A Memory: One Hot Denali Night
A Memory: One Hot Denali Night
I was working as a security guard in Alaska at a place called
Denali National Park, with a property management company
during the summer months. In Alaska, the warmest time of
the year is May through September. Short as it is, it can
get fairly warm. Usually when people come to Alaska to work,
they try to bring their girlfriend or boyfriend with them.
Most though, come up as singles looking for someone to spend
the summer with.(Which was the case with me.) A month had
already gone by before I finally met the woman with which
I would spend my summer. And I didn’t even realize it until
later on that fateful day.
It was unusually hot that morning in June. The weatherman
is calling for temperatures in the mid to upper 80’s, so
I decide to wear my short sleeve, “polyester”, hot as hell
shirt, rather than my hotter than hell long sleeve one.
The cotton t-shirt and underwear did nothing for the heat
because of the polyester pants. My assignments for the
day included taking one of the people from an area that we
called “The Vault”, around to the different properties
to collect and distribute monies for the day. Since it was
Wednesday, I expected to be taking an older gentleman named
Rick, but as things have a tendency to do, things changed
on me at the last minute.
When the “Vault” people came out
of the building, it was the supervisor Kathy, and a new hire
wearing a cute sundress, by the name of Susan.
Susan is a heavy set, but not obese woman that stands 5’3”,
with shoulder length blonde hair, hazel eyes, exquisite
38DD breasts, and an ass that won’t quit, all set in alabaster
skin. Some have mistaken her sexuality by saying that she
looks a little “butch”, but that didn’t bother me in the
least. I politely said “hello” to Kathy, and inquired about
the lady with her. “This is Susan.” was her short reply.
I said hello to her as well, and introduced myself. Being
as much of a gentleman as I could, I opened the door for both
Kathy and Susan through most of the route, minor chit-chat
occupying most of our time. Susan made mention that she
had been here before, so I dispensed with the regular speech
about the park and it’s denizens. “I’m not worried about
the animals in the park.” said Susan. “Oh?” I said. “Then
which ones are you worried about?” With a cat got the mouse
grin she replied, “The ones that come out on payday.”
“That’s what David’s here for Susan.” said Kathy. “To make
sure that we stay safe.” “Hmmmm.” Susan said, as if to no
one else but her companion.
“I’ve always wanted my own “Whipping
Boy”.” “Careful, I might actually enjoy that. I haven’t
had any attention lately and talking like this might get
me excited.” was my final retort. The rest of the trip was
spent with Kathy going on about what has changed since the
last time Susan was here. Our last stop brought to a close
the “Morning Run” and back at the building the held “The
Vault”. I escort the ladies inside, and bid that they have
a good day. I then went back to my regular morning routine
of safety checks, unlocking rooms of employees who forgot
their keys, filling out and following up on last nights
reports.
Lunchtime couldn’t have come soon enough for me, because
I had skipped breakfast that morning. I got my tray and the
days lunch “special” and sat down at the nearest table I
could find. A few minutes later, Susan and Kathy walk into
the dining hall. Kathy is saying something about one of
the waitresses at another property that I patrol. I ask
them if they would like to join me. Kathy politely said no,
and Susan (thankfully) said, “Why not. You didn’t bite
me this morning, so I don’t see any problem now.” When she
made it back to my table, I had almost finished my lunch.
I apologized for this, and informed her that I only have
a limited time before I usually get interrupted.
She laughed
and said that she understood. We talked for a bit longer,
then just like clockwork, I got a call on the radio from human
resources about a fired employee raising a ruckus. I quickly
said my good byes, and went to see what was the matter.
The workday for me ends by 3pm. But Susan works until 5:30.
I meet her again as I fill my cup with soda in the dining hall.
“Hello again.” I say as cheerfully as I could. (The fired
employee had taken awhile to convince to leave.) “You look
beat.” she said. “Yeah, it took more out of me mentally than
physically today. You got any aspirin?” she told me she
did, but that it’s in her purse back in the office. When she
returns, I ask for a few of the little white pills that would
soon take away the nasty headache that I am experiencing.
Susan asked if I will be alright. I said “Yes, in about 45
minutes.” She said that she had to get back to the office
and turned to go. I stopped her by asking, “How about a movie
tonight? I’ve got my own TV-VCR and movie collection.”
She paused for a moment then said, “Can you bring it to my
place? I’m in dorm 304.” I said “I could.” “It’s a date then.
I’ll bring the beer.” she said as she walked away.
That evening, after showering, I pick out a couple of movies
and carry them and my TV-VCR over to Susan’s dorm room.
Susan
is not there when I first arrive, so I decide to go to the dining
hall to pick up some microwave popcorn. As I approach her
room the second time, I notice that the curtains are drawn.
I knock tentatively and she answers with, “Just a moment,
I’m getting dressed.” and I wait until she opens the door.
Wearing a pair of snug blue jeans that excellently displays
her ass, plaid shirt with a t-shirt underneath that shows
off her DD’s, she looks pleasant as I asked, “Popcorn?”
“Sure. You can set things up on the desk there.” she says.
As I set up the unit, she talks about how her day went. I ask
her if it may be a little hot to be wearing two shirts. “A little.”
she said. And she decides to take off the plaid shirt.
When I finish setting up the TV, I ask if there is anything
else that we might need for the evening. “Nothing I can think
of.” she said. There isn’t that much in the way of furniture
in the too small rooms that we are given, so I opt for scooting
the chair over next to the bed so I don’t seem to forward.
About half way through the first movie, Susan tells me that
if I am uncomfortable, I can get on the bed with her. Not one
to turn down an offer to lay next to a beautiful woman, I accept.
As I adjust myself on the bed, I accidentally touch underneath
her arm-pit, and she lets out a shriek that should have brought
the security guard on duty running.
“Sorry, ” she said
“it’s just that I’m extremely ticklish there.” I take mental
note of that for later.
When I start the second movie, a romance, things get a little
bit cozier. I turn onto my left side and put my arm over her
waist, snuggling against her. She in turn put her arm around
me to pull me closer. I decided to make my move at this point
and hint at further events. On the screen before us, the
actors are in an extremely “hot” love scene. “God, I’d like
to be in his shoes right now!” I comment. “You could be if
you keep that up.” she said, commenting on my hand which
I had moved between her thighs and began to massage her there.
As I look up to make another comment, she kisses me in a way
that I will never forget. Passionate and long, we didn’t
break the kiss for a long time. When we did though, it was
just long enough for me to ask, “May I make you to breakfast
in the morning?” Her nod was all the assent that was needed.
I stand up first, then ask for her to stand. I take off her
glasses and kiss her while unbuttoning her jeans. I reach
behind her and put my hands inside her pants, grasping her
buttocks for a moment before sliding the jeans down her
healthy thighs. After helping her to step out of them, I
hug and kiss her again, pressing her as close to me as possible.
Reaching up I caress her face, and run my hands down her neck,
over her breasts, and her abundant hips. Taking a hold of
her shirt tail, I pull it over her head, exposing her DD’s.
I cup one as I hold her and kiss it gently all over, then take
the nipple into my mouth sucking and flicking it with my
tongue until it stands to attention. She moans aloud and
says, “It’s been so long since I’ve felt the touch of a man.
I almost forgot what it was like.” “You’ll never forget
the way I’m going to make you feel tonight.” I reply.
I then reach for the waistband of her panties and pull them
down. I kiss down along her stomach and just above her patch
of finely trimmed pussy hair. While on my knees, I notice
that she is already wet. I inhale her scent deeply, engraving
the sweet musky smell on my brain and bury my face between
her thighs. She places her hands behind my head and I grab
hold of her ass again and push my tongue into the folds of
her already moistened pussy. Her legs bent as she moans
in ecstasy, and falls to the bed. I kiss my way up her legs,
stopping to kiss on the inside of her thighs. She lets out
a shrill cry as I make contact with her clit once more, sucking
and flicking it with my tongue. It wasn’t until her fifth
or sixth orgasm that I let her rest for a moment. I look at
her from between her legs and say, “That’s only the beginning
of the passion that you will feel tonight.
” “I hope so.”
she replies.
I stand over her for a moment staring at the expression on
her face. A look like a child that has experienced their
first thrilling ride on a roller coaster. I get on the bed
and lay down next to her, her breathing returning to normal.
I caress all over her body, mapping out every contour with
my finger tips, and taking mental note of her reaction wherever
I touch. Getting over her now, I gently lay myself on her,
letting her adjust to my weight. Reaching down, I lift one
of her legs and I sit up on my knees. I reach down with my free
hand and run my finger along her slit, wetting it with her
abundant juices. She takes a sharp breath every time I make
contact with her sensitive love button. I smile at her,
and she smiles back as I place her leg on my shoulder to free
my other hand. I spread her pussy lips open with my thumb
and forefinger, and ask “Are you ready for this?”
I watch the reaction on her face as I insert first one finger
then another. The way she opens her mouth to breathe, the
look in her eyes, the color of her skin as it blushes, and
the movement of her hips as I move my fingers inside her.
With my first two fingers deep within her, I use my thumb
to massage her clit. I bend down and kiss her, and she says
“When are you going to make love to me?” In response to her
question I tell her, “ I thought I was.
” Then she returns
my kiss like it is the most precious thing that I have given
her yet. Her breathing becomes more rapid now, signaling
her impending orgasm. I move my fingers faster in response,
but I don’t want her to cum like this. I raise up and slow my
pace, removing my fingers from her tight orifice. She whimpers
at this, but I quiet her by placing my cock at the entrance
to her pussy and push forward. I work my way into her slowly,
enjoying the reaction from her and the tightness of her
inner self. It’s like putting on a pair of almost too small
gloves, not so tight as to cut off circulation but snug enough
so you can feel every inch of material.
I gasp at the grip of her pussy, as if someone had taken a hold
of me unexpectedly. Her copious fluids easing my penetration.
She reaches up and puts her arms around my neck to pull me
closer to her and runs one hand down my back to my ass. Grabbing
a hold, she then pulls me toward her, impaling me completely
inside her. “I didn’t realize that you were so big!” she
exclaimed. I pause for a moment to let her get used to my size.
I slowly pull back, savoring the sensation of being in such
a loving grip. Her hips follow my movements, as if to keep
me fully inside. “Fuck me David. Fuck me HARD!!” she begs.
I comply, and thrust forward as hard as I dared. She cries
out again as if a thousand people are touching her sensitive
parts, pleasuring her all at the same time.
My pace quickens
at her unspoken request, thrusting mercilessly as she
coats my inner thighs and the bed with her female fluids.
She grabs my head and kisses me hard as she cums. Breaking
the kiss, I ask her to turn over on her hands and knees. As
she turns over I kiss every place that I can reach, her back,
hips, neck and buttocks.
I get behind her now and I reach up to her shoulders. I bend
over her and kiss her back while giving her a gentle massage.
I continue the message down her back and to her hips and ass.
I spread her ass cheeks apart and lick down the crack of her
ass, stopping at her asshole. She reaches back and begins
to play with her pussy and play with my dick as I lick her asshole,
eliciting another moan from her. I go on, and I insert my
tongue into her clean pink rosebud, and she gasps again
as I continue to ream her. When she lets out a relaxed sigh,
her ass opens up, as if to suck my face inside. I knew at that
point that she was ready for what I had in mind. I lift my head
from her ass and position myself behind her, pointing my
still hard member at her pussy, I thrust furiously into
her once more making her cum, this time more for lubrication
than anything else. I pull out, and reposition my dick at
the entrance to her ass. She looks back at me and says through
panting breaths, “Yes David. Fuck my ass.” I watch as her
ass relaxes and takes me easily inside, almost as if I were
meant to fuck her there.
I almost lose my load as she uses her anal muscles to take
hold of me, gripping me firmly. I take hold of her hips and
begin to fuck her ass with slow and even strokes, moving
faster and faster. “Oh God, YES!!!” she exclaims as I pound
into her hips, and my heavy balls slap against her pussy.
“Cum for me baby, cum up my ass!!” She is lost in a world of
passion and lust as she orgasms over and over again. I too
am at the point of release as she reaches back and plays with
my nut sack. As I feel her fingernails scrape across my scrotum,
I grab her hips and pull her to me, my seed escaping my manhood.
“I’m CUMMMMING!!!!!” I exclaim. It seemed like I came for
a good two minutes as I emptied myself into her, her sphincter
relaxing and contracting as if to milk every last bit of
cum from me. I drape myself across her back and hug her as
my dick softens inside her. We both lay down now, our bodies
drenched in sweat, and hold each other. I think I fell asleep
first, because the next thing I knew it was morning.
I was still holding her in the early morning, her head resting
on my shoulder. I kiss her forehead gently as she opens her
eyes. “Good morning.” I say, as she kisses me passionately.
“Let’s go get breakfast.” she says while yawning.
“You
stay here and rest. I’ll be right back.” I tell her. “I know
the cook this morning. Breakfast is coming to you.”