Backpacking In the Wilderness part 2 of 3

Backpacking In the Wilderness part 2 of 3

Several times I touched Eve. Each time she smiled at me rather as if she were in possession of a happy secret, a secret she might share with me by and by. She smelled good, like a pine forest and she was totally unabashed at encountering a strange man fifty miles from nowhere. In fact, she almost seemed to regard our meeting as arranged, though nothing could have been further from the truth.

I took a few opportunities to tentatively touch her as we were moving around and working together. She didn't seem to mind when I touched her. She Wasn't afraid, that was for sure, but I couldn't tell if she liked me to touch her, would rather I didn't care, or worse - didn't even notice.

As the daylight faded and the cool of the evening crept in, we built up the fire and took off our boots and spread our sleeping bags to catch the warmth of the flames. As we spread our sleeping bags out, I longed to be able to zip them together and slide in together. Just the sight of the inside of her sleeping bag was arousing to me. It was sort of like seeing her used underwear. If she were to go away from the campsite at this moment, I think I would bury my face in her bag and try to smell, and somehow capture, her scent and her essence. How it happened that she came to be in my arms, I don't know, but I was suddenly kissing that wonderful mouth with a blood-hound excitement that surprised even me. Her body was strong and firm and her bare legs, warmed by the fire, felt smooth and strong against mine.

Did I do that without thinking? Was it all right? I guess it was she was kissing me back! Or was I kissing her back? Oh, my! Her lips were delicious - so full and soft. Our tongues cautiously searched for the other. I felt her press into me. Her wonderful full breasts squished against my chest. I felt her heat. Her strong tan thighs pressed into mine. They were incredibly smooth and firm. I pushed my pelvis into her unconsciously. “I wondered if you noticed that my cock was rock-hard. I wondered if this was heading where I thought it was” where I ached to go! A thought deep down in my subconscious was wondering if this was where you had been aching to go, too.

After a moment, Eve disengaged and, in a single graceful movement, shucked off her tiny shirt. Like the rest of her, her breasts were magnificent -- firm, succulent, large and inviting. Reaching out, I gently traced their soft curves with my hands and teased the large, hard nipples with my fingertips.

As I touched her, she trembled and closed her eyes to savor my slow enjoyment of her breasts. We settled down onto her sleeping bag and despite our obvious desire for each other, there seemed to be no hurry for either of us. Our isolation, the stillness of the mountains, the warmth of the fire, all created a languor that kept our desires in gentle check.

Oh, my God, she was showing her gorgeous, full tits to me, offering them to me! I had to concentrate to keep my mouth from dropping open. Automatically, I reached out and tenderly fondled those wonderful melons. They were so soft and full and firm. I felt like I might cream my shorts! She was enjoying the attention I was giving to her tits, and this relaxed me a little and excited me terribly at the same time. I was dreamily fondling her breasts and feeling her heat.

My senses were acute. I looked at the beautiful soft curves of her breasts. They hung down from their weight, but were firm, and stood out proudly. Her nipples were hard and large and begged for attention. I saw her pretty face, her large, dark eyes, her smooth cheeks, her pretty nose, and soft chin. I smelled her sweet breath, her hair her body. I could smell her arousal. We were now lying on her sleeping bag.

The air was fresh and cooling fast as the night enveloped us. I moved in closer as I felt the cool night air on my back in contrast to the wonderful warmth of Eve. The campfire flickered nearby. I could hear her breathing, which was deep and regular. I could hear the crickets, the crackling of the orange flames, the loons on Hatchet Lake and the many night sounds that come from the forest. She must have been reading my mind! To take away any doubt of where we were going, Eve stood up, silhouetting herself against the twilight. She smiled down at me with that enigmatic smile I was beginning to find so exciting and tossed her hair over her shoulders. In a single fluid movement, she slipped her hiking shorts and panties over the flare of her hips and over her smooth thighs, kicking them to the side and revealing the trim splendor of her nudity.

She was not embarrassed; she was leading the way. She watched me with that erotic, sensual smile, never taking her eyes from mine as she stripped. She watched my obvious arousal with satisfaction, and I could see the rush of power that moved through her. I was so turned on by her wonderful nakedness, her openness, and her control, that I hardly know what to do. I just hoped I was not drooling! I knew my cock was.

In the clear air of the hilltop, with the first stars beginning to blink in the evening sky she was like a living statue, the Goddess of the Wilderness in glowing flesh. She was perfect. With her legs apart and her hands on her hips, she appeared content to let me look at her as long, as it pleased me.

Her only movement was to shift slightly, planting a bare foot on either side of my body and exposing a hint of her lovely pouting lips peeking from her bush. Her pose told me that she was mine to gaze upon as I wished.

"No, don't move," Eve said as I started to rise. "Let me, Burt."

Kneeling across my legs, she unfastened my belt and stripped off my shorts and underwear. As she pulled them down, my cock practically leapt up in her face Now I knew I was in heaven. I thought I had managed to control my mouth from gaping and drooling in my lust for her, but I couldn't control my cock. As Eve's wonderful warm hands released it from my shorts, we both saw its slick, shiny wetness from the pre-cum that was dripping from the end. She didn't mind in fact she seemed happy and hungry for it. She kissed its head slowly and sensually. I saw my juice on her lips. I twitched uncontrollably when she flicked her tongue over the sensitive spot on the underside of my cockhead. As she pulled away, I could see my pre-cum shining on her lovely lips and a stringy strand kept her pretty lips and my throbbing cock connected as if they are straining to stay together.

She told me the big bulge she had been watching was more than she could stand. She said she wanted me from the first moment she laid eyes on me -- that my dark eyes, strong build and tanned skin made her wet with desire. She said I had Dark eyes that she wanted to get lost in and a boyish, innocent, sensual type smile that crept easily across my lips. She said I looked to be about 5'11" and weigh about 200 lbs. and have a body that gets worked out on a regular basis, along with a nice tight ass that would be perfect for sinking my rod deep inside her. It was wonderful to know that she wanted me in the same intense, wanton, uninhibited, boundless, insatiable way that I wanted her!

Now, she went on, her most daring, erotic fantasy was about to come true. Now, she was the HUNTRESS instead of the HUNTED. Eve had always dreamed of meeting a man in the wilderness and taking him instead of him taking her. This was her chance, and she wasn't about to let it slip away or let it pass her by. She said she wanted me and desired me. She wanted to ride me like a Cowboy rides a Bucking Horse at the Rodeo. She wanted me to feel her hot throbbing Pussy slowly choking.... massaging.... gripping.... grasping ... the head of my huge, erect, rock-hard, purple-headed rod. She wanted to savor every moment of my entering her hot and sticky Honey Pot.

I didn't tell her that this was also my dream - to have her want me like

I wanted her. To have her pursue me, because then I would know she wanted me, and I would not have to worry about pushing too hard or too fast. Oh, her wonderful, fragrant Pussy! How beautiful! Her feeling this way and having these thoughts was unbelievably wonderful!

The moist whisper of her lips brought a groan to my throat. Again, she smiled that enigmatic smile and slithered forward to gather herself above my hardness. I could feel the heat of her as she paused, relishing the moment. Without taking her eyes from mine she reached down and guided my erection to her wet and ready pussy and slowly very slowly sank down upon it.

I moaned, "Oh, this is heaven! Slide down my pole! Impale yourself on my cock. We will lose ourselves in our passion. I feel your hot cunt swallowing my cock."

She was moving in a way to make the sensations the fullest for both of us. I relished the feel and watched hungrily as her breasts jiggled and swayed with her efforts. She was strong and her passion high.

She was making love to my dick with her pussy. We were devouring each other with our eyes and our hands and our mouths and our unbridled passion. It was rapturous for both of us. As her moist pussy slid down onto my cock, I felt I was being engulfed by a pot of warm honey. Her eyes widened, startled at the penetration as she impaled herself inch by inch on my shaft. Her mouth opened in a sigh, a breathy moan as she lowered herself onto me, while triumph mingled with excitement in her face.

Was it possible for her arousal, her need be fucked, to be as great as mine? Could the feel of a stiff dick entering, into her be as wonderful as the feel of a hot, wet cunt swallowing my dick? I hoped it was, for her. I cannot describe the wonder of this moment as I saw the glow on Eve's face, the pleasure on her mouth, the sweat glistening on her tits, the smell of her sex as it gave ultimate pleasure to me. I hoped she was receiving the same bounteous pleasure in return.

She rose as slowly as she had descended until I barely remained in her; it was maddening to feel her hot wetness surrender its grip on my cock, and I reached for her hips to pull her back down. There was nothing tentative about her second thrust; she came down quickly, taking all of me in a single plunge. I felt that she had speared herself with my hard cock into her belly, and we both grunted with the suddenness of it.

Her succulent, tantalizing tits with their large, erect nipples shook with each plunge, and now they were begging to be caressed, sucked, and covered with my hot and partly open lips.

I could tell that the pleasures I was giving her were the most unbearable pleasures she had ever known. She screamed with joy; she wanted to kiss my lips, but the grasping of her ass with my strong massaging hands to pull me deeper into her - kept her erect on top of me. She could feel my large, hairy balls tickling the crevice of her ass as she thrust herself up and down on my pulsating shaft causing unbelievable pleasures for both of us. It was all that either of us could do to keep from exploding with sheer ecstasy.

She said she wanted me like she never wanted a man before; the thrills, the pain, the pleasure of me inside her; but still she wanted more of me; deeper and deeper in her. Eve wanted all of me in her. She wanted to kiss my still partly open lips; to whisper the things she wanted me to do to her in my ear; but the expression on her face told me everything I needed to know.

OH God! How could something so spontaneous be so good?! Wonderful! The feeling was so good, I wanted more. I wanted to be even closer to her even more intimate! I wanted to lick her all over, taste her. I wanted to suck her pussy juice, lick her asshole, shrink down and crawl completely into her wonderful cunt. Eve began to fuck me with frantic energy. Her cunt tugged at my cock and she humped me with an unrelenting rhythm.

To be continued