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It was our first time backpacking together, my fiancée and I. We had picked a route through the mountain park that wasn't too strenuous and gave us a chance to swing by some waterfalls. The weather was beautiful for September, just getting to where the days weren't unbearably hot, but the nights not teeth-chattering cold either.
We'd hiked maybe four or five miles on our second day when we heard water falling off the trail to our left. Feeling a little adventurous and wanting to check it out, we headed off the path, doing our best to mark our way back as we clambered through the underbrush. Through the trees we could just make out a small waterfall, nothing too spectacular, not even marked on our map, but just a nice refreshing treat for us.
We broke through the tree line and saw that the waterfall, maybe fifteen feet high, dropped into a little pool of water about twenty feet across. The pool connected to a stream that ran off to the south and then bent back around the trees on the other side about thirty feet down, vanishing from our view.
I set my pack down at the edge of the pool and said, "You want to get in?"
"Sure," my fiancée replied and started unbuckling her pack.
Meanwhile, I was excited. I'd been looking for an excuse to go skinny-dipping with my fiancée and, although she may not have known that's what I had in mind, I couldn't wait. I started stripping down and was in my boxers by the time she'd gotten her boots and socks off. I went over to help.
I kissed her sweetly as I ran my hands along her back and sides underneath her shirt. I stopped briefly as I pulled her shirt over her head, but started kissing again and pulled her closer by the front of her shorts. My dick was beginning to press against my boxers, but if I had my way it'd be free in a minute anyway.
I unbuttoned her shorts and zipped them down, moving my hands inside them to her thighs. I pushed her shorts down and, after a little wriggling from my fiancée, we were almost ready. My dick certainly was.
I wrapped my arms around my fiancée and stepped close, pressing my body to hers. Deepening the kiss, I moved my hands along her back and up to her bra clasp. I undid it with one hand and she broke off the kiss and moved her head back.
"You don't want to walk around all day in wet underwear do you?" I asked, grinning.
She pulled her arms out and dropped the bra to the ground. Then, pressing her breasts to my chest, she moved her thumbs along the elastic of my boxers. She yanked them down and said, "Then neither should you."
"That's my girl," I replied. She squirmed out of her panties and we were racing naked to the water.
We jumped in with a splash and found the water to be pleasantly warm. It was like being in a bath that had nicely cooled over time. The water wasn't too deep, but came up just enough to cover my fiancée's nipples.
She waded over to me and stepped into my arms. She trailed a hand down my arm and we stared contentedly at each other. I reached down and grabbed her ass under the water, earning a little laugh and a smile. Then she splashed me, wriggled free and swam away.
We swam after one another, playfully splashing and enjoying the feel of the water over our naked skin. I caught up to her near the waterfall and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up out of the water as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
She gave a little shiver when I set her back down as the air touched her wet skin. I pulled her to me and she tucked her arms between us as I warmed her. I stepped us back toward the waterfall to let the water pour over us and discovered that the ground sloped down near it, bringing the water up to my fiancée's shoulders as we stood under it.
We stood there for a moment, the water draping over her like a veil, then she stepped back and pulled my underneath. I lifted my head and let the cooler water from the falls wash my face, then ran my hands through my hair and stepped being the waterfall too.
We smiled at one another, happy in our secret place, and began to kiss. We made playful caresses with our lips as our hands ran gently over each other. Occasionally, one of us would venture toward the other's crotch with our fingers to begin arousing the other, but we wouldn't linger.
Gradually our kiss became deeper and more heated and our hands moved with more insistence. Then, when my fiancée had just grabbed hold of my dick, we heard a noise from the other side of the stream.
A pair of young hikers, evidently on a day trip by their lack of gear, had come crashing through the trees, laughing. A guy and girl about our age, they were lean and muscular, tanned and apparently accustomed to outdoor life. He pulled off his shirt, revealing an impressively toned, though not god-like, body and sat down on the ground. She took off her shoes and joined him by the pool of water.
They must not have seen our gear on the other side of the water, but we'd dropped it near some bushes and I couldn't see it from where I was either. Evidently, they hadn't noticed us either, hidden as we were back behind the waterfall and mostly submerged, but, in our present state, it wasn't exactly the time to go introduce ourselves.
The guy pulled the girl into his lap and began making out, his right hand roaming along her bare thigh. She placed a hand on his chest then ran her fingers over his muscled stomach. My fiancée let out a little breath of air and sidled in front of me.
I could tell she was getting turned on as they got more passionate, and my cock was getting harder watching too. I wrapped my arms around her waist, cupping her breasts in my hands. I pushed my body against hers and gently massaged her, then leaned in and began nibbling along her neck.
At this point the girl had moved in the guy's lap to sit facing him with her legs wrapped behind him. Her back to us, she reached down and pulled her shirt over her head. She had on a lacy black bra that let me see her back through the strap, and if it was similar in the front, which judging by the guy's face I imagined it was, he was getting a good view. Clearly she'd not really planned on hiking.
He nuzzled his face into her breasts and she grabbed at his hair, throwing her head back laughing. I moved one hand down my fiancée and began to lightly finger her. She responded with a soft moan and rubbed her ass against my dick, never taking her eyes off the frisky couple.
The girl on shore stood up and undid her shorts. Bending down so her cleavage was in her guy's face and her ass was giving us a good view in the air, she slid them down to reveal a similarly lacy, black thong. I had to bite my lip to keep from being the one to sigh this time.
My fiancée's hand moved behind her to grab my cock. She began stroking me as the girl straddled the guy and began working loose his belt. Soon she was pulling his shorts down and my fiancée let out a soft "yes" and we began stroking each other faster.
The girl leaned next to her partner and whispered something in his ear. I heard him say, "You read my mind," then they were both standing up. He jerked off his boxers as fast as he could, setting free his well-hardened cock.
I'd say we were close to the same size; a guy never likes to admit it, but he may have been a little longer, though his size was distorted by his lack of pubic hair. My fiancée gave little "Oh" at the sight of it, then turned her head around and kissed my cheek and said, "Don't worry, babe. You're still bigger."
I didn't care, though, because at this point the girl had taken off her bra, revealing a nice rack, not quite as big as my fiancée's, but with cute, pert nipples. The guy came up behind her and ran his hand over her breast, pinching the nipple – something I wish my fiancée liked – and slid his other one to the interior of her thong.
The girl purred and ran her fingers through his hair. Then he grabbed the thong and gently pulled it down to let it slide to the ground. She too was hairless, something we weren't used to, but it certainly worked on them.
Naked and free they ran to the water. They submerged and then burst back up together, the water sparkling in the sun on their bodies. They didn't fool around with swimming like we had; they were horny and were going to do something about it. As they came together in the shallow part, only their thighs covered in water, he wasted no time inserting.
My fiancée groaned and turned her head toward me. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me like he's fucking her."
I moved us to the side so we could both still see what was happening between our new friends and went into her. I could hear the slap of their bodies as they fucked vigorously, so I matched pace. My fiancée moved in rhythm and tried to keep quiet, no small feat for her during sex, to keep from being discovered.
Our thrusts, and theirs, soon reached a fever pitch. The girl's breasts moved nicely as he pounded her, looking very much real. I heard her climax once and they stopped briefly, but I continued, counting on the waterfall to hide our sounds. My fiancée reached orgasm then, but breathed huskily, "Don't stop."
I heard the guy grunt and cum and continue thrusting to pleasure the girl, and it wasn't long before the same happened to me. Pretty soon, both of our girls were climaxing at the same time. Their cries of pleasure mixed together and rose along with their bodies. Unfortunately, my fiancée finished just a little later and louder than the other girl. Both of them turned toward the waterfall.
"Did you hear that?" he asked.
She nodded and they started wading over. When it was clear they were going to peek behind the curtain of water, I saw no sense in waiting. I took my fiancée by the hand and led her out. Needless to say, they were kind of surprised.
But then, seeing our state of dress, or lack thereof, and putting two and two together, they looked at each other and smiled. "I'd introduced myself," the guy said, "but I think we're a little past pleasantries at this point.
"Now," he said, walking over to my fiancée as his girl walked to me, "we've shown you ours, how about you show us yours?"
My cock had already started to harden again at the sight of this beautiful girl wading over to me, but with the thought that I might get to fuck her, even if it meant her partner banging my fiancée, my dick went into overdrive. My fiancée and I looked at each other and we could tell this was something we both really wanted. So we let them lead us away.
The girl led me to the bank where she spread out seductively on the grass. I noticed the guy had taken my fiancée over to the large rocks near the waterfall. "So, is that your girlfriend?" the girl asked.
"Fiancée," I said, standing over her.
"Lucky girl," she replied, eyeing my cock and reaching out a hand. I took it and she tugged me to the ground on top of her. "I haven't been with a guy with so much hair in a while. It's so primal and masculine." Then she whispered, "It's hot."
I glanced back to where the guy had taken my fiancée. He'd set her atop one of the boulders, staying in the water himself, and was rubbing his hands along her spread legs as he kissed her thighs. "Don't worry," the girl said, "he'll take good care of her."
Now that it appeared we were actually going to do this, I was a little nervous. For one thing, for a long time the only girl I'd slept with was my fiancée. It must have shown because the girl said in a soothing tone, "Just take it slow."
Then she moved the hand she was holding to her breast. I caressed it gently, massaging and occasionally kissing, then moving to the other one. I ran my hands along her chest and stomach, applying gentle smooth pressure to massage and arouse.
When her nipples were stiff, I pinched one and swirled my tongue about and nibbled at the other. She let out a little moan and arched her back slightly. I smiled and switched treatments.
I started to trail kisses down her stomach, but she grabbed my hair and pulled me back up to her lips with a hunger. She kissed me passionately, biting my lips and laying her tong about furiously.
She grabbed at my hair and raked her nails along my back, then, when I had started nibbling at her neck, moaned and pulled me close. I heard my fiancée behind us let out a series of pleased cries. Then the girl demanded, "Get in me!"
I obeyed.
Already worked up as we were, we started at a moderate pace. As I started moving around and finding the spots she liked her vocalization increased. I don't know if this was for my benefit or her guy's, but I didn't care.
We moved faster and I deepened my thrusts. I think she was beginning to climax when I heard my fiancée actually do so. I didn't realize it, but I slowed down.
Frustrated, the girl flipped us over and sat up to ride me cowgirl style. Focused on her and the sight of her gorgeous breasts moving to our fucking, I began again with a new intensity.
She was able to get better leverage this way so my thrusts started going deeper. Soon she let me know I was getting close to getting her off by clenching her nails into my thighs with a cry of "Oh, god!"
I pushed and moved as fast as I've ever gone and she just screamed out yeses. And finally, we were there. She clenched tight and I felt her juices flowing over me. I continued thrusting to finish and soon my cum was mingled in a swell.
She moved and lay down beside me with her head on my shoulder. I started to turn, but she half-sat and pushed down on my other shoulder, and said, "Oh no, big boy, we're not done."
She moved her hand down to my dick and began stroking it lovingly. I didn't know that I was going to be able to cum a third time so soon, but I certainly didn't tell her that, nor did it keep her from trying. It took a little longer to get hard this time, but with the caresses of her hand, the press of her breasts against me and her kisses about my chest I managed.
She moved to straddle me and lay down with her lips on my chests and began to trail them down. As she did, her breasts moved along my cock and I let out a moan. "Oh," she said, "someone likes that. Have you ever titty fucked?"
I shook my head and she mewed, "Well, let's fix that."
She took my dick between her breasts and began us in a motion of slow pleasure. Our last activity helped to lube us up so we weren't hindered. Seeing those amazing tits pressed against my manhood really did it for me. If I'd doubted being able to cum, it vanished.
We moved in rhythm, working up to speed. The girl massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples as we went, occasionally sneaking in a few kisses to my tip. She sensed my pleasure and let out a few cries herself, and I felt it starting.
She saw me start to cum and let the first bit hit her tits. Then she moved down on my dick and blew me hard. She sucked and stroked until every last bit was out, swallowing it all. She sat up and wiped her mouth, then said, "So," wriggling her fingers along me until she reached my chin, "is it my turn?"
"Actually, honey," came the guy's voice from behind her, "it's time we got back. The group will start to miss us."
"Group?" I asked.
"It's our annual office retreat," the girl explained, "but the four of us are having so much fun, and I haven't even gotten to her yet." She looked over at my fiancée lustily, causing her to blush.
"I know," he said, "but it can't be helped. Come on." He gave her a hand up off of me. "Let's wash off."
They headed to the little pool to rinse. I stood up and put my arm around my fiancée's waist. "Annual, you say?" I asked, and then we walked to the water too.
"Every year," he said, "same time, same place."
My fiancée look at me hopefully. "Really," I said. "You know, we've been thinking we might start coming back here."
"Well in that case," the girl said, wading through the water to my fiancée, "I'll see you next year." She ran a hand along my fiancée's shoulder and arm and let their bodies graze along one another as she brushed past.
We each headed to our respective banks and started dressing. As we were putting on our packs, they started to leave. "Hey," I called out, "by the way, the name is..."
"Save it," the guy said. "We'll make the introductions next year. This year, we're just happy strangers."
I nodded and helped my fiancée into her pack. As we made our way back to the trail she nuzzled up against me and said, "I can't wait for next year," and we just smiled.
We'd hiked maybe four or five miles on our second day when we heard water falling off the trail to our left. Feeling a little adventurous and wanting to check it out, we headed off the path, doing our best to mark our way back as we clambered through the underbrush. Through the trees we could just make out a small waterfall, nothing too spectacular, not even marked on our map, but just a nice refreshing treat for us.
We broke through the tree line and saw that the waterfall, maybe fifteen feet high, dropped into a little pool of water about twenty feet across. The pool connected to a stream that ran off to the south and then bent back around the trees on the other side about thirty feet down, vanishing from our view.
I set my pack down at the edge of the pool and said, "You want to get in?"
"Sure," my fiancée replied and started unbuckling her pack.
Meanwhile, I was excited. I'd been looking for an excuse to go skinny-dipping with my fiancée and, although she may not have known that's what I had in mind, I couldn't wait. I started stripping down and was in my boxers by the time she'd gotten her boots and socks off. I went over to help.
I kissed her sweetly as I ran my hands along her back and sides underneath her shirt. I stopped briefly as I pulled her shirt over her head, but started kissing again and pulled her closer by the front of her shorts. My dick was beginning to press against my boxers, but if I had my way it'd be free in a minute anyway.
I unbuttoned her shorts and zipped them down, moving my hands inside them to her thighs. I pushed her shorts down and, after a little wriggling from my fiancée, we were almost ready. My dick certainly was.
I wrapped my arms around my fiancée and stepped close, pressing my body to hers. Deepening the kiss, I moved my hands along her back and up to her bra clasp. I undid it with one hand and she broke off the kiss and moved her head back.
"You don't want to walk around all day in wet underwear do you?" I asked, grinning.
She pulled her arms out and dropped the bra to the ground. Then, pressing her breasts to my chest, she moved her thumbs along the elastic of my boxers. She yanked them down and said, "Then neither should you."
"That's my girl," I replied. She squirmed out of her panties and we were racing naked to the water.
We jumped in with a splash and found the water to be pleasantly warm. It was like being in a bath that had nicely cooled over time. The water wasn't too deep, but came up just enough to cover my fiancée's nipples.
She waded over to me and stepped into my arms. She trailed a hand down my arm and we stared contentedly at each other. I reached down and grabbed her ass under the water, earning a little laugh and a smile. Then she splashed me, wriggled free and swam away.
We swam after one another, playfully splashing and enjoying the feel of the water over our naked skin. I caught up to her near the waterfall and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up out of the water as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
She gave a little shiver when I set her back down as the air touched her wet skin. I pulled her to me and she tucked her arms between us as I warmed her. I stepped us back toward the waterfall to let the water pour over us and discovered that the ground sloped down near it, bringing the water up to my fiancée's shoulders as we stood under it.
We stood there for a moment, the water draping over her like a veil, then she stepped back and pulled my underneath. I lifted my head and let the cooler water from the falls wash my face, then ran my hands through my hair and stepped being the waterfall too.
We smiled at one another, happy in our secret place, and began to kiss. We made playful caresses with our lips as our hands ran gently over each other. Occasionally, one of us would venture toward the other's crotch with our fingers to begin arousing the other, but we wouldn't linger.
Gradually our kiss became deeper and more heated and our hands moved with more insistence. Then, when my fiancée had just grabbed hold of my dick, we heard a noise from the other side of the stream.
A pair of young hikers, evidently on a day trip by their lack of gear, had come crashing through the trees, laughing. A guy and girl about our age, they were lean and muscular, tanned and apparently accustomed to outdoor life. He pulled off his shirt, revealing an impressively toned, though not god-like, body and sat down on the ground. She took off her shoes and joined him by the pool of water.
They must not have seen our gear on the other side of the water, but we'd dropped it near some bushes and I couldn't see it from where I was either. Evidently, they hadn't noticed us either, hidden as we were back behind the waterfall and mostly submerged, but, in our present state, it wasn't exactly the time to go introduce ourselves.
The guy pulled the girl into his lap and began making out, his right hand roaming along her bare thigh. She placed a hand on his chest then ran her fingers over his muscled stomach. My fiancée let out a little breath of air and sidled in front of me.
I could tell she was getting turned on as they got more passionate, and my cock was getting harder watching too. I wrapped my arms around her waist, cupping her breasts in my hands. I pushed my body against hers and gently massaged her, then leaned in and began nibbling along her neck.
At this point the girl had moved in the guy's lap to sit facing him with her legs wrapped behind him. Her back to us, she reached down and pulled her shirt over her head. She had on a lacy black bra that let me see her back through the strap, and if it was similar in the front, which judging by the guy's face I imagined it was, he was getting a good view. Clearly she'd not really planned on hiking.
He nuzzled his face into her breasts and she grabbed at his hair, throwing her head back laughing. I moved one hand down my fiancée and began to lightly finger her. She responded with a soft moan and rubbed her ass against my dick, never taking her eyes off the frisky couple.
The girl on shore stood up and undid her shorts. Bending down so her cleavage was in her guy's face and her ass was giving us a good view in the air, she slid them down to reveal a similarly lacy, black thong. I had to bite my lip to keep from being the one to sigh this time.
My fiancée's hand moved behind her to grab my cock. She began stroking me as the girl straddled the guy and began working loose his belt. Soon she was pulling his shorts down and my fiancée let out a soft "yes" and we began stroking each other faster.
The girl leaned next to her partner and whispered something in his ear. I heard him say, "You read my mind," then they were both standing up. He jerked off his boxers as fast as he could, setting free his well-hardened cock.
I'd say we were close to the same size; a guy never likes to admit it, but he may have been a little longer, though his size was distorted by his lack of pubic hair. My fiancée gave little "Oh" at the sight of it, then turned her head around and kissed my cheek and said, "Don't worry, babe. You're still bigger."
I didn't care, though, because at this point the girl had taken off her bra, revealing a nice rack, not quite as big as my fiancée's, but with cute, pert nipples. The guy came up behind her and ran his hand over her breast, pinching the nipple – something I wish my fiancée liked – and slid his other one to the interior of her thong.
The girl purred and ran her fingers through his hair. Then he grabbed the thong and gently pulled it down to let it slide to the ground. She too was hairless, something we weren't used to, but it certainly worked on them.
Naked and free they ran to the water. They submerged and then burst back up together, the water sparkling in the sun on their bodies. They didn't fool around with swimming like we had; they were horny and were going to do something about it. As they came together in the shallow part, only their thighs covered in water, he wasted no time inserting.
My fiancée groaned and turned her head toward me. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me like he's fucking her."
I moved us to the side so we could both still see what was happening between our new friends and went into her. I could hear the slap of their bodies as they fucked vigorously, so I matched pace. My fiancée moved in rhythm and tried to keep quiet, no small feat for her during sex, to keep from being discovered.
Our thrusts, and theirs, soon reached a fever pitch. The girl's breasts moved nicely as he pounded her, looking very much real. I heard her climax once and they stopped briefly, but I continued, counting on the waterfall to hide our sounds. My fiancée reached orgasm then, but breathed huskily, "Don't stop."
I heard the guy grunt and cum and continue thrusting to pleasure the girl, and it wasn't long before the same happened to me. Pretty soon, both of our girls were climaxing at the same time. Their cries of pleasure mixed together and rose along with their bodies. Unfortunately, my fiancée finished just a little later and louder than the other girl. Both of them turned toward the waterfall.
"Did you hear that?" he asked.
She nodded and they started wading over. When it was clear they were going to peek behind the curtain of water, I saw no sense in waiting. I took my fiancée by the hand and led her out. Needless to say, they were kind of surprised.
But then, seeing our state of dress, or lack thereof, and putting two and two together, they looked at each other and smiled. "I'd introduced myself," the guy said, "but I think we're a little past pleasantries at this point.
"Now," he said, walking over to my fiancée as his girl walked to me, "we've shown you ours, how about you show us yours?"
My cock had already started to harden again at the sight of this beautiful girl wading over to me, but with the thought that I might get to fuck her, even if it meant her partner banging my fiancée, my dick went into overdrive. My fiancée and I looked at each other and we could tell this was something we both really wanted. So we let them lead us away.
The girl led me to the bank where she spread out seductively on the grass. I noticed the guy had taken my fiancée over to the large rocks near the waterfall. "So, is that your girlfriend?" the girl asked.
"Fiancée," I said, standing over her.
"Lucky girl," she replied, eyeing my cock and reaching out a hand. I took it and she tugged me to the ground on top of her. "I haven't been with a guy with so much hair in a while. It's so primal and masculine." Then she whispered, "It's hot."
I glanced back to where the guy had taken my fiancée. He'd set her atop one of the boulders, staying in the water himself, and was rubbing his hands along her spread legs as he kissed her thighs. "Don't worry," the girl said, "he'll take good care of her."
Now that it appeared we were actually going to do this, I was a little nervous. For one thing, for a long time the only girl I'd slept with was my fiancée. It must have shown because the girl said in a soothing tone, "Just take it slow."
Then she moved the hand she was holding to her breast. I caressed it gently, massaging and occasionally kissing, then moving to the other one. I ran my hands along her chest and stomach, applying gentle smooth pressure to massage and arouse.
When her nipples were stiff, I pinched one and swirled my tongue about and nibbled at the other. She let out a little moan and arched her back slightly. I smiled and switched treatments.
I started to trail kisses down her stomach, but she grabbed my hair and pulled me back up to her lips with a hunger. She kissed me passionately, biting my lips and laying her tong about furiously.
She grabbed at my hair and raked her nails along my back, then, when I had started nibbling at her neck, moaned and pulled me close. I heard my fiancée behind us let out a series of pleased cries. Then the girl demanded, "Get in me!"
I obeyed.
Already worked up as we were, we started at a moderate pace. As I started moving around and finding the spots she liked her vocalization increased. I don't know if this was for my benefit or her guy's, but I didn't care.
We moved faster and I deepened my thrusts. I think she was beginning to climax when I heard my fiancée actually do so. I didn't realize it, but I slowed down.
Frustrated, the girl flipped us over and sat up to ride me cowgirl style. Focused on her and the sight of her gorgeous breasts moving to our fucking, I began again with a new intensity.
She was able to get better leverage this way so my thrusts started going deeper. Soon she let me know I was getting close to getting her off by clenching her nails into my thighs with a cry of "Oh, god!"
I pushed and moved as fast as I've ever gone and she just screamed out yeses. And finally, we were there. She clenched tight and I felt her juices flowing over me. I continued thrusting to finish and soon my cum was mingled in a swell.
She moved and lay down beside me with her head on my shoulder. I started to turn, but she half-sat and pushed down on my other shoulder, and said, "Oh no, big boy, we're not done."
She moved her hand down to my dick and began stroking it lovingly. I didn't know that I was going to be able to cum a third time so soon, but I certainly didn't tell her that, nor did it keep her from trying. It took a little longer to get hard this time, but with the caresses of her hand, the press of her breasts against me and her kisses about my chest I managed.
She moved to straddle me and lay down with her lips on my chests and began to trail them down. As she did, her breasts moved along my cock and I let out a moan. "Oh," she said, "someone likes that. Have you ever titty fucked?"
I shook my head and she mewed, "Well, let's fix that."
She took my dick between her breasts and began us in a motion of slow pleasure. Our last activity helped to lube us up so we weren't hindered. Seeing those amazing tits pressed against my manhood really did it for me. If I'd doubted being able to cum, it vanished.
We moved in rhythm, working up to speed. The girl massaged her breasts and squeezed her nipples as we went, occasionally sneaking in a few kisses to my tip. She sensed my pleasure and let out a few cries herself, and I felt it starting.
She saw me start to cum and let the first bit hit her tits. Then she moved down on my dick and blew me hard. She sucked and stroked until every last bit was out, swallowing it all. She sat up and wiped her mouth, then said, "So," wriggling her fingers along me until she reached my chin, "is it my turn?"
"Actually, honey," came the guy's voice from behind her, "it's time we got back. The group will start to miss us."
"Group?" I asked.
"It's our annual office retreat," the girl explained, "but the four of us are having so much fun, and I haven't even gotten to her yet." She looked over at my fiancée lustily, causing her to blush.
"I know," he said, "but it can't be helped. Come on." He gave her a hand up off of me. "Let's wash off."
They headed to the little pool to rinse. I stood up and put my arm around my fiancée's waist. "Annual, you say?" I asked, and then we walked to the water too.
"Every year," he said, "same time, same place."
My fiancée look at me hopefully. "Really," I said. "You know, we've been thinking we might start coming back here."
"Well in that case," the girl said, wading through the water to my fiancée, "I'll see you next year." She ran a hand along my fiancée's shoulder and arm and let their bodies graze along one another as she brushed past.
We each headed to our respective banks and started dressing. As we were putting on our packs, they started to leave. "Hey," I called out, "by the way, the name is..."
"Save it," the guy said. "We'll make the introductions next year. This year, we're just happy strangers."
I nodded and helped my fiancée into her pack. As we made our way back to the trail she nuzzled up against me and said, "I can't wait for next year," and we just smiled.
