[wilhelm]

About 12 years ago, my wife and I lived within a 40 minute drive of a large mountain park/wilderness area. We would go hiking up the trails in good weather. On one warm spring day we decided to go out and do the fork that went east. At the top of this particular trail, there was a small side path that went around a large rock. Behind the rock was a bench for looking out over miles of trees and then desert towards Flagstaff.

Every time we went hiking, I got seriously horny. Something about my wife in a thin ribbed white tank, tan shorts and hiking boots just made me want to pound her. She'd been putting up with me for years and never gave in. This day was different. Every now and then she gets in the mood to be naughty and this trip was one of those times.

We got to the top and could tell the place was empty. We also were able to tell if anyone was coming up. I put my arms around her from behind and started rubbing her breast through her shirt. Her nipples thickened and she didn't stop me, so I slid my hand into her wastband of her khaki hiking shorts and began fingering her slit. She was aroused and her curls were wet with her juices. She was sweating in the Spring heat. She started rubbing her ass crack on my rock hard cock.

"Okay. Be quick", she told me. I needed nothing further and guickly undid her waist band and pushed her shorts and panties down. I pulled my shorts down and my cock was painfully purple at this point. I did stop to take in the view of her, bent over the bench with her bush and pussy peaking through.

I found the right angle (she's shorter than me) after a moment of fumbling and pushed in. She was tight and she was wet. I was pretty excited and the slight breeze was stimulating my own balls and asshole on top of what my wife was doing to me. I had managed to unhook her white sports bra and had my right had mashing her right breast. Because of the angle of her hips, she was pretty tight and with all the stimulation I exploded. She laughed, checked the creampie dripping out, and we tried to cleanup with some wipes in her backpack.

The whole thing was a quick one off, but it's a treasured memory for me.