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Lucia's vacation takes a turn when she meets Robert on the trail.
The cool mountain wind brushed over Lucia’s skin as she hiked back and
forth up the switchback trail. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a
ponytail, keeping the back of her neck exposed to the gentle breeze. It
really was a wonderful day out, the sun provided plenty of light, but
the cloud cover kept the sun from being overbearing, and the breeze kept
her from becoming drenched in sweat. It didn’t stop the occasional bead
from trickling down her cheek, or down between the impressive cleavage
showing beneath her tank top. Even with her sports bra pressing her
breasts firmly against her chest, she knew they would catch the eye of
anyone she came across. So far, that had been no one, for which she was
grateful.
She had come up to the mountains to get away. Her stressful final
semester completed, and an even more stressful first semester of Grad
school looming ahead, time away from the rest of the world was just what
she had needed. Still, after a few days on her own, apart from a few
other campers at nearby campsites, a little bit of company wouldn’t have
been completely unappreciated. Particularly the male variety.
Lucia giggled a little to herself at the thought, here she was in the
splendor of nature and all she could think of was sex. Well, there were
the private showers back at the campsite; she could always take care of
herself when she got back. Reaching the switch in the trail, she
followed the hairpin turn around, now heading back the way she had just
been walking, but heading further up the steep slope. The thought of the
hot water spraying on her naked skin, rivulets of warm water streaming
over her breasts and nipples spurred her onwards. She was suddenly
overwhelmed by the need to touch herself, to feel her fingers massaging
her sex as the steam worked the aches from her sore muscles. She could
imagine the wet feeling of her arousal soaking her fingertips as she
moaned quietly in the shower, spreading her juices around her delicate
lips as her other hand massaged soap onto one of her large breasts,
tweaking the nipple.
A sudden gust of wind broke her from her reverie. Clearing her mind, she
focused on the trail ahead of her, picking up the pace. Before long she
broke through the tree line and found herself at the peak. Without the
cover of the trees, the wind was stronger, sending her ponytail flailing
behind her. Sitting atop the mountain was a large, grey, flat boulder.
Walking over to it, she climbed her way up to the flat top. It was easy
enough, weather and other hikers had worn away the side so that it
resembled small steps. Reaching the top, she lay on the flat, rough top.
The cool stone drawing the heat from her own body.
After a brief rest, Lucia sat up, and took a drink from her water
bottle, her legs dangling over the edge of the rock. When she was done,
she hopped off the rocky path under foot crunching as she landed.
Turning back to the boulder, she couldn’t help but notice that it came
up to just a few inches below her shoulders. The perfect height, she
realized, for someone to lay on top of the rock, while another stood on
the ground, between their spread thighs.
As she continued her hike, she allowed her thought to play itself out.
Laying there on the stone, his legs hung over the edge. Her hand reached
out, grabbing the elastic waistband of his shorts. His hips lifted up
off the rock as she pulled them down to his knees, his thickening cock
free from its confines. Her other hand reached up running her fingers
over it, and then over the short trimmed hair at the base of his shaft.
He swelled slightly, his manhood twitching from her touch.
Bringing her hand back down, she wrapped her hand around him and stroked
back, pulling back the foreskin hiding his head. Leaning down, Lucia
drew the head of his cock into her mouth and looked up at him, his head
held up so he could watch as her full, luscious lips as they wrapped
themselves around him. Her tongue swirled around the tip and her own
arousal grew as she felt him swelling in her mouth. Growing. Filling her.
Drawing her mouth off him, she pressed his shaft up and licked the
underside of his cock from his balls up to the tip, collecting a drop of
precum. Just as she tasted him on her tongue, her mouth engulfed him
again, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on him. As the cock in
her mouth became harder, she took him deeper and deeper until his head
pressed against her throat. Pushing forward, she tried to open her
throat to accept his throbbing manhood, but gagged slightly. Drawing
back quickly, she left behind a slick coat of saliva, a trail of it
running out of her mouth, cold as the mountain wind blew over them.
Not to be dissuaded, Lucia gripped his fuckstick and took him back in
her mouth, pushing her head lower till she felt the head slip into her
throat. She looked up at him, her dark brown eyes watering from taking
him so deep. Tears running down her cheeks, she drew back slightly. In
response, he grabbed her ponytail, pulling her throat back around his
cock. Her eyes remaining fixed on him as his head rolled back and his
hips bucked up, fucking her mouth. She could see his stomach clench, the
fist holding her hair growing tighter as he grew closer to sending a hot
load of sticky cum directly down her throat. Her pussy throbbed in
anticipation of the reward she was about to receive.
“Hello?” called out a voice, bringing Lucia’s daydream to a sudden halt.
Her foot caught on a rock underfoot, her ankle twisting. She cried out
wordlessly in pain as her ankle twisted, sending her to her knees.
“Oh shit!” she heard the voice call out again, followed by the sound of
someone quickly making their way down the trail behind her. Looking over
her shoulder she spotted a young man, likely a few years younger than
herself. He was tall, but lanky, an unruly mop of brown hair on his head.
She tried to stand, but dropped down to her knees again as the pain in
her ankle shot through her; her face twisting as her eyes closed.
Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she looked up finding herself looking
into the blue eyes of the young stranger. “Are you alright?” he asked,
concern filling is voice.
“Yes, I think so,” she lied. Reaching down she began to unlace her boot
on her injured foot to get a look at her ankle.
Grabbing her hand, the young man stopped her. “No, you don’t want to do
that. Your foot could swell and you’ll be stuck out here with no way to
get the boot back on. Was there a pop or snapping sound?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Here, let me help you up and see if you can put any weight on it,” he
said, drawing her arm over his shoulder and wrapping an arm around her
back. Standing on one leg with his support, she gingerly placed her
injured foot on the ground, increasing the pressure until it became painful.
“Good,” said the stranger, “if you can put that much weight on it, it’s
probably not so bad. Even still we should get you back somewhere you can
rest and get some ice on it.”
“My campsite is a several hour hike back, and that was with two good
feet,” she replied, trying to keep the distress from her voice.
“Our cabin is just down the trail and up a small path, if you want.”
Nodding her agreement, Lucia and the young man slowly made their way
down the trail. His grip around her waist was surprisingly strong for
his lanky frame. She couldn’t help but notice the way her left breast
rubbed against him as she leaned on him for support. Nor was she
oblivious to the fact that her light blue tank top provided him with an
eyeful of her cleavage.
“My name’s Lucia,” she mentioned, breaking the silence.
He chuckled slightly, “Right, I guess I should have introduced myself.
I’m Robert.”
“Are you out here with family? You mentioned it was ‘our cabin.’”
“Oh…” his voice became hesitant, with a nervous edge. “No, not exactly.
I’m just out here with some friends from school. Is that a problem?”
“No, no, its fine. Just curious,” she replied, smiling at his nervousness.
“I was actually out looking for them, they left without me and I don’t
know which way down the trail they went.”
“Great friends!” Lucia joked, and then her face twisted in pain as her
ankle twisted on a loose rock.
***
Reaching the cabin, Robert led Lucia inside and over to the couch. It
wasn’t a big cabin, just one big open room for the living room, kitchen
and dining area, with a hall that she assumed led back to the bedrooms.
Lucia lay back on the couch, and Robert gently removed her boot and
propped her leg up on a pair of pillows. He then left for the freezer
and came back with a bag of ice for her ankle. As the ice numbed the
pain Lucia closed her eyes, trying to relax.
When she opened them again, Robert was gone. Looking at the clock on the
wall she realized she had been out for about twenty minutes. Removing
the ice, she remained on the couch and rotated her foot. Her ankle was
already feeling better, though still sore. Glad that she hadn’t hurt
herself worse, Lucia relaxed back into the couch and closed her eyes,
this time returning to her daydream from her hike rather than sleeping.
As she imagined the hard cock in her hands, slick with a thick coating
of saliva from her throat, she felt herself getting wet again. Unable to
help herself, she squeezed her right breast through her sports bra, her
hand’s movements obvious under her tight tank top. Her legs opened and
closed slightly as she used them to put pressure on her clit. Once again
her imaginary partner’s strong hands were in her hair, his thrusting
hips using her mouth to pleasure his thick pole as he neared his
delicious release.
Once again, her thoughts were interrupted by Robert. His footsteps on
the hardwood floor breaking the spell of her imagination. Pushing
herself up, she scooted back on the couch to make room for him, fully
aware that her nipples were displaying her arousal through the tight
fabric of her bra and shirt. Any hope that the twin layers of clothing
might hide them vanished when Robert looked at her, and then immediately
looked away, trying not to blush.
Lucia grinned at his naivete and patted the couch for him to sit. “My
ankle is feeling much, much better. Thanks.”
“I… uh… it was nothing,” he replied. Robert could feel his heart beating
faster as he sat down near her. She was incredibly sexy, beautiful
curves, and those lips… well, he had seen enough porn to know where he
wanted those lips. “Besides,” he continued, “it was my fault for
spooking you.”
“I wasn’t paying attention,” she retorted, gingerly moving her injured
leg into his lap. “It could have happened anyways, and then I would have
been hurt out there all alone.”
Robert’s body went rigid as Lucia’s foot slipped across his thigh. He
held his arms straight down at his sides, suddenly uncertain of what to
do with his hands. As she wiggled her foot up and down his thigh, Robert
could feel the blood flow increasing to his dick, and he prayed that she
wouldn’t notice.
As they talked, Lucia moved her foot about in Robert’s lap. Occasionally
rubbing up and down the firm form of his cock, sometimes putting
pressure on it, and sometimes ignoring it all together. She gave no
indication that she knew what she was doing to him, but it didn’t stop
her from secretly enjoying watching him squirm, hearing the pitch of his
voice change as he tried to keep up his side of their conversation.
Robert certainly wasn’t about to do anything about her foot moving about
in his lap. She was hurt, and it was his fault, regardless of what she
said; if she needed to find a position for it to be comfortable, he’d
let her. Plus, it was the most sexual thing he had ever experienced, and
it felt amazing. Not just the pressure and sensations on his shaft, but
the excitement and thrill filling him as he tried to enjoy the feelings
she was giving him without her knowing. He was scared she would catch
on, and think him some horrible pervert who had brought her here with
ulterior motives. But she didn’t seem to notice, despite running her
foot up and down most of the throbbing erection straining to get out of
his shorts.
Her foot must still be numb from the ice, he told himself.
“So, you said you are studying sports medicine?” Lucia asked him.
“Yeah, that’s uh… that’s how I met the other guys; they play hockey,” he
replied, his voice peaking as Lucia’s foot teased his swollen head
through his shorts.
“I’m studying to become a teacher, but I always thought I’d make a good
nurse,” she continued, her full lips opening in a wide smile. “Do you
think I would? Could you imagine me in a nurse’s uniform?”
“I… umm…” Robert swallowed hard, keeping his gaze fixed on her face,
keeping himself from staring at her chest as the image of Lucia in a
slutty nurse’s uniform formed in his mind. “I’m sure you’d be great,” he
finally managed.
“Thanks, hun,” she said. Pushing herself up, she drew her legs back
underneath her, her face grimacing slightly at the pain from her ankle
as she shifted positions. Sitting up, she pulled closer to Robert, her
hand on his knee. “So, it’s just you boys here? Where are your girlfriends?”
“Well… Trey’s the only one with a girlfriend, and Melissa had to work
the first few days of the trip so she decided to stay home.” With
Lucia’s foot no longer applying pressure to his throbbing erection, it
wasn’t nearly so difficult to talk to her. He clasped his hands over his
lap, trying to hide his arousal, still keeping his blue eyes locked on
her brown ones.
Lucia thought it was almost funny, the unnatural way Robert would only
look at her face. As if he was scared that looking away for an instant
would cause him to stare at her chest. Gently running her fingers over
his knee, Lucia continued her questions, “That’s too bad, has it been a
long time since your last girlfriend?”
“I… “ Robert began, nervously laughing to try to hide his discomfort at
the personal question, but too flustered to come up with a convincing
lie to impress the voluptuous young woman inching closer to him. “I’ve
actually never had a girlfriend, nothing serious, at least.”
Robert was attractive, in a cute sort of way, so his answer was almost a
surprise, almost. But given the way he was responding to her, Lucia
wasn’t exactly shocked by his answer. She began to feel a bit flustered
as she considered the possibilities.
“Oh,” she replied, trying to sound more surprised than she really was,
“so…” she dragged out the start of her next question, her eyes looking
away and then slowly returning to Roberts as if she was feeling too shy
to ask, “so, when was the last time... you were with anyone?”
“I haven’t been,” he admitted, swallowing as Lucia’s hand slid up his
leg over top of Robert’s exercise shorts. In response, Robert pushed his
hands down harder on his erection, pushing it into his other leg away
from her hand. But all this accomplished was to send a jolt of pleasure
through him that forced his eyes shut for a moment. He quickly opened
them again, hoping Lucia hadn’t noticed.
If Lucia’s cheshire grin could have gotten any wider at Robert’s
expression, it would have. Instead, she bit her lower lip briefly then
slid the tip of her tongue over her upper lip, wetting them. “So how far
have you gone with a girl, then?”
“Well, I’ve been on a few dates with a couple different girls,” he
sputtered, his words tumbling out as he finally noticed the predatory
gleam in Lucia’s eyes, “and two of them let me kiss them, but it wasn’t
much of anything.”
“Oh,” she said, pausing for a moment to give Robert a good look at her
moist lips in a perfect circle. “So not even something like this?” Her
hand moved up off his knee and held his head. She leaned in, her breasts
pushing firmly against his arm as her lips connected with his.
At first, Robert was in shock, he could hardly believe what was
happening. But as he relaxed he began to try to return the kiss, his
lips softening, his head turning slightly. Then he could feel her full,
wet lips slip open and feel a new sensation on his lips. It was wetter
and firmer than Lucia’s lips, probing at his own. It dawned on him
almost immediately that it must be her tongue and his own mouth opened
slightly, mostly in surprise.
As Robert’s lips opened to her advances, Lucia’s skilled tongue slipped
into his mouth to find his. If she was completely honest, it was hardly
the most sensual kiss she had ever had, Robert’s body and tongue had
gone stiff with shock. But knowing it was his first added an extra level
of arousal which, when combined with the way her imagination had been
torturing her all day, was making her blood boil.
Robert watched Lucia as her head pulled away from his, breaking their
kiss. It had been incredible, and all he wanted was more. But then he
saw her look down in his lap, his legs pressed together reflexively,
hoping she wouldn’t notice the large bulge in his exercise shorts. Then
she placed her hand on his knee, and looked him in the eyes, the tip of
her pink tongue running over her lips, making them glisten.
“How about another first?” Lucia asked.
***
“Well, how about it?” Lucia heard herself ask in a soft, sultry voice.
She wasn’t quite sure why she was being so forward, but her body was
crying out with a need she couldn’t refuse. Her hand slid up the leg of
his shorts, slipped under his boxers till her fingers found the flared
head of Robert’s swollen dick.
Robert's body was suddenly even more still and rigid as he felt Lucia’s
soft, delicate fingertips run over his bulbous head. At first he was
filled with panic at his secret having been discovered, but his mind
quickly began to put together the pieces. Her foot in his lap, her
breast on his arm, the kiss, her questions, and her fingers running
along the ridge of his sensitive head. Suddenly Robert knew with
absolute certainty that he was about to get his first handjob, and he
was ecstatic. Not only was Lucia incredibly hot and curvy, he had only
known her for about two hours. And now here he was, her soft hand up his
shorts, wrapped around his shaft.
Robert leaned back into the couch as Lucia’s grip began to slowly stroke
up and down his hard rod. His mind was torn between two thoughts; the
first was the indescribable sensation coming from her hand. The second
was a sudden uncertainty of what to do with his own hands. However, the
second thought was quickly lost by the pressure and pleasure building
from the first; and his hands remained clenched as fists firmly locked
at his side as he watched the movement of Lucia’s hand through his pants.
Lucia smiled to herself, stifling a giggle at the sight of Robert, so
stiff and unsure, but clearly enjoying her manipulations. And as much as
she enjoyed the feeling of his silky head on her fingertips, and precum
oozing onto her hand, she had much more in mind for the young man.
Drawing her hand back out, she grabbed the bottom edge of his shorts and
pushed it up his leg.
At first the shorts wouldn’t move, but Robert lifted his leg, allowing
Lucia to push it up, and the air in the cabin feeling cool on his hot
manhood. With his cock now sticking out the leg of his pants, Robert
watched with a mix of fascination and lust as Lucia’s small hand wrapped
around his shaft, stroking him again. In response, Robert’s body finally
moved, his hips bucking slightly to press his hard flesh against her
hand. But as exciting as the thought was that this beautiful woman was
giving him his first handjob, he was blown away when he saw her head
drop down into his lap and felt her full lips encircle the top of his
red cockhead.
Lucia moaned slightly and the feel of the soft, yet firm, flesh pressing
on her lips. Opening her mouth wider she let more of him between her
lips until her lips were pressed down onto Robert’s thigh, the head of
his cock in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around the tip she felt
herself get wetter at the taste of his precum. But she needed a better
angle than this, and for that his pants would need to come off.
Lifting up her head, Lucia ran her tongue up and down the top of his
shaft, and then down one side and then the other; lubricating his rod
with her saliva until it glistened in the sunlight streaming in from the
windows. Focusing back on the head, she sucked it into her mouth giving
it a quick swirl of her tongue, before withdrawing her head as she
continued to suck, her mouth giving up Robert’s fuckstick with a pop.
“Oh god, Lucia... so much better than I imagined.”
Looking at her, Robert watched as she faced him once more, uncertain why
she stopped. A drop of precum hung from her lower lip, and he watched as
she collected the drop on her finger before licking it up with her pink
tongue. He swallowed hard at the lewd display, still uncertain of what
he should be doing, but at the same time afraid that if he did anything
he might bring this glorious moment to an abrupt end.
“Get your pants off,” Lucia instructed him. As he did so, she dropped to
the floor before the couch, wincing at her ankle. Pulling her tank top
off, she tossed it aside. Looking up, she stared at Robert’s throbbing
dick sticking straight out just above her. Reaching up, one hand gently
encircled the base of his cock. The other hand gently ran over his
balls, her fingertips running through the hair, her nails lightly
dragging on the skin. She felt his cock twitch in her hand in response
to her touch, and she smiled up at him, stroking his cock as if inviting
him to cover her grinning face with his spunk.
“Go ahead and sit back down, hun,” Robert heard her say, though it took
a moment for him to realize she said anything at all. All he could focus
on was her gorgeous face, and her hands on his sensitive skin. Sinking
slowly onto the couch, Robert sighed and leaned back as he felt Lucia’s
warm and wet mouth engulf his cock. Still uncertain of what to do with
his hands, they clutched at the cushions, grasping and releasing as
Lucia’s mouth began to work up and down his cock. Leaning his head back
up, Robert gasped at the sight of her full lips wrapped around his hard
shaft, sliding up and down, her brown eyes locked on his.
“Oh my god…” he moaned.
Pulling back, Lucia pushed his cock up against his belly as she lowered
her head to his full balls. Running her tongue over the hairy sack, she
toyed and teased with them before drawing first one and then the other
into her mouth for a gentle suck. Then running her tongue up the
underside of his shaft, she swallowed his cock once more. This time she
began working more and more of him into her mouth. At the sensation of
the tip pressing against her throat, she felt her pussy flood with
wetness and she couldn’t help but rub her legs together to stimulate her
aching cunt.
Robert stared at her, most of his cock was deep in her mouth, and she
continued to look straight at him, unabashedly watching him as she
serviced his manhood. When he felt something press against the tip of
his cock, he felt a twinge of pleasure race through him. But Lucia kept
going, trying to take more of him in her mouth. Another fraction of an
inch pushed in, but it caused her to gag. Her head pulled back off of
him, leaving a layer of thick saliva that coated his dick and connected
him to her lips. She stared at his wet dick for a moment, and then
looked back up at Robert, her eyes watering slightly, but filled with
determination.
Reaching up, Lucia’s hands gripped the bottom of her sports bra and
lifted it up, freeing her large breasts to Robert’s gaze. His eyes
widened in surprise and lust. And then just as suddenly she plunged her
mouth back onto his thick rod. Pushing and forcing, relaxing her throat
till she felt him stretching out her throat, her lips reaching the bush
of hair at the base of his cock. Opening her mouth wide, she began to
fuck his cock with her throat, her head bobbing up and down, her tits
bouncing, and her pussy drenched. Pushing down she took all of him in,
and swallowed, letting Robert feel her throat contract around his head.
Robert gasped at the sudden sensation on his cock that sent incredible
pleasure through him. Having no control over himself, his hips bucked up
towards her face, pushing him in deeper into her throat. Unprepared for
the sudden thrust, Lucia gagged and pulled back, the room filled with
wet sound of his cock leaving her throat. His dick and her face was a
mess of saliva and precum, and faint traces of tears worked their way
down Lucia’s cheeks.
Running her hand up and down the sloppy shaft, she spread the saliva all
over him. Then she dropped her head back down, still looking up at him,
and took just the head in her mouth. Her cheeks caving in as she sucked
on the head, her own head drawing back as she sucked, pulling off his
cock with a loud pop. Then she did it again, and again, all while her
fist continued to slide up and down his shaft. Her other hand reached
down, pressing into her sex through her own skintight shorts.
Nearly out of his mind, Robert watched the display before him; the
beautiful, nice girl he had met on the trail had turned into a voracious
slut. There was no other word he could think to describe her. Her long
brown hair pulled back in a ponytail as if she had been expecting to be
on her knees; her shirt on the floor; her bra pulled up proudly
displaying her full, round breasts topped with hard nipples. But most of
all, her mouth wrapped around, and sucking firmly on his cock. It was
all too much and he began to feel the familiar sensations that he knew
meant he was about to cum.
“Lucia,” he gasped, “I’m going… about to…”
Lucia might have found his concern and warning cute, and a bit humorous,
if she wasn’t so fixated on trying to draw every drop of his thick cum
out of him. But she was, so pulling off she looked up at him, “Don’t
worry hun, I want it, all of it, in my mouth. I want to taste your load.”
Lucia’s pleading voice, combined with her still stroking fist, was all
Robert needed. Gasping, he felt the first blast explode from the tip.
Her mouth still off of him, the long thick rope splattered across her
right cheek, streaking up from the edge of her mouth almost to her ear.
Dropping her head down she swallowed the top half of his dick and used
her hand to milk more and more of the thick, salty load into her mouth.
As he flooded her mouth with semen, she swirled her tongue; tasting it
before swallowing it. Eventually the ropes ceased, and she drew back,
running her tongue over the tip to collect the last droplet of cum from
the tiny hole. Just as she drew the pearly fluid into her mouth, the
door behind her opened.
Still looking at Robert, she saw the shock clear in his face. Thinking
quickly, she pulled her bra down over her chest, but there was no time
to grab her shirt.
“Holy shit! Robert, who is that?” came a deep voice behind her.
Turning around she looked as two lean, muscular guys about Robert’s age
entered the cabin; a heavier set, but still muscular, third guy
following them in. The long string of cum still coating her cheek was
forgotten as one of the faces registered in her mind.
“Trey,” she heard come from the one face she recognized. “This is Lucia!”
“Stan?!” cried Lucia.
Lucia's vacation takes a turn when she meets Robert on the trail.
The cool mountain wind brushed over Lucia’s skin as she hiked back and
forth up the switchback trail. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a
ponytail, keeping the back of her neck exposed to the gentle breeze. It
really was a wonderful day out, the sun provided plenty of light, but
the cloud cover kept the sun from being overbearing, and the breeze kept
her from becoming drenched in sweat. It didn’t stop the occasional bead
from trickling down her cheek, or down between the impressive cleavage
showing beneath her tank top. Even with her sports bra pressing her
breasts firmly against her chest, she knew they would catch the eye of
anyone she came across. So far, that had been no one, for which she was
grateful.
She had come up to the mountains to get away. Her stressful final
semester completed, and an even more stressful first semester of Grad
school looming ahead, time away from the rest of the world was just what
she had needed. Still, after a few days on her own, apart from a few
other campers at nearby campsites, a little bit of company wouldn’t have
been completely unappreciated. Particularly the male variety.
Lucia giggled a little to herself at the thought, here she was in the
splendor of nature and all she could think of was sex. Well, there were
the private showers back at the campsite; she could always take care of
herself when she got back. Reaching the switch in the trail, she
followed the hairpin turn around, now heading back the way she had just
been walking, but heading further up the steep slope. The thought of the
hot water spraying on her naked skin, rivulets of warm water streaming
over her breasts and nipples spurred her onwards. She was suddenly
overwhelmed by the need to touch herself, to feel her fingers massaging
her sex as the steam worked the aches from her sore muscles. She could
imagine the wet feeling of her arousal soaking her fingertips as she
moaned quietly in the shower, spreading her juices around her delicate
lips as her other hand massaged soap onto one of her large breasts,
tweaking the nipple.
A sudden gust of wind broke her from her reverie. Clearing her mind, she
focused on the trail ahead of her, picking up the pace. Before long she
broke through the tree line and found herself at the peak. Without the
cover of the trees, the wind was stronger, sending her ponytail flailing
behind her. Sitting atop the mountain was a large, grey, flat boulder.
Walking over to it, she climbed her way up to the flat top. It was easy
enough, weather and other hikers had worn away the side so that it
resembled small steps. Reaching the top, she lay on the flat, rough top.
The cool stone drawing the heat from her own body.
After a brief rest, Lucia sat up, and took a drink from her water
bottle, her legs dangling over the edge of the rock. When she was done,
she hopped off the rocky path under foot crunching as she landed.
Turning back to the boulder, she couldn’t help but notice that it came
up to just a few inches below her shoulders. The perfect height, she
realized, for someone to lay on top of the rock, while another stood on
the ground, between their spread thighs.
As she continued her hike, she allowed her thought to play itself out.
Laying there on the stone, his legs hung over the edge. Her hand reached
out, grabbing the elastic waistband of his shorts. His hips lifted up
off the rock as she pulled them down to his knees, his thickening cock
free from its confines. Her other hand reached up running her fingers
over it, and then over the short trimmed hair at the base of his shaft.
He swelled slightly, his manhood twitching from her touch.
Bringing her hand back down, she wrapped her hand around him and stroked
back, pulling back the foreskin hiding his head. Leaning down, Lucia
drew the head of his cock into her mouth and looked up at him, his head
held up so he could watch as her full, luscious lips as they wrapped
themselves around him. Her tongue swirled around the tip and her own
arousal grew as she felt him swelling in her mouth. Growing. Filling her.
Drawing her mouth off him, she pressed his shaft up and licked the
underside of his cock from his balls up to the tip, collecting a drop of
precum. Just as she tasted him on her tongue, her mouth engulfed him
again, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked on him. As the cock in
her mouth became harder, she took him deeper and deeper until his head
pressed against her throat. Pushing forward, she tried to open her
throat to accept his throbbing manhood, but gagged slightly. Drawing
back quickly, she left behind a slick coat of saliva, a trail of it
running out of her mouth, cold as the mountain wind blew over them.
Not to be dissuaded, Lucia gripped his fuckstick and took him back in
her mouth, pushing her head lower till she felt the head slip into her
throat. She looked up at him, her dark brown eyes watering from taking
him so deep. Tears running down her cheeks, she drew back slightly. In
response, he grabbed her ponytail, pulling her throat back around his
cock. Her eyes remaining fixed on him as his head rolled back and his
hips bucked up, fucking her mouth. She could see his stomach clench, the
fist holding her hair growing tighter as he grew closer to sending a hot
load of sticky cum directly down her throat. Her pussy throbbed in
anticipation of the reward she was about to receive.
“Hello?” called out a voice, bringing Lucia’s daydream to a sudden halt.
Her foot caught on a rock underfoot, her ankle twisting. She cried out
wordlessly in pain as her ankle twisted, sending her to her knees.
“Oh shit!” she heard the voice call out again, followed by the sound of
someone quickly making their way down the trail behind her. Looking over
her shoulder she spotted a young man, likely a few years younger than
herself. He was tall, but lanky, an unruly mop of brown hair on his head.
She tried to stand, but dropped down to her knees again as the pain in
her ankle shot through her; her face twisting as her eyes closed.
Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she looked up finding herself looking
into the blue eyes of the young stranger. “Are you alright?” he asked,
concern filling is voice.
“Yes, I think so,” she lied. Reaching down she began to unlace her boot
on her injured foot to get a look at her ankle.
Grabbing her hand, the young man stopped her. “No, you don’t want to do
that. Your foot could swell and you’ll be stuck out here with no way to
get the boot back on. Was there a pop or snapping sound?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Here, let me help you up and see if you can put any weight on it,” he
said, drawing her arm over his shoulder and wrapping an arm around her
back. Standing on one leg with his support, she gingerly placed her
injured foot on the ground, increasing the pressure until it became painful.
“Good,” said the stranger, “if you can put that much weight on it, it’s
probably not so bad. Even still we should get you back somewhere you can
rest and get some ice on it.”
“My campsite is a several hour hike back, and that was with two good
feet,” she replied, trying to keep the distress from her voice.
“Our cabin is just down the trail and up a small path, if you want.”
Nodding her agreement, Lucia and the young man slowly made their way
down the trail. His grip around her waist was surprisingly strong for
his lanky frame. She couldn’t help but notice the way her left breast
rubbed against him as she leaned on him for support. Nor was she
oblivious to the fact that her light blue tank top provided him with an
eyeful of her cleavage.
“My name’s Lucia,” she mentioned, breaking the silence.
He chuckled slightly, “Right, I guess I should have introduced myself.
I’m Robert.”
“Are you out here with family? You mentioned it was ‘our cabin.’”
“Oh…” his voice became hesitant, with a nervous edge. “No, not exactly.
I’m just out here with some friends from school. Is that a problem?”
“No, no, its fine. Just curious,” she replied, smiling at his nervousness.
“I was actually out looking for them, they left without me and I don’t
know which way down the trail they went.”
“Great friends!” Lucia joked, and then her face twisted in pain as her
ankle twisted on a loose rock.
***
Reaching the cabin, Robert led Lucia inside and over to the couch. It
wasn’t a big cabin, just one big open room for the living room, kitchen
and dining area, with a hall that she assumed led back to the bedrooms.
Lucia lay back on the couch, and Robert gently removed her boot and
propped her leg up on a pair of pillows. He then left for the freezer
and came back with a bag of ice for her ankle. As the ice numbed the
pain Lucia closed her eyes, trying to relax.
When she opened them again, Robert was gone. Looking at the clock on the
wall she realized she had been out for about twenty minutes. Removing
the ice, she remained on the couch and rotated her foot. Her ankle was
already feeling better, though still sore. Glad that she hadn’t hurt
herself worse, Lucia relaxed back into the couch and closed her eyes,
this time returning to her daydream from her hike rather than sleeping.
As she imagined the hard cock in her hands, slick with a thick coating
of saliva from her throat, she felt herself getting wet again. Unable to
help herself, she squeezed her right breast through her sports bra, her
hand’s movements obvious under her tight tank top. Her legs opened and
closed slightly as she used them to put pressure on her clit. Once again
her imaginary partner’s strong hands were in her hair, his thrusting
hips using her mouth to pleasure his thick pole as he neared his
delicious release.
Once again, her thoughts were interrupted by Robert. His footsteps on
the hardwood floor breaking the spell of her imagination. Pushing
herself up, she scooted back on the couch to make room for him, fully
aware that her nipples were displaying her arousal through the tight
fabric of her bra and shirt. Any hope that the twin layers of clothing
might hide them vanished when Robert looked at her, and then immediately
looked away, trying not to blush.
Lucia grinned at his naivete and patted the couch for him to sit. “My
ankle is feeling much, much better. Thanks.”
“I… uh… it was nothing,” he replied. Robert could feel his heart beating
faster as he sat down near her. She was incredibly sexy, beautiful
curves, and those lips… well, he had seen enough porn to know where he
wanted those lips. “Besides,” he continued, “it was my fault for
spooking you.”
“I wasn’t paying attention,” she retorted, gingerly moving her injured
leg into his lap. “It could have happened anyways, and then I would have
been hurt out there all alone.”
Robert’s body went rigid as Lucia’s foot slipped across his thigh. He
held his arms straight down at his sides, suddenly uncertain of what to
do with his hands. As she wiggled her foot up and down his thigh, Robert
could feel the blood flow increasing to his dick, and he prayed that she
wouldn’t notice.
As they talked, Lucia moved her foot about in Robert’s lap. Occasionally
rubbing up and down the firm form of his cock, sometimes putting
pressure on it, and sometimes ignoring it all together. She gave no
indication that she knew what she was doing to him, but it didn’t stop
her from secretly enjoying watching him squirm, hearing the pitch of his
voice change as he tried to keep up his side of their conversation.
Robert certainly wasn’t about to do anything about her foot moving about
in his lap. She was hurt, and it was his fault, regardless of what she
said; if she needed to find a position for it to be comfortable, he’d
let her. Plus, it was the most sexual thing he had ever experienced, and
it felt amazing. Not just the pressure and sensations on his shaft, but
the excitement and thrill filling him as he tried to enjoy the feelings
she was giving him without her knowing. He was scared she would catch
on, and think him some horrible pervert who had brought her here with
ulterior motives. But she didn’t seem to notice, despite running her
foot up and down most of the throbbing erection straining to get out of
his shorts.
Her foot must still be numb from the ice, he told himself.
“So, you said you are studying sports medicine?” Lucia asked him.
“Yeah, that’s uh… that’s how I met the other guys; they play hockey,” he
replied, his voice peaking as Lucia’s foot teased his swollen head
through his shorts.
“I’m studying to become a teacher, but I always thought I’d make a good
nurse,” she continued, her full lips opening in a wide smile. “Do you
think I would? Could you imagine me in a nurse’s uniform?”
“I… umm…” Robert swallowed hard, keeping his gaze fixed on her face,
keeping himself from staring at her chest as the image of Lucia in a
slutty nurse’s uniform formed in his mind. “I’m sure you’d be great,” he
finally managed.
“Thanks, hun,” she said. Pushing herself up, she drew her legs back
underneath her, her face grimacing slightly at the pain from her ankle
as she shifted positions. Sitting up, she pulled closer to Robert, her
hand on his knee. “So, it’s just you boys here? Where are your girlfriends?”
“Well… Trey’s the only one with a girlfriend, and Melissa had to work
the first few days of the trip so she decided to stay home.” With
Lucia’s foot no longer applying pressure to his throbbing erection, it
wasn’t nearly so difficult to talk to her. He clasped his hands over his
lap, trying to hide his arousal, still keeping his blue eyes locked on
her brown ones.
Lucia thought it was almost funny, the unnatural way Robert would only
look at her face. As if he was scared that looking away for an instant
would cause him to stare at her chest. Gently running her fingers over
his knee, Lucia continued her questions, “That’s too bad, has it been a
long time since your last girlfriend?”
“I… “ Robert began, nervously laughing to try to hide his discomfort at
the personal question, but too flustered to come up with a convincing
lie to impress the voluptuous young woman inching closer to him. “I’ve
actually never had a girlfriend, nothing serious, at least.”
Robert was attractive, in a cute sort of way, so his answer was almost a
surprise, almost. But given the way he was responding to her, Lucia
wasn’t exactly shocked by his answer. She began to feel a bit flustered
as she considered the possibilities.
“Oh,” she replied, trying to sound more surprised than she really was,
“so…” she dragged out the start of her next question, her eyes looking
away and then slowly returning to Roberts as if she was feeling too shy
to ask, “so, when was the last time... you were with anyone?”
“I haven’t been,” he admitted, swallowing as Lucia’s hand slid up his
leg over top of Robert’s exercise shorts. In response, Robert pushed his
hands down harder on his erection, pushing it into his other leg away
from her hand. But all this accomplished was to send a jolt of pleasure
through him that forced his eyes shut for a moment. He quickly opened
them again, hoping Lucia hadn’t noticed.
If Lucia’s cheshire grin could have gotten any wider at Robert’s
expression, it would have. Instead, she bit her lower lip briefly then
slid the tip of her tongue over her upper lip, wetting them. “So how far
have you gone with a girl, then?”
“Well, I’ve been on a few dates with a couple different girls,” he
sputtered, his words tumbling out as he finally noticed the predatory
gleam in Lucia’s eyes, “and two of them let me kiss them, but it wasn’t
much of anything.”
“Oh,” she said, pausing for a moment to give Robert a good look at her
moist lips in a perfect circle. “So not even something like this?” Her
hand moved up off his knee and held his head. She leaned in, her breasts
pushing firmly against his arm as her lips connected with his.
At first, Robert was in shock, he could hardly believe what was
happening. But as he relaxed he began to try to return the kiss, his
lips softening, his head turning slightly. Then he could feel her full,
wet lips slip open and feel a new sensation on his lips. It was wetter
and firmer than Lucia’s lips, probing at his own. It dawned on him
almost immediately that it must be her tongue and his own mouth opened
slightly, mostly in surprise.
As Robert’s lips opened to her advances, Lucia’s skilled tongue slipped
into his mouth to find his. If she was completely honest, it was hardly
the most sensual kiss she had ever had, Robert’s body and tongue had
gone stiff with shock. But knowing it was his first added an extra level
of arousal which, when combined with the way her imagination had been
torturing her all day, was making her blood boil.
Robert watched Lucia as her head pulled away from his, breaking their
kiss. It had been incredible, and all he wanted was more. But then he
saw her look down in his lap, his legs pressed together reflexively,
hoping she wouldn’t notice the large bulge in his exercise shorts. Then
she placed her hand on his knee, and looked him in the eyes, the tip of
her pink tongue running over her lips, making them glisten.
“How about another first?” Lucia asked.
***
“Well, how about it?” Lucia heard herself ask in a soft, sultry voice.
She wasn’t quite sure why she was being so forward, but her body was
crying out with a need she couldn’t refuse. Her hand slid up the leg of
his shorts, slipped under his boxers till her fingers found the flared
head of Robert’s swollen dick.
Robert's body was suddenly even more still and rigid as he felt Lucia’s
soft, delicate fingertips run over his bulbous head. At first he was
filled with panic at his secret having been discovered, but his mind
quickly began to put together the pieces. Her foot in his lap, her
breast on his arm, the kiss, her questions, and her fingers running
along the ridge of his sensitive head. Suddenly Robert knew with
absolute certainty that he was about to get his first handjob, and he
was ecstatic. Not only was Lucia incredibly hot and curvy, he had only
known her for about two hours. And now here he was, her soft hand up his
shorts, wrapped around his shaft.
Robert leaned back into the couch as Lucia’s grip began to slowly stroke
up and down his hard rod. His mind was torn between two thoughts; the
first was the indescribable sensation coming from her hand. The second
was a sudden uncertainty of what to do with his own hands. However, the
second thought was quickly lost by the pressure and pleasure building
from the first; and his hands remained clenched as fists firmly locked
at his side as he watched the movement of Lucia’s hand through his pants.
Lucia smiled to herself, stifling a giggle at the sight of Robert, so
stiff and unsure, but clearly enjoying her manipulations. And as much as
she enjoyed the feeling of his silky head on her fingertips, and precum
oozing onto her hand, she had much more in mind for the young man.
Drawing her hand back out, she grabbed the bottom edge of his shorts and
pushed it up his leg.
At first the shorts wouldn’t move, but Robert lifted his leg, allowing
Lucia to push it up, and the air in the cabin feeling cool on his hot
manhood. With his cock now sticking out the leg of his pants, Robert
watched with a mix of fascination and lust as Lucia’s small hand wrapped
around his shaft, stroking him again. In response, Robert’s body finally
moved, his hips bucking slightly to press his hard flesh against her
hand. But as exciting as the thought was that this beautiful woman was
giving him his first handjob, he was blown away when he saw her head
drop down into his lap and felt her full lips encircle the top of his
red cockhead.
Lucia moaned slightly and the feel of the soft, yet firm, flesh pressing
on her lips. Opening her mouth wider she let more of him between her
lips until her lips were pressed down onto Robert’s thigh, the head of
his cock in her mouth. Swirling her tongue around the tip she felt
herself get wetter at the taste of his precum. But she needed a better
angle than this, and for that his pants would need to come off.
Lifting up her head, Lucia ran her tongue up and down the top of his
shaft, and then down one side and then the other; lubricating his rod
with her saliva until it glistened in the sunlight streaming in from the
windows. Focusing back on the head, she sucked it into her mouth giving
it a quick swirl of her tongue, before withdrawing her head as she
continued to suck, her mouth giving up Robert’s fuckstick with a pop.
“Oh god, Lucia... so much better than I imagined.”
Looking at her, Robert watched as she faced him once more, uncertain why
she stopped. A drop of precum hung from her lower lip, and he watched as
she collected the drop on her finger before licking it up with her pink
tongue. He swallowed hard at the lewd display, still uncertain of what
he should be doing, but at the same time afraid that if he did anything
he might bring this glorious moment to an abrupt end.
“Get your pants off,” Lucia instructed him. As he did so, she dropped to
the floor before the couch, wincing at her ankle. Pulling her tank top
off, she tossed it aside. Looking up, she stared at Robert’s throbbing
dick sticking straight out just above her. Reaching up, one hand gently
encircled the base of his cock. The other hand gently ran over his
balls, her fingertips running through the hair, her nails lightly
dragging on the skin. She felt his cock twitch in her hand in response
to her touch, and she smiled up at him, stroking his cock as if inviting
him to cover her grinning face with his spunk.
“Go ahead and sit back down, hun,” Robert heard her say, though it took
a moment for him to realize she said anything at all. All he could focus
on was her gorgeous face, and her hands on his sensitive skin. Sinking
slowly onto the couch, Robert sighed and leaned back as he felt Lucia’s
warm and wet mouth engulf his cock. Still uncertain of what to do with
his hands, they clutched at the cushions, grasping and releasing as
Lucia’s mouth began to work up and down his cock. Leaning his head back
up, Robert gasped at the sight of her full lips wrapped around his hard
shaft, sliding up and down, her brown eyes locked on his.
“Oh my god…” he moaned.
Pulling back, Lucia pushed his cock up against his belly as she lowered
her head to his full balls. Running her tongue over the hairy sack, she
toyed and teased with them before drawing first one and then the other
into her mouth for a gentle suck. Then running her tongue up the
underside of his shaft, she swallowed his cock once more. This time she
began working more and more of him into her mouth. At the sensation of
the tip pressing against her throat, she felt her pussy flood with
wetness and she couldn’t help but rub her legs together to stimulate her
aching cunt.
Robert stared at her, most of his cock was deep in her mouth, and she
continued to look straight at him, unabashedly watching him as she
serviced his manhood. When he felt something press against the tip of
his cock, he felt a twinge of pleasure race through him. But Lucia kept
going, trying to take more of him in her mouth. Another fraction of an
inch pushed in, but it caused her to gag. Her head pulled back off of
him, leaving a layer of thick saliva that coated his dick and connected
him to her lips. She stared at his wet dick for a moment, and then
looked back up at Robert, her eyes watering slightly, but filled with
determination.
Reaching up, Lucia’s hands gripped the bottom of her sports bra and
lifted it up, freeing her large breasts to Robert’s gaze. His eyes
widened in surprise and lust. And then just as suddenly she plunged her
mouth back onto his thick rod. Pushing and forcing, relaxing her throat
till she felt him stretching out her throat, her lips reaching the bush
of hair at the base of his cock. Opening her mouth wide, she began to
fuck his cock with her throat, her head bobbing up and down, her tits
bouncing, and her pussy drenched. Pushing down she took all of him in,
and swallowed, letting Robert feel her throat contract around his head.
Robert gasped at the sudden sensation on his cock that sent incredible
pleasure through him. Having no control over himself, his hips bucked up
towards her face, pushing him in deeper into her throat. Unprepared for
the sudden thrust, Lucia gagged and pulled back, the room filled with
wet sound of his cock leaving her throat. His dick and her face was a
mess of saliva and precum, and faint traces of tears worked their way
down Lucia’s cheeks.
Running her hand up and down the sloppy shaft, she spread the saliva all
over him. Then she dropped her head back down, still looking up at him,
and took just the head in her mouth. Her cheeks caving in as she sucked
on the head, her own head drawing back as she sucked, pulling off his
cock with a loud pop. Then she did it again, and again, all while her
fist continued to slide up and down his shaft. Her other hand reached
down, pressing into her sex through her own skintight shorts.
Nearly out of his mind, Robert watched the display before him; the
beautiful, nice girl he had met on the trail had turned into a voracious
slut. There was no other word he could think to describe her. Her long
brown hair pulled back in a ponytail as if she had been expecting to be
on her knees; her shirt on the floor; her bra pulled up proudly
displaying her full, round breasts topped with hard nipples. But most of
all, her mouth wrapped around, and sucking firmly on his cock. It was
all too much and he began to feel the familiar sensations that he knew
meant he was about to cum.
“Lucia,” he gasped, “I’m going… about to…”
Lucia might have found his concern and warning cute, and a bit humorous,
if she wasn’t so fixated on trying to draw every drop of his thick cum
out of him. But she was, so pulling off she looked up at him, “Don’t
worry hun, I want it, all of it, in my mouth. I want to taste your load.”
Lucia’s pleading voice, combined with her still stroking fist, was all
Robert needed. Gasping, he felt the first blast explode from the tip.
Her mouth still off of him, the long thick rope splattered across her
right cheek, streaking up from the edge of her mouth almost to her ear.
Dropping her head down she swallowed the top half of his dick and used
her hand to milk more and more of the thick, salty load into her mouth.
As he flooded her mouth with semen, she swirled her tongue; tasting it
before swallowing it. Eventually the ropes ceased, and she drew back,
running her tongue over the tip to collect the last droplet of cum from
the tiny hole. Just as she drew the pearly fluid into her mouth, the
door behind her opened.
Still looking at Robert, she saw the shock clear in his face. Thinking
quickly, she pulled her bra down over her chest, but there was no time
to grab her shirt.
“Holy shit! Robert, who is that?” came a deep voice behind her.
Turning around she looked as two lean, muscular guys about Robert’s age
entered the cabin; a heavier set, but still muscular, third guy
following them in. The long string of cum still coating her cheek was
forgotten as one of the faces registered in her mind.
“Trey,” she heard come from the one face she recognized. “This is Lucia!”
“Stan?!” cried Lucia.
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