Lost in the Woods

Hello everyone! I finally finished my big FreeUse story, so I decided to celebrate with a quick little one-shot. The big story is still going through some proofreading, but I should be posting a schedule for it in the next couple of months. In the meantime, please enjoy this naughty little nature adventure.

Lost in the Woods

Henry had really done it this time. What should have been a short little hike had somehow turned into an afternoon long adventure. An adventure that didn't seem to be coming to a close any time soon. As he watched the sun continue its descent, he wondered if he was even going to make it out before supper.

It was meant to be a quick little excursion. More of a jaunt really. Just a way to get his muscles going and shake off some of the work week fatigue. He'd woken up, taken a look outside, and had set his sights on the mountain range that bordered the valley. After living here for the past few years, he still hadn't found the time to check them out. But after the week he had had, Henry figured a few hours away from his computer and people would probably do him some good.

He'd packed up some water and a few granola bars and had made his way over to the visitor center. The ranger on duty had handed him a map and helped him towards the leisure path, but a few hours later it didn't feel very leisurely. It was supposed to be a nice gentle loop, just a way to stretch your legs and take in some good ol' nature, an hour long walk at most.

Bracing himself against a tree and trying to catch his breath, he wondered for the millionth time how things could have gone so wrong. He couldn't even make out the path any more, there was nothing but trees and bushes for as far as he could see. Henry closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. He took a nice long breath.

Wait. Was that? It sure smelled like it.

Following his nose, he made his way toward the deliciously smokey scent. He'd eaten the last of his food a while back and his stomach had commenced complaining shortly after. Luckily, it didn't seem like it would be complaining for much longer.

He wasn't sure how or where the barbeque smell had come from, but he wasn't complaining. Maybe he'd wandered into one of the picnic areas or maybe he was about to stumble into someone's backyard. Either way, he hoped they would be willing to share some of that food. And, help him get back home. Obviously.

Funny how priorities can change like that.

Meandering his way past the endless trees, he did his best to follow the smell of the smoke. He was worried he could be walking in circles again, but a few moments later he spotted a clearing. Finally!

Pulling himself out of the brush, he stepped into the clearing and paused. His breath caught in his throat. He couldn't believe his eyes.

There was a small tent perched off to one side. It looked like something out of an old boy scout manual; a stretch of green fabric held up by thick sticks tied together with twine. In the middle of the clearing was a handmade fire pit. Rocks and stones of all sizes circled an impressive blaze that licked towards the sky. Laying in front of the fire, was the largest buck he'd ever seen. Its antlers were long and pointed, which must have been a majestic site when it had been alive. Which it certainly wasn't any more. No, its eyes were dull and its side had been cut into.

Henry took all of this in, but it wasn't what drew him forward. That honor went to the beautiful woman sitting by the fire.

Even sitting, he could tell that she was tall. Her arms and legs were lithe yet muscular, complimenting her body. Her very exposed body. Highlighted by the rays of the setting sun, her pale body was a sight to behold. She sat crossed legged with her back against a tree, every inch of her soft skin exposed for the entire world to see, except for a small pair of green panties that covered her crotch. Her russet curls fell around her shoulders, but they didn't reach far enough to cover her breasts. They weren't huge, but they made a big impact on her small frame.

Entirely engrossed with the rack of ribs laying in front of her, the stranger didn't even seem to notice him. She dug her fingers into the meat, tore off a section, and brought it to her mouth. Wrapping her mouth around the meat and taking a bite, she tore a chunk away from the bone and savored it. She closed her eyes and chewed softly, the rich grease coating her lips. Henry watched, captivated, as a drop fell from her lips and dripped onto her breast. The lone droplet shimmering in the light and made its way towards her nipple. If the lady was bothered by the mess, she didn't show it.

It was a beautiful sight. Lewd as it was. Henry wanted to go over and join her, to fill his stomach and maybe get some directions, but how was he supposed to do that while she was looking so... stark.

In the end, his legs betrayed him. He stepped forward into the clearing. and stepped right on a twig. It wasn't a loud noise, but compared to the soft crackle of the fire it may as well have been a gunshot.

In a flash the young woman dropped her meal and reached behind her.

Henry threw up his arms in surrender and closed his eyes, worried that the next sound he heard would be a real gunshot.

After a beat, he braved a peak. Instead of a gun in her hands, she held an old fashioned bow, polished wood pulled taught with yellowed sinew. She had a long arrow notched, her hands steady. Her gaze was piercing and every part of him wanted to run away, yet all he could do was stare into her emerald eyes.

She stared at him for a few more moments, then spoke. "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

Her voice was soft, yet stern. Too bad he couldn't respond with the same amount of confidence. Thought that probably had to do with the weapon pointed at him. "My name is Henry. I got lost on the mountain and left my phone in the car. I was hoping you could give me directions back to the entrance?"

His story didn't seem to put her at ease, she just kept staring at him like he was a puzzle for her to solve. She didn't even lower her bow.

After a moment, she looked like she was about to respond, but she was interrupted by the sound of his stomach rumbling. Her hands finally relaxed, and he could have sworn she smiled. Placing the bow back against the tree, and slipping the arrow back into its quiver, she turned and pulled another chunk of meat off the bone and extended it towards him. "Take this. Warm yourself by the fire and eat your fill. In the morning I can take you down the mountain."

Relief rushed over him. In a few steps he was able to take the meat from her and he greedily shoved it into his mouth. It was tender and had a sweet taste. Licking the juice off his lips, he caught an almost fruity undertone. It had to be the best meat he'd ever had.

When she patted the ground next to her he slung off his backpack and got comfortable by the fire. After a few more bites, he reached into his pack and brought out the last of his water bottles. He'd tried to be smart and save it, but since it looked like he was going to be out of here sooner than he thought, he figured he could risk it. Taking a few sips and washing the food down, he offered the bottle to the woman, which she accepted with a nod.

Henry watched as she threw her head back and drank. Her chest lifted up and down with every gulp and he once again caught himself staring at her naked form. He still couldn't believe his luck. Not only had he managed to find someone that could help him, but she was a knockout with the best food he'd ever had.

She handed the bottle back to him and his eyes caught hers. "Sorry if I scared you earlier. I honestly didn't mean to frighten you, I smelled your fire and just followed it here."

"That's perfectly alright. I've been camping long enough, I needed a good excuse to pack up."

Henry looked around at her setup, or lack thereof. "How long have you been up here?"

"Oh, just a few days." She sounded so carefree about it.

"And you've been out here in the woods this whole time, by yourself?"

"Yes." She gestured to the deer on the other side of the fire. "I got a good kill the first day, so I was in no hurry to leave."

She grabbed another chunk of meat, this time pulling a full rib away with it. Henry watched in awe as she slid the whole thing lengthwise into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around it, she pulled out the bone. Picked clean, she threw the bone over her shoulder.

Henry couldn't help but be impressed. This young woman had hiked up the mountain, taken down a full grown deer, and had been surviving all by herself for days.

"You know, I never caught your name."

She grinned at him. "That's because I never told you it."

Cheeky. "Well can you tell me?"

"Maybe."

Henry tried not to glare at her. She was so obtuse. But, it didn't feel like she was avoiding answering, she just wasn't very good with subtlety. Then again, he didn't expect the naked wild woman to care about subtly.

"What's your name? And, if you don't mind me asking. What happened to your clothes?"

A soft smile tugged at her lips. "My name is Mieli." She paused and wiped her greasy hands on her thighs. "As for my clothes, It's more comfortable. And I didn't think I'd be seeing anyone else up here."

"And now that I'm here?"

Mieli looked him up and down, then shrugged. "I'd still prefer to stay as I am. And, you don't seem to mind."

Henry looked down and blanched. He tried to cover his crotch and apologize, but Mieli didn't seem to care. She had leaned over and crawled her way towards the fire, her ass on full display in front of him. He was grateful for the last bit of sunlight that allowed him to experience this amazing view. Her cheeks looked soft and round, the green fabric of her underwear drawing his eyes.

Her hips swayed as she grabbed something out of the fire. When she turned, she offered him a long plank of charred wood. Nestled on one end was a pile of small round berries. He could see little wisps of steam coming off of them.

"These are hot, but they taste better that way."

He hesitated for a moment, then reached up and grabbed a handful. They were warm on his skin, but they didn't burn him. Gently he picked up a few and placed them in his mouth. Popping them with his teeth, the berries exploded and the juice ran down his throat. He had been expecting a grassy flavor, but instead it tasted like a sweet cranberry juice. He wanted to eat the whole handful, but he restrained himself. They deserved to be savored.

Mieli sat down and grabbed her own handful, placing the makeshift platter between them. Together they sat in silence, watching the sun set and the stars sparkle to life. It was peaceful.

Watching the stars and the moon dance overhead, Henry sighed contently. Even if he had gotten a bit lost, it looks like he'd succeeded in his little quest to get in touch with nature. It had definitely taken his mind off of work anyway. He wasn't sure how he felt about staying the night, but Mieli didn't seem in any hurry to leave. Not that he trusted himself to get down the mountain in the dark.

He looked over at his savior and found her staring at him. Once their eyes met, she reached down and hooked her thumbs under her panties. In one fluid motion she slid them off her legs and threw them over by the tent.

Henry just stammered. "Uh, what are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" She said, as she began crawling towards him.

"Not really?" He tried to back up but hit a tree. Soon she was on top of him, straddling his hips as her hands grabbed at his shirt.

"Well, I've been out here all by myself for the past few days. All alone. Then you show up. Sporting that big bulge in your pants and staring at my body. You obviously want me, and I want you." She began tugging his shirt off. "So are we going to do this?"

Mieli looked him in the eye, the dual emeralds piercing into his soul. Her hands didn't move. They didn't tear his shirt off, but they stayed ready. Waiting for his answer.

Henry couldn't deny his feelings. He was just hesitant. Everything was moving so fast, just a moment ago they'd been enjoying a nice meal together. And now she was straddling him and begging him to... what, make love to her? Fuck her? Just the thought sent a shiver down his spine. And a tremor up his dick.

He looked at her, really looked at her. Saw the conviction in her eyes. Whatever was about to happen, she was sure about it. And she was right, he definitely wanted it. Slowly, he nodded his head.

In a flash his shirt was gone. Ripped over his head and tossed behind him. It didn't take her much longer to start on his pants. Soon she had them unbuckled, unzipped, and was tugging them off his legs. She didn't even see her take off his socks, it must have been when she got his pants around his ankles.

Once all his clothes were unceremoniously thrown in a pile on top of his shirt, Mieli focused on him again. Her hands went up his thighs and wrapped around his shaft. In all the tossing and turning he'd lost a bit of his erection, but it didn't take her long to bring him back to full mast. Soon he was rock hard in her hands.

She gave him a few more strokes, but then she looked up at him. Leaning back against the tree trunk, admiring the view, he grinned at her. Her body looked coiled and ready to move, her breasts hanging temptingly as she bent down and licked the tip of his rod. He wasn't sure where she was planning on taking this party, but he was ready.

Or not.

Grabbing hold of his ankles, she gave him a swift yank and pulled him towards her. His back hit the ground and it took a moment for him to get his bearings.

While he was, Mieli rearranged herself. Crawling beside him, she threw one leg over his head and soon had him straddled between her thighs. She gave him a few moments to catch himself, then began lowering herself down. Sticking his tongue out, he eagerly awaited her. In the dimming fire light he couldn't make out any detail, but he didn't need to see. Using his tongue to find his way around, he licked his way towards her clit and began teasing her.

Mieli moaned in response, though the sound didn't last long. She wrapped her lips around his shaft and soon all he could hear was the crackle of the fire accompanied by her energetic slurps.

Henry groaned into her mound and tried his best to focus. Curling his lips around her clit, he started to pay her back. Sucking and flicking her clit, the two of them soon got into a steady rhythm as he let the moment overtake him. He breathed in deeply and enjoyed her musky aroma, the earthy scent of the pine needles and smokiness of the fire mixing together to create an incredible fragrance.

Opening his eyes, he looked up and caught a sight that nearly took his breath away. Framed between her pale cheeks, the moon shone down. It was round and full, the rest of the darkness filled with so many stars that he lost count. He knew no matter what else he saw in this life, he would never forget this view. Ever.

As the moon passed overhead, Mieli slowly stopped sucking him. Pulling herself off with a soft pop, she leaned back and ground herself into his face. He obliged her and sucked harder, her body quivering on top of him. He tried to reach up and grab her breasts, but he couldn't reach.

About to run out of breath, Henry gasped in relief as she got off of him and began crawling towards the fire.

Picking himself up, he watched as she laid her body down and presented her ass to him. It waved in the chill air, beckoning him. Reaching back with both hands, she grabbed her cheeks and spread them, completely exposing herself. In the light of the full moon he did his best to commit the sight to memory.

Getting up and walking over to her, he knelt down and placed himself at her entrance, resting the head of his cock just shy of entering. He steadied himself, then leaned forward. His head slipped in easily, followed by the rest. He hadn't meant to go in so fast, but she was just so wet. He moaned as she surrounded him, squeezing him and pulling him in deeper.

Once he was in, she let go of her ass and steadied herself, arching her back and grinding up against him. Taking her waist in his own hands, he pulled her close and began to thrust. She felt tight, the way she squeezed and pressed around his cock, but he did his best to hold out. Pulling on all of his energy, he thrusted and humped as hard as he could, putting every bit of himself into it. His breath turned ragged, his thoughts wild. It wasn't lovemaking, it wasn't even fucking. It was carnal.

He wasn't sure how long he lasted, but between the movement and the heat of the fire he had worked up a good sweat. Mieli as well, he back glistened as it shook back and forth. He could feel himself getting close though, it wouldn't be long. His eyes stared into the fire, feeling the heat on his body, the way her body heat surrounded him. He gave in.

Shot after shot of cum erupted from him, filling her. He could feel it all around him as he continued thrusting. It melded their bodies, connecting them.

When he couldn't go any longer, he fell back on his haunches and collapsed on his back. Staring up at the night's sky, his breathing hard and heavy, he smiled. He smiled like he hadn't in a long time. He couldn't even remember what had pissed him off so much to begin with. Maybe there was something to say about this whole nature thing after all.

Just as his eyes began to close and he was about to give in to slumberland, he felt Mieli turn around and kiss her way up his thighs. Well, it was more like she nibbled her way up his thighs. Either way, the result was the same. She brought her mouth back down on his dick and started sucking him again. First licking all of the cum and juices off, then fully taking him into her mouth.

Henry wasn't sure if he could go another round, but after a few slurps he could feel himself twitching against her tongue.

Well, maybe he could be convinced to go another round after all.

Hard again, she crawled up his body and swiftly slipped him inside of her. He didn't even need to move. Mieli grinded against him, her hands firmly on his chest as her body rocked back and forth on top of him. Henry watched, mesmerized, as her breasts swung around, right over his head.

Reaching up with both hands, he caught them. Squeezing and groping them, he grinned as the action brought more moans from her lips. Careful not to lose his supple prize, he traced his fingers down her breasts and grabbed hold of her nipples. Pinching them hard, he grinned even wider when Mieli threw her head back and cried into the night. He'd been wanting to do this since the moment he saw her.

They stayed like that until the fire began to dim. Her body moving in the firelight, his hands teasing her. Soon he could feel her clamp down on him, her fingernails clawing at his chest. Her body quivered and shook and he slowly let go of her breasts.

Catching her breath, she looked at him with those emerald eyes of hers. In the slowest he'd ever seen her move, she leaned down and gave him a short peck on the lips. Before he could even reach, she rolled off of him and the two stared into the wide open expanse above.

They didn't end up sleeping much that night. Sure they rested, made small talk, they even snacked. Every so often Mieli would stoke the fire. Mostly, they fucked.

Until the moon set and the sun crept back around the other side of the mountain, they kept each other entertained. Just the two of them.

In the morning they snacked on the rest of the venison and berries. Mieli packed up her tent cloth and threw the sticks back in the woods. Covering the fire with dirt, he watched as she pulled on a tank top and stepped into a pair of canvas pants. It was weird seeing her with clothes on.