The Time I [M] Reached Climax at 14,000 ft [F]

*Skip to ^^^^^^^ if you want to skip the approach and get to the peak of the action, but I certainly think any summit is well worth the climb up.*

It’s 6 AM, and I’m only a few miles into my hike – exhausted from the previous days of hiking – when I realize I left my hiking poles a quarter-mile down the trail after taking a break and, reluctantly, head back down to grab them. Just as I reach them, I see a young woman hiking towards me.

She’s got blond hair done up in a short ponytail, sunglasses covering most of her face, a cute smile, and a runner/hiker’s build. She looks confused as to why I’m hiking back down the trail so early, so I mention with a laugh that I forgot my hiking poles and quickly turn back up the trail.

I’ve got a 15+ mile hike climbing two of Colorado’s 14,000 ft peaks including a long, rocky traverse on the ridge connecting them (bonus points if you can guess the two peaks) and don’t want to waste anytime. This is the third summer I’ve come out to Colorado with the goal of doing as many 14ers as I can manage. While it’s long been a fantasy to hookup with someone I meet hiking in the Rockies and there’s no greater aphrodisiac for me than the outdoors, I don’t expect us to keep the same pace, much less anything actually happen.

Nonetheless, as I keep hiking we continually pass each other as I take a bathroom break, catch up, take a wrong turn, catch up, slow for an icy stream crossing, stop to put on sunscreen and grab a snack – all while sharing smiles and conversation along the way. Eventually, we stick together as it’s clear we’ve got a similar pace and we reach the steepest part of the climb so there’s not use in rushing ahead.

With the sun now up, I have a chance to get a better look at her. She looks to be a couple years over 30 and sports a running vest over a light jacket that hides her upper frame, and running shorts that show off her strong legs but keep me wondering how cold she’ll get. I’m a few days away from 28 with a runners build from my days as a cross-country star, medium-length, dark brown hair, and scruff that’s been building over the course of my trip and hints at my half-Hispanic heritage. I’m wearing running tights that highlight some of my best features, a colorful hat, and a light jacket.

I find out she’s only planning on doing the first peak, but I suggest she do the traverse with me as it only adds a mile more in round-trip distance. She’s hesitant but after we reach the first peak and enjoy the views, she decides she’s game. At this point I’m starting to check her out more, thinking how nice it would to run my hands up and down her legs. I sit right next to her on the summit and she doesn’t move at all. We’ve got a long hike left but it’s clear that there are some possibilities in play. We take summit photos of each other before another hiker asks if we want a photo together which we ~awkwardly~ agree to before taking off along the ridge.

This is where the hike really becomes fun as we scramble across rocky areas of the ridge for a while before the trail disappears into a small snowfield. We scramble down the left side of the ridge, while following screenshot directions from my iPhone. After some initial confusion, lots of boulder hopping, crossing and slipping across several snowfields, we can finally see the path to the second summit.

We stop for snacks and to reapply sunscreen when, Sarah, as I had learned her name was, swaps clothing. While we each certainly had ample opportunities to check out each other’s asses and lower halves, this gives me my first look at her upper frame as she takes off her jacket revealing a tank top that shows off some impressive cleavage as she bends down to put her jacket in her pack. Her tits are at least D cups as I can only imagine how big her tits are when not pinned down by the sports bra that’s sneaking out of her tank top. Working quickly to conceal my hard-on in my form-fitting running tights, we start to make our way back up to the ridge for the final climb.

We reach the summit just as we see another group of hikers is heading back down the mountain the other way. Feeling emboldened now that she’s still not tired of me after around six hours of hiking, I say, “Looks like we’ve got the summit all to ourselves. We can do whatever we want.”

She laughs.

^^^^^^^

I wait for her to sit down and grab a rocky spot next to her out of the wind where I can casually press my leg up against hers. We talk casually for a while about trail running, our respective road trips, and some cool spots in town while trading some flirtatious touching. As strangers alone on top of a mountain with plenty of hiking left, we’re clearly both a bit hesitant to make a move.

We shift to another spot that’s a bit less rocky, which allows me to put my arm around her back and slowly shift closer to her. Topics shift to the more and more mundane. Each time we turn to face each other in conversation our faces are a bit closer. My adrenaline is running high in anticipation of what’s next and I can hear her voice quake here and there. The air may have been thin but the tension was thick.

Screw it. I decide to make a move. I lean my body closer to hers, as she starts rambling about some clouds in the distance and I know she’s just doing whatever she can to keep the conversation going. I turn my head towards hers as she continues talking until she turns towards me again and I go in for the kiss.

We start making out softly when I grab onto her to steady myself for balance. We both let out a passionate sigh through our kissing as the adrenaline begins to sharply course through my body. I want my hands all over her body but not wanting to rush proceed slowly yet intentionally as we continue passionately kissing. My hands move under her tank top, up her thighs, take her tank off, over her ass, underneath her tank top. I start kissing and nibbling along her neck and collarbone. My hands move to play with her breasts over her sports bra, then tease just inside the lining of her shorts, lightly over her shorts and between her legs as she squirms towards me, her quickening breaths encouraging me with every step.

I go to lift her sports bra up, which isn’t at all easy given the size of her breasts, so she gives me a hand as I kiss her neck. My hands reach down to feel her breasts when I feel something solid near her nipple. I look down and see barbells across each nipple. I’m ecstatic – two fantasies in one day.

“Your nipples are pierced?! That’s so fucking hot.”

She smiles, staring excitedly into my eyes

Our kissing intensifies as we move our hands ravenously across each other’s bodies as I give her nipples and impressive breasts extra attention. Her hands work their way from my shoulders to by lower back, to my ass. As I reach inside her running shorts to tease her clit, she breaks from kissing me as her breathing spikes. As my fingers move from her to clit down to her pussy lips, I feel how wet she is and slide a finger inside. Her hands are running over my hardened cock shortly after. Before reaching inside my tights and grabbing my eager cock.

We resituate ourselves on the rocky summit while each sliding down our bottoms to give each other easier access. I’m swooning as she kisses me deeply while passionately stroking my cock, my fingers in her wet pussy only adding to my ecstasy.

I feel myself building as she strokes me faster. Confident that I can go another round if need be. I tell her I’m going to cum if she keeps it up. She holds nothing back and soon I’m shooting jets of warm semen into her hand and onto the nearby rocks.

“Fuck!” I shout as she breaks her kiss with me, smiles, and laughs.

We clean up as well as we can and admit to how we’ve been checking each other out for a while now. The post-cum let down from the high at 14,000 ft with all that adrenaline was something else. I was admittedly light headed for a bit and could feel hormones still rushing through my blood.

After cooling down, I ask her if she wants to do anything else and that I have a pretty short refractory period. Surprised, she asks if I have a condom. Regrettably, I do not. She goes back and forth about whether she want to fuck me without one. Though I’m not going to push her, I will tease her. We’re standing up and I kiss her for a while with my hands feeling up and down her backside before spinning her around to give us both an incredible view of the valley we hiked through this morning.

Kissing her neck, I move my hands across her breasts as she starts to moan. I move my hands down to her shorts and run my fingers inside her waistband before sliding her shorts down and grabbing a handful of her beautifully, toned ass. I take my cock out again and start to tease her as I bend her over and take in one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen between her body and the mountains surrounding us.

Before I go too far, she stops me and we both agree it’s probably best to be safe. I start to gather my stuff for the trip down the mountain when she tells me she’s got a few condoms in her car.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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