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I watched him get out of his car as I unloaded the last of my gear. He was not bad looking; fit body, tall, dark hair, smiling eyes, salt and pepper goatee, a bit older than me. His dog bounded out of the car and came right up to me. I bent over to pet her and got a wet kiss on the hand. He walked over, leash in hand to retrieve her. We talked for a few minutes about the campsite, the weather, his drive and the book he was reading.
I headed over to my campsite and started to set up my tent. I could feel his stare. I turned to look and could tell he was undressing me with his eyes, I felt a pleasant tingle start to spread through me. He smiled at me with admiration, after all, how many women tent camp in the Sierras alone anymore? He wandered over to my campsite and we chatted a bit more as he laced up his hiking boots. He filled his water bottle at the spigot next to my camp and then he and the dog left for a hike.
I finished setting up my tent and the rest of my camp site. I was hungry so I sat down to have lunch. I watched the birds and the squirrels play. I listened to the wind in the trees. I felt completely at ease even though I was all alone. After I stowed my food in the bear box, filled my camelback and grabbed my survival knife, I set out on a hike of my own.
The plan to spend the weekend in the Sierras, camping above 8000 feet, was a last minute one. Several friends had begged me to drive them up to the trail head they liked to back pack from for one last trip of the summer. They invited me to go with them, but I was not quite up to that challenge. Rather than go home and pick them up the next day, I decided to grab my gear and tent camp for the night. Some fresh air, peace and quiet and a few small hikes sounded perfect!
My hike took me down a trail that lead to a large meadow. A small seasonal creek lazily meandered through the meadow before heading back into the trees. I wandered along the creek a ways, watching the water bugs skate over the top. I went back to the path and followed it along a hill until it reached the trees. Being alone, I decided against heading up into the trees, I wasn't interested in seeing a mountain lion up close. I hiked back to the creek and found a large rock to stretch out on. The rock was taller than me and slanted at just the right angle to lie back on. I took off my camelback and knife and stretched out, hands laced behind my head to watch the clouds come in. The breeze blew my hair as the sun warmed my skin.
Laying there, thinking about the male hiker, I began to rub my breasts through my shirt. My nipples were rather perky. I looked around and seeing no one, I lifted my shirt and pulled my ample breasts out, caressing them. I took several pictures as my hands continued to massage my breasts. I pulled on my hardened nipples. I felt my clit begin to throb and I pulled harder. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. I lifted a breast to my mouth and sucked and bit on my sensitive nipple. My right hand slid down to rub my mound through my loose fitting pants. I pulled my lacy panties up so that they were tight against my now throbbing clit, making it ache. The roughness of the lace felt amazing. I couldn't stand it. Right there, on the rock in the middle of the meadow, I slid my fingers inside my pants, under my panties and plunged them deep into my soaked pussy. My fingers deep, my palm rubbing my clit, my head thrown back, hair trailing, I fucked myself hard. It took only minutes before I was shaking and moaning in an intense orgasm. My pussy quivered against my fingers as I drove them in me over and over.
Shockwaves subsiding, I opened my eyes to see him, and his dog, standing there. He was watching me while his hand slowly rubbed the obvious bulge in his pants. I licked my lips and beckoned him to come join me. Telling the dog to stay, he slowly walked towards the rock, still rubbing himself. I could see a small, damp spot forming at the top of the outline of his manhood and wondered just how long he had been watching. His dog sat down on the grass at the foot of the rock. He climbed up the rock and kneeled in front of me. He parted my legs so that he could ease his body on top of mine. My heart was pounding. His lips took mine roughly and my whole body responded.
