High school sucked for crushes that went nowhere. But there was this girl, Jennifer, who kept dropping hints she wanted me bad. She would lean in close during lunch, whisper shit in my ear, or text me late at night with flirty emojis. I made moves, tried to kiss her at parties, but she always chickened out last second. Total cock tease. We graduate, and poof, no contact for two years. I’m done with school now, speeding down the highway toward my parents house for a break. Bored as hell, I pull over at a gas station, fire up my phone, and decide to kill time on this cam site I use sometimes. Scroll through the streams, looking for something hot. Then bam, there she is. Jennifer, live on cam, stripping slow for a bunch of viewers. Her tits out, fingers teasing her pussy through lace panties. Chat blowing up with tips and dirty requests. My jaw drops. She spots my username, one I used back in high school days, and her eyes light up. ‘No way, is that you?’ she types. We jump to private chat. Turns out she moved back near our old neighborhood, lives a few blocks from my folks. She’s been camming to pay bills, loves the thrill. We talk filthy right away, her still naked on stream but focusing on me. She tells me she always regretted not fucking me back then. I admit I stroked my cock thinking about her ass a ton. She gets wetter, fingers herself faster while we chat. ‘Come over tomorrow,’ she says. ‘There’s a hike nearby. Let’s make up for lost time, for real.’ My dick throbs just reading it. Hell yes.
Next day, I park near the trail start. She waits there in a skimpy sports bra and tiny shorts, body toned from whatever workouts she does for cam. We hug tight, her tits pressing my chest, and I smell her perfume mixed with fresh air. The path climbs quick through thick woods, sun filtering through leaves. We chat easy, her laughing at my jokes, me stealing looks at her sweat slicked skin. She teases about catching me on her stream, how she came hard knowing I watched. I grab her ass playful, and she pushes back into my hand, moaning soft. ‘Been wanting this dick since sophomore year,’ she says. My cock stiffens in my pants as we hike higher, legs burning, breaths syncing up.
The hill rises steep, valley dropping away below. We sweat buckets, shirts sticking, her bra damp and see through. At a switchback, she stops, bends to stretch, shorts riding up to show cheek. I step close, grind against her from behind. She wiggles back, pussy heat through fabric. ‘Patience, perv,’ she giggles, but her voice drips lust. Flirting turns dirty. She confesses camming turns her into a slut, loves the danger of being seen. I tell her I jerked off twice last night to her replay. Wind picks up as we near the top, cooling our hot bodies. Finally, we reach the summit. Killer view, endless green below. But the rocks steal the show, massive boulders piled like giants toys. One flat ledge juts out over the cliff, legs dangling means death drop, straight down to jagged death.
Sun hangs low, sky turning gold. Breeze tugs her hair wild, like a porn scene come alive. We sit safe first, but I want to show off. ‘Bet you won’t sit on the edge with me,’ I say, sliding over. Heart hammers from the height, rock cold under my thighs. She smirks, joins me, our skin touching electric. Lips meet hungry, tongues fighting, her hand on my bulge right away. I squeeze her tits, thumbs on hard nipples. She bites my lip, grinds her crotch on my thigh. My cock aches, leaking pre cum. We kiss sloppy, forgetting the void inches away. She breaks it, eyes feral. ‘Trust me completely?’ she whispers, nipping my earlobe. I nod, pulse racing. She stands bold on the narrow slab, wind whipping. Shorts drop fast, panties shoved aside. Her pussy bare, swollen lips wet and pink, clit peeking out.
Fuck me. She climbs on, knees on rock, my legs still over the edge. Yanks my zipper, pulls out my thick cock, veins pulsing. Strokes it rough, thumb on the head smearing slick. ‘Gonna fuck you silly here,’ she growls. No protection, just raw need. She lowers, pussy lips parting around my tip, then swallows whole. Tight heat grips me, juices coating every inch. I groan deep, hands digging her hips. She starts bouncing, ass cheeks slapping my balls. The ledge creaks under us, tiny rocks tumbling off into nothing. Her half over the brink, body arched back, tits free now as she yanks her bra off. Nipples stiff in the chill gusts.
Things go full insane from there. Wind roars like a beast, slamming the cliff face. Pebbles rain down, edge cracking faint. She rides harder, pussy squeezing my shaft like it owns me. ‘That drop makes my cunt throb,’ she pants, leaning so far her hair dangles over the abyss. I buck up, cock slamming her depths, balls tight. Sun vanishes behind black clouds rolling in fast, sky bruising purple. Thunder cracks loud, lightning forks the horizon. But we fuck on, her clit grinding my base, moans echoing off rocks. Then the wild hits. A huge hawk dives from nowhere, wings huge, screech piercing. It circles tight, eyes on us like we’re prey. Jennifer laughs manic, speeds her hips, ‘Fuck, nature watching us screw.’ I pinch her tits brutal, twist nipples till she yelps pleasure.
Storm brews furious, rain spits first, then pours. Water slicks our bodies, her pussy even wetter, sliding easy on my pole. Another gust shakes the slab, fissures spidering the stone. We should bolt, but the risk fuels the fire. My cock throbs huge inside her, head battering her cervix. She claws my shoulders, bites my collarbone hard enough to mark. ‘Pump your load deep, breed my hole while we teeter,’ she demands. I snap, hips piston wild. Cum erupts, ropes blasting her walls, filling her full. She shudders violent, orgasm ripping through, pussy spasming, milking me dry. Juices squirt, mix with seed, dripping off us into the storm below. The hawk swoops low again, talons grazing air near her back, then vanishes in the gale. Lightning strikes close, thunder booms shaking the ground.
We cling tight as the peak quakes, her body limp on mine, both gasping. Rock holds by miracle, but we crawl back safe, laughing breathless. Rain soaks us as we dress hasty, her panties ruined with our mess. Hike down slippery, thunder chasing, her leaning on me, cum trickling her leg. At the base, she pulls me into a deep kiss, tongue slow and sweet. ‘That topped any cam show. You’re my new favorite thrill.’ I drop her home, cock sore but mind buzzing. Now we message nonstop, her streaming just for me sometimes, planning crazier spots to fuck. Who figured a random cam browse would lead to cliff pounding with storms and birds? Best surprise ever.
