Caught in the Woods

I hiked up the trail, birds and bugs singing along from their arboreal hiding spots all around me. Usually, I found myself alone on these weekly excursions, but today was different, even if I didn't yet know just how unique it'd be. I had been setting a pretty steady pace when up ahead, I realized there was another hiker on the trail. I was walking quite a bit faster than them, but once I got closer, I slowed my pace and contented myself with walking a few dozen feet behind her and simply enjoying the view.

Her burgundy halter top exposed her sleek, sculpted back and shapely shoulder blades, as well as the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. She had a large tattoo on her back, a dark blue circle of the night sky, marked with golden stars and silver lines to show the constellations. Her limbs were lithe and muscled. Her black shorts were little more than a belt, the bottoms of her firm, round ass cheeks visible beneath the frayed hems. I couldn't help but stare at those perfect cheeks, watching each change shape with every step as they smoothly blended with her toned thigh before returning to a plump, eminently spankable mound.

I was so hypnotized by her swaying ass that I didn't even notice that it was slowly approaching me until its owner suddenly turned around..

"Hey there!" a smooth, melodious voice called to me. I looked up. She had stopped entirely and now faced me, her dark brown eyes staring into mine, luscious, chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders. Did I imagine it, or did her eyes give me a quick once over before she smiled? "I didn't realize there was anyone else on the trail today. Do you come here often?"

"Yeah, usually every week." I walked up to her and she matched my stride to stay next to me.

"Oh, great! I'm pretty new here so maybe you can show me around a bit," she inquired, her hand briefly resting on my shoulder. I felt a stirring in my heart and my shorts. Her beaming smile was irresistible. "I'm Rebecca."

"Sure thing. I'm Alex."

We walked up the trail together, talking all the while. I admit, the entire time, I kept sneaking glances at her body, at her firm tits, at her slender neck, at her prominent collarbones, just visible above her halter top, at her bare midriff, her thin, toned stomach, and of course, that round, perfect ass that tempted me to spank it hard with each step. Eventually I had to hold my hands together behind my back just to resist the temptation, hoping she wouldn't notice the uncomfortable bulge in my shorts.

Finally, we reached the summit. Here, there were no trees. Just a gorgeous view of the surrounding countryside and the nearby ocean. She sat down on the grass, panting. "Oh, this is gorgeous!" she gushed. "I'm so glad I came up here today."

"It's great, right?" I looked down at her. Her halter top fell forward, just a bit, just enough for me to see straight down, to see the curves of her breasts and the dark points of her nipples. Fuck... "Are you going to stay here a bit?"

"Yeah, I just want to rest and take in the view. How about you?"

"I'm going to take a quick walk around. I'll meet you back here?"

"Sounds good. See you soon."

I hurried away, my cock straining awkwardly against my boxers. I couldn't get the image of her breasts out of my head. Not too big, but wonderfully firm and round and full. I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate until I took care of things. I walked down the path towards an area I knew to be secluded, rubbing my cock through my pocket, unable to wait to relieve the pressure inside me.

I reached an isolated spot. I looked around. It was just me and the trees. I took a deep breath and reached into my shorts, pulling out my already aching cock. The sudden freedom, the liberating sensation of the fresh, summer air on my exposed body, made me gasp. My hard, thick shaft glistened in the sunlight.

I wrapped my hand around my cock, closed my eyes, and thought of Rebecca's body, imagining those toned thighs wrapped around me, those pert, firm breasts bouncing up and down as I fucked her hard, her cheeks in my hands, my thick cock filling her tight cunt. I could only imagine what sort of stamina she'd have. I bet she could go all day, riding me like a stallion, keeping my cock right on the edge of an explosive orgasm until I couldn't resist her body a moment longer and she stole my seed from me. My manhood throbbed, buzzing with pleasure, every stroke of my hand, every pump, bringing me closer and closer. I was almost there. I was-

"There you are!" called Rebecca from behind me. My heart almost exploded, suddenly racing. I hurriedly stuffed my cock back into my boxers. My cheeks burned. My cock tingled, threatening to cum from no more than the friction of my fabric upon it. I took a second to compose myself and turned around.

"Oh, Rebecca, hi!" I said. I could hear the trembling in my voice. Could she? "Got bored?"

"Yeah, I felt pretty lonely all by myself, so I thought I'd come find you." She stopped a few paces from me and studied my face. "You look red, are you okay?"

I stepped back. "I feel fine."

"No, you're really red. Have you been over-exerting yourself?" She came closer, right up to me. "Are you sure you're fine? You look hot." She raised a hand to my forehead, her flesh against mine. "You feel a little warm. Maybe you're sick."

She raised herself onto her tip-toes and reached around my neck, pulling my forehead down to meet hers. Our eyes were close. Our lips were closer. I could feel her breath on my face. Her lithe body pressed against mine, her soft breasts against my chest, her crotch against my hardness. She lowered her eyes to mine and smirked. "Ohh..." She pulled back a bit and looked down. "My, my, I was wrong. So you aren't sick after all. Quite healthy, in fact. You really love nature, don't you?"

"Oh, no, that's my phone," I lied, pulling away. But I didn't get far before her hand reached down and grabbed my cock tightly.

"That's a phone? Really? Doesn't feel like a phone to me. Feels like a big, hard dick," she said, giggling. I brushed her hand aside. "It's okay. Nothing to be embarrassed about. You should be proud of a cock like that, Alex."

"Um, thanks."

She tilted her head to one side, her eyes boring through my shorts, as though she could see straight through them to my body beneath. Although, looking down at the very obvious outline of my shaft and head through my grey shorts, it didn't take superpowers to get a good idea of what it looked like, I realized. She bit her lip and pouted slightly "Can I see it?" she asked.

"See it?"

"Yeah. Your cock. I want to see it."

"Here? Now?"

"Why not? It's just us. No one else will see. And I'll keep it a secret. I won't tell anyone else about the handsome hiker with a long, thick cock."

My heart was racing. I was tempted, God, I was tempted. But I couldn't just whip my dick out for a woman I had just met...could I? It'd be wrong...but she clearly wanted it. "I can't," I demurred. "We just met."

She grabbed the sides of her halter top and pulled them inward for a few seconds, revealing a perfect pair of round, proud breasts and soft, brown nipples. She shimmied, letting them jiggle from side to side with a laugh before covering them back up. "Well we just met and you've seen my tits. Fair's fair. Show me your cock."

It took me a moment to reply. The sight of that divine chest had temporarily burnt away any thoughts from my mind. But eventually, I relented. "Fine, fine. I can tell you're not going to give me a choice."

"Nope."

"Alright..." I felt nervous still. I took a deep breath. I was really going to do this. I was going to take my cock out, in public, for a woman I had just met. I reached down towards my crotch. Rebecca's eyes followed my hands hungrily, like a cat watching a canary hopping towards a birdbath of barbecue sauce. What if I took it out and she screamed at me for being a pervert? What if she called the cops? "You're not gonna freak out?"

"No way! Come on, show me, Alex!"

"If you insist..." I unzipped my shorts and reached inside, grabbed my cock and pulled it out, and waited for a reaction.

"Oh...did you jizz your pants? That's okay, it happens! I think I've got some tissues," she said, rifling through her pockets.

"No, no, I didn't cum." I looked down at my suddenly shy and flaccid dick. "I just need to get it ready."

"Oh, good. I would have been bummed if I had missed the climax like that. Well, go on," she encouraged, her eyes fixated on my penis as I began to stroke and rub it, hoping to quickly get it back to an impressive state. But no matter how hard I tried, I remained unfortunately, hopelessly soft.

"Maybe I can help," Rebecca offered. She reached behind her back to untie her halter top and let it fall down her chest, baring her gorgeous handfuls and a slim, toned stomach. I hadn't noticed it before, but she had a tiny beauty mark just to the outside of her left nipple, the only imperfection on a pair of beautifully flawless, tanned breasts that only made them that much more perfect and delectable. I could only imagine taking that beauty mark into my mouth and sucking until her nipple stiffened between my lips.

She grabbed her breasts with both hands and pushed them up and together, forming a deep cleavage between them, filling me with a lustful envy for her, wishing those hands were my own. She looked down to them, then at me and smiled. "Just imagine cumming right here, Big Boy. Wouldn't that look good on me? I'll wear it on the walk home if you can manage it. I want to see you stroke that big, thick cock for me, Alex. Show me how big you get. Show me how much you can cum."

As though she had flipped a switch, my cock suddenly sprang to life, quickly thickening and stiffening in my hands as she watched with a smirk. With renewed vigor and a smile of my own, I began to stroke my cock properly, building the pleasure inside me for my private audience. "Mmmm, fuck, that looks delicious. Does it feel good?"

"Yeah." My hand slowly pumped my shaft up and down, fingers wrapped tightly around my throbbing manhood, brushing against the ridge of my head, sliding along my hot package. My touch had never felt so electric before, so intense. Did I have Rebecca's gaze to thank for that? A guttural moan escaped my clenched teeth.

"I can tell. Don't finish too quickly," she chided me. "I'm not done helping." She untied the bottom knot of her halter top and threw it aside. Next, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts. "Do you wanna see more, Big Boy?" I nodded. Gyrating her hips, dancing to a tune only she could hear, she slid her shorts down her wide hips, down her thick thighs and toned legs, stepping out of them and kicking them off to join her halter top, so she stood there in only her black panties, red lace decorating the hem.

She strode confidently towards my eager cock, stopping just inches away from the tip. She stroked my cheek softly with one hand. I knew we were both thinking about just how close she was, how easily I could take her if I wanted to, how easily I could make her mine. All I'd have to do is push her down onto the dirt, pull her panties to one side, and thrust my hard cock deep inside her tight pussy.

"Stroke it faster for me," she whispered. "Just like that. Oh, that's good. Twist your hand a bit for me, too. Right when you reach that big, swollen head of yours, yes, like that." She moaned, a sultry, salacious hum, her eyes locked onto my masturbation, her lips parted. Her hands pinched at her nipples. Even from here, I could tell they were pebble hard.

"Do you enjoy this?" she asked. "Do you like stroking that big, thick cock of yours for me?"

"I do," I panted, my hand rapidly pumping away.

"Me, too," she confessed, kissing my lips before backing away. She turned around and looked over her shoulder at me. Her hands went to her hips, and she bent over at the waist, slowly, torturously slowly sliding her panties down over her plump, round ass, finally revealing those delicious cheeks. Lower they went, exposing her thick, smooth, darkened lips. She giggled at my obvious delight at the sight, and soon removed them entirely, presenting herself to me, primally, as though we were beasts about to rut in the woods.

"Are you getting close?" she asked.

"I'm almost there."

"I want to do something first," she said. She came back to me and got down onto her knees, looking up at me with her big, brown, doe eyes, her mouth inches from my cock. She pulled my hand gently away. "Is that alright with you?"

"Go ahead."

She held my cock at the base and pursed her lips, planting a tender kiss on the head of my cock. My cock spasmed in her grip, eager for more. She laughed. "Well aren't you a frisky boy. Yes, you are," she cooed, petting my cock like a puppy. "Very well-behaved. Does he have a name?"

"I hadn't thought to give him one."

"That's alright. I'll call him...hmm...Dionysus. After the god of fertility. Do you like that name, Dionysus?" she asked, licking the underside of my cock from base to tip. I grunted and groaned, struggling to control myself, my cock twitching. "Ooh, he does like it. Well, he's going to love this."

She parted her juicy, red lips, stared deeply into my eyes, and took my cock into her mouth. I gasped at the sudden, wet heat engulfing me tightly, smothering my manhood in the warmth of her body, taking me inside her. Her hands reached behind me and grabbed my ass, pulling me deeply into her mouth. My shaft vanished inch by inch inside her as her lips crept down my cock until there was nothing of me left outside her. Her tongue swirled around me, the motions of her mouth a mystery to me, hidden inside her. All I knew was that she felt incredible to be inside.

She moaned voraciously. Her head bobbed back and forth, her lips grazing along the length of my shaft, my cock throbbing. One hand began to stroke the base of my shaft while the other cradled my balls. She focused her tongue on the head of my cock, licking it like a rapidly melting ice cream cone, hurriedly slurping and slathering my manhood, never once breaking eye contact with me. I stared deeply into her eyes and she stared back as she worshipped my cock orally, now licking, now sucking, now kissing, now engulfing me and working her invisible magic yet again.

All I could focus on was my cock inside her mouth. The rest of my body felt dead compared to the intense ecstasy that was building inside my manhood, growing and growing, threatening to overwhelm me at any second, a rocket ready to blast off between my thighs. She passionately lavished my cock with her attention on her knees, as though she were earnestly praying for something she needed.

She pulled my moist cock out of her mouth. "Cum for me. Stroke that big cock onto my tits, Big Boy." She pushed her tits up, leaning back slightly to present her chest for me, making herself an easy target, inviting me to glaze her tits and cleavage with my seed. "That's right, stroke it good."

I pumped away, but I knew I couldn't last much longer, not after her talented blowjob, not with her greedy demands pushing me forward. "Slower. Like this," she ordered me, grabbing my wrist and setting a pace that I could barely stand to keep. "That's right. Don't speed up." It took seconds just to make a single pump of my shaft at this glacial speed, but her lascivious smile kept me compliant. I could feel myself throbbing in my grip, twitching, just moments away from cumming.

"Give me that cum," she demanded. "Give it to me."

I obeyed.

All that teasing and stroking and sucking came together into one beautiful, singular moment of pleasure as my knees buckled and my body shook and my cock exploded onto her tits, my cum gushing out of me, splattering hot ivory onto her perfect, beautiful breasts. "Good boy," she cooed. "Very good boy. Yes... Yes..." She moaned with each splash of my essence onto her body, rubbing it into her tits. And when my body finally surrendered entirely and my balls were drained and empty, she took my cock into her mouth nonchalantly and sucked and licked me clean until my soft, satiated penis was wet and spotless. She gave it one last kiss before tucking it back into my shorts. "Good boy. That was perfect."

She looked down at her glazed tits. I couldn't help but do the same, witnessing the results of my orgasm covering her. I watched her get dressed without bothering to clean up, hiding my semen with her halter top, our little secret, as I knew she'd be wearing my essence the rest of the day, my cum she had so thoroughly won from me as her prize. She kissed me on the cheek. "So, where are you going to show me first?"

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