I awoke the next morning forgetting where I was for just a moment, the events of the last 24 hours seemed like a dream. Five of my former students, all female, had convinced me into chaperoning their post-graduation trip to a cabin under the pretense that there would be guys here as well. I was told on the way up that that was no longer the case, and I learned shortly after that the girls had all agreed to share me for the week to fulfill their desires. I laid in the large bed of the master bedroom and replayed my encounters with two of the girls yesterday.
My phone told me that it was almost 7:00 am. I knew that a bunch of teenage girls would not be up at this time and so I considered drifting back to sleep, but I knew my natural clock wouldn’t let me sleep much longer. I threw back the sheets and rose to meet the day. I got on a pair of pajama pants and my t-shirt from yesterday and made my way to the kitchen.
As I got to the first floor, I smelled coffee on the air and wondered who else might be up. I guessed McKayla or Nat as they were the more active of the group and might have woken up out of habit. My guess was confirmed when I saw McKayla in the kitchen pouring herself a mug of coffee.
McKayla was the oldest of the crew having turned 18 last October. She was also the tallest at 5’8”. Her light blonde shoulder length hair was tied back in a ponytail this morning, giving me a good view of her strong shoulders. She was a gifted volleyball player and had the build of a star athlete. I don’t think there was an ounce of fat on her. I had once seen her tight, toned stomach while she was at practice and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Still, she had the touch of curves that gave her a womanly allure. This morning she had on a light blue tank top with thin straps and white pajama shorts with the CSU logo on them. I could clearly see the shape of her B cup breasts and her nipples poked through the thin fabric of her shirt. She turned around when I entered the kitchen and I saw she was wearing glasses. I didn’t know she wore contacts and had never seen her with glasses which called attention to her lovely blue eyes.
“Morning Sam,” she said when she saw me.
“Morning,” I said back.
She lifted the pot in her right hand at me and asked, “Coffee?”
I shook my head, “No thanks, I’m more of a tea guy.”
“Of course,” she said with a smile, “how could I forget?”
She set her coffee down and went to fetch the kettle. I went to the cupboard to get the tea bags while she filled the kettle and set it on the stove to heat. I took a seat at the large kitchen island and she stood on the opposite end pouring some creamer in her coffee.
“Thank you kindly,” I said with a nod towards the kettle. “Is anyone else up?”
“You’re very welcome.” She shook her head, “They’re all still asleep, probably will be until 9 or 10. Emma’s been known to sleep until noon.”
“But not you?”
“I’m used to getting up early to go running,” she explained. “And I was a bit wiped out from the drive yesterday, so I didn’t stay up too late.”
“Same here,” I said.
I saw her smirk behind her coffee cup as she said, “I bet.”
The kettle began to cry and I rose to take it off the heat. She found a mug for me and placed her hand on my shoulder as she leaned around me to put the mug on the counter. I thanked her again and she flashed me her winning smile.
“I was thinking of going hiking,” she told me. “Alexis said her brother marked a couple of trails around here and one of them leads to a really nice overlook about a mile away. You wanna come?”
I knew there were no set plans for the day, so I said sure. She then showed me a small black device on the counter that was currently charging.
“Alexis also showed me these. They’re GPS trackers that will always point right here. The trails are pretty well marked, at least she claims, but better safe than sorry.”
I agreed. We enjoyed our morning beverages for a bit and chatted a little about her upcoming college career. She had a full volleyball scholarship to CSU and was excited to play at a more competitive level. Her position had always been outside hitter, but she was hoping to show her skills and try out opposite hitter. She was going to move into the dorms even though she wouldn’t be terribly far from home. The freedom sounded nice and it made sure she wouldn’t have to worry about traffic for classes or practice.
We eventually decided to get changed to go hiking. I put on a pair of hiking shorts and a grey shirt with the faded logo of the school I taught at on it. I also threw on a hat and my hiking boots. I grabbed my backpack and went downstairs to find McKayla by the door to the deck in a pair of tight athletic shorts and a sports bra. My eyes couldn’t help but wander the fit body before me.
“Ready?” She asked, her smile wide. Her glasses were gone but her eyes still shined.
I nodded and she opened the door. She said she had left a note in case they were still gone when anyone woke up. We went down the stairs of the deck and made our way towards the woods at the back of the house. There was a small wooden sign installed that pointed where the trails started. There was a white and blue trail and it was the white trail that would take us to the outlook. We found the trailhead, the first of many trees to be marked with white paint.
The trail was decently well marked though a little spotty at times, but we never got lost. We both kept our eyes out for any markings to point our way. Well, my eyes spent a decent amount of time looking for markings, the rest of the time they were glued to McKayla’s barely hidden body. The shorts hugged her tight to give me a good view of her toned ass as she hiked. I normally would have tried to keep my attention elsewhere if she was still my student, but the events of the last day had me in a new mindset. I believe she caught me at least once when she looked back to ask if I saw the nearby deer.
“I heard about you and Evan,” I said at some point during our hike.
She gave a half smile, “Yeah, I’m not too broken up about it. It felt more and more lately like it was only going to until graduation and then be done.”
“That’s more common than you think,” I said. “I guess it’s good you two didn’t drag it out over the summer like some others do.”
“Wouldn’t be worth it,” she said. “We were really just staying together for the sex near the end and he lives too far away to make it worth it.”
My laugh echoed about us as she caught me by surprise. McKayla had always been fairly candid, sometimes to the point of embarrassing her friends, but never in this sort of way. I’d heard her call boys cute, but never anything like hot or sexy. Maybe this was a side of herself she was more comfortable sharing with me now that our relationship had changed.
After about an hour of hiking the trees began to thin and we found yourselves emerging to the overlook. It was a flat area maybe 20 feet wide that served as a break in the trees. Alexis’s brother had obviously spent some time on the area as a log was situated perfectly to be a bench for the overlook. A large boulder protruded from the ground on the left hand side of the area. Just underneath the lip of the lookout was a sharp decline for a while, so the view provided was over the treetops. We could see for miles, the forest stretching on and on. To our right we could see the end of the forest and then the rolling hills on the other side of the road we’d driven on yesterday. To our left and straight ahead it was all forest and mountain for as far as the eye could see. The late May sun was warm this time of day, but not yet hot.
“Wow,” McKayla said as she gazed out at the view.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
We took a seat on the makeshift bench and drank some water. We watched the trees for a minute, enjoying the song of the breeze rushing through them. An animal call would reach us every now and then and we’d each guess what it might be. Hunger suddenly hit me and I realized I hadn’t had breakfast. My stomach made a sound like a dying lion and McKayla couldn’t help but laugh.
“Hungry?” She asked.
I nodded sheepishly and she reached into her bag, pulling out two bananas and handing one to me along with a granola bar. It wasn’t fancy but it shut my stomach up. I thanked McKayla a couple of times for saving the morning.
“So, I saw you yesterday,” she said after some silence.
I looked at her curiously.
“I saw you with Emma,” she added.
I nearly choked on my bagel which made McKayla chuckle once she was sure I was fine.
“I guess we were out in the open,” I said after a drink of water.
“It was so hot,” she said, turning from the view to me.
“Did you watch?”
“For a couple minutes,” she admitted, “but I didn’t want to make you two stop if you saw me, so I left. You were both so into it.”
Never before had someone watched me have sex and I had never thought I’d be that kind of person, but McKayla talking to me about it now had my wheels turning. I was turned on by the idea of her watching us in a way I had never expected. My thoughts and eyes turned back to McKayla’s body and I felt it might not be long before I got to see more of it.
She went on, “I’ve often thought about something like that, sex in public. It makes me excited and nervous all at once. It’s like…” she trailed off as if trying to find the words.
“It’s like you’re into the idea but not sure about how you’d like it in real life,” I said.
She nodded enthusiastically, “Yes, exactly. Even with the arrangement this weekend, I still feel really nervous about it.”
I looked around at our little corner of the world and then back at her.
“This place is pretty public, but also pretty private,” I said.
A large smile appeared on her face and she shifted on the log towards me. “What’re you saying, Sam?”
“I’m saying we’re out in the open now, but no one is likely to see us. It could be a great way to test the waters.”
She leaned ever closer, “Are you saying you want to fuck me here?”
I nodded and leaned to meet her the rest of the way. “I am,” I said just before our lips met.
McKayla turned out to be a very shy kisser at first. She followed my lead, letting me set the flow for our slow kissing. She parted her lips when my tongue brushed against hers and her boldness emerged. She became insatiable once our tongues touched, and that seemed to prompt her hands to join the mix. She placed one on my chest and ran it up to my hair, her fingers getting lost in my light brown hair. I placed a hand on her stomach and finally got to feel those abs, a moan nearly escaping my lips as soon as I did. I began to explore them, feeling her tight body, my hand brushing against the bottom of her sports bra. When I made brief but full contact with her chest over the bra, she took a sharp inhale of breath.
To my surprise, she broke the kiss and placed her forehead against mine. Her one hand remained in my hair, but the other went to my shorts to outline the bulge there. My head was swimming as she touched me through the cloth with her fingertips and I missed her question.
“What?” I asked.
“I asked if you’d fucked Nat yet,” she said. “Last night in the hot tub, we were talking about how Alexis and Emma had already fucked you and Nat declared that she wouldn’t let herself be last and that she’d sneak into your room last night.
That time I heard it and was brought back to my senses even as my cock twitched against her fingers. There wasn’t a trace of jealousy in her voice, just curiosity.
“No,” I said honestly.
She beamed, “Hah! So I’m not the last.”
“I haven’t done anything with Sydney either,” I said.
McKayla’s palm came in contact with my cock and I groaned. She rubbed it in gentle circles and kissed along my jaw.
“I doubt anything will happen with Sydney,” she told me. “She agreed she’s cool with it, but she’s not the kind of girl to take part in something like this.”
I had more questions, but I knew asking them would probably ruin the mood. I pushed them out of my head for now and focused on the coed kissing my neck and stroking my cock. I grabbed at her sports bra and pulled it off, making her pause her actions to raise her arms. I took advantage of the break and leaned forward to kiss her shoulder, my hand cupping her perky breast. My thumb brushed her pink nipples that stood at attention, causing her to shiver.
Her hands moved to my shorts and began to undo them. I broke contact and stood up to get the shorts off as well as my shirt. She took the cue from me and stood up to push her down shorts and thong down her toned legs. My shorts came off first and I was working on my shirt when she got on her knees on the dirt floor before me.
She grabbed my rigid cock and licked the tip. Her smile grew wide as she gave it a few more tentative licks, her hand running along my dick as there were now no barriers keeping her from touching it. She then ran her tongue along it from base to tip, her fingers massaging the tip as it made its journey. Only after doing that again from the other side did she then put her mouth around me.
She bobbed her head along the first few inches at a slow pace once, then a couple more times before gripping the base and opening her mouth to get her tongue all around the tip. She repeated the process a couple of times either picking up the pace or adding more pressure. Her hand around me began to jerk me off and the other went between her legs.
“Stand up,” I told her, “I want to taste you.”
I watched her eyes light up and she pulled my cock from her mouth. She gave it a small kiss before standing up, looking at me expectantly. The outdoor area didn’t give us a lot of options in terms of comfort or ease, so I walked her over to the boulder and leaned her back against it. With a trail of kisses, I made my way down her body until I was kneeled before her.
I situated her leg over my shoulder and leaned towards her pussy. A small triangle of public hair adorned it of the same honey color as her hair. I planted a small kiss on it before kissing lower, my tips brushing against her clit. I heard her gasp and felt her hands find my hair. A moan followed as my tongue ran along her slit, pressing against her clit at the end of its journey. I licked her a few more times, one of my hands venturing up her body to cup her tits as I licked her.
“Holy fuck,” she said as she rested her head against the rock. “Evan would never go down on me. Mmmm…”
“That’s because you’ve been fucking around with boys,” I told her between licks. “I hate to say a lot of boys in college will be the same.”
“So you’re saying I need to start fucking men.”
I ignored the fact that I might have just given her a thing for older guys and licked her lower. Her wet folds parted easily for me now, her sweetness spreading on my tongue. This was a far superior breakfast. I teased her entrance with the tip of my tongue which caused her hips to grind against my face. I grabbed onto her toned ass with one hand and drove her hard against my mouth. She had started by trying to bite back her moans, her hand even in her mouth to help muffle them. The longer I went on, the deeper I explored her, the less she cared.
“Oh my God!” She exclaimed. “Yes! Oh yes! Sam, that feels so good. I love your tongue on my pussy. It’s so sexy watching you lick me.”
My eyes burned up at her as my tongue continued it’s ceaseless work. When I licked low, my tongue briefly entering her, my nose could press against her clit and drive her wild. I concentrated my efforts onto her clit with my tongue and she gripped tightly onto my hair. I pushed a finger inside of her while I massaged her clit and her words became a jumble. All I could make out were the words fuck and yes.
There was no warning when her orgasm hit her. Her body shook once and she pulled my face closer to her pussy. I felt the added pressure around my finger and tasted the flood on my tongue, but my efforts didn’t stop. I continued to lick her, my eyes watching her beautiful body dance with the release of pleasure. After a brief amount of time she used her grip on my hair to pull my face away from her crotch.
“Hold off,” she said as she caught her breath. “It feels amazing, I’m just so sensitive now.”
I chuckled and moved my way back up her body until I was standing tall and asked, “You’ve never really had someone concentrate on your pleasure before, have you?”
She shook her head and kissed me, adding, “Thank you.”
“Thank you for letting me taste you,” I said. “I love the way you taste.”
She gave an involuntary giggle and we began to make out again while she calmed down. My hands stayed on her body, exploring every muscle, while she worked my dick in her hands between us. The rock was still cool, but slowly warming from the sun. After a few minutes, she pulled back.
“I’m ready,” she said.
I nodded and took hold of my cock. Lifting her leg again, I adjusted myself to be able to enter her while still standing and she raised up onto her tiptoes with her other foot to help. I found her slit and ran my head along it, lubricating the tip before entering her. She was tighter than I expected, but through teamwork we got me moving inside of her.
She placed her arms around my shoulders to hold onto me for support and I kept her leg lifted as I started to rock my hips. Now both of us moaned with no regard for the world around us, the sounds of our passionate coupling joining the chorus of nature sounds. Her pussy held me tight, her warm walls gripping my thick cock as if it belonged to them now. Her body tensed and relaxed in waves as pleasure washed over her and she did her best to move her hips to meet me. There was no reason to hold back, so I picked up speed and she purred like a lioness.
“You like that dick inside of you?” I smirked.
She nodded, “Fuck me with that big dick. Oh God, it feels so good inside me. Yes, Sam. Yesss.”
Her head turned to gaze out at the beautiful view we had hiked to. “It’s so amazing to be fucked in a place like this.”
I agreed, my focus now on driving my cock into her. To my surprise, she put a hand on my chest and started to push me off.
“Let’s change it up,” she said.
I followed her lead back to the log bench and used my clothes as a makeshift cushion to take a seat while she faced away from me. I couldn’t complain about the amazing view of her strong back and well toned ass, especially as she began to lower it towards me.
“I would sometimes do this with Evan while he was playing video games,” she said as she grabbed my dick to guide it back to her pussy. “I’d see if I could distract him enough that he’d stop playing and really fuck me.”
“Did it work?” I asked as I felt myself enter her again from behind.
She looked over her shoulder at me with a pleasure filled smirk, “Every time.”
If I had any doubts about her abilities, they would have disappeared the second she started to move her hips. She found her rhythm immediately and her ass bounced against me as if she was keeping time by the movements. My hands, which had been resting against the log, came to her hips. I watched in amazement she slid along my cock with ease, stopping only every now and then to grind her hips against me before starting again. I gave her ass a smack, the sound loud out in the open air, and she gave an enthusiastic cry in response. It wasn’t long before my cock was pulsing faster inside of her.
“I’m gonna cum,” I told her.
“Me too,” she said between breaths ragged from effort. “I want you to cum on my tits.”
I told her I’d try to hold off until after her, but it was no easy task. Her speed increased as she got closer to her own release, which meant there was more sensation on my cock. I grit my teeth and tried to hold back, but it was getting harder and harder. When she finally came again, I feared it would send me over the edge. Her tight pussy clamped down harder, her hips resting against me to fully bury me inside of her. I grabbed her tits and held her in place, trying desperately not to cum.
Just as I was about to, she stood up. I grabbed myself to try and control the effort, but it was already starting. Amazingly, she got on to her knees before me just as the first rope launched out. I watched it splash against her perfect tits as she squealed in delight. She grabbed my dick and pointed it as more cum erupted forth, pointing it towards one tit then the other. Her chest soon covered in her white, sticky prize, some of it almost dripping from her nipples.
“Alexis and Emma were right,” she said with a Cheshire grin, “you do cum a ton.”
I laughed and felt almost embarrassed to know how detailed they had been in their discussion. Everything McKayla had heard only seemed to spur her on, so I couldn’t really complain. I was about to ask her how she planned to clean up the cum when I got my answer.
I saw her drag her fingers through her cum covered chest and scoop some up to then deposit the cum straight on her tongue. Her eyes flared with showmanship as she licked them clean and swallowed. She went back for more, pausing only to giggle at my reaction. I reached out and got some on my own fingers, feeding it into her waiting mouth and groaning as she licked my fingers clean. She let me feed the rest to her and then she ran her palm along the remnants to rub it into her skin.
“That was really hot,” I told her.
She shrugged and smirked. “What can I say, I really love cum.” She grabbed my half hard dick and gave it a squeeze. “And I’m already addicted to yours.”
We sat on the bench and looked out at the world for a little while. She rested her head against my shoulder in between sips of water and we enjoyed the view without words. We never said when we should get up, but moved to do so at the same time. We got dressed and started back down the mountain. The return trip was much shorter as it was all downhill, but we’d been gone over two hours with all the activities we’d been up to. The house was still seemingly devoid of life when we returned.
The two of us made our way to the kitchen to grab some real breakfast where we discovered Nat had emerged. Her hair was a mess and she looked like a zombie while she slowly ate her bowl of yogurt at the counter. Her pink silk robe was on backwards and untied revealing her pajama shorts and dance academy t-shirt underneath.
“Morning sleepyhead,” McKayla teased.
Nat grunted a greeting and aked, “Where were you two?”
“Hiking,” I said, which got me an amused look from McKayla. I made a couple pieces of toast and a new cup of tea before declaring my need for a shower and exiting the kitchen.
I didn’t get very far before something on the wall caught my attention. It was a photograph of the McCarthy family, the kids on the couch and the parents behind. Alexis sat in the middle with her older and younger brother on either side. The older brother had a beard of red hair that made him look far older than the other two. The younger, one of my students just last year, looked like he could be Alexis’s twin. Behind the three of them stood Mrs. McCarthy, their stepmom, a woman younger than me by a couple of years. She had a sweet smile on her face and her black hair was up in a braided design. The black dress she wore hinted at a tight body underneath. Mr. McCarthy appeared to be doing his best to blend in with the happy, smiling family in the photo. His face had a smile on it, but it was practiced and far from natural. He was bald and lacked any sort of facial hair and he towered over everyone else, the fact accentuated by his broad frame. As I studied the picture, snippets of conversation from the kitchen found their way to me.
“So how was your hike?” Nat asked.
“It was good,” McKayla responded. “We did it on the ridge.”
I heard the clanking of metal on ceramic as Nat said, “You bitch.”
McKayla laughed deviously, “It’s your own fault. I thought you were gonna sneak in there last night like a ninja.”
Silence stretched for a few seconds before Nat said, “Yeah, well, I didn’t. I had a long class yesterday and ended up just going to bed.”
“You could go join him in the shower,” McKayla said.
“Please, bitch,” Nat said with a mouthful of yogurt, “I’m not so desperate for your sloppy seconds.” She swallowed and went on, “I’ll get him later and make him forget you even exist.”
“Good luck with that.”
I wandered off from the conversation and made my way up one of the side staircases. Alexis emerged from her room as I was walking down the hall, her hair held back by a headband. She wore a thick emerald robe, a white shirt, and a pink pair of panties. Thin rimmed glasses adorned her face.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Morning,” she mumbled back and hugged me.
I wrapped my arms around her and asked her how she slept. She yawned the word good and said she was off to get breakfast. We parted with a kiss and I walked upstairs. All I could think about while in the glass shower stall was how Nat would make her move.