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The Lumberjack (Audio Script)
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Getting lost on the trail and meeting a hunky woodchopping stranger wasn’t part of her plan, but it’ll certainly make this trip one to remember. Dirty Talk ✅ Alpha Male Sex Story ✅ romantic Audio for Women ✅ Sexy American Accent
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
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Stories
This way…?
No, this doesn’t look right…
And I have no reception.
Cool.
That tree looks kind of familiar, but… did I turn left or right from there?
I can’t remember.
Fuck.
What was that?
Sounds like… someone chipping wood…
I know there’s other cabins around here, but I didn’t think any of them were this close by.
Oh, hello.
A hot, muscley guy in the woods splitting logs…
Primitive tent and a little fire pit…
Okay, so I must not be as lost as I thought if there’s a lumberjack out here just casually camping and doing this woodchopping thing.
Damn, he looks good.
And he definitely fits the part.
It’s a little cliché, but… a flannel shirt with jeans and suspenders…
it’s kind of sexy.
Wonder if I should ask him for help…
“Hi.”
“Sorry… um…”
“Need something?
Let me guess, got lost on the trail?”
“Yeah, I, uhh… think I got turned around back here.
Can’t seem to find my way back to my cabin.”
“Yeah, the trail gets a little hard to follow this time of year.
Don’t worry, I’ll show you the way back.”
“Thanks.
You sure it’s no trouble?”
“I like trouble.”
When you smile, two deep divots appear on each of your cheeks.
It’s kind of funny to think that a woodsy guy like you has dimples, but they give you a handsome youthful kind of look. It’s cute.
The fabric of your shirt is strained against your chest and your biceps look like they might split out of your sleeves at any moment.
You look like you belong out here, like you’d just look out of place in the city or an airport, or something.
“Here. You ever chopped wood before?
Want to give it a go?”
“Uh… no… I guess I’ll give it a try.”
You hand me the axe and your massive hand briefly brushes over mine.
Your eyes sweep over me, quickly, like you don’t want to be caught looking for too long.
There’s butterflies in my stomach.
I kind of like the feeling of being looked at by you.
“Okay, lost girl, show me what you got.”
“Not bad.
Can I give you some advice?”
“Sure, but it doesn’t mean I’ll take it.”
“Fair enough.”
You move to stand behind me and I catch your eyes again before you’re out of sight.
Curiosity, amusement, maybe a little intrigue passes through them.
You arrange yourself so that your solid chest presses lightly against my back, just enough to feel the warmth radiating off of you.
You smell like a mix of sawdust, dirt, and sweat coming off of you, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it.
“Here, let me…”
There’s a little hesitation in your touch as you reach around me to take hold of the base of the axe just above where my hands are.
I can feel your gaze on the side of my face for just a moment, but I can’t quite tell what you’re thinking.
“Always keep your eye on where you want to strike…”
You guide me seamlessly, slowly bringing the axe up into the air.
Your arms squeeze softly against mine as you move us in one smooth motion.
I let go of the axe and turn around to see you smiling.
“Perfect.
You’re a natural.”
“Thanks for the tip.”
“Any time…”
“I’m sorry.
Was that…?
I should have asked if I could—”
“Shhh, just keep kissing me.”
Your rough cheek grazes against mine as you set the axe against the stump.
My body opens up to you as I lean into the kiss.
A rush of sensation travels along my hip as you curl your huge palm around me.
I don’t really know what’s happening, but I’m trying not to think about it much.
I just want to go with it.
“So, do you always make out with lost women in the forest?”
“Unfortunately, you’re my first.”
“Hm.”
“Do you want to move to my tent?”
“Yeah.”
I sink down onto the plastic tarp along the floor of your tent.
And you lower down to your knees right in front of me.
You unbutton your shirt and lay it down beside you.
The ground is hard beneath the thin plastic sheet, but I’m way too lost in you to care.
Your cock is hard in your boxers and you press it up against me.
I tug away at my own clothes as quickly as I can until I’m in my underwear.
You climb on top of me.
The weight of your body against mine is comforting.
I pull down the waistband of your boxers until I free your cock, thick and pointing upwards.
“Tell me what you like.”
“Play with my chest…”
“Oh, yes…”
Your thumb grazes over one of my chest as one of your enormous hands gently kneads my breast.
You take my chest between your teeth and lick with the tip of your tongue.
“Keep going… harder…”
“You like that?”
“Mmm, god, yeah…”
Your fingers trail down my stomach… lower… lower…
You slowly slip your hand between my legs and you spread some of my wetness up to my clit.
“You’re so wet…
Can you feel how wet you are?”
“Yeah…”
“I’m so fucking hard right now…”
I take his dick in my hand and slowly twist my closed palm around it.
“Oh, yeah, just like that.
Yes…”
“I want you to fuck me…”
“Yeah?
Oh, I definitely want to fuck you.
You feel how hard I am?”
Your fingers dig into my hips as you adjust yourself and the head of your cock teases my pussy.
“You ready?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m ready for you…”
“Fuck…”
“Is that good?”
“Yeah, yeah, that’s good, right there…
faster…”
“Lift your hips up for me…”
“Yeah, just like that, just like that…”
Your dick pushes further and further into me, your hips colliding with mine.
My senses are totally overwhelmed… my body taut and strained with pleasure…
I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you closer.
You kiss me before thrusting even harder.
I sit up a little and push forward into your lap.
Your shaft slides further in and I wrap my arms around your neck like we’re embracing in a tight hug.
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