****** Cruising in the Woods by Barbwire ******
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Cruising in the Woods


This is a true story as told to me by NJsubCD@AOL.com

I had just finished working out at a local gym and felt compelled to drive down
to the park which stretches for miles along the Raritan River. It was late
afternoon and I knew that there might be some cruising in the public bathrooms
and nearby woods. Being a mild sunny autumn day I figured it would be fun just
to take a walk whether or not there was any action though I hoped there would
be..

I hadn't been there for quite some time and as I drove into the park I
immediately noticed the effects of the recent flooding. Many tree limbs lay
wedged against fences and where there had been green grass now dunes of sand
covered the landscape close to the river. Hurricane Floyd had indeed left his
mark here as it had in many parts of the state.

I parked in the parking lot close to the river and removed my sneakers and
socks. Quickly checking to see if anyone was around I pulled off my shorts and
underwear. Naked from the waste down I fondled myself excitedly as I checked
the rear view mirrors and side to side to see if anyone was approaching. It's
thrilling for me to be naked in my car, the public bathrooms or the woods when
I come here. It has become a dangerous obsession for me. I don't seem to be
able to control the urge to strip in places where I could be seen.

A few cars sat vacant nearby, but there was no sign of anyone for a minute or
so until a car pulled up. I quickly pulled my shorts up to cover myself leaving
my underwear under the seat as I watched the occupant get out of his car and
walk by. I could feel his eyes on me as he passed, but I didn't dare look at
him. Once he had walked on by I turned my head and watched him go down toward
the river and then disappear into the woods.

I knew he was cruising the trail that lay beyond and assumed that the owners of
the vacant vehicles were probably in there already. I knew what they were doing
and the thought of them having sex in the woods excited me. I rubbed the
tingling head of my penis through my gym shorts keeping a close eye on the
entrance to the trail as I contemplated what I wanted to do.

I remained in my car unsure whether I should go check it out when two men came
out of the woods and walked by looking me over as they went to there cars. They
had obviously gotten what they had come for because they quickly started up
their cars and left more than likely to resume there "normal" lives after
having a little secret fun.

I knew the guy who had passed by earlier was still in there and I was quite
sure he was alone.. He was probably in his late twenties, a big guy, six feet,
maybe 200 pounds. I love big men. They make me feel so small and submissive.
Being only 5'9" and160 pounds a big guy like him always makes me feel sexy. The
thought of him seeing me naked and using me became overwhelming - I had to do
it!

I retrieved a pair of my wife's sandals that lay on the floor in the back and
put them on. Wearing these feminine sandals made me feel even more sexy and
submissive.

I quickly got out of the car and checked to see if anyone else was around as I
strolled towards the woods. I looked down at my feet loving how they looked in
my cute sandals wishing at that moment that I was wearing a pretty dress rather
than the androgenous shorts and a t shirt that I had on.

I entered the woods and found that the trail now resembled a beach. Rolling
dunes of sand now covered it as far as I could see. I was amazed at how far up
into the woods the flood waters had gone. Little dunes of sand covered much of
the underbrush.

As I walked the cool sand felt refreshing on my feet and toes, but I was more
interested in where my tall dark stranger had gotten to. I scanned the area for
him, but saw no one. I continued walking the sandy path along the river until
suddenly I saw him up above the path a few yards ahead watching me as I
approached.

When I had reached the point where I was just below him he looked down at me
rubbing the palm of his large hand over his crotch letting me know what he
wanted, his expression that of a predator.

I timidly looked up at him. "Hi," I said shyly looking away immediately as I
continued along the path.. Not daring to look back I negotiated around a downed
tree walking deeper into the woods away from the river. I could hear his
footsteps behind me and my heart pounded in my chest knowing that he was
pursuing me.

I began to look for a good place to stop where I could safely take my clothes
off for this man, but could find little cover that the storm had not leveled.
Standing in the sand I looked through the woods seeing sections of the park
road just 50 or 60 yards from where I stood. The sun was going down, but it
seemed so out in the open.

Desperate to find a good spot I started to survey the area for the closest big
tree when suddenly a hand grabbed my ass. Startled I glanced back over my
shoulder and there he was.

"You're cute," he said leering down at me as his fingers probed the crack of my
ass through my shorts.

Trembling, I turned and looked up into his lustful gaze. His confident demeanor
excited me and I wanted so much to strip for him, but was too afraid to do it
in such a dangerous place. He stared into my frightened eyes knowingly slipping
his fingers in the waistband of my shorts.

"Show it to me," he demanded, his unyielding expression and commanding tone
melting my resistance. At that moment I wanted desperately to find a more
secluded spot, but then the thought of doing it there began to overwhelm me.
Moments like this always terrified me, when the compulsion to strip seemed to
override any rational judgement.

"No one will see us," he assured me confidently noticing my hesitation.

Gazing up at this strong masterful man with shy submissive eyes I slowly
crossed my arms taking hold of my shirt. As if in a trance I pulled my t shirt
up over my head and threw it to the ground. I then quickly kicked the sandals
off and pulled my shorts over my hips letting them fall around my bare feet
before stepping out of them.

In seconds I was completely naked standing on the sandy dune, fear crashing
into my consciousness like a tidal wave. I felt so vulnerable, so powerless and
more naked than I had ever been in my life.

"Oh yeah," he exclaimed. "Yeah show me that sexy body," he smirked.

Suddenly I was aware of his hands fondling my ass and penis which now began to
grow with my shame and excitement. Rubbing himself against my bare stomach I
could feel the hardness of his cock through his course denim jeans.

The whole scene just turned me on beyond reason. I couldn't take it anymore
knowing what I so desperately needed. Dropping to my knees in the soft sand and
began to kiss and lick the crotch of his pants.

"Please let me suck it," I moaned.

Surprised, but happy to oblige me he opened his fly and produced seven inches
of hard thick cock. I stared at his rigid cock but a second before engulfing it
in my mouth. The sweaty taste and smooth texture of his big cock was so
arousing I began sucking and slurping over it ravenously.

The thought of someone seeing me kneeling completely naked in front of this man
making love to his cock both thrilled and terrified me. My fear, serving as a
catalyst to my lust, only seemed to spur me on as his wonderful cock rammed in
and out of my hungry mouth.

"Yeah, suck it" he hissed. You love sucking cock don't you!" he laughed.

Nodding and moaning I maintained a tight grip around his cock as he began to
fuck my face. My hands clawed at his denim covered buttocks pulling each thrust
deep down my throat.

"If you do a good job maybe I'll even pee on you!" he added with a smirk.

I groaned long and hard over his beautiful cock at his words astonished at how
well this man was playing me.

"So you do want my piss!" he laughed. "You're a hot little bitch. Suck out my
cum and then you can have my piss all over you," he demanded.

The thought of him peeing on me ignited my passion beyond anything I had ever
known. I sucked his hard wet cock like a wanton slut no longer caring if
someone found us. In fact picturing another stranger watching me as I sucked
his cock excited me even more.

I slobbered over his cock for a few more minutes and then he pulled it from my
mouth and began teasing me with it. He toyed with me bringing it close to my
mouth only to pull it away when I would open my mouth. Then he began stroking
it over my face slapping it against my lips and outstretched tongue as I
desperately tried to recapture it in my mouth.

"I'm going to cum," he panted. "I'm going to cum on your tits," he hissed.

I couldn't believe he put it that way - he seemed to know exactly how to treat
me. I loved the idea of being his little sissy slut and having him spew his hot
cum on my tits and face.

I sat back, feeling the cool moist sand on my ass, jerking my own erection as I
watched the tip of his swollen cock erupt shooting streams of milky cum onto my
chest.

Once he had cum I ran my hand over my gooey tits as he fed me the syrupy
residue from the head of his softening cock.

"Keep licking it honey. I'll have some piss for you soon," he smirked.

Peeking up at the amused expression on his face shame began to consume me.
Quickly diverting my eyes I now stared at the softened pliable dick that he
held against my tongue. I couldn't believe that I was about to live out one of
my most perverse desires. I had never ever had someone pee on me before. Often
I had fantasized of what it would be like, but at that moment I was overcome
with an insatiable hunger to feel, taste and drink his piss.

"Pee for me," I begged, my small voice that of a little girl.

Suddenly pee dribbled onto my tongue. Startled I sat back as two quick spurts
landed on my chest. "Oh God, yeah," I screamed as a third squirt covered my
cock and hand as I stroked myself excitedly.

Grabbing the back of my head he pulled my mouth to the glistening wet head of
his penis. "Lick it - I've got more for you," he assured me.

Nervously I licked the drops from the tip of his cock tasting its warm, almost
sweet tang. Anxiously I took the head of his cock between my lips and sucked it
gently. Suddenly pee squirted over my tongue. I shamefully swallowed without
hesitation as he continued to shoot little squirts of pee into my mouth. The
pungent taste of it, feeling the warm liquid run down my throat only seemed to
fuel my desire for more of its sustenance.

"Suck it out - I think I've got a little more," he panted.

He held his soft dick in his hand as I sucked at the head. As I milked his cock
every few seconds, without warning, it would reward me with a quick spray of
urine that I would gulp down quickly and then resume sucking praying for more.

Finally he pulled his cock from my insatiable thirsty lips apparently unable to
produce anymore pee for me. "I'm going to have to save it up for you next
time," he laughed.

Somewhat disappointed I coyly glanced up at him smiling shyly like a naughty
little girl as he stepped back to survey the results of my degradation. He
seemed very proud of himself seeing me covered with his cum and piss.

"Jerk off for me bitch," he demanded, "I want to see you get off".

He just stood there amused as I knelt there on the ground jerking my stiff
cock. I could feel grains of sand intermixed with the warm urine that now
served as a slimy lubricant. I felt so ashamed, yet deliriously excited sitting
naked in the sand, my body dripping with his cum and piss, wet sand caked to my
legs and ass, jerking myself off for his entertainment.

My pistoning hand gripped tightly around my throbbing cock grinding bits of
sand into the sensitive blood engorged flesh. Craving release I began to wildly
jerk at my swelling cock lost in a masochistic haze. Suddenly my orgasm surged
with excruciating force to the enflamed head of my cock.

I'm cumming for you," I cried in a child's voice. Suddenly my face contorted
and my body lurched forward involuntarily as I came violently splattering gobs
of hot cum over the wet sand.

"Yeah, that's a good bitch," he snickered as he watched me milk the raw abused
shaft of my cock and shake off the cum that clung to the tip.

Having no more use for me he quickly zipped up and turned away from me walking
toward the parking area. "Take care," he said without looking back.

"Thanks," I whimpered childishly still sitting naked in the moist sand holding
my wet flaccid dick in my soiled hand.

I just sat there as dusk engulfed the Raritan river overwhelmed at what I had
done. I couldn't believe how caught up I had become in all of it, how I had let
him use me. Sucking cock was nothing new to me, but having him pee on me - I
had never thought I would ever actually do that. My god, I had willingly drank
his urine and had little doubt that I would do it again if given the chance.

Once I had collected my thoughts I stood, my legs sore and cramping, and slowly
dressed. With my shirt matted to my chest which was still covered with his cum
and urine I walked back to my car and quickly left. As I drove my mouth and
throat burned as did my thoughts with the knowledge that I had his piss in my
belly.

Probably more to cum :)

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