Waterfall Sex with a Charismatic Canuck

Waterfall Sex Meets Romance in Canada

This week Slone’s Sexy Sojourns finds us in Hamilton Canada, aka Steeltown for some waterfall sex. It’s located smack in the middle of the Finger Lakes, in the Niagara Escarpment. This is a steel and iron town rich with over 100 waterfalls in their World Biosphere Reserve. As a result, there is an annual waterfall rally that attracts people from all over the world. Soon I secure my pass and waterfall site visit punch card then go find my partner David. Little did I know, not only would he help fill my rally card but, also my romantic fantasies for waterfall sex in the waterfall capital of the world!

Later that morning we finish our orientation, grab our supplies, and head out. David is local to the area and a bit of a fixture in nature. Naturally, he’s an expert on the waterfalls because he grew up here with his extended family. Now he takes time off each year to return with one new person to share the place he loves so much with a new set of new eyes. During our hike to the first waterfall, David explained there’s something so poignant about the look in someone’s eyes when they get up close to such a powerful force of nature. He gets pleasure out of sharing this joy and fascination with others and this year, I was the lucky recipient.

Thoughtfully Pressed Up Against the Wet Rocks

Eventually, we reached the apex of our current climb. I could not see a waterfall but I could hear and feel it. Before I knew it, David made his way up to the perfect vantage point. He was covered in an aura of waterfall mist and appeared to be part of the scenery. He doesn’t seem like a man, he seems like an element that is part of nature, a structurally integral part of the local fauna. It’s as if he’s akin to a steady conifer or cable of wood, just earthy and firm. It was this stability that came to my rescue as I misstepped and slipped right in front of him.

Next thing I know, from behind me, he somehow scoops me up with one arm drawing me closer to him and preventing a dangerous fall. My back to his chest, his arm across my waist, my heart was pounding. All I heard was him whisper in my ear that it is okay and you are safe now. That arm clenched me a little tighter and I did feel safe. I spun around to hug and thank him, but he had trouble keeping eye contact. This intermittent bashfulness, paired with intrinsic wit, and empathy made my pussy wet. These rare traits spark a fire in me and ignite my waterfall sex goal to make love to this local unicorn.

Waterfall Sex Keeps it Wet in Steeltown

As we make our way up to the overlook we discuss just how many people have secreted away here to have a moment of pleasure. A romantic rendezvous for waterfall sex with a view. Regardless of time period, I tell David that we all need a little hot fun sometimes, I know I do. David fanned me with a stalk of fresh lavender that he picked and smiled at me saying cool off hot stuff. Instead of grabbing the stalk I grabbed his arm and pulled him to me. He lost his footing and fell forward, pushing me up against the wet rocks.

Come back next week to see just how wet I can get at a waterfall! Need a little romance or a mystery sex toy adventure? Call your sexy mistress and we can have our own romantic journey!

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