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This is a FANTASY.. If you do not like this sort of thing....don't read it.
 If you are under 18...do not read it til you are 18...then enjoy it, like
everyone else



                                  The Trail
   We had been trudging up the trail for about an hour and I let it be known
that I wasn't happy with it, at all.  I had spent quite some time with Bill,
but just never could get into this hiking stuff.  It was a warm sultry day
and I was damp with perspiration when we came into the clearing atop the
hill.  I had to admit that the view that was now offered before me made the
walk seem a lot less painful.  
 Bill dropped his pack and sat back on a huge rock, almost as a king would
ascend his throne.  I wasted no time digging into my pack looking for that
bottle of water that I had been sipping from all day.
 "Karen, you've been a noisy pain in the rear all day.  You know that this
hiking isn't all that bad yet you have been complaining from the start just
because we didn't stay indoors and watch that movie you wanted to see on
television."
 "But you..."
 "Karen!  
 I knew that tone.  Punishment usually was soon to follow when Bill talked
like that.  But here; outdoors in the open where someone might come up the
trail?
 "I didn't mean to complain.  I was just tired."
 "Come  here."
 I put down my water bottle and walked over to the rock where Bill sat.  I
couldn't help looking around to be sure that we were alone.  I told myself
that even if Bill did want to punish me, we were alone and no one would see
us.  After all we had walked for an hour and seen only one couple on the
trail.  I looked up at Bill looking into his deep eyes.
 "Karen, your shoes."
 It was a simple statement and I knew what it signaled.  I had tried to play
dumb in the past with Bill, hoping to stall my fate, but it had only brought
on more punishment.  Not wanting to push my luck this time, I obediently bent
over and unlaced my shoes and slipped them off, immediately followed by my
socks.  Bill sat pensively not saying a word as I stood before him.  I wanted
my next order, to get it over with, to get on with it and he knew it.  Bill
always savored my punishment, not rushing any part of it, making me consider
every part of it.
 "Your shirt, Karen."
 I unbuttoned the kaki shirt that I has so carefully chose this morning.
 After all, I thought, if I'm hiking in the woods I should at least look
good.  Bill just sat silently as the buttons came loose one by one, until
finally I pulled the tails from beneath my belt.  I cursed myself for not
having worn a bra that morning as I surveyed the surroundings before slipping
the shirt from my shoulders.  I laid the shirt on a nearby log and stood
bared to the waist awaiting Bill's next directive.  Bill seemed to take great
pleasure in seeing my breasts bared and again took some time making me sweat
it out before continuing on.  I was beginning to get that familiar feeling
between my legs, knowing what was very likely to come.
 "The shorts."
 I'm not sure if it was relief that the tension was broken or more stressful
knowing that I was getting very close to being naked, but I reached to my
waist and loosed my belt.  One snap and a zipper later my hiking shorts were
slipping downward past my knees leaving me standing in the great outdoors
with nothing but a scant pair of panties.  I placed the shorts atop my shirt,
bowed my head, and waited.  I almost wanted to naked at this point as I felt
so silly standing there in a pair of silk lace panties.  Bill made me bake a
bit longer then slipped off the rock.
 He took the few steps to where I stood and walked around me surveying my
bared torso.  From behind me I felt the touch of his hands upon my ass making
me jump with excitement, not to mention turning up that urge between my legs.
 
 "Take them off."
 My fingers slipped inside the elastic band and then pulled the delicate
garment slowly downward, baring me completely.  Bill picked up my clothes and
stuffed them into his pack then sat back on a well worn fallen log.  Nude and
separated from my clothing I awaited his command.
 "Hands behind your head and spread your legs for me."
 There would be no hiding my most private areas.  I had been nude before Bill
many times before, but always in the privacy of his house, but this was
different.  I moved my hands to the appointed place and moved my feet about
two feet apart, baring my velvet triangle for his pleasure.  Bill pointed to
a spot just in front of him.  I walked to the spot and stood  there, my eyes
bowed to the ground.  He reached out and took my breasts in his hands teasing
my nipples to attention before taking them in his fingers and gently pinching
them to a full erection.  I could feel a tiny rivulet of perspiration slide
from beneath my arms as his hand ventured downward between my thighs.
 I wanted his touch.  I wanted him to slide his finger within my moist tunnel
and satisfy me.  He delicately touched my soft curly patch and then
delicately stroked my thighs.  
 "Turn around."
 I faced away from him presenting my ass for his pleasure as the ache between
my legs grew in intensity.  I took a stuttered breath as his hand caressed my
alabaster rear, his fingers exploring the full extent of my round lobes then
teasing my moist vaginal perimeter.  
 "Bend over, and hold your ankles."
 I quickly considered the order, realizing that I was being asked to display
that most private of areas, right here in the great outdoors.  I obeyed and
leaned forward revealing myself to him.  It was then that the first stroke of
his hand met my tender skin.  I almost wished he would bind me with ropes to
some tree.  I couldn't believe that I was simply standing there of my own
free will taking a spanking.
 A shock of excitement and pain pulsed through my body.  SWAT!  another swat
of his hand to my ass.  I whimpered, mostly with pleasure, as I took the
stroke.  His hand gently stroked the inside of my thighs before again
violently meeting my ass.  A delicate touch followed by the sting of his
fingers.  Again and again, as my cunt became that much more moist, he
continued the pattern until my rear was pink.
 "Karen, turn around."
 I turned and faced him, my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
 "Go find me a switch to whip you with."
 I turned to obey then realized in a sudden panic that I would have to leave
the relative protection of the area that I stood and venture out in search of
the wooden switch.  I looked back at Bill who simply sat there with a
contented smile on his face.
 So there I was, a nude girl searching the edges of the woods for something
to be spanked with.  I was embarrassed beyond description yet pussy was on
fire with excitement.  I had never felt so naked, so vulnerable as I looked
out for onlookers.   It seemed an eternity but in about two minutes I
returned to Bill with a slender branch, about two feet in length and placed
it in his hand.
 "Hands behind your head."
 Bill took the rod and teased my breasts implying that they would receive the
sting of the rod.  I wanted to run, to plead  for mercy, but silently
accepted what might come.  I closed my eyes and awaited the sting, but it
never came.  Only the tension increased as I considered the pain.  Then came
the unexpected sting on my thigh.  I spread my legs wider and took another
without complaint.
 "This will do quite well."
 Bill then stood and positioned me face down over the fallen madrone tree on
which he had been sitting.  I was made to straddle the tree, my pussy and
breasts snuggled up to the bark stripped tree.  My ass and back were exposed
for Bill's pleasure.  When the first stroke came I was already pressing my
cunt to the tree trunk, in search of satisfaction.  I yelped with surprise as
the slender branch attacked my tender skin.  Then as always the soft touch of
Bill's hand.  SWAT!  Then the touch, this time,  his fingers reaching
downward between my legs.  I took three more stinging strokes to my ass
before Bill lifted me from the tree and took me in his arms.  
 He pressed his lips to mine as his tongue explored my mouth.
 "Lovely slave.  You have done well."
 I dropped to my knees before him and kissed his crotch.  I had never been so
aroused.  I wanted him inside me.  My fingers found his zipper and I wantonly
pulled the tiny tab downward striving to expose his lovely cock.  His hands
stroked my hair as I succeeded in releasing his stiffening member.
 Promiscuously I took him inside my warm moist lips, my tongue massaging him
to full erection.  Lewdly I tugged at his belt, working feverishly to bare
him, my efforts succeeding as he stripped off his shirt.  
 Bill laid me down on the soft grass and pressed his body to mine, covering
me with gentle kisses as he moved downward.  My nipples were on fire as he
took them in his lips nibbling them gently with his teeth.  His hand had
moved downward between my legs and his fingers were already exploring my sex
as his kisses were covering my supple belly.  
 My legs were soon spread wide apart as he placed such soft kisses on my
thighs which had so recently been stroked at his whim.  His fingers massaged
the outer lips of my vagina then bared my anxious clit to the mountain air.
 Moments later his tongue engaged me in a most pleasurable way, stroking my
clit as I moaned in pleasure.  My hips moved uncontrollably, licentiously, as
the reacted to the pleasure of his touch.  my fingers clutched his hair with
abandon as he moved me to my first orgasm.  
 I felt him begin to move upward, covering my torso with tender kisses until
his lips met mine.  I reached downward and took his stiff cock in my fingers
and guided it into my warm slit.  His moans of pleasure only served to arouse
me to another level as he slid into me.  My hips met his advance burying his
cock to the hilt within me.  We stopped for a moment, not moving.  Only
feeling each other; him within me, me surrounding him, my vagina twitching in
excitement.  We could wait no longer!  With deep strokes he moved in and out
of me, my clit anxious for another climax.  My tongue exploring his mouth my
hands grabbing at his tight ass, my legs wrapped around him I fucked him as
never before.  Finally, I felt the rush of his warm fluid as he gripped me
with abandon, his touch pushing me over the edge.  I floated in ecstasy for
some time before returning to that warm clearing in the woods.
 Bill kissed me tenderly for some time before we finally decided to get up.
 Bill put on his clothes then I was given back only my shirt and shorts.   
 "These are a bit unnecessary," commented Bill as he stuffed my panties back
into his pack..
 We turned and headed back down the trail, Bill's hand inside my shorts most
of the way.  I had gathered a whole new appreciation for hiking in the woods.



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