This happened some years ago. Back in an age of sexual experimentation and little concern about the diseases that we worry about today.
My wife and I were young college students at a University in the South East. We had been married about a year so we still had the youthful enthusiasm of newlyweds. We had little money and we spent our free time exploring the national forests around the college. There were a labyrinth of sink holes and spring fed streams crisscrossing the miles of woods and swamps.
We had been driving around the countryside one weekend and wound up way out in the middle of no where. The heat was extreme as we followed a creek along an old logging road hoping to come across a swimming hole. My old car had no air conditioning and we were dressed in our least restrictive clothes.
On me this meant an old tee shirt, a swim suit and a pair of boat shoes. On my wife, Georgia, this consisted of a bikini under a pair of cut off shorts and sandals. She was about 22 at the time with blue eyes and firm breasts that filled up the cups of the bikini top very nicely. Her body was taught from her workouts on the swim team. She curved in all the right places and her tight ass always turned heads.
Anyway, we messed around that weekend and ended up stuck out on this old dirt road. After two hours in the boiling heat trying to get the car out I sat down in the shade with Georgia. “I think we are going to have to walk out and get some help” I said. “The car’s in deep and we’ll need a tow. ”
She leaned her head against my shoulder. “Damn” she said “Its too hot to walk out. ”
“This stream seems to follow along the road” I said “when it gets too hot we can just jump in. ”
“Ok” She said standing up. She looked down the long hot ruts of sand as she pulled her blonde hair up into a pony tail. “We’d better get going if unless we want to spend the night out here. ”
We hiked back along the road with the hot sun blazing down on us. The humidity was about 120% so the sweat poured over us like hot molasses. In addition the white sand in the road was hot so our feet were practically on fire. The thick tropical brush prevented us from walking off the road so we stumbled from tree to tree trying keep our feet from blistering.
It had been at least an hour when we came around a bend and noticed a logging truck stopped in the road ahead. “A transport!” I said mimicking C3PO from Star Wars “we’re saved!”
“Thank god” Georgia said as we slowly covered the distance to the truck “I just can’t go any further in this heat. ”
Once we arrived, however, we discovered that the cab was empty. Georgia sat on the step of the truck and wiped the sweat off her face. Then we heard a splash through the thick brush. Stepping around the truck we found a narrow path in the brush. Stepping through it we found ourselves in a clearing at the edge of a spring. A shape glided under the surface and I saw that it was a man swimming purposefully through the water.
He rose at the white sand shallow and stood up waist high. He was tall and black skinned with a shaved head. I couldn’t tell how old but I guessed late thirties. The water ran off him as he opened his eyes and saw us there. He glared at us without saying a word and seemed annoyed that we had intruded on his swim.
He walked up out of the spring until he stood right in front of us and we could see him more clearly. His body was ripped; I don't think there was an ounce of fat on him anywhere. His stomach was a washboard, his arms and legs thick and muscular. His nakedness was quite a shock. I had not noticed the pile of clothes stacked on the old stump when we had arrived. His cock was huge and hung down nearly to his knee.
I turned to look at Georgia. She had a dumbfounded look on her face, staring open-mouthed as he grabbed a towel from a branch and began to dry off. She abruptly turned towards me, embarrassed that I caught her looking.
He made no effort to cover himself as he rubbed the towel against his head. He looked me in the eye as he dried his body.
“Can I help you?” he said in a voice that was deep and southern.
“Um” I stuttered trying to look him in the eye. Trying not to be intimidated by the size of his muscles or that of his giant cock. “Yes. Sorry to bother you, but our car is stuck in the sand a few miles up. I wonder if you could help us out?”
“Help you out how?” he responded.
“Well a ride to a phone would be very helpful” I said.
“Ain’t no phones around for miles” he replied. “I got work to do. I can’t just run off to the Swifty Mart whenever I want. What’s in it for me?”
“We don’t have much money” I replied “we’re in school and…”
“Oh,” he interrupted “college kids. Well, fuck you. I spent three years in Viet-Nam while you college types skipped and didn’t do dick! I got my ass shot at while you guys sat around smoking pot and chasing pussy. No fucking way I’m doing you any favors. ”
“Please Mister” Georgia suddenly begged from behind me “I’m sorry you had to go to Viet-Nam but we really need help. I can’t walk any further in this heat. ”
“Tell you what” the big man said “you give up a little ass and I might think about helping you out. ”
“Hey!” I said “there’s no reason to talk like that. ”
“That’s my offer” he said drying his arms. “take it or hit the road!”
“C’mon honey” I said as I turned to leave. “Lets get out of here. ”
“Wait” She said as I bumped into her unmoving body. “I’ll do it. I told you I can’t go any further in this heat. ”
“What?!” I exclaimed.
“I’m doing this for us Richard” She scowled “Otherwise we’ll probably never get out of this swamp alive. ” Georgia and I argued back and forth in whispers but finally I could tell I had lost. She was going to do it. I felt angry and defeated and betrayed but I just stood there as she stepped towards him.
“Now that’s more like it” the black man said and gave his huge cock a few strokes.
