A Nature Hike

I often go for walks alone in the woods to enjoy the quiet and enjoy the fresh air and scenery. I don't have a particular "go to" spot and living in the Pacific Northwest makes it very easy to spontaneously get back to wilderness.

I have on occasion hiked naked, but frankly between the chafing, sunburn potential, and insects it is not always pleasant. I did however come up with a 2 out of 3 solution... a kilt. Almost all the joys of being naked without bug bites and sunburned tender areas. I found that without the sunlight directly hitting my tender nethers they didn't sweat as much, meaning they didn't chafe as much. It was also much easier to step off the trail and relieve myself.

While hiking if you maintain a decent pace all body parts get into their own rhythm and swing at their own pace and what this means is, if you are wearing a kilt, the head of your cock comes into contact with the fabric of the kilt in a frequency and rhythm you can control. Almost unconsciously you can edge yourself while hiking which is what I began to do.

When that became too tough I would have a seat on a rock, a log, or just anything handy and continue with my self arousal and edging until I decided to either continue walking and resume my pace, or continue wanking and resume my pace. There was no wrong choice!

One afternoon I was sitting off the trail in a wooded area on a rock overlooking a chasm, mindlessly and aimlessly stroking myself when I heard a couple on the trail behind me. My back was to the trail so whatever I was doing in front would be unnoticed, and if I was addressed, as soon as I stood up things would be covered before I turned around.

I couldn't hear what was being said, but I heard the young man speak in a pleading voice, while the young woman spoke in a dismissive tone. They were not even aware I was near, let alone look in my direction. Cautiously I turned around to see that they had sat down on opposite logs in a clearing while he continued to implore, cajole and coerce his lady into doing something. It's funny how when you remain completely silent and focus on the lips doing the talking you can almost hear what is being said.

I watched her lips say "Fine" while she gave an exasperated shrug and gave a quick look around. In one smooth movement she stood up, lifted her sundress over her head and stood there in hiking boots and lace bikini panties. I then heard her partner speak up and say "Beautiful, thank you. See that wasn't so hard was it?"

She shot him a look and said "Well?"

He stood up, unbuckled his cargo shorts and let them slide to the ground, and since he was hiking commando he was standing there buck naked in his hiking boots. She looked and him standing there with a grin on his face, sneered and said "You're right... Not so hard"

I began to take interest, not in the conflict of their conversation, but in his wife, girlfriend, partner, fuck buddy, whatever she was. As she stood there in nothing but her panties and hiking boots, I took some time appreciating her. A sundress can hide a multitude of sins, but it can also hide beauty and in this case it was. In her dress she looked ... well, short and frumpy. Nothing defined, no points of interest, but in her nakedness it was obvious that not only was she put together well, but that she knew it and took steps to maintain it.

Her light brown hair framed her stately face and stopped just at the upper swell of her breasts which were perfectly formed and about the size of half a softball. With half dollar sized dark areolae, and nipples that just begged to be kissed, sucked, and caressed. A well defined waist and oh such an ass on this girl! So tight, so firm, a perfect little bubble butt. Well he may not have been hard, but for fucks sake I sure was and I haven't even told you how great her legs were.

I hiked up my kilt a bit and put my hand underneath and slowly began stroking myself as I took in the events unfolding. I realized I was in the tree line and the sun was behind me so even if they did look my way they would be blinded by the sun and unable to focus in the shadows. For once I began to feel I was in the right place at the right time, and my fingers sticky with precum validated that sense.

He approached her and put his arms around her drawing her close and hugged her and kissed the top of her head. She finally hugged back, stretched up on her toes and kissed him back on the lips and they fell into an easy and passionate embrace. He dropped his hands down to her perfect butt and massaged and caressed her buttocks through her panties. Occasionally letting a finger wander to close to her clitoris or her anus. I could hear her cooing and knew she was melting under his touch.

He pushed her back slightly and bent down to kiss her breasts then he looked her in the eye and said very deliberately and slowly, "I am going to give you a passionate, long, slow, wet deep kiss on the lips," pausing and taking a breath between each word before continuing, "and then I am going to get off my knees, stand up and do the same to your mouth."

I thought dayum, I am going to have to remember that as she replied by hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers, pulling them down and stepping out them saying "Make it so #1".

I was not prepared for a Star Trek: The Next Generation reference and I almost laughed out loud but I managed to keep it together. Those must have been magic words to hiker boy though because he immediately dropped to his knees and buried his face in her crotch.

Now I had just made the same hike as them and I knew how hot and sweaty I was, and I knew where I was the sweatiest. I can only assume the same was true of them but it must have smelled like sweet nectar to him as I saw him inhale deeply, smile and plow back in, this time raising her leg up over his shoulder to give himself better access. The next time he pulled back to get a breath there was a long string of girl goo attached to his nose and from where I sat it sparkled like dew drops in the sun.

I gasped to catch my breath and groaned a bit which caused her to look around in my direction. I guess I wasn't as well hidden as I thought because she caught me as she scanned the treeline sitting on my rock with my kilt pulled up and jacking off furiously to this marvelous sight that was unfolding before me. I stopped dead when I saw her focus on me, but to my surprise she smiled and beckoned me in their direction with a head nod.

I slowly stepped forward out of the shadows watching to see if she would change her mind but she made no gestures or expressions other than smiles and stares. I noticed she said nothing to him as he continued his gourmet meal and since his head was buried in her pussy, his back was to me. I approached a little faster feeling more confident of the status of my invitation, watching her breasts heave with her heavy breaths, while her nipples grew even longer and her eyes constricted as she began to lose focus.

The toes on her foot that was over his shoulder began to curl and I saw her body start to buck. I was close enough now to hear his slurping noises and her squishing noises. I could smell her lusty pussy, I could see her squirt with her orgasm and I could see him try to catch and drink it all in. And I could feel my balls begin to throb.

I locked eyes with her and matched her rhythm as she ventured into orgasm number 2. So intimate was our visual connection that I had forgotten completely about her boyfriend. I could see him, I knew what he was doing, but he was just an instrument, there was no person there. Instead this beautiful lady and I were making love. There was no turning back, no stopping the inevitable orgasm that was building up in me and I felt my cock begin to pump and shoot my load in her direction.

At first it went as high as her tits, the second spurt sent a rope to her belly, the third to the back of his head, the fourth right along his cheek and on her pussy and thigh and the rest just kind of dwindled and dribbled down his back.

By the time I was able to focus again, the cum on her thigh was gone, and the cum that had landed on her belly was dripping down and being devoured along with her juices. I didn't know if he had even noticed, but I knew I had never blasted on the back of some guys head before. I mean once there was a friendly fire incident when a friend was blowing me and another guy, and we wound up shooting at each other, but she was in control of that. Not now, I just walked up masturbating and unloaded on some unsuspecting dude!

He stood up and turned around while feeling the back of his head, looked me right in the eye and said, "I'm going to fuck her now, I'd appreciate it if you left your next load on her."

I took his advice...