Hiking for Love – Part 1 – Chapter 9

2017 sex stories: Hiking for Love – Part 1 – Chapter 9

We then sat around the fire ring. I’m sure I must be a bore to her. But she too, is kind of quiet. We did talk more about life, and things we had done. I found out she loves to ski, both snow and water. She even likes to fish, and can bait her own hook. She told me that she hasn’t dated since moving here, and it’s been four years since she dated anyone, since that guy who couldn’t handle her mom and her being part black.

Carrie. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? I asked. She giggled, “That’s a real deep question coming from a Jarhead”. I gently shoved her a little. “Really. I have no idea. I’d like to meet a nice guy and settle down and hopefully grow old with him, and help Jenny any way I can, especially if it involves grandkids. But who knows. I am pretty picky. I settled once, and I won’t do that again. What about you?”

I’m kind of like you and don’t know. I don’t go out much, and I’m not a bar person. Plus, I don’t think you can meet a quality person in a bar. I’d like to meet someone special and see where it goes. It’d be great if I could meet that one I could grow old with, but those prospects look kind of bleak. I mean my sister, Ann, has tried setting me up with her friends, but I hate those dates. I only do it to make her happy, and to quit bugging me. But who knows.

It was very dark now and I told her to look up and look at the stars that seemed like they were closer than ever before, to us. “God. It is so amazing up here. Had I been by myself, I would probably scared shitless about now. But being with you, makes me feel safe, and the company has been quite good.”

I started banking off the fire, so it would go out in a little while. I suggested going back to the bathrooms and changing into sleepwear. She agreed. As we walked down, she grabbed my hand, which was quite warm, and felt so good in mine. She was making it very hard to act like a gentleman. I wanted to just scoop her up, and take her to the tent and make love to her all night.

After changing, I came back out, in just my marine shorts and a t. She emerged a few minutes later, with that new flannel she bought the day before. The shirt was cut like a dress shirt. Tails in the front and back and scoop up on the sides. though I couldn’t really see all that well. We had to look a sight though, we both had on our hiking boots. Not the sexist combination, that’s for sure.

She laughed as we started back to the cabin. “Bet we make a sight, the way we are dressed. The boots really set us off.”, then laughed again, and so did I.

Once in the tent, the only light we had was from the flashlight I had on. But boy, did she look sexy as hell kneeling there, unzipping her bag. I also noticed she had the top 3 buttons undone again, like she did last night. “She’s killing me” I thought. She was rubbing her arms, like she was cold. Granted it was chilly out now, but once in those sleeping bags, it would be fine. We both had the same type, except for color. Her’s was blue and mine was black.

You know, she stated, “It might better serve us if we put our bags together and made it one big bag. Our body heat will help keep us warmer.” I wanted to chuckle at that, but thought better of it. “Sure. If you feel that would be better.” She didn’t hesitate. She opened them both up and then zipped mine to hers. She had me get in first, so the zipper would be on her side. I guess in case she needed to escape from me.

We were both laying on our back’s, and I was just closing my eyes when Carrie spoke softly.

Mark?, do you think we’ll be bothered by bears tonight?

No. We put our food up and away from them and nothing is in the tent with us, so we should be fine. And, if feel the need to use the head, please wake me, so I can go with you.

She gabbed my hand and squeezed it. “Ok. I will, but I probably won’t need it until morning.”

I started closing my eyes again, but also felt that she did not release my hand. That made me feel good, actually. A minute later, she said, “Mark?” softly. “Yesssssss” I answered.

Remember out on that rock, after we kissed? “Yes. I do remember.” I said. she sighed, then said, “Remember you said if you got the chance again, you would like to kiss me again.”

Yes. I do remember, and I meant that. I hope I didn’t offend you. She giggled, “You Jarheads are pretty thick aren’t you. Will please just kiss me, and mean it too.”

I turned towards her. She let go of my one hand, then grabbed the other, as I leaned in and touched her lips with mine. As our lips touched, her mouth open and so mine also and our tongues met. The longer our kiss continued, the hotter it became. “My God. This woman can kiss”

Our tongues now explored each other, our eyes open to each other, looking into each other’s souls. Her hand then took mine and brought up to her chest, then under her shirt, and placed my hand on her one breast. Her nipple was like a rock, and her breast, small yet filled my hand. I started to massage it as we continued kissing. She took her hand then, put it around my neck, as she rolled to her side and pulled me in closer to her.

She moaned in my mouth as I lightly pinched her nipple. So many thoughts moved in my head then. All the things I wanted to do with her right now, but, I wanted her to lead this, wherever it was going to go.

We continued kissing, and she also kept moaning more and more. I moved my hand to her other breast and massaged it as well, again, lightly pinching her nipple. It too, was hard as a rock, and her breast seemed to get firmer, the more we made out.

I pulled my hand from her breast, then reached it around her and pulled her into me. She kissed me now with a passion I have never felt from any woman. My hand was rubbing her back, and her knee slid between my legs now, so I know she could feel my hardened member against leg.

When my hand slid down her back, and then over her butt, she moaned loudly into my mouth. I couldn’t resist, and moved it so it would go under her shirt until it felt her naked butt cheek. I lay there caressing this beautiful ass of her’s and her moans grew louder still. She somehow got both her arms around my neck, and I was hoping it wasn’t too uncomfortable for her.

Our lips have yet to part, but neither of us cared at this point. We both knew in short time, we’d have full carnal knowledge of each other. He hand then came down my chest, as I moved slightly, to give her access. She snaked her hand under my shirt and was rubbing my chest and nipples now. I too was moaning into her mouth. How could I not. This beautiful woman was making love to me. It was so sensual, and sweet. My hand was now exploring both cheeks and now started toward her crack. “God. will she freak if I go further than this?” I thought.

But, her hand made it’s way down my belly, then went under the waist band of my shorts, where she lightly grabbed my hard cock. “Oh God.” I moaned into her mouth. She lifted her one leg, which now gave me access to her sex. My fingers found their way to her moist thong, and gently moved it to the side. I started rubbing her labia, which was coated already soaked with her fluids of delight.

She broke the kiss, and softly said, “yes. make love to me Mark.” Her hand was now stroking my cock gently, yet with a firm grip. Every time she would come up to the tip, her finger would play with the head and smear my pre-cum all over. My finger was gently massaging inside her, which was driving her crazy.

I started teasing her some. Slipping my finger in, then pull out and rub her clit, which was quite pronounced. God I would love to see that right now. I love eating a woman, but right now, I don’t think that is in the cards at this point. She kept darting her tongue into my mouth, with each entry of her pussy. I loved hearing her moan, as I did this.

I now inserted my finger again, but this time deeper, and took my thumb and rubbed her clit. When my finger found that rough patch of her g-spot, I concentrated souly on that.

Then her body tensed up, “Oh God Markkkk. Oh God” and she started cumming for me. She couldn’t kiss now, as her orgasm took over her body. I could feel her body tremble, and I know it wasn’t because she was cold. We were both hot now.

I held as she kept cumming, then as she started to relax, she removed her hand from my member and then tried to push my shorts down.

Mark. I need you inside me. Make love to me. Please

I got to my knees and removed my shorts. I then unbuttoned her shirt, and opened it. I left it on her, so she was protected from cold on her arms. I unzipped the bag, to give us more room to move and got between her legs. I carefully then started to remove her thong, and when I had it off, started kissing up her leg. When I got to her thigh, she said to do that later. Please get inside me. I can’t wait anymore.

Are you sure Carrie? I mean we are definitely crossing a line here that I have never crossed before.

She smiled up at me “Yes. Please. Yes”

I already knew she was extremely wet from her orgasm, just minutes before. I line up my ridged member to hew slippery sex and gently pushed in. In unison, we both said, “Oh God”. With good reason too. Her pussy was so hot, so wet and yet felt velvety soft as it engulfed my cock.

Go slow Mark. It has been 4 years since I have done this. Oh My God, you feel so good.

I slowly, and I mean slowly, inched my 6 1/2 inches into her. I am not a big man, by porn standards, but pretty thick and can usually last a long time, but right now, I could feel I could cum in no time flat. Once I was in all the way, I stopped and rested. I could feel her pussy muscles contract all around my cock, like it was milking it. I was still kneeling, keeping my weight from on top of her, but my hands were on the ground, next to her shoulders. Her hands were gripping my forearms tightly.

I pulled back slowly, then forward again slowly, thinking of anything I could to stave off my impending orgasm. She was moaning and cooing, as I did this. “Faster Babe” she said.