Baby in the Woods Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Baby in the Woods Pt. 01

My subs fantasy brought o life.

We pull up in the car park under a big oak tree. It's a hot summer afternoon with just a little breeze. The woods look cool and inviting.

We leave the car and head towards the path. You hold my hand tightly, slightly wary, in anticipation of what's to come. We stroll down the pathway hand in hand. You're wearing nice sensible flat shoes and the short summer dress that we bought earlier in the year. The breeze catches the hem of your dress, and you inhale quickly, a little gasp as the cool air touches your bare legs. I know you've got your butt plug in and it's making you squirm as it rides around in your ass.

We stroll down the path and notice that there are only a few other people around. Maybe it's a bit too hot for them. Maybe no-one else fancied a walk.

We reach a darker part of the woods. It's a bit colder here and I can see, even through the ruffled top of your dress, that your nipples are getting hard. Is it the cool air or is it because you think you know what's coming up?

We step off the main track and head towards a deeper, darker part of the woods. There's a small clearing up ahead and we make our way towards it. There's a large tree trunk laying on it's side in the middle of the clearing and we step towards it. The trunk is smooth -- it looks like lots of people have sat on it in the past. It's an ideal place for us to sit down. I open up the picnic blanket that I've brought from the car and spread it over the ...

... trunk.

As we sit there, I drape my arm across your shoulders and my hand lightly rests on the top of your dress. My fingers are oh so close to your nipple which is now very visible through the fine material of your dress. I pause for a few seconds and then slip my fingers under the top of the dress. They quickly find your nipple and you gasp with delight as my fingers brush across the top. I know you want more so I grip your nipple and squeeze it gently in my fingertips. You moan as the first flush of an orgasm starts to build so I continue to play and your breathing gets faster and faster. You cum and your body quivers as the feelings race through you. And then I stop. We sit there in silence, your breath coming in gasps while you calm down. My hand is still inside your top but I'm not moving.

Then, nearby, there's the snap of a twig.

We hear rustling at the back of a nearby bush. A man's head appears, and he walks towards us, intending to pass by quite close. As he gets closer, I pull down the top of your dress and pop out one of your breasts. His eyes light up, he raises his eyebrows and his steps falter. He stops in front of you, looking longingly at your breast. To encourage him I hold it up higher for him to see better and he looks questioningly at me. 'Go on' I say, 'touch her'.

He reaches out and gently cups your breast. His fingers rise to touch your nipple and your breath quickens again. I use my other hand to lower the other side of your dress and expose the ...