Thanks to turner28 for help with editing. Hope you enjoy it.
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Mike squinted through the morning sun as it shone over the Bitterroot Range. He glanced down at the sectional map on his kneeboard and picked out the forest service airstrip that was his destination. Finding the airstrip on the ground below, he made a radio call to flight service to cancel his flight plan and lined up his approach to the grass runway. He throttled back the engine on the Aviat Husky to idle and set approach flaps. He dipped down over the tress and set down lightly on the wilderness airstrip, the big tires of the bush plane bounced down the grass runway as he taxied to the far end.
Turning off the centerline of the grass runway, he parked near the trees. As he shut the electronics and engine off, he noticed another aircraft parked across from him in the shade of the trees. The other plane was a Cessna 182 with forest service markings; a small tent was staked out under the right wing.
Mike climbed out of the cockpit and stretched his back muscles. Reaching behind the front seat, he grabbed his fly-fishing gear and started towards the trail that led to the river. As he locked the cockpit door and turned towards the trail, he caught a sign of movement at the corner of his vision. The door to the tent opened and he saw a lithe, female form emerge from inside.
"Hello." Called a female voice.
Mike turned at the sound of the voice and was surprised at the sight that met his gaze. The very attractive woman who stepped out of the tent was dressed in very short khaki shorts that barely covered her firm, tight ass. Her forest service uniform shirt was unbuttoned to her navel and stretched tightly over a light tank top that barely contained her large, firm breasts. He could clearly see her erect nipples poking through the thin material of the tank top. He quickly moved his gaze up to her face as he felt himself staring at her unrestrained tits. She smiled knowingly as she caught him staring.
"Hi." He replied shaking her hand and trying to focus on her pretty face. Sapphire blue eyes flashed mischievously under her shoulder length, dark brown hair. Her full, luscious lips parted in a smile to reveal bright, white teeth.
"My name is Amy." She said. Her eyes traveled approvingly over his 6-foot, muscular frame. She spent a little extra time gazing at the crotch of his shorts where she detected the beginnings of a sizable erection. She licked her lips seductively.
"Hello, Amy. I'm Mike." He answered with a smile. "I guess we're both guilty of staring."
"It's only fair." She laughed.
"Amy, who are you talking to?" Called another female voice from inside the tent.
"I'm talking to Mike." Amy called back over her shoulder. "We have company, Jess. Make yourself decent and come meet our guest."
"I'll get dressed." Jess replied. "You know that I've never been decent."
Mike and Amy shared a laugh at her bawdy reply.
"Can we offer you some coffee before you head off to the river to chase trout?" Amy asked.
"How can I refuse?" Mike answered gallantly.
Mike followed the seductively swaying ass of Amy across the open space to her campsite. As they reached the campfire, the door to the tent opened again and Jess emerged from inside. Standing to her full 5-foot, 9-inch height, she was a couple inches taller than Amy. With her long, auburn tresses and sexy curves, she evoked memories of the cartoon vixen, Jessica Rabbit. The main advantages that she possessed over her cartoon namesake was that this Jess was three-dimensional and flesh and blood. She wore a sage green flight suit that was unzipped halfway revealing tantalizing cleavage between full, firm breasts. Bright green eyes flashed beneath her long, red curls and her lips had a soft fullness that just begged to be wrapped around the shaft of a hard cock.
"You must be Jess." He said as he shook her hand.
"Careful, Jess." Amy warned. "He likes to stare at big tits and firm backsides."
"You wouldn't dream of taking advantage of that, would you?" Jess teased. "Besides, knowing you, I'm guessing that your eyes were locked on the sizable bulge he's hiding in his shorts."
"I think we're embarrassing him." Amy said with a laugh as she offered him a cup of coffee.
"I wasn't expecting such lovely company this morning." He said in surprise.
"Just think of us as fellow anglers." Jess said. She stepped up behind him and wrapped her arms around him pressing her large breasts against his back and kissing him lightly on the side of his neck.
"That's right." Amy said stepping close and sandwiching him between their voluptuous bodies. She opened the front of his shorts and wrapped her hand around his stiffening cock. "We're just hoping to land a nice, big trouser trout. Oh, Jess! I think I found a monster."
Amy dropped to her knees in front of Mike pulling his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, eight-inch cock bobbed in front of her face as she licked her full lips. Leaning forward, she placed soft, wet kisses along the shaft of his dick from the base to the tip and back, again. Her tongue reached out and flicked over the smooth flesh and swirled around the swollen tip. Then, she opened her mouth and swallowed his thick organ down to the base in one smooth motion. Mike moaned as he felt her velvet mouth engulf his entire length.
"Does that feel good?" Jess whispered in his ear as she held him close rubbing her tits against his back. "She's such a good cocksucker."
He watched in amazement as Amy's lips slid smoothly over the surface of his dick repeatedly taking his full length deep in her throat with every stroke. Her hands gripped his thighs for support as she fellated him.
