My Grand Canyon Vacation

My Grand Canyon Vacation [part 1 of 3]
By: Red Scorpion (redscorpionsam@yahoo.com)

For those of you who are interested, my name is Sam. I am married to a beautiful woman who is great in every aspect except sex. Specifically, she doesn't want it as much as I need it. I'm in my early 30's, as is my wife, and we have four children, all pretty young. I shave my head completely bald but keep a goatee; I have olive colored skin, and blue eyes that turn green during certain times. I like to jest that those times are in the middle of an orgasm, but the truth is that it has more to do with the lighting, the colors I'm wearing, and my emotion than to any certain event!

The following story will detail a few experiences I had while on vacation to the Grand Canyon this past week. I will let you, dear readers, decide what is real and what is a little exaggerated. It will be in three parts, as there are three separate events I want to portray.

We arrived early last week intent on enjoying the 4th of July weekend. In the course of our stay, we attended several of the ranger-led programs. The first day, all the rangers were crusty old men. But the second day, I went with my oldest daughter to one of the children's programs that teaches them to use binoculars and field guides and such to observe nature. Imagine my surprise when our park ranger was an attractive, relatively young woman.

I'll call her Misty. My guess is that she was in her mid to late 30's. She was pretty tall, maybe about 5'9", with long, straight blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Her uniform, tan button up shirt and green khaki shorts, did nothing to accentuate her body, but it looked like she had an athletic build, and you have to love a woman in uniform! Her skin looked fair, but lightly tanned due to her time in the outdoors. My daughter and I arrived early and I had intended to just look around the area for a while, but I found that I couldn't take my eyes off of Misty as she prepared for the program.

It appeared as though the feeling was at least somewhat mutual, although it was difficult to tell since all the rangers are pretty friendly. Still, every time she looked at me, she smiled this beautiful smile that showed perfectly straight, shiny white teeth. Even after the other children and their parents arrived, she discreetly flirted with me and I discovered that I had to hide my arousal with my backpack! We had a pretty good repartee going and it almost felt like we were old friends.

During the program, sometimes she would turn a certain way and I could see into the front of her button up shirt. She wasn't well endowed, but I could see the outline of her breasts. Even dressed in the androgynous uniform of the park rangers, she was all woman!

At the end of the program, the kids were all able to "check out" the equipment they had been trained on and told to return the stuff no later than 4pm that afternoon. I was sorry to leave to go a different direction than the foxy Misty, but I couldn't think of an excuse to hang out with her all day, so we parted ways and I returned to our campsite.

My daughter had a blast with her stuff, and we continued to do various activities. As the time came for us to return the equipment, my daughter complained that she was too tired to walk to the Information Center, and since the rest of the family was going to be staying in the campground, I decided to just take the equipment back myself.

Much to my distinct pleasure, Misty was there and we got into a conversation about the Grand Canyon. There was another ranger there, so the flirting was kept to a minimum, although I did notice that she had changed from her shorts to long pants and commented, also giving her a discreet compliment about her shapely figure which was easier to see in the pants. As I was getting ready to leave, she left from behind the counter and announced that she was finished for the day.

"What are you doing right now?" she asked as she walked away from the other ranger.

"Nothing much," I said, "I have to get back to my campsite soon for dinner. Why?"

"How much time do you have?" she asked.

"An hour, maybe an hour and a half," I indicated.

"Great!" she exclaimed. "There is a nice little point on the rim that I'd love to show you, if you'd like to see it. It will probably only take about 20 minutes to get there."

"I'd love to," I found myself saying.

"Okay," she returned. "Let me change real quick and then we'll head out."

She came out wearing a pair of khaki shorts similar to her uniform and a white t-shirt, though I can't really remember what it had on it. I was too enamored by the fact that I could see her black bra right through the material and she looked great. I would say that her breasts were maybe a B cup, but that looked like more than enough.

Anyway, we hopped into her Chevy truck and she drove us to a distant parking lot and we set out hiking. Honestly, I can't remember which direction we headed, and it's a good thing she didn't leave me out there because I don't think I could have found my way back! I was more interested in her. I found out that she was married to another ranger and that they had one daughter who was going to school at NAU in Flagstaff.

As soon as we arrived, she threw on her backpack and I grabbed mine and we set out on a relatively short hike. The view was spectacular. I'm naturally a little nervous around heights, and at one point we walked in a place that felt like it was dangerously close to the rim. Trying to act macho, I quelled my nerves and bravely stepped forward. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, she saw right through my act and, giggling, grabbed my hand.

"This place isn't well known," she explained, "And almost nobody comes here."

"It's amazing," I said, still enjoying holding her hand as we stood out on a small outcropping of rock.

"Listen," she said, leaning close. "I don't want to seem too forward, and I don't want you to think that I do this all the time, but I wanted to bring you here for more than just the view."

"Oh yeah?" I asked, not certain exactly where this was heading, but hoping with all my body that it was what I suspected.

"My husband is a little older than me," she explained, "And he is impotent. I love him, but sometimes I need a little more than he can give me."

"Okay," I said slowly. I was definitely interested, and I had cheated on my wife before, but not on the rim of the Grand Canyon while on vacation!

"I'd love to make love to you while we're here," she finished.

That was all the invitation I needed. I didn't say anything more, just took her in my arms and kissed her supple lips. With my arms around her, I could feel just how soft she was, even though she was obviously well-muscled.

"Come over here," she indicated, heading back into the forested area back from the viewpoint.

She dropped to the ground and opened her backpack. I noted that in addition to water bottles, she had a large Native American styled blanket that she promptly spread across the ground. I dropped my own backpack on the ground and stripped off my shirt, standing in front of her topless with my farmer's tan! I'm not in the best of shape, but I am not corpulent, either.

After she had the blanket spread across a patch of ground with no noticeable rocks, we both sat down and took off our hiking boots. I turned just in time to see her shuck her shirt off over her head and I got a better look at the black sports bra she was wearing. She nervously laughed and then pulled her bra off over her head, revealing to me her gorgeous tits.

The sports bra obviously held them close to her body and they looked bigger than they had under her uniform, but still not more than a handful. It was obvious that she didn't get much opportunity to bare them, and her creamy white skin was topped by little pink nipples. I laid her down on her back and partially covered her with my own body as we embraced and kissed for the second time. Our tongues intertwined in her mouth and then in mine as we chased each other back and forth.

Meanwhile, our hands were exploring each others' bodies, and I rubbed her shoulders down to the sides of her body, then lightly across the lower part of her breasts. I avoided the areolas and nipples, first concentrating on the rest of the fleshy orbs. After a few minutes, I moved my kiss around her face and kissed her chin and jaw line up to her right ear. The salt of her skin only served to heighten the mood and she moaned her approval as I took the lower part of her earlobe into my lips and suckled lightly.

My hands continued circling her breasts, slowly moving toward the center of the bullseye. I kissed my way down to her neck and her head tilted toward my own. She was really enjoying my attention. Next was her collar bone and on my way down to her breasts. The first touch I gave her nipples was with my tongue, lightly brushing across. I took first one into my mouth and then the other and her groans of appreciation caused me to increase the intensity.

Misty grabbed the back of my head and pulled it up to her own and kissed me passionately again. Then, she looked me directly into the eye and bit her lower lip.

"If you don't stop that, I'm going to finish!" she said with a smile.

"That's okay," I said. "There's plenty more where that came from!"

I rubbed my hand down to her stomach which was toned from exercise. She wasn't wearing a belt, and I snaked my hand into the front of her shorts, just far enough to feel the top of her panties. She arched her back against my touch, but it wasn't the ideal situation, so I pulled back out and deftly unsnapped and unzipped her shorts.

Her own hands quickly worked my belt and snap and I helped her pull down my shorts. I kicked them off and sat there naked next to my new lover. She pulled down her own shorts and I saw that she was wearing a pair of sensible panties - black cotton. I moved over her body again, this time between her legs. I rubbed her toned thighs and made my way slowly down to her crotch.

As I reached the leg bands, she again arched her back and moaned, clearly enjoying what I was doing. My face came down and I inhaled her musky scent. The smell of sweat combined with her obvious arousal acted like an aphrodisiac. I grabbed her waistband and pulled the panties down off her butt and off her legs.

The carpet matched the drapes, as the saying goes. She had a thick, downy patch of blonde hair covering her mound. I was enamored, as I had been with a variety of women who clipped, shaved, landscaped, or went au naturale with their pubic areas, but I had never been with a true blonde!

Ducking my head, I licked the outside of Misty's outer labia. More than just about anything else, I love eating pussy. I developed a talent for it early on and every time I'm with a woman, I pay attention to what she likes and have coordinated my "moves" based on common patterns of arousal. I licked all around her crotch, tasting the sweat that came from a day of hard labor. I circled her pubic patch with my tongue, then returned to the outer labia. Pulling them apart, I licked just the inside, still not touching anything except her outer lips.

By this time, she was all but going crazy. As she tried to pull my head harder into her pussy, she moaned, "Oh, that's it! Come on! Harder!"

Finally, I gave her a little of what she was looking for. I started out on the little patch between her clit and her vaginal entrance. Lightly flicking upward, I brushed her clit with my tongue, but just barely. Starting on the left side, I moved to the center and then to the right. Licking my way downward, I made my tongue hard and stuck it directly into her pussy, thrusting in and out just a little, but enough to elicit a reaction.

Then, I made my way back to her clit. I first circled it with my tongue, inward, inward, as she moaned her approval. At last, I flicked my tongue across the top. Harder, harder, harder as she grabbed my head and pulled it into her. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked lightly, rubbing across it with my tongue. Then, I took my index finger and lightly pushed it into her juicy pussy.

I could hear it sloshing as I slowly shoved it into her. Curling it into a "come hither" motion, I touched Misty's front vaginal wall, searching for her g-spot. I could feel her legs start to shudder slightly as I continued my ministrations and suddenly she let out a loud wail. With that, she pushed my head away and quickly reached into her backpack.

She pulled out a condom. "Quick, put this on," she nearly screamed. "Fuck me, please!"

I didn't need to be asked twice. I ripped open the package and bagged my little friend in preparation for the ride. As soon as I was safe, I lined myself up and slowly pushed my way into her. There was little resistance since she was so wet. The lubrication of the condom was completely unnecessary!

"Oh, Gawd!" Misty exclaimed as I bottomed out. "You feel so good inside me! It's been months since I've had sex. Give it to me good, okay?"

Once again, I complied with her request. I'm about 6.5 inches long, but I've been told I'm pretty thick. From side to side, I'm about an inch and a half, and it was a squeeze getting it all inside her. I pulled all the way out and pushed back in at a steady interval. She grabbed my ass and pulled hard, and I increased my thrusting.

"Come on," she yelled, "Fuck me!"

I picked up the pace, hammering into her. I knew I wasn't going to last long, but I gave her all I had. As I pumped in and out, she met my thrusts, giving as good as she got. As expected, it only lasted about 5 minutes before I felt the familiar urge well up inside me. I kept up my pumping and was rewarded with the feeling of her vaginal walls constricting all around my cock.

She milked me dry. I continued humping until all my energy was gone and then all but collapsed on top of her after the exertion. We lay there in a sweaty heap for several minutes. When at last I had the strength to push myself back up, I looked into Misty's sparkling blue eyes and saw her smile.

"That was great!" she said. "I haven't cum like that since I don't know when. Thank you!"

"My pleasure," I said, and I meant it.

"Do you have time for another?" she asked.

I looked at the watch I had discarded during our rapid exodus from clothing and saw that I still had about 40 minutes before I would be missed by my wife. "Give me a couple minutes," I said with my own smile.

I extricated myself and removed the condom from my now flaccid dick. She took it and dropped it into a plastic bag in her backpack and then turned to me. She took my member in her hand and started slowly pumping up and down. We kissed again and as our tongues intertwined, I felt myself starting to grow hard again.

Now it was her turn to perform on me. Misty kissed her way down to my chest and kissed my nipples before trailing her way down to my now partially erect cock. She licked it up one side and across the head then down the other. I felt myself twitch as she engulfed it into her mouth.

We were camping, and I hadn't taken a shower that morning, so I felt a little self conscious, but she didn't complain, only worked her magic. Up and down she suckled my penis back to life. When I was fully hard again, she turned around on all fours and stuck her gorgeous ass into the air.

Needing no invitation, I pushed up behind her and rubbed the head of my penis against her still wet cooch. Up and down, I snaked it along the length of her gash from her little rosebud ass hole down to her clit. She moaned again and pushed back against me. I lined myself up and pushed my uncovered cock inside her smooth interior. It felt like a velvet hug. She was so wet and aroused that there was even less resistance than before. I sunk my dick completely in to the hilt, savoring the feeling of her around my most intimate of places.

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "That felt so good, I almost forgot!"

Misty pulled forward and I plopped out, feeling a little sorry. Slightly guilty at taking advantage of the situation, but sorrier that it was now over. Dutifully, I bagged myself again and resumed my position behind her. This time there was no preamble. I quickly started thrusting as hard as I could and she pushed back into me, sometimes nearly knocking me backward with her thrusts! This girl really liked it hard! I could see her breasts dangling below her and they shook with our efforts. With one hand still on her delectable hip, I reached around with the other and cupped her tit, gently squeezing her rosy nipple. Suddenly, she arched her back again and I felt the walls of her pussy squeezing hard against my own.

Still, I had more left in the cannon and I continued to thrust, enjoying the sensation as she came with me inside her. In and out I pumped, each time harder than the last. Several minutes later, I unloaded into her again, this time much weaker than the first, but still pretty powerful.

Again we collapsed onto the blanket, grateful to be hidden from the sun by the surrounding trees. Panting from the exertion, we each got a drink of water and then lay there for a few minutes enjoying the afterglow of our coupling. I hated to break up the party, but it was getting dangerously close to pumpkin-time.

"Thanks for that," I said tentatively.

"Thank you," she replied and we kissed again.

Misty handed me a towel that I used to wipe myself off after giving her my second discarded condom. I brushed away pine needles and leaves and as much dust as I could before dressing. We made our way back to the truck and she drove me back to the camping area.

With one last kiss, she said, "Thanks again for that. If you're ever back in the area and have some time, you know where to find me!" I didn't see her again all week, unfortunately, but I did have some other good experiences as well!