The Badlands Hike - Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Badlands Hike - Part 1

... for a moment, willing the stakes holding it to remain fast. After ten agonizing minutes of pounding rain and deafening thunder, the storm seemed to subside a small amount. The rain still beat down on the tent, but the wind was calmer. Now feeling slightly less in danger, the woman turned her head in the sleeping bag so that we could lock eyes. She gazed at me for a moment, seeming to search my face for something. Her eyes fluttered. She looked down. Then back up. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice shaking. Without warning, she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. I could feel my body warming quickly as her lips opened and her tongue snaked out into my mouth. She turned over in the sleeping bag so we were now front-to-front, and she wrapped her arms around my body, pulling me close. I returned her kiss and explored her mouth with my own. I felt her cool lips become warmer with each second we spent kissing. I pulled her close to me inside the sleeping bag and felt our bodies warming one another. Her entire length was pressed hard against my body, and I felt my cock start to stir inside my underwear. My hands explored her hard body as she started to writhe back and forth against me. Her groin was pressed against mine, and I felt my dick hardening by the second. I ran my hands up and down her back, feeling the tight muscles rippling under my fingers. Her arms felt strong and sure as she ran her hands up and down my chest, gripping my pecs, sliding over my abs. Finally ...

... she started to slowly rock her pelvis back and forth, pressing herself hard against my now fully-erect cock. I felt the damp fabric of my underwear and hers strain against the pressure of my cock wanting to spring free. I slid my hands down and cupped her firm ass, feeling her rock it back and forth deep inside the sleeping bag. Her shivering body was finally starting to calm down, and she soon slid her hands lower and lower, until I felt her gently slide one finger under the waistband of my underwear. One finger soon turned to two, and then to five, as she slid her entire hand down my leg underneath my boxers. Then I felt her slide her hand around my front until the tips of her fingers started to graze my long shaft. I felt myself twitch as her hand finally wrapped around my girth and she started to stroke me gently up and down. Our kissing intensified, and our tongues darted back and forth into each others' mouths. Our bodies rocked back and forth into one another, warming up quickly now, as her hand continued to slide up and down my long cock. A peal of thunder shattered the sky as she reached down with her other hand and started tugging downward on the waistband of my boxers. In the tight confines of the sleeping bag, I shook my legs, trying to get it all the way off. I reached down with my hands and quickly started to perform the same action on her, looping my fingers under the waistline of her tiny, soaked panties and sliding them down her long, smooth legs. I felt her ...