This story is a complete work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.
Be aware that this story involves a woman having sex with someone other than her husband, but this is not a cheating situation; the husband is informed and involved. Pregnancy risk and interracial themes also feature heavily in the story. If any of these items do not appeal to you, I strongly recommend that you close this now and find another story more in line with your tastes.
I sincerely hope that you enjoy this tale.
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Nick Bryant looked up from the small aluminum pot perched atop the spindly arms of his portable stove. "Water is almost ready," he commented with a grin.
"Great, I am starving!" came the enthusiastic reply of his wife, Tina, as she produced a pair of two serving dehydrated meal pouches.
Nick gave the brunette a side eye. "What did you pick for us?"
Tina rolled her eyes. "Three cheese macaroni and beef stroganoff," she declared. "We are carb loading."
Her husband chuckled in affirmation and began adding boiling water to the pouches. "Give them a few minutes," he stated as he stirred, "and dinner will be served."
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As the couple wolfed down surprisingly tasty rehydrated food from their silicone bowls, Nick found himself smiling in contentment. Yes, the collapsible chair he was perched on wasn't exactly the definition of comfort, and sure, the food probably only tasted as good as it did thanks to the ten plus miles he had hiked while carrying thirty plus pounds of gear on his back... but there was something to be said for sharing the solitude of nature with his favorite person on the entire planet.
Today was day one of the Bryant's second ever backpacking trip. The pair had been hiking for a little more than three years now, ever since Tina had decided that she had developed a sudden interest in the outdoors in her mid-thirties. Truth be told, Nick had really expected his wife to go on two or three hikes before deciding that this just wasn't for her; while he himself had done a little camping and hiking as a child, Tina's outdoors experience had almost completely been limited to what she had seen from her parents' camper as a girl, and she had never expressed any desire to change that.
Until that day a few years ago.
But the outdoors had awakened something in the pretty brunette, and Nick was hardly one to stand in the way of his wife's happiness. He did genuinely enjoy nature, after all, even if he probably wouldn't have chosen to explore it quite as much as Tina seemed to want to do. The couple found themselves chasing waterfalls, climbing boulders, soaking in overlooks; they tried to find a way to get outdoors at least once a month. The outdoors spoke to Tina's very soul, helped her to center, to melt off the stress of daily life in a way that nothing else had ever done. Quality hiking boots quickly became a must; after a year of dragging around budget model backpacks from Target, they had splurged on Osprey day packs, which proved to be eye opening in terms of comfort.
Nick would never dream of complaining about Tina's enthusiasm, as he had come to realize that hiking was more than just a solace to her personally; it was also perhaps the best thing that the Bryants had ever discovered in their marriage. The chance to spend hours alone together encouraged them to talk and share in ways that they had really never done in the past. As a result, he felt closer to his wife than he ever had in his life.
A year or so ago, Tina had started talking about taking things to the next level, of going into the "real" wilderness, of wanting to take backpacking trips instead of just doing day hikes like they had done so far. Nick found himself researching the gear they would need for such a thing; a tent light enough to carry in a pack, an inflatable pad to provide a sliver of comfort (as well as insulation from the ground), a tiny stove and the fuel it required, a hatchet for firewood; on and on the list seemed to go. When Christmas rolled around, he surprised his wife with a new pair of Osprey packs -- much larger, naturally, than their day packs -- as well as the various gear they would need to survive for at least a couple of nights under the stars.
The way that her emerald eyes danced when she opened those gifts made Nick feel like Santa Claus and Superman rolled into one.
Now, as the couple sat near the fire, Nick noticed his wife scooting her chair -- a precarious operation, given the way the chairs were constructed -- closer to the fire.
"Feeling chilly?" he asked with a grin, though he already knew the answer. Tina was cold-natured at the best of times, and while the March evening was far from freezing, it was certainly rather cool now that the couple had been sitting still for a while after sunset.
Tina rolled her eyes. "Of course I am!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to try to enjoy the fire for a little while, mister, but you had better be ready to share some of the body heat with me soon! I might not make it otherwise!"
Nick chuckled in response. "Don't worry, baby, I won't let you freeze," he promised.
She was playing it cool, but her husband knew what Tina meant -- when she mentioned "body heat", she wasn't simply talking about cuddling up in their shared sleeping bag. Tina had decided that sex helped warm her up; no matter how tired she might be after a day of hiking, she always wanted sex before they went to sleep. And for that matter, she tended to want it other times on these trips, as well.
Sometimes, it might be in the tiny little tent first thing in the morning. Sometimes, it might be bent over a convenient log. Sometimes, a particularly spectacular view might be what got her juices flowing. Whatever the exact circumstance, Nick found that backpacking really pushed his wife's sex drive into another gear -- not that he was complaining. No, his reaction was quite to the contrary; seeing Tina wanting him so much made sore feet, tired shoulders, and dehydrated food all prices well worth paying.
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"Come on, don't keep me waiting," the naked woman inside of the sleeping bag whined. "I need your heat, baby. Your special heat," she added with a sultry tone.
"I'll be right there, sexy," Nick replied as he dug inside of a pouch, finally producing a small square of foil before moving to crawl into the sleeping bag beside his wife. As he did so, she frowned.
"Baby, you don't need that tonight -- it's a safe day," she stated. Then, her expression grew even more sultry. "Besides," she added, "I need all of the heat from you I can get. Don't waste that cum in a yucky rubber," she pled with puppy dog eyes.
She didn't have to ask Nick twice. Quickly, he discarded the package and positioned his hard cock at the mouth of his wife's already slick vagina. She might have been cold, he mused as he slid his six inches inside of her, but part of her was certainly hot...
As she purred beneath him, one arm wrapping behind his back while the other hand slipped through his hair, Nick suddenly found it difficult to focus on any other thoughts.
While the Bryants made love inside the tiny tent, the cool wind blew softly through the trees around them.
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Nick and Tina had what he considered to be an excellent marriage, though like most strong couples, it had taken real work and commitment to build it. They had met in college during Tina's freshman year; at first, Nick had been oblivious to the pretty brunette's true desires, thinking that with her well-earned wholesome image, she certainly viewed him as a friend only. No matter how hard she flirted with him, Nick never seemed to comprehend that she was truly interested.
That all changed one summer afternoon when they had been walking together, but found themselves scampering for shelter from a freak rainstorm. While they were closely huddled closely under an overhang to avoid the rain, Tina had interrupted their small talk to fix him with those emerald eyes.
"Nick," she asked directly, "do you think I'm attractive?"
Always a bit shy and lacking in self-confidence, the young man found himself stumbling for a reply. "Sure! I mean, of course I do, but..." he fumbled.
"Well then," Tina replied, reaching down to take his hand, "why don't you ever make a move?" With that question, she pulled Nick's hand up and placed it directly on her left breast.