Light From the Darness

Taylor and I finished off our first month of marriage by starting to plan a cabin trip with her family. Every Memorial Day weekend, her parents rented a large cabin up in the mountains for them and their siblings and I was invited up, along with my kids. Michelle, Taylor's older sister, was still the only family member that knew we were actually married, and not just engaged like we told them, had so far, kept the secret, just telling us that we had no reason to hide. I tended to agree with her, but Taylor didn't.

With the weather nice and warm now in Utah, Taylor and I started to spend our weekends off together outside a lot more. We took the kids to parks, went hiking, camped in my backyard in a tent, etc. The first weekend in May, wanting to do a particularly difficult hike, at least for the kids, we left the house when it was still dark, leaving Taylor's mom to watch the kids when they woke up.

Holding onto my hand as I drove us to the parking lot, Taylor looked at me and said, "Is it crazy that this is the first time we've truly been alone since St. George?"

I laughed and said, "Welcome to life with kids."

"I wouldn't trade it for anything, but I am tempted to say forget the hike, let's go get a hotel room for the day," Taylor said.

I looked over at my wife as I stopped at a red light. She had her brown hair pulled back into a braided ponytail, was wearing a brown ball cap, a brown jacket that I knew was covering up a black crop top tanktop, and blue Levi shorts that showed off her hips and ass in a way that was memorizing. As tempting as it was to just go get a hotel room, part of me was also hoping that the trail would be empty, especially at the top of the hike.

Pulling into the trailhead parking lot, there was a few other cars already there and a group of people mulling around. Not wanting to get stuck behind the seemingly large group of people, Taylor and I quickly grabbed our hydropacks, did some light stretching, and took off up the trail.

Taylor was in front of me as we walked and I had to fight to keep my eyes on the trail and off her butt, with it swayed back and forth as she walked. The first little bit of the trail was under the cover of trees but as soon as we got past that part, we were in the sunshine. Taylor unzipped the jacket and I went to walk next to her, as the trail also opened up wider then it was at the start.

We walked hand-in-hand over the next few miles, enjoying being out in nature and having time to just talk to each other. When we reached the halfway point of the hike, we found a couple of rocks to sit on as we opened up our bags and pulled out a couple of snacks. As we ate, Taylor pulled off her jacket, stuffing it into her bag, and my eyes were glued to her bare midriff and her medium-sized breasts inside her tight tank top.

Catching me looking at her, Taylor said, "Are we regretting not going to a hotel room?"

I laughed as we stood up and continued the hike. We were surprised to find ourselves all alone when we reached the top of the mountain a couple of hours later, as we found a place to sit down and eat a lunch we had brought along with us. After eating, we started to take some pictures of us at the top and other sights around us.

Finding the best viewpoint to take a selfie with the landscape around us, I wrapped my arms around Taylor's waist, put my chin on her shoulder, and smiled as she took the picture. As she looked at it to make sure it turned out, I started to kiss her neck and shoulder. "Hm. That feels good," Taylor said.

In response, as I continued to kiss all over her neck, I moved my hand up, slipping it inside her tank top, going under her bra, and cupping her breast. Closing her eyes and letting out a soft moan as I squeezed her breast, Taylor said, "Really? Here?"

"Why not?" I asked back, softly pinching her nipple and nippling on her skin. "I can't think of a more beautiful place to fuck a beautiful woman like you."

Taylor could feel me growing as she pushed her butt into my groin and said, "Better make it fast before somebody else gets up here."

As I kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts, alternating between the two, Taylor moved one of her arms behind her and reached down with her hand to rub the basketball shorts I was wearing. She slipped her hand inside them, wrapping it around my hard, thick shaft, and rubbed it up and down. "That didn't take you too long," she commented.

"I've been staring at your body all day; I'm surprised this is the first boner I've had," I said with a little laugh as I pulled my hand out of her tanktop and moved it down to her groin, rubbing her vagina through her jeans.

With a giggle, Taylor started to turn around in my arms and our lips met in a passionate embrace. As we made out, Taylor used her free hand to pull my shorts down just enough for my cock to be exposed. Ending the kiss, Taylor flashed me her beautiful smile as I put my hands on her hips and watched as she bent over, sticking out her tongue and licking around my shaft.

I moaned as Taylor wrapped her lips around my cock and started to slowly bob her head up and down the first few inches of my shaft. "Oh, baby, fuck yes. That feels good," I told her, looking around to make sure we were still alone.

Taking me out of her mouth, Taylor looked around, pointed, and asked, "Should I go bend over that rock or push myself up against a tree?"

I looked around at where she was pointing and started to guide us towards the tree. Unfortunately, as soon as I started to unbutton and unzip her jeans, we heard people talking and quickly got my cock tucked back in, and her jeans zipped back up. The large group of people we had first seen early that day as we started the hike, walked around the corner, and as they started to take their pictures and relax, Taylor and I grabbed our stuff to make a getaway.

Once out of earshot of the group, I said, "That was close."

"Yeah, it was," Taylor said quietly.

"Are you OK? Too close for comfort?" I asked her, glancing backwards at her as I walked in front.

Taylor remained silent for a second before saying, "Actually, that gave me a big time rush. I'm so turned on right now, Christopher."

I stopped walking and turned around to stare at her. "Seriously? Really? Why?"

Taylor stopped as well, standing right next to me, close enough that we were partially touching. "I don't know. Something about the excitement of it. But, really, I am so wet right now." She grabbed my hand, bringing it over to her groin. "You should feel for yourself."

As she released my hand, I stared into her eyes and unzipped her pants. I slipped my hand inside them, placing it outside of her underwear on top of her vagina. My eyes went wide as I felt her soaked underwear and said, "Wow. You weren't kidding."

"I know. There was a little side trail down about a mile or so. I wonder if we can find somewhere private there," Taylor said, taking my hand out of her pants, zipping them back up, and starting to walk, this time with her in front.

When we found the little side trail that Taylor was talking about, we cut down it and walked down the trail for a little bit. Taylor was still in front, her head moving from left to right as she looked all around until she found a little clearing and pulled me into it. With one hand on the back of my head and the other hand immediately back on my groin, we started to kiss again.

As we made out, I used my hand to unzip her jeans again, slipping one inside to rub her wet pussy, causing Taylor to moan into my mouth, as I used my other hand to pull her jeans and underwear down, getting my hand on her pussy and slipping a finger inside it. I started to pull my finger in and out of her as Taylor pulled my shorts and boxers down, wrapping her hand around my hard cock and rubbing it up and down.

Ending the kiss, Taylor whispered, "I need you in me, so bad right now."

We moved over to a near-by tree with Taylor turning around, placing her hands on it, and bending over slightly. I stood behind her, one hand on my cock, ready to penetrate into her, while I used my other hand to spread her legs until I could see her pussy. I inserted the tip of my cock into her and let go as I pushed the rest of the way in with Taylor moaning as I filled her. I put my hands on her hips as I slowly pulled out and pushed back in.

"Oh, come on, baby! Harder! Give it to me!" Taylor moaned, pushing her body back against me.

I shrugged my shoulders and started to give her what she wanted, holding tightly onto her hips as I started to slam into her, hard and fast. "Oh yes! Yes! YES! Harder, baby!" Taylor moaned loudly.

As I slammed into her as hard and fast as I could, I moved one of my hands off her hip, around to her front, and into tanktop. Going under her bra, I cupped her breast and started to squeeze it.

"Oh. OH! Christopher, I'm going to com...OH! YES! I'M CUMMING!" Taylor yelled out, her body pushing back against me as her legs started to shake. I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist as I felt her pussy clenching around my cock. "Don't stop. Please. Don't stop. Keep going."

I did as she pleaded, continuing to thrust my hips back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her. "Apparently we need to take you out in public more often," I teased her as she came down from her intense orgasm.

"No kidding. Is it not a rush for you? I'm still so turned on," Taylor said, beginning to rock her body back and forth with mine again.

It wasn't much longer as I kept pounding into her that I started to orgasm. Pushing as deep into her as I could get, my moans joined hers as I felt my cock twitching inside her, pumping cum as it did so. "Oh my gosh, YES!" Taylor moaned as I finished inside her.

When I was done, I slowly stepped back, breathing deeply as my cock fell out of her. Taylor rested against the tree for a minute before standing up with a smile on her face. "Wow. Almost need a nap before we keep walking," she said as she pulled her jeans and underwear back up.

I did the same with my boxers and shorts as we both drank some water and ate a little snack before turning back around and heading towards the main trail. We went a little slower heading back down, being exhausted from the hike up, the sun that was high over our heads, and from the 'extracurricular' activities we took part in.

When we arrived back at the parking lot, we texted Taylor's mom that we were done and about to head home. I grabbed both of our bags and put them in the back of the car before I turned around and nearly bumped into Taylor with how close she was to me. "Taylor!" I exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Christopher, I'm still just so, so, so horny. I just want you to kiss me and touch me," she said as she leaned forward and started to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around her body as she pushed me against the car and eagerly returned her kiss, slipping my tongue into her mouth to wrestle with hers.

Taylor pushed her body into mine, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to her chest, where she pressed it against her breast, and encouraged me to touch them.

In between kisses, I said, "Fuck, Taylor, let's at least get in the car."

Taylor, with lust filling her eyes, jumped into the backseat of the car and held the door open for me to join her. As I sat down, she jumped back onto me, kissing me all over and moving my hands all over her body with her own, as she said, "I'm sorry, Christopher, but I'm still just so wet. I don't know if I could wait until tonight for you to touch me."

I pushed her off me and made her sit down on the backseat of the car. I briefly glanced out the window, making sure that nobody was around, knowing full-well that I had tinted windows. Going back to Taylor, I used one hand to push her tanktop and bra up exposing her medium-sized breasts to me. As I leaned down and started to lick, kiss, and suck her breasts, alternating between the two, I used my hand to unzip her jeans and Taylor lifted up her hips as we both worked to get her jeans and underwear down.

I instantly had my hand on her pussy, rubbing her slit up and down with my fingers, listening to Taylor moan as I sucked her nipples into my mouth. Taylor wasn't kidding about how wet she was and my finger easily slipped inside her pussy as I started to pull it in and out of her. Taylor leaned back against the seat, her eyes closing, moaning and breathing deeply as I fingered her.

Keeping my finger going in and out, I stopped kissing her breasts and kissed down to her stomach, then her groin. Bending over in the seat next to Taylor, I lightly blew on her clit, before sticking my tongue out and licking all around it. "Oh yes," Taylor moaned. I put my lips on her clit and sucked it into my mouth, flicking it back and forth with my tongue.

I glanced up as I sucked on her clit, my finger still going in and out of her pussy, and watched as Taylor lifted one of her arms up, her head moving from side to side as she moaned at the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips were slowly raising and lowering on the seat as she brought her other hand over to my head and started to run her fingers through my hair.

Without warning, Taylor's moans got louder, she pushed my head down into her groin, as her hips pushed up from the seat, and I knew that she was cumming. I felt her juices enveloping my finger and hand as I kept pulling in and out of her, soaking myself and the car. I finally took my mouth off her clit, enjoying the sounds coming out of her mouth as she came.

"Should I keep going?" I asked her as she came down from her orgasm, my finger still moving in her pussy as I sat back up next to her.

"Are you hard?" She asked me.

"Unfortunately, no," I replied back.

"Guess we'll just have to wait until tonight to continue," she said.

I pulled my hand out of her pussy and licked myself clean. Taylor found a package of wet wipes and did her best to wipe down herself and the seat before we exited the backseat of the way, got into the front seats, and drove home.

A few weeks later, we had the same SUV that we had taken on the hike, packed up with all of our luggage and my three daughters, and was making the two hour drive to the cabin that Taylor's dad had rented for the weekend.

Joining us for the weekend, besides Taylor's parents, was her younger brother, plus Michelle, her husband, and their little boy. The cabin was large enough that each couple had their own room, plus Taylor's brother had his own. The four little children would be sleeping in the living room, something they were all excited for. After we arrived and unloaded the car, we hung out in the living room with everybody, chatting and watching the kids play.

When it was dinner time, the women got up to make it, leaving the men to watch the kids. As we talked, the topic of mine and Taylor's future wedding came up, and I kept glancing at Adam, wondering if Michelle had told him that we were already married or if she had kept it to herself. With the questions he was asking about the planning of the wedding, I couldn't figure it out.

After dinner, we pulled out some board games and the adults played them at the dinner table while the kids watched a movie. As the night worn on, we got the kids changed into their pajamas and laid down to sleep. Taylor's parents and brother went to bed, leaving just me, Taylor, Adam, and Michelle. Not wanting to accidentally wake the kids up, we walked outside to a deck on the backside of the house to continue talking for a little while before heading to bed ourselves.

The next morning, I jumped into the shower pretty early on, wanting to get it out of the way. With the way the cabin was set up, we were sharing a bathroom with Adam and Michelle, while Taylor's parents were sharing one with her brother. A few minutes into the shower, I heard a knock at the door, and somebody opening it. "Hey, Christopher, sorry, but I really gotta go," I heard Michelle say I told her that it was OK.

"Thanks," she said as I heard the toilet lid open. "Mom was in the other bathroom and I didn't think I could make it downstairs."

"No problem," I said as I cleaned my body.

"So, are you and Taylor going to be able to keep your hands off each other all weekend? Wouldn't want to get caught, ya know, doing something only a married couple should do," Michelle said in almost a whisper after a few moments of silence.

"Really? Bad enough you're using the toilet, but now you want to have a conversation?" I teased her, avoiding the question.

"Unless you two threw caution to the wind and you've already done it? Last night? Nah, you guys wouldn't risk the chance of getting caught," Michelle teased back.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said.

"Hm. I'll have to keep my eyes on you two today and keep my ears open tonight," Michelle said.

"Thats OK. I enjoy the challenge and the risk," I said as Michelle finished and left the bathroom.

Once everybody was awake for the day, I joined Mark and Adam in making breakfast for everybody. After eating, we all got ready and went on a hike that took up the rest of the morning and some of the afternoon. When we got back to the house, a few people started to make lunch, while others changed, and some attempted to get the younger two of the four children down for a nap, after they had ate.

Taylor fell asleep next to my youngest, with everybody saying, "Oh, look how cute they look together," and "Oh, she's going to make such a great mom to them." As they slept, I went upstairs to grab the book I was reading, planning on stepping out onto the deck to read it. Instead, I ran into Michelle as she came out of her bedroom, having just changed from the hike.

After making small talk for a minute about what we were each up to, Michelle asked, "So, when you said this morning that you enjoy taking risks, just what kind of risks where you talking about?"

I smiled and asked her, "Why do you want to know?"

"Just curious. I remember how you were on the cruise ship," she said.

"Oh, when you thought I was hard when I dumped you in the pool?" I teased her.

"Or when I let you touch my breasts. I know you wanted more," she teased back and took a step towards me.

I took a big gulp of air down as I looked around, seeing everybody else outside through a window, and feeling the sudden sexual tension between me and Michelle. I took a step back and said, "Michelle, I don't know what you're thinking, but no. Please don't."

With an innocent look on her pretty face, Michelle asked, "Don't what?"

"You know what," I said, stealing a quick glance up and down her body, noticing for the first time that she was wearing a tanktop and shorts.

"What if I don't? You should probably enlighten me so I don't make any mistakes. Isn't this just some friendly banter between two people?" She said, her knowing smile telling me she saw me looking and that it wasn't just friendly banter.

"I hope that's all it is, because I wouldn't want either one of us to attempt to tempt the other into doing something they shouldn't," I said.

Michelle bit her lower lip, taking her time to respond as her eyes went up and down my body this time and stepped towards me again. "And, what if I told you that your wife wouldn't mind and that my husband would be completely oblivious to anything happening?"

"Then I would have to respectfully and lovingly, call you crazy," I said, wondering what she meant by saying that Taylor wouldn't mind.

Changing her look from one of innocence to one with a devilish smile on her face, Michelle said, "Well, then, better call me crazy." As she finished talking, she stood up on her tip toes, pressing her lips against mine, as one of her hands cupped my groin, rubbing my cock through the shorts I was wearing.

I quickly tried to push her away, but not before I'm sure she felt my cock responding to her touch. "Michelle!" I exclaimed, but she walked away, going down the stairs to the living room before I could say anything else.