In the spring of 1995, I was on a camping trip at Brazos Bend State Park. It was a solo trip in the small RV that I had at the time. Of course, being the horny young man that I was, I was always looking for pretty women. But I mainly had porn and photography on my mind for this trip, so I hadn't really come prepared, physically or mentally, for a physical encounter. It wasn't the prime camping season yet, so I didn't expect to find a hot young lady or a lonely wife ready for a vacation rendezvous. Those expectations changed dramatically on my first evening there.
I had finished setting up camp around 5:00 and had gone inside the RV to cool down for about an hour. I had jacked off to some magazines for a while, but I didn't want to cum so early in the day. Since evening was coming on, I decided to sit out in front of the RV and shoot some pictures of any wildlife that may happen by.
About fifteen minutes into my impromptu photo session, a small herd of deer grazed their way along the forest-line next to my camp spot. I hadn’t put out any corn or feed to keep them around yet. I shot some pictures, but they moved on rather quickly. I was able to grab a few mediocre shots of a squirrel and two rabbits, but that was about all of the wildlife I spotted.
Well, that was all of the wildlife of the four-legged kind. As I sat in my chair around the campfire corral with no campfire, the sexiest beauty came jogging by on the park road. She was wearing a pair of running shorts and a jogging bra. She was just starting to pass me when I first noticed her, but in the glimpse that I saw, I could tell that she had a nice pair of breasts hanging from her chest. Her ass and legs were beautiful and toned as well.
As she was passing my camping spot, she shot a glimpse over at me. Her sweaty brown hair was plastered across her forehead in such a sexy way. Just as quickly as she had looked my way, she turned back to the road in front of her. But I had seen her, and I knew that she had seen me looking at her. I glanced around to see if anyone was looking, then I picked up my camera, zoomed in on her body, and snapped several pictures as she glided away. She probably heard my camera clicking and whirring, but I didn't mind. I wanted her to know that I found her attractive
After the brunette beauty was out of sight, I packed up my camera gear and went inside the camper. I had porn galore at my disposal; big-breasted-blondes in magazines and redhead lesbians with strap-ons on video. But I couldn't get my mind off of the girl. I put a VHS of No Man's Land 3 into the player for "atmosphere". I casually stroked at my cock as I watched the girls go at each other on screen, but my mind was still on that beautiful ass jogging away from me.
Part II – The Lake
By the time No Man's Land was over, it was pushing pretty close to dark. I decided to go outside and start a fire. I opened the door to the RV and noticed a paper stuck in the door handle. I pulled it out and opened it up. It was a map of Brazos Bend; the one you get from the Ranger’s station when you check in. There was a circle around the third fishing deck on the backside of Elm Lake with "9 pm -G." signed above it. I looked around but didn't see anyone. Surely this was from the jogging girl. It had to be.
It was a little after seven at the time. I still had a while to wait. I went ahead and made a fire and contemplated how the meeting would go. As I imagined sucking on her tits and fucking her, I realized that I had no condoms with me. There were two stores just down from the park entrance, but they were just some small country stores and probably closed anyway. I decided that to minimize my sperm load and to make myself last longer, I needed to cum before I met G. I went into the RV and put on another VHS tape. This time it was a beatnik themed video.
I jacked off to the fucking-beats and shot a load. I made sure not to use any lotion incase G wanted to give me oral pleasure. Hey, gotta keep all possibilities open. I was also careful to clean up my load well so she wouldn't smell cum on me in the same situation. Then again, that may turn her on. Goodness, I was so nervous.
Eight o'clock came around. I decided to hop in the Jeep and head toward Elm Lake. Maybe I would see G around the park somewhere and find out where she was staying. I wondered if she was camping alone or if she even had a husband or family that she was camping with. My mind raced at all of the possibilities. Was the note even from the jogging girl? I really didn’t know.
I rode around all of the camping facilities and shelters, but I didn't see anyone who looked like the jogging girl that I presumed to be G. I pulled into the parking lot of Elm Lake around 8:30. There were no other vehicles in the parking lot. Was she even here yet? It's about a twenty-minute walk back to the third pier. I locked the Jeep and headed down the stony trail. There was no sign of G along the trail. There were just the birds, turtles and other wildlife. I didn't see any, but I was sure that there were alligators nearby as well. It was kind of creepy making the darkened trail on my own. It only got darker and creepier as I walked under the cover of the hanging trees.
I finally made it around to the first and second piers. By then, it was outright dark and I could only see by the light of the moon.. The only clue that I had about my location was the reflection of the full moon off of the lake. I don't know why I didn't think to bring a flashlight. As I approached the third deck, I could see the silhouette of a woman standing there, looking out on the lake. I stepped to the edge of the deck and stared at the body outlined against the moon's glimmering shine. I knew this was the woman I had seen earlier. I knew this was G.
"Good evening." I said. "I'm Paul."
She casually turned around and leaned her ass against the wooden rail. "Hi. I'm Gigi. I'm glad you found me."
"Yeah, me too." I thought.
"I don't see a fishing pole, so I don't think you invited me out here to do some night fishing." I said.
"No, not at all." she replied.
"Well, what's on your mind?" I asked her. With those words, I stepped onto the deck and moved closer to her.
"I saw you and thought that I may like to get to know you a little better." she replied. With that, Gigi opened up her blouse, which was apparently already unbuttoned, and let it drop to the wooden deck. She hopped her ass up on the deck railing. This whole scene was feeling like a dream.
I headed straight to her, cupped her left breast with my right hand and kissed her. She kissed back hard against me. She grabbed my other hand and put it on her right breast. What I couldn't see in the dark became obvious in my palms; Gigi had a very full chest.
After a few introductory kisses, and she did kiss well, I moved down to her breasts and began giving them pleasure. With her right breast still cupped in my hand, I gently moved my tongue around the edge of her areola. Then I took the full nipple into my mouth with a gentle suck. I spent a long time on her right breast, and then moved to the left one to give it the same pleasure. Gigi was moving and moaning to the pleasure.
I had been supporting Gigi's breasts while I kissed and sucked them. They were such wonderful breasts, however, that I needed to experience them in their full beauty. I knelt down on my knees and had Gigi lean forward toward me. Her breasts hung down to my face. Her firm nipples pointed like perfect arrows toward me. For several more minutes, I licked, kissed and sucked at her hanging mounds. All the while, Gigi was moaning and rubbing between her firm, fit legs.
Gigi motioned for us to switch places. I stood against the dock railing and she got down on her knees in front of me. Gigi unzipped my cargo shorts and released my rock-hard cock. Without hesitation, she took it deep into her mouth. I would swear that she took the whole eight inches down without a blink. With her lips resting on the base of my shaft, Gigi took a hard suck on it and slowly pulled back on it, releasing it out of her mouth, inch by inch.
When she got to the head, she stopped and put into place a fast fluttering motion with her lips and tongue. My body jerked from the sensation. I could have come right into her mouth but managed to contain myself through her continued pleasure. She gave me more deep-throat action, tremendous head pleasure, and even sucked up and down the vein of the shaft.
Her oral capabilities were tremendous, but Gigi did some handwork on my balls that I had never experienced before. Through all of her sucking and blowing, she kept her hands busy fondling and caressing my balls. She would gently massage and caress them, and stimulate the most erotic areas under my groin. My moans throughout her pleasure let her know when she was hitting me just right, and she controlled her techniques along the way to make me last longer. Quite frankly, the girl gave the best blowjob I had ever received.
Gigi and I had been pleasuring each other for about twenty minutes. We were both horny and ready to fuck. With one last slurp, she pulled my cock from her mouth and looked up at me with her sexy doe eyes. She stoop up and dropped her shorts to the deck, grabbed hold of the railing and stuck her ass straight out. She was small on words, but she left no doubt as to her expectations. I positioned myself behind her and slid my cock right into her wet, dripping pussy.
Gigi's back was straight-out flat and her tits hung straight down. I reached forward and grabbed hold of her tits with each hand. I spread my legs and hunched down a bit to give Gigi support. Then she started fucking me. I pushed my pelvis up against her pumping, thrusting ass cheeks. She was raising her waist high with each thrust. I could feel the head of my dick run the course of her deep cunt. The folds and creases inside rubbed against the texture of my head until I could feel her inner and outer lips. Just as my cock was about to slide out of her pussy, she would thrust back down and drive my cock down to the deepest point of her juicy cave.
After about ten minutes of fucking me, I could hold on no longer. With a loud moan, my dick jerked and thrust its liquid into Gigi's pussy. This didn't deter the frenzied girl at all. She just kept on pumping and fucking. When I was exhausted of all of my jizz, Gigi was still going. I just grabbed on to her waist and held on for the ride. For three, four, and five more minutes, Gigi kept thrusting her body against mine. Her sexy ass working against me was so sexy that I was able to stay hard long enough to cum again.
I could tell that Gigi was ready to cum by the increased excitement in her voice and the more rapid rate of her pumps. Her voice pitched up with higher moans of pleasure. Her body rapid fucking motions continued for a moment and then switched to more staccato movements. Over five or six hard thrusts, Gigi groaned out her orgasm with a flood of juices that ran down my legs. We both remained still for a moment and then she slowly started sliding her pussy off of my cock, just as she had slid her mouth off of my cock earlier.
We were both speechless as we dressed ourselves. Not because there was nothing to say, but because we were both so exhausted and satisfied from the sex. I finally spoke first.
"That was.... awesome." I said.
"Yeah." was all that Gigi could reply.
We both headed off of the pier and chatted our way down the trail back toward the parking lot. When we reached a split in the trail, Gigi stopped.
"I'm down this direction." She motioned down the other trail that I had not come down. I knew the park enough, and was aware that the trail headed to the very front of the park, to the 40-acre lake. It was a long walk up there and would well out of the way for me to make the walk with her and come back to my vehicle. I didn't want to be a rude fellow, but I decided to let her go for the night. But I tried to be polite about it.
"Are you sure? I can walk you?" I said. She kind of chuckled. She knew it was kind of a ridiculous proposition.
"No, thanks." she said. "I'll be all right."
"When can I see you again?" I was not being polite with that question. I was dead serious.
"Don't worry. You'll get to meet me again." Gigi leaned forward and gave me a long, passionate kiss. "I'll let you know when."
With that, Gigi turned and headed down her own trail, away from me, my Jeep and my RV. As her sensual body disappeared into the darkness, her body was suddenly silhouetted as she turned on a flashlight to illuminate her trail. I could wait to be with her again.
Part III – The Trail
The next morning I woke up and tried to figure out if the night before was real or imagined. I thought back on the rendezvous. It seemed too good to be true. I soon had a pinch, however, to let me know that it was true. There was a knock at the door. I went to the door and opened it, expecting to find my dream girl greeting me outside the trailer. Instead, there was no one. There was, however, a folded page taped to the trailer next to the door. I pulled it off and opened the paper. It was another map of Brazos Bend.
There was an X on the map marking a spot on a trail; the Red Buckeye Trail, to be exact. The Red Buckeye is a part of a trail system that meanders along the Brazos River and Big Creek, where the creek empties into the Brazos. The Red Buckeye trail is a small trail; that is an offshoot of the larger White Oak Trail. The X was marked on a point of the Buckeye along the Brazos River. Next to it was written "12:00 P.M."
I knew where to be and when to be there. I just didn't know how long it would take me to get there. I had never been on these remote trails before, so I wasn't sure of the time it would take to navigate to the X, which was located near the far back end of the trail system. My timing wasn't very far off, but I was about seven minutes late by the time I got to the point of the trail with the X. Just like on the map, the trail broke off down to a cliff overlooking the river. What the map didn't show, however, was a big-breasted brunette laying naked on a picnic blanket.
"Howdy, hiker." Gigi said with a big smile. She was lying on her back, propped up on her elbows. Her knees were bent up and together. Her breasts were resting on her chest, making that beautiful rounded breast mound that they do in that position. She was completely naked, from her nose to her toes.
"Hey." I answered back. "You mind if I take a break here with you?"
"You can stay here with me, but you won't be taking a break." With that, Gigi spread her legs wide open to reveal her smooth, shaved pussy. I got down on the blanket with Gigi and put my body between her legs. We exchanged kisses while I undressed myself. I kissed her lips, breasts and nipples as I stripped myself down to my socks. As I sucked on her right nipple, Gigi pulled each of my socks off with her toes. The warm sun felt good against my skin, but Gigi's hot body felt even better.
With both of us bare naked, I reached down and slipped a finger across her smooth lips. My finger slid into her moist pussy. Her pussy was swollen and ready. There was no need for more foreplay.
I wanted to experience Gigi in a different way than the darkened fishing pier allowed me the night before. I moved my face down between Gigi's thighs and began to make love to her pussy. First I kissed the inside of her legs and the tuft of short hair above her pussy. Then I kissed at her outer lips, the beautifully named Labia Majora. I took the flesh of each lip into my mouth, gave it a gentle suck and massaged the loose fold with my tongue. The moisture from Gigi's dampened vagina was pressing to be released. As I moved her outer lips around, the juice flowed onto my lips and over my tongue.
Gigi moaned at the pleasure as I worked my tongue past the outer folds into the inner crevices. At this point, I was still only working with my mouth and tongue. I stuck my tongue deep into her hole, touching the intricate folds and tasting her moistened flower. Gigi's legs were spread wide open. I could tell that she was getting lost in the pleasure.
I decided to take this a little further.
