The Forest

My hand has been on your thigh the whole drive up the mountain. I’m thinking of what’s about to happen, of my desires and your desires crashing together, explosions of wants & needs. Parking, you smile at me, lifting my hand up to your breast, closing my hand around your breast and squeezing. ‘It’s time we make a start’; I say.

Swinging the backpack over my shoulder, standing next to you, taking in your perfume, we start down the track. There’s a rhythm to the noisy cicadas, a rhythm to our steps on the uneven ground. Watching the sway of your hips is arousing me; you have learnt how to control my hardness. Maybe today, I’ll get to control your wetness.

Putting my hand on your hip, I turn you around to face me. Lifting your t-shirt over your head, undoing your shorts and getting you to step out of them. You let me take a photo, standing in sky blue lace underwear against the vivid green of the forest. So want to reach out and grab you, bend you over, enter you; but the is more to do.

You look surprised when you see me pull out the chain with the nipple clamps. I reach around and undo your bra, removing it and your knickers. I’ve let you keep your shoes on, though. Holding your knickers against my mouth for a second to take in that sweet perfume. You know what I want at this point. You put your hands/arms behind your back, letting me bind your forearms down to your wrists. Standing before you, bosoms prominent, the nipples clamps are attached, pulling on the chain to tease and test your reaction. 

We start walking again, the rays of sunlight breaking through the leaves and hitting your beautiful shinning skin, tempting me to stop, hold you close, devour your delicious body. I’m getting wet with thoughts of taking advantage of your bound body. Constant thoughts of wanting to bend you over every log we pass, have you kneel before me, eat my hard, dripping cock.

Can you hear the waterfall? Your nipples are hard, the clamps tight against them. Carefully stepping you over the rocks, I lead your naked body to the waterfall. Smiling, I say; ‘Time to get wet’. Leaning your shoulder against the rock wall, the water is crashing over your neck, down your back, small rivulets running down your torso, water holding and falling from your nipples.

Your feet are apart, your back bent, holding you in place. Cascading water is hitting the chain, causing a swaying motion agitating your nipples. Standing beside you, my hand reaches between your legs, fingers spreading your pussy lips soaked with cool water. Two fingers inside you, flicking against the soft flesh. Then three fingers are in you, spreading you more, deliberately not playing with your clit.

Whispering in your ear, reminding you of all the good deeds that you have done, fingering you harder and faster. Feeling your whole body quiver with the crashing sound of pure water against your hot skin. Letting you rest for a moment, I lead you into the warm sun, your body is glistening, water droplets all over you, shinning with beams of sunlight hitting them.

Kneeling in front of me, keeping your thighs apart without being asked to. You can’t see them, but a couple has come upon us. They are hesitant at first, but I motion them to come closer. As they approach, I take my cock out. You see it and open your mouth, tongue out, waiting to have my dick. My cock enters your mouth as you notice the moving shadows, then you see the couple.

There is surprise in your eyes but no resistance. Arms still bound, watering dripping down the crevices of your body. The women sees you sucking my cock, she stands behind you, holding your head and starts to control how fast and deep you have my cock. Its making me feel crazily good watching this scene.

Facing you, the man kneels beside you, reaching out putting his right hand between your thighs. He starts to push his palm between your pussy lips, stroking slowly, deliberately, rough fingers against your clit. Small moans are coming out of you, how long can you last? Are you surprised when your mouth fills with my cum?

The women releases your head from my cock, the man roughly squeezes your bosom before standing. The couple smile, no words exchanged, they continue on their walk. 

Standing you up, releasing the binds that were holding you, gently kissing each nipple as the clamps are released. Leading you down to the next pool of water, entering side by side, naked, feeling serene. Holding your torso against me, legs wrapped around my hips, lips coming together. Still love the feel of your hands playing across my back, reaching up, fingers running through my hair. Holding you for as long as the sun is on us.

Ms K, where will the next path lead us?