While camping one weekend, Tracy and I climbed a bluff to watch the sunset.

As the sky changed colors, we melted into a long embrace that turned into an even longer kiss. Tracy rubbed my chest and pushed her tongue between my lips as my cock pulsed. I raised her shirt and licked her nipples, my hands gripping her tight ass. She squealed with pleasure. Soon we were both naked. Tracy turned her back to me, placed her hands against a tree, and bent over, offering her full firm ass. I dropped to my knees and licked her sweet pussy.

The occasion seemed to call for something new and experimental, so I slid my tongue over her pink asshole, making her cries of joy even louder. We knew that at any moment we could be caught, but we didn’t care. I kissed my way up her back and bit her ear. She whispered, “Do what you were doing before.” I worked my way back down to her sweet ass and went to town getting this overlooked entry wet and ready. Then I stood and pressed my hard cock against her puckered hole. “Go slow,” she pleaded. I slowly pressed my cock into her ass. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. She groaned, low and deep.

Tracy didn’t have to worry: I had to take slow thrusts, or the fun would have been over too soon. We let it build toward the inevitable. When I reached in front of her and touched her clit, that was it. She tensed, pushed back onto my cock, and made her already tight asshole even tighter. I pulled out and came all over her ass cheeks.

We went back to the campsite and showered. Before going to sleep, we made sexy-kinky love in the tent for hours. Now we regularly have anal sex.

It is without a doubt a must-try.