor with my sweater as a pillow. I remember she crashed with her paperboy hat on. It was a unique look!

The next morning she woke up and gave a brief “Oh, hey.” I was initially nervous that she was upset with me even being there but it was just the hangover making her grumpy. With some effort she brightened up her attitude and brought up that she had a great time at the concert. And she said she remembered most of the dancing and loved it. Sarah also thanked me for taking her home and apologized for passing out early. She makes some coffee and we get to know each other a little. Sarah was a vet tech. I tell her about life in the mountains and invited her to come hiking or camping sometime. I gleaned that city life was more her speed and she didn’t spend all too much time in the great outdoors.

It was like that children’s story about the city mouse and the country mouse.

Eventually, we both need to get on with our plans for the day and I say goodbye. The hug was quick and polite. We did exchange numbers though! Three hours of LA traffic later I’m back in the mountains.

The next week I pretty much forgot about Sarah. Not that she wasn’t memorable, it’s just that Monday starts like a hurricane and we’re fully immersed all week with hardly any time to think about anything beyond work.

Friday comes and I get a text from Sarah! She was wondering what mountain I was on top of (I was at a pizza joint with some friends). After some chatting I invite her again to come out to play in the wild. She said maybe, but probably not for a couple of weeks. She ends up inviting me to Dave and Busters in Orange County Saturday Night. It’s a solid two hour drive , but I’ve never been to one and now that the wild week was over I had time to remember how attractive she was.

I make it down to Dave and Busters. Sarah greets me and introduces me to four of her other friends. They can’t believe I’ve never been to a D & B before (I mean, they weren’t around back East and we certainly did not have one in our little mountain town!). I’m a pretty jolly and social person (even when I’m missing hints and signals left and right) so I get along well with her crew. I do end up being a little flirty and by the end of the night I’ve tasted her lips and sucked on her tongue a few times. She was a wonderful kisser! Oh, I remember she had that paperboy hat on again. It must have been her style.

In hindsight, her friends were definitely relied upon to scope me out. We had a great time there, staying until about 2am. With the exception of a couple of make out sessions and a fun moment playing pool where she was holding her pool stick out and I went under it limbo style and emerged with my face riding up her deep cleavage, we kept it mellow.

The night ended in a friendly manner, but looking back you can sense that it was like a song that ended just a little too soon. Sarah (I would be told later on) wanted more. She thought I was playing hard to catch. I wasn’t playing anything except being too shy.

And I may have just allowed things move way too slow for her or my enjoyment, but luckily I had some friends looking out for me.

I retuned to the mountains on Sunday and shared some of the news of the weekend with my friends Dan and Tee. Tee is a sweetie and was congratulating me for having a nice date but Chris started to see the holes in my story pretty quickly. Eventually he just had to spell it out. “Ray, she wants to fuck you!”

Tee suggested that I invite her camping this upcoming weekend. We were planning on going to a beautiful canyon out in the desert. I mentioned that I did invite her out in general but it seemed like Sarah was a little nervous to come all the way out several hours to camp somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Dan again - “Ray,” he said with a Bronx accent, “She wants to fuck you. Is she cute?” Fuck yeah she was cute. “You know what? Give me her number.”

I laughed, “She doesn’t want to talk to you. She doesn’t even know you! You’ll make her think we’re a bunch of crazy animals out there!”

“Jay, give me her number,” he said swiping for my phone.

Tee then spoke up. She suggested that she call Sarah and chat girl to girl. Tee was (and still is) an absolute angel of a woman. I honestly didn’t know how she was dating Dan who was a fun guy but pretty brash and outspoken to an almost inappropriate level.

I don’t even think twice. I handed over my phone with her number programmed. The call goes through and I’m just sitting there with a huge dumb smile on my face. Along for a fun wild ride, but occasionally having to tell Dan to stfu.

Tee introduces herself has my friend and says that I’ve been saying some real sweet things about Sarah. There’s some giggling and I’m dying to know what Sarah is saying. Tee introduced Dan who said hi from a distance. Tee, being the honest sweetheart that she is, gets to the point pretty quickly. Ray wants to invite you out, and she wanted to invited her too and let her know that there would be about 10 of us camping there. She joked that most everyone was well behaved and made a face at Dan.

Eventually Tee hands the phone back over to me. I’m in full blush mode. Sarah sounds excited and says she wants to try to make it happen. I’m instantly in travel guide mode and give her all the details on how to get there. I told her I’d follow up with a map and directions.

Looking back, I didn’t appreciate the leap of faith that Sarah took. It was natural for us experienced adventurers junkies to just put a finger on a map and be like let’s go! Anywhere within a 500 mile radius. Pack up and do it! Sarah was making plans to drive three hours to a corner of the state she’d never been to. To hang out with me.

She tried to get some friends to come with but their schedules wouldn’t allow it. So she was in a car by herself traveling over 100 miles for pure mystery.

I try my best to do some logistics with her during the week but work is all hands on deck all week. Friday comes and I can finally chat more about it with her. I have a good amount of gear so I promise I can at least keep her alive. We make some food plans with Dan and Tee, Karina, Brandon, and others that will be there.

Us on the mountain drove out Friday night but Sarah wasn’t going to come until Saturday. Again, looking back, I should have driven out to the nearest city to guide her in but I was confident her abilities to cope. She’ll figure it out!

She did figure it out but I could tell she was a little shook when she finally rolled in on the washboarded dirt road. I walked towards her car and waved happily to welcome her. I started guiding her into the cove where we had made a little tent city but she stayed parked out on the access road. Sarah waved me over to her through the windshield.

I approach and she rolls down the window. She’s crying. “Where the fuck am I?”

I was ashamed and confused instantly. Completely shut down. But just for a moment fortunately. I start apologizing for not helping her in. She asks for a minute. I offer a tissue (not sure why I had some but I did have a travel pack) and she takes it.

After about 20 seconds she has a brief cry/chuckle but her eyes look less scared and more relieved. I told her that I was super excited to see her and that helped add some more color to her face.

Sarah told me that my directions were perfect and not to worry about that. She just felt far from home. She started trying to correct her makeup. It wasn’t heavy (and good thing because the desert would have corndogged her face) but she managed to fix her eye liner. I smiled sweetly at her and told her she was beautiful no matter where her liner ended up.

One of the crew notices I’m out there and I hear in the distance someone say “Oh look Ray’s date is here!” Probably was Dan. Degenerate. Sarah is feeling better and even comments on how beautiful the hills are. I invite her to drive into the camping area.

Was it a civilized tent city? Probably not. But it had a patchwork of tents, vehicles, one tow-behind camper, a huge fire pit with camp chairs encircling it, and a scattering of guitars, climbing harnesses, hacky sacks, and beverages. I think the fact that it was something - a sign of life - made Sarah feel better.

I playfully yell at my friend Karina to put her pipe away. She comes wiggle-dancing towards us and holds it out. “Hey I’m just offering the peace pipe to our new friend!.” Sarah politely declined. I’m slightly embarrassed. I tell Karina “Hey, I’m just getting her used to this crazy den of hippies so don’t scare her away!”

Tee walked over to say hello to Sarah. Sarah was super excited to meet her and they have a nice hug. I has happy that she finally got to meet someone kind of normal. Tee is just a doll and starts complimenting Sarah’s outfit. Paperboy hat! She frosted the end of her shoulder length red hair with bleached white tips. Tee couldn’t help but dive in and talk about it. Sarah wore a denim skirt with black leggings. Her top was a v-cut shirt with black and white pin stripes.

Sarah had some amazing curves. The black and white lines on her shirt, the retro style, and her hourglass figure made it look like she just stepped out of a pin up poster from the 40s. She was about 5ft 3in which made her taller than Tee but much shorter than me.

I remember back at Dave and Busters checking off everything that was grabbing my attention. Large breasts, those lips which I think framed her smile perfectly, and a cute belly which transitioned perfectly to her hips which then curved artistically to her upper thighs.

I helped Sarah find a good place to set up her gear, gave her a tour of the area, and introduced her to the crew. Dan wasn’t shy about giving her a hug and was winking at me like an idiot all the while.

Sarah found out pretty quickly that I run the show there. I yell out that we’re hiking in 20 minutes. Get ready! Bring a beer!

I turn to Sarah and let her know that I’ve got her covered. I walk her over to my car and in the trunk there’s a cooler with ice, cups, tonic water, lime which I had cut and twisted, and Bombay Sapphire gin. She gives me an expressive “holy shit!” face and hits me with the first kiss of the day.

It was about 3pm. I get a pack together and tell Sarah to throw in everything she needs. She’s trying to sus out what kind of trouble she’s about to find herself in. Apparently she’s not much a hiker. She has a pair of black Keds on though which should do ok.

To start we enter a slot canyon that gets narrower and narrower. It forces the group together so Sarah gets to rub up against me often. She’s also chatting with my other friends there and getting a little more comfortable with them. Eventually the slot canyon is narrow enough to where we need to go single file. I tell Sarah she should probably finish her drink. Pretty soon we’re greeted by the first of several ladders that start bringing us up tiers of the canyon.

On the first ladder, I ascended before Sarah so I could help her up if she needed it. She’s doing ok! I’m impressed! It’s a short walk to the next ladder but there’s enough time for Dan to mention, loudly, that I really should let Sarah go ahead of me for “reasons.” Tee shouldered him and shook a laugh at Sarah. But that is how we went the next time! I really did try to find a sexy angle to check out but the severe lighting contrasts and her black leggings just hid any treasures in the shadows.

There’s one more short ladder and we’re at the top of a mesa carved by multiple canyons. The barrel cactuses were flowering and the creosote made the area smell like fresh rain even in the dry desert. My eyes were drinking up Sarah’s reactions to the scenery.

Eventually we headed back and started getting dinner ready at camp. I broke out another round of G&Ts for us. The fire was started as the sun started falling. It was a great vibe. Brando jammed out on the guitar. Karina sang. With one song Sarah jumped in enthusiastically! She was in my lap at that point. “Rock me mama like a wagon wheel - rock me mama anyway you feel..” I rocked her literally. She was starting to rock me figuratively.

More G&Ts. I made a pair for Dan and Tee too. Dan and I acted as smarmy as can be for a minute making the girls giggle.

A little later Sarah pulled away to talk to Tee alone. I was busy cleaning up dinner (Dutch oven bread with pizza filling) and making sure we had lights and stuff ready for when it got dark.

Tee and Sarah went over to Rob who owned the tow behind camper. I (correctly) guessed that Sarah was looking for the best place to freshen up and Tee was able to convince Rob to let Sarah use his restroom and camp shower.

Sarah came over and told me that she got the hookup and wanted to clean up real quick. The hike made her feel a little sweaty. I offered to help her grab anything she needed but she was pretty organized in her car with replacement clothes and toiletries.

So Sarah heads into the camper van. Tee goes in briefly to show her how all the knobs and such work. We’re sitting around the fire and Dan goes “so why aren’t you in the shower with her?.”

Shut up Dan. “SO WHY ARE YOU NOT IN THE SHOWER WITH HER?” Fucking Dan.

The group is paying attention now. Dan yells out towards the camper “HEY SARAH CAN RAY JOIN?” There’s laughter around the fire. Then a pause. Then a distant “Sure!” Then everyone starts cheering.

Was it the fire making my face red? Oh surely it was a sunburn from earlier. I walk over to my car to grab my night gear and fresh undies and head to the camper, occasionally looking back to everyone cheering.

My body is moving ahead with the motions but it takes my mind and emotions a moment to realize what I’m doing. The first time seeing a soon-to-be lover naked is always a thrill for me. All the butterflies. This time was no different.

Inside the camper but out of view of the shower I give a quick “Hi Sarah.”

“Hi Ray haha” comes from the shower.

“May I?” “Please do.”

I strip down around the corner of the camper shower. There’s a small door keeping the shower contained. I didn’t want water everywhere in Rob’s camper so I opened it quickly and entered quickly.

That shower was so tiny. It was surely designed for just one person at a time. Lukewarm water was immediately splashing down from above. My entire front side was immediately in contact with Sarah’s wet and warm skin. I rotated around the shower to give her more room but our relative position didn’t really change since we were locked in this square closet. She looked up at me with the biggest grin (like the one she had at the concert) and I smiled right back down to her. Beyond her face and wet hair, I could make out the top-down perspective of her shoulders and - holy fuck - amazing tits. It was a tight squeeze resulting in her breasts grazing, slicing, and pressing up against my belly (she was adorably short).

I smiled at her and joked that I was going to say “nice to see you” but I have to say “nice to feel you too.” She didn’t change her grin, she just reached up to my hair and pulled my head down into our best kiss yet. My hands went through her red hair as I leaned into her mouth.

There was so much I wanted to do in there but I also knew that there wasn’t that much water. I didn’t know the fun I was about to have when I offered to suds her up with the camp soap. My hands went to work immediately rubbing her slick skin gently. She joked “Wow I wish I had one of you for every shower!” I started with her shoulders and arms. Her underarm was ungodly smooth, and the fact that I could see her nipples harden to the strokes of my soapy palm made me hard instantly. She noticed too, “Oh hey there!” Because of the way our bodies aligned I really had to keep off-center or else my cock would have been blatenly teasing her pussy.

My hands went to her chest. I’m so turned on by now but I try my best to keep my hands and fingers to the task of washing. My soapy fingers count every fucking time her hard nipples slide under one finger and pop back up between the next. All the while I’m getting used to the full plushness and dimensions of her large chest. I wash it all, savoring cleavage, underboob, her lat muscles anchoring the sides of her breasts.

I get to her armpits and she traps my hands. “Careful, I’m ticklish.”

My hands slide from her armpits straight down to her waist. I start making wide sweeping motions and I feel like to this day I’ve never mapped a woman’s body so completely with my hands. Ass - it was so satisfying to slide my hand under her ass and lift her cheeks up and feel them fall again. Back, thighs, and with a super tight squeeze against the side of the shower I could kind of bend over enough to get most of her upper legs. Maybe she thought I was looking elsewhere but she did supplement my washing by quickly hitting her shadows. I was indeed watching and loved watching her fingers cut in and out of her outer pussy lips and between her ass cheeks. She was cleanly shaven. Completely smooth.

“We should probably be quick or we’ll run out of water.” She starts rubbing me down in earnest. She moves pretty quickly except slowing a little on my chest while she beckoned for another kiss.

She got comfortable! I think this was a hint on how things would go later. She jumped right into soaping up my cock. She playfully jerked it off a little while washing my balls and thighs. She turned me around and massaged my ass and has no qualms heading right in. Her soapy fingers slid in between my cheeks and used sweeping circles to wash all the way onto my hole and up and down my perineum. I was stunned. She diverted my attention by asked questions about how we should dry off - trying to change the subject huh? I heard Dan’s voice (didn’t catch what he said) and a wave of laughter.

After we were rinsed we turned off the shower and toweled off on the small linoleum floor outside the shower. I finally got my first good look at Sarah naked and she of me. Her skin was perfectly smooth and blemish free. It really was out of a pin-up. Her pussy lips were…appetizing.

I never felt so clean.

We got dressed into our night-wear. She had a matching black and red checkered fleece pajama top and bottom. No underwear. She was adorable. I had lightweight shorts and a thin long sleeve shirt. The desert was going to cool off eventually but would remain mild for several more hours.

We come out to cheers. Karina comes skipping over obviously blazed. (She was the quintessential youthful hippie girl. Skinny, dreds, hemp clothing, tons of accessories and jewelry, strong natural fragrances, and a ball of happiness).

I told Karina to be nice. “So how was it?” I’m surprised Dan wasn’t with Karina. They’re both mischief makers. She offered her pipe to Sarah and she took it that time. She passed it over to me and I gave it back to Karina.

We sit around the fire some more and enjoy a couple more gin and tonics. Eventually the banter and revelry goes on just like it does most camping trips, and Sarah may have been one of us. She thanked Rob profusely for letting her use his camper and gave him the first cookie. She brought a bunch of these super cookies (insomniac?) to share . Very nice of her! Karina of course asked if they were “special” cookies.

The fire was relaxing but still lit up the canyon walls around us. People waking around made spectral shadows on the hillside. I could tell that Sarah was tripping out on the stars. Her eyes were looking up about as much as they were looking around at us. I asked her to join me real quick to the side so it would be darker. I’m an astronomy nerd so I wanted to show her some shit. Big Dipper, ok now follow those two stars up and that’s the North Star.

I had a hand around her waist. “See that sideways w? Cassiopeia. Now follow that top arrow in the W that way, see kind of a curved V? Now, the top two stars on that V - look right between them. Do you see a fuzzy spot in between them? Don’t look directly at the fuzzy spot - it’s gotta stay on your peripheral vision.” Sarah said she saw it. I told her that it was the Andromeda Galaxy and she gave me that wide smiled holy shit look again. We kissed and she asked me to show her again because she lost the spot.

Shooting fucking star!

Another kiss.

Eventually we head back and things are slowing down. It’s about 1am. Tee comes over and grabs Sarah for a chat. Dan follows me as I’m getting some toiletries together. “Ray, she likes you.” I smiled and rolled my eyes knowing what he was insinuating. “I got this Dan.” I crudely stuck my tongue out to speak his language which satisfied him enough. I suspect that Dan and Tee were still working to be matchmakers tonight.

Sarah had brought her own tent which she set up next to mine. We had quite a bit of space between us and Dan and Tee’s tent and then everyone else’s. Rob let her use his camper one more time for running water to brush her teeth and potty. He told the rest of us to fuck off. I washed up as well.

Sarah came back and said she wanted to see the stars again with me and pointed to the other side of this large rock formation with a full palette of color during the day. The moon that was just coming up showed the rock formation in grey-tone, but it was just as beautiful.

I knew it was kind of dusty over there so I collected my throw quilt and a sleeping pad to sit on. I told her that was a great idea and we walked over. Holding hands too. She was cute! I was so grateful that she was feeling better. I still thought about her first showing up to the campsite and was just so thankful she was having a good time.

We’re out of view of the camping area and find this gravelly area in a slit in the canyon. The canyon walls towered above us, one face inky black in shadow, another grey in the moonlight. Directly above, the Milky Way was arcing across the sky. The air was still warm since the rocks retained a good amount of heat. I laid the quilt down, placed the pad down, and I invited Sarah to sit next to me. She did. And took off her shirt.

Sarah’s tits fell out of her soft top playfully. Her caramel areolas were perfectly symmetrical around her stiff nipples. She faced straight ahead for several seconds with her hands supporting her while she leaned backward. Then she bobbed her head towards me with that big smile. The invitation was clear. My mouth and my left hand raced to her body. I started instantly sucking on her plump top lip while I wrapped my arm around her side. My hand started on the side of her chest but slowly crept slowly underneath and onto her breast.

Her wide smile and amazing bosom had a lot of room to roam and enjoy during the make out session. Her giggles and moans of enjoyment let me know that she enjoyed my act of mapping out every angle I could have of her mouth.

The desert air was dry which lead to Sarah’s skin being smooth and slick in a different way from the shower. My hand glided over her breasts - gathering them, hugging them - my index finger and thumb finding the smoothest, driest spot on her nipple to repetitively pinch and rub.

My other hand glided just as effortlessly down her back and past her elastic waistband. My first target was her thigh which I gently squeezed to the rhythm of our kissing.

Sarah disengaged with a loud and wet pop. She grabbed the bottom of my shirt and started pulling it over. She half tacked me, giggling, while tugging my shirt over my face. With my eyes blocked she started kissing my chest.

Her hand rubbed the side of my chest - apparently she enjoyed the sensation of dry frictionless skin as well. The other hand lowered my shorts allowing my cock to bounce right out. My shirt was still partly over my eyes so I wasn’t prepared for the sensation of warm wet lips wrapping around my dick so soon.

I started to finish the job of taking my shirt off but she pushed the shirt back over my eyes, “No peeking!” After that she exploded into the hardest suck and tongue job I’ve ever received.

Her hand pressed my face firmly too. And sloppily. Maybe she was still tipsy from drinking and smoking. She slid her hand around making the shirt fall off but her hand was still trying to cover my eyes. Any fingers that happened to cross my mouth bent and went in. Her other hand tugged my shorts all the way off. By this time I could see past her hand fingering my mouth and saw her face rising and falling over me.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth with a moonlit trail of spit and flipped onto her back on the sleeping pad. I was just about to start pulling her pants down to pleasure her when she whispered “I want you to stand over me and fuck my face.”

The request made my mind pause for a second but my body started moving to satisfy her request. I stood up, bent over to land a kiss on her lips, and started to figure out the logistics of what she wanted. She moaned and giggled throughout this transition. Her hands push (shove?) my face away and and then motion my knees next to her shoulders. Before I could overthink it she had me perfectly moulded to exactly what she wanted. My knees bracketed her breasts which were spilling sideways. I was going to gingerly lower my cock into her mouth but she was, again, ahead of me. Her hands jerked my pelvic floor directly downward to her face. With her mouth wide open, she pushed me backward so that my sac fell into her mouth. She maintained that motion and let them reemerge as my shaft passed over her lips. She let it travel all the way before stopping to allow the tip to enter her mouth. “Fuck my mouth!”

And so I did. Starting slowly I thrusted into her mouth. The angle of my cock was bent down and almost backwards with the position and I could see the soft skin under her jaw bulging with each press. I leaned forward and supported my weight with my hands placed by her waist. That allowed my cock to travel deeper into her mouth without hitting her jaw and allowed me to fuck that pretty face a little faster. I started to feel the onset of an orgasm pretty quickly.

Her hands just kept handling me. She grabbed me by my ass cheeks and lifted a little which I took as her wanting me to get up. I straightened my torso over her which popped my cock out of her mouth. She grabbed me again and lowered me to her mouth. Her tongue was buried deep in my sac. One hand wrapped around and jerked me off while she started pushing me the opposite direction from before. Her tongue was now teasingly close to my ass. Her other hand grabbed my ass cheek and I could feel her gripping thumb only a hairs width away from my center of gravity.

I was in a fog of both panic and ecstasy. What the fuck was she doing? Fuck do that more. Oh no. Oh yes. Her tongue was pressing wider and wider swaths around my balls and up the bottom of my shaft and then, without any ceremony, right across my ass. She danced around and near it most of the time but it was noticeably pinged several times. (I would ask her about this later and she swore that she wasn’t rimming me - maybe she was just in a haze herself). She put my cock back in her mouth and worked the tip specifically this time. One hand started to stroke the base of my wet cock and the other was still reasserting its grip on my ass.

I told her that I was going to cum soon in case she wanted to back down or change course but she doubled her tongue-flicking on my dick. She mumbled a wet and muffled “fuck me” while dropping my full shaft back into her mouth.

I remember looking down her cleavage to her cute navel and to her soft and cozy pajama pants when I started moaning at the onset of my orgasm. My penetration slowed while I felt my cock throbbing in an ever deepening pool filling her mouth. She pushed me firmly backward to signal that I needed to get off of her face at that point.

To this day, one of the most sexually explicit images seared into my mind was the moonlight shining on her squirming and smiling face as her arms fell flat to her side as a gush of cum slowly erupted above her lips and slid down her cheeks.

The scene looked very film noir.

Sarah shifted her weight so that she was facing me again. She shimmied up to my dick and finished draining it. I had a lot of love to share in that moment. Usually loud and crass she whispered in the most gentle way, “kiss me? Only if you want.”

I wanted to. I smiled and nodded. I’ve kissed after oral many times before and didn’t mind our tastes. Again, Sarah pushed me farther than I was expecting, but not necessarily not wanting, to go. She kissed with same vigor as before right from the onset. It was wet and slick. Extra slick. Her spit was thick with love and she had no reservations about spreading the love all around and all inside my face.

I felt dirty. I felt good.

Sarah checked in on me sweetly. I was used to being the one checking in on her! She said that she fucking loved that. I was pretty straightforward with her, telling her I was fucking impressed with her energy!

We hugged and started making attempts to clean ourselves up. In the distance I hear someone joke “must be the coyotes!” And some laughter.

I start rubbing her back and make eyes like it’s time for me reciprocate. I was so eager to return the love. Sarah instead asked to get up and get into the tent. She was getting cold.

We rounded the corner, grabbed some water and gear, and jumped into her tent (which was bigger than mine). We got naked and started to spoon with her behind me. She was so warm. I was working on ways to get the focus on her but she wanted to spoon some more. She said that she loved it. After some pillow talk she said that she wanted to fuck me baaad. Sarah took that moment to feel me get hard again.

Then she said that her sunset was a little extra red tonight. I was tired? Horny? Dense? Unappreciative of the sunset earlier? Either way I didn’t get it at first.

She had to spell it out. Her flow started hot and heavy. She told me that she actually cried a little talking to Tee about it. Tee told her to make a move and do whatever makes her feel hot. Tee also told her that she should be a little assertive with me and that she’ll make sure no one fucks with us. Oh Tee!

I let Sarah hold onto me as we fell asleep.

Epilogue:

She wanted to go down on me again the next morning which was great! I wanted to do something else for her so I gave her a killer back massage while naked. Camp dispersed that day and everyone said their goodbyes to Sarah, especially Tee ( I think they exchanged numbers too).

Two weeks later I drove into LA and we ate out for dinner. We also ate out at her house 😉. Don’t worry, we indeed fucked. But that’s another story!

For all my lovely tree hugging dirtbags out there! 🧗‍♂️

Mishka had a birthday tradition that I was first invited to 20 years ago when she turned 20. Her favorite climbing spot was a small mountain range buried deep in the California desert. Whenever I drove out there, either for her birthday parties or otherwise, I fell in love all over again with those rocks. And those bodies.

Going to Mishka’s birthday parties meant tons of fun. There were campfires, desert dancing, chicanery, and chippy climbs mostly in the 5.6 to 5.11 range.

There was a route there that started vertical but quickly rounded itself to a ledge before going mostly vertical again. It was a pretty simple route but the shape of it inspired people to call it “Riding Mishka.”

Mish was absolutely adorable. She inherited the best features from her Japanese mother and Portuguese father (who visited one year so we had to mostly behave). Like “Riding Mishka” her ass was rock hard and chiseled from climbing and hiking. She had almost no chest but Mishka always seemed to draw gazes from men and women alike when in her dusty climbing sports bra. The contours of her upper back muscles transitioned beautifully to her lats which then accentuated the valleys between and surrounding her modest breasts. When Mishka’s muscles were engaged in climbing, her nipples maintained an almost permanent hardness.

For her birthday, and as revenge for naming this shapely route after her in such a suggestive way, she started her annual tradition.

I remember her eyes were primal and wild when she turned on us that day ten years ago. “You want to ride this shit? At least take your fucking clothes off!” She picked on Karina first. “Ride me, bitch!”

And so Karina did. And so did everyone else there. We had topped out two lines going up “Riding Mishka” so we were able to go up two by two until everyone had a chance to send it to the top totally naked. Someone would volunteer to come down to belay Mishka so she could be the last one to the top. It was a lucrative belaying gig. Once she was up top we would sing happy birthday naked to Mishka and have an impromptu dance party.

I went to five more such parties through her 20s. Several of us friends were regulars, keeping the tradition alive. Eventually the cast of characters morphed and thinned as we all grew up, moved, started to raise families, or just naturally parted ways.

The day before her 30th birthday I decided on a whim to take the drive out to that patch of desert. I hadn’t been there in 4 years.

When I approached our old camping area, the scene was desolate. I didn’t really expect Mishka’s birthday party to be in full swing anymore. She herself had moved out of state. I don’t know what I was expecting. I guess I just wasn’t expecting to be totally alone. I was used to solo adventures though so I was prepared to enjoy my time regardless. I was also in better shape and had better gear, therefore able to top rope and even lead rope some easier lines. There was a back-door scramble up “Riding Mishka” and the anchors were still there so I was able to tie in a top rope by myself pretty easily.

Another tradition that grew from “Riding Mishka” was the slap. Once I striped down, got the harness back on, and roped in my self-rappel set up, I gave “Mishka’s” ass a hearty slap which reverberated nicely with the rocks behind me.

I remembered back to when I slapped Mishka’s real ass in this very spot. Once at her birthday party and once on our own we had met up to fuck right here. I looked over to my left to see where I had came from 30 feet up - as if evidence of our sexy acrobatics would still be visible on the dusty desert ground today.

I was prepping my gear for rappel at the top when I heard another slap. At first I thought “oh shit, my ass is hanging out for all to see” which was followed up by “it’s gotta be someone in the crew though!” I looked down.

It was Mishka!

I’ve never descended solo so fast. “Mish!” I cried out, not holding back on any emotions. Seconds later I was on the ground, pressing her into me and melting into her mouth.

Mishka eventually disengaged and tugged at my harness. “I’m going to need to borrow this. I sold my shit.”

“Absolutely.” I started unlocking my carabiners.

“Oh and let me borrow your binoculars, I forgot to bring them.” Mishka’s maturing face transformed right back into the impish grin that she often had back in her early 20s.

I narrowed my eyes at her but smiled. “Fuck Mish! You’re starting that already? You know I love your tits. I fucking worship them!”

“Itty bitty teenie tiny pee pee…,” Mishka took off her top and sports bra in tandem with a dance in her step.

“You’ll never let that go. Fuck.” I had to take a breath. She was still smoking hot.

Mishka knew full well that I was doing ok in the size department. Not setting records but good enough. She should know. I could see several locations where we made each other cum from where I was standing. At one point years ago she had thought I was making fun of her chest size so she pounced with her own playful teasing.

I took in her naked body again. It was beautiful in a thousand different ways. “I missed you Mish.”

“Ready?”

I nodded. “Belay on!”

It really was the best place to stand in the entire desert. Mishka even made a little show of it on the way up. During the production I noticed a few new tattoos as well on her inner thigh and lower back. She celebrated briefly at the top and started rappelling down. I yelled up at her, “Happy Fucking Birthday!”

I was ready to get my clothes back on, grab a beer, and catch up with her but Mishka had that look in her eye as she finished coming down. She glanced over at my car in the distance, “Are you the only one that showed up?”

I shrugged, “I think so. I didn’t see anyone…”

“I bet you could unlock a padlock with that dick, the way you fuck.” She spoke it towards the rock wall and turned her head just enough for me to catch her smirk.

I closed the gap pretty quickly and grabbed her left ass cheek. “Careful, Mish. I know a lot more rope work nowadays.” Her eyes widened in interest as my tongue entered her mouth in advance of my lips.

“Oh?” She smiled and brushed back some of her short black hair from her eyes. “Show me. Should I keep the harness on or off, tiny?”

“Fuck! Mish! Off, wait. On. Keep it on.” I went to grab my climbing bag with extra static rope. “You know I could say more shit about your flat ass chest but…”

Mishka interrupted, “but you love sucking on them too much huh Ray?”

I walked back and stood in front of her. “Sit down.” She immediately landed her naked ass on the dusty desert ground and looked up at me with a deviously innocent look on her face. My hand pressed firmly between her nipples which laid her back onto the ground with her knees up and pussy spread. I dropped the rope directly onto her belly.

I leaned over to kiss her again. With a hand on her forehead I whispered to her what I was about to do to her body and felt each and every nod in response.

My hand started right where her pussy met her inner thigh and I gently slid my fingers up to her knee and closed her lower leg to meet her thigh. There was enough spare rope to frog tie both of her legs. She kept her flexibility up. Good. Her belly flexed as she tested her limited mobility. With her thighs protruding from her harness at such a wide angle, every layer of her pussy was fully exposed to the desert air.

I told Mishka to hold the rope above her and pull up. I belayed her upward until she was rightened and then lifted several feet off the ground. Once she was exactly where I wanted her I tied the belaying rope off on a nearby palo verde tree. She felt my hard cock press onto her belly as I collected her wrists for a handcuff tie. Mishka silently stared into me all the while.

Her nipples pointed upward as I raised her tied wrists up to the rope that was supporting her. I connected her handcuff to the cord above her head with a prusik. She was able to grab hold and hoist herself up a little but the tie kept her hands elevated.

Satisfied, I pushed her chest and let her rotate and swing into the dry air. I walked towards my car.

“Hey what the fuck! You just going to leave me here?” Mishka broke her silence. I came back with a gallon of water which seemed to settle down her fears of abandonment.

“You’re fucking filthy Mish.” I poured the spring water down her chest and washed away the desert sand that had accumulated on the outside of her pussy lips. “Little fucking dirtbag.” With her chest and belly wet I grabbed a handful of climbing chalk and landed a white handprint over her breasts, on her cheek, and on her ass.

I rinsed myself off and stood in front of her. “You were always the strongest girl climbing. Do you still have it? Pull yourself up.”

She did. I took a step forward and aimed my cock directly under pussy. Her eyes lit up, finally seeing the game in action. “Haha - oh fuck you.”

“Fuck me.”

Mishka lowered herself. Her chest, oblique, and arm muscles rippled with the effort of making a controlled descent. My mouth matched with hers the moment her pussy enveloped my hard shaft.

I spoke directly onto her teeth, “fuck me.”

She found a rhythm with her pulling, which lifted and dropped her pelvic floor onto me with surprising steadiness. Her beautiful and rugged hands were solely responsible for fucking me. Every action from her fingers dictated how deep she went.

“Whoa.” Mishka broke character momentary when lettering herself rest. I didn’t move. Apparently it was uncomfortable lowering her self too much onto me.

“Fuck me.”

She did.

“Fuck me Mish.”

Sweat was streaming through the chalk strewn across her face and chest. Her hot breath strained itself towards my face with a quickening pace.

“Fuck me.”

Her tied up body contorted and she started relying on different muscle groups to keep her afloat. Her abs tensed and untensed while she grinded on my cock. Pussy juices and sweat caked the chalk and dirt that was still on her upper thigh.

“Fuck me.”

Her tugs were getting weaker and weaker. Her eyes were fiery but held flashes of strain and even panic.

“Fuck my tiny dick Mish.”

She squeezed out a brief smile but her face returned to exertion. For about a minute she held herself up steady with my cock deep inside her. Her scorching body in front of me meant that my cock wasn’t going to soften without cumming. And I was close.

Her hands lost strength and gravity took its full toll. I could feel her drop firmly on my hard cock, bottoming out. “Ow ow ow. off belay OW!!”

I immediately withdrew and let her rest within the harness. I wrapped an arm around her waist for further support and whispered a series of questions. Nod. I gently slapped her suspended arms for sensation. Nod. “Yeah, I’m ok.” Shake. Nod. I held her for a few minutes and let her catch her breath.

I undid her handcuff first. Then her left frog tie. Once she had a leg down she reacquainted herself with being able to touch the ground. I moved to the right leg but she interrupted. “Leave that one for now, tiny dic…” She started laughing before she could finish the statement. “FUCK that was hot!” she screamed at the canyon across from us. Her eyes returned to their original luster. “Fuck me from behind. And careful back there hot shot.”

And so I did. One hand wrapped around her belly and the other held her left nipple tight while I fucked her from behind. One leg was still tied making access very easy for fast thrusting. It really didn’t take long for my cum to stream out of her pussy down her only extended leg.

After a deep kiss I untied her right leg which left her able to stand. I went to unclip her carabiner but she interrupted me. “Ray, someone here hasn’t cum yet. I was too busy getting fucking tortured to cum before.”

Before I could protest such an accusation her hand lowered my head to her pussy and I swallowed my retort along with a small dose of our combined fluids. It didn’t take her swollen pussy long to reach an orgasm which echoed along the desert canyon walls.

Once she was fully unclipped and free of the harness we collapsed into a naked and sweaty heap and embraced while leaning our weight against the warm rock. Kissing and aftercare turned into the beginning of a much awaited conversation catching us up.

Looking for fun couples that like fun and relaxed threesomes. I know that group sex can be new and complicated sometimes but I’m happy to keep it chill and focused on you as a couple. Im bi with a sweet tooth so can eagerly please both of you orally. I’m also a switch that has fun topping or bottoming.

I’m pretty chatty so there’s a lot more I can talk about. Say hi!

“How are we getting our shit over there?” Laura squinted her eyes while gesturing to avoid the glare coming off the turquoise water in front of them.

Kai has been to this stretch of the river before so he knew the way. Smoothed granite cliffs narrowed at this point making an elongated pool. On the opposite side was a series of natural waterfalls and slabs of rock to lay out on. “We can walk most of the way in the water but then we need to swim towards the end.”

Laura dropped her backpack. “But how are we getting our bags across?”

Kai smiled, “Float it across. We have to get a little wet. Don’t worry we can dry everything off later. I have a dry bag for anything important.”

After several minutes of sorting through her gear and second guessing Kai’s bag barge idea Laura looked up to see his naked body standing on a nearby rock. “Wow you weren’t kidding.” She had seen him nude a few times now since they’ve been dating for a couple of months but the setting made this time different. The strong sun erased almost every shadow from Kai’s slender build. The skin was a consistent light caramel from head to toe with the sun adding a glow to the moppy black hair on his head and the goosebump-enhanced peach fuzz hair covering much of the rest of his body. “Is this the spot?”

“Well I didn’t bring a swim suit. So might as well. This whole area is kind of a clothing optional place anyway.” Kai nodded his head in the direction of an older sun-toasted couple laying out downstream of them.

“I guess I just planned ahead better.” Laura unbuttoned her hiking shirt and stripped down to a turquoise bralette and brown bikini bottoms.

Kai hid his mild disappointment at not getting to see her naked but even in a bikini she attracted his gaze. After a moment he refocused on tying her hiking shoes to the top of her pack.

“Where should I put these?”

Kai looked up to see Laura’s chest fully highlighted by the sun. Even though it was warm enough to break a sweat, she too had goosebumps rippling up her body and coming to a point at the end of each nipple. Laura playfully tossed her remaining layers on top of Kai’s head.

She had been skinny dipping before at night but being out in broad daylight was a new sensation for her. She took a quick look around to make sure she had a little privacy and then struck a playful pose for Kai’s benefit.

A rock underneath her shifted. “Ow!” She stepped a bare foot forward to compensate. “Fucking ow!…shit!” The erratic cobble under her feet made her awkwardly hop from spot to spot in search of somewhere steady to stand. A concerned but smiling Kai quickly came over to help offer some balance. They both leaned into each other, partially for stability and partially to feel each other’s warm skin on their own body.

“And that’s why we brought water shoes.” Kai initiated a quick kiss and they both wrapped up getting ready for the water.

They eased into the cool water and carefully made their way deeper and deeper while occasionally holding hands for balance and connection. Once the water was up to their waist they readjusted their packs to their shoulders. At the deepest end of the pool spray from a cascade was landing on their faces. Laura shot Kai a look of “this better work” as they laid their packs on the water and tugged them along as they swam backwards across the deepest portion the pool.

Laura was able to relax after about 10 minutes of making it onto the granite slab. She slipped back into the pool twice trying to shimmy up the slick rock adjacent to the cascade and she was pretty sure she gave Kai the biggest eyeful of her ass on her final try. Kai did his best to unpack their picnic, sunscreen, water, and creature comforts quickly. With her heart rate coming down, she took in where they were lucky enough to end up.

The warm granite slab undulated like water itself and included several form fitting bowls to sit in. The river smoothed a channel into the granite slab before it fell a couple feet into the main pool that they had just crossed. It was like a natural waterslide. They chose one of the bowls to relax in together.

“No judgement, ok?” Kai playfully wiggled his midsection. “That water was cold!”

Laura grinned while dramatically looking down at Kai’s guarded cock. “That’s ok I’ll keep him warm.” She placed a sun warmed hand under his balls and gently cupped the full package. The sensation was enough to stir some movement despite the cold water. As if on cue both pairs of eyes scanned around for onlookers before reaching for each other. Laura hands aimed for Kai’s chest and hips while Kai sent both of his hands into Laura’s brown hair at the base of her neck. The kiss only lasted for several seconds but it had everything they loved - Laura’s tongue brush against Kai’s before Kai’s lips added the slightest suction to Laura’s bottom lip.

“This is actually the perfect place to fuck,” Laura said as she snuck in one more quick kiss. Kai was on his way to melt into agreement when a man half swam, half tumbled down the cascading river just upstream of them. Kai and Laura froze their surprised half-smiles in place and nodded hello as he passed. The visitor didn’t have much time to take in their attractive bodies before taking the plunge into the pool. Laura was glad to see him continuing on towards the trail instead of sticking around.

The spell broken, they focused on rehydration and finding a nice spot to lay out. Their heads stayed close enough for short kisses in between casual banter. Kai’s hand reached toward the dry back and came back with a small paper bag.

“Do you like gummy worms?”

Laura looked up at Kai with the dorkiest look she could make. “Gummy worms? Where the hell did you get gummy worms? Are these edibles?”

“I wish! Nah just regular gummy worms. Want one?”

“Sure. I mean, they’re not as classy as gummy bears but sure.” Laura reached into the bag with slight hesitation and came back with a green and red one. “You should try it first.” Kai opened his mouth ready for a bite but Laura aimed it towards his lips and drew a wide circle around his mouth.

“Thanks, now my mouth is sticky.” Kai’s tongue came out to lick up the candy sensation but Laura came in to help with some well placed kisses.

Laura’s smile got even bigger, “Hey that gives me an idea.” She slowly and intentionally aimed the point of the gummy worm down to Kai’s relaxed penis.

Kai pulled inward reflexively “HOW about we don’t but pretend we did… I mean, I guess …that would be cool?”

“I was mostly kidding. Just trying to start something.” She scanned across the pool and spent an extra moment to look upstream before sliding her body down the rocky slab just enough to be level with Kai’s middle. Her hand slid between his thighs and shaped his top leg to shield the view and allow his soft shaft to drape downward across his lower thigh. She laid on her side and allowed Kai’s soft cock to fill her mouth. Her tongue action and warm suction brought hardness to Kai quickly. She accelerated her sucking in the hope that she could make him cum before any disturbances.

A splash nearby made Laura sit up quickly and made Kai flip onto his belly to hide his now definitely-not-shy-anymore penis. A couple walked by the rock formation that was partially shielding Laura and Kai on the upstream side.

“Oh sorry guys. Just coming by. Nice day huh?” A nude man and his topless companion walked by briskly. The man tried his best to look forward. The woman shyly nodded hello but her widening eyes and growing smirk told Laura and Kai that she suspected they were up to something.

They both giggled a little nervously as they watched the couple swim away and let their pulses come down a little.

“That felt so good.”

“It tasted good. Like gummy worms.” Laura laughed. “Maybe we should finish back at camp?”

“Yeah it’s starting to cool off anyway - wait!” Kai noticed that Laura had sat herself down onto a section of smoothed rock that resembled a lounge chair. “Let me try something first. You’re in the perfect spot.”

“I am pretty comfortable. Let’s take this rock back to my apartment.”

“Yeah I’ll work on that…”

Laura pointed down past her feet. “Just watch out for the water there. I almost slipped in there. You’ll go for a ride.”

“You look so amazing!” Kai made a mental picture of the portrait in front of him. Laura sat in a natural depression that slightly separated her legs and let her back rest on an angle of rock. Her B-cup sized breasts were relaxed and lifted as she put her arms above her. She enjoyed the view of Kai naked with a cascade as his backdrop. Even better, another rock now blocked much of the view from both directions.

Kai scanned the pool and far upstream, and then sat cross-legged onto the sun warmed rock right in front of Laura. He scootched up to where Laura’s pussy rounded the bend of her natural sofa. Her legs were spread perfectly on the rock for his head to fit in between.

Laura’s belly floated when Kai rested his sun-warmed hands on her skin below her belly button. Her eyes widened a little when his mouth quickly broke her pussy in half. “Off to the races, huh?” She grabbed his hair and encouraged his tongue to maintain its depth. “Hmmm. Uh fuck.” She laid back in her natural recliner and spread her arms wide. Kai’s mouth sucked on her pussy lips for a few moments more before ascending to her clit and reaching a hand up to rest on her right nipple.

“You’ve got about 30 seconds,” said Laura breathlessly.

Kai talked without stopping, which tickled her a bit. “I didn’t know I was being timed.”

“Someone’s coming.” Laura leaned over for a quick peak.

“Someone’s cumming,” Kai doubled down.

Laura grabbed Kai’s hands and placed one each on her tits. “Pinch them for me.” She liked the pressure there. “Fuck yeah - no stay there. On my clit.” Her eyes were shut now. “Fuck like 10 more seconds.” She wanted to make it. She threw one of Kai’s hands back at him. “Finger me.” It took about 5 more seconds for her pussy to clench onto his two fingers in orgasm.

Kai’s face was visibly damp and he emerged proudly. “That was so fucking fun…” Laura interrupted him by readjusting her body into a casual sunbathing position.

“…and then I was like ooh-kay girl. Just get in the car.” Laura had Kai puzzled with random chatter with no context. Just then a woman half splashed and half walked on by their little stone throne. “…and she did and we went to…the beach and…”Laura trailed off and then grinned. “We’re undercover!”

“Smooth.” Kai came in for a sensual kiss.

Kai would bring it up in later conversions that he was to make her cum way faster than the other way around. She would retort that she had to play catch up to unfreeze his balls. Laura would also bring it up in later conversations that it was hilarious getting a great view of Kai’s ass as he slipped on the rock and slid headfirst down the cascade into the pool.

Looking for those adventurous women that enjoy being pleased somewhere with a view! River swimming hole? At the beach? Mountain lake? You pick!

I’m a pleaser with a sweet tooth and love helping the right person feel good. Also love playing outdoors! 6ft, athletic, 200lbs, and a good listener (especially when it comes to your wants / boundaries).

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