Photo by Davide De Giovanni

Erotica/Stranger/Nymph

The Mystery of the Waterfall

An Encounter I will never forget

I trekked through a forest with a winding path while the humid air clung heavily to my skin. Sweat trickled down my face as I adjusted my backpack and wiped my brow. Taking a deep breath, I exhaled slowly, catching the sound of the distant roar of a waterfall.

The path elevated upwards, and I felt my legs aching for a break, but I pushed on until I reached the clearing.

Water cascaded down a sheer rock face, producing a fine mist that curled like smoke around the pool that it fell to.

Standing barefoot and naked on a smooth stone near the edge, Maria waited.

She turned, her hair glinting in the light, glowing brightly beyond the canopy of trees. The mist from the cascading water clung to her skin.

“What are you doing?” I shouted out to her. My eyes greedily perving at her tight body.

I dropped my pack and started to undress. It wasn’t to impress anyone, but I needed to cool down; I had gone a bit too hard on the way up the hill. Part of me thought she must be an apparition from my exhaustion.

But she did gasp as I waded into the pool with my cock dangling out, full of heat and sweat. I am blessed with a girthy penis, and usually when I hear this noise, it means the lady wants to feel it inside her.

She waded in after me and then dived under the water, and I felt her begin to suck my cock. After a minute, I was starting to worry. My cock was hard, so I leaned back on a smooth rock and guided her onto my dick.

The world narrowed to me and Maria. I lifted her ass up and down slowly at first and then quickly as she rode me towards an orgasm.

“What a cock,” she kept on repeating.

I replied, “So tight.”

Not much of a conversation, but our organs were speaking in a language that was expressing more than just words.

Her convulsions began, and the pulse of her cunt made me explode deep inside her.

She grabbed my back and arched her own. We held that position just throbbing with pleasure.

Later, we lay together on the mossy bank, listening to the waterfall.

Time seemed to dissolve.

There was no one but the forest watching us.

I have never felt freer in my life.

She kissed me once more and slipped into the water, vanishing beneath the surface. I waited for her to return, but all trace of her was gone.

I left the forest thinking if the encounter even occurred; however, my balls were empty, and I could still smell her body on mine.

I suppose I'll never truly know what happened.