Waiting out the Storm
By Shadow Cleric
thefierypen@yahoo.com or http://www.asstr.org/~shadowcleric

I rounded the bottom of the cliff to come into full view of Leslie's tight ass,
the edges pressing out from under her short jeans cut-offs. She was busy tying 
her left boot and didn't pay any attention to me for a moment and allowed me to
salivate for a few seconds.

"There!" She announced, having successfully double-knotted the boot. It had 
been giving her trouble all day. She stood back up and adjusted her flannel 
shirt. It was unbuttoned down to her navel, exposing her navy sports bra. 
Leslie was amazingly well endowed for a woman as thin as she was. The tight 
undergarment only barely managed to contain her pale D-cup breasts. Her hair 
was light blonde, cut shoulder length. She nearly always wore it down, just 
like today. Her face was thin, with a broad mouth. Her eyes were blue-green and
bright. Leslie was also one of the tallest girls at the office, nearly reaching
my six-foot height.

Thunder rolled in the distance. "We'd better get back to the Jeep." I said, 
taking a moment to catch my breath.

It had been a mutual idea of ours to go hiking, we'd spent a great deal of time
at work discussing it. We'd selected an out of the way trail that I'd done 
several times, but she had never seen. It had been a lot of fun, flirting 
outrageously with each other, now free of the office confines. Everything had 
been going great, until the weather turned.

Black thunderheads were moving in on the mountains quickly, very quickly. We 
were still about a half-hour from my Jeep. We'd be getting wet before then.

I wasn't wrong in my prediction. Leslie and I were both drenched when we got 
to the Jeep and loaded into it. Thunder and lightning exploded over our heads 
as I slipped into four-wheel-drive. The road become pretty slick so it was slow
going. I could feel Leslie tense beside me each time we slid or fishtailed. We 
rolled around a corner and I had to slam on the breaks. The bridge, or what was
left of it, was completely submerged. I hopped out to examine the raging 
torrent of a river that had emerged. Testing the depth with a broken branch I 
determined it was way too deep for even my modified off-roader.

"Well..." I was breathing hard as I got back into the car. Wind was ripping by 
the Jeep, howling wildly.

Leslie spoke up, "Mike, there was a turn off about a half-mile back. It looked 
pretty sheltered, maybe we can wait this out."

I nodded, "We can ford the river after the rain lets up."

It took a few minutes before I could get the Jeep pointed in the other 
direction and headed down the mountain. Leslie pointed out the sheltered area.
It was an impression in the side of the mountain, probably a glacial cut from a
million years ago. The Jeep fit in just barely, leaving scant feet on each 
side. The crevice narrowed and then widened. The Jeep couldn't fit in there, so
I killed the engine where we were. The wind had let up in the narrow space, but
the rain continued down. We were finishing the lunch we'd brought, but hadn't
touched all day, when we both caught a shiver.

"Shit, I knew I needed to get a new roof for this thing. It's going to get cold
in here tonight."

"Any ideas?" Leslie asked, fear starting to creep into her blue-green eyes.

I twisted around and looked in the back seat. Most of my camping gear was still
back there from last week. But could I find...there it was.

"Tent?"

She smiled, "C'mon, let's get it set up before we freeze!"

We both dashed out and had the tent up in a few minutes. The three-man dome 
tent was actually just big enough for two people. I ushered Leslie in, and then
ran back to the Jeep, grabbing the rest of my gear, food, and keys.

I tossed a sleeping bag into the tent along with the stuff I'd collected. 
Leslie undid the ties on the bag and rolled it out while I surveyed the gear. 
Flashlight, lantern, matches, a few blankets and some old clothes were all I 
could find.

Lighting the lantern I said, "I know we're not supposed to do this in the tent,
but it'll keep us a little warmer. Hope we have enough fuel to last the night."

I tossed the clothes to Leslie, "They should be clean, do you want to change 
out of those wet clothes?"

Leslie was shivering, I could see hardened nipples poking out from her T-shirt.

"Yeah, could you?" she gestured for me to turn around.

By now we had the bag unzipped and laid out with blankets over them. I removed 
my wet shirt and replaced it with a dry T-shirt. When I'd turned around Leslie 
had gotten on an oversized sweatshirt and was under the covers. Her wet 
T-shirt, bra, and jean shorts were piled at the door of the tent. I slid under 
the covers with her, trying my best to be a gentleman about the situation.

"Sorry about the ruined day." I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"You can't control the weather." She smiled, "besides, it's been fun, in a 
'Survivor' sort of way."

We lay there talking as the storm raged around us, both lost in each other's
eyes. Eventually I reached out a hand to stroke her face, and the conversation 
stopped. I pulled her to me, kissing her lips softly, she responding in kind.

My lips drifted around her lips, ears and neck. Leslie's skin was so 
wonderfully supple and the contact between her's and mine was electric. She 
cooed softly as I nibbled her earlobes. Hands found their way underneath her 
sweatshirt and around the soft cotton panties covering her ass. Her muscles 
were firm and yet delicate under my fingers. Her hands rounded my body and 
groped at my ass. Soon I was on top of her, my shirt off and her's halfway 
up, her delicious tits exposed for my lips and tongue to explore. As I worked 
each erect nipple, Leslie pulled the remainder of her shirt off, and then slid 
her panties down to her ankles. I parted her vaginal lips with a free hand and 
stroked her clit softly. I raked her tits with my teeth as my fingers found 
their way deeper and deeper into her cunt.

"Oh god Mike...that feels so good. I've been dreaming about you for months."

I smiled and slid my tongue down her muscled belly and between her cunt lips. I
dug around and flitted her now swollen clit between my teeth and lips. Each 
stroke forcing the blonde woman to gasp with delight as I sent electric pulses 
through her body. I tongue-fucked Leslie for several minutes before an orgasm 
overtook her.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Leslie's pussy was soft and delicious and I didn't stop after her climax. 
Pulling her legs further apart and probed her soft recesses with my tongue, 
hungrily feasting upon her. She ran long thin fingers through my hair, moaning 
softly as another climax built within her body. It didn't take long for the 
bubble to burst and soon Leslie was groaning my name out again.

I raised myself off of her and pulled my shorts down and threw them off to the 
side. Leslie, completely naked, blonde cunt dripping, stared at me with a 
blissful, drunken smile. She then gaped at my member, thick and swollen with 
lust. I was fully nine inches in length, partly through genetics and partly 
through extreme arousal.

She sat up slightly, "You don't actually think I'm going to take that...
that..." I didn't listen, I was pressing her back down and spreading her open.
"I couldn't possibly...Oh god...I can't...Mike...It's too big...It's...
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH!!!" I pushed my cock's head through her tight opening. "Oh my 
god...it's so fucking big...Yes...more...I need more..." I pushed deeper, 
stretching her out and filling her with my member. After I bottomed out, I 
pulled out and then pushed back in testing her reactions. She just groaned with
each motion, her vaginal walls clutching at my cock, massaging it, begging it 
to satisfy her.

I picked up my pace, driving into Leslie with wild abandon. The lantern dimmed,
sputtering. Lightning flashed across her naked body capturing her face as it 
contorted in ecstasy. I kissed her lips, then down her neck to her tits. They 
were bouncing wildly as she matched my wild pace.

"Ugh...ugh...oh god I'm going to cum...again..." she was moaning in between 
gasps. I was about to join her. "Oh yes! YEEEEEEEEEEEESS!!!" she cried out.

I couldn't take any more. "FUCK!!!" I shouted as my semen shot into her womb in
fiery globs. Leslie was still cumming as my balls finished their work and 
drained every last drop of gism into her.

"Holy shit, that was magical Mike. I...think I love you." she was still gasping
for air.

"I love you too, Leslie."

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The storm raged for most of the night and broke just a few hours before 
sunrise. Leslie and I slept soundly through the night, my body spooned behind 
hers. She woke first and rubbed her silky ass into my cock.

"Good morning lover."

I yawned, "Morning. How'd you sleep."

She turned to face me, "Really good." then she kissed me passionately on the 
lips. My body responded to hers. And then, she abruptly stopped and pulled 
away, taking the blanket with her. To my amazement, she unzipped the tent and 
then stepped outside, the bright morning light glowing off of her nude body. 
"Come on big boy. Time for some outdoor activities."

I hesitated for a moment, then realizing that there would be one about, I 
followed her. The ground was damp, but the grass surrounding the camp kept the 
ground firm. The cool air was sharp against my skin, especially over areas that
weren't used to being exposed like this. The temperature had left Leslie's 
nipples red and erect as she surveyed the landscape. I caught up with her as we
came to steep face of rock, warm from baking in the sun for several hours. My 
lips found her's as we embraced. I licked each inch of her upper body. It was 
when I had her facing away from me, licking her back and ass that she spoke, 
bending over to support her weight on the large rocks and the blanket that now 
covered them.

"Let me feel that monster again."

Head down, torso parallel to the ground, Leslie spread her legs, pushing her 
ass up and giving me a full view of her soft blonde snatch. Those large breasts
were hanging down, swollen and pink from last night. I slid in behind her and 
eagerly forced myself into her. She wasn't as wet as last night and it took 
several rough thrusts before I could fully penetrate her. Leslie couldn't do 
much in her position, and I think that's how she wanted it. After several 
minutes of rough fucking, she started playing with her tits, pinching her large
nipples and stroking them. She gave up trying to support herself with her hands
and just laid on the rocks, one hand at her pussy, fingering her clit angrily,
the other reached around, stroking my ass, urging me on.

"Leslie...I'm cumming! Ugh! Ugh! I cumming inside you!"

Her pussy convulsed spasmodically as it received my seed. She gasped, then 
cried out like a wild animal, the sound echoing off the cliff walls. "Oh yes. 
More...I know you can...give me more." I wasn't getting soft so I started 
fucking her again. After another few minutes, I decided a change was in order. 
I reached down and scooped up her left her leg and spun her around, using my 
cock as an axis. She wrapped her legs around my waist and we began fucking 
anew. Leslie's face was contorted into a blissful grimace as I pounded into her
with my cock and licked at each full tit. "Oh oh oh...OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!"
she clenched her body around mine. The added friction sent me over the edge, 
pumping one more load of creamy semen into my lover.

After several long minutes we gained control of ourselves and went back to the 
tent. We dressed and ate some beef jerky I'd found in my supplies. After we ate
I asked her a question that had been bugging me for a little while: "Um, are 
you on the pill or anything?"

She smiled, "Yes, but..."

"But you don't think they worked." I finished her sentence.

She blushed, "You could feel it too?" I nodded.

"It's OK, I don't know why...I just feel...right about it. I need you...You are
part of me now."

Leslie started sobbing, "Oh god...That's just how I feel. I'm so happy you 
understand."

We finished packing and got into the jeep. The river was much lower now and the
jeep could now ford it. We stopped in town to grab something substantial to 
eat. As we ate, we talked in depth about what we could do with our lives. 
Suddenly an impulse grabbed me. I slid my old class ring off and gave it to 
Leslie.

"Marry me. Today. Right now. Marry me."

She laughed nervously and took the ring. "Yes! Yes I will." We found the local 
town's justice of the peace and got married that morning.

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Our son, Jared, was born nine months later. We both cashed out our company 
stocks and sold our respective houses and opened a camping equipment store in 
the mountains. We live in a nice cabin surrounded by acres of wilderness...I 
don't think any of our children were conceived in the same place (and certainly
none in our bed).

                                   -+The End+-

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