Sex in the Woods on the Moss and Leaves with my Lover ♕

Hiking adventures are best when they are sex in the woods

I love to be in the woods. Away from the world, the busyness, the sounds, the smells. In the woods, I can think and feel in equal measure. It was not unusual for me to have sex in the woods. I had grown up in a rural community, so I was well-versed in fending for myself out here. Just the way I liked it.

I was on a morning hike in a national forest. The sun streamed through the trees to sparkle on the stream’s waters, dew glistening on the trees. Then my long hair was loose and flowing in the wind and kept getting caught on twigs and branches as I walked past.

I was memorized by the land and I wasn’t as observant as I normally was. Perhaps that’s why, when the man stepped out of the tree line ahead of me, I didn’t notice right away. When I did my heart leapt in my throat even as I instantly recognized his core of engineer uniform.

“Exquisite.” he growled. I was stunned. Scared. Safe? I felt an overwhelming sense of calm. Not just calm, but a longing. I felt as protected as at home. How strange. That’s exactly what he was. A stranger, and yet, I wanted to kiss him.

Stepping into his arms I did just that. As if driven by some other force of nature, my mouth crashed into his. His lips roamed over mine, his tongue brushing past my teeth, reaching down to the back of my throat. I suckled and played with his lips like they had been made for me. It felt like they were.

Sex in the woods with this modern woodsman was all I was thinking about.

Then in an instant, I was lying on the mossy floor, the strange, dominating man hovering above me, one hand cradling my head, the other expertly removing my pants. I panted with need. The thought didn’t occur to me that none of this was safe or right, only that I belonged to this one, that the Universe had dictated that I was to be his.

He growled when I arched upwards. “Off,” he commanded, then nodding towards my pants. I radiantly shrugged them down, revealing my silky-smooth flesh, heaving in desire. He dipped his head low, taking my pert nipple into his mouth.

“Oh yes…” I hissed out, then twined my fingers at the nape of his neck, holding him close, not allowing him to release me. Electricity spiked down my body, then pooled in my most sacred space.

Pine needles bit into the skin of my back, but I cared not one iota as my stranger mate suckled from my breasts hungrily. I raised one leg to wrap around his hip, and he inched over to center himself.

He had already freed his mighty cock, and was poised to enter me. Then I was shaking with need, begging with each breath. “Please… oh please…” I whimpered, needing to have sex in the woods. The stranger obliged, thrusting his hips forward, penetrating me deeply as sensations ripped through my abdomen. I saw stars in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As my body adjusted to the sensation of the man within me all I could say was. “My dirty secret lover take me.”