Natures Big Surprise(Current Rating 80/100, based on 39 votes)
I love to hike through the woods. The peace and the solitude out here,
where Mother Nature is my only companion, helps relieve the stresses of
life. Stress at 24, you ask? I'm a partner in a struggling business
venture, I can't find the right girl, my bank account is empty--what
stress? The only pleasant times lately (the few times I can get away
from the business) are my walks in the state forest, far from
civilization. A particularly favorite spot is a trail leading to a small
river--little more than a stream, really--where I can spend hours
swimming and relaxing without being bothered by another human being. In
fact, I've never run into anyone this deep in the woods before today.
Today was different, much different.
When I came upon my favorite swimming spot, I was surprised to see a
young woman at the water's edge, slowly taking off her clothing for a
swim, wearing a conservative dark-blue, one-piece bathing suit. I'm as
much surprised by her seemingly being alone as I was by her being here at
all. From the path she appeared to be in her early 20's, a tall,
good-figured brunette with short hair. I realized I had stopped walking.
I better make some noise when I approach so I don't startle her, I think
to myself. I exaggerate my pace, noisily crunching the underbrush as I
near the bank of the stream. Her nervousness in hearing and then seeing
me approach makes me believe she's alone.
"Hi," I call out, waving to her. "You're the first person I've ever run
into out here."
"You're the first unexpected person I've ever seen out here." After a
short pause, "My name is Katie, what's yours?"
'Unexpected'--what did she mean by that? "I'm Brian, nice to meet you,
Katie," I say, offering my hand to her for a handshake.
She's still checking me out as she takes my proffered hand and shakes it.
No man really wants to be considered 'safe' to any woman, but I'm hoping
she at least doesn't think I'll rape her or anything.
Apparently liking what she sees, she noticeably relaxes and becomes
friendlier toward me. We further introduce ourselves, explaining our
mutual love for the peace and quiet of the woods, and recounting our many
journeys to this spot near the stream. She invites me to sit on the
blanket she has spread out, so I drop the small backpack from my
shoulders and join her. We talked for a while (over an hour?) about
jobs, family (she's single, too), life, everything. I think we clicked.
When she suggested a swim, I mentioned I had no suit. She caught me by
surprise by saying, "Who needs one," stripping off her suit and jumping
into the stream.
She jauntily turned to me, arms in the air and water up to her crotch,
and said provocatively, "Well, are you coming or not?"
I wasn't a bit nervous about the skinny-dipping; I just didn't really
know this girl. Boy, she looks good, I muse. Slim waist, nicely flared
hips, long legs, small, perky tits--the naked girl in front of me turns
me on for sure. I better get out of these clothes and get into the water
before she sees my semi-engorged cock. My clothes off, I jump into the
stream, causing a big splash of water I hope distracts her from looking
at my equipment. My body does not embarrass me--I'm in pretty good
shape, and my member is pretty good-sized too--I just wasn't sure of her
motivation; damn, we just met! We splash and frolic in the water like a
couple of children, but I notice she's getting closer and closer to me as
we 'play'. A soft touch of my chest, a brush of her hand against my cock
(certainly not accidental), rubbing a nipple against my arm. The signals
are there, but none more compelling than the look in her eyes. She must
sense my arousal. She suddenly laughs and wad!
es out of the stream. On the bank, she reaches up with both hands and
grasps an overhead tree branch, swaying slightly. Wow...hanging like
that accentuates all her best features...her long legs...her great ass.
I can't help but stare--and react.
"I don't see your big buddy swinging anymore," she giggles, gazing at my
now-erect cock. "You still want to play?" Still hanging from the
branch, she does a pull-up, lifting and spreading her legs, giving me a
great show, the moisture in her trimmed, dark bush glistening in the sun.
I wade from the water and approach her as she remains suspended from the
tree limb. With her positioned at the right height (has she done this
before?) I get between her spread legs and enter her. My first feverish
thrusts pull her hands from the limb, but I manage to catch her around
the waist. I maneuver us over to the blanket and fall on her, never
losing penetration. Her legs are wrapped around my ass, her hips bucking
to meet every thrust of mine.
Our coupling is intense and soundless until she moans "Oooooooh, I'mmm
Cummmmmmming."
I can feel her vagina walls clench and pulsate around my cock...now I'm
ready to spew! I pull out and spray my jism all over her, coating her
chest and stomach. I move away from between her legs while she's
languidly daubing my cum all over her breasts in small sweeping arcs.
In my post orgasmic bliss, I didn't realize someone was behind me until
Katie suddenly looked up, smiled, and said, "Hi, Bobby" in a sexy murmur.
I practically jumped out of my skin, spinning around to see who Bobby
was. I'm struck breathless from both fear and amazement. The man I'm now
facing is also naked, having apparently removed his clothing while I was
fucking Katie I presume, seeing his clothes in a pile at his feet. Bobby
is the most beautiful (what word can I use to describe a guy?) man I've
ever seen. Early 20s, perhaps...he's a perfect Adonis from head to
toe...blond hair...muscles in all the right places...an unbelievably
narrow waist...tight, sculptured ass cheeks...finished off by an
incredibly thick penis of at least 10 inches. I surprise myself by my
reaction, and the fact I can't seem to look away from his cock, which is
semi-erect from watching Katie and me.
"Don't have a heart attack, buddy," he says to me with a smile. "I'm
happy you were able to satisfy my girl over there."
Did he call her 'my girl'? Did he just watch me fuck his girlfriend?
And he's happy about it?
"Hey Bob, I'm sorry...I, uh...she came on to me..." My voice trailed off.
"Like I said, don't get all riled up...I said it was ok...in fact, you
two looked great together on that blanket."
Bobby walks over and helps Katie to her feet and hugs her. She whispers
something in his ear while encircling one hand around his now massive
erection. When he whispers something back, she smiles and glances over
at me. I've always heard the term 'hung like a horse' and laughed at the
hyperbole, but this guy's cock was immense--fully engorged, it was maybe
a foot long and at least two inches in diameter! I'm not gay, but I find
I can't take my eyes off of him. Katie extracts herself from Bobby and
walks over to me.
Wordlessly she places a hand at the back of my neck and pulls me toward
her and kisses me. When she breaks off the kiss, she moves her mouth to
my ear and whispers, "Bobby wants to fuck you."
I back away in shock, but she moves toward me again and murmurs, "Don't
be that way...I can see how you look at him." When I don't reply, she
continues, "He's a good lover...he'll make it the best...you'll see."
"But...but...I'm not..."
She cuts me off, "I know...you're not gay, but neither is he...he likes
women AND men."
For the second time today, Bobby has snuck up on me. "Brian," he
whispers from behind me, "I'll make you feel like you've never felt
before." His muscled arms close around me, and I feel his huge member
nestle between my ass cheeks. He pants in my ear, "I think you're
gorgeous...your ass looked beautiful when you were screwing Katie...I
just have to have it."
My mind is a jumbled mess of mixed emotions: (A man fucking me? Christ,
I'm turned on! He'll tear me open with that thing. Do they make condoms
that big? Does he have any with him? Man, has my cock ever been this
hard?) Bobby surprises me by lifting me into his arms, carrying me over
to the blanket. He lays me down and nestles close to me, running his
hands all over my body. Wow, he really knows how to touch me to get me
going. I'm panting with anticipation. He's not spending much time with
my cock, perhaps knowing one touch might send me over the edge. (What is
it? Is it the passivity...not thinking of my partner, just submitting my
body? Am I really bisexual? Or is it just Bobby?)
While Bobby was caressing me, Katie went over to his clothes and dug a
couple of things out of his pants' pocket. When she hands them over to
Bobby, he explains in a soft voice, showing me the items, "I'll wear a
condom, and this little tube is an anesthetic rub so I won't hurt you."
The condom must be an extra-large, since I've never seen a wrapper so
big. "Will you put it on for me," he croons.
Did I ever think I'd be unrolling a rubber onto another man's cock? But,
here I am. He rolls onto his back and, once again, I'm amazed by the
size of his erection. I tear off the wrapper and begin to unroll the
condom over his shaft. Jesus, even with this larger size, it's still a
very tight fit. After it's on, I stroke the shaft a few times with both
hands; thankful the condom is well lubricated, mindful of its
destination. Bobby's eyes are afire with lust (WOW!) as he works me onto
all fours and gets behind me. I close my eyes and drop my upper body to
the blanket, leaving my ass in the air for him. Every nerve ending in me
is ablaze in anticipation. I feel him spread some of the cream into my
anus. The pleasurable feeling of tingly numbness spreads. I think he
just put a finger in there, yet my desensitized anal ring doesn't
protest. Suddenly, fireballs are exploding in my brain as my sphincter
is stretched to take his tremendous girth. He is in my ass! Even!
with the cream, the pain is there, but the amazing fullness in my rectum
and the pounding on my prostate soon has pleasure taking over. I raise
my upper body and thrust my ass back to meet every thrust of his own.
We're both in animalistic heat, our bodies bucking in syncopated rhythm.
I can feel my rectum spasm as he penetrates me to the hilt. His pace
quickening, he reaches around and grasps my cock. More explosions in my
brain; all it took was a couple of strokes to have me cum. I must have
pumped 8 or 9 streams of cum onto the blanket! Bobby came with a loud
groan; I could feel every orgasmic twitch of his cock in my rectal walls.
Was it the additional force against my prostate, or the further
stretching of my sphincter from his convulsing member? Whatever it was,
I amazingly came again, shooting 2-3 more spurts.
The three of us are entwined on the blanket, cleaned up my copious
cum-splatters with a small towel pulled from my knapsack. Bobby also
used the towel to wipe up around my anus; gently massaging the area,
probably to ease shut my stretched sphincter ring. I can't imagine what
my asshole looked like when he pulled out--oh, yes I can, I chuckle to
myself--must have looked like a gaping, just-fucked pussy!
"Well, Brian, was it as good for you as it was for me?" He asks, a big
grin on his face.
Katie quickly adds, "I bet it was...I've never seen a man cum so much!"
I have to face up to it--it was great. "It certainly was an experience,"
is all I can lamely say.
Katie scoffs, "Experience...shit...you just got LAID, and it was the best
orgasm of your life!" When I don't respond right away, she continues,
"You had yours and now I want mine," as she squirms next to Bobby and
starts to fondle his cock. "Fuck me good Bobby," she moans, "fill me..."
As Bobby's member once again thickens, I still can't stop admiring it.
Except for a couple of porn movie studs in videos, I've never seen a cock
as big and magnificent (yes, magnificent!) as his. Bobby and Katie are
now in their own world of foreplay. She plays with his cock until it's
as thick and hard as before. I move off the blanket, surrendering it to
their lovemaking. Fully aroused, Katie gets on her hands and knees and
offers her ass to Bobby, but not before motioning to me to look in her
knapsack. I open her bag and find a big dong vibrator in there (for her
or me?). When I look back at them, Bobby is toying with her pussy by
rubbing his cock-head up and down against her labia and clitoris, before
finally penetrating her. With an "oomph," she takes his full length on
his second thrust. My voyeurism slowly shifts from curiosity to wonder
to arousal as I watch them fuck. She's making these mewling sounds as he
pounds her pussy with his giant manhood. I get c!
loser for a look at the coupling, softly stroking my erection in the
meantime. Her pussy is red and incredibly stretched out (what did my
asshole look like, I again wonder). With no condom this time, I can see
the veins in his shaft pulsate as he reams her. Without much thought, I
turn on the vibrator and shove the entire length up my ass. All three of
us pick up our rhythms: Bobby's thrusting faster; Katie's ass is bucking
harder; I'm stroking my cock in earnest, my prostate super-excited by the
vibrator. Bobby cums first. I can see his ass cheeks clench with each
spurt. Katie is next, arching her back and screaming (I can hear the
echoes through the trees!). I'm last, spraying rope after rope all over
the two of them.
We laid there for a while on the banks of the stream, soaking up the
afternoon sun in post-climactic harmony. Later, we waded into the stream
to clean off. I couldn't keep my eyes off Bobby. I never, ever thought
I would be attracted to another man, but the sight of his perfect,
muscular body and amazing manhood get my cock leaking an almost steady
flow of pre-cum, like some pussy in heat--and I guess that's what I am.
I want him to fuck me again! When I gaze over at Katie, she looks to be
as hungry for Bobby as I am. Bobby knows! His expression tells me he
knows he has two bitches in heat this afternoon. Bobby wades over closer
to Katie and whispers something in her ear while slipping a finger into
her obviously wet pussy. Katie makes a low groaning sound then pulls
away from him.
Bobby turns to me and says, "How do you want me this time, big boy?"
When he asks, he's looking at my cock; only then do I realize how erect I
am.
My cock is pointing straight up and it's as big and stiff as I can ever
remember, with a small pool of pre-cum dribbling from the head. Bobby
walks up to me, and with his hands grabbing me by the hips, pulls me to
him. We're eye-to-eye now (is he going to kiss me?) We're also
chest-to-chest and cock-to-cock. My cock-head rubs against his rock-hard
lower abdominal muscles, as I feel his engorging beauty twitch against my
upper thigh and scrotum. He moves one hand from my hip to my buttock
while moving the other to my throbbing cock. When he clenches my butt
cheek he also strokes my cock a couple of times. My orgasm is
explosive...5, 6, 7 and more spasms shoot loads of cum up between us,
coating our stomachs and chests.
Still looking into my eyes, Bobby whispers, "You're not done yet,
Brian...you still need to get laid real good."
I'm possessed, I think; I've never been this hot with desire, this
aroused, this so-not-in-control in my life. Panting with need, my cock
still hard, all I can do is nod fiercely to Bobby. Yes, take me, take
me, fuck me, fill me; the silent shouts in my mind beg to him. He walks
me over to the blanket and lays me down on my back. Bobby then lifts and
spreads my legs like a whore. Placing a leg on each of his shoulders, my
ass is sufficiently raised from the blanket for him to enter me. I stare
in amazement once again at the thick, hard, foot-long pike of manhood
that will soon be deep in my ass. He scoops some of my remnant cum from
his belly and soothes the gob into my anal opening to lubricate it. He
smears another gob slowly up and down the shaft of his mammoth cock,
almost preening for me, knowing how mesmerized I am by the display. A
part of my brain shouts 'no condom and no cream!' but the explosion of
sensation overwhelms the mind-voice when he penetrates my !
anus. Equal parts pleasure and pain overload my senses. Before I know
it, he's fucking me hard; with rapid thrusts of his hips he leans into
me, stretching my legs back to an almost impossible angle. He's burying
his cock deep into my ass with each thrust, pleasurably stretching my
rectal walls and hammering my prostate. I watch him through glazed-over
eyes as his sweaty, sculpted upper body ripples from the exertion.
This beautiful sight and the sensation of his hot, sweat-soaked skin
rubbing against my cock get me off. The spectacle of my cock spewing
jism all over me, and the feel of my rectum and pelvic muscles clenching
from my climax must have sent Bobby over the edge, too. He rears up,
arches his back with a loud "Oh, Godddddddddd," and cums. I can feel the
warmth of his ejaculate coat my insides (gallons?) as he spasms countless
times deep in my ass. While still on our orgasmic high, we're startled
by a loud wail. We look over to see Katie ramming the vibrating dong
into her pussy and cumming in what must have been a spectacular orgasm,
her body trembling and twitching with each climactic wave.
Later, after another dip in the stream, Katie explains her unusual
relationship with Bobby. They've known each other for a few years, but
don't think of themselves as lovers. She does love him, I sense, in some
strange way (Adoration? Worship?) I know I'm the newest convert to the
worship of Bobby. It seems Bobby has used Katie as a sexual litmus test,
allowing her to draw men (and some women) to him, if found worthy.
I guess I was found to be worthy on that summer day when Katie looks at
me and asks if I would join them "forever." I really don't know what
that means but I say yes anyway. Both of their faces are radiant with
the expectation of us being a threesome when we return to the city.
Katie leans into me and kisses me passionately. Before I know it, I'm
'passed' to Bobby, who kisses me, sliding his tongue deep into my mouth
(kissed by a man!!)
While we're kissing, Katie breathlessly whispers in my ear, "You'll have
to practice at home...use a banana...Bobby's gonna want you to suck him
deep next time...you'll be a deep throat virgin...he'll like cumming down
your throat...practice."
I can't help myself; with Bobby holding me tight against his steel-hard
body and his tongue flicking against mine, I get another erection, our
vertical cocks quivering as they touch. He hesitates, breaking off the
kiss, as if he is weighing his options. I can see he'd like to fuck me
again, but he's looking at Katie now. She is flush, gasping for air--as
aroused as I've ever seen a woman.
Bobby looks into her eyes and says; "I think Brian and I will both take
care of you now."
She jumps him--literally--forcing him to the blanket. She straddles him
and hungrily impales herself on his cock. While she humps him in a slow,
rhythmic pace, Bobby motions to me with a nod of his head to get behind
her. Her ass is a beautiful vision as she strains to take his full girth
in her pussy. Katie lies on top of Bobby and keeps her hips going in
that slow, up-and-down slide over his massive rod. I spit on my hand to
use it as lubrication, but change my mind while positioning myself behind
her ass with a leg on each side of his. I reach in and wrap my palm
around the base of his shaft. My hand is immediately coated with Katie's
natural lubrication that's pouring out of her and pooling around Bobby's
cock and balls. I remove my hand and spread the liquid around the head
of my cock. When I poke the head through her anal opening, Katie's moans
of pleasure grow more intense. Before long, I'm pounding away at her
ass, keeping in rhythm with her humping motions!
as she fucks Bobby. The sensation was astounding; I could feel every
plunge of his cock through the thin wall between her rectum and
expanded-to-the-limit vagina. A few more accelerated thrusts and we cum;
grunting voices, throbbing cocks and convulsing bowels join in one
tremendous coital seizure. Spent, we fall to the ground, with amazing
amounts of ejaculate leaking from both of Katie's openings.
Rinsing off in the stream once again, we dress, and make a 'date' to meet
next week at Bobby's house. Katie winks and tells me Bobby has a nice
home with a pool that's "very private." She kisses me one last time and
murmurs, "I can't wait to fuck you on the diving board...you'll love it,"
with a devilish grin. Just before they walk off into the woods together,
my new nature girl turns toward me, and pointing to her open mouth, says,
"Don't forget to practice..."
Watching Bobby's fine ass in his tight jeans as he leaves the clearing, I
mutter, "Oh, I will, I will" to no one in particular.
The End
(-- or just the Beginning?)
Author: STEVESAINT |
