Wouldn't it be hot... Monday

Week 18: Monday
Monday also happened to be New Years Day. A and I had no plans for the day so I decided to suggest something that would correct that.

"Wouldn't it be hot if we went on a road trip and found a secluded place to molest each other?"

Well we packed a lunch and headed off towards the Blue Mountains. With no real destination in mind, we kept an eye out for any signs advertising an interesting place to explore. After a couple of dead ends, we found ourselves on a very rough dirt road leading off to a picnic and camping area. The crappy road seemed to keep most touristy types at bay since when we found the "day use" area there was no sign of habitation, except for one occupied camping site nearby from which I couple of campers wandered out.

We parked and checked out the area which was untouched and quite breathtaking, with a large body of water surrounded by overgrown forest and backing onto a rocky ridge. If it wasn't for the distant music coming from the nearby campers it would have been ideally tranquil. After shooting a few photos and having a late lunch by the water, we dumped our excess gear and went tramping up the rocky slope to see what was beyond the hill. After a fair bit of traipsing down barely identifiable paths we headed back the way we came until we were back at the top of the rocky ridge, looking down at the waterhole and campsite.

A found a large concave rock that was perfectly shaped to lie down in and we took a break, enjoying the cool afternoon. I curled up on the rock beside him and it wasn't long before his long fingers found their way under my thin t-shirt to trace patterns on my skin. Soon we were kissing and caressing, his hands grasping my arse as I stroked his erection through his pants. We strained against each other like that, two bodies, one need until the clothes had to go. A made short work of stripping me and I helped get his gear off also. As our clothing came off the cool day turned and it started to rain in a light mist, beading droplets of icy water to our skin and making me break out in goosebumps. A's fingers found my pussy already incredibly wet and I moaned my appreciation to his attentions.

There we were the two of us, naked, lustful out in the open and clearly visible should anyone from the camp wander out toward the water. A instructed me to perch up on the edge of the rock, even more exposed and I could do naught but obey. This position was perfect for him to pleasure me orally and as we moved into position the light rain grew heavier, turning into a true downpour. I started to tremble with cold, the shock of it distracting me from my orgasm despite A's skillful ministrations with lips and tongue. Thankfully A turned onto his back and demanded I sit on his cock, which I was more than happy to do. My dripping pussy slid easily down his lovely cock and he pumped into me with abandon as his own climax approached and overtook him.

The rain was definitely full pelt now as we scrambled into our damp clothes. I could feel the warmth of A's release slip from my pussy lips as we trekked back down the rock face to the car.