It’s late October and my wife and I are spending time out at our house near the Smoky Mountains in eastern Tennessee. The Smokies in the fall is truly one of my favorite places on this planet. There’s always an amazing display of color mixed with the sounds and smells of leaves, evergreen trees and a cleanliness to the air you have to breath to understand. There is almost always a mountain stream or river close by that you can either see or hear whenever you’re on a hike. The constant smell of a campfire or a fireplace just adds to the magic for me in this piece of God’s country. The challenge is learning where to hike given how many people like to visit this area, especially in the fall. Having grown up around the mountains, I know a lot of the trails that are off the beaten path. One Monday afternoon, my wife and I decide to take a hike to a series of Cascades and waterfalls that are not on most of the visitor guides to the park. As avid lovers of the Smokies, we frequently are in the park and thus were used to running into a lot of different people from different states.
On this specific Monday we arrived in the early afternoon to the parking area for the trail we plan to hike and were surprised when there were a few cars already there. Maybe our secret trail list has been leaked I say to my wife, still thankful it is only a few cars and not hundreds that you see at the more popular tourist hikes. We begin our hike and about a mile into it we come across a younger couple that is taking pictures at one of the waterfalls off to the side of the trail. What caught my attention about this couple is they did not look like the stereo typical outdoor people. Pretty trendy for the mountains and honestly were dressed closer to what I see in NYC or London roaming the city. As we approached them the woman noticed us and asked if we could please take their picture in a very thick Eastern European accent. This made sense as it explained their European flair to their outfits for the day. Both appeared to be ten years or so younger than us, probably late 20s, the guy was about 6’3, pretty stock build, had dark brown hair with some length to it in the back and sides. The girl was around 5’6, very athletic with long, dark auburn hair with red highlights. Wearing running pants and a tight top, both of which were very colorful with blinged up leather boots. I respond that I am more than happy to take some pictures for them and spend about 5 minutes helping pose them at the waterfall. I hand the woman back the camera and ask her to look at them and make sure she is happy with them. They both smile and nod yes. Then the girl asked me what else was on this trail that they could go see? We gave them a few different spots that we thought were great to stop and enjoy or take some pictures of and then sent them on their way. My wife and I made some other stops for pictures on the same trail and the couple soon was far ahead of us and was out of sight.
About an hour into our hike, we come to an area where the creek is steeply descending from the mountain to create a long, very beautiful cascade. The bottom of the cascade is about 40 feet or so below the trail but there is a path down to the water with a couple of smaller Cascades visible from the base. We look down at the cascade and to our surprise we had found the couple that we had taken a picture of earlier on the trail. Only now the girl was on her knees with her boyfriend’s erection in her mouth and hands. This caught both of us off guard, but I was curious what my wife’s reaction would be as she’s never been in a voyeuristic situation to watch an unknown couple have any sort of sexual intimacy. I looked at my wife and asked “what do you think of this? Seems that literally they’re making the most of their trip to the mountains.” Her eyes are fixated on the couple, and she says, “I kind of feel guilty for watching them but it’s also really erotic.” I have had a few different voyeuristic fantasies that I somewhat shared with my wife over the years, without much reaction from her one way or the other. Ever the opportunist, I thought there’s no time better than now to see how this goes. I suggested to my wife that we try to discreetly watch them and see what happens. So, we move back behind some of the trees where it would be very difficult for them to see us up on the ridge. We watch as she works on her lover’s member for several minutes, mixing up an aggressive twisting motion with her hands and sucking motion with very slow, careful kisses and circling her tongue around the edge of his cock.
After about five minutes of this, he pulls her up, pulls down her running tights, and then layes her back against one of the boulders next to the mountain stream. He gets down on his knees, places his hands around her hips, and we can see he buries his face deep inside her wetness. Although we are truly not close to them, we can begin to hear her moans, which is surprisingly very erotic and turning both of us on. He continues to work on his lover for another five minutes or so, at which point they put a blanket down on the ground, he removes his shorts and lies on his back. She comes over and straddles him, taking her lover deep inside of her. She leans forward to kiss him while gently rocking back-and-forth on his shaft. After a couple minutes she sits straight up and begins to pick up her intensity riding him, almost as if in the same rhythm as the sound of the water cascading over the rocks next to them. Another few minutes goes by, and she stops, gets up off of him as he starts picking his self-up off the ground. She gets on her knees and bends over, and her lover slides in behind her and takes her from behind. He wastes no time in picking up his intensity and we can hear both talking and moaning, though honestly, we’re not sure what they were saying as we didn’t understand their language. We didn’t need to. It was incredibly sensual to watch two people from another country completely absorbed into each other in this ideal natural setting. You could hear them both moaning louder and louder and about two minutes later her lover pulls out and cover her ass in the product of their lovemaking. He rolls over to his back on the ground and she falls on him. We decide it’s time to let our lovers be and we continue our journey.
Our hike takes us about another 3/4 of a mile up the trail to a waterfall that is truly very hard to find unless you know exactly where it is. It is hidden behind a lot of brush so that there’s not any clear sign the trail will take you to anything other than more trees. Our conversation is centered almost entirely around watching this couple have sex, how that made each of us feel, and if that made us want to explore any element of that life further. It was getting late, so we did not stay that long at the falls as we wanted to get back to our car before it became completely dark. I’m also not sure where my wife is mentally, knowing she is still very turned on, but I know she is also working through her own feelings of what just happened. Meanwhile, I am out of my mind turned on and thinking it would be a waste of the secluded waterfall on a perfect Autumn evening to just leave without having our own outdoor adventure. I asked my wife how she was doing and could tell she was getting a little worried about getting back before it gets too dark given we are in the middle of nowhere. We start our way back down the trail and it is a much faster voyage. In about 45 minutes we are at the last waterfall area, about 10 minutes from where our vehicle is. It happens to be that this last waterfall is one of our favorites in the entire park and so we stop to sit down and enjoy it for a few minutes. My wife looks at me and says I must tell you that watching that couple made me incredibly turned on. I didn’t ever think it would but that was one of the more erotic things I’ve ever experienced. At that point I can’t take it anymore so I reach over and start the passionately kiss her and say I can’t begin to tell you how happy that makes me to hear you say that. It turned me on, it really turned me on and honestly, I need you now.
My wife makes a heavy sigh/moan and starts frantically kissing me. Within seconds our hands are all over each other, and we’re both fighting to get our hands inside of each other shorts so we can feel each other ‘s excitement. My wife lets out a deep moan when she discovers that I am fully erect and ready to play. My wife pushes me back so she can take me in her mouth at which point I stop her and say, “no you first.” I push her back, pull her shorts down, and bury my fingers and tongue deep inside of her wetness. I must’ve been frantically obsessed with her as within what seemed like minutes she is uncontrollably moving around and starts telling me she is cumming. Not wanting to wait any longer. I pull her up to her knees, I stand up and say OK now take me. She takes me in her mouth, and I say get me wet because I want in you. She works with me for about 30 seconds to get me as wet as possible. I pull her up, lean her forward on one of the boulders next to us, then take her from behind. I tell her that between watching her in those tight pants and then watching the other couple have sex outside consumed me to the point that all I wanted to do is get in you from behind. She looks back at me and says God baby I know I wanted you so bad ever since I watched them. I am now just thrusting in and out of her as hard as I can. The excitement of what’s happened over the course of the past few hours is almost too much for me as within a couple minutes I’m ready to explode. I ask her where she wants me to cum and she says on her ass. I pull out, I take my hands and slide my erection between her ass cheeks while pushing her soft cheeks around my erection, sliding myself up and down. Within seconds I’m cuming all over her ass and her lower back. I lean forward, feeling the heat of our bodies and my explosion on my skin. We are now still breathing very heavily, trying to kiss as much as we can while telling the other how much we badly needed that, how we wanted each other and how much more we want to do to each other later that night. Realizing it was almost dark, we clean up the best that we can and then start to walk back up the trail towards the parking lot. As we get to the bridge right before the parking area, we find the couple that we were watching make love earlier on the hike. The girl stops us and says hello I hope you don’t mind but we saw you watching us, and we thought it was very erotic. We were hoping we’d find both of you again and then we found you making love to each other we hoped you wouldn’t mind letting us watch you in return.
My wife and I both smiled, feeling somewhat embarrassed but also somewhat excited that someone had watched us and said wow we had no idea you were there thank you for letting us watch you. I said we’re sorry as we didn’t mean to spy, we just were very captivated with the two of you. The couple was holding hands, looked at each other, smiled and kissed each other briefly. They looked over at us and said we’ve only gotten to do something like that once in our life. It was amazing to watch two other people passionately make love to each other in a setting like this. The woman then asked us “Are you heading back into town?” We said we were as we own a house here; we were going to clean up and go to dinner. We asked what about them. They said they just got into town last night and this was their first-time hiking in the mountains. We asked if they had done anything in town and they said they had not. We asked if they would like to meet us for dinner as we we’re happy to show them around town. They both said that would be great and asked where should we meet up? We suggested meeting at one of our favorite brewery’s that usually has live music in the evenings. It dawned on me we had no idea of their names, so I said by the way, I am Devin, and this is Mandy. They smiled and said our names are Luka and Mia….
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/qcfrhy/voyeur_hiking_part_1