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Love On A Mountain Top
by Ickric (ick_ric@yahoo.co.uk)

***

A couple fulfill their fantasy of making love outdoors 
on top of a mountain where no one will see them... or 
will they? (MF, rom, voy)

***

A thin layer of cloud obscured the harsh sun and a 
fresh breeze blew in from the Atlantic as Linda and Jim 
ascended the mountain. It was not so steep that they 
needed ropes or stuff, but enough to have to stop every 
so often and catch their breath.

The lakes were always nice at this time of year and 
leaving the car down by the pass was the most sensible 
way of getting to really enjoy the beauty of the area. 
They stopped and looked down from where they had 
started, their car a small red blot against the greyish 
green slate type road they had travelled along. From 
their vantage point, they could see all along the 
valley down to the next large lake away in the distance 
and copious white dots against the green back drop of 
the hills as fell sheep grazed lazily. 

Linda and Jim had been together as a couple for just a 
few months and had barely had never holidayed together, 
other than a short weekend away. Linda loved her 
history and enjoyed visiting cities and taking in the 
architecture and art whilst Jim was more of an active 
person, loving his water sports and fell walking. 
Sunning themselves on a beach was something they 
enjoyed but an active vacation was much more fun.

Linda had tried to hold Jim's hand as they ascended the 
mountain which was more akin to a very steep stair case 
without the steps. Jim, however, was a little fitter 
than Linda and she had not been able to keep up with 
him.

"Wait up" she commanded, removing the warm sweater Jim 
had loaned her and tossing it onto the green grass that 
covered the rocks beneath. If he wasn't prepared to 
slow down, it would serve him right if his sweater 
landed in a pile of sheep shit, Linda figured!

Linda had a fantasy which she had dared to share with 
Jim, and that was to make love outdoors, preferably in 
a corn field but, in essence, anywhere that was 
secluded. Half way up the top of a mountain was as 
secluded as you could get, even though it was less than 
a thousand metres high. Fellow hikers would use this 
area but they were few and far between, the Lakeland 
national park being large enough to accommodate most 
ramblers throughout the season without too many people 
getting in each others way. Jim had noticed there was 
only one other vehicle parked in the parking area and 
that couple had decided to descend the valley to the 
river bank. 

Knowing they would be alone, and with his goal in 
sight, Jim ascended the hill in decisive strides, his 
energy knowing no bounds. The fresh Cumbrian air filled 
his lungs and he could smell the sea from across the 
range to the west, the breeze almost uninterrupted as 
it swept in from the Atlantic. In the distance, 
Kestrels hovered and swooped as they hunted their prey 
and the bleating of Scottish Black-faced sheep added to 
the serenity.

Jim stopped and looked back down the hill. Linda was 
red in the face as she endeavoured to keep up with Jim. 
He tapped his foot in mock irritation as Linda 
struggled to catch up with him. She saw his body 
language and, just to goad Jim, she slowed down and 
stopped for breath, her body heaving with the exertion, 
her lovely breasts rising and falling in unison with 
her breath. Jim smiled broadly. They had known each 
other for less than a year and had moved in together 
just a couple of months later, both having recently 
experienced failed relationships with previous 
partners. Linda had always preferred her men to be a 
little older than her, although her previous partner 
had actually been younger and immature. That was partly 
why her relationship failed.

Jim had always preferred the petite brunette types and 
Linda had not only fitted the bill from a cosmetic 
perspective, but had the bubbly personality that he 
adored. He was a happy guy and loved being around happy 
people and Linda was vibrant and full of life. 

"Did you used to be a goat in a previous life?" Linda 
joked with Jim. He rubbed his chin as if to see if he 
had a goatie beard.

"Nah! I shaved this morning!" he replied jovially. He 
held out his hand and pulled her up to his level. They 
were still about seventy metres from the top but the 
view was stunning. The clouds were high and the sun 
shone through periodically giving them full view of the 
valley below them. Out to the distance, they could see 
a lake which was hidden from the road and could only be 
seen by ascending the hills. Beyond the range to the 
west was the faintest glimpse of the grey, murky sea 
and the stiff breeze cooled their sweating skin 
following the exertion of the climb. 

Jim put his arms around Linda's slender waist and she 
nestled into his chest, grateful for his strong arms 
holding her. Jim put his face next to Linda's cheek as 
they surveyed the scene before them. Alone on a 
mountain, they were separated from the world, a million 
miles away from mortgage payments, inflation, bills, 
phone calls and the hundreds of other distractions that 
civilised life brought with it. 

How can the stress of work, brown envelopes and a 
useless government be civilised? Here they were, 
removed from the hustle of the city in a world of 
tranquillity where pleasure was in breathing healthy 
air, the knowledge that there was no hurry to get back 
to base. Who cared what was happening in "Corrie" or 
who had done what at the test match, this was a 
vacation to relax, just Linda, Jim and ten million 
sheep!

"I love you" Jim said as he kissed Linda's cheek and 
hugging her closer. Linda turned her head and their 
lips met. She had enjoyed boy friends before but none 
had really shown her real affection. Her first lover 
had been more of an infatuation on her part and whilst 
they had been good friends and had enjoyed pleasures of 
the flesh, there was no love from his part. They had 
never even kissed, other than of private parts and 
their relationship was nothing more than sexual. Her 
partner after him was also only sexual and whilst the 
second one was more intense, there had been no 
affection, only attraction. 

Now, here she was on top of a mountain, being kissed 
with genuine passion and desire by a guy who loved her 
for what she was, the personality as much as her looks. 
Sure, she was pretty but she felt inadequate; Linda was 
perfectly formed and well proportioned for her short 
stature. Yet because of this, she felt her vital 
statistics were too small and she was not a complete 
woman. She also carried some baggage in as much as her 
first boyfriend had been forceful, making Linda indulge 
in areas she was not comfortable with. This had then 
made her relationship with her other two lovers more 
challenging as she felt all guys were going to force 
their man-hoods down her throat. And whilst her two 
lovers did not force the issue, they felt disappointed 
that Linda was afraid of oral.

Jim, however, was different. He had not forced the 
issue but had not held a grudge, hoping that he could 
coax her out of her fear and gently encourage her to 
indulge but at her own speed. 

Jim kissed Linda with passion, waiting for her to make 
the first move and he would not be disappointed. 
Gently, her tongue probed at his lips and he opened his 
mouth, allowing her tongue access to his. Linda 
swivelled in his arms so she was now facing him, her 
arms around his fit body and she could smell his 
manliness through his perspiration. Jim had allowed his 
hands to remain around her waist, pulling her close to 
him as they embraced. 

Moans of delight emanated from both of them as they 
kissed, inhaling fresh mountain air through their noses 
in the process. Jim moved his hands up Linda's back, 
feeling her bra straps through the cotton material of 
her T shirt. Jim had plenty of experience of undoing 
undergarments, having recently come out of a long 
relationship with the same woman. 

He had been seriously scarred, emotionally, and had 
vowed to remain a bachelor for the remainder of his 
life. He'd even contemplated migrating overseas, he'd 
recently graduated with a qualification he could use 
globally but now he'd met Linda, he'd made up his mind 
to stay with her for as long as she wanted him. One day 
they might marry and even start a family together but 
for now, they were both taking things step at a time. 
They'd both been emotionally hurt before and were in no 
hurry to experience the same hurt again.

Jim gently gripped her bra clasp with his thumb and 
fore finger, unclipping the offending article with 
ease. Linda knew how Jim worked and like many men, he 
was easy to read, almost transparent! Smooth he may 
have been but he was also predictable, yet it gave 
Linda some strange comfort. Her other lovers had been 
very single minded and to some extent, Jim was not 
dissimilar. But with Jim, there was a casual ease, not 
the manic rush of her previous lovers and boy friends. 

Linda felt her T shirt being pulled out of the waist 
band of her jeans and the cool, fresh zephyr felt good 
against he bare skin of her lower back. Jim continued 
to lift her T shirt higher and Linda pulled away from 
the kiss.

"No!" she said, her eyes narrowing as she spoke. "What 
if some ramblers wander into us?" she posed the 
question. Jim looked at her and the cars parked below. 

"I don't think we're going to be disturbed, do you?" he 
replied without malice. Linda had always been slightly 
nervous and he'd put it down to her earlier 
experiences. 

"Please?" she begged, "Just look around to ensure no 
one else can see us or is likely to stumble into us!"

"OK sweet heart" Jim responded, reluctantly disengaging 
from her. With the speed of a mountain lion, Jim 
ascended the remaining seventy metres to the top and 
his eyes scanned the area like some red Indian warrior, 
his eyes looking as far as the horizon, looking for any 
human forms. His humour got the better of him and he 
decided not to count how many sheep he could see in 
case he fell asleep!

Content that there were no ramblers or fell walkers in 
the vicinity, Jim descended to where Linda was. She had 
found a large rock which she had sat down against, the 
rock shielding her from the road. Jim sat beside her.

"All's clear..." he said, pausing momentarily, 
"...apart from the camera crew just behind that ledge!" 
he said, pointing to the pinnacle of the mountain. 
Linda slapped him playfully.

"Pervert!" she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Would you have me any other way?" he asked, cheekily 
and returning the kiss, this time on her lips.

"Mmm...I know how I would have you!" Linda replied 
briefly before engaging in her kissing again. Her 
tongue was now on auto pilot, searching out Jim's 
tonsils and the palms of her hands ran slowly up his 
torso, feeling his heart pounding within his thoracic 
cavity. Was his increased pulse due to his hurried 
ascent and descent of the mountain or was it more to do 
with his increased passion?

Jim moved his hands to Linda's curvaceous torso, too, 
moving his hands up her body with the hem of her T 
shirt in his hands as he did so. 

"Are you sure no one's about?" Linda asked nervously as 
her T shirt drew level with her breasts. Jim kissed her 
gently.

"Two people are likely to come and we're both already 
here!" he joked, smiling confidently at her. Linda 
smiled and with that, raised her arms so Jim could 
remove her top. With her T shirt tidily discarded, the 
bra slid off her shoulders easily revealing her 
delightful breasts to the world. Her nipples stood 
erect and Jim wondered if it was the cool breeze or his 
careful arousal of her that was the cause. His hands 
cupped her breasts and gently caressed her, feeling her 
soft flesh against his own hands. God, she was horny, 
he mused to himself. 

Linda was intent on getting more aroused and her kisses 
became hungrier, her tongue movements more intense and 
her own hands tugging at the belt that held his jeans 
up. She fumbled blindly for the belt buckle, unbuckling 
it with an eagerness that surprised Jim. She had been 
quite wild in bed but it had taken a lot of coaxing to 
draw her out of herself. Linda had taken the lead once 
or twice but, generally, had been happy to play the 
supporting role. Today, however, she was back in 
control and her intensity was a total shock to Jim. He 
manoeuvred his hips to assist Linda's movements and 
with some reluctance, released his grasp on her so he 
could help her in her quest to remove his strides.

With his Levi's round his ankles, Jim's boxers stood 
proud, his manhood trying hard to conceal the monster 
within. A sudden gust of wind made his thighs feel all 
goose-bumpy and he shivered involuntarily. A warm palm 
touched his erection through his under wear and Jim 
grinned to himself. Linda was very affectionate and 
could be as horny as any woman he'd ever known.

He was glad he'd found a woman with a little experience 
– sure, she had some baggage and had some areas she 
would not venture into but at least he didn't have to 
teach her the basics like how to rub a cock. Linda was 
an expert and Jim found himself fantasising from time 
to time about the other cocks Linda had experienced and 
how she had learned to become so proficient at 
masturbating. He thought most of the wankers worked for 
the British Government!

Linda caressed his firmness, holding it in her hand and 
feeling the pulse through the cotton material of his 
boxers. Linda could almost feel her own heart 
pulsating. Jim was so much more sensual than her 
previous lovers, caring and fair, eager to ensure she 
received as much pleasure as she could give. Linda had 
not experienced that with any of her previous lovers, 
each one had been intent on fucking her, shooting their 
load and dozing off. 

Her last lover had shafted her a couple of dozen times 
at least but he had never even brought her close to a 
climax. It had been common place for Linda to leave her 
lover sleeping in the bed whilst she went into the 
lounge and frigged herself off in order to relieve the 
tension and frustration she felt.

Jim, however, was totally different. He would always 
ensure she was fully aroused before penetration, even 
if it was only a quickie, he'd always warm Linda up 
before introducing his cock to her vaginal lips.

But his actions were more than just sex, there was true 
love in his movements and Linda had responded 
favourably to his advances. Like Jim, Linda needed love 
more than just sex and she had found it in Jim which, 
in turn, brought out not only her own loving abilities, 
but also her wild and sensual side, her hidden sexual 
prowess that, until recently, had been lurking 
somewhere within her persona, not daring to show 
itself. Jim and his love had coaxed the inner demon out 
of Linda and she had become a tiger between the sheets.

Jim had already slipped her button of her jeans open 
and was now in the process of lowering the zip of her 
fly, his movements slow and unhurried. Not only had he 
experienced the delights of Linda before during their 
short relationship, but he had learned to savour her 
body, exploring her body as though it was the first 
time, enjoying the experience as though he was about to 
loose his virginity, to make love to Linda for the very 
first time.

Jim broke away from the kisses and caresses, sinking to 
his knees until his face was at Linda's hip-level. With 
his eyes looking up at her face, Jim slowly lowered her 
jeans so she, too, was in her underwear. He slowly drew 
his face closer to her pubic area, smelling her arousal 
as his nose got closer to her, homing in like some 
computerised missile. His cheek rested on her silky 
panties and his lips kissed her thigh, licking her skin 
occasionally for good measure. 

Linda sighed with pleasure and her knees began to 
quiver. She often experienced muscle weaknesses at 
times like this and Jim slowly lowered her until she 
was sat on the grass before he lowered her further 
until her head rested on the turf. Jim moved his way up 
her luscious body, kissing her all over until his face 
was in shadow, her own breasts like mountains of their 
own, her peaks of a dark brown colour and protruding 
like soldiers standing to attention. 

Jim took plenty of time to kiss and nibble her ample 
breasts, licking and sucking in the process. Linda was 
rocking her head in all directions, lost in the 
fabulous sensation of having Jim arouse her in the open 
air. It was a public place and if they were caught, 
they could get a police record but neither of them 
cared at this precise moment, each of them intent on 
giving pleasure to their partner in the knowledge that 
they would be suitably rewarded.

Jim moved up further so his face was over Linda's. She 
opened her eyes and took in the vision before her, a 
large smiley face beaming down at her and love 
emanating from every pore of his skin. They kissed, 
tongues chasing tongues in a game of cat and mouse, in 
and out of mouths, between teeth and tumbling over each 
other in the process.

"Make love to me!" Linda pleaded. 

Jim did not need a second invitation. He reached down 
between them, moving the crotch of her panties to one 
side to allow access to her love tunnel. The tip of his 
penis was dripping with pre-cum as it nudged against 
her love lips and instinctively, Linda raised her hips, 
enjoying the sensation of the head of Jim's cock 
penetrating her. There was no pressure or discomfort, 
both were ready and eager for love making and access 
was effortless. Linda had grown accustomed to Jim and 
although her previous lovers were far better endowed 
than Jim, his love and technique made up for his lack 
of inches.

Linda gasped in delight as his erection filled her, 
lifting her hips to receive every last millimetre of 
him. Jim kissed her as he reached maximum penetration 
and supporting himself with one arm, cupped a breast 
with his other hand.

At last, Linda's fantasy had come true, to make love in 
the open. No one could see them, they were on top of 
the world, or at least, that's how it felt. They were 
making love on a mountain top, just like in the song, 
and Jim was building up a good rhythm, enough for Linda 
to feel her orgasm nearing rapidly. God, he was such a 
hot lover!

Jim, too, was enjoying the experience. He'd made love 
out doors before on a couple of occasions but never 
quite like this. He's previous escapades had been 
during the hours of darkness behind an 'out-house' in 
the park or in bushes, never in broad day light without 
tree cover or anything.

No one could see them and they could not get caught by 
anything other than a stray ewe... or so they thought.

Linda had reached her plateau and was building again 
towards the climax she so desperately needed. Jim had 
been holding himself back as he, too, was close to 
coming inside Linda's sweet pussy. He looked down at 
her and took in her total beauty. Her eyes were shut as 
she relished the entire experience, her fantasy being 
realised and Linda's mind was inundated with messages 
from all her senses, adding to her delight.

"Are you sure no one can see us?" Linda mumbled in-
between kisses.

"Absolutely no one" Jim affirmed, confident that they 
were beyond sight of anyone.

"Positive?" Linda checked.

"Uh-huh!" Jim confirmed, not wanting to use any more 
energy than he had to, his mind working overtime to 
retain his climax until Linda was ready.

With that, Linda thrust her hips firmly into Jim's, her 
hands grabbing his buttocks as she dug her nails into 
the flesh of his arse, pulling him deeper into her. 
Linda tried to wrap her legs around his hips but her 
jeans were still around her ankles and in her 
frustration, dug her finger nails further into Jim's 
gluteus-aximus. 

Jim bit his lip, not wanting to shout out in pain. 
Instead, he bucked as he fucked, writhing so that his 
cock touched every part of her cervix he could muster, 
almost like stirring a cup of tea. Linda squirmed in 
pleasure as her climax approached. Blessed release was 
only moments away.

It was then that a loud screaming noise took them both 
by surprise and as they turned their heads towards the 
valley below them, an RAF fighter plane on a military 
exercise came flying through the valley at low level. 
He was so low, Linda and Jim were actually higher than 
the plane and could see fleetingly into the cockpit as 
he flew by. The pilot, wearing a crash helmet and dark 
visor had seen them and as he flew by, he turned his 
head and gave them the thumbs up sign and below his 
visor, Jim swore he could see the pilot smiling.

"Shit!" Linda exclaimed and simultaneously, she 
climaxed hard, her body shaking like she was having a 
seizure. The sudden tensing of Linda's pussy muscles 
around his dick had taken Jim by surprise and he, too, 
reached climax whilst Linda was still in full climax, 
emptying his scrotum into her cervix, filling her with 
his sperm, warm and salty, pumping into her time and 
again until finally, it abated.

"I thought you said we wouldn't be seen?" Linda 
chastised. Jim looked down at her, noticing the 
perspiration on her forehead.

"He wouldn't have seen any of you, dear..." Jim said as 
he tried to comfort Linda, "...after all, my fat arse 
would have covered all of your private bits!"

"Do you think he'll circle and come back for another 
look?" Linda queried, pushing Jim off of her and 
pulling her panties and jeans up her legs to hide her 
modesty. Jim shook his head.

"No, but I bet it'll be a story he'll be telling in the 
mess this evening!" Jim smirked. He thought it was 
funny but Linda was not so amused.

"He wouldn't have seen much though, would he?" Linda 
sought clarification in her own mind. Jim shook his 
head.

"At twice the speed of sound?" Jim scoffed. "I doubt 
he'd have spotted your weapons of mass distraction!" 
Linda gave Jim a playful slap as they dressed.

"Where's my sweater?" Jim asked as they adjusted 
themselves and stood up. Linda pointed down the 
mountain in a vague way.

"Last time I saw it, it was somewhere down there!" she 
said, playfully, "just before I heard the pilot shout 
'Bombs away'!"

There was a moments silence before Jim spoke.

"You do realise what you've just said, don't you?" he 
asked. Linda looked back at him blankly for a moment 
before the double entendre hit her. Her face blushed 
and she playfully slapped Jim again on the arm.

"Ohh! Men!" she huffed in mock irritation as she made 
her way back down the mountain. "Just for that, you can 
buy me lunch and I want a whole bottle of wine to 
myself!" she added for good measure. 

END

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