Sex and Science in the Wilderness Pt. 02

One day, at the end of his first two weeks at the station, when he prepared to enter the lake, Diego saw the telltale V shaped wake and there she was!

"Hi man, come along," Jutta shouted, when she saw him, "sorry, I have been busy writing, but now I am a bit more relaxed. It's going well."

He swam up to her and she looked more relaxed than before.

It was obvious that both Jutta and Diego were pleased to see each other, although Jutta attempted not to show it too much.

After some superficial chatting about their activities during the last two weeks, Jutta suddenly said, "Do you remember that I told you I found a beauty spot in the forest that might interest you?

I have decided to take a day off from my writing, the day after tomorrow. Why don't I show you the spot I found?"

Diego did not believe his luck at first and when he came to his senses he replied, "Oh yes please Jutta. Nice of you to give me your time! You must be so busy."

Jutta smiled inwardly about his eagerness and his implicit flattery.

He was an easy catch!

"OK then, meet me at nine at my lodge, the day after tomorrow! I will take care of the lunch for both of us."

It was clear once again that she was used to be obeyed.

"Yes, prof... eh Jutta," he said. He had seen in a flash the two huge breasts swaying in the water.

Fortunately, Jutta could not see his huge erection... it was too deep under water!

On the given day, Diego presented himself in front of Jutta's cottage at ten minutes to nine and knocked at the door.

As befits a master in seduction she let him wait until nine before opening the door.

"Sorry Diego, I was combing my hair," was her excuse.

In a flash Diego took in Jutta's appearance.

He now noticed that she wore no make-up. Her well-groomed face does not need any enhancements, he thought.

Her face was protected by a sun visor with a strap around her hair.

She wore green shorts. They fitted like a glove around her hips and bottom, leaving most of her massive thighs uncovered.

A blue t-shirt struggled to envelop two huge breasts, apparently held in check by a bra underneath.

The bra could not prevent the heavy bosom to shake at every one of Jutta's movements.

At her feet, heavy duty climbing boots in woollen socks.

Jutta slung a well-worn backpack over her shoulders.

In a side pocket was a self-inflating sleeping pad in a round package.

She looked at Diego imperiously and said, or better: ordered, "Let's go!"

They chatted amicably during the first part of their walk through the forest.

Jutta had programmed the route on her hand-held gps, and she led the way.

She surprised Diego with her stamina and resilience. There were a few steep slopes to climb before they reached the spot that Jutta had earmarked, and Jutta had no problems scaling them.

Diego walked behind her and marvelled at the sight of her powerful thighs and shapely legs in the sturdy climbing boots.

So different from the slim legs of the young women he knew!

The musculature betrayed that she was used to climbing and cross country walking.

She looked back at him regularly and mockingly asked, "can you still follow?"

They stopped only once when Jutta seemed to have a sudden idea. She took a small notebook and a pencil from her backpack and made some quick notes.

"Sorry," she smiled apologetically to Diego, "so that I don't forget this." She did not specify what 'this' was.

Diego waited patiently, watching the female scientist with a mixture of admiration and awe.

After a few minutes they resumed their walk.

It was a hot late summer day and soon they were sweating profusely from traversing a wide open terrain in full sun.

It was a relief to reach a stretch of high rise deciduous forest providing plenty of shade.

They followed a small stream that became wider and wider as it received water from small tributaries on its way.

"One kilometer to go!" Jutta said at a particular moment after studying her GPS.

Some twenty minutes later, all of a sudden, there was light!

They stepped out of the forest onto a clearing around a lake.

The stream was now some two meters wide and discharged into a lake.

"Here we are!" Jutta said, "You're OK?" She looked at Diego and saw that he was smiling and quite relaxed despite the length of their walk. The relative coolness of the forest had refreshed him.

"I hope this is the sort of site you are interested in as an ecologist, "she added, watching him questioningly.

"I found it during a long hike with some visiting colleagues. Sean also knows of the place."

Diego strolled along the edge of the lake, looking into the crystal clear water. He was clearly excited by what he saw.

The lake had a sandy bottom and there was a slight current, apparent from the floating of leaves on the surface.

What he saw let him momentarily forget his female companion.

Jutta took off her backpack and her sun visor and shook her abundant hair.

Then she sat down on a log and watched him.

She smiled when she saw him kneeling down to inspect certain features more closely.

"Look, perch!", he exclaimed suddenly, pointing towards a spot some meters from the shore.

Jutta joined him and together they watched a group of fish swimming leisurely, the light of the sun reflecting off their long bodies.

In his excitement he put his hand on Jutta's back. When he felt her shuddering lightly he realized what he had done and apologized, blushing profusely.

What he also felt was an impressive back muscle... a powerful lat. He knew how important that muscle is for rowing and swimming.

"No problem!" Jutta smiled, "it's so beautiful, I understand you're excited."

From far away there came the sound of a cuckoo.

The babbling of the nearby brook mingled with the slight rush from a breeze in the treetops.

Further along the lake was a small sandy beach with some shade from overhanging foliage.

Jutta pointed it out to Diego and said, "Shall we have a bite over here?"

She took a knotted towel from her backpack, opened it and displayed sandwiches and small boxes with salads on the towel that she had spread out on the sandy soil.

Also out came a bottle of red wine and cups.

Meanwhile Diego had rolled the small log on which Jutta had been sitting towards the towel.

Jutta also laid out the self-inflating mat on the sand and let it inflate itself. "To catch a little nap in the sun later perhaps," she explained.

Diego was surprised by how wide it was.

They sat down on the log next to each other. He smelled a faint fragrance of lilies of the valley.

Jutta smiled at him encouragingly, "Please, help yourself."

With the corkscrew of her army knife, she opened the bottle and filled the two cups.

"Don't tell your bosses that you drank wine during your work," she laughed aloud, "I never tell anybody!"

She slightly mockingly watched Diego's reaction. He merely laughed too.

"Cheers!"

During their lunch Jutta wanted to know more about Diego's work.

He told her that he planned to come back to the lodge as it had been selected as a focal point for his research. This time in early summer he wanted to concentrate on the flora of the region, next time, later, in autumn he planned to concentrate on studying the rut of the red dear in the area.

He had received a special grant for the latter research from a natural association, and he would be joined by an experienced forest ranger, who would be flown in from another lodge, some two hundred miles away.

It was midday and even in the middle of the woods the temperature had risen to above 25 degrees.

Jutta and Diego felt hot. To be fair the wine also had something to do with it...

At her request Diego told her more about the rut of the red deer.

As with other aspects of nature, climate change is seen as also affecting the rutting season of red deer. Ecologists of his university had observed that because of warmer winters, the rutting season was delayed.

That, they believed could have important consequences for the survival of the species.

Therefore, they thought it essential to continue studying the bellowing of deer as obvious symptoms of the rut.

As Jutta looked puzzled, Diego said, "Sorry is there something you do not know or understand Jutta?"

"Yes," she smiled, "perhaps obvious for you, ecologists, but what on earth is 'rutting' and 'bellowing'?"

Diego apologized profusely. "Sorry Jutta, shall I tell you about it? It's so special and beautiful. I have witnessed it several times in the last years, so I know it from my own experience."

"Yes, tell me all about it," Jutta replied, "I want to know what seems to excite you so much."

Diego than told her about the mating season of the red deer, also called rutting season.

How the male deer, the stags go into a fierce competition with rivals for the favours of the female deer. To mate with them.

The males then bellow their hearts out to attract the attention of females and scare rivals.

"Bellowing is emitting loud and deep sounds by the stags, it is a manifestation of power and vigour, and a way to establish dominance in the pack. You can hear it from many kilometres away." He explained, "It is a selective process that also promotes genetic diversity and prevents inbreeding.

It is truly a wonder of nature!"

Jutta listened with unfeigned interest.

"And what about the females? Are they just waiting to be.. eh.. covered?"

"The females live in separate packs, together with immature deer, and wait until a male has established his dominance over other rivals for the pack and then they allow him to cover them all.

The 'boss', the dominant stag still needs to be patient though. It is the females who decide when to mate, often leaving the stag desperately running around behind the females." Diego laughed,

"As with humans, I suppose." Diego laughed aloud.

Oupps!, he realized what he had said, the moment he said it.

It was the wine that must have made him lose control somewhat. Jutta's interest in the mating of deer had also managed to arouse him and for some time he tried to hide his erection.

It took a few seconds before Jutta broke out into a loud laugh.

"Exactly so," she laughed, "not different from men those stags!"

"Oh, sorry Diego, don't take it personally will you?" she hastened to add and watched his reaction.

"No, I don't," he laughed, "I would never run after a female. Well, that's to say, perhaps I would if she were worth it."

"I bet you would, "Jutta smiled with a hint of seduction in her voice.

Diego was telling her about the ways to observe the rut of the deer when Jutta suddenly rose and walked to the waters' edge. She felt the water with her hand.

"It's so hot and the water temp is fine, care for a swim? I am sure the water is absolutely clean."

He was completely unprepared for her question.

Diego had to reflect for a few moments. "But I don't have my trunks."

It sounded silly, but it was the case.

"Neither have I my bathing suit, but who cares? I always swim naked in the lake at my lodge. We are miles away from civilization!"

It sounded so rational, Jutta seemed fully composed but there was a hint of arousal in her voice. She too felt the effect of the wine.

Diego was never to forget the scene that unfolded before his eyes...

Jutta rose. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head. Then, with an elegant gesture she reached behind her back with both hands and unfastened her bra.

Her two huge, pear shaped breasts fell free, proudly exposing their deep brown areolas and nipples.

Diego could not move. He watched in awe, his jaw dropping.

Then Jutta unclipped her belt and stepped out of her shorts.

Finally, she stripped off her slip.

Jutta was aware of the devastating impact her naked body, in particular her huge breasts had on men and stayed ostensibly calm.

She smiled when she saw the intense arousal in Diego's eyes.

"What, have you never seen a naked scientist?" She quipped.

It helped somewhat to alleviate the erotic tension.

"Come on, take your clothes off and come into the water," Jutta urged.

Diego still did not move and could not take his eyes of her.

Finally, he stammered, "You are so beautiful, Jutta."

Jutta inspected his face for a few moments and then she said, "Do you mean, you like my tits? I know, you men all like big tits. OK, I have big boobs, but I am much more than that."

That made Diego obviously reflect.

"No, Jutta, no, it is much, much more. You are so beautiful, I have never seen such beautiful woman before."

She watched him.

He sounded sincere enough.

It was true.

For the first time Diego saw a mature woman in all her glory.

A true woman, a personification of a desirable woman for her man and a loving mother for her children.

Abundantly demonstrated by her broad hips and her full breasts.

"You are so beautiful, so truly... woman. That's it, so really... woman, " Diego said.

Jutta broke out in a broad affectionate smile, "So sweet of you. Thank you, I treasure your compliment!"

She had to admit that she too was aroused now by the obvious lust of the young hunk.

"You will have your reward, be sure, but first come into the water with me," she ordered.

She had stepped out into the lake and the water reached up to her waist. Mirror images of her pending breasts were in the water surface.

Harold undressed and when he was naked Jutta commanded, "Stand still, let me have a look at you!"

There was no way he could conceal his large, erect penis, so he left his hands dangling beside his body.

Jutta looked at him unashamedly.

She took time to enjoy the sight of the virile, athletic young man before her. His firm erection testifying to his desire for her.

She felt her vagina contract, but she managed to control herself.

Diego followed her into the water and soon they were swimming side by side.

"Cooled off a bit?" Jutta asked after a while, watching his face.

"Oh no, not yet, I can see it," she laughed.

Diego had regained his composure and was able to respond, "How could I, swimming next to the sexiest woman in the world?"

He was surprised by his own boldness.

Jutta seemed to like it though and she kept teasing him with provocative remarks.

She wanted this young man now! Her body was craving for sex.

Jutta had very much underestimated the effects of her abstention due to her self-imposed isolation in the lodge.

No amount of dildoes and vibrators could ever compensate for the lack of a horny, virile man between her thighs.

As her cravings kept building up, Jutta suddenly swam back to the shore.

Closely followed by Diego, who somehow sensed her mood.

Once on the little beach Jutta turned around and looked at Harold standing behind her, clearly aroused too but not knowing what to do. His huge erect penis standing upright.

"Remember what you told me about the rut," Jutta said, and she took his cheek in her hand and forced him to look her in the eye.

"Well, we two seem to have it now. Right?"

When Diego remained silent and just looked at her with arousal sparkling from his eyes, she added, "Come on, say it, you want to fuck me!"

Without waiting for his answer, Jutta lay down on her back on the mat and she spread her thighs.

"Come on, fuck me, fuck me hard!" she gasped.

His penis found not the slightest resistance and with three thrusts it was in her up to his balls.

She moaned hard and looked him in the eyes.

"Yes, that's it, now fuck me, don't spare me. You need it, I need it, we both need it!"

For the first time ever, she felt an orgasm coming during intercourse.

Oh goowd, I'm coming, I'm coming, go on!" she yelled, "go on, start moving, please!".

They knew that nobody could hear them in the secluded spot, so Jutta screamed without restraints when she came.

Diego felt Jutta's vagina contracting severely and gripping his penis.

The response was instantaneous and intense!.

His body started to thrust his huge penis frantically into and out of the grip of the vagina.

His balls then kept lifting and falling rhythmically as he then pumped his semen into the mature woman.

Jutta went through the last phase of her orgasm when she felt her vagina being filled by Diego's ejaculation.

The semen kept coming in spurts and her body shuddered after each spurt.

When it was all over and his balls felt completely drained, Diego collapsed upon the strong mature woman under him.

She embraced him with her arms and legs. Both panting heavily.

"You needed it," Jutta suddenly whispered, "and so did I. How are you feeling?"

They felt his penis shrinking deep inside her and both did not want to disengage and spoil the moment.

Diego opened his eyes after his near blackout and looked straight into hers.

Both the mature woman and the young male felt infinitely thankful to be alive and having experienced such intense gift of life. Both were completely satisfied and at peace.

"It must be like this in paradise," he said, in a sudden poetic mood.

Jutta smiled and gave him an intense kiss on the mouth.

"Shall we stay here and be Adam and Eve?" she said. They felt his shrinking penis stir deep inside her belly.

"Or perhaps a stag and a deer?" he replied, "I would fight to the death for you!"

"So sweet of you," Jutta smiled.

They stayed interlocked, with he on top of her, for a long while, until his penis simply slipped out of her vagina. Semen still seeping out.

After they disengaged, they stepped into the water to rinse their bodies and afterwards they sat together under the sun to let their bodies dry.

Diego sought and found her hand while they chatted and exchanged sweet remarks.

He begged her to let him caress her breasts and suck at the nipples.

She smiled at his unbridled admiration for her large 'mammae', as she called her breasts.

"So beautiful, so big!" he kept saying.

As his penis showed signs of rising up again, she admonished his insurgent male member.

She wagged her finger at his groin and sternly said in jest, "Wait you little rascal, I will take care of you again later."

When, towards four o'clock they made their way back they were different people from when they came.

Apart from his great admiration for the impressive mature woman, Diego now also felt an affection for her.

He still found it hard to believe that she, the 50 year old renowned scientist had allowed him, a 25 year old graduate to make love to her.

Their large age difference had added a delightful piquancy to their intercourse. The strong arousal he felt with her he had never felt before with women of his own age.

Jutta was highly surprised by her, what seemed like motherly feelings for him, apart from her obvious desire.

During their way back, Diego was very concerned for Jutta, for example when they had to scale steep or slippery stretches he was constantly ready to support her.

He insisted in wearing her backpack.

Jutta asked him several times whether he was OK and not too tired.

Back in Jutta's lodge, she lit a fire in the fireplace and started preparing the ingredients for a hot meal.

She had taken it for granted that Diego stayed for dinner and allowed him to help in the preparations.

"Fancy a fresh trout for dinner?" was the only thing she said, "Sean gave me one yesterday."

Jutta showed him where to find drinks and Diego prepared them cold Pastis as aperitif.

"Feel at home, make yourself comfortable," she had said when they entered the lodge.

Diego looked after the fire and walked around in the cosy lounge.

The focal point was a large desk where her computer stood. Around it lay copies and handwritten notes. Some books had titles and authors he recognized from his college physics studies, such as Heisenberg, Pauli, Schrödinger,...

There was a CD box with title 'Brahms chamber music (complete)', a copy of the magazine 'Nature', etcetera.

"Fancy helping me writing my book perhaps?" Jutta called from the kitchen.

Diego went back to the kitchen. He stood behind her and grasped by the hips. "I'm afraid I can't help you with the book but if there is anything else I can help with, just tell me."

Jutta laughed and turned her head around. "Yes you can, come here!" she said. She took his cheek in her hand and pulled his face towards hers. Their lips found each other for a long and savoury kiss.

"Oh, and there is something else you can also help with, but for that you need to wait until after dinner," she added with a naughty look.

During the cooking she told him more about herself.

Jutta had no inhibitions, and she was remarkably open about her private and sentimental life.

She told him how he followed her husband after their marriage from Germany, where she was born and raised, to this country. That he and their only child, a son, tragically died in an accident fifteen years ago.

That she had lived alone ever since, in spite of many attempts of men to interest her in another relationship.

After a second glass, the potent drink they had as aperitif did not fail to have an effect on both Jutta and Diego.

"I am a scientist, but I am also a woman.

I think I underestimated the effect of my self-imposed abstinence from sex, here in this place. After I have worked hard for a time I desperately need a moment of utter relaxation and nothing better than a bout of good sex.

A good fuck, to say it as it is.

I know, we women nowadays have a huge choice of toys to give us pleasure and satisfaction, but to me they are no match for the real thing, a man in my bed.

I feel great now after what we did at the lake this afternoon. I feel woman again."

She looked at him intently to see his reactions.

"And what about you? There must be plenty of handsome young women who fancy you, no? You should not be in need?

I felt from your vehemence that you really needed it however, this afternoon! You seemed starved and desperate."

Encouraged by her intimate revelations Diego then told Jutta about his private life.

Somehow he felt so secure with her, as if she were a mother to him. That made him tell her much more than he would otherwise have done with any other woman.

Diego went as far as admitting to Jutta that he had fancied her from the day he first saw her in Betty's and Sean's house

"I noticed," she smiled, "but you understand that I could not immediately react. In this kind of things, I also usually need some time to make up my mind."

Diego said that he was really starved, that he too needed sex regularly.

He blushed profusely when he told her about his daily masturbating to relieve his sexual tensions.

"Don't be ashamed, do you think that I don't do that too? Or many other women?" she reassured him.

Much later, when they had become very intimate with each other, they tried to establish the sources and reasons for their mutual attraction and affection. An unusual affection between a mature, fifty year old woman and a twenty-five year young male...

They guessed it might have to do with Jutta's loss of her young son... the son she never had.

And with Diego's late mother's extraordinary affection for her son; she breastfed him until he was five.

(to be continued)