Mike eased his truck onto the embankment adjacent to the trailhead, ensuring he left space for other hikers. He and Carrie were on their first romantic weekend to the mountains together, finally carving out the time.
"It looks totally empty; this is going to be great!" Carrie announced as they exited the vehicle.
"Just after Labor Day, nobody is taking vacation time anymore, should be all ours." Mike replied, with an eager, and innocent, grin on his face.
"And the weather is fucking gorgeous... we better see some awesome swimming holes." Carrie said as she stripped off her half-zip, revealing a tight, form fitting tee shirt to go with her silkies shorts. Mike appraised, as always, her shoulders and muscled body, somehow accented by her hiking boots.
Mike and Carrie have been inseparable since they recognized their close friendship as roommates was romantic love. In addition to their extremely active and risqué sex life, their interests in the gym, personalities, drive, and ambition yielded a great coupling. Their friends weren't surprised by their eventual infatuation with each other, and the running assumption was when they'd be married, not if.
Carrie took lead on the trail, shouldering her backpack and walking assuredly down the trail. Mike could only appreciate the view of the river they were following, and the firm ass of his girlfriend, swaying and bounding before him. Her hamstrings and calves were tight and defined, only increasing the view capped by her lats poking around her daypack. He thought to himself "I am one lucky guy... that's all for me..."
Both were extremely athletic and loved the outdoors when they weren't in the gym. Carrie's build helped her conquer most sports, from soccer to mountain biking, much to Mike's delight. His athletic career, up until recently, was more endurance, including biking, but had packed on close to 20 pounds of muscle at Carrie's excitement. Fiercely independent, assured, and confident, Carrie was a natural fit for anything solo and outdoors, however having Mike as a partner was something she adored. They were in absolute love.
About two miles down the trail, it cut to the right and descended a rooted portion before rejoining a sizeable creek to their left. Carrie was the first to see it: a break in the undergrowth and the swirling pools nestled between large rocks, with a perfect little beach. "We're getting off the trail here, babe, and I don't care what you think!" She announced, catching his attention to what she changed their plans for. She darted on a game trail down to the beach, Mike in tow, dropping her bag by the water's edge. "Isn't it beautiful?! We're getting in!"
Smiling, Mike agreed, taking off his own bag and peeling his shirt off his torso. Carrie, despite the scenery, quicky admired his body: lean, cut abs, great pecs, hairless, and strong arms. She'd enjoyed his strength as he tossed her around the bedroom, easily flipping her over and into position at his whim. Despite her self-confidence, occasionally she absolutely loved getting manhandled and taken for his pleasure. It was a voluntary loss of control, something she could give Mike while he was most turned on and at his most confident- permission to use her and position her and take control. Other times, she enjoyed using her strength to absolutely dominate him: to push his head down between her legs (not that he ever resisted), or to slam into him as hard as she needed to ensure she earned what was hers.
Mike tossed his shirt down, distracting Carrie out of her brief trance as she imagined griding herself into his chest. She smiled, Mike knowing what kind of thought she was having, before she gripped the hem of her shirt and peeled it off, revealing one of her many sportsbras, cut so low it barely concealed her nipples, now erect at her excitement and her exertion on the trail. It was Mike's turn to stare, loving her smaller, athletic chest perched atop her abs.
"You know, Mike... nobody else was at the trail head..." Carrie purred, smiling, and watching Mike's face wonder the relevance. After a brief second, and her realizing Mike had no clue what she was talking about, she peeled off her bra as well, tossing it on the ground, exposing herself to the warm air. Mike could only smile as her body was further revealed as she turned, bent at the waist, and playfully slid her shorts and underwear down her ass, looking back at him and smiling playfully, revealing herself ready.
"You're right..." Mike giggled in reply, immediately feeling his body react to such a beautiful woman nude in front of him, "Sounds like I should join you in this!"
Where Carrie had the coy seductress act down, Mike had mastered his natural goofy approach, throwing his shorts off and over his boots without a hint of playfulness. Carrie laughed at his eagerness before her eyes recognized the effect she already had on him. As Carrie told several close friends, "Mike is hunnngggg." As a self-described size-queen, she was delighted to find her roommate (at the time) had the largest dick she'd ever seen, including most porn. From the first time she asked to watch him masturbate, she was hooked by his length and girth; his incredible ejaculations and ability to go again and again were just huge perks.
Both standing, nude by a river flowing next to them and looking out of place for still wearing their hiking boots, Carrie strolled over to Mike, making a scene by dramatically swaying over to him. "So babe, are we going to get in? I want to get wet..." She jokingly extended the last word, knowing Mike's biggest and most surefire turn-on was dirty talk, even if it was bordering on sarcastic and humorous. She ran her hands up her body to her breasts, making an overly dramatic show of tweaking her nipples before laughing at her own antics. Mike's body reacted involuntarily.
Not smiling or laughing at all, but with intense intent, Mike, his cock still swelling to full size, took one quick step forward, catching Carrie off guard. She yelped as he grabbed her ass with both hands, pulling her into his cock, now sandwiched between them and sticking up, its length extending up most of her six-pack. Without saying a word, he leaned down and enveloped her mouth in a passionate, desperate kiss, moaning into her in complete need. She responded in kind with a loud exhale, whimpering a moan as his tongue searched for hers. His hands continued to grope her ass, pulling her tighter against him, and up. She could feel his cock against her body, growing harder and harder, making her moan knowing she was going to fuck it soon. His arousal was met with her own, as she felt her beloved heat between her legs, begging to be touched and tasted and fucked. Mike's hands explored deeper and deeper, his reach allowing him to slide a hand over her ass and around her body, reaching her pussy and feeling it already wet. The instant his middle finger slipped into her wetness, both moaned loudly, breaking their kiss, eliciting a panting "fuuuccckkkk..." from Carrie as she felt the first premonition of what she was going to enjoy.
Locking eyes, panting, and needing each other, Carrie looked down to see Mike's enormous cock pointing straight up at her, already dripping with precum, smearing on her abs and dripping down the thick head. She looked up with only her eyes and took one hand from around Mike's neck, spitting in her hand, unblinking and bringing it to Mike's erection. Her hand easily slid from his head, wet with precum oozing out, begging, and her spit, to the base of his cock in one painfully slow motion. Carrie's eyes never left his as she felt him throbbing in her hand, perceptively bouncing with his heartbeat, warm and wet. Upon reaching the base, she returned her wet hand around his neck, this slow moment of intimacy lasting as she slowly grinned. Without warning, she hopped up at Mike, pulling herself up as high as she could get. Surprised, Mike's hands, still firmly on her ass with one finger slowly massaging her pussy, assisted, until she was looking down at Mike, her hardened nipples now at mouth level. Their eye contact never broke, but the intimate gravity of the moment was replaced with smiles and a giggle from Carrie. He knew what to do next as he spread her ass apart and looked down. She turned her gaze down at the throbbing cock he was going to lower her onto, curved deliciously skyward, ready for her. Both lowered her down slowly until she first felt the throbbing and wet head of his thick cock against her pussy, leaving her whimpering in anticipation. Mike, holding her almost solo at this point, Carrie too horny and distracted watching his cock approach her wetness, moved her around, letting his cock drag slowly across her lips, teasing her, then lifting her enough so she could barely feel him. After a few rounds of this teasing, she broke her concentration and looked him in the eye.
