Quickie: Getting caught. - Sex Stories

Quickie: Getting caught.

I was out hiking by myself along a nature trail in a state forest. I was about an hour from my car. I hadn’t met anyone, but my thoughts turned sexy. My hand kept moving towards my cock, which was starting to stiffen in my shorts. I realised I needed to clear my head if I was going to enjoy my walk. I kept telling myself that I couldn’t jerk off in public; that was what weird people did. But I couldn’t take it any longer. I turned off the trail and crept through the trees until I thought I was out of sight. My heart was pounding, I didn’t want to get caught. I put my backpack down and leaned against a tree. I thrust my hand into my shorts. My cock was hot and semi-hard. It didn’t take long to get hard, I was so aroused. I listened for voices or footsteps, but I couldn’t hear anything other than the occasional bird chirping. I stroked my cock in my shorts, it felt amazing. I was constrained somewhat by my shorts, but I didn’t want to expose myself. I could feel the dampness of my pre-cum against my hand and I was about to cum. I looked around again, there was no one there. So I slid my shorts and underwear down to my knees, and my rock hard cock bounced free in the open air. It felt exhilarating. I grabbed my cock and groaned with pleasure. I started stroking and realised my climax wasn’t far away. Then I looked up, a woman in her thirties, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts and hiking boots, was looking straight at me. I didn’t realise that I had walked close to another path, ...

... and she was standing on this path, five meters from me, gaping at me open mouthed. “Oh God I’m sorry,” I said and quickly pulled up my shorts. She shook her head and walked on. I was stunned, the bl**d rushed from my head. I prayed that she wouldn’t tell anyone. Maybe she was off to tell her huge hulking husband to go and beat up the pervert in the forest. I was about to scamper back to the path I had come from and run back to the car when the woman appeared again. I expected she’d have her massive gym junkie husband in tow. But it was just her. I didn’t know what to say. I barely had the presence of mind to breath. She looked around awkwardly and said. “Look, this is not me, this is not what I usually do, but, you know, what you were doing really turned me on.” I had gone from a perfect hell to a perfect heaven in one sentence. “Really?” I stumbled out. “Yeh,” she said. She wasn’t a pretty woman, but she had a sexy look about her. She kept herself fit and had long brunette hair down to her shoulders. She breathed deeply and said, “Look, as I said, this is way out of character, but this may never happen again so, you know, can I watch you?” “Sure,” I managed to say. Now I was a different kind of nervous. She walked over to me. I moved around to the other side of the tree to, hopefully, be out of sight of the path she had come from, and I hoped it didn’t put me in sight of the path that I had come from. She stood in front of me. “Pull it out,” she said. “Please. I want to see ...