Chapter 2
Something tickles my nose and wakes me up.
My eyes are still closed and I brush it away from me in my groggy state.
When it comes back again, I crack my eyes open.
Lucas is lying on his side next to me. He’s holding a feather he found in the grass while we were setting up our tent.
My first instinct it to tell him to stop touching my nose with a filthy feather, but his adorable grin melts my heart.
I stretch and yawn. “Did we sleep long?”
After masturbating in the shower, I came back to the tent and rode Lucas until we were both exhausted and had to nap.
“Not too long, but I still want to take that nature hike. We need to go before it gets any later.”
Bleh. Doesn’t he understand I’m a city girl and don’t go hiking? He claims this is a walk along a scenic path through the woods and isn’t really a hike. He also promised I’d see pretty flowers, and I’m a sucker for flowers, so I guess it’ll be fun.
I unzip the sleeping bag and kick it down. “Okay, let’s do this.”
As I crawl to the end of the tent and dig around in my bag for clothes to wear, Lucas paws through the bag next to him.
“Jessica, I want you to wear this.”
Huh?
I glance at him, and he’s holding a blue flowered sundress of mine in his hands.
I didn’t pack the dress. I might be a city girl, but I know enough about the woods to know it’s completely wrong for camping.
The fabric is soft and billowy, and the spaghetti straps require a strapless bra.
It’s also extremely short and only goes to mid-thigh.
I squint my eyes at him. “You want me to wear that on a nature hike?”
“Yep.” He tosses it at me and I catch it. “It’s your next hotwife challenge.”
Ohhh. Hey, I liked the first challenge. This one doesn’t seem too difficult, though. It’s not as bad as showering with the blinds open.
Well, except I didn’t bring a bra to wear with the dress, but I suppose I can go braless. My breasts are large — especially for my tiny frame — but they’re firm, so I don’t always need to support them. I’m sure this will change as I get older, but I’m not there yet.
“Okay, sure. I’ll wear it.”
I pull the dress over my head and bend over, digging into my bag for clean underwear.
“No panties.”
My head pops up and I look at Lucas. “What? No panties?”
Doesn’t he see how short this dress is? A soft breeze might blow it up and I’ll flash everyone looking in my direction.
“Yep, it’s part of the challenge.”
I shift uncomfortably.
Do I want to do this challenge? What are the chances we’re going to see that many people on the trails?
My pussy buzzes as I think about how I assumed I wouldn’t see anyone in the shower, and yet I did.
Ms. Kitty is a traitorous slut. She wants the entire campground to see my bare cooch.
Okay, I kind of like the dirtiness of this challenge, but I don’t want to sound too enthusiastic.
I give an exaggerated sigh. “Fine. No underwear.”
As we step out of the tent, the breeze flutters the edge of my dress.
I immediately feel naked. Oh shit, this might not be a good idea.
I debate telling Lucas I changed my mind while he digs sandwiches out of the cooler for us.
When we sit at the wooden picnic table, the dress barely covers my shaved pussy.
Not good. I stand to tug the dress down as far as I can before sitting on it again.
Lucas smiles at me and takes a bite of his sandwich.
I want to gripe about how dumb this idea is, but my hard nipples and a tingle from my core keep me quiet.
I’m getting turned on, which I’m guessing is the point.
Lucas better want more sexy times today.
If this keeps up, I’m going to be all over him when we get back. Or maybe before.
We make small talk about the campsite and the weather while we eat. When we’re finished with lunch, he takes my hand while we head towards the trail head. Thank God it’s not a super breezy day. I have to keep my free hand near my thighs in case I need to rescue a sudden flyaway dress.
We pass a few couples in the campsite. Knowing the only thing stopping them from seeing me naked is the thin fabric sets Ms. Kitty buzzing.
At the start of the trail, Lucas pauses and reads the sign about the two-mile walk.
I’m keeping my eye out for people heading our way from down the trail, so I don’t notice someone coming behind us until rocks and branches crunch under their feet.
A quick glance over my shoulder reveals a cute brown-haired guy that I’d guess is in his late 30s. He’s alone, and wearing long pants and hiking boots, so I assume he’s planning on walking the trail.
“Oh hey,” he calls out and looks at Lucas.
Lucas turns and laughs. “Well, hi again!”
Uh, they know each other? Lucas must have interpreted my questioning glance.
“Jessica, this is Mike. I met him earlier when taking a shower. Mike, this is my gorgeous wife I was telling you about.”
He was talking about me in the shower room? My pussy clenches and my inner thighs suddenly feel damp.
Mike laughs. “You weren’t exaggerating. She is gorgeous.”
Lust ripples through me, and my nipples pucker even more. I fight the urge to rub my thighs together. This is an odd introduction, but it’s also erotic.
“Hi, Mike. It’s nice to meet you.”
I think I sound awkward as all fuck, but his eyes twinkle when he looks at me, so he must not notice.
“It’s nice to meet you. Lucas was singing your praises this morning, but I like to put a face to the name.”
When his eyes drop briefly to my chest, my body warms up. He definitely checked me out, but he’s not being a perv about it. I enjoy being admired as long as the people do it respectfully. I’m not getting creepy vibes from Mike, so his peek turns me on even more.
He shifts his attention to the sign that Lucas is reading, and I study the two men together. They’re both attractive, but I think Lucas is cuter. I married one sexy man.
Lucas turns to Mike. “Hey, want to walk with us?”
When Mike says, “Sure,” Lucas winks at me. Uh-oh. What does my husband have planned? He only winks when he’s up to something.
“Let’s get going. We’re burning daylight. Jessica, I want you to walk in front of us.”
Um… yeah… It suddenly becomes clear what he’s doing. He wants me to struggle to keep my dress down, knowing they’re behind me. I will not give him the satisfaction of saying no.
“Sure,” I purr at him and set off down the trail.
I don’t even wait for them. If I’m in front, they have to go at my pace. The sound of their feet on the dirt path tells me they’re behind me, and I slow my pace slightly and roll my hips as I walk to give them a sexy view of my ass.
Lucas and Mike chat about Oregon and various hiking trails as we walk. Every once in a while, a warm breeze blows over us and I have to rescue my dress. It’s not too bad since the trees block the wind, but it really doesn’t take much to make my dress flutter up.
“Jessica, pick some flowers to take back with us.”
I was so busy thinking about them watching my ass, I didn’t notice the pretty wildflowers along the trail. I glance back at the men and both are smiling at me.
Oh sure, Lucas wants me to struggle to bend over, but I’ll show him. I crouch down instead of bending at the waist. My pussy lips slide apart in this position and I realize it’s saving my modesty, but it feels even dirtier.
Fuck.
I quickly pick a couple of flowers and straighten up. I’m flushed and a throb from Ms. Kitty tells me she’s getting impatient. Yeah, I know… we want Lucas’s cock again.
We occasionally pass other people, but no one tries to talk to us other than a brief, “hello,” or “have a good day.” As we walk along, Lucas keeps telling me to pick flowers, and I keep crouching down to do it.
Each time I get more and more turned on. My lips are open slightly and I’m breathing heavily the longer the walk takes. By the time it loops back around, my brain is fuzzy and all I can think about is getting Lucas’s cock inside me.
I see the sign that signals the end of the trail. I’m almost to freedom and Lucas’s cock!
“Jessica, I want that flower over there.”
Lucas gestures towards a flower, probably the last one I can pick before we leave the trail, and I’m suddenly brave.
Bending at the waist to pick this one, my dress rides up past my ass. If the men are looking at me, my shaved, wet pussy is on display. I take my time before standing, straightening my dress, and twitching my ass in their direction without looking at them.
I keep walking and I hear them talking, but it’s low enough I can’t make out what they are saying. They are following me and that’s all that matters.
When we stop at the sign, Mike takes my hand and kisses the back of it. His voice is husky, and there is admiration in his gaze. I can tell he’s turned on. “Thank you for a very interesting walk, Jessica. I’m glad I ran into you guys.”
I smile sweetly at him. “Thanks for joining us.”
He shares goodbyes with Lucas, and once he leaves, I turn to my husband. I’m vibrating with need.
“Lucas, I want…”
He puts his finger to my lips. “You just showed your bare pussy to a guy, and he liked what he saw.”
Ms. Kitty clenches. “Really?”
“Yes.” He runs his hand through my hair and caresses my cheekbone with his thumb. “He seemed interested in seeing more.”
His words send a shiver down my spine. “How do you know?”
“He told me I could invite him on this type of nature walk whenever I wanted.”
My heart skips a beat. “He did?”
He nods.
I lick my lips and eye my husband. While I enjoyed turning them both on, Lucas is the one I care about, and the one whose cock I need inside me right now.
I take his hand. “You have five minutes to get me back to the tent and get your cock in me before I explode.”
He laughs. “Then we better hurry.”
We’re not exactly running back to our campsite, but we’re speed walking fast enough that we catch a few eyes. I don’t know what they think, and I don’t care.
We tumble into the tent, and I barely get the zipper door closed before he’s all over me. He doesn’t bother removing any of his clothes. Since I’m not wearing panties, there’s nothing in the way of him pulling his cock out and fucking me.
We’re on top of the sleeping bag, and he ravishes my mouth as his cock slides inside me.
“God, yessss.” I cry out and rock against him.
Wrapping my legs and arms around him, I meet him thrust for thrust. I’m still in my hiking boots, and I’m probably getting dirt everywhere, but I don’t care.
We’re like crazed animals as we claw at each other. He fucks me harder than he has in a long time. Each whack against Ms. Kitty shoots lightning through my core, and I’m moaning with each plunge.
When Lucas speeds up, I can tell he’s about to come. As our gazes lock, we both peak. I cry out as waves of pleasure hit me, and he groans as he unloads ropes of sticky cum deep inside me. Watching him get lost in the pleasure intensifies my orgasm and it seems like the waves will never end.
When he slows down and stops, I slump down into the sleeping bag. “Oh God, you’re going to kill me by the end of this trip.”
He rolls to his side, pulls me close, and nuzzles my neck. When he speaks, his breath tickles me. “Maybe we shouldn’t go on another hike. That was too strenuous.”
“Mmm hmm.” I’m floating in a fuzzy post-orgasmic haze. “Something more relaxing.”
“Yeah,” he agrees with me. “But tomorrow we’re going swimming. We can’t come here and not visit the beautiful lake.”
I squint up at him. He’s got a devious glint in his eye.
Uh-oh. What does he have planned for me at the lake?