0 comments/ 8076 views/ 0 favorites How I Lost the Love of My Life By: locodriver8776 Whilst clearing out my cellar getting ready to move into smaller premises, I came across an old suitcase full of photographs. A lot were of my family, but hidden deep behind a flap were some very private ones taken of an old flame when I was associated with the Scouts. Her name was Barbara and I can still see that cute button nose; that smile, those eyes...Those brown eyes, the ones that captivated me during our first camping trip together. She was everything a man would want in a woman. She was very pretty, feminine and smart; also she was an Assistant Cub Leader. She was fun to be with and when she smiled, everything was somehow brighter. She would laugh and tease, just perfect. Her parents ran a dairy farm. It was through them Barbara and I first met, the local Scouting Association arranged for a mixed camp of Cubs and Scouts to take place on Barbara's farm. I was dubious about the idea at first but once I saw Babs I was smitten. I think that because I was always busy, a little too serious with my volunteer work. I used my weekends to plan activities for my Troop and I felt distant to the people my age, I decided in my early teens, that for me, 'love' would really mean something. My parents were both conservative people. They came from humble beginnings and did very well for themselves. They were not the type to sit me down and have a 'talk' with. They would suggest things and then let these things stew in my head. My 'Sex Ed' from Dad was two words..."Be careful." It was enough to keep me on the straight and narrow. During the planning meetings I made sure we sat next to each other and so quickly became friends. I know I may not come off as being worldly or refined, but I was not ignorant. I think she saw that in me. I think she gave me a chance and saw I was more than just a Scout Leader. Eventually, she started flirting and embarrassed the hell out of me. I have always been shy and I laugh at myself now because I still don't know when a woman is showing interest or just being nice. Finally one night she suggested that maybe we could spend some time together away from Scouts. I hadn't been on a date for ages and since I really liked Babs, I said "Yes." Come Saturday I got up early, who am I trying too kid, I hardly slept at all. I was to pick up Babs at ten and we would drive somewhere. Babs came to the door all ready to go. She'd made a picnic lunch, which I carried to the car. She wore jeans with trainers, and a sky blue blouse. I noticed two buttons were casually undone, displaying the swell of her breasts to perfection. Her hair was trapped under a denim hat. We had progressed nicely over the past few weeks. We hadn't actually been on a date yet, this was to be it. She is subtle in everything she does. She listens intently to what I am saying. She looks at me when I speak; I catch her eyes glancing at my mouth and my eyes. Today she had changed her perfume; it was spicier; it sent me a different message, this coupled with the swell of her breasts, the loosely buttoned top began to really play on my mind. We talked mostly about ourselves, anything to avoid Scouts coming up in the conversation. I told her about my last relationship, which had ended badly. I drove for what seemed a couple of miles before Babs told me to turn into an open gateway, when I asked her where we were going she replied. "It's the back end of my parent's farm; this track leads to the orchard and the field where our little camping experiment was to take place." Getting out of the car, Babs rushed over to a fully laden tree and picked a couple of apples. She stepped back, turned then handed one to me, whilst holding it, she took a bite of the side closest to her. With a great grin I took it and bit into it as well. It was juicy and delicious. I kept my eyes on Babs as we laughed and as I went to take a second bite, she pushed the apple aside and gave me her mouth instead. For a moment I gasped, and felt weak in my legs. Her mouth was like silk and honey, slightly tasting of apple. She slid her tongue into my mouth and we duelled for several moments. I drew her closer and kissed her deeper than I had ever kissed anyone before. We did not separate for a very long time. We sank to our knees under the apple tree, our mouths drinking each other in. Her sounds were soft moans, the scent of her perfume and her hair were intoxicating. "Barbara" I said "My god how I have wanted to kiss you" "Don't stop, oh my god don't stop" she whispered breathlessly. My hands stroked her back and down to her ass. I squeezed and pressed her into my now throbbing erection. "Oh god I want you, she said" our mouths barely parting. I brought my hands up to the sides of her breasts and stroked her softly; she let out a slow moan and pressed into my hands. I carefully undid the front of her blouse and allowed it to fall open. I put my mouth on her neck, behind her ear and tasted her perfume. Her underwear was as feminine and delicate as I had anticipated. Her bra was lacy and semi-transparent. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible. I kissed her nipples through the material and noticed that she had dabbed scent there too. I opened the clasp in the front and her bra swung free. Releasing a pair of nicely sized breasts, I gently cupped her breast then greedily sucked at each nipple. Her hands had been busy too, she had released my belt and pulled down my zipper, she then reached inside and felt my hardness through my boxers. She stroked me outside my shorts until finally she tugged my boxers down to my knees and cupped my balls in her hand. At first I was shocked, these were not the hands of a young lady then I remembered that Babs came from farming stock and these hands as rough as they were, were still as caring as any other. Whilst Babs caressed my pubic area I returned the compliment by releasing and easing her jeans down to her knees. What came next was a frenzy of stroking and feeling of our bodies. I laid her down on the grass and made a meal of planting kisses all over her exposed body whilst my fingers stroked and teased her pussy through her lacy panties. Her sounds encouraged me to push aside her panties and stroked her now very wet pussy lips. Her clit was erect and easy for my fingertips to find. Easing her clothing down further, I covered her pussy with my mouth then slipped my tongue inside her. She moaned and begged me not to stop, as I dragged my tongue up and on to her clit she shuddered with an orgasm. Her taste and fragrance was delicious, clean and like warm honey. When I came back up to her mouth, she kissed me deeply, no doubt tasting herself in my mouth. As we kissed she stoked my cock again, only this time I shot my cum onto her hand, and lower parts of her body. Luckily we both saw the humour of the situation and laughed. For a while we just kissed and cuddled then we decided to have lunch and return to my flat for the remainder of the weekend. Babs had brought along chicken salad, crudités with a salsa dip some homemade cheese and wine. We ate hungrily then cleared everything into the car. Once back at my flat, we unloaded the car and closed the door behind us. Babs made a quick call to her parents, saying she was going to stay at a friend's place and not to expect her home until the morning. She now seemed different, more playful, more relaxed. Feeling a bit grubby I decided that I needed a shower, too my amazement she suggested that she joined me. I pulled her close to me again and made a meal of kissing eyes, the bridge of her nose and her mouth. She seemed to melt into me; Babs turned up her face and kissed me back. In no time she had unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it out of my jeans. She released my belt, and in one movement my jeans and boxers were at my ankles. I began to shuffle to the bathroom with them around my feet, she just laughed as she tore off her clothes. When she stepped under the shower I looked at her body and gasped. She was gorgeous. My penis was brushing her stomach and she reached for it with her small hand. Her breasts were perfectly shaped, her nipples a lightest brown and hard. Her pubis had a small strip of brown pubic hair. "You like?" she said. "I like very much" I said with a grin "Let me do your hair" She turned around; her perfectly rounded buttocks grazed my erection. I applied shampoo and lathered it in. The suds ran down her back into the cleft of her fantastic ass. As I rinsed her off, I fell to my knees and put my mouth on her ass. She leaned forward to allow me access and placed her hands on the wall. I licked her ass like it was candy. I noticed that she had waxed even the area surrounding her anus, which was pink and perfect. She spun around and thrust her pubic mound to my mouth and I engulfed her entirely. I grabbed her ass and fed her into my mouth, my tongue snaking in as deeply as it could. Her moans pushed me on, her honey flowed warm into my mouth. "Oh my god... oh my god....oh my goooodddd...." and her body quaked as she came into my open mouth. She slid down into the tub panting as if she'd run the marathon. Her beautiful smile and laugh made my heart swell. She rose to her knees and engulfed my penis all the way to my balls, which she held gently in her hand. She slid her mouth all the way to the tip which she licked with her tongue then sucked me to the root again. After a few moments she just sucked my cock and stroked it until my orgasm which began in my toes, exploded into her mouth. After several hot jets, I sank to the bottom of the tub with her, the shower still spraying on us as we lay exhausted in each other arms. By now I was madly in love with Babs. She is all I think about everyday. Most of the things I had thought about her were true. She is genuine in everything she does. She is a giver, not a taker. Her love is unconditional. As the weeks went by Babs and I started to spend more weekends together and the weekend prior to our event I asked her if she was interested in joining me for a long weekend walking the Yorkshire Dales; for some reason I was amazed when she said "Yes." ~~~ "Hurry up Barbara," I yelled from the car. An entire weekend of camping lay ahead of us, and she was busy making sure she looked cute. My moment of frustration ended the second she stepped outside in her khaki blouse and walking shorts. I glared through my sunglasses at her sexy legs as she turned and waved goodbye to her parents. Soon we were belting down the A-roads to our weekend of relaxation and outdoor recreation. Babs looked great, her brown hair blowing in the breeze and a smile that could melt your heart. I've never felt so comfortable around someone before, she had an essence for life that was generally contagious as hell. It was impossible not to have a good time with her. We passed the time talking about a wide range of topics; she was a great communicator and knew more about human behaviour than most people would learn in a lifetime. She was so easy going and understanding, we held a great mutual respect for each other, part of the reason we got along so well. I think she knew by now that I really loved her. We had both dated other people in the past, and most of the time shared our thoughts, stories and gave each other advice. We arrived at our starting point, a campsite run by the Scout Association and told the Warden of our intentions; he very kindly gave us a list of all the landowners prepared to allow camping on their land. Whilst stretching our legs, the breathtaking scenery engulfed us. The entire countryside was covered with a plush, green carpet of vegetation, with several rolling hills leading up to the true Dales. The weather that day was beautiful, not a cloud in the sky and the warm sun rays pierced through the clean air. Gathering our belongings and strapping on our gear, we locked the car, left the keys with the Warden and began our trek. Following a route the Warden had suggested the lower portion of the hike was uneventful; so we just talked a lot. There was something wonderful about being alone with Babs in the Dales, maybe the glimmer of hope that she would see me for more than a friend. After a couple hours of gentle walking, we came across a small waterfall. Quickly we agreed that this was a good place to rest, I slid off my pack and helped Babs out of hers. A semi flat rock nearby offered a make-shift seat, and soon we were discussing the beauty of the place over corned beef sandwiches. After we finished lunch, it was back to the trek for a couple more hours. The afternoon sun was warm, forcing me to constantly wipe the sweat from my brow. We were making good time, and by the early evening we were well into the Dales. We continued walking until the sun began to slowly sink, at which point we decided to set up camp for the night. Babs scurried the area for firewood whilst I set up the tent. By the time darkness fell, the tent was set up and flames flickered into the night sky. The quiet serenity of the wilderness was overpowering, aside from the crackling of burning wood and a few grouse calling, it was completely silent and calm. For cooking we used a couple of army mess tins, as for food it was of the pre-packed variety, just right for this type of activity. I'm no gourmet when it comes to food so at Babs' insistence I showed her what my larder consisted of then just sat back and watched her prepare our meal. Sitting by the fire, I watched the soft orange flow light up her skin, while the flames sparkled in her eyes. Another moment of near surrender to her beauty, I imagined pressing my lips to hers, tasting her soft skin. We joked and laughed our way through dinner, and on more than one occasion I marvelled to myself how everything seemed so perfect. It was like a defining moment in life, the thin covering of trees, the wildness and the uncertainty darkness brought. After dinner we talked for a while longer; then ensuring the fire had died down we decided it was time to turn in for the night. Acting as a gentleman I insisted that Babs undressed first whilst I waited my turn, in reality being a small hike tent, this was the only way to get undressed and kip down for the night without harming our companion. With Babs safely cocooned in her bag, I stripped down to my boxers and snuggled down. Lying there next to her I could hear my heart beating and never did I feel so close and so full of lust. Despite being in our own sleeping bags, we snuggled up close, she put her legs on top of mine, instantly sending me into a state of arousal. It seems so ridiculous for such a simple gesture to have that affect, but just feeling her only drove the stake of lust deeper into me. Feeling her roll over to face me, I could feel her warm breath just inches away. In the complete darkness I felt her lips softly press against mine. My heart nearly jumped through my chest, but it all seemed like destiny. In seconds our mouths were parted and our tongues entwined. That kiss was exactly how I'd imagined it would be, she set me on fire. Feeling her pull back from me, I quickly realised her intentions when she undid both our bag zips slipped out of hers then began sliding inside my sleeping bag. Her body felt so good next to mine, our feet playfully rubbed against each others as we embraced closely and she slowly brought her lips to mine again. The moment was so erotic, not being able to see her, yet I could feel and taste her. Not being able to hear her, yet no words were necessary. Her hand slithered like a snake across my arm, sending a warm feeling throughout my body. My arousal only grew when her fingers began lightly rubbing my nipple before pinching and teasing it. My entire body was in a heightened frenzy, anticipating her next move. Her lips kissed down along my neck, and within seconds I could feel her tongue teasing along my stomach. My cock was hard with desire, a moment that I'd waited so long for, longer than most would. I felt her fingers hover at the waistband of my boxers, causing me to stop breathing for a moment. Her soft fingers then wormed their way though its opening. Next I felt her hand take hold of my hard cock, lightly squeeze it then stroke it up and down several times. I soon felt her warm breath and within seconds she licked some of the precum from me; next her lips slid over the top of me as she took me deep into her mouth, causing a jolt of feelings and a loud groan to come from me. Within seconds her lips were working up and down the length of my shaft, which was thick with desire. Her head moved up and down as she continued her oral assault on my cock. I could feel the pressure building and knew that there was no way I could hold out for much longer, not after waiting this long. Placing my hand on her head, I urged her on. My muscles started to tighten and a shot of heat ran the length of my body. "Oh fuck I'm going to cum," was all the warning I could muster, as I held her head tightly against me. My cock exploded inside of her mouth, painting her tongue with several burst of my warm, thick seed, keeping her lips tightly around me, she quickly devoured my seed. With her hand she stroked my cock back and forth, tasting the last drops. Emerging from under my sleeping bag, she kissed me softly on the cheek and said, "Goodnight." Laying there completely out of breath, my heart was rocketing in my chest and my lust for this girl went off the charts. She nuzzled her head against my chest, and we slowly drifted off to sleep. The next morning I awoke to the smell of bacon cooking and the sounds of firewood crackling. Stepping out from under our canvas ceiling, I was greeted by the warm rays of the sun, striking through a partly cloudy sky. Babs was knelt down beside the fire, flipping several pieces of bacon over in the tins. Making eye contact and exchanging smiles, I approached her with the night before still hanging heavy on my mind. "Did you sleep well...?" she asked, grabbing for her cup of coffee. "I slept very well," I answered, adding, "That was totally unexpected last night you know...?" Smiling, she rose to her feet and began walking back to the tent. I watched her walking off and without turning around, she shouted back, "I'm hardly done with you yet." I felt a surge of energy and anticipation the moment her words rung through my ears. "I'm hardly done with you," six words that spurned a flood of arousal in me and left me on the verge of begging. Following breakfast, we broke camp and strapped on our packs. A six hour hike waited ahead, with a good percentage of it moving uphill. Babs asked if she could improve on her map reading skills by leading the next leg of our trek. Babs was in very good shape, and keeping up with her wasn't the easiest task. Often lingering twenty or thirty feet behind her; it was impossible to look ahead and not focus on her sleek legs emerging from her walking shorts. Her backside was already a source for my fantasies, and having it tucked snugly into a tight pair of shorts a few feet in front of me, wasn't making things any easier. Stepping through the heather and peaty ground, I began thinking about the rumour that men think about sex over 100 times in a day. After wondering who did the research on that project, I quickly resigned myself to the fact that with me it was more like 100 times an hour. Or maybe it only counts as once if you think about sex for the entire hour consecutively...? My mind started played out every possible erotic scenario I could think of; from hot, steamy showers, through mutual masturbation to a vision of being in a 69 with her. "Are you ready to take a break...?" Babs suddenly asked in the midst of one of my day dreams. "Sure, let's hike up to that little ridge," I replied pointing uphill a few hundred yards. We continued for a couple more minutes before the ground levelled out. A large limestone plateau greeted us, and we were both happy to be on level ground. The view was breathtaking, with an ocean of green covering the countryside below. The sun beat down, lighting up several hamlets below in sparkling contrast. How I Lost the Love of My Life "Wow," she said quietly, smiling and breathing in the clean air. A soft breeze swept across the hillside, scattering her locks across her face. She was beautiful, she was real and she was driving me crazy. I had been helplessly horny the entire day, and decided without shame that this was a good time to do something about it. Informing Babs I had to take a leak, I turned away and started to look for somewhere to pee, in reality I just wanted to jerk off, for I had been leaking pre-cum for the past hour and my balls were that tight each step was becoming painful. Reaching the cover of a substantial depression, I quickly released my jeans and wasting no time, pulled both these and my boxers to the floor thus freeing a very leaky and erect cock. Closing my eyes, my hand began softly stroking up and down the length of my shaft, which was hardened as the seconds passed. My thoughts began racing, envisioning her kneeling before me, with her mouth slightly parted. Her tongue sliding across her lips, and begging to taste me. Those thoughts alone brought my cock to full hardness, I began a long and systematic stroking, working the entire length up and down. I could tell this would be quick, my level of arousal was determined to ensure that. I could feel my body twitch slightly, and a warm rush the length of my spine. My leg muscles clinched in anticipation, my hand continuing to stroke up and down, faster and faster. The second I reached the point of no turning back, a soft moan escaped from my lips and I opened my eyes. I looked down just as the first burst of my sticky seed exploded from my cock, travelled through the air then fell onto the ground. Pulling back and then thrusting forward through my closed hand, another burst of cum shot out and hit the ground. Leaning forward so as not to soil my clothing I repeated this several times, my supporting arm began to shake to as I panted heavily whilst squeezing the last bits of my seed onto the ground, following a quick piss and suitably relieved I returned my cock to its cotton prison. Emerging from my hole I could see Babs sitting and eating a light snack. Joining her, we seemed to spot the approaching rain clouds at the same time. The veil of cloudy blackness was quickly approaching, and the last thing either of us wanted was to be caught in the open without shelter. Quickly we scampered around looking for a suitable place to seek shelter, after what seemed hours we found a depression large enough for us to pitch the tent. In just a few moments we had the tent staked out and our packs put away inside. Not more than ten minutes later, the storm hit and we scurried inside of the tent, zipping it closed. Sitting inside, we could hear the pellets of rain begin to beat against the side of the canvas; thankfully the depression sheltered us from the accompanying wind. We spent the first few minutes laughing and making casual talk. With no sign of the weather letting up, we unrolled the sleeping bags, took turns to strip off then cuddled up and drifted off to sleep. Later in the afternoon I was awoken by a calm, quietness. Seeing Babs was still sleeping, I scurried to the door of the tent, and unzipped it. Peaking out I noticed the rain was gone, though some of the dark clouds still hung in the area. Returning to my sleeping bag, I stretched out on my side facing Babs. With my head resting on my arm, I stared at her sleeping a few feet away with admiration. Her soft skin was so desirable, forcing a previously unknown amount of restraint to keep from touching her. Her lips were thin and delicate, reminding me how bad I wanted to taste them in a kiss. Her silky hair hung like a curtain, partially concealing her face and flowing down onto her shoulders. Rolling over onto my back, a short sigh escaped from my chest. After a few minutes, I rolled back over and faced Babs once again. "Hey," I said in her direction, hoping to wake her quietly. Her eyes popped open and she grinned in my direction. "It's not raining anymore," anticipating the news would bring a smile to her face. "I don't want to walk anymore today," she said pulling her covers up to her neck. Agreeing that we could use the rest and the weather might not cooperate, we both quickly resigned to the fact we could just camp here for the night. From memory we knew there were some trees about a mile back; so with the thought of food and warmth we quickly donned our boots and made our way back to the copse; when it started to drizzle and knowing it could turn to heavy rain with no warning, we filled our arms with the wood available and began a hasty retreat back to the tent. Halfway home heavier rain began to fall which quickly turned into hailstones. Hampered by the loads we were carrying, we just dumped the lot and ran back to the tent as fast as we could. We were absolutely soaked, our bodies stung from the impact of the hailstones, our hair hung straight down dripping water everywhere. Bab's cheeks were red and my eyes chased every raindrop that ran down her neck seeking the sanctuary of her bosom. Caring little about inhibitions we quickly struggled out of our wet clothes. Once out of my soaked boxers, I quickly grabbed a towel, wiped myself down then slipped my naked body inside the warm comfort of my sleeping bag. Lying on my back with the covers pulled up to my chin, my eyes focused on Babs. I watched her breasts fall forward and jiggle about as her fingers grabbed hold of the waistband on her shorts and panty's as she worked them down off her hips. I carefully watched her sexy legs kick the wet garments away from the bedding. After tearing her wet socks off she turned towards me and reached for my towel; it was then I saw she had removed the small strip of brown pubic hair between her legs, a sight which brought an instant thought of wanting. Quickly she rubbed herself down with the towel then accepted my offer and slipped gracefully inside my bag. We faced each other for a second, studying the reaction, trying to read each others thoughts. Leaning forward towards her, our lips met softly and then parted. Her tongue ran across mine, licking and nibbling on my lip and forcing my tongue to dance with hers. I could feel my cock hardening against the cold damp skin of her lower stomach, something she undoubtedly felt as well. Still kissing her, I felt her hand take hold of my cock and begin stroking it. I slid my hand along the curve of her hip, cutting across her stomach to settle in between her legs. Feeling her part them slightly, my fingers began parting the outer lips of her pussy. She was warm and within seconds my finger began softly rubbing in a circular motion on her clit. She shoved her tongue deep into my mouth the second I hit her clit, and moaned softly in delight. Kissing along her cheek, my lips traced a trail of desire along her neck and down onto her collarbone. Following a few soft kisses there, I quickly had her nipple between my lips, nibbling and flicking it lightly with my tongue. I alternated between kissing around on her flesh and teasing her nipples, which were hardening by the second. Confident she was aroused, I threw off the sleeping bag covering us then using my tongue launched a bold invasion down her stomach, feeling her squirm the lower I went. I grasped a hold of the inside of each thigh with my hands. She parted her legs wide open, inviting me into her temple to taste her pleasures. My tongue began licking up and down the length of her pussy, taking extra precautions not to press to far into her folds. My tongue would mix in an occasionally light flick across her clit, usually enough to send her body into a small seizure. Her hands ran through my hair, telling her story of arousal in powerful motions. She pulled on my hair, beckoning me to taste her closer and deeper. Pulling the outer lips of her pussy apart, my lips took her hardened clit into my mouth. Mixing a soft sucking motion and running my tongue across it in my mouth, she moaned heavily and wiggled around for a couple seconds. I sucked on my finger for a second, covering it with a coat of lubricating saliva. With my tongue returning to her clit, my fingers slid down along her pussy and past her opening. After sliding over another inch of very sensitive skin, my finger pressed softly against her asshole. Seconds later she was moaning loudly, grinding her clit against my face and clinched her ass around my finger. After a few seconds of finger fucking her ass, the fresh taste of her filled my mouth. I looked down at her swollen lips and the hard little button peaking out. Taking hold of my cock, I guided the head to her sopping entrance and pressed inside. Inch by inch I watched as my cock disappeared inside of her. Her warmth was overwhelming, and soon I was coated with her sex. Wrapping her legs around mine, for a few minutes I fucked her slowly and deliberately, pressing in as deep as possible and grinding together with her. After I established a steady rhythm of penetration, she brought her legs up to my waist then dug her heels into my ass. Moans from both of us filled the tent, ringing out over the soft rain hitting the side. "Oh God, keep that up and I'm gonna cum," she blurted out in a slutty voice. She felt so good, this was everything I had dreamed and hoped for, and it was far exceeding the expectations or the fantasy. Continuing to thrust in and out of her, I could see her lips stretched tightly around me, grabbing a hold of my girth each time I withdrew. "Oh fuck," she began hollering as her body twitched and shook. Babs' hands never still, now roamed over my back urging me on. As I pumped with increasing urgency inside her tight pussy, she urged him on, "Come on Mike, fuck me, fuck my pussy; make me cum on your big fat cock!" Fucking her faster and faster, I could feel my orgasm building in my balls. Babs could sense it too; my cock began thickening inside her, my thrusts became more urgent, Babs' breathing became more rapid as she struggled to urge me on. Babs breathing quickened further, for now I was pulling and tugging relentlessly at her nipples with my teeth. "Yes...YES!" she panted. "Fuck me...That's right fuck me!" Sensing Babs' climax was imminent, my hips began to work faster and faster, pacing their rhythm with that of her rushed breathing. Babs began to meet his downward strokes with upward thrusts of her own. Faster and faster the strokes came, until at last, an explosion tore through my body. As the first surge welled up from my groin, Babs gasped, thrusting herself up hard against my pelvis, she gasped again when my cock hit her cervix. With his cock buried deep inside her cunt, I could feel my semen spurting out into Babs' spasming pussy. With each hot powerful surge, Babs cried out again and again, her whole body convulsing with delight. Clutching me tightly against her body, she moaned out her satisfaction as more and more of my thick cum spewed out into her pussy. Grinding herself up against me, she rode out their simultaneous orgasm, as I groaned and grunted atop her. Finally, utterly spent and exhausted from both the fucking and the emotional drain, I withdrew my cock and flopped down beside her. "The best sex ever," was the first though to cross my mind, but then desire and lust will swing your choices accordingly. We kissed and talked for another hour then realising we had had nothing to eat I volunteered to get us something to eat, for emergencies I always carried a 'Baby Primus' and my version of curried beef with just the right amount of extra chillies to drive over any possible chill; whilst I was cooking Babs zipped the two sleeping bags together then snuggled in its warmth eagerly awaiting my culinary concoction. Within in minutes of eating, the chillies began to warm our bodies, soon a sheen of perspiration covered our bodies, suitably warmed we snuggled up and slowly drifted off to sleep, I quietly prayed for rain the next day. The following morning I woke up to an empty bed; sticking my head out of the tent I found we were shrouded by mist, not bothering to get dress I scampered up out of our depression, walked a couple of yards downwind and started to empty my bladder; now as you all know once men start to pee there is no stopping us and it was during my 'full-flow' a apparition started to appear. "Morning Mike...Isn't it wonderful to be able to bathe in the morning dew" said Babs walking slowly towards me. It was then I just knew I had to get the camera out and start taking shots of Babs as she frolicked naked in our own little piece of heaven. With the sun trying to break through I quickly ran back to the tent, grabbed the camera then searched when in search for Babs; at first she didn't realise I was taking photo's of her dancing and skipping about, but as soon as she saw me she adopted one of the most provocative poses I know; it was first used by Bridgett Bardot but Babs version was more erotic because as she walked towards me she placed a finger in her mouth then with her other hand pulled her pussy lips apart revealing her very aroused clit. How I managed to continue taking photographs I'll never know, my cock was straining at the lease and each pose was becoming more provocative, finally with only a couple of shots left I asked her to think of something really erotic to finish of the roll. "Well...How about you lie on the ground and we take it from there" she said indicating a reasonably flat area. Knowing I only had three shots left I had to choose these very carefully; with me supine, Babs straddled my body, I asked her to pull open her pussy lips then focussed carefully and took my first shot. My second was of her pussy posed just above my cock, my final shot was a torso shot of her fully seated with one hand clenching a nipple whilst the other fingered her clit. By now the sun was breaking through which gave an extra warmth to our lovemaking, needless to say with both of us in a highly aroused state it didn't last long, with Babs calling the shots my body was soon aching and drained of reproductive seed, as for my nipples, all I'll say is never date a farmers daughter. Looking at our dwindling food supply I realised this was our last day together and very soon we must pack up our kit and return home. With the sun now fully visible and radiating its warmth I suggested that after breakfast we left the tent where it was to dry out and we just strolled around admiring the scenery. Babs amazed me by suggesting that we did this naked since we were well off the track for normal walkers and it would be fun. So be it, I grabbed a pair of shorts, Babs grabbed her shorts and a t-shirt just in case then whilst she rigged up a simple clothes line, I changed the film in the camera; once done we made a note of our surroundings then hand in hand we walked naked into the wilderness. I don't know why but I found this more erotic than taking photo's of Babs, was it was the thought of being caught out, or was this how Adam and Eve saw themselves, either way my mind was working overtime on finding different ways of screwing Babs. Coming to a grassy glade I suggested that we rested, with no attempt to hid my erection I sat down, being uncut the pre-cum which had dripped freely now welled within my foreskin, Babs noticed this and started treating my semi-flaccid cock as a Popsicle, it don't take long for me to achieve a full erection where upon Babs told me to lie on the ground, this I agreed too on one proviso 'no nipple play' since mine were still extremely sore from last time. With that agreed I found a nice comfortable spot and laid down. Babs first straddled me, turned then lowered her body into a classic 69; now to be truthful other than our tête-à-tête in the shower I was relatively inexperienced in this art. * As I gazed at her glistening pussy, I thought I'd come all over the place. Her cunt was so wet it was oozing. I placed my fingers either side of her pussy, and slowly began to lick. She soon was moaning my name as I hungrily licked her. I stuck my tongue into her as far as it would go then ever so gently sucked and nibbled at her swollen clit. Soon a squirt of tasty juice drenched my face. "Your cunt's so sweet that I want to suck it some more. This time, I want you to straddle my face so you'll come right into my mouth." I started licking and sucking. I could feel my prick throbbing, ready to release the load in my balls. Babs groaned with a shudder as her warm come poured into my mouth. Talk about heaven. I hoped her come would never stop. She collapsed on my body as I continued to lick her cunt. Her hand grasped my prick then her soft lips kissed it. Soon her mouth engulfed me and she hummed with delight as she sucked me and licked the length of my prick while it was deep inside her mouth. I ran my fingers along the crack of her ass then being adventurous dipped it into her pussy before easing it gently into her ass; her reply was to suck even harder. In no time I spurted what felt like a gallon of come into her which she slurped and swallowed as though she'd never tasted anything so good. As we moved to lie beside each other, I pressed my lips to hers. We could taste each other's come as our tongues tangled. Mine explored the inside of her mouth. Hers sucked my tongue into it. "Where in the world did you learn to kiss like that?" "It's something I have dreamed of doing. How about you...Where'd you learn to eat pussy like you do?" "Oh...just something I picked up whilst camping!" With that we first felt the chill as the sun was past its zenith and being our last day we had yet to return to camp, pack up then face a six hour hike back to the car. Grabbing our clothes and kit we quickly made our way back to the tent, finding it and our clothes reasonably dry we quickly dressed, emptied the tent of our belongings, crammed them into our rucksacks then set about dismantling the tent. With our rush to get packed up I had forgotten to take any photos, so having taken a few of Babs clearing the site I asked for her to pose for one final shot. With her pack on her back and posing as if she had conquered Everest I quickly threw a billy of water over her and got a shot suitable for any wet t-shirt competition. "You bastard" she cried realising that with her pack on she had no hope in catching me as I made my way towards home. After a couple of minutes I heard her shouting for me to slow down, all was forgiven and she now saw the funny side to my escapade. After a couple of hours walking we found a nice place to sit and rest, by this time the sun was getting quiet low so I suggested that perhaps we should try and loop onto the path which brought us past the waterfall since from there it was an easy route to the Scout camp. It took us a couple more hours of hard walking to reach the waterfall, from here if we pushed it we knew we could reach the campsite in just over an hour. The rain had now turned this once gentle waterfall into a roaring force, so using this as a backdrop I persuaded Babs to strip off and pose for me, my finest shot being of her stood chest high in the water, the cold water had really tightened her bust, her areolas and nipples were fully erect and her skin was covered with tiny goose-bumps. Whilst she quickly dried herself off, I set about making her a warm drink. "That was absolutely fabulous...You should give it a try?" said Babs, now fully dressed but still shivering with the aftermath of her ordeal. Whilst it looked tempting and in my aroused state a cold shower would have been ideal, I resisted the offer. "You coward" replied Babs, "Frightened of a bit of cold water are we!" she goaded then started to poke at me with her finger. "Alright...alright...you win" I said undoing and allowing my shorts to fall around my ankles. How I Lost the Love of My Life "You've got a stiffy...What's brought that on" shouted Babs seeing my erection "You and your antics in the pool...When you posed for that final shot it looked as if your breasts were going to explode. You looked so beautiful all I could think about was jumping in and fucking you there and then" I replied "Why didn't you?" asked Babs "Because cold water has the opposite effect on men, what we have we lose, whereas with women it enhances their beauty" I replied "Well...that's the nicest thing you've said to me and since I created your problem then it's up to me to rectify it...come and sit here" said Babs patting the rock she was using as a seat. I shuffled up to the rock and as I sat Babs stood then knelt before me, soon her weathered hands were caressing my pubic region then I felt the warmth of her breath as she wrapped her lips around my cock. Flicking her tongue like a snake looking for its prey she brought my cock to its full erection. At first Babs just played with its head and corona then she began to take me in real deep, her mouth felt like a velvet glove as it travelled up and down my shaft. Amazingly I was holding out quiet well until Babs began to fondle my balls and plant the odd finger at the entrance to my anus. Soon the planting became an insertion "Fuck," I cried as I felt my balls explode, followed by a powerful, pulsing twitch as a gigantic surge of hot, creamy cum spurted into her mouth. Easing my cock deeper into her sucking mouth, I felt another jolt as a second surge of thick cum spurted forth into her mouth. Looking down I saw her swallow the surges of cum down easily. Babs accepted my gifts freely and willingly as my balls continued to gush thick, creamy semen into her mouth. Finally, my cock stopped pulsating and began to shrivel inside her cum-filled mouth. Finished swallowing, she looked up into my eyes then letting my cock slowly slither out of her mouth, a trail of gooey semen glistened on her soft, delicate lips. I then saw the bulge of her tongue poke out against her cheeks as she ran her tongue around the inside of her mouth. I reached for, trapped her face in both my hands, pulled her up, and gave her the sloppiest kisses I could think of. 'Snowballing' is quiet common these days but I think then this was the closest we got to it. Suitably relieved, refreshed whatever, we quickly gathered our kit and headed home, we were loosing daylight fast and the last thing we wanted was for the Warden to advise the local rescue teams of our absence. We arrived back at the camp in pitch darkness, after a quick look around we found an open door at the rear of one of the buildings, seeing a light at the end of a passageway we followed this until we came into a large dining area; there sat amongst the remains of what looked like a good supper sat the Warden. "Ahh...you're back then. I was getting a bit worried about you" he said standing and offering the customary left hand. I was about to mumble something when he continued "I expect you two are hungry? Here's the deal, free food for a hand with the washing up, we have a dishwasher so it's just a matter of scrapping and loading, what do you say?" I looked at Babs; after all it would save us from getting something on the way home so with a quick nod we accepted his offer. The meal was scrumptious, roast beef, yorkshire puddings etc; etc; the residue of a weekends training course. With our bellies full to capacity we began the task of cleaning up, it was here I learnt that the Warden was into computing the same as me but he had had enough and when the Warden's position became vacant he applied for it never realising that the job would be his. ~~~ The week that followed saw me developing the films I had taken, my flat being a small as it was did contain a built-in wardrobe which at a push doubled up as a darkroom, night after night I printed off some of our best shoots ready to show Babs when we next met. Come Friday night leading to weekend of the big camp I collected a few of my scouts as a working team and we set about erecting some of the tents ready for the weekend. Babs in a helpful way came over and gave us a hand then invited us back to the farmhouse for cocoa and biscuits before settling down in one of the barns for the night. The thought of being together must have played on Babs' mind because she led me to a small outbuilding which contained a washbasin and toilet. Quickly she propped the door closed with a bale of straw and set about undressing me, in no time we were both stripped naked and writhing about on the straw covered floor. Our eagerness to mate was considerable and almost verged on rape, who raped who, that's a good question, since once in a 69 we each had a finger shoved up the others rectum, Babs nibbled and chewed on my cock as much as I chewed on her clit. We began biting each other and leaving 'hickeys' everywhere. Suddenly Babs stood up and dashed into the other room, within minutes she came back holding a plastic tub. "What's that" I asked "Lanolin, we use it during calving" she replied then continued to say "I'm going to give you one of the slowest and longest wanks in your life." Babs then took a scoop of lotion, grabbed hold of my cock and began to masturbate me very very slowly, as revenge I dipped a couple of fingers into the pot and began probing her rectum. Soon there were muted squeals from both sides until Babs straddled me hips and lowered herself onto my very erect and slippery cock. "That's not your pussy" I said in amazement "I know...I know...just shut up and be quiet" said Babs breathing deeply as my cock slowly disappeared into her body. Despite the grease it was agony for me, my cock was already painfully erect and when Babs' tight rectum began pulling at my skin I could have howled. It seemed ages before she bottomed, where she stayed. I went to lift her in an attempt to relieve my suffering but she just pushed my hands away. After a couple of minutes she gently lifted her body a few inches then plunged back down, again it felt the sharp pain of a over-stretched foreskin. Soon Babs was constantly rising and falling then she began to play with her clit and I her breasts. A tightening of her anal muscles warned me of her pending climax which, if I hadn't been kissing her at the time would have been very vocal. How long we laid together closely coupled I'll never know but to this day I can remember her anal muscles milking my cock until it shrunk and then the feeling of warm syrup slowing flowing past my balls, between the cheeks of my ass and finally be absorbed into our straw bedding. I could go on about our love-making, fucking whatever, but the main question is; why did I not marry her. Well, it was my own stupidity, having got my degree the company I worked for sent me to California to learn about computer mainframes. It was a two year secondment and for the first couple of months we wrote to each other then I got involved with a local girl and that was it. When I came back to England, I was immediately sent up to Scotland to help set up a factory. I sent several letters to Barbara's parents but never received a reply so I just left it at that.