Her thoughts drifted back to her most recent river trip, try as she might, she still could not make sense of the details of that fateful night. She remembered exiting her tent and following the river up to the smoking rock. It was a long day and some reefer would take the edge off and help her sleep. The smoking rock has an opening at the base where a hot spring is located. She stripped naked and immersed herself in the hot water. After all the rowing today the hot water felt so good on her sore muscles.
She idly thought of one of the other guides and what she would like to experience with him. It was after she lit up that things got hazy, she remembered feeling startled then very, very aroused. She could feel the power of what seemed to be otherworldly. She tried to capture the details, a dark figure, a sense of peace and sensuality, fire racing through her veins as she climaxed.
The next day she woke up like normal, but could not remember dressing and going back to her tent. Luke came around the corner smiling and said simply "Morning sunshine."
She had an immediate visceral reaction between her legs, her nipples hardening with pleasure. As if out of her control she licked her lips and smiled lustfully. "I am a ray of fucking sunshine this morning," she said as she winked and pointedly looked at the bulge in his shorts.
Luke's eyes instantly locked on her nipples, his smile widened as blood rushed to his cock. Amara was ten years older than him but had the banging body of a goddess. She was the mother hen of the guides, but at the same time, any of the male guides would jump at the chance to fuck her. Most of the time she seemed oblivious to this fact. Seeing her looking at him like a snack with those sweet tits at attention made him want to stick his cock in her right there. Their eyes locked, and both were immersed in the sexual tension.
The wetness in her shorts increased with each passing second. When she felt her wetness was going to drip down her leg she snapped out of it.
Smiling she said "It's still early, I am going to wash up at the smoking rock before the coffee call. Watch out for me?"
All he managed was a nod.
In shock at her behavior, she once again made the short hike and started to strip. Oddly she thought she could still feel Luke's lust, focusing on the feeling she realized she actually could feel his lust. He was close, she couldn't tell exactly where, but enough she was pretty sure that he could see her. Thinking this, she decided to put on a little show while she washed her juices off her shorts. She got confirmation when she felt his lust increase as she slowly stripped.
Luke watched Amara at the hot spring, he wasn't a pervert but he couldn't help himself. She did ask that he watch out for her, even though he knew it was so other people didn't disturb her. Setting her towel and soap on a rock, she stretched, pushing out her perfect tits. She got in the water up to her knees, he silently begged for her clothes to come off. She pulled off her top in one motion releasing those round globes. They bounced slightly, her nipples hard and tight. His erection pushed almost painfully against the restraint of his shorts.
He couldn't take it anymore, he unzipped and took his cock lightly in hand feeling like he could explode from a slight breeze. She scooped up some water pouring it over her tits, her hands skimming over her nipples. He started stroking himself, his precum making it easy, fuck he wanted her. She took off her shorts pouring soap on them, her bouncy ass in the air. She sat down to wash them, her breasts swaying as she moved.
She set her shorts aside, overcome with the lust she felt from Luke. She needed to touch herself to get rid of this feeling, even though it felt so good. She ran her hands over her nipples, pleasure running through her, settling between her legs. She rolled her nipples between her fingers, letting out a relaxing sigh. She ran one hand down her stomach, over her hip and upper thigh, settling over her mound. She ran a finger over her slit, a shiver ran through her.
Luke couldn't tear his eyes away from her, his cock pulsed with the need to cum. Watching her pleasure herself was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. She flicked her nipple with one hand, the other between her legs. The water was clear enough that he could see her hand and legs spread, but it was distorted. He heard her breathing increase as she arched her back, and her hand moved a little faster. She was trying to be quiet but a moan escaped her as she climaxed, hearing this pushed him over the edge immediately. Pleasure ran through him as he took in the sight before him.
Her moan slipped out with the power of her orgasm as pleasure washed throughout her body. She could tell Luke had climaxed as well, giving her a pulse of pleasure as she soaked in the aftershocks. Sooner than she wanted she had to get coffee going, she dried and dressed conscious of Luke still watching her.
She didn't see Luke until after she had coffee ready, the early risers milling about camp enjoying their coffee. Her eyes met his, involuntarily she winked and a seductive smile came to her lips. What the fuck!?
He grinned, "Have a nice soak this morning?"
"I did, it was very...relaxing," she said with emphasis, feeling his lust grow as she said the last word. Their uninterrupted eye contact was turning her on however this wasn't the time. She continued, "We should get breakfast going."
With that, she brushed against him to get into the kitchen area. She reveled in the pleasure that ran through her just from brushing her breasts against him and the lust she could feel from him. What happened to her last night? She was horny all the time it seemed, but she was never this horny, or brazen. He seemed to be enjoying it though.
They talked and flirted as they cooked breakfast, the other guides getting up to help as well. It was a big rapid day so they needed to eat well that morning. Once breakfast was finished she started cleaning up. As she was bent over putting stuff away in her cooler she felt a wave of lust hit her. It startled her as she could tell it was not Luke's, it felt different. She turned, looking around, and she found Chris, one of the guests, staring at her. He was exactly her type, tattoos, muscled but not overly so, and damn he was tall. She realized she could feel any lust directed at her, well fuck this could be interesting.
She was glad this group was a bachelor party, they entertained themselves and didn't need as much from the guides. She was the only woman, but she held her own well. She thought they treated her like one of the guys, until she felt their lust. Maybe being the only woman on this trip triggered last night? Whatever this was she either needed to find a way to get rid of it or control it somehow, regardless she could not continue as it was.
The rest of the day went off without a hitch, three class four rapids in a row and she greased each of them. The two handsome bachelors she had in her raft, one of them Chriss, exuded lust, seeming to fuel her. Since everyone had great runs they had gotten to their next camp well before lunch, this left time for a nice relaxing beach day.
Amara loved it when this happened, she got in her bikini and laid out on her raft. The bachelor party got right to drinking, then started floating the rapid next to camp. She could feel their lust whenever their eyes roamed her body, she had to get in the water often because of how wet this made her. Chris' lust, in particular, she could feel repeatedly, this might be something to explore. Luke approached, interrupting her thoughts.
"Amara, do you want to float the rapid with us?" Luke asked, his eyes roaming over her.
She took a moment to consider, "Sure, I could use a cool-off."
As she got up she could feel more eyes on her, normally this would make her very uncomfortable, but instead, it made her tingle. She got her life jacket on and walked up the path. Luke was at the river bank waiting for her, his lust hit her hard.
He held out his hand to her, "Do you want to run it together?"
Amara smiled and took his hand in answer, she couldn't resist. They jumped in the water together clinging to each other as they floated through the small rapid. Just his simple touch turned her on, she wanted to feel him against all of her. They swam toward shore full of adrenaline.
