It was the hottest day of the year, so far, and my girlfriend and I were driving down the highway as fast as we could. Olivia had heard about a lake that was secluded, located off a series of forest service roads. It was near two hours into the mountains, but we safely assumed that the local spots would be completely packed and decided it would be worth the extra drive to have a bit of space and privacy. The sun was intense and even with sunglasses, I had to squint as we headed East out of Portland. I saw Olivia reach over and shut off the barely functioning AC and then she rolled down her window. I glanced over as the wind caught her hair. Beads of sweat were running down her neck and she used her loose-fitting tank top to wipe them. Her top settled back down and I could clearly see the outline of her small pert breasts. Her large nipples pushing against the fabric, stirred by the cooling air flowing into the car. I turned back to the road, rolling down my own window thinking about how lucky I was.
I met Olivia when she moved to Oregon after finishing school on the East Coast. We had both attended the same small school. I graduated the year before and although we didn't know each other very well, she reached out to me once she was settled in Portland. We hit it off right away and grabbing coffee in the afternoon turned into lunch, then dinner... breakfast the next morning... two years later here we are. Olivia was petite, about 4 foot 11, with smooth and richly-colored olive skin (thus her name). Although her frame was slight, she wasn't waifish. Her arms were toned from years of yoga, she had small but shapely breasts, and a trim waist that curved out to a large, firm ass that filled - almost obscenely - the short-shorts she was wearing.
The highway ahead stretched out uninterrupted and I took the opportunity to glance over again. Olivia was unbuckling her seat belt. She turned toward me, bringing her knees onto her seat and stretching to the back of the car. I heard the top of the small cooler we brought being opened. Her ass was flexing next to my face as she rummaged and I took the opportunity to grab each cheek giving them a squeeze. Olivia reached an arm toward me and swatted blindly, "Hey!" she yelled. I withdrew my hand as she pulled herself out of the back, returning her ass to the passenger seat. She was holding two water bottles.
"You know I hate it when you do that," she reminded me.
"I couldn't help myself," I replied, "It was too tempting." She said nothing, but I think she may have been smiling as she handed me one of the water bottles.
"Thanks," I said. I opened the bottle with my teeth, dropping the lid to my lap as I took a drink. It felt amazing and cooled me down. Not only was it hot, but my cock had been hard since I saw Olivia strolling around the apartment naked this morning as we prepared to leave. We were both naked, trying to beat the heat, but she took the opportunity to tease me... bending over right in front of me, climbing on the counter to reach something she didn't need, and brushing her hand against my cock each time she walked by. I tried to grab her, but she leapt away, wagging her finger at me. I opted for loose fitting shorts for the drive - they still felt too tight. I placed the ice-cold water bottle between my legs, trying to calm things down, but when I glanced at Olivia she was rolling her water bottled across the exposed area of her chest and neck. The sun glinted off her now wet skin and goosebumps raised across her forearms and the side of her breast exposed by large arm holes of her top. So much for cooling things down.
After double checking the directions scrawled on back of an envelope, I saw our exit coming up ahead and refocused as I knew the next several miles would be on minimally marked forest service roads. The car bounced as I pulled off the smooth highway onto a gravel road. We reluctantly rolled up the windows as our wheels kicked up the dry dust. Without the constant air flow the car warmed quickly. I switched the miserable AC on and it wheezed out a weak breath of slightly cooler air. The road was getting rough and as it switch-backed up the hill, our small car rattled and slid, kicking up gravel and dirt as the wheels spun, trying to find purchase. Olivia reached across the console and braced herself by placing her hand on my thigh.
"Don't worry, we'll go slow," I said, dropping a hand to grab hers. I felt her relax a bit as I reduced speed and we made more even, less bouncy, progress. She left her hand in my lap as we plodded along and although I was focusing on the road, part of me was keenly aware that her hand had worked its way on top of my semi-hard cock. It twitched a bit from the extra heat and pressure. When I felt her squeeze just a little, blood rushed into it and I was again straining the fabric of my shorts. I quickly looked to my side. She was looking at the road ahead, but she was smiling.
The road leveled and smoothed a bit and a few moments later we were pulling into a little parking area by the trail head. The lake was about a quarter mile from the road, so we grabbed our gear and headed up the trail. I let Oliva head up the trail first, my eyes glued to her tight-fitting shorts.
Tall pine trees surrounded us, offering welcome shade. It smelled amazing and best of all it was quiet. I was worried that we would get up here and find a raucous group of people, but so far I had neither seen nor heard any sign of another person. The trail curved around a small ravine and led up a steep slope. It was a bit treacherous but completely worth it. We came to the end of the trail and found ourselves on the edge of a small cliff overlooking large circular lake of clear blue-green water.
"The article said this is a caldera... part of an extinct volcano," said Olivia, "It's beautiful."
I hugged her from behind and bent down, kissing her neck. I could taste the saltiness of her sweat and smell the subtle coconut of her lotion. She leaned her weight into me as I lifted her up. Kissing and lightly biting her shoulder. She moaned softly, but pulled away. I held on for moment, then let go.
"Let's find a spot," she said.
We circled around the lake and settled on a little rocky outcrop with a broad flat area that had easy access to the water. We laid our towels down and started undressing. Olivia pulled her barely-there tank off first. She covered herself with one arm while pulling her bathing suit top out. She was about to put it on when stopped looked around, seeing no one she dropped it back into her bag. She then undid the buttons on her shorts but before she went any further she turned her back to me. Sliding her shorts down, bending over, her ass, clad in a skimpy bathing suit bottom came into view. She shimmied a bit, working the small shorts down her thighs and calves. Stepping out of them she stood back up and turned her head back to see if she had gotten my attention. She had. I was frozen in mid motion, pulling my shirt off.
After a beat, I came to my senses and pulled my shirt off. I was already wearing swimming trunks, but decided to one up Olivia and pulled them off as well, flinging them down between us as if it were a gauntlet. After her little show, my cock was erect, standing out in front of me. I'm average in the size department, a tad over six inches with a slight curve to the left, but it has served me well.
