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Lost in the woods and rescued by a lonely wanderer, they’d spent days in the woods together, wild sex at nature, romantic setting, you definitely must read this!

There was a strange occurrence that happened to me, when I met a woman, who became my wife later. I’d like to tell you about how it was. You know, it’s rather uneasy to get married again in my 43, having lost once my lover, meeting different women each time I have to compare them all with my ex. It’s now been 5 years since we broke up.

Once I made up my mind to go to the country on a walking tour. I packed up my back pack and set off. Frankly, my new hobby: walking tours was caused by my recent divorce, so, in order to entertain myself somehow I had to find some occupation to live on. I used to get in the depths of the impenetrable forests for a month or more. It’d passed 3 days since I left last population aggregates.

So, once when seeking for the place to settle in for the night, when the day wore on, I met her. I mistook her for the wild animal, some predator. She came out of the bushes, approached me, she looked ghastly. Her jeans were tattered, she was completely bitten with some insects, flayed skin, her arms had scratches and bruises, a moccasins on one leg and a dirty shred one another. Seeing me she cried out and fell on my neck, throwing her arms around it. Out of her murmurs and sobs I soon guessed what happened. It turned out that she and her friends went pick up mushrooms in the woods, all guys were well built and sound; they were jolly and went on playing jokes on one another during the way, but when their victuals came to run out, they faced up a desperate reality of being lost in the forest. Soon one of the girls fell in the hole and gave up the soul right on the bottom; they were unable to get her up. In a few days 3 of the guys died having overeaten themselves some wild berries, poisonous as expected. By the end of the second week there left only 3 of them: 2 guys and the chick I saved. Once in the morning, when she woke up she found herself alone on the glade: her companions left her when she was asleep. Then she walked forward up hill and down dale, until she met me.

Without further ado I untied my sleeping back and put her inside, then engaged myself in cooking a dinner. First I chopped some coniferous branches, lit a campfire and put a cauldron to boil water. She was too exhausted so I decided to add some “live balls” to the broth, which intended to sustain her life and recreate. These balls, as I called them consisted of mixture of rice, dairy butter; grinded nuts, and bacon slices, one ball was enough for 2 or 3 hours, so she needed about 6 pieces to stay sound. I also added some eatable roots of herbs that grew around and Persian spices for taste. Meantime I ordered her to undo her rags to clean her wounds; she got stupefied for a while and nodded her approval. She looked terribly when naked; her whole body was scratched and bruised totally. First I decided to wash her body and brought some water in the bucket. I put the bucket on the fire and heated the water, so I moistened a small rag and started rubbing her dirty satins: she started each time I touched her, reaching her genitals I stopped for a while and then went on washing her. First I set her bone what made her faint immediately. I used my stocks of iodine and herb ointments to debride the rest of her wounds. The most difficult point was to care of her genital wounds, I couldn’t understand the way she received it, but there was a festering wound, which seemed to be itching badly. There were also lots of stings on the pubis, so I had to shave it completely. Having applied an ointment on all of her wounds I thereby woke her up; by that time I put woolen socks on her feet and started giving her my soup to drink, propping her head with right hand at that. She fell asleep as soon as I laid fir bedding under her. I looked at her body, though she was completely bruised she was certainly blessed with a very fit body, she was a type of women who was used to driving men whenever they were. The next day I made a tea with dry wort leaves; then I took my small-calibre rifle and made my way to the heart of the forest for a hunt. Within an hour I shot down 4 hazels that were enough to cook some meal. An hour later there was a yummy broth stewing in the cauldron. I woke her up again: at this time she was eating the breakfast heartily and voraciously. After meat she suddenly began to hesitate in a strange way: I realized what she wanted to do, lifted her with my arms and took her to the nearest bushes. She sat in a squatting position but failed to ease nature at once, I turned around and she finally did the deed. I wiped her up and got her back to the tent. At last we got acquainted: her name was Sarah, she studied at the University, she had a boyfriend who died during that ill-fated woods wandering. They were intending to get married after the college. While talking to her I debrided her wounds, and now she didn’t feel shy when I touched her body. Sarah was really born with a silver spoon in her mouth as in 5 days her wounds closed up and skinned over. However, she couldn’t’ still walk and felt dizzy when got to her feet. She was flabby and weak, so I had to shoulder a responsibility for her, to take care of her until we got out of this forest. I applied the herb ointments on her skin as at my first day, though there was no need to do that as her scabs cicatrized, but I couldn’t help doing it and took delight in that. I used to rub her tits with my fingers, knead her pubis and the upper site over her pussy; my kneading made her nipples get hard and protrude, it was obvious that she was enjoying it no less than me. Though she perceived it all as some inevitable procedures intended to cure her, so she was calm and quiet. Sarah went on sleeping in my sleeping bag nude, she didn’t feel shy before me. I was like some angel having my wings sprouting from my shoulders.

Thus we couldn’t stay there long and had to go forward, having rare halts on the way. We passed about 5 or 6 kilometers a day, Sarah stopped every half an hour and begged me to halt and let her have rest. It’d been 2 weeks since we met and now she grew prettier day after day. Anyway we made a regular thing in rubbing ointments on her skin; its curative effect influenced her so that Sarah even asked me to apply every day. She even shaved her pubis to have it oiled, as for me I liked it too. There was hardly any chick who would pay her attention to me in my age, nevertheless, Sarah was very kind and obedient, she never resisted, she was really beautiful and every man would be happy to be in my shoes. She was very OK, when I got excited very much I used to run away in the forest and have some jogging as I was not used to getting it from a Madam Palm.

Once we happened on some old forest warden’s hut: it was like some magic hut rather than human’s dwelling. I had to clean it all, and then began cooking some meal; I had the luck to shoot 2 white grouse that morning, so we had some stocks to live on. I was gonna add some berries and herb roots to diversify somehow our scant meal. There was also a bathhouse, like one of those, used be very popular in the last century throughout the American new lands, when numerous waves of newcomers and settlers moved to the Wild West hoping find a new life. There was an old lopsided iron stove and 2 berths from both side of the steam room.
My body was itching with dirt and sweat, so was Sarah, and we resolved to have a good bath day. I stoked the stove with fir logs, and when it was very hot we came inside, I undid her cloth, then took off mine and plashed some water onto hot stones. A cloud of steam rose immediately to the ceiling of the bathhouse clouding all over. I put Sarah onto the berth and took up working out her body with a bunch of green birch twigs. I had never seen so tender and soft skin like this before, she began to relax, luxuriating in my care, I passed the bunch along her body, from her shoulders to the calves, to make her enjoy its effect I started massaging her hips. My palms and heat steamed out her body, my hands slipped over her skin, exciting my male’s nature. Having rubbed her back I turned her around and now got down massaging her with redoubled energy, I put her legs one by one on to my shoulders and kneaded them thoroughly. She lied down with closed eyes, her hands hanged down the berth, a languishing smiled played over her lips, and tits rose up and down in time with her breath. Her nude and opened pussy seemed to invite my fingers inside, so I did it and Sarah reacted with a deep sigh. Her vagina was completely hot and sweated; fingers moved aside her vulvar lips and entered inside. Sarah opened her eyes and whispered a few words I’d been waiting for a long time. She asked me to kiss her down there! My erect cock rested against her flabby fanny, I kneeled down and clang to her cunt, and my tongue touched her tender pussy. Sarah gave a deep sigh and arched her back. I smothered all her body with kisses, there was no place left I didn’t kiss. Again and again I returned to this happy button, my tongue penetrated deep in her holly place sliding over her convulsing muscles. She was twitching passionately and then suddenly fell onto my hands; I put her back on the berth, stepped back and started beating myself with birch twigs furiously, then I douched myself with a whole bucket of cold water and felt better at last.
Then I took Sarah to the hut, the meal was already cooked and dinner was ready; and a mouth-watering smell run across the room, we remained nude, sitting round the table and diving in. We joined our lips in kisses from time to time, the suet poured down our hands and body, we licked it from each other and it excited us a lot. In the long run we ate all our rich but heavy food and drank the whole kettle of tea; Sarah’s head set on my knees and her marvelous mouth took my cock: she started blowing me. Rarely had I such a wonderful feeling, it was like a heaven fly, her thin lips covered it entirely and my dick disappeared inside the depths of her mouth. This act lasted for about 10 minutes, finally a hot stream of sperm rushed in her mouth, and it flew out of her lips, pouring down the chin and dropping on my belly. I graced her with my passionate kiss for what she did to me, her saliva, mixed with my cum seeped in my mouth and I soon smacked the taste of my own sperm. Here, far from the all posterities of civilization and creature comforts, accompanied with this wonderful chick I was ready for everything.

My cock was still erect and I decided to go on our game: she opened her pussy wide and I placed my penis deep into Sarah’s sissy. She sat down, cuddling up my waist with both legs and I could see what was happening down there: the vulvar lips squeezed it tight and sided along its length easily; because of plenty of her love juice and saliva there some squelching noises resounded. To tell short, I came again and plashed my sperm on her belly, however she hadn’t come yet and I had to get her come with my tongue.

As it turned out later she reached an orgasm if excited with tongue or fingers. Sarah closed her eye and plunged into delight with her every come, we had no secrets from each other any longer, she was like an open map for me, and there was no reason to be shy. She said that she accepted everything on the condition that she could see my cock and her cunt at the same time. I settled on the chair, she sat on me, now she was riding me like a wild Amazon, I fondled he hard nipples while she flicked her clit with one hand, soon I came, but she was still too far from her cum, she recoiled and tears welled up in her eyes. I tried to calm her down and clang to licking her pussy. As a result she came too and soon after that we fell asleep clasping each other in arms.

I woke up because my legs had gone numb; I went out of the hut and began dressing, then put on the kettle and cooked some breakfast of our yesterday’s meal. She lay awake watching me for a long time. My honey, sweetie Sarah! What a wonderful gift of my fortune, which endowed me from heaven, it was a real chance to start a new life in my 43, and I was ready to act the part of tender-hearted old chap. That day flashed past very quickly, she was completely OK and sound, my care and endearments did their work, at last on the 3rd day of our wanderings we succeeded to find a highway 56, leading to the Minuaoki, and in a few minutes I got some passing car and soon reached the site of civilization. There I had to arrange some deals with cops, as for Sarah, she was placed in a hospital where she was put to immediate check-up.

I had to join a rescue party, got in the helicopter and led the way to the rescuer where the lost guys might be, as there was a forlorn hope that Sara’s friends could survive and stay alive.

We went around a prospective site of the hazard for a long time, but our vain endeavors to find somebody alive failed, we found only 3 corps, when I returned back to the city in the evening I found Sarah missing at the hospital. It turned out that her parents came to the hospital earlier and took her to the Malaga. Those 3 days of sleeplessness and never ending searches for the lost guys undermined my health totally and soon I went to my own city where the illness forced me to take to my bed; I was ill for 5 months until I got quite recovered.

However I couldn’t obtain a mental equilibrium since she’d been gone, that’s why I decided to apply for the rescue service to forget my Goddess when facing extreme hassles and dangers as well. It’d been my second time when I was left alone in my life, so was dying for finding that brink, beyond which I’d be able to forget everything of my secular fuss. I explained the situation at the qualifying exams and they admitted me in their brotherhood.

The years rolled by, I was still sick at heart, and I pained for her, but my pain had mellowed over the years. Once, walking down the streets of Malaga I was passing by some big office. Suddenly the doors flew open and a woman, put on the Ritz with precious jewelry threw her arms around my neck, it was my Sarah, she looked great. She got sexier and charmer a lot over these years. She smothered me with kisses right on the street and people passing by walked around us with gentle smiles and understanding looks. We were floating across the bliss of our happiness and there were only birds glorifying our love and angels looking down from the heaven and smiling.

Sarah turned to be married, her husband was some successful businessman, she was working in an ad company as a financial manager assistant. She seemed to be graced with everything, rich husband, business, home, money and success, but the only thing she’d been lacking of was our felicity, unfortunately left in the cold wood of the Minuaoki forests.

And when I asked her what a man like me could gave her, she said the words that stunned me a lot. She said that I was the type of men who was able to give a woman what she used to dream at nights, taking her where she wants.

Then she suggested that I should become her lover and live somewhere in the country, but not far from the city. I couldn’t resist the temptation and gave my consent, subdued for the second time. That evening she invited me to meet her parents and relatives, there was no need but she insisted and I had to agree. In a few days I got a job in country rescue camp of the Malaga and found an apartment to rent. Sarah made it fully comfortable to her mind. Thus I had to become supported by her as some concubine in a Muslim country.

Once in the evening she came to see me at my abode driving a real hot number. She flitted in my life smelling sweet with her Chanel perfume.

The cloth was thrown down the floor in a second and 2 lovers joined their lips and arms in a deep tissue of lust, unable to tear the fetters of this circulus vituosus! It seemed that some subtle power forced us to last this kiss, when our tongues licked the surface of each other’s mouths. I was happy to absorb her saliva, which poured on my tongue out of her mouth. We slowly fell on the floor, easy to plunge utterly in our felicity.

Now our hands and bodies longed for more, and I was pleased to put my tongue right in the secret and sweetest site of her body, between her legs. My tongue pierced out, slid in and penetrated in her vagina. It was ready to blow out it was leaking. This love juice flew down my chin and cheeks: I was drinking it with trepidation and awe; I’d been waiting for it for so long, and that the basic point for me. Sarah opened her legs and put them on my shoulders. Her thin fingers gripped my hair and pulled towards her down there. I spread her nice vulvar lips aside and got down fondling the clit, filling it with my saliva and tasting her own juice.
Sarah was writhing and bending with orgasm, and when she trembled and fell down exhausted I started licking her sweat. Her palm touched my cock and she flung herself to my dick, and then I had a sensation of her lips squeezing it tight. Sarah’s lips slid along it, she was blowing it as some ice cream on a hot day. She used her hands to fondle my balls and with that a wave of heavenly bliss covered me and everything got swimming before my eyes. In the end a current of sperm rushed in her mouth. Sarah swallowed it and we joined our lips in a hot kiss, spreading the cum over the faces.

In the course of time I was already cock-stand: I sat on the chair having her on my laps, she nestled me up with her legs and started impaling her on my cock.

She was riding me seizing my shoulders with her nails. Soon I sent a shiver down my back, a shiver of delight. I came again; she didn’t so I kneeled down her cunt and began helping her come with my tongue fondling.

I had to recover my breath and restore forces. We went to the kitchen where there was a dinner ready with red wine and Indian delicacies. We ate and kissed every moment, me excitement grew gradually: there was only ass left to be rammed. I used my tongue to work it out, when her ass was wet enough it was easy to put cock inside, but she wanted to see the act. I took the camcorder, set it in front of the bed and connected to the TV out. There appeared the real air on the screen, now Sarah could see my cock slowly entering her anus; it disappeared right in the depths of her straight intestine.

Then it’s head appeared again, wet with her juice and saliva. The pace gradually increased and now my balls knocked the rhythm, striking against her ass. She wanted for more and I put my 3 fingers right in her cunt, I could grope my cock running rhythmically in her ass. I smothered her shoulders, face and neck with kisses. At last it came: the jiff we’d been waiting for. It was a close come, we reached the top of the bliss at the same time and fell down the counterpane having unclasped our hugs.

In a month she divorced her husband and I became the only man in her life possessing her body and soul. My angel, my Goddess, my sweet dream became my wife soon! And nobody could tell any bad thing about our marriage, consecrated by the God himself! For we would stay alone in this cold and cruel world fro eternity if we hadn’t met each other.

We would certainly stay under the passion of 2 lusty and longing bodies, passion that was truly wild and unrestrained! I thanked God for this magic chance to have Sarah with me, though our relations looked strange from aside, as Sarah rubbed shoulders with so handsome, successful and smart men, but I was not jealous of her because she yielded to me whole bag of tricks…

Her love is still so strong that sometimes I find it strange what she’d been doing before our meeting. Even now I have no idea how to do without her.

One Response to “One to one!”

1. Sam Says:
   August 7th, 2007 at 11:03 am

   this story is like some movie script, i should say that all those Hollywood directors must pay much attention to its subject!!!

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