Woman at the Lae

The summer vacation was finally here. It had been a crazy year for Sam. His classes had been challenging. His home life hectic. Busy and stressful, his life had left him needing a break. Sam loved canoe trips and getting back to nature. However, this year he felt stuck. No one was available to do a trip with him. He was confident but canoeing alone seemed too daunting.

When searching around the website that he typically used to plan his canoe trips, Sam got an idea. What if he did a solo backpacking hike. It would be physically demanding but he needed to get out. He needed a break from his everyday stressors. His kids were older, and they and his wife wouldn't miss him for a couple of days. Besides, he would be a better father and husband when he returned. So, he booked a site that didn't look too challenging and headed off to the national park.

He headed out early. He was too excited to wait for his family to wake up. So, he headed out on the road at a time that would get him to the trail while it was still morning. A big breakfast on the road he got out his pack, feeling how heavy it was, he realized he was in for a workout. He headed off down the trail. He was walking on the smooth path covered in pine needles for less than 10 minutes when he started to feel the weight of his everyday start to lift off his shoulders. He loved the outdoors, and this trail was particularly spectacular.

The path was wide alternating between hard packed dirt and pine needles. It followed a stream that made a soft gurgling sound as the water flowed down the cascading large rocks. Sam watched the leaves and twigs carried downstream by the flowing water. It was still early, and birds called out for their mates in the tree tops.

The sky was perfect. A deep dark blue dotted with small interestingly shaped clouds. When a cloud moved in front of the sun, the temperature was perfect. When it came out again, it was just hot enough to make the hike sweaty work. The trees were tall with most of the undergrowth naturally pruned by the local deer. When the sun was not blocked by the clouds, it shone through the leaves on the large maple trees making a vivid green diffuse light. When the sun hid behind the cloud, the sky was a little darker allowing Sam to see the details of the forest with more clarity. Birds and squirrel nests nestled under the canopy of the trees. Red squirrels chittered at his passing.

He had never done a trip like this before alone. It seemed that the forest welcomed him or at least was less disturbed by his presence. There was a light breeze and without conversation, he could focus on the noise it made as it blew through the trees and the sound of the fast-flowing water in the creek. Losing himself in the forest it was well after noon before it occurred to him to stop and have lunch.

When he stopped for lunch, he realized that he was over halfway to the site he had booked. This was good news as the weather had warmed and he was sweating. An apple, a granola bar and some water and he was back on his way. There was a large lake with several sites. However, Sam, seeking solitude had picked a small lake on a side trail. The lake only had one site so there wouldn't be anyone to disturb his retreat.

The side trail was a little narrower although still easy to pass. He realized the biggest challenge and he became aware of why this site was not more popular. The trail rose and fell over the large granite hills near the lake. Steep inclines and switch backs made the last part of the trail a challenge. Sam sweat and drank his water moving over the difficult terrain. The exertion again worked to help him let go of the stress of the outside world. While Sam enjoyed the workout, he was not sad when he crested the top of the hill and saw a small sign pointing to the smaller side trail that would lead to his site.

Sam descended the hill to the site. There was a nice clearing for his tent. He dropped his pack but continued down to get the first look at the lake. One of the most beautiful features of this park, these giant granite boulders often sat on the side of the lake. Half in the water and half out, the boulder's dark colour and smooth surface made a stunning place to sunbath and swim. Sam saw the leading edge of one of these boulders as he approached the lake. He hoped it would go all the way into the lake. The rock would be hot and the water cold. Enjoying a spot like this was one of the things he looked forward to most when visiting this park.

As he followed the boulder towards the lake, he was shocked. There was a woman there and she was stunning. He pulled up short. It was very unusual to run into people on your campsite this deep into the forest. Sam wasn't sure what to think. He did not want to startle her. All the same, she really shouldn't be on his site. He was not complaining but he wasn't sure what to do.

The woman heard him and turned to look. She had shoulder length brown hair tied up in a ponytail. She was thin and French looking. Her face showed some freckles around her slender nose, small mouth and big eyes. Her eyes shone out with a light green intensity that he almost found unnerving. When her lips parted in a warm smile, he realized, he was just standing there staring at her. He tried to look away but that felt even more awkward.

Patting the rock next to her, she broke the tension by looking back at the lake. Sam did not need to be asked twice. He looked at her short slender legs pale despite the sunbathing. Her small jean shorts and t shirt let him see her fit figure and her small perky tits. She was small and cute, but she also seemed capable and not at all uncomfortable deep in the forest. He couldn't imagine she was here alone. When he looked around, he couldn't see who she was with. Sam thought being this far into the woods alone was a stretch for him. He laughed at himself as he remembered that there were many people much more comfortable in nature than him.

He went and sat beside her. "Hey, I'm Sam nice to meet you." He ventured. She smiled at him, there was something slightly unnerving about the smile, but he imagined he was just put off by the situation. Then when he went to speak again, she put a small slender finger up to his lips to tell him to be quiet. Sam had not come here to talk. In fact, that was a big part of what he was trying to get away from. He was happy to follow her lead.

They sat beside each other by the lake. He looked at her on the rock, the lake, the situation was like a dream. She didn't want to talk but seemed content to simply share this with him. That is until she stood up and started walking slowly towards the lake.

He watched as she unbuttoned her shorts and let them slip down her hips. He was turned on by the curves of her ass. She was slender and tiny, but the curve of her hips and her ass did not disappoint. She stepped out of the shorts and stopped. She pulled her shirt over her head, standing in front of him facing the lake, he was not able to see her tits when she undid and removed her bra. He was able to see her ass, and the inviting mound of her pussy when she bent over to take off her underwear. She stepped down the rock carefully until she was in knee deep water. Then turning, revealing her small perky tits with her long firm nipples she motioned for him to join her.

Sam stood up and nearly tripped over his pants as he quickly pulled them off. He slowed, careful not to hurt himself on the rock. A quick thought of sirens, passed through his mind. Any sort of minor warning was going to need to be a lot more threatening to keep him away from this. He became more careful as he finished removing his clothes and stepped into the cold water. He was aware as he took his pants off that his erection would be easily visible to the woman in the lake. Still, he was careful not to rush. Slipping on the rock here would not work out well for him.

When he reached her in the lake she reached out and took a gentle but firm hold of his cock. She turned towards him and used her other hand to take his hand and place it on her breast. She stepped closer to him. He wanted to smell her but couldn't. He smelled and maybe that was the distraction. She gently pulled on his cock taking him deeper and deeper into the lake. When the water was up to his shoulders, he resisted and pulled her close to him. He didn't want to swim. He enjoyed the cold water on his body, which had started to become aware of the hard hike he had done that morning.

She pulled at him, but he resisted her. She looked up at him. With a hand on the back of his head she pulled him in to kiss her as she started to stroke the cock in her hand. He placed his hand on her tits and worked them up and down her body. Again, he felt her grip tighten on him. She pulled him again towards the deep water. That small warning stayed in the back of his head. Reaching down he lifted her by her thighs and brought her legs up around his waist. She did not speak. She did not resist. She opened her legs to him letting him guide his cock into her pussy.

Straddling him she rode his cock as they stood in the water. He nearly fell backwards. Sitting on the rock, he would be all the way beneath the water. He didn't know why but he realized that was a bad idea. With her legs around him he pulled her back from the lake back up the rock to the dry ground. Here he let himself lie back and pulled her to straddle him with his cock still buried deep in her pussy.

"What is your name?" he asked through moans. Her cunt was unbelievable. It felt like she could squeeze all or any part of his cock. She slowly started to rise and fall on him. Sucking his cock with her pussy. Pulling the cum out of him. She put her finger to his lips again as she rode. He watched her incredible fit body slowly work his cock. She bucked and rode him with slow sensual strokes. His cock slid in and out of her wet pussy. She was wet but she was not warm. Still when he looked up at her, her beauty slowly rising and falling over him, he lay back and came deep inside her. Her hand went to her stomach as she pushed down pulling his seed into her.

He lay back exhausted. He had never been fucked like this. She kissed him pushing him backwards and lay on his chest. Safely out of the water in the warm late afternoon sun, he fell asleep like he was put under a spell. He slept for over an hour before he woke, and she was gone. He looked around for her briefly but then got busy with the getting his camp set.

He setup the tent. Got his dinner out and started a small fire. Looking around he was able to collect firewood, eat and settle down by the fire. He hoped the woman was safe. The experience had been so weird, he almost wondered if it had been a dream. What an incredible day. Beautiful hike, stunning woman at his campsite, now he felt relaxed and settled into tending the fire as the sun set. His mind was already foggy, still he had brought a small amount of wine to drink by the fire. He drank and sat letting go of his worry about what happened to the girl and the exhaustion of the day. He stared into the dancing flame.

He was feeling the wine in an almost meditative state, so she was sitting next to him before he realised, she had returned. She had on a long t shirt. He couldn't see if she wore anything underneath it. She leaned in and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her, and she cuddled into him. "Where are you camping?" he asked. "If you are lost, you can share my tent for the night." He offered. She looked at him with those bright green eyes, they almost seemed to glow in the firelight. Then, as she had before, she put her finger to his lips quieting him.

They sat for an hour as the sun set and the world became dark. The wind settled and the night was warm and humid. Sam alternated from staring at the fire and at the woman. She was alluring and the dream like situation rubbed against his common sense and reason. What was she doing here? Could she really be alone? Where had she gone while he slept? As a question came to him, he had to fight hard to keep it in his mind. Her beauty, the pleasure of her body and the stress that had drove him here, all worked together to make him ignore the strangeness of the situation.

Suddenly she stood. Again, she started to walk towards the lake. Tired and drunk, her figure in the moonlight, a glimpse of her naked ass pulled him to follow. She started to walk down the large rock into the lake. He had no intention of swimming. He was clean warm and settled, so even her body headed towards the lake was not enough to compel him. She noticed he stopped following and turned around. She walked back to him and put her hand on his cock through his jeans. She pulled at his shirt and his cock trying to lead him back to the lake.

What he did next surprised even him. He took her hand off his cock, he turned her around and grabbing her long ponytail, he pushed her towards a tree. He was firm and directing but not forceful. She responded by pushing her ass against his cock as he guided her to the tree. Pinning her against the tree, he pulled his cock out. He shoved it into her from behind and cupped her small tits.

He started fucking her pressed against the tree. He scraped his legs as he rode her ass, and he looked down to make sure he was not hurting her. She bucked her ass back into him. Again, her pussy was wet and tight on him. She still wasn't warm. This time, since they were not in the water, the coldness of her cunt was much more noticeable.

She looked back at him with those green eyes that almost seemed to glow. Her pussy gripped down hard on his cock. It was only her wetness that let him keep it sliding in and out of her. She didn't make a sound as he fucked her. She looked back at him, her eyes commanding him to drive his cock deep into her. Her eyes wanted his cum. His hands went to her small narrow muscular back and pulled her back onto his cock. Her pale skin almost glowed as he pounded and pounded into her.

Placing his hand on her mound, he pulled her back and came deep in her pussy. He felt her cunt tighten on him. He unloaded and she squeezed keeping his cum deep inside her. His orgasm was hard making him weak in his knees.

Suddenly, he noticed her strength. Her pussy had his cock, and she was dragging him step by step towards the lake. As the last cum squeezed out of him, he had a moment of clarity. What the fuck was going on? Why was there a stunning beautiful woman by his campsite this deep in the forest? Why had she let him fuck her like that? Why did she keep pulling him to the lake? The strangeness of the situation hit him like a punch to the chin. She was close to pulling him into the water. He couldn't pull his cock out. She wasn't wet anymore, and her cunt's grip was incredible.

Reaching out he grabbed a tree to hold on. Secured against her pull he looked at her again. Her hair was tattered, her clothes were ripped and soiled. Her skin was flaking off and he could see her skull through her thin hair. She looked dead. Almost a rotting corpse. She turned to him and spoke, in French she said, "Viens avec mois dans le lac et pourras en profiter pour toujours"

Her words were mesmerizing. He thought he had an idea what they meant although he didn't speak French. She was offering to pleasure him forever in the lake. He fought the fog settling back in on him. Risking letting go of the tree he shoved her off his cock. He quickly ran back up to the fire. She didn't follow him. He didn't risk leaving in the dark. He also didn't risk sleeping.

In the morning, there was no sight of the woman. He packed up, then couldn't resist a look around the lake. The sun was bright and there were no clouds this morning. It would be a hot hike out. He had planned on staying for two nights. However, there was no chance he would trust himself another night here. As he looked around the lake, he noticed something disturbing. There were several white objects that could be seen when the sun hit the lake in the direction of the morning. Were those bones? Looking at the grizzly scene he realized just how narrowly he had avoided being pulled into the lake.

As he walked out, hot in the sun and still surrounded by the beauty of the park, all he could think about was her beautiful face. Small mouth, stunning green eyes, slender figure and tight wet cold pussy it was a wonder he had not followed her into the lake. He wouldn't share his story. He was headed back to his family. He felt like he had played a risky game and won. He had fucked, what he had started to think of us a beautiful ghost. He had not fallen victim. Still even as he fled the lake, he felt her pulling him back to her back to the lake.