In the fall of the previous year, Kelly had admitted to a “camping” fantasy. Basically, it was pitching a tent and screwing all day long, possibly overnight. We had taken my tent to a BLM area and proceeded to “camp”.
This chapter happened the following Spring.
It had been an exceedingly wet and rainy time in our high desert, 4,500 feet above sea level, community. We had started out with plans for a picnic but Kelly had purchased a two-person tent in the late fall and she wanted to try it out.
We met at our usual rendezvous to leave her car. We moved her things to my SUV and headed to the mountain. This was the Memorial Day weekend. The highway was crowded. We planned to go back to the camping area we had used that Fall. It was down a dirt road, off the highway and fairly secluded. When we got there, there was a group already camped in our spot; how dare they!
So, plan B. Kelly knew of another spot farther down the dirt road. The “road” back into the pine and holly brush was barely an ATV trail but my SUV could handle it. We came to an area of very interesting sandstone formations. The boulders had been sculpted by wind and rain. There were a couple of very short, narrow, box end canyons. It would have been great fun to explore but we had other plans for the day.
I backed up to the place that looked best for the tent and we got out. We were secluded. There was no sign or sound of anyone else being around. Standing in the shade of big old pinion pines, we looked around then at each other. I pulled Kelly in for a gentle kiss that quickly became much more urgent. As usual with Kelly, my blood drained filling my penis. She always caused that reaction from my body.
Kelly felt my growing arousal and couldn’t help but smile during that kiss. I reached around her to unfasten her bra only to find out it had no fastening. I tried to find a way to get her out of it while keeping her shirt on. It was very snug. I ended up pulling off her shirt so I could remove the bra. I dropped to my knees to suckle. Our height difference made it so her perfect 38D breasts were exactly where my mouth was when I was on my knees. I sucked on her pencil eraser nipples like a starving child.
She loved to look down to watch me suckle. She began moaning right away. I needed to give both equal time and attention so I switched to her other breast and pinched the first nipple between my fingers. Shortly, I stood up and helped her put her shirt back on minus the bra. I was now fully erect. We kissed some more while Kelly rubbed my engorged cock through my pants.
I pushed my hand down the front of Kelly’s jeans inside her new leopard print panties to find a very wet pussy. Continuing to kiss, I rubbed her clit. She had sent me short teasing videos of her masturbating, so I tried to copy what she did.
I rubbed up and down for a while then I slid my hand down to get my finger slick with her juices. I returned to her little nub this time flicking back and forth. Switching again, I circled my finger around her clitoris. I continued changing every so often as her orgasm built. She was panting and quietly squeaking. Her head on my shoulder, she lightly bit me as I took her over the edge of orgasm.
Standing in the forest, her body shook and jerked in the throes of her orgasm. Kelly could only hold on to me to keep from falling over. I kept teasing her clit until she couldn’t take any more. She grabbed my hand to stop the sensual torture.
Finally regaining control of her body, Kelly said, “Thank you.” We started kissing again. Kelly was the best kisser I had ever kissed. She was rubbing my erect cock through my pants. I needed release.
I broke the kiss and asked, “Do you want to put up the tent or should I take you back there and bend you over a rock?”
Kelly didn’t hesitate. She just smiled and said, “Bend me over a rock.”
I took her hand and we walked into a tiny box canyon. We kissed some more while I unfastened my pants and let them drop. Kelly went to her knees to engulf my erection with her hot wet mouth. She loved sucking my cock. She did this for about five minutes until I decided that it was time to bend her over a rock.
I took her hands and gently pulled her up. She was still sucking when my cock came out of her mouth with a “pop”. Kelly smiled and kissed me while she unfastened her pants. She turned around pushing her jeans and panties down to her ankles. She bent over putting her hands on the rock wall, thus presenting herself ready for rear entry.
My pants were back down around my ankles. I shuffled up behind her, took my now throbbing erection in hand and found her opening. She was so wet that I slid right in. No matter the angle or position, Kelly’s pussy always felt like it was made only for my erect cock. Right then, I couldn’t stop to savor the moment. It was fucking time!
I started to move and Kelly moaned. I did begin a bit slowly but passion and lust quickly took over. Kelly was beginning to moan with each inward thrust. She was going to cum soon and I would be unable to remain in control. I would cum with the first contraction of her vaginal muscles.
I kept up a steady pace for another five to eight minutes when suddenly she squealed and her pussy clamped down on my erection. As her pussy squeezed my cock, I shot my hot load into her womb. All I could do was hang onto her hips to keep my knees from buckling.
As my last shot filled her, I began my orgasm extension technique. With a feather-light touch, I ran my fingers up and down her back, especially her spine. Kelly’s body began to jerk and twitch. Her breathing came in pants. I continued my feather-like touch but began to move them up and down her hips and thighs. After a couple of minutes, she asked me to stop. It was getting too intense. I stopped just about the time my cock shrank out on her.
Kelly shakily stood up. With her jeans and panties still around her ankles, she gave me her, “I’ve been well fucked” smile and said thank you again. It turned out that we had just fulfilled one of her sexual fantasies. She had camped there, with her family, before. With her two young sons, there was never a chance. Those sons are grown now, but the extended family still camped there.
She had wanted someone to bend her over one of those rocks and fuck her silly. Unknowingly, I had been the one. I learned something new about Kelly just about every time we were together. I asked her to tell me of any other sexual bucket list items that I could help with. She just gave that look all women seem to have that says “You’ll figure them out, or at least you better.”
We pulled our clothes together and went about setting up our camp/picnic. The tent, Kelly bought at a garage sale, so second hand. It looked brand new. It was missing two of the poles so she wrote to Colman and ordered a full set of poles. By this time, she had put just under $50 into the tent and we still didn’t know if it would work.
We set about stringing the elastic through the poles, two sets for the main tent portion and one for the door. Once they were strung, we slipped them into place on the tent. The corners kept coming up as we worked the poles through their straps on the tent. That’s when we figured that we should have brought tent stakes. Later we looked up the tent and determined that brand new it was a $150 tent. At nearly new and one third the cost, Kelly got a great deal.
When the tent was up and ready, we grabbed our blankets and such and climbed in. We laid the blankets out to make a bed, with a pillow. We lay down on our sides facing each other. You guessed it, more kissing. What can I say? Kelly was a great kisser! I reached under her shirt to tease her nipples while we kissed.
As our arousal rose, our clothes came off. My beautiful red-haired sex goddess was lying there completely naked. She was a vision of feminine beauty and she chose me to be with her.
I had taken my shirt off while we were in the rocks. Now I removed my pants and underwear. I was on my knees between her feet so I bent down to lick her clit. I loved the taste of her, not so much with my contribution to her wetness. I licked her clit a few good licks then I crawled up between her beautiful legs and kissed her.
I tried to push into Kelly but this was one of the rare times that I missed. She reached down to line me up at the entrance to her sex. This time when I slipped all the way in, I did stop so we could savor the exquisite sensations of how well our parts fit together. No one has ever felt like a perfect fit as Kelly did.
We had partially sated ourselves when I fucked her over the rock. Now was the time for lovemaking. I went very slow sliding into and out of her. We usually made love in the missionary position. That way, we could look into our lover’s eyes. This time though, Kelly closed her eyes. I figured she wanted to concentrate on the feelings between her legs.
When she opened her eyes she was already panting for breath. I could always tell when Kelly was having a good time. Her eyes were like the mood rings from the 1970s. Normally hazel but when we were making love, her eyes would turn blue. They were a very deep sea blue in that tent.