A walk in Tasmania [closed]

[frank_long_horn]

OOC : sorry people this thread is closed for Don/Deb and I as we try and hone our writing skills. You are obviously welcome to drop by and check out our writing and hope you get some fun from it. The story about the walk will be fairly representative of the "Overland Walk" in Tasmania, a walk I am quite familiar with.

Background:

Peter and his long term friend had decided to walk the Overland Track in central Tasmania. Peter had been away from the States for a few months and his old friend had arranged to fly over and visit him. When he had suggested this walk as part of her holiday it had appealed to her as a chance to have fun and see some of the special country Peter had described in his emails.

They had just landed at Devonport airport and were about to catch the bus to Crable Mountain, the start of this epic six day walk. Peter had arranged all their equipment and food and was looking forward to spending some time with his old friend.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon was excited to see land under her after a long flight from the West coast. She had just a short lay over in L.A. after her flight from Boston.
She and Peter had meet in school and became close friends. They never took it beyond that but they were always there for each other. She enjoyed hiking with Peter in the White Mountains. It was fresh to him and she knew the area well.
Peter had always told her about his adventures hiking in Tasmania. She found his stories wonderful but never thought she would ever be able to do it herself.

A year or so had passed after school when Peter informed her that he had to go away. Shannon felt the pain of losing a close friend. He said he would stay in contact and they did.

Shannon informed Peter she was going to have time on her hands. The magazine she took photos for was cutting staff to save money and she was one of the casulties. Now here she was. About to start the adventure of a lifetime.

Shannon enjoyed the warmth in the air after leaving a very cold Boston behind. She liked being able to wear shorts and short sleeve shirts. She could never figure out why she stayed in New England.

When they met up Peter greeted her with a big smile a hug and a kiss. He stood back and stared at her trim and fit look. Something was different. Shannon smiled at him. "I cut my hair short. I thought it would be easier to take care off". Peter gave her a smile of approval.

Peter helped her place her packs into the waiting bus. She packed light but did not leave her photography equipment behind. He had arranged every thing else.

The bus was ready to depart for a place called Crable Mountain. Shannon found some seats near the rear of the bus. Taking the seat near the window. At 5'7" her knees touched the seat in front of her. " I can't tell you how excited I am. I have been looking forward to this."

The front doors of the bus closed. It jerked forward beginning the adventure.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:

It was fantastic to meet Shannon again after not seeing her for months. Sure, he thought, they had stayed in contact by email and phone but to be able to see her face to face was great. He was so happy she had agreed to visit him as he loved this part of the world and wanted to share it with his long term friend.

She looked fantastic in her summer outfit and her shapely legs had a light tan . She must have been catching the winter sun at every opportunity, he thought. This should be a great holiday he thought as they entered the bus and sat near the back, ready to arrive at Cradle Mountain.

It was about a two hour journey and Peter was so pleased to be with Shannon again, they seemed to click like they had never been apart. She was his best friend and was sure she felt the same way.

The scenery, as they arrived in Cradle Valley, was spectacular. The rugged mountains disappeared into the distance and Peter told Shannon that this was where they were going, into the mountains and across a high plateau. It was late February and warm, about 28 degrees C. The skies were clear and there was only a gentle breeze.

As the bus drove them the last two km to the start of the walk Peter could see Shannon was in raptures with the place. He was very happy to have this time to share with her.

They headed off on the first stage of the track, packs heavy, but with smiles on their faces, looking forward to the next five days.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

The bus moved along the highway and it was not long before the city was left behind.

Shannon and Peter talked about everything as friends do. He was eager to tell her about everything she was seeing from the window. It was so much different then back home.

The landscape changed again when Peter said " This is Cradle Valley." It didn't feel that almost two hours had passed. Shannon took in the scenery. It was breath taking. She could hardly wait to begin thier trek.

The bus rolled to a stop. Most of the other passangers got off before Shannon and Peter made their way out.

The air was warm. Which was good since Shannon was not sure what to expect. She was glad she wore what she did. Shorts, t-shirt under an open , button down, cotton shirt and of course heavy duty hiking boots and sturdy socks. She packed some warmer gear if she needed it. Peter was dressed similar. He looked very handsome.

Shannon took in all the sights she could from were they stood. She did a little spin in front of Peter. " I am so excited. This is going to be fantastic."

As they gathered their gear Peter pointed out the area they were heading for. He knew Shannon would love it.

Peter helped Shannon adjust her pack making it as comfortable as possible. When they both decided everything was ready Peter said " Follow me." Shannon let him get a few steps in front then off she went. Her pack that, looked worse then it was, and her ever present camera dangling from her neck.

 

[frank_long_horn]

The walking was quite easy for the first two km until they started to climb to Marions Lookout. It was a steep climb and just at the base of it was a beautiful lake , as the day was warm but still, the mountains that surrounded the lake reflected perfectly in the water. They stood near an old hikers shelter that had been beside the lake for many years and Shannon took some photo's of this special place.

As she took her shots Peter prepared them some lunch. As it was early in the walk it was fresh, later they would have to contend with dehydrated food. Chicken and salad rolls,it was, with lovely fresh crispy rolls he had bought in Devonport that morning.

Shannon had wanted to have a swim in the lake but Peter encouraged her to continue on as they still had a long way to go that day. He promised her a swim at a place called Waterfall Valley. They should reach there by around four o'clock that afternoon. There was a secret pool there he had discovered last year that had a waterfall spilling into a wonderful swimming hole.

So, it was off they strolled, up to Marions lookout. Peter had to help Shannon several times and needed to hold her hand to steady her as she found it hard to balance with her well filled pack. Each time they did hold hands he felt a wonderful sense of attachment with her and was reluctant to let go but their overnight camp site beckoned and they walked on.

At the top of Marions lookout they stopped to rest. "Hows that for a view Shannon?" he asked. "You have a few minutes to take some pictures and then we must go."

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon and Peter walked for a short while. So far the trail was pretty easy. " This is not to bad." Peter turned to her and with a smile said " You just wait,it will become alot tougher." Shannon smiled back at him " I am sure it will." She could see, not to far ahead, the trail taking a steep climb.

Peter stopped and Shannon walked up next to him. Her mouth fell open at the view in front of them. A deep dark blue lake as smooth as glass. A rugged mountain reflecting in the water. She pulled her camera to her eye and took some shots.

They both removed thier bulky packs. Peter prepared a quick lunch for them. Shannon took several more photos. They sat and enjoyed the fresh food. As they ate Shannon asked, " how warm is the water? It looks like a great swimming hole." Peter told her the water was warm enough but they really needed to keep moving so they could reach their overnight campsite before it got dark. " Don't worry", he said, " we will find plenty of other places to swim and bathe. I found a great spot last year called Waterfall Valley and a great little hidden pool." Shannon looked into his eyes " I will keep you to that." She let out a little laugh. " It sounds wonderful."

With lunch finished and the photos taken they slipped thier packs back on and began to move on.

The path became very steep in places. Peter did not walk as far ahead, as he had, when the walking was flat. It was a good thing. At one point Shannon took a step and felt herself slipping backwards. Peter quickly grabbed for her hand and kept her from falling. Shannon smiled " Thanks...I thought I was going down there." Peter smiled back " stay close so we can help each other up some of these steep areas." Shannon knew he meant helping her more then she helping him.

As they walked Shannon thought about their friendship. They have always been friends but never lovers. Oh they shared kisses and hugs. More like brother and sister. She had feeling for him. He was just about every thing she wanted in a man. She figured he just wanted a friend.

In a few more spots Peter reached for Shannon's hand helping her along. The last couple of times his hand lingered in hers longer. She liked the feeling. Then Peter moved ahead again as they walked on.

Peter stopped again "Hows that for a view Shannon?" he asked. "You have a few minutes to take some pictures and then we must go."

Shannon slipped her pack off. Snapping pictures of the grand view. " There is nothing like this in the White Mountains" she said.
She made sure that Peter was in a few of the frames.

He smiled at her. She knew he was enjoying seeing her pleasure.

Shannon prepared to slip her pack back on. The warm still air and their climbing had created a dampness on her t shirt. Her arms and legs had a glimmer to them in the sunlight. Peter looked like he had just crossed the street.

" We have to move on" Peter said.
" Boy you run a tight ship here" Shannon replied laughing.

As soon as she had her pack comfortable they were off to Peters and mother natures next vista.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:

He felt a bit guilty having to rush Shannon because he knew she was a great photographer and this might be her only chance to take that one in a million picture good photographers always dreamed about.

Unfortunately because of the late start from Devonport they needed to keep moving to reach their first camp site in time to have a swim or wash and cook dinner before dark.

Peter was starting to think deeply as they walked along. Walking is like that, you get into a stride and set your mind free as you enjoy the scenery and think about all sorts of things. Normally Peters mind wandered to work, friends, what was over the next hill or what was for dinner. Strangely on this walk he could only think of one thing, Shannon. Ever since they had met up he had been feeling more than the usual friendship things about her. He was starting to see her in a new light, one that he was not sure was possible. One where their relationship was more than just friends.

His big concern was that he did not want to ruin her friendship and scare her away. He was beginning to think he never wanted her to go away again, at all. So as they walked the last few hundred metres into Waterfall Valley camp site he was deep in thought, trying to work out what to do.

They set up their tent quickly, there were not many other hikers around and they picked a nice shaded spot away from any other people. Shannon made them some coffee as Peter sorted out some gear and they sat back, relaxing, letting their sore legs and feet recover from a pretty hard days walking.

Waterfall Valley is dominated by a mountain called Bairns Bluff, a large rocky out crop about a km away. The valley is very green with lush grass between tussocks. Wallabies graze freely here as they are not afraid of people. As they sat there Peter pointed out a Wombat to Shannon and she raced off to photograph it.

Peter sat back and smelled his arm pits, god I stink, he thought, I wonder if Shannon wants a swim.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Peter and Shannon continued on at as brisk a pace as they could. Peter kept saying he was concerned about the daylight left. The sun was still bright but it would not be long before it feel behind the mountain tops.
They continued some idle conversation up but mostly they kept thier thoughts to themselves. Shannon stopped here and there to to snap some photographs or to see what wildlife was spying on them.
Shannon could not stop thinking about her feelings that were whelming up inside her about Peter. Did he see her as anything more then a friend? Why would he, I never gave him any reason to, she thought. Her thoughts interupted by Peter saying " we are just about there."

" Welcome to Waterfall Valley", Peter announced, "our home for the night." He was thrilled to see there were not many others setting up camp. I shared that joy with him.

Peter searched out a quiet ,out of the way site, to set up camp. Shannon let her pack fall to the ground. Reached her hands as far above her head as she could to streach. " Peter, words cannot describe how beautiful this place is." The mountains, lake and the sound of rushing water.

Peter kept busy pulling the tent out. Together they set it up. It did not take long. They had done it together in the past. This time Shannon watched every move Peter made. He looked up a few times and caught her eyes, but they just kept on setting up camp.
They had a fire going in no time. Shannon made some coffee for the both of them and for the first time in a while they sat and relaxed.

Shannon sipped her coffee and admired her surroundings. She had already picked a few spots out she wanted to shot from. Peter pointed out some Wallabies not to far from them. " We don't have any of those in New England" Shannon said. Something moved very close to them. Peter whispered " It is a Wombat." Shannon almost freaked at first. Peter assured her that they were very use to people being around and it would not harm her.

Shannon could not let the opportunity for pictures go by. She
picked up her camera, stood up and moved for some good angles . She took a few of the wombat, the landscape and whatever caught her eye. She hit the last picture on the roll of film. The camera hummed as it sucked the film back into the canister. " Damn she said." As she turned back to Peter she saw him sniffing under his arms.

" I think our twelve hour deodorant stopped working a few hours ago." She pulled at her t shirt that was sticking to her body in places. Shannon walked back to the tent. Squatting down she replaced the film in her camera. As she did she looked over to Peter " I never have an extra roll of film right with me when I need it." " So what do you think. Do we have time to wash some of this dust off ourselves." Shannon was hoping the answer would be yes. She really did want to wash up some.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:

It was great to finally be at their first overnight camp site. It had been a long day and he was really proud of Shannon. She had put in att day without complaint and was a great walking companion. She had an uncanny ability to see things he had missed or to ask questions that gave them many varied topics to talk about as they walked.

They both agreed that before dinner a swim was a must have as they smelt a bit from the days hiking. Shannon went to get her soap and shampoo but Peter warned her they were in a world heritage area and any chemicals like that would ruin the environment. It was water or water...

Peter lead Shannon along a hidden path that went parallel with the river. It was about 400metres and well away from the campsite and anyone else.

As they finally broke through the bush they came to a beautiful spot. In Tasmania , especially the area they were, the mountain streams are quite small as they are near their source.
This swiming hole was at the base of a small waterfall, there were large rocks surrounding a deep pool. The pool was only about 20m by 10 m and had a shallow area that fell away where you could enter the water, after about 2 m it fell away to deep, cold water. It was pristine, clear and fresh.

Peter arrived first and quickly emptied his pockets, took off his boots and waded in to the shallow section. It was freezing but the sun was warm. He dived in with all his clothes on to wash them and freshen up. The water was magnificant. Turning around he yelled, "Come on Shannon, this is fantastic"

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon zipped the camera bag up. She looked over to Peter. He was just looking at her when she asked about washing. He broke into a big smile with a bit of a laugh saying " I think we could both use some fresh water on our bodies." " I have a perfect spot for it."
Shannon opened her other bag pulling out a bottle of shampoo and pure soap. Both were concidered enviormentaly safe. Peter had a semi frown on his face. " Sorry Sha we cannot use anything in the waters here. We can only use the water."
Placing the items back Shannon said " That is not a problem. I have done that in other places. I am glad I cut my hair, maybe I should have cut it a little shorter."
A few days before she left Boston Shannon's hair flowed over her shoulders. She had it cut so now it is just about mid ear.

Peter led her along a so called path. It was obvious not many others walked this way. It was flat but a little overgrown and followed the river. " You are sure you know where you are going?" Shannon asked. " I know this path like the back of my hand." Peter chimed in. They both shared a laugh. Shannon could hear what sounded like a waterfall. She asked Peter if it was but he did not say a word. Then they came into a clearing.

" Oh my god." Shannon said as she looked around her. You could not call it a pond. It really was a natural pool. A waterfall at one end. High rocks keeping the water in. Were they stood you could see the bottom, but only for a short way in you could tell the bottom dropped off. The water was a deep blue rippled by the fall.

While Shannon took in her surroundings Peter had already emptied his pockets, taken his boots off and waded in. Shannon watched as he dove in with his shorts and shirt on. He popped up to the surface, turned to her and yelled "Come on Shannon, this is fantastic".

Shannon slipped out of her cotton button down shirt leaving her in her t shirt. She pulled her boots and socks off. Peter was splashing around when she walked into the shallow area. " Holy shit, this is colder than Hampton Beach in April." Peter laughed at her. She could feel the chill go through her body. Without any encouragement two little bumps formed in her t shirt over her breasts. Shannon took a step forward. The water rose quickly from her ankles to her knees. She hesitated as she took another step. Peter yelled " It is much less painful if you just jump in." Her next step brought the water to just above the hem of her shorts. Her light tan shorts turned a darker brown as they adsorbed the cold water. The rise on her t shirt had increased in size. Peter continued to watch and laugh. " Just jump in" he said again.
Shannon took a deep breath and jumped. The water sucked whatever heat from the day was in her body. She came to the surface just a few feet from Peter. He was still laughing at her.
Shannon could not resist splashing him. They played like kids for a little while. In that time the water did not feel as cold. Shannon jumped on Peter's back pushing him under the water. He came up with a look of payback time. Shannon tried to swim away but he caught her by the ankle. He pulled her back to him with little effort. His hands went around her hips and lifted her out of the water. He pulled her down and then quickly pulled her back up again throwing her into the air. Her whole body came out of the water and then hit the surface sinking her into the deep pool.

After playing and talking for a while Shannon swam over to the waterfall. Peter did not follow all the way. He found a spot were he could stand and started to rinse the water over himself. She found a spot by the falls were she could walk. She walked into the falls letting the water cascade down over her. Her shirt and shorts clug tightly to her body. She raised her arms and ran her hands through her hair. She looked over to Peter. He was still washing the day off himself. His shirt molded around his well formed body. His shorts highligting a well formed butt. She wondered what it would be like to be held in his arms. Not a friendship hug but....her thoughts were interrupted when she saw him looking her way. Shannon let her eyes drift to her surroundings again. She continued to enjoy the natural shower. Her eyes looking Peter's way over and over again. They both reacted the same way. He would act like he was looking at someting else when she looked over and when he looked back she diverted her eyes.

Shannon swam back over to Peter and they both swam back to gather their belongings. Shannon walked onshore first. Turning to face Peter as he came out of the water. His tanned legs and arms glistened. " If we did not go anywhere from here I would be happy" Shannon said. "This is such a perfect place." " Thank you Peter." Shannon walked to him. Stood in front of him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Even if it was a quick peck she felt someting different.

As Peter sat and put his boots back on Shannon turned her back to him. She pulled her wet t shirt over her head with a struggle. Then she slipped her other shirt back on. She did up the middle buttons tying the bottom around her stomach. She slipped her boots back on. Turning to Peter she asked " What are we doing for dinner tonight? I am starving."

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter

The swim had been fantastic, Shannon was great company and when he had finally convinced her to jump in he could see she loved it.

The isolated pool was just perfect for the two of them and they had great fun playing like kids. Teasing each other, dunking Shannon under the water and generally mucking around was a great way to end the day. Peter also thought it was a wonderful way to feel Shannons firm body and to be near her, to actually touch her legitimately.

He nearly blew a fuse when she swam to the waterfall and stood under it washing her hair in the pure water. Her wet T shirt hugged her body, emphasising her firm breasts and he could see her nipples were hard from the cold water. She was like a goddess standing there as the cold water ran over her supple body. He could not resist staring at her as she was almost a perfect picture of happiness and he longed to join her. When she occasionally turned her back to him he would gasp at the sight of her finely sculptured ass as her shorts clung to her.

Unfortunately Shannon seemed to catch him staring at her as she washed and he was embarrassed to think she knew he was taking in the glorious sight of her.

Too soon they were finished and when they returned to dry off, Shannon removed her T and put on her other shirt, tying it in such a way he could see her flat brown tummy and her perfect breasts straining on a couple of buttons.

Dinner? she asked. "Lets go" he replied "I have a surprise for you"

When they arrived back at their tent Peter wandered over to the nearby river and came back with something behind his back. It was a bag of white wine he had been chilling in the river. He told Shannon that he did not usually carry wine because of the weight but thought it would be great to have a couple of glasses together on their first night out...to sooth their sore muscles.

"Dinner is some fresh smoked salmon and salad followed by chocolate" he told her after they had enjoyed their first taste of the wine . "I hope you like it"

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Peter lead the way again as they made their way back to the campsite. Shannon did not miss the way he looked at her when he turned back to talk. She felt very comfortable with the way she was dressed in front of him. In fact she enjoyed his glances. She just hoped it did not make him feel uncomfortable.She wanted him to look at her as more then a friend.

As they walked Shannon let her imagination go. She thought back at they way Peter looked at her while she showered under the waterfall. She knew her t shirt did not hide very much. Then she thought about his hands around her hips. Instead of him tossing her into the water she saw him hug her tight. Their wet bodies pressed together. His lips pressing against hers......

Peter snapped Shannon back to reality " I have a surprise for you" he said. He walked over to the rivers edge. As he did Shannon hung her wet t shirt to dry. When she turned back Peter was right there "Surprise !!" he said. Holding a bottle of white wine out. " Something to sooth our sore muscles." Shannon was surprised. " Very nice touch Peter" she said. " If I drink that much wine I won't have sore muscles I will be to gone to notice."

Shannon watched as Peter opened the wine. Handed her a glass, well a plastic cup anyway, and poured the wine for each of them. They each took a sip. Shannon felt the warmth of the wine go through her. " Ummmm very nice....thanks Peter. " Peter informed her what was for dinner and she could hardly wait. She knew in a couple of days it would be canned and dried food.

Shannon placed a couple of logs on the fire while Peter got the cooking untensils. While the salmon simmered they had the salad and began to work on their second glass of wine. The sun was setting quickly as they sat and ate the salmon. They talked about the days adventure. They teased each other about certain events and shared their laughter. By the time they finished eating the sun was gone. There was some dim light from a half moon in the horizon. Mostly their light was from the campfire. It shimmered off the river. It gave a golden glow to Peter's face.

Peter poured the last of the wine for each of them. Shannon had a bit of a buzz going. Not drunk but she could feel it. It was more evident when they stood and walked to the river to clean the utensils. Peter laughed at her. He gave her a little push. She stumbled some in the water almost falling. " That wasn't very nice" she said laughing. She cupped her hand filling it with water and threw it at Peter. In no time they both stood in knee deep freezing water splashing each other. Peter's clothing again clung to him. Shannon's hair was plastered to the side of her face dripping wet. The water ran down her skin, bared by her shirt. It flowed over and between her breasts and adsorbed by the cloth. She could feel the hardness of her nipples from the cold water. Her shorts molded around her ass and tucked between her cheeks. She liked the way Peter looked. His wet clothing accented his body.

Totally soaked again, Peter took Shannon by the hand and they both ran to the campfire laughing. Peter sat in front of the fire and Shannon sat next to him. He handed her wine back to her and they both tried to warm up. He reached and found the chocolate. He placed a small piece on her lips. Shannon formed her lips around it and let her tongue slowly take it into her mouth. " Ummmm.....this is a perfect ending to a perfect day" she said.

Peter moved to the otherside of the fire so he could face the river. Shannon also moved. This time she sat in front of him, between his legs. Their thighs brushing together. Shannon leaned her back against him letting her head rest on his shoulder. Peter fed her a couple of more pieces of chocolate. They sat in silence. The only sounds came from the river and the night wildlife. Shannon shivered a bit. Peter placed his hands on her arms slowly moving them up and down. Shannon felt a tingle go through her body. She closed her eyes. Her imagination took over again. She saw and felt his hands slipping off her shoulders. His fingers slipping under her shirt until he found her nipples.
Shannon almost dozed off.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:
Dinner had been great, the fish had cooked perfectly and the wine had tasted delicious.

Shannon had saturated him down by the river when they were washing their utensils. God this girl is fun, he though as they walked back to the fire. She looked an absolute treat in her wet clothes.

Her breasts had looked so delicious when she was splashing him with water, and her nipples reacted to the cold in such a way to tempt him to almost stare at her chest. Blast it, he thought, I've gotta keep my eyes off Shannon or she'll thing I all I am interested in is her chest.

And as for when they walked back to the tent, following her on the track, the wetness of her shorts clinging seductively to her perfect ass had his groin stirring. The shorts had moulded perfectly between her cheeks and it was almost as if her ass was begging to be touched.

Drinking the last of their wine, looking across at the river was perfect. Peter had broken out the chocolate and in a fit of bravado had fed Shannon a piece. To his pleasant surprise she had made a game of it and taken the chocolate with her tongue and suggestively swallowed it.

"This is perfect",he said to Shannon as they sat by the fire "A beautiful place with a beautiful companion, what more could I ask for?"

Shannon had moved position and was sitting with her back to him, between his legs , looking at the fire. They were both a bit drowsy from the long day and the glasses of wine they had drunk that evening. Peter felt perfectly happy with the world and had his arms around Shannon, just gently touching her bare arms as they sat in silence, watching their tiny part of the world close into darkness. The place was so quiet and with a clear sky they could see a blanket of stars looking down at them in this isolated place.

Peter was so taken from his real self, and so relaxed, so content, with Shannon he did not resist the need to touch her more and allowed his hands to travel down her arms and across her flat tummy. Delighting in the sensation of touching her bare skin he slowly lifted her shirt and reached for her breasts, just gently exploring the underside of one, then the other. They felt perfect, full, firm and luscious. She had removed her bra earlier, he thought, and her perfect breasts were free for him to touch, hoping she was enjoying this intimacy they were sharing. An intimacy they had never explored before.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon thought about what Peter said."A beautiful place with a beautiful companion, what more could I ask for?"

Did he have other feelings for me she thought. Why don't we ever talk about it? She just let it go as friendship.

Her eyes closed. Totally relaxed. Peter running his hands up and down her bare arms. Her imagination taking over. So relaxed, her thoghts drift on to almost a dream state. The crackling of the fire. The sound of the river.

She saw and felt Peter's hand drift from her arms to her stomach. Gently caressing it. His fingers tracing along the waistband of her still wet shorts. Then moving up her stomach to where her shirt was tied. She felt her body respond. Peter's fingers slipped under her shirt finding the underside of her breast. Cupping one then the other. She let out a moan, or did she. She squirmed against Peter. She could feel him responding also. His fingers now circling her erect nipple. " Peter you don't know how long and how much I wanted this" she said softly.

Shannon's eye's opened slowly. Not sure if she was dreaming. Her boby was reacting to the realness of it.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter

"Shannon", Peter whispered "Is this real or are we dreaming"?

"I hope it is real because sitting here with you makes me feel so good, so wonderful and just so alive" he continued , hoping he had not frightened her off. Then he thought of his dream state where he was touching her exquisite breasts and feeling her nipples slowly gain erectness as he circled them with his fingers.

I can't he dreaming , he thought, this sensation I am feeling is better than a dream and he noticed his groin had begun to stir, sending erotic messages to his brain.

"Shannon, if I'm not dreaming, would it be Ok if we kissed, just to check?"

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon eyes opened. Peter's hand was on her stomach just by her shirt.
She could feel the excitment running through her body. Her nipples erect and a warmth flowing from head to toe.

"Peter....did I say what I think I said about waiting so long or was I just thinking it?" The way she felt she was sure it was real.

Peter smiled down to her. With a little hesitation in his voice he said "I hope it is real because sitting here with you makes me feel so good, so wonderful and just so alive"

Shannon looked up into his eyes. Snuggling closer to him she could feel his body reaction was real. She said smiling and looking deep into his eyes " I feel the same way. There is no place else I want to be other than her in your arms."

Peter gave Shannon a hug. His smile matching hers. Their eyes still locked together. He lowered his face closer to her almost whispering he asked"Shannon, if I'm not dreaming, would it be Ok if we kissed?"

Shannon felt a surge of warmth flow through her body. Was her fantacy comming true. She lifted her face. " I have been waiting for this a long time Peter." She could feel his warm breath on her face as thier lips drew near. Their lips gently touched at first. Shannon felt the throb from between Peter's leg on her hip. Her own body reacted with a very warm moist feeling. Shannon turned her body more. Placing her hand behind Peter's head. Their lips pressing tighter together. Their soft kiss turned more passionate.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter

" I feel the same way. There is no place else I want to be other than here in your arms."

These words were like music to Peters ears, wonderful music, music that made him feel alive and alert. His Shannon, a girl he had known for years as a wonderful friend was saying it was OK, no not just Ok, great, to be in his arms!!

Peter had been slightly embarrased by his obvious erection pushing into Shannons back as they sat there, looking at the river and the setting sun. God, he had thought, it might be dark now and she sure can't see it, but how we are sitting she will surely be able to feel it.

When they turned and faced each other, holding each other in their arms they both looked deeply into each others eyes

"Shannon, if I'm not dreaming, would it be Ok if we kissed?" he had asked , and when she replied " I have been waiting for this a long time Peter." he knew there was to be no stopping this kiss, nothing to stop them from finally tasting each other, enjoying this perfect intimacy.

The first touch of their lips was tentative, just a taste to enjoy the closeness. He felt his hardness throb into her hip and did not care. Her closeness was intoxicating and he wanted her to feel all of him.

He hoped she was enjoying this moment and that her sexual excitement was rising like his, he hoped that she was becoming aroused, ready for what even might happenlater.

Their kiss became more passionate as they savoured the moment and explored each others lips and faces. They were almost bruising in their intensity as they kissed and held each other. Peter explored Shannons perfect back under her shirt and delighted in the feel of her skin against his rough hands.

"Shannon" Peter felt he needed to talk ,to clarify things with her "Are you OK about this, please tell me to stop if you don't want to continue, I don't want to muck up our friendship....it's just I have noticed over the last day or so my feelings for you seem to be more than one of friendship, much more, in fact, "....he held her close and whispered in her ear..."I think I am falling in love with you"

 

[Don/Deb]

Peter's hand exploring up and down her back sent tremors through Shannon's body. Their kiss continued as the tips of their tongues met. Shannon could feel all the sexual tension, in her for Peter, draining away. Those times she pleased herself while fantacising it was him. It was now becoming a reality.

Peter pulled his lips from her to ask "Shannon"....looking deep into her eyes. "Are you OK about this, please tell me to stop if you don't want to continue, I don't want to muck up our friendship....it's just I have noticed over the last day or so my feelings for you seem to be more than one of friendship, much more, in fact, "....he held her close and whispered in her ear..."I think I am falling in love with you"

Shannon felt a rush go through her. The warmth that filled her even made her damp clothing no longer cool on her skin. She turned more to face Peter. " I have felt this way for a long time Peter" she whispered. " I have loved you for a while. I was not sure if you had the same feelings for me. I was nervous about our friendship but.....lovers come from friendship."

Shannon moved her lips to Peter's again. Her tongue tasting his lips. Holding him tighter she slipped her tongue deep into his warm sweet mouth. She let out a moan of pleasure and anticipation. She felt his hardness throb through his shorts. His hands massaging her back. Her shirt rising up more. Her nipples growing very hard, erect and aching. Her hands exploring all of his upper body. Her shorts growing warm between her legs absorbing the flood of juice released by her body. She rocked her body agianst him, massaging his now full erection. Shannon slipped her hands under Peter's shirt. Lifting it up over his head. Interrupting their kiss for only a few seconds. Her hands rubbing his warm skin. Letting her hand move along his hips to between his legs. She let a long Ummmmmmm out.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:
" I have felt this way for a long time Peter" she whispered. " I have loved you for a while. I was not sure if you had the same feelings for me. I was nervous about our friendship but.....lovers come from friendship."

Peter's heart almost stopped when he heard Shannon whisper these words. His life was about to take a great change and he was so excited, mentally that he knew he had found his solemate and physically because kissing and touching Shannon was out of this world.

Their kisses were so perfect, so sweet and enticing. He just loved Shannon's feel, her taste and her heat.
Sitting there by the fire, in the dark enjoying each other was his idea of heaven. When her hands travelled up his leg to his hardness and he heard her exclaim Ummmmmm, he knew he just had to feel more of her, he had to taste all of her immediately.

Peter whispered in Shannons ear as he covered her face with kisses,"Darling, I need you, I need you so much, shall we jump into the tent, I want to hold you naked against me an feel all of you"?

 

[Don/Deb]

Peter placed his hands on her face. Kissing her face softly everywhere. In between kisses he whispered ,"Darling, I need you, I need you so much, shall we jump into the tent, I want to hold you naked against me an feel all of you"?

Shannon let her hand continue to explore. Moving lightly on Peter's shorts. Her fingertips moving to his bare stomach then to the button on his shorts. Her other hand caressing his face. Peter continued to kiss her lightly. " I need you to Peter. I love you so much. I want to feel you close to me. I want you to touch me all over as I touch you. I want to feel you inside me. I want what I have dreamed of so often."

The floodgates of her desires were open. She could hardly contain herself. Shannon leaned her body more against Peter's. He fell slowly to his back with Shannon lying on top of him. She could feel the intensity of his throbbing grow. It was her turn to kiss him. " The tent, right here, anywhere you want Peter. I am yours. I just want to be with you. I am so ready for you."

They shared another passionate kiss. Peter rolled his body holding Shannon close until he was on top. Still kissing her Peter lifted his upper body off her.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:
The feel of her hands as she touched me through his shorts was exquisite, beautiful Shannon was a delight to hold and kiss. She was so nice, so tasty Peter just immersed himself in the enjoyment of their intimacy.

Here words of love and passion drove his desires to an even higher level. To hear her speak the words
" I need you to Peter. I love you so much. I want to feel you close to me. I want you to touch me all over as I touch you. I want to feel you inside me. I want what I have dreamed of so often." made him so happy.

As they fell to the ground and the slight body of Shannon was on him, holding and kissing him, he felt indestructable. She was a perfect fit and Peter enjoyed the sensation of her against him, his hardness pressing into her warm body.

Rolling her over onto her back he continued to kiss and hold her , enjoying every highlighted sensation he was feeling.

"Shannon" he whispered , looking down at her "Lets stand and then may I remove your clothes, I want to feel your naked body against mine so much" With that he gently helped her up and they embraced again, he, grinding his hardness into her, her responding the same way, pushing her heat at him.

The moon was just rising as they stood there enjoying each other. Peter reached forward and gently undid the knot in her shirt, found the buttons and slowly undid them, one by one. Stopping every now and then to kiss Shannon gently as she stood there in the soft moonlight. He could not wait to remove her shirt and feast his eyes on her breasts. He was sure they would be perfect.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Peter lifted himself off Shannon standing over her. She smiled at him as he gazed down at her. She enjoyed looking at him. His tan chest and legs. The light from the fire giving him a golden glow. His shorts still damp molding around his erection.

Peter reached down taking her by the hand and helping her up to her feet. Shannon embraced Peter and kissed him lightly on his lips. She lightly sucked on his lower lip. Peter took a small step back seperating them. He just stared at her for a short while. He reached his hands out and placed them on her hips. He moved them up over her bare waist and stomach until he reached the knot she tied in her shirt. He pulled the knot open. Shannon felt another warm surge inside her. Peter moved his hands to her shoulders. Sliding them down her chest to the little bit of cleavage exsposed. He undid the first button. Her shirt opened a little more showing the rise of the top of her breasts. The next button opened and he slid his fingers over her firm round breasts. Sliding her shirt off her nipples. Normaly they are small but now they were thick, firm and very very erect. Peter let her shirt slid down her and it feel to her feet. Shannon stood in front of him like this for the first time. She felt the need for him to touch her. Peter cupped each breast and then kissed them. Shannon let a low moan out. His fingers circled around her nipples , then he kissed them and gently sucked them between his lips. They both let out sounds of pleasure. Shannon could not stop herself. She placed her hands behind Peter's head and pulled him tighter to her. She let her head fall back, arching her back some . Peter sucked her nipple deeper into his mouth. She whispered " Ohhhh that feels so good. I am so wet and ready for you."

Peter released her breast. Their arms went around each other in a tight hug. Shannon loved the feeling of her breasts pressed aginst his bare chest. Their lips came together again in a passionate kiss. Peter moved his hands down her back to her ass pulling her even tighter against him. Thier bodies grinding together. His hands moving along the curves of her ass . Peter let one hand slip between them. It drifted between her legs and he let it move up slowly until he reached the button on her shorts. Shannon squirmed in his arms. She could feel her knees become weak. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him.Her hand moving to the button on his shorts.

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:
Her breasts were perfect as he slowly exposed them and removed her shirt. Shannon had the sweetest nipples he had ever seen and as he gently sucked and explored them , their firmness drove him wild.

When he had first removed her shirt and she stood before him in the moonlight she had tooked like a vision, a vision of perfection. Her short hair, looking wild, her perfect breasts and their hard nipples and her flat tummy all drove him wild with passion for her.

Touching and exploring her breasts took Peters breath away, Shannon seemed to be enjoying this so much he was over the moon. Over the moon that this beautiful girl who had been his friend for so long was now becoming his lover.

When Shannon whispered
" Ohhhh that feels so good. I am so wet and ready for you."
his already rigid cock got harder and as they held each other , passionately kissing they almost drove their heated groins to distraction as they enjoyed the sensation of their engorged sex organs rubbing together.
The feel of her taunt ass as they held each other almost made him cum on the spot. It was so nice and firm, a perfect shape and just fitted perfectly into his hands....heaven he thought.

Reaching for her shorts button made Peter a bit nervous but the thought of exploring Shannons secret place took over easily. He gently kissed her more and more as he popped the button and unwrapped her shorts from her hips, slowly lowering them, delighting in the sight of her.

 

[Don/Deb]

Shannon

Shannon released the button and zipper of Peter's shorts. He had done the same on her's. She slid both her hands inside the front of his shorts. She pulled on them so they slid past his traped erection. Slowly pushing down on them. Over his hips and ass. They fell to his ankles. What Shannon had only felt through his shorts jumped out to her. The tip already damp from his precum. " You are as ready as I am" she whispered.
Peter had moved his hands inside the back of her shorts. No cloth this time between his warm hands and the skin of her ass. Every nerve ending in her reacted 10 times normal. She tighten her ass at his touch. He slid her shorts over her hips letting them fall free. Peter smiled as he took her naked body in.
Shannon pressed herself against Peter's body. Moving her lips to his. Letting her tongue roam the warmth of his mouth. His straight tall erection pressed between them. One hand caressing his ass. Her other hand finding the very tip of his shaft. She liked his reaction when her hand circled around him and slid up and down his throbbing shaft.
Peter's hand had moved from her ass to her thigh. Slowly moving up her inner thigh. Then he placed his full hand over her. Moving slowly. Rubbing her smooth wet lips. Letting his finger tease her sensitive clit. Shannon swayed her body against his letting out another moan. She knew she could not wait much longer. She wanted him inside her.
Shannon broke their kiss. Looking into his eyes. " Peter....lets go inside the tent. I want you so bad. I want you to fall asleep inside me."

She took his hand and lead him inside the tent. Peter had an air matress set up with two sleeping bags. Shannon went in first. As Peter followed her she turned to him. Hugging him tight. Thier lips pressed together again. Her hands touching every inch of his body that she could reach. They drifted to the matress and fell to their knees. Shannon held Peter tight as she fell to her back. He laid on top of her. His tongue now in her mouth. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Her legs spread so he could lie between them. For the first time she felt his tip slide along her lips. She felt the warmth of her jucie fill her and dampen her thighs. She arched her hips up some and let out a much louder longer moan..." Ohhhhh Peter....."

 

[frank_long_horn]

Peter:
..." Ohhhhh Peter....." to hear that sound as they lay in the tent drove even more blood into his already engorged cock.

Their lovemaking outside the tent had been perfect, the feel of Shannons hand on his ass and then his cock had been sublime, perfect in every way. When he had caressed her firm ass he had thought he had gone to heaven but when he was able to cover her whole womanhood with his hand , stimulating her moist pussy lips and hard clit, he knew he was in heaven.

Just watching her climb into the tent had been a turn on as he caught a peek of her perfect ass and pussy from behind in the moonlight. Eagerly following her , embracing and then laying over her was perfect. The tip of his raging cock was just nuzzling her moist opening and the feeling was one of delight and anticipation. He breasts were squashed to his chest and her started to kiss her perfect lips and face, lifting himself to his elbows to allow access to her engorged nipples.

Kissing, exploring as their hips began to move in time with each other and their heated organs began to join, slowly, small bits at a time, her pussy gradually stretched over his inflammed cock head. They smiled at each other and embraced again as they felt their organs join, enhancing their love for each other.

Peter whispered to Shannon,"If I were to die now, I would die not wanting anything else in my life" and he slowly, but forcefully, slid his cock into her dripping pussy until he could go no further, meeting her needy thrust with joy.