It's a sunny, balmy afternoon, and I am walking through my local woods. Singing to myself, with my ipod on, I'm oblivious to the world around me.
The sun casts many a shadow in the woods, and it begins to get darker as the woods get denser, and the afternoon starts to turn to evening.
I have not yet noticed that it has begun to get darker, but I suddenly become intensely aware there is someone walking quite closely behind me. I instantly know it is a masculine presence behind me...I can smell the scent of his skin wafting towards me...
I'm calm, anyone can walk in here, but I'm wondering why he has to walk quite so close to me! I keep at my pace, if he means to make me nervous, he's picked the wrong girl! The woods are very dense now, the path is beginning to get hard to follow. The guy never quite catches up to me, but he's always in my sight line.
The glimpses I do catch of him, without turning round too much, hes quite tall, sandy brown hair, clean shaven and from my snatched looks, quite cute...
As the path peters out, I'm faced with a decision... to make myself climb through the brush, or face this guy and double back on myself. Luckily, before the path disappears completely, I come into a small clearing. I stop and try to assess the situation...
Suddenly, I feel the heat from the guys body as he stands directly behind me, the tang of his sweat filling my senses. I feel like I should scream, but I don't feel threatened by this man. He touches my hair, I jump, not expecting the contact so soon. He sweeps my hair to one side and slowly strokes the curve of my neck with his fingertips. I begin to shiver, not with cold, but with anticipation...
I still haven't seen his face yet, not really wanting to yet... I'm completely passive, I let him slowly run his fingers towards my back, gently pushing down my jacket until it falls on the ground. I'm wearing a strappy top underneath, so my shoulders are almost all exposed, both of his hands are on me now, so, so slowly stroking my bare skin.
I feel the heat intensify on my neck as he kisses my neck so softly, grazing my skin with his lips.
I sigh and he holds my arms and pulls me towards him, pulling me into himself, moulding my body to his, as he still kisses my neck and down my shoulder.
I'm aching to turn around to see him, as I try to, he stops me keeps me planted on the spot. He raises my arms, I oblige, and he takes my top off, revealing my crisp white bra underneath. Still behind me, he cups my breasts in his hands and lets out a groan. Stroking the outside of the lace, I feel my nipples grow erect at his touch. He slides one hand down towards my bow of my wrap skirt, and with one swift movement, unties it and it flutters to the ground.
Still kissing my back, neck and shoulders, he becomes a little rougher, nipping my skin here and there, and it begins to drive me wild...
He is still fully clothed, I am totally under his power...Knowing this just makes me more aroused, and yet again, I try to turn to see his face. He takes my arms and pushes me towards a tree, making me lean on it with my hands. He takes a step back, and he can see me in the dim light, just my bra and French knickers on... I hear the sound of clothing being dropped to the floor, and suddenly he is back on me, biting, licking and grasping my skin. I feel that me has only taken his jacket off, still with his t-shirt and jeans on.