She didn’t know why but something was calling her into the woods.

She stepped carefully, the ground was cold and moist under her bare feet. Sticks and dried leaves littered the forest floor. It would only get thicker and denser the further she went.

She didn’t know how far she had to go but she was being pulled by an unknown force, let a rope was gripping her waist tightly and she was being guided where to go, nervous but not afraid.

The hairs on her arm stood up as a cool wind blew around her on her milky bare skin. This feeling had woken her like a jolt of lightning. She had disappeared in her night slip, letting the moonlight guide her deeper.

The trees were starting to close in around her as she continued, she was no longer walking straight but turning and following the circular labyrinth path within the natural forest.

She kept walking around each bend the feeling getting stronger, her hands run across the tree surfaces her fingertips felt the bark on each tree some smooth others coarse and stiff.

Her feet and hands were starting to turn black from the wet dirt under her fingers and toes. The moisture in the air was dampening her hair and causing her night slip to cling to her body.

The soft dirt felt nice under her feet; her toes squished against the soil getting caught in between each toe. With every step, she pressed a little harder down enjoying feeling so close with the earth.

Her damp hair was getting hot against her neck, she lifted her hands to her neck to gently lift her sticky hair off her body but her now filthy hands smeared dirt against her shoulders and neck.

Usually, she remained clean, neat and proper but this felt so right. She kept her hands out trying to touch each tree she passed pushing her hands hard against the bark. The trees felt heavy solid underneath her hands as she let her fingers intertwine with the leaves hanging down. She collected more soil in her hands once covered she her hands roam over her body covering herself in dirt craving more.

She let her slip drop from her body, feeling intoxicated on the rich air around her. She was drunk and wanted more. Her filthy hands roamed over her ribcage grazing her breasts, they slid down her torso across her hips and down her thighs, leaving marks of mud all over her milky white skin.

She was no longer walking or being pulled forward she was an active participant pushing herself letting her body dance, turn and writhe with enjoyment, she let her body slide against the trees she moved through. She needed to feel these strong, sturdy trees against her skin, she pushed her back against a firm tree with bumpy, coarse bark she moved against it to push harshly against her skin the pain made the experience feel real.

The temperature began to warm. She felt beads of sweat beginning to pool and drip down her neck, over her bare shoulders, down her elbows and behind her knees. It was starting to feel sticky the air turned dense leaves were sticking to her body. She began to pant as the temperature increased.

Her body was now being bathed in golden light as she continued, the heat increased, and she could see the flames in the distance through the trees.

The path was getting tighter, forcing her down onto her knees to make it through to the flames she would need to crawl forward. She proceeded on her hands and knees, her hands sinking deep into the thick mud her legs smeared with dirt.

She was getting so close, her breath quickened, and she panted hard crawling through the sticky heat. The path was getting narrow and she was slipping and falling onto her stomach, the mud now covered every part of her front.

She writhed and squirmed forward; her body pressed hard against the soil. She enjoyed the feeling deep within herself. Her breathing was getting faster as she wiggled, she pressed her breasts down into the mud and used her knees to push herself forward.

Her shoulders rolled and pushed her elbows and hands down to slide her nude, slippery body through the mud. Her thighs tightened as the soil passed down her stomach and urged pelvis into the earth causing her back to arch.

Her breasts lifted from the dirt covered in mud, just as quickly as they rose, she was crashing them down hard again to repeat the action and enjoy the feeling between her legs again and again, faster and faster.

She was racing forward, running out of breath, twisting and panting getting lost in this new feeling, she was lightheaded and dizzy, but it was intense and exciting. She kept pace knowing she was so close to the fire.

She was getting lost in this feeling, the enjoyment sliding up and down her legs, deep between her thighs, deep inside herself, her toes curled as she lost herself.

With a final lunge, she arched her back up releasing her torso from the mud, letting her breasts free. She breathlessly called out in euphoric ecstasy.

She slid out of the path and lay in front of the warm fire her eyes closed smiling her hands roaming her womanly body touching her breasts and nipples between her fingers. She let hand hands delicately dance down her stomach sliding her hands over her mound and fingers sink deep between her lips. Her thighs lay open as she rolled her hips against her hands.

She let her fingers explore this new area, softly touching and delicately stroking her soft protective hairs making her shudder. She welcomed her fingertips dipping into this slit between her legs, rubbing the hood and diving lower, plunging into herself.

She left one hand gripping her lips hard applying pressure letting her fingers tickle and roam freely while her other hand explored her breasts, cupping them, grabbing them, pulling on her nipples causing her to tremble, writhe and wiggle breathlessly. She ground down on herself tightening her body and muscles releasing and tightening again and again.

She was breathless and panting again, licking her lips opening her mouth wide. She moaned and called out in enjoyment. She was close again, chasing this feeling. She closed her eyes rolled her head back and felt the wetness all over her fingers plunging into herself. She bucked her hips and started to shake with joy and elation. Her hand gripping her breast reached out and squeezed the mud until it burst through her fingers, her toes dug into the mud they curled and cramped, her body wiggled and heaved as she sunk into the earth.

Her twisted contorted body tensed right up ridged and tight she held onto this moment, she screamed out with pleasure as her body relaxed and the waves of enjoyment washed over her.

Deep from inside her vagina, wetness poured over her fingers, tickled down her thighs and calves every single toe stretched out with utter peaceful enjoyment.

Her back relaxed, shoulders stretched and rolled allowing her neck and arms to break free and her fingers calm.

Her face was flushed, and her smile was big. She opened her eyes and saw the other women applauding her, welcoming her around the fire.