In the Bushes

tags: M/F, cons, oral, sex

 

disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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He shushed softly in my ear as I involuntarily moaned under his grip.

In the trail, maybe fifty meters away, a middle aged couple walked slowly with her daughter between them. They were talking happily, oblivious to us, at least so far.

One of his hands tightened over my mouth in an effort so silence me, but the other kept moving over my panties making it very hard for me.

We were kneeling behind a fallen log on the damp earth, he was behind me, grabbing me tight while he slowly played with me.� I had my eyes on the trail, alert to every sign of movement while I tried to stay quiet.

Just when I thought I had this under control he changed tactics and my legs turned to jelly again. This time his hand started moving to the side and then under my panties. I could feel his rough fingers on my labia.

‘You are so wet� you like this, don’t you? The feeling that at any moment someone will see you?’ he whispered in my ear as the couple and their kid took a turn and disappeared into the forest.

I moaned in response as one of his fingers dipped inside me.

Of course I was wet, I had already cummed once a few minutes before, and the next one was very close.

He stopped fondling my pussy for a moment, pulling my tights down along with my panties to get better access to pussy. It felt cold to be exposed and I could feel a soft breeze around me that wasn’t there before.

He then took his hand from my mouth and I heard a rustling sound from behind me. His hands grabbed mine and pulled them from the log towards my back. I fell slightly, landing with my cheek on the log as he pulled my wrist together.

What felt like a nylon strap tightened around them once, twice, and then a third time, binding them tightly.

In one fluid movement he lifted my hips and separated my legs, leaving me even more exposed and vulnerable.

I heard laughter ahead of us and my heart stopped. Some one had seen us. I had to crane my neck forward to see the trail again but they were as oblivious to us as the rest had been.

A group of girls around my age were walking by while they laughed about something I couldn’t catch. I was a little bit relieved but it was short lived.

One of his hands shoved something in my mouth. It was a salty piece of cloth, maybe his buff, or maybe some dirty underwear. Either way, the taste was nauseating and the fullness of my mouth started to stretch my jaws.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t force it out. Neither could I move with my hands behind my back and my legs apart. I was immobilized and vulnerable, just how he liked it.

He resumed his attack on my sex moments later, going straight to my exposed pussy. He slipped a finger inside me while his palm rubbed my clit, and his free hand caressed my ass.

Oh, no. Please no�. I moaned slightly in anticipation as I new what was coming. No wonder he felt the need to gag me.

Luckily he waited until they started laughing again to strike me. Unluckily, he hit me pretty hard.

His open palm stuck me on the ass making me jump and squeal. Both the slap and my scream were pretty loud in my ears and I was sure they were going to hear it but they didn’t.

He repeated it again to similar results, always moving the hand he had on my pussy.

He was apparently unsatisfied with that because his free hand grabbed my ponytail and pulled my head back.

‘Ready?’ he said cryptically.

I wasn’t ready, no matter what he had in mind, but he didn’t seem to care. This time he waited until everything was silent and then he slapped my ass again.

I wasn’t expecting it that time and I squealed more in surprise than in pain. In the trail, one of the girls stopped and started looking around.

She made a gesture with her right hand and the rest of the girls stopped around her. Her eyes passed right over us and my heart was racing like never before. He kept fondling me like nothing was happening and I finally came again.

I closed my jaws tightly over the gag and shut my eyes as waves of pleasure washed over me erasing the outside world from my mind. At that time, I didn’t care if they saw us, I was completely at the mercy of my orgasm.

In what felt like an eternity my sense started to return one by one.

The first one was my sense of smell. I could sense the wet aroma of the forest around me mixed with a more feral perfume. After a little deliberation with my mind I came to the conclusion that the musky smell I sensed was my own juices.

Next came taste, again with the same musky aroma. Finally I opened my eyes to see his hand in front of me while he pushed on of his fingers into my mouth.

To my surprise I found myself suckling it until I remembered the girls and frantically started looking around.

To my immediate relief we were alone and the trail was deserted again.�

I light tug in my mouth reminded me that I apparently had a job to do.

‘Good girl’ I heard him say behind me.

My hands were still tied behind me and my tights were still around my knees when he grabbed me by my elbow and pulled me up. My legs were still a bit weak so he had to grab me while I found my balance.

Once he deemed me stable enough, he went to his knees in front of me while I eyed the trail suspiciously. As long as I remained standing, I was way more visible to anyone walking by.

My only relief was that I was dressed in dark clothing and that the sunset had been a few minutes before we started this, so the forest was pretty dark.

Apparently thinking the same thing he pulled my tights all the way down and while he also took off my shirt and my sports bra.

I was now completely naked with my hands tied behind my back, my pale skin much more clear in the dark forest. I started shivering from the cold when he rose.

He looked at my naked chest and smiled like someone who is remembering something nasty and my shivering got worst.

He signaled down with his eyes and I got the message.

Trying not to fall to hard I kneeled in front of him and started nuzzling his crotch with my face.

He still had his zipper up and when he made no move to open it for me I knew he expected me to do all the job.

I pulled from his waistline until the clasp was open and then took the zipper tab carefully between my teeth. Once I had it I went down slowly and the zipper was done.

I again grabbed his waistline with my teeth and pulled down until his pants were free to fall around his ankles.

His erection was obvious under his underwear and I started nuzzling my face against it again. From time to time I would bite it slowly through the fabric playing with it until it felt fully erect.

Finally, I bit the waistband of his underwear and pulled it down until his cock was free.

Wasting no time I started sucking him. I would only stop occasionally to catch my breath, licking his balls while I did.

I moved my hips as low as I could and looked up, into his eyes as he had trained me, then I opened my mouth wide and took him in once more.

Moving my head forward and backward, I tried to bring him over the edge as fast as I could, all the time wishing I had my hands free to masturbate him at the same time.

I must have done something good because a few minutes into my blowjob he grabbed my head and started moving it. He literally fucked my mouth, pushing deeper and deeper every time until he groaned. It was the only warning I got before he started cumming.

He filled my mouth with his hot and tangy cum while I sucked as hard as I could without swallowing. He jerked one or twice after he finished cumming and let my head go.

I pulled back a little, breathed deeply though my nose and looked up, opening my mouth to show him his seed in my mouth. I was only allowed to swallow it under his command.

While I waited, I played with my tongue moving the hot cum inside my mouth until he smiled again.

‘Swallow’ he said quietly and I did, opening my mouth afterwards to show him what a good girl I had been.

He pulled up his pants before helping me to my feet and turning me around. He undid his belt and my hands screamed in pain for a few moments as blood rushed back into them.

After only a few pins and needles remained I slowly pulled my clothes to were they belonged.

He offered me a bottle of water but I didn’t want to drink now. I could still taste his cum in my mouth and I wanted to savor it for a little more.

I was a bit cold, my panties were soaking wet, my tights were covered in leaves and twigs, but I felt good inside.

I approached him from behind as he rummaged inside our backpack for something and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled, handed me my soft-shell jacket and waited until I was ready to start towards the trail.

 

 

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