After our wild and uninhibited sex, Elijah and I lay curled up to one another on top of our clothes. His body was feeling so muscular and tight as he held his arms around me. I loved looking at his inked skin. We both drifted off to sleep while I thought about his dick inside my pussy. We were asleep for several hours.
Upon waking, Elijah stood up and walked towards the back of the cave where there were a pile of ropes and metal clamps lying in a tangled-up pile. I watched as he carefully and deliberately untangled the mess and began putting the clamps into holes in the wall.
Watching him do this made me remember when I was sixteen and had a girlfriend named Terri who was a thrill-seeking junkie. I think I was drawn to her because she was always trying to do something new and exciting, unlike me who lived… for the most part, a pretty dull life. The things that I had only read about in books or watched on TV were the ones she wanted to do in everyday life.
One day, she came barreling into the lunch room, ran up to me excitedly, and asked, "Do you wanna skip classes for the rest of the day and go rock climbing?"
My heart began racing at the prospect of skipping school. I had hardly been late to a class, let alone skipped one completely.
"Um... Terri, I know that you are excited to do this, but why can't we just go after school is out?"
Terri shook her head profusely.
"Because it will be crowded and it won't be as fun. Plus, this is exciting! Don't you want to do something exciting? Come on, Come on… live a little!”
I laughed because that was always her line when she was trying to get me to do something that I otherwise wouldn't do on my own.
"Well..."
Before I could even finish speaking, she picked up my backpack and started gathering my books that were laying open on the table for the science homework that I was finishing from my last class. I made it a habit to finish my work on time, so I always began the work as soon as it was handed out.
I couldn't utter a word of protest before Terri was flying out the door with my things. At that point, it wasn't even a matter of whether I was going or not. I had to go if only to retrieve my things.
Terri drove a beat up red Honda Civic. She threw my bag into the back seat, jumped into the car, and started it up. Loud, heavy metal music blasted from the speakers. I could barely get in and close the passenger side door before she took off speeding from the school parking lot and down the street. I clenched the dashboard, praying that she wouldn't crash, driving at top speed the way that she always did.
We drove for about an hour. Finally, we pulled up to a field house that had a big sign out front, advertising a new rock climbing wall that was newly opened.
"Geez! You didn't waste any time, did you?" I said, teasingly.
"Nope," she answered curtly, jumping out of the car and all but running to the door. I had to walk really fast just to keep up.
Once inside, she stood staring at the rock climbing wall in awe.
"Hey, why don't we go ahead and see what we need to do to climb up."
She darted off in the direction of a desk where a girl who couldn't have been any more than eighteen sat filing her nails absentmindedly. There weren't many people around, so she was startled when Terri came up to the desk.
"Hey! We're here to climb the wall," she announced.
"Whoa! Okay, hang on. Let me see who's available."
She picked up the phone and spoke with someone named Richie. From where I stood in front of the desk, I could tell that Richie was not all that excited that there were people here who wanted to climb the new wall.
A few minutes later, a skinny, pale man with long dirty blonde hair came shuffling toward us.
"You're here for the wall?" he asked, pointing at us.
"Yes!" Terri yelled.
"Whoa, calm down dude," said Richie. "First all of you have to sign these papers saying that if you die or something, that it's not our fault."
That did not sound promising and I was not too eager to sign it.
Terri yanked the papers from Richie and signed.
"Okay, now can we climb?" she asked. She sounded like a child eager to open presents on Christmas morning.
"Yeah. Sure," said Richie, turning to grab a harness.
Terri pretty much strapped herself in and took off up the wall like a spider.
Richie helped me get my harness on and said, "Now, if you feel like you're going to fall, that's part of the experience. You probably won't die though."
His words echoed in my head and I was sweating bullets. “How reassuring,” I mumbled under my breath. I climbed the wall slowly and came back down, grateful to be on the ground again.
Nothing bad happened that day. Terri and I merely finished climbing the rock wall and she gave me my stuff and dropped me back off at home. No one from school had even noticed we were missing. Still, it was the fear of falling— or of getting into trouble— that had caused the rush of adrenaline, and that was the same thing I was feeling now.
That flashback feeling of fear began to well up in me as I watched Elijah fasten the metal clamps in the wall that were attached to ropes. But the fear also brought excitement. This was all such a new experience for me, but if it was anything like the last time we fucked, I was ready. This looked like it could get a little kinkier, though.
Once he had fastened all of the clamps and ropes to his liking, he stood back to admire his handiwork. The look of extreme satisfaction on his face made me curious about what exactly he had planned.
As if reading my mind, he turned to me and asked, "Are you ready?"
My heart began beating faster. I didn't know if I was ready, but I didn't want him to know that I was afraid either, or think that I had any hesitations about him. So, I just nodded my head.
"Come here," he said, beckoning me with his finger.
I walked over to him slowly, gulping hard as I crossed in a few paces to where he stood.
He put his arm around my waist and pulled me in close to him. He kissed me hard on the mouth, sucking on my bottom lip. It caught me off guard, but I loved it. I could begin to feel the familiar surge of adrenaline rush through my body, except stronger than it had ever been.
He yanked my arm hard and tied it up with one of the ropes that he had fastened against the cave wall. He did the same with my other arm and then tied up my legs until my body resembled a star, my limbs spread out wide.
I could feel the cold hard wall scraping against my butt as I struggled to try to get comfortable. The more that I squirmed, the more that I realized that trying to get comfortable was useless. Elijah seemed amused watching me twist and turn.
He stood back and dropped his hands. He peeled off his shirt, whipped it around, and threw it into the darkness of the back cave. He stood there watching me, stroking his dick slowly as his eyes scanned my frame. He stared first into my eyes, then moved down to my breast, then my pussy.
He moved closer to me, running the tips of his fingers along my arm, sending chills all over my body. My nipples perked up and hardened in response to his touch. Now he ran his fingers all over my body, pausing at my pussy. He stroked my pussy, grabbing it by the handful.
I could feel my pussy beginning to throb, aching with anticipation for him to touch me more, to kiss me, to ravish me!
I was convinced that he could have done anything to me and it would have excited me. Just being in Elijah’s presence made me wet. He pulled out a condom and opened it, pushing it down over his stiff dic,k sliding it down with one hand.
He leaned his body against mine, the soft hairs of his chest rubbing against my skin. He grabbed my waist with one hand and guided his hard cock into me with his other hand. He slid into my soft, wet pussy so easily and just held me there.
He stroked me softly, brushing my hair out of my face so that he could get a better look at it. I moaned with each stroke of his manhood.
He started speeding up, ramming it into me harder and faster. My back slammed into the wall and I could feel the cold, damp rock pressing deeply into my skin. The dewy smell of the cave and the sharpness of the crags digging into my skin only magnified the intensity of Elijah’s deep pumping.
I cried out in pain and the way that he fucked me it felt like a jolt of electricity running through my body. But, the intense pleasure outweighed any pain I was feeling. It all felt overwhelming, in an exhilarating way.
Then Elijah sped up and began deliriously fucking me with even greater energetic thrusts, all the while holding me still against the wall, with his burly hand gripping my neck. He squeezed a little and I could feel my pussy tighten at the same time. I could feel his cock expanding and contracting while sliding in and out and his face told me he was in blissful ecstasy. We both were.
All of a sudden, I started cumming in quick successive squirts. It was fast and caught me off guard. My pussy pulsated as he pushed his dick deeper and harder inside of my dripping wet pussy. I let out a loud scream.
"Shhhhhh," he said, putting his hand over my mouth. "You don't want to get too loud out here. You might attract one of the bigger animals, like a bear."
My mouth snapped shut and I tried to stifle my screams.
"I can't help it," I confessed. "Your dick feels unbelievable.”
Suddenly, he spun me around so that I was facing the wall. I was still spread eagle. He started tying the ropes so that my legs were up in a “V” shape. I didn't even know that my body could move in this position. It was not uncomfortable, though.
He balanced his body so that I hovered above him. He roughly pulled my hips down so that my pussy sat down on top of him. He bounced me wildly, my butt slapping against his lap.
Screams escaped my throat and I tried to quiet them, but it was useless. My pussy was throbbing from the force of his dick ramming into me. He slapped my ass hard over and over. That turned me on even more.
"Harder...Faster!" I yelled.
He looked a little shocked and, to be completely honest, I shocked myself! I had never done anything this sexual, let alone so rough. But I was caught up in the moment and didn’t care. It felt freeing and he certainly was the man to bring out the harlot in me.
"I'm cumming!" I yelled as I felt the orgasm beginning to build inside of me.
I could feel my pussy violently spasm, squeezing his dick in pulses like Morse code. He let out a loud yell, his body tensing up and I knew he couldn’t hold out any longer. Seeing that he was losing the battle to prolong his ecstasy, seconds later he went fast like a freight train, pounding my pussy for dear life.
I hung there, swinging back and forth as he held me there, pressing me against the wall as he dug his dick deeper into my sopping wet pussy. He let out a sharp bellow and I screamed out loud and he finally let go.
We both came, at the same time. I came so hard that I could hear the wetness splatter onto the floor, dripping from my now red pussy hole. I felt like all the life had been zapped from me as I hung there helplessly. It was glorious.
Elijah unfastened my arms and legs so that I could get free. When my feet touched the ground, I felt like I was going to topple over because my legs felt so weak that they could hardly hold me up.
As I was about to fall over, Elijah caught me and held me in his arms. His toned chest was glistening from the sweat that was covering him. His breaths were deep and quick, like he was taking in a lot of air and then blowing it all out like a fan.
We stood there in the cave hugging for a while. He scooped me up in his arms and took me to the other side of the cave where our makeshift pallet lay, and he gently placed me on it.
He came down on top of me, the weight of his massive body enveloping me. I couldn't move if I wanted to, but I didn't want to. It just felt nice to be with a man so powerful and sexy like Elijah, that I didn't care if he lay on top of me the entire night.
Elijah laughed and lifted up the condom that he had taken off of his dick. It looked like an engorged water balloon.
"Wow!" I exclaimed. "That's a lot of cum!"
It didn’t really surprise me though, since everything about Elijah was big.
"Yeah well, that's what happens when your pussy fits my dick like a tight glove. You are so sexy and amazing. But I agree, that's a whole lot of cum. I don't think I have ever cum that hard. He paused, and then said, “I take that back, I know I’ve never cum that hard."
The look of bewilderment on his face told me that he was being honest. He shook his head, stood up, and began getting dressed. I stood up and put my clothes on too.
The wind was starting to pick up, howling as it whipped snow into the cave, causing water to pool at the entrance. I was glad he had continued to keep our fire going so that it wasn’t too cold.
Elijah walked toward the cave opening and peered out. He sighed deeply.
"Well, it looks like we'll be staying here for longer than we thought," he said, shaking his head and walking toward the back of the cave where there were supplies lined up against the wall.
I looked out at the rain, beginning to worry. I had agreed to come on this trip because I planned on being available to work for Whitney and Harlow. Now, this storm was trapping me in a cave miles away from where I was supposed to be to watch their children. I felt the pangs of guilt welling up.
"You don't think that we can make a run for it to the car?" He shook his head emphatically.
"No, there's no way. It's just not safe. Trees fall down and trap people. Snowdrifts build up and fall unpredictably,” he said. “I would hate it if something were to happen to you."
The soft way in which he said it touched my heart. It was good to know that he cared about me so much. He spoke like a gentleman.
"Thank you," I said, gratefully. "I'm just worried about the kids. I wanted to make myself useful to the Bradfords while they are on vacation, but it looks like this storm is making that impossible. Not to mention, I'm starting to get a little scared that we won't ever make it back."
I walked over to the back of the cave where he sat rearranging cans of food. He had a fairly large stockpile of cans.
"Whoa! You thought of everything," I said.
He had a wide variety of canned meats, vegetables, and other nonperishable food items.
"I really do have things under control," he said, winking and smiling at me. "Don't worry; I have everything covered. I’m used to nature’s elements. You are safe with me. I will protect you."
The cave had gotten darker because the fire had died down to red embers. Elijah walked over to the fire and began stirring it with a stick, red streaks jumping up as they scattered across the floor. He added more logs of wood to the fire, fanning the embers so they sparked and caught flame.
The fire began to build until the yellow flames blazed brightly, the flames reaching up, bending back and forth. A black cloud of smoke started to fill the cave. Elijah fanned the flames toward the opening of the cave, letting the smoke escape until all that was left was a hearty fire. Once he finished with the fire, he came and sat down next to me, staring into the fire.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you planned all of this," I told him jokingly.
"How so?" he asked.
"Maybe you looked at the weather forecast and saw the storm and thought that it would be a good idea to get trapped in a cave."
He laughed loudly, his deep voice bouncing off the walls of the cave.
"You know, if I could have thought that far ahead, I guess that that would have been a great plan."
"Well, how else do you explain us being trapped here, but you have all these supplies that would let us survive for weeks or maybe even months? To me that shows that you are almost prepared for just about anything."
"Actually, I have all of these supplies out here because I like to come here to get away from the cabin."
"Why would you want to get away from the cabin?" I asked, thoroughly confused. "There are no other people out here. And you have a nice, comfortable cabin. Why would you come out here to no man's land?"
"While I’m very happy about how things worked out for us, I come here a lot to escape from reality, I guess,” he said. “Coming out here helps me to get away from it all and just be one with nature. It helps me to escape the nightmares that bother me all the time."
He turned his face away from me. The way that he said that made me feel sorry for him. I didn't like to hear that he had nightmares so bad that he was basically a man on the run from his own thoughts.
Getting away is wonderful. In fact, I wished that I could come out here from time to time to get away from my situation with my dad. But, I couldn't imagine what it must be like to constantly be doing it. Maybe that was what Harlow had meant when he said there was something “off” about Elijah.
I wanted to cry for poor Elijah and whatever demons were chasing him. In fact, I could feel hot tears begin to well up and pour out before I had a chance to stop them.
"Oh no! What's wrong?" asked Elijah, scanning my face worriedly. "Did I do something? Say something wrong? I’m not the best with words, which is why I try not to say too many of them."
I blinked, trying to make the steady stream of tears stop.
"No," I said, shaking my head. "It's just... sometimes I feel so weighed down..."
Elijah nodded, grabbed a few cans and a can opener, and walked to a place just in front of the fire. Smiling, he beckoned for me to join him. He took my hands in his and pulled me down with him, sitting with his legs crossed one on top of the other.
His dark brown eyes looked longingly into mine. His face was so gentle, an unexpected contrast to his muscular mountain man persona. He said something to me that I knew right then I would never forget.
"You tell me about your demons and I'll tell you about mine. Maybe we can help chase them off together, for good.”