(My first story...be gentle...but not too gentle. This is based on a true story an online friend told me about her naked walks in the woods.)
My heart was pounding in my chest. I was about to take a huge risk. But in a way, it was the risk factor, and the heart pounding that it incited, that made this so exciting.
I found it difficult to pull my jeans down to my knees, so hard was my cock at the thought of what I was about to do.
For almost two weeks, I had watched as Eva, my neighbor, took her daily walk, totally naked. Surely she didn't think anyone could see her...or did she enjoy the thought?
I had moved to rural upstate New York for a one-year appointment at Cornell University. Thanks to the university's real estate department, I found the perfect home: a beautiful Tudor cottage just the right distance from the university. Secluded enough that I could read and write in peace, but close enough that I had but a 10-12 minute commute into "town," if Ithaca can be called a town.
I was pretty proud of this appointment. I was probably the youngest "fellow" to be asked to join the prestigious English department for a year in their intensive writing program. Just out of graduate school, I was 25--young enough to be horny almost all of the time, and old enough to be looked up to by the luscious undergrads that surrounded me. It did make it hard to concentrate sometimes.
I rented my new, albeit temporary, home from a professor who was on sabbatical in Europe for almost exactly the same time period as my appointment at Cornell. I had never met her, and she certainly had never mentioned Eva. If she had, I would have paid triple the rent.
The small two-story house was stacked up on a small hill in the middle of a dense forest of ashes, firs, and oaks. There were neighbors, but I rarely saw them.
I thought of those neighbors now, as I lay back on the picnic table bench, with my jeans around my ankles and my hardening cock waving in the gentle breeze.
Could I have taken a more traditional approach to getting to know Eva? I suppose so, but I calculated that a beautiful young woman who daily walked naked in the woods was probably up for a little adventure.
We had met, Eva and I, ever so briefly, at the bottom of the hill leading up to my new home--and, as I learned, to Evaʼs home as well. After almost running into each other (in our cars), we rolled down our windows and introduced ourselves.
Eva was pleasant, but not talkative. She seemed almost shy. But her eyes sparkled and it was obvious to me that she was pleased to meet a handsome young neighbor (if I do say so myself).
Eva was an undergraduate--a senior about to graduate in the spring. I didnʼt get around to asking her her major, but I really didnʼt care. So far, it wasnʼt her mind or her studies that interested me.
And so here I found myself, staging a little scenario whereby I hoped that naked, walking, Eva would "catch" me pleasuring myself in the great outdoors. I figured that, worst case, I would be embarrassed, and would never talk to Eva again. Best case, well...use your imagination.
I didnʼt have long to wait. I had timed things perfectly, as Eva was very punctual about her daily walks.
I donʼt think that Eva realized that the way my rental home was situated on the hill, that my bedroom windows on the second floor looked through the trees to her daily path. Because of all the trees, and the way the house was built to blend with the scenery, itʼs possible that she didnʼt even realize the house was there. Or maybe she did....
I laid back in the warm summer breeze and stroked my cock. I have a pretty handsome dick, Iʼve been told. About seven inches, fairly thick, with a bit of a left hook. Frankly, whether Eva showed up or not, I was enjoying getting a good old- fashioned wank in in the great outdoors.
Then I heard my guest come around the corner.
"Oh shit!" she almost cried out. Her hands went to her mouth, then to cover up what she could of her completely naked body.
Dear reader, I havenʼt described Eva, have I? I guess I wanted to keep her for myself. But itʼs only fair that I share her with you. If I drew my perfect dream woman, it wouldnʼt be far from the beautiful image I now saw not 10 yards away. Eva was petite, roughly five feet tall, and around 100 lbs, if I were to guess. Her proportions were astounding for such a tiny woman. Perfect B cup breasts, a narrow waist, and slightly flared hips. She has gorgeous, shiny, black hair, medium length, cut straight at the bottom. Parted in the middle, it framed her face with the most perfect features imaginable. Her body was lithe and strong, soft and firm. Perfect skin, quite pale. Her lips, though not particularly full, were so beautiful. I noticed that she wore makeup all the time, which lent her a slightly doll-like quality when coupled with her small frame. Not a bad thing. And her eyes! Even our brief encounter left me swooning, wishing I could look into her sparkling black eyes just a little longer.
And here she stood. Beautiful, embarrassed, and stuck in place, not knowing what to do. She had just surprised a (nearly) naked man on what was usually her solitary walk through the woods.
I feigned surprise and embarrassment, of course. I sat up and turned a bit to appear to hide my cock.
"Oh my gosh, Iʼm so sorry! Eva, right? From down the street?" I stammered.
I could see Eva relax a little. After all, we were both in various states of undress, here in the woods.
"Were you...um...masturbating out here?" Eva asked, once she regained a bit of composure. "Iʼm sorry I interrupted. I walk here every day and have never come across any one else out here. So a while back, I started walking naked. It feels really great, honestly."
"Well, yes, I was...um...jerking off, Eva," I said. "Itʼs so beautiful out here, and Iʼve been so horny, living here all by myself, with no friends or even booty calls around. I didnʼt expect to see you here, either, and Iʼm sorry if Iʼve embarrassed you."
Eva walked a little closer. "Well, I broke up with my boyfriend a few months ago, so Iʼve been pretty horny myself. Would you...would you mind...if I watched you... watched you jerk off?"
Inside, I did a little happy dance. My little plan could not have been going better. For Eva, I maintained my composure, and acted a little surprised. "Actually, I would like that. I love to be watched when Iʼm jerking off. To be honest, it makes me really hard...and makes me come like crazy. Would you like to come sit over here on that stump?"
