She was 27 and needed a break. Fights with her ex, the pressure at work and the lack of a good lay had taken a toll on her. Although she was dating again through an online service she wasn't very lucky.
All of the guys she met were total buffoons, looking for a couch potato to fill the gap next to them. In fact, the closest she came to any action was on a recent date. He tried to kiss her in an awkward moment when she wasn't paying attention. If she would've been a bit drunker, she would've fucked the hell out of him. But she wasn't.
She decided to get out of the city to clear her mind. She packed a bag to take a three day hike in the mountains up north. She knew the woods over there like her back pocket.
There wasn't a soul for miles, just the sound of the mountain river and the smell of the fresh pines. This is what she needed. This would relax and calm her mind and when she came back she could take a fresh start. After a one day climb along one of her favorite trails it was getting dark. She decided to camp along a familiar riverbed. If the weather was nice she could take a swim the next day. It was nearly dark when she arrived. It took her a while to set up her tent. Exhausted from the hike she fell asleep immediately after a small meal.
The next day she awoke to the sound of the roaring river in the background. Completely at ease, she took out the small vibe she'd put in her bag and with quick and eager strokes she started working her clit while rubbing her body.
Lying there naked in her tent on the soft mattress, she fondled her big breasts while moaning softly. Her hips shook and her toned thighs trembled. She let out a muffled scream as she reached her top.
By now it had gotten quite hot in her tent and she opened the zippered entrance. She froze when she heard voices. Her sweaty face peaked out of the tent. She couldn't see anybody. She quickly pulled a big sweater over her head and put some panties on. Coming out of the tent she noticed a small tent only 30 yards behind hers. Two young guys were cooking breakfast over a small fire, she could smell the bacon. They both looked in her direction and waived. She slipped into her pants and walked towards them for a closer look.
They were young, between 18 and 22, one of them was tall with white blonde hair and broad shoulders. The other one was a little shorter and had dark hair and muscled arms. "Want some breakfast?" the short one asked staring at her sweater.