My sister called twice before I had even left the house. “What if you break your ankle and nobody finds you until April, Sophie?” she asked. Her nagging voice in my head had made her a passenger on the ride over to the trailhead. Kenzi was always protective of me, despite hiking on my own every week for the last 20 years. I love my big sister, but she can be a bit much sometimes. I started hiking at 8, when my family had moved to a small, shitty town near the mountains east of Bakersfield, California. It was something to do where I could be at peace. I didn’t have the best parents, so I enjoyed being out in nature as much as possible, plus I have a passion for rock collecting.

She was right about one thing: hiking alone in the middle of winter posed some risk. Despite the hot springs being only a quarter mile or so from the trailhead, I should be careful. It is slightly below freezing in Bridgeport today, and frost covers the mountainside like a badly airbrushed painting. I had been here once before, years ago. It’s not a great hiking spot, but it is very relaxing and quiet- which is exactly what I need right now.

The destination? A naturally heated pool for me to lie back and relax- assuming nobody else is there. I wouldn’t expect someone to be dumb enough to be there at 11 am on a Thursday in the middle of winter, but then again, here I am.

I park my car in the empty lot that is the trailhead and inspect the surroundings. The sky is dreary gray, choking out the bright sun with thick, heavy clouds. Ice covers the dead desert plants like crystalline fractals- morbid beauty. The hills in front of me are like baklava: colorful, hard layers stacking upwards over the horizon, covering what I know is going to be a beautiful view. It is amazing, but eerily quiet and cold as fuck.

“This is stupid!” I say to myself as I exit the car.

I zip up my jacket and pull my hood over my head. I am more dressed for camping than hiking, but I would rather be warm than comfortable. I grab my backpack, full of snacks, a towel, and emergency items. As I approach the trail, I can see the laminated puddles of frozen mud, treacherous but avoidable. The cold is rude- seeking out the small gaps of skin that couldn’t be covered. The wind is annoying, pushing me just enough to feel as though I am making a big mistake. As I proceed up the trail, I can already smell the distinct and somewhat alluring smell of mud and sulfur.

“I have been through worse,” I mumble, continuing.

I carefully navigate the rocky trail- avoiding frozen puddles and holes. Despite being extra slow and careful, the walk is short, and the hot springs enter view after only 15 minutes. I can already see the pool in the distance, and of course, somebody is already there.

“Fuck!” I whisper to myself.

After continuing for a moment, I come to the realization that the person is a naked man.

“Oh my,” I say as I slow down, fixing my gaze on the distant, pale white ass.

I slowly continue, still unseen by the man who is sitting on the edge of the pool, soaking his feet. The idea of being a 28-year-old female alone in the mountains with a naked man is both horrifying and exciting. Honestly, I have the tactical advantage, and he is naked, but his physique says the struggle would be a challenge. Like an assassin, I proceed slowly, plotting my next move.

“Oh,” I say as I get closer, realizing the man appears to be masturbating.

I quietly side-step off the trail, taking cover behind the slight curve of the rocky side of the trail. Hugging the jagged wall, I move closer- only 5 meters from the man. I have to be quiet- we don’t want to interrupt him.

“That’s so hot,” I whisper to myself, ducking down behind a sad patch of sagebrush.

As I watch the man pleasure himself, I can’t help but feel both disgusted and aroused, disgusted at myself, for creeping on people, which is something I despise men doing. Aroused, because this is a first for me, and he is unbelievably attractive. The man looks to be in his late 30’s and must be well over 6 feet tall and over 200 pounds. The kind of man who gives good hugs. A dadbod that could pin me down and rip my clothes off, right here in the freezing wilderness.

“Turn around big boy,” I whisper.

I realize now that things are starting to warm up. As I fixate on the man, I can feel my nipples hardening and a slight moisture accumulation in my panties.

“Aww, goodbye,” I whisper again as the man slides into the water, covering everything below his neck. Suddenly it dawns on me- I can approach him now since it’s reasonable for one to assume that I have not been creeping on him for the last 5 minutes. Perhaps I just assume that he is clothed? But the joke is on him. I gather my backpack and slowly proceed back towards the trail- this time making sure to not be so stealthy as I walk towards the pool. As I get closer, my crunching footsteps gain his attention.

“Hello, sir,” I say, smiling at him as I walk up to the pool.

“Uh, hello,” the man says as he looks up at me.

“A bit cold for a skinny dip, isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

I point to a pile of clothes on the edge of the pool.

“Oh, yeah, sorry, I can go if you want some privacy,” the man says, obviously flustered.

“Aw, that’s sweet, but I don’t mind,” I say as I place my backpack down by the edge of the water.

The water is quite dark, but transparent enough to make out the silhouette of his girthy manhood. It pains me to look away.

“Do you mind if I join you?” I ask as I unzip my jacket.

“Uh, sure, the water is nice and hot today.”

“Excellent! I can’t wait.”

I slip off my jacket and shoes. The man tries not to stare- how polite. I remove my shirt, revealing my black bikini top, followed by my shell pants. I purposely exaggerate when pulling down my pants, extending my bottom in his direction. I appreciate his self-restraint and discretion. He seems like a very respectful guy with a giant cock- two things I look for in a man.

“I’m Sophie.”

“Liam.”

I step down into the water. It only goes up to my stomach, so I sit down to allow the hot water to completely cover me.

“So, what brings you out here on a day like this, Liam?” I ask.

“Probably the same as you- the comfort and relaxation away from life.”

“Great minds, right? I love the quiet too,” I say as I sit back, allowing my body to float towards the surface of the water. The steam lightly bleeds from the pool like warm soup, providing ambient warmth to our faces. “This is so nice. Do you come here often?”

“Occasionally. I try to come when nobody else is here,” Liam says.

I smile innocently at Liam, “Sorry.”

“No, it’s fine. I like the company, really. It certainly could have been someone worse.”

“How so?”

“Like a family with noisy kids, or a big fat guy,” Liam jokes.

“That is true. You could have ended up on a watch list if the kids jumped in with you naked.”

Liam laughs, “Yeah, that could have been really bad.”

“How is it?” I ask, smiling.

“How’s what?”

“Being naked- in here.”

“Oh, it’s great. It’s freeing.”

I stand up in the water and smile at Liam as I slowly remove my top.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“What? We’re both adults.” I grin, dropping my top on the edge of the pool before sitting back down in the water. Liam blushes.

“You have a very nice body.”

“Thank you, my mom gave it to me,” I joke. Moments later, I place my panties next to my top. “Gotta have the full experience, you know?”

Liam nods slowly, looking very uncomfortable. He seems a bit less shy when it comes to checking me out. It’s kind of sexy to have him ogling at me like this.

“Don’t worry, my boyfriend won’t be for another 10 minutes.”

Liam’s eyes widen.

“I’m kidding! I don’t have a man, you can relax.”

Liam gives an awkward chuckle, “So, what do you do?” asks Liam.

“I’m in sales.”

“Really? So am I. What do you sell?”

“My body,” I say, giving a flirtatious wink.

“Uh,” Liam pauses.

“I’m kidding! I actually sell video equipment. Like for news stations and such.”

“Oh, ok. You had me. That’s interesting. So do you travel, or is it like an at-home thing?”

“I actually stay at home and join Zoom calls all day. Executives ask me questions that I don’t know how to answer, so I invite the computer nerds on the call with me to answer for me, then they give me money. It’s pretty sweet, actually.”

“That sounds boring,” Liam jokes.

“Yeah, it is. What about you? What do you sell?”

“I’m actually an inventor, but I feel like most of my life is sales. You know the Instapot?”

“No way, that was you?”

“No, but I made a little cooling tray attachment for it,” Liam says, winking back at me.

“Oh, you’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” I playfully splash Liam.

“Hey, it made me a hundred grand when they bought my design.”

“Holy crap, Liam. That’s amazing, congrats.”

“Thanks, it’s just a matter of having a really good 3D printer and a bit of tech skills. Actually, you might like to know, I also designed the Sybian,” says Liam.

“What are you like 60?”

“I’m kidding! No way, has it really been around for that long?” Liam laughs.

“I don’t know, but I am pretty sure my parents had one when I was a kid. Hey, why do you think I would like to know that?” I pretend to look offended.

“You’re not gonna fool me, I know you’re kidding.” Liam smiles.

I float closer to Liam, seductively staring into his eyes.

“I do have a fuck machine though,” I whisper, just a couple of feet from his face.

“Oh yeah?” Liam moves closer to me.

I look down at the water. “Oh my, Liam.”

“Yeah,” Liam looks down as well. He is fully erect.

“I see my flirting was effective at baiting you,” I smile, moving closer.

“Was it just flirting? Or were you already horny when you were standing over there behind a bush, watching me?”

My jaw drops and my heart skips. “Uh? You saw me?”

“It’s ok, I knew you were good when you decided to approach me instead of calling the police.”

“So why did you stop? It was hot!”

Liam let’s out a light laugh, “I was getting really cold. But hey, you can help me finish.”

I extend my arm under the water, lightly grabbing onto his shaft.

“It’s fucking huge,” I say, stroking him lightly. Liam moans, lying back against the edge of the pool. I continue exploring, admiring his massive member. “I’d suck it, but I don’t want to drown.”

“I totally get it, but please, don’t stop,” Liam pleads.

“Oh, does that feel good?” I smile seductively, stroking faster. Liam grabs my shoulders, forcing me back aggressively, startling me.

“Liam?”

Liam pins me against the edge of the pool, moving his lips close to mine. He licks my neck.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, wrapping my legs around him. “Fuck me!”

Liam guides the head of his cock against my folds, rubbing my clit- teasing me. I clutch onto his massive arms, “yes!”

Liam enters.

“Oh god!” I scream. His girth stretches me as my walls spasm around him. The sudden pain quickly becomes pleasure as he begins to thrust. I claw at his back, pulling him closer.

“Yes, fuck me hard, yes, yes!”

Liam’s hands rest under my hips, lifting me higher- he goes deeper. After several moments, he slows down, slowly pulling out. He guides my body, turning me around. I comply eagerly.

“Oh fuck!” He enters me again as I lean against the poolside, extending my ass. After several moments of pounding my hungry pussy, he slows again and pulls out. I take a moment to catch my breath.

“You ok?” he asks.

“Shut the fuck up and sit back,” I demand. Liam jumps up on the side of the pool, sitting with his feet in the water. I slowly move over to him, grabbing his cock, and begin stroking.

“I’ve never been fucked like that before, Liam. You really know how to make a girl scream.”

Liam lets out a guttural moan as I take him into my mouth. I can only fit the head in my mouth, but I make sure my hands keep working hard.

“Oh god, yes, Sophia, that’s so good.”

I look up at him, smiling as I worship him, caressing his balls- which were also ridiculously huge.

“Oh fuck, I’m close,” he moans. I go faster, trying to take as much of him in my mouth as possible. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” he yells. I raise my head and smile up at him as I tightly grip his shaft, slowly stroking him to the edge.

“Mmm, yes,” I smile widely as he explodes, shooting hot ropes at my face. “Oh! Shit!”

We both laugh as I dodge his cum shots, unsuccessfully. I wipe the stray mess from my cheek and lick my finger.

“Oh fuck, Sophia. Thank you, baby.”

I jump up and peck him on the lips. “You’re gonna give me your number, right?” I smile innocently.

“Yeah, I think we can be swimming buddies,” says Liam.

I smile and gaze into his eyes as I extend my arm to his chest. I slowly and lightly claw downwards across his chest hair- a sign of devious approval and satisfaction. We both float back into the hot water.

“Now what were we talking about?” I ask.

“Work stuff and uh, sex toys.”

“Oh yeah, so do you work from home too?”

Liam raises both of his hands, somehow silently answering the question. We both chuckle.

“Sooo, you ever fucked a stranger in a remote hot spring before?” Liam jokes.

“No, I think it’s because the steam smells like eggs.”

“What the fuck?” Liam laughs.

I think this is going to be a great fuck buddy and, who knows, maybe more. I know one thing: I need to come out here more often.