As we laid there sleeping soundly in our sleeping bags, we were suddenly awoken by the sound of the cattle being spooked. The sound was loud and chaotic, and it jolted us both out of our sleep. Without a second thought, I quickly jumped out of my sleeping bag and reached for my .30-30 Winchester rifle that had been in my family for over 120 years. The cold air hit me like a wall, and I realized that I had gone out without taking the time to get dressed. Beth laughed as I ran out into the open, naked and charged across the meadow wearing only boots carrying a rifle. I made my way towards the noise and saw the bear in the moonlight . The beast was massive, with razor-sharp claws and teeth, and it was trying to attack the cattle that were getting agitated with fear. I took aim and fired a shot, which hit the bear square in the chest. The bear roared in anger and came running towards me, but I was ready. I fired another shot, which hit the bear in the head through its open mouth and brought it down instantly. It was over in a matter of seconds, and the cattle calmed down soon after. I walked back to the camp, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.
Beth had dressed and had come to join me in the aftermath. I can’t believe you ran out naked like that,” she said, still giggling. “I didn’t have time to put on clothes,” I replied, grinning back. She hugged me tightly, and we both laughed at the absurdity of the situation. I got dressed and put more wood on the fire. We sat by the campfire and talked for a while, still feeling the adrenaline coursing through our veins. It was clear that we were not getting anymore sleep that night. As we sat there, the sky began to lighten, and the sun started to rise. It was a beautiful morning, with the first rays of sunlight shining over the mountain range. We took a deep breath, feeling the cool, crisp air filling our lungs. “I’m glad you were here,” I said to Beth. “Me too,” she replied, snuggling closer to me. We sat there in silence for a few moments, taking in the beauty of the landscape around us. It was a moment we would never forget, one that would forever bond us together in a way we could never have imagined.
When the sun came up I skinned the bear to make a bearskin rug. I rolled up the bearskin. He was old so the meat was not worth saving. Beth watched me intently as I rolled up the bearskin rug and carefully packed it away. As a side note, that rug is on the wall in my den on my ranch today. My wife does not know the full story of the night I shot it. “You’re pretty handy with that rifle,” she said. I grinned at her, feeling a sense of pride in my family’s tradition of marksmanship. “Yeah, my dad taught me how to shoot when I was young. It’s a skill that’s come in handy more than a few times on the ranch.” I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that we had successfully protected the ranch’s cattle and prevented any further loss.
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of closeness with Beth. The events of the night before had brought us even closer together, and changed me forever. I found myself wanting to spend more time with her. But for the time being, we had work to do. Sue had entrusted us with the task of checking on the cattle, and we needed to make sure they were all accounted for and safe. As we mounted our horses and rode out to the pasture, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. The cool mountain air felt refreshing against my skin, and the sound of our horses’ hooves on the dirt trail was a soothing rhythm. For the rest of the day, we rode through the vast mountain pastures, checking on the cattle and making sure there were no other problems. As the sun began to set, we made our way back to camp. We didn’t have a fire that night, instead opting to enjoy the peace and quiet of the mountains as we ate our cold dinner and chatted about our lives. I learned more about Beth’s studies in college and her aspirations for the future, and I found myself becoming even more intrigued by her. As the night wore on and the stars came out, we lay side by side under the stars on a blanket. The warmth of the sun was still coming from the rock. I couldn’t help but feel grateful for this moment, for the chance to be here with her in this beautiful setting. We had sex again that night on the blanket under the stars. It was all a new experience for me and Beth was a patient teacher. Finally we retired to the tent. As we drifted off to sleep, I felt a sense of peace wash over me.
Before we left we decided to go skinny dipping one more time. We swam for several hours. I admired her attractiveness. As we swam, the sun’s rays danced on the surface of the water, casting shimmering reflections on Beth’s smooth skin. I couldn’t help but admire her attractiveness. As we lounged on the bank of the lake, drying off in the warm sun, Beth pushed up onto her hands and knees looking over at me with a mischievous grin. I kept looking at her hanging boobs that jiggled a bit as she moved. They looked bigger hanging like that. She said, “I am about to blow your mind.” She moved down and took me in her mouth. She started sucking me and the sensation was the most amazing thing ever. Looking back, it was one of the best blow jobs of my life… or maybe it seems that way because of the newness of it all. I warned her I was getting close and she did not let up. I released my load in her mouth. She sat up and let it run out of her month, drip down her chin and onto her chest. Where she rubbed it around and said, “now look what you did” while laughing. She took a quick dip in the lake to rinse off. We sat there for a bit longer but eventually, the reality of our responsibilities back at the ranch set in. We got dressed, packed up our gear, and saddled up the horses. As we rode back to the ranch, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. I didn’t want to lose the magic of our time together in the mountains.
When we arrived back at the ranch, we tended to the cattle and completed our daily chores. I helped Beth feed the horses and muck out the stables. As the day drew to a close, we sat together on the porch, watching the sunset. “I had a great time with you today,” Beth said, smiling at me. “I did too,” I replied, feeling a rush of warmth in my chest. “I feel like I could spend forever out there with you.” Beth kind of smirked and she leaned in to give me a kiss. It was soft and gentle, and I felt my heart skip a beat. As we pulled away from each other, I knew that I wanted to be with her for as long as possible. The thought of being without her was unbearable. But for now, I was content to bask in the glow of our budding romance and enjoy the simple moments we shared on the ranch.
The next few weeks were pretty uneventful. We really didn’t have much time to ourselves. We stole a kiss here and there but did not get the opportunities we longed for. Our luck was about to change. We spent the morning castrating and branding late calves. One mama cow, protective of her calf, charged Beth and slammed her to the ground. I could tell she was hurting but she was tough and insisted she was fine. She pushed on until we finished the job and moved the cattle back to pasture. As Beth dismounted her horse, she winced in pain. “Ouch, I’m so sore,” she groaned. I walked over to her and placed my hand on her lower back. “I can give you a massage to help with the soreness,” I said, trying to be helpful. Sue and Joe had gone to town so it was just the two of us. We finally had the privacy we had been longing for. We went to the bunk house, I undressed her, and she laid on one of the beds. I started massaging her lower back, working my way down to her ass. At first, Beth tensed up, but as I continued to massage her, she relaxed and let out a contented sigh. I continued massaging her for several minutes, making sure to be gentle and careful not to cause her any more discomfort. As I worked on her butt, I couldn’t help but feel aroused.
As I continued to massage Beth, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over me. Her skin was so soft and warm under my fingertips, and the gentle moans of pleasure she was making only added to the intensity of the moment. I had seen her naked before but not in a setting where I could really examine her in detail like the massage allowed me to do. When I was massaging her ass, I started using slow circular motions which allowed me to spread her cheeks which exposed her cute ass hole and the back of her pussy. I was mesmerized. Then Beth rolled over, and as I glanced at her face, I saw that she was looking at me with an expression of anticipation. I began massaging her chest and her stomach, trying to be gentle and soothing but the intensity building. For a boy my age, I felt I was exercising great self control.
As I continued the massage, I found myself moving lower and lower, until my hands were resting on her hips. I could feel the warmth of her skin. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in and kissed her feeling a thrill run through me as I did. She reached down, undid my belt buckle, unzipped my wranglers and slid them down. I quickly climbed on and got down to business. After we finished, we lay there cuddling for a bit until we heard the sound of Sue’s truck coming up the drive. Beth quickly got dressed and ran to the house. I sat there thinking about Beth until Joe came in with a 6 pack of beer he had swiped. We drank the beer and played cards until it was time for bed.
The summer continued in much the same way with us stealing away every chance we could. I had no worries. We used no protection and I thought nothing of it. A year later I asked her about it and she told me she had been on the pill. I was so naïve. If we had been at the same point in life maybe we would have ended up together. It is difficult to say. We never had a “relationship”, I never called her my girlfriend, we were just fuck buddies. I think that summer she was bored and I was a toy for her. I am not saying that I felt (even looking back now) taken advantage of. If anything I got more out of it than her. We hooked up several times over the next several years when our paths would cross until she got engaged. I still see Beth occasionally at family events since Joe is still my best friend and our families are still friends. Even now at 45 she is one of the most stunning women I know. Body wise, she could easily pass for 15 years younger. Facially, she could probably pass for 5-10 years younger but I find it even better now than it was 25 years ago… ripened not aged. I will never forget those days and will always look back fondly on them.
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