So after my first night I wake up in her bed. Were both naked so I decided to rub her back. She chirped and quickly woke up. We started kissing again and I got on top of her. We fuck properly. This goes on for about ten minutes and I finally cum inside her.
Soon after she and I are taking a shower and discussing the plan of the day. We decided to head over to Golden and check out Lookout Mountain. I wanted to mention this part because it was the closest I've ever been to space on Earth. And that bowl of hydro really helped put things in perspective-Normally I don't smoke but when in Rome ya know?
She tells me about a little hidden spot on another mountain that her college friends used to hang out and party in total seclusion. My brain immediately gave way to my dick and simply asked her to "Lead the Way."
We drive for another twenty minutes to another mountain range. She parks her car in a small clearing and loads another bowl. We smoke and soaked in the view. She plugs her phone in to the car speakers and starts playing "In the Hall of the Mountain King" by Grieg.
This gave me a great idea. I came up from behind her and started kissing her neck and caressing her bewbs. I move my right hand down to her crotch and started rubbing her pussy. She soaked all the way through her jeans.
She undoes her buckle and lowers her jeans. She tells me how bad she wants it and how much she wants the gods to see our act of hedonism.
I comply by pulling out my dick, bent her over the hood of her jeep and proceeded to ram the ever loving fuck out of her cunt. All the while she's moaning and screaming in pure extasy.
This goes on for a good half hour. Pure lust and debauchery. When it's time for me to cum I pull my dick out, turned her around and came in her face. She used my dick to rub it in to her cheeks.
I looked out into the high mountains and I could tell that the old gods and the gods were pleased with my offering.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3i88ap/round_two_in_the_rockies
I love bewbs too!
They’re a thing of beauty are they not?