Moon Glow Pt 02

Jake woke up first, rubbed his eyes and focused on the mesh ceiling vent inside his tent. Overnight, a daddy-long-legs spider had climbed up the tent underneath the rain fly and parked himself there to enjoy their body heat rising from within the tent instead of suffering the coolness and falling dew of the overnight night air. Of course, the little fellow couldn't get inside the tent, but he would eventually get hungry and go for a walk later. Victoria looked so pretty as she slept. Jake pulled the blanket up over her shoulders a bit. As carefully as he could, he put on his jeans and t-shirt, grabbed some clean clothes and shaving kit out of his duffel bag, found his shower shoes and quietly unzipped the insect screen and opened the tent flap.

There was a light, early morning fog, but the red ball of the sun was still visible just about an inch or two above the horizon. It looked to be a nice day ahead.

Last night's campfire was still glowing faintly, so Jake thought if he raked the glowing coals into a pile and added some small twigs on top with some medium sized pieces of wood on top of those, that maybe there would be a small campfire by the time he returned from the bath house. Being confident about it, he added the fire-grate over the top of the fire pit and walked the path toward a nice warm shower. This was going to feel great. It did.

As he left the bath house and walked up the trail, he could faintly smell the awesome aroma of frying bacon. Someone is going to have a great breakfast, he thought. As he got closer to his site, the aroma got stronger. Victoria, dressed only in shorts and a t-shirt, was kneeling over a cast iron frying pan resting on the fire grate. As he got closer, he could see that she had raked the coals of the fire that he started over to the side of the pit and was cooking breakfast. There was a coffee pot and another pan of near-boiling water heating as well. She heard Jake shuffling in the grass and looked over her shoulder with a smile. "Good morning! Breakfast will be ready in a jiffy."

Jake responded as he looked over her handiwork, "Clearly, you have some woodland skills. I'm impressed. What's for breakfast?"

"Instant oatmeal with raisins and cinnamon, coffee, fresh strawberries and BA-CON!" She laughed through her exaltation. She loved bacon. "Did you get a shower? How's the water?"

"Good. You have to push the button about six times before the water gets hot enough. The shower is timed to spray for only a minute or so for each push before it shuts off, but it's about the perfect temperature. You just have to get there before the crowd uses up all the hot water."

"I'll go after breakfast, so you can do the dishes. Ha-ha!"

"I see. It's like that is it?... Sure, no problem." There wouldn't be much to do. A couple of spoons, a fork, long-handled tongs, two coffee cups and two plastic bowls, maybe the skillet. Bacon grease makes a good fire starter for later. The skillet will have to wait. The paper plates and napkins would be a snap.

When Victoria returned from the shower house, Jake had done the dishes and installed a makeshift para-cord clothesline between a couple of trees where his own towel was hanging to dry with plenty of room for Victoria's towel. She opened the rear of the SUV and stuffed her clothes into the separate bag they brought for their dirty laundry. Clearly, this wasn't Jake's first camping trip. He seemed to have thought of everything. The fog was beginning to burn off and Jake was sitting over on the furniture pad/blanket they had watched the meteor shower on the night before. Having a commanding view of the valley below, Jake was looking through his binoculars and didn't notice Victoria sneak up behind him.

"What-cha looking at?" Victoria couldn't see anything in the distance thru the fog.

"Nothing really. I think even the red-tailed hawks are still sleeping. Usually they hunt twice a day, but like airplanes, maybe this fog has them socked in." Jake put down his binoculars and leaned back on his hands. Victoria knelt behind him pressing her already hardened nipples into his neck, pulled his face toward the sky with her hands on both sides of his face and kissed him upside down with her full and awesomely shaped lips. She took her time and poked him with her tongue to let her inside, which he instantly did. Kissing upside down was a unique experience with Victoria. It wasn't just a kiss. It was a prelude to sex. She didn't know any other way to kiss, it seemed. To put it another way, Victoria's kisses were the spark to his body's ignition switch and his missile was already rising in his gym shorts. As she slowly pulled her lips away, she looked down at Jake and said, "You're a handsome guy even upside down."

Taken aback by her sudden complement, Jake cleared his throat and responded, "So are you.. er, I mean, a pretty woman any which way I look at you." Getting over his momentary awkwardness he added. "I watched you sleeping this morning. I love to watch you sleep. You are so damned beautiful. How did I get so lucky?"

"Lucky is right, there handsome. Judging from that rocket in your pocket there, you may get even luckier." Victoria still had his head in her hands, and she motioned for him to lay back on the blanket. He moved his arms to his sides as she slowly lowered his head to the blanket laying him flat. She cautiously looked around through the woods in all directions before she pulled her t-shirt up and exposed her heavy pert breasts to Jake's face still with an upside-down view. She reached forward and pulled up Jake's t-shirt and lightly pressed her hard nipples to his belly and dragged them slowly in a zigzag all the way back up to his nipples watching his rocket rise inside his shorts. As her nipples found his, she swayed her body so that their nipples touched and teased each other until his nipples became hard against hers. She could feel his heated breath on her tummy as he tried to raise his head and kiss it. Victoria arched her back pressing her nipples tighter into his and tongued his navel while Jake did the same.

Their fresh scented bodies hungered for each other as they tasted each other's choice of body wash. Victoria brought her knees up so she could lunge forward. With one hand, she pulled the elastic waistband of Jake's shorts so her lips could caress the tip of Jake's cock. He wasn't wearing underwear. Meanwhile, Jake was getting his chin rubbed with Victoria's pussy through her nylon running shorts as she gyrated her hips to find the perfect spot. She moved forward to totally engulf Jake's cock inside her hungry mouth and sucked hard on it before she returned her pussy to Jake's chin and her gyrations. She could feel his heartbeat on her tongue. Jake moved his hands up to push away the cloth that was separating him from the tasty flesh surrounding her precious pussy and did his best to get what he wanted. She wore no panties either. Victoria lunged forward to engulf his cock again and bobbed on it full length twice this time and Jake became frustrated at not being able to taste her as her hard nipples raked his stomach.

Suddenly, there were children laughing on the road behind them and the sound carried through the trees. Victoria stopped and rolled off Jake as they both sat up facing each other as if they were engaged in conversation. They each licked their lips at each other and grinned a knowing grin. "At the risk of spoiling the mood, shouldn't we try to do something to enjoy our being here in the woods away from most of civilization?" Being interrupted during sex didn't make Jake happy, but it was pretty risky behavior considering this was a public and nearly full campground this weekend. That's what made it more exciting.

"Sure, I guess so, but what are you going to do with that? Victoria said, pointing to his boner.

"I'm going to save it for later. You DO know how to keep a hard-on, don't you?" Jake grinned.

"No. Since I don't have one of those things, maybe you should tell me."

"Simple. Don't fuck with it."

"Ha-ha, you have a joke for everything. Don't you."

"Laughter is good medicine. Isn't that why we came to the woods? To get away from all the crap of working in the city?"

"Let's go for a walk. Get the trail map while I change my clothes."

After they had both changed their clothes to long pants, lightweight long-sleeved shirts impregnated with insect repellent, hiking boots and hats, they zipped and tied the tent flaps and got in the SUV to find the trail head parking lot. Jake gave Victoria a sheathed knife to keep on her belt for any reason she might need it - you never know. The path they chose was rated at difficult - not only for the challenge, but also for the privacy. They reasoned that the kids would never try a difficult trail until they discovered what an easy trail was like. If they found a secluded place along the trail where they could steal a kiss and cop a feel of each other's body, undisturbed, perhaps they could enjoy their walk a little more. Anything else they could getaway with would be a bonus. As they arrived, they were glad to see that their car would be the only car in the parking area.

Jake dug out his EDC (everyday carry) bag which had all sorts of survival gear in it in case they got lost and had to make do by themselves until rescued. It was just good practice to have this stuff for when the world goes to hell, the power grid blows-up and self-reliance becomes the only way one can live. In truth, the only things - if any - he expected to use were the two rain ponchos or the space blankets or maybe flashlights and fire-starting equipment or the hand-crank generator to recharge their cell phones, if needed. For self-protection, the bag also included a small Walther 9 mm handgun and extra magazine, but he didn't tell Victoria about that for her own safety. She might worry unnecessarily. After all, there are very few criminal highway men operating along the forest roads, these days.

This trail was only 2.5 miles in length but listed as difficult which usually means some decent hills or rugged terrain. It also featured some awesome overlooks and vistas. There was also Wolf Cave noted along the trail, but with no description. That's why we explore, he told her when they selected the trail. The car locked and Jake loaded down with gear, they took off down the trail. It seemed easy at first; very wide, well-marked with only a slight rise in elevation at first. The fog had lifted by now and that meant mosquitos could fly. They only hoped the insect repellant worked. If not, there was more in the EDC bag.

They were in no hurry and were taking in the scenery, listening to the birds and catching the faint smell of woodland wildflowers in the air. If Jake saw anything interesting, he stopped to photograph it. They came upon a tree stump of a tree that had been cut down to clear path. It had been dead for a long time but had to be cut down before it fell down on hikers passing-by. "Hey, Victoria. Why don't you give me a pose over here on this tree stump. There is a nice clear view deep into the woods behind you."

Victoria started to sit on the stump, but decided that was too boring, so she propped one foot on the stump and assumed the explorer pose of shading her eyes with a flat hand and looking off into the distance. Jake clicked away as if she were a professional model. Victoria was loving the center stage. She finally said, "Stop. Gimme a minute." She pulled her shirt out of her pants and unbuttoned it all the way down, slipped it off her shoulder exposing her right breast and allowing the left side to open without exposing her nipple.

Jake had gotten every step of her unbuttoning procedure, but closed in tighter with his zoom lens and caught the sweet light which bathed her breast in luscious 3-D lighting including a sunbeam dancing off her nipple like it was all planned that way. "That will be my favorite shot. I can't wait to get these uploaded to my 22" Desktop monitor. You'd better button up before the mosquitoes taste your sweet blood. They'll eat you alive before I even get another chance."

Victoria heard the familiar buzzing sound around her ear and immediately did just that. "Hey, it's dangerous to pose in the woods!"

"Now you know why Sports Illustrated never does their swimsuit edition in the forest. Did you get bit?"

"I don't think so. Let's move on. I think we're done here. Don't you?"

"I could photograph you for days and days, Victoria."

Together they tramped the hard dirt trail and stopped to look at any and every oddity that nature portrayed here that wasn't on display in the city. They crossed a small footbridge over a little creek that swelled with runoff rain and so was longer than in needed to be today for the trickle that it was today. The hills seemed to rise and rise before they hit open skies, but the park rangers had thought of everything. If hikers couldn't handle the steep trail, there was a switchback trail they could take and end up in the same place, but it wasn't marked on the map. They came to an overlook vista where the rangers had installed a concrete and thick wooden bench for resting and enjoying the view. They didn't physically need the rest. They just wanted it and to enjoy the view. By now, they began to perspire and the breeze blowing through there would cool their skin. Jake reached into the side pocket of the EDC and pulled out his 40 oz. aluminum water container and offered Victoria a drink.

"It's triple filtered water. I filter it coming into the house, filter it coming out of the faucet and filter it again when I fill the Brita pitcher in the refrigerator. I filled this just before we left." He handed her the bottle and she took a long drink just before he warned her. "Don't drink too much or you may get stomach cramps. The trick is to drink before you get thirsty and keep hydrated along the way."

"Good to know. Cheers!" Then, she took another drink, rinsed out her mouth and spit it into the bushes. "How far is the cave?"

Jake looked at the trail map and tried to compute. "Probably not far."

"Jake, do you wonder how many couples like us have stopped here and had sex on this bench? Do you think they should have put notches on it to keep score? I read once that prostitutes in the old west did that to make sure their madams weren't cheating them out of money since many of them couldn't read or write."

"Ha-ha, I hadn't heard that one, but it wouldn't surprise me. I used to think that western bad men cut notches on their gun handles to mark how many people they had killed. I saw it in a couple of old movies. There might have been one actual bad guy that did that, but several movies copied that idea."

Victoria laid down lengthwise on the bench and threw one foot up over the backrest and placed the other flat on the ground and tried to get comfortable. She wiggled and squirmed but couldn't get comfortable that way. Then, she got up on her knees on the bench, folded her arms on the backrest and thrust her bottom backward. The way the bench was made was too hard on her knees. Jake got a kick out of watching her and smiled. Giving up on possible sexual positions, she looked for notches - just for fun. There weren't any. She was putting on a big show and Jake loved looking at her ass in those tight jeans. It was almost heart-shaped - his favorite kind.

"Let's go find this cave and see if there is a rock or something we can bang each other on." Jake loved the show, but he also wanted to hike before it got unbearably hot in these woods. Up at the top of this hill the path turned left and down a little hill before going right back up again and there was a creek at the bottom which the park service had taken care of with a huge pipe and covered it with rocks and dirt, but there were handrails on both sides of the trail. The climb up the next hill was a good bit steeper but there were railroad ties set cross ways which acted a steps up to the top. Finally, out of breath and sweaty, they reached the top and the vista they wanted to see. This was the only trail that had this view overlooking the lake through the trees like a window. It was good enough place to stop and catch their breath.

Jake raised his camera to catch Victoria as the sunlight grazed her golden hair giving her a halo glow. He got two shots off before Victoria complained. "Jake, please. I'm sweaty, my hair is a mess, and I really don't feel very pretty right now."

Typical woman, Jake thought, but he said, "I just wanted to catch that golden halo the sun was creating around your hair. It was awesome." Jake took a few more of the area and of Victoria. She had posed for him a time or two when they first got started together and created some pretty good stuff. It was hard NOT to take a good picture of Victoria because her face was symmetrical, her eyes were of equal size and her smile lit up her face. As a photographer Jake had observed that most people had one eye larger than the other - it was normal. When doing head shots, you always shoot into the smaller eye with a 3/4 pose and let the illusion of perspective even out their sizes. Most people don't even notice, but photographers are trained to notice.

"Is that the Wolf Cave up there under those rocks?" Victoria asked.

Jake consulted his trail map and estimated their location as best he could. "It could be. We're close, I think." As they drew closer to the rock out-cropping, they saw a small opening around to the right. It was just big enough to stoop over and stick your head into. As they stopped, Jake got into his EDC bag and pulled out his headlight and extra flashlight for Victoria and turned them both on to go inside. Neither had any idea what they would find in there. It was cooler as they stoop-walked a little farther inside when the cave made a turn to the right. A few steps more was all the farther they could go before they came upon a rock wall with an large slab rock and the rocky-muddy cave floor. Jake turned off his headlight. Victoria turned off her little survivor flashlight and the cave was totally dark. "Turn on your flashlight so we can at least sit on that flat rock over by the wall and take advantage of nature's air conditioning for a while."

Victoria turned on her flashlight. Jake's mouth fell open wide. She had already taken off her shirt and dropped her jeans down to her knees and was standing near the flat rock. "Let's play, Jake." She smiled.

"Well,... this will be interesting." Jake commented. He walked over to her and opened his shirt along the way dropping his EDC on the cave floor. He wanted to feel her air-cooled nipples against his chest. He reached out his arms for her and she turned out the flashlight. The residual image of her in his mind told him right where she would be and that's just where he found her as he closed his arms around her, hugging her tightly, skin to skin and kissing her cool lips to warm them with his. His hands rubbed up and down the smooth skin of her back and down to squeeze her butt a few times before he pulled her shoulders closer. Victoria's hands did likewise under his unbuttoned, but still hanging from his shoulders shirt. She wiggled a bit to match her nipples up with his. In the coolness of the cave air, the feeling was electric. Jake bent down to warm them with kisses and proper tongue attention while his hand reached down to keep her pussy warm from the cool drafty cave air. He used his middle finger to enter her external folds and find her hot button. Victoria took a long, deep breath when he found it and clawed his back with her fingers, but not her nails.

Jake moved to pay attention to her other nipple as the cool cave air chilled the first one. They were such a well-matched twin with perfectly circular areolas, he dared not show any favoritism. His busy finger was getting wetter, and he was able to massage her tender area with two or three fingers, pinching and rolling the hooded area over her clitoris and causing Victoria to cry out through her breath. She wanted him soon. He wanted her more. He broke his lip-lock on her nipple, found her shirt in the dark and lowered her bottom onto it. Then, he poked his head under her raised knees placing her jeans and muddy boots over his shoulders before scooting her ass to the edge of the rock so he could feast on her sweet pussy. Victoria rubbed his back up and down with passion then grabbed his head with one hand and leaned back and supported herself with the other. Leaning backwards that way gave him better access to her precious pearl and her hand would help guide him gently. She wondered how a loud orgasmic cry would echo in this small cave. They could soon find out.