Camping with Don

I don't think I had ever been in such darkness.  Totally pitch black.  I held my hand in front of my face and literally could not see it.  Then I was surprised to feel another hand touch mine.  I looked over and could not see Don at all.

I was laying down inside a sleeping bag inside a tent, on a camping date with my friend Don.  This was the second time I went out him; the first time, a trip to the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, turned out to be a very hot and exciting experience.

This date began with another enjoyable drive to a secluded campsite in the Colorado rocky mountains. We set up the tent; it was actually nice and roomy. Don had packed an inflatable mattress which he blew up with an electric pump attached to his motorcycle battery. It was double-sized mattress and there was still room in the around it inside the domed tent.

We cuddled up by the fire. There were a billion stars overhead. I've camped so deep in the woods isolated from any other humans. It made me feel a special bond with Don, the two of us all alone up here.

Don kissed me. I kissed him back. We wrapped our arms around each other and were soon making out by the fire. But it was a different kind of make-out. Instead of going head long into rapidly accelerating passion leading quickly to sex we took our time. We had all night, just the two of us, deep in the woods, nothing else to do but enjoy the night. We had already made love on our first date so they didn't have to worry about how far we would go. We knew we were gong all the way and we could concentrate on enjoying the ride.

We lost track of time until we noticed that the fire had died down to embers.

"Shall we move to the tent?" Don asked.

"I'd love to," I purred.

We climbed inside and zipped up the door to keep it warm. It was pitch black inside. I held my hand in front of my face and I literally could not see it.

Don hugged me and we kissed in the blackness. We unzipped our jackets and took them off, followed by our boots.

"It's chilly in here," I said, feeling my nipples harden.

"Let's get our clothes off and into the sleeping bag," I heard Don's voice say in the darkness.

I quickly pulled my sweater off, unbuttoned my jeans and slide the zipper down. I could hear Don rustling around next to me as he took his clothes off. I was starting to feel real chilly. There were goose bumps on my arms. I quickly slipped out of my jeans and climbed into the warm sleeping bag wearing my bra, panties and socks.

I felt Don climb in with me. We embraced and I savored the warmth of his body as he pressed against me. His strong arms felt good around me. I hugged him back, squeezing his hard muscles in the darkness.  I pressed closer to him. Something warm and semi-firm brushed against my groin.  I realized he was becoming aroused.

We kissed passionately as our hands moved all over each other's bodies beneath the sleeping bag. In the totally darkness my sense of touch was enhanced and I felt every muscle, on his body.  I knew one of Don's hobbies was body building and I took some time to appreciate the way he had shaped his body.

 I felt a large, strong hand on the outside on my panties; it caressed my groin. The fingers traced the shape of my camel toe.  My breath quicken as I felt myself becoming aroused.

Don's hand felt it's way back to the elastic band of my panties and then slipped inside. It moved back down and stimulated my labia, sending chills into my body.

 Both of my hands were on Don's face as I kissed him hard, my tongue probing inside his hot moist mouth.  I moved my right hand down, feeling his rugged jaw, his neck, his muscular chest, six-pack abs and further down until I reached the waist of his shorts,  I slipped my fingers in and followed the contour of his body around his hip, moved my whole hand inside the back of his briefs, gave his ass cheek a squeeze, and then slid my hand back around to the front, seeking his sex organ, I found it warm and throbbing, almost fully hard, and I wrapped my fingers around his pleasure pole. It was now so hot it warmed my fingers in the cold night.

Don's fingers were continuing to move around my vulva, exploring every crease and fold.  I shuttered as his thumb pressed against my clitoris and then his index finger stretched to the opening on my vagina.  I felt my juices flow.

My own fingers moved all around Don's penis tracing the shape of his quickly hardening phallus as I imagined what it was going to feel like inside me.  I wrapped my fingers around and squeezed the shaft.  I started jacking him off inside his shorts.  I took only a few strokes to make him rock hard.

Don's voice broke the quiet of the forest night.  "Let's get naked, baby."

Don slipped his briefs off as I slipped off my panties and bra. I kept my socks on.

We rubbed our naked bodies together and the warmth we generated felt so nice. Then I felt Don's cock rubbing against my pussy. I moved my hips around to accentuate the good feeling. I pressed my clit against the head of his cock and made several quick thrusts as the pleasure started to build and inside I could feel more of my love juice flowing in to provide lubrication.

In this absolute darkness each point of contact between our naked bodies was magnified, creating intense pleasure.

Don moved his cock down, seeking the opening to my vagina. He found it; I could feel him poking in. I could feel my opening stretch as the head of his cock penetrated me. I opened my legs so that Don could move his body between them. I could feel his cock slide further inside me as he positioned him self between my legs. We were both on our sides, snuggled together in the cozy sleeping bag, kissing tenderly as I felt his cock begin slow, gentle thrusts within my pussy.

It felt wonderful, this tender, cozy fucking, inside the tent in the middle of the wilderness.

Just like out by the fire, there was no hurry. We had all night and nothing better to do than fuck. We gently kissed and nuzzled. In the cold darkness I kept my body pressed tightly against Don's and enjoyed the sensation of his cock slowly and steadily pumping my pussy.

I shifted my hips so that my clit was pressed against his pelvis. It felt really good. With each thrust I could feel his skin slide across my clit while at the same time I could feel the skin over my clit pulled tighter as his cock moved deep inside of me.

I felt a pleasurable tingling sensation begin to grow. I stopped kissing and just laid my head on his shoulder, embracing him tightly. The pleasure grew slowly as I felt his hot hardness move steadily inside me.

I was surprised at how long Don could go, maintaining his full erection without cumming. I felt the pleasure continue to build as Don kept fucking and fucking and fucking.

We had been at it for what must have been half an hour when I could feel my heart pounding, my breath become short and fast.

"Oh God, yes," I yelled as the eminent orgasm peculated within my body.

Don put his hand on my side and pushed gently, directing me onto my back. He adjusted his position so that his full on top of me, drilling me faster and faster.

It was a wild sensation, laying on an air mattress in the pitch blackness, my body convulsing, feeling the weight of a man on me, my pussy being pounded by his furiously thrusting cock.

In the absolute darkness it could be any man.  I had been with so many since separating from my husband.  Ken, Nick, Joe, Bill, Ted, Dave, Matt, Derek, Chris, Kevin, and now Don.  So many different men; tall men, short men, young men, old men.  Each men was unique, but they were all the same.  Each man had put his penis inside my vagina and fucked me until he came.

In this tent that I had entered with Don, now deprived of my sense of sight, I focused on the pure sensation of the act.  A man's weight on top of my body, a hard shaft pushing into the very center of my being, filling my most intimate orifice, hot flesh crashing against my most sensitive spot, then pulling back, A brief feeling of emptiness inside my sex tunnel.  A new plunge as the cycle repeated. A meat piston pumping my cylinder of passion.  Pleasure building within my body like steam in the boiler of a locomotive.

The air mattress squeaked loudly in the still of the forest night, sounding like it could pop at any moment.  Then something popped inside me, a sudden release of intense pleasure shot from my clitoris in all directions from my head to my toes.  I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around the eagerly thrusting male body and undulated my hips to accentuate the pleasure as my vagina convulsed, trying to hold on to the fast moving cock.  I went into a dreamlike pleasure coma until I felt the cock make a final, deep thrust into me and then the man's body shuttered as his penis squirted its hot juice inside me.

"Wow, that was nice," said Don's voice in the darkness as he pulled slowly out of me.

"Yes, very nice indeed," I murmured.  We snuggled up together and soon fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.