Wanton Whore

Hi, I'm Mara. My boyfriend Alonso and I love the outdoors! We both work at pretty dull jobs in Los Angeles and the thing that gets us through the grueling and monotonous routine of our day to day existence is going camping whenever possible. Ideally it's great to get away for a few days for a long weekend but that's not always an option so even an overnight trip to someplace close by helps.

One of our favorite spots is a place in Apple Valley known for its hot springs. It's special to us because it's where we first went camping together when we started dating and we've been there several times since. It's about two hours drive to get to a ranch where we can park and camp and then hike two miles to these beautiful natural pools of geothermal hot water. The pools are right next to a stream of cold water from the melting snow in the mountains. The spot is very popular amongst nudists and while Alonso and I aren't really into that sort of thing, it never really bothered us.

This past President's day weekend we were supposed to go for a two night camping trip to Joshua Tree (another one of our favorite places because we both love rock climbing) but then my boss moved up a project deadline which meant that I wouldn't be done with work in time for us to leave as we had planned. We decided it was best to call the trip off but neither of us was happy about it. I was especially disappointed because I had been stressed about work for weeks and could have really used the vacation.

When we first started dating, Alonso was the man in charge and I liked relinquishing control to him. When you work as hard as I do, at the end of the day you just want someone to take charge and take care of you. However, this gradually gave way to a lot of friction between us because I can be a bit of a bitch when I don't get my way and slowly Alonso slumped into the role of the supportive boyfriend. I really wish he would have tried harder and wasn't so laid back and appeasing.

Our weekend plans shot to hell; we lay in bed as I juggled between three or four Word documents and some spreadsheets on my laptop, typing furiously. Hardly a way for a couple of twenty six year olds to be spending Saturday night! Every forty or fifty keystrokes were punctuated by a sigh or a curse.

"Fucking BITCH! She had to fucking drop this on me at the last minute. FUCK MY LIFE!!" Alonso stroked my thigh to calm me and kissed my cheek and I resumed typing. This happened several times until finally I finished around 2 am and sent an email to my boss with the relevant attachments and lay down in bed exhausted. We hadn't had sex in over three months now and this was yet another night of disappointment for Alonso. I feel sorry for him but work stresses me out a lot and that kills my sex drive. When he pushes me to have sex it just leads to arguments and makes me feel like such a frigid bitch.

It wasn't just that I was tired all the time though. Lately I had been finding it harder and harder to get aroused. Sometimes I worried it was hormonal or maybe there was something else wrong with me. I was just not that into sex anymore. I tried to go to sleep but Alonso was horny and I could feel him masturbating under the covers. I hated it when he did that and finally realizing how much it was bothering me he got up and went into the living room with his laptop.

Alonso is a very sexual guy and watches a LOT of porn (blondes, Asians, black girls even slightly fat chicks... you name it). He can be kind of pervy at times because he alternates between watching porn and looking at pictures and videos of me. Porn just gets him horny and leads him to clicking through naked pictures of me from before we started living together. The first few months after we started having sex, sometimes I'd get really horny and we'd masturbate for each other on the webcam or I'd send him pictures of myself with close-ups of my pussy and my asshole.

If I have one amazing feature, it's my ass. I am one of those few white girls gifted with a big booty. I think I got it from my mom. She's Persian and my dad's white (German/Irish). Alonso loves it when I wear bright lacy thongs because of the way it outlines my ass but frankly, I can put on my oldest, dullest pair of panties and it still drives him wild. When we started living together, he'd use his phone to record us having sex. He'd always focus his attention on my nice round ass. He'd write me emails describing how he liked the tan lines from my bikini bottoms and the way the globes of my ass jiggled every time he thrust against me when we fucked. One time he even tried to lick my asshole but it just disgusted me and totally killed the mood.

He came back to the bedroom a while later, incredibly horny and still unsatisfied, and after taking off his clothes, laid down next to me, carefully pulling the covers over us. I always sleep in a t-shirt and panties and he likes to spoon with me that way. He reached under my shirt, feeling his way up my stomach and then cupping my breasts. He positioned my cock along the crack of my ass enjoying the warmth of my body and the soft caress of my butt cheeks. Then he started to grind his hard cock in the warm crevice and I could feel the precum oozing from his uncircumcised dick and it made a damp spot on my undies.

I groaned in protest, wanting to be left alone but he wouldn't stop. He moved his hands down to caress my ass and peeled down my tight panties. Sometimes he'd clumsily poke the tip into by ass or my pussy and I'd wriggle my ass away. I wasn't on birth control and it had been over a week since my last period so I didn't want to risk getting pregnant. Like a hungry animal, he began licking and panting heavily on my neck, squeezing my ass and pulling the cheeks further apart as he ground his hard erection along the crack. He had been stroking his cock for a long time before he got into bed and so thankfully, he didn't last long. In a few minutes his grinding got more urgent and he shot his load onto the small of my back, coating it in a sticky mess.

He grabbed some tissues from the nightstand and cleaned my back and kissed me but I just barely acknowledged his affection with a curt and cold, "goodnight". I was tired and all I wanted to do was sleep but every night it was same thing. He was like a dog that just wouldn't stop humping my ass.

The next morning I woke up later than usual. Unbeknownst to me, early in the morning, Alonso had packed and loaded the car up for a camping trip. He had decided that although we wouldn't have enough time to go to Joshua Tree like we had originally planned, there was still enough time to make a quick, one night trip to Deep Creek. After he had loaded all the gear and our bags in the car, he came and woke me up and explained the plan. "Baby we can't go. I love that you're trying but I just can't. My fucking bitch of a boss still needs to reply to the email and I'm sure she'll have comments and changes that I'll need to take care of."

His response came as a surprise. "NO! I love you honey and I respect your job. I know it's important but they only pay you to work from Monday thru Friday. The weekend belongs to us. That's final! You'll reply to her email on Monday and that's it. You can tell her there was no phone reception at the campsite. You need to draw a fucking line". I rarely saw him take charge like that anymore and was relieved that the decision was out of my hands. We did argue about it a little but after a little more of a pep talk, I got over the guilt and fear of leaving and perked up about the much-needed respite from the pressure and anxiety of work. I got ready and packed some clothes Alonso had forgotten while he packed food and other rations.

Soon we were on our way and my whole demeanor had changed. I feel I'm a different person when I'm outdoors. I was talking non-stop like a giddy teenager and smiling and positively brimming with excitement. We felt like the couple we were when we first started dating. When we got to the campsite, he set up the tent while I got the other gear set up. As the tent was going up I moved the sleeping bags, ground pads and other stuff inside the tent. Then we packed some food in the backpacks and filled our water bottles and started hiking for the hot springs.

It was a gorgeous day. The air was cool, clean and crisp and the hike down to the hot springs took only about 40 minutes. When we reached the stream we could see some people in and around the hot springs. A group of college kids were taking turns jumping from a large, high standing rock into the cold water. Then they'd swim back and warm up in the hot springs before climbing onto the rock to do it all again. Some of the guys and even a few of the girls were running around naked. Alonso and I looked at each other and smiled. While it was certainly not unexpected to see naked people there, usually they're older men and not younger boys and girls. "Hey! I saw you checking out that girl", I chided Alonso playfully.

"Yeah right! Like you weren't looking at that guy's cock", he retorted with a sly smile. That comment made me blush and my eyes fluttered left and right to check if anyone had overheard us. The guys were completely oblivious of us. I saw one of them climbing the steep rock. He was lean and tall and clasped the edges of the flat rock face as he stretched his thighs apart to get a good foothold. From behind, I could see his long flaccid cock dangling between his legs and I immediately looked away worried someone would notice.

We changed into our swimsuits and I stole a few more glances at the naked boys as we packed our clothes into our backpacks and waded through the cold water to the other side to get to the hot springs. That is always a challenge. There is a longer path we could have taken to avoid the cold water but we saw this as a sort of rite of passage we had to endure to get to enjoy the hot springs. Once we made it to the other side, shivering and cold, we quickly made our way to the hot water pools. There are six natural pools of hot water pouring into one another. They are all of different sizes and temperatures ranging from warm to... well... almost uncomfortably hot.

We joined a few people in the largest pool that was just deep enough for the water to be about chin high when you sat in it and in the center it was deep enough that you could swim around. Around the edges it was shallow enough that you could even sit and relax on a couple of large rocks just under the surface of the water. Alonso and I got in and were immediately grateful for the warmth. I kissed him and thanked him for insisting on making the trip and for doing all the packing and driving and generally being a good boyfriend by taking care of me. I sat on a rock and leaned back against the edge of the pool and he stood in front of me, admiring my moist skin and the small droplets of water as they streamed down my skin and dripped into the pool.

There were two other couples in the water with us along with an older man who kept mostly to himself. The couples were chatting and affectionately kissing and holding each other. Alonso moved closer to me and kissed my neck and rubbed my thighs under the water. I knew what he wanted but I just felt a little uncomfortable with so many people around and so I gave him a look that pleaded for him to back off. He did but he looked like a wounded puppy and I felt really guilty about brushing off his advances so I asked him to sit next to me.

After a while the other couples climbed out of the pool to go check out the other pools. The old man and I exchanged a few awkward nods and then went back to ignoring each other. Finally after about 20 minutes he left to go try one of the other pools below. It was great having the pool all to ourselves, but it was especially nice to be away from the old guy. I had been feeling a little apprehensive about him because of the way he looked at me. He barely acknowledged Alonso. It was made all the more creepy because as it turned out, the guy was naked the entire time he was in the pool. He looked like a decent enough guy. He was clean shaven and you could tell he spent a great deal of time outdoors probably running or biking. His face, neck and shoulders were tan and the skin slightly wrinkled and loose, but the rest of his thin and sinewy physique was pale.