11 comments/ 84072 views/ 18 favorites Backpack Vacation Set-Up By: m_storyman_x Life is a bitch. Just ask anyone and they will confirm it. No matter what you do, sooner or later life will jump up and smack you in the face and remind you that you are a relatively insignificant speck on the face of the earth, barely worthy of breathing air. And if you need any further confirmation, just ask my ex wife, she will be more than happy to confirm that little fact about men in general and me in specific. I guess these things happen, divorce I mean. The really shitty part is that no matter how much we fought, I really did still love her, which is probably why after three years I still haven't started dating. Oh, don't get me wrong I have gone out to a bar a few times, but I just never quite got to where I felt like I could pick someone up without a guilty conscience. My friends have told me to move on, my lawyer told me to move on, even my family told me to move on. At forty-five, doing so is a lot harder than being told to do so. I really hadn't had a vacation since the divorce, turning myself into a workaholic, but Mark, my best friend, finally talked me into getting away with him and his wife for a backpack trip into the mountains. I hadn't been backpacking since I was a kid, and I remembered the how much fun it was. I'm certainly not in as good of shape as I was back then, but he assured me that I would do fine, and that I would certainly not be a third wheel. His wife, Tina, a real live blond bombshell, had another friend going along and I would make a fine addition to their small group for the trip. As the time approached, the trip seemed to be all Mark could talk about. The beautiful pristine wilderness, vast expanses of mountain scenery, fresh air... as he put it, all the best things in life could be found on a mountain top. I am quite sure he is ignoring the effort required to get there in the first place. But then I guess I'm a bit more cynical than he is at this point in my life, having a bit more than a dozen years on him. He took me on a shopping trip to Bass Pro to get a new pack and certain other gear I would need, like hiking boots, smartwool socks, zip-off pants, and other assorted but equally important items. To my surprise a tent was not on the shopping list. Apparently my hiking partner was an experienced backpacker and would have a tent I could share. No point in carrying anything I didn't have to, or so he said. He also told me to go shopping and find the lightest weight underwear I could, preferably not cotton. I would only use 2 pair on the trip, one to wear and one to carry. Every ounce counted because by the end of the day an ounce felt like a pound. I arrived at Mark's house on the appointed morning. I was dressed for a car ride, rather than hiking, wearing a pair of exercise shorts and t-shirt and not at all looking forward to the twelve hour ride to the trailhead in Colorado. "Hey Mike!" Mark called as he came out of the house with a load of gear to pack into the back of his suburban. "I see you made it! You got all your gear?" "Yep! All set I hope!" I called back as I dug my pack and a duffel of assorted travel items out of the back of my truck, trying hard to sound positive and upbeat. I had my doubts about this trip and had really considered begging off at the last minute, but decided that I spent all the money, so I might as well go. "Good! You're going to have a great time!" He said as he walked over and took my pack from me with a grunt. "Damn, what do you have in here?" "Just what you told me to pack, plus a few odds and ends." "You may want to drop those odds and ends, or you're going to be crying by the time you get to the top of the first mountain pass. It's only 3500 feet up." Now I was really starting to regret not begging off. "Ok. I guess I better go through it." I mumbled, taking the pack back. "Hey Mike! Good to see you!" Tina said as she came out of the house with an arm load of gear. Now I called Tina a bombshell before, but in some ways that really doesn't do her justice. She is about five seven and all of a hundred thirty pounds soaking wet, and a good chunk of that had to be in her size D tits, which in the sports bra and pink tank top looked even bigger. She had on a pair of pink biker shorts that clung to her body like a second skin, outlining the muscles of her long legs like the frame around a Van Gogh, and the tight material gave me a pretty good clue to the shape of her pussy. Her medium length blond hair bounced, as did her magnificent tits, as she hopped down the stairs on the front walk. If she wasn't married to my best friend I would probably try to have sex with her right then and there. "Hey Tina. Looking good as usual!" "Oh... That's sweet. Thanks! I can always count on a compliment from you. Good thing my husband isn't the jealous type!" she said with a smile. "What's the long face for?" "Gotta go back through my pack. You're not jealous type husband said I packed a bit heavy." I replied as I set the pack down and crouched down to dig through it and toss the items I didn't need back into my truck. "Oh. Well I'd believe him on that one." She said with a grin. "He knows all about taking too much weight." "Done it once or twice?" I asked her as I started unzipping compartments. "Oh yeah!" she said with a giggle. "In more ways than one!" I looked up at her quizzically, but all she did was look off into space for a moment, obviously remembering some event of her past. "So how's Mike?" I heard a female voice say from behind me. I swiveled on the balls of my feet to look behind me, and was stunned. Yep stunned was the best word I could use to describe the sight I saw. I hadn't seen Carol, Tina's sister, in quite a few years, and back then she was, for lack of a better term, a hefty smurf. The face was obviously Carol, buy the body was anything but! She stood behind me looking very much like Tina, thin muscular legs, slender build and a pair of probably C size tits that were barely contained in the short, halter top style summer dress she was wearing. If she weighed more than a hundred twenty pounds it would have to be dripping wet. She had long blond hair, much longer than Tina, hanging down over one shoulder, and absolutely gorgeous. It took me several long moments before I was able to close my mouth and not look like a dufus. "You can put your eyes back in their sockets any time you want!" Tina said with a laugh, giving me a soft slug in the shoulder. "I'm sorry." I stammered as I stood up and held a hand out to her. "Good to see you again. It's been a lot of years." Carol said almost shyly. "Um, yeah, it has." I stammered as she shook my hand gently. I had to admit it was pretty stupid to shake her hand, but my mind hadn't quite started to function properly yet. "So you want a hand?" She asked as she let go of my hand. "Um sure." I replied about as smoothly as sandpaper. "I'll let you two work on this. I've got plenty of other things to do." Tina said as she got up. "Oh by the way... Carol is going to be your hiking partner, hope you don't mind!" She said over her shoulder as she headed toward the house. My hiking partner? I looked at Carol, very attracted, and at the same time couldn't help but realize I had been set up. "Sure, that's fine!" I called back as Carol squatted down started pulling stuff out of my pack. We had my pack almost completely empty before it completely sunk in... Carol was my hiking partner. Which meant that since Mark said I didn't need a tent, I could share one with my hiking partner... Oh yes, I had been set up, quite thoroughly. "So let's see. Gotta have this stuff." She said as she put my small camp stove and fuel off to one side. "And gotta eat." She continued as she moved the packets of freeze dried food to that same pile. We worked our way through my pack, keeping those things I needed and adding quite a few things to the pile that I really didn't need. Finally it was down to my clothes. She picked up my pants and unrolled them, my pairs of spare socks and underwear falling out of the roll onto the ground. She picked up a pair of tiny blue synthetic men's bikini underwear and held them up between us. "Hmmm... can't wait to see you in these little jewels!" she said with a sly grin. I practically snatched them away from her before wadding them up and rolling them into a shirt. "He said small synthetic ones. It was all I could get." I mumbled in embarrassment. "Oh don't get me wrong, those are perfect for the trip. I'm just kind of looking forward to seeing you wear them." "Should be good for a laugh I suppose." I said with a frown as I rolled my socks back into my spare pants. "Actually, I don't think it will be funny at all. I think you'll probably look pretty good in them." She said quietly, running a finger down my arm. "I mean mine are pretty skimpy too." She finished, pulling the hem of her short skirt up far enough to give me a peak at her tiny white lacy bikini underwear. I'm not sure if it was the move that shocked me or the fact that I could clearly see the complete lack of pussy hair, or the fact that my dick suddenly decided to be a self erecting tent pole. Whatever the reason, I was shocked and did little more than stare at her lace covered pussy until she slid the hem back down, breaking my stare and the momentary spell. "Well...um... Aren't women supposed to wear that kind of underwear?" I asked weakly. "Sure, but men can too. Specially if they look good in them, and I have a hunch that you will!" She said as she started packing the pile of keeper stuff back into my pack. It only took a few minutes to get all the stuff I was taking back in, our hands touching a few times, each time feeling like electric sparks. Probably just static from the pack material, I told myself. "Well, I better go help Tina!" She said with a bright smile as she stood up. "Um. Ok." I said stupidly as I got up and moved to open the truck door so I could put my leave behind stuff back in. I watched her bound away, admiring her ass as she did. I was still standing there watching her disappear into the house when Mark came over. "Looks pretty good now, doesn't she?" He said with a grin. "I'll say. Not much like she used to." I said before looking over at him. "By the way, slick set up. Didn't know you were going to set me up with your sister." "Don't look at me!" He said holding his hands up in front of himself. "It was her idea all the way." "She wanted me to come along?" "Yep. Told Tina that she wanted to spend some time with you for a long time. I guess now that you're single again it's the right time!" "So when did she loose all the weight?" I asked. "I mean last time I saw her she was twice as big as she is now." "Oh, I'd say pretty much the last two years. She just suddenly told Tina that she needed to lose some weight and they started working out together. I had to put more exercise stuff in the basement for them, but they work out about an hour a day together. And then of course there is the tanning and hair salon and stuff. Most of that was the last few months. Yeah, I'd say she did a pretty good makeover on herself, pretty much for you I think!" "Damn." Was all I could say. "I suppose it was her idea to share a tent?" "Yep. Told my wife it was the perfect way to get to know you." "I bet." I said as I shook my head slowly. "Well, let's get this gear loaded." He said bending over and picking up my now much lighter pack. It didn't take a lot longer to get things loaded and pile into the suburban to head for the trail head. Tina and Mark obviously got the front seat, and Carol and I had the back seat to ourselves. The drive was going to be long, but Mark was pretty sure we would get to the trailhead by dark, allowing us to camp there for the night before starting the climb the next morning. It also left a lot of time for the four of us to talk. We talked about a variety of current events as we rolled down the highway, eventually deciding to stop at a McDonalds for some lunch. "So what are you going to eat?" Carol asked me as she slid up next to me in line and slipped her arm into mine. I had made a point of not getting overly friendly in the truck, even though after half an hour or so she had one foot sticking over on my side of the truck, gently rubbing it against mine while we talked. That was a pretty subtle thing, but this was quite blatant. "I'm not sure yet." I replied as I surveyed the board. "I can think of one or two things if you need a suggestion!" She whispered in my ear before giving my arm a squeeze. That was clearly an open invitation. If there was any doubt in my mind about what she was hoping for on this trip, it was gone now. She had arranged to share a tent with me, she had worked herself into shape and she had just made an overt suggestion of sex. The only thing I didn't know was why? As far as I knew I had never given her any indications that I was interested, but then I was still married the last time I saw her. And don't get me wrong, I certainly was interested... just a bit surprised at the directness. "I think for now I should stick with a couple cheeseburgers and fries." I said. "Hmmm sounds like a good choice. I think I'll join you." She said with a smile, not at all phased that I didn't bite on her suggestion. We got our food and she made a point to sit in the booth next to me, her bare leg pressing against mine. Tina sat across from me and smiled at me, knowing full well that Carol was being more than friendly. "You know Mike, Carol has been asking about you for years, pretty much since she met you at our wedding." Tina said between bites. "Really" I asked, honestly surprised. "Yep, she seemed to really be taken with you. You made some kind of impression on her. She was sad to hear you were married, but she always asked what you were up to... Didn't you sis?" "Well, I have to admit, I was a bit attracted. I mean he looked so good in that tux and all." Carol said to her sister as if I wasn't there. Her hand however slipped into my lap and began stroking my bare thigh, just to make sure that I knew she knew I was there. I finished my food fairly quickly, but was trapped in the back of the booth, so all I could do was sit there and listen to the girls talk about me while she stroked my leg. At one point I reached down and placed my hand over hers to stop her motions, but instead of stopping her, she slipped her hand from underneath mine to on top, and then pulled my hand into her lap, making sure that it pushed her skirt up her leg until my hand was pressing against her lacy panties. Only then did she slip her hand from mine and return it to my lap, slipping her fingers up under the loose material of the leg until her fingers were grazing my underwear clad balls. It didn't take my dick long to respond to the dual stimulus of my hand between her legs and her hand under my shorts. Her fingers soon found my now hardening shaft, stroking the base of it as well. I really couldn't help myself and I was soon stroking her quickly dampening crotch through her panties. "That's nice." She whispered just loud enough for me to hear. Tina looked up at hearing it and gently stroked the front of my leg with her toes. I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but I presumed it meant that whatever I was doing was ok with her. We sat and continued our gentle stroking for some minutes, while Mark finished eating. Finally done he stood up. "Ready to hit the road again?" he asked us. "In a minute. I need to go use the ladies room!" Carol said, giving my hard shaft a squeeze before withdrawing her hand. "Me too!" Tina chimed in as she slid from the seat. The girls disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Mark and myself to clear off the table. "Looks like someone got a bit worked up there. Must have been a good lunch." He joked. "Carol seems to be a bit interested in me. Couldn't keep her hand out of my lap most of lunch." I said as we walked toward the trash container and dumped the trays. "I got that idea." He said with a grin. "Enjoy it. As far as I know you are the only guy she has set her sights on as long as I've known her." "Great!" I said with a frown as we walked out to the truck. "You don't like her?" "I didn't say that. I mean she's good looking, and to be honest , yeah, I'm attracted to her, body wise at least, but hell, I'm more than ten years older than she is." "I wouldn't worry about that. If she doesn't mind, you shouldn't." "Well, I kind of do worry about that." "Ah.. just go with the flow. Enjoy the time and if you get some, great. If you two don't work out, then you haven't lost anything either." "You sure are cavalier about someone getting it on with your sister." Mark laughed. "Hell. All I've heard about for the last week is how hot you are and how much she hopes that you'll like how she looks. It's worth it just to get this out in the open so she will stop talking about it constantly. But don't you dare tell her I told you. My wife would skin me alive!" "Ok. I'll keep it to myself." I replied, still not sure what I was going to do with or about Carol. Part of me said, what the hell, it would be fun. She's hot, she's horny... What's not to enjoy. I guess the other side says that she's way to young for me and what would my kids say. I really didn't have much more time to think about it, since the girls were on their way out, laughing and joking as they came. I opened the door and Carol slid into the back seat of the truck, sliding across the seat so that she was behind Mark. I shrugged and climbed in, not really sure why the change in seats. We were about an hour down the road when Carol decided she was sleepy, and twisted herself around with her back to the door and her legs sticking out toward me. She wiggled until she was comfortable and then lifted her legs up on the seat and stretched them out until she had them resting on my lap. She blew me a little kiss and then closed her eyes, trying to get comfortable. I let my hands rest on her bare legs and feet as I stared out of the window of the truck. I wasn't really sure how to feel about her, but I was certainly attracted. As the scenery passed by I had plenty of time to mull it all over in my mind. I felt her feet move, and looked over at her. Clearly asleep, she had pulled her legs up on the seat in front of her, one leg leaning against the back of the seat and the other against the back of the driver's seat. Her skirt slipped up her legs and lay in a pile in her lap, and to my complete shock, her completely naked pussy was now fully exposed to me. I really couldn't help but stare at her pouting exposed lips, and the reaction that my dick had was not to be unexpected. As we continued down the road I found myself watching her pussy more than I was watching the scenery out the window. My dick felt like a steel rod in my shorts, and I had to continually adjust it as I sat and looked at her pussy, thinking about touching it. Finally unable to control myself any longer, I reached across and gently stroked her exposed lips. My touch wasn't hard, it just barely grazed them. My second stroke pressed hard enough for her lips to spread apart, and slip between slightly, drawing back some of her juices. I sniffed my finger slightly, trying not to be obvious, before letting my tongue taste her. If I had any doubts about having sex with her, they were evaporating at that point. I reached across and stroked her wet lips again, and again, stroking between her lips and each time, finding more and more juice. I knew that Mark couldn't see her from where he was, but Tina could have easily seen if she were awake. Fortunately from where her head was leaning, I was pretty sure she was asleep as well. Backpack Vacation Set-Up I continued to stroke her pussy, wishing it was my dick that was between those soft wet lips. I was concentrating on her pussy so intently that I failed to notice that her eyes were now open, looking at me with hot sultry stare. Her hand went to mine between her legs and pulled me harder against her while she used her other hand to untie the material around her neck that held her top in place. Within a few moments the top of her dress joined the bottom in a pile around her waist, exposing both of her tits to me. I was initially surprised at how firm they were, clearly not needing any form of support under the dress. Each breast was the size of a good half coconut, with a large dark brown areola. Each was also topped with a large hard nipple, which she now reached for with her free hand, squeezing and pulling. She released my hand and I pressed a finger deep into her pussy, using my thumb to press against her hard exposed clit. She closed her eyes and struggled to stay silent as I worked my thumb in tiny circles on top of her hard clit, driving her body up the slopes of pleasure. She let out one quiet moan just before her body trembled and her legs clamped around my hand, her climb having reached the summit, and the ecstasy of release. I held my finger inside her as her pussy clamped and contracted around it, my thumb still gently pressing on her clit. Ever so slowly she eased the pressure of her legs and then finally opened her eyes to look at me. She mouthed a silent thank you before she pulled her top back up to cover her magnificent tits. After fixing her dress she surprised me by saying. "Would you mind switching seats with me? I'd like to lay down a bit more and I can't get comfortable over here." "Sure, if you'd like." I replied, removing my seat belt. "You two behave back there." Mark said from the driver's seat as I slid across the seat. Carol sat on my hard dick for several moments before sliding the rest of the way across replying "Come on Mark. When have I ever been bad?" "Right!" Mark said with a shake of his head before she settled down in the middle. She lay herself down on the seat with her head in my lap, facing the front of the suburban. Once she had fixed her dress, she pulled one of my hands over her and to her chest, and eased it inside her top, allowing my hand to press against her bare nipple. My dick re-hardened to full mast under her head, which brought a smile to her face. Releasing my hand she moved her head back on my lap until it was pressing against my stomach. She slid her left hand under my leg and used it to gently play with my balls through my shorts while she pulled on the waistband of my shorts. It didn't take her long to work my shorts and underwear half way down to my knees, allowing my raging hardon to stand at full mast in front of her face. Very slowly and quietly, she engulfed my dick with her hot mouth, slowly working her tongue around my head. It had been a long time since I had anything other than some porn and my right hand, and much sooner than I had any expectation of, my dick twitched and began pumping what felt like a gallon of hot cum into her mouth. Silently she swallowed each pulse of cum, gently sucking and playing with my softening dick. I gently squeezed her bare tit and nipple in appreciation, while checking to see if Tina was still asleep. I expected Carol to move or pull my pants back up or something, but to my surprise, she continued to gently suck and lick my cock until it began to grow once again. This time I could enjoy it a lot more, and I leaned my head back against the headrest and allowed the feeling she was creating in my body to wash over me. She gently swirled her tongue around and around my dick when she wasn't sliding her mouth up and down the shaft. I have no idea how far we had gone before I felt another climax building. I tried to stay quiet as she continued to lick and massage me to another huge gush of cum. The first squirt lanced up into her mouth with surprising force, but she contained it and the following spurts of hot liquid. As my dick began to shrivel, I opened my eyes and saw Tina sitting in her seat, staring back at me with a big smile. She blew me a kiss and then smiled as Carol allowed my quickly sinking dick loose, where she could see it as well. We spent the next two hours riding down the highway with my hand either down the top of Carol's dress, or slid under the skirt from behind, stroking her ass. For her part she kept her head laid on my lap, alternately playing with my dick and licking it to keep it hard. Each time it showed signs of shriveling she would bring it back to full mast. Tina seemed to be enjoying the show as well, frequently checking to see what we were up to. I got the idea she was getting quite horny watching my dick being licked and played with. Carol finally covered my dick as we pulled into a gas station for a break. "You two have been pretty quiet back there." Mark said as he turned in his seat to see us, my pants back in place and my hands resting outside of Carol's dress. "You haven't been doing anything bad have you?" "Us?" Carol asked with mock shock in her voice. "Do you think we would be messing around in broad daylight on the highway?" "Carol, if you thought you could talk him into it, you'd probably have him screwing you crazy back there." "Well, maybe I would." She said kind of sheepishly. "But that doesn't mean that we were!" She finished as she sat up and adjusted her dress to climb out of the truck. I opened the door and climbed out. Standing facing the open door, I stretched long and tall, trying to get the kinks out of my body. It of course left my hard dick clearly visible inside my shorts to anyone who cared to look. Tina let out a low whistle that her husband couldn't hear and winked at me before turning to climb out the passenger side door. We decided to grab a bite to eat at a little diner down the road, there not being any real good restaurants in the sticks. The diner was clean and the service seemed to be good. Carol made sure I was once again trapped in the back of the booth, and had her hand in my lap anytime she thought no one was watching. About half way through dinner Carol and Tina went to the bathroom, in pairs as women seem to do. When they returned, Carol slid into the booth and turned her body toward mine and gave me playful kiss on the cheek. While it looked innocent, her hand was quite busy under the table working my partially hard dick out of the leg of my underwear and shorts. There was no real way to put it back without drawing attention to it, so I let her have her way and just hoped no one would be looking under our table. It seemed that she was going to get away with it, playing with my naked dick under the table that is, until the middle aged waitress came by and asked if we needed anything else. I could tell by the little smile and tiny wink that she was indeed watching Carol's shenanigans. If anything, that made my dick grow even harder, if that were possible. I smiled back weakly, hoping I didn't encourage her. The girls had finally finished eating and decided that another bathroom trip was in order before hitting the road, and they both got out of the booth and headed to the back. This finally gave me the opportunity to try to get my dick back into place, which really wasn't working. The only way to fix this was to pull stuff down and, that was NOT happening out here. "Scuse me. I'm going to hit the head too." I told mark as I covered my hard dick with the leg of my shorts and headed to the back. "No problem buddy!" Mark joked as I walked down the isle of tables, hoping the other female patrons didn't notice my predicament. I made it to the rest room and slipped inside, finally able to take a breath and relax. I pulled my shorts and underwear down to get my dick back in place and then decided I might as well go... once it went back down. I was still standing in front of the urinal with my dick sticking out and my shorts and underwear half down when the door opened. I looked over and damn near fell over. It wasn't anyone I would expect. It was the petite little waitress pushing the door closed and turning the lock in the handle. "Mind if I join you? The ladies room is full." She said sweetly as she stepped over to the toilet. This was one of those typical little place bathrooms, one toilet, one urinal, one sink and no dividers. Without waiting for me to answer she stepped over the toilet and hiked her waitress dress up and pulled her underwear down to her ankles. She hiked her dress back up to her waist so I had a clear view of her pussy and sat down on the stool, spreading her legs wide. "Nice looking dick. You're wife seemed to be having a lot of fun with it." She said as she peed in the stool. "Um. I guess, but she isn't my wife." I said as I tried to will my dick to go down instead of getting harder, which it seemed to be doing against my wishes. "Oh? Girl friend then?" she asked as she stood up and wiped herself with a small piece of toilet. "No, just a friend." I said, trying to keep my back to her. "In that case, I'll be your friend too." She said as she stepped out of her underwear and moved over next to me. She began unbuttoning her tan dress as she leaned against the wall, looking down at my hard dick. "That is a nice looking dick." "Thanks." I said as I started to try to pull my pants up over it. "Oh, don't do that!" She said, abandoning her dress unbuttoning and putting her hands on my shorts to prevent me from pulling them up more. "You do want to play don't you?" "I really wasn't planning on it." I told her as she wrapped a hand around my dick. "That's too bad. You could have any part of me you want." She said as she finished undoing the buttons on her dress with her free hand. She let her dress swing open, allowing me to see all of her body, except for her bra covered tits. That seemed to be her next target, as her fingers moved to the small clip between her moderately sized breasts. "I mean. You think I'm good looking don't you?" She said as the clip snapped open, allowing the cups of the bra to slide apart, exposing her bare tits, each B sized mound topped with a large puffy nipple nearly a quarter of the front of the breast. I had to admit, she did look pretty good. "Actually, you do look pretty good, but I think my friends are waiting for me." I told her as her free hand went to my chest to press me back. She walked me backward until my back was against the wall. "You can't go out there looking like this. Why don't you let me help you with this?" She said as she knelt down in front of me and quickly took my dick in her mouth. After all the teasing that Carol had done it wasn't going to take much to make me fire. "Ohhhh You are definitely going to make me cum!" I grunted as she slurped my dick and swirled her tongue around my head. "Good!" She mumbled around my member. I looked down and saw her free hand busy between her legs, clearly enjoying the attention she was paying to me and herself. She sucked and licked my dick for less than a minute before I felt my balls tighten up. "Ohhhh God. Here it comes!" I groaned. In response she sucked even harder, taking my dick fully down her throat until her nose touched my stomach. My dick jumped and my body jerked as it unloaded a shot of hot cum down her throat. She pulled her head bad, sliding off my dick, aiming my spurting member at her tits. I watched my dick spurt string after string of cum across her tits, which she eagerly spread around like lotion. I stood there trembling for several minutes, trying to catch my breath as she sucked and licked my flagging dick clean. Finally she let go of me and stood up, taking my hands and pulling me toward the sink in the small bathroom. "Least you could do is get me off now." She said quietly, guiding one of my hands between her legs as she sat back onto the sink. "I can enjoy a good finger job as I can a good fuck." I didn't bother to answer, but allowed my fingers to slip between her soft lips, sliding up and down her wet slit in search of her hard clit. Her quick intake of breath told me I found the spot, zeroing in with the tip of my finger in small circles. "You sure don't give a girl much chance!" she squeaked as my finger assaulted her hard nub. "As much as you gave me!" I said quietly as I bent my head down to her chest. I sucked one of her huge puffy nipples into my mouth and bit gently, causing her whole body to shake with her progressing climax. "OH GOD!" she squeaked as her body shook and trembled as her climax flowed over her time and again with the combination of stroking and nibbling. After what seemed like five minutes, but was probably much less, her body eased signaling me to let go of her tit. "God that felt good!" she panted. "Glad you enjoyed it. Now I think we better get back out there. I may not have a ride anymore." "Don't worry sweetie, if you don't you can stay with me as long as you want!" "Thanks for the offer." I said as I washed my hands in the sink she just vacated. I dried my hands while she fixed her dress and then pulled my underwear and shorts back into place. "Thanks for the fun." She said as she stuffed the panties in my hand. "Any time your back this way, stop by, I can always make time for you." She turned her back on me and walked boldly out the door as if it were an everyday thing to come out of the men's room. I followed her out a few seconds later, finding my group sitting at the table, trying to hide smiles. "Have a good time?" Tina asked with a smirk. "Not as good as you think I did." "What a spoil sport." Tina said. "Especially after all that work I did telling her how good you said she looked and how bad you wanted to screw her." "You set me up?" I asked incredulously "Yep! Figured you might need to loosen up. I mean sis and I figured you might as well have some fun before we hit the trail." "Just what I need." I said shaking my head as I walked toward the door. The three of them laughed, mostly at my expense, as they got up and followed me out. The waitress winked at me as I headed out the door. When we got to the truck I called to Tina. "Hey Tina!" "Yeah?" she called back. "You might as well have these, I mean it was your setup after all!" I said as I tossed her the panties the waitress had left me with. "Oh Souvenirs! How cool!" she said as she got in the truck with the panties. "I may have to start a collection!" "Like you need a collection of panties!" Mark said. "Hell you practically never wear any!" "Shoosh! You're giving all my sexy secrets away!" She said with a smile as she slugged him gently on the shoulder. This trip was getting so weird, and we hadn't even gotten to the trail head. What else was I going to have to endure in the name of fun and relaxation? I closed the door of the truck and Mark headed back out to the highway, only a few hours left until we hit the trailhead. We hadn't gotten more than a mile down the road and Carol was sliding over on the seat to sit next to me. She leaned against me and wrapped an arm around mine, pulling it against her chest. "Did you have fun?" She whispered. "HUH?" I asked completely shocked. "Did you have fun fucking her?" She whispered again "Um... I didn't have sex with her... at least not that way." I answered somewhat flustered. "Ohhh? Really?" "Um. Yeah." "So what did you do in there all that time?" "Well, we... I mean... hell." She squeezed my arm tightly. "You are so cute when you blush." "I'm glad you think it's funny." "Oh I don't think it's funny at all! I'm glad you didn't. I mean, that must mean that you only do it with special women... Am I a special woman?" "I don't know just yet. I mean I haven't seen you in years and here you want to jump into the sack." I said somewhat flustered. "You are so cute." She said leaning in and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "What makes me cute this time?" "Just how flustered you get. I mean we've known each other since my sister got married." She said. Then she leaned in closer and whispered, "I've wanted to fuck you since I saw you that night in that tux. The only thing that kept me from dragging you off to the ladies room and taking advantage of you was that you were married. Now that you're not... I really really want to feel your big cock inside me. I want to feel your cum pumping inside me and filling me full. I want to feel you make me climax the climax I've waited for years to feel." "You are direct, aren't you?" "Only when I know what I want!" She said slipping a hand into my lap. "And in this case I know exactly what I want." She finished as she grabbed my dick through my shorts and squeezed it. "I guess so." I mumbled. The rest of the drive was spent with Carol sitting next to me, working my dick through my shorts to keep it hard. In some ways I was glad when we finally got to the trailhead just after dark. We climbed out of the truck and stretched our stiff muscles before unloading gear. It only took a few minutes to find a free camp site and set up the tents and such. I was tired already and we hadn't even started hiking. "If you don't mind I'm going to sack out." I announced as the girls and Mark worked at getting a fire going in the fire pit. I walked over to the tiny tent that Carol and I were sharing and looked inside. "This thing is so small, how are you supposed to change in it?" "Oh, you don't!" Carol said with a grin. "I just stand outside and change and then climb inside." I shook my head and began undressing, Carol and Tina watching my every move in the flickering light of the newly lit fire. "Nice bod!" Tina said to her sister with a poke in the arm. "You are going to have so much fun this trip." "You're telling me!" She said as she stood up and walked over to where I was pulling the last of my clothes off. I had intended to sleep in my skivvies, but Carol had other ideas, stepping behind me and pushing the elastic waistband down my body. "That's much better." She said as she let go of them and allowed them to slide the rest of the way down to my ankles. As she stood back up she began pulling her own clothes off until the two of us were standing completely naked in front of the little tent. She bent down and crawled into the tent, laying down on her back on her sleeping bag. She looked out the little door at me and motioned for me to come inside. I got down on my hands and knees and began crawling into the tent. From where she positioned herself there was no room to get into the tent except for crawling directly over her, which was apparently her desire. "That's it." She whispered as I moved over her naked body, feeling her hand reach out and grasp my hard dick when it came in reach. "Now just slide that big dick right inside me." She practically pleaded, pulling my dick toward her hot pussy. My head touched her wet lips and immediately felt the heat of her wetness across my head. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me down to her while pulling herself up toward me. I easily slid inside her wet tunnel, her velvety pussy caressing my dick as I pushed deeper inside her. "Ohhhh yes!" she moaned as I hit bottom, my pubic hair pressing against her clean shaven pussy. "Now make love to me, slow and easy. Make me cum around your hard dick." She practically moaned. How could I refuse such a request, not to mention this is the first pussy I have had around my dick since the divorce. I was glad to see my body hadn't forgotten what to do with a hot woman. Almost without thinking about it, I started slowly sliding in and out of her hot tunnel, pulling out until my head was all that was left inside her and then pushing back deep inside her. As I stroked my pace picked up, each stoke slapping against her body, making her hot looking tits wiggle in the faint light filtering through the tent material. Backpack Vacation Set-Up "Oh god yes!" she hissed as she arched her back in time with my strokes, helping me drive in as deep as she could take me. "Make me cum!" I was getting very close to my own climax, my dick growing thicker than I remembered it growing for a long time. "I'm going to cum!" I grunted between clenched teeth, trying to hold off until she came. "That's it baby... cum for me... cum inside me and fill me with your hot juice!" She moaned as her own body shuddered on the edge of climax. My body took over, jerking in an uncontrollable spasm as it pumped a huge spurt of my hot juice deep into her pussy. "Yes!" She cried loudly as she felt my cum surge into her, triggering the climax she had been waiting for. Her body jerked and squeezed my dick as she felt each squirt of my cum surge into her. Shot after shot of my juice flowed into her until my body had emptied its reservoir, only the empty spasms continued as my body twitched with the receding chemical flood. The two of us lay there for some time, panting and sweating, the light of the flickering fire gently illuminating her beautiful body. I lifted myself on my elbows so I could look down her body, surveying the curve of her firm breasts and slim stomach. I could see the slight stretch marks in her skin, which hadn't tanned as well as the rest of her, indicating that she had indeed once been larger than she is now. "So what do you think?" She asked quietly. "I think you're beautiful." "Thank you, but that wasn't exactly what I was asking." "Ah... Then all I can say is... fantastic. Thank you." Carol smiled up at me. "You're welcome. Thank you too. It was every bit as good as I had hoped it would be." She said quietly as she pulled me back down on top of her. We lay like that for some time before I softened enough to slide from her pussy, uncorking a flood of juices. I rolled off her and she rolled with me to stay against me, laying her head on my chest. I lay looking at the flicker of light from the fire play across the walls of the tent, feeling the warmth of Carol against me. The last thing I remembered before sleep overtook me was her gently caress of my chest as we lay together.