I rounded the bottom of the cliff to come into full view of Leslie's tight ass, the edges pressing out from under her short jeans cut-offs. She was busy tying her left boot and didn't pay any attention to me for a moment and allowed me to salivate for a few seconds.
"There!" She announced, having successfully double-knotted the boot. It had been giving her trouble all day. She stood back up and adjusted her flannel shirt. It was unbuttoned down to her navel, exposing her navy sports bra. Leslie was amazingly well-endowed for a woman as thin as she was. The tight undergarment only barely managed to contain her pale D-cup breasts. Her hair was light blonde, cut shoulder length. She nearly always wore it down, just like today. Her face was thin, with a broad mouth. Her eyes were blue-green and bright. Leslie was also one of the tallest girls at the office, nearly reaching my six-foot height.
Thunder rolled in the distance. "We'd better get back to the Jeep." I said, taking a moment to catch my breath.
It had been a mutual idea of ours to go hiking, we'd spent a great deal of time at work discussing it. We'd selected an out of the way trail that I'd done several times, but she had never seen. It had been a lot of fun, flirting outrageously with each other, now free of the office confines. Everything had been going great, until the weather turned.
Black thunderheads were moving in on the mountains quickly, very quickly. We were still about a half-hour from my Jeep. We'd be getting wet before then.
I wasn't wrong in my prediction. Leslie and I were both drenched when we got to the Jeep and loaded into it. Thunder and lightning exploded over our heads as I slipped into four-wheel-drive. The road become pretty slick so it was slow going. I could feel Leslie tense beside me each time we slid or fish-tailed. We rolled around a corner and I had to slam on the breaks. The bridge, or what was left of it, was completely submerged. I hopped out to examine the raging torrent of a river that had emerged. Testing the depth with a broken branch I determined it was way too deep for even my modified off-roader.
"Well..." I was breathing hard as I got back into the car. Wind was ripping by the Jeep, howling wildly.
Leslie spoke up, "Mike, there was a turn off about a half-mile back. It looked pretty sheltered, maybe we can wait this out."
I nodded, "We can ford the river after the rain lets up."
It took a few minutes before I could get the Jeep pointed in the other direction and headed down the mountain. Leslie pointed out the sheltered area. It was an impression in the side of the mountain, probably a glacial cut from a million years ago. The Jeep fit in just barely, leaving scant feet on each side. The crevice narrowed and then widened. The Jeep couldn't fit in there, so I killed the engine where we were. The wind had let up in the narrow space, but the rain continued down. We were finishing the lunch we'd brought, but hadn't touched all day, when we both caught a shiver.
"Shit, I knew I needed to get a new roof for this thing. It's going to get cold in here tonight."
"Any ideas?" Leslie asked, fear starting to creep into her blue-green eyes.
I twisted around and looked in the back seat. Most of my camping gear was still back there from last week. But could I find...there it was.
"Tent?"
She smiled, "C'mon, let's get it set up before we freeze!"
We both dashed out and had the tent up in a few minutes. The three-man dome tent was actually just big enough for two people. I ushered Leslie in, and then ran back to the Jeep, grabbing the rest of my gear, food, and keys.
I tossed a sleeping bag into the tent along with the stuff I'd collected. Leslie undid the ties on the bag and rolled it out while I surveyed the gear. Flashlight, lantern, matches, a few blankets and some old clothes.
Lighting the lantern I said, "I know we're not supposed to do this in the tent, but it'll keep us a little warmer. Hope we have enough fuel to last the night."
I tossed the clothes to Leslie, "They should be clean, do you want to change out of those wet clothes?"
Leslie was shivering, I could see hardened nipples poking out from her T-shirt.
"Yeah, could you..?" she gestured for me to turn around.
By now we had the bag unzipped and laid out with blankets over them. I removed my wet shirt and replaced it with a dry T-shirt. When I'd turned around Leslie had gotten on an oversized sweatshirt and was under the covers. Her wet T-shirt, bra, and jean shorts were piled at the door of the tent. I slid under the covers with her, trying my best to be a gentleman about the situation.
"Sorry about the ruined day." I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.
"You can't control the weather." She smiled, "besides, it's been fun, in a 'Survivor' sort of way."
We laid there talking as the storm raged around us, both lost in each other's eyes. Eventually I reached out a hand to stroke her face, and the conversation stopped. I pulled her to me, kissing her lips softly, she responding in kind.
My lips drifted around her lips, ears and neck. Leslie's skin was so wonderfully supple and the contact between her's and mine was electric. She cooed softly as I nibbled her earlobes. Hands found their way underneath her sweatshirt and around the soft cotton panties covering her ass. Her muscles were firm and yet delicate under my fingers. Her hands rounded my body and groped at my ass. Soon I was on top of her, my shirt off and her's halfway up, her delicious tits exposed for my lips and tongue to explore. As I worked each erect nipple, Leslie pulled the remainder of her shirt off, and then slid her panties down to her ankles. I parted her vaginal lips with a free and stroked her clit softly. I raked her tits with my teeth as my fingers found their way deeper and deeper into her cunt.
"Oh god Mike...that feels so good. I've been dreaming about you for months."
I smiled and slid my tongue down her muscled belly and between her cunt lips. I dug around and flitted her now swollen clit between my teeth and lips. Each stroke forcing the blonde woman to gasp with delight as I sent electric pulses through her body. I tongue-fucked Leslie for several minutes before an orgasm overtook her.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
Leslie's pussy was soft and delicious and I didn't stop after her climax. Pulling her legs further apart and probed her soft recesses with my tongue, hungrily feasting upon her. She ran long thin fingers through my hair, moaning softly as another climax built within her body. It didn't take long for the bubble to burst and soon Leslie was groaning my name out again.
I raised myself off of her and pulled my shorts down and threw them off to the side. Leslie, completely naked, blonde cunt dripping, stared at me with a blissful, drunken smile. She then gaped at my member, thick and swollen with lust. I was fully nine inches in length, partly through genetics and partly through extreme arousal.
She sat up slightly, "You don't actually think I'm going to take that...that..." I didn't listen, I was pressing her back down and spreading her open. "I couldn't possibly...Oh god...I can't...Mike...It's too big...It's...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!!" I pushed my cock's head through her tight opening. "Oh my god...it's so fucking big...Yes...more...I need more..." I pushed deeper, stretching her out and filling her with my member. After I bottomed out, I pulled out and then pushed back in testing her reactions. She just groaned with each motion, her vaginal walls clutching at my cock, massaging it, begging it to satisfy her.
I picked up my pace, driving into Leslie with wild abandon. The lantern dimmed, sputtering. Lightning flashed across her naked body capturing her face as it contorted in ecstasy. I kissed her lips, then down her neck to her tits. They were bouncing wildly as she matched my wild pace.
"Ugh...ugh...oh god I'm going to cum...again..." she was moaning in between gasps. I was about to join her. "Oh yes! YEEEEEEEEEEEESS!!!" she cried out.
I couldn't take any more. "FUCK!!!" I shouted as my semen shot into her womb in fiery globs. Leslie was still cumming as my balls finished their work and drained every last drop of gism into her.
"Holy shit, that was magical Mike. I...think I love you." she was still gasping for air.
"I love you too, Leslie."
The storm raged for most of the night and broke just a few hours before sunrise. Leslie and I slept soundly through the night, my body spooned behind hers. She woke first and rubbed her silky ass into my cock.
"Good morning lover."
I yawned, "Morning. How'd you sleep."
She turned to face me, "Really good." then she kissed me passionately on the lips. My body responded to hers. And then, she abruptly stopped and pulled away, taking the blanket with her. To my amazement, she unzipped the tent and then stepped outside, the bright morning light glowing off of her nude body. "Come on big boy. Time for some outdoor activities."
I hesitated for a moment, then realizing that there would be one about, I followed her. The ground was damp, but the grass surrounding the camp kept the ground firm. The cool air was sharp against my skin, especially over areas that weren't used to being exposed like this. The temperature had left Leslie's nipples red and erect as she surveyed the landscape. I caught up with her as we came to steep face of rock, warm from baking in the sun for several hours. My lips found her's as we embraced. I licked each inch of her upper body. It was when I had her facing away from me, licking her back and ass that she spoke, bending over to support her weight on the large rocks and the blanket that now covered them.
"Let me feel that monster again."
Head down, torso parallel to the ground, Leslie spread her legs, pushing her ass up and giving me a full view of her soft blonde snatch. Those large breasts were hanging down, swollen and pink from last night. I slid in behind her and eagerly forced myself into her. She wasn't as wet as last night and it took several rough thrusts before I could fully penetrate her. Leslie couldn't do much in her position, and I think that's how she wanted it. After several minutes of rough fucking, she started playing with her tits, pinching her large nipples and stroking them. She gave up trying to support herself with her hands and just laid on the rocks, one hand at her pussy, fingering her clit angrily, the other reached around, stroking my ass, urging me on.
"Leslie...I'm cumming! Ugh! Ugh! I cumming inside you!"
Her pussy convulsed spasmodically as it received my seed. She gasped, then cried out like a wild animal, the sound echoing off the cliff walls. "Oh yes. More...I know you can...give me more." I wasn't getting soft so I started fucking her again. After another few minutes, I decided a change was in order. I reached down and scooped up her left her leg and spun her around, using my cock as an axis. She wrapped her legs around my waist and we began fucking anew. Leslie's face was contorted into a blissful grimace as I pounded into her with my cock and licked at each full tit. "Oh oh oh...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!" she clenched her body around mine. The added friction sent me over the edge, pumping one more load of creamy semen into my new lover.
After several long minutes we gained control of ourselves and went back to the tent. We dressed and ate some beef jerky I'd found in my supplies. After we ate I asked her a question that had been bugging me for a little while: "Um, are you on the pill or anything?"
She smiled, "Yes, but..."
"But you don't think they worked." I finished her sentence.
She blushed, "You could feel it too?" I nodded.
"It's OK, I don't know why...I just feel...right about it. I need you...You are part of me now."
Leslie started sobbing, "Oh god...That's just how I feel. I'm so happy you understand."
We finished packing and got into the jeep. The river was much lower now and the jeep could now ford it. We stopped in town to grab something substantial to eat. As we ate, we talked in depth about what we could do with our lives. Suddenly an impulse grabbed me. I slid my old class ring off and gave it to Leslie.
"Marry me. Today. Right now. Marry me."
She laughed nervously and took the ring. "Yes! Yes I will." We found the local town's justice of the peace and got married that morning.
Our son, Jared, was born nine months later. We both cashed out our company stocks and sold our respective houses and opened a camping equipment store in the mountains. We live in a nice cabin surrounded by acres of wilderness...I don't think any of our children were conceived in the same place (and certainly none in our bed).