Public Breeding: Stranger on a Hiking Trail (creampie, impregnation, exhbitionism, stranger sex)
On a trip across Europe, I decided to go on a hike. When the weather started to make me sweat, I took off my sweatshirt, leaving me with nothing on but shorts and a sports bra. That's when I met Anton, a local man... When we began to make out, I didn't stop him when he pulled my pants around my ankles. Things really got exciting for me when another group of hikers stumbled upon us... More
On a trip across Europe, I decided to hike one of the magnificent peaks of the German Alps. When the weather started to make me sweat, I took off my sweatshirt, leaving me with nothing on but shorts and a sports bra. That's when I met Anton, a local man, also hiking the same path. When he saw my huge tits and long legs, he offered to hike with me. I was so turned on by his rippling muscles and German accent that I had no choice but to follow him. He took me to a beautiful scenic spot, overlooking a waterfall and lake. When we began to make out, I didn't stop him when he pulled my pants around my ankles. Things really got exciting for me when another group of hikers stumbled upon us...
This 4300 word story is about a busty American tourist and a sexy German local hiking in the Alps. It features mind-blowing oral sex, exhibitionism, and an impregnating creampie- while other hikers watch and cheer her on!
"It's wonderful. Thanks for showing me it," I said.
He pulled the hair from my ear. "Not as wunderbar as you, Fraulein," he whispered, sending shivers up my spine. I turned around, and his hands gripped me tightly, his strong hands on my hips. I got on my tiptoes, leaning into him, and kissed him. He smelled musky, sweaty, foreign. He lifted slightly, bringing me to eye level with him, and I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. We kissed deeply like this for a while, my body pressing into his, enjoying every bit of his body.
I thought that we would just make out for a little while, and while that first kiss seemed to last forever, it did end. I pulled away from him and just looked at him for a moment, my brain a little fuzzy. He looked right back at me, eyes hungry. Finally he stepped forward and wrapped his hands around me again, this time going to my fit ass. As he lifted, I wrapped my legs around him, and we kissed some more. I could feel his cock growing in his khaki pants. It was hard but there was no way to tell how big it was without being obvious.
He walked over to one of the benches, leaning over and laying me down on it. I unwrapped my legs from him and stretched out on the bench, one leg going to either side. I closed my eyes as he began to kiss my neck, moving to bite my shoulder. They told me foreign men could be pushy, but I hadn't expected this!
As he kissed my shoulder, he began to work the strap of my pink sports bra off my shoulder. I stopped him, smiling. He looked confused for a moment, then moved to kiss my cleavage. I let him, and his baby smooth face rubbed up and down my sensitive skin. I hoped no one would come up the path and see us, but I was so turned on it was incredible, practically writhing there on the bench while he touched me.
Suddenly, I felt the cool mountain air on my nipples. I looked down, and he had lifted from the bottom, exposing my breasts to the world. I moved my hand to pull it back down, but then his tongue began to tease my nipple, and I leaned back, gasping. I didn't know if it was the lack of oxygen due to the altitude or if it was just a little bit of xenophilia, but I wanted this stranger to touch me. I needed it...