(Quick note to readers. There are references to urination in this story although that is not the focus. If that bothers you then either skip this one or proceed with caution)
'Damn it' I thought to myself as I ran along 'knew I drank too much water.'
The day was warm but far from stifling as summer was nearing its end. Not close enough to fall for the leaves to change but well cool enough for a run. This particular trail was rather popular with the hiking community and made for a much nicer view than a boring running track or treadmill. To be fare it was closer to a walking trail then hiking but it still went rather deeply into the woods and had enough variety in a scenery to attract a good number of outdoorsy type people on any given day.
I had been running this trail since last spring, and it quickly had become a favorite of mine. Today was the first day cool enough in a long time and I had eagerly started out in the early afternoon. Not wanting to carry my water as I ran, I had drank a rather large bottle before starting out, thinking I would sweat most of it off. Apparently, I had miscalculated and soon realized I would have to make a quick detour into nature for just a moment to answer its call. I was sure I was not the only one to have needed to do this while out on the miles long trail as the only bathrooms were near the parking lot.
As I was on one of the longer trails, there were about five different loops of varying lengths in this network, I wasn't too worried about being seen but it was still better to not take chances. Waiting for the next curve in the path, I glanced over my shoulder and seeing no one behind or ahead I quickly ducked into the woods and quickly had a good number of trees between me and the trail. Going a bit further just to be safe I found a larger tree to stand behind and saw to my need, taking advantage of the break to listen to the sounds of the woods and the light breeze. I closed my eyes for a moment to fully enjoy the feeling the wind.
I had nearly finished when I heard a sudden rustling of leaves behind the tree and slightly to my right. My eyes popped open just in time to see a woman, maybe mid-twenties, approaching rapidly. Not appearing to have seen me, but instead looking down to where she was stepping, the woman walked up to the side of the tree about a third of the way around from where I stood then turned around. I froze, unsure what to say, and before I knew it I was looking at a bare, and quite beautiful, ass and hips as she squatted down.
'Fuck.' I thought 'I should say something, but what the hell do you say in this situation?'
Seeming to have come to the tree for the same reason I had she left out a sigh of relief as she began. Now for the record, I am not into that particular kink but the sigh she let out while peeing couldn't be described as anything but sensual. That added to her beautiful half naked form and my body began to have a rather natural reaction. Now I was really fucked I thought as I tried to put my slowly hardening manhood away.
"No need to do that." the woman said glancing over her shoulder with a smile "I don't mind. Go ahead and finish if you need to."
I was dumb struck. She did not at all react how I had feared but instead continued to look right at me as she finished, her smile changing to more of a grin.
"I, uh, I'm finished." I said then nearly jumped as I noticed my manhood was still out, and still slowly growing. "Fuck." I said quietly to myself and moved to tuck it back into my pants.
"Are you sure?" the woman asked, giving her hips a cute little wiggle then standing. "It doesn't look like you've finished."
