I slept like a babe last night. Jennifer states the same sentiment while we fuel up on coffee and breakfast at the diner in town this morning. We are both slightly hungover and tired from our night at the pub, the traveling we experienced the day before, and the number of orgasms we equally enjoyed yesterday. Jennifer’s husband, Jack, paid for Jennifer and me to go on a girls’ trip in the mountains. However, our planned adventures for this trip turned lascivious.

I have been attracted to Jenn for what seems like forever. She is incredibly hot with her copper-red curls, freckles on pale skin, tall height, and the largest tits. Her husband Jack is hot as well. He sports a rugged, clean-cut look, as if he is from a small-town romance, where he’s the farmer male main character. He wears a trimmed beard and has muscles that look as if he earned them from several hard days of work. Jack and Jenn have wanted a threesome partner for some time, and I ran out of patience waiting for them to ask me to be their partner, so I took matters into my own hands, literally. I’m single and have wanted my first female and threesome experience to be with Jenn and Jack. After I accidentally became handsy after our post-traveling nap, Jenn and Jack agreed that I would be the perfect partner. Jack also approved of Jenn and me exploring each other’s bodies just as long as he gets to see a video or FaceTime us when we do it.

Anyway, we must be absolute lunatics, because we plan to hike a “lesser” mountain today. It’s considered a Class One, almost Class Two, for how easy it is to maneuver the mostly designated trail. I can’t believe we even woke to our alarms this morning. Something tells me by the end of the day, we will be completely exhausted. Maybe Jenn and I will help each other relax this evening.

We finish breakfast and go back to our cabin to pack a picnic lunch of sandwiches, fruits and vegetables, a couple protein snacks, and our water bottles. Jenn is sporting tight skinny tan cargo pants, hiking boots, and a fitted jacket over a simple white t-shirt. I am wearing something similar, but instead of white, I am wearing a black shirt, and my tits aren’t popping out of my jacket and shirt like Jenn’s. Those damn tits are going to be the death of me. Seriously, that's the way I want to pass away. With her luscious tits suffocating me. 

We leave and make it to the base of the mountain. We take a selfie for Jack, place our AirPods into our ears to listen to a spicy autumn romance book as we hike, and begin our ascent. We both listen to audiobooks at a fast speed, so by the time we make it to the top of the mountain, the protagonists are fucking in our ears, and suddenly the hike isn’t the only reason we are both flushed and sweating. 

We find a quiet and somewhat secluded spot on the mountain where we are safe from the edge on a rock slab. It’s cozy enough to eat our lunch and maybe dessert in relative privacy. I’m so turned on by the audiobook and watching Jenn’s ass bounce up and down most of the mountain hike as she walked ahead of me. 

We lay out the blanket we brought in our pack and set out our lunch. We both get settled and rest for a bit. The sun is shining brightly on this autumn day. It’s such a beautiful and clear day that we can see trees, lakes, and other mountains in the distance. But there are only two mountains I’m interested in at the moment. Jenn’s. She took off her jacket. And I can see her red lacy bra through her white t-shirt. I’m like a damn man because my eyes are glued to her rack. Jack is one lucky man if she wears slutty undergarments all the damn time like this with him. The urge to spill water over her white t-shirt, so I can see those peaks harden with her nipple rings. 

I need to clear my head, so I lay back on the blanket after finishing my food and close my eyes, enjoying the sun’s rays upon my chilled skin. Jenn finishes her food, and I can feel her semi-lying close to me due to the shadow upon my eyes and the smell of her perfume mixed with saltiness. 

She leans over and rubs her hand over my abdomen and says, “That audiobook was getting me all flustered. The way he told her to get on her knees, and he slapped her face with his rock-hard dick as punishment for making him jealous by letting another man take her to the ball.” 

She begins slowly moving her hand up toward my barely a handful tits. Agonizingly slow. She hasn’t even touched my nipples yet, and I can feel my nipples pebbling up impossibly hard. I shudder as she begins rubbing my right nipple through my t-shirt, caressing it with a lover's touch, swirling her thumb around the hardened nub.

I grunt out while keeping my eyes closed and basking in her touch, “Yeah, that was pretty fucking hot. And then how he grabbed her hair, pulled her head back, and made her look at him. How he caressed her cheek before pushing the head of his cock to her lips, seeking entry.”

Jenn began administering the same lover's touch to my other nipple. Rubbing, pinching, twisting gently.

She moans and says, “Oh yeah, that was hot. I immediately thought of how much I want to see my husband’s dick doing the same to you. Oh, how much I want to see Jack’s dick fucking your tiny mouth, making you choke, bringing tears to your eyes.”

As she says this, she brings her hand to my throat, gently placing pressure where she imagines his dick would be as he shoves himself deeply into my throat.

I whimper or moan; I can’t tell, maybe both. I spread my legs and arch my back seeking friction, but I am met with open air. My eyes are still closed. Hoping. Wishing for more of Jenn’s surprise touches. I haven’t dared to ask if she’s recording or plans to. 

I’m lost to my own dirty thoughts when I hear and feel Jenn shuffling to the side of me. I feel a slap on my face that stuns me. I open my eyes in wide shock. Jenn just slapped me with the dildo that I used on her last night, as I begged her for forgiveness for my own actions that made her jealous at the pub. She smirks at me as she slaps the toy dick on my opposite cheek. She slowly glides it down my cheek to my lips, then places the head of it to my lips, and practically purrs as she says, “Open wide, Sam, and take it like a good girl.”

I don’t even know when or how she snuck it from the cabin, but someone was ready to play today. I obey and give her access to my tiny, tight mouth. As she slides it in slowly, we both roll our eyes to the back of our heads. Fuck. It’s not the same as a real dick, but the thought of Jack’s dick entering my mouth like this with Jenn playing too? Let’s just say, it’s incredibly arousing.

She begins shoving it in and out roughly, presumably how she imagines Jack fucking my mouth and throat. I grip my hands into the blanket, trying to be a good girl as she shoves it even further into my throat. I practice keeping my teeth from grinding against the girth, moving my tongue along the shaft. Swirling my tongue on the head when she eases the girth out of my throat. Tears do indeed seem to be falling from my eyes and dropping onto the blanket. She slows down to let me catch my breath as she unbuttons her pants one-handed and pulls them down along with her matching red lacy thong to her knees. Then she lies down onto her back. She pops the dildo out of my mouth and easily glides the dildo into her pussy. 

With hooded eyes, she looks over at me as she pushes it in and out languidly, moaning my name. Sam. Sam. Sam! I reach over and play with those fucking deliciously large tits and her nipples. Her nipple rings are cold through the fabric. I make sure to warm them up. 

“Sam, stop. Take your boots and pants off now!” 

I waste absolutely no time; it’s so messy that I just leave my black bikini panties and pants hanging on for dear life on one ankle. I lie down again on my back. She takes the incredibly wet and slick dildo out of her pussy and shoves it into my entirely tight pussy, not giving me any time to adjust to the girth of it. It elicits both pleasure and pain for me. It’s so wet down there that we can hear the echo of Jenn pressing it in and out of me on the rock face. It’s like music to our ears, as we both mumble our own, “Fuck.”

I feel close to combusting, so close to cumming hard, when she pulls the soaking toy out of me. I whimper at how empty I feel from riding, or I suppose not riding, the edge any longer. She beckons me to sit up with her. I do, and she slides her tongue out of her mouth and licks the dildo, gesturing for me to do the same. We both lick the toy like it’s our last meal. Tongues lapping up our mixed juices. Occasionally our tongues meet along the shaft, so we let them tangle some more. At some point, Jenn drops the toy altogether as we make out. She reaches for my pussy and swirls her fingers over my clit. I reach over and do the same to her. We should probably be worried about people finding us like this on the trail. But we really didn’t see many people on our way up, and surely they are long gone by now. To be honest though, I don’t even care. No one is going to be able to stop us from orgasming at this point. And it kind of turns me on that someone might be watching us anyway.

I push my ring and middle fingers into her pussy, gently rubbing that sweet spot inside of her in a come-hither motion. She breaks our kiss and moans so loud, someone has to hear it. She's still rubbing my clit and swirling it counterclockwise. I begin moaning too. Our moans echo around us, guiding us to further completion. She switches to clockwise swirling on my clit. And oh god, I can’t ride the edge any longer.

I scream out, “Your pussy feels so good, and you’re working me so good, I can’t. I can’t hold on any longer.” And I don’t. We both don’t. We both begin spasming all over each other’s fingers. Our orgasms reach an all-time high, much like where we are positioned on this mountain. Our pussies are spasming and spasming. This orgasm is earth-shattering. It could bring down this fucking mountain. It doesn’t seem to want to stop.

We both finally become boneless; we relax and lay down for a moment, catching our breath. And as I lay down, I finally notice the phone propped up on our packs, recording still. Damn, Jenn is such a good wife to Jack. He is going to lose his damn mind when she finally gets service again and can send this video to him. She was smart with how she positioned the camera too, because he is going to see clearly the show of both pussies soaking and how thoroughly they were fucked by a toy and fingers.

It’s getting late, so we quickly adjust ourselves and prepare for the hike back down. We are absolutely hitting up the hot tub at the cabin tonight. Our bodies are going to be incredibly sore. Perhaps more orgasms will occur while we relax our aching bodies. I cannot wait to find out if that will be our next adventure.