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The summer heat hit us as we emerged from the cool shade of the forest. I spread my arms and said, "Behold."

Melissa looked around at the camping area and out at the little lake. "This is so beautiful!"

"And all just for you," I said.

She set her heavy backpack on the ground and groaned with relief. "Oh, it feels good to get that off." She wiped sweat from her face and behind her neck.

I set my pack down beside hers. "Yeah. Modern packs are comfortable, but it's still a lot to carry."

"Good thing you were carrying most of it. I felt like I was going to die about halfway along the trail."

"It looked like you were doing okay. You should have said something. We could have taken more rest breaks."

"No way, mister. If you weren't going to rest, neither was I."

Her competitive spirit is one of the things I liked about Melissa. Though she was shy, she had played competitive sports growing up and always put heart and soul into everything, even at something new; like hiking in the wilderness with a guy she met only a month ago.

"No need to kill yourself," I said, stretching and rotating my sore shoulders. "And to be honest, I could have used a few more breaks too. Haven't done this in a while."

The trail we had taken wound through the thick forest for miles and curved around little lakes. They were large ponds, really. On each lake, the park service had cleared the ground for two campsites, a couple hundred feet apart. Except for a shared outhouse back in the woods and a circle of rocks for a fire pit, there was nothing. Each site was just a wide area of bare ground sloping from the edge of the forest down to the lake.

The other campsite is empty. I said pointed over to it and said, "If we're lucky, we won't have any neighbors this weekend." I wiped my face, feeling the salt from the dried sweat and grime that had accumulated during the long hike. I said, "Well, I'm hot and I'm dirty. I'm gonna go for a swim. Want to join me?"

Melissa looked at me. "Oh. You didn't say to bring a bathing suit."

"Well, no one else is around; I think we can skip bathing suits."

She gasped. "What? No! Are you kidding me? We can't do that!"

This was what I did not like about Melissa: her outrageously strict upbringing. She had told me her parents taught her from a young age that men and women had separate roles in life, that sex was shameful and only wicked, weak sluts enjoyed it. Men were incapable of controlling themselves around women, and she'd get pregnant and die in the agony of childbirth if she ever let a man touch her.

By high school, Melissa knew none of this was true. She didn't agree at all with her parent's strict views and the guilt they inflicted on her, but they had drilled it into her for so long that it took conscious effort to shake it. She hated the feelings of guilt whenever she felt attracted to a guy, and the fear always in the back of her mind that at any moment they would jump her.

When she left home to go to university, she was determined to overcome these feelings. For the first time, she hung out with guys as friends and then eventually, with great effort, even dated a few. But Melissa said I was only the fourth guy she had ever dated, even though now at twenty-four Melissa had graduated and started a promising career.

"But I'm not a virgin," she said to me one evening. We were at her apartment, talking and sipping wine when the subject of sex came up.

In a very shy voice, she had said, "I did it with Tony, my second boyfriend. We had been together for two years and we both thought it was time. But it was awful. I think he got all his sex education from watching porn. He was rough, and it hurt and he was like a jackhammer."

Melissa said she had done it two more times but it wasn't any better. The guilt she still felt from her upbringing didn't help, and she hadn't had sex since, much to the frustration of the few guys she dated later.

I wasn't frustrated. Not yet, anyway. We had been seeing each other for only a month but we really clicked. She was smart, fun and beautiful, and we had a great time doing things together. But I quickly learned that anything more than kissing and a cuddle was too much for her just yet.

I told her that I understood and would never force her into anything. I encouraged her efforts in stretching her comfort zone to fight what her overly strict parents had ingrained.

This camping trip was part of it. Though she'd only known me a short time, she said she trusted me and had never been camping. When I expressed doubt that she could survive a five-hour hike and roughing it in the woods, her competitive spirit kicked in and she quickly agreed.

The lake looked very inviting. I pulled off my sweat-soaked shirt and said, "I'm hot and covered in grime and I'm gonna go for a swim. You can turn around if you need to."

"Oh my God, I can't believe you're doing this," she said.

"You know, you could also come in."

She gasped, "No way."

"You could keep your underwear on."

I could see she was considering it. Then she turned her back and said "Go on. Tell me when it's safe to look."

I pulled off my boots, hiking shorts and underwear and padded down to the water. It was a sunny day and the water was warm. I started wading out, but it was shallow and muddy. After a few minutes of wading, the water was still only just above my knees.

I looked back at the shore. To my surprise, Melissa had turned around and was watching me. The second she saw that I had seen her, gave a little squeak and spun around again.

Now the water was finally above my waist. I called out "It's okay to look now... again."

I dove under the cool water and swam further out. When I came up for air, I was near the center of the little lake and my feet couldn't touch the bottom. Floating on my back, I enjoyed the cool water and the peaceful feeling of being out in the wild.

There was a hurried splashing from the shore. I looked and was amazed to see Melissa running into the water, without a stitch of clothing.

She was too far away to see much detail. I had a good idea already that she didn't have enormous boobs, but now they seemed a little bigger than I had pictured. Her hips were wide and she had an amazingly narrow waist, giving her a true hourglass figure. I made out just a little patch of hair above her crotch before she got deep enough to dive forward and start swimming.

Melissa reached the center of the lake but kept well away from me. Her head bobbed as she traded water, grinning at me.

"Wow, Melissa. You're full of surprises."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," she said. "But this feels soooo good."

"Told you. Nothing better after a long hike. And it's been too long since I did a hike that long. I'm out of shape."

"You looked pretty good to me."

"Yeah, I saw you peeking. I thought you'd be too embarrassed."

Melissa smiled and said, "I'm supposed to be stretching the comfort zone, remember? Nice buns, by the way."

"Thanks. Wish I could return the compliment, but you were too far away for me to get a good look."

"Good. But don't get any funny ideas just because I'm doing this."

"We're skinny dipping. Heck, YOU’RE skinny-dipping. My head is getting all kinds of ideas, Melissa"

She looked just a little scared.

I said, "You can trust me, you know that."

"I… I know," she said, looking embarrassed.

"Except," I said, "you're naked and only ten feet away. The temptation. I'm starting to losing control... you're too beautiful. Too sexy! You're turning me into... a sex monster!"

I growled dramatically and lurched towards her with a huge splash. Melissa shrieked and with a smile, turned and swam away. I swam after her but she was a much stronger swimmer. Every time I got close, she laughed, splashed, and was gone under the water, only to pop back up at some unexpected spot far away.

After one chase, I was treading water in the middle of the lake, looking around waiting for her to resurface. She did- right in front of me, just out of arms reach.

She said, "You're a horrible swimmer, you know."

"Hey, I was never on the varsity swim team like you."

She said nothing but moved a little closer, looking me in the eyes, still with that little smile.

The water was the color of very strong tea. Looking down I could just make out the top of her boobs, but that was all.

She moved even closer, still with the same little grin. Just when it seemed that she was going to kiss me, she grabbed the tops of my shoulders and with all her weight, dunked me under the water.

I fumbled and came up sputtering. By the time I got the water out of my eyes, Melissa was far away, swimming back to shore. I went after her, but I was only halfway when she was already wading through knee-deep water.

"Nice buns too," I called out. And they were. Her ass was broad and toned, accentuated by that incredibly narrow waist. She smiled at me over her shoulder, then waggled her bum a little and ran back to her backpack.

Melissa had herself wrapped in a towel by the time I got there. I was still naked so she had a clear view of all of me. She checked me out from top to bottom, a little wide-eyed.

I stood and let her look.

"Uh, are you planning to cover up anytime soon?"

"Why? It's just skin. And besides, you're wearing the only towel we have."

"What? You only brought one towel?"

"This is backpacking. Every ounce matters."

"Grrr. Okay, then turn around. I'll hand you the towel and I'll get dressed."

"Well, I dunno," I said teasingly. "You've had a really good look at me. The most I've seen of you is your bum."

"So?"

"So, it's not fair," I pouted dramatically.

She rolled her eyes. "Guys. You really are just little kids at heart, aren't you?"

I nodded eagerly with an exaggerated, hopeful look.

"Fine," she sighed, then with a little hesitation dropped the towel to her side, holding it with one hand, and looked away to the side.

I was lost for words. I was just teasing her and never expected Melissa to do actually anything. But here she was exposing herself completely to me, despite the shame and fear I knew she must be feeling.

I examined her with the same scrutiny she had just given me. Her breasts were good handfuls that jutted out with a gravity-defying firmness. Her small areolas were capped by modest nipples. That incredibly narrow waist flared into wide hips that made her look so womanly. There was a cute tuft of trimmed fur was just above otherwise bare pussy lips. She was breathtaking.

Naturally, I began to stiffen.

"Are you satisfied?" asked Melissa.

"Almost," I said.

Melissa summoned enough courage to back look at me, but when she saw my half-hard penis, she gasped and drew back with unable to take her eyes off it.

"Sorry," I said. "The thing has a mind of its own."

She stared at my penis, transfixed. "What? Oh, uh, I know. It's just... a little scary."

I grinned. "My dick is scary?"

"Huh? Oh, no I didn't mean that, silly. It's a little intimidating to see a guy getting, uh, excited."

"It's kind of natural. I AM standing here stark naked in front of an incredibly beautiful woman."

Melissa looked up at me then back at my dick. "I know. I mean, my head knows how bodies work and everything. But according to my parents, the next thing that happens is you rape me and leave me to die in the woods."

"Yeah, you're right.” I gestured to the forest around us. “The woods out here are littered with the remains of all the women I've lured to their doom."

"You ass. That's not funny!"

"Got you smiling though."

"You're terrible," she laughed.

I paused. "I would never hurt you, Melissa."

"I know. I know."

"And you're really brave."

"I'm not brave. I'm... terrified."

"No, you're brave. C'mon. First, you agree to hike in the woods with some guy you just met. Then you go skinny-dipping. And now you're naked in broad daylight in front of an equally naked guy. Pretty courageous, considering it was two weeks after we met before you'd even kiss me."

She smiled weakly.

I said, "But if you're not comfortable with anything you say something, okay?"

"Okay."

"Promise? This is supposed to be fun."

"It's okay. I'm okay.” She looked at me. "Really."

"Good. Then if you don't mind, mademoiselle" I said, stepping forward and pulling the towel out of her hand, "I need to dry off. And you should go get dressed, okay?"

"Okay."

I started drying my hair with the towel and Melissa went over to the backpacks. I couldn't help sneak a look at her beautiful bum as she walked away. As finished drying off, she crouched down and started rummaging in her backpack.

I walked over beside her and opened my own pack.

She paused and sat back on her haunches. She said, "That was really nice, you know."

"What was?" I asked, pulling items out of my pack.

"Swimming. Skinny-dipping. I've never felt so free! I think I see the appeal."

"Appeal?"

"Nudists. Nudism. Naturists. You know."

"Oh," I said. "Well, yeah. I see what you mean. I've swum naked a few times and it is nice. But I never walked around in the buff all day. And I don't think I could ever handle being naked in front of a bunch of strangers."

"Oh, me neither. I'd just die!"

"But you were all right being naked in front of me?"

Melissa thought for a moment. "It wasn't that bad. I guess I was pretty comfortable."

Pausing, I said, "You know, in that case, since there's no one else here..."

Melissa looked at me mischievously. "...we could just skip getting dressed for a while?"

"Exactly."

"I've never done that before."

"Me neither."

"Uh, can you keep yourself under control?"

"You know I can. But I dunno if you can control yourself."

Melissa shook her head. "Oh no. That wasn't part of the agreement"

"What?"

"Our agreement, remember? I agreed to go hiking provided you didn't jump me. I never agreed not to jump you."

"Pretty one-sided agreement, if you ask me. Whatever was I thinking?"

"Let's try it."

"What, go around naked?"

"Yes. Want to?"

"I'm a guy. No guy would turn down the opportunity to see a beautiful woman naked. Of COURSE I want to."

Melissa chuckled. "Well, okay! Then let's do it. But just... no funny business, mister."

"Right. I won't crack any jokes at all."

"You know what I mean."

So we put our clothes back into the packs, stood up and faced each other.

"This is going to be interesting," I said, looking her over a second time. "Sure you're okay with this?"

"No, I'm NOT sure," she said, looking me over too. "But I want to try."

We got to work setting up camp. We scooped water from the lake into the water filter bag and started refilling out water bottles. We gathered fallen branches and twigs from the woods to use in the fire pit. I found the bottle of camp suds and we washed out our clothes from today and strung up a rope for a clothesline.

It was all the normal camping activities, except without wearing any clothes. Melissa's exposed body was a constant distraction, but I kept myself under control. I noticed Melissa sneaking a few peeks at me, too. At first, we were both very self-conscious but after a while, it became relatively normal and we could focus more on our tasks.

Once, while we were tapping down the pegs of the little tent into the ground, Melissa was on her hands and knees and I was standing. I was distracted by her ass and the intriguing pussy lips peeking from between her legs when suddenly she turned around and was face-to-face with my half-hard dick.

She gasped, wide-eyed, then after short hesitation crawled away to secure another tent peg.

When the little two-person tent was up, I unzipped the side entrance and put in the thin camping mats and sleeping bags.

Melissa peered inside. "Wow, you weren't kidding it when you said it was small."

"Every ounce counts. But it's bigger than it seems when you're inside. You should have seen the first tent I had. This is a palace by comparison."

She crawled through the door and sat on a mat.

"Palace, huh?" she said, looking around.

I crawled in and sat on the other mat.

"Sure it is. The roof is high enough to sit up and we're not pressed against the walls. As hiking tents go, this is luxury."

Melissa looked doubtful. "I didn't realize we were going to have to sleep so close."

"You'll be okay. If it makes you more comfortable, you don't have to sleep naked. And you know, I think I might have a little padlock in my pack. You can lock the zipper on your sleeping bag so I can't get in."

"You ass," she laughed, punching my shoulder. "But I'll sleep near the door, just in case I need to make a quick escape."

"Suit yourself," I said, and stretched out on my back with arms behind my head.

"Yeah, there's definitely a lot more room in this new tent," I said, "And it even weighs a little less than my old one."

Melissa sat there eyeing my dick. When I noticed her intense gaze I sat up on my elbow and looked down at myself. I wasn't even half-hard anymore.

"See?" I said. "I was able to control myself."

Melissa's eyes still never left my dick.

"What is it?" I said.

Melissa glanced at me then looked away, embarrassed.

"I've just never seen one before. Up close."

"Huh? What about your other boyfriends?"

"I only ever did it, like, three times, remember? And it was always dark and he was always in a hurry."

After a moment I said, "Want to look?"

"What?"

"You've never seen a guy up close. Go ahead."

Melissa's eyes widened, then she looked back at my dick.

"Uh, would that be okay?"

I laid back and put my arms behind my head.

"Go ahead."

Melissa scooted down eye level with my crotch and propped herself on one elbow.

"What do I do?"

"Anything you like. Explore, play with it, study it. Further your education."

"Well gee, thanks, professor," she said sarcastically, "Will any of this be on the exam?"

"I guarantee it. Just don't whack my balls. You can do almost anything except squeeze really hard and whack them."

"Hmm. That information might come in handy later. But can you, uh, not look at me while I do this?"

"Okay."

So I lay back and studied the ceiling of the tent while Melissa explored. I felt her lifting my dick, squeezing it, stretching it, playing with my balls and feeling all around. Of course, after a minute of this, I got rock hard, which gave her something new to play with.

I briefly looked down and saw her in rapt attention studying everything. When she noticed me looking, she gave a little squeak and turned away, embarrassed.

"Sorry," I said and lay back.

I felt a finger touch the opening where some pre-come had formed. Then she smeared it over the head and resumed exploring.

Suddenly Melissa started giggling.

"What's so funny?"

"If my parents could see me now they'd have a heart attack."

We laughed.

"I'm amazed YOU haven't had a heart attack, Melissa."

"I'm okay. I am. Besides, I'm only furthering my education, right?"

Melissa explored some more, and then I felt her start to masturbate me, slowly pumping her hand up and down my shaft. She kept it up so I looked down at her.

She was looking back at me with an expectant expression.

"Does this feel good?"

"Well, yes..."

"Will it make you come?"

"Uh, eventually. It'll take some time though. It feels better when there's some lubrication."

Then Melissa did the unexpected. She looked back at my dick, paused for a moment then put the head of my dick into her mouth.

Shocked, I said "Hey. You don't have to do that."

She popped my penis out of her mouth and looked up at me. "Will that make you come quicker?"

"God, yes."

"Good. Lie back."

She smiled then lowered her head and engulfed me again. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and stroked while running her tongue around the head then bobbing head up and down slowly. With her other hand, she started playing with my balls. I lay back and just let her do it.

She was inexperienced, but it felt good and her enthusiasm to get me off was so endearing. Occasionally I lifted my head to see what she was doing and saw her looking up at me with big hopeful eyes. Melissa was so focused on her goal that she forgot to be embarrassed.

It didn't take long before the urge to come began rising. Melissa stroked and licked and rubbed my balls, looking at me expectantly until suddenly I was there.

"I'm coming!"

Melissa released me from her mouth but kept stroking the shaft. The first blast went right across her the cheek. She yelped and aimed me so the next spurts landed on my stomach. She watched it all intently until I was done. I groaned and fell back on the sleeping bag.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Yeah. That was intense, Melissa. Really intense."

I raised my head. Her eyes were shining with pride in her accomplishment, a streak of my come painted across her cheek.

"I've never seen a guy shoot before. It's amazing."

She released my dick and wiped the come off her face with two fingers. She examined it closely.

"Yeah. Amazing," I said. "And for your next lesson, you can watch me fall asleep for a few years while I recover."

"Does it really take that much out of you?"

"Sometimes. You made me come pretty hard."

She scooted up and lay next to me on her side, studying me as I slowly recovered. She had a faint smile on her face.

"Proud of yourself?"

"Uh huh," she said, eyes gleaming.

After a few minutes, I suggested we should go wash off, so we crawled out of the tent and walked down to the lake, holding hands. We rinsed off then I got the towel off the clothesline and started drying Melissa's back.

When it was done, I circled my arms around her from behind. She reached back and held the back of my head with her hand.

I kissed her shoulder then said, "Any time you need more education, just let me know."

She pulled my arms closer around her.

Melissa said, "Thank you."

"You know, when you give a guy a blowjob it's him who's supposed to be thanking you."

"No, I mean thank you for letting me, uh, play with you. You know. Experiment. God, I can't believe I did that."

"I'm sure not complaining, Melissa."

"You don't think I'm a slut?"

"I really hate that word," I said. I squeezed her tight. "It's okay. Girls are allowed to have a sex drive too, you know. It's okay to want to do things. But when you want to do things, can I ask you for one important thing?"

Melissa turned around and looked at me with concern.

"What? What is it?"

"Please, please do all those things with me?"

She laughed and whacked my chest.

"Willing to sacrifice yourself, huh?"

"That's what friends are for."

She hugged me and I held her warm body to mine.

The sun was starting to set, so I suggested as start dinner and prepare for the night.

We got a little fire going with the wood we had collected earlier. As we prepared the food, I reached into the bottom of my pack and pulled out a hard plastic water bottle that I had filled with wine.

"Wine?" asked Melissa. "I thought when you were hiking that every ounce counts."

"It does. Only bring what you absolutely need to survive."

We pulled one camping mat out of the tent to sit on, and then enjoyed a simple meal together in front of the fire. We sipped wine as the sun sank behind the trees. When the air started to get cool I went back to the tent for a sleeping bag, unzipped it and pulling it around us. Melissa leaned against me and rested her head on my shoulder.

"This is beautiful," she said. "Thanks for bringing me here."

"I thought you'd enjoy it. When you said you'd never been camping I really wasn't sure, but I figured it was something I could share with you."

"I'm glad you did. A girl could get used to this."

"What about the being naked part?"

She considered. "I could get used to that too. It's like when we were swimming. For some reason, I feel really free doing this. Like I don't have to worry so much anymore. I mean, I've broken almost every taboo may parents ever taught me. If I'm going to burn in hell, I might as well enjoy it."

"We're not doing anything wrong. A little naughty, for sure, but that's all."

Melissa kissed me. I kissed her back then drew away, smacking my lips and scowling.

"What?" she asked.

"Hmmm. Tastes like penis."

Melissa gasped. "Oh my God! You are the worst! See if I ever do that to you again."

I gave her a shocked look. "What? No blowjobs?"

"No way, mister."

I gave a dramatic sigh. "Then I guess you leave me no choice. I have to dump you."

I stood up and Melissa looked at me in horror.

"What? You want to dump me?"

"Yep," I said, and then I bent down and quickly scooped her up in my arms. "In the lake."

I carried her to the water. Melissa kicked her legs and screamed.

"Don't you dare! I just got warm!"

I waded in and when we were deep enough, tossed her into the water.

"Oh, you bastard," she sputtered when she surfaced. "It's freezing!"

We spent the next twenty minutes chasing and splashing each other like little kids, then out of breath, we ran back to the fire to warm up. We stood side by side, leaning over the fire, dripping wet from the lake. The sight of Melissa's exposed body in the warm flicker of the firelight, drops of water gleaming on her skin, was stunningly beautiful.

"Bastard," she said, smiling.

I grinned and gave her a quick kiss. Something sizzled in the fire. Then more little sizzles. It had started to rain.

We grabbed our things and went back to the tent. Raindrops were falling faster so we dried each other off as best we could, put the mat and sleeping bag into the tent then crawled inside.

I turned on a flashlight.

Melissa asked, "Was it supposed to rain?"

"No. It probably won't last long."

Melissa yawned and said, "It's just as well. I'm tired."

We both slid into our separate sleeping bags. I turned off the flashlight. We talked for a bit and kissed as the rain spattered on the tent roof, and soon we were asleep.

It was completely black. The dark of the deep forest; not the slightest hint of any light. Rain was still spattering lightly on the tent.

Somehow, I had wound up spooned behind Melissa, lying on the uncomfortable open zippers between our sleeping bags. I had one arm curved under her neck holding onto a breast, the other on her lower tummy just above her tuft of hair. I was painfully hard, poking into her from behind.

Her breast was firm and warm. It occurred to me that this was the first time I'd actually touched her like this. Then I remembered... I promised not to do this on this trip. I didn't want to lose her trust, so I rolled over onto my back and started pulling my arm out from under her neck.

Melissa was awake now. She reached an arm behind her and pulled me back close to her.

She pulled my hands back to her breasts, then lifted her leg, reached down and placed my erection right against the lips of her pussy. She lowered her leg, trapping me there.

"Mmmm," she whispered. "I like this."

I kissed the back of her neck and she pushed her bum back into me, rubbing my penis against the outside of her pussy. Instinctively I pushed forward, forcing my erection even deeper between her closed legs.

I hugged her and we kept pushing gently against each other. After a few minutes, I felt her getting wet, my length starting to slip more easily across her dampening pussy.

She squirmed back against me, gliding me across her moist lips. She arched her back slightly then the head of my hard shaft nudged against her clit.

"Huhh," Melissa moaned and kept sliding me back and forth. She was breathing heavier now, becoming lost in the sensations.

This was not safe. I knew she was not on any birth control. I had also not brought condoms, since this was the last thing I ever expected to be doing with the incredibly reluctant Melissa.

I pushed forward just at the moment Melissa also happened to arch her back. My dick caught at her opening and instead of sliding past, was forced down and slid just inside.

We froze, her warmth and wetness surrounding the head of my penis.

"Oh God," she breathed.

I started to pull back but Melissa grabbed my ass.

"Stay there."

"It's not safe."

"It's okay. Just... stay there."

Melissa pushed herself back and forth just a little so just the head slide into her opening. She was small inside so it was difficult to go much deeper.

The animal urge to just grab her hips and drive into her was almost overwhelming. If we didn't stop this soon I wouldn't be able to stop myself from pushing all the way into her, no matter the consequences.

Suddenly, Melissa pulled away from me and rolled onto her back. She was breathing hard with excitement. I was relieved, thinking she had finally gone as far as she dared. Then she started pulling me on top of her.

At her urging, I slid onto her and she spread legs in welcome. My erection poked at her slick opening and Melissa reached down to guide me back inside, again just inside her opening.

Melissa whispered, "Push."

"Melissa, you're not protected."

She didn't say anything else, just put her hand on my ass and started working her hips. I slide back and forth in her warm, tight tunnel, going a little deeper each time, stretching her open a little further.

She bent her legs and thrust back at me and suddenly I was all the way inside her. I bucked into her and felt her slippery cervix just touching the head of my penis.

Melissa groaned deeply. She wiggled her hips and thrust, trying to force even more of me inside.

"You're in me," she breathed.

"I noticed."

"It feels so good."

We kissed, not moving, just basking in the joy of the sensation.

Then Melissa said, "Fuck me."

She didn't know what she was saying. She had to just be just lost in the moment. I was older and more experienced, so it was up to me to find the strength to say no. It was up to me to tell her we had already gone too far, that we should do it later when we had precautions, that we could still have fun without actually fucking.

I tried to find that strength, but it wasn't there. I was deep inside this wonderful woman who was asking me to fuck her. How could I refuse? I rationalized I could fuck her carefully for a while, and then pull out in time. I'd done that before. It wasn't completely safe, but better than coming inside her.

So, I started to fuck Melissa.

I dragged my length from her warm tunnel, marveling how her walls clung to me as I withdrew. Then I insistently pushed back inside all the way.

"Huuh," she breathed. "Slow. Go slow. I'm not used to this."

So, I gently plunged in and out, occasionally pausing just to tease her entrance before pushing back in as deep as I could.

When she felt me bottoming out, Melissa held me to her and wriggled and rubbed against me, breathing heavily.

It was strange not being able to see her. Whether my eyes were open or closed it was the same blackness. I could feel her warm body, the scent of her skin, the smoke from the campfire in her hair, and the increasing scent of her arousal, magnified in the steamy air of the little tent.

Melissa was completely lost in lust. She wrapped her legs around me and thrust her hips each time I bottomed out, gasping, moaning and hugging me tight against her hot body.

The slow pace kept me from going over the edge for a long time. But eventually I felt the urge to come rising and I got ready to pull out.

Then Melissa froze. She arched her back and held her breath, clinging to me. Inside, I felt contractions squeezing me as she came, her tunnel desperate to milk the come from me.

That did it. I went over the edge and struggled to pull out of her. But Melissa felt me withdrawing and levered her legs and hips to keep me locked inside. I tried to wrestle from her grasp but it was too late. come raced up my shaft and started jetting into her.

All rational thought evaporated as pure lust and animal instinct took over. I pushed deep into her and filled her with pulse and pulse of come.

Melissa gasped for breath as her orgasm began to subside, but I was still lost, emptying into her, rutting and grinding in white mindless bliss. Melissa rutted back, clinging, gasping and moaning.

Finally, it was done. Slowly, rational thought returned and we lay there together, still mated.

Melissa whispered, "You came in me."

"I tried to pull out."

"I know. I didn't want you to."

"Are you crazy?"

Melissa wiggled under me, stirring my still hard dick in her depths.

"I think I can feel it," she said happily. "Your come. It’s all warm and squishy inside."

We just lay together like that, and then slowly I softened and slipped out. I rolled onto my back and Melissa cuddled up beside me. She kissed my cheek then laid her head on my shoulder.

I covered her up and held her. There didn't seem to be anything to say. I had fucked her and come inside her unprotected body and, at least at this moment, she was perfectly okay with that.

Exhaustion washed over me and soon I was asleep.

*

It felt like dreaming. Had to be a dream. There was a warm body beside me and a hand stroking me to hardness. She slid on top of me and started sliding herself back and forth along my penis. Then bracing an arm on my chest she positioned me at her slick entrance and sank down. I grabbed her ass as she eased me all the way inside.

I wasn't really awake. Neither was she. There were no thoughts, just urgent desire. I pressed up into her in time with her rising and falling above me. She moved urgently, relentlessly, impaling herself on my hardness, wriggling and sliding back and forth to maximize the depth and the contact with her clit, then up to do it again.

Eventually, she fell forward onto my chest and slid herself back and forth, forcing me in and out with a steady, insistent rhythm.

I held her hips to try to get her to slow down but she kept the pace and rode me right over the edge. I groaned as I flooded her. She sat back up, ground against me hard a few times and came too, shaking in silence the collapsing back onto me. We lay there gasping and clinging together in the dark as we recovered. Then without a word, she slid off and lay against my side. I pulled her close and then soon was asleep again.

*

The birds were loud when I awoke. It was bright outside, well past dawn and the air in the tent was getting warm. I found my watch: 9:00 am. I never slept this late, especially when out camping.

Melissa was not in the tent.

I unzipped the door and stuck my head out into the blinding daylight. Melissa was standing by the edge of the lake.

I crawled out and went up behind her. She was still naked, as was I.

"Melissa? Are you all right?"

She kept staring out at the lake. "When will be warm enough for another swim?"

"Uh, what? Melissa, are you okay?"

She turned around and looked at me. Her eyes were shining and she had a happy little smile. "Yes, of course."

"You're acting kind of weird."

"What? No." She hugged me. "Mmmm, you're warm."

"And you're freezing. We should put some clothes on until it warms up more."

She put her head again my chest.

"No, I like this. You can keep me warm. Just like last night."

"Uh, about last night..."

She looked up at me, concerned.

"What?"

"You remember what we did, right?"

"Of course. I was there, silly. You... you don't regret it, do you?"

"We both might regret it soon."

"Oh, that. Don't worry... I should be okay for a few more days. It's not the right time of my cycle."

"That's far from certain."

"Oh, I know that. You know what they call women who use the rhythm method?"

"Mothers," I said, dryly.

She laughed. "So you heard that before, huh? Anyway, I'm not going to worry about it. I'm too happy." She hugged me tightly.

"I'm starving," she said. "What's for breakfast?"

We heated water over the little hiking stove and mixed up some instant oatmeal, then sat together looking out at the lake as we ate.

Despite the chilly water, we went for a quick swim, splashing and chasing each other, and used a little soap to clean off.

Melissa splashed out of the water and got our only towel.

I took it and dried her back, then her front, then every other part of her lovely body, and then she did the same for me.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind and said, "Melissa, exactly when did you figure out this was your infertile period?"

"Oh, just after I woke up this morning."

"You let me come inside you when you weren't sure?"

"Yes," she said in a little voice. "I needed you to."

I kissed the back of her neck. "You've turned into a wild woman this weekend."

"Maybe. Perhaps after everything else we've done, maybe I was subconsciously letting go of one last taboo, the one big last thing I was taught to feel shame and guilt about..."

She paused, then turned around in my arms and beamed.

"... but really I was just super, super horny."

She started laughing and I joined her, hugging her close.

I said, "If that's what's going on, then maybe we can come up with a few more taboos to break before the weekend is over."

"Oh? Did you have anything in mind?"

I gave the broad cheek of her ass a squeeze.

"Anal?"

She gasped in shock. When she saw I was grinning she punched my chest.

"You asshole!" she laughed.

"No, your asshole."

I received a second punch for that. I started massaging her bum with both hands and spreading her ass cheeks.

Melissa shrieked and slipped from my arms. I chased her around the campsite, trying to grab her ass as both of us laughed. She might have been faster in the water, but I was faster on land. We wound up with me pinning her to the ground, face down as I lay on her back.

I gave her bum another friendly squeeze.

"You are NOT fucking my ass, mister. That's gross."

"Pretty please?"

"I could get one of those strap-on dildos and fuck YOU up the ass," she said.

"Ooh, kinky. Well, turnabout is fair play."

"You're horrible, you know."

I started nibbling her shoulders and neck and reached around to massage a breast. Melissa started to respond and turned over. We kissed and petted each other, getting more excited. Melissa was stroking my shaft and I was playing with her wet pussy and squeezing a breast. Then I slid lower and sucked a nipple into my mouth.

"Aaah," she moaned. "That's nice."

Encouraged, I licked her breast from the underside and up over her nipple, then sucked on her breast for a few moments.

"Oh, I... that's really nice," she breathed. She held me to her chest.

I pulled her over onto her side and lay there sucking and massaging her breasts. Melissa threw her head back and held me to her as I licked and massaged and sucked gently. Her breasts were so sensitive, and it was fun to see her reactions.

With one hand, I explored between her legs. Melissa helped by lifting her leg to give me better access. She was very wet now, her hips thrusting into my hand.

I released her breast from my mouth then rolled her onto her front.

"Up," I said, and guided her onto her hands and knees.

I got into position behind her. Melissa looked back at me, concerned.

"Not my ass."

"Maybe later," I said and pushed my length all the way into her snug pussy from behind.

Melissa gave a little grunt and lowered her head to the dusty ground.

I started fucking her there beside the lake. Unlike last night, this time I could finally see her. Her broad, firm ass was up in the air as I held her hips and thrust deep into her tunnel. Melissa stretched her arms out before her on the ground, trying to keep from being pushed into the ground. She pushed back and arched her back, seeking the most pleasurable angle as my shaft penetrated her again and again.

It was incredibly erotic to see her in this position, poised with head down and ass up in lustful submission. She gasped and moaned, just letting me fuck her like a beast.

I was still a little drained from last night, so I took my time. Eventually, I started getting close, so I pulled Melissa back against me into a sitting position. She started raising herself up and down on my shaft while I held her breasts and kissed her shoulders. Then I guided her back down to her hands and knees, make a few final deep thrusts, and with a groan, I filled her with my come. I held her locked tightly to me, emptying into her. Melissa just stayed still, accepting, welcoming it all. When I was done, I stayed inside her and tried to catch my breath.

"Woof, woof," Melissa said groggily. She wiggled her ass and smiled back at me with lidded eyes.

I pulled out, lay down and pulled her to my side.

"Well, that was different," she said as she hugged me.

"Like it?"

"Mmm hmm. It felt different. And it felt like being... taken. Like an animal. I kind of liked that."

"Don't encourage me."

"But if you fuck me anymore, you'll have to carry me out of here. I won't be able to walk."

I reached down between her and stroked her patch of fur. "Poor baby. Kiss and make it better?"

Melissa shook her head. "You really are awful! If I knew you were such a sex fiend I would never have come here with you."

"As I recall, it was you who led the way with what we did."

Melissa looked down. "Yeah. Slutty, huh?"

I lifted her chin. "No. Hot. And you can jump me anytime."

She smiled. "Again with the sacrifice. And all just for me."

I looked into her eyes. "Yes, Melissa," I said sincerely, "All just for you."