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While we were walking around in town, we met one of the engineers that I worked with along with his wife. He looked closely at Corinne and then looked at me with a questioning look since he was sure he had never seen her before. Somehow in our discussions about Yellowstone, the hot springs in the area came up and he told of a hot spring that was more secluded than others …. he always went there when he and his wife want the seclusion. His wife gave him a loving poke in the ribs and I knew right then it was a place Corrine and I should seek out.
He pointed out where it was on my topographical map. Corrine was interested in seeing it if we could find it either in the afternoon or the next day. The afternoon remained cool and damp …. so the hot spring visit was put on the ‘things to do list’ for the next day. We returned to the cabin and Corrine suggested we close down my tent site and I move in with her full time in the cabin. I was a little cautious, things were moving a little to fast for me but I decided to give in after some coaxing. We were done transferring my belongings by the evening and went to eat at the lodge. We then got cozy by the lodge’s fire place. Once again we ended up having a few to many drinks before retuning to Corrine’s the cabin that was so nice and cozy warm compared to my tent.
We turned on the one light bulb that was more of a small night light than a bulb to light the cabin. Corrine turned on her portable radio and found a music station. I held out my arms as an invitation to dance. I told her I’m not good at this but I can fake a slow dance. I’m really a fair dancer but I found that this excuse seemed to be a good hook to allow me to get to meet a woman. I mildly complained that I use to dance some but I’ve forgotten a lot of the steps. We danced slowly and close. I began caressing the small of her back for a few minutes. She made soft murmuring and purring sounds to my massaging.
I began to move my hand in a more southerly direction to caress the cheeks of her ass when Corrine commented ….
“Wrong direction.”
Corrine was making small talk as we shuffled about. Corrine asked “Do you have a favorite dance step?” “Yep, the horizontal mambo!” as I continued to sway with the song while rubbing of her back.
There was no response to that comment for a few seconds while she thought about what I said. Then…”Ooooh you …there is another one of your naughty ideas!” We danced quietly for a few minutes. She finally whispered “Let’s go to bed.”
She slowly withdrew from holding on to me as long as possible sliding her arms along mine down to the finger tips as she separated from me. She always initiated her seduction of me with the continuous eye contact and a silence with a definite seductive smile. Now it was off to the bathroom to change for her ritualistic grooming and seductive re-entry. It never ceased to result in a sensual rush!
I assumed that we were not getting ready to get into the sleeping bags to sleep. I stripped and got into the double sleeping bag; but this time I took the inside of the bag that was the original wet spot. Corrine would not have to crawl over me to get to bed.
It took what seemed like a long time for Corrine to come out of the bath room. She came out with a long robe on and slowly came across to the bed. I mentioned the light and she nodded her head no. The little bit of illumination was to stay on. Things were going to different tonight. I began to sense that this was not a spur of the moment idea to leave the light on. Corrine had thought out this event long before we began our dance.
When she got to edge of the bed she just stood there. She had never said a word since we were ‘dancing’ together. Her hair had been fixed and pushed back with a head band. She slowly undid her robe and exposed herself slowly, very slowly without saying a word …. never taking her eyes off me ….then for the first time let the robe slide from her body before turning off the light. She was sending one emotional rush after another through me. She was just something special …. and all without saying a word. Every time she anticipated being sexual, all her efforts were to completely seduce me by sensual and seductive practices before I could touch her. She was a very different woman than I was use too.
I pulled back her side of the un-zippered bag and she sat, tucked her feet in and I heard her begin to zip up the bag as she slid down and came close to me. Corrine put her head on the pillow, snuggled up and put her finger to my lips to let me know to be quiet again. Then she lightly kissed me to where I just barely felt the touch of her lips. I knew the touching of my lips was her sign to let me know I was not to speak. I was once again stunned by what she had expressively done to me emotionally. I was about to experience another rerun of Corrine’s seductive techniques. She would begin to play out this intimate dance if there was to be one. I was an emotional stimulated …. never had I been through such long sensual encounters without words or any body contact. Just about every encounter with her was a new delicious sensual experience. Her moves were hypnotic in that I always knew to just be quiet and let her control me …entirely.
After what seemed a long time, Corrine stirred and I felt her hands on my chest sliding from one nipple to the other, squeezing each one as she passed. Her hand went down to my crotch as she came up to look into my face and kissed me tenderly. She caressed my cock and balls and then left me as I was responding to her touch ….. she was teasing again. Her finger was on my lips again as she then tilted my head to the side on the pillow and kissed my neck. I snuggled close to her relishing all she was doing to me.
It took me a number of seconds to recognize what she was doing. She was dwelling on my neck with a long sensual kiss. Corrine was giving me a hickie! I reacted to her efforts by attempting to tuck my face into my neck to stop her intent but I was obviously too late. Hell, I wasn’t a kid anymore!
Now she left that side of my neck and moved to the other side as I said “No!” Corrine affectionately put pressure on my face to turn my head and to let me know that was not the correct thing to say and any posture of resistance was not what she wanted. Corrine remained quiet as she worked her seductive magic on me. She really was working me over and I knew this hickie was going to be another gem! In reality, I now had a general feeling of light heartiness to Corrine’s transgressions. I thought to myself ….. “What the hell! I can turn up my collar and they’ll fade away in a few days. I began to relive a few old memories of being a kid in the back seat of my old Mercury again. I smiled and stretched my neck out to give Corrine easy access to whatever she wanted to do now. She joyfully wriggled about when she knew I was not resisting and feverishly nibbled away.
Besides, Corrine was playing out her seductive plan of action. She was feeling very excited about what she was accomplishing. If previous results of Corrine’s seductive activities were any measure of things to come, I knew what the results of this night will be.
She completed her ‘nibbling event’ and went to just lying across my chest. I slowly became aware of her elevated emotional state as her breathing had become labored. She was turning her self on again with no input from me. Corrine went back to kissing my face. She stopped at one ear where I heard a soft “You turn me on.” She moved off to kissing my eyes and on to the other ear. I went to say something when she spoke again at my other ear. Calmly I heard “I brought my muffin! Did you bring the butter?”
Her face appeared over my face with a broad grin expressing her enjoyment of her control of both our emotional states. With out much effort on Corrine’s part I was experiencing an excitement to move on to our next level of pure sex. Forget the hickie! I could feel her elevated state of excitement now. What a rush from so few little words spoken, so quietly and calmly.
I heard her unzip her side of the sleeping bag as she uncovered us both. I felt her feeling for my stiff cock as she drew herself over the top of me. She slid back as she positioned herself to take me in a forward cowgirl position. Once she got my cock in an upright position, she straddled me and began to lower her body while wiggling her hips and ass. I felt her puffy pussy lips spread and the head of my cock slip between the folds. My cock was dry and she began massaging her wet pussy with my cock spreading her wet juices over the head and shaft. I moved my hand in and effort to what I thought would be helpful but Corrine murmured “No”.
This was going to be her show again …. her minute of control… her total seduction and I loved everything she was doing. Now I understood the reason for the small light to be left on. This was going to be her visual sexual seduction!
Corrine pushed her pussy down and over my shaft until she took me full depth. She carefully went to supporting herself on both hands in this cowgirl position. With an “Oooohh” comment I felt myself touch her deep inside and I knew what she was feeling. If she wasn’t careful in this position she could hurt herself and ruin the moment. Her tits stood proudly straight out from her body her nipples looking straight ahead. Her tits jiggled with the slightest bit of her body motion. Damn was I hard and ready!
She had been staring straight ahead as she moved into position to begin. Now she slowly lowered her eyes to meet mine while flashing a big sensual smile. There was no doubt that she was feeling the effect of her liquor.
“Do you know what I’m going to do now?” I knew what she going to do but I didn’t expect what I heard next.
“I’m going to save a horse and ride a cowboy! I’m going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before!”
My mind screamed out silently to me. “What …what did this girl say?” What happened to the Corrine that I had come to know for so short a time? Where did this side of this girl come from? Obviously the too many drinks released another Corrine! Why didn’t I see this side of her personality last night? I believe this was a side of her that maybe only two other guys may have seen. But I came to believe they never had seen this side of her for many reasons. It was a side of her she may have suppressed. It may now have been set free because of her not being in a confined relationship that she had doubts about. Of course, Corrine’s little over indulgence in booze may have helped. I was now on the receiving end of all the wonderful released emotions and I already was wanting her and waiting.
Corrine began to bounce on my cock lifting her body almost to the point of extraction and then plunging her self with abandonment down full length. I held Corrine’s hips to help her be steady and careful as she lifted her body in preparation of each downward plunge. Her cadence quickened with every lifting of her body. Her eyes were at first closed, directing all her senses to capture all her feelings of fucking me, leaving behind any inhibitions she may have harbored before that night. Her tits at first bounced with every thrust. Then they would get into a circular motion for a few seconds and then back to a just up and down motions. It was exciting to watch Corrine bounce …and watch her erotic tit dance…. her eyes still closed … in a world of her own…with me just a tool in her satisfaction of the moment. I knew it, but she didn’t…… Corrine was flying high….. all alone in ecstasy in a world of her own making. Damn what a woman to have and hold for my own for tonight.
Her eyes opened; now I thought she was coming down from her solo flight …. Coming down to be with me …. Coming down to be with her lover she had left for a few moments. She was panting, moaning and sometimes making growling sounds deep in her throat like a big cat in heat. But I was wrong …..The newest Corrine was still here with me.
“Am I doing you good? Tell me if I’m a good piece ass!”
I was astonished at what she was saying! Not that it was that bad but it was not what I expected from the Corrine of yesterday. I told her she was a good woman and a desirable lover. She was pleasing me like I had never been pleased before. She was one hot woman. Theses words of kindness were not what the newly released Corrine really wanted to hear! Between bouncing, panting and grunting out Ah-huh…. ah-huh…. ah-huh as she continuously impaled herself on my cock Corrine called out …
“But I want to know if I’m a good fuck Bobby. Tell me I’m a good fuck ….. tell me! Am I good piece of ass?”
I was smiling to my self … The new Corrine was not the Corrine I knew a little while ago. She wanted to know … she wanted to be reassured what she had so long suppressed.
“You know you are a good piece of ass. But best of all you are great squirter.”
Those words seemed to have a calming effect on Corrine as she slowed down and settled on long slow lifting strokes. Corrine went to looking beneath our bodies and between her legs to see my wet cock disappear and then reappear as it was engulfed by her very wet pussy. She looked down at me and then back at my cock between her legs again as she watched her self now sensuously making love to it.
I was enthralled with her actions…. Corrine was now with me and not flying solo. She was very wet and her wetness was oozing from her pussy and copiously running down my cock and the crack of my ass. Showing signs of obviously being tired from her vigorous endeavor Corrine leaned forward over my body and supported her weight on her arms while giving me a sensuous kiss.
“Let me take over! Let’s turn over and I’ll do the work. It’s my turn to please you.” That was met with a murmur from Corrine of “No not yet, I’m not too tired.” I could tell that she still wanted to be in control and it wasn’t my moment to interfere. Complete control was her mission in sexual encounters.
Now our eyes were locked in a visual embrace. Corrine slowly and very deliberately went to a rocking body motion as my cock was almost extracted from her pussy and then ever so slowly pushed back in. Her smiling facial expressions said all there was to say. She knew she was pleasing her lover and she loved what she sensed. The sound from her wetness was very apparent in the quietness of the bed.
She continued with her slow withdrawal and a slow push back in, rocking her body over and over with me trying not to move. I did lift my hips to get deeper penetration.
Her boobs were slightly swaying to and fro staying in cadence with her gentle rolling body motion. I would switch from looking into her eyes to watching her boobs swing close to my face. She went on for a few minutes while she stared down and into my eyes. This was her moment ….I was the object of her total seduction. I figured out later that she was watching my eyes and feeling my body movements to see where I was in my aroused state. She began rocking faster, picking up the pumping rhythm. Corrine commented on the creaking of the bed and it was a point of excitement for her. It appeared to be a confirmation of her complete control. Again she now changed from a pattern of quick breathing to panting. She sure did get herself in to a pre - climatic state very quickly. She was getting very hot, very fast.
She called my name saying “I’m going to want you soon.”
The hell with “Not allowed” …. I grabbed her butt and pounded in rhythm with her thrusting and the squeaks from the bed. There wasn’t a word of restriction uttered …. only a deep moaning …. Repeating just my name panting rapidly as she thrust back against my shaft …. I pounded back. She tilted her head back as she called out to me again “Oooooh Bobbeeeee” and climaxed. She held herself down on me while I was in full depth and I spurted multiple times, deep within her muffin. She sighed deeply …. as her body at first rippled with pleasure and then shuddered as she seemed to melt down on me. Her head sagged after her climax and she slowly settled down on and rested on my chest.
She really did me good! I had experienced tingling on the cheeks of my face, top of my head and down the front of my legs to my toes. Two of my toes were cramped! …. This was one of the best climaxes for me in intensity.
Corrine sighed with her head on my chest “How wonderful I feel while we are making love. Something is very different in me when I’m with you Bobby. I really don’t know just what.” She continued with “I’ve only been with two men before …. one was a short time relationship and the second one lasted many years, but we never got married. The short time I’ve been with you has made me feel things with much more feeling and intensity. Only now do I know that I was missing something in those two relationships.”
She was still lying on top of me when I felt my cock slipping out of her loveable pussy and a surge of wetness flowed down between my legs and balls and onto my sleeping bag. She was obviously also feeling some thing because she lifted her face from my chest and looked at me. I just said “I’m wet again.” Corrine just smiled knowing what the cause of our wet feeling was. I could already tell without looking that it was another two or more towel night to cover the little fish pond beneath my ass and allow me to sleep through the night, warm and comfortable.
Corrine completely un-zippered the sleeping bag and stood up as she pulled the bag out of the way. I moved to one side and there was another wet spot just like the one from last night. Corinne started to say something when she looked down and exclaimed “Oohhh.” …. She was leaking cum down one leg. She grabbed tissues from the bedside night table and placed them between her legs in an attempt to catch all the wetness. She looked back at the large wet spot again in the sleeping bag again. Then she looked at me, covered her mouth with one hand while her other hand was between her legs and started to giggle. I was looking at her and trying to clean myself when she looked up at the ceiling and while giggling, and spoke out “Mother …. Bobby buttered my muffin again.”
She burst out laughing and kind of did a half crossed leg skip to the bathroom while she kept her hand between her legs. Yep, too many drinks! There were periodic shuffling noises and a genuine self indulging laughter from the bathroom that meant something very personal down deep inside her consciousness was being reviewed.
How come women always do that cross legged hop as they cover their ‘muffin’ and men just grab a hold and walk?
When she came out of the bathroom she was not feeling any pain …. far too much booze … she obviously could not hold her liquor. I put my arm around her and helped her to the bed …. the dry side. I had the towels side again. I zipped her in and got into the bag after turning out the light.
I heard the extra drinks talking out of the darkness “Do you know that SOB called me a lousy piece of ass the last time I was with him.” I knew who she was talking about. I told her “Shhhh” as I tenderly caressed her temples.
I snuggled close to her ear and in a muted voice I told her..
“You are surely one great piece of ass… definitely the best I ever had!
Corrine turned her face to look at me “Are you telling me the truth or are you just saying that because you know I needed you to tell me that?”
“Now come on… you know you are good now! In fact you are better than good, you are a delectable lover…. definitely a great piece of ass! And you know what else?”
“What” was Corrine’s as she stared into my eyes.
“Do you think I could get another piece in the morning?”
That was more than she could handle. There was some joyful sobbing intermixed with some chuckling for a minute or so with her face buried in her pillow. I caressed her locks of blond hair and rubbed her head. She was asleep in minutes. Corrine definitely was a good piece of ass, booze or no booze. She just was more vocal with booze!
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The morning dawned bright and sunny. It looked like it was going to be a good day for the hot spring …. Corinne may even need it. She was fast asleep as I left to get two breakfasts to go at the lodge and a bottle of Excedrins. The two girls in the cafeteria smiled and then one giggled as she took my money for the meals.
.Corrine was stirring when I arrived back at the cabin and as I put everything on the table. She did not look good!
“I got you some breakfast and a large coffee … you’ll feel better after you have your coffee.”
She never uttered a word. She picked at everything over and over until most of her meal had been eaten along with her Excedrins. I had her lie down on the bed until the pain killers hopefully would begin to work.
After an hour or so, she was up and a feeling a little better. I rolled up the wet bag as Corrine held her hand to her mouth to cover her smile. We drove to the camp ground showers to get cleaned up as the sleeping bag was getting washed and dried in the Laundromat. I showered and then went to the mirror to shave. Good grief …. two large dark hickies …. one on each side of my neck. No wonder those girls giggled in the cafeteria.
Corrine finally came out from here shower and came along side of me smiling. I opened my collar for full viewing of my neck. All I got from her as a reply was “Nice hickie!”
“Corrine, we’re not kids anymore” was my return comment. As we started to walk holding hands, I got a somewhat tongue in cheek lecture in human psychology and animal behavior.
“There are many women here in the park that are fly fishing somewhat like me. The difference is I know my different types of flies and my fish ….they only know about flies with zippers on them!”
I turned smiling with a mental image and went to speak when she said “Don’t say anything ….you won’t be funny!! You know Bobby, my dog pees on everything to mark his boundaries and what’s his. Consider yourself marked and owned so all these women know you are mine!”
I was looking at her and for a couple of seconds, she looked so serious. She had not been whispering as she spoke and I looked around to see if there was anyone close enough to hear. When I turned back to look at her …. her hand was to her mouth and she began to laugh … the serious look was gone. Corinne was taken by her spur of the moment lecture and told me that she was going to remember those words.
I could not pass this up “You mean for the next guy you pick up at the park?”
“See I told you if you opened your mouth you would not be funny … and you are not!”
We drove back to the cabin and got ready to hike to the hot spring. We found the trail head and hiked in about a mile and found the marker to turn off the trail to the spring. I was surprised it was so easy to find. The water was hot. I started to strip as Corrine walked off. I asked her where she was going. She said to change. I said this is a nude spring. “Keep dreaming!” was her comment.
She came back with a small yellow bikini on that projected pure sexuality. It was better than being nude. She was one hot looking woman ….all the time. I left my shorts on. The spring needed to be entered slowly until we found that one end was the incoming hot water and the other was almost as hot but more bearable and relaxing. We were there for some time only coming out once to make sure we were not over doing it.
We could hear voices coming down the path and two young girls who could have been about 18 years old appeared and were upon us before they were aware of our presence; submerged in the pool. They asked if they were intruding and we said no. The pool was quiet large, maybe 25 feet across; so there was plenty of room for everybody.
One girl said that they did not have bathing suits and Corrine said “Don’t worry.” They stripped without a care in the world. The brunette was clean shaven with a camel toe pussy as far as I could see. The redhead was as red on the top of her head as well as down. I fell in ‘love’ with both of them before they made it into the water.
I was staring when Corrine poked me and jokingly said “You’re drooling.” One asked Corrine if we were married and she said “No”. I stretched my neck out of the water high enough showing my hickies saying “I’ve been branded though as owned. So I’m not available if you were thinking about it.” The girls laughed and Corrine snickered as she stuck her fingers in my ribs under water. I was disappointed the girls had arrived as I had planned on trying to make love to Corrine in the pool. In reality, the pool was so hot I don’t think it was a possibility.
It was time to leave …. we were both well done. Corinne gathered her clothes to go change. I dropped my wet shorts as Corrine’s eyes rolled back in her head as I put on my clothes. The girls never gave me a second look. No use anyway. …. The water was so hot my pecker and balls had shrunk and were hiding somewhere up and between my legs to get away from the hot water.
We walked slowly back, both of us quiet. The pool seemed to have removed all the troubles of the mind. I was sensing all the good feelings and thoughts that I had collected in my mind these last days. I knew I had to be careful with what was going on inside of me. Not for me though …. I had to be careful for Corrine and her feelings. I was here in the park to fish …. Corrine thought she was here to fish, but Corrine was on a rebound … hurting from her past.
She sensed something …. I was at her side but I was far away, lost in my thoughts. She broke the silence and I went to her as a focus. I knew why right then. Corrine was bringing me back from where I had been, to right by her side. She wanted me to be with her and not somewhere she was not comfortable with.
Corrine was reflective! “I think I talked too much last night! I said things that I should not have said. I spoke of a person who I should not mention at least to you.”
I uttered a non-committal understanding grunt. We stopped walking and she hesitantly and with embarrassment asked me if she was ok in bed! She didn’t know and was worried about us! Her last friend must have hurt her so. She was a good lover and she sure should have been aware of her charms. I held her by her upper arms and knowing what her X had said
“You are the best lover I have ever been with. You give all of yourself to me when you are with me. You are more than very special to me.”
She just rested her head on my chest and said those are the most beautiful words I could have said to her that day. We started to walk hand in hand again. As we were going along I whispered “Can you hear me?” She nodded yes as she looked at me questioningly. I whispered “You’ve touched me deeply these last few days.”
She was not expecting that comment and she reacted to it, a little bit stunned. Her eyes began to fill with tears. We kissed each other gently and I think we both felt more with the gentle kiss than a deeper one just then. We walked on again, hand in hand, with Corrine staring at the ground and quietly sniffling into my handkerchief. Every now and then she would utter a big sigh and resume sniffling, never saying a word.
We finally arrived back at the truck and she climbed in. I closed her door and walked to my side of the truck and climbed in. She slid across the seat and pulled her legs up on the seat so she could get real close and hold on to me with both arms around my neck and her head on my shoulder. She had to move as I went to start the truck. Her eyes were red and still filled with tears. I knew I was emotionally touched by our walk and conversation. I wanted to know what Corrine was thinking about while she was wearing her emotions on her sleeve. I wanted to know what the reasons for all her feelings were.
I said “A penny for your thoughts!!” Corrine lifted her head from my shoulder to gaze into my face and sobbed out … “I am soooo hungry honey! … I’m sorry!”
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Corrine mentioned that she needed to leave Yellowstone and return to Oregon in a few days. She was very sad as she spoke telling me that she didn’t want to leave me and wanted to stay because I had made this vacation so memorable.
I tried to explain that she had to be careful thinking about what we said in our quiet moments and just how vulnerable she was at the present time. She should go back home and we will keep in close contact. That will allow her to think out her associations with everybody including me. I told her that I never had been to Oregon and I’ll come up to see her and we will go fishing there. She was now more relaxed and we set out to have another good day in Yellowstone.
Bears had been sighted in one area along the Yellowstone River and we decided to hike back in away off the beaten path to see if we could see the bears or other wildlife away from the road. The day was beautiful and after walking about a mile along a small animal trail we came upon a pop up tent along a small stream. The tent was in an area that I knew was off limits to soft sided tents because of possible bear contacts. The occupants were definitely in harms way.
The tent at first appeared to be unoccupied until we were close enough to hear softly spoken words. It quickly became apparent when we were quite close that two lovers were having a really good time. They were obviously screwing doggy style and just about to climax. We moved away quickly just as things got quite vocal as to their point of no return and Corrine was holding her hand to her mouth trying to not laugh. We moved off and they never knew that we were in the area.
I pulled at my crotch of my pants as I thought about what was going on in the tent. Corrine commented if I wanted to go back to the tent and try to get a little, it was alright with her. I told Corrine that I was not thinking of getting a little back at the tent ….I was thinking of getting a lot right here with her. She took it as a joke and put her arm around my waist and said she knew I was thinking of her.
We came upon a very large meadow covered with wild flowers surrounded by pine trees. We settled in next to a series of large rocks on the edge of the trees and waited with our cameras and binoculars. Several animals of Yellowstone were making their appearance browsing and passing through the meadow area. A large coyote exited the trees and ran across the meadow quickly followed by a cow elk with a calf that were obviously apprehensive. They disappeared from our view as a large sow bear with two cubs came into the meadow to feed on the wildflowers and other bits of food. Corrine was delighted with all the wild life and set about taking photographs. The bears were a distance away and not aware of our presence.
The morning warmed as the sun rose higher in the sky ….the animals disappeared back into the trees …. the many insects of the field began to sing as Corrine named several as she heard them singing. She also imitated several birds that were near by and they responded to her whistling. She was very good with her imitations.
It was now quite warm and we stretched out in the meadow’s edge in all the wildflowers. We were just feeling good about everything about us and talking about our good times together. I went just a few feet and picked several different wildflowers and entwined them into her long blond hair. I whispered she was extraordinarily beautiful to me in the sunlight and she looked like Mother Nature now. Corrine’s eyes filled with tears again and she pulled me down holding me close without saying a word. She was a very sensitive woman and seemed to respond emotionally to the smallest words of affection. We lay there enjoying the surroundings, completely content with ourselves for the moment.
A few minutes passed when Corrine then whistled a few notes. I didn’t hear any birds and I asked her after a couple of whistling attempts what she was calling as I looked up and around the close by trees. She jovially explained to me it was the mating call of Mother Nature calling to Father Nature. She could not restrain herself from laughing because she had fooled me completely. She laughed and mimicked me by cranking her head from side to side as she lay on her back saying “Where are the birds?”
I leaned over her and slowly descended to gently kiss her lips as she asked me to make love to her right there in all these flowers. We both removed our pants forgetting that we had to first take off our hiking boots to get out of our pants.
“You know Bobby that I have never made love in a field of flowers, never ever!” I whispered to her also that “I had never made love in a field of mountain wildflowers flowers either.” I lied, but sometimes white lies bring much pleasure to the one who is listening.
Corrine took hold of me and placed me at the opening of her muffin as I positioned myself over her. I was more than ready to make love in this lonely setting. This was to be a love session with the sharing of a mutual passion and not one of sexual heartiness. We moved slowly and deliberately always maintaining eye contact and with very gentle kissing. Everything was so pleasant and sensual under the blue sky, the bright sun and myriads of mountain wildflowers.
There was something very special and different about this love making secession. We were not speaking but her eyes were communicating how pleasurable my stroking was to her. It excited me to see the smile and how she sent me back sensual messages of our love making. After a few minutes of moving in unison, with almost no vocal expressions of pleasure, she whispered that she was close to cuming.
She wrapped her arms and legs around and over my back and squeezed me close to her as she slowly pushed against me and said “Any time now Bobby ” I pushed in as deep as could as she raised her hips to meet me with her desires. With a few loving strokes I came deep within her. Corrine moaned very softly with me to each contraction of my cock as I squirted several times very strongly. I could feel Corrine’s body movements as she climaxed almost in unison with me.
Corrine released me from her leg grip and settled down onto to the grass and flower filled meadow. I rolled off her and on to my back. Corrine explained that her climax felt like she was blushing over her whole body and she seemed to get warm all over. It was very different than any other climax she had experienced before.
I felt very relaxed and content but drained of all energy. I just felt like smiling at the sky and feeling the warm sun. We held hands for some time until I moved to pick some more small flowers that were just covering the meadow floor. I gave her the flowers and kissed her sweetly on the lips and said “For a beautiful lover!” Corrine eyes filled as she whispered “You do or say something everyday that I’ve been with you that makes me feel so special I could cry!” With that she rolled on top of me and sobbed deeply for a few minutes with her head on my chest. Damn, after a minute she almost got me going with her.
While we both recovered and were getting dressed, Corrine voiced an opinion that she thought that I had buttered her muffin better that day than any previous day. I always loved that expression ….it made an indelible impression on me. We made love a few more times before we separated and Corrine left for her home. Each time the love making was like what we had shared in the meadow … mostly quiet, very loving and sincere. The love making in the meadow changed just about every thing we felt when we were together.
We exchanged phone and work addresses to keep in touch. I stayed and fished the Yellowstone River for a few more days. The fun was missing without Corrine and I left to return to work.
I was not able to establish contact with Corrine at the addresses and phone numbers that she gave me. My mail came back with a statement saying no forwarding address listed. I finally wrote her off as a sexual encounter who had seduced me with much grace.
It was some months later when my secretary dropped off some mail on my desk. She mentioned while smiling and a gleam in her eye that one of the pieces of mail smelled nice of perfume. There was a card in the envelope that just said from a friend. Written in side were a few words saying that I think of you everyday. I should never have left you in Yellowstone. I made a big mistake. Wishing you the best. Maybe I’ll see you on the Yellowstone River some day. C.
No return address ….the envelope was post marked Redlands Cal.
