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The Hike
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The Hike It's late June after a long winter, and all winter you've been playing out this scenario in your head, and I'm the natural candidate for it. You tell me where the trail head is and we plan to meet there at eleven. After my hr. + drive I arrive a little early. I'm apprehensive and nervous, having never done anything like this before, content to be just writing women, using my imagination. You arrive, and immediately dispel my fears. Our personalities sync just as they have online, both flirty and fun. I'd envisioned you as being a little rough-around-the-edges, but you look good, wearing shorts like me, and a fleece top that I know will come off as the day heats up and we reach our destination. I have a fleeting thought of dropping my tailgate and taking you right there, but I know the<b> hike </font></b>itself will be foreplay. You've promised an alpine summit with a sweeping view of the bay. We start up, joking about swapping leads, so we can both view each other's asses, and there's truth in it; your ass is glorious to watch as you lead the way. We break thru the tree line, and into the sun. It's a perfect day, and within minutes we're both sweating. Unknown to me, we're about 10m away from where you really want to take me. The whole hike, the trail loosely parallels a stream, full with the melt-off, our soundtrack to the<b> hike. </font></b>We soon reach a plateau of sorts, where the stream eddies into several pools, surrounded by a carpet of moss. The water is ice-cold, but in another month it's a popular spot to<b> hike </font></b>and swim in. It's the perfect spot to take a break, and you lead me to the farthest pool and the lushest moss, and we remove our daypacks and you pull off your fleece to reveal a camo T-shirt, which proves without a doubt that you can rock camo. Your tits are indeed magnificent, framed within, and I have to quell my desire to grab you right then and there. There's no question where this is going to lead as we're in the perfect setting and soon we are making out side by side in the moss. It's a wonderful sensation, our tongues acting like long-lost best friends. My arms are around you, slowly caressing your back, but your top arm is more aggressive, grabbing my ass, and then surprisingly, my crotch. As I get hard, you roll me onto my back, breaking off the kiss, telling me how long you've been waiting for my cock. In our passing conversations, you know how my wife is timid and how I long for a woman to be dominant with me. You also know that my biggest primal turn-on is a woman's natural pheromones, and you stick your pit in my face, declaring that you didn't wear deodorant in my honor today, and I feebly whisper thank you as your essence assails me. I'm totally taken back by your aggressive manner as you move down and unleash my manhood, running your hand slowly over my shaft, telling me how you've longed to suck it. You lean down, and with the tip of your tongue, you touch my head-hole, milking my length as you do so, then pull back, drawing a thread of pre-come out til it breaks. I watch in amazement as you start licking my shaft, your tongue soft and flat as you lather it up with your saliva. I know I'm not going to last long as you take me in your mouth and slowly bob your mouth over my head several times, before pulling back and slobbering your tongue all over my knob. Again you take me in your mouth, more of me now, as you bob back and forth slowly with just the right amount of pressure. I tell you I'm going to cum and you pull back, your lips locked around my most sensitive spot just below my head as you keep bobbing on me, my hips thrusting slightly as I near, my hands going to your head as I erupt down your throat, groaning. You take my load like a pro, milking out every last drop into your mouth. "Oh gawd, that was good", I exclaim, my fingers drawing your hair off your face, combing through your hair, completely happy. "You're very welcome, sir", you reply with an impish smile. "Now don't fall asleep on me, strip" you command, as you start to remove your hiking boots and socks, then your shorts and panties. I follow suit, taking off my shirt, then my boots and socks, and both shorts. "You just lie back and eat my pussy til I'm happy, and you better not be all talk about it making your dick hard, or I might suffocate you", you again command with a laugh, as you approach me, standing over my head. "My pussy's all wet for you, can you see it?" "Yes, Steph." "How bad do you want it?" "Real bad." "OK then, let's see just how much you really love eating pussy," as you lower down on your haunches, till you just touch my nose. "You like how I smell?" as you slightly rub your labia on my nose. "Gawd yes!" You drop to your knees, pressing your wetness into my face quickly, surprising me. "Eat it, fucker". My hands instinctively move around to your ass, boosting you off me just an inch, holding you there as I begin licking your labia, sucking a lip into my mouth, wanting to feel it actually swell in my mouth. I can't really discern that, but in my mind, it does. I take the other into my mouth and give it the same treatment. I lap in between them, overcome by your juices flowing out. You're jutting your hips back and forth and it's just an incredible sensation. My mind is still stuck on the hotness of your words and take-charge persona, how you are rubbing your wetness on me to where I can hardly keep up. I lift you up a bit and ask if you could turn around so I could work your clit better. You lean forward on my torso and back up a few inches and say "No, I want to see your cock stir". Your words make it actually stir, as I suck your nub into my mouth, giving it a series of pulsating sucks between my lips. You groan and grind into me hard. When you slid back and went down low along my torso, you negated my ability to lift you up easy, so now my hands spread your cheeks apart and help push you forward as you rock on me. My cock is growing in the excitement, and you exclaim "Yeah, make that cock big!" as you rock my face. You watch in excitement as it rises off my abdomen, in part from your words and actions. "Yeah, boy, make it twitch!" You are rocking hard on my face now. I can merely keep my tongue out as you work your clit and labia over my lower face. "Twitch it!" you moan, inches from my cock, and it does in a Pavlov's response, and with every back move you make, you repeat "twitch it!" to your rhythm. I stick the 1st joint of my forefinger into your ass, and bang it to your rhythm, and now you're exclaiming "Oh gawd, Oh gawd, Oh gawd" as you start to come. Your hand grasps my cock hard, like it was a handle, as you're stretched out on my torso just rocking backwards against my face, spasming hard. You stick the head of my cock in your mouth almost as a pacifier, as you come down, your body relaxing, but all of a sudden you're springing forward and mounting my cock. You're so wet it slips right in and you immediately start riding it reverse cowgirl-style. I'm blown away by how insatiable you are. Your big ass looks tremendous bouncing on me and I feel like the luckiest man in the world. I reach up under your shirt to feel those magnificent tits that I haven't even seen yet. They are bouncing away double time to your own rhythm and I grab both nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and latch on and you moan. I hold on to them, and every upstroke you make pulls on them, driving you crazy, as you pound down on me harder. I let go of the left one and move my hand down to find your clit and start strumming on it. You start whining like an engine about to blow, and the sound along with the sight of your ass working on top of me, makes me feel like I'll blow myself. I tug harder on your right tit and strum my fingers faster on your clit, and within seconds I can feel you contracting and coming and just about shrieking with delight as you climax hugely. You fall forward onto your hands, grunting and trying to catch your breath, as I bring my feet back, bracing your weight up, pushing you forward as I rise up, hands on your hips, now on my knees, pumping into you urgently, releasing my load deep into you. We both collapse into a heap as I roll off your back onto mine, bringing you onto my shoulder, both of us breathing hard like we'd run out of a burning house with smoke in our lungs. As we come to, I kiss the top of your head, and you turn up to me to kiss me. Just a smootch to cement what had just transpired. You laugh and say "I don't think we're going to make the summit!" |
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