Having sex outdoors on a warm day, in a secluded hamlet is by far one of the best experiences one can have. This is exactly what I had planned for April. I love hiking and try to hike once or twice a week. It’s a relief to get out of the city and breathe fresh air. So, at lunch I asked April if we could meet at the park to talk about my “outdoor” proposition.
I was proactive and was prepared for both a negative or an affirmative response. I began by asking if she would ever consider hiking with me. Nothing heavy duty, just an easy hike in the rolling hillside. She looked intrigued.
“If you want to go here is a specific list of what you’ll need to be comfortable.” I handed her the list and after she perused it, indicated that she had some questions.
“I get the water bottles, shoes, and socks, and a lightweight backpack, but why two outfits?”
“You never know what we might encounter on the trail. You may need to swap out a shirt or shorts due to it being wet or muddy.”
“OK, I’m in. When are we going?”
“This Sunday if you’re free. We’ll start out early in the morning and we’ll be back at nightfall. Does that give you enough time to gear up?”
“Sure, where are we going to hike?”
“I’m going to take you to a beautiful spot. It’s a real favorite of mine, I know you’ll love it.”
On Wednesday, April informed me that she had everything she needed and was anxious for Sunday to arrive. So was I but kept most of what I planned to myself.
Sunday arrived bright and sunny. Not a cloud in the sky, and no rain in the forecast. The temperature was to be in the low to mid-eighties, a perfect day to hike. I drove to her Brownstone in my four-wheel-drive pickup. When she saw me pull up she expressed surprise,
“I had no idea you had a truck, this is cool.”
“I’m full of surprises, I have a 77 Corvette too, someday we’ll cruise in that too if you like.”
“Absolutely,” she said.
As it was early Sunday morning I had picked up coffee and croissants for the ride. It was a two-hour drive to our destination. I told her to sit back and relax. I asked her if there was any type of music that she would like to listen to as we drove. April said she had no real preferences and whatever I liked was OK with her. We listened to a variety of music which helped pass the two hours. Soon we got to the turnoff and proceeded down a dirt road.
“Now you know why I brought the truck,” I told her. The road was a bit bumpy and narrow and then opened into a small clearing about a mile in. I parked the truck and we unloaded our gear. As I looked at her in her new hiking outfit I couldn’t help but admire her beauty. She had chosen a button-down shirt, shorts, lightweight hiking shoes and proceeded to put on a fashionable bandana to top it all off. I helped her with her backpack and she was ready to go. When I pulled my backpack out she saw that it was noticeably larger than hers.
“I thought you said this was a day hike,” She joked.
“I’m always prepared for everything when I come up here, take this,” as I handed her one of my walking sticks.
“Let’s go,” I said, and off we went.
The trail is not well worn as not many people come up here. As a matter of fact, In all of the years I’ve hiked it I’ve seen maybe one or two people. It’s beautiful and very picturesque, with rolling hills and meadows surrounding us. The birds were singing to us as we walked. The trail started to gradually steepen but April took it in stride she is very trim and fit and this hike presented no stamina issues for her.
After about forty-five minutes or so we came to a clearing where I thought was a good time or a break. We both took a drink from our water bottles and took in the scenery. I moved toward her and put my arm around her shoulder.
“This is beautiful,” she said softly
“Like you,” I replied.
We looked into each other’s eyes and kissed deeply.
“Ready to continue? We’ve got a bit farther to go to get to my favorite spot.”
Soon we came upon a brook that flows along part of the trail. The water was clear and we stopped to watch it flow past us.
“It’s so peaceful here,” she said.
“It gets better a bit farther up,” I assured her.
After an additional half-hour, we arrived at the top of the trail. Looking down across a meadow of yellow flowers she saw that the brook flowed into a small pond. The water cascaded over a ledge forming a waterfall. In the distance, we saw some deer who paid us no mind as we continued down toward the pond. The area was as tranquil as the city is busy. April made it even more beautiful with her presence. I found an area near the pond that was soft and flat.
“Let’s set up here,” I suggested.
“Set up what?” she asked.
I didn’t answer, but took off my backpack and started to unpack it. First I placed a plush blanket down. Then I pulled out a small basket in which there was a bottle of wine and two glasses wrapped in cloth napkins. From another compartment, I took out two gourmet sandwiches I had a local deli prepare. April was down by the water and hadn’t noticed what I was doing. She turned to come back and was surprised at what she saw.
“I thought this would be a perfect place to have lunch, what do you think?”
”Everything is just perfect.”
I poured some wine for each of us and proposed a toast to us. We proceeded to eat our gourmet sandwiches and drank wine in the great outdoors.
“This is divine. I’m so glad we did this.”
After we finished, I put the wine and glasses aside and stretched out on the blanket. I looked up at April and noticed that like me, she had perspired and the back of her shirt was wet, as was mine.
“April, I noticed that you and I are both perspiring, and I know you wouldn’t want to go back in an uncomfortable state. There’s no one for miles, why don’t we take a dip in the pond to refresh and cool off?”
“Sounds great but are you sure we’re alone?”
“Yes, I’m confident that we are, and I don’t think the birds or deer will mind.”
I started to pull my t-shirt over my head, then untied my shoes, stood up and took off my shorts and underwear. She did the same laying everything neatly down on the blanket. I noticed for the first time that April must have been tanning at the gym, because she looked like a bronze goddess as the sun shone on her naked form. It was truly a sight to behold.
We walked hand in hand to the water’s edge and slowly walked in. The water was cold but bearable. Her nipples immediately hardened enhancing the experience for me. April walked through the water over to the small waterfall, stood underneath and let the water cascade over her hair, and shoulders. She was truly a vision. Then came back over to me, put her arms around my neck, pulled me to her and kissed me softly.
“It’s another hour and a half down the trail, so why don’t we go back to the blanket and rest a bit?”
“Sure but do we let the sun dry us off?”
“No, I’ve got that covered,” and as we returned to the blanket I pulled two soft beach towels out of my backpack.
“You’ve thought of everything, haven’t you?”
“I truly hope so,” I replied.
We dried each other off and then I suggested that we lie on the blanket and just enjoy the sun. She agreed and we stretched out next to each other and relaxed. It wasn’t too long before I put my next step in the plan into action. Earlier, I had removed a bottle of massage oil from my backpack and let it sit in the sun to warm it a bit. I took the bottle, poured some in the palm of my hand and began rubbing her back.
“Ooooooo,” she sighed, “That’s heavenly.” I massaged her back and slowly moved down each leg, and back up again. I slowed as I approached the cleft between her legs and rubbed the insides of each gently brushing her vagina then rubbing each ass cheek as well. I continued to retrace my steps and she voluntarily spread her legs to signal that she liked what she was receiving. Soon of her own volition, she rolled over and indicated that she needed attention elsewhere.
I began at her ankles working my way up between her legs just brushing against her vagina for now, and ending at the nape of her neck. I didn’t linger anywhere at first because I wanted to tease her a bit. I reapplied more oil and proceeded to begin again. She now had her arms behind her head and was seductively stretched out before me.
As I moved from her navel toward her breasts, she held my hands in place signaling that she wanted more than just a passing glance. I began to knead each breast gently while gently flicking her now rock hard nipples. This not only made her begin to softly moan, but made me hard as well.
“Please suck them,” she whispered. And I immediately obliged her. Very gently I took each one into my mouth tonguing the nipples as well. She held my head and pressed it down against them sighing and telling me not to stop. It was then that I made my way down to her sweet spot and began kissing her labia and gently licking her clitoris. This made her writhe on the blanket and hold my head in place there as well.
I could feel her clit harden and no a small stream of fluid was dripping from her vagina. I entered her opening with my tongue and ran it all over the area gently sucking on her clit which was boldly protruding from its hood. Reaching up with one hand I pulled and softly pinched her nipple while she did the same to the other one.
April was softly moaning and writhing on the blanket in what appeared to be complete ecstasy. She then pulled me up to her face and kissed me hard thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth almost wrestling with mine. With that, she told me to lie on my back, grabbed the massage oil and poured it liberally on my chest.
“Turnabout is fair play,” she chuckled, and began to massage my chest, paying attention to my nipples, pinching them and softly biting as well as pushing in with her tongue. April began to move her way down to my erection which again was rock hard. The feeling of her oiled hands was sublime. She was careful not to rub too much and started to lick my shaft and head and gently suck the tip with her lips.
Soon she straddled my chest and started to rock back and forth sliding her vagina on my erection. I could have free reign on her breasts now and took both in my hands and massaged, them while gently but firmly twisting and pinching her slick hard nipples. April leaned down and kissed me passionately.
Leaning in she whispered, “Please take me.”
“I didn’t bring any condoms though.”
“Not to worry, I started using birth control last month just after we began to get intimate.”
We kissed once more and as she straddled me, raised up, took my penis, placed it at her opening and slowly sat down on it. The oil had made entry easier but I wasn’t going to force the issue, She gasped a bit raised herself back up, and then slowly, and sensually came back down all the way this time.
No words were needed as we began to meet each other’s thrusts in the throes of passion. Nipple play enhanced the experience for her and I noticed that she was ministering to her clit as I continued our rhythm. April began to increase her thrusts and I knew that she must be close, I too could feel the familiar sensations building within me. I didn’t care who came first, it didn’t have to be simultaneous. The look on her face spoke volumes. She exuded blissful happiness, emitting an almost guttural tone.
Soon she began to moan softly and her breathing came in short bursts. Her legs squeezed my sides and her vaginal muscles closed in around my cock. April leaned down and gave me the hardest kiss I had ever experienced, all the while moaning softly as she came in my arms. Not missing a beat, she kept on going as I was building toward a climax of my own.
“Please cum inside me now,” she softly pleaded.
“I am now,” Holding her to me I pushed up and shot deep within her repeatedly until I was physically drained.
We stayed interlocked for some time and when we returned to normal breathing we were both at a loss for words.
April spoke first, “That was incredible, I had read accounts of what it’s like but what we just did transcends anything I’ve ever read. It was like we were one with each other.”
I agreed. “I have never experienced anything as passionate as what just happened between us.”
It was getting late and we needed to get ourselves composed and hike out. April put the other outfit she brought while I changed as well.
“Glad I suggested a change of clothes?”
“Yes,” she chuckled.
We packed up and hiked out hand in hand, kissing and playing grab ass all the way back down to the truck. I could tell April was ready to go again but it was too late and the truck wasn’t the greatest place for a repeat performance. We packed the truck and began our journey back home. The truck had a bench seat so April slid right over next to me like we did as teenagers. About halfway home she stretched out on the seat with the back of her head on my lap. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt and unfastened her shorts.
“Drive with your left hand,” she told me as she took my right hand and placed it on her braless breasts.”
“I don’t know what you’ve done to me but I need more.” I had no issue with what she wanted but it was hard to pay attention to the road. She told me not to stop the truck as I felt her breasts and nipples with my right hand. She had her hand inside her shorts rubbing her clit furiously and alternately inserting her fingers into herself.
All of this caused an instant erection which made it hard to drive and was very uncomfortable. April was in another zone, completely oblivious to where she was. Her mission was to get herself off and she was going to fulfill that mission with or without my help. Soon her breathing became shallow and she began to softly chirp, soon I heard, “I’m cumming,” as she pinched her nipple with my fingers and raised up off the seat.
Fortunately, it was dark so no passing cars could see the activity in the truck. My hard-on needed to be taken care of and she didn’t miss a beat as she sat up next to me, unzipped my fly and pried out my stiff member now slick with precum and close to the point of no return. April began slowly stroking but she sensed by my breathing that I was on the edge.
I told her to hold her hand above the tip or I’d shoot all over everything. She continued to stroke with one hand and shield with the other until I softly groaned, “I’m gonna cum!” I shot directly into the palm of her hand at least four times before it became just a dribble. April reached behind the seat, got one of the towels and cleaned me up as I drove.
We finally arrived home, unpacked our things and I walked her to her door.
“Thanks for the most wonderful day I’ve ever had.”
“You’re so very welcome,” I said.
As we kissed goodnight she whispered in my ear, “ Next time it will be my turn to surprise you.”
With that, she squeezed my crotch as we gave each other one last passionate kiss of the night.
