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It must be 90°F right now. Why did they decide to go camping in the middle of Summer? Viviane laid on the thin sleeping pad, all tent flaps were completely open, and the rechargeable fan died hours ago.
She looked over at Jean who was out like a rock. Enough, she thought and decided that the extra layer of clothes needed to go.
She fanned herself, desperately trying to get air to her naked body. It wasn’t working.
She agreed to the pack-in, pack-out trip because Jean loves this stuff, and she loves him. At the time, she figured staying by a lake in the middle of nowhere would be nice. She also figured that they could spend quality time together.
She was right about the quality time together. Viviane and Jean talked and laughed the entire day. It was lovely.
Now, she was sweating her ass off at midnight.
She crossed her arms behind her head and raised her knees. Every inch that touched the fabric prickled with heat rash. Thank goodness she didn’t have to contend with boob sweat.
She continued to toss and turn for another few minutes. It was excruciating. She quietly wrapped the orange microfiber towel around herself, slipped on her untied hiking boots, and stepped out of the tent. Jean was still completely asleep.
The path to the pristine glacial lake was made clear by the bright moonlight streaming through the thin tree cover. The full moon was just over the mountainous horizon. It reflected beautifully against the rippled lake.
Viviane walked to a small clearing completely stuck in her misery. She sat on a log and cursed the world.
Maybe I can cool off in the lake, she thought.
She slipped off her hiking boots and walked ankle-deep into the water. It was freezing! The water must have been 60 degrees.
Her entire body shivered and she jumped out quickly. She couldn’t get a break. The air was too hot and the water, too cold.
Will sat letting the muggy air dry him. He just cooled off with a short swim.
“It is such a beautiful night,” he said to the universe. “Thank you for this gift.”
He gazed to the distant shore. He could see the trees across the lake in the bright moonlight. He felt happy to have this peaceful moment of serenity before returning to his busy life.
He heard splashing. He cautiously moved to see what it was and couldn’t believe his eyes.
A naked goddess was slowly wading into the lake. Her porcelain skin radiated as if a twin of the full moon.
She was beautiful. Her silky black hair fell past her shoulder blades. Her long slender fingertips grazed the water’s surface as she slowly moved forward.
He sat on a tree stump in the darkness just outside of view.
She gasped when the ice-cold water reached her womanhood. He could see her small breasts in profile. Then, she dove in.
Will’s hard cock made a large wet spot in his shorts. His precum drenched the head.
He bunched the shorts to the side, widened his legs, and slipped it out. His balls loosely swung as he pulled on himself in the hot air.
Will’s clear view of the woman was a dream come true. He would have been satisfied if he had died right then.
He recorded every detail in his mind as he stroked. He wanted to see, feel, and experience the fullness of this pristine moment forever.
He watched as she sighed loudly. She turned toward the gebze escort shore and lifted both hands to her forehead. Her gorgeous features were in full view as she smoothed her hair. She glowed like a movie star. Her raised elbows and arched back perfectly displayed her petite cups. Her ultra-tight nipples were the size of pencil erasers in the center of dark areolas.
She spread her arms, leaned back, and gently submerged again. She was truly enjoying herself.
Will’s strokes intensified and his breath deepened. He remained as quiet as he could so as to not ruin the moment.
She glided swanlike as she swam. Will became harder with every peek of her round ass, small breasts, and clean-shaven mons. Will squinted and saw her shimmering peach just before it dipped back in.
Will was on the edge of exploding when something changed.
She got up quickly and started making her way out. Will could hear her chattering teeth from a distance. Her breathing was shallow and she seemed to stagger out of the water. She fumbled for her towel.
Oh, shit, he thought. He covered his throbbing manhood and rushed over to her.
“Hey, are you ok?” he asked.
“P-P-P please help me,” she stammered between chattering teeth. She clearly knew something was wrong.
Will quickly wrapped the towel around her and picked her up as her legs gave way.
He looked at her face. She was still conscious. Her skin was cold to the touch and she was shivering uncontrollably. Her cute face and thin lips were now the color of fine china.
He knew these were the signs of hypothermia and quickly made his way to his tent. Each footfall adeptly moved with confidence and haste.
He laid her down inside the tent.
“My name is Will,” he said looking into her eyes. “I think you have hypothermia. I am going to help you get warm.”
He was calm and gentle. She nodded her head. He grabbed his emergency blanket which looked like a piece of tin foil the size of a queen mattress.
“I need to wrap you in this emergency blanket,” he said. “It will help you warm up.
“To do that, I need to remove your cold wet towel. Is that ok with you?” he asked.
“Y-Y-Yes,” she whispered. Tremors were pulsing through her entire body.
He slowly rolled her rover, removed the wet towel, and tightly swaddled her in the mylar blanket.
“You’re going to be ok. I’m here to help you,” he said. “What’s your name?”
She struggled to get the word out. “Viviane!” she forcibly said between shivers.
“It’s nice to meet you, Viviane. I’m going to cover you with warm things to try to get your body temperature up. I will touch your forehead to see if your body temperature is rising.”
Will gently spread his pack towel over her, hoping it would help. He placed his hand on her forehead. She was still cold to the touch. He started stroking her forehead, like a parent cares for a sick child. He was extremely worried but remained calm outwardly.
He waited for seven minutes. Her shivering wasn’t calming. He turned on a headlamp to softly light the tent. Her porcelain skin was still tinted with a blue hue.
“Viviane,” he said gently. “Your body temperature is not getting better on your own. I think you are too cold to recover. This may be uncomfortable, but I am going to get under the blanket with you. I need to wrap gümüşhane escort my body around yours to transfer my body heat to you. I realize you are naked. I’m so sorry that I have to do this, but I think it is the only way. Is that ok with you?”
She nodded her head. Will did as he said and hugged her tight from behind. He tried to make as much contact with her skin as he could and tightly wrapped the blanket around them.
It felt like he was holding someone who had been in a refrigerator. His body completely engulfed her small frame from behind. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. She was light. He slipped one leg under her and the other between hers.
They laid there for a while maximizing surface area contact. He exhaled into the blanket sending 98-degree warmth with every deep breath.
The chattering eventually stopped. They switched positions so she could warm her front against his back. The heat transfer worked and her breathing calmed. They changed positions once more and Viviane fell asleep on Will’s chest.
He turned out the headlamp and drifted to sleep. He thanked God for the years of survival training in his youth.
Viviane woke to the serene predawn sounds of chirping wrens. Her brief disorientation quickly faded when she looked at Will.
Her body was warm and her mind was sharp. She was back to normal.
She recalled the night’s events and felt a warm rush of gratefulness for this kind savior. She remembered how gentle and clear he was in every action. He made her feel safe when she was at her most vulnerable. No one had done that before.
She longingly looked at his toned back as he slept on his side. She was torn. Should she wake him or quietly slip away?
Her instincts took over.
She slid over and pressed herself fully against his back. She gently kissed his neck and whispered, “Thank you, Will.”
She kissed his shoulder. “Thank you,” she said again.
He slowly stirred as her long black hair fell over his arm. She saw a smile on his face.
“Good morning,” he said quietly.
She continued kissing down his triceps, thanking him with each gentle kiss. She felt the tingling sensation as her sensitive nipples tightened against his back.
He slowly lifted his arm to cradle her and turned on his back.
Viviane looked him in the eyes and said, “Thank you for saving me last night.”
“You’re welcome, Viviane.”
She hugged him tightly with her entire body, raising a leg over him, and pressing herself into his side.
She slightly raised her head and continued kissing down his chest. She thanked him with each kiss.
Her lust took over. She passionately looked at his face when she reached the edge of his shorts. He nodded.
She kissed him as she slowly rolled down his shorts. He lifted his hips and his manhood was on full display.
She began licking his well-groomed assets. She wanted to completely consume him. She wanted to show how grateful she truly was.
She hungrily licked, sucked, and stroked him. Her long slender fingers of both hands fully wrapped around his girth. The contrast of their skin accentuated each stroke.
Will reached for her body. His strong hands explored her back, breast, and ass while she went down on him.
She felt complete bliss. She gave herself to izmir escort him.
He leaned his upper body to the side and reached until he found her wet, waiting, pussy.
Her muffled moans filled the tent as his thick fingers expertly stimulated her exposed clit and dripping warmth.
Viviane couldn’t handle the pleasure. She moved her hips to lean into him, leaned her head to the side, and moaned loudly as she shuddered in her first orgasm.
The two relished this pleasure. Viviane took Will to the edge multiple times and backed off right before he began to pulse. Their intense moans echoed across the lake.
Will was over the moon with this teasing and continued to finger fuck Viviane until she came again.
Viviane finally let him peak. He yelled as released his robust load into her thin lips. She stroked, licked, and swallowed everything he could give until he went flaccid.
She held him for a few moments and said, “Thank you, Will.”
“Thank you, Viviane,” he enthusiastically replied after he caught his breath.
Her body tingled all over.
Viviane got up and wrapped herself in the towel when the feeling subsided. “Can you help me find my shoes?” she asked.
“I didn’t know you had any. You weren’t wearing them last night.”
“Oh, they may be down by the lake,” she said while stepping out of the tent.
Will quickly got up. “Wait,” he said, as he scrambled to get his clothes and boots on.
She paused.
“Let me carry you back to your shoes. This ground is full of pine needles and sharp rocks. You’ll never get out of here if you cut your feet.”
She curiously looked at him wondering how someone could be so kind.
“Ok,” she said. “Thank you for being such a gentleman.”
She wrapped her arm over his strong shoulder and he lifted her in the air. He was a solid guy who knew how to move through the woods.
They made their way to the clearing and found her shoes next to the log.
“Do you know where you made camp?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she replied.
He stood there awkwardly.
She looked him in the eyes, smiled, and said, “Thank you, Will.”
He seemed to understand her intention to be left alone. He looked down and stammered, “Ok. Take care Viviane. Thank you for this morning. My mind is blown.”
“You’re welcome,” she said while nodding her head. He understood the signal that he needed to leave. He turned and walked back to his campsite.
The sun had just peaked over the mountains. Viviane enjoyed the view, lightly cleaned herself in the water, and eventually returned to Jean who was brewing coffee.
“Out for a little sunrise skinny dipping?” Jean asked.
“How did you know?” she said with a sly half-smile.
“Your towel was gone and your bikini is still hanging.” He was always good with details.
“Yeah, well. When in Rome…” she replied.
“You’re lucky you weren’t seen. We’re not alone out here.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“I woke up to the sounds of a couple loudly having sex this morning before dawn,” he said.
She tried not to blush. “Oh, gosh,” she said. “I had no idea there was anyone else out here!”
“I wish I could have loud sex in the middle of the woods,” he said with exasperation.
She smiled and said, “You’ll find the right girl eventually, little bro.” Her voice was endearing.
“Alright,” she said. “I’m going to change in the tent. Let’s have our coffee, pack up, and head home. We have a long day ahead of us.”
“Sounds good,” Jean said.
Viviane had a spring in her step the entire way home. She was so happy to be alive and to have met a wonderful stranger.