Mt.Rainier

I'm born-n-raised in the beautiful Pacific Northwest . I've always been very active and love the outdoors . I would rather hike and camp from off the beaten path . I enjoy swimming in lakes and rivers , than a public swimming pool ( I hate the chlorine ) . I love camping , with an open fire , tent and sleeping bag ( not in a public crowded campground ) .

During my horny teenaged years , I got most of my dates to enjoy sex in the outdoors ( day or nite ). But , as time went on , I was finding less and less of women that would fuck outdoors at anytime . I guess as we grew older , some got more " civilized " than the rest of us . They just wanted to be pampered with motel-rooms , room-service , wine-n-dine , etc. . This was trying my patience , I was missing the " good ol-days " .

When on-line dating was just getting started , I had to give it a try . Whenever I met one and we would openly ( and I hoped , honestly )discuss about our " favorite " things we like most , out-door sex was not among most of them . I would try to introduce the idea at times , but only found few ( very few ) that would try , and they would only do it once .

I longed for the outdoors so much , I decided to start hiking and camping on my own . My job was very physical ( lifting heavy products , running up-n-down stairs ) and long 12hr shifts . It helped me to stay in good shape .

I made plans to hike and camp around the base of Mt.Rainier on a long weekend ( 3 days ). When I got to the start of a hiking-trail , I was surprised to see how many others were there too , some were there for just a day-hike and some actually were back-packing , like me . Saw small groups , a few couples ( some men-n-women , and some were just guys ), and some single guys and some single women . Seeing a few single women hiking and back-packing got me to remember the good ol-days again . As most of us took up the trail , I noticed that most would hike off the " beaten-path " and disappear into the forest . I decided to do the same , but was looking for the perfect camp-site . My adventure brought me near the base of the mountain and the glacier ice-pack . It was early September ( just after Labor Day ) and the summer temps were near perfect then . My " path " brought me to glacier-fed spring , where I decided to stop and take a taste of some actual " fresh " water . I was about to pick-up and move-on , when a petite gal came back-packing . Her back-pack was bigger than she was , she looked like she was climbing Mt. Everest , not Mt. Rainier . She looked like she was struggling with too much back-pack and weight . I thought she was going to fall into the spring as she tried to cross over it at the fallen tree that layed over it , the same route I took easily . I offered some help , she accepted and took off the heavy pack and trusted me to carry it over the log . She sat and rested a bit , we chatted for a awhile and I helped her up with her overly-loaded pack , wished her good luck and hiked on .

I eventually found my perfect camp-site : a few trees , open and leveled grass-covered area , with great view of a small pond and the valley below . I set-up camp , built a nice campfire , pitched the tent . After dinner , I made some hot-chocolate and added some of my favorite " mixer " ( whiskey )to the whole pot . As it got dark , I noticed it was going to be a clear nite . I was instantly in awe of the amount of stars that came out , amazing what you can see when you get above the city-lights . My drink was starting to take it's effect on me , as I just layed there and enjoyed the show of stars .

I was really into the peace and quiet that I miss so much , when I heard " hello ? ". It was that petite gal with the bigger than life back-pack . When she came close enough for me to notice her from the camp-fire light , I sat up and almost spilled my drink...almost . She giggled and apologized for interrupting me from my " peace-n-quiet " . I invited her to my camp and offered a drink of my " special " brew . I told her it was hot-chocolate made from the glacier-fed spring near-by . She liked it , never commenting on any taste of alcohol .

It wasn't long that she too was enjoying the show of the star-filled nite sky . She joined me by laying down and starred at sky , as we continued to chat . I learned that she was sort-of new to hiking and camping , first time on the mountain . She did some camping in a few K.O.A.s over the years , but , this was her first time totally alone . I kept re-filling her cup with the whiskey-added hot chocolate . And I think it was starting to take effect on her as she kept thanking me for helping her in her " hour-of-need " , over and over ...and over again . The hike up here , really gave her legs a work-out and she started massaging them . But , she looked clumsy at it...not really getting a good leg massage . I got tired of seeing how poorly she was trying to relieve her leg pains and I offered to help . With her " ok " and she just fell back and wouldn't allow any hot chocolate go to waste , I began to massage her legs . She really enjoyed the " pampering " I was giving her : warm fire , star-filled clear nite sky , my " special " brew , and strong hands . I started at her calves and worked my way up . When I reached her thighs , it was hard for me to act like a gentleman and just stop there . But , she surprised me with : " don't stop now " . I could barely see her eyes as the campfire was slowly dying . I grabbed a few more large pieces of tree-limbs , that I collected earlier and soon the fire grew again . When the campfire lite was glowing enough , I noticed her face completely . She had that look that I use to see alot , back in the good ol-days . She wanted to get laid , as she indicated by holding my hand on her thigh and guiding it around her crotch . I couldn't let this go by , even tho I knew she was a bit more drunk than I was , I wanted her too . She finally let go of my hand as I groped around for a feel of her crotch . She moaned and grind with delight . Memories from my dates from the past came to my mind . I took a chance and leaned down and kissed her , she quickly threw her arms around me and kissed me back . When our tongues touched , we both lost control and the " wild animal " in us took over .

We were undressing each other , kissing all over each others body . As soon as I got her pants off , I discovered she had plans for this all along ( no undies , no bra ). I'm 6ft. , 180lbs , strong...and I'm guessing that she was 5ft. , 110lbs , petite , cute , and extremely horny . She was more of an animal than I was that nite , her arms wrapped around me tight , digging her short finger-nails in my back and clawing at times . I don't have the biggest cock on the planet , but she was surprised to see that she could hold my cock with both hands ( like you would hold a baseball bat , one hand over the other ). Her eyes really became more focused when I slowly entered her , her eyes widening more with every inch she took . " Oh MY GOD , you're huge...oh FUCK " she claimed . I just looked into her eyes and smiled : " I'm not that big , you're just that small ". She managed to giggled a bit , and went right back into the action . All of my past girl-friends were BBW's ( full-figured , big boobs and ass ) , and she was not . But , she didn't stop at anything that nite . She scared me when she asked me to fuck her ass . When she rolled over and I just looked at her tiny ass-hole and I looked at my hard cock and thought : " oh shit ...this will not work...there's no fucking-way I'll get it into her " . Her hands were actually shaking from the fear of the pain that was about to come , when she reached around and spread her ass-cheeks wide-open for me . " Are you sure about this ? " I asked . I love to do anal , whenever I can get a gal to allow it ( which was about as often as they would agree to fuck out-doors...not often ). " Fuck , Yeah...just be slow at first...don't slam-it in...PLEASE ", she begged .

I know it was past midnite when we started fucking , the sun was rising when she finally collapsed from exhaustion and fell asleep . Because of most of my jobs were working nite-shift , I was still wide awake . I re-stoked the fire and watched the sun-rise . A bit of fog covered over the small pond , down hill from us . Saw a small herd of Rocky mountain-sheep drinking the water , as the fog slowly lifted . Then I gazed at my sleeping " petite " camper and noticed her contented smile .