Tom was very excited about what was to come. He had heard his peers talk about a mattress in the forest. And at night, so it was said, a beautiful woman would come to visit and reveal the magic of womanhood... Tom was sure that this was just some story with little to it. But still, having a look couldn't hurt, could it?
So at midnight he ventured out into the forest to see for himself. And sure enough: there was the mattress! So he sat down on it and had a good look around: the mattress was king-sized, on it were sheets the colour of butter, a blanket and a pillow, both bearing floral patterns. Around the mattress were brambles and bracken, up in the air the little hideout was protected by two large trees: an alder and an esh. Between the tree crowns, however, there was a little gap, which let him look at the clear night sky. So he lay down and did just that: watch the stars as he was waiting.
And so he waited and waited, but no one -- not even an animal -- came by. As dawn drew nearer and the stars slowly disappeared one by one, he decided that he would soon return home. The night had been lovely here but the story was obviously just an invention.
So he sat up straight and was just about to get up when he suddenly heard a noise: there was something in the bushes! He froze and looked intently in the direction where the noise had come from. Maybe it had been an animal? But then a person appeared and he understood it was woman -- without clothes! She was in her forties, her hair reached till a little bit under her shoulders, her slit was girded by soft hair, she had a cute pouch on her belly and two breasts of perfect size... and there was something magical about her, as if she were a Witch...
She came up to him and fixed him with her green glowing eyes, without saying a word. From her silhouette radiated a halo of warmth. Then she moved ever closer until their faces were so close that he could feel her breath on his skin. She tilted her head as to ask: you want this? Tom nodded shyly and a faint smile snuck on his face. The Witch returned briefly his smile reassuringly before she returned to her penetrating gaze. As she kept him fixed, she reached for his right hand and started gently caressing it. Tom's heart started to pound, he was absolutely hypnotized. After a while of this she came closer still and now started to kiss him. Soon after, their tongues became involved too and Tom's member started to grow stiff to the beat of his heart. The Witch felt that and started undressing him, piece by piece. First came off his blue shirt, revealing his glistening chest that struggled to keep his heart encaged. Tom hastened to remove his shoes and socks in two jerking movements. The Witch put a soothing hand on his right arm to calm him down. She let both her hands gently stroke over his trousers several times. And with each stroke she inched them down just a little bit. Once the trousers were off only his bulging undies remained like a lone teepee in a hot desert. The Witch inhaled deep and exhaled a strong magic Wind that blew away the teepee's canvas. Tom's member stood proudly towards the stars and fit in with the alder and the esh. The Witch got up and lowered herself on Tom, straddling his erection, tickling his shaft with her soft bush. And ever so slowly she started riding him. It felt marvellous! Maybe too marvellous: if she continued like this he would soon cum! So he mustered his courage, took control and turned her on her back: he would be doing her missionary now! She didn't resist and the lovemaking continued. But after a while even here the urge became too great and he knew that he would soon cum.