Jim was shaking with anticipation. He was finally going to meet her in person! He had poured over her profile obsessively and could not wait to see her long dark hair with its gentle wave blowing in the crisp Canadian wind. He imagined running both his hands through it as he kissed her full lips. He desperately wanted to reach down and squeeze her round ass cheeks as he pulled her hips into his. His cock was already beginning to strain against the zipper of his khaki pants thinking about their clandestine meeting.

He was in Toronto on business with his company, and he had befriended "Ms. G" on LushStories.com not long before. His motive was to see more of her photos that she had marked "Private," but when the opportunity presented itself to actually meet her, see her, and even touch her cinnamon skin he knew he had to try. He hoped she would be wearing one of the colorful sarongs that she wore in her profile pictures but understood that it was the middle of the workday, and more professional attire was to be expected.

They had agreed to meet in Duffins Park, and he was hoping they could find a secluded place for some clandestine activities. Just then, he saw her walking toward the trailhead from the parking lot. She was absolutely captivating, wearing a bright fuchsia dress that accentuated her cleavage with a diamond shaped rhinestone studded accent and also her firm toned ass, with its fitted cut. The slit on the side was sinfully suggestive, and he felt his heart leap at the sight of her. Then she smiled. It was the perfect embellishment to an already attractive woman. His mouth fell open unconsciously, and she giggled at his loss of decorum.

"Are you Jim?" she asked.

Clearing his throat nervously, Jim answered, "I am. It's really nice to meet you, Ms. G. You are even more beautiful than your pictures!" He stated rather matter-of-factly.

She blushed at his compliment and reached out to shake his hand. He took her hand in his and impulsively lifted it to his lips and kissed it gently while watching her expression to see if it was a welcome gesture. Her smile grew wider, and she turned her head to the side in mock embarrassment. Jim's internal desire began to build with the bulge in his pants.

After the initial rush subsided, Jim worked up the courage to ask her, "Would you like to go for a walk?"

Sensing that he was looking to get off the beaten path, "Yes, let's get out of the open and find someplace more . . . private," she replied. With that, they started off down the path, and both were wondering if the other was open for some outdoor naughtiness.

Truth be told, Ms. G was anticipating this moment as much as he was. She had gotten ready that morning with this moment in mind. She wore comfortable shoes for walking, put on her pink lacy bra, and took off her panties in the car before she met him. She had a feeling that Jim would help her forget all about her ex-husband's drama and lead her to a sexual freedom that allowed her to fully blossom into her newfound life with no boundaries.

As they walked down the trail, they stayed side-by-side to help reduce the chill in the air. Their hands happened to touch, and to her surprise, Jim wrapped his strong fingers around her palm in a warm and inviting clasp. She could feel his heartbeat though his fingers and started to wonder what his hands would feel like on her body. She started to get a little wet and began actively seeking a secluded spot to get more affectionate.

When Jim's hand touched hers, there was an electric shock that shot up his spine and into his loins. His cock was now painfully pushing against his pants, and he was only thinking of one thing - release. They hadn't seen a single other person in the parking lot or on the trail, so he was emboldened to suggest moving off the path into the surrounding woods.

"Would you like to get off this trail and into nature?" He inquired.

She narrowed her eyes and looked directly into his and answered, "I thought you'd never ask."

Jim saw a hill with a gentle downward slope that disappeared out of sight and had a devious idea. "Do you want to go down there?" he asked.

Chuckling at the double entendre she shot back at him, "Only if you are willing to do the same for me." She watched his reaction and detected an eyebrow raise.

He smiled slyly and led her downhill by the hand and let the path disappear behind them. As the trail faded away, so did her inhibitions. Ms. G was actively fantasizing about Jim ravaging her in the middle of the forest.

When they reached the bottom of the hill, they both surveyed the landscape. Satisfied that nobody was going to interrupt them, they turned to face each other. Jim's face was flush, and Ms. G's body was warm with anticipation.

Jim reached up his hand and stroked her cheek as he slowly leaned forward. She recognized his intention and allowed herself to give in to his passion. He kissed her firmly on the lips and teased the tip of her tongue with his. Her reservations vanished as she reached around and stroked his wide shoulders, and he put both hands through her hair as he'd imagined earlier. They kissed deeply and moved closer together and she felt his stiffness press against her hips. She reached down and rubbed her hand over his pants and heard him groan out loud.

"Let me help you with that," she whispered, and unzipped his pants as their kisses grew more forceful and urgent. Once she had his pants unzipped, she was delighted to find that his cock popped straight out of the slit in his boxer shorts. Without even thinking, she knelt down in the grass and began licking the shaft of his stiff member.

He sighed and said, "Oh god, yes." Ms. G was now taking the entire length of his cock into her mouth and slowly sucking him. His now fully erect cock stood tall, and she looked at what she was dealing with.

"Damn, that is going to feel nice inside of me," she thought to herself. "I want to feel it inside me, Jim." She said to him as she stood up and looked around. He thought she was making sure they were still alone, but in reality, she was looking for something for him to bend her over. She wanted it from behind and with force. Spotting a fallen tree, she grabbed him by the shaft and led him a few steps over to the tree. She let him go, turned around and pulled up her dress to reveal her freshly shaved and completely exposed pussy. She bent over at the waist and put her elbows on the trunk in front of her.

"Would you like to stick that - in here?" She taunted him by wiggling her ass in front of him and watched him walk up behind her and grab his cock to place the head at the entrance of her dripping wet slit.

She could feel the heat of his cockhead between her slick, swollen lips as she heard him say, "May I? I would love that!" Without further hesitation, he very slowly let his shaft penetrate her and slide into her quivering quim. He heard her emit a low groan and knew that he would not last long. He pulled back and smoothly let his hips push his cock back into her steadily and was acutely aware of the cool breeze, the white noise of the leaves blowing in the wind, and their synchronized breathing.

She felt his stiffness fill her completely, slightly stretching the walls of her sex. He was fucking her gently and deliberately, letting her relish the sensation of the rhythmic pushing, the friction inside her, the slapping of his hips on her ass, and the pressing of his balls against her lips with each stroke. His pace began to quicken slightly, and she knew he was going to be pounding her in earnest soon. Wanting to make sure she enjoyed an intense orgasm; she put one hand underneath her and began wet her fingers with her own juices before focusing on her engorged clit. She moved her fingers randomly in circles and in straight lines up and down her slit as she felt her climax building.

As he was enjoying the methodical thrusting into this gorgeous woman, he felt her reach down and brush his shaft and balls with her hand. This sent a jolt of energy into him, and he started really trying to drive his cock deep into her now drenched sex. The soft squishing noises told him she was fully lubricated and her quickened hands told him she was almost ready to release.

They were both grunting now with each push, and Ms. G was furiously rubbing her pulsing clit with frantic abandon. With no warning, she felt the electricity shoot through her belly, down her legs, and up her back as her entire body began to vibrate and her vision tunneled with her climax. She felt herself let go of her control and felt a rush of sprayed juices erupt from her mound. The white noise of the forest went silent, and the electricity ran up and down her body in tidal waves of rapture. She yelled out to the forest, "Oh my god, yes. Yes. Yes."

He was sitting on the edge of orgasm when he saw her squirt all over his cock and felt the warm juice run down his balls and both his legs. This sent him over the cliff, and he began to furiously pump his cock deep into her warm, wet hole. "He shouted, "Ahhhh, god! Oh god! Oh god!" as he plunged his shaft in and felt the glorious release of his hot cum fill her pussy. Pulsing and spurting, he felt like he filled her with a gallon of his cream and never wanted this ecstasy to stop.

She felt him ravage her, and fill her with his cum. She squeezed her legs tightly together to grasp his cock inside her and drain every drop of his offering inside her. Her legs were soaked with her own squirting orgasm, and her belly was filled with his seed. She was completely satisfied and comfortable with this man having his way with her. As he pulled his cock out of her, she felt him stand back and take in the beauty of their shared experience. She could feel his eyes watching her from behind, and she pushed out a little of his cum for him to see.

He watched a long, slow string if his cum fall out of her wet pussy and stretch toward the ground. It was impossibly long before it finally broke free and fell onto the forest floor. He was so mesmerized by the sensual nature of it all that he was startled when she began to stand up and her dress fell back over her cherry red cheeks.

As she turned around, she noticed that Jim was just standing there with his softening shaft dangling in the wind and she laughed at the sight. "Do you need some help with that?" She asked Jim.

Snapped back into reality, Jim reached down and tucked himself in and zipped his pants. He looked her up and down and said, "Holy shit, that was fantastic! Like a dream come true, really. I am so glad you agreed to meet up. Do you do this often? I mean, meet up with guys on the internet?"

She took a second to think and answered him, "No, I wouldn't say 'often.' It has to be with someone I trust and have an attraction to. You fit both criteria, so I took a chance. Hooboy, and it definitely paid off! How long are you in town, Jim? I'd like to get together again, if you have time."

Jim looked her straight in the eyes and replied, "My return flight isn't for a 3 more days, and I would MAKE the time for you." Jim reached out his hand to her and motioned his head back up the hill they had come down, "Shall we?"

Ms. G took his hand in hers and said, "Thank you, yes."

As they walked back toward the path, they were both already replaying the scene back over in their minds. The thought of another illicit encounter filled them both with anticipation and excitement. Ms. G didn't even clean herself up before returning to her office. She wanted to leave the evidence to relive the memory for the rest of the day while eagerly awaiting the next encounter.