The moon is full and everything looks silver. I listen to the leaves rustling under my feet. Even though there is light, I can't see that far in front. I have been walking for an hour or more, I'm not lost, but I don't know where I am.
My feet hurt so I decide to rest against a tree, my breath is slightly labored and as it calms I notice the tree is breathing with me, I press my hands back onto it's trunk, it is rough, it feels like it responds with its breath. My back tingles as I rub against the tree, my toes try and bury themselves in the earth. I take my trainers off and then roll off my socks, stroking my feet at the same time. Rubbing my feet against the earth and my back against the wood, feels so good I have to sit down.
My skin is tingling, I want to stroke myself. So I take of my top. I run my hands over my hairy chest pressing hard, my breathing gets faster and harder, as does my cock. I pull my jeans and boxers off, my cock is starring up at me. I want to touch it, but I don't. I sit back down and rub my legs, the same way I rubbed my chest. I can feel the ground against me. I start to thrust myself against it. My cock gets harder, it is aching for me to touch it. My breathing is so hard and fast that I am letting out loud moans. I feel lips on my ear lobe.
I turn my head quickly and meet bright green eyes that have violet stars in. She runs a long nail down my chest and grabs my hard cock in her blue hand and hisses at me. She licks my cheek with her forked tongue and straddles me. Her skin is almost reptilian, but softer.
She whispers in my ear, 'What are you doing here?'
'Wanking.' I reply.