A stroll in the Woods
Doug’s Story….
This was finally it, we had our log cabin in the woods, something we had both desired for many years. Me, because I secretly saw myself as the rugged outdoor type and wanted to show Jules that I still had strength in me. For her, she saw it as our retirement home, and a place she could finally settle down in now that our children had grown up.
Still only in our 50s we had plenty of time for adventure, and we planned to have some out here in the wilds. Recently I had mentioned swinging to Jules. I had expected her to go crazy and think I was out looking for an affair after 20 years of marriage, but I was not, I was hoping to inject some excitement back into our lives and give her a chance to experience pleasure with other men again. I personally wasn’t looking for other women; I just wanted her to be happy.
Thankfully, she took the idea well, and it grew on her. However, we hadn’t followed through with it so far, and it was slowly becoming a background memory….
Anyway, here we were, sat in chairs outside our new home on a warm summer morning enjoying a cup of tea, bliss. We both decided we should explore the woods and see what it had to offer. I personally wanted to find new running routes, as I had a passion for trail running. I know Jules wanted us to go for a walk together, and we would have plenty of time for that. However, today, I asked if we could go in different directions. So I went to the loo, downed my tea, and kissed her farewell.
It felt fantastic being out there, free from the constraints of work, no hustle, no bustle, just… just… me and an ever-growing erection in my trousers. What? I like nature but not that much!
What was going on with me? I strolled on through the trees faster, in the hope that whatever had triggered this sudden “boner” would subside. I tried to take my mind off it by seeking out potential off the track running routes. That is when I heard voices, female ones.
Two young ladies, in their early 20s with back packs on and hiking gear came from behind some tress and greeted me with a cheerful “Hiya”.
I turned away and hunched over slightly so they couldn’t see my obvious problem in my pants. I returned the greeting while pretending I was inspecting something on the ground. They were very bubbly and full of merriment.
“What are you looking at?” asked one with long blonde hair and a beaming smile.
“Nothing” I replied, “Just thought I saw a rare wild fungus.”
The other young lady, one with short dark hair rushed over, “Really, I studied floral biology in college, where is it?”
She pushed me back, bent over, and looked at the woodland floor in front of me. She paused, then turned to me and said, “There is nothing there.” Then she put her hand to her mouth and gasped, as she came to stare at the obvious erection in my trousers.
Then they both burst out laughing in hysterics. “Oh my god! That is the biggest tree we have seen so far.” the blonde girl said.
They both burst out laughing again and pushed playfully against each other, then the dark-haired girl said, “Looking for sunlight amongst all these other trees, is it?” They both burst out giggling again.
In my embarrassment I turned to walk away. But they both put their hands on my shoulder and stopped me. “I’m sorry,” I said, “I don’t know what is going on with me down there this morning…”
They looked at each other and winked, then the dark-haired girl said, “Well, we are both medical students, maybe we can help you try to cure it.”
She pushed me against a tree, and they both got on their knees in front of me. What was going on here? They both helped undo my trousers and pulled them down to my knees. Then they pulled my boxers down releasing my throbbing cock out near their faces. Was this really happening? I wasn’t a cheater. However, Jules did say we could do this, but while we were together……
They both looked up at me, giggled again. Then looked in each other’s eyes and had a passionate kiss. I closed my eyes, then felt the warmth and wetness that only a mouth could provide. But not one – two. I opened my eyes to see them both French kissing with my helmet between their lips. Each took it in turns to take the whole of me in their mouths. My head was spinning in dizziness, and I thought my cock would literally explode it was so hard.
After a short few minutes, I couldn’t take anymore. I felt that all too familiar feeling growing inside – the point of no return. And I let go. My fists clenched, and my arse, as I felt cum pump out of my solid cock. I glanced down to see them both franticly lapping at it as it pumped out, pulse after pulse. Then as I relaxed, they both had a passionate kiss with it all over their mouths and faces.
It ended with them giggling again. They stood up, quickly shook their backpacks into a comfortable position, and started walking on laughing as they said a leisurely “Goodbye” over their shoulders.
I was still stood there, trousers down and panting. I let out a “What the fuck was that?” comment, that drifted away on the warm gentle breeze. Was it a dream? My head was in too much of a scramble to take in the pleasure I had just felt. I still had a bloody hard-on though. Why?
I pulled my trousers up and sorted myself out the best I could, then strolled on. What would I tell Jules? I couldn’t hide this from her; I love her too much for that. I just hope she understands….
Still in a daze I stumbled rather than walked along the uneven trial. Birds chirped in the trees and rabbits darted around the forest floor. The sun clawed its way higher in the sky and the heat of the day was reaching its climax. I was going through what I was going to say to Jules about my experience with the hikers, when I came across an old-style gypsy caravan. Painted in bright colours, it contrasted against the green foliage and stood out like a beacon.
I strolled over and said a loud “Hello.” Announcing my presence.
I stood by the small 3 steps that lead up to its door, when an old shaky voice from inside said, “You may enter.”
Taken back slightly, I looked around and went into a higher state of alert. Was this some sort of trap? Being ex-military, I find myself still looking out for danger even in the civilian world. Seeing no obvious threat, I climbed the creaking steps and pushed through a curtain at the top.
I was greeted by an elderly lady, head scarf on, brightly coloured shawls around her shoulders, and Tarot cards on a small table in front of her.
“Hi. I have just bought a cabin nearby, I was just taking a walk and came across your caravan, I hope you don’t mind?”
There was silence from the old lady, then she turned a card over. “Arrrrgh!” She said with a knowing nod. “It is not just this caravan you have come over on your journey here.”
I almost stumbled back out of the door. “It is OK,” she said, “This forest is full of wonder, and it has a magical appetite for human desires.”
She motioned for me sit on a small stool in front of her table, which I did. I went to introduce myself when she asked, “So Douglas, would you like me to read you your fortune?”
I instantly became alert again. “How do you know my name?”
She narrowed her eyes and spoke, “A warrior you are, and very defensive, but your shield has one weakness – you have a heart, you are a kind man that loves but one, but lusts for many….”
Before I could speak, she turned another card on the table and continued, “You have spent years on a journey with another; someone you dearly love. You have now both allowed others to join you on your path. You wish to have adventures with them, but your loyalty is still with each other….”
I couldn’t speak. She turned another card, “Your partner on this journey is having an adventure of her own as we speak. When she returns from it, she will be wiser from the knowledge she has gained.” The gypsy turned another card, and a broad smile spread across her wise old face, turning her wrinkles from ones of age to ones of delight. “The ferocity you have in your loins right now, the one you cannot shake free, was meant to be, it was gifted by your soul mate on this journey. The power of your sword shall be used one more time before you return to her….”
The gypsy bowed towards the door, “Be on your way now, you have one more adventure to be had before you return to your realm…”
I left the caravan, if anything more confused then when I had entered it. “My realm, what was she talking about?” I stumbled on, trying to work out which way led back to our cabin, when I tripped on a tree root sticking out of the ground, I fell forward, tumbled down a slope and slammed into a tree at the bottom.
Dazed and confused, I tried to stand, I was covered in mud, my shirt was ripped, and I had a cut on my lip. Then suddenly I heard a voice “Oh my god, are you alright?”
It was a woman in her 40s, medium build, long dark hair, dressed in hiking gear, and running towards me.
“I’m fine, honestly.” I was so preoccupied with making sure I had no major injuries, I had stood up with my still throbbing trouser tent in front of her.
She stood there for a full 30 seconds staring before she said, “Well at least that isn’t broken.”
I looked down and just burst out laughing, then she did too. I said, “Look, I’m sorry, I honestly don’t know what is going on down there today.” Pointing at my throbbing groin.
She looked slightly flushed and replied, “Well it has been a long time since I saw a man ready for action.” She sighed, leaned against a nearby tree then asked me, “Are you really OK?”
I checked myself again, and after seeing everything was intact, I replied, “Fine, thank you for asking.”
She let out a sign and asked, “Do you live around here? My name is Kate, I am trying to find someone I haven’t seen in a long time, an old boyfriend of mine called Jack. He’s quite rugged, and muscular.”
I replied that I had only just moved to the area and this was literally my first walk in the woods. I could see she couldn’t keep her eyes off my groin though, and I could see her breathing getting faster. “I must go,” I said.
She instantly stepped forward and said, “Must you?” Then she put her hand on my chest. “I left the man I loved 7 years ago because he moved into these woods, I have not had another man since. I still come here looking for him, hoping to find him.” She burst into tears and hugged me. She squeezed me tight, then as she let go, she brought her lips up towards mine. I was reluctant to return the kiss at first, but I could feel the tension that needed to be released in her, and I let her in.
She gasped as I continued and moved from kissing her mouth to nuzzling her neck. She thrust her breasts and hips against me, gyrating them in a rhythm that screamed she wanted me. Words were not exchanged, it just happened. I gently turned her around, slowly bent her over and rubbed myself against her from behind. She quivered, then she frantically started undoing her walking trousers, pulling them down. I undid mine too and got out my still throbbing cock. I slowly rubbed it against her exposed natural bush from behind, only letting her feel the tip as I slid it up and down against her. She groaned loudly as I felt her getting wet against my helmet. Then she pushed back against me. I felt the amazing warmth of her pussy around my cock as I was gifted the pleasure of entering her. I started thrusting gently at first, then I couldn’t hold back and neither could she. She pushed back, as I put my hands on her hips and thrust forward with all my might. I could feel my balls hit against the front of Kate’s clit as I drove deep into her. I felt her getting wetter, and wetter, then it happened. She shivered in orgasm, as I let out an almighty scream and shouted “Oh my god! Yes!”
I released deep into her, pumping and pumping while pulling her onto me. Then we finally relaxed.
We both quietly sorted our attire out afterwards and stood opposite each other. She looked down at my still throbbing cock. “Maybe you should see a doctor about that.”
I replied, “Funny you should say that, as I had two medical students take a look at it earlier.”
Kate just frowned. Leaned forward, kissed me on the cheek and whispered, “Thank you for that, I needed that release. If you do ever see Jack out here, tell him I am looking for him.”
She then continued on her way, leaving me there confused yet again. I carried on however, trying to take in the beauty of nature, and working out how to explain to Jules just what had happened to me on this so called “walk”, when I heard a medieval roar, like a wild bear, but it couldn’t be.
I finally returned to our cabin just as Jules did too. Her hair was frazzled, she had wet and white stains all over the front of her leggings, and she looked slightly exhausted. She asked what had happened to me. I looked down. I was covered in mud, with a ripped shirt and had grazes on my hands from falling.
She then just took my hand, and guided me into the cabin saying we should have a chat about our walks…………
