The Hunter
The hunter was moving quietly through the woods, searching for signs of deer in the area. He needed this hunt to feed himself for the winter. As he moved, he became quite aware of the sound of something moving in the water. Thinking he might find his prey there drinking, he crept slowly towards the sound. He slowly slipped from tree to tree, moving ever so closer to the sound of splashing water.
As he closed on the sound, he saw the forest opening into a sunlit area. He could tell there was a pool of water. Even in the cold of this day, it reflected across the trees. He was only a few steps from the opening of the woods on the clearing. He prepared to pull his bow when he saw her. Standing in a large pool of water was the most magnificent woman he had ever seen in his young life.
She was standing thigh-deep in the pool, holding a white piece of cloth covering part of her body. He could only see an exposed breast and the hint of her partially covered vagina. He stood as motionless as possible and only stared. She was of such beauty that he thought he must be imagining her here in these woods.
As he watched, she gathered cloth towards her from the water and began moving towards the shore. When she neared the shore, she looked up and stared in his direction, but he stood motionless. He felt with his camouflaged hunting gear there was no way she had seen him. He was relieved as she looked away and continued out of the pool to stand on the edge of the shore.
She pulled the cloth around her, wrapping it from her thighs to her waist. Then she loosely wrapped it around her the flat of her stomach until she had it wrapped over her breasts. Then with one final move, she pulled the tail of it over her shoulder and tucked it into the part that crossed her stomach. As he watched her, he realized that she had made a wrap of the cloth, but he knew that wet cloth was not enough to stay off the cold of the morning.
He started to move into the opening to offer her his outer coat, but before he could, she was moving away from him. She was already on the far edge of the pool, moving into the woods. He couldn’t believe she had moved so far in just in the blink of time he had taken his eyes from her. He decided to follow her to make sure she got to where ever she was going. He would hate to see such a beauty freeze to death in these woods.
The Woman
She had been refreshing herself in the pool when she smelled his presence. As he neared, she could also feel the beat of his heart. She decided it was time to return home and started gathering her wrap from the water as she moved towards shore. It was then she felt him even closer.
While her senses told her of him, it was her sight that sought him out. In only the shortest of glances, she saw him shielding himself behind the large tree in the forest. She could tell he was a hunter in his camouflage and the bow across his back. Not betray the fact she was being watched, she quickly looked and moved on to the soft ground by the pool.
Not wanting the undue attention of the hunter, she quickly moved the cloth into a wrap. Then as his attention was broken by himself trying to move silently, she quickly moved towards the path that would take her home. She hoped the hunter wouldn’t follow, but she knew he would. It was the power of her attraction that she knew would be too much for him to ignore.
The Hunter
Being used to tracking game for hours, he felt tracking this beauty of a woman would be a breeze. Yet by the time he made it to the side of the pool where she had disappeared into the woods, she was gone. He looked for her footprints and found none. All he had was the slight trail she had disappeared down.
He followed the trail by paralleling it just inside the woods. This way, if he came upon her, she wouldn’t know she was being followed. He moved as swiftly as he could and still make as little noise as possible not to give himself away.
The Woman
She heard him following her. His heartbeat had quickened as he tried to keep up. She had given up all hope of him just leaving her be. Now she had to decide what to do about him as soon they would be to her cabin.
As she moved, her mind tumbled with her options. She knew what would be quick and clean, yet she also knew what would be more fun and exciting. This was always the toughest part of these unintended encounters with hunters. When she looked for the company of a man, she knew the outcome from the beginning.
As she left the woods and entered the small clearing that held her cabin, she heard him slow as he crept his way to the edge of the woods. Knowing now he would have to be dealt with, she turned towards the edge of the woods. Looking directly at him, she said, “Hunter, please come out of hiding and join me for a drink. You must be parched, trying to keep up with me for so long.”
The Meeting
He had slowed as he saw the clearing near but was totally unprepared for her to turn and speak him so directly. He just couldn’t imagine how she had known he was following her, let alone being able to stare directly at the spot where he was hiding.
Knowing he had been bested but having no clue how he stood up and moved towards the edge of the clearing. As he stepped clear of the foliage, he could see her staring at him intently. He made no attempt to remove his bow from his back as not to scare her. He slowly walked across the clearing towards and stopped a short distance from her. He was staring at her, taking in her beauty. He saw every detail of her, both the uncovered and covered as the cloth was so translucent.
Finally finding the courage to speak to her, he asked, “How did you know I was following you?”
Looking him up and down, also taking in every detail. She finally replied, “I am most adapted to these woods. You could say, I know every creature, every plant, and every sound they make. You are quiet, but they betrayed you to me.”
Not really understanding her exact meaning decided just to say, “I’m not often bested in the woods, let alone by a beauty such as yourself.”
She merrily nodded at the compliment and offered, “Would you care to join me in the cabin for tea? I only ask that you leave your weapons on the porch as I do not allow them in my cabin.”
Not needing to think about it, he replied, “Certainly, and yes, I will. I only carry my bow, the quiver, and a knife.”
With that settled, she turned towards the cabin and started walking again. He fell in step behind her and could not take his eyes off the most perfect butt he had ever seen. It swayed from side to side as she walked along. The wrap being short enough that a bit of cheek shown with each movement.
As she walked up onto the porch, she indicated a bench for him to deposit his weapons. He laid the bow and quiver down before untying the sheath that held his knife. He laid it down, as well. When finished, she opened the door and motioned for him to go in. He quickly looked around the cabin and saw it was rustic but had several modern touches as well.
Walking by him, she moved over close to a bed that was large and covered with many blankets. As he watched, she pulled the wrap from her body until she was standing naked before him. He drank in her body and felt his male lust explode in his groin. The sudden tightening in the crotch of his trousers was painful.
She watched his reaction, having decided her course of action. She smelled his sudden arousal. The heat of desire suddenly enveloping his body was almost too much for her. It was only with great control; she did not leap upon him; instead, she beckoned him to come to her with a slight movement of her finger.
He moved closer until their bodies almost touched. Standing there in front of her, she slowly worked her hands over his body. As if by some magic, his clothes were discarded to the floor until he was as naked as she was. Looking down, she saw his still hardening cock pulse between them.
Looking into his now lust-filled eyes, she wrapped her hand around his cock. It quickly stiffened to its full hardness in her hand. While holding him, she leaned forward and kissed him. It was a kiss to test his reaction, though she should not have worried. His reaction was to wrap an arm around her body and pull her to him for a much lustier kiss.
As they kissed, she stroked him to full hardness. When she felt him ready, guided them towards the bed. With strength that surprised him, she pushed him onto the bed, where he landed on his back. She crawled onto the bed with him stopping between his legs.
While looking into his eyes, she dipped her head to his cock and circled it with her tongue. She continued this for several minutes until he was moaning and pushing it towards her for more. She slowly took more of him, but she never moved quickly and always made him want more before continuing.
He reached for her head, but she caught his hand and pinned it to the bed with surprising strength. He couldn’t pull it from her grip. Soon the other hand was also held to the bed by her. All he could do was watch and suffer as she slowly took him deeper within her mouth. He finally felt his cock touch her throat, and she slid it past until her nose was touching the base of his cock. He had never had a woman take him so fully.
She slipped her tongue along his shaft as it was passed through her mouth. She tasted his essence and loved it. She knew now what his fate would be for sure. Yet before then, she was going to enjoy this hunter. She slowly lifted her head most the way from his cock before slipping him all the way into her throat again. She continued this until he thought he would explode, but just before he did, she stopped.
She felt his orgasm approaching but wanted him to be in her before taking what she wanted from him the most. Moving quickly, she slid him from her mouth. Then moving to straddle him, she impaled herself on his cock. He grunted as she slammed down on him. She then began to ride him.
Having released his hands when she mounted him, he reached up and grabbed her breasts as they jumped up and down. He caught each nipple in his fingers, pinching them and pulling them as she rode him hard. He had never had a woman act with such sexual abandon as this beauty.
She felt his cock start to pulse and knew he was going to cum. She knew now was the time. Still riding him hard and fast, she leaned forward until her mouth was in the crook of his neck. Then just as his orgasm ripped through his body, her teeth pierced his jugular. She fed on him as he pulsed inside her, filling her full of the seed to reproduce as she drained his life away.
When finished, she straightened up and looked into the still eyes of the hunter. She felt a tear run down her cheek, but she felt the warmth in her womb too. She had not planned this, but he had been a very worthy mate for her. His seed would give her the child to continue her bloodline into the future.
