A Wet, Cold Night On The Mountain

In my youth I lived in a country marked by volcanoes. There was an alpine climbing club and I joined them in the 7th grade, the first year I could join. There were two groups, the younger kids were in the beginners group until we earned our stripes. I was in a year and one of our targets was a nine thousand foot dormant volcano. I'll interrupt here to note that weather forecasts were not available, it was a skill you picked up over time. At that time the weather could change on a dime. We packed for it. This was an overnight climb.

At around seven thousand feet the weather changed, rain, sleet, wind. We were told to make camp, and look for protection against the wind. After dark, behind a large rock, in my one man tent, in my sleeping bag when someone hit my tent and asked for help. A girl about my age, sopping wet, and very cold was standing there. Convincing her to get out of her wet clothes was not easy, but once she was down to nothing, dryer by using my shirt to dry her, I loaned her my undershirt and got her inside the sleeping bag and the tent zipped against the wind. In a very few minutes we were warm, and I spooned her tight against me.

I accidently rubbed her boob, and she shrugged my hand off. The next moment wasn't an accident, I got my hand under her bra and felt up her boobs. My erection was rubbing against her butt and back. I got my thumbs in her panties and worked them down her thighs, enough for me to get my penis inside her legs and I still swear she maneuvered so I went straight in her vagina, until I finished by releasing inside of her. Then we slept.

The next morning the rain gad stopped, the wind was blowing and it was just above freezing. I was able to see her face, an incredibly pretty girl. I saw her boobs as she worked to get her bra back on, and her bush as she pulled on her panties. She put on her wet clothes. I found another couple of guys, then our trainer. He organized a search for other girls, a couple were found, then another girl. Our leader sent one of the boys down with a message to get the rangers to help find the other girls and walk them down.

The next time I saw her at her home with her parents. Her grandmother thanked me for taking care of her. Her parents were focused on what she told them happened. Nothing difficult came about, we were allowed to see each other and there was a very relaxed atmosphere about it. Her grandmother was on her case to look after me, after all we were married in her way of thinking.

After graduation from high school before going to college we got married. From the day we got off the mountain that was never in question.