Friday afternoon hiking (M/F) | 2016

I don't know what's with me and reddit accounts. Trying to compartmentalize my life doesn't always work

Previous story here:

http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/245qft/a_monday_movie_affair/

After our tryst on Monday, we talked a lot during the week. We really wanted to see each other, but both being married, we had some difficulty planning things out.

Ground rules were laid out: No meeting at the other person's house. For her, she didn't want to bring any of that into her house, which I fully understood. We didn't want to know the spouses' name (although we both dropped them at one point). If one of us wants to call it off, then we cease contact. This is a "Mutually Assured Destruction" scenario, so we both felt the trust was well placed. We both have the potential to ruin the other person's life, and that gave us a common ground. Finally, if one of us felt that we were falling in love or otherwise becoming more attached to the other person, then we were to call it off. I wasn't about to leave my wife for her, and vice versa.

Turns out, we both were very interested in the same thing. We just weren't getting what we wanted at home, and wanted to explore some things sexually with each other. It's fun to add a bit of variety, and the sneaking around helped add to the excitement, so I thought.

Anyways. We had lunch during the week and chatted about our upcoming plans. We didn't want to spend money on a hotel, and after a bit of thought and some creative mapping, decided to go on a hike. We picked a park not too far south of here, and set our plans. We were going to go down the path a comfortable ways, veer off, and find a nice quiet place to get to know each other.

Bags were packed. Condoms. Lube. A change of clothes (Just in case!). Nice big blanket. Some snacks. bottled water. We were prepared.

The drive down was uneventful. We both made sure to clear work calendars, double check work email before hiking, and set a time table for when we were to be done.

We grabbed our packs and headed down the path. I kept grabbing her butt because it was there in front of me and so enticing.

After about 2 miles, we started down a small hill. Up over to our left was a ridge that was fairly high, so we thought to go up there. We treked off the path not too far, and found a secluded clearing behind a tree.

Blankets were laid down, supplies spread around, and we got comfortable. I had been missing those lips for quite a while so I pounced on her and we started making out. Leaves everywhere, sticks in weird places at times. We didn't really care, we'd been so eager and pent up all week. We tried to keep our clothing modest and mostly on, "just in case", but it was only cursory. Her bra came off, but shirt stayed on, pulled up to her chin. I had been meaning to give some attention to those nipples, as I knew she liked them pinched and pulled. I bit one with my teeth until she gasped, and pulled the other one with my fingers. Twisting, pulling, tugging. I could tell she was really into it.

Her hands went for my pants, undoing the button and freeing my cock from my pants. I helped her out and pulled then down to my ankles, and she went straight for it. Something we had talked about for a while was my desire for a prostate massage, so i had the lube close at hand.

She's a pro, by the way. Her lips and tongue know just what they're doing. She would lick up and down the shaft with her tongue, run it around the ridge of the head, then slowly go all the way down to the base. I have trouble cumming just from oral, but she was having fun.

Her hands started massaging my legs, finding their way in between my cheeks. One finger circling my hole. She gripped the base of my cock with one hand and eased in the finger of the other hand. I let out a soft moan, as this is something I've always wanted to do (check one off the bucket list).

She continued, finger in my ass, eventually adding a second one. Up and down, sucking, blowing cool air. She really knows her stuff. I really wanted to give her my load, so I stood up, put her on her knees, and placed my cock in her mouth.

Now, at this point I need to add two things. One, I hadn't cum since Monday earlier in the week, so I was pretty full. And two, I had read somewhere that eating pineapple/citrus fruit makes your semen taste sweeter, so I had a diet all day on Thursday of grapefruit and pineapple. So:

She was on her knees, cock in her mouth, and I don't think she knew what was coming. Her mouth couldn't quite contain it all, and it dribbled down onto her shirt, and onto the blanket.

We laid down, me somewhat exhausted. The whole thing took maybe an hour. (I told you, it takes me a long time).

For another hour, we laid there and talked. Future plans. How to handle things. Favorite music. Topics just meandered. Things were quiet. Comfortable. I really felt at ease there in the Forrest, talking to her. Other than the ants, which kept crawling up my leg.

We started kissing again, I could taste myself on her. I really had to return the favor, as at this point I had cum twice and still hadn't made her orgasm. I removed her hiking pants and boots, found her panties already soaking wet (Cute black lacy panties. Nothing too fancy). She smelled amazing, so fragrant and sweet. I kissed her thighs, using my thumbs to stroke the lips on either side. This time, I had a better angle and position than that first time in the car, but it was still awkward. Beds work out for a reason.

I kissed her lips, getting my first taste of her wetness - there was so much of it! I licked from the bottom, all the way to the top, pausing to flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. Her hips pushed into my face and she let out a small moan. Hey, I think she likes it.

I continued, my face in her crotch, her hands grabbing my hair. My chin became covered in her as I lapped up anything I could. I spread her lips with my hands, giving me better access, and exposed her clit so I could give it a full stroke of my tongue. Again, the angles weren't quite working, but I still slipped a finger inside, finding the G spot with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. I like to ask for feedback, but sometimes it's better to drive and watch her reactions. She was really liking it.

It hadn't been a very long time since I had cum, so I wasn't quite hard. Nevertheless, I grabbed a condom. We tried a few times, but it just wasn't working. I resumed my tongue and hand work, trying to prop her up on a tree branch. Maybe it was the paranoia, the angles, the tree being uncomfortable... we just couldn't get the right position and kind of lost momentum.

After that, we checked our clocks and realized it was getting close to time to leave. We still had to hike back 2 miles and then fight some traffic into DC, so we decided to call it a day. Baby wipes came out, condom wrappers and other loose items were gathered up. More ants were slapped off of legs, and we headed back.

Yep, after hiking I owed her two. At least.

On the drive back, we made future plans. I had a work trip coming up and we thought we could add an extra day, maybe grab a hotel somewhere or go camping. She had a work event in mid June and a nice hotel in the area, so we planned to get together for that - it was to be our big foray. We kissed and said good bye, promising to talk later that night / over the weekend.

Over the next few weeks, we hung out a good bit. Weekend non-sexual day trips, lunch dates. We just liked each other's company since we kind of clicked. Had a lot of things in common, situations were similar, and it was a good fit.

After the hiking day, we met up one more time in a hotel for a day of amazing sex. Maybe I'll tell that story too.

And then it all came to a crashing halt.