The Glade - Part 1

Thanks for giving my first story a shot. Left the couple's descriptions pretty vague on purpose so you can imagine them however you like.

It's late afternoon on the second day of our week long thru-hike, out in the rolling mossy moors. We'd gotten lost earlier in the day, and now couldn't afford to take a break and make it to our planned camp. It was too hot to move at much more than a crawl. Val and I had gotten tetchy with each other, under sun this harsh its hard not to be. We stopped for lunch in the only shade around for what felt like miles, a little copse of trees on the windy side of a hill. After stopping to eat, drink, and get our heads back in order we resigned ourselves to our backup campsite. A nice little clearing from the looks of the map, at the centre of an old wood.

We had settled into a comfortable rhythm, shaking off the frustrating morning and taking care of each other in little ways. She cooked and tidied as I studied the map, I took some weight out of her pack, we both pointed out little holes and crags. A comfortable silence hanging between us as our boots crunch.

"It looks like it could be in a nice spot, this plan B campsite." I say, breaking the silence. "Little odd though, its on the map in our walks book, but doesn't show up on the GPS or any of the modern ones I checked before we left."

I wiggle the little vintage book at Val, my finger slid in between the pages to mark the beautifully illustrated map of our walk this week. She plucks it from my hand, slowing her pace as she studies the page. We'd found it in a cute little antiques shop in a village a year or two ago, the gold leaf almost entirely flaked off the deep purple hard cover.

"Glade of Cerridwen" Val sounds out slowly, to not trip over the name. "Its just a little dot on this map even. It'll be exciting though! Our own private little world for tonight... If its there that is." She gives me a look.

"It'll be there." I say, snatching the open book back out of her hand with a grin. "The little purple book hasn't failed us yet."

After another hour or so, we break through the tree line into the glade. The golden hour light filtering through the trees dapples against our faces. The glade is about 10 meters across and filled with plush-looking deep green grass, feeling very out of place after our day on the barren moors. Sheltered from the outside world by a dense ring of old growth oaks and ashes, leaves hissing gently in the warm summer breeze. Wildflowers in rich primary colours dot the ground. To one side, a pool sits nestled in under a raised ridge. The water a smooth mirror for the sun, flowing from some underwater spring.

"Wow." I say under my breath. I turn to Val. "Its gorgeous. I'm glad we got lost now."

"Certainly beats the public campsite. And we've got it all to ourselves, we can be as annoying as we want." she slips her pack off, letting it thump to the ground. She groans in relief, rubbing her shoulders. "I hope that little pool over there isn't gross, I would kill for a dip right now."

She slips her shirt over her head, leaving her in just her sports bra. Her soft curves and sweat sheened skin catching the late afternoon light.

"Tent first? Then we can just chill out." I offer gently. "Get it over and done with."

"Ugh. I hate that you're right." she whips her balled up t-shirt at me and I manage to just duck it. When I look up, she's grinning and pulling the tent out of her bag. "Lets get this shit over with."

"And done." I push the last tent peg down into the soft earth. "I don't know if we're even going need mats tonight this grass is so comfy."

We're set up, with only minimal little bit of swearing and sweating. Its later in the day but I swear its gotten warmer since we made it to the glade. Must just be that we're out of the trees.

"Mm hmm." Val said absently. I look over and she's laying back in the grass, soaking up the sun with her hat tipped over her face.

"Still want a dip?" I ask, squatting down in over her and lifting up her hat.

"Beat you there?" she asks quickly, and before I have time to think she pops up and pushes me off balance onto my ass. Running laughing to the pool, stripping off her hiking pants and sports bra. Her generous chest bouncing free as she goes.

I just manage to catch up with her before she makes it to the pool. Wrapping my arms around her, pinning an arm and pulling her back as she squeals in protest. We're about the same height and I'm not overly strong, so it takes some effort to hoist her off her feet as she kicks at the air.

"Skinny dipping? Naughty... What if someone else comes by?" I say.

She wiggles out of my grip. "Lighten up nerd. No one else is coming." She kisses my cheek, undoing a few buttons before she pulls my shirt over my head, revealing my once toned torso. (now admittedly little soft) Her fingers hook into my shorts and underwear, pulling them down in one smooth motion. My cock flops out and she gives it a little tap, setting it swinging as I swat her hand away.

"C'mon. Let's make the most of the rest of the daylight." She shimmies out of her panties and steps down into the pool. I climb in after her, feeling very exposed up on the bank. The water is colder than I expect, sending a shiver up my back. But after the sweltering day we had it's just what we need.

The water is perfectly clear, only a couple of leaves floating on its still surface. I step in, wincing as my crotch hits the cool water. Val flicks water at me as I hesitate.

"Baby." she teases, already up to her neck, her chin length hair floating loose behind her. "I don't care if it shrinks I know how big it is."

"Shaddup, it's cold." I whine. I take a sharp breath in and dip down into the pool. Its probably about 4 or 5 metres across and just deep enough to stand. (not that either of us are tall) An irregular shape with a pinched narrow area, just wide enough to rest your arms on the smooth rocks of the bank either side.

I float over into Val's arms and kiss her, feeling our tired bodies press against each other. I rest my head on her shoulder and close my eyes, listening to the rustle of the breeze through the trees and her even breathing.

"It's perfect here." I murmur, after a while. "I could fall asleep right now. If you wouldn't mind carrying me to bed."

"Sure, I reckon I could managed that. If you don't mind being dragged."

"Eh, if I'm asleep I'm sure I won't mind. Just don't hit my head too much."

I look about the pool, and notice that the smooth rocks around the pinch don't quite look natural, a line of mortar splitting what now looks like a little arch of stone. I untangle from Val and paddle over to take a closer look.

As I get closer, I can see that the stone forms a little alcove, with something nestled within. Val watches me from the side of the pool, her head laying on her arms on the bank.

I squint, looking through the refraction of the water, and make out a small statue of a figure with something jutting out in front of it. A spear or staff maybe.

"There's a little statue here, under the water." I call over. I reach down to touch it, fingers finding the rod on the front of it. It's warm to the touch, like it's soaked in the heat of the sun all day. My fingers explore further and feel a flared, smooth tip to it, a slit cut into the tip. I blush as I realise what the shape is, and my hand closes around it without thinking about it. The heat intensifies now, my hand burning and tingly against the stone appendage, like I'd stuck my cold hand in a hot shower. I try and pull away but I can't break my grip. I yell out, and finally rip my hand off it. I shake it in the cold water as Val reaches me, warm hand on my back.

"Are you okay? What was it?" she asks, taking my hand in hers. I expect to see an angry red burn mark as it comes out of the water, but there's nothing. No pain, no mark.

"It... the statue felt like it was burning me, and I couldn't take my hand off it." I clasp my hand open and closed, staring at it.

"It really stung. I wouldn't." I warn as she eyes the statue. "I know it sounds stupid but I don't know if someone set up a prank or what but..." I feel weak, shaky.

She kisses my palm. "Let me go grab the first aid kit. I think we've got burn gel or something."

"I might stick in here for another couple minutes if that's ok. Just try and shake it off. If it is a burn it'd be good to let it soak too."

She gives me a kiss, and I watch her pull herself up out of the pool. Water streaming off her hips, her chest as she walks back over to our camp. I feel a flicker of arousal in my chest. God she's beautiful. That flicker grows to a flame and then a bonfire and my hand lights up with heat again. Muscles twitching and body shivering, the heat spreads up my arm and across my body. My crotch burns with that same hot cold tingly feeling from the statue.

Then, nothing. All the pain and heat goes out of me, and I just feel good. Energised and fresh, like we didn't just spend 8 hours walking in the sun. I also need her now. Deeply. Desperately.

I walk to the edge of the pool and I hoist myself up out of the water. Val gasps, dropping the bag of first aid she'd pulled out of one of our backpacks.

"What the fuck Ry?" she says through her hand.

"What... Is there something on me?" I look down and freeze. Muscles where there weren't muscles five minutes ago. My body is brawny, I haven't lost much padding, but there's real strength underneath now. Between my legs, my cock hangs lower, heavier than it did before.

Without thinking, I grab it. Squeezing it in my hand, feeling the thickness. I was 6 inches, 6 and a half on a good day before, and I feel like this has got to be close to that while soft.

Val walks over to me, watching me carefully. She's thrown her underwear and my shirt. She runs a hand down my bare chest, over my stomach, and brushes the base of my cock. It pulses at her touch, sending a bolt of arousal through me.

I grab for her, pulling her against me. My new body is strong, like a coiled spring. I put a hand on her ass, and start to lift her. She feels like she weighs nothing. She hops and wraps her legs around my waist and holding her with one hand, I reach out with the other and tear her (my) shirt open. Threads rip like they were made of tissue paper, scattering buttons into the grass. Her breasts spill out and I take as much of one into my mouth as I can and suck, slowly pulling back til her nipple is pinched lightly between my teeth. I pull off her tit with a pop, and put my hand flat on her stomach, fingers pointing down.

"Fuck you're perfect..." I say, low and urgent. "I love your body."

I trace down underneath her panties, feeling the heat of her pussy against my hand. I twist my hand, grab the fabric and tear it clean off her.

"Oi! I've only got one other pair." she giggles breathlessly. "How are you so fucking STRONG?"

Instead of answering, I lift her higher, sitting her legs on my shoulders. Bringing my face level to her pussy. The heat, the smell of her arousal overwhelms me, as if my senses are heightened, as if I'm attuned to her. Her hands are in my hair, gripping on for balance. I look up, chin tickled by her trimmed pubes. She's looking down with open mouth and heavy lidded eyes, filled with desire.

I poke my tongue out of my mouth, exploring her outer folds, running lines up and down plush lips. I kiss my way inward, then separate her inner folds with the tip of my tongue. First skipping over, then lightly dancing on her clit as I run rings around her slick labia. The taste of her perfect on my tongue.

She grips my hair hard, core tensing against my forehead as she squirms in pleasure. "Stop teasing. I need more... Please."

I oblige, sliding the tip of my tongue to part the opening deeper into her. I keep pushing deeper, winding left and right to press into her walls. Then I push deeper, and deeper. Deeper than I usually can, my tongue longer and thicker than before. I flick and twist into these new depths, Val panting and squirming and swearing at the sensation. My nose presses into her soft mons, trimmed bush tickling me. I look up at her and she just mouths 'What the fuck?'.

I keep my eyes on hers, and pull my tongue out of her, it droops down two or three inches past my chin, coming to a blunt point.

Val grabs the back of my head and growls "Get that back inside me right fucking now."

I drop to one knee, and pull her off my shoulders, cradling her as I lay her in the soft grass. I grab a bag of our clothes that we'd taken out of one of our packs, and prop her hips slightly off the ground before diving back in between her thighs. A leg hooks around the back of my head, insistent. My tongue plunges back into her, stretching her as much as it can, teasing as deep as it can, before I pull back.

I press my gums into her clit, feeling her rock into me, digging for more pressure. As she finds it, I drive my tongue into the rough texture of her g-spot, rolling it there firmly for the next minute or two as she reaches a massive climax. I feel her thighs clamp hard around my ears and her body wrack with pleasure as the first waves of her orgasm roll over her, her mouth locked in a silent scream. She relaxes and a low moan rumbles through her, turning to panting as she finally starts to breath again.

She reaches down, grabbing for my head and guiding my slick face up into a ravenous kiss. I lay my body on hers, my neglected cock rock hard and dripping against her thigh from bringing her that pleasure.

"I have no idea what the fuck is going on." She mumbles between kisses. "But we can work it out later." She looks down between us, wiggling her thigh against me. "This feels heftier than it used to be, not that I had any complaints before."

I start to say something but all that comes out is a strangled moan as soft flesh pushes against me.

"Fuck. I'm so close but here's still so much I want to do to you." I say.

"Let me take a closer look." Val pushes my shoulder, rolling me off her onto my back. My cock plaps heavily against my stomach as I land.

She kneels over my cock, picking it up in both hands.

"So big and angry..." she plants a kiss at the base, and works her way up towards the head, but stops just before it. "and so *thick*. I used to be able to wrap one hand around but..." she grasps it but her fingers and thumb don't meet. "I don't even know if it'll fit in my mouth."

"Try." I plead.

With a struggle, she takes the thick tip into her mouth, and shudders as my precum hits her tongue.

She pops the head out, resting my length against her face. "Maybe its aftershocks, but this is making me all tingly." She licks up from my balls, along the underside of my cock, collecting the trail of precum that streamed there as I ate her out.

She pulls me back into her mouth, and starts bobbing her head, taking me deeper and deeper. She grinds her pussy against my shin, moaning around my new girth. I feel a pressure and realise I must be at the entrance to her throat. Val has never managed to take me that deep before, even when I was a couple of inches smaller. She twists her body, digging her clit into me, and in the same moment takes my cock into her throat. Her eyes go wide at the sensation but she doesn't gag.

Suddenly I feel my orgasm build and I warn her. She pulls me back into her mouth and tongues around my slit and sensitive head, squeezing my balls, feeling them jump in her hand as I start to cum. Rope after rope fills her mouth, and she has to pull it out and swallow, shuddering in pleasure as she grinds herself to her second orgasm against me. I continue to spray and a few last spurts of cum soak her stomach, and my shirt that she's still wearing.

She flops down on top of me as we embrace in the glow of orgasm, warm cum squishing between us. She plants a cummy kiss on my lips, and I return it passionately, tasting myself as we lay together. My cock has stayed rock hard, and I feel like I could go again right away, no dip or break after my orgasm. I lift her hips, still marveling at how light she feels, and position my cock at her entrance, thick head kissing against her inner lips. Asking the question.

"Please. But slowly..." she asks. I push.

The head of my cock breaches her, and she goes stiff, adjusting to the girth. I give her as much time as I can bear before I keep pushing. Her hands are on my chest, arms propping herself up as she eases deeper.

"You OK?" I reach up and tuck her hair behind her ear, cradling her head in my hand. I feel my cock pulse inside her, letting loose some precum. She feels it too, and squeezes back.

She nods, and sinks a little lower, letting out a held breath in a long sigh. "Its coming easier now..."

She keeps sliding it in, slowly, carefully as I caress her body, massaging her hips and breasts with my strong hands. I try to press at her clit, but she pushes my hand away, still too sensitive. Our bodies meet, and my new length is almost the whole way inside her.

"Can we just sit?" she asks. "I want to feel how much you stretch me now."

"Of course." I say, not moving as I feel her wiggle and squeeze against me, feeling it out for a few minutes.

She kisses me, whispering in my ear that she's ready. I start slowly pumping in and out of her, taking seconds each way. Only an inch or two at first until nearly my whole length is sliding in and out, feeling her folds pull at me on the way out and stretch for me on the way in.

I speed up, little by little, her breathy moans cut short by my thrusts. She pushes my hands off her hips and hilts herself, taking that last inch for the first time with a deep groan. She starts riding me in earnest, capturing my lips in a kiss as she digs her clit against my mons. We rock and grind together and her cries crescendo into silence as she has another shuddering orgasm.

I give her a moment or two to catch her breath, before I slip out from under her. Standing, I pick her up and pull her against me, hands holding her ass, and her arms wrap around my neck. Her legs fold lazily around me, Val still fuzzy from her orgasm.

I slide back into her, easily this time. She moans as I start to lift and drop her onto my cock, our bodies meeting with a wet slap each time. I move my hands to grab her hips, pushing her down firmly as I start to walk, thrusting into her with each step. She pulls herself tighter against me, kissing at my collarbone and neck.

I push her up against a smooth barked tree, and fuck her against it, mindful of my newfound strength.

"Tell me if I'm hurting you." I ask gently, voice hoarse after so much panting. Val just nods, reaching up behind her and grabbing onto a branch with one hand. Using her other to play with her clit as I slam into her, the sound of our moans and our bodies meeting filling the quiet glade. My pleasure building and building til it bursts. With a low moan, I cum deep inside her, orgasm drawn out two, three times longer than normal. I keep my pace, thrusting through it, trusting that I won't be done.

And I'm not, still rock hard witg no dent in my appetite. I step back so my cock drags and pushes inside her at a different angle, her body hanging at a diagonal between my crotch and the tree. It curves upwards, the ridge of my cockhead teasing against her g spot each time I pull out.

"Yesyesyes right there. Just the tip." her voice urgent, breathy

I obey, thrusting shallowly in and out of her, realising my senses are so heightened that I can feel the different texture of her g spot with the flared ridge of my tip as I focus in. Its overwhelming. She flicks and teases at her clit as I can feel her body start to tense, building towards another orgasm. I let that fuel me, focusing on my pleasure and the pleasure I'm giving her.

Our release comes at the same time, and her muscles wrack and flex as I pump more of my seemingly endless reserve of cum inside her. She goes limp, letting go of the branch. I barely catch her in time, and pull her back against my body, sliding deeper inside her as I do.

She yelps, fingernails digging into my back and shoulder. "Don't fucking move. I'm so so sensitive."

"I just didn't want you to fall. You could have hit your- OW fuck okay sorry sorry." Val pushes her nails in deeper as I creep another inch inside her as my orgasm finally subsides.

We cling together as our breathing evens out, her head on my shoulder. Hot breath on my neck, hair tickling my face. Sweat cooling on our skin.

"Okay. That's the third time, how the fuck are you still hard?" I flex my cock inside her.

"I don't know..." For the first time since I got out of the pool, I stop to think about something that isn't touching Val. "It sounds insane, but I think it had to be that statue, in the water. Unless our lunch was laced with something crazy."

Val wiggles her hips, working her way down til my cock is hilted inside her again. My cum leaks down my leg as its squeezed out of her by my length, her pussy totally full. "Whatever it is" she says "we are coming back here on our next hike."

Still wedged inside her, I carry her into the tent. Enjoying the noises she makes as she bob on me with the motion.

We spend hours lost in each other, late afternoon giving way to evening, then night. Only slowing down and eventually collapsing in a contented sticky, sweaty pile once whatever gift I was given by the glade started to fade away.