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Author’s note:

This story is meant to be a fantasy. As such, many points of reality are put to the side, such as safety and pregnancy, as well as others.

Additionally, this story will cover a wide range of sexual activities. I will try to cover them in the intro, but please be aware. All characters are at least 18 years of age.

Following comments that I have gotten previously; Everything here is meant for the purpose of telling a story and titillating the reader and is not meant as a portrait of reality. I love hearing from readers, but if you comment that it wouldn’t happen that way in real life, well, that’s why it’s a fantasy.

Topics: watersports, nature, anal, oral, nc

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Some of my friends hate hiking. There are those who don’t like the bugs and some who think it is too much work for no benefit. But all of them agree that peeing outdoors is the worst. I disagree. There is something primal and freeing about popping a squat in the woods and letting your piss pour out of you and onto the ground. I feel much more one with nature when I pee like an animal in the wild.

I usually make a point of hiking at least once a week. Not only is it good exercise, but it also gives me a chance to connect with nature. All of my friends knew that there was always an open invitation to join me. It was rare for anyone to actually take me up on it, but I don’t mind. It was much easier to find a place to pee when I was alone.

I was surprised when Kevin asked to come along. He was a new guy at work, having started a few weeks prior. He didn’t seem so much like the outdoorsy type, he looked more like the play games in his mother’s basement type. I didn’t know if it was him reaching out to try to make a friend, or an attempt at a date without calling it that. Either way, I stuck to my policy. I gave him instructions on what to bring, as well as where and when to meet me. I warned him that it wasn’t going to be short or an easy hike, but he seemed game.

We meet up Saturday morning at the trailhead. It had rained hard over night, even though the sky was clear now, with the sun shining. The forest smelled fresh and vibrant. The path was pretty dry, but I knew that off of it would be muddy and wet.

I checked to make sure that Kevin had brought at least the basics that he needed. He seemed more prepared than I expected. We set off at a relaxed pace to begin with. I brought a lot more water with me than I actually needed, but I usually finished it by the end. It gave me the chance to pee outside more often. It did mean that my pack was very heavy at the beginning of the hike.

We slowly got to know each other as we walked. It turned out that I was half right. Kevin played dungeons and dragons in his mother’s basement once a week. However, he had also been a boy scout and loved hiking and camping. He had been so excited when he heard that there was an avid hiker in the office.

We traded hiking stories throughout the morning. It was cool enough outside, especially in the shade of the trees, that there were still puddles everywhere. We carefully stepped around some of the bigger ones. A couple of hours in, I could feel the pressure in my bladder and I started looking for a place to pee.

“Umm, Kevin, can we do for a minute,” I said hesitantly. This was always super awkward the first time.

“Sure. What’s up? Everything ok?”

“Yeah. Nature calls and it looks like it might be fairly dry in there,” I said indicating an area of the forest that had some rocks behind some bigger bushes.

“Ok. Do you want me to hold your stuff?” He offered, nonplussed.

I guess if he had been a scout and was used to hiking, it made sense, even if it wasn’t the response I was used to. I handed hit my water pack and my big bag but bursa escort bayan kept my small pack with me. He looked shocked at the weight of the water, but I just shrugged.

“I like to stay hydrated what can I say?”

I carefully stepped off the path, trying to avoid the mud as much as possible. I found a spot that was hidden from view where I could brace myself against a large tree. I pulled down my leggings and underwear to around my ankles, and held onto a thick branch to squat backwards. With a sigh of pleasurable relief, a thick, hot steam of golden piss flowed from my pussy. The sound it made as it splashed against the roots and mud was music to my ears. When I finished I wiped myself, packed away my trash so as not to litter, and then used alcogel to clean my hands, before pulling back up my leggings.

“Hold my stuff for me? I’ll take the opportunity as well,” Kevin said when I got back.

I nodded. It didn’t take long for him to do his business and we headed out again. We eventually took a break for lunch. I found a spot there to relieve myself again, spending a few extra minutes squatting exposed to nature above my warm, fragrant piss. I didn’t take as long as I would have if I was alone, but I spent enough time to feel good about it.

As the afternoon went on, it started to get hot and humid, turning what was a pleasant hike through the cool damp forest into a trudge through a sauna. By mid afternoon I was covered in a thick layer of sweat across my entire body. My ass and crotch especially felt like they were swimming in sweat because of the leggings that I had worn based on the cooler forecast. Kevin was being a good sport, but I could tell that it was getting to him as well. We picked up the pace, even though it was hard, because we just wanted to be done.

We were about an hour and a half from the cars when my bladder started feeling full again. I debated stopping to pee again, but I just wanted to get back to the car. Even with a full bladder, I kept catching myself drinking out of habit. A half hour later, I needed to pee badly, but I just wasn’t in the mood. The weather had ruined a perfectly good hike. It ruined the peaceful feeling that had settled over me in the morning from the freedom of pissing in the woods and I was worried they it was going to turn Kevin off from hiking with me. This was the first time they someone actually kept up with me and was enjoying themselves. Even if his presence limited my fun, the company was worth it.

A half hour later, I stepped up to climb over a rock and I felt a small dribble of pee escape. Fuck, I thought to myself. If I didn’t go now, it wasn’t only sweat I was going to be covered in.

“Sorry, Kevin. I know we agreed to rush, but I need to stop,” I said, dropping my packs on the ground, not even bothering to wait until he could take them.

I scurried off the trail, looking for a place to pee. Not having taken the time to find a good spot, I ended up stepping into a few muddy patches, getting my shoes covered in a way I had avoided all day. My bladder was insicant that I find a place to pee immediately. The drops of pee escaping my hold urged me to stop where I was.

I wasn’t sure that I was far enough away, but at this point it didn’t matter. I rounded a large tree that would block me from view. It would have to be good enough. Not being in any mood to enjoy myself and not having time to waste, I pulled my leggings and soaked panties down to my thighs. I went to brace myself on the tree, but the humidity had made the smooth bark slick. Frustrated, feeling like I was about to piss myself, I squatted down and let go. A torrent of pee gushed out of me and I sighed a sigh of relief. And then my muddy hiking boot lost traction on the wet underbrush. With a yelp I fell backwards, bursa escort sitesi my golden pee arching up across my legs and leggings. Then I screamed as I hit a very low new offshoot of the tree, and between the sickness of the bark and the sweat on my ass, the branch forced its way into my ass, arresting my fall.

“Linda, are you ok?” Kevin called out.

“Ummm,” I responded, shocked and honestly not sure.

“Do you need help?” He said.

I tried to pry myself off of the branch. My ass hurt so much. I could feel it deep inside of me and I wanted it out. I shifted my feet so that I could try to shift my weight forwards. I started to pull myself off, but halfway there my feet slipped again. I fell back onto the branch, my new position and shifted weight causing it to penetrate even deeper. It pressed against my still pretty full bladder full the inside, causing a spray of pungent golden liquid to shoot out. Given my unfortunate positioning, that meant I got a facefull of hot piss.

“Ooowwww!” I cried out.

“I’m coming,” Kevin said, heroically trying to come to my rescue.

He came around the tree and stopped. He stared at me. I couldn’t blame him. I wasn’t quite sure what thoughts were going through his mind, or what he had expected to find, but I’m sure it wasn’t this.

“I’m going to assume that this wasn’t on purpose,” he finally said.

“No shit,” I responded somewhat angrily from the pain in my ass and the utter and complete humiliation. “Can you just help me up.”

“No need to be pissy,” he said with a laugh, holding out his hand.

I grabbed it and he pulled me up. Unfortunately, between the sweat, mud and piss, my hand slipped out of his, dropping me back down onto the branch. Again a spray of piss came out of me. I went to groan in frustration and pain as the branch was thrust into my bowels, but it came out more like a moan.

“Fuck. Sorry,” Kevin said. “I have to say though, you are quite the sight trapped there, covered in piss.”

“Ha ha. Get me off of here. Please,” I begged.

“Well, if I’m going to get you off, I’m probably going to have to grab you, which means touching parts of you that are bare.”

“Are you really blackmailing me right now? Do you think that this is funny?”

“First of all, I’m not the one covered in pee with a branch up her ass that she can’t get off of. So yes, I do think it’s funny. Second, I wasn’t going to blackmail you. I was going to ask permission to touch you on your naked ass. But since you are going to be an ass about it, I guess maybe I should.”

“What? No. I’m sorry. It is just too much,” I cried. “Are you taking pictures of me?” I asked in horror as he pulled out his phone.

“Yup. And I’m thinking about posting them online. I’ll title them ‘outdoor anal piss girl’. Maybe I’ll even send a link to it in slack.”

“No. Don’t. Stop. Please. I said that I was sorry,” I begged.

“We’ll see,” he said, coming behind me.

He put his hands on my naked hips. It had been a while since a guy touched me there, and I wasn’t happy that it was happening under these circumstances.

“Are you ready?” He asked.

“Yes. God yes.”

He slowly pushed me forwards. I could feel my stretched sphincter as it pulled asking the branch. Every nob and twist made itself felt. Then Kevin suddenly pulled me backwards. I cried out in shock and pain as my ass was once again filled with the branch and more pee sprayed out on me.

“What the fuck?” I moaned.

“That was so hot. And I think that you’re a dirty piss girl who likes having your ass filled.”

“Seriously you sick fuck?” I yelled.

“That’s no way to talk to the only person who can get you out of this. Here is what is going to happen. I have been putting off peeing for a while, since you wanted to hurry back. I was going to wait until you were finished, but there doesn’t seem to be much point now. Then, I’m going to see if bouncing you up and down on that branch makes you moan like that again.”

“You fucking asshole,” I cried. “How dare you? What did I ever do to you?”

“Now, now. Calm down. Let’s not forget those delightful pictures I just took. And since you don’t have any choice in the matter, I suggest you try to enjoy it.”

He stood up and I heard the sound of a zipper opening. I cried, tears running down my piss soaked face, as I felt his hot steam hit my ass. I could feel him directing it all over, making sure I was covered, including focusing on my stretched asshole. The sensation sent a tingling through me for some reason. Then he started walking around me, peeing on my back, my hair and finally my face. He smelled pungent and tasted horrible as some of his pee got in my mouth. His stream finally subsided and he shook the last drops of pee in my direction.

When I looked up at him, I saw that he had his phone out again and was recording the entire thing. I burst into a fresh set of tears. Not bothering to put his cock away, although he did put his phone away, he grabbed my shoulders. He began shifting my body back and forth, effectively fucking my ass with the thick branch. It also had the awful side effect of forcing more and more piss out of my bladder towards my face.

It didn’t take long before something inside my head broke. Suddenly, the tree limb in my ass switched from hurting to sending spikes of pleasure through me each time I was shoved back onto it. My bladder finally emptied enough that what was coming out was no more than a dribble.

I couldn’t help but moan as Kevin continued to thrust me onto the branch, my body writhing with pleasure despite the humiliation. I was panting and moaning, unable to control myself as my body responded to the unexpected stimulation.

Kevin chuckled, clearly enjoying the sight of me squirming on the branch. “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself after all,” he said, his voice thick with amusement. “Why don’t you lift your head and thank me.”

I couldn’t deny it. Despite the embarrassment and the pain, there was something undeniably erotic about being at Kevin’s mercy like this. I looked up at him, my face drenched with piss and tears. He took the opportunity to shove his cock into my mouth. I whimpered and gagged as he picked back up the pace, the branch sliding in and out of my ass with ease now that I was fully relaxed, and his dick filling my mouth as he pulled me forwards.

“Please,” I begged, my voice hoarse and muffled with cock. “Please don’t stop.”

Kevin’s laughter was the only response I got, but he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust me back and forth between the branch and his cock, his hands tight on my shoulders as I writhed and moaned beneath him. I could feel an orgasm building inside me, my body tense and trembling as I approached the edge.

When it finally hit me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I screamed as waves of pleasure washed over me, my body convulsing as I came harder than I ever had in my life. I could feel Kevin’s cock hard in my mouth as it began to pulse as well, adding his cum to the piss that coated my mouth already. He pulled out some he was still cumming, adding a few ropes of hot sticky cum to the mess on my face.

When it was over, I collapsed onto the branch, panting and trembling. Kevin took some more pictures of me before he pulled me off of the tree limb, his hands surprisingly gentle as he helped me to my feet. I was still covered in piss, cum and mud, but I didn’t care. All I could think about was just how intense that had been.

A week later, when I stepped off the path to pee, Kevin followed me. Even as I emptied my bladder onto the forest floor, he refilled my stomach with his own golden pungent piss. As I eagerly swallowed, I thought happily that there were more benefits to having him home with me beyond just company.