© 2013 by SC Edward.
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Alex cautiously followed the Narya into the woods. He remained a couple of feet behind her, using the thick masses of tree trunks and foliage as cover. He had no idea why he was so fascinated by her but something drew him to the beauty.
He remembered the first time he'd seen her.
She'd walked into his class with her friend at her side; both of them, sexy and confident. He supposed that they knew each other from high school.
They were the only ones being chatty while the rest of the class was somber and quiet. The girls lit up the room and his first thought was to introduce himself after class. Unfortunately he knew that he wouldn't have the balls to do it. They were beautiful vixens, while he was the geeky, white guy with glasses that rarely got the girl.
They sat a few rows from him and he immediately caught a whiff of floral perfume. He didn't know who was wearing it or whether it was the mingling of their individual scents, but the fragrance was intoxicating and made him grow hard in an instant. While both were very beautiful, he took a liking to only one and later found out that it was indeed her scent.
It wasn't until the professor took attendance that he'd learned her name. Narya. She was a voluptuous woman, probably in her early twenties, who exuded confidence and grace. She had a gorgeous hourglass figure and when she walked and switched her hips, he couldn't help but take notice of her wide behind.
Her favorite color seemed to be red, because she wore the color of passion often enough. Even her sleek, long black hair, which she always parted down the middle of her forehead, was streaked with blood red highlights.
Her breasts were huge in comparison to those of her friend's and caused Alex's mouth to water every time she strode by. She never wore anything that would reveal too much cleavage, but the shape of the protruding orbs beneath her clothes, more than made up for this.
She was the quieter and conservative of the two, but Alex liked that. He found her charming and he envied her boyfriend, whoever he was. He knew he wouldn't be able to measure up to the men who were lined up at her pretty feet. She was a beauty that not even he could resist.
Her appearance wasn't all he found attractive. She was highly intelligent and her test scores matched his own from what he overheard. To say the least, he liked everything about her. Day after day Alex found himself looking forward to watching her walk into class. He had strategically changed his seat in order to be closer to her. He sat directly behind her and would sometimes curl the strands of her long hair around his forefinger.
She never seemed to notice and neither did anyone else. As creepy as this sounded, it was probably the closest he would ever get to touching her. He even spent more time paying attention to her voice rather than his lectures.
It's not like this infatuation was totally his fault. He'd been bumping heads with her in many places; the cafeteria, the library and the school's gym. She would always smile coyly at him and all he could manage to do was smile back and say a quick "Hi".
He'd never gotten beyond that. He didn't want to say anything nerdy or stupid, which was his usual habit when surrounded by beautiful women. She made him nervous and horny all at the same time. Hell, she probably knew it, but these little encounters were driving him crazy. He couldn't bear to be away from her and knew that he was already in deep shit.
Now he was following her. He was officially a stalker. He was a virgin and no one knew it, or probably even cared to know it. He felt shame for being one at his age but he'd never found the right girl. He didn't think he was a bad looking guy. Maybe it was the glasses, or the fact that he wasn't as athletic as the other guys he'd been to high school with.
Whatever it was, most girls didn't seem interested in him. He'd had one girlfriend before he began college but they'd never been intimate. It probably could have been serious but she wanted to go to a different college and he knew that the distance wouldn't work out. Alex felt that Narya was the right girl and he wanted her badly.
Sometimes he would wonder what it would be like to have her in bed. If only he could touch her just once. He would even be satisfied with a brush of skin, and that had only happened once. She accidentally bumped into him while cutting a corner in the hallway. The contact sent intense waves of electricity traveling down his spine, each delicious spark branching off into every nerve in his body.
She quickly apologized and walked off but he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what hit him. His mind had gone blank and he began to feel a little lightheaded. It passed within a few seconds but that single touch had gotten him painfully hard. It was so bad that he had to rush to the bathroom to relieve himself.
Whatever she did...or accidentally did to him, he wanted more. He craved her touch and couldn't control his lust. Lust. He hated that word, because his attraction was so much more than that. It couldn't be love, could it? No, it was way too soon to use that word and they hadn't even officially met. Alex was confused.
Maybe she really would think he was a creep for following her, but he was too curious to resist. He'd seen her disappearing into the backwoods of the university many times. She was always alone and he wondered what she was doing back there. Maybe it was a secret sorority meeting of some kind. He didn't know.
She never took her friend with her and the woods didn't look all that friendly. The area was thick with trees and shrubbery, which grew wildly about the school. Just the look of it seemed to repel the students from entering...but Narya didn't seem afraid. She would stride in without hesitation, disappearing into the mossy green darkness. His curiosity got the better of him one day and he made a decision to follow her, just to see what she was up to.
Maybe it was some kind of secret sorority orgy. Now that would be exciting to witness. As ridiculous as it sounded he was eager to know her secret. This thought alone kept him moving forward...but it probably wasn't his only motivation.
omething else beckoned him. It was very peculiar. He almost always noticed her in a crowd or when she would head into the forest. Out of the thousands of students on campus, she stood out to him, even when she wasn't wearing her favorite bright red.
It was as if he was under some sort of spell which was slowly driving him out of his mind. He was trailing her like an excited wild animal, looking for its next meal. Not a very good analogy but it was true. He hungered for her. Usually logic would prevail in a situation like this because he was not the type to act on impulse; but he moved ever onward, disregarding all rational thought.
It was fall and the dried leaves and dead twigs crunched under his feet. He didn't want to alert her to his presence and tried his best to keep up. She'd been walking a little faster than when she first entered the place and he could barely see her now. Only the bright red of her shirt gave a hint of where she was.
It was becoming very difficult to navigate through the woodland, because the trees he now came upon had grown thicker and were clumped together. The pungent smell of green moss and damp earth caused his eyes to water and his nose to burn. He was highly sensitive and the effects of his surroundings were slowing him down. He sincerely hoped that he wouldn't get lost.
"Maybe I should turn back." he thought to himself.
Alex wanted to go back. He'd seen enough horror movies to know what happened to people who went deep into unfamiliar woods. They almost never came back. His brain began to tingle and the thought instantly disappeared from his mind. He would be fine. He had to keep going. He needed to keep moving.
He couldn't see her now, since he'd stopped to contemplate his actions, but something...it was strange. He felt like he was going the right way. He wasn't walking in a singular direction. Instead he moved quickly through the trees as if he'd been there before and actually knew where he was going.
His feet led him to a narrow dirt path and he began to follow it. He couldn't hear or see her anymore but he felt her presence. She was still here, somewhere. All of a sudden he stopped at a large rock formation, stretching out for more than thirty feet across the forest floor.
The sound of rushing water could be heard, coming from behind it and he figured that it was probably a waterfall. In the center of the rock was a dark oval-shaped hole, big enough for someone to walk through. It reminded him of the ancient tombs of Egypt. He could hear echoes of laughter coming from inside and dread filled his mind. He was a bit claustrophobic.
