Terra
Drone captures video of a naked woman in the forest doing more than communing with nature.
Chapter 1
I turned my hobby into a business, mainly because it was costing me too much money. A local real-estate agent asked if I could fly my homebuilt quadcopter over a property and survey the tile roof for a client. From there I kept getting more business, I used the money to build better and bigger quadcopter drones. Having bigger drone and better cameras increased the types of jobs I could do and make more money.
Adding FPV (First Person Video) camera gave me a video view just like I was in the drone looking out. It was fantastic, being able to see things you could only see from the air in real time.
One of the only perks, occasionally catching a nude female sunbathing while surveying houses. After a while I grew tired of looking at roofs and jumped at the opportunity to survey a farmer's crop with an infrared camera. I won't go into the technical details, but using an infrared camera view of the crops allowed the farmer to adjust, fertilizing and watering for a better yield.
One Saturday I was surveying the crops in a field next to a wooded area when I noticed a bright flash coming from the woods. After the third flash, my curiosity piqued, against my better judgement I flew the drone over to investigate.
I flew along, panning the camera for a sight of what caused the flash when I glimpsed someone in the woods. I flew the drone down closer to the trees to get a better view when the drone stopped sending video I knew that I had indivertibly gone out of radio range. The drone had a safety program build into the flight controller which should send the drone back to home autonomously after losing radio contact, but after a few minutes it didn't come back as planned.
Now I have to find it, not only would I lose the recording of my days' work, but lots of my hard-earned dollars.
As I drove over towards the woods, I reminded myself the drone has flashing red and green LEDs which should help me find it visually and I do have the GPS coordinates to get me close.
When I got close to where it should be I scanned the area with my binoculars hoping to glimpse a flashing LED.
I didn't find the drone, but I found the person in white; a young woman wearing a tennis outfit, sitting on a large fallen log. As I approached her, I noticed she was astride the log and appeared to be photographing herself with a camera mounted on a long stick.
Pausing, I continued to observe her for a few minutes, trying not to startle her. Looking past her, I continued to scan trees for the drone, finally finding it in a tree on the other side of her.
I had to show myself so I could get access to drone, trying not to startle her, I made a lot of noise stepping on branches.
Calling out, "I am looking for my drone, it crashed around here somewhere."
Then I pointed to a tree where drone crashed as I approached her as though I just found it.
After dismounting the log and she stood there looking aggravated at being interrupted. Her dark complexion and long black hair suggested a Mideastern descent. The top's silken fabric clung to her breasts, prominently displaying her hard nipples.
"Hi, I'm Jack," and pointing to the tree, "that's my drone up there."
"I'm Terra," Moving her long black hair over her ear, accenting her olive toned skin and dark eyes.
"Sorry to interrupt your... err...communing with nature, but the drone seems have a mind of its own today."
A frown was her reply.
I moved under the tree, "I don't think I can reach it."
Grabbing a stick and poking it towards the drone, it was still out of reach.
"Could you help me, maybe I can lift you up and you could grab it?"
"If I do, will you leave so I can get back to... as you put it...communing with nature?"
"Lady, I just want to retrieve my drone and get back to work."
She walked over towards me, "Ok, how's this going to work?"
I squatted down, "If I lift you on my shoulders you should be able to reach it."
Straddling my neck as I lifted her up on my shoulders, her crotch felt wet against my neck.
I'm thinking WTF is that, but didn't say anything.
I positioned her under the drone while she struggled to reach it, "I'm a few inches away, I can't reach it."
"Ok, I'm going to put you down and have you stand on my shoulders."
"What, I'm not an acrobat, what if I fall?"
After minutes of reassuring her, she finally agreed to stand on my shoulders.
Carefully, I positioned her under the drone and she exclaimed, "I got it."
When I looked up, I could see she wasn't wearing panties and the underside of her boobs. I said nothing about the view, but she knew I was looking up at her wet pussy.
It took all my concentration to get her down safely after looking.
"Thank you, Terra, I don't know what I would have done without your help."
"Did you..." she started to say but stopped.
I was afraid she was going to ask if I enjoyed looking at her pussy, the answer would have been yes.
Once down, she rearranged her skirt and adjusted her top, waiting for me to comment.
"Terra, what brings you out to the woods on a beautiful day like this?"
"Well Jack, I photograph nature for my podcast for shut-ins."
"That sounds like a good cause."
She didn't tell me what she was doing on the log, so I let it drop.
I could tell the conversation was growing tense, so I wrapped it up, leaving her my business card," In case you need any aerial views for your podcasts. I'll give you a free one for your help."
I left with my damaged drone to retrieve the data and repair it.
Chapter 2
The infrared video was intact and all the client needed. The FPV video was quite telling, especially when the drone crashed in the tree and continued to record. It showed Terra astride the log, rubbing her pussy directly on the log. She was lifting her skirt and photographing her pussy as she rode the log to a climax. No wonder my neck got wet, it was still wet with pussy juice.
Her crotch was covered by a small triangle of groomed pubic hair ending just above her labia. Her breasts were medium, not too small, possibly a handful. Her perky nipples pointed straight out of her dark areolas. I only wished I could have zoomed in for a closer view.
The recording continued until the battery died a few minutes later.
I wondered if she included the video of her humping a log in her podcast. Now I wished I had got her information, or at least how to get her podcast.
A week later Terra called and after some small talk asks, "Jack, can you be discrete?"
Thinking she was referring to sharing some confidential information, "Sure, I am a professional, almost like a lawyer's attorney client privilege."