Hello everyone, I am the guy in the story, and I don’t really think my introduction is required by any means. I am an avid mountaineer, and this story is about how a friend and I enjoyed a night during a long trek.
This friend in the story is a woman I have known for a few months. We haven’t been trekking together before, but we have spent a lot of time talking about this and that. She is roughly 39 years of age, unmarried and single. She is about 5’0″, fair with negligible tanning on her arms due to the habit of being outdoors.
To describe her, she has short hair, is not so tiny, and has red lips. She has a slightly soft tummy. Rest assured, she has awesome curves, well-shaped, plump round breasts, and a fairly attractive butt. She must have had a bad breakup to be single now. She is definitely someone I would have loved to be with. I always admired her physique, but as I said, I thought of her more as a pretty friend than someone I wanted to sleep with.
Though we had a good rapport and used to share all sorts of jokes, I never had any kind of feelings for her until that very day.
Once, it was just the two of us on a long trek which involved walking amidst a valley and the forest around it for two days. It was the first time that it was just her and me on the trek.
We started off early in the morning. The route we were hiking up required a couple of hours to get to a village. The weather was pleasant, and it had just started raining as we began our ascent. We had walked half the distance by then.
I was ahead of her by a very short distance, so I stopped to have a glance around, which kept me amazed and changed the way I looked at her. She was wearing a greenish cotton T-shirt which was sticking to her chest and belly.
The wet shirt was clearly outlining her bra. I could see the cups of her bra which were holding those beautiful breasts she has. Before I could feast my eyes any longer, she looked up at me.
She looked glad that I had decided to pause during the ascent, so she turned around and started taking pictures of the valley behind. Her nylon quick-dry fabric pants were clinging to her thighs and her perfect fleshy buttocks.
We were both drenched, and it was a bit windy and hence a bit cold too. This scene immediately gave me an erection.
Later, I had similar moments throughout the climb. We reached the top and walked through the forest until evening. We arrived at the campsite we had planned for.
She looked tired, and to be honest, I was tired too. I was getting the tent out of the sack while she took off her backpack and stretched her body with relief.
Her awesome breasts looked so heavenly as she lifted her arms above her head and arched her waist a bit. The scene still gives me an erection whenever I think of it. She didn’t notice me watching her.
I had started pitching the tent while she sat on a stone in front and was taking her shoes off. She bent forward, and I unintentionally looked at her, which allowed me to peek into her T-shirt. Amazing cleavage appeared, and she looked up for some reason.
This time she noticed me, I guess, or maybe not, because she didn’t stop or readjust herself. She went on with removing her shoes as if she didn’t see me staring. I immediately felt that this evening was going to be fun if everything went well.
It was almost dark by the time we settled our bags inside. I hooked up a dim camping light in the tent.
I thought I could go fill the bottles from a small stream nearby since it had stopped raining. I suggested that she could change clothes by the time I returned. She nodded and zipped the tent closed as I left.
I returned with the bottles sooner than she must have expected, so I didn’t rush in and stayed outside.
I couldn’t resist taking a look at the tent. The tent looked bright, and I was privileged to see a shimmering hot silhouette inside.
By the looks of her silhouette, she had unpinned her hair. It fell past her shoulders, and I could see a naked outline of her upper body slimming down to a waist. She must have turned for something, and I could make out the shape of her breasts.
I was mesmerized by the way she cupped her breasts and probably rubbed them. I feel aroused even as I write about it.
It started drizzling outside, so I asked her if she was done. Soon I was in the tent. She was wearing a black T-shirt and shorts. At about nine, while she was lying down beside me, I rummaged through backpacks and some stuff kept there to confirm if I had kept my headlamp easily accessible.
I moved aside a jacket, and just as I did, I found her black bra lying there. She watched me find it. I looked at her, and surprisingly, she winked at me.
I found my headlamp right there, so I lay down. I asked her if she wanted me to turn the camping light off, to which she refused.
We were both lying next to each other. She turned onto her side facing me, and for no apparent reason, so did I.
While I was going through the pictures on my phone, she put her toes on my toes. I immediately looked at her.
“The views were fantastic today, weren’t they?” she said.
“Yeah, hell yeah, brilliant weather and…”
Before I could complete, she said, “Yeah, you seemed to be enjoying the views. And, yeah, sorry about that!” She pointed to her bra. I had nothing to respond.
“Not a problem” was the only thing I could utter.
While we had this conversation, she seemed to be playing with my toes the whole time. I was kind of liking it, but I didn’t say anything.
“So, the views were great, and I must say days are good with a pretty companion,” I continued.
I don’t know why I looked down at her body as I spoke. Maybe that was a natural instinct. I could see her fair belly and navel as her short T-shirt had ridden up a bit.
She had a navel ring, and there was no way I could have known about it. Yet I said, “Looks nice. Suits your belly.” I flirted.
“Haha, thanks. You haven’t seen much. I have a tattoo on my lower back,” she said and winked.
I don’t know why, but the navel ring had gotten me going. I gazed up at her breasts and somehow didn’t manage to look away.
Even before I found her bra, I had already observed that she wasn’t wearing one. But now I could even see the shape of her nipples. So either she was feeling cold, or I was in for a steamy hot night.
“Nope, I am not wearing one right now,” she said and laughed.
“Oh, sorry, but I’m not sure I had any doubt about that, since I already stumbled upon your bra,” I replied. We both laughed.
“It’s getting a bit cold in here,” she said.
I dared to reply with my toe working up her leg. That was the moment. I took her palm in mine and moved closer to her. The next moment, we had our lips locked. I broke away for a minute to take a look at her pretty face, and we both sat up. She leaned into me, and we were off to it again.
I was kissing her passionately, and she had her hands on my head. I was running my fingers through her hair with one hand while the other had worked up to her belly. I didn’t want to hurry this up, so I just avoided going any further up or down and instead touched her waist, back, and neck.
As I did so, we grew more intense. I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and she responded by touching her tongue to mine. Soon we were in a deep kiss, and it felt like I never wanted it to stop.
She moved her hands on my back, and I responded by pulling her toward me. She was almost sitting on my lap now. This broke the kiss, and I started kissing her neck around the collar of her T-shirt, then moved to her ears.
I licked her earlobe. This turned her on so much that she started pulling my shirt from behind. Her nails almost started to scratch me. I gently held her, and we lay down. I looked at her. She looked happy.
I moved beside her, put my hand over her head, and started kissing her again, while with my other hand I touched her belly and worked my way up. And there I was. I had never touched a girl that way before.
She figured out what the problem was and started lifting her shirt. I let go of her, lifted her T-shirt, and tossed it aside. Apart from pornography, I was seeing a topless woman for the first time. She had amazing, beautiful, well-shaped breasts.
“Those are just great,” I whispered.
She didn’t say a word and closed her eyes. I kissed her lips again, moved to her neck, and then to her breasts. I didn’t want her to feel like she had given her body to a guy to play with, so I didn’t just grope her like everyone else does.
I kissed her breasts, touched the lower part gently, and kissed them again and again. She had definitely started to feel what we were both up to. She wrapped her legs around me as she touched my lower back and slid her hands into my waistband.
I thought I knew what she wanted, so I took off my shirt. Before I could think, she pushed me down and sat on top of me. She repeatedly kissed my chest, neck, and nose. She waited for a moment, and the next thing she did took me by pleasant surprise.
She unbuckled my pants and said, “I’ve never played with one. I want to.”
I helped her take my pants off. It was a bit awkward since I was going through all of this for the very first time in my life. She held me and worked her hands up and down. I was already hard. This drove me crazy.
As she did so, I was touching her breasts. She grabbed my hand and pressed it hard against her breast. I knew I was being asked to be more aggressive. I pressed her breasts fully and understood what a feeling it was for both of us.
She was holding and stroking my penis, which was rock hard by now. She held it and slid herself down as she kissed me there. That feeling is beyond words.
I pushed her back down and took off her shorts in no time. I have always had a weakness for black innerwear on a woman. I slowly pulled it down and looked at her.
She winked and said, “I always come clean.”
As I looked further, I saw she had fully shaved. It was a bit reddish and darker than her skin complexion. I didn’t waste any time there and simply started kissing her.
For the first time, I heard her let out a moan. As I started kissing deeper, she put her hands on my head and pushed my face into her with her thighs around my head.
This went on for the next few minutes. Her moans were getting louder. I slowly inserted my finger deep inside her. I could feel how wet she was.
I slowly started moving it in and out. She started getting really into it, but I told her to relax and enjoy. I pushed her down and placed her hands on her breasts. She knew what to do.
As I started moving my finger faster, she lifted her hips so the finger would go deeper. I inserted two fingers this time. It was tight but eventually went in slowly.
I don’t know what she felt, but as I started doing it faster, she went wild. This went on for a minute before she sat up and made me stop.
I moved upward again to her navel and breasts and finally to her lips. She held my penis and said, “Even bigger now.”
I just smiled at her. Before I could ask her anything, I felt probably the best physical sensation of my life. She had taken my penis into her mouth and started kissing it. This went on for a couple of minutes before I had to stop her and said, “Let’s do it.”
“It’s going to be a secret, isn’t it?” she whispered in my ear before biting it. She put her arm around my neck, pulling me close as we lay back down.
Since we were both new at it, it took us a couple of minutes to find a comfortable position. When we had it sorted out, I tried to enter her, but it didn’t seem to go in at first.
We both realized I had to push. She held my hand tight, I kissed her hard, and I pushed in. I was inside her, and the feeling is beyond words. She gasped for breath.
I asked her if I should stop. She refused and continued to bite my lips. I kissed her and kept my hand on her right breast.
Despite being first-timers, we seemed to have good chemistry, to our surprise. After a few minutes, she told me she had started to feel something. Neither of us was sure if it was me or her getting somewhere.
We were just so overwhelmed and excited that neither of us wanted to stop. Eventually, I told her I thought I was close. She had a glow in her eyes and kept looking at me. Her beautiful hair fell across part of her forehead. She looked pretty. We didn’t have a choice. We didn’t stop. All of a sudden, we both felt like we had just run a mile. We were exhausted. I grabbed a napkin from the pack nearby and cleaned her, then planted a kiss there as if I cared for her deeply.
We both wiped ourselves clean, and she shifted into my sleeping bag. We decided to cuddle through the night and talk.
Throughout the night, we talked about how it felt and kissed quite a lot. It was one great evening to remember, and definitely different from the way pornography represents sex.