Back to Nature
My girlfriend Zoe and I were out for a hike. Best not for us women to hike alone you know. This trail is one of our favorites, and we've hiked it many times before. A light breeze provided the perfect balance to the warm afternoon sun. The skies were clear with a few fluffy clouds. The trees and clouds were causing the shadows to dance along the path.
Shorts and tank tops were the order of the day and we were enjoying the loose-fitting versions of both. I love the feeling of my breasts swaying as I walk. Even with a bra, it makes me feel like they are being caressed by my tank top, which has me imagining hands sliding into my tank top and playing with them. It had been a little while, and I was missing that feeling. Not so much that I was going to make any special requests of Zoe, but not far from it either. I wonder if she would be okay if I took my top off?
Say what you want for spandex, but loose legged shorts on a day like this are the best. Sure, people can see up them and get a peek at your undies, and even more, if you're not wearing any. Sadly nobody is looking, and I am wearing my undies. But the light breeze feels wonderful up there.
We had made it to the top and took a nice break talking and watching the comings and goings of a couple of other hikers. It was really pretty quiet given how nice a day it was. We had finished our lunch at the top and were making our way back down. Point to note, tities swing better going down hill rather than up.
Sheepishly I announced, "Zoe, I need to pee."
"Can I watch?"
"No, you little pervert, but you can watch out," I responded as we both giggled.
Feigning disappointment she replied, "Well if I can't watch, can it wait until we get to the porta john in the parking lot?"
"In a couple, more steps you'll be able to watch me wet my shorts if you keep this up."
Not to be outdone, Zoe responded, "Left it a bit late did you?" and started to reach out and try to tickle me.
Now peeing along this trail is usually no big deal, and despite the beautiful weather, we hadn't seen many other hikers. There is plenty of brush along the side where you can carve out a little privacy.
One time I had even enjoyed a quick fuck trailside on this very trail. After finding a spot with suitable cover, I took my position on my hands and knees, and he slid my shorts down. No undies that day. This was not his frist time with me so it was just going to be a relaxed fun fuck. His cock eased its way into me made all the easier by my very wet anticipation. And the wonderful fucking began. I so love getting fucked. It truly is the best feeling in the world.
We kept it quiet but did hear a couple of other hikers passing by, and one of their dogs came in to investigate. There I was on my hands and knees with my friend behind me doggie-style balls deep just getting ready to come. When, there in front of me was a big male Black Labrador Retriever nose to nose giving me that, "Can I go next?" look. With a cock sliding in and out of my backside, I was presented with a fetishist's dream fuck, a Big Black Cock, beastiality, three-way. Starting to come, an orgasmic squeak escaped my forced silence scaring him off.
Clearly, I was too much of a woman for him. It often makes me wonder what activities I might be passing as we walk along. Some people get nervous when they hear a twig snap imagining what kind of animal is lurking about. I wonder if she is sucking his cock, or if he is fucking her up the ass. No wonder my hiking panties are so wet sometimes.
So, we found a nice spot, and as Zoe stood guard I slipped into the brush to find a place to take care of business. I came to this little drop-off which offered the benefit of a downhill escape for the pee, versus splashing all over myself by peeing on a flat rock. It actually had quite a nice view. Facing back to the trail, I slid my shorts and panties down to my ankles, held onto a small tree so I wouldn't fall, and bent over sticking my ass out over the bank.
Nothing says you want to be fucked more than bracing yourself against a tree and spreading your naked ass cheeks wide offering an open door to anyone who wants to have a go. The desire for a cock to go in almost overwhelmed the desire for the pee to come out. Almost, and I began peeing over the bank. I was right. I really had to go. I imagined someone down in the valley with binoculars looking up and going, "What the hell is that?" Oh, this is such a turn-on.
There is something wonderful about peeing outside. You feel this light breeze rustling through your pubic hair, and a light tickling of your pussy. With my butt cheeks spread wide the breeze also tickled the little hair fuzz around my butt hole. I could just imagine it being a guy's breath, just before he touches my butt hole with his tongue. It is rather... stimulating. Or, it could just be a bear.
What I didn't realize was how much I also had to poop. The pressure was definitely there. I had to pee so bad I didn't realize it. Could I hold it? Should I hold it? Is it going to really matter if my pile of poop is sitting right next to the poop from that bear? As I debated the question with myself, my body made the decision for me. Let the pooping begin.
I had to go so badly that it came along pretty quickly, so I didn't worry about Zoe coming searching for me and finding me mid-defecation. It was early fall and there were already a few early fallen leaves. I had been able to hear my pee hitting the leaves, in this romantic raindrop kind of way, but it is something altogether different the sound of each plop as my hunks of poo hit those same leaves. You feel it disconnect from your body, then there is this brief pause and then plop. It is really kind of comical when you think about it. No wonder we all giggle when someone puts a dollop of mashed potatoes on our plate.
All of a sudden I had one of those "somebody is watching you," feelings. I thought back to the binoculars thing, but it didn't feel like that. I looked ahead of me and and I couldn't see anything. Maybe Zoe? No she is way over near the trail. I kind of felt it on my ass though. How can you feel someone looking at you?
