*Author’s Note: This is a 100% true story about my ex-girlfriend, who I am calling Angie. I had a lot of sexual adventures with Angie before (and even after) we broke up. If you like this story, please let me know! Comment or DM me. If I get encouragement, I’ll write more memories of Angie.*
I had been dating Angie for less than a year when I took her on one of my favorite hikes. You park on the side of a gravel road just outside of town, and hike way back through oaks, bay laurels, and chaparral. The trail climbs and climbs until suddenly you’re way up, overlooking my hometown and the bay. On clear days you can even see San Francisco.
What’s amazing about this hike is that there’s a hidden grove of redwood trees at the top. No matter how hot the day, you can sit in the shade beneath these redwoods and breathe in cool air from the bay. I’d hiked this trail a lot when I was single, and I was excited to share it with Angie.
Angie was the sexiest girl I’d ever dated. She had thick, coppery red hair, which she usually wore tucked back into a loose bun. I loved to tuck free strands back behind her ear, stroking her neck with my fingertips or planting a kiss just beneath her jawline. Angie was short, with a slim body, small firm breasts with large nipples, and wide hips.
On this hike, she wore a white tank top with a sports bra underneath, and shorts that showed off her ass and strong legs. I couldn’t stop staring at her, amazed that she was dating me.
We talked a lot as we hiked, sharing our lives with each other. Sometimes we stopped for a snack or water break, and sometimes we stopped to make out in the shadows of the trees. There were very few other hikers on the trail. Sometimes when we passed a male hiker, I’d catch him eyeing Angie from behind. It could have made me feel jealous, but instead it turned me on.
We reached the top of the hike after two hours of steady climbing. We were both covered in a sheen of sweat and breathing hard. Loose strands of coppery hair framed Angie’s elfin face. We had reached the redwoods.
I felt happy seeing Angie’s reaction to the massive trees. She walked around them a while, running her hands over the fibrous bark, admiring their width and height. Then we sat down on a huge fallen branch and ate lunch.
It was a warm day, and here at the top of the hills was our first experience of a cool breeze. Angie took off her tank top, letting the wind cool down the skin around her sports bra. I lowered myself and licked up some sweat from her belly.
Angie giggled, and we started kissing. I buried my fingers in her thick red hair, and Angie held my back and thigh. Pretty soon, she felt my cock stiffening inside my shorts.
I started whispering in Angie’s ear about how sexy she was, and how I couldn’t stop looking at her ass all along the trail. Angie replied that she’d been fantasizing about pulling me off the trail and giving me a blowjob.
I looked Angie in the eye and asked why she didn’t.
Angie blushed. She stood and told me to follow her.
Angie led me to the inside of a circle of huge redwood trees. From here, we could see the hiking trail, but we hadn’t seen another person for over half an hour. Angie asked me if I wanted her to give me a blowjob, and I grinned and said yes!
Angie got down on her knees in the soft grass at the base of the redwood trees. She unzipped my shorts, reached in, and freed my cock. I was half-stiff at this time.
Angie took my cock into her mouth, rubbing her lips and tongue over my rapidly swelling head. She grabbed the base of my cock with her hand, pumping.
My cock quickly got harder. Angie adjusted herself, scooting closer on her knees. She grabbed onto my hips, and started bobbing on my cock, taking more into her mouth. I put my fingers into her thick red hair and guided her head up and down.
With Angie squatting on the ground, I could see the firm twin humps of her ass, pressing out against her short hiking shorts. Angie kept slurping up and down on my dick, breathing hard through her nose. Her eyes were closed, focused on giving me pleasure.
Finally Angie lifted off my cock for a breath. Her mouth and chin were slick with thick saliva. I lifted her to my face and gave her a wet, deep kiss. I whispered in Angie’s ear that I wanted her to turn around and lean against the redwood tree.
Angie asked what we should do if a hiker came up. I shrugged and said that we would just keep fucking. Angie blushed, and turned around.
Angie grabbed onto the thick bark of the red wood tree. I reached around and unbuttoned her shorts, then pulled them down to her knees, taking her panties with them. I could see the mound of her pussy through her thighs, pink and wet.
I got behind Angie, and grabbed onto her breast through her sports bra. I started kissing her neck and shoulders while massaging her breast and pinching at her nipple. With my other hand, I guided the head of my cock between her thighs. My cock was still wet with her saliva, and it slid through towards her pussy.
I entered Angie, and thrust deep in one smooth movement. Angie cried out, but quickly muffled her voice. I brought my hand up to her mouth and covered it with my palm.
Angie braced herself against the redwood as I fucked her from behind. I slid a finger into her mouth, and she sucked hard, moaning quietly. Her red hair was bobbing with each thrust. I slammed against her wide ass, the built up lust of the hike driving me harder and harder.
I whispered in Angie’s ear when I was ready to cum. She nodded, running her tongue around my finger. I pulled Angie towards me and wrapped my arms around her body, squeezing her tight as I came inside her.
Angie and I stood like that, my hand braced against the redwood tree, for a few minutes. We breathed together, enjoying the quiet of the redwoods.
Finally I pulled myself out, and we cleaned up and returned to our branch, where our backpacks, and Angie’s tank top, waited. Our faces were flushed, and we kept giggling, amazed at what we’d done.
I stayed with Angie for a number of years, but the relationship didn’t last. Angie and I had a lot more sexual adventures after that, but the redwoods have always stayed clear in my mind.
I’ve returned to that hike after I broke up with Angie. I’ve taken other girls up here. I even took the woman who is now my hike. I never did anything more than kissing with other women beneath those redwoods. But every time I return to that quiet grove of giants, I remember An
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I will dream of Angie and those beautiful trees