Accidental Voyeur

There is a wildlife refuge about a two miles from the village where I grew up.
When I go back home to see my family, I visit the refuge often to walk some favorite trails, birdwatch,
and simply enjoy being outdoors. On one of those visits, I stumbled upon a couple enjoying the
outdoors in a way I've never seen before or since.

I was walking one of the longer loop trails that runs through an older hardwood forest with very tall trees
and practically no undergrowth. As usual, I was being as quiet as I could, to increase my chances of
seeing a deer or other animals. When I came around a curve in the trail, I spotted a man and woman
standing just under a hundred yards away. Instinctively, I stopped and backed up a few steps to put a
large tree between me and them.

I peered cautiously around the tree and realized they hadn't seen or heard me. They were standing
close together and kissing passionately. But they weren't exactly face to face. The man was
turned slightly toward me and his erect cock was protruding from the front of his pants. The woman
had one hand on the back of his neck, but her other hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking
it up and down as they kissed.

As I watched, their kisses grew more intense, and the woman's hand moved up and down on the
man's cock faster and faster. Soon after, I saw several ropes of cum spurt from his cock and
land on the dead leaves at their feet. They remained standing and hugging, and the woman
continued stroking and squeezing the man's cock, slower and slower, until his erection subsided
and he'd been completely drained. While the man recovered from his orgasm. I took the opportunity
to backtrack noiselessly down the trail, keeping trees between them and me whenever possible.

After a minute or so I started walking back towards them, making a lot more noise than I usually do.
By this time, the man had zipped up and they were walking toward me, clearly unaware of what I
had witnessed. They smiled, said "Hello", and continued on their way back to the parking lot. I, however,
headed as fast as I could to the place where they'd been standing.

Although most of the cum had soaked into the dirt and litter on the forest floor, a few tiny
puddles and drops were still beaded up on a large dry leaf. I picked up the leaf and tasted the
cum with the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't detect any difference between it and my
own. I kept the leaf as a souvenir of my voyeur experience, but it eventually disintegrated.
The memory of that experience, however, is still vivid.