I had the dog out for a long walk through the woods behind our local college. It was a great day for it, warm but with a cool breeze. The berries were hanging on the vines almost ripe and there were wildflowers everywhere among the trees. It was the weekend and we passed a few students hanging out in the woods and enjoying the view.
Our path took a turn and we came upon a girl with her back to us staring up into the trees.
I said, “Excuse me,” and moved to walk past her but she got startled, evidently not having heard us. My beagle, Biz, investigated her sneakers, which did the trick of putting her at ease.
“Oh, what a cute puppy you have!” Biz got her face scruffed up and her tail went wagging a mile a minute. “Say, do you know the way out of here? I got lost on these paths.”
“Sure, it's not far, follow us out.” We walked together a few minutes to the path back to the college.
“That's it? I was so close; that's embarrassing.”
I laughed, “It's all right. The paths are a little tricky. Hey, we're going to walk some more. Do you want to come with?” So we walked a mile or two more and I showed her some of the wild flowering plants and nut trees, and we watched a chipmunk, unaware of us, harvesting hazelnuts. She was very pretty with wavy blonde hair, lots of freckles and great looking legs in tight yoga pants.
She flicked her hair back, saying, “Hey, I found something cool when I was wandering around. Let me show you!” We walked down a steep path at the top of a big ravine and then she took my hand and led us off the path around a bush and up to a hard-to-see landing halfway down the ravine. It was a cool, mossy pocket behind a couple of fir trunks. You could see the trail on the other side but it was secluded from the outside. She sat on the warm, mossy surface, running her fingers through the thick moss.
"Isn't this great?" She looked up at me with a big smile.
"Fantastic!" I sat down too while the dog nosed around. I was amazed I had never seen this spot. We’d had a lot of rain the past winter and green moss had covered everything; now that it was the dry summer the moss made a thick, soft, springy surface on anything remotely level, like this little nook. I flopped back and relaxed. I felt her hand reach out and clasp mine while we lay there, quietly enjoying the sound of the breeze through the leaves...
“I don't know about you, but when I walk outdoors I always get horny, you know?” I heard her say.
“Guess I feel that way too, sometimes,” I replied. Wait, did she say 'horny'? I cracked my lids and glanced over; sure enough she had her hand in those yoga pants and was diddling herself. Her eyes were closed now and she was breathing hard... and suddenly I wasn't so relaxed any more!
She opened one eye and saw me watching her. She grinned and shrugged guiltily, “Sorry, I just feel this way... watch!” She slipped her yoga pants and panties down to her ankles and turned a little so I could watch her fingers at work between her wet folds, not hidden at all by her neatly trimmed bush. Her clever fingertips were having an effect; her nipples now stood out beneath her tight summer top and her cheeks were flushed prettily.
She spread her knees wider and was humping her hand while her slim body curled and tensed. Her deep breathing stopped as she shivered, then let it all out with a long "Aaaaahhhhh...." and collapsed back to the mossy carpet.
"Whew! Now I can really relax!" she smiled. Great for her, but now I was on edge, turned on and it showed. My shorts were tented by my erection.
"Wow! I guess you were paying attention," she giggled, and crawled over on hands and knees to me.
A little embarrassed, I smiled and shrugged, "Guess I get that feeling too." She reached her small hand up the leg of my shorts inside my boxers and disentangled my joint. The sensation of her handling me, stroking it now in the cool air, stiffened me up in a heartbeat.
"Are you up for this? We don't even know each other’s names," she whispered. Her eyes were open so wide, up close.
I nodded. "Ok... my name is-"
"Shhh," she shushed me with her fingers on my lips. "Better this way, ok?" I nodded and slid her shirt up to nuzzle her adorable titties. Her nipples went rigid under my tongue and flared pink. We were hidden from anyone walking the paths so we could just relax and enjoy. With a hungry smile she licked me up and down, taking the glans between her lips and sucking at the clear fluid leaking out. I had a gorgeous, firm bottom right in front of my face and a slick, pink pussy peeking out, so I tasted and her warm, girlish flavor along with the pine scent of the forest was a feast for my senses.
I gave her cheeks a squeeze and ran my tongue up and down her slippery slit, concentrating on her clit popping out when she pushed her butt down on my face. With my nose between her cheeks and lips sucking on her wetness I gave her puffy lips some little bites and tugs until she responded with quiet oohs and ahhs. I flicked rapidly on her clitoris and felt her cool thighs squeezing my face when she shuddered and climaxed hard, giving my lips a little flood of her juices as a gift.
She must have felt my cock throbbing in her hand and my hips moving on their own, so she lapped with her warm tongue, then sucked me in and urged me on to a powerful orgasm, swallowing my sticky stuff down as it pumped into her mouth.
A long kiss from her sexy wet lips and then we lay back on the moss, holding hands. A while later she jumped up and pulled on her yoga pants.
"Hey I'm going to go, I know the way out, right?" She flicked back her hair. "Maybe I'll see you around, ok? Sorry about all this; hot older guys like you are like, my kryptonite!"
"Wait!" I said, "Is that bad or good?" But she was gone; the bushes swayed and then were still.
I gathered up the dog, put myself back together and strode back to the path, almost bumping into a couple of students. The guy gave me a weird look, and said, "Hey Grandpa! Next time hang a shirt on the bush, right? We almost walked in on you two!"
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