Right, to the river.

“Why don’t you give me a quick tour of downtown? It shouldn’t take too long, looked like it wasn’t all that big, at least what I saw of it.”

Ellen smiled and gave a short laugh. “No, not much. But with the college here, there are some decent places to party. We’ll walk past the shops, and I’ll show them to you.”

You nod you agreement, and follow Ellen down the center path, into the woods. Her hips sway back and forth in a hypnotic fashion. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the trees, and accentuates Ellen’s golden blonde hair, making it appear even more blonde. Turning her head, she looks over her shoulder, and falls back to walk beside you. Smiling, she flashes her white teeth at you, revealing small dimples on either cheek. Reaching over, she takes your right hand into her left, and weaves her fingers in between yours. Her hand is warm and soft, and as you walk together down the path, you swing your joined hands slightly.

The trail is uneven, and rough in many spots as you walk, and you can’t help but notice Ellen’s full, round breasts bounce with each movement in these places. You find yourself remembering the party, and what they felt like in your hands. Continuing down the path, you see a thick grove of pines, and Ellen tells you this is another area that couples can sometimes by found in various stages of undress, making out. Was she dropping a hint? You decide to press the issue a bit.

“Let’s check it out, see what makes it such a hot place.” She gives you a tentative look, but agrees. As you push aside a thick branch so that Ellen can enter the heavily wooded pine grove, you notice that her nipples are erect, and poking the silky material of her dress. Maybe she’s just chilled by the coolness of the air, or maybe it’s something else. Deftly, you reach into your trousers and remove Amy’s ribbon from your genitalia before Ellen takes note. Slipping it into your pocket, you remind yourself to return it before your return to the dorm.

A thick layer of pine needles carpets the ground, and surveying the area, you can see scattered cans, paper, articles of clothing, and a red blanket, left by its former owner. “See, a blanket and everything!” Ellen says. In a second, she presses her lips to yours in a passionate kiss. Her tongue snakes between your lips. You offer no resistance, and soon your tongue wrestles with hers. She wraps her arms around you, and her soft, silken hair falls over your face. It smells faintly like lilac, and tickles your nose. Ellen's a little more aggresive then you recall.

Bringing your hands to her narrow waist, and then up to her back, you resist the urge to massage her cute, round ass. Ellen breaks the kiss and nibbles on your earlobe. Gradually you lower yourselves to the blanket. Ellen continues kissing, nibbling and licking your neck. As she does, her hand slides down your chest over your stomach, and between your legs to you rigid cock. You moan loudly as Ellen squeezes gently.

Lifting her face from you neck she looks into your eyes. Abruptly she sits up, and you think she’s had second thoughts. Sitting up next to her you ask, “What wrong?” Smiling, she says “Nothing.” And unlaces the clunky hiking boots, and pulls them off, setting them next to her small purse. “They don’t exactly go with the dress do they?” She giggles.

“I’m on the pill, so you don’t have to worry about anything.” She whispers. Straddling your left leg, she leans over you, placing her hands on either side of your chest. You can feel the damp heat of her sex on your thigh. “I’m so fucking horny.” Ellen gasps. You’re turned on by Ellen aggressiveness. You lift your knee slightly, and in response, she grinds her pelvis against it. Ellen moans, and after a few moments, shifts so that she sits over you, and your cock, straining against your jeans. She rubs her pussy over your sex, hard. Your hands move to her breasts, and you squeeze and kneed them in your hands. Ellen unbuttons the front of her dress and gently removing your hands, pulls it over her head, and drops it on top of her boots.

“This time you’ll get to feel them without a bra on.” Ellen snickers, and reaches behind her back, unhooking her brassiere. She tosses it onto your face, and you pull it aside. Her nipples are hard and erect, and their pink color contrasts with Ellen's light skin tone. She looks like something out of Playboy. Sitting astride you, she’s now dressed only in her silky, black panties, and tan thigh high stockings. “I think I should take these off, what do you think?” Ellen says, standing and hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her underwear. You hear the crack of a breaking branch, and Ellen falls to her knees in response. You quickly scan the area but see no one else. Sitting up, you quickly strip off your shirt, shoes and jeans. “Don’t worry, it’s just you and me.” You say as you pull off the last of your clothes. Reassured, Ellen grips your cock in her hand and pumps slowly, smearing sticky clear precum over her hand. “I’m all yours baby, I’ll do anything you want.” She pants. The wanton desire is evident in the smoldering look in her blue eyes. Kissing you, she strokes your dick a little faster.