1
I open the door to the pickup truck before Blake fully has it in park. I can hear his soft laughter behind me as I hop down from the vehicle. My short frame makes it difficult to easily enter or exit his jacked up truck, so hopping out is my best option.
I was a little nervous when he invited me on this week-long backpacking trip because I'd never done more than a day hike. But over the last few weeks, his excitement over having me along as he started his thesis work convinced me I was right to accompany him. He had started a graduate program in biology last year and the weather was finally warm enough for him to get out into the field to work. We'd met when he was the TA for my general biology class my first semester, but had delayed starting our relationship until after I had finished the class.
So we have only been dating a few months and have been trying to take it slow. I'm hoping we can use this trip to move our relationship to the next level. So far we'd only fooled around a little but hadn't had sex yet. Given what he can do with his hands, I'm eager to see what he can do with his mouth or, hopefully, his cock. I'm sure he'll be an amazing lover, even if he'll be my first.
I'd come prepared for the possibility, making a trip to a drugstore for condoms before driving over to his place this morning. I'm not sure I'll ever get over the embarrassment of the clerk's words, "Have a GREAT weekend!" as I was leaving the store. Never going back there again!
2
I look at the forest around me, taking a deep breath. The sound of the birds, the sway of the trees in the breeze, the fresh scent of pines all work together to make me feel relaxed and happy.
"You about ready, Olivia?" Blake calls from the back of the truck, slamming the tailgate shut. He walks around the vehicle carrying a heavy backpack in each hand. I take in the glorious sight of him as he moves toward me. A muscular six feet with little body fat, the play of his muscles under his shirt as he easily carries both bags makes my mouth water. My curvy body is nowhere near as fit as his, but he can't seem to keep his hand off of my full breasts and round ass, so who am I to complain.
Coming up beside me, he sets down my bag, freeing his hand to roam over my shorts clad bottom. His fingers slip under the bottom of my shorts, tickling the bare flesh beneath and causing heat to rush to my core.
Swallowing a moan, I giggle and swat at his hand.
"Hands to yourself, buddy," I tease, "or we're never going to make it out of this parking lot."
He fakes a long suffering sigh. "Don't threaten me with a good time," he grins and, kissing me sweetly on the cheek, picks up his pack, "Ok, let's get going."
We hike most of the day, stopping occasionally for him to set up traps for his study. He studies something about bugs, but hasn't really told me much about it.
When we stop for lunch, I ask him about the net-like traps, but quickly get distracted by the deep timbre of his voice. His sexy voice sends chills down my spine and I feel myself getting wet as he talks science to me. I start to imagine his hands on my body causing even more moisture to flood my panties.
"Olivia?" I shake my head, breaking out of my reverie. "Whatcha thinking about so hard?" He caresses my cheek.
My face flames and I quickly take a sip from my canteen. Hard, indeed. I squirm, trying to relieve my throbbing clit.
"Just thinking about how awesome you are," I smile sweetly, "Thanks for bringing me. It's beautiful out here."
He pulls me onto his lap, kissing me gently. Brushing a stray hair that has escaped my ponytail, he says. "Thanks for coming. I'm happy I get to share this with you."
He deepens the kiss, his tongue running along my lips. When I open them, he thrusts his tongue in my mouth. His hand slides down to cup one of my firm breasts, his thumb gently rubbing across my nipple. His lips follow his hand and he nips at the pebbled peak through my tank top.
He glides his hand between my legs, nudging them apart. His fingers caress my inner thigh, moving higher until they reach the junction between my spread legs.
Blake groans, "You're so wet, you've soaked through your shorts."
My hips buck when he roughly runs a knuckle up my aching, fabric-covered slit.
"Poor baby," he soothes, "so needy."
I moan into his mouth when he slips a finger under the edge of my shorts and caresses my lips.
"Please," I whisper, not sure what I'm asking for.
He sighs, touching his forehead to mine. His hand comes up to cup my breast, lightly pinching my nipple and causing my hips to jerk.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers, "so fucking sexy."
He pulls me closer and I can feel the push of his erection against my ass. Shifting, I lightly squeeze his cock through his pants. His lips slam into mine in another searing kiss.
Eventually, we pull apart, breaking the kiss, both breathing heavily. For a moment, we sit there with his arms around me.
"Sadly," he says, helping me up before standing himself, "there's more to do today before we can play."
He swats my ass and moves to pack up our bags. "But you can be sure I'll take care of that hungry little pussy of yours later."
He grins at my shocked gasp, his dirty words sending another bolt of heat straight to my core and more moisture to my panties.
3
We hike a couple more hours until we come across a small creek.
"This looks like a good spot to make camp," he motions to a small clearing nearby, "Start setting up the tent, I'll gather some wood for a fire."
"Yes, sir," I respond with a cheeky grin and mock salute.
By the time he returns with arms full of wood, I have the tent set up and the ground cleared for a small fire pit. I'm also quite sweaty and contemplating a dip in the creek. It's only a couple of feet deep, but the water is nice and cool. Blake eagerly agrees when I ask and we make our way down to the creek.
I shimmy out of most of my clothes, leaving on only my white cotton bra and panties. I look over in time to see Blake pull down his boxers leaving him completely nude. My eyes follow the trail of hair from his chest, down his abs, and straight to his dick. My mouth waters as an image of his cock fucking my face flashes in my mind. As I watch, his cock starts to harden.
"Olivia," he holds his hand out to me, the hunger in his voice sending shivers down my spine, "Come here, baby."
Unable to resist, I let him pull me to him. With his hands under my ass, he lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist. His fully hard cock presses against my soaked hole through my panties. I want to rip them off so I can feel his length inside me, but he has different plans. He effortlessly carries me over the creek. Still holding me, he walks into the creek and sits in the shallow water, his hard cock pressing against my pussy through my panties. I can't help but rock my hips against him. As I rock, he dribbles handfuls of water over my back and shoulders. The cool water feels good against my overheated skin.
The smooth slide of his dick along my slit feels amazing. I shift my hips a little forward and moan as the sensation on my clit intensifies. I rock my hips faster as my orgasm builds.
"I'm going to cum if you keep that up," his voice is husky with need.
I give him a seductive smile and moan as I slowly slide along his cock, teasing us both with pleasure.
He growls and, grabbing my hips to hold me in place, thrusts his hips faster. The world explodes around me as I cum hard, lights flashing behind my eyes. He grunts and I feel the heat of his release on my belly briefly, before the water of the creek washes it away.
4
The next morning I wake to the delicious smell of coffee. Turning over in my sleeping bag, I can see Blake through the front flap of the tent cooking breakfast over the fire. I lay there for a few minutes in my tank top and panties, enjoying the flex of the muscles of his shirtless chest as he places slices of bacon into a sizzling hot pan. Remembering our activities in water, my pussy clenches. Squeezing my thighs together, the pressure on my swollen clit sends a shockwave through my body. I gasp at the sensation. I had just woken up and I'm already wet for this man.
At the sound of my gasp, Blake's eyes meet mine. A look of intense hunger comes over his face causing a trill of fear to shoot through me. He shakes his head as if to clear it and a grin splits his face.
"Come on out, babe, breakfast is about done." He gestures towards the fire with his cup. "There's coffee."
I slip on some shorts, emerging from the tent with a yawn.
"Give me a minute, I've got to take care of a personal issue," I mutter and wander a bit away from the camp to relieve my full bladder. Returning to the campsite, I use some hand sanitizer and join Blake for breakfast by the fire.
"I finished putting out the traps yesterday," he hands me a steaming cup of coffee, "So, I was thinking we could stay here by the creek for a couple of days until it's time to hike out."
I squeal in delight, "That would be great!" I really like this spot and the sound of the creek is soothing.
"Ready for another day of hiking?" he stands, hands brushing dirt off his pants. Taking one of my hands, he pulls me up and into him. Kissing me lightly on the mouth, he slaps my ass and moves away. "Come on. We're burning daylight."
