WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, many in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION. No marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. The story may not conform to our reality. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce, or you think she's a slut. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Hiking Emily's Ridge

I met Mike at Campers Shoes. I was looking for new hiking boots and he was as well. We both chose the same shoe and took the same size. I have larger feet for a woman; he has smaller feet for a man. He asked me out, I accepted.

He took me to Bruno's Italian Kitchen. We talked about trails we had hiked, some the same, many different. When he dropped me home, I allowed him to kiss me, but did not invite him in, though it was pretty clear he wanted the invitation. I did agree to go hiking with him on Saturday.

He picks me up about 8:30AM. We reach the trail head about 10:30AM. The hike is two hours in to Ten Cent Falls. It is a stream dropping about 20 feet into a lovely pool. By the time we make it to the falls we are hot and sweaty. There are two couples skinny dipping, so I suggested we join them.

The water is deliciously cool. I swim out to the point where the cascade lands in the pool. The falling water pounds my head and shoulders. Mike pushes me under and I grab his legs underwater and drag him down. We swim over to the other couples and the bunch of us horse around in the pool.

When we finally climb out, one of the girls has a couple of towels and all 6 of us dry off on what are, by the end, rather damp towels. Mike took the opportunity to dry me off, including fondling my 32 C breasts. I in turn used the towel to rub his 6-inch cock to full erection. Then I run off, find my clothes and get dressed.

I am impressed; Mike's body is in pretty good shape. We break out the lunch and eat. Mike has carried in a bottle of wine and we share with the other couples. It turns out they don't know each other; they just met at the pool. One of the girls comments on Mike's body and lovely cock.

Mike sets up his phone to capture a picture of all of us together and shares it with the others. One of the guys suggests we should get a shot of us all naked. His girlfriend kills that idea, saving me from having to be the spoil sport.

As it is getting hotter, our hike out is closer to three hours. We grab fast food for dinner part way home. I invite him in, but not to stay. The pool antics have left me somewhat horny. I don't use the pill, but a diaphragm. My supplies are at home.

As my mother would say, we knoodled on the couch for a while. Soon after my shirt and bra came off, I broke for a bathroom break, to install the diaphragm. I came back naked and quickly had his cock out and mounted him. Having not had a boyfriend for most of the last year, I rode him hard. When he came, I quickly got down and used oral to pump him back up again so I could have another go around. The second time I managed to cum before he exploded in me.

We lay and cuddled for a while, and then I sent him home.

Over the next couple of months, we follow much the same pattern. Out for a hike ending up at my place, and sending him home. Really my mother is to blame for him being sent home, she always told me not to let a man spend the night till I was pretty sure he was the one. She told me that it took dad six months of training before he was good enough that she felt he was a keeper. Unfortunately for Mike he is not a very considerate lover, and does not take instruction, so I am pretty sure he is not the one.

As the season wears on, Mike suggests we try some outdoor sex. For me that presents a challenge. I am not comfortable having him watch me insert a diaphragm. So, I compromise. I would give him head on the trail, but not sex. That soon included being topless for the event, so he could fondle my breasts. I am also becoming convinced that Mike really wants us to get caught, so he could have an audience. There were a couple of close calls.

Gradually I became resigned to the probability that we would have an audience at some point. It really turns Mike on when he talks about getting caught.

For the September long weekend, we decide to hike in to Emily's ridge. It will be an overnight hike. Mike has a two-man hiking tent, and equipment. We spend a couple of days packing for the trip. We would test the weight of the backpacks with a short hike, then adjust. In the end I am carrying about 15 pounds and he is carrying about 25 pounds. Both of us are over the recommended 10% of body weight, but not by much. Well, me by about a pound and him by close to 6 pounds. On the way out we, or at least I, should be safely under.

The plan is Saturday we walk in to the base of the ridge, set up camp. In the morning, we climb the ridge, have a late lunch then back down to the camp site. Then Monday we walk out. We can leave the tent set up and all the heavy stuff at the camp, making the climb to the ridge much easier.

The trail head is packed. But most of the hikers are looking at day hikes in to one of the lakes, or a loop that follows a stream to a waterfall. It is almost 12 miles in to the base of the ridge. By the trail split at the 4-mile mark we are down to us and two couples behind us, but close enough that we can hear them laugh when someone tells a joke.

Mike wants oral, but I tell him, no way. Not with them so close behind us. We gradually draw ahead of them, but not enough to give me confidence. After the 6 mile mark the trail gets steeper, and our speed gets slower. We pass regular camp sites that have been used in the past and it is past 6 when we pull into the site we had identified on the maps as the last one before the climb to the ridge. It is beside a small stream, and there is a pool about a hundred yards downstream.

We make dinner, set up the tent and then wander back to the pool. Nobody around, so we go skinny dipping. I agree to giving him a blow job by the pool. Then we swim again, and get dressed and return to the camp site. When it gets dark, I begin to feel that the couples behind us probably took off to another destination, or stopped at an earlier campsite.

Whoever called this a two-man tent, did not sleep two people in it. At least the weather is good and we did not really need it. There is no way two people could have sex in this tent without knocking it down.

In the morning, we get up and wash off in the stream. I give Mike a blowjob on a rock next to the stream. Then we pack everything into a small day pack that could be separated from Mike's main pack, and leave everything else in the tent. My hiking pants can unzip the legs leaving me with short shorts. I leave the legs behind. I tie my hair into a pony tail. I carry the sandwiches, Mike carries water.

The climb is steep. About half way up around 10AM, Mike pulls off the path and sits on a big rock. He gets his cock out. I have not heard anyone following, so I strip off my shirt and bra, and bend over to blow him. He pinches my nipples and runs his hand along my back, pushing into my shorts.

"Why don't you take them off. It would be really hot if you did."

He has never asked me to do that before, but I think about it then slip them and my panties off. I figure that he is going to push for sex. I am still in my safe time, so not totally opposed to it, more worried about setting a precedent.

I am bent over at the waist and sucking his cock when I hear a noise behind me. Mike puts his hand on my head. "Stay. Don't look."

Fuck he has me naked and someone is coming. He holds my head down with his cock deep in my mouth, I am gagging a bit.

"Hi there"

Mike replies "Hi, how you doing?"

"Just fine, don't want to interrupt you."

"That's fine, why don't you two join us?"

I am shaking my head and trying to say no way. He has my head held down.

"Won't she mind?"

I try again to say no, and shake my head.

"Nope, she will like it, won't you honey." I struggle a bit. "See, she says yes."

Then he whispers. "Relax, enjoy it. This will be fun."

I feel two guys, one on each side. They fondle my breasts and pinch my nipples. Fuck me if my pussy does not get wet. My body is prepping to get fucked.

After a bit Mike says. "Wanna fuck her?"

I shake my head and gag again as he pushes me down hard on his cock.

"See, she says yes."

I cannot see either of them. But I hear a zipper. Then a pair of pants drops. Someone rubs my pussy and clit. Then a cock slowly enters me. I look up at Mike. He is grinning.

He fucks me. I try to get Mike to cum, so I can get a bit more control over things, but Mike has amazing resistance.

"Mind if I cum inside?"

"No, I think she would prefer that."

A moment later he blows his load deep inside me. I hate to admit it, but it felt really good. He pulls out and says "Your turn bro." The second guy pushes his cock at me. He must be fucking big because he is having trouble getting in. He is pushing me up hill and Mike is having trouble keeping me pushed down on his cock. Then I feel him pass in. He is big, he stretches me. I have never experienced someone so girthy. He works his way in, finally beating against my cervix. Then he rests a minute before fucking starts. This is fucking amazing. I am so full. He is in so deep. An orgasm hits me without warning. I Arch my back, and my legs turn to Jello. Mike pushes me down onto his cock, hard. The guy grabs my hips and holds me up till I get my strength back. Throughout it he keeps fucking me. Then when I think there is no way I can possibly fit anything else in, he expands, and blows a huge hot load into me. I have another orgasm.

He holds me up till he has dumped everything he has into my pussy. Then he pulls out and lets me down onto my knees. Mike loses control and slides out of my mouth.

"Holly fuck that was amazing." I look back and see the two guys who had been behind us.

"Yeah, John is big. That is why I took first position. I knew that after him you would not be able to feel me."

I gather up my clothes and put them on, even though John's cum is still dripping out of me. Mike tucks himself back into his pants. "God that was hot. Didn't you love that honey?"

"OK, lets get moving, if we want to reach the ridge for lunch, we have some work to do." I start up the path, followed by the two strangers, and then a trailing Mike. I push a hard pace. Mike gets gradually left behind.

When we get to the top, Mike is out of sight. I have our sandwiches and the guys have water, so I have my lunch. The strangers have their lunch. When Mike arrives, I hand him his lunch, and get up. "I'm ready to head back, you guys coming?"

John looks at Mike. "We're ready, but he looks like he is winded, maybe we should wait a bit?"

"Nah, he can catch up." I turn and head down the hill. John and his partner come with me.

"You seem pissed."

"Yeah, Mike and I had talked about someone coming up on us while we were busy. He did not follow the protocol that we had agreed to." He talked about having an audience, not additional participants.

"So, you did not agree to us fucking you?"

"Nope."

"Oh God, I'm sorry. We shouldn't have done that."

"You guys are OK; I am not mad at you. I am royally pissed at Mike. In fact, I rather enjoyed fucking you, particularly you John. What really pissed me is I am not on birth control. I usually use a diaphragm, but I don't have it while hiking. He should have insisted you use condoms."

"Crap, you're not going to get pregnant, are you?"

"No, we are in a safe period. But even so, Mike broke the rules."

"If there is anything we can do to make it up with you, let us know."

I think for about a half a mile. "Are your girlfriends cool with you fucking other girls?"

John replies "Angie is, though she will want to fuck Mike."

The other guy responds "Not Ruth, in fact I would appreciate it if Ruth never hears about today."

"That might be a problem. Mike is going to want to talk about it. I am thinking we get together and give Mike a show."

"John, do you think you could persuade Angie to not mention it to Ruth? If so, then I will persuade her to stay in camp with me while you and Angie do your thing with, what's your name?"

I stop and turn to him "I'm Rose, you are?"

He shakes my hand "Nick"

"OK, if everyone is cool with it, John and Angie meet us at the pool for skinny dipping. Angie and I fuck the hell out of John, and Mike gets to watch. No more, just watch."

John grins. "Angie also likes girls so maybe a bit of girl-on-girl action too?"

"I can do that."

"I think Angie will like that."

Nick says "Mike is going to be pissed."

"Even more when we get home, and I tell him that it is over between us and he should delete my number from his phone."

"Oh, he really stepped in it did he?"

"It's been coming. This was just the final straw."

When Mike limps into camp I have dinner ready. It seems that he rushed to try to catch up to us, and slipped and twisted his ankle. I am not sympathetic.

"You're pissed at me. Why? You clearly had a good time."

"If you cannot see why I am pissed, I doubt I can explain it to you."

I clean up and look at my watch. 20 minutes till pool meet up time.

"I'm going skinny dipping, are you coming? The cold water will probably help your ankle."

Mike starts to say no then changes his mind. "Yeah, it might."

I gather up our towels and we head down to the pool. I am naked and in the water by the time John and Angie arrive. Mike is sitting on a rock at the side of the stream with his feet in the water, but still dressed. The pool is warmer than the stream.

Angie is gorgeous. Probably 5 foot 9 or 10, shoulder length red hair. My guess is a 36 DD bust. Mike and Angie strip and join me in the pool. Angie comes over and immediately kisses me. I reciprocate and wrap my arms around her. Her breasts are pushing against my 32 C's. I hear Mike exclaim. "Fuck that is hot." He has seen nothing yet.

There is a rock poking out of the water, with a flat top. I swim over to it and pop out. I sit and spread my legs. Angie takes the hint and comes over. I lay back with my knees up. Angie spreads my knees and dives in. Licking my clit, sucking on it, fondling my breasts and pinching my nipples. I have been with girls a couple of times, but Angie is good. Really good. She has me at an orgasm within five minutes.

I slip back into the water and she pops out lays back and holds her legs apart. I dig in trying to duplicate her skill. I am not as good; it takes a good ten minutes for me to get her off. She sits up "John. Com'ere." John swims over and pops himself onto the rock.

Angie and I work in tandem sucking, licking and rubbing to bring John to his first orgasm in less time than it took me to get Angie off. Angie looks at me. "You want first or second?"

"You get him first most of the time, so I want first go at him."

Angie smiles, "Figured so." She boosts me up onto the rock.

Angie starts to work on John and quickly gets him hard. I mount him, slowly, and fuck him for a second time today. He reaches up and fondles my breasts. I am amazed as he cums fairly quickly. Faster than when we were able to suck him off.

I cum just after him. I collapse onto his chest. "My God John, you are a very good fuck." I have never said that to Mike. Angie climbs up and I swap places with her. John lasts a bit longer with her, but brings her to a roaring orgasm just before he cums.

The three of us lounge on the rock. Mike watches us silently.

Finally, Angie sits up. "It's getting dark, we need to get back to our tent while we can still see it. Then she slides into the water. John kisses me then slides in after her.

I wait a minute then slide into the water, swim over to Mike and get out of the water. I grab my towel and dry off. "Mike, do you want your towel?"

"Yes, please."

I pass it to him and get dressed. He puts his shoes and socks on. We walk back to the campsite. I take off my shoes and climb into the sleeping bag fully dressed. Mike gets the hint and does not push for sex.

Part way back Mike stops and pulls his fry pan out of the backpack. I assume with his sore ankle the weight is bothering him, and that is the heaviest item. He leaves it at the next camp site. Still, it is late when we get back to the car.

We stop in the first town and find a diner and eat. It has been a silent day. When Mike drops me at the house, I turn to him. "You went over the line yesterday. Please delete my phone number from your phone. We are done."

"Wait, you enjoyed it didn't you?"

"That has nothing to do with it. You still forced me to do something I did not want to do. The fact that I in the end enjoyed it, is irrelevant." I get out of the car with my stuff. I lean in "Have a good life Mike, I don't want to hear from you again. Clear?"

"Yes"

He watches me walk to my front door. When I get in, I walk to the front window and am just in time to see him pull away. I get out my phone and block his number. I flag his e-mail as spam.

I put my things away and go to bed. It has been a bit of a wild weekend. Tomorrow is a work day.