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19/06/2010
I do a lot of cycling through the forests where I live in Poland, I love the fact that I can go for miles deep into trees down unmarked paths and hardly see a soul. It's impossible to get lost as you can always come across paths that are numbered for the fire services to navigate in an emergency.
Last summer I treated myself to a trip on my birthday as the weather was perfect for cycling. It took me about 15mins to reach the edge of the trees, then I just took turns down some marked and some unmarked paths. I stopped every half hour or so to rest when the going got tough - sometimes the grass is thicker down the rarely used paths, other times you get tired from negotiating the sandy paths, but it's great for keeping your legs and bum in shape!
After a few hours I decided to take a proper break and sit and eat something down a grassy track, besides which I was desperate for a pee. I don't know what happened, it must've been the combination of the warm air and a gentle breeze, but while I was peeing I was away of what a delicious feeling the fresh air was making between my legs and I wanted to strip off and let the wind cool my hot body.
I took a look around and listened for any sounds, but for sure I was alone, so I slipped off my panties, pulled my top over my head and unhooked my bra. It was such a turn on - just me, sitting naked in the middle of the forest, a gentle wind between my open legs and nature all around.
I always take plenty of water for driking, so I decided to use some to help cool off, it was a few meters away in the basket of my bike, but I figured I was still safe so I stood up to walk over, and as I started to move closer I saw a man cycling towards me down the grassy path. It was too late to turn back to get my clothes, the guy had already seen me and stopped his bike. He looked a little embarrassed at first, and I tried to hide my shyness by picking up the bottle from the basket and waving at him I casually turned to go back to my place in the trees.
Then I don't know what came over me. I was taking a drink from the bottle, knowing full well he was watching me still, so I stole a look over my shoulder, turned to face him and started to gently pour the water down my neck, over my tits and rubbed it across my belly. He had moved closer with his bike, but still was too amazed to speak, so I offered him the bottle and indicated I wanted him to pour it over my back.
He leaned his bike up against a tree and came to take the bottle. I leaned up against another tree with my back to him and my legs slightly spread, pointing to him to start pouring. I could feel the water running gently over my shoulders, down my spine and between my buttocks, then I felt his hand gently rubbing the water across my back and over my bottom and thighs.
By this time I was really hot, I turned round to face him and indicated that I wanted him to pour more over my breasts, which he did while I massaged the water into my boobs, over my tummy and between my legs. I lent with my back against the tree and my arms stretched over my head, and he understood I wanted him to rub the water into me. His hands were rough on my wet nipples and I was so turned on I thought I might melt.
I decided to thank him for his help and showed him I wanted him to sit on the grass in front of me, and with my back still against the tree I squatted down and opened my legs wide for him to see. Using one arm to hold myself up, I started gently touching myself with the other hand between my legs. First of all I was watching myself, but then I looked up and made eye-contact so he could see me getting really horny, and playing with my sopping wet pussy.
By this time, my legs were shaking and getting weaker as I was getting closer to my orgasm, so he moved closer and put his hands under my knees for support, spreading my legs as wide as they could go. I thought I would pass out as I got more and more turned on, and as I started to come he pushed my legs open even harder, so it hurt but at the same time giving me the biggest orgasm I've ever had!
As I sat there panting, regaining my senses I expected him to want me to suck his cock or at least give him a hand job, but he stood up, finished off what was left of the water in the bottle and walked back over to his bike. And he simply rode off into the forest, whistling a tune as he disappeared into the trees.
I still get horny when I go into the forest, and although I often sneak off into the trees, strip off and bring myself off, I've never seen another person since, unless he's there hidden in the trees watching me!
Last summer I treated myself to a trip on my birthday as the weather was perfect for cycling. It took me about 15mins to reach the edge of the trees, then I just took turns down some marked and some unmarked paths. I stopped every half hour or so to rest when the going got tough - sometimes the grass is thicker down the rarely used paths, other times you get tired from negotiating the sandy paths, but it's great for keeping your legs and bum in shape!
After a few hours I decided to take a proper break and sit and eat something down a grassy track, besides which I was desperate for a pee. I don't know what happened, it must've been the combination of the warm air and a gentle breeze, but while I was peeing I was away of what a delicious feeling the fresh air was making between my legs and I wanted to strip off and let the wind cool my hot body.
I took a look around and listened for any sounds, but for sure I was alone, so I slipped off my panties, pulled my top over my head and unhooked my bra. It was such a turn on - just me, sitting naked in the middle of the forest, a gentle wind between my open legs and nature all around.
I always take plenty of water for driking, so I decided to use some to help cool off, it was a few meters away in the basket of my bike, but I figured I was still safe so I stood up to walk over, and as I started to move closer I saw a man cycling towards me down the grassy path. It was too late to turn back to get my clothes, the guy had already seen me and stopped his bike. He looked a little embarrassed at first, and I tried to hide my shyness by picking up the bottle from the basket and waving at him I casually turned to go back to my place in the trees.
Then I don't know what came over me. I was taking a drink from the bottle, knowing full well he was watching me still, so I stole a look over my shoulder, turned to face him and started to gently pour the water down my neck, over my tits and rubbed it across my belly. He had moved closer with his bike, but still was too amazed to speak, so I offered him the bottle and indicated I wanted him to pour it over my back.
He leaned his bike up against a tree and came to take the bottle. I leaned up against another tree with my back to him and my legs slightly spread, pointing to him to start pouring. I could feel the water running gently over my shoulders, down my spine and between my buttocks, then I felt his hand gently rubbing the water across my back and over my bottom and thighs.
By this time I was really hot, I turned round to face him and indicated that I wanted him to pour more over my breasts, which he did while I massaged the water into my boobs, over my tummy and between my legs. I lent with my back against the tree and my arms stretched over my head, and he understood I wanted him to rub the water into me. His hands were rough on my wet nipples and I was so turned on I thought I might melt.
I decided to thank him for his help and showed him I wanted him to sit on the grass in front of me, and with my back still against the tree I squatted down and opened my legs wide for him to see. Using one arm to hold myself up, I started gently touching myself with the other hand between my legs. First of all I was watching myself, but then I looked up and made eye-contact so he could see me getting really horny, and playing with my sopping wet pussy.
By this time, my legs were shaking and getting weaker as I was getting closer to my orgasm, so he moved closer and put his hands under my knees for support, spreading my legs as wide as they could go. I thought I would pass out as I got more and more turned on, and as I started to come he pushed my legs open even harder, so it hurt but at the same time giving me the biggest orgasm I've ever had!
As I sat there panting, regaining my senses I expected him to want me to suck his cock or at least give him a hand job, but he stood up, finished off what was left of the water in the bottle and walked back over to his bike. And he simply rode off into the forest, whistling a tune as he disappeared into the trees.
I still get horny when I go into the forest, and although I often sneak off into the trees, strip off and bring myself off, I've never seen another person since, unless he's there hidden in the trees watching me!
Poster:
Anna