I woke up when the sun peeked thru the clouds, casting a bright ray straight thru the window in the tent. I blinked, and tried to clear the sleepiness out of my eyes. Stretching, I felt every ache and pain that I had gained from hiking the day before. Trying not to make to much noise, I sat up and looked over at my companion for the hike. She was still curled up in her sleeping bag. God she was beautiful! Her hair splayed out on her pillow, her face so peaceful as she slept. As quietly as I could I got my boots and snuck out of the tent.
Right into a very damp morning. Everything in the camp was covered in dew. I was thankful that we had stored most of our things in the tent, or in waterproof bags. Looking out over the mountains the view was breathtaking! There were clouds drifting below us making it look as if the mountain tops were poking through a sea of white fluff.
A bunch of wildflowers caught my eyes as I stood there stretching. With a smile I headed over to admire them. The brilliant colors were a stark contrast to the muted greens and browns surrounding the site. I picked one that reminded me of lapis lazuli, a very deep and bright blue. It had a delicate smell, one that made me think of a summer glade in the middle of a forest. I quietly climbed back into the tent and laid the flower on the pillow near Jennifer. Her lips curled into a slight smile as she slept.
JenniferâŠhow strange it was to be out here in the middle of nowhere with her. Iâd meet her back in high school, and had had a crush on her from the moment I saw her. Long blond hair, petite and with a smile that lit up her eyes. But alas, we never hit things off back then. But a couple months ago we had bumped into each other in cyberspace. After many exchanged emails I invited her to go on a camping trip I had planned. We meet at the beginning of the trail and had spent the better part of the day hiking up a couple thousand feet. I still didnât know how trip was going to work out. Seeing her yesterday had rekindled a lot of old feelings I had for her. I was pretty sure the feelings were mutual, but didnât want to push things to fast. I was as giddy as a schoolboy around her and didnât want to loose the friendship we were renewing. Course none of this woolgathering was helping to get breakfast ready any faster.
I set about rekindling the fire and getting breakfast ready. Luckily the embers were still warm from last nightâs fire and I was quickly able to get water boiling. As the smell of coffee filled the campsite I heard stirring in the tentâŠI figured sheâd know when the coffee was ready. The rest of the meal came together quickly. By the time I was finished, the flap to the tent opened and out Jennifer stepped out yawning. She smiled over at me and thanked me for the flower, which she had tucked behind her ear.
Stretching with her arms over her head I could see she wasnât wearing a bra. The cool mountain air made her nipples poke through the thin t-shirt she was wearing. I quickly tried to get my mind on breakfast as I felt a twitch in my pants. Trying to hide the tent that was beginning to form in my sweatpants, I handed her a cup of coffee and set out breakfast.
While eating we discussed our plans for the day. We broke out the map and after finding where we where, were decided to try a faintly marked trail that appeared to cross a stream near a waterfall, and wound its way up the back side of the next peak.
We broke camp quickly and got started before the sun managed to burn away the clouds. Without the clouds the sun quickly heated up the day. Before long we were sweating profusely as we carried our packs up the side of the mountain. I almost missed the side trail we had been looking for, but luckily Jennifer had stopped to get a sip of water and noticed what appeared to be the side trail a bit off from the one we had been following. We hiked back and saw that a fallen tree had blocked the split from the main trail and you mostly couldnât see the side trail from the one we were on. It was fortunate that Jennifer had such good eyes, and had stopped where she did.
We started off up the new trail and it was easy to tell that it hadnât been used very heavily for quite some time. I took numerous stops to take pictures, and give us a chance to rest for a bit. We were both quite a sight by the time we stopped to grab lunch. I had stripped down to shorts and a t-shirt, and was still covered in sweat. Jennifer was likewise down to shorts and a tank top. Sweat beaded her brow and her right arm and leg were splattered with mud where she had slipped into the stream during one of our canteen refills.
We were close to where the trail was supposed to pass a waterfall, and hadnât made it as far as we thought we would by lunch. We had planned on being a good bit past the waterfall so that we could make our next campsite by dusk. We broke out some granola bars and some trail mix and sat down on some rocks to take our lunch break. Taking our packs off and setting them down was SUCH a relief! It felt nice to just bake in the sun and listen to the sounds of the forest around us. I saw Jennifer rubbing her shoulder, and offered to rub for her. Giving me a grateful look, she scooted over till she were sitting beneath me on the rock. Washing my hands with a bit of water, I started massaging her shoulders. I could tell she was a bit tender where the pack straps had been. I alternated between using my fingers and a deep tissue technique used to un-tighten the muscles sheâd been abusing all day with her heavy pack. I heard her sigh as I hit a particularly sore spot. Her head lolled about then hung forward as she surrendered to my touch. Looking down I noticed her tank top had fallen forward a bit and I could see down it. Perfect light colored mounts were revealed, the top still barely covering her areola. Drops of sweat rolled down her curves to the valley between them.
Once again I felt a stirring in my loins. I looked and was horrified to discover I had semi-hardon from my voyeuristic peeking down her top which was outside the netting in my shorts! Here, she thought I was simply helping her get rid of some aches and my cock was out of my shorts and inches from her head! How would I explain if she turned and saw? She turned her head, opened her eyes and looked up at me, starting to thank me for the shoulder rub when her cheek rubbed against my exposed cock. The feel of her soft check rubbing against it caused my cock to jump to attention. Her eyes went wide as I started to stammer an apology. I quickly tucked it back up the leg of my shorts as Jennifer recovered from her shock. I knew my face was beet red as she shook her head as if to wake herself up and finished thanking me for the shoulder rub.
The tent in my shorts was quite noticeable as we picked up our packs and prepared to continue hiking. I was embarrassed but intrigued by the glances I kept seeing her make toward me. Things quickly returned to normal as we started hiking. Within an hour we heard the sounds of a waterfall. The trail crossed a quick flowing stream, but the waterfall wasnât in sight. We left the trail and hiked up the stream a ways. As we rounded a bend we could see the waterfall. It was beautiful! The water came out about 15 feet above the pool it fell into. The pool was probably 20 feet across and looked to be deep enough to swim in.
We took our packs off a little ways away from the pool and sat down on some rocks to relax in the cool breeze coming off the water. I went to grab the camera to take some pictures, and when I returned Jennifer had taken her boots off and was wading into the water. She announced that she was tired of being dirty and was washing off as long as we were there. Sounded like a good idea to me, but I wanted to take a picture or two of the falls while the light was so good.
I got one good picture of the entire falls when I heard a splash and looked to see she had dove underwater. I snapped a picture of her swimming, and then suggested she go under the waterfall so I could take a picture of her there. With a gleam in her eye she swam to the edge and walked over to the falls with her back to me. She turned around as she entered the falls, the falling water pressing her now almost sheer tank top against her like a second skin.
I couldnât breath, but managed to press the shutter button while staring at her. She was grinninglaughing as she raised her arms above her head and arched her back. Her firm rounded globes jutted out from her chest. The hard nipples clearly visible from the cold mountain water. She slid her hands down her body, through her hair, down her shoulders, cupping her breastsâŠthen laughed and pulled her hands away while inviting me into the water, saying it felt great. She dove from where she was into the pool.
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I figured why not, I was tired of being sweaty and dirty. I put the camera away, took my shirt and boots off, and walked out into the water.
WOAH! Was it cold! The hard-on I was once again trying to hide quickly disappeared as I walked out into the cold mountain water. I waded out to where Jennifer was floating on her back, her head and cotton covered nipples breaking the water. Her eyes were closed as she relaxed, the warm sun on her face while the rest of her floated in the water. Her erect nipples fighting against the cotton of her top. She opened her eyes as she felt me get near her.
âGet any good pictures?â she teased, as she turned her head towards me. I quipped back to her âYes I did, but the view is much better up close than it was in the camera.â