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Opening My Eyes

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I live around a lot of woods: State Forests, Town Forests, and private forests. I like to take walks in the woods and prefer to do so by myself. The past few days have been very pleasant and warm so I took a walk in the woods. I needed to get out of the house and clear my head a bit, plus I just like nature. I changed into my “walking duds” which consist of a pair of very short cut-off dungaree shorts, a tank top and an over-shirt along with my hiking boots and heavy sox. It was warm, so I tied up my waist-length hair and brought along a large bottle of spring water. I drove to a private forest and parked way off the road, deep in the woods on an old logging trail. I locked the truck and headed out for a nice walk. I walked about 45 minutes when I decided to stop and rest a bit. I sat on a sun-warmed stone and just soaked up the sun, reveling in how it felt on my body and drank some of the spring water. After about 15 minutes, I started back on the trail, to go further into the woods. As I walked, it got warmer and I drank more water. A little further into the woods, I noted that I had to relieve myself, so seeing as I was about 3 miles into the woods and very far from anyone else, I just stood on the path, proceeded to drop my cut-offs and squatted to pee. Just as I was about to let go, I heard a male voice say “How nice THAT is!” Well, I jumped out of my skin, shot upright like I was fired out of a gun and spun around to see a man of about 30-35 years old standing off on the side of the trail I had just come down. To say I was surprised would be a gross understatement! I stammered an apology and said something about being alone in the woods so I never thought anyone would be around to see me pee. I turned to leave and was stopped by these words: “I’ll never tell…” I stayed facing away from him for a few seconds, mulling over what to do and decided to find out just what he meant by that. I turned to face him and to look him over. He was about 6’1” tall with golden brown hair and very dark brown eyes. He had full lips, a nice, square jaw, high cheekbones and it was VERY apparent that he took good care of himself! Being as it was getting hot, he had taken off his shirt and I could see a nice patch of thick, curly hair on his upper chest covering his nipples and on down to his stomach. It thinned out and became a “treasure trail” into his shorts and I could see his legs were hairy, too. He wasn’t a bear but he was not bald, either…just right. I wanted to run my fingers through the hair on his chest but kept my hands, and thoughts, to myself. His torso was well developed in a nice “V” shape which whittled down to a very tight six pack abdomen. His legs were well muscled, too, and nicely shaped. The only thing I couldn’t see was his ass. I said nothing and he took a few steps towards me, his hands by his sides. “Look, I didn’t mean to startle you. It is just not every day that I find someone in my woods. And certainly not every day that I find them with their pants down!” He started laughing at that and I blushed big time! “I’m sorry you found me like that but nature was calling and I had to respond.” I said. He said he was sorry for interrupting me in a very private moment and that I had his permission to use his forest any way I liked, short of building in it or burning it down, but that he did find my ass rather nice to look at. I still hadn’t peed and was beginning to get uncomfortable. He made no move to go, so I said my goodbyes and turned to hike off. I didn’t get more than 10 feet before he asked if I minded if he joined me on my hike. What could I say? I WAS about to use HIS forest as my bathroom and he caught me, so I merely said, “sure”. We walked on for about 20 minutes, all the while, he talked about his woods and how he had inherited this farm of 200 acres from his Grandpa and how he lived alone on it. I interrupted him in mid-sentence with “I’m really sorry, but I can’t hold it any longer and I would really like to relieve myself before my bladder bursts!” He laughed and blushed and said “How stupid of me! I forgot you still had to go!” We stopped walking now and I just stood, looking at him, waiting for him to leave. He didn’t. He must have read my thoughts because he said that he’d turn his back and walk away a bit to give me privacy, but that he wanted to keep hiking with me afterwards. My bladder was screaming for relief now and was beginning to hurt. As soon as he turned and walked away, I again pulled down my shorts. I never wear panties so there was less to get out of the way as I squatted. I concentrated on peeing, looking between my legs, waiting for the stream to start when he suddenly said “Wait!!” Well, I squeezed hard at that and my bladder went into a spasm! I looked up to see him looking at me and I became mad! I stood up, my pants still around my ankles, my pussy and ass bare for all the world to see. “I thought you were going to give me some privacy?!” I almost shouted. I was in pain now. “I would appreciate it if you were a gentleman and TURNED AROUND!!!” He walked over to me and quietly and very sincerely said “I would love it if you would let me watch you pee.” I couldn’t believe my ears! I was going to think it over when my bladder spasmed again, reminding me that I MUST empty it. I squatted in front of him and watched him watching me. It was hard to concentrate on peeing, especially since I was now at eye level with his tightly packed crotch. I squeezed for several long moments with no results and was beginning to get very uncomfortable. “You know….it’s not very fair that I am half naked and you are not.” I said. With that, he unbuckled his belt and dropped his dungaree shorts, revealing that he, too, did not wear underwear! As his shorts dropped, I noticed the treasure trail stopped just short of his pubic mound…he was totally shaven, cock and balls. “Ah! I see you like shaved, too.” I commented to him between squeezes to my bladder. “Yes, it’s the only way I like it.” he said. As he stood, intently watching me, his cock widened and then lengthened, widened and lengthened until it started to stand out from his body. It was long, about 8 inches, fat and wide with a very pronounced helmet-shaped head and two very nice, round, firm, tight, swollen balls that hung just a bit. I watched as he squatted in front of me, his cock now standing straight out from his body and thumping to his heartbeat. His legs were spread wide and his balls hung down. I could see them moving in their sack, trying to pull up. Every few seconds, he would twitch his cock and make his balls move up towards his body and then loosen up and let them hang back down. I was forgetting what I was doing and just enjoying the “show”. He reached out a big hand and touched the inside of my left thigh, running his hand up the inside of it to my shaven pussy. He touched my clit as it stuck out of my lips and it started to swell and become erect…making my pussy tighten. As he looked into my golden brown eyes, he took his right middle finger and slid it up my pussy. It was unexpected and very pleasurable and made me groan. “Am I hurting you?” he asked. “Hell, no!” I replied. “Feels very good!” He began to slowly slide his thick finger in and out of my pussy, making sure to rub against the back of my urethra. My pussy swelled and dripped juice all over his finger and into his palm. I was afraid that if he made me cum, I would pee! I was in agony now. “I’m hurting! I HAVE to pee!” I hissed at him through clenched teeth, “I can’t wait!” “Go ahead…pee.” He said as he continued to fingerfuck my swollen, slick vagina. In and out his finger went. I grabbed his cock and started to jerk him off at the same rhythm he was using on me. He groaned as I jacked his thick prick and I felt it twitch in my hand and felt precum dribble out his peeslit. His finger increased its’ pressure on my urethra and I could feel an orgasm building deep in me. I sped up my stroking of his swollen hog, my hand becoming a blur on his shaft as I used his precum as a lubricant. He swelled even thicker in my hand and I could see his balls swell and draw up to his body. His prick was a thick, veiny, throbbing steel rod in my hand, leaking out lube at a fantastic rate…if I didn’t know better, I would have said he was cumming. With every throb of his hardon, a shot of precum would spurt out of his open peeslit. Then, I felt it! Without much warning, I started cumming all over his finger! As my pussy convulsed on his finger, my bladder shot out spurts of pee. He was milking my urethra, making me pee into his palm! That, coupled with my pumping his dick, sent him over the edge and his fuckpole thickened and grew more rigid than before and he began spraying my pussy and mound with his hot, thick, white, copious cum! Four or five shots of thick balljuice shot out of his hard hog and all over me as I continued pissing in his palm! We stayed like that: squatting in front of each other, my hand around his prick, his thick finger deep inside my pussy, his balls a tight knot at the base of his cock, for what seemed a long time. He was still milking my urethra and I continued to pee into his palm in little bursts. Without a sound, he looked down at my pussy to see his seed all over it. He took his cock out of my hand and aimed it at my pussy. With a push or two, he started pissing all over my pussy, washing his cum off me with his hot, golden stream. He was still fingering me as he finished pissing and he stroked his cock erect again. He withdrew his finger from my tight pussy and stood up, taking me with him as he did. He turned me around and bent me forward, spreading my legs wide with his as he ran his thick hog up and down my slick slit, trying to find my hole. He found it and with one thrust, was balls deep in my tight pussy. He fucked me like a madman, his nuts bouncing off my hard, swollen clit, his hands alternating between my full tits and hard nipples and my hips. He wanted to breed me. He fucked me like an animal and bellowed as he humped me madly; I just hung on for the ride. I could feel his nuts, like rocks, banging against my pussy and hear the slapping of the front of his thighs against the back of mine as he fucked me unmercifully as he tried to bust another nut deep in me. His thrusting became erratic and my pussy swelled shut on his thick prick as he sucked in a breath and let it out in a scream as he coated my fuck hole with his mancream. His thick cock throbbed deep in me, triggering my orgasm and I screamed along with him. After a few moments, we disengaged and staggered down to a small stream where we sat in the warm water and let it wash us clean. Needless to say, I spent the nite…didn’t get much sleep and haven’t since moving in with him. We like the forest!

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