What a beautiful day it was. For many reasons, I could easily call it my best day ever. We had started out early in the morning with the mist still rising from the mountains, blue and hazy in the distance. The sky was going to be that beautiful blue with big puffy clouds. The air was clean and you looked so crisp in your kakhi shorts and hiking boots. You are in for a treat you told me, and I could hardly wait. We hiked up and down the hills, cross green meadows where I was sure no one had ever walked before - birds I had never seen sang our day away. I didn't even mind the forty pounds strapped to my back. I have always loved your surprises and today didn't disappoint me at all. We had lunch by a beautiful little stream and watched fish splash and play, listened to the water running over the rocks. How I wish I could have talked you into playing in the water with me. And spend the rest of the day in wet clothes? I did suggest we become one with nature and you laughed - not me - I don't even want the birds to see me! How I wish you weren't so shy - you look out at the world with eyes that see beauty in everything and everyone, and yet you don't see your own beauty.

As the sun went down, we set up camp next to a beautiful lake, hills rising on the far side, the setting sun setting the autumn colors ablaze. The tang of a fall evening and the smell of woodsmoke was comforting and sensual at the same time. Pitching the tent, unrolling bedrolls, collecting wood for the chilly night ahead, heating water for washing, setting out dinner - in such an alien setting it still felt like we were at home. I almost expected you to look up and ask me how my day was? Did I get the teaching plans in? Instead we talked about our impressions of this great land - you quoted Thoreau - ever the scholar! How nice it was to settle in our camp chairs by the fire - a luxury you were quick to remind me - you normally don't take camp chairs on a hike - I hope you appreciate the trouble! The sounds of the night, the deep hush of woods and the call of night creatures - such peace and quiet joy. You started to shiver - and got up to get a blanket - laughing at how chilly it was such a short distance away. I laughed as you returned - bundled neck to toe in a blanket - its not winter yet - but I envied you - it was cool. You were giggling - and took my hand - how cold it is you said - and slipped it into the blanket. I could hardly believe it - you were nude under there!

I shivered, and not from the cold. Could this be my shy little love? Who had come out of the tent? The thought sent more hot chills through my body, centering between my legs, where even my jeans were getting soaked. You stood up, smiling that little seductive smile, and motioned me to follow you to the other side of the fire. You took the blanket off and laid it across the ground and turned to face me - how glorious you looked - the fire playing across your body, the moon turning you into a fairy creature. My heart was pounding, my throat dry and I couldn't get a word out - the sight of you forcing me to my knees. You laughed softly, enjoying my confusion. You walked up to me, took my face in your hands and told me it was a perfect position. I put my hands on your hips, pulling you closer - laying my face against that warm triangle between your legs, which were starting to tremble. Slowly I snaked my tongue around that soft patch, feeling every hair, tasking every pore as my hands gripped your hips, sliding around to your ass - feeling your muscles tighten. Slowly I slipped the tip of my tongue between your lips, finding that warmth, feeling how wet you already were - my hands slid lower, pulling your cheeks apart and you moaned ever so softly. I look up- my fantasy in the moonlight - my lover in firelight - your hands holding onto my head for balance - your legs shaking. I slide my tongue deeper into you - forcing your thighs apart - and am rewarded with you sweetness - your warmth. I can't stand anymore you whisper. I pull my tongue away from its devotions and bring you to your knees. So, you want to moon the moon I ask - and bring you to your hands and knees. You don't like this - not at all. First, I was still dressed, and this was supposed to be your seduction. You straighten up, grab my wrist and tell me to just listen and obey. Stand up - take off your shirt - I'm more than happy to comply and start to pull it over my head - no - you say - unbutton every button. I do so, slowly, pulling it aside watching your eyes darken. Now the bra you say. I reach behind, fumbling with the hooks - my fingers trembling - and slide it down my arms. Not bad you say, they will keep me happy. Now, stand up and take off your shoes and socks. I comply, the ground cool and damp on my feet. Now your jeans - but turn around. I smiled, knowing what you were watching and waiting for and take my time - slowly unbuttoning the waist - sliding the zipper down - inching them across my hips and ass. You reach up and grab the waist and pull them down to my ankles - step out you tell me, leaving me standing there naked except for my panties. You reach and hook a finger in one leg and tug, pulling the fabric across my clit and ass, tight and then loose - pulling - running your finger up the valley of my ass - finally you reach up and pull them down and I quickly step out of them - your hands gripping each cheek - pulling them apart, pushing - exploring - I'm having trouble standing. You chuckle - I want to see you moon and howl at the moon. I shiver as your hands run down my thighs and not from the cold. Howl? I ask - Not quite ready to howl yet! You laugh - you will be before I'm done with you! You pull me backwards onto the blanket, cradling my fall with your body. I'm lying in your lap - feeling your breasts pressing against my back - your warmth - the nipples hardening. Not ready? Let me see what I can do about that - you whisper in my ear - your lips brushing across my neck raising the fine hairs - your tongue flicking across my earlobe - gently biting and teasing - your hands running across my ribs - gathering my breasts - caressing them - teasing my nipples - your legs pinning mine to the ground so I'm helpless - all I can do is relax and enjoy - you turn my face to yours - your tongue slipping between my lips before I can draw a breath - teasing mine - demanding an answer - seeking and searching. I try and twist to face you but I'm pinned and you have no intention of letting me go - one hand slides across my hips - leaving a trail of fire - I can hardly breath and still you don't let me go. Your fingers part my lips seeking searching and finding all the wetness and warmth you knew would be there. Slowly you tease me, circling and exploring like you've never touched me before - memorizing each fold, each curve, each reaction to your hand. Finally I get a leg free - its hard to keep still and finally I'm facing you. Ah ha I chuckle - now I've got you! I force you onto your back pinning your arms above your head - move and I'll stop - I tell you. You nod and wait. I kiss your neck, that soft spot where your neck and shoulder meet, the hollow of your throat where your pulse is beating faster and faster. Promise? I ask - again you nod. I let go and gather both wrists in one hand, taking the other and running it across your breast - first one and then the other. I caress your left breast, teasing your nipple with my teeth - you sigh, but not what I want to hear. I run my tongue around the bottom curve, across your ribs and start on your right breast - caressing, holding, pulling - teasing your nipple - biting and teasing and your begin to moan - just like always I laugh - you are a right handed girl! Your hips are starting to rock under me - telling me of your need and desire. Ok - just promise to stay still - I promise - you pratically yell - and I work my way down - across your ribs - my tongue tasting each pore - your hips - the warmth of your belly - the sweet fold where your thigh meets - again I part your lips, and am rewarded with the sight of you - glistening with desire - your clit a hard nob, throbbing for attention - I wrap my tongue around it - feeling it jump with a life all its own - sucking until you are gasping for air - I slid my tongue down between your lips - the closer I get the wetter and warmer you are - I slide my tongue into you - tasting each precious drop - you close your thighs around my head - your hips rocking and pulling me off the blanket. I stop - not yet dear - and bring you down a little - I sit up and push you to your side, caressing your back - starting at your shoulders - kissing and biting - my hands reaching for your ass - not being able to wait any longer. You are moaning, asking please yes. You roll onto your stomach and part your thighs, telling me without words just what you want. I settle myself between your legs, lightly running my hands across that wonderful ass of yours - the softness and warmth - I bend down and kiss first one cheek - then the other, then run my tongue from top to bottom. You are lifting off the blanket - your body asking - craving - I part your cheeks and you shiver - the cool air so different on that tender skin. I bend down, running my tongue across the top of each cheek - slowly with each pass going deeper - deeper - one hand grasping your mond - teasing your clit - a few fingers slowly sliding in and out - bringing forth that wonderful wetness - my tongue teasing you - round and round that tightest of spaces - the warmth of my tongue and the cool of the air giving you sensations you've never felt - but stop you tell me. I look at you as if you are crazy - I want you too! You are on your back before I can think and sit up, grabbing my hips and pulling me up - I want to taste you too - its not fair that you get all the fun. You pull me higher and higher until I am over your face and its your turn to say stay there or I'll stop. I can't move - and then don't ever want to move as your finger part my lips - your tongue touching me - an electric current shooting through me. I almost come but hold it - not wanting to miss this - Your hands grip my ass - pulling me forward or back as you please - your tongue probing and teasing - your teeth leaving little bites - I see the moon shimmer on the lake - the glowing embers of the fire reflected in your eyes and know I'm dreaming. Knowing my mind you say no darling - its not a dream - just enjoy. I close my eyes - unable to form thoughts - feeling you as I've never felt you before - suddenly it comes to me that you are uncovered and must be cold - I flip around, laying myself across every inch of my glorious love and find myself in a most perfect position. You laugh softly and tell me up on your knees - lets get this right! I comply and bend to the task at hand - or mouth really. I run my tongue between your lips, pulling on your clit - feeling every inch of you - tasting every inch of you - feeling every drop that you give me - feeling ever flick of your tongue - every touch of your fingers and I realize we are in concert - what you do, I do. Ok, I think - lets test this - slowly I slide one finger to that tightest of holes, teasing, circling, rubbing - and I feel your finger mimic mine - teasing - probing - following every touch I'm giving you. But you get me first - in slides one finger - the warmth and the cold air hitting me at once and again I nearly come. I slide one finger slowly into you, feeling your muscle tighten around me, pulling me in deeper and deeper - your hips rocking - I let my tongue and other hand probe, kiss, touch - slowly I enter and feel a flood of you pour over my fingers - two fingers - three fingers and yet your body opens as if to say more more - four fingers and you are rocking - you follow - two then three then four fingers - pushing and pulling me - filling me - you lube your other hand with my own wetness and slide two fingers in me - just wanted to see if you could take it again you say softly - not only hearing your words but feeling them across my clit - and I shudder - tightening around you - feeling as if I could take all of your hand and yet feeling completely filled. I can't imagine how I ever felt cold as I feel the first spasm - and I feel your body shudder in answer - the more you touch me - the more you probe the more your tongue teases the closer I am. I can hardly breath and yet don't ever want to move my face - take my tongue away from all that glory - your hips rocking - I can hear and feel your breath - your moan of desire and want - and feel you spasm - and I know you can hold back no longer. I take your clit in my lips and flick with my tongue - my right hand moving in and out - your wetness pouring over my hand - my left finger pushing deeper and then pulling almost all the way out - over and over and I feel you following my pace - and I can hold back no longer - the first spasm rocks us both and I lift my face and finally, finally - we both howl at the moon.

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