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Some Summit Fun
"That's a great view," I say as we come around the final bend and see the mountain range spread out in front of us. "The mountains or my ass?" you respond as you cheekily look back and smirk at me. "Do I have to pick?" You just turn back around without saying anything and take a seat on a rock that happens to be near the edge of the cliff the trail ended on. We aren't quite at the summit but it seems a bit too steep to try and go up farther. Especially with how long this hike had been already. I pull out my phone and ask you if you'd like me to take some pictures of you on the rock. You answer in the affirmative, of course. So I take a step back to get you and the mountain range all into the frame and start clicking away. After a couple of moments and different poses, you give me another cheeky smirk before you start to push up your shirt showing off your abs and your sports bra. I pause for a moment before I give my own little smirk and keep clicking away. Although, when you push up your bra, exposing your perfect tits I slow down my photo-taking as I realize you might want to take this a little farther. I'm also having circulation issues as my cock starts to get hard. I only get a couple of more pictures off as you move your hands to your shorts and start to slide them down. I have to reach down and adjust my own shorts as they have become quite tight. I'm also getting a little nervous because, while there haven't been many people on this trail, we passed our last fellow hikers headed the other way over an hour ago, someone could still come up any moment. However, all thoughts of that leave my mind as you turn around and bend over and put your hands on the rock you were posing on earlier. Before I realize it, I am walking up behind you undoing my own shorts and pulling out my rigid cock. As I get behind you I put one hand on your hip as my other hand guides my dick to your pussy and I start to rub it against your lips, up to your ass, and down to your clit. I love the way you start to moan in anticipation and when I rub it against your clit. As I get it back to your dripping lips I stop and guide it in so just the tip is inside and before I can just hold it there you push back on to me until your ass is on my thighs. I'm amazed at how wet you are. I start to move in and out of you, slowly at first but I quicken the pace soon after. You are pushing back against me as I thrust and we start to make an incredibly loud slapping sound as our bodies collide. I can feel you tremble slightly so I take one of my hands and move my thumb to your ass and start rubbing your asshole as we get faster and faster. Suddenly I feel your pussy clench onto my cock as I'm buried deep in you. I quickly grab your hips with both hands and hold you there as I empty my balls deep in your pussy. When you are done shaking I quickly reach around to hold you to keep you from collapsing onto the rock and to grab your breasts and squeeze your nipples as we come down together. After a moment we separate and put our clothes in place. We both grab our water bottles and start to drain them as we head back down the trail. About five minutes into the return trek we come across a couple headed up. We both blush a bit as they smirk at us but continue on toward the summit.
By BeMySextFantasy5 years ago in Filthy
LOVE & LOYALTY
"All I want is to get out of that damned house with Ebony and unwind!!! GOSH, IT'S FRIDAY!!!" Anthony and Ebony had been bumping heads so much lately. It seems that she never forgave him for his latest infidelities, namely getting 17 year old, Monae, pregnant. She told Anthony that she was leaving it all in the past, but she had been hell to deal with for the past 10 months! Anthony's best friend and coworker, Carmello, came swinging in the doors of the dealership late as usual! "What's up, Ant? You should have rolled out with me last night! I didn't make it in until the sun was coming up!" Carmello was always the center of attention wherever he went places. He had the looks, the finances and the gift of talking ladies out of ANYTHING!! Of course he had a blast....it wouldn't be a night with Carmello if there wasn't DRINKS, LADIES AND MUSIC...... Anthony replied back with a smirk, "I don't know. I was just sitting here thinking about a night out on the town, and with Monae taking the baby to her parents this weekend, I just might do that tonight."
By Alicia Fisher5 years ago in Filthy
Solar Moon: Part 6
10 “No. Nonononono. No. I’m sorry but this is just too much! I can’t take any more of this. As a matter of fact, you’ll need to come back tomorrow. I have officially reached my limit of insanity for one day and am no longer available to entertain such ridiculous things.” She looked at him completely serious. She actually expected for him to leave?
By Phoenix Stone5 years ago in Filthy
SINDAY ; ) Day 3 Short Erotic Stories
DAY 3 Short Erotic Stories Chapter 3 MASK You make it home safe after a wild crazy night with me. I messaged you the next day, making sure you made it home safe after your breakdown. We text for awhile, and I warned you that my sexual appetite is… let’s say different. You become a bit concerned asked about it. I hesitantly I texted… ‘If you really want to know… in 2 days meet me at this address 9P.M.. Hey… wear a nice loose fitting dress, and no panties.’ You send a smiley face back and I smile from ear to ear.
By LB Harpdog Creator Of Bampires5 years ago in Filthy
Political Passions Erotic Story
Democratic Candidate Office Karen gathered the papers as she barely listened to the candidate’s speech about how everyone had tried their best, but it just wasn’t in the cards this year. One by one she fed the papers into a shredder, stopping a moment to tighten her ponytail a little tighter. Looking at her phone, she looked at the time and then began to pick up her pace a little. If she didn’t hurry, she would be late to the Feminists Society meeting on campus. If she was late again, the others would never let her hear the end of it. What was the point of trying to finish here anyway? They lost and all that was left was to try to pick up the pieces as everyone either cried or complained. It had only been a couple hours and already two people had come up to her saying, “We’ll get them next time.” She was sick of it already.
By Timothy A Rowland5 years ago in Filthy
