1 comments/ 22464 views/ 3 favorites Sounds of the Woods Ch. 02 By: BlueFish11 Zack awoke to the smell of coffee and eggs and bacon. He heard the sounds of the campers moving amidst the morning mist. Children ran past their campsite -- others on bikes, the whir of their tires stirring up the dust on the dirt road. Parents yelled for their kids to come back and sit to eat breakfast. He rolled over and instead of Liz's warm body he found her side of the sleeping bag already cooled. As he rubbed the sleep from his face he caught a whiff of her scent. His hands still smelled like her. There was nothing better than waking up still smelling of her. He sat up, ran a hand through his bed hair and attempted to pull on his sweats half stooped over inside the tent. His foot caught on the edge of the mattress and he fell over, his feet tangled in his clothes, banging his head on the duffel bags. "Shit." He muttered as he disengaged his feet from the sweats and started the process over. He looked up as he heard Liz's laughter at the door of the tent. "I guess you aren't a Happy Morning Camper?" "We need a bigger tent!" He said. Staring at the sunshine which was filtered through the trees and glowing around her hair. Her dark hair was loose around her face, cascading down her shoulders. He followed the curves of her body down her plaid lumberjack flannel shirt, the top several buttons undone and the swell of her cleavage a tease. Her shirt hung over her jeans and the laces of her hiking boots snaked in the grass. She watched him look at her. She held a cup of coffee out to him as he unzipped the tent and yanked a sweatshirt over his head. "Ready for some Joe? Breakfast is ready sir." She handed him his coffee and leaned into him and kissed him. She tasted of coffee and smelled of campfire. She pulled him by his free hand -- her other hand held her coffee cup. He sat at the picnic table next to the campfire and noticed she had stoked the fire and it was crackling and popping already. "What time did you get up babe?" He was still sleepy. "What time is it now?" They both jumped as a bicycle crashed through their campsite startling them. A kid raced past the table on his way to another site. "Are we paying extra for him?" Liz laughed at Zack's sour face. "To answer your questions, I got up about 9 and it is after 10 now." "Really? This fresh air and good sex must have made me extra tired!" He pulled her into his lap and kissed her deep. His hand on her knee and his other hand cupped her breast. Her breast fit nicely in his hand and he was happy to feel no bra as her nipple began to harden in his palm. "Hungry?" She said sexily. "Coffee, tea or me." She lowered her lips to his. Her fingers tracing his jaw line and she caressed the beard stubble on his chin. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. I like this morning." He kissed her and she rose and put breakfast on the table. Liz watched his jaw muscles working as he chewed. His eyes met hers and they held. Just looking at each other, not speaking. They ate that way, content to sit in the sun, the morning breeze causing the leaves to fall from the trees like snow from a winter sky. Zack grabbed the coffee pot, "Want a warm up?" "Sure." She held her mug towards him. "What exactly were you going to warm up?" Zack looked back and forth at their campsite set up. The truck blocked most of the view from the dirt road. The bushes and trees, still heavy with fall foliage, separated them from the campsites on either side. The neighboring sites were close to them but deserted at the moment. As if she was reading his mind, she walked to the truck and pulled out the leaflet that they had received when they checked-in the previous evening. He watched her ass moving in her jeans and felt himself beginning to wake. She put the leaflet on the table and took his coffee mug from his hand. He watched as she cleared the dishes from the table, hurriedly stacking them in the wash basin at the end of the table. He sat straddling the bench and she sat facing him, straddling his legs and the bench. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed the end of his nose, his chin and ran her tongue over his lips. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. "Grrrrrr." He kissed her on the mouth, his fingers tracing circle on the small of her back. "Wanna go play in the tent?" She said quietly in between kisses. "No. I wanna play on our picnic table." He began unbuttoning the rest of her flannel shirt. He lowered his mouth to her erect nipple. Sucking it against the roof of his mouth as he rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "Oh, oh Zack." She tried to push him away. "What if someone sees?" He laughed as she glanced back and forth from the road to the surrounding campsites. Both his hands cupping her breasts, kneading them as he pushed her head back with his own, exposing her neck to his mouth. He sucked on her neck, kissing her and feeling her pulse through her skin against his lips. He could sense she was torn between her body's response to his strummings and her worry over being outside. "Baby, no one will see. Maybe if that kid crashes back through here and sees us both naked he will stay on the road next time!!" He laughed as she gently slapped him. "You slapped me!" He reached behind her and pulled her hair, at the nape of her neck. That gentle tug made her back arch, pressing her erect nipples into his. "Ahh." Her eyes half closed and her mouth turned up. He kissed her throat and cupped her ass. Caressing her through her jeans. He moved his fingers along the seam of her jeans between her legs. She was warm. She moaned in his ear. He nipped at her neck. Cupping her ass with one hand he moved his other hand to the front her jeans. He popped the button open and pulled the zipper down. She was pinned on his lap, her legs spread over his legs and around the bench. He watched her face, her breathing already becoming shallow in anticipation of his touch. Her eyes moved over his face. Her belly taut, waiting for him to touch her. He slowly circled her belly button. He slid his fingertip into her belly button, feeling her shudder. Her ass moved trying to escape his hand. He clamped his lips on her nipple and moved his fingers from her belly button and right inside the top of her panties. One motion he was gliding over her pubic bone and spreading her lips with his fingers. Her breath whistled from her lips as she jerked her hips, grinding on his fingers. He pressed two fingers into her wetness and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Her jeans kept his hand tight against her skin. Her mouth opened and she tilted her head back. The sun on her face, her chestnut hair falling down her back. He pulled her shirt open with his free hand and pulled her chin down till her eyes were looking into his. "Look at me. I want to see it in your eyes when you cum." He said softly as he caused more friction between her legs. Her cheeks reddened and she half closed her eyes, moaning again. "No, open your eyes. Let me see you." Her eye lids fluttered as she struggled between letting go and trying to maintain control and not let him see her lose control. As she rocked on his hand her shirt fell to her hips. Her nipples hardened further as the air hit them. A leaf fell and landed on her chest, sliding down between them as she moved. "Uhhhhh, uhhhhh that feels so good. I am going to cum." She uttered the words, still struggling to maintain eye contact. He felt her getting hotter and wetter as his fingers played her. He knew she was almost there. "Go. Let it go. Yes, yes baby." He urged her on. She pushed her toes into the dirt as she captured his hand between her thighs and he felt her body shake as the orgasm rolled over her. He watched her face, her eyes; the way her mouth opened in a circle as her face turned a deep red knowing he saw all of it. His urge suddenly so great he withdrew his hand and lifted her off his lap. He tore off his sweatshirt and threw it to the ground as he walked to the end of the picnic table. She had thrown a woven cloth over the table before breakfast. She joined him, glancing at the campsites next door and pulling her shirt back up her shoulders. "No, no. You are beautiful in the sunlight. Leave it off." He pushed his sweats down his thighs, his erection free from the material, the end of his cock gleamed in the sunlight with his pre-cum. She stared as he pulled her shirt back off and dropped it in the grass. Grasping the tops of her jeans and pulling them off her hips. "Zack, I don't think we should..." She trailed of as he turned and nudged her face down on the picnic table. He stood on her jeans so when she stepped closer to the table she was completely naked before him. He bent over her, his hard shaft between her ass, the head of his cock rubbing her soaked lips. He touched her shoulders and grabbed her earlobe in his teeth. "I love you." He breathed. "I love you." She moaned back at him. He entered her without using his hands to guide his cock to her. She pressed back into him. She was so hot and wet. He grasped her shoulders harder. He brushed her hair to one side. Looking at the tattoo on the back of her neck, he kissed it. Pressing his teeth into her shoulder blade, his breath was heavy on her. "Do you trust me?" He asked as he thrust into her faster. Feeling her pump back, getting hotter and hotter she responded, "Yes, ohhh, fuck me I trust you." They read each other's movements and adjusted to the other's speed. Her ass bumping his legs as he filled her with his cock. He pulled out of her and ran his hands down her body, holding her hips. "Don't stop! Please don't stop. I want your cock back in me." She pleaded. He pressed the tip of his wet, throbbing hard as steel cock against her tight ass. "Remember you trust me." He said, not giving her time to answer as he pressed slowly till the head of his cock was inside her ass. "Zack, whaaat. Ohhhhhh. What are you doing?" She first pulled away and then slid back on him so he was deeper inside her. "Slow, baby, take me slow." He murmured into her hair, it was taking all his control to not plow her right then. The feeling of the sun, his hands on her naked body, his cock in her virgin ass and the gentle breeze on their skin heightened his need. He stopped, holding his breath to see how she would respond. Thinking he wasn't sure what had possessed him to try this here and now. She moaned, arched her back, throwing her hair back as she slid, just a little back and forth on his cock. He spit on his hand, moistening his cock; amazed as he watched it move further into her. He could neither contain his rising orgasm nor his excitement. He grabbed her leg just inside her knee and pulled it up onto the table. She grasped the rough edges of the picnic table, the table cloth rough on her naked belly. Her cheek on the cloth, lips parted as she let the warmth of his intrusion bring her closer to orgasm. She pressed back and they began to slowly move together. She could feel his restraint, his breathing coming in sharp intakes and exhales of October air. That excited her even more. His hands flexing on her hips as he desperately tried to maintain his control. As she grew used to accommodating him she moved faster, she drew his orgasm from him. He could no longer hold back and with one hand on her hip he reach up and pulled her hair with the other hand. She felt his sweat drip onto her back and rode his cock. She could feel him unload his orgasm deep in her ass. His moan louder that hers as he came again and again. "Zack, pull my hair harder." She yelled at him. She rocked against him twice more and as he pulled one final time on her hair she came again. An orgasm unlike any she had previously had. "Oh, Zack, ahhhhhhhh." Zack collapsed on top of her. His sweat slickened body sticking to hers and the boards of the table against her hip bones. "Liz." He said and trailed off. "Glad I trusted you, baby." She said softly. "But get off me. We are naked on a picnic table in broad daylight." He rose from her, his legs shaky. "Babe, I hate to tell you. Two or three cars rolled by when you were orgasming." He laughed as she blushed further. "Zack! You are fired as the lookout." She nervously glanced around and grabbed her clothes; making a beeline for the tent. Liz was getting dressed as she looked out of the tent at Zack pulling up his sweats at the picnic table. The quietness was interrupted by a crashing of a bicycle through the bushes in their campsite again. Liz fell to the sleeping bags laughing. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Hope you enjoyed the read. Thanks for editing!! Sounds of the Woods Ch. 03 The rest of Saturday was bright and sunny. A perfect camping weekend -- warm during the day and cool at night so you could enjoy the fire. Zack and Liz spent the day at the lake, canoeing and swimming, enjoying each other. That night they had a great dinner of steaks cooked over the fire, baked potatoes cooked right in the coals and Liz made a salad. They polished off several bottles of wine with and after dinner. They lounged in each others arms by the fire. Dozing off with full bellies and the effect of the wine. The day had been perfect. Hours later they awakened in the lounge chair, the fire had died, it was a little chilly. Liz yawned and stretched as she looked at Zack. Zack picked Liz up and carried her to the tent. She unzipped the tent door and he set her inside. She went down on her knees and unzipped his jeans on her way down. Zack, for once, hadn't even been thinking about sex. But, now that she mentioned it. Zack's cock began to throb as she pulled his cock out of his boxers and immediately sucked it into her mouth, he was still standing outside the tent. Her mouth was warm and wet and she was gobbling his cock like she had never done it before. He watched her head bobbing up and down and tangled his hands in her long, dark hair. His touch spurred her on faster. He pressed his finger tips into the back of her head, her soft hair like silk. Her mouth moved up and down his shaft. Her tongue flicking back and forth along the underside of his cock. She sucked the head of his cock, her teeth lightly touching him, her tongue rippling around the head. She grabbed his thigh to steady herself as she devoured him. Her other hand cupped his balls, her middle finger stroking him slowly. The night air picked up, blowing her hair across his stomach and along his thighs, tickling his cock and balls. Some of the strands got stuck to him in her saliva. She took as much of him back in her throat as she could fit. He felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and he interlaced his fingers behind her neck. Pulling and pushing her hot mouth faster and faster up and down his cock. She moaned and stoked his balls faster as he pumped into her. "Liz, I am going to cum. Where do you want me to cum." He knew what her answer was going to be, and knew what her reaction would be when he asked the question. She strummed her finger back and forth and sucked his cock deep in her throat, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat with every stroke. The only thing in Zack's mind was releasing his load down the back of her throat. He like to watch her swallow him. The thought of her swallowing was what pushed him over the orgasm edge. His legs tensed she grabbed his thighs as she sucked him deep one final time and exactly his thoughts from a few seconds before repeated in reality. She swallowed every ounce of him. Time slowed and she withdrew him from her mouth, kissed the end of his cock, causing it to jump against her chin. She flung her hair back, rested back on her knees as he watched her throat move. Her tongue snaked between her lips, licking the remaining essence of him. She climbed in the sleeping bag and closed her eyes. He stepped into the tent and zipped it shut. Climbing in behind her he kissed her head. "Love you Liz." He murmured against the silk. "Mmmmm, you too." She softly responded followed by her sleep breathing. +++++++++++++++++++++ Sunday morning they awoke to an overcast day. Warmer than the previous two days and slightly humid. Liz had wanted to hike to the fire tower before they left. They got dressed, ate breakfast and broke camp. Liz was wearing shorts and hiking boots with a tank top. Zack admired her ass as she helped him pack the car. He grabbed her from time to time, kissing her long and deep. The sky had grown more overcast and Liz kissed him and said, "Lets move it or we won't make it to the fire tower." He kissed her again, reached for her hand and they walked to the back of the campground and started up the trail. The path was only wide enough for one person to walk comfortably so he encouraged Liz to walk ahead first. He wanted to continue to admire her ass. Just not sure how he would be able to walk the 2 miles with a raging hard-on. Liz watched the glimpses of the tower through breaks in the trees. A fine mist began about ¾ of the way up the path. She felt Zack's fingers brush against her ass and the backs of her legs as they walked. They walked in silence. Neither one wanting to go home yet. By the time they reached the base of the tower the mist had picked up. Zack brushed the water out of his eyes and watched as the mist beaded on Liz's shoulders and ran down the middle of her back. Her tank top was clingy to her body as was her shorts. He pushed her by the ass towards the opening in the woods at the base of the fire tower. Not able to wait to see her breasts through the wet material. She turned and faced him, her nipples erect, beads of water on her chest -- he kissed the tip of her nose. Licked the drops of water off her lips. "Your it!" Liz pushed his chest and began to run up the steps of the tower. "Hey!!" Zack took off after her. Liz out raced him and made it to the top. Zack slowed down and walked the remaining ten steps. He stepped into the open top of the tower and looked at Liz staring out over the mountains. The mist, now a gentle rain had scared any remaining hikers and they were alone. Zack walked up behind Liz, cupped her ass and ran his hands around to the front of her. She was wet all over. He pushed her tank up as he felt her stomach and ribs and cupped her breasts from behind her. Liz loved to feel his hands on her, his touch made her wet with anticipation. She pushed her ass into him and felt his desire there. She leaned on the railing. "Fuck me here, right here." He palmed her breasts as he ground his cock against her ass. Kissing the back of her neck he released one breast and pulled her panties to the side. His fingers found her ready, wet hot inside and wet coolness outside. She moaned and reached behind her, stroking his cock through his jeans. The rain began to come down harder. She raised her face to it. He unzipped his pants and peeled them down to his knees. Still holding her panties and shorts out of the way, he touched his cock to her heat and pressed forward as she pressed back. He entered her fully. The cold rain on his thighs and the sensation of her hot core wrapped around his cock was an interesting combination. She pulled her tank top over her head and cupped her hands over his on her breasts. He placed his hands on her shoulders as he throbbed inside her. She bucked back against him, her head thrown back against his chest. She rolled her nipples and yelled into the rain as he pumped her. The harder the rain, the louder she yelled. He joined her noises as he pumped faster and faster. His urge to cum taking over any other thoughts. He raised his face to the sky, feeling the water running down the inside of his shirt, he glanced down and saw her nipples hard and wet between her fingers. She bucked faster and harder against him and he felt her tighten on his cock as she screamed aloud. Pressing back as the orgasm washed over her. He pumped several more times and with a guttural moan released inside her again. He pumped twice more and gathered her in his arms. She giggled against him and soon they were both laughing, their clothes drenched, hair plastered to their heads. "Guess I put that fire out!" He laughed as he kissed her. +++++++++++++++++++++ Cheers to my Editor!! Thanks for the reads and the votes people!!