The Hike

After almost 2 years of being single, a dark and sad Friday had become a day usually spent alone after a long week at school. Cue tragic mood music, you, a bucket of chocolate ice cream, wrapped in a blanket and a romantic comedy like "Bridget Jones" on the screen. Really poor you ask yourself.

This year the pipe had a different sound. You had recently met a handsome, kind, thoughtful guy with a twinkle in his eye, and I had asked if we should spend the day together. Yes, you had already danced around the apartment, as happy as a little kid on Christmas Eve. Top this with screams of joy and cheers and about a hundred phone calls to your friends, the expectations were at their peak, to say the least. After all, we had built up a lot over messages over the last 2 month. And now you were finally ready to take that small step forward. Even though you were scared, delighted, nervous and happy all at once.

I had asked you to come along on a trip. You were actually a little tired after a long week at school, but this treat of a man had managed to trick you. It was Shrove Tuesday that same day, so you thought you'd surprise me with your mom's recipe for the most delicious buns I can think of. You know what they say, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

He, or Jonathan as he was called, wasn't usually the type I fall for, but he's charming, incredibly handsome, quick with his comments, humorous and with his dark brown eyes that really look into your soul with every glance. You didn't know if you were most horny or a little in love to be honest. Maybe a little of both.

The day came, and you had scoured all the nearby sports stores to find the sexiest hiking clothes you could find. You felt happy in a new hiking jacket, headband and high ponytail, and tight, figure-hugging hiking pants. No matter how the hike went, you were going to look good.

You met me at the subway station right by the hiking trails as agreed. I stood there looking like a million bucks in your eyes. This man was clearly one of God's favorites.

We hugged each other and the sound of my voice when I said your name made you feel a familiar pull in your crotch. Oh my God, how is this going to go when you're already horny, you thought. I pointed the way into the forest, where we were going.

We strolled a couple of kilometers before you had to stop to enjoy the view and sit down for the first time. I smiled and sat down next to you. When we were about to move on, I offered a helping hand up. I pulled you up and for a moment we just stood there, close, with one of my hands in yours and the other on your lower back. My eyes watched you and you were helpful enough to brush yourself clean of twigs and such, mostly on your butt of course.

With certain movements, my hand brushed over your butt and you felt you starting to breathe heavier already.

“Gosh, are you tired yet?” I laughed. You had been dreaming away in my strong hands, and my question pulled you back down to earth again. “No, just a little dazed by the fresh natural air,” you apologized

I was familiar with the surroundings, and I had told you about a viewpoint not many people knew about. That was where we were going. I had brought skins and wood so we could light a fire, and you had the now probably slightly soggy Shrove Tuesday buns in your bag.

After several kilometers of uphill walking we were there. The sun was shining and you could see miles of forest. We were probably a little off the beaten track. That was good, you thought, and let your imagination run wild again. We got ready, and I pulled a thermos and a bottle of wine out of my bag. “This is my best-kept secret, wine and toddy always put me in a good mood,” I said and winked.

You looked at me questioningly, but accepted. We toasted and poured. We laughed and talked about everything between heaven and earth, and sat as close as we could to keep warm. I had my arm around you and you could smell a faint whiff of perfume. A perfume typically of the manly and seductive variety.

We looked each other deep in the eyes, and with a tender grip under your chin I lifted your face up to mine. My lips were warm and full and my tongue played with yours as if it had never done anything else. Your body really wanted it, but it was below freezing!

There was no point in being sensible now, you decided. All you really wanted was to feel me inside you.

I pulled half of my hiking pants off and pulled your pants down at the same time. I took a firm grip on your thighs and pulled your crotch to me. I began to tease you gently with the tip of my tongue along your labia, up and down the notch before I seriously started licking your clit.

I licked expertly, my warm tongue contrasting wonderfully with the cold breeze against your bare buttocks. I slobbered on you like a ravenous, starving animal, and you felt yourself shaking with pleasure. Your eyes rolled back in your head, you pushed your crotch against my face and all you could think was that you never wanted me to stop.

My tongue was working wonders on your clit, and just as you were about to come, I stopped and looked at you curiously. “Do you want more?” I said, my eyes glowing with desire.

You were out of breath and moaned a clear yes back. I responded by jerking my cock out. It was fully erect now, finally heading towards me.

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down your pussy, and you felt yourself soaking wet and ready.

I pushed myself into you, and you could feel every inch of my delicious, hard cock inside you. I thrust, hard and deep and delicious and you were on the verge of orgasm with every thrust.

There was something absolutely amazing about your legs being locked in position by your hiking pants, and you loved the feeling of being practically tied under the thrusts of my rock-hard cock. “You’re so fucking delicious and wet,” I said and almost roared out – “damn, how I love fucking you!”

You followed my movements with your hips, doing your best to keep up with the hard thrusts. Just like you had imagined and heard when we had texted earlier. You really could fuck this cock forever. I pulled out and threw you onto your stomach. I pulled your ass towards me, I wanted you in doggy style.

I took a firm grip with each hand around each of your buttocks and spread them apart. I put his cock in your opening and slowly pushed himself in. All the while I almost steered you from the grip I had on your buttocks. I teased you by pushing half my cock in and slowly pulling it out again.

This treatment made you so horny that you tried to push me inside you, but I held you tight. It was clear that I was running the show. I held on a little longer, and it drove you crazy. FINALLY I fucked you with my full length. It was so hard and deep that you felt yourself on the verge of coming again.

You really moaned louder and louder with each deep, hard, determined thrust. I put my hand over your mouth and continued to fuck you hard to the sound of your stifled moans. "Shhhh, have you forgotten where we are?" I asked in a teasing, seductive voice.

You continued to moan into my hand, this rough treatment was driving you crazy. I can really do whatever I want with you, you thought as you felt my thumb on the outside of your asshole. You let out a loud "mhhh" as if yes as I massaged you with experienced movements.

I slowly pushed my thumb in, and continued to fuck you in hard, deep, rhythmic thrusts, much faster than in place.

Now you couldn't hold back any longer, it was as if you had died and gone to heaven.

The most powerful of the powerful orgasms washed over you, you saw stars and shook uncontrollably from the strong waves of orgasm. I thrust you hard a few more times and you felt all my ejaculation inside you. I continued thrusting a little more, and we were practically shaking in competition.

I gave you a real slap on the ass before I pulled your hiking pants back on. I lifted you to me and kissed you again, a deep and intense tongue kiss that matched the desire we still had for each other. I took a good grip on your ponytail and pulled you a few inches away. I looked at you concentrated for a few moments and really drank in the sight of your face before I said: "Maybe we should continue in the shower at my hotel?»