The tall shale pile was our last obstacle.
Hope was three full strides in front of me as her eyes focused on her footing and her ankles gingerly adjusted to the uneven ground. We were almost at the end of the first part of the hike. We had started up the mountain just a cup of coffee after dawn and the switchbacks for the last two miles had left our thighs burning and our lungs huffing. At least it was a gorgeous day; sunrise was in the high fifties and dry and as we were getting to the top of the trail after passing maybe a dozen other hikers over the past four hours, the air was still crisp and dry even as the temperatures had slowly moved into the high sixties and was flirting with the seventies. I was about to start my scramble up the loose rocks so I tightened my pack straps and took one last look at Hope’s ass before I started to focus on my own steps.
Twenty minutes later, my thighs burned but I could exhale in accomplishment. I wiped the sweat pouring from my forehead with my cotton covered arm and I collected myself. Hope had finished the scramble a minute or two ahead of me and she had tilted her head back to allow a liter of cold water go down her throat. Her breasts were firmly outlined underneath her sweat covered shirt. She was in an athletic stance with her feet just outside of her shoulders and a slight bend in her hips with power stored in her muscular thighs, ready to jump or run.
I collected myself and took a long swig from the camelback. One more deep breath and I walked over to my lover and companion. I looped my arm around her waist,pulled her tight against me and relaxed as she put her head against my shoulder and sank into me. We stayed like this for a few minutes as we looked out over the cotton ball clouds in the valley. Four or five miles away was another mountain taller than the one we were on. We could see a steady stream of hikers, or at least the glitter and flitter of light flickering off of watches and canteens.
“This is amazing”
“Thank you for suggesting that we do this!”
“I deserve a reward for that” She smiled and chuckled as I glanced down the trail. There was no one at the bottom and if we took a few more steps, we would be shielded from view.
“Yes you do… loosen your belt”
She squeaked…”I’m not getting naked here
“I whispered in her ear as I led her around the trail bend…”We can have your reward with all of your clothes on.” I started to suck on her ear as my left hand controlled her hip. She turned her head up to me, exposing her neck and beginning to moaning even as her hands worked at loosening her belt. I could feel her canvas pants relax even as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned even deeper into me.My right hand snaked around her hips and took off the waist button and then unzipped her pants before I darted down into her pants. My lips moved to the back of her neck and I assaulted the curve where her neck joined her left shoulder. I could feel her tense up as my fingers cupped her mound.”Goddamn, you are hot and I can feel you getting wet”
“You do that toooo mee… “she elongated her syllables as my middle finger ran ever so slowly up and down the rough cotton fabric of her Hanes bikini bottoms. I think today’s version were her key lime green pair. I began to tap my middle finger against her as her fingers dug into my shoulders.
“Touch me”
“No” and I continued to run my middle finger up and down her slit, slowly spreading her lips even as my pinky and thumb pressed against her thighs. My index and ring fingers began to gently trace the top of her lips even as my middle finger pushed against the wet cotton barrier. She gasped and lost her legs for a moment the first time I pressed against her clit. The ridge of my palm pushed down against the top of her mound giving her clit almost nowhere go except to receive the insistent circle of my middle finger.
I moved us back a few feet as i stretched my middle finger and curled it. Now the base of my hand was pressuring her clit as I pushed her underwear into her vagina. A cotton covered knuckle entered her and this is how I controlled her cautious steps backwards until I could lean against a battered old pine tree. That tree supported our weight as her ass was grinding into my crotch and she would jerk and jump as I hit the right spot. Every time she gasped, I repeated three times whatever I had done. Positive feedback mechanic isms are quite effective as I was beginning to feel wounds in my shoulders.Another cotton covered knuckle was in her and then I could feel her tighten, gasp and then loose herself. She almost broke my wrist as I had to support her bucking hips from a not too deep claw grip. I withdraw from her pussy and slowly,ever too slowly brought my hand up out of her pants.
“Ever had so much fun with all of your clothes on?”
She could not answer for several minutes.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hmv5co/mountain_trail_fun