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This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Protect yourself!!
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Laura and I had decided to take our weeklong Fall vacation in the mountains: Flat Tops State Park. It was off the beaten path, but Laura had been there a few times before. Since our trip was planned for mid-September, we had hoped to avoid any crowds. A week and a half before our trip, the weather was unseasonably cold. Snow fell in Denver. We were concerned. But we had the trip all planned out, so there was no use in fretting about the weather. We packed extra warm clothes and our brand new videocamera. We had bought it in August and had learned the basics. I was looking forward to trying out my directorial skills.
We left right after work on Friday. It was a 3-hour ride up to the Park. While the weather had warmed up enough to melt all the snow, it still was cold--lows in the high 30's. At the Park entrance, two very husky rangers greeted us. I thought these guys were football players. Laura knew them from a previous visit. "Hi Mark and Bill. Great to see you again."
"Laura! You look as good as ever. Who's your friend?"
"This is my boyfriend, Chris."
"Nice to meet you. First time here?"
"Yeah. I am looking forward to all the hiking that Laura has told me about." Laura asked, "How crowded is it?"
"Not very. Only about six other groups. I assume you want to be toward the far end, away from all the rabble?"
"You know it."
"How long are you going to stay."
"Better put us down for only 4 nights, just in case the weather gets to us."
"It is supposed to warm up on Sunday."
"I hope so."
"How bout number 13-C? It is right down by our little shack, and pretty near the bathrooms and showers."
"Sounds good." We paid for our permit and left.
The sight was great--very secluded. We quickly set up our tent and threw our gear inside. I was getting damn cold. We had been smart and eaten while on the road. Fixing dinner in the cold is no fun. Being past 9pm, we decided to go to bed, for it was the only sensible thing to do. Laura guided me to the bathroom. We passed Mark and Bill's cabin, which was a little shack. Laura explained that it had electricity, but no water. It also had a wood stove for heat. The small cabin reminded me of where I stayed when I lived in Sequoia National Park.
The bathrooms were large, and surprisingly clean. But they were also quite old. I could tell this because much of the structure was made of wood, not the concrete cinder blocks like most modern facilities. Also, this bathroom had rooms, not just one big room. The building was long. First came a small room with some normal sinks, a dump sink and a hand drier. I immediately warmed up my hands in the sink. The hot water felt great. Next came a room with about five urinals, then four stalls. Even though it was clean, the lights seemed be pretty scarce; some were burned out. Finally came a door, which lead to a changing area. To the left of the changing area were the showers. Windows at the top of the walls, with screens, surrounded the building. I was amazed at the lack of dead bugs and cleaniness of the floors. I brushed my teeth. Washed off my face and went back outside. Laura joined me in a moment.
We returned to the tent and quickly got into our sleep clothes and even more quickly dove into our sleeping bags. All the extra blankets and covers made it impossible to snuggle, which was too bad because I was very horny. I stayed up and read a bit. I had an okay night of sleep.
We woke up soon after sunrise to cold temperatures. We had a hot breakfast and gathered our things for our hike. It was a chilly, but beautiful day. We hiked about 15 miles and returned to camp about an hour before sunset. Laura and I were a bit displeased at finding a group of 4 guys at a sight close to us. They were friendly enough, and planned to stay about four nights. I "cooked" us a dinner of pasta. We had a nice campfire. Around 8 o'clock, Ranger Mark came by to visit, and invited us to their cabin. After putting out the fire, we went. We sat and talked for a long time; so long that Bill joined us at about 10pm--when he got off duty. Laura and I started to get tired. We excused ourselves and went off to bed. Laura told me that Mark and Bill were big party animals who like to fuck everything in sight. While she claimed that she had not done anything together, I wondered.
That night, the wind blew hard, but not cold. A front came through. The next morning, we woke up to warm temperatures. It was so nice--Indian Summer had arrived. We checked the weather forecast--highs in the low 70's in the Mountains. This delighted us because we could dress in shorts and a tee shirt. It was such a beautiful day, I packed the camcorder. We hiked a long ways. The sun was hot; it sure felt like more than the 70's. We saw no one on the trail. It was so hot, I removed my shirt. Laura removed hers too, hiking in just a sports bra. "You'd better put some sunscreen on," I told her. We stopped and started to apply the goop. It is difficult for me to keep my hands in a proper place in a situation like that. I kept dipping under Laura's sport's bra and rubbing her tits. She responded with favorable gasps, so I continued. Eventually I ceased.
Around noon, we stopped for lunch. We found a nice open area a little off the trail. We ate lunch and just relaxed in the sun. Staring at my beautiful girlfriend in her sports bra and shorts turned me on a lot. I snuggled up to her and we started to kiss. I moved my hands over her flat stomach, and eventually her tits. She has great ones (34C), and I love to touch and see them. We started to get hot and heavy. I rubbed her pussy through her shorts. She stopped me for a moment or two. "What?" I asked. "I just feel so uncomfortable, out here in the open."
"Worried someone might see you?"
"Yes."