CHAPTER 114: HIKING WITH ANALISE (10)

"I can’t wait anymore. Take me! Pound me into the ground," cried Analise.

Without delay, he dropped to his knees between her legs, then rubbed his tip on her slit. She was slick, and he entered her as soon as he found her entrance.

As he pushed into her, she cried out, "Oh, yes! Mmmm, so thick! More, I want more!"

With three quick thrusts, each deeper than the last, he bottomed out inside her hot, tight tunnel. As soon as his balls pressed against her ass, she wrapped her legs around him, then reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him down to kiss him hungrily.

Between kisses, she gasped, "Do it, baby. Pound me. Hurry, I’m so hot."

He pulled back, then slammed his hips forward.

"YES! Harder!" she cried.

He pulled back until only his tip was inside her, then slammed his hips forward again.

"Oh, god, yes! More! Harder!"

He reached around and grabbed her ankles and pushed her feet towards her head. Then he hooked his arms behind her knees and leaned forward and planted his hands on either side of her shoulders. Then, in a planking form, lifted his hips until just his tip was inside, then drove his ships down as hard as he could.

CRACK!

The sharp sound of his hips smacking against her thighs was accompanied by her cry of, "YES!"

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

With a slow steady rhythm, he drove into her like a pile driver, each thrust as hard as he could. His balls were smacking into her ass so hard each impact stung.

With each impact, she cried out, "YES! YES! YES!"

As he drove his rod into her, she alternated between clutching the blanket under her, gripping his forearms, caressing his face, and digging her fingers into his back. Her wild passion and cries of pleasure soon drove him to the brink.

The boiling in his balls soon erupted and with a guttural roar, he drive his himself into her as hard as he could and released a torrent of seed inside her. With each spasm of his balls, his hips thrust forward, and he felt like his tip was tapping against the entrance to her womb.

With his first explosive release, she cried out, and he felt her walls clench around him. Their spasms almost in sync, they both twitched for a time. Eventually, he released her legs and collapsed on top of her. His labored breathing hot in her ear, her moans from pleasant after shocks tickling his.

She caressed his back and said, "You are amazing. That was amazing. I’ve never-"

She stopped there and grabbed his head to kiss him. He could tell that she was probably going to say something like, "I’ve never had someone like you." Given their conversation on the drive up, he figured she was still worried he would look down on her or be annoyed at hearing she had been with other guys.

To ease her concern, he gently bit her earlobe and said, "Did you want to tell me this is the best sex you’ve ever had?"

She nodded.

"Am I better than all your other boyfriends?" he kept his tone light and teasing.

She nodded her head. He would have to thank her previous boyfriends. Their failure made his success look all the better. Miranda’s ’better than expected’ was nice to hear, but she had no prior experience to provide proper perspective. But Analise had prior experience, so her acknowledgement that this was the best sex she’d ever had was especially sweet.

She tensed, then blurted, "Wait, ’other’? Does that mean you are my boyfriend?" She sounded hopeful.

He kissed her deeply, then pulled back and stared deep into her eyes. There were a lot of ways he could respond, but decided to keep it simple.

"Yes."

She hugged him tight and kissed him fiercely, trying to say something, but it just sounded like she was moaning into his mouth. He was still hard as a rock, so he began trusting into her again, but this time, slow and steady. With each thrust he would pull out till only his tip was inside, then slowly thrust forward and press his hips into her hard, each time trying to knock on the entrance to her womb with his tip.

Her kisses softened and her tongue played with his as he continued his slow, deliberate pace. Twice more, she reached her peak. But unlike her first time, she just twitched and moaned softly into his mouth. When he felt himself get close, he was tempted to speed up but instead just maintained his steady pace. The fire slowly growing in his core was almost maddening, and when he finally reached his peak, his release was so intense that he could only open his mouth in a silent exhale of ecstasy.

Afterwards, he lay on top of her as she caressed his back and ran her fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and his breathing slowed and the next moment; she was gently slapping him on the back.

"Um, I could lay like this forever, but I need to pee."

He’d fallen asleep on top of her.

"Sorry," he said.

"No, no, I liked it. I would have let you sleep longer, but I really need to pee."

He nodded, then sat up. She whined in complaint when he slowly pulled his still semi hard member out of her.

As she stood, he said, "Hold on a second."

Then he pulled a small clear plastic squeeze bottle out of his pack that had a ninety degree bend in the nozzle.

He filled it with water, then handed it to her. "Here, this is better than using toilet paper."

"Oh, wow. You think of everything."

She started looking around, and he pointed to a gap between two boulders. She nodded and headed that way.

While she was taking care of her business, he handled his, then returned to the blanked and started pulling out the food and water heater. He had worked up a serious appetite and felt like his stomach would start eating him if he didn’t appease it soon.

Analise soon returned and handed him the empty squeeze bottle, then watched as he prepared lunch. The freeze-dried food came in slivery packets that doubled as bowls. After heating the water, he opened one and poured the water inside before resealing it. He set it aside and repeated the procedure with the other.

"Do you want chicken curry with rice, or beef stew with sweat potatoes?" he asked.