Chapter 1: Mounting the Hill

With a grunt, she reached for the branch to pull herself up, then let out a deep breath.

Finally. She had crested the hill.

Jill walked a few steps more, glancing around her, until finding the perfect spot.

It was atop the rock, almost perfectly set in the clearing.

Cross legged, she perched herself on top of it, sweat dripping from every pore of her body as she drank in the scenery.

Mount Savvy was not a true mountain, but in the area she lived in, it was the closest thing to a mountain.

Alone it stood, overlooking a river valley barely touched by human hand.

This particular spot was 12.4 miles from the trailhead, but well worth the run and climb for Jill. At least twice a year, she made this climb just for this view.

It had been more than two hours since she had seen another human being, but still she looked carefully around her.

Not another soul was to be seen.

First she removed her hydration pack after taking a long sip. At least this she could explain.

Then she removed her sports bra, then her shorts.

Jill shifted herself on the rock until she lay on top of it. It was surprisingly comfortable, once the sweet spot had been found. She had been up here enough to know where that sweet spot was.

When she spread her legs, the warm rays of the sun kissed her shaved vagina, sending even more warmth through her body.

She glanced around again for human life, and when finding none, she began to play with herself.

Good grief she was horny, she thought to herself, as her fingers found she was already a little bit wet. She let her fingers run up and down her lips slowly, collecting moisture, sending little wonderful sensations through her body.

At least twice a year, Jill ran to this spot. At least twice a year, Jill partook in the same little activity upon reaching the top. At least twice a year, she absolutely flew down the hill, powered by the thrill of it all.

She used her middle finger to barely slide between her lips, just touching the inside as she let out a delighted gasp.

Oh, indeed her wetness had grown. Teasing herself, she dipped the finger in a little bit more before pulling it out again and running it up and down along her lips.

She was super turned on now.

Breathing a little bit heavier, she pressed her middle finger a little bit deeper inside of her now, running it up and down, up and down. Little gasps escaped from her lips as she moved her finger.

She bought her other hand to join her first, using two fingers to spread herself wide. Even with both hands, she could still feel the rays of the sun kissing her. This turned her on even more.

With a small grunt, she let the finger slide inside of her, deeper and deeper. She wiggled it, tickling her inside for a moment, then pulled it out before shoving it in again. Even in her passion, she could hear the wet squish.