Not Too Tall to Love

by Berengaria Brown

  Corey rolled on a condom and Derek kneeled by her head, his cock huge and red, the long vein throbbing. Andy grabbed his hips and pulled him closer, then flicked the head of his cock with her tongue.

  “Hmm. I think this is going to be more like dessert than the main course,” she said, running her tongue under the ridge and then sucking the head into her mouth.

  Corey lifted her long legs up and rested them on his shoulders, then slid his cock into her cunt.

  “So hot. So tight,” he whispered as he pushed in, right to the hilt.

  Andy twisted her hips, encouraging him to move within her. Already desire was mounting again inside her and she was more than ready for a pounding cock deep in her cunt.

  Corey got the hint and began a slow move of pulling out until only the head of his cock remained inside her, then sliding in again to the balls. Then out, then in. He held her hips tightly and pushed hard, giving her the friction she needed so badly.

  Meanwhile her hands were on Derek’s hips, holding him so his cock was mimicking those movements, in and out of her mouth, her tongue stroking up the sides, then licking over the head, then twirling under the ridge.

  As Corey began to speed up inside her she relaxed her throat and slid Derek right in as far as she could take him, then sucked hard, causing him to moan at the heat and grip of her mouth.

  He had one hand on her shoulder for balance, the other he trailed up and down her side, over her breasts, until his fingers rested on her nipples and he pulled and twisted one then the other in time with the movements of his cock.

  Corey twisted his hips, dragging his cock over her inner walls, cranking the tension in her belly up so that Andy’s brain started to scramble with the need to come. She stopped playing with Derek’s cock and sucked him in earnest. His fingers tweaked her nipples, pinching the hard little points as he moaned so she guessed he was close to coming himself.

  “Now!” said Corey, taking one hand off Andy’s hip to squeeze her clit as he thrust hard and deep inside her. Derek pinched her nipple and Andy sucked his cock right to the back of her throat.

  With matching shouts Derek and Corey both came, thrusting Andy over the edge into orgasm with them. Derek’s hot cum spurted down her throat as Corey’s hot semen blasted into the condom in her cunt. Her inner walls grabbed and milked him as she sucked the last of Derek’s seed from him.

  Then the three collapsed into a pile of sweaty limbs on the sleeping bag. Corey and Derek pressed gentle kisses onto her mouth and breasts as their hands ran up and down her belly, soothing her down from the climax.

  She wrapped an arm around each of their shoulders, too exhausted to speak but wanting them to understand her pleasure.

  Gently they rolled her onto her side, and with a hot hard male pressing into her front and back, Andy slept.

  Chapter Three

  Andy woke early to the greenish-blue light filtering through the walls of the tent. A hot hard male body pressing into her from each side reminded her of the night before. It had been better than her wildest dreams. I hardly even dared dream of fucking one of them and I’ve had both of them. There were still two more nights on this hike and she intended to make the most of them. Meanwhile, there were two perfectly delightful morning woods going to waste.

  Andy sat up slowly and carefully, not wanting to wake the men just yet, then feasted her eyes on the two cocks.

  Derek’s skin was darkly tanned apart from a privacy strip around his genitals, and his cock was long and hard and dark. His shoulders were very broad, his arms and thighs rippling with corded muscles. His chest was a hard wall of toned strength.

  Corey’s skin, like his hair, was much lighter in color and his cock had the slightest curve at the tip, a curve he’d used to great purpose last night in thrusting her into climax. He too was firmly-muscled all over, his lighter skin showing deep blue veins through the skin.

  Hmm…two cocks just for me. What should I do with them? Stroke them? Fondle the balls? I haven’t sucked Corey yet. I wonder what he tastes like. Maybe I should do all of the above?

  Standing carefully, then turning around and sitting down between the men again, Andy, now facing them, gripped a cock firmly in each hand and squeezed her way from root to head, then slid her hands back to the roots again. The second time up the shafts she gave a slight twist to the hand movement. Then she bent forward to suck Corey’s cock into her mouth, while her hand gently cupped Derek’s balls.

  That was as far as she got before the men, now wide awake, grabbed an arm each and flung her flat on her back.

  “Holy shit! That’s the kind of alarm clock I could get used to,” said Corey.

  “Oh, yeah.”

  “Wanna play, do you? Well, I’ve a better game in mind. Hold both her wrists.” Derek jumped up and scrabbled in his pack for condoms, lube and a clean t-shirt.

  The t-shirt was used a blindfold and the men took turns touching her with feather-soft fingers and asking her to guess who it was. But she very quickly recognized each man’s touch so they started using blades of grass and leaves to touch her gently all over her skin, raising sensitive goose bumps of anticipation everywhere they touched.

  Soon she was writhing and moaning, cream flooding from her pussy as she begged, “Please! No more. I need you inside me. Hold me, and fuck me.”

  “My turn for her cunt,” said Derek hoarsely.

  “That means I get to fuck your ass,” added Corey, slapping the ass in question just hard enough to make a pink mark.

  As soon as her wrists were let go Andy pulled off the t-shirt blindfold and watched as her men rolled condoms on cocks that were already damp with anticipation.

  Derek kneeled over her and thrust deep and hard inside her, sinking to the hilt in one stroke. Her cunt gripped him, welcoming his hot hard length and girth. Then he leaned right forward, his weight on his forearms, as Corey squeezed lube into his ass, thrust two fingers deep inside the hot dark channel, and scissored them around to soften and stretch Derek’s rectum. Since the men were regular partners it didn’t take long to ready him and soon Corey’s cock was pushing past the outer ring of muscles into that welcoming heat.

  Corey was on his knees behind Derek, so Derek was able to rise up off Andy enough to thrust in and out of her gripping pussy.

  The men set up a steady rhythm of thrusting in and out in tandem, Derek and Corey moving as one.

  To Andy it was the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced, the pounding of two big men thrusting simultaneously and the moans of both of them as their climaxes neared. She wrapped one arm around Derek’s shoulder and was just able to rest the other hand on Corey’s hip. Her palms felt the tensing and flexing of the men’s muscles, heightening the sexual tension for her.

  All too soon she felt Derek start to come. Frantically he pumped into her, leaning down to kiss her, his tongue mimicking his cock’s actions. One of his hands grasped her breast, tweaking the nipple as he groaned deep inside and blasted his cum into the condom. Corey pumped harder and faster into Derek’s ass, then gasped as he, too, began to come. The looks on both men’s faces pushed Andy the last inch off the precipice and she, too, exploded into an earth-shakingly pleasurable release.

  * * * *

  The water in the creek was cold and shallow but the three of them made do with it for a brisk wash before breakfast, not wanting to waste the time to heat washing water as well as water for cooking. With having to carry all their equipment for three days, none of them had bothered to bring a big pot and heating three small pots would have taken quite a while and not produced much hot water anyway.

  Breakfast was over quickly, then they were heading up the mountain.

  The trail wasn’t particularly well-marked. In fact it seemed very much as though different hikers had used different routes. Since their sole aim was to get to the top, there was no real likelihood of getting lost. It was more choosing the most accessible track to avoid having to turn around and go back at any stage.

  W
ith some good-natured squabbling about the best route, they made it to the ridge after four hours of steady hiking. Andy made sure to remind them that none of her choices of path had resulted in having to backtrack—whereas both Corey and Derek had been wrong on more than one occasion.

  Laughing and joking they rested on rocks on the top of the ridge and admired the incredible view.

  Andy pointed. “If you look really carefully you can see the stones from our camp fire.”

  “And look over here,” said Derek. “What an awesome view. It was worth climbing up here just to see that!”

  “And that’s where we’re going. That’s Little River,” explained Corey.

  “Oh look! A waterfall. That’ll be the Little River Falls. We have to go there this afternoon too,” added Andy. “It’s a bit early, but let’s eat now. We should make good time on the ridge and I’m ready for a rest after climbing up here.”

  “Sounds like a plan,” said Corey, coming over to perch on a rock near her and shrugging his backpack off to pull out his lunch.

  “I really enjoyed walking through the ravine with those enormously tall trees. But up here you can see forever. And that’s pretty awesome too.” Derek walked across the grass to join them as he spoke.

  * * * *

  The track wound along the top of the mountain, sometimes wide enough for all three to walk abreast, sometimes only wide enough for one hiker. Although there were some trees, there were also many times when they had a three-hundred-sixty degree view around them, of hills and valleys and trees. And always well ahead of them was Little River.

  After a while Andy realized that even though they were on the ridge of the mountain they were still climbing. The track wound single-file through more trees, then they stepped out onto a plateau. Valley after valley stretched out before them as far as the eye could see.

  As they silently stood and drank in all the colors of the cliffs, the trees, and the valley floor way below them Andy whispered, “Listen. You can hear the Little River Falls. And birds.”

  They looked all around but couldn’t see any birds or the waterfall.

  Andy sat on a nearby rock and got out her map.

  “I reckon it’s over there,” she said, pointing.

  “No—that’s too far west. Maybe more there,” argued Derek, waving an arm.

  “No, look. That can only be the gap between those hills. It has to be there.”

  “Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. We’ll be able to see the track when we get down again.”

  “Oh, God. Down,” whined Corey. “My legs have only just recovered from up.”

  Laughing once again they drank some water from their bottles, then attacked the downward slope of the mountain.

  * * * *

  Going down was just as difficult as the ascent had been. Again the path wasn’t clearly marked but at least this time it was easier to see in advance the best way to follow and from time to time they diverged and went by their own routes, meeting up a little farther down. Once they reached the tree line, however, they decided to stay together, although this led to some heated discussion about the best track.

  Finally they came to where the paths diverged and Andy turned right to go to the Little River Falls.

  Derek called out to her. “Hey, Andy, over here. The camp site’s to the left.”

  “Yeah, I know, but the falls are this way. We’re going to the falls first.”

  “It’s too late for the falls. It’ll be dark in a couple of hours and we need to have the tent set up before dark.”

  “There’s plenty of time. This is a standard day’s walk. We started off in good time this morning and we haven’t wasted time during the day. We can easily see the falls first.”

  “Howard said we had to stay together. He said I’m the most experienced hiker among us and he gave me the emergency beacon. That makes me the team leader and I say there’s not enough time. We’re going straight to the camp site. Now come on,” ordered Derek.

  “No,” replied Andy flatly.

  Derek looked into her obstinate face and knew he had a problem. She looked so adamant and he just didn’t understand why. She’d heard Howard’s instructions. She knew the dangers of being alone up here. So why was she refusing to come along?

  “There’ll be other waterfalls tomorrow. As we come down Haggity’s Mountain tomorrow afternoon, there are a couple of waterfalls there and a river we can swim in.”

  Andy appeared unimpressed. “You don’t have to come with me––the track’s marked. You go ahead, set up the tent and start the fire. I’ll take the beacon if that makes you feel better. But I want to see the Little River Falls. All the guidebooks say it’s far and away the most spectacular thing on this walk. It’s one of the reasons why I wanted to come here.”

  “No! You can’t do that. You’re under my care. I’ve been put in charge and we’re going on to the camp site. There’s not enough time to go to the waterfall and get to the camp site properly before dark. Now come on and stop arguing.”

  “No!”

  Andy swung on her heels and headed at a brisk pace toward the right-hand path. In seconds she’d turned onto it and was out of sight.

  “What the hell?” Corey stared at Derek.

  “Dammit! Doesn’t that woman understand she could go off the track in the dark? Get hurt—injured—fall and break a leg. What the bloody hell does she think she’s doing?”

  “You don’t think you may be over-reacting a little? There’s more than two hours of daylight left and we can set up the tent in the dusk. We’ve done that heaps of times before.”

  “Over-reacting? Of course I’m not. She’s being willfully stupid.” Derek stomped along the track and went to push past Corey, but Corey held out his arms.

  “Listen to yourself, buddy. You sound like a screaming shrew. Get a grip on yourself. What are you thinking?”

  Derek took a deep breath and realized he’d been shouting. Lucky there wasn’t anyone around to hear him. And of course Corey was right. In fact, Andy had said it herself. The day’s walk was meant to include the side trip to the waterfall. That was planned in the time allowance. Nowhere had the map said they needed to start extra early to fit everything in. Howard hadn’t said anything like that to them. They’d made good time. They were all experienced walkers. Including Andy.

  “Shit, man, I don’t know what came over me. Let’s just follow her and I’ll apologize after we catch her up—okay?”

  The men headed down the side track. Derek half-expected to find Andy waiting for them around the first bend in the path, but she was nowhere in sight.

  After about five minutes of steady walking Corey said, “Ya know what, Derek? I reckon you were so upset about her leaving us because you care for her. You’re falling for her. After one night together she’s gotten under your skin. And she’s under my skin too. I can’t wait to get her in our bed again tonight.”

  “Of course I’m not falling for her. She’s just a joint fuck. We’ve done this several times before and I’ve never fallen for any of them.” Even to himself he sounded weak. Could I be falling for her? She’s certainly fun to be around. And a mighty hot bedmate. He hadn’t come so hard from a blowjob ever before that he could recall.

  And the way she woke us up this morning. Hell, I nearly came in her hands. But is it possible to fall for someone in a day?

  “Besides, we’ve only known her for a day,” he told Corey.

  “Well, no—actually we’ve known her for a year. We’ve talked to her quite a bit, remember. She walks at a good pace with those lovely long legs. And she doesn’t hang off our arms whining like Sara and whatshername.”

  “Cathy. Yeah.” Derek thought of Andy’s hazel eyes and how she’d watched him come this morning. Of her wide-mouthed smile and her laughter as they had walked along the ridge. Of her sheer joy in the adventure they were sharing.

  And he realized he did care about her. Oh, maybe it was lust and not love, but hell yeah—he really didn’t want any
thing to happen to her.

  “Let’s catch her up,” he said and increased his pace.

  “Good plan,” said Corey, matching his speed.

  * * * *

  Andy had walked away from them at a fast pace. She’d been really looking forward to seeing these falls and she was smart enough to recognize that Derek’s response was out of all proportion to a minor disagreement. At first she thought it was a male testosterone, “Me Tarzan, you Jane” thing, but then she got to wondering if it was more than that.

  “Well, too bad. I was right about our directions every single time we disagreed on the way up and down Blue Ridge Mountain, and I’ll keep the pace as fast as I safely can to make sure I get back before dark,” she said aloud to herself.

  The track wasn’t steep. It was grading steadily downhill but was basically smooth dirt with few rocks, so it was easy to keep a fast pace without risk of breaking an ankle. Nonetheless, Andy kept a sharp eye on the track, aware that hiking alone wasn’t a smart decision in such an isolated area. Although she was pretty sure the guys would come looking for her—if not immediately, then tonight if she wasn’t back by dark.

  After about fifteen minutes’ steady hiking she could hear the splashing sounds of water and she became aware of birdcalls, too. She stopped for a moment to look up into the trees but couldn’t see any birds yet.

  How strange. We heard the falls and the birds up on the top of the ridge, but not again until now. That’s some weird acoustics.

  Stepping out briskly again she rounded a few more bends—and there were the falls—still probably a mile away, but they were framed like a perfect picture between the trees of the track.

  “Beautiful,” she breathed. “Worth every step of the journey.”

  Andy picked up her pace again and hiked on to the falls. The sound of the water became louder with every bend she negotiated and it took her a while to realize she could hear footsteps behind her on the track.