Go into the woods. That is one of my favorite phrases to hear. It conjures up immediate feelings of excitement and wonder. One fall in particular it left me spellbound and gasping for air.
In October 2005 the year had not disappointed me. There were quite a few accomplishments, and countless times of fun with friends and my boyfriend. It just had to be one for the books if it killed me to make it so.
Spring and Summer faded by. It was now the month of my birthday.The leaves turned from their luscious green to bold reds and yellows . It was one of my favorite seasons due to the crisp air and smells of pumpkin spice.
The only thing that had been missing was an adventurous road trip. Babe and I piled into a grey jeep and set out winding through the North Georgia mountains listening to vampire weekend. The windows were down and breeze tangled my golden locks into a messy nightmare.
I wanted to make love on a rooftop. It sounded riveting from the adrenaline of possibly getting caught as well as the idea one could fall off the roof. Babe was not sure this was a safe idea but was people pleaser.
With our hiking packs mounted to our backs we began our trek on the winding paths. Finding the perfect spot was going to be a challenge that I wanted to rise to.
An hour into the hike my shoulders had started hurting. Babe insisted on taking pack as well. His consistent consideration for my well being was a lot of my attraction to him. I made sure to observe his tan hands carrying many things on our voyage.
One of the biggest turn on was climbing a hill where his muscular calf muscles were on full display. Stop! I practically squeeled in glee. That is it. I pointed to a ledge hidden behind trees.
Never one to but oblige my eccentricities babe quickly brushed the leaves out of the way and laid down our jackets and thermals as a barrier against the hard stone. Pants and underwear for both came down.
This had to be fast as it was prime season for hiking the trails. The thrill of maybe getting caught made me fill with wetness but I did not actually want to be seen. All oral was skipped in lieu of time.
I warmed up his manhood both with my hands and mouth. With each thrust I fell into oblivion. Halfway through we tried rear entry due to leg getting scraped up on my inner knee from the jagged ledge. I had never done that before. He used alot of lubrication. It was ok. I was happy he liked it.
When he was done we put pants back on and kissed pressed up against each other. When I spotted people a mile away we started back with our hiking hand in hand.
Once back to the car I felt accomplished. It wasn’t quite the rooftop dream but it was thrilling which is what I had hoped for. We drove to his house. I fell asleep amongst many pillows masturbating to the experience which he watched.
Author: Freya Fitzpatrick