Here in the south Spring can come early or the appearance of it any way. It was the last week in March and the sun was high, the temperature was near eighty and I just had to get out of the house. So I packed a few things in my old car and headed off up the road that leads through Valley Town. Just north of Valley town there are some beautiful low hills with many trails for those of us that enjoy the great outdoors. I for one enjoy jogging and just being out on a warm day like today.
As I stopped for gas at a small country station I noticed a lovely family joking and having fun together at another pump. There was the father a tall handsome man with broad shoulders, his wife a very pretty slim lady with a stunning figure. There was a son and daughter also. I was guessing at all this of course since I had never seen these people before. However I did notice the boy and girl were rather friendly so maybe they were boyfriend and girlfriend with one member being a party of the family.
Watching them reminded me of how much I had lost in the last two years. My husband Daryl and daughter Christine had been killed in an automobile accident. I had come to grips with my feeling of lost and wanted to move on with my life. I had tried dating once or twice and it was just not working. I think it was not so much me and the men that had asked me out. Both were looking for sex and nothing else while I wanted to feel some thing before jumping in to bed again. Before I met my husband I had had a few lovers and more than a few were one night-ers as they say. However I had been a good and true wife and had not screwed around during the eighteen years I was married. I was married at eighteen so that makes me a healthy slim blonde of thirty six. Bra size is 36-D; height is five foot nine weight is one thirty two. I work out at the gym not far from my home and jog when I can. Today I wanted to jog through the woods and get all sweated up till I was dripping and smelly.
I found a place to park off the road and slipped on my jogging shorts and an armless sweat shirt. Hair was up in a pony tail, my small handy canister of mace on my belt and I took off. The trail at first started up and it did not take long before my legs reminded me I was not jogging enough. As I reached the crest there I saw a narrow trail leading off to the north that looked more level than up so I took it. It was easier running for the next mile and I was getting that rhythm that comes after a few miles. The steps seem to just fall one after the other with out me even thinking too much about it. Then the trail started down a little and this made it even easier and my pace picked up. All of a sudden the trail was almost straight down and I was finding it hard to stop or slow down. It was hard to control my speed and motion.
I stated to get scared and my legs started to feel the strain of holding my weight back. Then the trial again leveled out as it ran along side a stream. I was so happy to get my pace back to normal. I slowed, deciding to stop and cool my self off. My breathing slowed as I rested on a grassy spot close to the stream. I removed my shoes and let my feet dangle in the cool water. I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I knew I head voices. Or I should say I heard sounds, sounds I was very familiar with. The only time in my life I had ever heard a female (myself) yelling "Oh god" was during wild sex. That is what I was hearing now. But there were other voices mixed in with the moans and groans of some couple having sex. I did not want to intrude on this group as it seemed to be more than one couple. So I tried to slip off unseen. However as I started to move I saw there was no way for me to get by the group from my hiding place. So I simply laid flat on the ground behind a low bush. I really did not want to watch but something made it seem as if I were a true voyeur looking at another couple having sex.
Sure enough it was a man doing a lady doggie style, both were naked on a large blanket. There next to the couple were two more naked people but they were younger. That is when I almost lost it. God all mighty it was the family I saw at the gas station. But they were all naked and the kids were watching Dad screw Mom on the blanket. I could tell the lady was enjoying what she was getting from her moans. I also could see the man was well hung with his large balls swinging under his thick cock as he pounded into her. I also noticed the young girl holding on to a monster of a cock that belonged to the young boy. I heard the girl say "Oh, Daddy fuck her hard, fuck her real hard." Then the boy said. "Give it to her Burt, Mom loves it hard." From what I was seeing and hearing the man and young girl were father and daughter while the woman and boy were mother and son. I had once known a family that was into incest and I thought it strangely exciting at the time. So as I watched I also become highly aroused. So much so I started to rub my clitoris. I had not masturbated for some time but it sure felt good just than.