It was two days after Christmas and my stepsister and I had decided to to spend the day hiking in the mountains. Our parents were married about a year-and-a-half before. Tamara had commuted to her old high school to finish her senior year, and now is a Freshman at the University, So we really had spent very little time together and didn't know each other very well. But we both said that we liked to hike, and this sounded like a good way to get out of the house and to get to know one another.
She's about 7 months older than me, and I recently had my 18th birthday. My birthday had just missed the cutoff, so I am one of the oldest in my high school Senior Class. I have run track and cross country and am something of an outdoors nut. She was a cheerleader in high school and she claims to be an avid hiker. Dad says she's a good student. We'll see.
I had picked out a mountain hike about 12 miles long. I could do it easily in 4 or 5 hours without running. With 9 - 10 hours of daylight we would have plenty of time to finish, even if she was slow. We got up early, had a hearty breakfast - well. I had a hearty breakfast, she had a girly breakfast. We were at the trailhead by 8 o'clock and had packed our fanny packs with a good trail lunch. I, of course, had a topographic map of the area and my compass. She had her PHONE!
We had been on the trail for about an hour-and-a-half when the weather seemed to be changing. I had checked the weather last night, and it was supposed to be fair. But it was clouding up and the temperature was dropping. We picked up our pace, but in another 15 minutes there was snow in the air.
We were not half way around the loop hike, but the portion of trails that we had completed had some sections that were both steep and narrow and would be treacherous if they were slick. The last part of the loop would not be so steep. So we decided to push on as quickly as was safe.
We moved along the trail as fast as we safely could, but the weather continued to become worse and worse. Now we could barely see 20 feet in front of us. And it was still getting worse!
Soon the trail was over five inches deep with snow and it was piling up fast! We were in trouble, and we both knew it. There was no way that we could go back down that steep, narrow, treacherous section of trail now! We were slipping along the trail, and we were even having trouble being sure that we were staying on the trail.
We continued to forge ahead, we had little choice. We pushed on through the now blinding snow. Soon we could not see 5 feet in front of us!
We huddled together and looked at the map. It showed a small cabin that should be only about a half mile from our position -- cross country! It would be really tough hiking cross country in mountainous terrain during this blizzard. But our only other choice would be to huddle in the middle of the trail and hope that we could survive until the storm broke. Neither of us liked that idea very much. So, cross country it was!
As we started out it was really tough going. We were slipping and sliding. Progress was measured in inches and feet. We could hardly tell where we were or where we were going. I was checking my compass almost constantly.
After more than two hours of slogging through the snow, tripping on unseen tree roots, tangling with briers, and falling down more times than we could count, we were about three-fourths of the way to the cabin - if my map reading was accurate.
We had finally come to a flat, open area. Maybe we had finally gotten a break! We were about half way across the clearing when there was a big "CRACK"! This was NOT a clearing! This was a small lake! And the ice was cracking! We tried to race to the far side, but we didn't make it. We dropped through the surface into the water below!
The water was only about four feet deep, but we were thoroughly soaked! In this cold, that was a problem! Hypothermia! It could set in quickly and it was deadly!
We scrambled out of the pond, I quickly found where we were on the map and we adjusted our course. We were fairly close to the cabin! Scrambling as fast as we could, we arrived at the cabin about 20 minutes later, shivering almost uncontrollably. We are in severe danger of dying from hypothermia!
Shaking uncontrollably as we enter the cabin, I could see that it was dry, and there was a stack of firewood near the fireplace. I asked Tammi to look for a rope, or something to use as a drying line. Shaking wildly, I stacked some kindling and logs in the fireplace. Finding some matches, I lit the fire.
But we are both still shaking uncontrollably. We were still in trouble. I stretched out the rope and tied it up. Then I peeled off my soaking wet coat and hung it on the rope, instructing Tammi to do the same. It was still freezing in the cabin, we were still in trouble!
I peeled off my wet shirt and pants and moved in front of the fire. Tammi was shivering like crazy when I told her that she had to get out of those dripping wet clothes. She was reluctant to do so, but she saw the sense of my suggestion and finally peeled off her wet shirt and pants.
We were standing in front of the fire and it was beginning to burn nicely. There was a bear skin hanging on the wall. I grabbed it and spread it out on the floor in front of the fireplace.
But we were still shivering uncontrollably. I realized that my cotton underwear was still holding a great amount of cold water. I told Tammi about my realization, and that I was going to remove my underwear as well.
She shook her head vehemently, as she shivered uncontrollably. I peeled off my underwear, hung it on the rope, and then I lay down on the bear skin.
Being nearly frozen, my cock and balls were shrunken up until they had almost disappeared. I guess that between my unimposing masculine appearance, and her own continuing shivering, Tammi finally decided that being warm and dry was more important than her modesty. She pulled off her wet bra and panties, hung them on the drying rope, and lay down on the rug.
But she was still shivering. Actually, so was I. I suggested that we should move together and share our body heat. I moved up against her body, my front against her back, and wrapped an arm around her. In moments our shivering was somewhat less pronounced. We were winning the battle against hypothermia! Maybe we weren't going to die!
I slipped my other arm under her head and wrapped it around her too. Our shared body heat and the warmth from the fire was beginning to make a difference! Our shivering was beginning to diminish.
As I held Tammi, her breathing began to become deeper and more regular. We had struggled through the snow and across the mountain side for hours. We had fought off hypothermia. Now she was getting warm, and she was exhausted. She was drifting off to sleep.
As I lay there, my arms wrapped around her, I was warming up too. And I realized that her breast was resting on my arm. And WHAT a breast it was! She had to have at least a "D" cup!
I was warming up. I was also thinking about the beautiful, feminine body next to me. This was a bit of a problem. The cold was no longer affecting my cock, but her body certainly was! While she slept in my arms, my cock was now growing to its full 8+" length and it was pressing firmly against her bottom. The more I tried to NOT think about the beautiful girl beside me, the harder my cock became. While she was sleeping, there was no way that I would be getting any sleep!
My cock was trying to burrow its way between Tammi's legs. Apparently in her sleep she was aware of the pressure and she shifted her legs slightly. My conscience-less hard cock took advantage of the shift to press more deeply between her legs. A couple more such movements and my cock was extended completely between her legs and it was pressing right against her pussy lips!
As she continued to sleep, Tammi continued to move and shift her legs and body. Then she exhaled a sigh! Then another! Her body was now frequently moving around, rubbing her pussy lips against my rigid cock. Then she moaned!
And then she was awake!
"What are you doing!?" She exclaimed as she jerked away from me.
"Nothing!" I said defensively, my cock shrinking slightly.
"What were you doing to me?"
"I wasn't DOING anything! YOU were moving against me! And my cock simply responded!"
"Really?!" She asked, totally disbelieving.
"Really!" I said. Then I continued, "What man's cock would NOT respond to holding and lying next to such a beautiful woman?"
