Opening the Marriage: The Hike, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Opening the Marriage: The Hike, Chapter 4

... this sometimes brought back memories of the pleasure a short buzz from smoking afforded him from time to time.

With his eyes closed and as his thoughts swirled around his sexy wife, Luke became aware of another sound among the birds and the breeze. He couldn’t quite place it, but there was a definite rhythmic nature to the sound mingled with what sounded like moans and grunts. His training as a medic years before kicked in, and he opened his eyes while he tried to locate the source of the faint sound. He worried the sounds must be from a wounded hiker nearby, although he had not seen another person on the mountain yet today. As the breeze slowed momentarily, he realized the sound must be coming from his left, off the main path, downhill slightly, and around a small bend in the mountain. The tops of a small outcropping of boulders were just visible that he had not noticed before.

He stood with adrenaline pumping and started picking his way across uneven ground, stepping over the short greenery of the low bush blueberries and cranberries. The sweetness of the Alaskan summer air felt intoxicating to Luke, but he tried to focus on the potential disaster he may be facing. Was there a hiker with a broken leg? Maybe it was a broken back, or worse. He knew he had to keep his concentration and started to mentally click through the limited supplies in his small backpack.

He pulled out his phone, hoping for service, and was thankful to see two bars and a text from ...

... Erin.

“I can’t wait to tell you about my massage today,” it read with a kissing emoji. Luke smiled happily but then focused back to the present after briefly remembering his fantasy of Erin’s massages turning erotic. This was no time to be having daydreams; there would be time for that later, and he may need to respond to an emergency just around the corner.

The sounds grew more distinct as he came closer to the rocky outcropping. Looking back, he could barely see the main pathway but was surprised to see he had been following a poorly worn trail where he had been stepping. This reassured him that perhaps whatever he would find around the corner had been intentional. He paused momentarily to listen again and could definitely discern moaning and an odd sound like repeated suction that he recognized but couldn’t quite place in the mountain context. Luke started again, seeing clearly now that the narrow pathway led around the tall rocks.

The small grouping of six or eight irregularly shaped red rocks loomed above the small trail and Luke could now perceive that they formed a kind of semi-circle. They provided some privacy on the mountainside, otherwise covered only in small bushes and shrubs. It occurred to Luke that the outcropping would be a perfect place for an injured hiker to take shelter overnight, but also that it was ideal for a teenage party away from watchful eyes of adults. He looked around but did not see any evidence of parties; there were no beer bottles or spray ...