You’d think blueberry picking is pretty lame, right? Well, not this time! [MF]

It was the first week in July, and we’d just had another one of those sweltering, muggy 4ths. The dog days. Even hanging out at the beach was getting to be intolerable until later in the evening, and by then it was almost dark anyway.

I think it was maybe the 7th when the humidity broke. Finally, A wave of thunderstorms rolled through, and man, what a relief. I could tell the next day was going to be one of those uniquely fantastic summer days, bright, sunny, and dry. A quick glance at the weather forecast confirmed my gut feeling, the next day was going to be a high of 78, 0% chance of precipitation, and 20% humidity. The perfect day to take off work and get out and do something outside. Mary and I were still dating at this point and had spent the previous week partying at the lake in the heat, so something a bit more relaxed was probably going to be the right choice.

July around here is a great time for blueberry picking, and being local, I knew a few good spots. We set an alarm early, made a quick list for a picnic lunch, and spent a while relaxing with some wine on the screen porch enjoying the cool breeze and listening to the whippoorwill. We were both tired and not particularly horny despite the wine, so we turned in early, even though the couch on the screen porch was a really enjoyable spot for a fuck on nights like these.

We rolled out of bed the next morning, and got dressed right away. We’d gotten into the habit of getting ready early like this since so many hiking destinations up north involve a 2-3hr drive. We always slept naked, and I rolled over to watch Mary get up, slipping straight into her running shorts, her ample breasts swung slightly as she stood up to grab her t-shirt, not bothering to put on a sports bra; I guess she figured we wouldn’t be running and bouncing around much. Mary had a slight but athletic build, with a tapering waist, a full chest, nice round hips, and graceful muscled legs. Fuck, I was a lucky guy.

Mary chuckled at my morning wood as I stood, “look who’s up!” She was obviously checking me out, looking over her shoulder while stuffing a few things in her daypack. I decided to play it up, lazily stretching and making an overly dramatic yawn, purposely thrusting my hips out slowly to put my cock out in full view for her to appreciate. I knew I was looking good lately, years of triathlon had kept me slim, but with my recent kettlebell obsession starting about 6 months ago, I was probably the most muscular I’d ever been so far in my life.

“Watch it there handsome – we still need to pack lunch and get going!” Mary shot over her shoulder as she strode out of our room toward the kitchen.

I grabbed my day pack, threw in a water bottle, a few snacks, a beach towel, and a few plastic grocery bags just in case we hit the motherload of blueberries, and went out to toss all that and two plastic buckets for berries in the trunk.

30 mins later we were on our way in the car.

We arrived around 10am, and it was still fairly cool as we started up the trail. The blueberries were about half way up on a rocky slope where the trees couldn’t grow tall or thick enough to shade them out. The hike up wasn’t challenging, but there were a few sections we had to scramble.

I made it up the first steep section, and turned around to wait for Mary as she scrambled up the rocks. Her t-shirt was pretty loose, with a low cut neck and a high midriff. Not quite daisy duke style, but if she tied a knot in it you’d get something close. I caught a slight glimpse of her breasts as she climbed up toward me, and felt my heart skip a beat as my cock swelled slightly in my running shorts. Mary definitely caught me looking, reacting with a smile as she jiggled her breasts side to side with a half joking, half enticing, expression. I got a passing peck on the lips as she went by, and quickly returned the favor with a quick smack on her ass. She laughed again and headed off up the trail as I had no choice but to follow behind with my cock tenting my shorts.

15 minutes after we got started we spotted the first blueberry bushes. At this elevation on the mountain they were still growing in shade, and really not worth picking over. We passed them by, and after another scramble up a rocky ledge, we came out of the woods and into the bright late morning sun on the north east slopes of the mountain.

We spent the next two hours two picking berries, joking ,laughing, and occasionally just silently enjoying the view and being outside. As the sun climbed, the temperature started to rise a bit, nothing too uncomfortable, but taking off my slightly damp t-shirt felt pretty nice. Mary shot me a jealous look “no fair…” “I’ve got no problem if you want to take yours off, haha” Mary jokingly stuck out her tongue and kept on quietly going over the patch she’d just settled into, grinning over in my direction.

Pretty soon it was time for lunch, so we found a shady spot some distance off the main trail behind a rock wall and under some scrubby oak trees where the juniper and blueberry bushes weren’t too thick. We had a nice view to the east under the oak bows, and set to lunch. I didn’t tell Mary, but I’d picked a more secluded spot on purpose, after all, you never know when the mood might strike.

Luckily for us, the bugs weren’t too bad, so after lunch we spent some time just lying on our picnic blanket listening to the breeze. Mary reached over and caressed my arm lightly with her fingertips. I was still shirtless, and just lay there for a minute enjoying the feeling of her caress, and the light breeze wafting up the mountainside.

I rolled over onto my side, and looked over at Mary blissfully smiling back at me as I wrapped my arm over her, and leaned in to gently kiss her on the lips. That moment I felt a surge between my legs, a tingling gnawing sensation as my balls tightened slightly and my cock began to swell as Mary pressed her body against mine. I could feel her erect nipples through her t-shirt against my chest. I caressed her face, and ran my fingers through her hair as she pressed her tongue between my lips hungrily. I felt my erection twitch involuntarily pressing against her stomach, my light running shorts barely holding it in.

My hand ran up under Mary’s shirt, massaging her left breast. I could feel Mary’s fingernails scratching my back, her hand sliding down my body to wrap around my cock, over my shorts. I was so hard at this point that one slight move was all it took for my cock to slip out under the elastic around my leg on the built-in briefs. Mary inhaled deeply, and let out a gravelly sigh as she began to gently stroke my shaft.

By this point I had Mary’s t-shirt rolled up, and I broke from her lips to glance down at her full breasts and erect nipples. Mary’s tits were beautiful – full, round, soft, with nice round areolas and perky pink nipples. I squeezed her breast a little harder and leaned in, kissing with greater passion before sliding my hand down under the elastic of her shorts.

Mary’s favorite position to be fingered was just like this, lying on her side, kissing me. She was the only girl I’d been with that had such a strong preference for this position, and I still haven’t figured out exactly why. I took full advantage of the moment and reached down, first grabbing her ass, my fingers reaching lower between her cheeks and the back of her thighs toward her pussy. Her shorts were in the way a bit so I quickly slid the elastic lower. Mary obliged by arching her back slightly, lifting her ass up and slipped her shorts the rest of the way down between her knees as I squeezed her ass again, the tips of my fingers just grazing her soaking wet labia. My god she was wet…

I slipped my middle finger just slightly inside her, using her wetness to slide up between her inner lips to start gently stroking her clit. Mary kept her back arched, and I admired the curve of her hips, and her ass slightly sticking up in the air as I increased my tempo. Mary was breathing hard in my ear, and began to tremble slightly, whispering “don’t stop….. Ohhh” I kept going as my hand began to tire, pushing through to bring her to orgasm, her body shaking as she squeezed her legs together around my hand. I kissed her deeply as she came hard. She opened her mouth, holding back a scream as her hips bucked, she was now almost face down in my arms.

I withdrew my hand, massaging her ass as Mary collapsed gasping. We kissed again, and I sat up onto my knees to pull her shorts off the rest of the way as she ripped off her t-shirt. She sat up and pulled my shorts down, my cock springing free. It wasn’t long before she grasped it with one hand and took me into her mouth, sucking me in slow and deep. I enjoyed watching her lips pursed around my throbbing cock, but the blowjob didn’t last long, I could tell what Mary really wanted. In one movement, she pushed one hand on my chest, and I rolled over onto my back, as she smoothly moved to straddle me, placing a hand on my chest as she took my cock in the other, sliding me into her sopping wet pussy. My rock hard dick slipped in easily as Mary bore down slowly, taking me all the way inside her soaked pussy – grinding her hips as she bottomed out on my cock.

I watched her breasts bouncing in front of my face. I thirstily sucked up a niple, slurping loudly as our bodies moved. I reached back to grab her ass with both hands, spreading her ass cheeks as she began to ride up and down my cock. I could feel her pussy clenching as she gasped, riding me with increasing tempo. Suddenly we were fucking hard, and louder than we should have as her ass cheeks clapped over my balls. I was gripping her hips and driving in our of her pussy at a pretty rapid rate when she leaned forward and kissed me hard, simultaneously bearing all the way down on my cock, her muscles clenched tight around me. That was the moment of no return, I was going to cum. Her sloppy wet pussy was clenched around my cock, her body pressed against mine – I could feel my balls tighten as waves of tension unleashed, my member pulsing, pumping streams of cum deep inside her. Mary gasped in my ear…

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