It's nice to find someone special in the forest on a hike

When you hike and have to pee it's fun have someone watch you and your horny real horny.

I doesn't know his name. I doesn't even know where he lives but he had a family. All I know I was horny that day, I was hiking. I had to pee real bad, I did know there's someone else there watching me. I look up grinning at the guy, who turns out not only to be a good hiker, but fucking handsome too. Not that I at that horny time. I waved him over, you like what you see mister, of yes never seen nice ass and sweet hairless pussy like that. I was over horny to be honest, he got close.
I push him back into a tree off trail and kisses the living daylights out of him, body pressed against his to hold him there, though he's not resisting. In fact, when I eventually breaks off to breathe, he laughs. Not at her, not mean, but with exhilaration. I grin, and chuckles too, as I claw at the buttons on the heavy coat he's wearing. When I get it open and start working on his belt, he sucks in a sharp breath but doesn't demur, and doesn't pull at her clothes in response, which is a nice change. I hate men clawing at her. This guy's hands are just curled loosely around my upper arms, most of his concentration on my hands, just letting me do what i wanted. I like that.

Wrenching his zip down, I close my hand round his cock and he gasps, head tipping back against the tree and exposing a gorgeous expanse of pale skin at his throat. I spent enough time sucking few boys and few older guys. he can't resist that invitation. As I sucks hard, drawing a deep groan out of him as I start to work his cock, yanking brutally at the sensitive flesh. He almost flinches, but it's just a momentary hesitation before his hips flex, pushing forcefully into my hand. Oh, yeah, he's getting off on my strength, my sucking power. I was getting off too on the smell of him – the taste of his skin under my tongue is fucking amazing.

I grin slowly, and then lets go of his cock, hes fishing a condom out of his pocket. He I makes quick work of the buttons of my hiking shirts and pushes them down, along with the scrap of lace that's my concession to underwear. I toes off my hiking boots and kicks off my clothes and then, because I doesn't want to be barefoot on forest floor any longer than I have to be, I grip his shoulders and vaults up to wrap my legs around his waist, definitely appreciative of the way he moves his hips away from the tree so my legs can go underneath his coat instead of against the rough floor. I feels his hands under my ass, big and warm and supportive, and grins at him, breathing hard, just enjoying the anticipation for a moment.

I only had to add a bit of dare to his gaze, though, and he lets go of my ass with one hand to hold his cock steady and in position as I sinks down onto it. It's not small, and that's good, because I was so hot and so ready that I need to feel well and truly filled. When I fall all the way down, sopping pussy pressed against the wiry hair at his groin, I flexe my muscles around him and he gasps. I laughs, and tightens my arms around his shoulders to give herself the leverage to move, and starts to show him what my strength can really do when I fucking so horny.

It's a quick, hard fuck that gets both us hurtling towards climax. I screams as amazing comes, and I hears him grunt moments later. For a long moment, were frozen in their pleasure, muscles taut, limbs locked, heads thrown back and barely breathing. Then I wilt against him, curling around him, forehead against his as I gasps for air and slowly comes down from the intensity of the fuck. I can feel his breath brushing in little pants against my lips and I instinctively catches his lips with ming , stealing that breath in a kiss that's calmer than their first one but still holds a lot of fire. I like  this man. He's so alive.

When at last I eased myself off him and pulled on my clothes again, I did hesitates, glancing back at him, tempted to get his name, his number, arrange to see him again. But doesn't get involved with people. Love 'em and leave' em, that's my philosophy when hiking. Too much risk fucking strangers.
So i just grin at him, a grin full of the sheer pleasure and enjoyment I revived from their encounter, and he grins back, showing that he feels the same way. He winks and gives me a cheeky salute, and then his long coat swishes and he's gone.
I let out a long breath, sated and happy, my middle sister gives me that look you must been in your horny mood, I said yes and did you watch, oh yes, sis I did the last few minutes, are you seeing him again ,.oh sis you want some of that, oh yes she said. and then we wander off with a bounce in my step to look for something else to do. And help my sister find someone.