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In the Woods

By: Needschat



The sun's rays felt great against her skin as she walked from the cabin to the back porch. Dressed only in a towel, in her hands she held a book, suntan lotion, and a large glass of iced tea. This was the first day of her vacation, a vacation long overdue.

Michelle Young was a success-driven mother of three. Though her husband's employment was sufficient for the family, she still wanted to work. And in this context, she was gainfully employed as an executive assistant for a local graphics company. But driven by unnatural needs to succeed and for approval, Michelle never allowed herself any time away, only taking the weekends off because the office was closed. It was her husband that suggested she take a week off and just go to her aunt's cabin. 

Situated a half mile from the nearest camp or home, the cabin was a two-story wooden A- frame structure. Michelle's aunt had it built five years ago as a retreat. Her stressful work as editor for a local newspaper demanded it. She had it equipped with all the amenities of modern life: electricity, satellite dish, washer, dryer, and hot tub. It was built next to a spring and streams fed private lake, one feature Michelle's aunt greatly loved. 

"I love this isolation," a voice said to Michelle as the door closed. "This will give me the opportunity to sunbathe naked," the other woman said, similarly dressed in just a towel.

"You and me both," quipped Michelle to her friend, Dawn Lawrence. Dawn was a senior graphics designer for the same company. Though they've known each other just a few months, Michelle and Dawn have become close, close enough that when Michelle finally decided to take a week's vacation, she asked dawn to accompany her. Dawn, with a great smile, never hesitated and agreed, saying it would be wonderful to get away from her husband and children for a while.

The women walked without care to the lounge chairs Michelle's aunt had recently purchased. They placed the lotion, books, and drinks on the accompanying plastic tables, removed their towels and placed them on the lounge chairs before sitting. Michelle looked over at her friend and smile, noticing Dawn's curves and smooth skin.

Dawn Lawrence's body belied her 38 years. Curvaceous and soft, her 5 feet, 3 inch frame turned more than a few heads as she walked down the street. Her smile was warm and welcoming. Her eyes were a light brown, as was her hair. She kept her long hair in a ponytail which accentuated her high cheek bones. And her breasts, rising and falling with each breath, were full, her nipples dark and large, were erect from the cooling breeze that welcomed Dawn and Michelle as they dropped their towels.

"Thank God I remembered to bring the high SPF number lotion today," Dawn giggled out as she began to enjoy the hot sunshine. Slowly, as if teasing her friend, she poured the lotion onto her body, making sure some of the white substance landed on her nipples. Rubbing it in, she garnered a moment of excitement as she glanced over to Michelle and saw her staring intently. Her gaze never left Dawn's hand as she touched her breast,

"Whoa, the sun is hot," Michelle said in an attempt to bring herself back to reality. Yes, the sun's rays were hot, but that was not the source of the heat. Surprisingly, she was excited by the sight of her friend. And to her horror, Michelle saw that Dawn knew it, and was teasing.

"Yes it is," Dawn commented as she laughed internally. She knew her friend was checking her out and was flattered by the attention. Though she was not sexually attracted to women, Dawn still loved to be looked at by people, whether it is by a man or a woman. She looked at her friend and saw that a blush was coming to her face. Dawn took that moment to observe Michelle's body.

Michelle Young was a 34-year-old workaholic, there was no denying it. But nature was kind to her, especially after giving birth to three children. Standing 5 feet, 6 inches and topped by light brown hair, Michelle still could boast of a smallish figure, though to her liking, she had too wide of hips, too large an ass, and too small breasts. Her nipples, sensitive since puberty, became erect to both the breeze and to the sight of Dawn.

"I'm sure we can get a good jump on our tans today," Michelle said, trying to bring herself to her senses. She was turned on by the sight of Dawn's naked body, and she did not know how to handle it. Yes, she was a voyeur: she loved to watch her neighbors use their hot tub for late night nude rendezvous. But this was beyond anything she's ever felt before.

"Yes, I think so," Dawn agreed. She knew teasing Michelle was making her friend uncomfortable and decided to stop. She wiped off the excess lotion onto the towel and took a sip of her iced tea before she picked up her romance novel and began to read. Michelle sighed softly, hoping Dawn would not notice. Dawn didn't.

As the friends sunned and read their romance novels, a few yards away a couple spread a few blankets and set up a picnic lunch. Out of the stereotypical wicker basket, the man pulled out some small china plates, a pair of knives, a pair of forks, two flute glasses, some chicken, several linen napkins, a loaf of French bread, and a bunch of grapes. The woman smiled as the man, her lover, pulled off a grape and playfully ran it across her lips before allowing her to take it in her mouth. He blushed as she leaned into him and ran her hand up the length of his leg, resting her hand on his groin.

"Oh dear," she whispered as she felt his positive reaction to her touch. "Is this for me?" she asked teasingly, her hand gently rubbing the fabric of his shorts. He was speechless, not knowing whether to tell her the truth, that he wanted to make mad passionate love and forget about lunch, or to lie, to tell her that was his normal size.

"What do you think?" he asked with an evil grin. She giggled and cupped his groin.

"I think this is just for me," she said. 

"You could be right," he said to tease her. 

"Aw, don't tease me," she countered, a touch of baby talk in her tone. He giggled, kissed her softly on the forehead and reached into the basket.

"Care for some wine, my love?" he asked as he released the cork. She smiled, thanked him, and stopped cupping him. She took up her glass, which he filled halfway and smiled seductively as she sipped the red liquid. He smiled and turned his head away from her when some dribbled from lips and down to her blouse.

"Damn," she muttered as she placed the glass down and reached for a napkin. The man smiled and suggested she take of the blouse. He would take it to the small private lake and remove the stain as best he could. She laughed.

"Any excuse to see me in my bra," the woman giggled out. He sat and blushed: he was caught.

"Yes, darling. You know me too well," he said, knowing he could not lie. "Now off with it before the stain is permanent." 

"Okay, okay," she said as she untucked the white shirt and began to unbutton. He smiled as he watched her quietly and swiftly unbuttoned the blouse and handed it over to him, sitting on the blankets in her bra and skirt. No matter how many times he has seen her in just a bra, he never tires of the sight.

"I'll be right back," he said as he stood just before rushing off into the woods in the direction of the lake. She smiled, shook her head, and giggled, mumbling to herself she fell for his wiles once more.

Toni Lester was a 38-year-old English teacher. Standing 5 feet, 4 inches, she first turned his head when she walked into the bookstore where he was signing his latest book. Whether it was her smile, her big blue sparkling eyes, her rather nice breasts that first garnered his attention, Toni did not care. All she knew is that she now had a lover. A lover that made her forget she was married. She had a lover that made her the center of the universe, a lover that made her feel loved, wanted, and like she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

He smiled as he made the short trip to the lake to wash off the wine. She was correct, he did love to see her in a bra, and he never grew tired of it. A giggle began in his throat as he reached the water. Although married and a successful writer, Sam Pettijohn was still giddy as a teenager whenever Toni and he were together. Through the last five months of their relationship, he has never had any regrets and has only looked forward to each and every time they were to meet.

The water was cold, meaning that he did have a good chance to remove most of the wine before it had a chance to stain. As he knelt on the back and ran the blouse through the spring-fed waters, Sam heard a twig break from somewhere behind. He quickly turned and saw a doe and fawn run on a deer path. He smiled as he watched mother and child stop momentarily to observe him before they continued their way down the well-used animal trail. Back to work, he thought to himself. He knew the quicker he was finished, the quicker he would be able to see Toni wearing her bra.

Toni loved being out in the sun. So much so, she quickly accepted Sam's invitation for a picnic lunch this morning, even though she was at work preparing to teach a summer literature class. Luckily she had an associate who was very willing to cover for her or she would have had to miss out on the sun and breeze. She kicked off her shoes and relaxed. She sighed heavily as she looked around and saw nature's beauty. As she closed her eyes to allow her other senses to enjoy summer's glory, a thought raced through her mind. A naughty thought.

Toni sat up and grinned evilly as she unhooked her bra. She thought momentarily of the consequences if a stranger had come upon her before she let the undergarment fall onto the blanket. Toni looked around cautiously before she stood. Reaching around, she began to unzip her skirt. She laughed as she thought of his reaction to her upon his return. Toni stepped out of the fallen skirt and worked her thumbs under her pantihose's waistband. Without reservation or pangs of guilt, she quickly pushed the undergarment down toward her knees. She stopped and raised one leg, pulling off the hosiery. She repeated it for the other leg.

The summer's hot breeze rushed across Toni's smooth, soft skin as she stood in her panties. Biting her bottom lip, still a bit shy, she inhaled deeply and pushed down her underwear. When she reached her knees, she stood up and shook them down. Playfully she took one leg then kicked them into the air with the other. She giggled as she caught them. Naked as the day she was born, Toni Lester was surprised, surprised this man, Sam Pettijohn, has made her perform acts, erotic acts, that she never before thought. 

And she was happy he did this to her.

"What are you doing?" a shocked Sam asked as he returned, her blouse more or less cleaned. He dropped it on the blanket and stared at the vision in front. She lay on the blanket, her soft white body exposed to the sun and to his eyes. 

"Well, what do you think?" she asked as she adjusted to give him a clear, unobstructed view of her smooth, shaven pussy. He stared more, a little drool coming to the right side of his mouth. "What's the matter, baby? Cat got your tongue?"

For a brief moment, Sam stood there, unable to speak. The blood was coursing through his body, excited by the sight of the naked woman before him. "I want my tongue to hold the cat," he devilishly answered as she slowly sank to his knees at her feet. She squirmed as he touched her thigh and crawled his way up her body.

Michelle finished her iced tea. She looked to her friend, and seeing Dawn had also finished, offered to refill hers as well. Dawn put her book down for a moment and smiled. She handed Michelle her glass and thanked her. Michelle smiled and turned with the two glasses. Slyly, Dawn watched Michelle walk to the cabin, her ass, so soft and naked, swaying with each step. 

Dawn was not bisexual, though she did like to see other naked women. It was just their softness, she reminded herself each time she was excited seeing another woman strip, whether it was at the gym, in a dressing room, or like this, sunbathing. She could feel a wetness begin between her thighs, and she tried her best to ignore the feeling. She resumed her reading, but the romance novel made that almost impossible. She closed the book, closed her eyes, and relaxed. She let her hands softly, slowly fall down her body, over her hardening nipples, to her thighs. Dawn was just raising her hands her legs and spreading her thighs when the clanking of ice cubes against glass roused her.

"Good nap?" Michelle asked playfully as she watched her coworker jump to reality. Dawn blushed when she realized Michelle saw what she was doing. Speechless, all she could answer with was a quick nod of the head.

Turning her head slightly, Michelle thought she heard something. "Did you hear something?" she asked Dawn as she quickly placed the drinks on the tables and reached for her towel. 

"Yes," Dawn answered as she stood and wrapped her towel around her body. "What is it?" the graphics designer asked as she looked to her friend for guidance.

"I'm not sure, sounds like someone is walking close," Michelle answered as they walked toward the house. Something in the back of her mind caused Dawn to stop and search the area for the source of the noise.

"Dawn, come here," Michelle said from the porch. "You don't know what is there," she added with more force. Dawn ignored her and walked cautiously to the beginning of a path. "Where does this go?" she asked Michelle as she pointed to the path.

"To an open meadow that we've used for picnics," Michelle answered.

"Hey, think someone is having one?" Dawn asked, tightening her towel and walking down the path. 

"Maybe," Michelle answered as she quickly ran to join her friend. Her towel fell as she stepped onto the path, landing in some weeds. 

"Come on," Dawn said as she turned to look for her friend. Noticing Michelle lost her towel, Dawn walked back to help her friend put the towel back around Michelle's 34-year-old body. Fighting the urge to feel a breast, Dawn suggested they walk quietly. "Never know what is ahead," she said as the two came close to the edge of the meadow.

"What are you doing?" Michelle asked as she walked Dawn, who had stopped just short of the meadow.

"Look," Dawn answered as she pointed to a blanket in the middle of the meadow. Michelle looked and her eyes opened wide. "Oh my god," she whispered breathlessly as she looked upon the scene.

A man, 5 feet, 9 inches when standing, his hair black with a hint of gray, and eyes as brown as chocolate, was laying across a woman, a naked woman. As they were kissing, she wrapped her legs around him. Dawn and Michelle could tell the woman was excited by this, because she was grinding her body against his.

"God that is so hot," Michelle whispered to her friend.

"Yes, it is," Dawn breathlessly answered.

"Oh my God, baby," Toni whispered to her lover. "I need you," she added as she felt his going appreciation of her naked body. His kisses where hot, they were passionate. But she needed more. "Come on baby," she said as she unwrapped her legs and put her hands on his shoulders.

Sam could take the hint. He stopped kissing her and began to trail his lips on her body. She moaned as he kissed her neck. She moaned louder as he trailed his tongue from her neck to her breasts. He took them in his hands and looked at them for a moment.

"So beautiful," he said before he placed his mouth on the left breast. She forced her chest into his mouth and placed her fingers in his hair.

"Suck them," she breathlessly commanded as he took it in his mouth. She began to moan as he sucked on her breast and ran his tongue across her nipple. She wrapped her legs around him as he placed a hand on her inner thigh.

"Oh my God," she whispered breathlessly as she felt his fingers move ever so slowly toward her wetness. She released her leg grip on him and welcomed his touch. She leaned her head back as her gently touched her labia. Toni slightly pushed her hips forward to meet his touch.

"I want you," Sam whispered as he released his mouth from her breast and removed his hand from her wetness. She stared at him, her lower lip quivering as he stood and began to remove his clothes. 

Toni smiled and adjusted herself as Sam slowly took off his shirt. As the hair on his chest became visible, her breathing became labored. She squirmed and slowly ran your hands over her body.

"Come on, baby," she whispered as she ran a hand over her left breast, making her nipple extend to its limit. He looked down as she placed her left hand over her clean-shaven pussy. Sam watched as she ran a finger through her swollen, red labia and pushed her hips forward. He then stopped disrobing as she pushed a finger into her wetness. "Hurry, baby," she moaned as she accepted freely her finger.

Sam flipped off his sneakers and quickly pushed his pants to the ground. He placed his thumbs under the boxer brief waistband as he stepped out of his fallen pants. He grinned evilly as he teasingly pushed down on his underwear. 

"Oh my," Toni said as her eyes saw his penis, engorged with blood with excitement.

"Oh my God," Michelle whispered as she watched the man take off his underwear, exposing his hardening cock. She was transfixed on it. Though she has seen others bigger, wider, this one struck her as the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. Michelle forgot about the world and stared at the man. She forgot about her struggle with her towel, she allowed it to fell to the ground.

"Yes," Dawn said as she watched the man drop onto his knees and kissed the woman's calf. She grinned knowingly as he kissed his way up her leg. "This is going to be good," she said to Michelle.

"Yes, it certainly is," Michelle answered as she became once more aware of her surrounds. She smiled at her friend as she realized she was naked again, but made no effort to cover herself. She moved her towel to a level piece of land and sat. Dawn took off her towel, placed it next to her friend, and sat.

"Oh God," Toni moaned as Sam's kisses reached her inner thigh. She reached down with her hands and placed them in his hair. She could not take his slow pace and wanted him to be kissing and licking her wetness. Toni tugged on his hair, and Sam got the hint.

"Impatient, my love?" he asked coyly as he leaned into her. He could feel the heat rise from her smooth, shaven pussy. He could see that she was excited, he could see the moisture come from her slit. He felt the heat of her passion, her desire for him. 

"Oh," she exhaled out as his warm lips touched her labia. She ran her fingers through his hair as he licked the wetness from around her slit and tasted her sweetness. Sam placed his hands on her butt and squeezed gently. She pushed her hips forward in an effort to get him to put his tongue inside. He giggled as he realized what she wanted.

"Oh God yes, baby," she cried out as he plunged his tongue deep inside. Toni arched her back and grabbed at the grass before she forced her hips forward. Her clit, swollen from her desire and lust, touched his face, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

"God, baby, do it," she exalted as she let go of the grass and grabbed his head. She forced him to stay inside of her, making him tongue fuck her. "Do it, baby," she cried as she felt more waves of pleasure build. "Go, I love you so much." 

Toni grabbed her ass harder and pushed himself against her hands and began to suck on her lips. The sweet tasting salt juices that surrounded the pink flesh made him suck harder: he loved her taste. Teasingly he played with her blood engorged clit, flicking his tongue over the button once or twice between long periods of sucking her labia.

Without a word uttered, Sam backed away to allow Toni to get off her back and onto her knees. He smiled wide as his face was inches for her smooth butt. Playfully he kissed it before her once more gave her wetness attention. 


In The Woods



Imagine this...

Our Wrangler bounces to a stop under the spreading branches of a stately sycamore along the banks of the stream we have been following. Almost five miles back we left the forest service road to follow this old logging trail. The trail ahead has been blocked by a very old landslide. "End of the road?" you ask with a smile as I look at you, soliciting your comments. "We'll just leave it here?" I ask, setting the emergency brake firmly. "As good a place as any...high enough from the water...the tree looks healthy enough" you reply as an experienced eye evaluates our parking place. Nodding my head in agreement, I swing my legs out of the driver's seat and stand on the grassy bank, stretching. The sun is still climbing and has yet to reach half it's zenith. The mountain air here is so crisp and clear you can almost drink it. You come up behind me and slip your arms around me gently, resting your chin on my shoulder. "It is so beautiful up here" you whisper in my ear. "Mmmmm" is my only response as my hands cover yours.

Fifteen minutes later, we have replaced the top on the jeep and shouldered our backpacks. The remains of the logging road veer from the stream a little ways ahead and the trailhead is yet beyond that. I watch your thighs and hips from behind as you climb over the landslide, admiring the smooth motions of your sleek muscles. We walk silently...observantly...up the overgrown road. The mountain wildlife scatters about us with our approach only to resettle a safe distance away, watching these invaders of their domain. They can't know we love their home as much as they do. A couple miles further, the broad white paint on the side of the old elm marks the trail head and we pause. A small rest here then we adjust our straps and tighten our boots before ascending the trail. Farther and higher and steeper, the trail winds along the mountain slope, snaking back and forth up the steep ascents. Deer are everywhere here in this undisturbed country. Wild turkeys break cover at our approach and fly noisily over the ridgeline. A young red fox darts up the hill in a flash of gold and rust. And ahead of me, quietly, almost reverently, my dark haired beauty drinks all of this in. 

Four hours later, we have made camp on a small rounded ridgeline. A rocky mountain brook nearby falls from a limestone shelf and plunges into a deep pool it has taken eons to carve. Around us, tall Douglas pines mix with the aspen to shelter us from wind and sun. This will be home for a few days so we take the time to make it comfortable. I build a clothes rack near the pool yet far enough from the spray to allow drying to occur and rig a bear line from which we will suspend our food. You carefully prepare our ground bed with soft twigs and pine needles, covered by swathes of thick moss. By late afternoon, all is well in hand and I begin our meal. Our conversation is light and carefree, the world of worries and concerns is a mile below us. After dinner, you do the dishes in the stream while I refill our water bottles. The water is crystal clear and ice cold. 

Now that all the chores are done, I take my evening clothes and a towel and return to the pool to wash up. In the background, I can hear your soft voice softly singing something whose words I can't quite make out. Quickly shedding my clothes and laying the towel atop them, I plunge into the freezing water. My adrenaline skyrockets in response and I wash and rinse quickly, very anxious to get out. I hear your laughter from the fire as I shiver and gasp. It only takes a few minutes to accomplish the necessity and I climb out to dry off. I can see the sun setting over your head and the smile on your face as you watch me towel my body dry and warm. "It is very cold" I explain and you just smile "You poor baby!" 

Redressed now, I return to the campsite and you walk to the pool, kissing my blue lips as you pass. Enlarging the fire to regain my warmth, I look up to see your nude figure stepping from your shorts. Your beautifully tanned skin, soft full curves, and crowning glory of long thick tresses catches my heart in my chest and makes my loins tighten. I am still watching you as you step carefully into the crystal water. Gracefully, without a gasp or shiver, as if your body welcomes its icy embrace. Quickly, I stuff our hiking clothes in the bear bag and walk to the rig to secure it. As I return to the fire, I am struck again with awe as you rise majestically from the water, one hand holding your hair above the pool, the other light splashing the last of the soap from you. As you stand, you let your hair fall and step from the pool, walking to me. The setting sun and flickering firelight cast an ephemerally bronze light upon you as you approach me with smooth easy strides and a devilish smile on your lips. I reach for your towel and envelop you in it as you reach the fire, only now realizing how complete the illusion you cast was. You are freezing!! I rub the towel over you vigorously and guide you to stand near the fire.

Soon you are dry enough and the towel falls, though my hands continue to caress and touch you. The fire warms your front as my close presence behind you and my warm flowing hands do the rest. Your hands reach over your head and grasp me, pulling my lips to your neck. I obey readily, kissing your skin, tasting you as my hands sweep up and cup your full breasts. I bite gently as my fingers and thumbs fondle your swelling nipples. Your ass presses against my groin as you arch your back at my touch. Slowly, I descend to my knees behind you...licking...touching...kissing...caressing...biting. My face slides against your smooth ass as my hands urge you to spread your legs. Lowering my face even further, I continue...kissing...teasing...licking...till my tongue begins to caress your wet folds. Gently, yet insistently, my tongue slips along each lip, teasing it, unfolding it...up and down...both sides...opening your soft tender place like a flower blossoming to the sun. I can feel your knees trembling now and I guide you to the ground beside me, to sit on the discarded towel. 

We kiss now...tenderly...at first...before the hunger builds...the passion rising in our hearts translating into feverish and trembling kisses...our lips caressing...tasting...becoming one organ shared between us. Hurriedly we both shed my shirt, your fingers exploring my chest hair as I shift to remove my pants. As they drop, you pull me close, kissing my belly...nuzzling down to my groin. You push me to my back and grasp my swollen member, lightly stroking its length. With a cascade of firelit highlights in your hair, your head drops and you engulf me with your warm sucking mouth. I can feel every pull...every touch of your tongue. You suck me with smooth wet motions, quietly at first but then more noisily as your intensity increases. I can tell what you want by the ferocity of your tongue and mouth and hand and I begin to tremble. The swelling in my balls increases and I release it. My hips buck forward as I cry out into the darkening night and the first thick stream of hot white cum explodes in your mouth. My cry becomes a strangled groan as stream after stream shoots deep into your softly, hungrily sucking mouth. You keep sucking as my load diminishes and my breath returns, my body still convulsing at your command...you still swallowing the essence we have shared. You lift your face finally, your lips wet and swollen, slick from my cum and we kiss again. Tasting me on your lips.

Now I take over and guide you to your back, kneeling between your legs. My eyes gaze upon your naked beauty as you slowly stretch in the firelight. Your skin reflects the flames with gold and bronze highlights across your shoulder, your belly, your breasts. Your eyes search my face… finding mine, smiling so very sweetly. My eyes drop to the beckoning wetness between your thighs and I lick my lips. There is such heat emanating from you there...soft...dark heat. I savor it's glow. I lower my mouth to you now, to your private treasure. Not yet touching...just near...you can feel my breath upon your soft pubic hair as I exhale softly. I lower myself further and brush my face against those soft ringlets. My mouth opens...my tongue searches, finding the first fold of your very wet pussy. I taste you...delicately. My tongue slowly travels down the length...slowly licking...tracing it with my tongue...tasting you. My hand steals in and gently probes at your pussy's sweet hole. As I lick...up...and down... the folds of your delicious labia, a finger traces the outer rim of your vagina...slipping in...and out...and in... and around. Over and over again as I keep licking and licking you.

Lifting my chin, my tongue climbs higher...finding the pearl of your clitoris as it stands exposed to my attention. Touching...barely...then harder...before my tongue starts to draw slow easy circles around your button. I look up and see you watching me. I keep my eyes locked on your face as I lick faster and harder...my fingers dipping into your vagina deeper now. I lower my lips and suck your clit into my mouth and gently pull at it. My tongue swirls around and over it as it lies trapped between my sucking lips. I suck and lick harder and faster...my finger drive in faster and deeper. You hips begin to thrust up to meet me, shoving your pussy into my hungry mouth. I reach up your side to find your swollen breasts. Caressing them as I suck your clit deeper into my mouth. My fingers and thumb find your nipple and squeeze it...twisting it...pulling it. I whisper that I want you to come into my mouth.

I keep sucking your clit and licking it...releasing it... flicking the tip of my tongue across it...sucking it again. My fingers fucking you smoothly...timing their thrusts with the movement of your hips...your movements become more and more frantic...driving your clit into my mouth and your pussy back onto my thrusting fingers as I twist and torment your nipples. I taste a flood of honeyed nectar spill into my mouth from your clit. A moan begins deep in your belly...I can feel the vibration thru your clit before I hear it...and grows in tone and volume until it escapes as a gasping scream and you frantically drive your throbbing pussy against my sucking and licking lips and tongue. My left hand leaves your breasts to hold you down and I continue to suck on your clit and drive my fingers deep within you. Your come spills into my mouth and I drink it...tasting you...swallowing you. As your movements become less frantic...I remove my mouth from your wetness and lift it to you. We kiss hungrily, your lips and tongue devouring every trace of your juice from my lips. And as we kiss, while your pussy is still pulsing, I drive up inside you! Your eyes blink open wide in shock and then narrow in sexual thrill as my burning hard shaft splits you wide. I soften our kiss and hold still...feeling you convulse around me. 

Then, as you calm down a little, I begin to thrust my hips slowly...gently...slipping my length into your wetness. I lift myself up on my arms and looked down at your so beautiful face, your eyes closed...feeling my movements inside of you. I watch you intently, picking up speed...driving in further and faster and harder, until I am pumping deep into your pussy. I begin to drive my raging erection into your wetness over and over again. Harder and faster. Deeper and stronger. And deeper. And harder. And faster. My balls slap against your ass as the tempo reaches it's peak and the head of my cock pounds into the deepest parts of you. Your eyes close and then mine as I concentrate entirely upon pleasing you. On maintaining this bonding, this connection with you. So hard...so fast...so deep...so hot. Your eyes open and your lips beckon me. I drop into your arms and our lips instantly...liquidly...melt together. 

I lower my face further, to bring your tender nipples to my mouth. Gently at first, I suck one into my mouth and lick it with my tongue before moving to the other. Sucking...licking... laving...again and again. I can feel my balls tightening into hard rocks and my cock swelling ever larger and harder. I look down and see the thick engorged rod of my cock pumping into your hungry pussy while your fingers begin to rub your clit frantically. You look at me with eyes wild with lust as my balls signal their impending release. Your movements are becoming more and more frantic and wild and I know that you know. Our eyes are locked together...our souls fused into one. I whisper "Come for me, sweetheart. Come now and I will, too. I'm ready now, lover. Come with me, baby, come on. Come on my cock!. I want you to...you know I do...I'm waiting on you, little one!"

You cry out and start to buck wildly as my cock pounds deep inside you. Still staring into my eyes, the muscles of your sweet pussy grip my cock with inhuman strength as you begin to convulse...my exploding cock releases its first stream deep inside you. Your orgasm merges with mine, sweeping us away, our groans animal-like in our mutual release...my balls emptying themselves in long jets into your searing flesh. As the throes of our mutual orgasm fade, I slowly, weakly, descend into your arms and collapse there...in your loving embrace. Each heart conforming to the rhythm of the other...together...one flesh...one spirit.



In The Woods



"Well, it's a good thing you got rid of him," Mia said.

Ellen didn't answer. They walked in silence for a minute, following the path among the tall trees. Summer had finally come - they could both see and smell it. It was a hot day, but pleasantly cool here in the woods.

"What I don't get," Ellen said, brushing aside her long blonde hair, "is how you can stand being single?"

"Hey," Mia laughed, "just because I'm single, it doesn't mean I don't go out with guys. I do - and you should, too."

"Yeah," Ellen muttered. "I know."

They were two beautiful women in their late twenties - Ellen the tall blonde, and Mia slightly shorter with a black pageboy hairdo. Even in their walking boots, they managed to look pretty sexy. Ellen wore a short summer dress; Mia had a short black skirt on and a t-shirt, revealing her shapely breasts.

"What was that?" Mia suddenly said.

"Where?" Ellen looked around.

"Oh - it's gone now. But I swear a saw... a man."

Ellen laughed.

"Yeah, you're always seeing men, aren't you?"

"I'm serious," Mia protested. "He was right there."

They walked on, the dead leaves rustling beneath their feet. And suddenly, they both saw something moving behind the trees.

"There," Ellen exclaimed. "You were right. It was like someone saw us coming, and ran away."

They stood quietly, listening for footsteps. But the only sounds were the wind in the trees and the birds singing in the distance.

"Let's go," Mia said and ran into the woods. "Let's find him."

"Wait," Ellen said, running after her. "It could be... dangerous."

Mia didn't answer. She just kept on running, way from the footpath, into the dark woods. Ellen ran after her. And there, in the dark, between the trees, they saw him and froze.

The man stood stark naked in front of them, stroking his erect cock. Mia and Ellen stared at him in amazement.

"My god," Mia whispered.

He was a welt-built man in his thirties, smiling as he shamelessly presented his growing erection to the two women. His cock was long and hard, and he masturbated in a slow, sensuous rhythm.

Ellen had turned her head and wanted to run away, but Mia seemed transfixed by this stranger's cock, couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Do you like what you see?" the man asked teasingly.

"Oh god, yes," Mia answered.

The man stared at Mia, still stroking his cock.

"Then come and get it," he said.

Ellen watched Mia as she stepped forward and fell to her knees in front of the naked man.

"No," Ellen said.

But Mia opened her mouth to him and let the tip of her tongue lick the underside of his stiff cock. His hand was forcing his powerful erection down to let it receive Mia's treatment. He pulled back his foreskin and she licked around the swelling, bluish head, wetting it with saliva. 

Grunting, the man thrust his hips forward, letting his cock slide into Mia's mouth. She sucked it greedily, feeling the strength of his erection as he started pumping it in and out of her mouth. Slowly, carefully, the naked man fucked her mouth, as Mia tasted the clear liquid oozing out of the tip of his cock.

Ellen stepped closer, fascinated by the sight of her friend kneeling down on the ground, giving a naked man a blowjob in the middle of the woods. Ellen saw his hard cock glisten as it slid in and out of Mia's wet, sucking mouth. 

Mia was touching herself now, her right hand massaging her clit under the short skirt, and Ellen heard her moaning as she sucked the man's cock.

The naked man looked at Ellen.

"Do you like to watch that?" he asked her. "Watch your lovely friend suck my cock?"

Ellen just stared at him, but she had to admit to herself that it did in fact turn her on.

"Do me a favor," he said. "Lick her pussy."

Then he pulled out of Mia's mouth, placed her on her back on the ground and pulled up her skirt. 

"No," Ellen said.

"Yes, please," Mia moaned. "Do it. I want to feel your tongue in my pussy."

"Down on your knees," the man commanded. 

And hesitantly, Ellen knelt down between Mia's legs.

"Pull off her panties," the man said, stroking his long, hard cock.

Ellen pulled Mia's black silk panties down over her hiking boots and threw them aside, exposing her shaven slit. Mia panted with excitement.

"Now lick that pussy," then man hissed. 

And Ellen went down on all fours, her trembling fingers stroking Mia's labia.

"Oh, god," Mia screamed at her friend's touch.

Facing Ellen, the man now straddled Mia's face. His erect cock was pointing straight up, but forcing it down with both hands he managed to guide it into Mia's open mouth.

The man felt Mia's wet mouth sucking his cock, as he watched the blushing Ellen play with her friend's pussy. She gently massaged Mia's clit, making her quiver with pleasure. Then, slowly, she inserted a finger into Mia's pussy, sliding it back and forth. Ellen's finger was dripping wet with Mia's love juices, as she moved it in and out of her soft crevice.

"Taste it," the man whispered, pumping his cock in and out of Mia's mouth. 

And looking him straight in the eye, Ellen licked her finger.

"Like the taste?" he said. "Now lick that pussy."

Ellen spread Mia's legs apart and thrust her wet tongue deep into her pussy. Mia arched her back in ecstasy, letting out a cry muffled by the huge cock in her mouth. The man cursed, almost knocked off balance by Mia's violent movements. Grabbing her arms, he held her body firmly on the ground, letting his cock slide in and out of her mouth.

Ellen started licking Mia's pussy, savoring the spicy taste of her friend's juices. And watching the blonde girl's tongue servicing Mia's hairless snatch made the man even more excited. His stiff cock was throbbing wildly in Mia's mouth.

Mia was shaking all over. The man could feel her climax approaching and pulled out of her mouth. Masturbating, he watched Ellen lick her out. He longed to hear her cry out in ecstasy.

"Oh God," Mia moaned, "Oh yes, it's so good."

"Make her come," the man commanded, stroking his long, hard cock. "Lick that pussy."

Again, Ellen thrust her tongue deep into Mia's moist slit, pushing it in and out in a hard, relentless rhythm, finally bringing Mia over the edge.

"Aaah," Mia screamed, grabbing Ellen's hair and pressing her face against her pussy. "Yeeeaah." 

As the orgasm hit her, she threw herself around on the ground, rubbing her back and her naked ass against the earth and the dead leaves, her cries of lust echoing among the trees.

Gasping loudly, Ellen pulled her head back and knelt between Mia's legs, watching her. The man stood above them, loving every minute. His stiff cock twitched involuntarily, as he masturbated at the sight.

"Take off your dress," he told Ellen. 

And without a word the blonde stood up and pulled the dress over her head. Then she pulled down her panties and stood naked in front of the man, showing off her body to him. 

Ellen had beautiful, firm breasts, and the blonde bush on her pussy was neatly trimmed. Still stroking his rigid cock, the man grunted at the sight of her nakedness. Then he lay down on his back on the ground, his stiff cock pointing straight up at the treetops.

"Come here," he said. "I want to fuck you."

Ellen stood over him, her feet on either side of his hips. Using both hands, she parted her labia, letting the man glimpse the wet, pink insides of her love muscle.

"Do you want this pussy?" she asked him. "Do you?"

The man was breathing hard, the clear liquid running down the sides of his stiff, twitching cock. Slowly, Ellen lowered her pelvis, only letting the swollen tip of his penis slide in between her pussy lips, teasing him. She felt him throbbing inside her, as she rocked gently back and forth.

"Oooh," she purred. 

Then she looked at him. His eyes were wide open and he was drooling, almost mad with desire. 

Ellen placed her hands on his hairy chest and sat down on his cock, letting the long, hard shaft penetrate her pussy. She gasped as she felt the length and stiffness of the man's erection. Then she started moving up and down, making his cock slide in and out of her juicy snatch. The man watched her lovely breasts bouncing, as her moist pussy rode up and down on his cock.

Mia was standing beside them, watching the man's long cock entering Ellen's pussy again and again, getting wetter with each thrust. 

"You," the man said. "Come here. I want to taste your pussy."

Mia had removed her skirt, and facing Ellen, she straddled the man's face. She felt his fat tongue probing her flesh and she groaned with pleasure. Grabbing her thighs, the man eagerly started licking her, his tongue lapping greedily against her labia. Moaning with desire, Mia rubbed her slit against his mouth, as he swallowed the hot juices flowing from her pussy.

"Aaah, yes," she cried out. "It's so fucking good. Lick that pussy. Yes!"

Breathing heavily, Ellen rode the man's cock, opening her wet sex to his powerful rod. It was hard as steel now, making her tremble with pleasure as it probed the inner surfaces of her tender pussy.

The women looked at each other, both of them gasping, flushed with animal lust. The man's stiff cock and thirsty mouth drove them ever closer to their climax. Ellen leaned forwards and kissed Mia. The women parted their lips, letting their tongues meet and play lovingly with each other. The women moaned. Mia could taste her own pussy on Ellen's tongue.

Their kiss seemed to excite the man even more. His cock swelled to an incredible stiffness, as he started pounding it in and out of Ellen's pussy. Mia felt him sucking hard at her clit, drinking her love juices, even biting gently into her labia.

"Aaah," the women cried out in unison.

A few more of his brutal thrusts, and Ellen felt the orgasm washing over her. She held still, feeling his cock stretching the tender flesh of her pussy as Mia grabbed her naked breasts, caressing them. Then, arching her back and throwing her head back, she let out a loud scream of pleasure.

As Ellen clenched her hot love muscle around the man's swollen cock, Mia felt him grunting loudly between her thighs. Driven over the edge by Ellen's orgasm, he finally gave in. With a wild yell, he started pumping his thick semen into Ellen's pussy. Powerful jets of hot spunk kept shooting out of his jerking cock, as he threw himself about on the ground, kicking his heels in ecstasy.

The women kissed again, Ellen moaning quietly as her orgasm subsided. Then the man pulled out of Ellen and pushed them both away. The women sat down on the ground, Ellen naked except for her walking boots, Mia still wearing her t-shirt. 

The man stood up, his cock dripping wet with his and Ellen's juices, and still as hard as a bone. He grabbed it with both hands and started masturbating, as the two women stared at him in amazement.

"But..." Mia said. "How can you...? You just..."

The man laughed. He massaged his cock harder, jerking off wildly in front of the two women.

"Control," he said, panting. "Watch... this... aaah..."

With a few more strokes, the man drove himself to another orgasm. Pointing his stiff cock straight at Mia, he started ejaculating again. He grunted like a beast, as jet after jet of hot, white semen burst out of his twitching cock, spattering Mia's t-shirt with globs of sticky come.

"Aaah," he groaned, clenching his dripping cock in one hand. 

Still, his erection hadn't subsided.

Fascinated, Ellen stared at his hard, twitching cock, still glistening wet from her love juice. Mia looked down at her t-shirt, amazed at the amount of sperm the man had produced the second time around.

"Take that off," he whispered to her, and she removed the wet t-shirt, revealing her large, shapely breasts. 

The man stared at them, stroking his cock again. 

Ellen stood up and pushed Mia onto the ground. She made her lie face down, naked except for her walking boots and her legs spread.

"Come here," Ellen said, and the man came over, holding his stiff cock, and squatted down right above Mia's ass. 

His cock stood straight out, and he had to grab it with both hands to force it downwards, pointing it towards Mia's ass.

"Now get ready for this," he snarled, placing the tip of his cock against her rectum.

"Nooo," Mia pleaded, but Ellen stifled her whimpering with a passionate kiss. 

Mia held onto Ellen as the man's hips thrust forward, burying his hard cock inside her ass.

"Aaah," she screamed. 

The man slowly let his cock slide almost all the way out of her ass, then slowly back in again, stretching the tender muscles of her rectum. Over and over he slid his cock out and then in. Ellen watched closely, as the rigid shaft exposed itself, only to force itself back deep into her friend's tight ass. Mia whimpered and gasped for air, digging her fingers into the earth.

"Yeah," Ellen whispered. "Fuck her ass."

Her fingers stroked her pussy, making her writhe with pleasure as she watched.

Drops of sweat formed on the man's body, ran down his torso and dripped like salty rain onto Mia's naked back. His hands grabbed her ass-cheeks, spreading them apart. Closing his eyes in concentration, he drove his stiff tool into her ass again and again.

"Play with your pussy," he gasped. 

The man pulled back a few inches, allowing Mia to lift her pelvis off the ground and slide her hand in beneath her pussy. He watched as she gently slid her fingers across her labia - and as she started masturbating, he resumed fucking her ass. He started pounding her harder and faster, burying the entire length of his stiff weapon in her tight ass with each powerful thrust.

Ellen was masturbating, two, watching her friend helpless at the mercy of this wild man's erection. But listening to Mia whimper quietly, eyes closed - and watching her as she eagerly massaged her hardened, pink clit -- Ellen realized that Mia's climax was approaching.

Naked, face down on the soft earth, Mia was being driven towards orgasm by a stranger, fucking her ass with his long, stiff cock. Moaning loud, she forced two fingers into her soaking wet slit and started sliding them in and out of her pussy, in time with the man relentlessly fucking her ass.

"Ohmigod, Ohmigod," she gasped, finger-fucking herself faster and faster. 

Her juice trickled from her glistening fingers, dripping onto the earth below her.

"Yeahhh," the man roared, as he drove his bone-hard cock into Mia's ass again and again, "I want you to come with my cock up your ass!"

As Mia masturbated herself into a sexual frenzy, the man pulled back and suddenly froze, leaving only the tip of his cock stretching her rectum. Then suddenly he thrust forward, burying the entire length of his rigid shaft in her ass.

"Like that!" he shouted.

"Aaah" Mia screamed, from pain and surprise. 

Ellen fingered the folds of her juicy flesh. This was hot.

Slowly the man pulled back again, waited a few seconds, sweating and breathing hard, Mia still stroking her pussy. Again he thrust forward, impaling her tender ass with his stiff cock.

"And that!" he yelled.

"Ohhh," she sobbed, masturbating, her pretty face pressed against the soft earth. 

The man kept on repeating the procedure: Pulling back, a few seconds of unbearable hesitation, then the powerful thrust, forcing his bone-hard cock all the way into her ass, punctuated by his angry shouts of "Yeah!" - "Again!" -- "Had enough?" -- "Like that?"

One more brutal stroke of the man's cock, and suddenly Ellen saw Mia's entire body tremble with ecstasy.

"Oooh," she whimpered, burying her fingers in her overflowing crevice.

"Yeah," the man grunted, keeping his cock buried in Mia's ass, savoring her orgasm as she collapsed on the earth, panting and moaning quietly. 

Then, finally, he pulled his erect cock out of her ass. He turned to Ellen, showing off his long, twitching tool to her as he began jerking off.

Quickly he grabbed both women by their hair and pulled them towards him. He made them kneel down, as he stood above them, masturbating his hard, swollen cock.

Ellen had one hand between her legs, the other massaged her breast hard, as she, too, drove herself to her climax.

"Ahhh," she whispered, as the orgasm hit her. 

Shivering, she held onto the man's muscular thigh to steady herself. And through misty eyes, she saw him start to ejaculate again.

"Ohhh," he roared, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

He let go of his cock, and the women watched it twitching wildly, as long, hard jets of semen shot from its bulging head. 

Ellen and Mia both opened their mouths, trying to catch some of the sperm, spurting from the man's jerking love tool. Some they licked up, but long sprays of spicy come shot several feet into the air, spattering onto the dead leaves.

Finally it was all over. The man's cock got softer, until it hung long, thick and still wet between his thighs.

"That was wonderful," Ellen said.

"Yeah," Mia agreed. "I came harder than ever."

The naked man looked at them, like he'd never seen them before. Then he turned around and ran into the woods again, his big, glistening cock dangling between his legs. The women watched him, until he suddenly disappeared among the trees.

Slowly, they put their clothes back on. Then they walked back the way they had come, again listening to the birdsong and the rustling of the leaves above them. They walked in silence for several minutes, shaking their heads, not knowing what to make of it all.

Finally, Ellen broke the silence.

"Men!" she said. 



In the Woods



I'm riding alone in the wood. It's early evening and just starting to get dark. I stop by a large tree and leave my bike on the ground while I sit on a low branch to fish lights out of my bag. It's been a long hard ride, the muscles in my legs and bum ache and my skin glistens with sweat. A breeze whispers through the trees, pleasantly cool on my damp shoulders.

I hear the snap of a branch behind me and turn to see who's there. I can't see anyone so I assume it was an animal of some kind. As I turn back to my bag, the hair on the back of my neck prickles as though someone is standing right behind me. I ignore it. The wood is deserted, and peaceful. The ground is soft from recent rain but today has been dry and warm. I'm tired but alert as I sit there, my mind still sharp though my body is fatigued.

I feel the prickling sensation on the back of my neck a second time. Scared to turn around, I can almost feel your breath on the back of my neck. I freeze as you reach out and touch my bare shoulder, stroking your hand down my arm. You lean in behind me, kissing my neck and reaching around to take my breast in your hand. I relax as I realise it's you. I'd know the touch of your fingers anywhere. 

My nipple hardens as you gently squeeze it between your fingertips. Your tongue caresses my neck and shoulders, tracing small circles on my moist skin as your fingers circle my nipples. I breathe in sharply as your teeth sink into the soft flesh of my neck. I lean back into you as you suck my flesh, leaving your mark on me. I can feel you pressing into my back as one hand strokes my leg, slowly moving towards the heat at my centre, but always staying away.

I moan softly in disappointment as you stop touching me. But it's only so you can move round in front of me. You're naked from the waist up, your t-shirt discarded on the ground behind us. I can see the bulge of your hard cock under your shorts.

You push my knees apart and move between my legs. One hand goes under my t shirt to my breast, the other slides under the waistband of my shorts to roughly grab my ass. I wrap my legs around your waist as you pull my body against yours, your tongue in my mouth as you kiss me, your cock stiff between my legs.

You break off the kiss long enough to pull my top over my head. You unclip my bra and let it fall to the floor, my breasts pressing against you. You start to move against me, your cock rubbing my pussy through my shorts, my nipples rubbing against your chest as you pull me close and kiss me deeply and passionately. 

You bend and take a nipple in your mouth, flicking it with your tongue. I lower myself off the branch so I can slip my hand into your shorts and take your firm cock in my fist. Your hips move in time as I start to pump up and down, your dick grows even harder under my hand. Your tongue on my nipple sends shivers of pleasure to my pussy, my juices flowing freely as your hands explore my back and ass.

I step out of my shorts as you slide them over my firm, round ass, my fingers already undoing your buttons to send your own to the ground. I shiver slightly as you run your hands down each side of my body, hooking your fingers into the waistband of my scarlet underwear but leaving them in place. Your lips and tongue trace a path between my breasts and down over my stomach. You gently push me backwards so I'm leaning against the branch, giving you a better angle to kiss between my legs, your lips feeling how wet I am beneath my underwear. I wind my fingers into your hair as your tongue begins to probe my pussy through the thin fabric, sending a warmth spreading throughout my body.

Finally, you pull my panties down over my hips, exposing a neatly trimmed strip of hair above my pussy. Your tongue moves slowly up my slit, relishing the taste of my desire for you. With long, almost lazy strokes, you lick me, just lightly brushing my clit at the top of each stroke. You start to increase your pace in response to my moans, varying the rhythm and the pressure as the heat rises inside me. My fingers tighten in your hair as you start to concentrate on my clit, alternating tight, hard circles with light flicks of your tongue. My muscles begin to tense as my orgasm starts to build and you respond by thrusting a finger into my hot, wet hole. My eyes close and I lean back further as your finger curls to rub my g-spot while you suck my clit. All I am aware of is you between my legs as my clit starts pulsating and my vagina tightens around your finger. I cry out as I start to climax, but you keep thrusting into me with your finger, you keep up the pressure with your tongue, dragging out my orgasm as long as you can.

Just as I feel I can't stand it any longer, you lift me up and slam me back against the tree trunk. Your cock finds my opening wet and ready for you, there is a fiery passion in your eyes as you thrust into me. My legs wrap around your waist and I reach above me to grab a higher branch as you slow your pace, sliding almost all the way out of me before slamming back in. Your hands clasp my ass, pulling me towards you as you thrust into my pussy. I tighten around your dick as you fuck me harder and faster, I cry out my pleasure with each long, hard stroke. The bark of the tree trunk scores my back, but all I care about is your thick, hard cock, sliding in and out of my tight pussy.

You lean into me and sink your teeth into my neck, the pain mixing with the pleasure radiating from my pussy. My arms wrap around your neck as you lift me away from the tree trunk. Still thrusting your cock into me, you lower us both to the ground until I'm straddling you as you lie in the soft earth beneath the trees. I dig my fingernails into your chest as I grind my hips on your dick, rubbing my clit against you as I fuck you. You reach up to grab my breasts, pulling me towards you so you can take them in your mouth. You lick and suck my nipples, massaging my big, supple tits with your deft fingers. I start to increase my pace on your dick, lifting my hips almost fully off before slamming my pussy into you. 

Your eyes lock on mine as I curl my fingers through yours, raising your arms above your head and holding them there as my hips bounce up and down, faster and harder as I see the look in your eyes that means you're getting close. 

I adjust my angle slightly so that the head of your cock slides over my g-spot with every stroke and I soon find myself teetering on the brink of my second orgasm. Your fingers tighten on mine and I know you're close too. I watch your eyes roll back as I squeeze your dick in my pussy, maintaining my quick thrusts. Your hips are thrusting upwards in time with mine, you're breathing heavily, you're about to release...

I pull away from you just in time to take your throbbing, coming cock in my mouth. Your come fills my mouth and I swallow, licking the excess off the tip of your dick as you lie still, savouring your release. I lean over and press myself against you. My lips still taste of your come as I kiss you. You wrap your arms around me and kiss back, your tongue deep in my mouth.

Finally, we recover enough to realise that it is now properly dark. The stars twinkle above in a clear sky as we retrieve our clothes and begin the long ride home.



In the Woods



There is something about the deep woods, even at mid-day, which is almost mysterious. Very little sunlight filters through - and you have the impression it’s almost twilight.

They walked holding hands, kissing, pretending to be teenagers. Before she met Denis, Katherine thought her life was boring. She went to work, visited dance clubs, read soft and not-so-soft core porn on the Internet, and wondered what it would be like to do serious discipline and bondage.

Denis changed that – took Katherine out of her fantasy world - introduced her to a whole new level of reality. Katherine loved to read his stories of bondage and disciple. They always aroused her, although he sometimes left her suspended, tormented, unfulfilled - waiting for an orgasm – needing to touch herself – needing those brief moments of private pleasure.

Katherine was not a virgin. Over the years she had her share of men and had sampled most of the conventional sexual practices. And recently, in a moment of bravery, she let another boyfriend tie her up, first her arms behind her back, and then another set of ropes around her breasts, before using his hands and a vibrator to bring her to an incredible orgasm.

They drove from Phoenix to Prescott on a Saturday morning. After a summer in the Valley, the cool mountain air was a welcome relief. Denis seemed to be following road signs, and soon they were entering a National Forest. He parked the car in a deserted location and asked Katherine to take off her underwear.

“Leave your panties in the car,” he told Kat after she had wriggled out of them. “You won’t need them for a while.”

Kat loved it when he told her to undress. Quickly she stuffed her panties into the glove compartment and got out of the car. Denis locked the door and started towards the woods and Kat had to scamper to catch up. She had no idea what was going to happen.

They walked for a while, holding hands, as Denis led Kat deeper and deeper into the forset. She wasn’t sure if it was by accident or design, but he found a birch tree and cut off three branches.

“The English love to punish their children with the birch, almost as much as they love canning them. If we ever go to there, to England or Scotland, we’ll have to find a store that still sells rattan canes. It will be something to play with some quiet evening at a cottage in the country.”

Kat watched as he set to work, stripping off the side shoots. When he was finished, all that was left was were the main stems, just over two feet long, very whippy. Katherine could see why he had chosen them. Buds had started to form along each, several inches apart. Each bud was thicker than the rest of the branch, and she was sure he chose them to leave marks on her ass.

When he was finished, Denis took her in his arms again, held her tightly, her arms behind her back, kissed her deeply. Through his trousers she could feel his erection.

“I’m only going to give you three today. I’ll probably never hit you again, unless you ask me to. But I want you to remember our first time, your first submission.”

They walked some more, finally came to the tree trunk. He asked her to bend over, to rest on her hands, to support herself, on the trunk. Denis lifted her skirt, stroked the backs of her legs from mid-thigh up. Kat’s skin was smooth; she had shaved her legs that morning in anticipation, something else to please him.

“Please, open your legs a little.”

Katherine inched her legs apart to give him better access. There was a cool breeze blowing through the forest, as his warm fingers began their invasion. Slowly, in and out, not too deep, first one finger, then two. Then his two fingers, wet with her juice, slowly circling her clitoris.

“Hmmmm.”

“You like that?” Denis asked. Kat wiggled her ass to let him know it was a silly question.

Denis stopped for a moment, stepped directly behind her. Kat could again feel his erection.

“It would be very easy to have you now, like this, in this position.”

At that moment, he could have fucked her swinging from a tree.

“But not today, my sweet. The first time I’m inside of you, it will be in a room, in a bed, face to face, when I can see your every response. You will be bound, as I know you will want to be, and you will be ready to receive me.”

Then he did something Kat had hoped for. He used one hand to spread her bottom, and one finger of the other to tease her. First it was just the lightest touch against the pucker of her asshole. Denis used just his finger tip, the middle finger, moving in a very slow circle. He stopped for a moment, into her pussy to wet his finger again, and then to slowly enter her.

At first, he didn’t go very deep. But he kept up the circular motion, teasing her, opening her.

“Oh, G-d, please?”

“Deeper?” From her Bondage profile Denis knew that Katherine was very anal, but you never know how women will respond the first time you touch them there, in that intimate place.

“Yes, please, deeper.”

“Just a little bit deeper, now, today. Maybe later, when we get back to the city, I’ll put something thicker than my finger back there.

“Hmmmmm.” Kat liked that idea.

Then Denis’s next request. “Please lean forward. Legs together, knees straight. Bend your elbows a little, I want your ass as high as possible.”

Katherine moved into the uncomfortable position. He adjusted her skirt, exposing her from waist to toes.

“Now be very still. I’m only going to give you three.”

She heard the hiss as the birch cut through the air, and then the immediate searing pain as it cut across her bottom.

“Ahh!”

“Only two more.”

Then the sound again, and the more insistent pain.

“Ahhh!”

“Shush. In England, school girls routinely take a dozen. Only one more for now. Straighten your legs, please. I want you to really feel this one.”

The sound again, and the searing pain as he cut into her, cut into the fullest part of her bottom.

“Ahhhh!”

“All over. Just don’t move for a moment longer. Let the pain sink in. That way you’ll enjoy the next part even more.”

Katherine could feel the welts starting to form, mostly on her right side. Did school girls really take a dozen with the birch? What next part?

He asked her to stand up, as he stood in back of her. Kat was a big girl. When she wore flat shoes he was two inches taller; in a long dress and her ‘fuck me’ pumps with the ankle straps, they were the same height. Then he put his arms around her, held her arms crossed across her spectacular 38-D chest, held her very tight. Tenderly he kissed the back of her neck.

“That was very brave of you. For that you deserve a reward. But you need to trust me for what I have in mind. You know I would never put you in danger or ever really hurt you.”

Katherine wasn’t sure what to say. It felt so good, being in his arms, feeling so protected. And he did promise a reward.

“Please, put your hands behind your back. Stand very still.”

If he had brought rope, he couldn’t have brought very much. Katherine felt a sense of fear, but also excitement. She could still feel his erection, and the wetness between her legs had never gone away.

She did trust him, so Kat put her hands behind her back, not knowing what to expect. Then she felt the cold metal as he put the cuff on one wrist.

“These are police issue handcuffs. I have one key at home, if we really need it, and you can hold the other key in your hand. Your other wrist, please.”

She shivered in excitement, felt the wetness increase, brought her wrists together. When the other cuff was in place, he put the key into the palm of her hand.

“Hold it tightly.”

Then he turned her around, lifted her skirt in the back, and motioned her to sit on the trunk of the tree. It was very rough on her bruised bottom.

“Your bottom will hurt less if you sit very very still.”

Then he raised her skirt in front, asked her to open her legs so he could see her.

“I’m very partial to blondes, especially when the collar and cuffs match.”

Katherine blushed. This was the first time he had seen her pussy.

“You look very pretty like that, very aroused. I think you understand I can’t wait any longer.”

He spread a handkerchief on the ground in front of her, knelt down between her legs. In this position, she was totally exposed, totally open. She tried to close her legs but he wouldn’t let her.

“You’re embarrassed by all this, but at the same time, it excites you.” It was a statement, not a question.

Without waiting for an answer, he kissed her for the first time, first high on the inside of one thigh, then directly on her pussy. What a dear sweet man. Then he used his tongue, slowly, to invade her. Over and over, with his tongue, in and out. Oh, G-d, she liked that.

“Ahhhh!”

This time it was not from pain.

“Our Katherine likes that? She likes when I fuck her with my tongue?”

“Please, more. Please.”

This was very close to heaven. Then the thought raced through her mind - where had he learned to do that? Slowly he used his fingers to open her, to get to the swollen bud. At first, it was just his tongue on the hood of her clit. Then he opened her wider, kissed the bud itself, swollen with desire.

“Please, dear G-d.”

How did he know to use his lips and tongue, to suck on her clit more and more insistently? Katherine wanted to grab his ears or pull his hair, to beg him to stop, or to demand that he bite or kiss her harder.

The trembling started in her legs. She wanted to close them, to squeeze him, anything to get him to stop the torment. She tried to struggle in the cuffs but it only made the rough bark of the tree ground into her sore bottom. The sensations of pain and pleasure and restraint all merged into one. He sensed it, felt her approaching climax, held her firmly by the knees, kept her open for his kisses.

“Please, I’m … Oh, my G-d, I’m …”

She didn’t finish the sentence. The explosion of her orgasm told him all he needed to know.

The orgasm seemed to go on forever, but finally it subsided. As it drifted away, Kat became aware of the quiet as she sat on the tree trunk. She tried to sit very still. The bark was rough and every time she moved, she could feel in grinding into her bottom. She had read about and had seen photos of women being birched. Denis had given her only three, not the dozen favored by classic Victorian disciplinarians. But they were hard enough for Kat to feel them, hard enough to be painful every time she moved.

Sitting still wasn’t easy. Katherine’s hands were cuffed behind her back, making balance difficult. And Denis was kneeling between her legs. She remembered how he had kissed her pussy, how he used his tongue, first inside of her, and then to suck on her clit.

He had played with her pussy before the birching. That was nice. Then Denis teased her in the other place, the more intimate place, tormenting her, making her very aroused.

“Tell me that you like it – tell me exactly where,” Denis ordered as he worked his finger deeper into her bottom.

“You know I like it,” from Kat.

“Where?”

“In my asshole.” Kat blushed as she made the confession.

Finally, he administered the birch. G-d, it hurt. After that he made love to her with his mouth. She remembered begging him to stop, remembered telling him that he was driving her crazy again with his tongue. Kat wanted to pull his hair, grabs his ears, pull him closer, or push him away, she wasn’t sure which.

Then the first explosion. She tried to close her legs as the trembling started, but he wouldn’t let her. Katherine knew he was doing that to make the orgasm more intense, and to prove her could control her, and she knew it was working.

About a minute into her orgasm Denis stood up, stood as close to her as he could, his knee between her legs, his arms around her, as she rode it out. When the trembling finally subsided, he leaned over and kissed her on the mouth.

“You look very beautiful like this, wild and beautiful.”

He kissed her mouth again, bit her lips, and she responded with her tongue, tasted herself on his lips. Katherine thought he would take off the cuffs, but he didn’t. Instead, he knelt before her a second time. This time he used both his hand and his mouth.

First he pulled her forward, and the rough bark scraped her bottom. It hurt, just a little, enough to excite her. Then his finger in her bottom a second time, slowly invading her. Denis used the same circular motion he had used before to tease her, the gentle opening, then deeper into her rectum.

Katherine hadn’t expected that, and she hadn’t expected his thumb either. First he used it against her clit, then he drove his thumb into her pussy. The sensation was simply incredible. No, it was more then incredible. He started with a gently squeeze with his finger and thumb against the thin membrane separating her vagina from her rectum. Then the slow in and out, using his hand to fuck her in both places at the same time. Finally, he used his tongue, his delicious wet tongue, against her clitoris.


“Please, why are you torturing me like this?”

He stopped for a moment, holding her in both places, looked into her eyes.

“Because you want me to, because you need me to, because it’s what I do best.”

Then his mouth was against her clit again, and the insistent in and out of his fingers, and the trembling started one more time. She hadn’t expected that, the second orgasm, to cum so suddenly. It was like he had opened this flood gate, and she was moaning and trembling and cuming like crazy.

He held her tightly, kissing her cunt lips, keeping his fingers deep inside of her, as she exploded for the second time.

She trembled, felt the spasms slowly subside. Katherine wanted to hold him in her arms, but the cuffs prevented it. Being restrained was both a reward and a punishment. It magnified the sensations in ways she didn’t think possible.

Finally he withdrew his fingers. He stood up, and then helped her to her feet.

“This is something we’ll repeat over and over. There are so many ways to restrain you, to make love to you, to penetrate you. You’ll want to know them all.”

Denis kissed her again, deeply, his arms around her, holding her cuffed hands in his. Kat hoped the moment would never end.

Then he put his hands on her shoulders, pressed her down to her knees.

“Now it’s your turn,” he said, as the reached for his zipper.

Katherine knelt before him, anxious to kiss his penis. It was twilight, it would be dark soon, and she could hear the birds chirping noisily, getting ready to sleep for the night

He had just started to unzip his trousers.

“Please, Sir, take the key, I don’t want to drop it or lose it.”

There was no longer any reason for her to keep the key. She knew she was his possession, but she knew also that he was her protector, that he would remove her bonds when they were finished.

He knelt behind her, put his hand under her clinched fist, and she let the key drop. Not having to worry about the key was a relief. And releasing it was one more sign of her submission.

He leaned forward, kissed her on the back of the neck, licked her ear. She shivered in anticipation.

“Please, Sir, I want you, in my mouth.”’

He stood, caressed the back of her neck. She stretched, moved her head form side to side, felt absolutely feline under his touch.

“Please Sir, I want to kiss you very much.”

She couldn’t see his face but was sure he was smiling, listening to her beg to suck his cock. Sometimes she was so weak, sometimes she hated herself for being such a slut.

Then he moved around in front of her and unzipped his trousers. He was very aroused and had to work to expose himself. When he finally did, she was very pleased. His penis was thick, it would fill her mouth nicely. She leaned forward and he began to tease again, using his hand to guide his erection over her lips.

Kat tried to suck him but he would only let her use the tip of her tongue, first on the head, then in the pee hole, and finally to lick the shaft. She wished they were home in bed, so that she could lick the insides of his thighs, and then suck on his balls; Katherine really wanted to drive him crazy.

Finally, he let her have his penis in her mouth. Slowly, inch by inch, she took him into her throat. And then he withdrew, and began to slowly fuck her face. Every once in a while, he would stop and withdraw, so that she could lick the head or the shaft some more, and then he would continue to fuck her.

G-d, she loved it, needed it, in her mouth.

Then he started to tease he again. He would only let her take it in her mouth just in a little, so that she had to concentrate on the head of his penis, to give him the maximum pleasure. And then he picked to the pace - short strokes in and out of her mouth - and Kat knew he was approaching his climax.

Her mouth was hot and wet, better then any pussy, and she had to have it.

The last strokes were very fast, deeper into her throat, and he held her head as he fucked her. Then his whimper, and his legs tightened, and he started to cum, hot, suddenly, in her mouth. She had to swallow it, he wouldn’t let her pull back, wouldn’t let her lose a precious drop.

When it was over, he withdrew from her mouth, let her lick him clean, before he helped her to her feet and kissed her on the mouth. She had to love him for that, for that gracious touch. He held her in his arms, in the dark forest, for a long while. Then he opened the cuffs, put them in his pocket, arranged his trousers, helped her brush off her skirt, and they held hands as they walked back to the car.



In The Woods



The Red Dragon Returns

Part1

It was a hot sticky July morning and by the time I arrived at the state park I had been driving five hours. I pulled into park and excitement ran through me as I climbed out of my old truck. "Four days with nothing to do but enjoy nature!" I thought about my boss telling me to get out of town for a few days and he told me of this place telling my I would love it here. I began to laugh as I hurriedly gathered up my backpack and started down the trail. "Oh hell ya. You don't have to tell me twice!"

I had walked about the six miles into the woods he had told me about and began looking for the spot he had told me look for in the big tree's. I found it and turned off the trail. The trail was hard at times as I headed into the unexplored part of the forest but I loved it as I walked away from any of my worries. "God it is beautiful out her." I said to no one as I took a sip from my canteen and really began to enjoy the birds and wild life as I walked. 

I had munched some fruit bars as I walked and had not been paying to much attention to time not really caring one way or another about it when I walked around a large bush and out of the forest and into a small valley that had been made by the creek my boss had told me about. It was running fast up the hill just above me but slowed and widened out to about 10 feet wide where I had came out of the woods to find it. The water looked to be 2 or 3 feet deep before it entered a big Beaver pond that looked to be deep much deeper and cool.

I climbed up and sat on a rock that was right at the waters edge. It was the size of a VW and flat on top and as I sat looking around I looked up at the sky noticing how low the sun was getting. I pulled off my hiking boots. "Dame Man it's going to get dark soon and you haven't even thought about setting up camp." I cursed my self for loosing track of time as I looked around at my surroundings. I liked the spot I had stopped. "Well this will do just fine old boy." I started to laugh as I realized I was talking out loud. I though I could hear other people laughing! I sat up strait and looked around again. Not seeing any one I shrugged my shoulders. "Who cares you fucking nut job? There is plenty of water and no one for miles." I moved over to my backpack. "Just what the doctor ordered." I said to no one. "Yes sir but," I dropped my pack. "A swim might be nice." 

I looked around as I began to strip. I didn't know why but I felt some one there with me and even though I knew I was very alone I checked for any one that might be looking. I shook it off as I dropped my under wear knowing that I was just being stupid.

I took off running for the pond; screaming like a little kid as I rushed out into the cold mountain water. I was splashing and thrashing as I ran out into the water until I was in up to my waist, then howling like a Coyote I fell back letting the water cover me. I was

Laughing like a little kid as I floated the cool water.

I drifted around for about ten minutes then turned and swam back to my little camp. I didn't bother with cloths as I sat up my little one-man tent and then built a little fire ring.

I got a small fire started to heat some water for my pouch of dehydrated food and was just pouring in the water when I noticed butterfly's out over the far side of the pond.

I had never seen any thing like them in my life and watched in wonderment as their wings changed color in the setting sunlight. They changed to every color in the rainbow and some colors I was sure no one had ever seen before as they flitted around dipping down to just skim across the water leaving little rippling waves behind them as they went.

It was funny because as I ate I thought I could hear laughter and again looked around, seeing nothing I turned my attention back to the water. I watched the bugs doing a kind of dance over the water until it was finally to dark to see them any more and with a relaxed sigh I crawled into my tent. I fell a sleep quickly and slept that night the sleep of a man that needed badly to get away. 

I dreamed I could hear the sound of voices. They were laughing happy sounds and I could here girls whispering to each other then more giggling and laughter as I watched those wonderful butterflies. 

The next morning when I woke and was stretching in my sleeping bag when I was suddenly wide awake. The fire was crackling out side! I slipped out of my tent and sat up quickly looking around. "What the fuck?" There were fresh flowers growing all around my tent flap and the fire was burning in my fire pit. "Well Bucho, you really have lost it." I said to no one, as I stood there naked in the morning light looking around. The sun was warm on my back but I saw no one as I looked around. "How the hell did this fire stay up all night? I am sure it was out when I went to sleep." I looked around again and the only thing I saw was a deer up the side of a little hill and just five, no six butterflies floating in the air one the other side of the pond. I looked at the flowers growing around my tent. They were pink and blue Daises and the air was thick with their sweet smell.

I picked up my old coffee pot and watched the butterflies as I walked to the stream to get some water as they drifted around coming closer and then darting back. I smiled at my morning hard bobbing along in front of me as I enjoyed the feeling of the air on my naked body. I got the water and as I put the pot into the fire looked out at the butterflies.

"God you are beautiful!" I said to no one as turned away from the pond.

"Thank you." A voice said back.

I quickly turned back to the pond and suddenly three of the butterfly's stopped their dancing turned and came toward me. I fell back landing on my bare butt in shock as I watched them, stop and turn in the air and then come closer. They grew in size as the came and I suddenly realized that it was three naked women with wings! When they had almost reached the waters edge the center one dropped her toe into the water dragging it along making the calm water ripple and I realized it was what I had seen them doing the night before.

I wasn't afraid but still I didn't know what to do with this crazy hallucination so as they came closer I sat up Indian stile and watched them.

They flew to within ten feet of me and as they landed softly in the grass their wings folded around their waist covering their hairless woman hood little like a sarong would. I was totally mesmerized by them as I looked at their bare breasts. They were perfect and topped with little pink nipples making me smile.

I realized I was still hard as I looked at them and the one in the center spoke. "Do you fear us?" Her hair was a reddish blond and fell over her right breast as she spoke.

"No, how could I fear any thing as beautiful as you. Be sides your not real so why would I fear you?"

A slight smile came to her lips as she spoke. "Why are you here?" She waved her arm around pointing out to the pond. "What has made you stop in this spot?"

It was then that I noticed that blue and pink Daises were not only rapidly growing around her feet but were also blooming as she spoke. "I needed rest and this was a good spot. It is quiet and far from my kind."

"Walk with us, our Lady wishes to see you." She pointed to my little camp and the other two girls started packing it up and putting things away. "Sparkle and Venal will bring your things."

But my cloths, umm, I am kind a naked here."

Her wings unfolded and slipped behind her fully exposing the loveliest woman I had ever seen. "As are we. Now come along we must not keep Her Majesty waiting." She held out her hand to me smiling when she saw me hastate. "You may trust me, take my hand."

I stood and did as she asked. There was sudden searing white-hot pain through out my body and I must have blacked out. When I woke I was laying on a lounge in a grate big room with my head resting in the ladies lap. I was confused but I was still holding her hand as she gently brushed her fingers across my forehead. I was also hurting like hell. It felt like I had been beaten with a bat. 

"He wakes my lady."

I looked over to see a lady with fiery red hair setting on a kind of throne. She looked to be in her fifty's and like every one I could see as I slowly looked around she was naked to the waist where she was covered by her wings. Her wings were different than the other's in that they were bigger and were a rich burnt red where they covered her woman hood.

"The feeling will pass young man." She smiled as she looked at the lady holding my head in her lap. "My daughter tells me you are the one. She tells me you are free in spirit and strong in will." Her smile widened. "She tells me you have a staff as mighty as the King." She laughed lightly. "We will see about that!" Her face softened as she smiled. "We ask that you stay with us here in our woods for a while in that we may get to know your kind and that you may know us. My daughter will be your constant companion in that she may keep you from wandering into unsafe places and protect you from the other men of our clan." She laughed again and it sounded like music to me as she looked from her daughter to me. "There are many that will not like that she has taken your hand so be mindful of all she tells you as you enjoy your stay with us." She rose and as she did every one in the room bowed but the lady holding my head and me. The Quean was at six feet tall and stunningly beautiful. Her full breasts moved like Jell-O as she stopped and looking at me. "What do they call you human?"

The girl squeezed my hand and it was the first I realized she was holding it and I spoke. "Mike." 

"Well Sir Mike, I see no fear in your eyes. Perhaps my husband and daughter have chosen wisely."


 She swept her arm around the room pointing at every one that had gathered around. "He is to be treated well by all! I have decreed it!" She smiled as she looked at the girl. "Bring him to my chambers at the dinner hour. Your father will be here and I want to get to know your human and see if he really is worthy."

The girl gave a slight nod of her head. "Yes Queen Mother."

I would say the Queen turned and walked away but I am not sure of that. All I know is that there was a lot of very fluid movement and she was gone.

*****

"Rise and face me Sir Mike." Again I did as she asked and she looked deeply into my eyes. "They all know that I have chosen you and they all also know that if you were not the one the spell I put on you to bring you here would have killed you but you Sir are not safe." The girl did not let go of my hand and gave me a gentle pull indicating I was to go with her. "Do not smile as we walk please and as we walk if some one looks directly into your eyes look back, you much show no weakness."

I looked at the people from the corner of my eyes and they were all staring at me with grate interest as we walked slowly across the big room we were in. "OK, so tell me who she was, who your are and why I am here." I tried to let her hand go but she gripped it harder.

"NO! Do not let go!" She hissed. "It is showing that you are to be trusted and mine alone!" 

The people we passed were all looking at me like I had horns or something. "Where am I and more to the point who are you? No amend that what you are!" 

The ladies we passed all had wonderfully colored wraps covering their bottoms and I assumed they must have been using their wings as I had seen my escort do with hers. The men were all big and buff with wings that were more of a brownish color and they had also folded them to cover their groins. 

That's when I realized I was still quit naked. "Shit lady it would be nice to cover my self to you know!"

She pulled my hand drawing me closer to her. "To these men it is a sigh of strength that you would walk with me as you are."

By this time we had reached what looked to be the town center and all of the 'people' we had passed along the way surrounded us as we stepped up onto a pedestal. She pulled my hand behind her so that my arm around her waist as she looked out over the crowd placed my hand on her hip. The warmth of her skin was soothing to my touch and I smiled at the feeling. 

She smiled as she looked at me and then as she looked around at the crowd she raised her right arm and with her hand turned palm up waved it across in front of us.

As she began to speak little blue Daises began to float over the crowd before us. "People this is Sir Mark." She waved her hand across in front of my exposed cock. "He is the chosen one and his staff is mighty. I have seen his magic and no man other than my father the King is mightier." Again she swept her arm over the crowd and this time pink Daises drifted over them. "Fear him not, test him not, but do treat him well." She turned to face me and with a smile that melted my heat leaned in and kissed me. For just an instant her tongue danced lightly across mine and then she stepped back looking into my eyes. This time she spoke so only I could hear. "Do not fear sir. I will reveal all to you shortly. Turn and smile at them and wave your arm as you have seen me do." 

I didn't know why but I trusted her completely and I did as she asked only to realize as I turned to face these 'people' her kiss had turned my cock as hard as stone! I smiled as I waved my hand across them and some how bright fire red and orange Roses with thorny stems rose up from the ground around there feet.

The people began to whisper and talk to each other but maybe no effort to move lest the thorn would stick them. Again so softly no one but I could hear her she said. "Now turn your hand over so the palm is up." As did what she said watching as the red roses turned black and the orange ones turned a dark blue. "Clinch your fist!" The flowers froze when I did this making them look like glass!

She reached out putting her hand on mine so that our palms touched and the roses melted. They turned back to red and orange and as they did the thorns softened and fell off. But the most astonishing thing was that pink and blue Daises began to grow up and bloom all around the roses. "WE ARE ONE!" she called and the people bowed to us.

The people around us began to laugh merrily as the clapped there hands for us.

Again she pulled on my hand and I fallowed her down from the pedestal and up a grassy path. This time every one we passed smiled and waved or bowed to us as we walked.

"Lady! What in the blue hell was that?"

"SHHHHH, we will talk at our layer, umm you would call it a house I believe. All will be reveled to you then." 

Leaving the village we walked about another half mile in silence. But she never let go of my hand.

*****

We stopped in front of a large tree. She lifted her hand and as she did a big ivy plant that clung to it's side moved to the side to revile a large low house made into the side of a hill. The front was made of adobe mud and there were four windows two on each side of the door. We walked through the ivy gate and as I watched it close behind us she let go of my hand. Making a tingling spark between us as she let her hand drop to her side 

"This is my home." She looked at me as she spoke. "Our home I hope." We walked to a small table and chairs that sat on a patio by the door. "It's much to pretty to go in," This time as she looked at me I realized her eyes were so blue I could swim in them. "Let's talk out here." She reached to touch my shoulder as she lowered her head and there was a small blue spark as our skin touched. "If it pleases you Sir Mike?"

"Yes by all mean, but you have to tell me what is going on!" I looked around and felt a little fear for the first time. "Where am I? Please!"

"Come sir." She let her hand slid across my back and the sensation was wildly erotic as the tingling her touch caused moved with her fingers. We sat and she slid her chair over so she was right in front of mine and as we sat down our knees touched. The tingling began again as she spoke.

"MY name is Ivy and you are in the land of the Red Dragon. I am the daughter of the Red Dragon Queen and the White Wizard. He rules all Magic in the land you know while my mother rules all that you see here. We are a clan of Dragons Fairies. "I sat quietly listening as she spoke her eyes never leaving mine as she spoke. "It was my father that sent you here."

"Ok now wait." I said as I leaned forward and picked up her hand. When our skin touched I realized I missed the feel of her touch. "I was told of the pond by my boss at the Mill Work's not by some magical guy floating around on brown wings. I mean I have went along with all of this but how much do you expect me to believe?"

Ivy just smiled as she looked at me. "You do not believe and still as deeply as I look into your eyes I see no fear. Father told me it would be this way." She put her hand on my thigh making it tingle and as a slight smile she slid it up my leg. "Would you have me?" 

My all ready half hard cock sprang to life growing to its full ten inches faster than I had ever felt it. "God what power is it you have over me?" I asked as Ivy stood and turned so that I could look at her.

"Do you not think me beautiful? Do you not want to touch me, feel my flesh under your fingers? Sir Mike I ask you again, would you have me?"

"That would be nice Lady Ivy but your power over your people will not work on me. Look this is the craziest dream I have ever had. When I wake up you will be gone and all I will have is a hard on. So you see because I am in control I have no fear and because you are not real you have no power."

"You truly are the one my Lord!"

Ivies wings opened fully exposing her tender hairless pubic mound to me and as she stood before me with her feet at shoulders width apart I could see just the pink tip of her clitoris sticking out from between her full puffy lips. She moved over me putting her legs astraddle of mine and tiny little sparks jumped from her fingers to my cock as she took it in her hand. The sensation was almost over whelming as her lips touched mine. As her tongue danced with mine she slowly began to set down on me moving very slowly as she began taking me into her belly. I had only slightly entered her when she reached a point where I could go no farther. I watched her face as wrinkles grew in her forehead from the pain of trying to take my cock I realized I was her first. She gasped, "Ohh!" As she rose and sat back down harder forcing me past her virgin ring. 

"AHHhhaaaaa!" she cried as the tip of my cock penetrated her virgin opening then slipped into her warm wet womanhood! Her nostrils flared as she sucked in air through her nose as she rose up so that she just held the tip of my manhood at her entrance. This time she would not be stopped and when she sat back down she took me all the way deep into her belly. 

The heat inside her was so intense I thought I would instantly explode but I caught it and held her close to me as she leaned into my chest. Ivy was making little whimpering noises and sat very still as she adjusted to my girth. Slowly she wrapped her arms around me pulling me deeper into her until I felt it as my cock hit bottom and I was deep in her womb.

Ivy put her head on my shoulder as she began to tremble in my arms. My cock felt as though it was the size of a tree in her and as her breathing quickened she slowly began to move her hips over it, milking it slowly as with a groaning gasp for air she came. I held her ass cheek in my hands as she cried and whimpered into my neck shaking like a leaf in the wind. She came again crying softly as I held her to me.

There were golden flames in here eyes as I lifted her off of me and turned her. Her hair sparked with electricity as I pushed her to the table and bent her over it. She looked back at me over her shoulder as I mover behind her I could see just a trickle of blood seeping from me braking into her virgin pussy. "Easy Sir!" She said as I put my steal hard rod at the entrance of her woman hood and pushed! She let out a hiss like I had never heard before as I slid balls deep into her feeling them as they slapped into her blood filled clit. 




In The Woods



Now it was all for me as I began to thrust into her. Each stroke becoming longer and harder than the last until like a bull I pushed as deep into her belly as I could and came lifting her feet off the ground as I pushed into her! Rope after rope of my white-hot seed shot into her and with each shot she let out a soft groan. I leaned over her back as I finished and stayed there holding her until I grew soft and slipped out.

Ivy turned in my arms and we held each other for some time. She slipped her arms around my neck and leaned pack to look into my eyes again. "That was incredible! Mother told me it could be but by the stars I had no idea!" she kissed my eyes then the tip of my nose. "Yes father was right, you truly are the chosen one."



In the Woods



We walked deeper into the woods than I was expecting. He had told me on line that it was in pretty far which if fine by me since the excitement of maybe getting caught is much different than actually getting caught. Especially by the police. Hell we had already tried that one by accident and didn't want a repeat, but I couldn't help but get more excited the further in we went and my body was already responding to his movements. It was enough just watching his amazing ass moving in front of me without adding all the other flavors of desire on top of it. Hell my pump was already primed before we even started in. I had a feeling that the walk was going to be worth it. 

We had been discussing what we were going to be doing for so long on line that I got wet every time I heard wind moving though tree branches let alone actually getting to do what I had been dying to. It was mainly my fantasy we were working on tonight more than his though he seemed eager enough to give it a try. We both had an affinity for the outdoors preferring to spend as much time as we could in nature, but today was going to be something special. 

Finally we reached the clearing that he had picked out for us. He turned the light showing through the trees to make his hair catch the light. It made my heart stop for a moment. I couldn't believe we were really going to go through with it. Sure we had talked about if months online. Okay so I had traveled over a thousand miles to get here for this occasion, but still to do what we were thinking about out here in the open where anyone could come across us. It made my knees weak with anticipation. Hell I was already wet and we hadn't even kissed let alone anything more. 

He set down the video camera we lugged along to mark the occasion. The knowledge that it would record what we were going to do for us to watch in the years to come was almost my undoing. Hell I loved when he taped us. I wasn't really worried that the tapes would get out. He would destroy them before letting anyone else see them. But the idea that he would jack off to my image was so tantalizing that it was worth whatever risks came with what we were doing.

After spreading the blanket out we spent some time trying to make sure that everything would be in the shot. There was nothing worse than going to all this effort to find out later that we had a nice long shot of the leaves with a lot of moaning. Okay maybe some people found that enticing but I preferred to have a more visual souvenir of what we were doing. 

"Come here." his voice was deep smooth velvet the kind that you striped naked to wrap around your body just because you had to feel it against your skin no matter what anyone might think. 

I moved over to him trying to hide my shaking knees. I wanted this so bad that I could almost taste it on the back of my tongue. He reached out touching my shoulders pulling me against his body. God what a feeling. His muscles against me the way he was. His dick pressing against my stomach. I lifted my face and finally felt his lips touch mine sending waves of desire racing trough my body. I had to have this moment come what may. 

His tongue slid past my lips to tease the edge of mine in a move that was guarantied to make me moan in frustration. He knew that I loved to be kissed long and deep yet he felt it was better to leave me wanting. Teasing every moment in another in one long tortuous wave of desire. It was maddening and yet so wonderful. 

He was the only man that I knew that could make me come from just a kiss. Of course that was one time and the kiss had lasted for almost twenty minutes. But hell I have never heard of anyone else saying the same thing. This time I was in luck he broke it off rather soon. Well for him anyway. By the time he pulled back I was ready to do anything he wanted. I had to feel him. His skin had to touch mine. I had to feel his body. I needed to smell him. I just needed, to be honest. 

He pulled the ties that held my dress letting it slide to my feet leaving me nude but for my sandals. I had been thinking in this trip getting there and having the moment ruined because I had to stop to take my shoes off would be horrible, but it would have been worse if I had lost a shoe trying to get there because I wasn't wearing anything suitable for walking in the woods. I had settled the debate by wearing strappy sandals that tied loosely. 

"Tell me what you want." he whispered against my neck his lips laying gentle nibbles on my skin. 

"I want to feel you." I couldn't think past the moment I wanted to feel his skin to know his touch down my spine. 

"If that is all you want." he chuckled against my skin sending new shivers to join the old in my pussy where they were dancing around making me wet. 

"I want you to fuck me. I want..." I had to think. We had agreed that I had to say it all. He was only going to do what I asked and If I left anything out now he wouldn't do it later. No mater what I said.

"I want you to spank me while I am bent over. I want to kneel at your feet sucking on your dick. I want you to take me here in the woods. I want to feel you inside me." I couldn't continue the images those words invoked in my mind were making me too hot to speak. 

"Is that all you want?" His breath brushed against my neck sending shivers down my spine. I wanted to feel everything. But we had agreed to take it slow to let the moment build. I just hadn't expected to be so ready to cum so soon. The wait to get to this point had been too much. To many hours laying in my bed dreaming about it while masturbating. Knowing that we would stand in the woods like this. 

I couldn't believe I was actually going through with it. Standing there completely nude while he was dressed begging him to fuck me. It was almost too much. I needed him so badly I couldn't think I could barely talk. And he was making me say what I wanted. I know we agreed to it, but I wasn't sure I had the ability to ask him. Hell at this point it felt more like begging. Somehow I didn't mind the begging if that was what it was. I was so hot I just couldn't stand it.

"I want more. All of it." I couldn't speak. I looked up at him letting him see what was plainly written on my face. The raw need shown through well enough for him to chuckle deeply. 

"That is what I wanted to see. You so ready for me." He ran his hand down my sides making me quiver. The feelings, the rush. I just couldn't believe we were doing this right here and now. I couldn't believe that we were going to do it. I really couldn't. 

"Turn around." He said his eyes still twinkling at me. God he was so sexy. I wanted to kiss him first but I had promised that I would do what he said until we were done. 

I turned facing the tree behind us. My body on fire without him having to do much more than take me into the woods. I felt so dirty and yet so good at the same time. I just had to have him touching me. But he didn't, he just stood behind me waiting. Breathing on my neck making me want to collapse at his feet. 

"Lean over and hold onto the tree." I did what he asked, bending at the waist to hold onto the tree in front of me. The bark bit into my hands bringing me a moment of sanity. My mind screamed at me for doing something so outrageous. Were we really going to be fucking in the woods? The thought of stopping made me want to cry in frustration. I knew I could. All I had to do was tell him I wanted to stop and he would, but it didn't seem right. Well okay, it was right to stop, we probably should. It wasn't what most people did, but I had been dreaming about this moment too long to stop now. 

His hand struck my right ass cheek with a sold whack. It made me jump. The pain sent waves of pleasure running down to my pussy. God it felt great. "That's one." he said chuckling behind me. I needed this. We had worked on it for so long trying to get it right. Okay, that was an excuse. I loved to have him spank me. I just had to have this. To feel him strike my ass while I was bent over holding onto a tree. 

Three more times he struck my ass, counting each one. I groaned with each hit. The pain sent pleasure coursing through me. I was only getting wetter with each one. The next hit was on my left cheek. I was glad that he was being mostly gentle. The time to find out how far we could push the spanking without turning it into something too rough for me to handle was not today. I needed this more than he did, I think, though he had said repeatedly that he enjoyed seeing my ass redden. 

Before I knew it my ass was burning my hands were getting sore from holding onto the rough bark of the tree and I was dripping down my legs. I hadn't expected to get this turned on by just the spanking, but the combination of spanking and being outside where anyone could come across us was too much. I was going to cum whether he told me I could or not, and I didn't have the energy to ask him if I could. 

I just needed one more swat but it didn't come. I glanced back over my shoulder to find he was standing there watching me, his cock out and in his hands. He was slowly stroking it. "Kneel." he said his voice as husky as mine would be if I could speak. 

I let go of the tree and turned, feeling like I was going to fall at any second and very surprised that I didn't. I knelt in front of him, knowing that he was going to follow the game plan and keep his clothes on. I looked up at him wanting to taste him. 

"Take me in your mouth." he said, his face full of lust. God it was wonderful knowing he wanted me as much as I wanted him. It was purely intoxicating. 

Leaning forward I ran my tongue over the tip of him, drawing a groan from him. I knew that what we both wanted was for me to plunge right in and take him in my mouth, but I wanted to torture him a little for the wonderful hell he was putting me through. Slowly I licked his whole dick. Taking my time, making him groan over and over again. When I couldn't stand it any more I slide the head into my mouth feeling the fullness of it. 

After letting it just sit there for a second I started moving my head. Slowly at first until I couldn't stand the rhythm either. I finally gave in moving my head faster and faster over his dick sucking with all my might. I couldn't touch him. It was part of our deal that I do it all with only my mouth. Every once in a while I looked up at him to see him staring down at me. I knew he loved the sight of me on my knees in front of him. I knew it looked sensual with my tits swaying with my motions. If I moved too quickly they made little slapping sounds against my chest, making his cock twitch in my mouth. 

Just when I thought my knees were going to give out he groaned out, "I am going to cum hold still." I stopped moving my mouth for a moment letting him get back a bit of control. Of course I only waited long enough to make sure he wouldn't cum in my mouth. Not that I didn't love when he did. God did I ever. I loved the feel of his dick exploding in me; I loved the taste of his cum but that wasn't the plan today. It would have to wait for another time. 

I moved my head back slowly drawing him with me at first, before I stopped sucking and let him slide to the end of my tongue. I keep the head there just on my tongue. I looked up at him to find his face flushed with desire. I wanted to groan, the scent of him was driving me nuts. I could feel my own orgasm very close to the surface. 

"Just a bit longer." he breathed out watching me on my knees. I wanted to touch him. Hell, I wanted to touch myself too just to get one of us to the edge. "You want to taste my cum don't you." he asked me. He knows me too well. I didn't dare move my head or his dick would fall off my tongue. So all I could do to answer was smile up at him. 

He groaned. "You want to taste it don't you?" 

I smiled again. I wanted to taste it, but I wanted what we had planned more. 

"Too bad." he grinned down at me evilly. He moved back from me letting his dick hit my chin when he pulled it from my tongue. "Say it." 

"I want to taste your cum." I wanted his dick almost as bad. I wanted him inside me so badly that I ached with it. I wanted to feel him in me in some way. 

"Tough, get up." his words startled me for a second. I thought for sure we were going to have sex. If we were leaving now, I would throw a huge fit

I stood up, my knees aching from kneeling for so long. "Turn around."

I turned around, my back to him. I could feel the breeze kick up. It felt so wonderful against all my skin instead of just my hands and feet.

"Bend over." his words were hard and clipped like he is having a hard time controlling himself.

I bent over grabbing the tree again for support. I winced at the bite of the bark in my already abused hands. What the hell was he planning? 

I feel his hand strike my ass again. God it felt wonderful, making me jump. It hurt but the pain shot right to my pussy making me almost cum. Twice more he struck me before stopping. I glanced over my shoulder expecting him to be far behind me, but he was standing between my spread legs. 

Before I know what to say, his dick was pressing into me. I wanted it more than I could say. I had to feel him inside me. The head slid, in pressing me open. God I am so wet. I know he wanted me to hold still for him, but I couldn't. I thrust my hips back against him, forcing him in all the way. Oh god it felt so good. I wanted him to pound me. 

Instead of stopping me he presses into me. I can feel his dick twitching in his own pleasure as much as my pussy is throbbing, wanting to slam back against him. God I want him to pound into me so bad, but he is moving slowly, taking his time moving back until he is almost out of me entirely. I could cry. I want it so bad. I had to feel him in me. I had to have him in me all the way. I had to feel full with him. But he was moving slowly. I wanted to flip out. But I promised to wait to hold still, but it's so hard I have to feel him. God he is making me nuts. I can hear the cries coming out of my throat. I sound so needy to my own ears despite myself.

He finally moved forward filling me, making me almost cum from the sensation of being so full. God I want this more than I can say. I look over my shoulder to see his head is back and groans are coming out of him. God he looks so sexy. The site of him in such ecstasy is almost my undoing, but I don't want it too end too quickly. I turned my head back around to stare intently at the tree. I tried to concentrate on my palms and the pain in them from gripping the naked bark but it didn't work. He felt too good moving in and out of me. 

Before I know it I am grinding my hips against his when ever he comes in close, trying desperately to push myself over the edge. I can feel the tensing of my pussy that tells me I am so close to the edge. One right move and I will be there cumming harder than I have since we last saw each other. But he kept moving slowly, drawing it out like we discussed on line for all those months. During the conversations we had talking about it, I didn't know it would be so good; that I would need it so hard so soon to when we started.God help me I was going to start begging if he kept up this pace. I don't want to. Whenever I do end up begging him he just smiles at me and moves slower, but I need it so bad.

He kept up the pace past my endurance but luckily not much past it. Suddenly he was slamming into me, filling me to the hilt with him. God that was it that was all I needed. I was lost in sensations. The feeling of his dick inside me, the feeling of the bark against my almost raw palms, the breeze across my skin, the feeling of his jeans pressing into my ass cheeks. Hell even the left over heat in my ass. I was lost, my mind blanking out leaving me cumming all over him. I can feel my juices running out of me, flowing over him and down my thighs. 

He has always teased me that I came too much. That I made everything wet when I had a mind blowing orgasm. I have to admit that part of me was really embarrassed when I did, but somehow knowing that I was cumming hard enough to wet his pants and make him walk back to the house with my juices on his legs made me cum just a bit harder. 

It took me a moment to realize that he hadn't cum yet. I look back over my shoulder to see him gritting his teeth looking at me. Slowly he pulled back from me, his dick sliding out to smack his stomach with how hard it still is. "On your knees." He says his voice shaking with how hard it is to control his own satisfaction.

Quickly I turn around and kneel before him ignoring how hard it is for me to move. I know what is coming. God this too is part of what I have been waiting for. Using one hand he slowly moves his dick closer to me. "Open your mouth." 

I opened up and he slid his dick into my mouth. God I loved sucking on him almost as much as I loved having him in my pussy. The taste of my pussy juices on him made me even wetter. I could feel it dripping down my thighs. God I loved it. It's so dirty to be kneeling there in front of him in the woods without a stitch of clothing on while he is fucking my face with his dick covered in my juices. Oh god I was going to cum again.

He only lasted a few minutes before he was yanking his hips back from me, his dick coming out of my mouth with a small pop. I hadn't expected it, so I hadn't started sucking. I look up at him just as he starts cuming on me. A spurt landed on my cheek dripping slowly down to my shoulder. The next landed squarely where he wants it on my chest sliding down to my tits. God it's so erotic, him cuming on me, I couldn't help myself I had another small orgasm, more of my juices running out of me. God if I got any wetter I was going to float away like he is always teasing me. 

When he has finished cuming he put his dick away trying to look calm. I don't say anything but I could see his hands were shaking. I couldn't blame him, he came hard enough to warrant it. I start to stand up only to have him put his hand on my head and press down enough to let me know that he wants me to stay on my knees for a few more minutes. 

"Stay there." he said, his voice shaking as hard as his hands. He moved around the clearing while I watched. He turned off the camera and put it away in the case. Then he picked up the bag that held the blanket. I expected him to come over to me to get the blanket I am kneeling on but instead he moved over to my clothes. I expected him to bring them to me, but instead he stuffed them into the bag. 

Now I was confused. He moved back to the camera and picked it up. He came back over to me. "Stand up." I stood, not knowing where this was going, but it's starting to worry me a bit. He motioned me off the blanket. He picked it up, shaking it out to remove the dirt still clinging to the underside, and stuffed it into the bag too. He turned and starts heading back to the house. 

"Hey, were are you going?" I called out to him, moving to catch up but I twisted my ankle. It hurt bad enough to make me stop to take the wait off for a second and catch my balance. "Where are you going?!" I yell louder. This isn't funny.

"Back to the house. See you there." He said before disappearing into the trees. 

I stood there, stunned, long enough for him to get out of ear shot. Now I am mad. I am in the middle of the woods, naked, with his cum dripping down my body and mine dripping down my legs. This isn't funny. I looked around surprised to relize that this place doesn't look any different than when we started. It was an earth shattering experience for me. Not only had I sucked on him while kneeling in front of him. I had asked him to spank me and had his cum all over me. I know that I asked him too but still it was amazing to me that I had begged him to do it all. That not only had I begged for it but I had done it on tape. God I was still naked in the woods. Outside where anyone can come across me. I figured that I had better try and catch up to him or at least get to his house before one of his neighbors came across me by accident. Of course that would be really hard to explain. 




In the Woods



Now, in a fine snit, I walked back to the house moving very carefully, fuming with each step, but as I go my anger is slowly replaced by the knowledge of what I was doing. I was walking through the woods with cum slowly drying on my body. God it feels so dirty. By the time I got to the clearing behind his house I am ready to jump on him the minute I lay eyes on him. Luckily he is standing just in the clearing with a large towel ready for me.

"Ready for a shower?" he asked. It made my mind flash back to the last time we took a shower together and I just get even hotter. But that shower is a story for another time.

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Please let me know what you think. This is my first submission anywhere and I am anxious to improve.



In The Woods



It was a perfect day. The temperature out was in the high 70's to low 80's. Not to hot and not to cold. The sun was warm on my face. It just seemed like the most perfect day so far this spring. The two of us rode in his pickup truck, to his secret spot. As he called it. I was told it was a place down by the river and it was very private. He chose it for that specific purpose. He told me that very few people had seen this place. So that made me feel very special.

But he told me all of this information before we left town. So right now all I could do was enjoy the breeze through my open window. And the scents of the fresh country air. For the view was hidden from me by the blindfold, he place on me when I got in his truck. He required the blindfold, and I accepted his rules. Not knowing where I was going exactly made me a little nervous. But yet I trusted him, otherwise I wouldn't be with him. My heart was racing in anticipation. I was sure he could hear my heart beet over the soft hum of the motor. He wasn't talking.

I sat there wondering how the afternoon would unfold. This was all new and so exciting to me. I had very little experience with BDSM. I knew I was to follow his directions. And above all things. Do not disobey Him. My mind was wandering. Thinking of all the different possibilities. All the different things that could happen. That might take place. And the more I thought, the more my heart raced. It felt like it would actually pound right out of my chest.

As we drove it felt like we hit every single pot hole on the road. With some deliberation, I was sure of. Which made me slightly uncomfortable because I was also instructed to have a butt plug in place and a vibrator shoved deep into my cunt. The vibrator was turned on, and was sending vibrations to every part of my body. As we bounced over the road it just made me more aware of all these sensations. My pussy was wet with anticipation of the unknown. It felt like the terrain started to get more uneven and rougher. Every once in awhile now I could hear a slightly evil chuckle. Which only made me wetter. But yet I was scared of the unknown. 

Then suddenly we slowed and stopped. "Wait." was all I was told. And I could tell that he got out of the truck. I could hear his door opening, and the truck moved with the shifting weight, before the door closed again. I could feel a gentle breeze on my face and smell some of the lilacs that were close by. I could hear the sounds of the river. But since I was blindfolded I couldn't see the view. I was depending on my other senses. And I didn't want to deal with his wrath and punishment I might receive if I was caught peeking. So I sat very still on my seat, the vibrator softly humming deep within me. And I waited patiently as I was told to do. 

But as I waited my mind was going at the speed of over a hundred miles an hour. Thinking of the different things he could possibly do to me. Things like.... Would he be the only person there. He said he would be, but you never know. Would he fuck me, or just play with me. Would he tie me up or leave me to be bound just by his words. Would he use a whip or just a flogger. Would I suck his cock and where would he cum. Would he use breast bondage, or gag me, make me wear a mask, or take pictures....... Maybe out in the middle of no where he had a crucifix set up, or maybe he had a suspension area set up with all the trees I was guessing were around. Thoughts of the feared cutting, needle play or branding also went through my head. All of theses questions and no answers. Only time would give me the answers that I wanted now.

I could feel him stepping into the back of the pickup and getting down again, by the way the pickup rocked each time he did so. He did this over and over. But I didn't know what was in the back of the truck as it had a roll over tarp that covered the box when he picked me up. He made several trips from what I could tell. Sometimes a fair bit of time between trips.

Soon the door next to me opened. He reached across me and unbuckled my seat belt. He pulled on my hair and in a gruff voice said "Get out the the truck, bitch."

I was startled to have my hair pulled. I didn't expect that right away. It hurt. I winced, but I didn't make a sound. I did the best I could being pulled by my hair. And considering I was blindfolded. Not knowing the layout of where I was, it seemed a little awkward. As I was lead by my hair I stumbled as I went. And I was lucky enough not to lose my footing. Silently I cussed the black high heel shoes that he required me to wear. 

"Stop here" I was told. And I complied. "Take off your shirt." he commanded. My hands were shaking when I began to unbutton my top. As directed I wore no bra. Not knowing what to do with my top, I just let it fall to the ground. I was then left standing, in just the short red and black plaid pleated skirt. Black stocking and a garter. I felt my face flush with embarrassment. I felt so humiliated standing there half naked. Not being able to see who was there, my surroundings and only being half dressed. And the other half of me was only barely covered.

"Now tell me" he paused for a second before continuing. "Are you feeling like a slut yet?"

I started to stutter slightly as I quietly responded. "Maybe, just a little."

My heart was racing..... He laughed at me and yanked on my hair as he whispered in my ear. "This is only the begging you slut. You do want to be my slut don't you?" 

I nodded my head and softly whispered in fear "yes, more than anything."

He let go of my hair and I could hear the leaves under his feet crunching as he walked away. I waited...... And moments later I could hear him walking back to me. He grabbed my nipples, and gave them each a quick lick and a suck. The left first and then the right nipple. I moan softly in pleasure as my nipples were very sensitive. When he suddenly gave them a hard pinch. Both at the same time. 

I was taken by total surprise by this sudden pinch on both nipples. At the same time I squawked in surprise. "Quiet" he ordered. "Or you will have to be gagged. And I don't want to have to gag you today." So I bit my bottom lip when he applied the nipple clamps to each nipple. "Feeling better slut?" he questioned me. 

"Yes", I responded as I nodded my head.

"That's how I want you. Be the fucking slut you know you are deep down inside." he paused and waited. "Reach out in front of you. You will find a tree. Touch it and spread your legs." he ordered.

I reached out and found the rough bark of the tree. Once I found that, I spread my legs slowly. Carefully because of the high heels I was wearing. As I spread my legs, the vibrator that was in my cunt fell to the ground. Soaking wet with my juices. My head looked down as if to look, but that was just a natural reaction. Even without my sight, I already knew exactly what had happened. I was humiliated once again. I heard an evil laugh as he said "Your just to damn loose for that little vibrator slut. Get fucked often?" He laughed sadistically.

That was when he clicked on a cuff to my left ankle. "Wider" he ordered. And I did as I was told. Then he clipped on a cuff on my right ankle. That was when I realized he just attached me to a spreader bar. I was now feeling such a mixture of emotions. Panic because now I couldn't walk or run away. But yet relief because I still had my hands. I took a deep breath in and waited for his next move. 

I felt his hands roam up the back of my legs as he rose. Fondling me as he went up. His hands then went to my pussy for a quick feel of how wet my slit was for him. "Hmmmmmmmm what a slut, your soaking wet. Are you excited and horny?" 

"Yes" was all I answered. I couldn't lie because he already knew that I was. He had the proof on his fingers. He swiftly slipped his fingers in my mouth, taking me by surprise. "Do you like what you taste like? Does it make you feel like a slut?" I sucked on his fingers and nodded. Licking and sucking my juices clean from him.

He took his fingers from my mouth and walked away. I stood there, with my hands on the tree yet. Waiting for him to return. When he did return he looped rope around my wrists and tied the rope to the tree. I was tied to the tree. Sudden panic filled me. Now I truly at the total mercy of this man. Now I was his to do with as he pleased. My heart was racing once again. I couldn't walk, I couldn't run. I couldn't move away from the tree. I couldn't even see what was going on around me. I could only hear and feel. I then realized it wouldn't even help me to scream. Because we were so far from people and nobody would hear me. My heart felt like it would explode now with excitement of the unknown.

I felt him lift the back of my skirt and he tucked it into the waistband. Now my ass was bare to him. The little coverage I had from the black garter. And that covered little to nothing. I stood there slightly bent over now with my ass available to him. He pulled out the butt plug, and he waited. 

I began to count in my head. Because the waiting was pure torture to me. That was when it started, when I got to number one hundred and twenty one. 

"Now count slut." I think he used his bare hand but I couldn't be sure without seeing. And I counted each spanking out loud after I received it..... the tempo changed often so it took all of my attention to keep the right count. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten, eighteen, twenty, twenty four, twenty eight, thirty." And he stopped. He rubbed my now tingling and burning ass cheeks that I was sure were bright red.

"Did you like that slut?" he asked. I nodded my head.

Once again he plunged his fingers into my hot and dripping wet cunt. "Damn it bitch, your so fucking wet." I didn't know if I should feel shame or pride. So I didn't answer him. "Lets see just how wet you really are?"

He started to finger my slit more. Finger fucking me. I could hear how wet I was as he did this to me...... I could then feel that he had put in another finger and another one in me. As he worked me over, I could feel him stretching me. I knew he was adding more fingers as he went. "Four fingers and I don't even need any lube yet. Your so wet, your dripping. You must be one hell of a slut." 

He continued to work his hand in and out of my stretched cunt. Adding the last finger. At last the feeling that I was waiting for. His entire fist was in my wet cunt up to his writs. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I had to moan with pleasure. I loved the feeling of being stretched. "Oooooooh I love that." I moaned again.

"You fucking slut. Your body just sucked in my hand. And I didn't have to use one drop of lube. Your so gawd-damn wet. What a fucking slut." he told me.

"Fuck yeah!" I told him back. "I guess I am a slut."

He took full advantage of the situation. My legs were forced apart with the spreader bar and my hands were still tied to the tree. I was helpless and his fist was deep in my cunt. And he fucked me in and out with his fist. "Oooooooooh I love that" I moaned again with pleasure. 

"You like that slut." He asked me. He opened and closed his fist changing the sensation. Rotating his fist in my cunt to shake things up yet again. His other hand played with my clit. "Don't you dare cum yet bitch, until I give you permission." he told me. And I'm sure he knew just how hard that was for me. 

I moaned with pleasure again, but didn't cum. I was close, but was concentrating hard so I wouldn't cum until I had his permission. He fisted me hard for many strokes, then slowly removed his hand. "Fucking slut, you are so fucking wet." 

Now I felt empty and unsatisfied.

He stood there and leaned over me. I could smell his cologne. Funny how I was more aware of everything going on around me. All except my sight. My other senses were taking over. I took a deep breath in, enjoying his scent. He bit me hard on my shoulders. I cried out in pain. 

"Who said you could cry out?" I didn't answer. I waited. He then fondled my tits. With the clamps still in place. Pinching them, squeezing them. He was enjoying them I was sure. I managed to fight back the moan that was bubbling from within me. Both in pleasure and in pain.

I could hear him walking away from me. I was surprised to find myself disappointed. I was enjoying this new feeling of mixture of pleasure and pain. That truly surprised me. But I think it also had a lot to do with the man who was inflicting this on my body. Making me feel. Making me want. Making me need him.

I could hear him walking back to me. And I found myself smiling. His attention returned back to my nipples. He continued to pinch and squeeze them. Only now it felt like he was applying weights. Because I could feel my tits tugging downward. Oh how it pulled and stung. Once again I fought back the moans of pain. 

Yet again he walked away from me. Only when he returned he released my hands from around the tree. But he still left the rope around my wrists, leaving them bound together. Then he took my wrists. And he took a brief moment to softly run his fingers over my wrists. 

I heard a click and my arms were jerked above my head. Next I felt his hands at my feet. He removed my shoes and the spreader bar. "Are you ready for more slut?" He questioned me. As he put more pressure on the rope stretching me. Making me stand straight and tall. 

"Yes" was all I answered. But I didn't know what I should be ready for. So once again I waited for the unknown. My cunt was pounding and feeling dissatisfied. Having not been allowed to cum.

My thought direction changed quickly when the first strikes fell. I knew what it was right away by the sensations. He was flogging me. It wasn't painful, there first few strikes. But rather it felt like a very deep muscle massage. All the strands of the flogger landing on my back. Each one stinging. Some stinging more than others. Each one feeling so good. Yet feeling deeper and stronger with each stroke. It felt like it continued to go on forever. Some of the strokes hurt. My mind began to wander. Wondering how I could like this so much. How could I be enjoying this torture. The ache in my back and ass was full of sweet pain mixed with bliss pleasure. I lost track of the count in my head. My mind was so busy with other thoughts. Such pleasure and it was taking me to such an endorphin high. "Last stroke." Was all he said just before the last blow. And that last one was the hardest of them all. 

He unhooked my hands from high above my head. Rubbing my wrists for a moment before he let go and I heard the rope drop to the ground. My hands were totally free. 

He took my hands but still left the blindfold in place. And he help me walk and lead me over to another location. As I walked I suddenly stepped on something that felt very soft. It wasn't the ground anymore. But rather something that felt like a sleeping bag or a thick quilt. But I could definitely feel the softness under my feet.

I stood there waiting for further instructions. The nipple clamps were now removed. I winced in pain as the blood rushed back into place. I bit my bottom lip hard to keep from crying out. Such torture. How it hurt like twin devils were nipping at my nipples. 

"Are you feeling like a slut yet? My slut?" with emphasis on the word "my" he questioned roughly.

Now I could honestly answer. "Yes if feel like your slut." And I did so with such pride in my voice.

He snarled "Well bitch since your feeling like a slut, then it's about time you act like one. On your knees and suck my cock." 

I slowly dropped to my knees and I figured he was standing right in front of me. So I reached out and smiled when I found that I was right. I found his jeans still fastened. So I unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. I tugged them down to his knees first. Then I reached out and found him to be wearing bikini underwear..... I smiled at that sexy thought. I just wished I could see the view instead of trying to imagine it. Slowly I lowered those as well. Leaving him exposed to me, but not to my view.

I reached out to feel his cock. He was already hard and I could feel the drops of pre-cum on the head. I closed my eyes even under the blindfold to breath in the essence of his scent. I touched him with my fingers and I could feel that he kept the hair well trimmed and I smiled again. As I really liked that. 

So I returned my attention to his cock. Touching and caressing him. In one hand I placed his balls and massaged them as my mouth gave attention to the head of his cock. I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. Sucking on it as I went down on him. Licking the shaft other times. Taking turns between the two, as if to tease him just a little.

Both hands were now playing with his balls. Gently massaging them. As I bobbed my head on his cock. Taking in as much as possible. Sometimes only short strokes and other times long ones. Going down as far as possible. My tongue darting around as I sucked his cock. 

Stopping for a moment to lick his shaft. "Hmmmmmmmmm" I moaned in pleasure of this treat he was giving me. Returning to his head to give that spot on the underside of his head some extra special attention. Sucking on it, savoring the flavor. Swirling my tongue along the head again. Pleasing this man. Giving him lots of extra tongue action.

Bobbing my head on his cock until he was ready to cum..... I could feel the pulsing of his cock..... I heard him moan and I knew he was ready to cum. His hands were in my hair now. Kneading it, pulling on it, forcing my head to his tempo. And I was enjoying and savoring it all. His cock head hit the back of my throat and I was ready for his explosion. He pulled my hair roughly as he came. I could hear him breathing fast as he moaned. Filling my mouth with his hot cum. I swallowed it, savoring his flavors. I continued to suck and lick him clean until he pushed me away. "Good girl." he told me. 

He waited for a few minutes before his next command. In the mean time I could hear him pulling up his pants and zipping them. "On your back now....." Was his next command. I did as he told me but very slowly because of the blindfold and my muscles. My nipples were still throbbing in pain from the removed nipple clamps.

On my back he flipped up my skirt to reveal the shaved pussy. As his hands went to play with my pussy and tease my clit. He told me. Spread your legs wide" as he moved my feet so my legs were bent. "Place your hands behind your head. Lace your fingers and don't move them. Or you will suffer the consequences." 

I quickly complied because of the tone in his voice. I let him do what he wanted with me. I became his toy. Something for him to play with and seek enjoyment and fulfillment. For his pleasure alone. It was his control over me. Something we were both going to enjoy to the fullest.

I laid there on the blanket with my legs still spread wide open. Still blindfolded I was enjoying the feelings and sensations I had experienced so far. Yes some it them hurt, but I still liked them in the end. I felt like a wet dishrag, but still had energy to spare. His hands were still busy playing with my pussy.

It was then that I felt the cold sensation on my ass. I knew exactly what it was. He was sliding his well lubricated finger in and out of my ass. Now I had no idea what he was going to do. Could be so many things. My mind was racing with such delicious thoughts. But somehow I don't think I could have ever been prepared for this next experience.

I heard an evil sounding laugh. By the laugh I knew that something was up. "Don't move your hands. No matter what." he told me. Now I was getting a little scared. Not knowing for sure what this man had planned. But I did know that it did involve my ass. It didn't take him long to start slowly inserting something into my ass. I couldn't tell what it was but I did know that it was something designed to go there. Next he put something in my still wet cunt. I lay there very still. Not knowing what to expect next. 




In The Woods



That was when I heard the evil laugh again. Just before the short jolts of electricity. I was stunned. This was something I had only heard about a time or two. Something I never expected to experience myself. It wasn't painful yet. It felt so amazing to have the tingle of electricity in my ass and in my cunt. I felt so alive and I felt like I was on fire. I felt so much in need. As he increased the power. I was in so much need of cumming. Slowly he increased the power slowly. My hips were moving, wiggling and shifting. My hands were clenched and interlocked behind my head. 

I started to beg. "Please let me cum.... I'm so close.... I need to cum.... don't make me suffer.... OH MY GAWD!!!!!! PLEASE......." I had desperation in my voice. The need to cum was getting stronger and stronger. By now it felt like my hips were bucking. The electricity was getting stronger and stronger....... "Please let me cum" I begged once again. "Please..... I beg you.... Let me cum...... PLEASE......" 

I couldn't see, but I could feel his eyes boring into me. I could hear his laughter..... I could hear his breathing. "Cum for me you slut."

And it was the sweetest words to my ears. Upon hearing his words I came. I screamed in pain, moaned in pleasure. Screaming but keeping my hands locked behind my head. Wiggling and twisting as I rode through the orgasm.

I didn't even realize when he turned off the electricity and removed the electrodes. My body was still shaking from the intensity of my orgasm. Slowly and very slowly I came down off the intense high. I laid there and relaxed, my breathing slowing down, from the gasps I had been taking. I had never had an orgasm so intense before. And I needed a few minutes to regain my composure.

That was when he covered me with a warm thick fleece blanket. And he removed the blind fold from my eyes and looked me right in the eyes. He told me how he was proud of me and how well I did. As he spoke he placed a pillow under my head and offered me sips of water. He cuddled me and gently massaged me as he spoke softly. Letting me rest. Speaking softly and gently, I fell asleep to the sound of his voice.



In the Woods



That childhood song concerning teddy bears and picnics makes it clear that there is every possibility that woods are places where big surprises can happen. Moreover, it advises that there is a certain degree of 'sureness' in that regard. For a long time now, I've been hoping and praying that old ditty from my younger years was, not to put too fine a point on it, utter bullshit. The very last thing I had been hoping for, let alone expecting, was any sort of big surprise when I ventured down among the trees. 

You see, I have had this little, very mild, kink for a number of years now. Ten years to be precise – and since I'm now nearly thirty, it doesn't take an Einstein or Nash to figure out I was a teen when it all started, albeit one just about to stop being a teen. It's not really very relevant to what I'm about to tell you, and I think that maybe I'm merely trying to provide one of those 'I was young and silly when it started and never really grew out of it' defences for my dumbness. I'll leave you to make the final call and just get on with telling you what happened last weekend.

One other thing, though, before I start. This whole thing I've had going on is just that. A silly little thing that's a holdover from when I was younger and slightly dumber. It doesn't have any relevance to my more adult indulgences but in a strange way – certainly since last weekend – the silly little thing has developed a rather remarkable power and importance.

I am lucky enough to live in a semi-rural setting – my house, the one in which I spent a lot of time growing up and (not so far) out when I was a teenager, is set against a backdrop of the ancient Epping Forest, but close enough to the centre of London that I can commute into the City in a matter of minutes. Commuting across the City is a whole other issue and you can read my views on that elsewhere. In any case, I can retreat into the heart of the forest and lose myself among the millions of trees in just a few seconds after leaving my back door.

And that is what my little kink is all about.

It can be classified as a rather conflicted kink – I'm an exhibitionist who never likes to actually be seen. You see, I get my kicks out of stripping off and gliding through the forest unseen. Me, Maria, naked and surrounded by dozens of totally unaware individuals just a few yards away sometimes, in a forest that is surrounded by millions of totally unaware individuals.

Back in the day when my twentieth birthday had yet to arrive, I ventured into the densest, remotest parts of the forest and dared myself to walk a few yards with my blouse wide open. By the time I was approaching my twenty-first, I had graduated to tracing those same footsteps completely topless, and on my twenty-third birthday I found the quietest place I could locate in the whole forest and – with agonising slowness and much prevarication – finally stripped naked for a few sweet, heart-palpitating seconds.

I know, I know – I hadn't exactly progressed very much down the yellow-kink road, but I should probably add that at the height of each of my 'adventures' I would risk playing for a while, and before I reached my twenty-fifth birthday I had reached my first naked, outdoor orgasm.

The next couple of years saw me become increasingly more adventurous, to the point where I would strip off within earshot of people out for walks among the trees – but always within plenty of tree and bush (don't say it) cover.

The thought of these people being so close to me without realising a naked, cute (well, I am if you like slender and ratty-haired), and rather excited woman was just a few yards away, unseen and hopefully unheard, gave me such thrills that it was almost a frustration too far waiting for them to move away far enough that I could safely bring myself to a shuddering climax.

This year, though, I developed a whole new level of risk and excitement. 

It started back in a sudden warm spell we had in May. The trees were burgeoning with new growth, the fresh covering of leaves in the undergrowth providing me with cover and hiding places that I had been craving since the previous autumn. One early afternoon, a Thursday which I had booked off work for some much-needed 'me-time', I walked twenty minutes from my house until I reached a familiar copse; three old oak trees in a tight circle (well, triangle) which appeared to the casual passer-by to be filled with brambles. I knew from years past that the brambles actually opened on the side away from the footpath to provide a smaller circle that was completely enclosed as far as passers-by were concerned. Within those prickly depths I could – very carefully – strip off ready for a short walk among the more forgiving flora of the forest.

That day, though, I felt something stirring when my bra hit the grassy floor of the bramble-surrounded clearing. By the time my panties joined them and the deliciously cool air caressed the already warm and moist centre of me, my pulse rate was shockingly high and my mind was filled with a deep desire to take things just that little bit further than I had before.

I paused in the midst of the prickles, listening hard over the sound of my hammering heart, and eventually picked up the crunch and crackle of twigs that heralded the approach of someone along the path just a few feet away from the brambles. When an elderly male voice called easily to what could only have been his dog – how many people are called Furface? – I knew that I had a perfect situation for my kink.

I crept out of the bushes and stood silent behind them as the man and his mutt walked slowly along the path. At its closest the path would be within ten feet of the brambles, no more than twenty feet from where I was standing, shaking a little. I waited and waited until I judged that the pair had passed the parallel point – I couldn't actually see through the bushes but I was well-practiced – and then took five quick, soft steps out from my hiding place.

I was now in the open, naked, upright, heart rate approaching four figures – and if the guy had turned at just that moment I would have been fully and completely visible to him. 

At any time before that day I would have taken hasty steps back into cover but that gentle stirring I had felt when I let go of my bra returned with a vengeance. Or at least, with reinforcements. 

I waited until the guy's back – and the dog's ridiculously fluffy tail – had disappeared around a curve in the path, and with a very quick check that theirs were the only footsteps I could hear, I took a few fast, furtive, but above all gentle steps after them. 

I repeated the exercise twice around the next two curves in the path before a glance behind me shocked me with the realisation that the brambles were now a full twenty yards away. When that fact was coupled with a sudden extra heat and moistness at my groin, I fled back the sanctuary of the spiny spinney. As soon as I was there, with barely a cursory listen for the presence of others, my fingers were caressing that heat and wetness. One quick thought to the sensation I felt just twenty yards away, naked and isolated in the middle of the forest, no cover to hand, a guy capable of simply turning to be greeted with my nudity... well that was all it took to turn arousal into shuddering climax. On my knees, naked among the brambles, three oaks towering over me, I shuddered and shivered through an orgasm that had me squeaking and whimpering as each wave crashed through me.

It was a day that marked a sea-change for me. After all those years of baby-steps from my open blouse to naked playing, I could feel the need to take a big stride forward. Okay, so it might not seem so much to some, but believe me, the idea that had formed and now lodged in my brain seemed like the biggest deal imaginable. All I needed was a pair of lightweight, slip-on sandals.

I didn't wait or prevaricate (which might surprise some people – even those reading this), and the very next morning I visited a local shoe-shop before heading off into the forest. I was almost running by the time I reached the three ancient oaks and the cluster of bramble bushes, but I still took time to make sure that no one witnessed where I hid myself. In fact, I took a great deal more care than normal – and that was already a meticulous process.

The reason for my extra caution was all to do with my plan for a step up in daringness. Once I was satisfied that there was no one even remotely close to my hideaway, I slipped inside the safety of the prickly bushes and stripped out of my clothes in record time. Pausing only to slip on the newly acquired sandals, I stepped back out into the open trees.

The breeze that morning felt somehow more intimate as it washed gently over my heat and, I have to admit, rather copious moisture. My heart-rate was once more pushed towards the upper reaches of human capabilities – of hummingbird capabilities, come to that – and my senses seemed to be singing with heightened awareness.

I was grateful that my hearing, in particular, seemed to be so very sensitive because I was more aware than I'd ever been of just how naked I was, and I took the first tentative steps away from the bushes – and the clothes that would spare my modesty. 

I followed the same few steps that I'd taken just the previous day when that old guy and his dog had been so close but in the weirdest sense imaginable I began to feel even more exposed and at risk in the evidently empty area than I had when I was within easy sight of a man had he turned to face me the previous day. With every step I took, the exposed feeling increased – along with my sense of arousal.

I paused countless times to make sure that I couldn't hear the distant approach of another human but eventually – and moistly – I reached the spot at which I had turned tail and retreated twenty-four hours earlier. I very slowly swivelled around and looked back at the now distant bushes where my clothes were hidden and then, after taking a hundred deep breaths, I turned away once more.

The next steps I took felt as if I were abandoning all chance of modesty and all reason, but I could see another thick stand of bushes some fifteen yards ahead, to the left of the forest path. In the dim distance behind me I thought I heard a twig crack and with a hand rather pointlessly covering my groin I dashed forward towards a sanctuary that was by no means truly safe, but which would spare me the ultimate embarrassment should that distant noise prove to be someone approaching.

Once safely tucked away behind a bunch of ferns and yet more bramble bushes I held my breath, expecting at any second to hear much closer footsteps. My hand was still at my groin and I was tempted for a few brief seconds to indulge the incredible arousal that I felt, but the very first gentle probing had me whimpering too loudly for comfort. I hastily took my hand away, alarmed for a few seconds when my arousal levels increased with my increased levels of exposure.

I tried to calm myself in the seconds and then few minutes that followed, my ears tuned towards the pathway just a few yards the other side of my stand of bushes. With no watch to gauge the time I took to counting slowly to three hundred giving anyone who might be approaching, and who had stood on the distant twig, plenty of time to arrive. I reached four hundred and twenty three before I gave a rueful shake of the head and told myself to be sensible. There was no one within a country mile of me.

Finally, I allowed myself a gentle rub and then stood slowly. My mind was telling me that I had seen another stand of bushes further down the path and I gave a little grin as I decided that I'd be oh so very daring and go that far before turning back.

Nodding at my sense and my daringness, I stepped out from the bushes and turned towards the next target destination.

How the old man didn't see me, I'll never know. 

I didn't even know there was an old fallen tree cut into a rustic seat on that stretch of the pathway, but there he was sitting happily munching a sandwich – and for me, at least, blissfully unaware that a naked young lady was standing, shocked rigid, just a few feet across the pathway from him. 

I dropped to all fours and scampered back into the shelter of the bushes, finally understanding what the expression 'heart in the throat' actually felt like. When I realised how far I was from my clothes, my heart rate soared higher still and my legs and arms actually started to tremble. With a deep sense of dread and wonder, I felt tiny muscles deep in my belly start to flutter and I clamped my right hand over my mouth, my left hand dropping to my naked groin.

I looked down at myself – small, firm breasts heaving, their nipples rigid and tingling, and that hand, fingers pointed straight downwards, covering my hot and oh-so wet pussy. I looked through the bush to my side and could make out the man's left leg. For some reason when I glimpsed him crossing his right leg over that denim-clad left, I let my middle finger slide upwards along the wetness of my pussy and flicked at my hard clit, sending a lightning bolt through my mind.

As the first shocking wave of orgasm started to shudder and twitch its way through my belly I clamped my right hand harder and harder over my mouth. I collapsed backwards, narrowly avoiding impaling myself on a thousand sharp bramble barbs, and just knew there was no way to stop things. As soon as that realisation washed through me I started to climax. And we're not talking about a quick, easy orgasm. My hips were bucking against my fingers and my right hand slipped away from my mouth, letting loose squeaks and squeals before I could clamp it back. I frantically tried to catch sight of the guy sitting so close, desperate now not to be caught in such a brazen – glorious – way, but every pulse of climax seemed to push my head further away from any convenient gap in the foliage. After a few hopeless attempts I just gave in completely – there was no way I could stop even if the guy had heard anything. And that realisation took me to even higher orgasmic paths. 

My fingers were running with my juices by the time I started to calm, shuddering and shaking as aftershock followed aftershock. I could scarcely believe that the stranger from the seat hadn't become the spectator at my feet. And that thought sent another aftershock through me.

I finally heard the guy standing up from his seat – completely unaware of my proximity (and my naked tits and pussy) – and moving off along the path in the direction I had come from.

I left it for a few minutes and then scurried back to my clothes, dressing as fast as I ever had before heading back home where I spent the whole afternoon replaying my near-close encounter. Replaying it with my fingers, that is. I was so sore the next morning, I can tell you.

Since that day I've got progressively bolder, leaving my clothes in the same stand of brambles but venturing further and further into the forest, using a series of clumps of fern and bramble as staging areas where I hide – and sometimes play. One day two weeks ago I spent eight hours deep in the forest, completely naked. I followed six different guys that day – I have a penchant for following older guys since they never seem to hear what is going on so close behind them – and I stopped to play no fewer than three times. You'd be amazed at how close I can get to people without them realising a highly horny and extremely naked lady is so close to them.

Yesterday was another long trip for me. I got to the brambles – there's blackberries by the hundred on the bushes now – before nine o'clock, and took my first steps deeper into the woods by five minutes past. It must have been close to ten before I heard the first footsteps approaching and by then I was skulking in a stand of thick brambles at least a couple of miles from where I'd left my clothes. 

I knew that I would be walking ever deeper into the trees for another couple of hours before, so terribly exposed, I turned and headed back towards the sanctuary of my far, far distant clothing, and I have to be honest – I was wallowing in my nervousness, luxuriating in every thrill and scintillation of nerves as a twig snapped somewhere nearby or a small animal scuttled through the undergrowth, rustling small branches and feathering my heartstrings.

I moved on in a series of scuttles and dashes interspersed with casual strolls, one moment taking refuge, heart pounding, among thick stands of bushes, the next brazenly striding among the trees, sunlight sending dappled shadows across my bare flesh.

With no wristwatch to tell me how long I had been naked in the sun and shade, I reached a small outcrop of rock which I thought I recognised from an earlier wander, its appearance a gentle worry since, although I thought I had seen it before, I seemed to recall that the last time I'd seen it was when it had been rather closer to my starting point. Which couldn't, of course, be the case this particular day since I was certain I had walked as far as ever before away from my base camp. 

I looked up through the thick tangle of branches above and realised that the sun was as high as it was possible for it to get – a sure-fire indication that early afternoon had arrived given how late it was becoming in the summer. I turned quickly, trying to get my bearings and headed off at once towards where I estimated my destination to be.

It's true that a return journey always seems so much shorter than a journey out to a destination, right? Well yesterday I found the fallacy in that statement. I headed resolutely – and as swiftly as I dared – back the way I thought I had come. I scanned left and right with almost every step, becoming ever-more desperate to see a landmark that held even a hint of familiarity. I recognised nothing and as the distance I travelled increased, my anxiety increased with it. In direct proportion to it, even. 

As the sun started to make its way noticeably towards the horizon, I became more and more panicky. My nakedness felt more and more pronounced and my sense of vulnerability began to reach critical proportions. 

After what seemed like hours – days – I thought I caught a glimpse of a tall, gnarled plane tree jutting up between two distant oaks, and I swore – rather ungraciously – a small prayer of thanks before adjusting my direction to aim more squarely at my new target. From away to my right, deeper among the trees, a small branch snapped with a pistol-loud crack, sending my heart up into my throat, and I pretty much sprinted forward towards a small clump of the ever-present brambles some ten yards ahead of me. 

I angled to my left, intending to round the prickly bushes on that side and cower behind them until I could identify whatever had snapped the twig – or at least until I heard whatever had caused the noise move off deeper into the forest. I was already straining to hear, glancing worriedly to my right as I reached the safety of the bramble bushes. I careered around the thorny branches, acutely aware of having covered a very broad open space and of the seconds that had elapsed since that sharp wooden report. But acutely unaware of the young man who was standing behind the bushes trying to locate a number of his phone.

I collided with him before I had even truly registered his presence and was already squealing in shock and fright even as I was flying through the air backwards. I know it sounds impossible, but in the split seconds I had between the collision and my butt hitting the grass of the forest floor, I became acutely aware of the fact that every inch of my front was exposed to the stranger. I even managed to estimate his age (mid-twenties) and his type (geek who could look quite cute if he ever worked out how to make the effort). Those facts didn't exactly help.




In the Woods



Once I'd slithered to a halt, my squeal echoing back from the trees even though I had clamped a hand over my mouth, I spun up onto my knees and bent forward, hiding as much of my nakedness as I could under the – trying – circumstances. It was the young geek (Andrew, I later learned) who surprisingly managed to find his voice first.

'Hell! Are you okay? Has someone attacked you?'

I looked up, puzzled at his reaction until my brain supplied a 'look at this from his point of view, dummy' prod that made me realise this guy thought that I was in trouble. Trouble not of my own making, that is. The surprise at his misinterpretation of the situation (and to a degree, my surprise that getting caught like this might look like someone else's fault rather than mine) is probably what had me stuttering and stammering.

'What? Oh, no, not at all. I mean, I'm not exactly okay, am I? But it's my fault entirely. Well, sort of... I mean... It's just this has never happened before. I mean I've done this before but not this this... not this getting caught thing, I mean... Actually I'm not sure what I mean.'

'I think it means I've won the lottery,' Andrew the geek said, 'I'm sorry and all that but wow.'

'Wow?' Shock induces dumbness in me. That and my genes.

'Yeah, wow. I know I only had about half a second to register things, but I'm pretty sure you're naked, right?'

I groaned, but the groan was probably not what Andrew the Geek imagined it might have been caused by, 'You noticed?'

'Sorry, but I won't deny it.' He paused, and grinned – as well he might – 'I just have to ask, right? Why exactly are you naked?'

I grunted, 'I thought you were going to ask me to stand up!' Even as I said it, the full realisation of what had happened hit me. Between my thighs. I whimpered.

'Look, sorry, I'm being way rude. I'll just... walk away if you want?'

I nodded, not trusting my voice which would probably have said something stupid like 'don't because one more look from you will have me climaxing'. With emotions that were mixed to say the least – think industrial strength blenders here – I looked up just enough to see the guy's trainer-clad feet shuffling away to my left.

I waited until they were out of sight and sprang to my feet. I was totally disorientated, my heart in my throat, determined to keep myself from thinking about what had just happened until I got to the safety of my bedroom. Or my house, at any rate. Or clothes, at least. 

Which reminded me. Clothes. I span in a circle and back a quarter turn until I saw the gnarled plane tree. This time I paused long enough to make sure there were no other sounds apart from the normal noises of a forest being a forest, then took the deepest of breaths before dashing away from the bushes and onto a course parallel to one of the many footpaths that criss-crossed the ground. I picked up speed as I reached a relatively level stretch of grassland, braking only slightly to angle myself around another bunch of brambles.

And then clattering straight into the back of my geek.

This time we both went sprawling, landing with simultaneous thuds as four shoulder-blades (two of which were naked) hit the ground. The breath whooshed out of me and as the inner devil grinned at me, the outer angel tried forlornly to drape hands and arms across my nakedness. I only realised how unsuccessful I'd been in that endeavour when I realised that Andrew the geek was sitting up a couple of feet from me, his jaw hanging as he stared at my exposed breasts.

'Sorry,' I managed, altogether more of a question than an apology. Then a shudder squirmed through my belly as I fully realised what the situation was. The next 'sorry' was definitely more of an apology, but not for any reason that Andrew the geek would ever imagine.

'Don't be,' he said, sincerely, 'You're really – I hope you don't mind me saying it... actually it doesn't matter, I need to say it anyway... you're really... gorgeous.'

'You mustn't!' I gasped, a shudder bringing moisture to my lips. Yes, those lips.

'I am sorry, but I just had to tell you. I'm never ever this lucky normally. Normally? I mean ever. Oh god, I can see... did you know I can... see...' he nodded at my groin.

I adjusted my hand. Or more to the point a couple of fingers, 'Oh it's me who's sorry!'

'Look, you can have my shirt if that helps. I don't want-'

He was so close to my nakedness. Everything that I had for almost a decade kept hidden on my daring little walks, all that I'd tried to keep away from eager eyes... And here he was, close enough to touch, close enough to see every tiny goosebump of flesh on my exposed breasts. Close enough to see the glistening of my fingers where they pressed so tightly against my... I gasped louder as a finger slid between the hot, moist lips of my womanhood, the realisation of what I was now undoubtedly starting to do next to this complete stranger sending my excitement levels spiralling out of control.

'It's. Not. That. Sort. Of. Sorry!' I gasped. 

With a guttural grunt I let my hand fall away from my chest, exposing my small-but-heaving breasts completely and absolutely. As the geek's eyes widened in obvious delight I finally gave in. The fingers of my other hand began a rapid fluttering movement, teasing and then rubbing hard at my clit as my hips bucked in rhythm.

When my geek rested a very tentative hand against my upper chest I left him in no doubt of what I was feeling and doing. My orgasm hit even before his hand slid lower, and by the time he had cupped a bare breast I was grunting like a rutting animal. 

A tiny part of my brain smiled as wave of climax followed wave of climax – and told me that this is what I had spent ten years waiting for. I howled like a she-wolf, all thoughts of hiding and discretion washed away.

Andrew the geek told me it was ten minutes before I could even breathe properly again and that I had – he was almost happy to say – missed him letting loose his manhood and his own orgasm. We weren't discovered there which was probably just as well, since I had no control left in me and Andrew is hardly the brawniest of guys. And afterwards... well after the shock of the orgasm and the shock of being so brazen and visible, I relaxed. I knew that any belated efforts at protecting my modest y were pointless – and besides, between you and me I wanted to see Andrew's face properly when I bared everything for him.

He was a gentleman, really – or at least as much of a gent as the circumstances allowed. He helped me find my way back to my clothes, ushering me into cover when other people appeared in the distance, and when I was about to dress I could hardly have objected when he put a hand on my arm and said in very simple and straight terms that he wanted one last look at my naked body. 

Like I say, he was almost the perfect gentleman. I wouldn't have objected to a brief caress either, but given that I'd spent almost a decade hiding from eyes let alone fingers, I was hardly likely to find it easy to change so much so fast. He got a naked kiss and a hug, at least.

I spent last night sleeping very little and playing – a lot. I keep remembering my loss of control next to Andrew the geek and I keep remembering how I had no control left. More to the point I keep remembering that he could have done anything to me right then. A less geeky guy might have tried, but I needed the gentleness and shyness of my geek to make it work so well. 

Just before dawn I started to doze, but not before I started to hatch a plan whereby I would resume my naked forest rambles as soon as possible. This time, though, I will follow individuals closely, and if I think that they're geeky enough – non-threatening enough if I'm honest – then maybe I will take a short cut or two to get ahead of them on the path. And then, maybe, if I can pluck up the courage, I will dash out from cover 'accidentally' and collide with them.

Who knows, maybe I will collide with a more assertive geek one day, and find out that there's more to be had than just an orgasm or five in my forest?

Who knows, maybe it will be today? I'm going outside now. And I may be some time...



In the Woods



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Just a little story I wrote years a go for a site that's now no more. 

Be gentle with me it was my first time writing.
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My eyes slowly open adjusting to the light shinning on my face. I begin to remember where I am, my mind slowly recovering from a long restful nights sleep. I'm in a tent in the middle of the woods. The light of the rising sun is shinning through a window in the tent onto my face. I look beside me but all I see is the empty pillow and crumpled blankets denoting the spot where she had slept the night before. 

Rising from the floor of our tent I move to examine the campsite. The site is empty aside from the tent and the ashes of last night's fire. She must be around here somewhere. I followed the sounds of running water as I walked through the forest. The low-lying bushes growing along the riverbank block the stream from view. As I part the branches clearing a way through the foliage I see her. Long strands of red hair rolling from her head along her shoulders and dangling down in obscuring her breasts. She is sitting by the water just up the stream only a few meters away from me. She's lost in the little ripples in the stream and the glittering light that came as the canopy above parts in the wind letting the sunlight in to reflect off the water.

I didn't want to disturb her so I began to move more slowly through the bush. The branches brush across my chest as I begin to admire my lover. She is beautiful maybe 5' 9" not skinny but not plump with moderately sized breasts and long curving legs. Her legs obscured her more intimate parts. As I wonder at what lies between those legs, my mind far from my actions, my foot passes onto a dry branch lying on the far side of the bushes. SNAP.

The cracking rings out among the trees breaking the quiet background noise of the birds, branches and the stream. The noise broke her concentration, her muscles tensing up as she looked for the source of the noise. Seeing it was me a gentle smile began to spread across her face. Her muscles relax as her eyes began to roam across my skin. She lowers her right leg, allowing the upper edges of the trimmed red pubic hair to be seen. A few strands of her crimson hair are blowing across her face despite several attempts to delicately brush them aside. She pats the ground next to her lightly beckoning me over her eyes fixed with mine, the smile still on her face. 

I sit next to her the moss covering the ground brushing lightly against my legs. My eyes still locked with hers lost in the little changes in the greens that surround her pupils. The gentle racking of her nails breaks the spell as they run across my back alternating from a light scratch to a soft caress as her lips part in a sly grin. No longer lost in her eyes I bring my hand down to the long strands of hair that play across her nipples occulting them from my view. They dance along her shoulders as the join the scattered mane of hairs along her back. I stare longingly at the now visible breasts the gentle motions of her hair having made the nipples erect.

Noticing my staring she gives out a laugh as her head moves closer her lips closing against my temple in a kiss. The kisses continue running from my temple across my cheek and along my jaw as my hand begins to move along her shoulder. When she reaches my chin I give her a little peck on the nose before my lips join hers. At first our lips move tenderly against each other but our embrace soon escalates as our tongues intertwine and her teeth begin to gently nip at my lower lip. We break our embrace our bodies no longer apart as our thighs rub together and our arms have intertwined. I look down along her body and lightly licking my lips. Nodding in approval as she lays her back against the ground. 

I move to her head and begin to kiss her forehead as I move my lips down towards the rest of her. We linger for a minute when our lips meet and before we continue on to other things. As my neck passes above her lips I feel the gentle warmth as she brings her lips against them. I kiss her collarbone and move towards her breasts lingering long enough to taste the nipples and gently nip them. She giggles and responds by nipping mine as her hand run along my stomach. 

My lips continue to caress her as I move lower lingering a round her stomach before continuing down the outside of her legs. I had decide to pass the sensitive lips untouched. The lips where now clearly seen the pubic hair trimmed down except for a small tuft accenting the top. Her lips have followed mine they both mimic and guide me as I journey down her body. Giggles leap from her mouth as I nibble her toes but she soon begins to move her lips up along my inner leg. The purpose clear I work my lips back towards that tuft as hers moves towards my long erect penis. Staring longingly, I can see the red nib of her clit just poking from under its hood as well as the glimmer of liquid on the ruffled nympha protruding from her lips. GASP. My lover, is not as patient as myself, has already begun to taste the tip of my cock. Following her lead I began to suck her clitoris. Gently wrapping my lips over her clit my tongue begins to circle her nub. The low murmured moan coming from my lover encourages me as I continue to run my tongue in circles occasionally moving to gently taste the lips below. 

I was finding it harder and harder to focus as she began move from my tip farther down the shaft gently bobbing her head her tongue happily lapping along. Feeling the rising desire to let go and tasting greater amounts of fluid between her hips I stop and return to my partner's lips, she'd stopped as well, our preparations complete. I positioned myself on top of her as we swap the collected fluids in our mouths, the head of my cock right next to her opening. Then in one swift powerful move.... My back lands hard against the mossy forest floor. 

She's giggling like mad as I try to recover the breath that was almost knocked out of me. Carefully she begins to position her hips above mine, gently grasps my shaft to help guide it up into her depths. Since she clearly wants things her way I lay back and enjoy the sight of her breasts as they gently rise and fall with her every breath. With a huge grin she begins to lower on to me. I close me eyes focusing on the warm pressure building along me as I slide inside her. She clenches her muscles slightly as she finishes her movement. The red tuft now brushing against me. My shaft has filled her, leaving the tip just touching the cervix at the end of her passage. Clenching my shaft, she begins to move up and down rising and falling along me, her hands griping my legs to keep her steady. She quickly picks up speed as her red hairs begin to dance in the air swirling around her head. They periodically brush along her breasts, which have begun to bounce with the motion. Those round orbs dance along following with the pleasure running past me. 

I feel a strong urge for release as the pleasure begins to build. Light groans leave my mouth as I desperately try to hold on to the pleasure not wanting to deny her the climax that's building inside her. I move my hands to her breasts gently cupping the soft skin trying to fulfil some need to taking my mind off the pleasure. The groans leaving my mouth soon find themselves coupled with her moans as she finds the rhythm that begins to bring her to her peak. My thumbs pinch her nipples as I try desperately to bring her to climax before I loose my control. Before long a deep moan leaves her and the muscles spasm along me as she reaches orgasm. The sensations finally being too much, I begin to spurt cum inside her.

I begin coating the sides of her passage before plastering her cervix in my fertile cream as she lowers it into position. As the last of my cum enter her she begins to relax laying herself down on my chest as she gently nuzzles my neck. We slowly begin to recover our breath. The songbirds provide a beautiful background noise as we enjoy the pleasant afterglow of our lovemaking.

"Is getting pregnant always this fun Alan?" Her eyes rise and stare into mine.

"Only when it's with someone as wonderful as you Emily. Did you like the spot I found?"

"Oh Alan, this place is wonderful I got lost in it all waiting for you to get up"

Feeling that I had now softened inside her and finding her breath had returned Emily gets up brushing the dirt and little pieces of moss that cling to her skin.

"Lets go back to the campsite for lunch we can get back to our happy work after we've had something to eat".

She starts walking back through the woods towards the camp a small line of semen trickling down her leg as she goes. 

I shout after her "Next time you want to change positions could you give me a little warning?"

Giggling to herself "you know I like to be on top. Now come on you'll need your strength for what I have planned for this afternoon"

Brushing myself off I run to catch up to her not wanting to miss lunch. I know full well that this afternoon will prove to be very demanding indeed.