Alone and Naed in the Woods

DAY TWO

I was awakened by the morning sun shining through the branches. As I opened my eyes, I found myself unharmed, lying on my blanket. I was well-rested, rejuvenated, and eager for a new day with nature.

The campfire was long extinguished with only a small wisp of smoke. To be certain there would be no risk of a forest fire, I squatted over the firepit and urinated on the burnt wood and ashes, then stirred it with a thick stick.

I started my day with morning stretches to prepare my body for my yoga routine. I straightened my back as I reached my arms above me to loosen my muscles before stretching my arms from side to side. I kept my back straight, folded my waist forward, and touched my toes. I held this pose for about two minutes before I began my yoga ritual with a downward dog by securing my hands and feet on the ground and raising my ass to the sky to form a triangle with the earth. After another two minutes, I lowered myself to a squatting position with my knees out with my hands together at heart level and between my breasts, showing my pussy to the forest. I usually stay longer than two minutes in this pose on my back with my feet and my hands above my head on the ground, I arched and lifted my back, showing my stomach and vagina to the sky.

After I did my morning yoga, I folded my blanket and placed it in my tent for safekeeping along with my baby oil and vibrator. I had a protein bar and water before putting on my sandals to begin the day's roam in the forest.

For the first few hours of the morning, I explored the area near the mountains where I found a beautiful water stream. Bordered by trees, the stream was about five to six feet wide covered with smooth rocks with water flowing down rapidly. Further down the stream, the water flows through a bank of flat rocks before falling over to a stream bed below.

I stepped into the stream and was up past my knees in the cold waters. I walked to the rocky bank where the rapid water was splashing against the flat rocks.

Naughty curiosity inspired me to explore a new method of self-pleasure. I carefully moved to the bank and sat on a flat rock wide enough to support me. I positioned my pussy in the path stream's water, letting it splash on it for sexual pleasure.

I rested my head on the rock and pulled up the hood of my clit. The sensations were not as intense as masturbating with a handheld showerhead in the power spray setting but feeling the cool waters of the stream washing over my sex and my body was most relaxing. With my clit still sensitive from last night, I didn't pleasure myself, but I kept my clit exposed to the stream in the hope it would quicken the recovery process.

I lay engulfed in the stream for most of the morning, praying to Gaia my gratitude for the sex I had with her through the stream she created for me. My hands gently slid up my naked and wet torso, caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples, sliding my fingers between the folds of my labia, feeling my stomach, my thighs, my ass. I did my body-loving for an hour until I craved more stimulation.

I lifted myself from the stream and stepped onto the ground. I stood for a few minutes to watch the water on my skin drop down to the dirt. My nipples were hard. I teased one of them with my fingertip. It felt good. Another thing I thanked Gaia for.

I journeyed down the stream to explore this part of the forest. The trees were tall with an abundance of green leaves. Soon, the stream grew wider, becoming a creek. Further down, the creek would become wider and deeper. I decided to be careful and walked a few feet from the edge of the creek. This led me to a field of tall shaggy grass, as high up to my shoulders, never been touched by man.

As I pushed through the tall grass, I noticed the sun shining through a clearing of the trees. I was still wet, so I laid on my back with my arms and legs spread wide and let the sun dry my skin. The waves of heat caused my desires to surface. I needed to pleasure myself.

With one hand, I pulled my clit's hood and played with my clit while my other hand kneaded my breast. I wanted the self-loving to be quick, so I moved my other hand from my breast and delved two of my fingers in, immediately hitting my g-spot.

Feeling the many blades of grass on my back and ass reminded me of the time I had sex with my husband in another field of grass a few years ago. I remember wrapping my arms and legs around him, tightly embracing his body with him on top of me, feeling his hard cock thrusting in and out of me until finally ejaculating his hot man seed into my womb.

I gave out a not-too-loud moan as I orgasmed. As the high of the orgasm began to subside, I spread my limbs, still lying on the grass, proudly exhibiting my naked body to the sun as a reward.

After a few minutes, I got back up on my feet to roam along the creek. I was nearing the end of the tall grass where, to my delight, I spotted beautiful white flowers along the ground.

I carefully plucked the flowers from the bottom of the stem. I then tied the stems together to create a chain of flowers. One flower-chain I made was wrapped around both my shoulders, crisscrossing between my breasts and upper back. Another flower-chain was loosely around my waist. The last one I made from white and yellow flowers wrapped around my head like a crown.

I felt my new crown of flowers ascended me to the queen of the forest and how nature would serve my pleasures. Being a naked queen of the wilderness, I would be kind and merciful, unconditionally love my subjects and bless them with the sight of my body. For the love and adoration of the forest, I began to dance.

I closed my eyes, slowly swaying my hips and waved my arms up, moving to the babbling of the creek, the light rustling of the leaves, the distant growling...

Growling?

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was startled to see a wolf as it was looking right at me, showing his teeth as he let out a long growl, ready to attack. My heart beat hard as I instinctively knew the wolf's intentions. Lucky for me, the preying wolf was on the other side of the creek.

The wolf looked over the creek, considering walking across to get to me. But the wolf found the waters too deep and the banks too steep to climb. The wolf stopped growling but leered at me for a moment before running off.

I was thankful to the forest for saving its queen from the wolf and wanted to express my appreciation the only way I preferred. I made my way through the wide and open meadow of tall weeds and tall grass until I came to a huge rock. The rock was jagged, making it easy for me to climb to the near-flat peak on top. I sat on top of the rock and managed to secure my feet with my thighs parted to show my sex to the meadow that had welcomed me.

I licked my fingers and began to pleasure myself diddling my clit. The sun once again brings its light and heat upon me, turning me on more. To further my arousal, I teased my nipple with my tongue, but I felt daring at that moment and gently ground my perineum and my sphincter against the peak of the rock. The sensations of the ass-sex with the rock were somewhat pleasurable enough for me to have a small but delightful orgasm. The peak of the rock was stained by my sex fluids, trickling down the rock, reflecting the light of the sun.

I took a moment to collect myself before climbing off the rock and continued exploring. Feeling the exposure to the sun take its toll on my exposed and unprotected skin, I went to the forest for the cover of the trees. After a while of wandering, I heard splashing water. I followed the sound to a small waterfall, cascading water down to a pool of water.

I eagerly dived into the pool, submerging myself deep in the cold waters, cooling my hot skin. I felt revived and refreshed. I came up for air and let my body float on the surface. With my ears underwater, I could hear the torrents of the waterfall. Soon, the water would eventually get comfortable for me. I swam around for an hour, swimming as deep as I could go or floating to relax.

For the hope of new sensations, I swam to the waterfall. I climbed onto the smooth rocks where the waterfall fell. I stood up, letting the water shower onto me. It felt amazing standing under the waterfall. My hands caressed my body. I started with my neck, then my breasts, moving to my stomach, my ass, my thighs. I had one hand on my sex, patiently trying to arouse myself. But as much as I wanted to show nature my devotion with another session of self-loving, my sexual energy couldn't be provided so soon after I masturbated in the meadow.

Despite that, I continued to caress my body, enjoying the minimal sensations. Soon, my hands grow tired and my urges for sexual gratification become silent. I then noticed the flower chains I decorated my body with had fallen off me by the torrent of the waterfall, drifting away from me, ending my reign as the naked queen of the forest. Feeling somber, I dived back into the pool for one last swim before returning to my camp.

It was mid-afternoon when I made it to my camp. I was relieved to find my tent and the rest of my stuff untouched. I took off my sandals and spent the rest of the day on my blanket reading and then meditating. I had an early dinner as the sun began to set. I decided to turn it in for the night.

I went into my tent with a bottle of water and slid into my sleeping bag with my vibrator. As I teased my clit with the vibrator, I think back on that day's adventures. I make love with Mother Nature through a water stream, entertaining the sun with my self-loving, the encounter with the wolf across the creek leading to another bout of self-loving on top of a huge rock.

Instead of recalling my time at the waterfall, my mind goes back to the sex I had with my husband. As hot and memorable as that was, I went to the first time I had sex in the woods.

With Angie.

I pushed the vibrator into my wet pussy, sending me my sexual energy up. The heat from my body filled the sleeping bag, causing my skin to sweat. With the sweat and the sex fluids on the fingers of my other hand, I fervently rubbed my clit, bringing me an orgasm intense enough to cause me to loudly moan.

With a sweaty hand, I turned off the vibrator and pulled it from my sex. The heat in the sleeping bag was getting stifling. I unzipped the sleeping bag halfway to uncover my upper body and let the contained heat escape. I deeply breathed in the night air to calm myself.

I kept my vibrator close by to use it again as soon I cooled down. But I fell asleep.