Please enjoy the second installment of this series. See part one in my bio.
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The third and final day brought us over a river and into some thick brush.
We were further from the trailhead but it will be all downhill tomorrow on the way home.
Everyone was tired and just powered up the hill.
I was walking with Mr. Remy at the front again forging the way. He held my hand a couple times if there was a cliffside we had to walk along. He was very gentle and helpful while watching out for my safety.
As we approached the river there was an elk stag a couple meters downstream of us that roared.
Mr Remy leaned into my ear and said, "that's the sound he makes when he is horny. He can probably smell your sex from there. I'm sure the whole group can." Then he chuckled. "Your underwear must have been very hard to sleep in last night after our little fun at the fire."
I went flush in my cheeks. Embarrassed by how turned on I was still. I am continually surprised by the dark side this man had.
We began to cross the river. It was waist deep but slower moving so we could do it safely.
"Everyone should take a few seconds in the river and freshen up. Keep your eyes to yourself since it's coed."
With my backpack on the side I got back into the river, letting the cool water flow inside my shorts. I splashed water up my torso, washing my arms and neck. Lina and Matt were fully making out with each other by this point rubbing their hands all over "cleaning each other." Everyone else keeping to themselves. Relaxing.
I began to float over to Mr Remy innocently. I turned my back towards him and motioned for him to wash it off. He pulled me in just close enough and began to "clean me" as well.
He had one hand on my back to make it look innocent but then he dropped one hand in between my ass and his cock. He gently grasped my butt and then slipped his finger on the outside of my clothes down to my pussy lips and slid his finger along me just for what felt like an eternity but was actually probably seconds.
"Ok that's all the cleaning you're gonna get." He whispered into my ear. "Don't you dare reach in to your own pants and pretend that you're cleaning up either. " he pushed back and started wading away from me.
"Alright everyone, let's keep it moving." He yelled.
The area we chose for our final night was densely packed and sort of tiered for our tenting areas.
Mr. Remy was the furthest up and I was just next after him of course. There was quite a distance between us and the next further down campers. 'Thankfully?' I thought. 'I think...'
My head is swimming. I haven't been given any release after two nights of foreplay. I am so horny and sexually frustrated. I'm not thinking straight.
At dark everyone seem to get a second wind So they all gathered around the campfire and started dancing, singing songs and telling ghost stories.
I told everyone I was tired and proceeded to go up to Mr. Remy's tent. I had to take off all my wet clothes to dry first so I threw those in my own tent. It needed to be glaringly obvious my intentions.
I didn't put on a dry set on my way up to his tent so I was butt ass naked on the way up. I needed it to be hard for him to resist me.
Just at that second Mr. Remy also exited the fire pit group. I think he was a little stunned at first but then ran up behind me and pushed me into a tree. Making my bottom available to himself.
