by Faye

As a child I was the tomboy girl of the neighborhood. I often played with the boys in the nearby woods with the local wildlife as our additional pets. Daddy Long Legs were a particular favorite of mine. It is no wonder I ended up being a hiking guide in a Kentucky wooded area park.

I loved my job most days. Even when city folk came asking such things as - is this poison ivy? (as they pick it up with their hand ) or start screaming snake the moment they see a stick on the ground. They provided many a humorous moment and my job had never been dull.

It was my favorite time of the year - Fall. The leaves were all colors making a blanket on the forest floor and the air crisp and cool. Not too hot during the day and just right for hiking. I loved the early cool mornings best when I often hiked by myself.

It was during a tour hike that I first saw him. At first he had simply stood in the distance watching and I could never get a clear look at him. In the beginning I thought he was one of my city folk who often try to go off on their own before finally giving in to the fact they needed a guide. I had tried to yell at him to join my tour groups to no avail. When I reported this at the post I was told the man had permission to be there and hike as he wanted. They would never explain more. So by now I was imagining all sorts of things about my mystery man. For the last 3 years I had seen him in the Fall.

It was a crisp October morning that I noticed him once again. I decided this time I was going to get a closer look at him. I slipped up behind him and stood hidden in the trees. He was dressed in a form fitting flannel shirt , jeans and hiking boots. Dressed very appropriately for hiking in the woods. He was very tall. His hair was shiny and dark. He could have been a descendent of Abe Lincoln himself. He had a real woodsman look to him that made him very appealing to me. Then he turned around and totally took my breath away. Those eyes and eyebrows.

Thats when I realized he was looking right at me. He had a keen eye as well. I was found - so I came out to meet him. I tried to apologize and explain about my curiosity. He seemed fine with it and even said he had been watching me. I blushed and had often wondered about that - with him always in the distance it had seemed like he was watching me.

We walked and talked for a long while. It seems he was staying in one of the hidden cabins that people rented for a private haven from the rest of the world. They were truly rustic and most people would have wanted more modern conveniences. He seemed content without them.

Then it began. Each early morning we would met , walk and talk. And many times when I was leading tours he would be watching from a distance. A couple of times he even showed up walking in the tour group and would join me smiling at the funny comments of city tourists.

Then as the October days went by we also began to meet for a dusk time walk as well. One such night he asked me if I would like to join him at his cabin for a meal and I gladly told him I would. It was the beginning of many meals and long talks. I knew I was falling for him. There was electricity between us that scared me at times. I had never been one to let my feelings for a man show so much. But with him it somehow seemed natural and expected in return. With each day we were getting closer till I knew something had to give.

One night after we had had one of our camping meals as he called them - I began to shiver. He stoked up the fireplace to a blaze. He leaned over and kissed me. As I started to kiss him back he stopped , smiled and said he had an idea. I had an idea but it didn't involve stopping. I sighed and felt confused as he got up and went to the next room .

When he returned he was carrying sticks and a bag. He sat down opened the bag and popped marshmallows on the end to hold in the fire. I laughed, as I had not had those since I was a child. After they turned brown he began to blow on them for me to cool them enough so I could eat them. As I took my 2nd delicious bite he put his down and leaned over me and began kissing me again. This time we could taste the sweetness from each others mouth. It seemed to fuel the fire between us as he leaned further over me till he was on top of me. We did not stop this time. I'm not sure if he tore my clothes off me or I off him first. I just knew we could not stop. From the sweetness of his lips he explored every part of me with his tongue like one of the wild creatures around our cabin. Our cabin - it had become ours. The outside world did not exist when I was with him. He had licked and nipped almost every part of the back of me when he turned me over again. He then licked his way down from my mouth to my breasts where he surprised me by taking a warm marshmallow and squishing it on my nipples and sucking each one roughly to get all of the sweet stickiness making me squirm in delight. Afterwards he licked his way to my tummy tickling me. I could hardly stand it when he stopped for a second and looked up into my eyes. It was if he was asking me if I was ready for more without truly saying anything. I was.

He pulled me to him till my legs wrapped around his waist. Then with my arms around his neck he lifted me up as he stood up and went over to a table by the wall. There he leaned me my back against the wall as his tongue starting exploring again. This time his tongue went straight for my folds licking and tickling the most sensitive spot of my inner self that made me cry out for him not to stop. He brought me to a full force orgasm that made my body shudder shaking the table till I thought it might break over. My back pushed hard on the wall like I was trying to move it with the force of my body. I begged him to enter me . That was when he shoved his enlarged hardness into me as deep as possible making me cry out from both the pleasure and the overwhelming fullness of his size.

As he pumped inside of me we both came this time till we had exhausted the ferocity of it. He then lifted me up again and carried me back down to the carpet in front of the fire where he laid me on top of him, wrapping a blanket around us. I drifted off in sweet content to sleep.

The next morning as we woke and laid together I began to feel sadness as I remembered how October was coming to an end. That's when he told me he had been thinking of how nice it would be here in the Spring as well. I smiled.