An Encounter - The Hike

A small sound of dismay escapses me and he laughs and shakes his head again. At this point, I want nothing more than to be filled with him. I want his hot dripping cock pounding me relentlessly until I can take no more. It isn't until he glances away from me that I remember our voyeurs. I tilt my head back to see them as well, and notice that they've gotten decidely more comfortable. Well... if comfortable means releasing and enjoying their own hands stroking their erections. I gasp at this display and look to my lover to see his reaction. I'm unsure if this has gone farther than he'd intended when he allowed them to watch our lovemaking.

Instead of dampening his desire, this seems to inflame him further. I'm treated to another bruising, biting kiss and the feel of his hands running over my body. I almost forget the now half-melted candies strung out along my legs and move them minutely in his direction.

He, ever the observant lover, notices and extracts his lips from mine. He resituates himself, now kneeling between my spread legs. I look down my body to his magnificence on display. His proud and aching cock curving out from his body, for me, and only me. He lowers his head and to my surprise takes my big toe into his mouth and suckles it. This is something new and quite sensual. Releasing it from his mouth, he licks up the top of my foot and takes the candy he placed there carefully with his teeth. I see it has left behind a little dot of chocolate which he cleans off with his tongue.

With my calf now cradled in his palm, he works his way up my leg. Nipping and biting the candies. Licking and sucking at the chocolate left behind. Ever so slowly he approaches the juncture of my thighs, and I sigh as I now expect a welcome relief from his sweet torment of me. Again he surprises me by skipping over my center and focusing his attention on the other leg. Slowly swirling his tongue down and around the candies now. His lips, not his teeth picking up these pieces. Each caress is a brand, burning down to every nerve ending he touches.

Now that my right leg is free, I use my foot to caress him in return. I run my toes up the back of his leg and around to the front, trying to draw him back to me and my swollen, aching clit. Ever focused on his task he ignores my directives and continues licking and sucking down my leg to my left foot. Only once this candy is removed, does he finally, finally look back to me. I'm writhing helplessly in place, wanting and needing to feel his skin upon mine. Needing to feel his weight settle between my thighs. Needing to feel his torturous tongue on my center or his cock driving deep, as only he can.

He begins his descent by running his palms up the inside of my calfs, then my thighs, and around my hips. Hovering closer he moves his hands around and underneath me, cupping my butt in his hands. My pelvis is raised and at long last, he lowers his mouth to my clit. Encircling the bud with his lips and flicking it rapidly with his tongue. He squeezes my ass as he dives deeper into me. His head moving back and forth rapidly, I feel the stubble on his cheeks marking my thighs. An added burning sensation I relish. I dig my heels into the blanket and undulate as much as his grip will allow me. I gasp and moan his name, unable to be quiet any longer. He skillfully applies exquisite pressure with his tongue and lips, drawing me ever closer to the orgasm I've been denied for so long.

Releasing one cheek he trails his fingertip across and down the cleft of my ass. It passes by my backdoor with a subtle touch and he enters my soaking wet pussy. Curling his finger slightly he works it in and out of me, while still licking my clit and taking me to further heights. He speeds his hand and flicks his tongue again before changing to sucking the hardened bud between his lips. My whole body shivers as I feel myself let go and scream his name as my orgasm flows outward from my center. I buck and writhe in his grasp and pant in short quick breaths as the tingling sensation reaches every part of my body. Flowing out in a white-hot heat, searing me to the bones. My legs collapse and my hips slam back into the ground. For a moment, I float, awash in a sea of sensation.

Even after that tremendous orgasm, I need to feel him inside me. I need to look into his eyes as he enters me, as he takes me. I wish for a moment that my hands were untied so I could grab his head and force him higher for a kiss to his shining lips. Instead, he is lapping steadily and slowly at my pussy. Bringing me down from the peak. I'm in no mood for slow, he doesn't quite realize what he's done to me. I wrap my legs around his hips and am only able to whisper the single word, "please."

He must hear the need in my hushed voice, or see it written so clearly on my face, because he surges up and claims my lips. I taste a mixture of fruit and chocolate combined with my own essence on his tongue. He grunts as he feels my heels nudging him closer, pulling him to me. My hands may be tied, but for now I'm far from passive. I need him and intend for him to see how much. I move against him as much as I can. Feeling his body hair scrape along sensitive nerve endings. I moan and whimper with each movement, still trying to get him inside me, where he belongs. I growl and bite down on his bottom lip, lost to the carnal part of me he's set free.

"Easy Babe, easy, I've got you." He leans up on one hand and guides his cock, finally, to my aching waiting center. A thrust of his hips and he drives himself home, completely.

A hissed, "yes," and another groan is all I can manage as I lock my heels around his waist. He moans my name as he grinds himself inside of me. Our eyes meet and remain fixed to eachother. No longer two, but one. He's stretched out on top of me, his hands sealed around my bound arms. His pelvis rolls back and forth as he swings his hips, into and back out of me. Harder and faster with each stroke. His cock pounding ferociously, his rhythm relentless and primal. His need as great as my own now, breath heaving with his exertions. Again and again and again he thrusts into me, lost in the frenzy.

I once more lose sense of the time as we're joined. Concious of only him and our passion. I'm sure many minutes have passed in a blur of sensation. I can feel both of our peaks building, in the slight faltering of his rhythm, and the tingling heat building inside of me. He leans down and seals his lips to mine in a brutal and punishing kiss, then releases my lips with a harsh gasp and plunges even deeper inside of me. A few more grinding strokes of his hot cock and he clamps his teeth down on the pulse point in my neck and finally lets go in a singular neverending thrust. I hear his grunting, growling release and the mumbling uttering of my name, I come undone as well. I feel myself clutching and releasing his pulsating cock. His seed is hotter than fire, filling me in waves as my own climax milks him dry. I ride the tide of tingling numbness as it spreads to every point of my body.

He collapses on top of me, both of us panting and out of breath. Our sweat slickened bodies spent. I don't know how long we float there, in our cloud of euphoria.

I only rouse when I feel my hands being released. I look up and startle with shock when I see who is releasing my bound hands. My lover awakens out of his stupor and smiles his all to familiar grin. At me, and at who else, but....our Nordic God from the train.

"I'm sorry for intruding, and coming closer than we'd said. But you were both out of it, and she's been tied for quite some time."

My man reaches for the blanket and lays it over me. I wonder to myself, why bother at this point? But, with the haze of passion now spent, I can understand. He then starts a gentle massage of my shoulders and my arms. Ensuring himself I'm okay. I'm quick to point out, that I am more than okay.

He looks up to N.G. with an outstretched hand and says, " No... Thank you, I uhhh didn't expect to go out of it like that."

N.G. takes his hand, and I once again see something exchanged between them. He glances to me and back to my lover. "Hey, you two were lost in eachother for quite awhile. I can see why you were both down for the count." He looks lost in thought as his gaze wanders from me and my guy and back again. I can't help but wonder what he's thinking.

My guy looks to N.G.'s buddy, whoever he is, and nods and waves. He gets a nod and a wave in return. Then he tells N.G. "Thanks for telling me about this place. Also, thanks for this." He holds his closed fist up, and I still can't see what's inside it.

"Believe me, it was truly my honor and pleasure." He looks down at me with that old familiar wink, and says, "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life." With those words, he turns and walks back to his waiting friend, and they disappear through the trees.

My lover kisses me gently on the forehead and finally shows me what's in his hand. It's a memory card for a camera. "Didn't you read his business card when I showed it to you last time?"

I shake my head in confusion, still a little befuddled by this turn of events.

"He's a professional photographer. I contacted him, for that purpose. I wanted some professional shots of us together, and we came up with this idea. Was that okay?"

I laugh tiredly and say, "Is this one of those... ask forgiveness afterwards, instead of permission beforehand things?"

He laughs and nods his head. I can't fault his logic, as I so loved the end results. Now I couldn't wait to get home and look at the pictures. I'm glad we have them, to commemorate such an amazing encounter.

"How about we get back in the water to refresh and recharge before we head home?" He says this as he grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet.

I shake my head ruefully and say, "I'm definitely going to need something, if I have to trek two hours down this mountain after that. You may have to carry me."

He laughs again, as I knew he would.

I laugh too and hold out my hand. He takes it and twines our fingers together. He kisses our clasped knuckles. Hand in hand this time, we step into the cool water.