A Little Fun On The Trail

Shortly after we got married, my husband and I took up the hobby of Geocaching.  For those who don’t know, Geocaching is a scavenger hunt type of game where you use GPS to look for containers hidden at any location, within reason.  One day, we got a list of GPS coordinates and made it a day of looking for these caches.  The last cache on our list was located down along the Pinhoti Trail which connects with the Appalachian Trail.  It was a beautiful autumn day, not too hot, not too cold.  We parked the car at the trailhead and began our hike to where the coordinates would take us.

After walking about a mile, we finally made it ground zero where the cache was supposed to be hidden.  We scoured the area trying to pinpoint the actual location of the cache, but being in amongst all the trees, we weren’t getting a good satellite signal, and we seemed to be walking in circles but not finding anything.  I got frustrated and told my husband that I didn’t think it was there and I was ready to go back.  But, he is the persistent person that he is, he said he wasn’t giving up just yet, and he kept looking.  I walked a little ways down the trail back in the direction we came from, and I came upon a huge boulder along the edge of the trail.  I turned back to see where my husband was and he was making his way up around a huge wall of rocks in his quest to find the cache.  Being out in the woods with no one around gave me this wild idea, and I was planning to run with it hoping that no one else came along the trail and found me there.

What was this idea?  I climbed up on the boulder and unbuttoned my shirt and pulled up my bra exposing my breasts to the cool, autumn air.  Then I unzipped my jeans and laid back on the huge boulder waiting for my husband to come back down the trail.

About five minutes later, he comes walking down the trail, completely oblivious to what I was doing.  As he neared the huge boulder and saw my body splayed across the top of it, he stopped in his tracks and started laughing, not in a bad way, but because he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.  I looked at him and asked, “What’s so funny?”  He said, “I’m in a bit of a shock  I wasn’t expecting this!”

He walked over, laid his walking stick down, took off his backpack, and took advantage of the situation.  He caressed one of my breasts while taking the other into his mouth and sucked and licked my nipple.  Then I took his hand and slid it down to my panties where he slid it in and began stroking my wet pussy.  He then slipped a finger inside and began pleasuring me while still sucking my tits.  Although this didn’t lead to full-blown sex, it was an event that allowed me to step outside my comfort zone because it took place outside, out in the open, and it has given me ideas to try something new the next time we’re out hiking in the woods.