The Blue Tree

*True Story, QLD 17.2.24

I had been sick for 2 weeks with a throat infection and antibiotics had kicked in but I wasn’t ready to overdo any sexual activities in case my recovery was set back, even though my mojo was returning.
A play friend I’ve known for a while and have regular contact with was messaging and being his usual horny self. This man is like my dear diary when I go on adventures and gets all the details straight after, on many occasions he had wished it was him, but one scenario stood out for him.
We agreed to catch up, my boundaries in place, knowing he would respect me and my health. We had discussed a few different scenarios that turned us both on, but I could feel myself starting to get agitated with planning it all.
I enjoy situations that unfold naturally so they don’t feel like work, more an exciting hormone driven adventure.
I went into the bush nearby to clear my head, one of the ideas that turned us both on, is outdoor fun with my twists.
I messaged him the address I was staying at and said “come here and I’ll work something out or we can go find somewhere together.” Finding somewhere together wasn’t as much of a turn on for either of us.
He messaged to say “in the car now, do I need to bring anything?” My reply “good footware” which was met with “thongs will be fine.”
The drive was going to take him 45 minutes, giving me time to come up with an idea and set it up. I messaged to say “message when you are 10 minutes away.”
Where I was staying is along a ridgeline with steep slopes and bushland all around. I didn’t want to go too far, so I had a look around where I was first. Across the road was a steep slope that had intrigued me for a while, so I went for a walk and found a suitable spot for this adventure and began my preparations.
Picnic rug, towel, coconut oil, mask… photos for directions.
Down the steep slope about 30 meters through the bush with no path, I found a flat spot to set up. A big tree to block the view from the road and a smaller smooth tree to be leaning against as he approached me. To the side about 5 meters away I hung a blue towel that could be seen from a termite nest on a tree that was to be his first landmark at the top of the hill.
I placed the picnic rug down and headed up to the house for a shower so I would be all ready. I stepped out of the shower and it was pouring rain but only a passing shower before the sun was out again.
10 minutes out I received his message and headed back down the hill… sending a photo of a gate saying “park here”.
I had put an easy to remove sun dress on with no underwear to make set up fast. I removed it and covered my body in coconut oil so I would be nice and slippery for him to tit fuck me, he loves my big tits and they glistened beautifully in the sun. I then put on my mask and took some photos.
He arrived and I could see he had parked right where I’d be giving him directions into the bush to find me, but as he pulled up, the skies opened and bucketed down!
He messaged to say he wasn’t getting out in this rain and would wait it out.
I was down the hill, completely naked (except my mask) loving the cool rain hitting my bare skin but unable to use my phone as the screen was saturated and my glasses had fogged up so bad I couldn’t see a thing! Haha

Within a few mins the rain had passed, I found just enough dry material on my dress to dry the phone screen.
I messaged and sent a photo, turn to your left and in the bush you’ll see this termite nest, enter the bush here. Down the hill you’ll see a blue towel hanging in a tree, go toward this and you’ll find me. Start recording…

I looked up the hill and could see him coming down the slope, watching where he was placing his feet to navigate the wet, uneven, bushy terrain to avoid a slip.
He didn’t know what to expect but knowing he loves the mask scenario he looked very excited to see it as I came into his view. He stepped closer, I lowered my body into a squat and started to undo his shorts, dropping them to the ground, gently tracing the bulge in his underwear then removing it to reveal his deliciously shaped cut cock.
My mouth was drawn to it, my tongue started slowly licking the underside of the tip of his knob, before my wet lips wrapped around, taking him into the slippery warmth of my mouth, where it started to grow and harden making me want it even more. I could feel my pussy swelling, getting wetter, craving this hardening cock. I began licking it up and down, feeling every blood-filled vein until he was rock solid.
My hands started caressing his balls gently, as my mouth devoured his cock and he started giving me directions of how he wanted me to worship him.
Looking up from on my knees he said “lick my balls.”
My tongue glided down his shaft feeling every ripple and onto his soft balls where I gently licked them, then began to suck each ball and around the sides of them at the base of his shaft, looking up to see he’s enjoying himself before I came back up to fill my mouth with cock. He told me to spit on it, he loves sloppy wet blow jobs, (what guy doesn’t) and says “I want to hear you slurping it.” As a good cock worshipping girl I did exactly that, I covered his throbbing cock with spit and sucked and slurped all over his cock and balls, completely worshipping every piece of his manhood before me. As an extra turn on he was recording me doing it, with my face hidden by the mask, just my big blue eyes looking up at him while my mouth was filled with cock, spit dripping from my mouth and covering the mask.
He wanted to fuck my big tits, I leant back and presented my big glistening slippery tits to him as he bent down, grabbed, and squeezed them together to start tit fucking me. He told me to spit on my tits while he fucks them, my saliva covering the tip of his cock sliding down the sides and making it a sloppy wet mess, as I squeezed my tits tightly around him, before he stood up and delivered his cock back into my mouth.
We had agreed no throat fucking due to my recent throat infection and I knew at this point he was trying hard to not ram his cock down the back of my throat and make me gag on it, but he refrained.
I started sucking him harder and caressing his balls knowing he wasn’t far off, he warned me he was close then said “now, quick.” I leant back as he exploded over my big natural tits, strand after strand of thick hot cum sprayed a nice big load covering them both.
Knowing he’d still be sensitive I gently licked his cock clean before he stepped back to watch and film me rubbing his cum all over my chest and breasts and taking in the beautiful bush backdrop.

We then went to find our clothes and fight off all the mosquitoes that had been feasting on our ankles. *Reminder, next time add bug spray to the set up!

On the walk up the hill together he was saying how when he first walked into the bush and saw the Blue tree that he recognises that as a symbol used for mental health awareness he was thinking what an odd place to see one of them, then realised it was just my towel marker. Personally, I think these adventures help with mental health and I’m passionate about improving mental health, so perhaps I’ll use this towel more often and send out more invitations….


Who’s up for a little nature therapy next?