The view from the trail was spectacular. Hiking the trail to Half-dome was exhilarating, the air crisp and clean, and just the kind of thing we like to do for a getaway. Jack and I have spent the last few years exploring the serenity of the nation's parks, whenever we can steal time away together. We love the peace and quiet of hiking, and camping in the back country. Jack always likes to let me lead as we set out in the morning. He says so he can keep a firm eye on me. I think it's because I'm a better navigator than he is, and so he can keep his eye firmly on my ass. And, I'll be perfectly honest; I like him lusting after by my body. I especially like the way he trembles when I snuggle up against him and whisper "fuck me" in his ear.
On that particular morning, in our tent about 50 yards off the trail, he was still asleep just before dawn when my eyes fluttered open. I had fallen asleep with Jack snuggled up behind me, thick cock still damp from feeding my insatiable hunger, slumbering in the cove that formed at the base of my ass when my frequently spread legs came together. His right arm around me, his hand gently cupping my breast.
During the night, as always, we had settled into our sleeping positions. He always sleeps with one leg exposed. As I gently slipped out of my bed roll, I caught a glimpse of the head of his lovely cock lying limp against his leg, and the beginnings of an x-rated wake call crept into my mind.
Jack and I had met while he was in his medical residency, and I was working as a nurse in the trauma unit. He strode on the unit, acting all cocky and superior one morning, walked right up to me and told me that the one patient we had in common that day was scheduled for surgery and that I needed to get him ready. I turned around and said, "Well Dr. Tinney, it seems like you're behind the power curve this morning. Your patient 'was' going for a tracheotomy this morning, but that procedure has been canceled."
"Why?" He replied. Trying to appear in control in front of his medical student, a slinky little blond that I know was servicing him, or at the very least offering to. And that was fine with me. Someone had to teach him a few things, and keep his attention until I decided he was ready for what I had in mind.
"Because, we were able to get his pulmonary function to improve enough that we got him off the ventilator last night." I said as I handed him the chart. "That's incredible!" he said, eagerly flipping thought the chart. He sent his medical student off to gather info for him, and I leaned in and said "Not incredible, just good strong nursing! Looks like your gonna be the star on rounds this morning." testing the waters to see if HE felt like he was ready.
"Yea, I owe you big time! How about diner?" So cliché. I guess he felt ready. "Sure, if you can get your face outta Blondie's cleavage long enough to read a menu!" He looked genuinely hurt, but he bought me diner that night, asked me out twice the next week, and as they say, the rest is history.
I almost broke it off with him very early on, fifth date actually. While he was an outstanding kisser, and always got an extremely enticing erection during our oral fencing, he had up to that point always left me going to bed with my latex friend. Until, that night, half way through a Seinfeld re-run, I finally whispered "Fuck me, please!" in his ear as his lips inched toward my neck. He looked into my eyes, and held my gaze as I reached down and unzipped his pants, stuck my hand deftly through the opening in his boxers, and began to gently stroke his cock. Oh my, I thought, the timid doctor exceeds expectations.
I sucked his tongue back into my mouth as I pulled him into position in front of me on my living room couch. As he moved to kneel in front of me on the floor, he stared with obvious astonishment as my Lee jeans flew over my head landing out of sight behind the couch.
With our eyes locked on each other, he took both hands and pulled off my very expensive panties, purchased expressly for the purpose of being made into carpet decorations by the good Dr. Feelmeup here. I undid his belt and set his throbbing cock free, and I could picture in my mind the image of his erect penis just inches from my hungry lust. I used my feet to push his pants down, and he freed his muscular legs as I drew mine back up along his flanks. Nipples erect, my finger tips began pulling my fleshy male slot open to accept his special delivery, and he pushed his large headed pole gingerly inside of me. This was the start of what my aching crack had been waiting for, so I leaned my head back and moaned in encouragement, "Oh Yea, that's what momma's been needing!" and he exploded a hot nut all over my finely tanned stomach. Just after his third, very tenuous stroke of my thirsty hole!
My lust was nowhere near ready to return to its long dormancy, so I reacted by tossing my inhibitions the way of my dampened crotch jeans. I had the man I was after alone in my apartment, his pants were in a ball on my couch, and his man meat had just erupted its sweet au jus just north of my finely manicured fire crotch. I was hoping for MUCH more than my steaming ginger cunt had gotten, and I wasn't about let this sexy mother fucker go until I got it! Even if I scared him off, I was too far in to let my quarry flee the field tonight.
I pushed him off of me and flipped over on top of him on the floor as I said' "Oh, Hell no! Don't think you're gonna get off that easily!" He was still oozing jizm when I pounced on him, wrapped my hand firmly around the base of his shaft and took him into my mouth. His head passed my lips and spurted out the last of his life giving load as I throated him and tasted his cum mixed with the spice of my body. When I was sure his initial load was spent, I settled into a slow, licking, kissing, and sucking celebration of the fact that I had at least one round of this sexy mans cum on me and was beginning the quest for more.
Jack was moaning and timidly touching my hair, and I could tell I was edging him closer to feeding me a full helping of his hot wiggle juice. Jack reached down and took my hand and pulled. I looked up at him, never losing the air tight lock I had on my prey, to see him looking at me, "Let me taste you", the words came out of his mouth in a soft whisper, and I spun my body around, and stopped as my hot clit found a wonderful spot to linger. Those unbound (naked) yoga classes really paid off.
I couldn't decide what felt better, his tongue dancing between my lips, or his cock throbbing on my tongue, when his hands found my nipples. His caressing of my breasts was slow but very effective, and my sex engine began the build up for its run for the sun.
The good Dr. Tinney had obviously paid very close attention during his med school anatomy class, as he demonstrated with his cunning linguistic dissertation on the erogenous zones of nurse Dane Clarke's tasty twat. Jack's tongue rimmed my decidedly underworked vagina with slow, tantalizing thoroughness. His lip service deftly commanded the attention of my firming clitoris, and this devil's silver tongue expertly lashed my sensitive labia, with more than enough innate talent to capture this nurse's attention.
Jack stopped abruptly. Shuddering a little, I lifted up, looked down between our bodies at his face, met his gaze, and heard "Get on your hands and knees!" I couldn't get into position fast enough! I had just got clear of his body when his fingers slid inside me. His thumb first, then a couple of his longer digits. As his fingers probed the depths of my glistening crack, he gently pressed his pussy wettened thumb past my anal sphincter. I froze, and then hungrily rocked back against his hand. He thoroughly explored me as I begged for more, "Oh God Yea!", "I really like that Baby!" Jack pulled his digits out of my cock caves, and I lowered my upper body to my elbows in anticipation of what I prayed was about to happen, and was about half way through a deep cleansing breath when he mounted me.
His cock entered my pussy and hit my magic spot on the first stroke. Not intensely enough to make me cum straight off, but his staff's relentless prodding ratcheted up my revving engine with a profoundly cumulative effect. Jack stroked me for what felt like hours, and yet not near long enough. Just as I was nearing the edge, Jack stopped his assault on the tenderest part of me. He held his dazzlingly erect penis still enough that I could count his heartbeat thundering inside my chasm, leaned over and whispered "Turn over Baby".
I turned over hoping to be boned into oblivion, and found Jack had something totally mind-blowing planned for me. As I reached for him, he kissed me passionately, and lowered his face to my left breast. He began there by kissing the nipple gently, then a gentle lick, a maddeningly gentle tug from his teeth as he expelled a breath of hot air over the sensitive button of pleasure.
When he paused, I yanked him on top of me and he again looked into my eyes. I was eager to be ridden and tried to pull him inside of me, and he said "Wait, are you comfortable?"
I managed to pant out a breathy "Yes."
"Are you enjoying the sex?"
"Oh, Yea!" Not really sure where he was going with this, but more than willing swim in those eyes long enough to find out.
