Chapter 32

He grasped one of my breasts with his free hand, and brought my arm that was attached to his, over my head. In one swift motion, he was inside me, pushing deeper as he buried himself within my soaking sheath. He pumped in and out of my deeper region, slowly burying himself, then slowly pulling outward, almost completely, and going back in deep again. After pushing in as deep as he could go, he would then keep thrusting inward. This movement, almost like a vibration against my pelvic bone, caused a surge of sensations to ripple up through my abdomen and a renewed hunger resulted. Soon I was bucking my hips off the air mattress to meet his strokes. We were moving in perfect rhythm as my feminine muscles tightened, and I was thrown over the edge once again and did not fight the sweet release. Feeling very euphoric, I was pinned on the air mattress, and it was so exhilarating letting go and just being in the moment, feeling as though the past two years of grieving for my beloved husband were now finally over. I felt alive with Aaron, almost like a new woman. I felt as though the world stopped turning when we were together. It was a connection like I had never experienced with anyone before, not even with my husband.
I lay on the mattress panting as another wave of orgasm washed over my body, rocketing emotions, and sensations throughout my abdomen and groin. I screamed out then and he covered my mouth with his, darting his tongue deep into my mouth and pinning me down harder as he gained leverage and pushed deeper and deeper into me. I felt on the edge of another release I cried out against Aaron’s hand, moaning, and moving my head back and forth as a single large orgasm rocketed through my body, sending tingles over my abdomen, that I shivered in delight. As one orgasm finished another would begin, leaving me limp on the mattress and panting against his hand that still loosely covered my mouth.
He pulled his hardness from within me, and said, “I want to take you from behind.” I maneuvered my body so that I was on my knees bent over with my head on the pillow in the perfect position for him. He placed our hands, which were handcuffed together, on my hip, so that he was gripping my hip and I was too. I laid my other arm on the pillow, so that my head rested on my elbow. He positioned himself between my legs, and touched my wet, swollen lips with his fingertips before sliding his manhood up to the opening of my deeper region. Gripping himself, he glided his erection into my hot desire, pushing easily and deeply into my soaking sheath. It felt wonderful. The first deep slide into me, the feeling of fullness as he filled my warm wetness with his own sizzling arousal. Tingles danced across my groin as he slowly stroked in and out, gripping my hips with his fingers. His movements began to increase as he moved faster and faster, deeper, and deeper within me. I could feel his shaved balls hit against my clit, causing surges of arousal to soar within my abdomen. Each time he pushed deep within me, I could feel him massaging my g-spot with the head of his erection, and each time a shiver would vibrate over my body.
I was moaning and panting against the pillow, and I began biting it as an orgasm traveled over my body leaving me limp and making my legs shake. I thought surely, I would fall to the mattress. He held me up and continued to build up orgasm after orgasm; they were rising and falling quickly as each one came after the next. Soon I was screaming and moaning against the pillow trying to quiet my own cries. Just as I thought I could not take any more without catching my breath, I felt him tremble and shake within me. With one last deep push he exploded inside me, I could feel his hot juices fill my warm sheath and dribble down my thighs as he spurted shot after shot of saltiness inside me. His legs buckled and he fell against my back pushing me into the mattress further. I fought to hold him up as he caught his own breath. He was breathing heavily against my back and softly kissed my neck before hoisting himself up.
Aaron grabbed the key from his pocket after fishing around for a moment, and unlocked the handcuff from my wrist, rubbing it lightly with his fingertips. I still lay with my head on the pillow as he grabbed a towel and rubbed it up and down between my thighs to clean me up. He then undid his own handcuff and tossed the pair onto the floor of the tent. Lying beside me, he pulled me close to him and we laid in each other’s arms for quite a while until my stomach growled indicating the need for lunch. I propped myself up on my elbows to look at him and he smiled brushing a strand of my curly brown hair off my face. “I’m feeling hungry. Should we start a campfire and have some roasted hot dogs?” I asked with a smile. “Sure, thing babe,” he said, as he moved off the bed to get dressed and handing me my clothes as he grabbed his own. We both dressed and walked out of the tent feeling fresh and a bit weak, but very satisfied.
As Aaron started the fire, I looked around in our cooler and grabbed a package of hot dogs and buns along with a bag of potato chips and some paper plates. I sat in a lawn chair and watched him start the fire, admiring his gorgeous butt while he bent over to get the flames going. As his hands moved around placing the wood and the crumpled newspaper, I asked, “Were you a boy scout?” “Yes, I was,” he said, now looking back at me and settling into the lawn chair and grinning. He never stopped amazing me. He grabbed my hand as he sat down, and brought it to his lips, kissing my fingers lightly. “Love you babe, thanks for coming,” he said smiling at me. “Thank you for inviting me,” I said, unable to tell him that I loved him, for fear that, I would lose him as I had my late husband. I had not let anyone into my heart since the loss of him. Aaron was the first man I had even let into my house, let alone my bed, since the death of Brad.
We enjoyed the fire for a bit, then roasted hot dogs had some potato chips and enjoyed the afternoon fall weather, it had not gotten really cold yet and was still in the upper 60’s during the day. Perfect long-sleeved shirt or light jacket weather. When we had finished our lunch and cleaned the area a bit, we sat quietly, each in our own thoughts. At one point Aaron said, “Do you want to go for a hike?” I replied, “Yes, that sounds like fun.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the lawn chair, bringing me back to that first day I met Brad. Tears came into my eyes, thinking of Brad, and I quickly brushed them away. I pushed my thoughts aside and enjoyed being held by Aaron, as he pulled me close and hugged me in a tender embrace.

Aaron and I walked out of our campsite and headed into the woods. It was beautiful and just a little chill in the air. We were both wearing long sleeves and the sun shining through the trees above provided enough warmth to keep us comfortable and happy. It was early afternoon and the sun shone brightly above us providing warmth and light as we walked along holding hands. We chatted about Aaron’s Boy Scout days and how he had gone to camp once and been chased by a bear, we laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. We came to a small clearing in the woods and could hear light laughter and two people talking, sounded like a man and woman. Aaron grabbed my hand and motioned for me to be quiet, putting his index fingers to his lips and whispering “sssh.” We slowly walked towards the clearing and the voices got louder, we could tell then that the two people in the woods were making love, by the grunts and moans that were now coming from them. Over to the left of the clearing on a blanket we saw them, Aaron, and I both crouched down on the forest floor so as not to be seen, even though I doubted the two people were interested in anybody but themselves at the moment.
Aaron grinned back at me, as we both watched the couple on the blanket; the man had the woman on all fours and was taking her from behind. They were both slightly overweight, but the woman had large breasts that were swinging with each stroke of his penis within her. She was moaning and grunting, as I had never seen before; she seemed to be enjoying herself immensely. He had his hands digging into her hips, you could see the indents he was making in her soft flesh as he gripped her hips to push deeper and deeper into her. I looked down and saw that Aaron had a bulge growing in his pants and I felt my own arousal building from watching the two people on the blanket. In a way, I felt guilty for watching, but it was so incredibly erotic I could not look away. The woman’s long red hair was draped over her face, creating a curtain of red. The man reached up and grasping a handful of hair, brought her back towards him. I then saw that she had a pretty face and looked to be in her late 40’s. The man had dark blond hair and he appeared around the same age as the woman. They were both enjoying themselves greatly. I saw them begin to shudder and tremble and knew that they were getting close to a climax.
I whispered in Aaron’s ear, “Let’s go find a little spot of our own.” He grinned and we slowly inched our way away from the clearing and headed in another direction. We walked about 100 feet away from the couple and Aaron stopped abruptly and pulled me to him. He brought his mouth close to mine so that I could feel his warm breath upon my lips and said, “that was very erotic.” “Yes, it was,” I said feeling my own arousal building and my panties getting wetter from both watching the couple and from being so close to Aaron. We were standing near a large tree that must have been 3 feet across and about 100 feet tall when I tilted my head back to look at it. Aaron brought his mouth down on my neck. He kissed, and licked at my flesh, and then making his way up to my jaw line, he kissed and sucked until I was rubbing my hips up against his hardness. I moaned against his ear and flicked my tongue along the lobe, teasingly. He tilted his head towards me so that I could bite at him and flick my tongue over it. He pushed me back against the large tree and grabbed my hands in his. Pushing my arms high above my head, he held me in that position and began grinding his hips against my own. His movements were bringing my arousal to a peak of ecstasy.