The sun was high in the clear, summer sky, and the temperature was rising.. When she started out this morning, for a relaxing hike in the mountains, the air was cool, crisp and refreshing. But now, her clothes clung to her body like a second skin, soaked with sweat, and quickly becoming unbearable. She was already down to a t-shirt and shorts, and still she could find no relief, but not wanting to call it a day, for this was her last free day for weeks. So she gutted it out, determined to finish what was suppose to be a 10 mile hike.
Rounding a curve in the path, she saw where the woods thinned out, and hearing what sounded like water lapping onto shore. Quickening her pace, she headed toward the sound. Breaking through the thin underbrush, the sky opened up above, and before her was a lake. It seemed to stretch for miles, the water clear and calm, with only small waves hitting the shore. She reveled in the cool refreshing breeze coming off the water. Her shin tingled, and goose bumps formed, as the air passed over her and dried the sweat from her exposed skin. A slight shiver ran through her body, and it felt so good. She walked to edge, kneeling down and scooping up a handful of the cool, clear liquid, pouring it over her head and neck. The sensation was overwhelming, and so was her next thought.
Standing back up, she looked around, and saw no other people. No one was on the lake or onshore, that she could see. Closing her eyes, she listened, turning her head slowly, nothing but the sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling. Could she really be this lucky. Is it possible that she was the only person here, at this beautiful place. all alone. It would seem that her day had taken a turn for the better, as she began to shrug off her day pack. She sat down, removing her hiking boots and thick socks, setting them beside her pack. She stood back up and began to undress. She peeled her soaked t-shirt off and over her head, tossing it to the side. Unbuttoning her shorts, she did a little shimmy dance, as she pushed them down her long smooth legs, and stepping out of them, tossing them on top of her shirt. She stood there, naked, exposed and feeling free. The cool breeze kissed her entire body now, her nipples stood erect and ached slightly, as the air moved across them. She looked around once more, not that it mattered now.
She ran head long into the water. Her breath was suddenly ragged, and a chill ran through her like a lighting bolt, as the cool water contrasted with the heat of the sun. She no longer cared. Diving in, she swam out several meters, then turned and swam back. The shivers dissipated, as her body adjusted to the water's temperature, her breathing returned to normal, and she never felt better.
After several minutes, she returned to shore, cooled and refreshed, she laid down upon the thick soft grass of the shoreline, closing her eyes and soaked in the warmth of the Sun.. Suddenly a chill ran through her, as the sun was abruptly blotted out. Opening her eyes, she was startled by a form standing over her. She tried to cover herself up, but her clothes were out of reach, all she had were her hands and arms, and they were not nearly enough.
As if sensing her sudden discomfort, the figure backed away. She could see now that it was a man. He seemed to wearing a t-shirt and long pant that seemed to fit his waist but were baggy around his legs. Around his waist was a wide belt that was covered with pouches and what appeared to be a holster on his right side and a long knife on his left...her heart skipped a beat as fear took hold. But she didn't get up and run, she didn't even scream or call for help, she just sat there, as her fear changed to excitement. She began to shake once again, but not from the cold, or even fear, but anticipation.
The figure turned and walked away, she saw now that he carried a large pack and a rifle. The rifle was big, and black and seemed to have something sticking out of it, it seemed kinda familiar, like the ones she had seen on TV, the ones soldiers carried! Then she realized something, his clothes were all green with a strange pattern, like camouflage. He's a soldier!!
But why is he here, and is he alone...Her excitement grew!
He walked about thirty feet away and sat his rifle on the ground, then began to remove his pack. Dropping it to the ground, he sat down, obviously tired, he struggle to remove his boots and socks, after which he just fell back onto his pack, exhausted.
She sat there, naked, exposed, and mesmerized by this lone soldier, who appeared out of nowhere. She was suddenly aware of the warm sensation that was building with in her. It seemed to emanate, from between her thighs, she was becoming aroused. She had to resist the urge to touch herself, as her clitoris began to swell, a wet sensation formed between her labia. She realized that she wanted this soldier, like she had never wanted before...
After several minutes, the soldier suddenly stood up, and took off his t-shirt, followed by his bulky belt, with all it's pouches. He then unbuttoned his pants, and slid them down and off his feet. There he stood, naked, muscles rippling with every move....her heart skipped another beat, but not out of fear this time. His body was long, and lean, his muscles, strong, defined, but not bulky. He was built for war, not show. She could see that every move was deliberate and controlled, nothing wasted. She was on the verge of losing all self control.
The soldier took off toward the lake, diving in as soon as his feet hit the water, and he disappeared, silently into the water, almost without a ripple. He stayed under so long, she stated to think she had imagined the whole thing, when suddenly he burst to the surface, she almost jumped. He wasn't even out of breath, as he slowly walked back toward shore, his body slowly, emerging from the lake like some apparition. Water ran down his tanned skin, sliding over his strong chest, his rippled stomach, and dripping from his flaccid, yet impressive manhood....After watching him for several moments, she realized, she had stopped breathing as she suddenly let out her breath, he turned to her and smiled, her head became very light, and she felt as though she would pass out...
He walked toward her, her eyes on him every step of the way, he heart racing, and she began to breathe heavier and heavier. Her throat became dry, even as her mouth began to water. The warm sensation in her pussy, turned to fire, and she began to sweat, despite the cool breeze from the lake. As he got closer and closer, her self control waned more and more, til she thought that she would literally explode....Who was this man???
Without saying a word, he knelt down besides her, reaching out his hand and touched her cheek. She could not help herself, leaning her face into his touch; it was warm, smooth and gentle, like that of a long time lover. She reached up, taking his hand in hers, and guided him. Bringing his fingers to her mouth, she kissed each one, then placed them one by one into her mouth, sucking on each one as it slide smoothly from her lips. She then guide him to her breasts, moving his hand gently over each nipple, as it stood hard and erect aching to be touched. Her head fell back as the sensation flowed through her body.. She pulled him to her , their lips meeting for the first time, they began to devour one anther like two hungry animals. Their tongues entwined, dancing, wrestling, fighting for dominance.
His hands moved over her body, fondling, squeezing, and kneading her full, firm breasts. Her skin, silky smooth, gliding beneath his touch. She pressed harder against him. His hand slid down along her side, then across her flat firm stomach, as it traveled to its ultimate destination.
